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in which you find a child floating in the water and you save them only for your acts of kindness to get misinterpreted by the father who is also the king of an underwater civilization.
PLEASE READ THIS FIRST : this is a story i am writing on wattpad but my wattpad version is more in detail, slightly different and has an oc ( alora ). It has 6 chapters thus far and still work in progress if you want you can check it out with the link below or use the linktree link in my bio to access wattpad but if you feel more comfortable with x reader I'll try and get all the chapters I have currently published over here in a few days
hiraeth ( namor ) wattpad | oc version!
PART 1 , PART 2 , PART 3
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THE SKY WAS A PEACH color in the early morning. The ocean was calm, the sun that was slowly getting up from its slumber greets the ocean with its rays of light causing the ocean to twinkle and sparkle like stars.
Your eyes were still fogged with sleep but when the first ray of light entered your room, your slumber was brokenโ your mind instantly telling you to get up and check on Huracan.
"Hura.." you mumbled out, voice still laced with fatigue when you entered the bathroom to find that the young child was already upโ gaze was lingering at the window that was across from him, staring at the sky that was slowly turning from a shade of peach-red to a blue.
"You're up, Good Morning." You say, your voice was calm with a subtle hint of fatigue , Huracan turns towards you โ a lopsided smile plastered on his face, he seemed to be much better then before.
"Good Morning" the boy says out in english, his words were thick with an accent but it did surprise you, that he had picked up on basic greetings.
"Well this is a pleasant surprise." You state heading towards the side of the bath tub to check on Huracan's wounds. The boy adjusted himself in the water so that you could check his wounds, when you had peeled off the last bit of bandages a gasp leaves past your lipsโ the bite mark from the shark was completely healed just leaving behind a scarโsuch healing would take months, maybe even a year but Huracan was healed in a weeks time.
"It's gone.." you mumbled out, gazing back up at the boy that smiled at you.
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After getting ready for the day and feeding Huracan and yourself, you decides to take him outโ deciding that it was now time to let him go.
Your time with him was short but it was also worth every moment you spent with him.
The air was warm today, the ocean was calmโ it was a perfect time to send him back. Your hand held onto his as you both walked towards the ocean, the sun being the only witness to know that you had helped and saved the prince of the ocean.
Huracan stared at the ocean, the place that was his home but he didn't want to go back yet, he really enjoyed the company you gave himโ you gave him affection he lacked, even though back at home, everyone in Talokan including his father showered him with love and affection but the type of affection that you had given to him, made him feel even safer and calmโ it was motherly affection that he lacked and unknown to you, you gave him that affection for the short time you have known each other.
Suddenly, Huracan let's go of your hand and runs instead towards the direction of the tidal poolโ your brows knitting together as you follow him, he turns back towards you and suddenly hugs your waistโ shocking you.
"Hura, what's wrong? Do you still feel pain ?" Your voice laced with worry, the boy understood the word 'pain' and could sense the panic in your voice, hugging you tightly.
"D-don't want to go back yet, stay with you for a bit." the boy stammered out in english causing you to look down at him, shocked that he could form a sentence in english and also feeling relieved that he didn't want to leave you yet, a smile forming on your face as you softly placed your hand on his back and hugged him back gently.
"Okay, I won't let you go until you feel most comfortable to but if I see that the surface is affecting you really badly, I'll be forced to send you backโ okay?" You say in a soft tone, the boy understood you slightly and nods his head, letting go of you and then pulling you with him into the tidal pool causing a laugh to escape your parted lips.
This was the first time in years you had felt genuinely happy.
Little did the two of you know, that you were being watched from somewhere in the oceanโ eyes trained on the both of you in worry, anger and panic.
"We should go and take him now, Namora." Attuma insists, anger boiling in his blood at the fact that you , this surface dweller had taken the young princeโ after days of searching for Huracan, they finally found him.
Huracan had snucked out of Talokanโ the young boy was curious about the world beyond the uderwater city but that curiousity had lead to him getting lost and also being attacked by a shark resulting in him being unconscious and floating up to the surface where Alora had found him.
The dispearance of the young prince, left an enraged kingโ who didn't blame anyone but himself, he was so wrapped up around the issue of the surface dwellers finding out about Talokan along with the tension that was between Talokan and Wakanda that he didn't have time to see to his sonโ this was his biggest regret.
Namora surveys the behavior of you with Huracan, she notices that you was not being hostile with the young prince rather you was playing around with him but something also told Namora that you could be using a faรงade.
"The surface dweller does not seem to be a threat , we can't just go in and kill. We must inform K'uk'ulkan first before we do anything else." Namora states and submerges into the water, Attuma was in disbelief at her words as he gives one last glance at the prince and you, a venomous glare being thrown at you before he submerged into the depths of the ocean.
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Talokan was in despair after the disappearance of Prince Huracan. The young boy was the King's only son whom he treasured with his heart and soul, now the king was anguished in despair at the fact he may have lost his son forever.
He had sent his top generals to go and seek for the young boy one more time, in hopes of any sightings before he went on a rampage in finding his precious son. His generals were back , his heart ponding as he sees no sighting of Huracan.
"K'uk'ulkan" they both said in unison, doing the hand gestures towards their king who returned it back.
"anything?" the king's voice was rasp, his tone filled with hope and a mixture of sadness. Attuma steps forward, pressing his spear into the ground.
"We have found sightings of Harucan." Attuma states, this causes the King's body to jerk upโ his heart beating faster and hope burning through his veins.
" than where is he ? "
"However, we have found that he was on the surface with a surface dweller." Attuma said, voice monotoned.
These words made K'uk'ulkan's blood boil, his face that was perceived in a calm manner twisted into an enraged one, he gets off his thrown in anger.
"What ? And did you two not think of retrieving him back?" K'uk'ulkan angrily asks, trying to push back his anger that he didn't want to throw at his people, for this anger was towards himself and the surface dweller that took his son from him.
"They don't seem to be hostile with Prince Huracan but we can not be slow as we do not know the true intentions that this surface dweller holds." Attuma states, voice gravel with caution and stoic as their King's blood boiled in anger as to what this surface dweller might do to his only heir.
"We shall leave now to retrieve him." The king announces, the two generals follow behind their kingโ who's mind was now only focused on the safety of his son.
PART 4
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in which you find a child floating in the water and you save them only for your acts of kindness to get misinterpreted by the father who is also the king of an underwater civilization.
PLEASE READ THIS FIRST : this is a story i am writing on wattpad but my wattpad version is more in detail, slightly different and has an oc ( alora ). It has 6 chapters thus far and still work in progress if you want you can check it out with the link below or use the linktree link in my bio to access wattpad but if you feel more comfortable with x reader I'll try and get all the chapters I have currently published over here in a few hours or in a day!
hiraeth ( namor ) wattpad | oc version!
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PART 1, PART 2 , PART 3
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IT HAS BEEN NEARLY a week since you had found the child, in three days you were able to gain his trust. You had also learnt his name to be Huracan- the name of the Storm God.
With the help of a translator, you was able to have basic communication with him and finding out that he came from deep within the ocean.
You noticed that Huracan's wounds had slightly healed up, it was much better then what they were a few days ago- he was healing much faster then a human but you also noticed that his skin started to look even more dry even while he was in the water so you decided on taking him to the tidal pool that was close by to your house.
The boy enjoyed spending the whole day sub merged in a surrounding he was used to while you stayed close by and made sure he was safe and that his wounds won't open up, you noticed that his wounds were healing much faster in the sea water and maybe in a days time they would be completely healed.
Huracan for his age was also very curious, on the third day while he stayed in the bath tub, his gaze would fall on the tap and he would play with it causing the bath tub to over fill , the other day he had reached out for your toothpaste and had splattered it all across his hands and then pressed his tooth paste covered hands against your bathroom walls and when you came back into the bathroom, he just gave you a toothy grin at the mess he made.
You did notice that Huracan was bored laying in the bath tub so you gave him a small house tour which lead to him touching everything and being curious, what grabbed his attention the most was a stuffed whale plushie- it was a gift from your sister but when you saw Huracan hugging it close to him and seemed to relax with it in his grasp, you allowed him to take it.
Today, the two of you left the house early to go to the tidal pool- you thought that if you let Huracan to stay in the water for a bit longer today, his wounds would heal faster , you was also afraid to release him back into the ocean as he could still feel a lot of pain in his torso and you still needed to change his bandages and check on his stitches.
Gently balancing him on your side, the two of you walked down the steps that lead to the sand on the beach- you was glad this area was isolated from tourists and locals - as you help the boy walk towards the tidal pool.
The rocks form a unfinished circle, where on the inside- water from the ocean settled in. You gently places the boy inside the pool, a large smile stretched ear to ear when his feet touch the ocean water as he slowly sinks into the water, his skin turning into a warm milky brown as he floats in it.
You smiles as you watch Huracan splashing about in the water, submerging in it as you sat on one of the rocks just watching and keeping an eye on the boy , just in case if his stitches tear open.
Huracan dives into the water for a longer time, it's been more then ten minutes but you was used to it as you just waits for the boy to come back.
The surface ripples and the boy comes back up, a grin on his face as he extends his hand up to show you something.
"Il tin beetaj le ba'ax tin beetaj!" Huracan says in a cheerful tone, your brows knit together as you understood the word 'made' and 'look'.
The boy swims towards you and then shows you a bracelet he made out of seaweed , a pink sea shell knotted in the middle. It was hastily made but the effort put in it made your smile grow even bigger.
Huracan came closer to you, the smile on his face growing wider as he hands you the seaweed bracelet.
"In tia'al ? " you ask, her pronunciation a bit off but the boy understood as he nods his head vigorously taking the bracelet from your hand to tie it around your right wrist.
You extends your hand up , the sun gently glistening against the pretty sea shell he had found- your heart swelling lightly and a warm feeling spreading through out your as you looks back to see the boy once again splashing about in the water.
In these few days you spent with the youngster, you had felt calm. You didn't know much about him due to the language barrier but from the little you did knew, he was still just a kid - who was just from a different world from yours, he was just a kid that made your days feel a bit more brighter but then the nagging feeling that you will have to let him go back from where he came from constantly reminded you.
After spending some time in the water, you decided it was best to go back inside as you could feel a storm was starting to brew and you also needed to change Huracan's bandages, you reaches a hand out for the boy and he takes it without any hesitation, you noticed that his movements are much more fluid and that he may be healed by tomorrow.
You was about to carry the boy but he stops you by walking on his own-perfectly as he now insists to hold onto your hand.
The two of you walked along the shore, Huracan still holding on to your hand as you had placed a large hat and a towel around him to try and conceal as much of his blue skin just in case someone tries to come onto this part of the beach.
"Paakat!" the boy suddenly says, letting go of your hand and runs towards one of the rocks that were close to the ocean. This alarms you as you run after him and found him looking down at an octopus that seemed to be slowly drying up and it's skin a pale white and what looks like a six pack plastic ring stuck on one of its arm.
"Oh no, it must have washed up way too far from the water and this plastic on it making it worse." You say without hesitation you gently pull the ringed plastic off of it and lift the octopus in your hands, it's tenticles trying to curl around your wrists in any type of defense but it was too weak as you walked towards the ocean, your feet getting submerged in the cool ocean water as you gently placed the octopus in the water.
You watched for a few seconds as the octopus just sat on the sand but after a minute it's tentacles started moving, it's reddish color coming back to its skin as it grew bigger and suddenly just swam into the ocean without looking back causing you to laugh.
"Well it is good now" you state but still wary at the fact that it might get tangled in some plastic again. You turn to Huracan- to find that he was frowning and staring into the ocean, a look of sadness and longing- this causes a wave of guilt to wash over you as the boy might be missing his home and his family.
The salty sea breeze harshly blows against you, the clouds slowly turning a dark grey as rain gently drizzle from above.
"Don't worry, Huracan. Tomorrow definitely, I'll get you back into the ocean." You state, placing a gentle hand on the boy's back as the two of you both walk back towards the house.
PART 3
หโฉ | AUTHOR'S NOTE ; Sorry for the lack of Namor/K'uk'ulkan, I just wanted to show the small bond that is developing between you and Huracan โก
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๐๐๐๐๐บ๐๐...in which you are a cam girl and he is your favorite viewer OR in which you are a final year college student and he is your new professor.
๐๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐... smut, rough sex, oral sex (f and m),possessive sex, hair-pulling, vaginal fingering, masturbating( f and m), doggy style, mating press, language, slight breeding kink, multiple orgasms, body worshipping (f! receiving) (these warnings are for all 4 parts)
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After slipping out of the college building, you both move quickly toward Alhaithamโs car, almost as if trying to stay out of sight, like youโre concealing a secret too precious to be seen. His hand hovers near the small of your back, guiding you with a gentle but firm touch, and your pulse races each time his fingers brush against you. In the dimming evening light, shadows lengthen over the campus, wrapping around you as though trying to draw you together in a quiet intimacy.
Once you reach his car, you both slide in without a word, but the silence thrums with something unspoken. The scent of leather and the faintest trace of his cologne settle around you, mingling with the soft warmth of the evening air. He starts the car, and you canโt help but glance at him, noticing the slight dishevelment in his appearanceโthe faint tousling of his hair, the loosened collar, small signs of the heated moments just passed. Thereโs a charged stillness between you, and when his gaze shifts over, meeting yours, you both exchange a look that says everything without a word.
As he pulls out of the lot, you feel an ache blooming insideโa desire mixed with anticipation, but thereโs an unexpected nervousness threading through it all. Your eyes drift to the darkening sky outside, watching as the soft hues of the sunset melt away, replaced by a quiet dusk that grows thicker with every mile.
Glancing sideways, you catch his profile in the fading light, his expression calm and controlled, yet thereโs an undeniable heat in his gaze when he looks at youโa glint that makes your heart race and your thoughts spin even faster.
Your mind starts racing with a plethora of questions. What would happen after tonight? Would he even care to know you beyond this? Or was this all just a moment of curiosity for him? Youโre excited, yes, but the uncertainty feels like a weight pressing on your chest but then, beneath the excitement and nervous thrill, another reality sharpens into focusโheโs your professor. The thought winds around your mind, a reminder of just how complicated this could become.
The closer you get to your apartment, the more your mind races, tangling with thoughts you canโt quite silence.
In the dim glow of the passing streetlights, he notices the shift in your expression, and his eyes linger on you a little longer. โAre you okay?โ he asks quietly, his voice careful, threading through the silence with a calm steadiness.
You hesitate, glancing down, hands tightening against each other in your lap. Thereโs a flutter of uncertainty and the gnawing fear that maybe youโre reading too much into this. โYeah, I justโฆโ You trail off, trying to find the words, but they feel heavy on your tongue, reluctant to reveal the vulnerability simmering beneath the surface.
He pulls the car to the side of the road, dim and tucked away, turning his full attention to you. His gaze is so intent that it makes you feel seen in a way that both unnerves and comforts you. His expression softens, and the patience in his light turquoise eyes calms some of the jittery nerves swirling in your stomach.
โIf youโre not sure about this,โ he begins, his tone gentle and grounding, โwe donโt have to go any further. I can just take you home, and weโll leave things as they were.โ
The softness in his voice, the reassurance without expectation, makes something twist inside of you, and you shake your head almost instinctively. โNo.โ Your hand reaches out, tentatively finding his where it rests on the console, and his fingers curl around yours, enveloping your hand in his. The size difference is strikingโhis fingers strong, warm, almost encompassing yours entirely. A small comfort, grounding you.
Looking down at your joined hands, your heart stutters with a mix of emotions. Could you really mean this much to him, as more than just something fleeting? Or are you just trying to comfort yourself with false hopes ? You gather your breath, the words tangled in your chest, but you finally find the courage to let them out, voice barely a whisper. โIโฆ I really like you, Alhaitham,โ you admit, eyes flickering up to meet his. โEven though I couldnโt stand you at first,โ you add with a soft, nervous laugh, hoping the admission doesnโt seem foolish.
His thumb gently traces over your knuckles, a faint smile lifting his lips. โIโm aware,โ he says quietly, the teasing lilt in his voice lightening the moment, his eyes crinkling at the corners just slightly, like heโs remembering every sharp look and dismissive glance you ever sent his way.
You try to smile, but the vulnerability hangs heavy. โItโs justโฆ after this, I donโt know how things will be. And I donโt want this to just beโฆ a one-time thing.โ Your voice trembles slightly, betraying the fear youโve tried so hard to hold back. โI know it probably doesnโt mean as much to you. I meanโฆ Iโm just a cam girl to you, right?โ
His expression shifts, a flicker of surprise and something deeper crossing his face. Before you can say anything else, he reaches out, his hand cradling your cheek, thumb tracing softly over your skin, grounding you in that gentle touch. He looks at you with an intensity that goes beyond words, like heโs peeling back every layer, taking in everything youโre struggling to hide.
โIt wasnโtโฆ always this way,โ he admits, his voice low and warm. โAt first, yesโit was just curiosity. But the more I watched, the more I noticed things I didnโt expect.โ His gaze holds yours, his sincerity radiating through every word. โYou arenโt just a face on a screen. Thereโs a depth to youโhow you speak, how you think. I like you forโฆ more than what youโre afraid of.โ
The honesty in his eyes, the gentleness in his touch, dissolves some of the tension in your chest. But the moment feels fragile, like the weight of your insecurities might shatter it, and your breath hitches, the emotion catching in your throat.
Before you realize it, a tear slips down your cheek, thick and glistening, catching the dim light like a crystal. You feel foolish, trying to wipe it away, but he brushes it aside first, his thumb gentle as it trails over your skin, leaving warmth in its wake.
He misreads the reason behind your tears, concern softening his gaze. โYou donโt have to feel pressured into anything,โ he murmurs. โWe can stop here, if this is too much for you.โ
You shake your head, your hand rising to cover his where it cups your cheek, grounding you in the warmth and steadiness of him. โNo, itโsโฆ itโs not that,โ you whisper, voice barely steady. โIโm justโฆ scared, I guess. Iโm scared of wanting more.โ
His thumb brushes gently along your jawline, and his eyes hold yours, unwavering. โYou donโt need to be afraid of that.โ His voice is low, but each word carries a quiet conviction. โI like you too. For more than what you think.โ
The sincerity in his tone, the simple truth of his words, reaches something deep within you. And as you look into his eyes, you see the warmth there, a tenderness that mirrors the feelings youโve kept guarded for so long. Itโs enough to ground you, to soothe the ache of uncertainty, even if just for this moment.
For a while, neither of you speak, the silence settling comfortably between you as his hands stay cradling your face, your fingers gently brushing over his. His eyes search yours with a quiet intensity, as though heโs memorizing every detail, every unspoken thought hidden behind your gaze. And in that stillness, you feel a kind of calmness settle over youโa calmness that promises that whatever comes next, this moment is real.
With the air between you charged, and his touch grounding you in ways you hadnโt expected, your gaze falls to his mouth, lingering there as your pulse quickens. Gathering the courage from the look in his eyesโgentle yet intense, like heโs offering a silent promiseโyou lean in, heart racing as your lips finally meet his.
The first contact is soft, tentative, but quickly the kiss deepens, taking on a fervent urgency. His hands slide up, one hand steady on the side of your face, the other resting along your back, pulling you closer until thereโs no distance left. Your mouths part in sync, and the kiss grows hungrier, tongues brushing, tasting, as if youโre both pouring out every unspoken feeling into that single moment. The sensation is overwhelming, and his mouth against yours feels like a perfect mix of warmth and something deeper, as though heโs letting you glimpse every emotion heโs held back.
Without breaking the kiss, Alhaithamโs hands find your waist, his grip firm but gentle as he guides you across the console, pulling you into his lap. You settle against him, feeling the strength beneath his steady composure, the subtle shift in his breath, as if even he is losing his usual restraint. His hand splays across your lower back, holding you securely as your fingers tangle into his hair, drawing him closer, desperate for more.
You both fit together, the closeness erasing all hesitation. His fingers press into your back, drawing you even closer, and when his tongue slides against yours again, a soft sound escapes you, caught between surprise and desire. The kiss continues, long and unbroken, as if neither of you want it to end. Each movement, each soft press of his lips and gentle trace of his hands, conveys the quiet intensity that words canโt quite capture.
Finally, he pulls back just enough for his forehead to rest against yours, breaths mingling in the close air. His gaze, now clouded and intent, meets yours, and in that stillness, you realize how much you both wanted this momentโhow it goes beyond just the physical, reaching somewhere neither of you had planned.
Your apartment welcomed the both of you in hushed tones, the soft click of the door behind you folding the night outside. You slipped your shoes off with quiet ease, and Alhaitham followed, the space still unfamiliar to him, yet already wrapped in the scent of youโwarm, faintly floral, lived-in.
He didnโt ask where to go. He didnโt need to. When you offered your hand, he took it without hesitation, your fingers weaving into his as you guided him through the soft-lit hall and into your bedroom. It was modest, personal. A place shaped by your solitude and quiet nights. He stood there for a moment, letting his eyes settle on the detailsโthe books on your nightstand, the folds in your bedsheets, the way the curtains swayed slightly from an open window.
You turned to him then, your hand still in his, delicate and steady. โWould you pick something for me? And to put it on ?โ you asked, voice hushed like a confession. โFor tonightโs stream.โ
There was no playfulness in your toneโonly trust. An offering.
He nods. Wordlessly, you slipped your fingers from his and walked to your wardrobe. When you opened it, the different outfits stretched toward him like a quiet invitation. You stepped aside to give him room, and he moved forward with a kind of reverence, letting his gaze drift slowly over silks and lace, colours and textures, all these glimpses of the you the world never truly knew.
His hand hovered for a breath before settling on a pieceโblack, delicate, the kind of fabric that would whisper over skin and hold moonlight in its threads. He drew it out gently, as though it were something sacred.
And thenโhe simply looked at you. Eyes steady, mesmerized. Like he wasnโt just seeing a woman, but a moment. A choice. A silence filled with meaning.
ย Alhaitham gently held up the delicate black lingerie he has picked for you, his eyes met yours, lingering with a mixture of admiration and restraint. The sheer fabric, detailed with intricate lace and soft ribbons, seemed almost fragile in his hands, yet he handled it with reverence, as though it were crafted just for you. His gaze roamed over the piece before returning to meet your eyes, silently asking if you were ready.
As your fingers moved to the hem of your shirt, you felt Alhaithamโs eyes on you, watching your every movement with an intensity that made the room feel warmer. You took a deep, steadying breath, your heart hammering in your chest, then slowly lifted the fabric over your head, letting it fall to the floor. Your hands nimbly work at your bra, snapping it open and releasing your breasts.
Your face burns red, mind racing with thousands of thoughts. You couldn't believe you where undressing in front of your professor, the thought of this made your skin flush and body tremble as his gaze lingered, tracing the lines of your form as if trying to capture each detail, his usual calm demeanor shifting, almost breaking.
Your fingers hooked at your skirt, gulping lighting as you pulled the material down revealing the delicateย panties you wore, adorned with a tiny bow at the front.
The fabric clung to your folds, accentuating the shape of your cunt. A subtle dampness had formed between your folds, making the material slightly sheer, hinting at your body's response to his presence. Alhaitham admired the way the panties hugged you perfectly, creating a contrast that was both innocent and alluring.
Your gaze falls back on him, his grip on the lingerie tight and his eyes never left the sight of your body, drinking it in, you hesitated only slightly before hooking your fingers into the sides of your underwear, feeling sligtly conscious.
His eyes held an unspoken encouragement, unwavering and patient, as if he wanted you to take your time and savor this vulnerable moment.
Finally, you pushed the last piece of fabric down, letting it pool at your feet.ย You stood completely bare before him, every nerve in your body heightened.
Your nipples were perked from the cold chill from the room, your pussy glistening from your arousalโ the sight of you made Alhaithamโs cock throb.
Though he had already seen you in your most intimate moments through the screen, standing here now, bare and vulnerable in front of him, felt entirely different. His gaze roamed over you, slow and reverent, drinking in every detail as if memorizing it. There was an awe in his eyes, as if the glow of your skin and the curve of your form held a softness that had been missed by any camera lens. Here, under his intense gaze, you felt more ethereal than ever, like he was seeing something hidden beneath the surface.
Alhaitham took a step closer, his expression softened, yet his eyes held a hunger that sent a shiver down your spine. Slowly, he reached out, his fingers skimming along your shoulder and down the curve of your arm, a featherlight touch that left goosebumps in its wake. His touch felt reverent, each brush of his hand tracing your form with a sense of purpose.
When he began to dress you, guiding each delicate piece of lingerie onto your skin, his hands worked slowly, his fingers pressing gently into the plushness of your thighs as he adjusted the garters and straps. His hands traced upwards, pausing as his fingertips brushed close to your core, teasing, lingering there with an excruciating lightness. His gaze never left yours, as though drawn to the expression in your eyes, a magnetic pull that kept him anchored.
โYouโre beautiful,โ he murmured, his voice a low hum, his fingers still teasingly close but never quite touching. โMore than I could have imagined.โ
The words left you breathless, and the ghostlike traces of his hands, the heat of his proximity, only intensified the longing pooling between you. His touch was filled with restraint, a slow burn, making every gentle, teasing pass of his fingers a silent promise for what was yet to come. Once Alhaitham had stepped out of frame, he takes a seat on a chair that was directly behind your cam set up. Your eyes were drawn to him, his intense eyes stare at you, you couldn't help but stare at the way
The live session began with a soft chime, and you immediately slipped into your usual persona, a flirtatious smile gracing your lips as you leaned forward, ensuring the angle was just enough to tease your audience without giving too much away.
โGood evening, my loves,โ you purred, your voice dripping with honey. โMiss Bunny missed you all so much. Did you miss me too?โ
The chat exploded with responses, compliments flooding in about how beautiful you looked tonight, how stunning your lingerie was, and how they had been counting the hours until they could see you again. Your fingers danced over the comments as you read them aloud, your tone playful and coy.
โโYou look ravishing tonight, Bunny.โ Aw, thank you! I try my best for you,โ you cooed, shifting slightly on the bed, your skin prickling with awareness.
But despite your focus on the screen, your gaze kept betraying you, darting back to where Alhaitham sat behind the camera. His eyesโthose piercing aquamarine depthsโbore into you, unwavering and intense. The dim light made him appear almost predatory, the sharp lines of his face casting shadows that highlighted the slight tension in his jaw. His shirt stretched over his broad chest, the muscles beneath barely contained, and his long legs spread slightly, a picture of composed control.
Your breath hitched as you adjusted your position, pressing your clothed mound against the soft mattress beneath you, seeking any kind of friction to alleviate the growing ache between your legs. His gaze was doing things to you that the camera never could, igniting a need that made your body hum.
โโYou seem a little distracted tonight, Bunny,โโ you read aloud with a pout, trying to brush off the comment as casually as possible. โOh, Iโm sorry, loves. My professor has been stressing me out. So much work to do after this stream, you wouldnโt believe it.โ You added a playful whine, letting your bottom lip jut out in a pout, but the sudden stillness from behind the camera made your stomach twist.
Then you saw it.
โโOh, does Miss Bunny have a crush on her professor? We all heard you last night~โโ
Your eyes widened, the heat rushing to your face as if you had been caught in the act. For a split second, you froze, unable to tear your gaze from the message, and you heard the faintest sound of movement behind youโa soft exhale from Alhaitham, his presence suddenly heavier in the room.
You quickly tried to recover, laughing it off with a nervous giggle, your voice a pitch higher than usual. โYou all have such vivid imaginations,โ you murmured, your cheeks burning.
But then another comment caught your eye:
โโWhy donโt you show us how much you like your professor, Bunny? Touch yourself while thinking about him.โโ
The suggestion made your breath catch, your immediate instinct to decline, to change the subject and move on. But as you glanced back at Alhaitham, his eyes locked with yours, an idea sparked.
The thought of teasing him, of showing him how much power you could wield even in this vulnerable setting, made your pulse quicken. If he wanted to act unaffected, so composed, you would test that resolve.
โHmm,โ you murmured, your lips curving into a slow, sultry smile. โYou want me to do that? To think about my professor while Iโฆโ
You trailed off, letting your fingers trail teasingly along your thigh, drawing the movement out for maximum effect. Your eyes flicked back to Alhaitham, whose expression remained stoic, though the sharpness in his gaze betrayed the tension simmering beneath his calm faรงade.
โWell,โ you continued, your tone low and seductive, โmaybe Iโll indulge you just this onceโฆโ
Leaning back slightly, you trailed a finger along your collarbone, letting the soft material of your lingerie shift just enough to tease without revealing too much. The chat erupted with responses, flooding your screen with suggestions and desires.
โWell, loves,โ you purred, your voice like velvet, โwhat do you want me to do tonight? Tell me whatโs on your mind.โ
The messages came in fast, some playful, others downright filthy. You skimmed through them, your lips curving into a coy smile.
โโTouch yourself, Bunny,โโ you read aloud, letting a breathy chuckle escape. โโLet us see how much youโre craving.โโ
Your fingers drifted down to the sheer fabric covering your thighs, tracing slow, deliberate circles as you played up the anticipation. You were already soaked, your arousal pooling and seeping through the delicate garment. The cool air against your heated skin only heightened your awareness of just how wet you were.
โAll for you,โ you whispered, letting your voice dip lower, your hand brushing over the sensitive spot between your legs. The friction made you gasp softly, the sound slipping out before you could stop it.
Behind the camera, Alhaitham shifted. The faintest creak of the chair reached your ears, and you dared to glance at him. His aquamarine eyes were darkened, a storm of emotions swirling within themโdesire, tension, and something almost primal. His jaw was clenched, the muscles there tightening as he watched you.
The lighting cast soft shadows on his face, emphasising the sharp angles of his cheekbones and jawline. His hair looked slightly tousled, strands falling over his forehead, catching the dim glow of the room. His shirt clung to his chest, outlining the firm lines of his muscles, and his slacks were taut, leaving little to the imagination as his thighs tensed.
Your gazes locked, and the intensity in his eyes sent a shiver down your spine. You dragged your bottom lip between your teeth, your fingers dipping lower, pressing against the damp fabric as a soft moan escaped your lips. His stare never wavered, and you could see the subtle movement of his throat as he swallowed hard, his restraint slipping.
The chat buzzed with excitement, and you picked out another comment, your voice breathless as you read: โโRoleplay for us, Bunny. Pretend heโs watching you.โโ
You hesitated for a moment, the suggestion sparking a wicked idea. Adjusting yourself on the bed, you let your legs part slightly, giving the cameraโand Alhaithamโa better view.
โAre you watching, sir?โ you murmured, your tone dripping with seduction. โDo you see how much I need you?โ
The words hung in the air, and you didnโt miss the way Alhaithamโs hands gripped the arms of the chair, his knuckles turning white. His chest rose and fell with measured breaths, but his eyes betrayed him, darkened and smouldering as they raked over your every movement.
You pushed the fabric aside slightly, your slick arousal glistening in the low light, and ran your fingers along your folds, teasing yourself as a louder moan slipped free. The sound seemed to snap something in him; his posture stiffened, and his jaw tightened as though he was fighting an internal battle.
Your eyes darted back to his lap, noticing the unmistakable strain in his slacks. His arousal was evident, and the knowledge sent a rush of heat through you. You locked eyes with him again, your gaze challenging, daring him to do something as you pushed the boundaries further.
โWould you punish me for being such a tease, Professor?โ you asked, your voice trembling slightly from the sensations coursing through you but still carrying that edge of defiance. โOr would you finally give me what Iโve been craving?โ
Your eyes darted to Alhaitham as he pulled out his phone, his expression composed and unreadable. Despite his calm demeanour, the air around him was electric, heavy with an unspoken tension. You shifted slightly, feeling the thin fabric of your lingerie press against your damp skin as you adjusted yourself on the bed. His sharp teal eyes caught yours briefly, the faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. It was almost imperceptible, but it was thereโa knowing look that made your stomach twist deliciously with anticipation.
Moments later, the familiar notification chimed, signalling that User1102 had joined your stream. Your heart skipped a beat as you glanced at the comment section, his name boldly displayed among the sea of usernames.
"Ease a finger in for professor. [$100]"
The boldness of the request made your breath hitch. Your gaze snapped back to Alhaitham, who was leaning casually against the chair, his phone resting in his hand as if he hadnโt just typed out that audacious message. His eyes glimmered with mischief, a subtle but undeniable challenge in their depths.
Heat rushed to your cheeks, a mixture of embarrassment and arousal, as the realisation settled in. Heโs User1102. Heโs been watching you consistently all this time. The thought sent a shiver down your spine, and you couldnโt stop the soft groan that slipped from your lips.
Swallowing your nerves, you decided to play along, lifting your gaze back to the camera with a coy smile. โSeems like someone has a thing for professors,โ you purred, your voice dripping with seduction. Your fingers trailed down your body, grazing over the delicate lace of your garment before slipping between your thighs.
Your touch met your slick folds through the sheer fabric, and you let out a soft gasp, your back arching slightly as you pressed against yourself. โAnything for my viewers,โ you whispered, your tone teasing, though your eyes flicked to Alhaitham, whose stare had darkened considerably.
His jaw clenched, and the faint smirk on his lips widened just enough to reveal his amusement. His sharp eyes burned into you, following every movement of your hands with an intensity that made your skin tingle.
The next comment appeared, and you felt your heart race.
"Add another finger. [$100]"
You hesitated, your breath catching as your thighs instinctively clenched together. The sheer audacity of the request made you feel vulnerable, yet you couldnโt ignore the thrill coursing through you. Slowly, you glanced at Alhaitham again.
He didnโt say a word, but the look in his eyes spoke volumes. His composure was maddening, but the way his Adam's apple bobbed ever so slightly as he swallowed betrayed his growing tension. His knuckles were white as he gripped his phone, his slacks tight across his thighs, leaving little to the imagination.
A wicked idea formed in your mind. If he wanted to play this game, you were more than willing to raise the stakes. Sliding your hand beneath the fabric, your fingers dipped into your dripping core, and you let out a soft moan, the sound raw and unrestrained.
โJust for youโฆ professor,โ you murmured breathlessly, your voice laced with feigned innocence as your gaze locked with his. The word rolled off your tongue with deliberate seduction, and the effect was immediate.
Alhaithamโs gaze darkened further, his chest rising and falling as he fought to maintain control. The faint smirk was gone now, replaced by a hunger that made your stomach flip. He shifted slightly in his chair, his hand running over his thigh as if to steady himself, but you didnโt miss the way his pants strained against the evidence of his arousal.
The power shift was intoxicating, and as you moved your fingers within yourself, you felt an overwhelming desire to push him even further.
Your breath hitched as another comment from User1102 appeared on the screen, the message short but dripping with sensual command:
"Faster, bunny. Let me hear how much you want me."
The words sent a jolt straight to your core, your body shivering with a mix of embarrassment and arousal. You couldnโt tear your eyes away from Alhaitham. His teal gaze pierced through you like a flame, sharp and consuming. His composure was crackingโhis jaw tight, his hand gripping the edge of the chair as though it was the only thing keeping him grounded.
Your fingers moved faster, the wet sounds filling the air as you threw your head back, unable to stop the stream of moans spilling from your lips. โP-Professor,โ you whimpered, the word tumbling out as a sinful plea, each syllable heavy with desperation. You didnโt even care if it reached his ears; it was as if the need to push him further, to feel his eyes devour you, overrode everything else.
You blurted shameless phrases, the heat of the moment stripping you of all restraint. โSo tightโฆ so wet for you,โ you babbled, voice breathless and trembling. โYou feel so goodโฆ IโI need you...โ Your voice hitched again, a crescendo of need, and you dared a glance at him.
Alhaithamโs face betrayed him now, the tension in his slacks impossible to miss. His chest rose and fell heavily, his usually stoic expression cracked open by the intensity of his gaze. His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but no words came. The flicker of a vein on his temple spoke volumes about his struggle to remain in control.
The sight of himโso composed yet barely holding backโdrove you over the edge. Your fingers moved with wild abandon, pressing deep, hitting the perfect spot as you gasped and cried out. Pleasure exploded within you, a wave so intense that it left you trembling, your juices spilling over your fingers and soaking the sheer fabric. Your hips bucked helplessly against your own touch, seeking more even as your body spasmed with the force of your orgasm.
โAhโฆ haithโโ you moaned brokenly, his name almost slipping past your lips in a haze of pleasure. Your vision blurred, your breaths coming in short, frantic pants as you slumped forward, utterly spent.
Even as the aftershocks rippled through you, your eyes found him again. He hadnโt moved from his seat, but his grip on the armrest was iron-tight, his knuckles white. His teal eyes burned into yours, fierce and unyielding, the dim lighting casting sharp shadows over his sharp cheekbones and strong jaw. His shirt clung to his chest and shoulders, stretched taut across the muscles youโd memorised in the heat of that unforgettable night.
You couldnโt breathe under the weight of his gaze, its intensity leaving you feeling both exposed and desired in equal measure. Your body still tingled, warmth pooling low in your belly as you realised the effect youโd had on him. Dizzy and dazed, your lips parted as if to speak, but no words came.
Alhaithamโs jaw tightened, and he shifted in his seat, his gaze still locked on you like you were the only thing in the room. The air between you was thick, electric, and filled with an unspoken tension that neither of you could deny.
He had done this to youโundone you completely with just a few typed words and the sheer force of his presence. And as you sat there, still catching your breath, you realised you were utterly and irrevocably at his mercy.
Your eyes lingered on the camera for a moment, chest still heaving as you tried to collect yourself. The wetness on your fingers glistened in the dim light, and a bold idea formed in your hazy mind. Slowly, deliberately, your gaze shifted to Alhaitham, his teal eyes fixed on you with an intensity that made your pulse race anew.
Without breaking eye contact, you brought your fingers to your lips, parting them slightly. Your tongue flicked out, delicate and teasing, before you slowly sucked your fingers clean. The action was languid, sensual, your lips curling slightly as you tasted yourself, never letting go of his piercing gaze.
Alhaithamโs reaction was visceral. His chest rose and fell with deep, controlled breaths, his usually steady composure visibly faltering. His eyes darkened, the teal deepening like a stormy sea, as his jaw tightened, and his Adamโs apple bobbed in a hard swallow. He gripped the armrests of the chair, his knuckles turning white, as though the simple action might tether him to the last shreds of his control.
Heat rolled off him in waves, and for the first time, you felt like you had the upper hand.
You pulled your fingers away with a soft pop, licking your lips before flashing a sweet, playful smile at the camera. "Well, thatโs all for tonight, my lovelies,โ you purred, your tone coy but tinged with lingering arousal. โI have so much work to finish, or my professor will have my assโand not in the fun way.โ
A soft giggle escaped you as you leaned forward, turning the camera off with a final wave. The screen went dark, and the room was silent except for the sound of your uneven breathing.
When you turned back, the weight of the moment hit you like a tidal wave. Alhaitham was still seated, his posture stiff, but his eyesโฆ they burned. The lust in his gaze was undeniable, an unspoken fire that filled the room, making it hard to breathe.
You were still panting, your body warm and buzzing from the performance and his unrelenting attention. The charged silence between you stretched, the air thick with unspoken tension and undeniable want.
Alhaitham didnโt speak immediately, but his eyes roamed over you, drinking in every inch of your flushed skin, every rise and fall of your chest. His expression was unreadable, but the way his gaze lingered on your lips, your trembling thighs, and the evidence of your pleasure told you everything you needed to know.
Alhaitham rose from the chair, his every step deliberate and commanding, his piercing teal eyes never leaving yours. Your breath hitched as he made his way to the bed, his presence suffocating in the most intoxicating way. Sitting on your knees, you felt exposed, your sheer garment clinging to your body, your peaked nipples and damp thighs betraying the desire coursing through you.
He stopped at the edge of the bed, letting one knee sink into the mattress, the slight dip drawing him closer to you. His hand reached out, firm and purposeful, tangling in your hair and cradling the back of your head. His touch was steady, yet it made butterflies erupt in your stomach, their wings frenzied and wild.
His face was so close, his warm breath brushing against your lips as he hovered, teasing, his intense gaze boring into yours. Every fibre of your being screamed for him to close the gap, to claim you. But still, he hesitated, his deep voice soft but commanding as he asked, โAre you sure?โ
The care in his tone, the way he sought your consent even after all the lines youโd crossed together, made your heart swell and your throat tighten. You nodded, unable to find words, the lump of emotion and desire making it impossible.
That was all the confirmation he needed. His lips descended onto yours, warm and soft yet firm with purpose. They moved against yours with a deliberate slowness, coaxing you to match his rhythm. They felt like velvet, smooth and intoxicating, igniting sparks where they touched. He nipped lightly at your bottom lip, and the sharpness sent a shiver down your spine, your lips parting instinctively for him.
His tongue slid into your mouth, warm and wet, exploring with a slow dominance that made you whimper. The kiss deepened, your moans muffled against his lips as his other hand, large and steady, began to trail lightly down your stomach. The touch was featherlight but deliberate, leaving a path of tingling heat in its wake.
When his fingers pressed against your sensitive clit, your entire body jolted, a gasp slipping from your lips into his mouth. The pressure was just right, his movements slow and teasing, and you felt yourself melting under his touch, your body trembling as he controlled the pace. His lips never left yours, his kiss demanding and consuming, as if he couldnโt get enough of you.
Alhaithamโs kisses began to trail downward, leaving a scorching path along your neck, each press of his lips making you arch into him. His hands were firm as they guided you to the edge of the bed, your legs already trembling in anticipation. He pulled away briefly, his eyes dark with intent, before stepping off the bed and kneeling in front of you.
The sight of him thereโon his knees, between your parted thighs, his powerful frame so reverent yet commandingโsent a surge of heat through your body. His hands slid up your thighs, steady and warm, and he pried them further apart with gentle determination. The cool air kissed your damp core through the sheer fabric of your underwear, heightening the sensitivity already coursing through you.
Alhaithamโs teal eyes flicked up to meet yours, and the intensity in his gaze stole the breath from your lungs. His hands squeezed the plush of your hips as he leaned forward, pressing a soft, lingering kiss against your wet, clothed centre. A broken moan slipped from your parted lips at the intimate contact, and your thighs trembled in his grasp.
He repeated the motion, the warmth of his lips against the soaked fabric sending jolts of pleasure through you. Then, with a deliberate slowness that was maddening, he pressed his tongue flat against your clothed slit, the pressure making your body jolt and a louder moan escape you.
His hands gripped your hips firmly as he tugged at the delicate strings of your underwear, letting them snap gently against your skin. The sharp sting mingled with your heightened sensitivity, and you cried out, the sound raw and needy. He did it again, smirking faintly at the way you gasped and squirmed beneath his touch, your body utterly at his mercy.
Finally, he hooked his fingers into the waistband and slid the garment down, his movements slow and deliberate as though savouring every moment. The cool air brushed against your bare skin, and the scent of your arousal hit him, making his cock throb painfully in his slacks.
He paused for a moment, staring at you as though mesmerized, his gaze heavy with lust and hunger. โYouโre perfect,โ he murmured, his voice deep and husky, the words sending a shiver straight to your core.
Alhaithamโs fingers gripped tightly at the plush of your thighs, holding you steady as he leaned in closer, his lips mere inches from your glistening core. The heat of his breath ghosted over your slick folds, sending an involuntary shiver through your body. The anticipation alone had your chest rising and falling rapidly, your breaths shallow and uneven.
Then, his lips pressed gently against your slit, the softness of the touch contrasting with the desperate ache building inside you. A hitched moan spilled from your lips, your head tilting back as the sensation coursed through you. His tongue followed, parting your folds and sweeping a slow, deliberate path up your slit. The motion was unhurried yet thorough, his tongue mapping every inch of you as though savouring every taste.
When he reached your clit, he paused, his lips hovering over the sensitive nub. The first kiss he placed there was featherlight, a teasing brush of warmth that had your body arching towards him. Then, without warning, he sucked, the pressure sending a wave of electric pleasure crashing through you. A cry tore from your throat, raw and uncontrolled, as your toes curled and your thighs instinctively clamped around his head.
Alhaitham didnโt falter. His large hands slid to your thighs, prying them apart effortlessly, his strength leaving you utterly at his mercy. His tongue traced a path back down your slit, the wet muscle flicking and teasing before it dipped lower to circle your puckering entrance. He hesitated just long enough to have your body trembling in anticipation, and then he pressed his tongue against you, teasingly shallow at first before thrusting it deeper.
The sensation was maddening, his tongue delving into you with an intensity that had your thighs shaking around his head. Your hands, braced against the bed, gave out under the onslaught of pleasure, and you collapsed back against the mattress. Alhaitham followed the shift in your position, one hand firm against your thigh to keep your legs open as his other hand steadied your hips.
Your foot scraped against his back as your body writhed beneath him, your senses overwhelmed by the relentless rhythm of his tongue. The wet sounds of his mouth, the faint scrape of his stubble against your sensitive skin, and the way he held you firmly in place made it impossible to think of anything but him.
He groaned low in his throat, the vibrations resonating through your core as he thrust his tongue deeper, as if determined to consume every bit of you. Your vision blurred as your pleasure climbed higher, white-hot heat building low in your abdomen and spreading like fire through your veins.
Your world narrowed to the sensation of himโhis mouth, his hands, his sheer presence consuming you entirely. You were weightless, lost, your body trembling as he pushed you closer to the edge with every stroke of his tongue.
Alhaithamโs eyes met yours, piercing and unwavering, a molten shade of teal that seemed to burn with both intensity and control. His gaze locked onto you as if he was reading every shudder, every tremor of your body. It was impossible to look away, even as you felt the warmth of his tongue tracing along your folds, his lips parting just enough to press firmly against your dripping entrance.
Your breath hitched as his tongue pressed into you, a deep, deliberate stroke that made your thighs tremble against his strong grip. The world seemed to narrow, every sensation amplifying as his tongue worked with precision and purpose. Then, without warning, he thrust his tongue deeper, and your body jolted as a powerful surge of pleasure overcame you.
A sharp cry escaped your lips as your body betrayed you, the overwhelming pleasure forcing you to release. Warm liquid gushed from you in uncontrollable pulses, your body trembling violently as the wave of ecstasy crashed over you. The sound of itโwet and primalโfilled the room, mingling with your laboured moans and the soft groans Alhaitham made as he held you steady.
Mortification crept in as the haze of pleasure started to lift, your cheeks flushing as you realised what had happened. โI-Iโm sorry,โ you stammered, trying to push away, but Alhaithamโs grip only tightened. His firm hands kept your hips pinned against the edge of the bed, his gaze never leaving yours.
โDonโt,โ he murmured against your skin, his deep voice vibrating through you. His lips were still pressed to you, his tongue sliding out to lap at the evidence of your release with slow, deliberate strokes. The way his mouth moved against you sent another ripple of pleasure coursing through your body, making you gasp and shudder.
Alhaitham didnโt falter, his tongue continuing its ministrations as if he was savouring every drop. His eyes, now dark and hooded, bore into yours with an intensity that made your heart race. You couldnโt look away, mesmerised by the sight of himโso composed, yet so utterly consumed by you.
Your body writhed beneath his touch; every nerve alight as he guided you through the aftershocks of your high. His hands caressed your trembling thighs, grounding you even as his mouth refused to let you go. There was no judgement in his gaze, no hesitationโonly raw desire and a determination to coax every ounce of pleasure from you.
When the tremors finally subsided, and your breathing slowed, Alhaitham pulled back just enough to press a kiss to your inner thigh, his lips curved in a faint smirk. โYouโre incredible,โ he murmured, his voice low and gravelly, sending a shiver down your spine.
Alhaitham leaned in, his breath hot against your skin as he moved to the sensitive skin of your inner thigh. His lips pressed firmly there, the warmth of his mouth followed by a teasing flick of his tongue that made your body tense with anticipation. When his teeth grazed your skin, your breath hitched, and then he bit down softly, sucking deeply to leave a mark. The sensation was a delicious mix of sharp and soothing as he licked over the spot, his tongue easing the sting while his lips claimed the area.
"Couldnโt resist," he murmured, his voice a low growl. His teal eyes lifted to meet yours, dark with desire and satisfaction as he admired the mark heโd left behind. "You look even more tempting with my marks on you."
Before you could respond, he began trailing kisses up your body, his lips brushing softly over your stomach, each press of his mouth sending sparks along your skin. His hands slid beneath you, lifting you slightly as he pushed you higher onto the bed, his strength making you feel light in his hold.
Alhaitham's hands slid up your sides, his fingers tracing the delicate lace of your bra. His teal eyes, darkened with hunger, met yours as he hooked a finger under the strap and tugged it down your shoulder with a deliberate slowness that made your breath hitch.
โBeautiful,โ he murmured, his voice low and reverent as his other hand reached behind you to unhook the clasp. The tension snapped with a soft click, and the fabric fell loose, barely clinging to your chest.
With a practiced ease, he slipped the bra off and tossed it aside, his gaze immediately dropping to your bare skin. A soft groan escaped him as he took in the sight.
His warm hands cupped your breasts, thumbs brushing over your nipples, the gentle touch drawing a sharp gasp from you. He leaned in, his lips hovering just above your skin. โBeen wanting to see you like this, beneath me.โ he whispered before he dipped his head and captured your nipple in his mouth, his tongue teasing the sensitive peak as his hands squeezed you firmly.
As he moved, he let his lips linger beneath the swell of your breast, the tender skin there making you shiver under his touch. He kissed deeply, the heat of his mouth igniting a new wave of desire, before he sucked hard, pulling another moan from your lips as he left another hickey, darker and more prominent than the last.
"Couldnโt stop thinking about this," Alhaitham confessed against your skin, his voice gravelly and filled with hunger. "How soft youโd feel, how perfect youโd taste."
His mouth moved higher, capturing your nipple in a heated kiss. His tongue swirled around the sensitive bud before his lips closed over it, sucking gently at first, then harder, drawing gasps and whimpers from you. His other hand moved to your other breast, his fingers rolling and tugging at your nipple, mirroring the attention his mouth gave.
Your back arched, pressing more of yourself into him, and your fingers tangled in his silver hair, tugging softly. The small pull made his eyes flutter shut, and a soft groan rumbled from his chest. "Youโre perfect," he murmured against your skin, his voice muffled but dripping with reverence. "Been wanting to feel you like this, to hear those sounds you make... in person, more real."
His thigh pressed between your legs, the firm, clothed muscle grinding against your slick folds. The friction sent a jolt of pleasure through you, making you gasp as your hips bucked against him instinctively. "Thatโs it," he groaned, his voice rough and low. "Let me feel how much you want me. Donโt hold back."
Your hands tightened in his hair as he alternated between teasing flicks of his tongue and firm sucks to your nipple, the combination making your head spin. The weight of his body above you, the heat of his thigh pressing against your sensitive clit, and the way his cock throbbed against your thigh through his slacksโit was overwhelming in the best way.
"Been wondering," he continued, his voice dark and filled with desire, "how youโd taste, how these perfect tits would feel in my hands, in my mouth. Better than I couldโve imagined."
Every word sent shivers through you, heightening your arousal as his thigh moved in slow, deliberate circles against you. The pressure built steadily, and you couldnโt stop the soft, desperate moans escaping you as his lips continued their assault on your breast.
Alhaithamโs lips trailed from your breast to your neck, his movements slow and deliberate as he pressed soft kisses into your skin. Occasionally, he let his teeth graze your flesh, leaving faint marks that bloomed into a symphony of pretty hues upon your neck. His warm breath fanned over the sensitive area, making your pulse quicken.
Your fingers, trembling with both impatience and desire, fumbled at the buttons of his shirt. Between soft whimpers and gasps, you pouted, โWhy havenโt you taken this off yet?โ
A low chuckle escaped him, deep and resonant, as he leaned down to place a tender kiss on your cheek. โImpatient, are we?โ he teased, his tone laced with amusement. Without breaking his smouldering eye contact, he reached up and shrugged off his shirt, tossing it aside carelessly.
The sight before you made your breath hitch. His body was a masterpieceโbroad shoulders, a sculpted chest with a light dusting of hair, and defined muscles that rippled with every subtle movement. His abs were carved and precise, his V-line disappearing tantalisingly into the waistband of his slacks. Your thighs clenched instinctively, a rush of heat pooling between them as your core fluttered, slick with arousal.
He moved to unbuckle his slacks, the anticipation crackling in the air. He let the fabric fall to the floor, revealing a pair of fitted black boxer briefs that hugged him perfectly, emphasising every detail of his powerful thighs and the prominent bulge straining against the fabric.
When he finally slid the briefs down, your breath caught in your throat. Your eyes trailed over his defined torso, following the tantalising path of his V-line until they reached his cock. Even though you had seen him earlier, the sight still made your heart race and your body ache with need. The thick, veiny length stood proud, the bulbous tip red and glistening with precum, making it look both imposing and utterly irresistible, you could still feel the shape of it down your throat.
Alhaitham smirked at your reaction, his confidence unshaken as he leaned forward, caging your trembling body beneath his. โYouโre staring,โ he teased softly before capturing your lips in a searing kiss, his firm body pressing against yours, igniting a fire that burned through every nerve in your body.
Your moans spilled into his mouth as Alhaitham deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping against yours in a passionate, intimate dance. His large hand cupped your breast, kneading it gently but firmly, his thumb brushing teasing circles over your hardened nipple. The kiss broke with a soft gasp, a delicate string of saliva connecting your swollen lips.
Your eyes, wide and dazed, gazed up at him with such tenderness and desire that it made his chest tighten. You leaned forward, trailing featherlight kisses along the strong column of his neck, your lips brushing against his pulse point before moving to the space between his shoulder and neck. Each touch sent tremors through his body, and a low groan escaped his throat, rumbling deep and primal.
Your hands wandered down his torso, fingers ghosting over his broad chest and rippling abs, your touch leaving a blazing trail of heat in its wake. His muscles tensed and flexed beneath your palms, responding to your exploration. When your fingers brushed over his nipples, his breath hitched, and his eyes fluttered closed for a brief moment, a low hum of pleasure vibrating in his chest.
Your hands slid further down, encircling his back as you pulled him closer, your bare bodies pressing together with electrifying intimacy. The motion caused the tip of his cock to brush against your slick folds, the velvety warmth of your wetness immediately wrapping around him. His thick length nestled perfectly against your clit, the friction sending a jolt of pleasure through both of you.
Alhaitham released a choked moan, his forehead dropping to rest against yours as the sensation of your heat overwhelmed him. His hips instinctively shifted, grinding ever so slightly against you, the pressure intensifying the ache between your thighs. โYouโreโฆ dangerous,โ he murmured, his voice husky and strained, his self-control hanging by a thread.
You trembled beneath him, the intimate contact sending waves of heat cascading through your body. Your lips parted to speak, but all that came out was a soft, needy whimper as your bodies continued to tease and tempt one another in this excruciatingly sweet agony.
His cock slid against you, thick and hot, slipping through the wet mess between your thighs. Every movement sent sparks up your spine, but he was holding backโtrembling with restraint, breath unsteady, eyes locked on where your bodies met.
โWait,โ he muttered, voice breaking like a man on the edge. โI donโt have anythingโno condomโโ You reached for him, cupping his jaw, your thumb brushing the edge of his lower lip. โItโs okay,โ you breathed. โIโm on the pill.โ
His gaze snapped to yours, like your words had cracked something wide open in him. You felt him shudder, a sound dragging out of his chest that was half-relief, half hunger. The thought of spilling his warm cum inside you, marking you made his body shudder and his gaze intense on you.
โI need to be inside you,โ he whisperedโlike it hurt to admit. โI need to feel you. Just you.โ
His larg hands squeezed your hips in reassurance, his one hand holding your hip in place while his other guided his leaking, throbbing cock to align with your fluttering hole, the head of his cock nudged into your warm, hole, tempting him to shove his entire cock into your warm, sticky cunt- he restrained himself, opting to enter you gently, so that he could memerize the feeling of entering your pussy for the first time. He was splitting you open with reverence and desperation in equal measure, your breath hitched as he filled you, inch by aching inch, the stretch stealing every thought from your mind. Your cunt squeezing him tightly, you could feel his precum leaking into you as your arms cling onto him tightly and he finally bottomed into you, he was in you till the hilt as you moaned from the feeling of thick cock.
Your bodies are fully joined, you felt completely full- you could feel every twitch and throb of his cock, your cunt fluttering around him.
โGodโโ he choked. โYou feel like you were made for me.โ You clung to him, legs wrapping around his hips, arms around his shoulders, anchoring him. Anchoring you.
He started to move. Not gentle, not measuredโbut with purpose. With need. His hips met yours in steady, grounding thrusts, every motion thick with tension, each one deeper than the last. His cock coming till the tip just for him to slam into you, hard. Your bodies moved in tandem, like waves finding the shore after a long storm.
His lips brushed your temple, your cheek, your mouthโfevered kisses, half-formed words lost in the spaces between. Your moans melted into his sighs; gasps tangled in the hush of skin meeting skin.
And then, his voiceโlow, hoarse, barely human.
ย โI keep thinking about it. How Iโm inside you. Raw. How I can come in you, and thereโs nothing stopping it. Just youโtaking it. Letting me give you everything.โ
You whimpered, your body clenching around him, answering a call neither of you could speak aloud. You drag your nails along his back, his rhythm faltered, his control slipping. As he holds your hips tightly, the sound of your juices mixing together and skin slapping against each other echoed throughout the room tangling with his groans and your moans.
โI want to fill you,โ he groaned, his turquoise eyes staring deeply into yours, his forehead pressed against yours as his breath brushed against your swollen lips. โWant to stay buried in you and never leave. Want to see my cum leaking out when Iโm done.โ He says, this making your toes curl as he hits a certain spot in you causing a loud moan to leave from your parted lips, your back arching off the bed, your pert nipples pressing into his chest. He noticed this and started thrusting harder in that spot watching as you become a babbling mess, drool slipping out from your mouth, your face flashed red.
โprofessor, professor-โ you moaned out in eustacy, Alhaitham groaned when you had said that his mouth trailing kisses from cheek to your neck as he licks a spot before biting down hard on your neck and slamming hard into your g-spot.
The tension in your tummy snapped, your eyes widening as they roll back, the wordโ professorโ tumbling out of your mouth numerous times as your orgasm stole your breath, took your voice, dragged you into light. You shattered, clutching him tight, your body gripping him like you never wanted to let go. Alhaitham groaned as your warm wetness that made your hole sticky, your cum messing his pelvis as he thrusted faster into you as you laid beneath him in a dazed state still murmuring professor โ fucked out.
โIโm going to give you every single drop of my cum, mark your insides white with my cumโ he grabs a fist full of your, his eyes staring into yours flickering from your eyes to your lips and to the mess between the two of you as he moans, his teeth now nipping at your ear as you squeezed around him and moaned. โ be a good girl and let your professor cum in you ? yeah?โ you cried out a yes as he started to thrust into you extremely fast, with a ragged gasp, burying himself deep, hips pressed flush as he comes to a still - ย he spilled inside you. Hot, pulsing, endlessly into your womb.
His skin damp with sweat as your mouth hung open wide, thick tears rolling down your cheeks as you squeezed him tightly, the warm feeling of his cum entering you made your toes curl as another orgasm ripped through your spent pussy, your cries echoing throughout the room as you clung to him.
His breath was still ragged as he came down from his high, body trembling above yours. But even with his release still warm inside you, even with your walls fluttering in the aftermath, he couldnโt stop. Not yet. Not when your body clung to him so sweetly, when your warmth still pulsed around his softening cock like it didnโt want to let him go.
He needed you to cum again on his cock.
He kissed youโslow, tender kisses dragged across your lips, your jaw, your templeโas if to soothe the overstimulation, to ground you again. But you whimpered softly against his mouth, hips twitching as he began to roll them forward again, lazily at first, letting himself harden once more inside you.
โAlhaitham,โ you breathed, voice trembling. โIโmโฆ Iโm sensitive.โ
โI know,โ he whispered, brushing your hair back as he peppered kisses along your cheek. โI know, sweet girl. Just one more time. Let me.โ His hands slid down to your hips, strong and sure as he held you in place. He moved with more control now, patient and hungry all at once, grinding slowly into your oversensitive core until you whimpered beneath him, thighs quivering from the overstimulation.
Then, without a word, he withdrewโonly to flip you gently onto your stomach.
The shift made your breath hitch, your cheek pressing into the soft sheets as he guided you up on all fours with a steady hand on your lower back. He knelt behind you, eyes devouring the slick trail out of your puffy cunt, his own release trickling from between your thighs. Your ass perfectly perched in front of him, your cunt twitching as he groaned at the sight.
โLook at this mess,โ he murmured, thumbing at your cunt, watching it flutter around nothing. โAnd youโre still so wet.โ
You whimpered, your hips jerking as he lined himself up again, and this time, he pushed in slowly from behind, dragging every thick inch along your stretched walls. The new angle made your arms trembleโso deep it stole the air from your lungs.
Your fingers clenched the sheets. He was already buried to the hilt, already overwhelming. But then his grip on your hips tightenedโand he began to move.
Harder this time.
His thighs smacked against yours, his rhythm relentless, fucking into you with deep, purposeful thrusts that had you gasping with every stroke. You collapsed forward onto your elbows, unable to hold yourself up as your body gave out from the intensity. But he followedโhis chest pressed along your back, his arms sliding around you to cage you in, to keep you still as he pounded into you from behind.
Your face was turned into the mattress, mouth open in a silent moan as his cock slid in and out of your soaked cunt with a filthy, wet sound. You were overstimulated, trembling, but you couldnโt stopโcouldnโt stop the way your hips arched back into his, the way you sobbed his name between incoherent blabbering gasps.
โPleaseโAlhaitham, itโsโtoo muchโahโโ your voice broke into a cry, tears prickling in your eyes from the sheer intensity of it.
But he kissed your shoulder, groaning as your walls clenched tight around him again.
โI know, baby. I know. Just a little more, be a good girl for your professorโ he rasped into your skin, voice almost reverent. โYouโre taking me so well. So, fucking good for me.โ
You were losing yourself. His cock rubbed against every sweet spot inside you, over and over, making your vision blur, your thoughts dissolve. All you could do was cry out his name, your hands fisting the sheets as he fucked you through the overwhelming pleasure, chasing another release you hadnโt even realized you were building toward.
And through it all, he held you tightโpressed flush to your back, fucking you deep and hard like he wanted to leave a part of himself inside you forever.
Your body trembled beneath him, muscles taut and overstimulated, but Alhaitham wasnโt slowing down. His thrusts had grown rougher, deeper guided by instinct, by the primal need to leave every inch of himself inside you. You were utterly at his mercy, your moans broken and high-pitched, caught somewhere between pleasure and desperation.
Your walls clenched wildly around him, fluttering with every thick drag of his cock, and he could feel itโhow close you were, how your body was winding tighter and tighter, teetering on the edge of something overwhelming.
He leaned forward, breath hot against your neck as he groaned, โYouโre going to come again, arenโt you?โ You could only whimper in response, voice caught in your throat, your mind hazy from the sheer stimulation.
โFuckโthis pussy was made for me,โ he growled low in your ear. โSo tight, so warm. ย Gonna milk every drop out of me, arenโt you?โ His hand slipped down your stomach, finding your clit with practiced ease, rubbing tight, perfect circles in rhythm with his thrusts. The touch sent you overโyour body locked up, back arching, and a broken, desperate cry tore from your throat as your orgasm hit you like a crashing wave. You spasmed around him, pulsing so hard that it nearly forced him out of you, your legs shaking uncontrollably.
โAhโfuck,โ he gasped, gritting his teeth as your walls gripped him like a vice. โJust like that, miss bunnyโฆ just like that.โ With one last, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt and cameโhot and thick and endless. His cock throbbed as he spilled into you, every drop of his cum pouring into your twitching, fluttering cunt. He groaned low in his throat, hips grinding against your ass, as if he could push it deeper, keep it there inside you forever.
He stayed there for a moment, breathing hard, his chest rising and falling against your back. Then, slowly, he pulled outโand watched. His cum spilled from your swollen pussy in slow, glistening rivulets, and the sight nearly made him hard again. He watched the way you clenched and shuddered, as if trying to hold it in, and a deep, primal satisfaction flared in his chest.
โFuck,โ he muttered, thumbing at your folds, watching his seed drip from you. โYou look so good like this. Stuffed full of me.โย A darker thought crossed his mindโhow beautiful youโd look covered in his cum, painted in thick streaks across your back, your thighs, your pretty lips. But that was for another time. Another night.
Instead, he leaned down and kissed youโslow, deep, reverent. His tongue brushed against yours, warm and gentle now, the urgency faded into something deeper. Something tender. His fingers stroked your sides, tracing every inch of you like he never wanted to forget the feel.
When he pulled back, your lips were red, kissed raw, your eyes still hazy.
โYouโre mine,โ he whispered, brushing your hair back, lips brushing your temple. โEvery last inch of you.โ And in that moment, with his warmth still inside you and his mouth still lingering against your skin, it felt like the truth.
The room still pulsed with the aftermath of what youโd shared, but Alhaitham was already moving, already thinking of you. He rose without a word, padded across the room, and returned with a warm cloth again. You barely flinched when it touched between your thighsโhis hands were slow, mindful, reverent, and his eyes never left your face.
He kissed the inside of your knee once he was done, and then whispered, โCome on. Let me take care of you.โ The bathroom light was dim, the tub already filling when you followed him in. He tested the temperature with his hand, then helped you in first, easing you down into the steaming water with that same quiet patience. The warmth cradled your sore muscles, the scent of soap and something faintly floral curling in the air.
Then he joined youโsettling in behind, arms encircling your waist, his chest firm and warm against your back. Your head found his shoulder without thought. His cheek rested against your temple.
For a long while, you didnโt speak. The only sounds were the gentle ripple of water and the echo of your slowed breathing. Eventually, his fingers found yours beneath the surface, weaving them together.
โThis wasnโt supposed to happen like this,โ he murmured into your hair.
You smiled, lips curving against his skin. โAnd yetโฆ I donโt regret a single part of it.โ
He was quiet again, but his arms tightened around you just a little, like heโd needed to hear that more than he realized.
โYou feelโฆ real,โ he finally said. โNot just a face on a screen. Not just my student. Youโreโฆ more.โ
You tilted your head back to look up at him. His eyes were soft now, stripped of all his usual restraint. You reached up to brush your fingers along his jaw.
โAnd youโre not just my favourite viewer anymore.โ
That earned a rare smile, and he leaned down to kiss youโslow and unhurried, like there was no longer any need to rush.
When he pulled back, your head found his chest again, the steady beat of his heart beneath your cheek. The water sloshed gently around you, and the world felt far away.
For tonight, there was nothing else. Just the warmth of his arms, the weight of something unspoken settling between you both, and the comfort of finally being seenโnot through a screen, but through the eyes of someone who wanted to know you, every part of you.
And maybe that was enough. Or maybe it was just the beginning.
-Usagiiโs Note
OH. MY. GOD. Itโs DONE. This fic has been sitting on my chest like a whole demon for months, and now I can finally breathe. Writing this was a journeyโmessy, chaotic, a little unhingedโbut Iโm so proud of how it turned out in the end.
Huge love to everyone who read, liked, commented, screamed, or just quietly supported me through this fic. Youโre the real MVPs.
This is the final chapter of Blurred lines - Professor Alhaitham x Cam Girl Reader. Weโre closing the door, turning off the camera, and moving on. Iโm not coming back to this one, so if youโve been along for the ride, THANK YOU. Truly.
But donโt worryโIโm not disappearing. My next work? Letโs just say itโs Alhaitham x bunny girl reader, enemies-to- friends- lovers with reader getting her heat and she has to share a room with haitham (one bed trope, my favv. Does anyone else like it ? hehehehe).
Anyways, I write smut, fluff, and the occasional brainrot, so check out my other works if youโre in the mood for more chaos.
Byeeee~
OH ALSO I KNOW HE BE TIPPING YOU SO DAMN HIGH OKAY ?! I DONT CARE AINT NO WAY IMMA PUT THERE HE TIPPED YOU 10$ i mean gurl you are so hawt you deserve billions JHWJHEJKDW okay i shall leave fr
Hii! I am so so for the rambling omg!!
If itโs okay, can I please request a Soulmate!Namor x fem!human reader where she is a nurse and she was hired to travel with the CIA ship that was digging for Vibraniam in the ocean (over Talokan). She has her own little nurseโs office, tucked away in the middle of the ship, also she has noise cancelling headphones because she has a lot of sensory issues. So with the headphones and being tucked far away from the deck (therefore as she didnโt hear the siren call or the fighting), Y/n has no idea that Namorโs Talokanil army attacked the ship until they bust into the room sheโs in (which Iโm sure sheโd be terrified as she has no fighting experience), and they kinda drag her out to Namor and he at first has every intention on killing the last surface dweller aboard, until he looks in her eyes and everything changes๐ฅบ๐ฅบ๐๐ + Namor calming a terrified, crying Y/n down, petting her hair softly, holding her close and calmly explains that heโs putting a mask on her so that she can breathe when they go underwater, that sheโs safe/he wonโt hurt her, etcโฆ Also him covering her ears when noises overload her๐ฅบ (Also him giving her the ability to breathe underwater once they get to his cave + making it to where she ages slow like him) + they fall in love and she doesnโt want to leave Talokan or Namor ever ๐ฅบ
OMG DONT SAY SORRY FOR RAMBLING BECAUSE WHAT U HAVE JUST SAID IS SO FREAKING AMAZING, MAKING ME EXCITED TO WRITE THIS CAUSE ITS AN AMAIZNG IDEA! ILL DEFINITELY GET THIS DONE RIGHT AWAY BEHRB I LOVE THIS IDEA SO SO SO MUCH !! ๐
If you take requests for hsr
So how about an assassin reader and emperor Jing Yuan? Reader is sent to assassinate Jing Yuan, but he already knows so he gladly waits for them to show up and he decided to make a ball. If you want you can use quotes I wrote that would work if you decide to write my request.
Here are the quotes cuz it didn't had space for them lmao
โขโLet me call you mine, just for tonight.โ
โข"You can deny your feelings all you want, but you know you can't resist me."
โข"There're no words in this world that can describe the beauty you hold."
Oo I love this idea ! ! I shall get working on it right away also a few questions before I start !
โIs reader gender neutral or do you want specific gender ? I mainly work with female reader
โdo u also want smut /NSFW ?
anywhere can be paradise as long as you have the will to live โก (๐๐ + ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐!) no requests !! currently busy w college !!
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