Tadashi X Reader Novels & Stories

She curled into one of the high-backed chairs near the window, a thick book open on her lap, a dark romantic comedy she’d read a thousand times. The sun was setting in orange and purple across the pages. She told herself she was reading. In truth she was still feeling Roman between her thighs from the shower, every shift of her hips reminding her how he did everything but fuck her. The door opened without a knock. Roman stepped in, closing it softly behind him. Shirt sleeves rolled to the elbow, top two buttons undone, looking too innocent for who he truly was. He looked unfairly edible. Tessa didn’t even look up from her book.

"What the hell are you talking about?" "Oh come on, you know what I mean, Noctis." "What." His eyes go wide with shock. "What did you say?" "Noctis. I said Noctis. Lord Noctis Vale. That's you, right?" He just glares at him, speechless, like a deer caught in torchlight. TJ stands, pulls off his mesh top, and cups his own chest, thumbs brushing over his sensitive nipples. "I read your stories, Master. Every single one. And I loved them."

By the time the last student left, I was aching. I locked the studio door when he knocked. He stepped inside in a t-shirt and gym shorts. His cock was already tenting the front. “Lock it,” I said. He did. Then he walked straight to me and pulled me into a hard kiss. Our tongues slid together, wet and hungry. I sucked on his tongue and he groaned into my mouth. I broke the kiss and looked up at him. “Take your shirt off. I want to feel your skin.” He pulled it off. His chest and arms were strong and solid. I ran my hands all over him, then pressed my breasts against his bare chest.

"Let's figure out the rest together." Henry simply smiled as Xavier ripped off his shirt, revealing a toned chest covered in tattoos. The sight took Henry's breath away, solidifying his desire for the man in front of him. "You have tottos all over your chest," Henry observed, tracing his fingers lightly over the ink. "Each one has a story to tell, just like you," Xavier replied, pulling Henry closer for a passionate kiss. "And I can't wait to share them all with you." Henry's hands moved Xavier's bare chest, feeling the heat of his skin beneath his fingertips. "I'm looking forward to hearing every story," Henry whispered, his heart racing with anticipation.

Tadashi explained as if he read her thoughts. /Can he read my thoughts?/ "Just to let you know, I can't read your thoughts." He continued to elaborate without stopping. However, it was so in sync that Naoko still felt dubious. /How're you answering everything perfectly then?/ This time it took him longer to reply. He only spoke because Naoko kept staring at him without blinking. "It's like a gut instinct. I just know. I do wonder if it goes two ways." Naoko studied his face and expression closely. Although he looked calm, had stopped avoiding her, and was even sticking to her, her gut told her otherwise. "... You're still feeling bad and anxious."

he replied, holding me closer to his chest. I smiled as I tightened my hold around his waist, closing my eyes as I took a deep whiff of his scent- candlewood and lies. Seems he stopped using manipulation. I laughed at my joke. Tiana rolled her eyes and I poked my tongue at her. She's so real and annoying, I don't get why Xender can't see her. Maybe he's finally getting drowned in his sins. Perfect. I hated him too. Loved only his money and huge dick.

We are now in our room. Tay is standing in front of me. He lets my hair down and caresses my cheekbones. I wait in anticipation of what he is going to do; I can’t believe that I trust him with my body. He leans in and our lips collide. The kiss is slow, gentle, passionate, and full of love. He is showing his love through his kisses, and that he won’t do anything I don’t want. He buries his hands in my hair and I moan and move my hands to his neck, and his hand tugs my shirt up. He breaks the kiss and pulls the t-shirt over my head, exposing my half-naked body, and I’m glad he doesn’t look at it. I have never been half-naked in front of a guy willingly before and also, I don’t have the confid

Chase warns him. “The weird little thing I couldn’t figure out has shown its purpose. It’s positioned perfectly at my clit, and it’s sucking while Hudelone rails into me. Heat burns through my bones, and I’m silenced by the pleasure that builds,” Jax reads aloud with a grin. “Okay, stop reading the fucking book!” Chase laughs, shaking his head as he walks off. “I’m reading them all. Every single one of her books,” Jax smirks, clearly enjoying himself.

His door was always shut completely, almost like he was hiding another life behind it. A faint rustling sound slipped through the small opening. Curiosity tugged at me before I could stop it. I moved closer quietly, my fingers grazing against the cold wall beside me as I peered through the narrow gap. And stilled. It is Tad. He stood beside his desk, sleeves rolled up messily, his hair slightly disheveled like he had been dragging his fingers through it repeatedly. Papers were scattered everywhere. Files, Documents, Pictures. He searched through them frantically, flipping pages aggressively like a man seconds away from drowning.

Gently, he brushed his lips across her, sending a spark of desire flashing down her spine. Arching her back, she pressed into him, instinctively parting her lips, ready for his tongue to enter her mouth. But his lips played against hers, sending more flickers of heat racing through her, stoking the fire of her need for another tiger. For him. “Roman.” She whispered his name against his mouth, half unconsciously. His arm tightened around her waist and she molded her body to his as he grew hotter against her. And still, his mouth only danced lightly with hers. With a moan, she threaded her hands through his hair and pulled his lips tight to her, entering his mouth with her tongue, aggressive i