Kinktober 2018 (Kissed By The Baddest Bidder and Mystic Messenger)

Day Three (Baba + Temperature Play)

Note: Third day! This took me longer than it should have, it's also longer than it should have been.. I just stopped writing to check notifications on my phone and ended up playing 4 main stories+3 POV's on Love365. So, yeah.... R.I.P my bank account and my self control. Then when I took a brief break towards the end of writing it, an idea popped into my head. I don't know why, but making Baba and MC the grossest, lovey doviest, cheesy couple, is just what I do.

Summary: It's hot as fuck, but Baba has some ideas to help cool MC off.

Pairing: Baba/MC (Cis!Female)

Word Count: 2339 (These were supposed to be shorter than my normal one-shots...)

Warnings: Dildo, Temperature Play, Blindfolds, Light Bondage, Vaginal Sex, Creampie (I'm starting to think I'm physically incapable of making characters pull out or use a condom)

It's hot; an unbearable, insufferable heat. Typically, the ac within the Tres Spades would take care of that. But, something is broken, cause of course it is. She's been running around like crazy and there's a disgusting sheen of sweat stuck to her skin. Everything is terrible; quite frankly

She's cleaning the penthouse suites, thankfully most of the bidders are gone. Finding places to escape the heat, working, or trying to get people to fix the ac. If she's being completely honest, she doesn't dislike the bidders, but she's already frazzled from the heat. As much as they've become her reluctant asshole friends, they have a tendency to get on her last nerve. But, if it wasn't for them and the auctions; her and Baba wouldn't have been brought together. She can look back on every moment of stress and hurt with a smile now, knowing that it's all led her to him.

Wow, his romantic dorkiness is rubbing off on her. She shakes her head at her own cheesy thoughts, her cheeks feel warm now and not because of the heat. She's cleaning up Baba's, and kind of her's too at this point, suite. Busying herself with making the bed. Arms wrap around her waist and pull her backwards, a usually comfortable but currently overwhelming warmth on her back.

"Hello, beautiful," Baba whispers against her ear. She turns within his arms and puts her hands to his chest, giving him a chaste kiss before trying to put a little distance between them. He's the absolute love of her life, but it's too hot to be on top of each other.

"Hello, to you too," she manages to say before he kisses her again, deeper this time. His tongue swipes her lips. She pulls away, feeling her body heat up.

"Something wrong, princess?"

"Sorry, it's just too hot. I'm already sweaty and gross, sorry."

"You're gorgeous," he presses a kiss against her sweaty forehead, "I'll see you after work."

They exchange 'I love you's' before she leaves to go back to work, she feels bad turning him down. Makeout sessions throughout the day are usual for them, but she really can't stand anything that will make her burn up even more. Thankfully, Baba is understanding as always, how did she get so lucky? She's a bit more energetic as she goes about her work day.

Her shift passes by easily, though sweat is still dripping off of her skin by the time she's finished and going back to Baba's suite.

"I'm home," She calls out as she walks inside.

"I'm in here, princess!" His voice is coming from the bedroom. He's usually in the kitchen by the time she gets home, working on dinner, is he up to something?

"Okay... I'm gonna grab a shower."

"Actually, could you come here?"

Suspicious, she ventures into the bedroom. It's empty, though she notices an ice bucket near the bed, but she can't see if anything else is in it. Arms wrap around her waist again, making her yelp as she's pulled back against Baba's chest. A once again smothering body heat against her sweaty back.