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CARESSING WORDS

edgar allan poe x reader | nsfw

Cw! female reader, sub on sub lowkey, first time, recieving oral (r), shy reader, soft sex but it gets desperate, lingerie, vaginal sex, protected sex, author has no idea what their doing lmao

thank you to the person who requested this! This request too got lost in the cosmos

Awkward was an understatement when describing the situation at the moment.

Him in the doorway and you on the bed looking pretty, like a goddess. Dressed in a black babydoll with pearls and glittered scattered across your skin.

The bling shined against the lit candles of the Victorian Chamber around you two. Edgar was enamored, and yet he was frozen. He was sweating just watching you stare him with your doe eyes full of eyeshadow and dark lashes.

This was something you had been planning for so long and here you were so nervous to even continue it.

In fact, all of this was so stressful. You and Edgar were shy people and it took forever to even get together until the likes of Ranpo, Yosano, and unlikely Mushitaro got tired of it. Now here you were on the silk sheets dressed in black sheer and lace.

The shyness extended to one another, and there had been the underlining tension of wanting to do something sexual, but neither made a move or anything at all.

Edgar at this moment was reminded that all his fantasies were proven to be true and he was given them. Those times he sat in his chair trying to write but his vision was taken by you. He held your hips while you grinded fabric against the fabric or the very semblance of your walls around him.

Even worse it would happen when you were in the same room. If you noticed his red face or the boner in his pants you never said a thing. He greatly appreciated that.

However, now he couldn't deny his red face and obvious boner.

You noticed as he found your form to be going back against the smooth pillows. "Do you like it...?" You asked lowly and shyly. He didn't know how to articulate what to say.

The moving of hair with his black nails and long fingers revealed one of his; that misty violet which was of snow and the moon. Like a gemstone that rarely ever got to shine. Wobbly with the intent of lust.

A whisper of his voice haunted you, "Yes..." Shaky and shy.

Most embarrassingly for you; opening your arms to the man. Shaking hands that were freezing despite the numerous candles. You ached for his touch. Damn the shyness and anxieties that came with touching one another.

Above all his worries Edgar abandoned his way at the door. His clothes legs deepened onto his bed, and his arms curved around your body. Shaking as he held your body close to his.

"Eddie? Will you please-?"

"Yes, of course my dear."

You both spoke in trembles. Both are hot to the touch with embarrassment embroidered into your bones. "Here." He whispered, and he dwelled downward. There was a hitch in your voice as his breathing came in contact with your clothed cunt.

You cursed under your breath as he moved your undergarments aside. His breath was shaky as he moved to taste the substance at your entrance. "Please." You begged and he complied.

It was so strange. The way his tongue touched your velvet walls and inside. Licking up to your clit and back into the side. Like a meal he never tasted before Edgar was hooked. He groaned as you moaned. Your hands reached to his beloved locks and pulled. It pulled a loud moan of pain and pressure, and vibrations were sent up.

Throwing your head back Edgar indulged himself into your entire being. Feeling as if he was eating you to your soul. Your entire being was in pleasure and it couldn't take it. Edgar was too good, despite the inexperience.

You whined loudly he separated from you when you were so close. "Edgar-" You whined for him. His lips drenched in you. His arms curving to take you into his arms without a care.

The clinking of a belt and shuffling of fabric filtered into the room. Soft hands take the large organ near your entrance. Breathing a lot so you could accommodate his size.

His fingers pulled you apart just as his tongue did. Edgar moaned your name sweetly. Kissing your lips hesitantly but it morphed into something more.

"Do it!" You breathlessly moaned for him to put it him, and he did. With a hiss, you were focused on him entering you. Edgar's voice was strangled as he was subjected to your tightness.

The rubber around him kept him from feeling all of you, but the tightness was there. Edgar relished in the tightness of you. You were endowed with his hold and care.

"I'm gonna!"

"Do it." Edgar rammed into you as he became more desperate. You were too much. Your velvet walls were so much and he loved it. Despite his inexperience Edgar proved to be exceptional.

He was beautiful as a writer just as he was a lover. He allowed you to drench his clothed stomach.

Feeling it he pulled out. You clung to him so that the hot organ could touch your sweaty stomach. Against it, he jerked himself as you practically ground yourself against him. The white substance covered you and your cunt beautifully.

"Eddie?" You questioned softly, a whisper to him. Your hands combing through his locks and soft smile on your face.

"Yes, of course." He endowed himself to you so sweetly. He loved you deeply as you did him. He was writer and showed his love dearly.

You were dear, as he was too.

He complied; once again entering you and sealed with a kiss.

a/n - sorry i was gone guys my depression got really bad :p

he laid on the bed. the buzzing of the fan made him sick to his stomach. wrappers and clothes and cups and pages were thrown all about his room. his own mind held him back.

the days felt like a time paradox. the hours felt like torture. the minutes felt like hell. the seconds felt like death.

he needed something to hold on to. anything. just a tiny bit of hope. he needed something to pull him out of his own head. anything. just a hand to pull him out of that train wreck.

that was, until you came along.

the second his eyes fell upon you, it was almost like a weight was lifted off his shoulders. he could breathe. he could see a hopeful light.

for once in his life, the storm clouds dispersed and a rainbow began to shine through. it was like you were his saving grace.

years passed and tears passed. keeping the storm away was hard for him at times. but he held you close.

he held you tight in his arms, feeling like he had a home. somewhere and someone to lean on. someplace to go back to when things got hard. something he needed for so long.

he muttered softly: “i will never let you go.”

DAZAI, fyodor, poe, AKUTAGAWA, hobie, MIGUEL, simeon, LUCIFER, GIYUU, obanai, zhongli, NAGITO, and any other of your clinically depressed favs <3

a/n- i know i haven’t been posting like normal and i’ve kinda been going off the rails. i’m sorry. i’ve been super busy with color guard and i’ve had state exams for the past three weeks. so have a little bit of an odd formatted treat.

nerd boys who blush at the tiniest bit of flirting. it’s funny. just a quick blown kiss will send them into overdrive. they put their hands over their face to hide the ever growing blush. pay them a compliment and they’ll fold.

POE, atsushi, SIGMA, giyuu, obanai, GOROU, LEVIATHAN

clown boys who love to do the dumbest shit with you. cringe tik tok eboy cosplay? sign them the hell up. going out to a playground at three am to disturb the peace? already on the way to your house. you want, they’re down for.

dazai, NIKOLAI, ranpo, UZUI, douma, venti, KEAYA, ITTO, childe, MAMMON

sweet boys who memorize every detail about you. they show up in your doorstep every valentine’s day with your favorite candy, your favorites, and other assortments of your favorites. wanting to do everything they can and taking care of you is their love language.

chuuya, kunikida, THOMA, zhongli, ayato, kaveh, BARBATOS, SIMEON

strict boys who, even if they have a tendency to not show it, they love you. they’ll tell you off and whatnot. they’ll argue with you. but, at the end of the day, they’re at your beck and call.

fyodor, fukuzawa, AKUTAGAWA, SANEMI, DILUC, CYNO, tighnari, neuvillette, LUCIFER

reblog if you want to do the most diabolical, down horrendous, back breaking things to him.

or if you like cake.

a/n: sorry i was gone i've had my director on my ass about practicing at home

perhaps it's that he gifted you your favorite treats. or maybe it's the handwritten love poems. but it could also be the fact he bought you oh so many bouquets of your favorite flowers..

but none of that matters. none of it is needed. he doesn't physical things to show his love for you.

it's that his kisses are full of hope and dreams. it's how gentle he handles you when your bodies meet as one. it's the fact he dances with you in the stove light to songs of old.

he spins you around and right off your feet. he waltzes with you till the candles are burned and the wine is gone.

and he'll love you till his last breath.

POE, CHUUYA, dazai, LUCIFER, SIMEON, asmodeus, satan, NEUVILLETE, ZHONGLI, DAINSLEIF, childe, SEBASTIAN, NAGITO, togami, and any of your lover boy favorites

everything happens for a reason

everything he went through. the darkness that he felt. the fear and anguish that consumed his soul.

it was all so that one day he could meet you.

on that fateful day, he was standing on that rooftop; he was about to take his own life.

that's when you showed up.

"please.. don't do this.."

words of kindness and... love...? words he had never experienced before. words that made him turn away.

tears rolled down your face as you tried to make the man step away from the ledge. he saw those tears. and he thought of what would happen if this teary-eyed bystander watched as he plummeted to his death.

and in that moment, you became his saving grace.

a/n - i really hate how this turned out but i have to feed y'all so.. DAZAI, poe GIYUU, nagito, shigaraki, and any of your self-destructive favorites

on the other side of that metaphorical one-way mirror, is a trembling little boy. is a fearful child.

he's so scared. so scared they'll see past the facade he puts on to imitate those around him. so scared they'll see his true self.

that mirror is the only thing about him that shows confidence.

but then he meets you.

you're the only one who can see through as if it's a window. you're the only one who can hold that small child and tell him it's okay.

please.. just tell him it's okay..

RANPO, ango, poe, kokichi, UZUI, giyuu, and any of your falsely confident favorites!

the mask goes on the minute other people look.

make eye contact. too much, look away. now smile and nod. stop bouncing your leg. make them like you.

those are his thoughts. because too many people have called him weird. too many people have pointed and laughed. too many people made fun of him for just being himself.

oh, but you..

you remind him it's okay to unmask. you smile, listening to him ramble about his interests. you could listen for hours and never get bored.

when you notice his discomfort in a crowd. when you help him communicate when he's too overwhelmed to talk.

with you, the ribbon that holds the mask together comes undone. with you, his mask falls to the ground.

POE, RANPO, dazai, GIYUU, kenma, l lawliet, near, WANDERER, AL HATHIAM, kaveh, LYNEY, and any of your autistic favorites!

Looking in the mirror is pain.

His acne-ridden face. His shaggy, greasy, unkept hair. His teeth that look like creamed corn.

Every time he looks in the mirror, it's like a monster staring back.

or at least that's what he sees.

What you see is beauty.

It's so easy for you to get lost in his eyes. His long, slender fingers that are perfect for hand holding. His soft, red lips that kiss you tenderly.

Every time you look at him, all you see is perfection.

POE, ranpo, GIYUU, obanai, and any of your self-deprecating favorites!

Sometimes, stress can get to a person.

Time and time again, you find him on the rooftop. Every time, he leans over the edge as tears roll down his cheeks. And every time, he turns around and smiles.

You're his saving grace. His heart, his world, his everything.

And every time he turns around and sees your sad smile, he can't bring himself to do it.

He truly loves you to the moon and back.

DAZAI, poe, NAGITO, korekiyo (delusional), and any of your depressed favorites!