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"I just—I don't know, I feel like he doesn't even see me, you know?" you said, finishing your sentence by laying your head into your hands.
"i think you're reading too much into this" F.F replied, an emotionless expression plastered onto their face. They picked up an apple and crunched into it.
Clearly, Foo was not the person to go to when looking for advice on how to get the man of your dreams to have anything but a simple small-talk conversation with you. It'd been months since the two of you had actually talked personally, and it was eating you up.
Hermès was sure to have at least a little advice; so you set out to find her, eventually finding her with Jolyne in a nearby hallway.
They were clearly in the middle of a conversation, so you just awkwardly stood behind Jolyne, waiting for Hermès to notice your standing. Of course, after a short amount of time, she did notice.
"Ah! I'm sorry! I didn't even notice you were there, what's up?" Hermès babbled out, talking rapidly with her face flushing due to the embarrassment of her accidental ignorance.
"Hermès, i need advice. How do I get someone I'm interested in romantically to talk to me" you spit out rather seriously, a focused face permantly etched onto your features
Jolyne snorted at this, Hermès soon joining her with her own set of laughs that echoed throughout the corridor.
"Is this about Weather? Or have you moved on from him alre—" Hermès was cut off by your fist flying at the wall next to her head. Both her and Jolyne's eyes darted over to you.
"You and I both know that's who this is about, and we also are well aware he can overhear conversations with his stand." You told this in a mixture of a yell and a whisper.
Hermès was stunned, Jolyne however, had her own idea of how to fix this predicament.
"I know! How about you seduce Anasui in front of him!" Jolyne almost yelled, she was very enthusiastic. Almost suspiciously so.
"Thats—not a bad idea actually, thanks girls! I'll update you" You said to them as you started towards the pipes leading to Emporio's ghost room.
As you headed there, you stopped in your tracks at the realisation it was lunchtime and the men were probably either getting lunch, or eating it somewhere near the cafeteria. Backtracking; you retraced your steps back to the lunchroom.
You saw both Weather and Anasui about to sit down on a bench outside the eating area. You slowly approached the two, trying your best to brace yourself for the show that you were about to put on.
You intentionally unbuttoned one of the buttons that held closed your prison uniform, making it so your chest was ever so slightly exposed. In doing this, the pop of the button alerted the men. Your act was about to begin.
Weather's eyes trailed to you as you approached, giving you a glance of acknowledgement. You had to physically prevent your face from churning into a scowl. Your frustration was immeasurable. How could he be so casual? Had you drifted too far apart in the time you'd been annoyed at him?
None of that was your priority however. It was to make him jealous, to see a tinge of annoyance fall over his features, to make sure he's well aware of what he's when he sees you being so flirty with Anasui.
Weather moved to make room for you beside him. Instead, you got on your knees in front of Anasui.
Both Weather and Anasui's eyes widened at this. The position you were in was making the chest exposed by the button which you'd undone more noticeable than before as you saw both of their eyes wandering.
You broke the silence by a plea for Anasui to let you massage him. He of course, obliged. Noting that he'd been a lot more tense recently. Weather's breath hitched at Anasui's acceptance. That. That was what exactly you wanted from him.
Smirking, you emphasised the pleasure you were getting from this arrangement. Gasping and lightly moaning, just loud enough for someone to hear if they were really listening. Weather, as you would gather from his reactions, was definitely listening. You finished up your massage and asked to sit on Anasui's lap, only to have your face pulled to meet Weather's.
Your eyes widened at the anger within his eyes. Well that was a reaction alright.
"Are you done?" Weather said coldly.
You just nodded as a response.
"Good. I get it." He added
You were awkwardly staring at him for a while, the silence only being broken by him yanking you upward and dragging you across the prison.
"Hey—Weather, it was just a little joke, where are you taking me?" This, and several similar variations were said by you along this journey he took you on. Not once had he answered.
When you reached your destination, which was a desolate cell, in the blind spots of any cameras nearby. This cell, conveniently, was unlocked.
Like a switch had been flipped; he pinned you to the wall, heavily breathing and staring into your eyes.
"What the fuck was that? Do you like to go and parade yourself around like that with anyone? What were you thinking? Is this because I've been distant? You could have just talked to me like a normal person—but no, you just had to go and show everyone what a little slut you are."
Your folds wettened at his demanding words. You stared up at him, lust visible in your eyes.
"You really did just want to rile me up huh?" His eyes widened, and his gaze quickly returned to meet yours. "Alright, but before I want to be fully aware that you want this."
Finally picking up on the situation you eagerly nodded your head and replied with a meek "please".
He sighed, then started to undo his belt. Your eyes darkened as they trailed down to his hands quickly removing the belt he wore.
He let out a dark chuckle at that, then he looked up at you. You looked like such a mess, your still stiff against the wall despite the fact he'd long since removed himself from holding you in place.
"Get on the bed" he commanded. You hurried to the bed, where he started to tie the ends of your legs together, just around your ankles. It was certainly not loose, but not too tight either. Your eyes met his, trying to read his expression.
He pulled your shorts off and left you to remove your shirt on your own, leaving you almost naked and completely defenseless against a very angry, very frustrated Whether.
He began kissing you up your thighs, slowly making his way up your now tied legs, sometimes pausing to suck on the delicate skin.
This was enough to make you start gasping at the slightest hint of his touch, as he noted this, he made sure to slowly rub up your thighs, teasing you all the way up to your heat. "What's this gorgeous? All of this just for me? You're too kind".
Those words alone were enough to make you squirm andet out a whine urging him to go faster.
"Is this what you were hoping to get from your little show? Was this really your endgame?" Weather questioned, running 2 fingers across your entrance while staring intently at you.
"Well—ah—if I'm being honest, I only expected to get you mad enough to ask me what's wrong, but this is definitely an unexpected outcome....not that I don't want this! I've actually wanted this for a long time if I'm being honest." You meekly replied, probably too fast to be considered normal, part of you was annoyed he was doing this interrogation now instead of fucking you, but you'd be patient for now.
"And you've waited this long to tell me? Talk about wasted time, we could have done this way long ago if you didn't work in such micro-aggressions, why did you—"
Weather was interrupted by you yelling at him to hurry up and do something.
He looked up at you, raising an eyebrow.
"You're sprawled in front of me, all at my mercy, yet you have the gall to try to command me?"
He feigned annoyance, and then continued his sentence
"You're very lucky I am also needy at the moment."
Just then he pushed aside your panties and slipped 2 fingers in with no issue.
"You are a lot wetter than I anticipated, perhaps not much preparation is needed".
He thrusted his fingers into you with skilled hands, making sure to search for your sweet spot by curling his fingers while inside you.
He grazed upon one spot that made you scream, him looking around to ensure nobody heard you that was in the area—nobody else deserved to see you like this.
"Shhhh...we don't want anybody hearing you now...do we?" Weather said in a hushed tone.
"Goddamn it Weather please put it in, oh my god I can't take it anymore, I want—no, need you, right now" you babbled pleas at him to try to capture the desperation you harboured for this moment.
"As you wish sweetheart" Weather replied, taking off his boxers and lining up his member with your soaking core.
He slowly started pushing it in, stopping at intervals to make sure you were okay, and always asking if you needed more time.
For someone so mad, he certainly was a lot more patient than you were.
After you were used to his size, he started slowly thrusting into you, his movements slow but calculated.
"Weather—please—faster" you said between huffs of air.
"As you wish princess" Weather replied, immediately speeding his thrusts.
You'd never felt so...full.
Each thrust was like unlocking a new part of you that he was somehow able to hit. This prison was doing you no favours in the pleasure department, there were barely any toys to begin with and most were overpriced anyways, and fingers could NOT compare to this.
"Fuck, you're taking me so well darling, you look so beautiful like this" Weather said, staring into your eyes as he delivered the line.
Instinctively, you turned your head away in embarrassment, you were not one to receive compliments well to begin with, let alone genuine and such dirty ones.
"No, please look at me while i fuck you, your expressions are so special" Weather pleaded.
You were a moaning mess at this, he was truly such a sweet person, you have always known he'd give you the world if you asked.
"God you're so stunning love, you are the most amazing person I've ever met, you're so good for me. Weather babbled out, a mess of grunts and moans interrupting a few words.
After hearing that, the familiar knot in your stomach was beginning to form, you made Weather aware of this immediately.
"Fuck Weather im gonna come" you say desperately.
"Then come for me darling, you've been doing so well...you deserve it."
You come and ride out your orgasm, him shortly following, pulling out and coming all over your chest.
"Oh shit, sorry, I'll clean that for you—stay put."
It's not like you could stand if you wanted to, with how long it's been since an intimate encounter, you were almost certain walking would not be an easy task.
Weather returned with a damp towel and cleaned up the area around the two of you, including your chest.
"You know Weather, next time you need to come, I'd rather you shove it in my mouth than make a mess on my chest" you said, sarcastically, a hint of real annoyance there, but it wasn't a bug deal.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't know where else to go and I thought about—" he was interrupted by a rough kiss from you.
"You talk to much" you stated, and then layed back down.
"Look, I'd also love to rest with you here but uh...this isn't exactly my cell.
Your eyes shot open.
"...what" you practically yelled.
Weather informed you of the camera loophole and he quickly carried you to his cell so you could both get some rest.
As you drifted off, the only thing on your mind was the heat of Weather's body pressed against you.
Maybe you should rile him up more often, if this was the result you would receive