Thank you for the many suggestions, I ultimately went with TooLazy2SignIn's suggestion. Though I didn't realize until after that what I wrote differs a bit from what you suggested, so it's less glamorous than your suggestion but still thanks for the help. x)
htf fan: I'm sorry! D: I don't wanna become one with Russia! Here's the MimexFlaky chapter! *throws it in your face*
This request is for BoonyTheWolf!
Pairing: Mime/Flaky
Rating: M
Word: Tricks
Warning for slight smut.
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The small crowd filled with close friends, clapped quietly, smiling at their silent friend standing on the stage situated in front of them. Painted lips grinning widely, Mime took off the top hat he was wearing and held it upside down in front of him, wiggling his fingers for effect he dipped them into the opening.
Sticking his tongue out in concentration, he moved his arm around, seeming to be searching for something. Finally, he brightened once he's found what he's looking for and pulls his arm up to reveal a little white rabbit; pink nose twitching cutely as it stared in wonder at the oohing audience before it.
Placing it down, the magician let his rabbit hop off the stage and into the arms of a grinning blonde boy; smiling as it settled comfortably in his lap. Bowing to the audience, he gracefully placed the hat back ontop of his head as he straightened and moved away to push out a long box.
Opening the lid, he pointed to someone in the audience and gestured for them to come upstage. The redheaded female in the middle of the small crowd jumped when heads turned to her curiously, realizing that it was her cue to go up. She fidgeted with her fingers, face glowing red with the instant attention placed on her causing her to hesitate in going up.
Usually it would be either Giggles or Petunia that would agree to work as Mime's assistant for his tricks, but after one too many times of them being accidentally killed; both females had enough and called it quits, refusing to help the desperate magician even when he begged by getting on his knees and making sad eyes at them. And so, left without a volunteer, Mime had to place his shows on hold while he searched for a replacement.
Which he soon found in Flaky, who had initially refused when he came to her with the offer; she was scared out of her wits at the stories of how the two girls would die brutally from his tricks, though they were accidental - it was still enough to make her paranoid about helping him. However, as much of a coward that she is, Flaky is also quite bit of a pushover. All it took was him persistently following her and begging her silently with his expressive eyes for her to finally resign and agree to help him.
They never practiced the act that he was going to perform with her, though from what she could make out from his gestures; she was going to go in a box and he was going to...she's not sure on that part - she never was good at charades, but she did manage to catch that she was then supposed to exit the box in some type of glamorous outfit - a dress she presumed.
It seemed simple enough and hopefully harmless. Now all she had to do was sit in the crowd like she was part of the audience and wait until he calls...er, points for her to go up.
Praying that everything goes well and she doesn't end up getting killed like Giggles or Petunia, Flaky finally mustered up the nerve to stand from her comfortable seat and walk to the stage. Her shoulders locked up with her face turned to the ground, long hair covering her blushing face from their friends.
Stopping in front of the stage, she timidly glanced up to see Mime already standing there, holding a helping hand down to her. Smiling softly, she shakily placed her hand into his allowing him to easily pull her petite form onstage. Still with her hand clasped in his, the silent male lead his volunteer to the open box and made a gesture for her to climb in.
Gulping, the redhead carefully stepped onto the stool in front of the box before lifting up a leg and climbing in. She could practically hear her racing heart pounding in her head as she laid stiffly on her back, watching the smiling magician close the lid, leaving only her head showing from the hole at the end of the box.
Now this is the part that she wasn't sure what was going to happen considering that she didn't understand what he was trying to show her earlier. But she soon found out as her face pales of all color, stomach dropping and filling with dread at the sight of the large saw that he now held above her, proudly showing the interested audience.
He places it delicately at the area where her abdomen is located and she begins struggling, whimpering in despair; completely regretting her decision in helping him. He hesitates, removing the saw and going to her to calm her down; worried that her struggling might result in her death.
He frowns at the tears sparkling in the corners of her crimson eyes, reaching a finger to her lips, he shushes her cries. With no words to soothe her, he brushes his fingers gently through her hair, reassuring her with his soft smile that she will be alright.
Eventually calming down, the woman sniffs and nods for him to go on, squeezing her eyes shut and refusing to watch him basically saw right through her. Swiping his thumb across her cheek, violet eyes narrowed in determination to get his trick down right, he will not allow her to get accidentally killed like the others.
Placing the sharp end down on the exact same spot that he had it on, the man began to carefully saw through the wood; face set in full concentration as the crowd watched with wide eyed anticipation, wondering if he would actually be able to pull off his trick this time.
And the whole time, Flaky made sure to keep her eyes screwed shut. Deep, heavy breaths left her parted lips as she tried her best to keep her cool, hoping beyond hope that if she does die that it'll be quick and painless. The sawing of the wood was unnaturally loud and deafening to her sensitive ears, her hands opened and closed restlessly as she attempted to block out the sound and toss herself into a completely different setting.
Like skateboarding with Cuddles and Toothy, eating candy with Nutty, Hanging out with Flippy without it ending in disaster, even getting harassed by the twins when they're bored was more pleasant and less nerve wracking than the current situation. With her mind successfully distracted, Flaky hardly even noticed when the sawing finished and Mime pulled the box apart with a proud grin that he didn't end up killing her.
He then pushed them back together and tapped her head lightly to rouse her from her daydreams. She blinked her eyes open and gazed around in amazement once she noticed the clapping. "It's over?" He nodded, gesturing for her to get out of the box and she realized that this was the part where she was supposed to come out in the gown.
Lightly pushing the top open, her trembling arms laid onto the edge as she tugged herself up and out of the box to stand in front of the crowd. There were multiple gasps and she noticed that it was oddly quiet, shouldn't there be more applause at the fact that her clothes changed during that whole ordeal? Or even the fact that she was alive and well?
Her eyes drifted open, darting through the apparently struck silent audience, all of them staring at her in shock. Confused at the reactions, she turned her attention onto the magician, only to see him with the exact same expression, hands covering his hanging mouth as he stared at her.
A wolf whistle drew her back to the crowd, seeing a familiar pair of kleptomaniac twins standing up and grinning at her. "Now this is what we call a show!" One of them hollered.
Even more perplexed about what was going on, the woman looked down at herself and immediately released a gasp at what she was clad in. Her face flamed in embarrassment, hands shooting up and covering her body shamefully.
Now she understood the reactions.
She was wearing nothing but a tiny pair of exposing lingerie, a tight lacy bra that pushed together and emphasized her bosom and a tiny black thong was all that she was wrapped in at the moment.
She shrunk in herself at the continuous wolf whistles, coming either from the twins or others; she's not sure which. Tears pricked the corner of her eyes, she's never felt so mortified in her life with so many eyes wandering around her exposed skin and she had a horrible feeling that the twins will be harassing her for more than just entertainment now.
Fortunately for her, she felt the warm covering of something being placed around her. Looking up, she spotted Mime covering her with his cape that he was wearing. Wrapping his arm protectively around her, he led her off the stage waving his hand around to let people know that the show was over.
Still red and trembling from the horrifying experience, she let the man lead her until they were safely back at his tent-like home where she managed to calm down significantly.
While she was sitting down on the ground - seeing as Mime had absolutely nothing in his home, all his furniture being imaginary; she held tightly to his cape, wondering where her clothes could have gone as she watched him wheel in the same box he used earlier.
Stopping in the middle of the room, the violet haired male backed away and placed a hand underneath his chin as he gazed at the box contemplatively. Probably trying to figure out what could have possibly gone wrong, Flaky presumed.
Opening the lid, he looked inside before turning to her. Lifting a hand, he waved her over. Tilting her head in question, she stood up and shyly shuffled to his side to see what he wanted.
He then smiled and gestured for her to go in. She gaped at him, hands tightening around the cape. "You want to try it a-again?"
Nodding eagerly, he placed the stool in front of the box for her to climb in. She shook her head, taking a step back. "But...w-what if something bad happens and I end up dying this time?" She whimpered.
He shook his head, stubbornly insisting on practicing. His wide eyes promising that he would make sure that she came out unscathed like earlier. She was still hesitant and he was still persistent for the next couple moments.
Irritated at her overly kind personality, Flaky reluctantly gave in and found herself once again climbing into the box. It was only once she was seated inside that the redhead unwound the cape from her shoulders and returned it back to its owner.
Sucking in deep, comforting breaths; she again screwed her eyes shut and forced herself to relax as she heard the lid being placed back over her. Indulging herself back into her old memories, she tuned out the noisy saw.
And before she knew it - it was over again. Her eyes fluttered open at the light tug on her wavy locks, pushing open the lid, she got out and looked down at her attire.
Only to once again be ashamed of her body being exposed still with the same lingerie. The man stared at her form with a perplexed expression and if his face wasn't covered so heavily in paint, she would have seen that his cheeks were almost as red as hers. She tried in vain to cover herself, waiting for Mime to hand her his cape. "I-I don't want to d-do this anymore. I don't t-think it's going to work Mime." She mumbled bashfully.
So busy with covering herself she failed to notice his eyes widen in alarm at her refusal to continue with the trick, they quickly narrowed mischievously as a sly smirk made its way onto his lips, thinking of a way to get her to comply. She squeaked when instead of feeling the warmth of his cape draping her shoulders, she felt his lean body press to hers, his fingers hooking beneath her chin and tilting her head up allowing her to catch his lust-filled eyes.
"M-Mime-" Her eyes widened to the size of saucers at the touch of his lips to hers, effectively silencing her as he trapped her between him and the box. Her hands pushed lightly against his chest as his other hand drifted down to her chest, cupping the breast and giving it a gentle squeeze.
His free hand circled the back of her neck, keeping her head still as he worked his mouth skillfully over hers till she all but melted into his arms - she had to admit, for a guy who never used his mouth; he was quite skilled with it. It made her wonder if he slept with his previous assistants.
Her hands on his chest was becoming weaker and weaker in their attempts to push him away the longer he persuaded her with his mouth. She hardly noticed when his hand drifted from her clothed chest to wander down her abdomen, soon snaking its way into the lacy thong.
She gasped against his lips once his fingers slid along her sensitive labia, granting freedom to sneak his tongue into her parted lips. Fingers fisting his shirt, the redhead shivered in his hold, shyly twirling her tongue against his more confident, energetic one.
Middle finger circling her entrance until she was moist, Mime carefully pressed one finger into her tight hole, enjoying the little whimper she released into his mouth. Steadily pumping the one finger in her, his ring and index finger caressed her folds, coaxing more intoxicating throaty whimpers from her.
After a couple more pumps, Mime stealthily snuck in his ring finger to join his middle finger in bringing her unbelievable pleasure. His long digits slipped in deeper, curling masterfully in her warm passage and forcing a type of keening noise from the female who couldn't help the widening of her legs, bucking her hips to gain more of that wonderful friction he was providing her with.
Mime was obviously very skilled with his fingers she noticed. Their lips parted with her panting heavily as he watched her through lidded eyes, loving the way her soft features contorted in pleasure and the way she would nibble on her lower lip when he twisted his fingers a certain way.
She whined, the hands that were once pushing him away now pulling him closer. She could feel his hardness pressing against her thigh but paid it no mind as he jammed his fingers deeper, the two digits wiggling around curiously and seeming to search for a certain spot.
His thumb found her swollen clit and pressed down on it, rubbing it in circles, drawing a loud moan from the usually quiet woman as she clawed at his shirt desperately. His other hand cradled her neck, violet eyes watching mesmerized as she tilted her head back and exposing her slender throat to his hungry gaze.
Pressing a line of butterfly kisses along the column of her neck, Mime sped up his fingers, driving the woman nuts as she practically sobbed at the pleasure assaulting her all at once. A coil beginning to form in her loins, desperate to be released.
Writhing to his skillful digits, Flaky could barely think about anything except of how close she was to touching nirvana. She hardly noticed him rubbing up against her leg or his lips that were latched to her throat, sucking persistently in hopes of leaving a mark behind.
He was practically knuckle deep when she felt him curl his fingers and touch right there. "Y-yes...right there, oh please...right t-there." She whined, a tear slipping out of her eye as she lowered her head back towards him, pleading with him to keep nudging that perfect spot.
And he complied, sliding the pads of his fingers against that spot as his thumb pressed down roughly against her pearl, bringing closer to the edge as his lips slammed to hers with such hunger. Finally, with a few more brushes inside her moist walls, Flaky burst, the coil inside her unwinding with a snap.
Whimpering between their locked lips, the woman trembled like a leaf in his arms, riding off her ecstasy. Slowly, once the sporadic contracting of her hot walls has calmed is when the magician decided to remove his fingers, his hand now slick with her release.
Breathing ragged with a face matching the color of her hair, Flaky had to hold onto the edge of the box to stay upright as Mime smiled joyfully at her.
Ignoring the problem in his pants at the moment, the magician moved around her and patted the inside of the box, wordlessly telling her to go back inside so he could practice his trick again.
His smile widened when she complied without a single complaint.
His needs could wait until his trick has been perfected.
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Yeah, don't be surprised if not every chapter has full on smut, I feel like it's going to get repetitive if there's full blown sex in every M rated chapter. xD
Up next:
Disco BearxFlaky/M/Funk for Guest
Male!FlakyxCuddles/T/Wrestling for Ratty4949
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CuddlesxFlaky/M/Water Park for Weev
FliqpyxFlakyxFlippy/M/Fair for NuclearWarCat
LiftyxFlaky/M/Scarf Tie Up for koyamon-lover
Mouse KaboomxFlaky/T/Jealousy for IloveZimandNny16
GigglesxFlaky/T/Rose? for DeathPrincess821
Mr. PicklesxFlaky/M/Tea Party for Gravityfriends
FliqpyxFlakyxSplendont/T/Bad Boys for IloveZimandNny16
LumpyxFlaky/M/Cupboard for Joker
SplendontxFlaky/M/Flying for Guest
SplendontxFlakyxSplendid/M/Dominance for StarKingdom99 and Guest
LiftyxFlakyxSplendid/T/Cosplay for Ratty4949
SplendidxFlakyxFlippy/M/Sleepover/T00ts
Male!FlakyxFemale!Flippy/M/Rape/AmIObsessed (dammit AmI! xD)
FlippyxFlakyxSneaky/M/Bond/iHeroine (continuation from Cabin)
FliqpyxFlakyxSplendont/M/Tame/iHeroine
Anyways, thanks for reading! :D