[ Note: since so many of you asked me to continue this one… Here you go. And thanks to the lovely anon who sent me the request in the first place - it’s your success in a way, I guess. ]
“I didn’t know you could hide your wings,” Ajax
points out as he throws his keys on the small table next to the couch you’re
sitting on. “Has it always been this way?”
At first you can only reply with a small smile
but then you say, “It’s amazing how much you can learn about your abilities
when you’re alone for a long time.” Nodding, he walks around the wide leather
couch and sits down next to you, clearly doing his best to keep a safe distance
from you. Even though he helped you before you still don’t understand why he’s
acting the way he does. Just like at this very moment, when he’s only sitting
there with his green eyes fixed on you. “What is it?”
“Well, now that you don’t attract too much
attention,” he begins but stops almost immediately. For a very short moment he
looks confused but then he awkwardly clears his throat and says, “With your
wings, I mean. So now maybe we should go out and have some fun. What do you
think? I know a good place nearby.”
“Are you sure it’s a good idea?”
“Why wouldn’t it be?” he asks with a smile,
extending his hand so you could take it. “Come on, trust me. It’ll be fun. And
after all you’ve been through, I think you deserve it.”
Letting out a sigh you take his hand. “Okay,
fine. Worst case scenario,” you begin as he helps you stand up, “I end up in
the Workshop again.”
His entire body freezes before he slowly turns to
look at you. “I won’t let that happen, okay? Now, go and get ready,” he orders
kindly with a small smile on his lips.
Mother told me to go to our bedroom and wait for her. I could hear jingle of her belts as she selected one from her closet. She found her favorite one. Wide. Long. Worn brown leather.
She came in and asked me why I didn’t have my progress report. My heart beat at my chest the way I knew she was about to attack my tender ass.
My dick jumped as my stomach sank. Then I lied. I said there was a delay for my report because my teacher had a few more assignments to enter for me.
That’s when she pulled out my progress report.
I could see the F in English on the page, even though my eyes were pouring tears my this point and my voice grew shrill and panicked.
“I’m sorry!” I screamed, but it had begun.
She grabbed my arms above my head with amazing strength and brought the belt against my trembling cheeks.
My knees gave as she tore my ass with steady rhythm of a lecture about lying and low performance.
Drable prompt: Mitsuru becomes a wonderfully gluttonous pig
Anyone outside of Mitsuru’s office would be forgiven if they thought that the sounds coming from within her office were either a gluttonous pig reveling in a trough of food, or a wolf tearing at a steak. They wouldn’t exactly be WRONG… the 500 pound woman sitting inside could most certainly be considered a pig, at least in mannerisms!
“W-Wonderful…” she belched into a pudgy, balled up fist, sausage fingers struggling to curl. “Simply marvelous…” she grunted as she shifted around in her double wide leather seat, crumbs falling from her second chin as she did. The Kirijo corporation had recently made a massive business deal… buying out Wild Duck Burger! Nearly doubling their profits made life a breeze for every Kirijo employee, especially their young CEO… however it DID have an impact on her figure. Having already fallen in love with the fast food when she went their with Minako, her indulgence only increased when she had unlimited free access to burgers whenever she wanted. A thick, triple rolled belly dominated her figure, nearly covering her legs past the knee as she sat down, covering thunderous thighs, thicker around than most girls her age, and twice as soft. Beneath her bulk was a massive ass as well… one that nearly made her chair unnecessary given how plush it was. Her chest, oddly enough, was the one that was left out! Hardly increasing only a cup size with her gain, creating an odd image… her chest was like that of an average woman, leading into pillow sized forearms, and massive… everything!
Hearing her intercom buzz, she jabbed a fat finger into the button. “Yesh?” she asked, swallowing quickly. “Your appointment from Wild Duck is here Miss Kirijo!” her secretary said in a chipper tone. “… give me one minute!” she called out as she began struggling to get to her feet and clean her face and desk of wild duck wrappers.
minutes it’s been since Tony
heard the Hulk roar. God, what the hell had he been thinking
sending him to Steve after the near-miss when he’d told him what was
going on? Was he out of his goddamned mind?
jet is perfectly climate-controlled with an air-circulation system
that Tony designed himself for maximum freshness and it’s big enough
that three men Thor’s size could lie down across it’s width, but
right now it’s stuffy and too
small. It’s dark outside and sleep time as far as his body’s
concerned, so even the soft evening
desperately wants something to do with his hands.
Pair of men’s dress boots, c. 1800. They are comprised of three colors of leather. Black for the slipper-like sole. Beige leather under the embroidered knit lace simulates the tone of the wearer’s skin. A wide red band of leather circles the top of the boot. Silk bows decorate the inner corer of each toe.
(reaching to answer it with an arm draped over his eyes)
Good morning, Mr Ackerman. This is your wake-up call!
(groans, head falling back on the bed)
Is everything alright, Sir?
(rubbing sleep from his eyes) Just peachy.
Eren tries not to laugh, and in his struggle lets out a loud, undignified snort.
Levi sits upright, squeezing the phone to his ear as he recognises the sound as belonging to the enthusiastic brunette from reception. The man who became so sweetly flustered when Levi insisted on carrying his own luggage. After an impressive show of persistence from the receptionist, Eren ended up clutching Levi’s soft leather jacket, wide eyes following his guest’s progress up the stairs as Levi hauled two suitcases with ease.
(grinning) Well, I'm wide awake now.
Shit! I didn’t mean for that... oh fuck! (muffled sound of Eren slamming a palm to his mouth to stop any further obscenities from escaping) Mr Ackerman, I’m so sorry-
-Please, it's Levi.
Levi, I can only apologise-
Tch. There’s no need.
Swear all you like. Better out than in.
Anyway. Thanks for the wake-up call, Eren.
(stunned) You remembered my name! Thanks Mr-.
(lips curling on hearing Eren’s ear-to-ear grin) No problem.
So, (coughs). Can I get you anything else?
(thoughtful pause) Yes actually. Another wake-up call.
(confused) I thought you just said you were wide awake?
Yep. Call back in 3 minutes.
Levi spends the next two minutes planning the best way to ask Eren out for coffee and the third sitting patiently on the bed clad in one of the hotel's fluffy dressing gowns.
Ludwig has some serious trust issues about his government. He keeps a very close eye on everything and does all the work himself. Government corruption nearly destroyed everything, and it’s his personal job to keep it from happening again. It’s the thing that’s closest to his heart, the most precious part of him. So when he asks Gilbert if he wants to come work with him, it’s a heavy question.
Gilbert’s been out of work since forever and he’s itching for something to do, but joining Ludwig’s government is special, intimate. When he gives an answer it’s paired with a meaningful kiss and Ludwig lets him know there’s an empty office across from his own with a wide window and leather furniture. Gilbert gets the feeling that Ludwig has been thinking about this for awhile.