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Riven X Musa + Teasing

Date: February 11th, 2023 06:04 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Riven and Musa are fighting and Musa decides to be extra heinous and use her powers to send him suggestive images/thoughts/feelings (you decide) as form of payback. Bonus points if it's in front of all their friends.

Re: Riven X Musa + Teasing

Date: February 12th, 2023 12:43 am (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Riven unclenched his jaw and rolled it to relieve some of the stiffness. He was tense and an ugly ball of feelings had taken residence inside his chest. His mouth still tasted bad from his argument with Musa earlier. They had decided to put it on standby until they came back from the outside group meeting they were running late to, but he couldn't work past the moody silence he had fallen into.

He could feel Musa’s glances from the other side of the group sprawled on the grass, so he turned towards Sky in hopes that his friend would give him some conversation in which he wouldn’t need to talk too much.

His plan was being pretty successful, Sky going on about some guitar riff they had been practicing some weeks ago, until he felt fingertips running the length of his throat.

He jumped and slapped his hand over the side of his neck.

There was nothing there.

The sudden move made Sky pause. “Okay?”

Riven’s brow furrowed, rubbing his skin to get rid of the lingering feeling. “Yeah.”

Sky hummed and he was vaguely aware of a change of topic in the conversation when nails raked through the hair at his nape and ran down his spine.

His jaw clenched.

He didn’t need to check to know there was no one behind him to touch him, but he still rubbed the back of his neck.

And then something soft pressed over his collarbone, little pecks across his chest. The slight spring breeze he was enjoying stopped feeling fresh, his hands warmed up over his legs and he had to burrow them in the grass to cool them.

These weren’t some generic feelings, he knew, these were specific to one person. He had felt them before, every time.

Riven snapped his eyes to Musa, but she was smiling to Aisha like nothing were happening at her hands. She had learned how to replicate feelings? To this level of detail? She hadn't told him.

He tried to project annoyance and only received a quick flash of purple and a glare in response.

He puffed out a breath.

Okay, then.

He struggled to focus on Sky at his side, tried to disentwine the words from his voice.

But the number of sensations enveloping him were escalating.

Wet and hot and running down his torso, over his navel and across his hips. Internal warmth spreading through his veins and mixing with his own natural rise of temperature. Heart beating fast, blood rushing to his ears. Sky’s lips moving, but no sound. Musa’s pretty voice moaning in his mind, breathing so very close to him.

Fuck.

He feared he might have said that aloud.

Taking a deep breath, he made a show of being hot and taking his jacket off, throwing it over his lap.

Pressure up his thighs made him harden surrounded by a pleasant heat swirling around his middle. Fingers toying with the button of his jeans, vibrations down his stomach, bites over his nipples. A flash of Musa’s arse up in the air. The feeling of her hair tangling around his fingers. The sound of her nose suffocating beside his ear.

Impossible things made him accept his downfall with open arms.

Teeth biting the column of his throat and the muscles running down his hips, at the same time. Tugging on his hair and hands wrapping around his cock. A handful of her skin, his fingers sinking into her flesh coexisting with the tendons of her neck, straining against his palm.

All of it Musa. Everywhere. Relentless.

Like a physical manifestation of his mind.

Sweat rimmed his forehead and he could feel the heat of a flush across his face. He briefly wondered how Sky wasn’t able to realise something was going on, if he was melting and the day wasn’t even hot.

Wetness encircled his cock, swirling heat running along his veins and sucking on the head. A small hand palming his neck, incredibly soft lips kissing his jaw.

He bit down on his tongue in his haste to shut his mouth and avoid the escape of any sound. Leaning forward over his legs to keep his hips from buckling up, he gulped down some breaths and tried to hear beyond his own heartbeat.

And then his mind blanked out for a fair share of seconds.

His favourite heat sheathing his cock in one deep take. Sudden, blinding, suffocating. Tight pressure around him, moving at a perfect rhythm. Slow, with her tongue inside his mouth. Fast, with her whole body bouncing on his lap.

Her voice whispering heaven and hell in the darkest part of his mind.

His eyelids fluttered and his eyes rolled back. His lower lip was probably bleeding from how hard his teeth were holding it in place.

Riv.

His name in a moan, in a scream, in a plea. Panting from precious lips in one ear, harsh breathing in the other. Nails on his back, teeth on his neck, fingers on his hair. Nipples in his mouth, breasts bouncing under him, her arse filling his hands. Her face twisting in pleasure, her eyes shining when she comes, their reflection in a mirror fucking with abandon.

Musa.

Musa.

Musa.

“You’re going to come?”

Sky’s voice over the words made him snap painfully fast out of everything, making his heart skip a long beat. “What?”

“Are you going to come?” he repeated, blue eyes inquisitive. “To the mountains recce mission?

Riven swallowed, breathed in through his nose. Musa was looking straight at him, eyes glinting viciously, and he pressed his arms down over his covered groin.

“Yeah,” he panted. “Yeah, I’ll come.”

Re: Riven X Musa + Teasing

Date: February 12th, 2023 03:14 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Not OP but this was hilarious and HOT at the same time, loved it!!!

Re: Riven X Musa + Teasing

Date: February 12th, 2023 03:43 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
This was so so hot and simultaneously hilarious. How didn't Sky realize this man was dying?? Poor poor Riven, I hope he gets his payback.

Re: Riven X Musa + Teasing

Date: February 12th, 2023 08:43 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
OP here and I love this! It was freaking perfect! And the ending had me rolling!!! Love this! Thank you for the fill!

Re: Riven X Musa + Teasing

Date: February 12th, 2023 09:07 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Damn that was hot and hilarious at the same time. Musa definitely messed with his mind real good, poor guy was plain tortured with pleasure. HOT HOT HOT.

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