COLLYWOBBLES • collection of short ff's

- S. Hanta | smut

character: sero hanta
pronouns used: he/him/his
genre: smut
triggers: public masturbation, risky sex, powerbottom!sero, quicky, praise, cum overload, literally a porn cliché
synopsis: sero brings the reader to his house, ready to introduce the boy to his family. things get a little more handsy than the reader expected.
side note: partially-hispanic sero 🥳 also, i ised google translate for the spanish... anyone who is fluent, feel free to correct me

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"i don't want to go, hanta."

"wha– we're almost there! we can't turn back now!"

"but, hantaaa..."

sero and (m/n) walked together, hand-in-hand, down the sidewalk towards the ravenette's house. today was the day (m/n) got to meet his parents.

sero was elated. once they got this over, (m/n) would soon get the key to his house and he could come in and out as frequently as he wanted!!

however, (m/n) didn't feel the same. he felt the complete opposite, actually.

(m/n) was a good kid. he stood up for what he wanted and believed, and was rather rambunctious with the people he was comfortable with. but, it was a different story when it came to adults.

he was raised under a household that strongly believed in 'the older you are to someone, the more superiority you hold' kind of deal. it ran throughout almost his entire bloodline, including his siblings.

so, of course those beliefs influenced his lifestyle. (m/n) would feel nervous just in the presence of someone who was merely a year older than him. many thought it was just social anxiety, but as they got to know him, (m/n) told them that wasn't the case.

"... (m/n)!" the shout of his name startled the boy from his thoughts.

"huh? what, hanta?" (m/n) sighed softly, wiping his free hand on his pants.

sero gave his other hand a tight squeeze. "don't worry. my parents are nice folks. i'll be next to you to hold you, 'kay?" he gave a soft smile.

he was always able to calm (m/n)'s nerves. the now calm boy nodded. the two of them walked into the house as they arrived. (m/n) focused on keeping his breathing normal as sero shouted to his parents.

"¡mamá papá! ¡estamos en casa! (mom, dad! we're home!)" sero and (m/n) kicked off their shoes.

sero's dad came down the stairs, followed by three other boys. "finalmente, los hemos estado esperando a ustedes dos. comamos. (finally, we've been waiting for you two. lets eat.)" they all walked to the kitchen, settling down at the table as sero's mother handed out the food.

when they all sat, it was silent for a moment. (m/n) had already felt himself growing nervous from before. he couldn't speak spanish, so he had no clue what they were saying.

and now it was just silent. it felt so awkward...

"(m/n), sweetheart, hanta has told us so much about you," his mom broke the silence.

the boy looked up from his plate to the woman. "has he?"

"yes, he has. he can't stop gushing about how proud he is to get such a strong lover. i wish you both a long relationship," the woman grinned happily.

(m/n) glanced to sero, who had a smile as well. he didn't seem embarrassed at all. "thank you.."

"yeah, the other day when he came other to the shop, he was so pissed because we 'interrupted his date'—"