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Urhm, give me ideas for oneshots, I already have some but I gotta write them... also I've never written smut before so forgive me (This is kinda a practice thing for me)

(If a chapter has ! at the start and end of the name, it's not a oneshot)

Urh, until I have ideas Imma do this kinktober but in August/September (only ones I'm comfortable with though)

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Um.. It's like, halfway done, I keep getting distracted and busy... BUT IT'S COMING, DON'T WORRY. In the meantime, have uh... These. (I may or may not have made the first one myself..)

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CW: Sex while drunk/under the influence (Not too drunk and they're both MOSTLY sober), Top Polites, fingering, first time (obviously), penetration (that words funny..), using spit as lube because they don't got any actual lube, creampie, a little bit of body worship?? Idk bro, I just write whatever comes to mind

You were a virgin, it was true, almost everyone knew it, you had sworn to save your purity until marriage, so why on EARTH were you now pinned under the ship sweetheart, Polites while he undid your chiton? Well, I'll tell you.

Odysseus had decided to celebrate winning the war by having a big feast on the ship while they sailed home, this feast, of course, had a lot of alcohol involved, the amount of drinking done could be considered enough devotional acts for Dionysus for a whole year. But that was beside the point, you had a crush on Polites, most people did, what you didn't realize was he happened to really like you too, the problem? He didn't realize you liked him... oblivious ahh mfs, but regardless, you supposed all this drinking had taken a toll on Polites, then again, he had drunken a lot more than anyone expected him too.

You raised an eyebrow as Polites stumbled over to you, putting his arm over your shoulder and leaning against you as he smiled up at you, the scent of alcohol heavy on him as he nuzzled his face into your neck as he groans. You felt your face heat up as he mumbled into your neck.

"(Reader)...~" Polites whined into your neck, the vibrations feeling funny and almost... good? That was weird.

You sigh as you wrap an arm around Polites, helping him stand straight as you began walking him back to the crewmate chambers, he kept his head tucked into your neck as he continued mumbling nonsense into your neck. The vibration of his voice and feeling of his breath on your neck made your face heat up again, as you felt your knees beginning to go weak, you had drunken a little bit but not enough to be as drunk as Polites was. You pushed open the door to the chambers and carried Polites to his bed, he whined a little as you put Polites down onto his bed, but he refused to let go of you, holding tightly onto your arm as if asking you to stay, to not leave him alone. You sighed as you sat beside him, letting him rest his hand on your thigh as he stared up at you through lidded eyes, his eyes glazed over from the alcohol, but his eyes held something that looked like... desire? Need? You weren't sure, but it was heavy.

Polites groaned and sat up, nuzzling his face into your neck, looking around with just his eyes to make sure no one else was in the room before he lifted his head just enough to plant small gentle kisses on the side of your neck, you jumped at the feeling as you felt your face get hotter, but you didn't stop him, you allowed him to continue kissing down along your neck. He reached the top of your chiton before looking up at you, his eyes begging for your permission with the promise of being gentle. You thought about it, it would be wrong to take advantage of his drunken state, but in the haze of your own alcohol infected mind, your body worked faster than your brain as you nodded quickly. 

Seeing your nod, Polites pushed you back onto the cot, climbing on top of you, which lead you back to now. As Polites undid your chiton slowly, giving you plenty of time to tell him to stop if you changed your mind, it was weirdly sweet. But you couldn't think about yourself right now, you were worried you were taking advantage of the drunken Polites, so you reached up and grabbed his hands, looking him in the eyes as your eyebrows furrowed in worry, he seemed to notice something was wrong as he tilted his head.

"Polites...? Are you sure about this? I don't want to take advantage of you or anything..." You muttered as you stared up at him in worry.

Polites thought for a moment, the drunken haze in his eyes softening as if he was becoming sober on the spot, he then smiled sweetly and leaned down, kissing your neck again before he muttered "I promise it's fine as long as you're okay with all this..."

You nod quickly, the feeling of his warm breath on your neck almost too much for you to handle as your hand moved up to his hair. He smiled even more at your nod as he continued to remove your chiton, then his own, taking off his glasses and putting them to the side. He stared down at you, his eyes soft and filled with love as he admired you, you felt exposed and vulnerable under his gaze, but you were okay with it.

Finally, after a few moments of Polites just admiring you and everything about you, he leaned closer, closing the space between your lips with a gentle loving kiss, the kiss continued as it was for a few minutes until he started to grow more and more needy for you until it began to grow unbearable, only then did the kiss grow rougher and more intense as he gently reached up with one hand, the feeling of his calloused fingers on your cheek making you shiver as he gently used his thumb to pull your mouth open so he could slip his tongue in, his tongue made sure to remember ever crevice and detail about the inside of your mouth as it danced with your own tongue. Only when he had made sure to memorize every bit did he let himself pull away, both of you panting slightly as you stared into each other's eyes, he barely gave himself any time to breathe before he immediately moved down to begin leaving marks and wet kisses all over your neck, he was sloppy, sure, but in a weird way, it was a huge turn on. The desperation in his movements, the need to be marking you, it was rather exhilarating. You groan softly, head falling back to give him better access to your neck, your body shivered again as his hands, rough and calloused from the war, began trailing down your bare torso, slow, gentle but not in a teasing way, instead in the most loving intimate way you could imagine. It was truly perfect how he touched you.

His hands continued down your body until they reached your hips, his grip tightened slightly on them as his kisses trailed down to your chest, almost as if he was worshipping you. He looks up at you, his eyes no longer hazy, instead his eyes were now filled with love but also desire. As the two of you continued to stare at each other, you felt his hands continue trailing down your body, all the way down to your most sensitive spots causing you to shiver and moan softly. His hands then come back up to your head as he puts his fingers to your lips, speaking softly.

"Open darling..." His voice was like honey but with some Aphrodisiac mixed into it.

You eagerly obeyed his command, opening your mouth and taking his fingers in, happily sucking on them as he blushes and continues kissing your chest as he waits for you to wet his fingers enough for him to continue as he was. As soon as he deemed his fingers wet enough, he pulled them out, causing you to whine in protest. He snickered and moved his hand down to your hole again, teasing you for a moment again before carefully pushing one finger in, causing you to moan and arch your back, biting the back of your hand to try to silence yourself so the rest of the crew didn't hear what the two of you were up to, they were surely already suspicious of where you two had disappeared off to. When you seemingly calmed down, Polites gently began to push his finger in and out slowly, creating a rhythm you couldn't focus on. He seemed to relish in the sound of your moans and huffs as he accidentally picks up the speed a little, causing you to groan a little louder.

As the two of you continued, his pace slowly kept getting faster until he decided you were ready for a second finger, he slows his fingers as looks up at you, looking into your eyes with a loving smile on his face as he begins picking up speed again with his fingers, pressing in and out of you as he watches your expressions closely, watching for any discomfort. When he saw none, he grew bolder, slowly pulling his fingers out fully, watching as you whined at the loss, regardless of your, in his opinion, adorable whine, he pushed forward, pressing his tip against your hole before slowly pressing further in, with little resistance, filling you as much as he could then stilling, giving you time to adjust to the feeling of his size.

Once all the discomfort seemingly left your face and body, he slowly pulled out, only halfway at first before pushing back in, pulling a moan from the both of you. You assume he did this to test the waters first. His head fell down a little to rest his forehead against yours for a moment while the two of you tried to get used to the feeling. 

Eventually, Polites sat back up, looking down at where the two of you were connected. You watched as his face lit up with red and he shivered a little, a soft whine leaving his throat at the sight. He slowly swallowed before beginning to move again, slowly and gently pressing in and out of you as the two of you moan rather loudly, louder than you probably should. Your head soon falls back as his pace picks up very slightly, he groans a little as he continues, trying to keep up a rhythmic pace, but was seemingly having a little trouble, you didn't mind though, especially when he let out a whiny apology every time he fucked up. Soon enough his pace picked up even more as the both of you drew closer, both of your noises getting louder.

Eventually the both of you hit your peaks, both of you finishing at (almost) the same time, your fluids covering him, his ending up deep inside you as he instinctively bites into the curve where your shoulder meets your neck, pulling another whine from you as your head fell back. Polites pants slightly, his breath hitting your neck making you shiver and your face to heat up a little more than it already was. He sighs a little as he pulls out of your carefully, both of you whining before he looked down at where you were previously connected, watching as his cum slowly dribbled out of you. He winced a little at the sight, glancing around for a way to clean you up. He sighs as he stands, kissing you on the forehead before speaking.

"Stay here... I'll be right back sweet..." He muttered as he quickly put his clothes back on, kissing you on the cheek before rushing off, clearly trying to be quick.

He soon came back with a wet cloth, his face redder now as he began to clean you up, making sure to clean out as much of his fluids as he could. Once he was done, he quickly cleaned himself off too before putting the cloth down to the side, he then picked up your clothes and dusted them off, trying to make sure they were okay for you to wear again. He carefully dresses you again and smiles sweetly at you, you smile back the best you can through your sleepy haze but ultimately end up falling asleep, regardless of now being dead to the world, you feel Polites move over to cuddle up into you from behind. Making your sleep even more peaceful, and only to make everything even better, you hear him mutter a quiet small confession, three words you pray you'll remember in the morning.

"I love you."