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Volks x Reader Lemon

Character: Volks from Blush Blush

Ok so last night I had my first Blush Blush dream and boi was it a wet one. Volks wasn't the only boy in the dream, but there was one part of it where it was just me hugging and giving him slow and soft kisses and telling him how much I loved him while he hugged me back and bc of that part I've been converting back to version of me that claimed Volks as my favorite when Blush Blush was first released.

Anyways, this will be in a slightly poetic form? I like writing poetry and it's a change of pace for my stories.

I hope you enjoy this!!

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His heart was just for me.

In this moment -and any moment like this- Volks and his heart belong to me.

The way he kisses my lip shows that he knows that I have all of him to love, and I always try to show the same affection as I kiss him back. Makeout sessions like this are always a magical experience; a mixture of soft lips craving love, adventure, and proof that the other will never leave.

Out hands go in opposite directions; mine reach his heavenly dark locks while his get closer to my fleshy gates of hell. We grab each other tightly, bringing us even closer together, allowing our groans to get swallowed up by the other. Frantically, we fill our hands to the fullest with the other until we know it's time to move on.

I move to the bed, Volks goes to prepare his cock for what will be yet another favorite fuck. The moment I see his eyes, noting my reflection in them I hear him speak for the first time since we started to lose ourselves in each other.

"Ready?"

My eyes are filled with want and anticipation as I give him my consent, and the pain begins to leisurely course through me. I can't even finish crying out at the feeling before his lips have engulfed mine once again, taking in all of my sounds for himself.

Time is lost as he speeds up, lifting himself up to allow me to bask in his erotic groans as he shares his feelings physically and verbally. I bring him back down, reciprocating his feelings before bringing his plush lips back to where they belong.

It feels like it's been centuries since we've started and decades since we've taken a breath to stop sharing our emotions with one another. All I can feel are his breath on my lips and the pleasure below that's pushing me to my limits. I let him know of my situation, and he lets me know that he is the same.

I smile at that.

In this, we are the same; we are one. I am him, and he is me.

God, love is better than any other emotion.

We both cry out as he fills me with himself, my release mixing with his as it spills over our joint state and onto our skin and sheets. We come to a slow halt, but never let go.

All I see is his face, and all he sees is mine. He gives one last kiss before moving to clean up, then lays down behind me with his chest pressed against my back and arms around my waist.

Volks is me, and I am him. Nothing will change this, and no one will take this from us.

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Damn I had a lot of fun with this!! I'm gonna have to do more poetic smut soon

~Phil