JUSTICE!!!!! π―π°πΈπ π
(Contains Chloe Salt, Lila Salt, Bustier Salt, Damocles Salt, and Mayor Bourgeois Salt.)
If there was one thing that all of the heroes hated, it would be anyone that would get away with their crimes. After all, if they were allowed to get away with everything that they do, then they would most likely grow up to be criminals since they would actually believe that they could get away with these things because they have gotten away with things for their entire lives.
White Wolf and Beautifly did not have much experience with that. At least, other than the queen bee wannabes back in their home country that tried to get away with their actions but was actually punished by their parents, teachers, or both. So, it was sadly something that was really only a big problem in Paris.
And the problem's name is Chloe Bourgeois.
Chloe definitely has had a very complicated last couple of years. Her mom had left her and her father for a long time to run her fashion critic business in New York until returning the previous year. And during that time, Chloe had become one of the biggest bullies in Paris that constantly used the fact that since her father is the mayor, she can do whatever she wants and always gets away with everything she does. But then she had accidentally discovered the bee miraculous, transforming into the hero Queen Bee on live television. She actually then started to get better as a person until Ladybug decided to no longer give her the bee miraculous because her identity was known.
Things had started off with the usual Chloe reactions. She whined, complained, and threw tantrums that a five-year-old would be jealous of. She also started to demand that Ladybug give her back the bee miraculous. She even went as far as to get a Bat Signal-like light to shine a bee symbol into the sky every single akuma attack to try and get Ladybug to give her back the miraculous. Like everything else in her life, Chloe felt entitled to the bee miraculous and had pretty much tried to claim it as her own despite how it did not actually belong to her.
And the longer that Ladybug went without giving it to her, the more bitter that she got. Even after being told by Ladybug that she would not get the miraculous back, she still would constantly demand the miraculous to be given back to her. It was the first time that she had ever been denied anything in her life since she usually got everything she wanted because of her father spoiling her.
So, she had done the unthinkable. When Hawkmoth managed to get his hands on the Miracle Box, he went to Chloe and offered her the bee miraculous in exchange for her teaming up with him. And she did with almost no hesitation at all. She let him akumatize her into Miracle Queen, which was basically an upgraded version of her Queen Wasp akuma form. Her swarm of magical bees could control people.
She used her powers to take control of nearly everyone in Paris. But the worst part was that because Hawkmoth had the Miracle Box, she had exposed all of the temporary heroes. Meaning that Rena Rouge, Carapace, Viperion, Ryuko, Pegasus, and King Monkey could no longer be called upon because that would put them and their families in danger.
Now, it was back to being just Ladybug, Cat Noir, White Wolf, and Beautifly. And while four heroes were better than two, it was still not as good as when they had an entire team behind them.
Now, one would think that things might have been looking up at least a little bit. Such as Chloe now actually getting punished for what she had done. And without Chloe, that would mean fewer akumas being caused because she would not be around to bully others. But, that would be wrong.
Once again, Chloe was being allowed to get away with everything that she had done. Her father and the police all refused to do anything to punish her. Of course, most of the police wanted her charged, or punished in some way, but the mayor and Lieutenant Raincomprix both did everything they could to prevent that.
It was driving almost everyone in Paris crazy. Everyone knew about Chloe teaming up with Hawkmoth and yet nothing could be done because of how corrupt her father was.
Of course, that was nothing compared to just completely and utterly PISSED that Alya was. She had been a superhero, a dream that she had since was a little kid, and that had been taken from her because of Chloe. With her identity exposed to Hawkmoth, she and the other temporary heroes could not get their miraculous again since Hawkmoth knew their identities. It would put them and their families in danger if Ladybug tried to keep them on the team. If the rest of Paris was ready to riot, Alya was ready to go to war in order for Chloe to be punished finally.
And as for the remaining heroes, they were clueless about what to do. Yes, they were looked up to by almost all of Paris as well as being seen as the only way to fight against akumas since the police could not fight against their powers. But, at the same time, they did not actually have any real authority. So, as much as they want Chloe to finally face some consequences, they did not have the power to do so. At least, not in the normal sense, anyway.
"No, you can not turn her into an ice statue," Ladybug tells White Wolf for what felt like the millionth time.
"Why not," White Wolf pouted like a little kid. "She deserves it and it's not like she would actually die since my Winter's Touch power is magical and it would be more like she is frozen in time."
"You gotta admit, m'lady, that it is a very tempting offer," Cat Noir snickered.
"Am I the only sane one here," Ladybug asked, looking up at the sky.
"Yes," Beautifly answered. "Yes, you are."
"Just be lucky that White Wolf is the one offering t use his power and not me," Cat Noir stated. "Though, using Cataclysm on her is also very tempting."
The four heroes were at the top of the Eiffel Tower talking about what they could possibly do. They were currently lucky that Hawkmoth has not made any more moves yet, but that did not mean that they were not on high alert. Not only did he still have Chloe as someone he could akumatize at any time because she was willing to team up with him, but he also had Master Fu's tablet with the translated Miraculous Spellbook on it. With it, he could repair the peacock miraculous and they could be seeing a lot more sentimonster in the future.
"We need an actual legal way to handle this," Ladybug tells them. "We may have these powers, but that does not make us above the law. We'd be no better than Hawkmoth if we use our powers in that way."
"What legal way do we even have when it comes to Chloe," White Wolf crossed his arms. "With her father and Raincomprix doing everything they can to keep her from having any type of consequences, there is nothing we can do."
"Literally all of Paris knows what Chloe did and still nothing is being done about it because of them," Beautifly said.
"Not to mention how her teacher and that principal at her school have also been protecting her," Cat Noir added. "I have heard how they have been pretty much a protection force for her at school. Especially since Alya is REALLY mad about no longer being able to be a hero."
"I heard that Alya and Kim have both gotten more detentions than anyone else has all year because of the number of confrontations that they have with Chloe," Beautifly says.
"Can't we try and use the temporary heroes to get Chloe punished," Ladybug did not want to try and resort to anything underhanded. "They all witnessed what Chloe had done after they got unhypnotized. They know that she did not forget what she had done, unlike all other akumas. And such witnesses like that are very strong in court."
"Except that, it could easily be explained that they could be lying about Chloe in order to just get her in trouble," White Wolf says. "Alya and Kim were both akumatized because of Chloe. Luka's sister was akumatized because of Chloe. Max is friends with both Kim and Alix, who were also akumatized because of Chloe. Nino would also be upset about Alya being akumatized because of Chloe. Kagami might be the only one that could work, but they could still say that she is trying to lie because she is jealous about Chloe being so close to Adrien."
"As much as I hate to admit it, White Wolf is right," Cat Noir said. "I hate not being able to do anything, but Chloe has been getting away with everything for too long."
"Not to mention how much of a toxic cycle seems to happen around her," Beautifly says. "Almost every adult around her bends to will. Her father, Raincomprix, Bustier, Damocles. With so many adults that constantly do whatever she wants, it is a cycle that almost never ends because it repeats itself over and over again."
"And me giving her back the bee miraculous multiple times probably did not help that," Ladybug facepalmed. "I knew her identity was known and yet I went right to her when her father was akumatized. If I had gone to someone else and never gave her back the bee miraculous after she became Queen Wasp, this might not have happened."
"Look, as much as White Wolf and I usually disagree with a lot of your actions, this was almost all Chloe's fault," Beautifly tells the ladybug hero. "Yes, you made the wrong decision to give the miraculous back to Chloe during Maladiktator and even during Heroes Day as well, but Chloe made all her own choices."
"If anyone is at fault, it's the adults around her," White Wolf said. "Between her father always giving her everything she wants, her teacher telling all her bullying victims to forgive her, and Damocles never letting anyone punish her, Chloe grew into the most entitled person in Paris. She fully believed that she could get whatever she wanted just because she wanted it. So, when you denied her the bee miraculous, that was probably the first time in her life that she was ever denied anything. And she couldn't handle that."
"It definitely explains a lot," Cat Noir says. "I have lived in Paris all my life, so I have also known about Chloe for all that time as well. Whenever she is denied anything even slightly, even something as simple as just having free time, she will go to any lengths to get what she wants."
"That explains that fire department incident that happened before Despair Bear," Ladybug said. "As if Chloe would ever be willing to stand around and be taught how to bake something. She would never want to 'get her hands dirty.' Plus, it is well known how much she hates the Dupain-Cheng family and the Tom Dupain was the one teaching that class."
"I have had their pastries before and it is no wonder why they are known as the best in Paris," Cat Noir was currently looking very hungry.
"We'll get you a bowl of milk later, kitty," White Wolf teased the black cat hero. "For now, we need to find a way to get Chloe to actually pay for what she has done."
"There has to be some way to override the mayor," Beautifly says. "If he won't do anything, there has to be someone in power that would be able to finally have Chloe dealt with."
"Well, why not go to the president," Cat Noir suggested. "His name is Emmanuel Macron, right?"
Literally, all three other heroes facepalmed at the suggestion. It was so simple that they were annoyed that none had thought of it sooner. Ladybug was especially annoyed because she had lived in Paris all her life and yet she did not think of that. There was a reason why she was the one with the Lucky Charms. Because she was built more for complicated plans that always worked out in the end. Cat Noir was definitely a lot more simple when it came to any plans that he came up with.Β
"He is aware of what has been going on in Paris," Ladybug said. "Especially after what happened in New York, which almost caused an international incident since a French terrorist almost caused World War III."
"He would be the one to have more power than the mayor," White Wolf says. "Maybe if we go to him, he could actually do something about Chloe. Especially if we give him any and all evidence that we can gather."
"Witness statements from civilians that saw Chloe's behavior after she was de-akumatized," Beautifly started a list. "Video statements from the temporary heroes. Character witnesses from her classmates. And we can also provide statements as well since we saw everything as well. There might even be some street cameras that recorded everything as well."
"And isn't Max, who was Pegasus, a computer expert," Cat Noir remembered. "He does have that little robot boy with him all the time. Maybe he could help with that."
Since Adrien was in class with Max, he knew very well to not call Markov a "thing" or anything else that would make it appear like he thought Markov was an object. He really liked the little AI and found him adorable. And since Markov was able to be akumatized, he certainly was not fully a robot since he had actual working emotions.
"Maybe this time, there will be some actual punishment that will stick," Ladybug said.
*****
The four heroes all did as much work as they could. Especially since things in Paris were only getting worse because of Chloe and her father.
Chloe had pretty much ramped up her bullying into physical abuse. She now believed that she was utterly invincible since she got away with helping Hawkmoth. She constantly tripped Juleka and Rose whenever they were walking to their desks. She ripped up three of Nathaniel's sketchbooks, including one that had the newest drawings for his and Marc's comic. She dumped a bucket of paint onto a dress that Marinette had been designing in the art room. She had used her influence over Damocles to get Mylene banned from being in any school play. Not to mention also using her influence over Damocles to get Nino's headphones, Alix's skates, Rose's perfume, and even Markov all confiscated and locked in Damocles' office "because they annoyed her."
Her father was no better. Many of his staff members at both City Hall and at the hotel have quit in protest of how corrupt he was and how he handled everything his daughter did. But when they did that, the mayor then had them blacklisted from the careers that they had the most experience in and from jobs that related to the careers that they loved. They all had to settle for jobs that they hated but had to do to support their families. Alya had to convince her mother not to quit the hotel because she knew how much her mother loved being a chef. She could not imagine the pain her mother would feel if she was blacklisted from being a chef anywhere since it was her mother's dream. Not even her hatred of Chloe would make her put her mother through that.
The heroes all worked to gather as much evidence as they could to bring to the president.Β
Ladybug recorded all of the temporary heroes. Not only to get their statements about what had happened during Miracle Queen but to also ask them about any and all experiences they had with Chloe or her father. Beautifly was the one that went to Max, after she had also rescued Markov from Damocles, and had him check street cameras to see what they saw. And to their luck, the camera caught the entire battle with both perfect audio and visual proof of Chloe's actions. White Wolf and Cat Noir were the ones that got statements from regular civilians about things they all knew and had seen both Chloe and her father do. The ones blacklisted by the mayor were more than happy to spill all the tea that they had on him not to mention how there were dozens of people that had something to say about Chloe and her behavior.
They did not even have to wait a week before they had more than enough evidence on both members of the Bourgeois family. It was very ironic that someone as horrible as Audrey "Style Queen" Bourgeois was actually the nicest of the family after everything they discovered about Chloe and the mayor.
They gathered at the Eiffel Tower again, Ladybug holding the horse miraculous so that they could teleport right to the president. All they did was nod at each other before Ladybug combined her miraculous with the horse so that they could open the portal. Ladybug used Voyage and the portal was opened.
Macron nearly jumped out of his skin when a bright blue portal opened up in his office. Papers were literally thrown into the air when he jumped. He was about to yell for his guards and press the alarm button until he saw who stepped out of the portal. He was shocked to see the four heroes come into his office.
"Sorry to burst in on you like this, Mr. President, but we had no other choice," Ladybug tells him.
"Ladybug, Cat Noir, White Wolf, Beautifly," Macron greeted all of them. "I am already aware of Hawkmoth, so what else would there be for you to talk to me about."
"We have recently battled and defeated someone that was a willing accomplice to Hawkmoth," Cat Noir tells him. "And because of this person, all of our temporary heroes have had their identities exposed, which puts their lives and the lives of their families in danger."
"This person also caused the previous Guardian of the Miraculous to give up his role and his memories in order to keep Hawkmoth from getting his hands on the rest of the miraculous," Beautifly adds. "With the role being passed to Ladybug, that puts more responsibility on her shoulders, which means less focus on finding out who Hawkmoth is."
Macron listened to them and he was honestly shocked. He ordered the mayor to keep him updated constantly on the actions of Hawkmoth. He wanted to make sure that he knew if the terrorist had a rise in power that could spread his akumas beyond Paris and into other parts of France. So, for him to not know that there was someone that willingly worked with the terrorist was shocking to him.
"If you have defeated this person, then why come to me," he asked them. "Were you somehow aware that I did not know about this?"
"We took an educated guess that you were not told based on who this person was," White Wolf stated. "But this person is exactly why we are here."
"Who is the person that worked with Hawkmoth," Macron asked them.
The heroes all shared a look with each other, getting as serious as they could.
"Chloe Bourgeois," Ladybug tells him. "The daughter of the mayor. And that is probably also why you were not told about her teaming up with Hawkmoth."
Macron definitely did not expect that. He had met Chloe a few times when he visited the mayor of Paris as part of how he always checks in on the leaders of individual cities as part of his responsibilities to all of France. He needed to make sure every city had the best leader they could have. And while he thought that Mayor Bourgeois lacked a spine when it came to his daughter, he was definitely a lot better than that fencing teacher that wanted to turn back time to the dark ages since that was when his ancestor ruled Paris with an iron fist.
"I am aware of Miss. Bourgeois's behavior problems, but are you sure that she was willing," Macron had to make sure. "After all, I am aware that akuma victims always forget everything that happened while they were akumatized."
The heroes all nodded, making the president worry.
"Chloe was different than all other akumas," White Wolf said. "All akumas have completely different personalities since their negative emotions are enhanced when akumatized. It is why they have such a drive to seek revenge, deliver justice, seek out the truth, and every other goal that they have when akumatized. But, Chloe was exactly the same while she was Miracle Queen."
Ladybug placed her yo-yo onto the president's desk. Her yo-yo was the easiest device to use to present their evidence since it came with a very easy-to-use holographic screen that appears over the regular screen when it is needed. Since all their communicators were connected, Beautifly sent the video that she had gotten from Max and the camera to Ladybug's yo-yo to be played.Β
Macron watched the video. He easily recognized Chloe since she looked a lot like herself even when akumatized. He was visually horrified when he watched her out all of the temporary heroes right in front of Hawkmoth and Mayura. And he was only made even angrier when he saw how all of them were teenagers, which meant that they and their families would only be even more helpless without them being able to use the miraculous anymore.
He did think that it seemed like every other akuma fight that he was aware of. Sure, Chloe did act the same as she normally did, but that was not real proof. It was only when it reached later in the video that he got the biggest shock.
"As you can see, Chloe remembered everything even after she was de-akumatized," Beautifly said. "And even after she was defeated, she actually tried to grab onto another akuma that Hawkmoth sent to her. But after Ladybug stopped her, she tried to use all the miraculous at once to get the upper hand. It was a good thing that she did not know the transformation phrases nor knew how to fuse the miraculous together. If she did, we would have been in trouble."
"I can not believe that a teenage girl would actually team up with a terrorist," Macron was so shocked.
"That is because Chloe wanted the bee miraculous," Ladybug tells him. "But, that is partially my fault. I had gotten the bee miraculous from the Guardian to use against Chloe's mother when she was akumatized into a very powerful villain. But, in all the chaos, I lost it when it was knocked out of my hands and it fell down the Eiffel Tower. Chloe found it and then transformed into the hero, Queen Bee, on live television."
"I am already aware of her being Queen Bee," Macron says. "I don't think anyone in France is unaware of that."
"But that is part of the problem," Ladybug continued. "Chloe might have been trying to impress her mother that way, but she also did not know how to actually be a hero since that would actually require her to be selfless. But she only knows how to be selfish. Her first 'act' as a hero was trying to save a subway train from crashing, but it was only going to crash because Chloe used her miraculous power to paralyze the driver. A lot of people could have been hurt or even killed because of her actions."
"And not only that, but Chloe also refused to give back the bee miraculous when Ladybug and I went to get it from her after we saved the train," Cat Noir said. "After that, she had been akumatized into Queen Wasp. We managed to get the miraculous back after that, but Ladybug was forced to give the bee miraculous back to Chloe during Maladiktator and Heroes Day. Because of that, Chloe felt entitled to the bee miraculous and had claimed it as her own even when it never belonged to her."
"But, Chloe could not accept that," White Wolf says. "Even when Ladybug told her that she would not be given the bee miraculous again, she still believed that it was hers. She even got a bat-signal-type spotlight to shine a bee symbol into the sky whenever an akuma happened in hope of getting the bee miraculous again. But, the thing was, she never said it was to get THE bee miraculous back but to get HER miraculous back. She actually believed that it belonged to her. And the more that Ladybug denied her that, the angrier she got."
"Chloe had never been denied anything in her life," Ladybug said. "She has gotten away with bullying, cheating, threatening others, abusing others, and has basically turned her school into a living hell for everyone around her."
"And even before that, Chloe was basically a human breeding ground for akumas," Cat Noir added. "She has caused the most akumas out of everyone else that has ever caused one. Especially since others are usually caused by accidents, misunderstandings, or just general bad days. But with Chloe, she treats people so badly that it is a shock whenever she is actuallyΒ notΒ the cause of an akuma."
Cat Noir then put up the videos that he and White Wolf had from the interviews that they did with the civilians. Macron was shown many people that had been affected by both Chloe and her father.
"She locked me in the bathroom just so that she could stand next to her obsession in the class picture," Juleka said.
"She made fun of my stage fright and tried to replace me in a class movie we were doing just so she could force a kiss on Adrien," Mylene says.
"She called me a monster just because I was the first person akumatized," Ivan added.
"She once told me 'once a villain, always a villain' because I became Stormy Weather and yet she was akumatized more times than me," Aurore said.
"She pretended to be Ladybug during an interview that I was having just so that she could lie about 'Ladybug' being best friends with 'Chloe'," Jagged Stone said.
"She got my music video shut down and also basically banned me from performing in Paris just because she did not get to play Ladybug in my music video," Clara Nightingale says.
"She got my dad fired just because he would not investigate someone that she accused of stealing even when there was no evidence," Sabrina looked like she had not stopped crying for days.Β
"She ripped up my letter to Prince Ali when I asked her to give it to him when she was meeting him," Rose never liked talking bad about anyone, but Chloe was her exception.Β
"She destroyed my family heirloom just because she did not think it was worth anything since I was the one that owned it," Alix was still furious even when the miraculous cure had fixed her watch.
"She outed my old crush on a friend, vandalized one of my drawings, and insulted my art as a whole all on my birthday," Nathaniel was speaking up instead of being shy this time.
Of course, White Wolf and Cat Noir also got interviews with Marinette, Adrien, Lyon, and Vallia. Since the civilian interviews were separate from the former hero interviews, they had to be interviewed as well. Lucky for them that Cat Noir managed to make up a good enough excuse when Adrien needed to be interviewed and the same was said about the other heroes as well.
Adrien had put up with a lot from Chloe. He believed that she was a good person since that was the side that he knew from all the years he had with her since she was his childhood friend. But now, there are some things that not even he could explain, excuse, or forgive. Nino is his best friend while Alya, Kim, Luka, and Max were also his friends. And Kagami was very special to him. He would NEVER be able to forgive Chloe for outing them as heroes and putting their lives in danger like that.
"She tried to have our father's flower shop in Paris closed down because he would not sell her a rare Ghost Orchid flower that was well known to be at the Garden Family Sanctuary back in Greece," Lyon says.
"She tried to steal the family medallions that my brother and I wear because she wanted the sapphire and rose quartz gemstones that they are made out of," Vallia said.
"She clings onto me as if I am some type of trophy to be won," Adrien shivered and rubbed his arm that Chloe usually grabs onto. "She has also lied to tons of people about me being in love with her. She even tricked me into signing a poster that she had already written a declaration of love onto as a fake Valentine's Day present from me. I've been her friend since we were kids, but I can no longer make any excuses for her. She dug herself into this hole and now she has to lie in it."
"She has been nothing but a bullying, spoiled, heartless, brat for over ten years," Marinette really needed to get it off her chest. "It's one thing to just be either copying her mother or lashing out at the world because of her mother leaving their family for New York, but what Chloe has become reaches FAR beyond anything that either of those things could explain. She stole one of my designs for a fashion design contest and tried to pass it off as her own. She sabotaged my great uncle in a cooking competition just because he was making something she did not like on top of how he was related to me. She's gotten over sixteen people akumatized, including almost her entire class, her own father, and so many others. My parents were on that train that she tried to crash just to show off her miraculous powers in front of her mother. She tried to get me banished from Paris just because I said that she was not a hero. I once said that Chloe did not have a heart, and Chloe has never done anything but prove me right."
And then the videos changed to the interviews that the two male heroes did with those that were affected by the mayor. And while there were not as many as those who there was against Chloe, there were still a lot of people that hated her father. And it was not just hatred, as they actually did all have real issues with Mayor Bourgeois.Β
There were plenty of people that spoke out about how he blacklisted them from the careers that they were good at and what they dreamed of doing. And it was just because they quit since they did not approve of how he was letting his terrorist daughter walk around with no punishment at all. There was even a woman that started crying during her interview because she was a single mother and she was worried about not being able to take care of her kids since finding a good-paying job was so hard because of being blacklisted.
There were also plenty of cops that were interviewed as well. They were the good ones that all wanted to arrest Chloe for what she had done. They vented their frustrations over how the mayor and Raincomprix were stopping them from righting such a serious wrong just because they bent to the will of a spoiled brat. And not even just that, but all the other times where they had been forced to not investigate Hawkmoth. Every time any of them were caught trying to figure out who Hawkmoth was or, at least, where he was, then they would have their jobs threatened.
They were told that it was the job of the heroes to take care of Hawkmoth, but none of them actually believed it when they were told. All of them were sure that the mayor was taking bribes from Hawkmoth in order for the police to not search for him. And since the heroes were so busy with the akumas, they were unable to go after any leads to Hawkmoth. Especially since the only suspect they had was taken off the list because he was akumatized.
But then came the interviews that were like the cream of the crops. The interviews with the former heroes. And they definitely all had plenty to say about Chloe and her father.
"I built an AI named Markov, who actually feels human emotions realistically enough to be akumatized," Max says. "And she got him confiscated as if he was just a toy because I refused to do her homework for her."
"She's tried to have my family's houseboat taken away from us several times a week even when we have all the needed paperwork to show that we have full permission to live on the boat in that part of the Seine," Luka said.
"I saved up for months to get her a special jeweled broach for Valentine's Day," Kim was kicking himself for ever having a crush on her. "And not only did she harshly reject me, but she also sent a humiliating picture of me to everyone in the class. She also got me kicked off the swim team because I refused to carry her books around for her."
"She tried to have me blacklisted from ever being a real DJ or film director for literally no reason other than that she wanted to," Nino was almost as mad as Alya. "She got my headphones confiscated even when I was not using them just because they were something that made me happy."
"She has tried to get my mother and I banished back to Japan just because I am dating the boy that she is obsessed with," Kagami said. "She has no concept that Adrien is his own person and it is his choice about who he chooses to date. But she believes that just because she wants him that she can have him."
"I am sick and tired of her getting away with everything horrible that she does to everyone," Alya was on a warpath. "She's broken into my best friend's locker, destroyed a gift that she made our teacher for her birthday, treated her supposed best friend as a slave to do her work for her, had gotten me suspended for taking a picture of her locker when she was the one that left it open in the first place, made a fake video of herself as Ladybug praising herself about all her actions as Queen Bee, tried to get my blog shut down when I refused to post anything about Queen Bee, and has just basically been the worst human being in all of Paris."
Ladybug then closed her yo-yo and took it back. She would make copies to give to whoever else would need them, but she would be keeping the originals so that she would always have them. Just in case the mayor or Raincomprix were able to get the copies to "disappear" before a trial could happen.
"We know that Chloe is still just a teenager, but nothing excuses what she has done," Ladybug tells the president. "She is old enough to know right from wrong, but she simply doesn't care. Chloe only cares about Chloe."
"Hawkmoth could have actually won when she became Miracle Queen," Cat Noir says. "And who knows what could have happened if he got his hands on our miraculous. But all Chloe cared about what getting what she wanted. She needs to finally be taught that actions have consequences."
"Her father is doing everything in his power to stop that from happening," White Wolf pointed out. "He has always done everything he could to keep her happy. It was why he shut down Clara Nightingale's music video when Chloe was not cast as the lead."
"Chloe's most well-known catchphrase, other than her saying 'ridiculous, utterly ridiculous' a lot, is pretty much her threatening to call her father," Beautifly said. "She is like a much worse version of Draco Malfoy from Harry Potter."
"So, that is why you came to me," Macron put two and two together.
The heroes all nodded.
"You are the only one that can override the mayor," Ladybug tells him. "We have put up with a lot of crap from the Bourgeois family for a long time, but we have reached the end of all our ropes. Things need to change before they get any worse than they already are."
Macron looked at all four of the heroes in front of them. He knew that they were all young, but seeing them in person revealed that none of them could be older than sixteen. And just seeing the tiredness in their eyes, he could easily tell that all of them could really use a break in everything that was happening. And since Cat Noir had said that Chloe has been the cause of so many akumas, then getting her off the streets actually could give them the break that they needed.
"I will see what I can do," Macron had a fire in his eyes.
The heroes hoped that he actually could do something.
*****
It turned out that the heroes did not have to wait very long.
Marinette was running late to school, as usual, when she had to come to a sudden stop right in front of Dupont. There was a big crowd of students standing in the doorway and on the steps of the school as well. And looking at where they were staring, she could understand why they were all just standing there.
Chloe was being dragged into a police-like car. But the cars looked like they were a lot more secure than anything she had seen in Paris. The only time she had seen a police car that secure was when Sabrina's dad had been akumatized into Rogercop, which had also changed his police car as well into something a lot more high tech and dangerous.
Chloe was currently being dragged into the police car while she was literally kicking and screaming. She kept going on and on about her father being the mayor and they couldn't do anything to her. But the ones putting her in the car only rolled their eyes and didn't care what she was saying.
Marinette went over to where Adrien, Lyon, and Vallia were all watching this happen.
"Do I even want to know," she asked them with her eyebrow raised.
"Chloe is being arrested," Lyon did not beat around the bush when he delivered news like that. "It seems that the President of France has finally learned what she did as Miracle Queen."
"Guess she's not much of a queen anymore," Vallia giggled.
The two Greek teens looked a little too happy with what was going on. Not that Marinette blamed them.
"At least someone is finally doing something about her," Marinette says.
"I wonder when the school is going to start partying," Adrien chuckled. "After all, didn't a party start seconds after Chloe had announced that she was moving to New York last year?"
"You mean the party that you did not approve of," Marinette raised an eyebrow.
"You are never going to let it go, are you," Adrien asked her.
"I can not help but love teasing others," Marinette giggled. "I introduced Alya to Jagged Stone last month and she actually fainted. And when she woke up, a did a perfect impression of her when she would tell me to just be myself when I was nervous and could not speak properly."
"Word has it that the president is also currently at City Hall arresting the mayor as well," Lyon said. "Abuse of power is a serious thing when it is used in the way that the mayor was using it."
"I hope this also helps the people that the mayor blacklisted after they quit working for him," Vallia stated.
"I hope that this helps everyone," Adrien says. "I also heard that the president and his most trusted officers will be doing in-person interviews with as many people as they can."
"I guess that would help even if they have seen videos like what would be on the street security cameras," Marinette said.
The show was soon ruined when Damocles, who was looking really red in the face from what just happened, ordered all the students to get to class. Even when he was hated by almost the entire school for how he always lets Chloe get away with everything, he was still their principal, so they listened to him.
Everyone went to their classes, but that did not stop them from talking about anything but Chloe finally getting what she deserves. By the time Marinette finally found Alya, the reporter hopeful looked like Christmas had come early. Literally, the entire school looked ready to throw the biggest party ever. Not even Hawkmoth being defeated would make them this happy. But that was mostly because Chloe has been terrorizing all of them for a lot longer than Hawkmoth has.Β
Bustier's class was probably the most excited out of them all. Especially Marinette, Nino, Kim, Sabrina, Juleka, Max, and Rose. All of them have been in the same class for a long time. Nino had a different one the previous year, but his vacation away from Chloe ended when he was once again back with the rest of them.
Marinette was the one that first approached Sabrina.
"Hey, Marinette," Sabrina tried to not look her in the eye.
"How are you doing, Sabrina," Marinette asked her. "I know that things have been really hard for you, lately."
Sabrina might have been the person closest to Chloe, thinking that she was the blond's best friend, but she was also the one that was tormented by Chloe the longest as well. Sabrina just did not know it because of how she had been basically brainwashed by Chloe. And it did not help that her own father had been in the mayor's pocket for so long.
"I...I've been better," Sabrina did not want to lie. "Mom's taken custody of me and I've started therapy. But, it is still going to be some time before I actually feel okay again."
"You will get there, I'm sure," Marinette comforted her.
"Mom thinks so as well," Sabrina said. "She only says that I need time."
"Your mom sounds like a smart lady," Marinette softly smiled at the redhead.
She knew that Sabrina's parents went through a very messy divorce several years ago. Sabrina's mother was a lawyer, so she was infuriated by her husband's lack of a spine and lack of a moral compass when it came to the mayor. But when they divorced, Sabrina's dad was able to have full custody of her while her mother only got visits every weekend because of his "connection" to the mayor.
"She's trying to make up for how she believes that she did not fight hard enough for custody of me during the divorce," Sabrina says. "I don't blame her for anything since it was not like she could have done anything when the mayor backed up my dad during custody agreements. She did not have the needed power back them."
"Well, I hope that you will be able to have a much better time at school and at home from now on," Marinette tells her.
"Thanks, Marinette," Sabrina smiled at her.
Everyone went back to their seats and Marinette joined Alya in their usual seats. But she kept an eye on Sabrina since she was still worried about her. Sabrina's mental state after being Chloe's slave and minion for so long could not be the best. And with everything going on, she really worried about the next time that the redhead would be akumatized. She was dangerous enough as Vanisher and Miraculer.
"How's she doing," Alya asked Marinette.
"She's making slow progress, but that is better than no progress," Marinette says. "I think Chloe finally being arrested with probably help a lot."
"That pretty much helped everyone," Alya giggled. "I have never been so happy in my entire life."
Marinette also giggled since she was definitely happy as well. Bustier soon came in, even as everyone was still happily chatting. But unlike all her happy students, the teacher looked sad.
Everyone, even while very happy for Chloe finally being out of their hair, got out their books. They still wanted to at least try and have a normal day before they all went home and celebrated with their parents. Especially Juleka since she knew her mother was going to be REALLY happy when she finds out.
"I am sure that you all saw what had happened outside of the school a few minutes ago," Bustier started. "And in light of that, I am giving you all a very special assignment that might be of great help to someone in need."
The class all shared slight looks with each other. They were all confused by this. They knew that their teacher was very nice, but they had no idea who this "someone in need" was. But, they all had a bad feeling about what this could be about.
"What is she talking about," all of them were thinking.
And that is when a bomb is dropped on them after their teacher passed out paper for them all to write on.
"Chloe is going to need all the help that she can get," Bustier says. "And as her classmates, those that know her the most, today's assignment is to write a letter about all the good things about Chloe that you know. I am sure that this will really help during her trial."
That definitely was something the class did not expect at all. They knew that Bustier was known as the nicest teacher in the school, but this was a level of nice that took to a toxic level of niceness. They all shared looks again as their eyes widen.
Chloe had tormented them all for years. She had bullied them, destroyed their things, called them every mean word under the sun, not to mention endangering the lives of some of them when she exposed them as heroes. None of them had anything nice to say about her on a good day. So, they definitely had nothing nice to say now.
"Ms.Bustier..." Alya tried to say something.
"I know that some of you might not have had many good moments with Chloe, but she really needs the help," Bustier did not let Alya talk. "Once they see that she just needs to be shown love and kindness, then they will let her go. Just write all the good things about Chloe that you can think of."
While Bustier might believe that what she was saying was a good thing, her students did not feel the same. All of them looked at each other even more. Sabrina, in particular, looked horrified at the thought of being forced to write anything nice about Chloe.Β
Alix was the first to say something.
"Write all the good things about Chloe, that's easy," she said, then crumbled up the paper in front of her and threw it behind her. "Nothing. Assignment done."
Bustier looked shocked at what Alix had just done.
"Alix has never said anything more right in her life," Alya followed her lead and crumbled up her paper as well. "We can not write anything good or nice about Chloe because there is nothing good or nice about her."
"The black panthers at the zoo where Alya's dad works are nicer than Chloe," Kim stated.
"The irony," Max stated since he was very aware of what Kim did that got Alya's dad akumatized.
All of the students did the same as Alix and Alya. They crumbled up the papers and threw them away. Well, they recycled them since they all knew that Mylene would have their heads if they were disrespectful to the environment. Lila was the only one that did not do anything to the paper. But, why would she have anything against Chloe when she was also secretly working with Hawkmoth.
"I find it hard to believe that you actually want us to do that," Marinette looked like she wanted to throw up.
"Marinette," Bustier gasped at what Marinette had said.
"Chloe dug herself into this hole and it is not our job to dig her out," Marinette continued. "She bullied us, tormented us, got almost all of us akumatized. She has been nothing but our tormentor for years. And not that she is finally getting what she deserves, you actually want to try and excuse the things that she did? What kind of teacher are you?"
"Marinette, that is no way to speak to me or about Chloe," Bustier actually had the gall to scold Marinette.
"And that is no way to speak to Marinette just because she is telling the truth," Lyon spoke up. "Vallia and I may not have been in this class as long as others have, but even we know that Chloe does not deserve the help from anyone in this class. Not after everything she has done to them."
Vallia then spoke up after her brother. "Taking away myself, my brother, Marinette, and Adrien, since none of us have been akumatized, Chloe has been responsible for literally everyone being akumatized other than Nino, Max, and Lila. And she has not once apologized for any of her actions that caused those things to happen."
"I doubt that Chloe has ever said the word 'sorry' in her life," Nino crossed his arms as he almost growled.
"That word is probably not even in her vocabulary," Max said.
"Children, please," Bustier tried to calm them all down. "I know that Chloe is not the easiest person to be around..."
"Not the easiest person," Marinette was on her feet this time. "She had Juleka locked in the bathroom, she ripped up Rose's letter to Prince Ali, she bullied Mylene over her stage fright, she called Ivan a monster, she got Alya unfairly suspended, she called Sabrina invisible and pretended like she didn't exist, she sent an embarrassing picture of Kim to the entire class, she ruined a bunch of Nathaniel's drawings and sketchbooks, and destroyed Alix's watch, she stole my hat design for the contest Adrien's father had here. Chloe has been nothing but a bully for over ten years and now she is a terrorist finally getting what she deserves."
"Marinette, that is no way to talk about Chloe," Bustier scolded her again. "We talked about the Marinettes of the world."
"Stop," Adrien was the one that stood up this time.
"Adrien," Bustier was really shocked at this.
"There is nothing that can excuse Chloe's behavior this time," Adrien actually glared at their teacher. "I believe in taking the high road when it actually would work, but this is NOT something that can be ignored. Chloe WILLINGLY worked with Hawkmoth just because she was not getting what she wanted for once in her entire spoiled life. She exposed all of the temporary heroes. Alya, Nino, Kim, Max, Luka, and Kagami now all have their lies in danger because Hawkmoth could try and get to Ladybug, Cat Noir, White Wolf, and Beautifly through them. They and their families are in danger. Nothing can excuse Chloe's actions when she causes something like that to happen."
"But Chloe was akumatized," Lila spoke up for the very first time. "Why is everyone so sure that she all that stuff willingly."
"Of course, she would stick up for Chloe," Adrien turned his glare to Lila, shocking her. "She did trick me into leaving Ladybug to Oni-Chan's mercy by faking being injured. She probably was delighted to hear that Ladybug almost lost that time."
"The proof was given," Max said. "I helped Beautifly find the needed footage of Chloe willingly helping Hawkmoth. And I have to say... it felt SO good."
"Way to go, Max," Kim gave his best friend a high-five.
"I can not believe you all," Bustier was shocked by what was happening. "I have taught you all that love and kindness are the way to handle others. This is not what I taught you."
"You did not teach love and kindness, either," Marinette snapped. "What you were teaching us was to be doormats and that people are allowed to walk all over us and treat us badly with no consequences being ever given to them. It is not our job to make Chloe better through kindness and love. It is the job of the adults. And it is the adults that failed because they brought Chloe up to believe that she can do whatever she wanted whenever she wanted with no consequences. Well, it is about time for those wrongs to finally be made right."
"You enabling Chloe has only served to make her worse," Adrien tells Bustier. "Letting her get away with everything she does while scolding others when they are rightfully upset with her just proves to Chloe that she can do whatever she wants no matter what."
"You actually had the gall to give Chloe credit for the present that Marinette made you and then she destroyed," Alya was also on her feet. "Chloe broke into Marinette's locker to do that and yet you did nothing to make Chloe think that what she did was wrong. You actually took Marinette aside instead. That is wrong on so many levels."
"You victim blame and that only makes it so much worse," Lyon said. "Scolding people for being upset with Chloe even when they have every right to be. Bullies need to be punished, not their victims. As a teacher, it is your job to protect your students and yet you left them at the mercy of a heartless bully who never has and never will show any remorse for her actions."
"Athena, as the goddess of wisdom, would be very disappointed that a teacher like you exists," Vallia said. "Your theory about love and kindness might work in fairy tales, but this is the real world and Chloe is finally getting some real-world consequences."
"Sit down, all of you," Bustier raised her voice for once. "I am completely appalled that you are saying these things. Chloe is a sweet girl that only needs to be shown kindness. Now, you will all sit down and write nice things about her before you all get detention."
That definitely made all of the class snap. They were all on their feet and shouting at Bustier that they would never have anything nice to say about Chloe. They hurled every insult that they could about the blond brat at their supposed teacher. None of them could believe that she was so sure about Chloe that she would allow them to suffer just to try and prove herself right. It was all so intense that most of them would have missed the policeman that came through the door if not for the fact that all of them had auras of authority around them. The room soon went silent.
"Caline Bustier," one of them asked.
"Yes, the teacher answered.
"You are under arrest," another said as they put her hands behind her back as they also placed handcuffs on her.
"What! Why," Bustier was shocked and confused.
"For child endangerment, child abuse, and helping a criminal," one of the officers said.
"I have never helped a criminal a day in my life," Bustier protested.
"Does the name Chloe Bourgeois ring a bell," another officer asked her. "Helping someone that aided a terrorist get away with their crimes makes you guilty of helping a criminal."
"That owl-obsessed principal of yours was also arrested for the same crimes," a third officer said.
The class was speechless, but it was not like they did not think something like this might happen with how often the principal and Bustier excused everything Chloe has done. Karma must have been working overtime to deal with all of these corrupt people.
Chloe was sentenced to juvie for the rest of her teen years before she would be transferred to a maximum-security prison for her crimes. Her father did not end up any better since it was proven that he was taking bribes from Hawkmoth to not have the local police search for him while the heroes dealt with the actual akumas. He was given life in prison. The same was the sentence given to former policeman Raincomprix since he was almost as corrupt as the mayor. Bustier and Damocles were not sentenced to prison, but they both had their teaching licenses revoked with no way to get them back while they were also blacklisted from ever getting any jobs in education ever again.
Now, the heroes only had two more issues that they hoped to deal with as soon as possible. Hawkmoth and Liar Rossi.
I've been looking for this story! It's hilarious!!!!
Anybody recognize her? π
After a disappointing vacation to Africa, Nana decided to visit Paris instead. There were less bad kitties there.
Plagg suddenly sneezed. Adrien felt a chill down his spine and raised the aircon temperature.
Nana liked Paris. The culture and friendly Parisians were charming, she was even getting addicted to the goodies at the Dupain-Cheng patisserie. She decided to visit there every day to try a new treat.
Marinette was such a darling girl that she even gave Nana a homemade Christmas present for being such a regular customer.
The only thing annoying Nana were the frequent akumas and that bad black kitty.
Not that the akumas ever attacked her. They just disrupted her holiday itinerary. And she is not impressed by a flirty kitty distracting a serious heroine.
One day, nearing Christmas, Nana had just neared the patisserie to give Marinette one of her handmade scarves. They both love to bond about the joys of knitting. When she saw a girl in ugly orange play a flute, before suddenly turning into Marinette, but with an evil smile.
Ugh. Another akuma. But this one trying to frame Marinette? Unacceptable.
As Volpina started wrecking the bakery (the real Marinette was outside giving gifts to the homeless and orphanages), Nana suddenly came in and said, βBad akuma!β
To Volpinaβs surprise, the little old lady whacked her in the head with a surprisingly heavy purse, breaking her illusion in a puff of orange smoke.
Nana: framing a sweet girl on Christmas Eve? Unforgivable! Take that! And that!
Basically Nana gives Volpina a major beat down.
Tom: Nana, stop, sheβs just a girl!
Nana: sheβs an akuma with a magical suit.
Tom: true...but still...
Nana: she framed your daughter
Tom: sheβs not worth it
Nana: she still deserves a good smack. In my day, we would have used a cane.
I think a cane would be preferable to her purse...
Volpina: Hawkmoth, help!
The akuma left Lila alone. Nana had to stop now. But Lila was still bruised without a miraculous cure.
Lila: what is wrong with you? How could you hurt me?
Nana: how could you frame Marinette? Such a sweet girl, giving gifts to the poor.
Lila: sheβs a bully
Nana: ha! As if! I know bullies, and Marinette is definitely not one. You seem like the type.
Lila: I am not! I help Prince Ali with his charities.
Nana: never heard of him. But if you yourself claim to be innocent, why the desire for revenge, huh?
Lila: it was Hawkmoth!
Nana: he only persuades you to do what you already want to do!
Lila: no, I-
Nana smacked Lila on the face again. βAnd thatβs for still trying to frame Marinette on Christmas Eve!β
Lila burst into tears and ran away, terrified of the old lady. Itβs not like she can turn people on an elderly lady...especially when they also seem either awed or petrified of her.
Hawkmoth felt Volpinaβs pain and wondered what would happen if he akumatized the old lady...maybe another day...he called back his akuma.
Nathalie looked up when Gabriel left his lair. βNo new akuma? What happened to Miss Rossiβs petty jealous tantrum?β
Gabriel: she got beat up by an old lady
Nathalie: I wish I could have seen it
Gabriel: Iβm pretty sure I saw a customer filming it.
Nathalie: do you think Lilaβs resulting embarrassment will be worth an akuma?
Gabriel:...you just want to watch her get beat up again, donβt you?
Nathalie: Iβm the one who has to spend more time with her at photoshoots. The brat is insufferable and exhausting. And she never shuts up! If sheβs not bragging, sheβs whining.
Gabriel: mmm....consider it an extra Christmas present then.
True to form, the video of Nana beating up Volpina before calling out Lila for wanting to frame Marinette got a million hits within ten minutes. Lilaβs accusations about Marinette being a bully are in direct contrast to her public actions giving free presents and food. Nanaβs remark about how Hawkmoth only encouraged her inner desires also struck home. Lila wanted to hurt Marinette. If she were really a victim, she would want justice/revenge and truth, not framework. Thatβs not how previous bullied-victims-turned-akumas had done. Stoneheart and Evillustrator sought revenge, not framing. Lady Wifi and Silencer sought truth.
Confronted by all the negative comments, Lila is transformed back into Volpina to frame Nana as a wacko old lady.
She returns to the patisserie with her new disguise and wrecks the shop, insulting Marinetteβs family in the process.
Marinette correctly suspects this is a vengeful Volpina rather than the real Nana, who mentioned she would be on a museum tour.
Nana learns of the imposter and asks her fellow tour groupΓ©es to help clear her name. They all post her true whereabouts and declare her innocence.
Chat Noir is alarmed at this and runs to the museum to protect Nana because obviously Volpina will be after her.
To everyoneβs surprise, Nana is not welcoming towards the hero offering her a lift to safety. Instead he is the next one to receive a purse in the face.
Nana: bad kitty! Didnβt your parents teach you to treat your elders with respect? Learn to ask for permission before carrying me around like a bride across the city! And you think an old lady canβt take care of herself? Give us more credit! Donβt assume we are all fragile and vulnerable. I can take care of myself!
Ladybug arrives.
Ladybug: Nana! Oh, Iβm so glad youβre alright. Um...why are you hitting Chat Noir with a ruler?
Nana: this bad kitty needs to learn manners.
Ladybug: Chat, say youβre sorry. But Nana, we canβt ask you to fight in this battle for us. Itβs our job to take care of you. Which is a shame because you are really good at kicking akuma butt.
Nana patted Ladybugβs cheek. βSuch a sweet girl. Donβt worry. I can check out the gift store and hide in there. But that faker will probably find me there. Why not use me as bait?β
Rena shows up. βThatβs what Iβm here for.β
Rena plays her flute and transforms into Nana.
Nana hummed, eyeing her doppleganger. βNot bad.β
Volpina does show up, intent on proving she can take on an old lady. Come on, she has agility, she should have some strength too.
Only Nana turns out to be an angry Rena.
When Lila is deakumatized, both Rena and Nana tear into her for lying and framing an old lady. And yes, the matter is clear that Lila and Ladybug are not best friends at all.
There are videos of this, of course. And some commenters join the cause to unravel Lilaβs outrageous lies, helpfully told by their classmates.
It is enough to gather the attention of the embassy. Mrs Rossi is ashamed of her daughter and agrees to send her back home because clearly she will be very negative in this city for a while now.
Not that home is any better since her videos have gone viral all around the world.
Lila is sentenced to homeschooling where she is safe. But to prevent her from learning of her own infamy, all electronics are confiscated. Lila herself knows any dreams of fame and riches are now dashed unless she wants to turn to crime.
She will have to undergo a major physical transformation and get a new name if she wants to re-enter society....after she is cleared by her psychiatrist that is...
Back in Paris, Chat wonders why the old lady seems to hate him. Then he finds a news article about her beating up a lion.
Plagg: she hates cats in general. Lucky us.
Nose bleed....πβπβͺπ
Cockwarming Scenarios
A/N: This is for my @bnhabookclub bingo card where I had the prompt βCockwarming!β enjoy sinners (:<
Pairings: Bakugo x Reader, Kirishima x Reader, Sero x Reader, Dabi x Reader, Hawks x Reader
Warnings: 18+, smut, cockwarming, (also breeding kink and dumbification in hawksβ whoops sorry)
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you stumbled out of the club, smoothing down the front of your dress as you steadied yourself. the night air was cool against your faceβa welcome contrast to the hot, smoke-filled haze inside the club.
your mind was full of the overwhelming need to be home, to satiate the dull ache thatβd been growing in your core from the moment you took your first sip of alcohol, to dream up scenarios in your head since clearly no man in real lifeβor at least, in that clubβcould compare to your imagination.
frustrated, you stepped out to the curb, throwing your arm up in an attempt to call a taxi over.
this is what happens when everyone i go out with is cuffed, i guess, you grumbled internally, hoisting your slipping purse back onto your shoulder. youβd left in a hurry, telling your friends not to worry and that they should just meet you back at the hotel you were staying at whenever they felt ready to leave the club. at least i can shower first and have the room to myself for a little while.
a car pulled over in front of you, a sense of relief washing over you as you realized that you could finally go home. you held the top of your dress to your chest as you bent to open the door, being careful to not stumble at the curb.
βhi, can you take me to the ritz?β you asked, slumping down comfortably in the backseat.
βsure,β a voice as smooth as velvet replied. βis it just you, darlinβ?β
you perked up at the use of the pet name, focusing your eyes on the man in the driverβs seat. sober, rational you would have texted your friends the license plate of the car, but the you right now was drunk and hornyβlooking for a suitable target.
the man glanced at you through the rearview mirror, and from your angle in the back, you were able to catch sight of the crisp, white button down he wore with the first couple of buttons undone, leaving just enough space for the sparkle of his silver chain to peek through.
your eyes flickered up, meeting his in the reflection.
βjust me, love.β
he merely smiled before starting to drive off.
βso youβre not from around here, are ya sweetie?β he asked casually, keeping his dark eyes fixed on you.
βno, iβm not,β you responded lightly, letting the strap of your dress fall a bit as you relaxed into the soft leather, lolling your head back so that he got a good view of your neckline. βcame here with some friends, but βm goinβ back early.β
he cocked an eyebrow.
βthey all have boyfriends,β you answered his silent question. βclubs are boring if thereβs no one to dance with, you know.β
βand by that, you mean that no one danced with you?β he laughed lightly. βdonβt lie, sweets.β
βitβs true,β you huffed, spreading your legs comfortably. βwhy else would i be going back early?β
βmmm,β he mused. βi suppose.β
maybe it was the alcohol talking, maybe it was the touch you craved, maybe it was just recklessness and adrenaline racing through your bloodβbut a tiny, devilish voice in the back of your head was responsible for bringing your left hand to rest on your breast, and letting your right traverse between your legs. the little shame you had left made you shift your purse so that it sat perched on your lapβa shitty attempt at hiding your driverβs view from seeing your fingers dip below the hem of your dress and up to your panties.
βhmm,β you breathed. βitβs a little hot in here, mind rolling down the windows?β
βof course.β
the breeze that rushed in made your hair flutter about your face, your earrings sparkling and dangling cutely.
your little ruse was too easy to figure out, the little purse on your lap obscuring just his view of your fingers and panties. he shifted uncomfortably in his seat, trying to ignore the growing pain of his hardening cock straining against his pants.
your eyes fluttered closed, using the alcohol flowing in your veins as an excuse to let go and ignore your surroundings, focusing instead on getting your fingers closer and closer to the deepening wet spot in your panties.
through the mirror, he watched your lips part slightly, your chest rising with shallow breaths.
the bulge in his pants continued to strain until he felt as though he could take it no longer, and in a moment of desperation he unclasped his seatbelt, the sound of it clacking into place jolting you out of your haze.
βoh? isnβt that dangerous?β you asked sweetly, innocently peering at him as though the tips of your fingers werenβt drenched in your slick.
βdonβt you worry, angel, iβm pulling over,β he responded, making up his mind in an instant. βsince you looked like you needed some help.β
before his words could even fully register in your mind, he pulled over in a dark sidestreet, the gentle sound of the leaves rustling in the breeze filling the air.
slowly, you remove your fingers from your hole, hiding them under your purse as you watch him get out of the car and stride towards the backseat door.
βw-why did we stop?β you asked, a mixture of fear and adrenaline creeping through your veins.
βi told you already,β he replied, folding the front seats easily and pushing them forward before crouching in front of you, his face by your knees. βyou looked like you needed help.β
he coaxed a gasp from you, spreading your legs forcibly, causing your already too-short dress to hike up, exposing your darkened lacy panties.
βdid you really think you could get away with touching yourself in my backseat, love?β he cooed, rolling your panties down your thighs. βthatβs cute.β
your breath hitched in your throat, the feeling of your bare ass touching the leather seat only arousing you further.
βyouβre lucky i wonβt charge you for staining my seats,β he chuckled, looking up at you with blown out pupils full of lust. βitβs okay, i understandβyouβre just so wet, sweetheart, stains are inevitable, you know?β
you whimpered when he breached your entrance, the feeling of just one fingertip sending shocks throughout your body.
βandβgod, youβre fuckinβ tight,β he nearly moaned, mesmerized by the way your walls clenched around his finger.
you watched his fingers slide in and out of you, letting yourself relax way too easily in this manβsβthis strangerβsβtouch.
keeping a steady pace as he pumped one finger, and then two, and then three into you, he spread your thighs further, leaving a trail of wet kisses along the insides of your thigh.
βyou got awfully quiet, sweets,β he said, looking up to study your face.
βkinda,β you breathed. βkinda hard to focus, yβknow.β
he grinned, pulling his fingers out and sucking on them, relishing the sweet taste of your arousal.
βoh, my bad.β
he ducked his head to press a light kiss to your swollen clit, flicking his tongue over the nub, holding your thighs down to the seat as you spasmed.
your breathing grew more erratic, closing your eyes as the heat in your core started to spread. his tongue flitted in and out of you, pulling spasm after spasm out of you as you failed to anticipate what heβd do next.
he lapped up your slick like a man starved, the muscles in his forearm rippling as he continued to hold you down.
βc-close,β you said, strained. ββm so close, pleaseββ
he squeezed your soft flesh, as if to say go on, go on darlinβ, you can do it, and you did, you came with a jolt, breaking free of his hold to wrap his head with your plushy thighs, moaning and panting as he helped you through your release.
the soft moonlight filtering through the window cast a pretty glow upon the light sheen of sweat covering your neck and chest, the cityβs pretty night lights glimmering in their reflection on your skin.
he pulled away, watching you heave and pant, your half-lidded eyes looking down at him with an odd glimmer.
licking his lips, he smiled, about to move away when something compelled you to act, your hands reaching out to root themselves in his soft black waves, gripping and pulling him towards your face and locking his lips with yours in a deep kiss.
his tongue pushed past your lips, dancing with yours in a slow waltz as his hands explored the skin you hid beneath the fabric of the dress, trailing further upwards until he reached your breasts.
you could feel the hard bulge of his cock pressing against your leg and you reached for it, stroking it through his pants and growing more confident with your ministrations as he moaned into your mouth.
he pulled away briefly just to undo his pants, letting his cock spring free and swiftly moving to sit, pulling you onto his lap in the same motion so that you straddled him.
the buzz of the alcohol in your system caused you to register everything just a couple of moments late, only understanding your position when his cock was fully lined up with your dripping entrance, the head kissing your swollen lips.
there was a second where you could have sworn that time stopped, and you sat hovering above his lap, hands resting on his broad shoulders, dress straps hanging off your shoulders so low that your tits slipped out the top and the bottom riding so high that it lay about your waist, lipstick stains decorating his swollen mouth, two pairs of lust-filled, fucked out eyes staring into each other.
it was the only moment in which you felt your mind totally clear, and it really only lasted for a secondβbecause in the next, he was inside you, fully sheathed in the comfort of your tight, wet cunt, wrapping him so tightly that each vein, each ridge of his cock found its place within your gummy walls.
breathy, light moans tumbled from both of your lips at the same time, mixing in the air as your juices combined in your core, his hands pressing bruises into your soft hips as he lifted and pushed you down onto his cock. your head fell back in pleasure and his fell forward into your chest, you drunk off the alcohol and him drunk off your pussy.
he latched onto your nipple, his tongue tracing shapes around the sensitive bud without losing pace, fucking you down into his cock.
βmmnhβgod, pl-please donβt stopβ!β you mewled, just barely holding onto his shoulders.
βdonβt worry baby βm not stoppinβ, not βtill i feel that pretty pussy cream βround my cock, alright?β he breathed, his voice unsteady as he tried with all of his might to stop himself from cumming right then and there.
you babbled incoherently in response, too preoccupied with the sensation of being full, so utterly full of his cock that you couldnβt string two damn words together, and you fucking loved it. loved feeling like a whore, bouncing on some taxi driverβs cock in his backseat, moaning and screaming like the cumslut you were, uncaringβhoping, evenβthat someone outside would hear.
your sensitive cunt clenched and squeezed for all it was worth, feeling your pleasure about to burst at the seams as you approached your second high.
βfuck,β he said, gritting his teeth. βgotta stop doing that, βm gonna cum if you keepββ
but you were too high up to hear, or even care. his words went unprocessed, the knot in your stomach finally bursting, heat and pleasure and everything in between enveloping your body in a soft embrace. you came crashing down around him, letting your body slack in his arms, falling into the crook of his neck while your pussy contracted, milking him for his cum.
he felt his balls tighten, all too ready to empty everything they had into you, and he couldnβt hold himself back any longer from blowing his load into you, stream after stream of hot, thick cum coating your insides.
the two of you stayed put like that for a moment, catching your breath and letting your orgasms recede and fade.
βso,β he spoke, finally breaking the peaceful silence. βwhere was it that you were going, again?β
you smiled drunkenly, wrapping your arms around his neck.
βyour place?β
he laughed.
βsure thing, sweets.β
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Ever get that bug and you have to write something so itβll get out of your head and let you sleep? Well, that just happened to me. Thanks to @arylace for liking this.
This is a one-shot and wonβt be continued.Β
He Can Only Blame Himself
She walked past all of her now former coworkers. Most were sad to see her go, some risked getting up from their cubicles to give her a hug and a business card of someone they thought might be hiring.
A few were glad to see her go and took a spiteful glee in her departure. Some were jealous of her talent, some were angry she wouldnβt date them and a few just took pleasure in the misery of others.
She ignored the whispers as the elevator doors closed.
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π¬π²π§π¨π©π¬π’π¬: Leon experiences a good dose of jealousy.
πππ π¬: Leon (RE6) x fem!reader, unprotected sex, creampies, jealousy, hair pulling, overstimulation.
Leon swears he isn't a jealous man, he is an adult and responsible man. Jealousy he considers silly, for insecure or stupid guys. And he's nothing like that. But there's something about how his fingers seem to tingle every time another guy gets too close or talks to you like he knows everything about you. They don't know you like he knows you, no one does it like he does.
He hates how they make excuses to touch you, brush your shoulder or your hand, maybe.
He hates how some turn their head to look at the pretty little thing walking hand in hand.
Hate how the coffee shop worker down the street smiles too much at you or draws a little heart next to your name on the coffee cup.
He hates all that shit.
But, wait, he's not a jealous man.
So, why is he ramming you like he hates you? Like you did something wrong? It wasn't your fault that man tried to get a few smiles out of you by making dumb jokes. That man even had the audacity to run his fingers through a lock of your hair.
The same hair he was pulling mercilessly right now, clutching his fingers between your silky soft locks and burying your face in the sheets. Too bad, he won't be kind tonight.
You let out a small sob as you felt his fingers circle your clit again, with hard, firm strokes. Asking, no, demanding that you give him another orgasm. Which one was it? The second or the third? You were already too fucked up to be able to think of anything else.
"Come on, aren't you smiling anymore? huh?" He asks, almost indignantly. His heavy breathing brushed against your back, feeling him settle in so he could keep up with the brutal rhythm of his cock quickly burying itself in your pretty pussy. If you were a little more conscious, you'd start thinking about his words. What the hell is he talking about? You don't know.
But he knows, and he knows it well.
"What's the matter? H-Have you already gone dumb for a little attention?" his words dripped sarcasm, annoyance. His fingers released your clitoris, running his hand wet with your discharge up your abdomen to cup one of your breasts.
"Leon-! D-Don't stop, don't stop..." You mumbled completely dizzy without paying attention to his words, burying your flushed face in the unraveling sheets. Your fingers clutched at the sheets as if your life depended on it.
No matter how rough, you loved it. What more would a girl want than for her big, big boyfriend to ruin her tight little pussy? Exactly.
"I'm the only one, r-right? This pretty pussy belongs to me, I'll take care of branding it." he murmured, straightening her back a little. His hand released your hair, finally. Lowering both of his hands to your hips.
"Hold on, babe. Fuck-" He said, almost teasingly and you knew he had that cocky smile on his lips. His fingers dug into your hips, starting to push back your body to meet his onslaught. You could swear you could feel it in your stomach.
His head fell back and his jaw relaxed, lost in the ecstasy of the pleasure of your wet, tight walls fluttering around his cock eager to hit that sweet spot inside you. That spot that only he knows. Only him.
He furrows his brows as he feels his dick begin to jerk inside you, quivering as he stretches your walls like his favorite activity. He lowers his narrowed eyes, heavy with pleasure to your pussy watching the semen from his previous loads splatter your thighs from the force of his thrusts. What a mess, right? He was a disastrous man. He would be almost embarrassed if you caught him in the middle of his little tantrum.
"Oh, Honey, Honey, Honey..." Leon's hoarse huskiness became almost sticky, feeling his brain melt as his dick ached with how sensitive it was, its dripping tip focused on being able to give you another load.
"God, God, this pussy... This-Fuck..." He couldn't even finish his sentences. His gasps echoed in the room, along with the slaps of his full, straining balls slapping against the wetness of your skin.
He leaned forward, sinking his teeth into your shoulder and pushed his chest hard against your back, pinning your body in an almost animalistic way so he could empty his balls inside you. You heard him moan in an almost embarrassed way, you could tease him later.
His hips kept thrusting little thrusts, almost in an agonizing way trying to push more of his thick cum inside you, wanting to fill every space of the pussy he loved so much.
His little punishment didn't go very far, because the one who ended up fucked and with his balls as empty as his head, was him. You've got this man ruined.
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Β Β Β Β Β I was reading some of @miraculous-of-saltβ fics and really got inspired to create something of my own.Β Inspired by a pairing I adore when ever they write about them. I donβt think I ever really focused just on this pairing before so I decided to give it a sjot. There is a lot of salt ahead for the usally people, and Adrien.
Β Β Marinette hadnβt been least bit surprised when showed up at her locker. She eventually, sooner or later, heβd show. He was biding his time, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. The devil always has his day, as her grandmother used to say. Itβs why heβs so patient.
Β Β Β Β Β Β He never rushed Marinette, never pressured her. He never whispered lies in her ears or played little tricks to make things go his way fast. He did with nearly everyone else in the world but not with Marinette. Never Marinette. Β Β Β Β Β Β In his eyes, Marinette was his equal. She was intelligent, extremely talented, sharp-tongued, poised, beautiful. She had obtained success with her MDC designs that most kids and people twice her age could only dream about and was still going places. Β She was nowhere near her pique. She had a fire inside her that could consume the world, and it was more than a match for ice inside of him. Marinette was the only person that ever came to his mind when he thought of who would stand at his side when he ruled the business world with an iron fist.
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[Bakugou Katsuki]
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Reblog | Comment | Enjoy, ig
Warning! Rough sex. Raw sex. Multiple rounds sex. Missionary sex. Teasing sex. Short sex. Sex.
He's been waiting long. Too long. He received a prize for winning No Nut November, but the relief he got from pounding into you topped it all.
You moaned, groaned, and called out his name. Nearly breaking your back in an arch. Nearly losing sight because of how tightly you kept your eyes shut.
Ruthlessly mixing your organs into jelly, rearranging your entire anatomy. You were his to claim after an agonizingly long month of being teased, tested, and taunted.
"F- Fuck," he came again. Tears dammed at the overstimulation. His thumb never left your clit, constantly rubbing it in a contrasting manner to his rough thrusts.
Wearing his shirts. Cooking for him with nothing but an apron on. He was determined to win, for the sake of his pride. He never missed a chance to help you out with your needs. Finger fucking you senselessly. He won, eventually, at the end of November.
It had been a very long month for his poor desires. Ever since he had you on the counter, floor, shower, bed, or wherever he thought it best to fuck you dry.
Your tits bounced at his rhythm. One leg draped over his shoulder while the other was still shaking from your most recent orgasm.
Whoever says missionary isn't hot just hasn't done it with the right person. Looking into each other's eye. Seeing everything you're doing to the whimpering man. How he thrusted his cock deep inside of you.
It edged you on to cum again. Round after round. Until the condoms were done and he fucked you raw. The bed shook and screeched under both your weight.
His breaths were rigid, and he struggled keeping pace. You shut your eyes tightly and gripped onto the sheets beside you. A few final pounds and he let out animalistic moans. Your voice was hoarse at the number of times you called out his name. "Katsuki. Katsuki. Katsuki!"
He pulled his dick out and grinned breathlessly at his seed dripping from your bullied cunt.
His lips dipped down and kissed you lovingly. Butterfly kisses planted themselves on all your hickies and bruises and love bites. He muttered inaudible assurances of how much you meant to him. How much he needed you. How much he loved you.
You held his face above yours and stared longingly into his pretty red eyes. It made you smile. Then, you started to laugh.
"How many rounds did we do?" You chuckled as he fell to the bed beside you. You cuddled closer to him.
"Nowhere near enough to make up for all the shit you've been giving me," he referred to all the teasing, testing, and taunting.
You pecked his cheek. "We've got our work cut out for us, huh?"
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Bakugou
... Why the fuck do I find this hot!!!??? (β‘ΛοΈΆΛβ‘)
Pairing: Mirio/Reader
Word count: 2002
Tags: 18+ ONLY, dark content, dubious consent, non-con (just to be safe), bull hybrid!mirio, lamb hybrid!reader, reader is gender neutral, but they are written with a vagina, they're also referenced to be chubby very briefly, creampie, rough sex, mentions of scratches and v minor sex related injuries, stomach bulging (from mirio's monster dong), breeding kink.
AN: so this is a repost from a fic i wrote a while back on my old account, so if you somehow recognise this, that's why. i've also edited a bit of it, so if you see any new typos, no you didn't <3
Everyone knew to never venture near the field tucked away at the edge of the farm, hybrids and workers alike. Theyβve all heard the stories, the legends of the creature who inhabits the pasture tucked as far away from the public eye as possible. But youβve always been such a curious little thing, that much is obvious to Mirio, who lies under the shade of an overgrown tree, pretending as if he doesn't see you out of his peripheral vision. You show up every day without fail, despite the countless warnings youβre sure to have received; only your eyes and fluffy white lamb ears protrude over the wall to his field as you stare at him with a wide-eyed gaze, positively sparkling with awe and unbridled curiosity.
He knows he must look fascinating to such a small, delicate thing like yourself. Where youβre all soft curves and dainty features, heβs colossal, with bulging muscles, sharp eyes, a galaxy of scars carved into his flesh. But clearly something calls you to venture down to his territory, to spend your time marvelling at his horns, his tail, the rings that adorn his nose and nipples, as if heβs some kind of mythical creature. And in a way, he muses, whatever the other hybrids whisper about him in the security of their barn must craft him into something only seen in fantasy, the farm's very own minotaur.
But of course, for such an inquisitive creature, he knows itβs only a matter of time until the wall isn't close enough for you, until your little legs clamber up the stonewall in a desperate attempt to sneak a closer look. After all, something so large surely couldnβt move as fast as an agile hybrid as you?
He snorts in faint amusement as he continues sharpening his horns against the tough bark of a tree. He can hear the grass rustling behind him, the sound of quickened breaths and a racing heartbeat make it obvious just who is cowering in the tall reeds. But he waits, feigning obliviousness, waiting until you creep just a little closer⦠Just a little more...
Before you have a chance to blink, heβs diving into the bushes behind him, pinning your helpless, naked figure to the dirt floor by your neck as he towers over your writhing body. He pays no mind to the sharp, panicked squeaks and bleats that tumble from your agape lips, your eyes now wide with fear rather than mere intrigue.
βP-Please mister! I wasnβt going to steal anything, I j-just wanted a closer look, please l-let me go, youβre 'urting me!β
Cute.
You look so adorable begging beneath him with pretty, teary eyes, akin to diamonds as they gleam under the fading sun. He takes his time raking his eyes over you, finally having the opportunity to observe you in all your glory, opposed to the small percentage of your pretty face he had been teased with for so many torturous weeks.
βBut Iβve been all by myself for so long, little lamb, now I have some company Iβm not so sure Iβm willing to let you go.β Thereβs still panicked adrenaline rushing through your veins, that much he can tell, but with every inhale through his nose, the unmistakable scent of arousal only gets stronger. He leans down, exhaling heavily through his nose just so he can watch the way his breath cascades across your face, your little ears flinching from where they lay pressed into the dirt.
βAnd by the way your body is responding, it seems as though you want me to keep you here.β Youβre frozen now, prey instincts overtaking any of your human ones as you submit wholly to the hulking hybrid leering over you, your body going lax against the dirt floor. Mirio doesnβt see the need for any more words, not when the fear slowly ebbs from your once wide eyes, now glossed over with barely constrained lust, your hips twitching upwards to grind against his hardening cock.
He watches with keen eyes as your head snaps down to stare at the hot, heavy length that currently rests upon your stomach, the only response youβre able to provide being an adorable stuttered gasp. He knows youβve only ever seen his cock when itβs limp, resting against his thigh as he basks in the sun, and while itβs still impressive then, itβs a whole different experience seeing the size of it compared to your body.
It throbs painfully from where it lays trapped between his defined abdomen and the soft skin of your tummy, the reddened tip of his cock twitching just below your chest. Itβs adorable, he thinks as he watches you gaze at it, the same look of wonderment dancing in your irises as when youβd peak at him from over the wall. But thereβs also a hunger he recognises too, one that is no doubt reflected in his own eyes as he measures up just how bloated your already adorably chubby stomach will be once heβs buried inside of you. Itβs a thought that has the last shred of his patience dissipating with the gentle country breeze, large hands folding your legs up, and up, until your knees are pushed into the soil by your now dirtied ears, your pretty, dripping cunt now exposed to his ravenous, predatory eyes.
If the sounds you made as you lay shaking in fear under him were a delight to his ears, then the sweet, melodic mewls that he coaxes from your lips with the first contact of his tongue to your dripping pussy is truly a masterpiece to behold. Every swipe of his wet muscle against your clit only encourages higher pitched whines, your little hands curling around his protruding horns for much needed purchase as he eats you out akin to a starved man presented with his first full meal in months. Itβs messy, with a mixture of saliva and arousal coating both his chin and your thighs as he fucks his tongue mercilessly into your dripping hole. Itβs clear that youβre not too experienced, not when your legs tremble from where theyβre pressed into the soil, your cunt already pulsating around his tongue as you mindlessly babble through your first climax. But he doesnβt stop, itβs as though he canβt get enough of you; your euphonious whimpers, the sweet taste of your pussy as you cream against his mouth for the nth time.
By the time heβs finally lifting his face from your spasming pussy, youβre boneless, harsh inhales coupled with choked off sobs wrack your fragile chest, and you look positively delicious. He keeps you folded in half as he clambers atop you, moving to mount your pussy as he aligns his cock to your trembling hole, his fingers coming up to wrap into the bark of the tree to anchor himself.
Despite spending countless minutes with his tongue buried in your cunt, he watches with intrigue as the first push of his cock past the heat of your pussy has your mouth parting in a silent scream, a stream of endless tears cascading down your face, intermingling with the soil as it drips onto the dirt below. Anyone else in his situation would coo, still their hips, and croon an endless stream of praise and encouragement against your trembling little lamb ears.
But Mirio doesn't do soft, or sweet. Not in any capacity.
Instead of fond pity, your tears only serve to ignite a fire in his gut, his eyes zeros in on the way youβre split in half by his cock. Heβs like a man possessed as he cants his hips downward with such force that his balls slap against your ass, not hesitating to immediately set a pace so brutal itβs unsurprising that he has your screams echoing through the dusk air.
His trance is broken when he feels your nails clawing desperately at his thighs, his gaze zeroing in on your expression, the fucked out and vacant sheen to your once awestruck eyes only makes him double down on his thrusts, pushing himself to go faster, to fuck you harder into the dirt until youβve left a permentant impression of your body into his field.
He can feel any control he had over his body rapidly slipping, between the way your pussy is wrapped so tightly around his cock, and the feeling of your tremulous heartbeat through the walls of your cunt, itβs a miracle he doesnβt look as gone as you.
But the one thing that has him teetering on the edge of full blown ferality is the unfathomably large outline of his cock that protrudes from your swollen stomach. Heβs in awe at how such a small cunt can even fit all of him in, yet it doesnβt once cross his mind to think about how much pain you must be in, nor does he care about the pathetic little bleats and hiccuped wails that flow freely from your tear soaked lips. No, the only thing that occupies his mind is an echoing chant to βbreed, breed, breedβ.
His fingers flex harder against the cracked bark, the tree groaning in protest as he leans his full weight against its trunk, rough snorts of frustration forced from his nostrils as the roots begin to give in, unable to hold his weight. Just before he forces the tree over, he pries his fingers from splintered wood, and hooks his arms under your body, pulling you roughly up to his chest, manoeuvring you like a ragdoll until your face is pressed against one of the metal rings through his pierced nipples, your arms left to loosely grip at whatever flesh you can reach before his hips kick up again, his cock never once having left the heat of your now dripping, abused hole.
βThere we go, thereβs my good little lamb. Youβre takinβ a bullβs cock like you were made for it, precious, hah, who knows, maybe you were? A lamb, destined to be bred by me, to be bloated with my cum.β
Heβs positively feral now, his hips pounding against your limp body with enough force to bruise, not that he fares much better with the scratches along his back and arms to prove it. Itβs purely animalistic, deep grunts and growls intermingled with your high, keening moans as you both lose your minds in each otherβs bodies.
Any hope either of you had of clinging on to your dwindling sanity is snapped the second one of his hands moves to grip your fluffy tail that rests just above the swell of your sore ass, your cunt clamping down on his cock as you cum so hard you lose all sense of direction, near blacking out as your arousal soaks his cock and abdomen. He canβt help but follow straight after you, cumming with a baritone growl as he slaps his hips to yours one final time, seemingly endless ropes of his cum slowly filling out more of your stomach until youβre left looking exactly how Mirio wants you to: well and truly bred. Heβs slow to pull out, grinning cockily when he hears you whine at how empty your abused pussy feels, only for the smile to morph into a predatory snarl as he watches his cum leak from your slit in thick rivulets.
Heβs quick to drop you to the ground, lining his rapidly softening length back to your hole and pushing his seed back into your cunt with determination, uncaring of your overstimulated sobs and he once again gets lost in your positively addictive heat.
By the time the farmers notice that one of their sweet little lambs is missing, theyβre already far too late. Because thereβs nothing they can do, watching with a mixture of horror and lust as they stare on at the way your drooling cunt swallows every inch of their bull hybridβs cock, not when heβs staring back at them, eyes gleaming with murderous intent,
βThis is my hole to breed, try and take it from me and Iβll fuckinβ kill you.β
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Requested by @oligbia
Warning : Heavy! Smut, Slight Dacryphilia, Slight Degradation, Praise Kink, Overstimulation, Hair Pulling, Size Kink, Mirror Sex, Slight Fluff (ending)
Pairing : Mirio x f!Reader !characters are aged up!
WC: 1K
a/n: Clearly got carried away with this one. Thanks to the lovely Liv for the request, had tons of fun writing it. Forgive any mistakes, lmao. Hope you enjoy it too! Requests are open
"Look how pretty you are, baby" Mirio coos as he bunches your hair in his hand, tugging your head upwards so you could look at the mirror. Look at the way the man almost twice your size was pounding into you, the way your breasts jiggled with every thrust of his, how flushed both of you were and how desperate you looked, knees and elbows bruised and wobbling due to rubbing against the covers so much.
"Such a slutty baby, gushing all over my cock" he chuckles before using his hand to reach over and grab your jaw, pushing his index and middle finger deep into your mouth, gagging you and forcing your mouth open, drool seeping out as his thrusts slow to rhythmic, determined ones, giving you a second of leisure to comprehend what he was saying
His fingers coat themselves in your saliva before letting your hair fall over your face, hand reaching around to your chest before pulling you back into him, back flush against his chest, giving you a seat on his thighs. Your head rests against his shoulder, eyes lazily glancing at your reflection in the mirror, body in full view as Mirio spoke
"Watch"
His wet fingers made their way to your folds, rubbing just above where his cock entered you, grazing against your sensitive clit, earning a few whimpers from you before grinding into you, fingers spreading your sticky folds to show you how his cock moves inside you
"Please.. Mirio.." you beg, wanting your release desperately as you hear a small laugh before a gasp escaped you. His fingers were now concentrated on your clit, rubbing gentle circles before picking up the pace, with both his fingers and cock, sending you into a plethora of pleasure, mind numbing at the feeling, hot tears pricking at your eyes
It just felt so good
"If you ask so nicely.. Who am I to say no?" His teeth on your earlobe as he nibbles gently, the position letting him fuck deeper into you
"Be a good girl and cum for me, will you do that? Will you be a good girl?" He asks, breathing labored, watching your tears cascade over your cheeks as you manage to frantically nod before clamping down hard on him, hands wrapped around his neck before pulling him into a kiss, moaning into his mouth as your orgasm crashed down on you, body shaking due to the intensity as he holds you close, helping you ride it out with slight touches to your core and gentle words
"That's my girl" he says and peppers your cheek with kisses, before laying back, pulling you into a full Nelson
"I want you to watch, baby, watch how you squeeze around my cock. Can you do that for me? Hold yourself open" he instructs and you nod softly, still out of it due to your first orgasm, blindly following his instructions, fingers dipping down to open your folds, a slight whimper leaving you as you see Mirio's cock stuffed in you
"Good job, baby" he says before resting his hands on your hips, one thrust of his hips bringing you back to Earth as he fucks into you like a starved man, your walls hugging onto him and refusing to let go, slight whimpers falling from you
"Mirio..too much" you whine, eyes finding his through the mirror
"You can do it, baby. Just a little longer, such a sweet girl, aren't you?" he says, flashing a quick grin as you nod slightly as his hand moves to your breasts, kneading and slapping them
You cry out, in pleasure and overstimulation as your hand reaches to hold onto his hair, not letting your eyes fall away from your reflection on the mirror, because you were a good girl and good girls listen to their boyfriend
Mirio's eyes drifted back to the mirror and the sight could have made him cum, it was so hot. The view of you, spread open for him, wetness coating his thighs and dripping onto the bed, your face and chest flushed red, hair sticking to your forehead but still trying your hardest to keep your eyes open to watch him as he broke you apart, fucking your cunt into the shape of his cock, the pleasure visible in your eyes and the way your lips never met for more than a second as he coaxed all the lewd noises he possibly could from you
Your free hand snaked down to grab Mirio's, bringing his hand to your cunt, silently begging him to touch you, earning an amused chuckle by him. The high from the pleasure had you racing for the next climax, the knots in your abdomen painfully taut. Usually he'd demand you use your words but he was feeling especially lenient right now
His fingers rubbed and circled your swollen clit, flicking and pinching just the way you liked it, fingers playing around your wet walls and hood, his cock rubbing against all your favorite spots in a way that had your legs shaking and heart rushing
"Oh, is my baby going to cum? Watch yourself cum" he says as he speeds up slightly, all the spasming around his dick pushing him closer to his edge, you sobbing in pleasure and chanting his name out in strings didn't help his case as you grabbed his hand and held onto it tight making Mirio growl into your ear
"Cum baby, cum all over me fuck! fucking cum" he commands as your mind goes white, falling over the edge hard, body spasming slightly as he shoots his release into you, stuffing you full.
"This cunt is all mine, you're all mine now, fuck"
His gentle thrusts bring you down from your second high, the room filled with heavy breathing and lewd squelching. Supporting himself on his elbows he smiled at your worn out form, holding onto him tightly, breathing finally calmed. Leaning into you, he pressed a soft kiss against your lips
"You were such a good girl for me. So good. I'm so lucky to have you baby girl" he whispers as he presses another kiss to your temple, a small smile playing on your lips at the compliments
"I love you, sunshine"
Fainted...βπ’οΈβ½π¨π¦
breeding kink with jing yuan or welt please? ππ
Hell yes! Perfect! Although I already wrote it for Welt so this will be only Jing Yuan.
Pairing: Jing Yuan x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, breeding kink, pregnancy mention, desk sex, office sex, dirty talk, married couple, creampie
A/N: I have so many thoughts about Jing Yuan, its hard to get them all in order.
Jing Yuan loves seeing you overflowing with his seed, which is why one of his favorite positions is you bent over his desk in his office, panties around your ankles to catch any cum that falls down. He was wild in bed before but ever since you've gotten married he hasn't stopped trying to get you pregnant, might take a few tries but don't worry, he's never one to give up.
"It's okay darling, we'll keep this up for as long as it takes. I have no problem staying in that warm hole of yours all day if needed. Work? No, nothing is more important then giving you the kids that you want. You ready? Here it comes, take it all okay? Fuck... feels like... you're trying to get every drop. Good, good, take it, be my greedy slut."
You get frustrated a lot when you see how much of his cum flows out as opposed to stays inside you so you reach down and start fingering it back inside. Jing Yuan kisses your back while you do so, his hand working his cock up to full hardness once more.
"Don't be sad, I've got lots more for you, I'll make sure you have as much of my seed as possible you hear? Baby, shh, no need for those whimpers. I know, I know you feel empty, I'll give you my cock again soon. I won't leave this office without making sure your womb took my cum. I can't wait to see your belly grow round, can't wait to touch it, to feel the baby kicking."
He doesn't care how many days he has to have you in his office or his bed like this, all he wants is to breed you thoroughly, be balls deep inside you as your pussy tightens and loosens around him for the hundredth time. He starts to not even want to pull out, keeping his soft cock in there until its hardened again by the subtle twitches and spasms of your pussy walls, keeping more cum inside that way too.
"Again. Fuck, lets go again. I'm not stopping, not now, I'll fuck my heir into that pretty belly of yours. Just wait until I get hard again. Hm? More then one? Oh you thought I would stop at one? Sweetheart, if I could breed you all the time I would. Sadly that wouldn't be good for you, so how many do you want? I was thinking three kids at least."