Author's Notes:
So, every title I could think of reminded me of a cringy Hallmark romantic drama. So, I just used my supernatural talent at picking bad names, and went with a blunt title that leaves nothing a surprise. This one was especially fun to write, and wew was it hot. I tried writing it so you could self-insert as either character, or just watch as a spectator. Most importantly, I hope you enjoy it~
I'll see you in two days with the final chapter to the twinscoln story! :D
Disclaimer: The Loud House Copyright Nickelodeon (2021)
FINDING LOVE IN THE MEN'S RESTROOM
When you first walk into the men's restroom, you're only concerned about making a stop at one of the urinals and then going on your way.
You never imagined you'd see a girl standing in front of a porcelain basin.
You stand there like an idiot, trying to decide if you should scold her, get an employee, or go about your business as if this was normal.
On a closer look, however, you notice she's shivering. Is she cold?
She looks your way, and you realize the problem isn't that she's too cold.
She's actually burning up, likely from embarrassment.
Those tremors must be from her nerves. Yet, you're still left wondering why a girl is standing in front of a urinal.
You also wonder what you yourself should do in this situation.
Then, you see her hands grab her skirt. She's shaking as she slowly lifts it up to her waist.
Because you're mostly behind her, and at such an odd angle, you don't get to see what her panties look like. But you're more than able to get a delicious view of her exposed thigh.
Things are getting incredibly awkward. So, you approach the urinals, deciding it's best to pretend she doesn't exist.
You can't wrap your mind around a girl trying to pee in a urinal while standing up. How would she even do it?
While you go about your business, you happen to glance over.
You see that she's now holding her skirt high up with one hand. Her other hand is doing something inside her skirt.
Your eyes connect with hers, and she quickly looks away.
Her cute face is bright red. It contrasts well with the stunningly snow white hair laying across her shoulders, spilling down to the small of her back.
Your gaze lowers to her neck, and you spot a small bump there.
Suddenly, you realize what this girl actually is.
Not even a second later, her eyes return to the urinal, and you hear a tinkling sound as she finally starts relieving herself.
Your heart is thumping quickly. You know you've fallen for "her" trick. You wonder if anyone else has figured it out yet.
Part of you wonders just how far this can go, too...
"She" can't keep a steady stream going, likely due to her embarrassment and anxiety.
Maybe she thinks that she hasn't been found out yet. She'd definitely be young and naive to think that.
But come to think of it - as your eyes look over her youthful features - you'd have to say this "girl" is quite young. You're not even sure if she's in high school yet.
You're able to relieve yourself just fine. As you take care of your business, you also take the time to look over her clothes.
What made this girl stand out so much was the sailor-styled uniform she was wearing. A white blouse held together in the front with a hidden zipper, with a blue collar that was squared across her upper back and came down to a V in the front, and closed with a red ribbon tie. A deep blue, pleated skirt wrapped around her hips, covering to just a few inches above her knees. She also wore matching blue stockings that came up to just below her knees, and a pair of plain black shoes.
She looked like a character that'd jumped straight out of a manga. You realize now that she must be cosplaying, and had the misfortune of needing to use a public restroom.
You take another look at her face, and you see a cute pink bunny clip that held her bangs out of her face.
You finish peeing and go to wash your hands.
You can feel her eyes glaring at you, like she's begging you to leave so she can finally ease the uncomfortable pressure inside her bladder.
You take one last look at her, your eyes connect with hers, and she looks away quickly. She's stepping from side to side, and she's trembling quite noticeably now. She seriously has to pee; she just needs you to leave.
You look at the door for a moment.
But your feet start walking back to the girl instead.
Your heart is thumping even harder now.
She hears you coming. She looks your way. Her eyes widen, and her cute blush darkens even more.
"W-w-what a-are you doing? I-I thought you were d-done-"
She cuts herself off. Moaning as she squeezes her thighs together. Clenching her eyes shut. She looks like she's in agony.
You decide to help her out.
Coming up behind her, you place your hands on her shoulders. Her uniform feels soft and comfortable. You're willing to bet her skin is just as tantalizing, if not more so.
"Just relax," you tell her.
Stroking her shoulders, you lean your head down. You're easily a whole head-and-a-half taller than her. She's so small you could probably hold her up with just one arm.
"It's ok," you whisper into her ear, "Relax."
She's shaking so much. She's biting her lip so hard it looks like it hurts.
"I-I c-can't... p-please leave..." she begs with her timid voice.
You look over her shoulder, down to her skirt. You see the very tip of her thing down there, what she's been trying to hide from you all this time.
You couldn't see anything before. You realize the situation is somehow making her aroused...
Your hands stroke deeper into her shoulders, playing with her girly muscles like putty. Your voice tickles her ear, and your words make her crane her neck to the side.
She so willingly bared her neck for you. Does she not realize that you could easily take advantage of her if she gives such obvious cues?
"Do you need me to help you?"
Your husky voice fills her head, making her teeter side to side.
"Y-you..."
She gasps when she feels your hand caress her breast.
Your fingers follow the line of her collar, your palm easily slides down her flat chest. You happen to feel a hard nub hidden beneath her blouse.
"Do it in front of me, and I'll give you a reward."
Her eyes open wide. She stares right into your piercing gaze. She shrinks back into your arms.
She really is such a small, cute thing.
"M-mister, I-I c-can't..."
You lean closer. She closes her eyes and tips her head up.
Is she expecting you to kiss her?
What a cute, slutty, little thing she is.
But instead of giving her what she wants, you rest your chin on her head. Her indignant groan makes you smile.
Your hand is still slithering its way down her body. Her stomach is soft and warm.
She squeaks when she realizes your fingers are tugging on her skirt.
She doesn't offer much resistance as you pull her skirt up against her belly.
When you finally see the thing she was desperate to hide before, your first thought is that it's-
"Cute," you tell her.
She's shaking more violently than before. You see a small bead of liquid form on her tip.
"M-mister, p-please, s-stop looking. I-I can't h-hold it much longer..."
She trails off with a string of cute gasping moans as she tries her very best to hold it back.
But you don't relent. While still holding her skirt up, your hand rubs her stomach, helping her body to relax. Your other arm slips around her chest. You're hugging her to your body. She's so warm and soft, and you notice how wonderful her snowy hair smells.
"N-no..." she pitifully whimpers.
Her body falls limp in your arms. She hides her face in your chest. You can feel her burning cheeks through your shirt.
The tinkling sound of her pee colliding with the urinal is oddly satisfying.
Her limp body twitches in your arms. Her cute voice moans as she unwillingly relieves herself in front of you.
Her hand grabs your arm, her fingers press into your skin.
You don't even know her name yet, and here you are holding her as she practically climaxes from peeing.
You keep stroking her. One hand on her stomach, and the other on her chest. You realize she's wearing a bra underneath, too. An unexpected surprise, but it does complete the cosplay.
"Do you feel better?"
You whisper into her ear, still holding her limp body up with your arms.
She quivers, pushes her face deeper into your chest.
"Y-yes," she whispers.
"Can you stand on your own?"
Your gentle voice makes her shiver again.
"I-I think so," she replies.
You let go and take a step back.
She teeters in place for a second, but manages to ground herself.
Her hands fidget around her front, likely putting herself away.
When she turns around to face you, her eyes are staring at the ground. Her red cheeks are so adorable.
"Th-thank you," she mutters.
This girl is seriously cute.
"Now, why don't you tell me your name?"
She looks up at you with that submissive, shy gaze that's making you so aroused...
"M-my name is L-Linco- um, I mean, Lin-ka."
"Linka?"
She looks down again, and nods her head twice.
"Hmm, why are you dressed like that?"
She jerks, and turns her gaze even further away. Her lips squeeze tight together.
She doesn't want to answer, so you ask a different question.
"Do you want to be treated like a girl?"
You see her eyes clench shut before she nods three times in rapid succession.
"Then," you stick out your hand, and she looks at it curiously, "If you want your reward, take my hand."
Linka looks up at your face. Her cutely blushing cheeks give her a healthy glow, her wide, curious eyes search yours for any signs of ill-intent.
"W-what are you going to do to me?"
She's holding her hands together right beside her breast.
You smile.
"I'll reward you for being a good girl."
Linka shivers again. She looks down at your hand, then looks at your face, and to your hand one more time.
She slowly lays her hand on top of yours.
"P-please t-take care of me, m-mister."
You lead her through the busy streets. Numerous bystanders are watching you lead this young girl down the sidewalk. Some probably think she's your daughter. Others likely find Linka's blush and awkward steps suspicious.
No one stops you. Yet, once you finally turn toward a building, you feel a light tug on your hand.
You stop and turn around.
"Is something wrong?"
Linka's trembling again, and her cute, blushing face appears shocked and confused.
She stutters, "Y-y-you're t-taking me to a l-love hotel!?"
You smile once again, gently tugging on her hand.
"Yes. I'll give you a reward once we're in our room."
Her mouth drops open, and her wide eyes stare at you in disbelief. She tries and fails to reply several times.
Ultimately, she lowers her head. She adjusts her grip so that her fingers twine with yours. Her small hand gives yours a squeeze.
"...ok," she whispers.
You lead her up to the counter.
The clerk stares at you with that monotone, glazed look that reveals the indifference she now feels about a grown man leading a school-age child into a love hotel. Her bored eyes perhaps hide a severe, judgmental stare that she hopes burns a hole straight through your soul, but that's not any concern of yours.
You pay the necessary fees with your card, and then you're leading Linka to the elevator.
There's another couple in the closet-sized elevator, so you hug Linka to your chest. The small girl clings to you as she hides herself in your strong arms.
Soon, the doors open on your floor. You step out, tugging Linka behind you.
You easily find your room, open the door, and lead your partner inside.
"Do you want to freshen up or..." you trail off.
Linka gulps, eyes the bathroom door, and hurries off without a reply.
You chuckle and walk over to the bed. As you sit down you hear the water start running.
You consider taking your clothes off, but the thought of making that cutely timid girl strip you is titillating.
Linka comes out shortly after the water quits running.
You tap the bed right beside you, and she walks over toward you. She almost trips over her feet before she reaches the bed.
She falls down onto her seat.
You turn toward her, and she turns away.
Her shimmering, milky hair fell across her shoulder when she turned. Her locks splashed down her breast, hiding the uniform's collar underneath.
The cute bunny clip greets your hand, as you reach out and stroke her silky hair.
She shivers as you keep caressing her snowy locks, but she doesn't move away.
"Are you ok with this?" you ask her.
She looks up into your eyes. Her wide, searching eyes gazing straight into yours.
"Y-yes... b-but this is my f-first time... d-doing things like this..."
You lean toward her.
"As a girl?" you ask, placing your other hand on her cheek.
Linka leans into your palm, tilting her head yet still gazing into your eyes.
"N-not just as a g-girl. I-it's my first time f-for everything..."
"Have you had your first kiss?"
She looks away, suddenly looking like she's embarrassed.
"I've k-kissed once before... b-but nothing else..."
Your hand cradles her cheek. Your thumb brushes across her soft, pink lips.
You lean closer to her, and she predictably closes her eyes and tips her mouth toward yours.
Linka wants to kiss you as much as you want to kiss her.
You cross the remaining distance, pressing your lips onto hers. You hear her soft moan, and feel her silky, pillowy lips beneath yours.
It's hard to believe she isn't a real girl, as soft and inviting as she is.
You place your hand on her shoulder and give her a slight push.
Linka falls backward onto the bed. Her pink face looks up at you. Her lidded eyes, her parted, panting lips. Her blouse slipped up a little, exposing her belly.
You grab her hands, placing your fingers between hers, and you come down on her. Sealing your lips onto hers, you do your best to kiss her breath away.
She moans under you. She squirms. Her cute sounds, her writhing movements, turn you on even more.
You move a hand to grab her side, just above her hip. You latch onto her exposed skin, your fingers slip under her blouse.
Your lips latch onto her throat's pulse point, causing her to arch her neck toward you. This cross-dressing slut wants you with her whole body, it seems.
Her legs move between yours, bumping into your growing bulge.
She moans when her thigh rubs against your rigid dick. Her back arches off the bed as your lips trail kisses down to her collarbone, when your tongue savors the taste of her exposed skin.
Your hands hurriedly untie the red ribbon, unzip her uniform. Like opening a window curtain, you part her blouse in twain, revealing the cute undergarment covering her flat breasts.
Two little pure white triangles surrounded with frilly lace, and connected in the middle by a pink bow.
You look at her face, seeing her half-lidded gaze. You wait for her to say something, yet she doesn't reply. Instead, her thighs wiggle beneath you, grinding on your cock from both sides. Her aroused eyes gaze deeply into yours.
She wants you to use her to your heart's content.
You kiss her chest right above her bra's pink bow. Your hands slip up her naked torso, palming her breasts. She wiggles underneath you as you continue kissing around the edges of her bra, as your hands play with her sensitive nipples through the white fabric.
Rather than removing such a cute piece from her body, you start kissing your way down to her blue, pleated skirt.
Your fingers find the zipper on the side. You glance up at her face. She's still wearing that same horny, begging face that wants you to continue.
You open her skirt like a candy wrapper. Revealing her plump thigh, her hip, the frilly edge of white panties…
You can't wait much more, so you drag the skirt down her legs.
You sit back and lift her legs in the air, pulling her feet out of the skirt one at a time.
When you look back at Linka, she's laying back. With her legs spread for you, bent at her knees, and her cute pair of lacy white panties with a pretty pink bow at the top.
She's silky smooth everywhere. There's a small, cute bulge in her panties.
You already knew how girly her part down there is, but you can't resist positioning yourself between her spread thighs. Your hands stroke her soft legs. You can glide your fingers down them easily.
You briefly wonder if Linka is more feminine than real girls…
"You're beautiful," you tell her.
Linka looks away, but her eyes still glance your way. She spreads her legs a little wider for your viewing pleasure.
You rub her thighs a little more, making her shiver with anticipation.
You make up your mind.
While she's watching your every movement, you practically tear off your clothes.
In comparison to her, you're rough and masculine.
As you settle between her legs, stroking your cock to full length, Linka watches. Biting her lip, running her fingers over her belly, lightly scratching her skin.
She grabs the bedding to steady her nerves as you scoop up her legs.
Holding them together, you rest them on your shoulder. You lean forward, bending her down as if putting her in a press.
Linka's panting, and her eyes have little heart pupils in them.
She feels your hard cock poking her thighs, slowly penetrating them.
As you push all the way inside, you angle your hips so that your cock grinds down on her damp panties.
Linka cries out as your rough dick fucks her deeply.
Your hips smack against her soft thighs. Your shaft easily plows her plump legs, while your arms hug them to your chest ensuring a snug fit.
She squeezes the sheets tighter, moaning as your swollen tip fucks her panties with each thrust. Her white panties turn transparent with your shared love juices. The pink bow wilts, sticking to Linka's skin.
You see her corruption unfolding before you. Her once pure lingerie being dirtied as you fuck her thighs, her lewd face looking up at you from her submissive place on the bed, and all those cute sounds her lips release as she begs you to keep going.
It's hard to believe she's a virgin, as lewd and shameless as she is just letting herself be fucked like a sex toy, begging for it even…
Linka's hips move to your rhythm. Undulating each time your length slides through her thighs so that you grind across her sensitive place.
She grabs the sheets above her head, arching her back off the bed. Her stomach tingling with tense pleasure as she throws her hips at you. Although you're holding her legs against your chest, she does all she can to fuck you as well.
Her soaked panties and soft thighs are like the perfect masturbation tool.
She looks at her thighs and sees your cock penetrate them easily with every thrust. Just seeing you fuck her so passionately, wildly, throws her head back.
She doesn't even know your name, who you are, or even if you'll stick around once you've used her like a cute little cum sock. And yet she's moaning for you, her body trembles in pleasure that you're giving her.
Her body jerks against you.
Your cock feels a burst of heat between her thighs.
You look down and see her panties throbbing as the cute thing underneath twitches and squirms in ecstasy.
You look at her face, you see her love-struck eyes, the tongue hanging from her open mouth. You're not sure if she's even breathing, but she looks as if this is the happiest moment of her life.
You grind your cock into her sodden panties as she goes through her orgasm. And once you hear her whimpering whine, you pull out of her thighs.
Pulling her legs apart, you gaze at her wet, creamy thighs. Her shameless cum trickles down her perky ass, pooling on the bed.
She's staring deeply into your eyes, as if she's begging you to fuck her again, and again, forever…
You get off the bed, and she groans. When you turn around, you actually see her on all fours crawling to the edge of the bed. It's like she's your pet now, and she was coming after her master so she wouldn't be left behind.
You take another step away so there's enough space. And then, you point at the ground right in front of your feet.
Linka gets off the bed on quivering legs. She's still panting. And when she kneels down in front of you, she instinctively looks up into your eyes, awaiting instructions.
You point at your pulsing cock.
"Suck," you order her.
Linka looks down at your cock, admiring it with those cute heart shaped pupils.
She tries grabbing you with a hand, but you swat it away.
"Mouth only."
She looks up at you with those wide eyes of hers, and then she's back to lusting after your thick, hard cock.
She leans forward, pressing a kiss to your tip. Groaning as your precum smears across her pink lips. She pulls back, and you see her tongue lick across both of her lips. You hear her moan as she savors your taste for the first time.
She flicks her tongue across your tip several times, lapping up your precum. Then, ducking her head underneath, she kisses your thick cord. Slowly moving down to your balls. She presses her lips against one testicle, moaning as she tastes your musky skin. When she moves over to the next ball, she opens her mouth and lightly sucks on it.
She hears you groan. She feels your hands stroking her hair. She smiles thinking you're rewarding her for being a good, obedient girl.
She turns her head sideways and looks up at your cock. Then, she presses her tongue to your ballsack, and runs up your whole length, finally teasing your very tip with a playful flick.
She leans into your cock, pressing her cheek against it lovingly. She stares up into your eyes again.
You've never seen a girl more in love with you than in that moment.
Right as you begin to wonder if Linka will steal your heart, she positions her lips on your tip.
Slowly opening her mouth, and using a hand to hold her long, white hair to one side, she pushes forward. Swallowing your dick inch by inch inside her hot, wet mouth until there's a slight bulge in her throat.
There's no way she hasn't practiced this countless times before. There's just no way a young teen like this could take all of you into her throat like that without gagging.
She surprises you further when her tongue somehow pushes between her bottom lip and your thick cock, and she licks your balls once more.
When she finally pulls back, she does so slowly, as if she's taunting you with a pleasure you've never known before.
She releases your dick with a wet pop, and immediately ducks her head again, and rolls her tongue around your tip to collect every drop of precum.
"Are you pleased, mister?"
Her cute, slightly boyish voice kindles the fire burning inside you. Your lust takes over, melting away all your senses of reason.
You fist her hair and thrust deeply inside. As your cock easily bottoms out into her throat, she gags at first. Unprepared for it. But then, she puts her hands on your thighs and you can hear her moaning.
You start fucking her savagely. Her tongue pushes against you, ensuring you have constant friction inside. She keeps her teeth away, yet seals her lips around you like a tight ring.
Either all of this was an act, or she practiced a long time for her first blowjob…
The loving way her eyes stare up at you, even as you fuck her throat like an animal, hint that maybe she truly wants to please you.
When she feels your pulsating length start twitching inside her mouth, she starts suckling on your whole length.
You curse and swear as she does everything she can to drain your balls straight into her stomach.
"Linka!" you cry out.
Fucking her throat as deeply as you could, your balls smacking her chin, you pour all your cum into this slutty mouth.
If you could see from the side, you would have seen Linka lower her shoulder and tip her head up. You would have seen your thick cock push into her throat, bulging through her skin. And when she started sucking, drinking your cum straight from the source, every pulsating cumshot was visibly bulging her throat.
Yet the only thing you could see was those warm eyes gazing up at you, dripping with love and affection. And you felt her lips, her tongue, all of her mouth do their very best to give you the best blowjob you've ever had in your life.
Drained, spent, you try to pull free, but Linka didn't seem to want to let you go. You tug on her hair to stop her tormenting play, and she finally releases you.
As your tip falls away, your length dangling between your thighs, Linka immediately closes her lips.
She stands up on quivering thighs, just so you can see her throat better. Tipping her head up, she runs her fingers down her neck right beside her throat. And as her fingers trail down to her collarbone, you see her gulp.
She opens her pretty pink lips and sticks out her tongue.
She swallowed it all.
You sit down on the bed. This "girl" has your head spinning. She's like nothing else you've seen before.
She comes over and kneels down between your thighs.
Even without being told, she puts her hands on your legs and kisses your half-erect cock. Loving pecks all over it.
You groan as she teases your now-really sensitive skin with her lips. You caress her head.
When you start growing back to full length, she pulls her lips away.
Linka looks up at you and smiles.
Those pretty lips that you'd just fucked and came inside not even two minutes ago are the most beautiful thing you've ever seen.
Her fingers stroke your thighs as she just gazes into your eyes, still smiling.
"I love you, mister~"
Without saying anymore, she goes right back to sucking off your cock using only her mouth.
Your heart skips and sputters and tingles as this girl lovingly worships you. All the while your mind just repeats her honest declaration of love inside your head.
And you think to yourself, that you love her, too.