Judar Scenarios and One Shots

Bad Day Cure

Summary:

anonymous asked:

Could you please write a scenario with Judar being pouty cuz he had a bad day but his shy s/o surprises him with a cute/sexy Outfit?>w< Thanks <3

Rating - Teen for slightly sexually suggestive

At this exact moment, Judar hated everything. It didn't matter what it was, he hated it, and this included the fluffy pillow his face was currently shoved in. The silk sheets that cocooned his body were cold against his hot, flustered skin and he wanted to rip them to shreds. Even his hair was irritating him, trapped beneath his body and tugging at the back of his skull uncomfortably, and for once he had the thought of chopping it off. Though, in truth, he didn't even have the energy or will to move even his pinky finger. He was exhausted and angry, praying that sleep would take him before he suddenly exploded in rage.

Behind the racing thoughts in his mind, he thought he heard the opening of a door somewhere in the distance. Unable to stand the thought of human interaction, he buried himself further into the pillow and under the sheets, wishing that he could just be invisible for the next twenty-four hours. He listened intently to the soft sounds of footsteps approaching, his stomach clenching in irritation every second they grew closer. He knew exactly who it was, and yet he couldn't get past his frustration to welcome her presence. Even as the intoxicating scent of her perfume reached his senses, all he could think about was the shitty day he had just gone through. He didn't even notice that the perfume was much more potent than normal.

"Judar?" Her voice was soft and sweet to his ears, though it did little to calm the swelling anger in his core. He only gave a short grunt in response, refusing to move from his spot. The soft touch of her hand against his form prompted no reaction from him, unable to feel irritated or happy about it. If he was honest with himself, her presence did calm him, even if it was just a little bit. She ran her hand up and down along his back gently, still speaking with a soft voice. "You had a bad day, huh?" He felt his spine tingle as she used her nails in certain areas and he wiggled a bit beneath the sheets.

"Awful, shitty day." He spoke, his voice muffled by the thick pillow he hid in. He wanted to open his cocoon and invite her in, but the thought of moving that much wore him out before even attempting to do it. "I'm sorry," his lover spoke softly, the tone of her voice revealing true sympathy. "I expected that would happen, especially after you told me what you had to do today." The stroking of her hand came to a stop, and Judar immediately noticed a change in the way she spoke, as if she grew nervous. "Do... do you want me to leave you alone?"

Judar didn't really know what he wanted. He wanted to be alone, but at the same time, her touch and scent were so alluring that he wanted to hold her. After a moment of silence and contemplation, he wiggled about a bit to pull the covers away from his body. Though he kept his face hidden, he turned slightly and held his arm out, inviting her in. Carefully, she snuggled herself into the open spot, and Judar instantly wrapped himself around her, even interlacing his legs with hers. He moved his face from the pillow to her hair, sighing as he took in her scent. He kept his eyes shut, worried that the light in the room would only bother him further.

He felt his body relax as she cuddled herself against him tightly. At first, he noticed that her body fit into his easily, as if she wasn't wearing near enough clothing to create a barrier. In fact, it felt similar to when he held her after making love, only there was the soft itch of fabric on his stomach. Curious, but deciding to keep his face hidden, he began to run his hand down her back, noticing at first that her shoulder blades were bare. As he explored her form, his hand was met with soft fabric and the texture of lace. As his hand reached her hip, he felt her shift a bit and he pulled his face from her hair. His eyes first landed on her face, which was flushed and coated with embarrassment.

"What's all this?" He lifted his head up a bit to peer down at her, his eyes observing what he could of her backside. From what he could see, she was dressed in very sheer, very scandalous pieces of clothing, if one could even consider them clothing. He couldn't deny that the clothing set his heart racing and his mind wandering to what the rest of her looked like. Actually able to hear her swallow, he looked back at her face, noticing it had somehow flushed even darker. "I-I wanted to cheer you up... I thought this would work..." Using gentle force, Judar rolled over onto his back and pulled her with him, getting her to be on top of him.

Obviously fighting against her embarrassment, she sat up, straddling him and seated on his stomach. Judar placed his hands firmly on her hips, observing her silently as he felt his face flush. It was such sheer fabric that he could see every inch of her, and though it wasn't a view he was new to, it still spiked her attractiveness to a whole new level. His eyes were drawn back up to her face as she spoke. "Do you like it?" A small, sly smile finally crossing his lips, he reached up and pushed her hair back over her shoulder to reveal her chest more to him, his hand resting on her neck.

"You always know exactly what to do. This is a bit of a shock, but I'm not complaining. Not sure how much longer you'll be wearing it, though."