Weak Hero Oneshots

Kingsley [What?]

Contains: fingering, teasing, mating press, really really suggestive (breeding/impregnating kink)
(Kingsley is a giant tease and flirt in this) giant plot twist at the end 😩
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Another day of annoyance and trying to capture Kingsley's attention. You'd tried everything from your clothes to trying to get closer to him but it never worked.

Huffing as Kingsley got a call from Donald you grumbled as you knew you had to walk alone now.

Whipping around and walking off with a slight stomp, you grit your teeth. Clenching your fists you felt warm tears prickle in your eyes. Why couldn't Kingsley realize you liked him?

As you were nearly approaching your house you felt tears beginning to stream down your face, it made you even more angry.

What else made you mad was that you thought you two were nothing more than friends with benefits, even if you weren't you didn't exactly have a hold on what your relationship was with Kingsley.

There would be times Kingsley ushered you into a storage closet while visiting Donald, where he would make out with you and give each other a quickie. Or other moments that Kingsley would steal a kiss from you while no one was watching.

You remembered an incident when you first had sex with Kingsley, it had been your first time and after you two got done, Kingsley called you darling and treated you like his girlfriend. But what didn't make sense to you was that he never once asked you to be it.

As you practically slammed open the front door you stopped crying...you forgot to give Kingsley back his bag.

Now you fucked up, Kingsley absolutely needed his bag, it had everything from important papers for Donald, to schoolwork.

But it was too late to run down back to the building where Donald was and hand it to Kingsley. You quickly grabbed your phone and dialed Kingsley's number, hoping he would pick up.

When he didn't, you sighed out and jumped into your shower, the skirt you wore was one you especially picked out, it was slightly hemmed to compliment your waist but Kingsley never said anything.

You walked around your house in nothing more than your usual comfortable clothes when you heard a soft knock at the front door.

Opening it you saw Kingsley standing there, you obviously knew what he needed and you invited him inside.

"I'll get it!" You skidded to your room and picked up the bag that laid on your bed. As you turned to walk back to the living room, Kingsley stood right in front of you.

As you got startled you jumped backwards and fell back onto the bed.

"Oh..sorry." Kingsley offered you his hand and you tried pulling yourself back up but wheezed and burst out laughing. Falling back onto the bed you choked with laughter.

Kingsley stayed blank for a second before breaking out into a chuckle as well. He sat at the edge of your bed taking off his glasses to clean them for a moment. You glanced at Kingsley's eyes for a second, as you got closer to examine his eyes you became more entranced with them.

Kingsley turned his head and stared right back at you, with your nose a few centimeters apart from his you felt a slow embarrassment fill you.

Before you could pull away Kingsley leaned forward and kissed your nose. Pulling away you huffed at him, scooting away back against the bed as a low chuckle left Kingsley's throat.

He pulled off his blazer and began to crawl towards you, giggling you backed further against your bed. You two had known each other for years and often played around usually in a teasing way.