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The dark mirror spoke, it was to tell you what it saw at the core of your being, what house you were to go to at this strange magical academy, but instead it stated what you were afraid it would. That you had no magic and didn’t belong in this school. You knew that you never had magic, but there was always a chance that the carriage chose you for a reason, right?
Wrong. you were brought here by mistake, and worse is no one knows how to get you home. the headmage, Crowley, hadn’t even heard of your homeland. He told you he wouldn’t give up on getting you home and that you could be a student until he found a way to get you home.
“But the mirror didn’t give me a dorm to go to?” you ask hoping he had a solution that was not simply throwing you out to the street.
“Simple, well give you whatever extra room we have!” he states simply “usually the dorms adjust to the number of students summoned, which means one of the dorms has an extra room by default. So let me check here….” He trails of looking through a book that seemed to appear out of nowhere.
“Aw yes, it appears from this moment on you shall attend nights raven college as a heartslabyul student!” he exclaims with a smile.
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Outside the heartslabyul dorm is a seemingly endless garden. Headmage Crowley left you outside the gates to find my way around myself. ‘it’s a chance to make acquaintance with your dormmates!’ you remember his grin as he walked away.
So, it was up to you to find your own way to your room. The inside of the heartslabyul gates were a seemingly endless garden with thousands of flowers in bloom. You were never the type to stop and smell the roses, but you were amazed at how beautiful the florals were in this new strange world. It was magical!
Before even thinking it through you reached out and carefully picked one of the roses. A keepsake for such a bewildering day. But before you could even finish holding it to you face to smell it you heard a voice shout from behind you.
“Off with your head!” you turn to see a short redheaded boy pointing a pen at you screaming. He paused looking shocked, “why didn’t my spell work?”
“It isn’t very polite to scream at someone you don’t even know, where did you even come from?” you were irritated already with the madness of this world the last thing you needed was someone yelling their head off at you.
“It may not be polite, but its necessary when one of my students starts breaking rules before even entering the dorm!” he defended himself, growing redder by the second. “And that still doesn’t explain why my signature spell didn’t work on you!”
“How am I supposed to know the rules before I even meet the dorm leader? And its not my fault your stupid spell didn’t work, so just calm your tits!” you start getting fed up, you didn’t deserve such hostility from this guy. Just wait until you meet the dorm leader he would certainly be on your side in this conflict.
“I am the dorm leader! House warden rosehearts to be clear, so have some respect! And everyone should know the rules of the great queen of hearts so that’s no excuse!” shit, no dorm leader on your side this time. This was just great.
“Who in the hell is the queen of hearts! I’m not from whatever backwards world this is!” you scream back, holding back the tears threatening to burst since the black carriage kidnapped you.
“What do you mean? You’re talking nonsense” house warden rosehearts gives you a questioning look, beginning to soften when he hears the quivering in your voice.
“I don’t have magic! I don’t know where I am, Crowley doesn’t even know how or why I’m here, and when I decide to look on the bright side, I get yelled at by someone who didn’t even bother to talk to me first!” you start speaking and can’t stop. Hot tears starting to release from your eyes.
“what’s going on?” a taller man with green hair and glasses has now joined the very red and flustered housewarden. You try to pull yourself together, since first impressions are important, but the floodgates were open and there was no way you could close them now.
You see the shorter of the men whisper to his green haired companion, before promptly walking away.
“Hey, I’m trey, what’s your name?” the tall man bends down so his eye level with you, his eyes sympathetic.
“I’m (y/n)” you manage through sobs.
“Nice to meet you, (y/n), I’m the vice warden. How about we find your room for you?” his voice was so kind; you couldn’t help but calm down a bit. Not trusting your voice, you just nod you head and allow him to guide you to your dorm room.
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Trey had stayed with you in your new dorm room, politely explaining what uniforms were for what occasion, and gave you a small tour of the dorm.
Once you finally were able to stop crying you felt comfortable enough to ask Trey questions.
“So, what did I do to make the house warden so angry?” you started there, knowing there were about a hundred more questions in your head.
“Hmmm? I guess it must’ve been the flower you picked, rule 228 states ‘no picking flowers on Wednesday’” he stated flatly.
“But I didn’t know that rule!” you started getting defensive again.
“you’re not from this world, correct?” Trey coolly brushed of your heated response.
“No, I’m not. Crowley doesn’t even know how I got here or how to get me home” I answer his inquiry, feeling my emotions threatening to come back up.
“Well, everyone from this world knows about the great seven. Each of the dorms are based on one of them. Heartslabyul is based on the Queen of Hearts. She has very strict rules. Riddle is a stickler for tradition. So, we all must follow those rules or its ‘Off with your head!” he ends with a halfhearted impression of the house warden.
“Riddle? Is that his first name? and he beheads us if we misbehave!?” I start getting alarmed.
Trey starts to chuckle “of course not. Its just the name for his signature spell. He seals away the rulebreakers magic until they make amends for their delinquency”
“that explains why it didn’t work, I have no magic to seal away, which probably made him more frustrated” I look back at the situation, not quite on his side, but with more understanding.
“Yeah, it didn’t help that you gave him attitude as well.” Trey flashes you a sly smirk
“I stand by my actions” I state pointing my nose up for comical effect.
After the conversation reached an end, Trey excused himself and you were left alone in your room. You went through all the events of that day, trying to make sense of it all. On thing did get you to smile, even though this was by far the hardest day of your life, and that was how flustered and angry riddle got at you smart-assery.
Maybe this world wasn’t all bad after all….
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In the days since you first arrived at NRC you had become more used to the bizarre world. You and Riddle still butt heads constantly. Mostly because he still won’t let up on the rules even when he can’t use his go to punishment on you. You do get snarky back, but some of these rules are ridiculous.
But other than the almost daily feuds you have with the red tyrant, you were pretty happy with how things were going.
Trey invited you to lunch and introduced you to his friends Ace, Deuce, and Cater. And you started to become comfortable calling them your friends as well.
The one thing you still struggled with was time management. Back home you were never great at scheduling your day, but you had to study twice as much as everyone else since you had no frame of reference of the history of this world.
Leading you to lose sleep and neglect your chores. After one especially late night you woke up only within a few hours of falling asleep just to find you hadn’t done your laundry. Your uniform for the most part was fine to rewear one more time, but the necktie had a big stain on it that you could hide no matter how you tied it.
So, you opted to not wear one, what’s the worse that could happen.
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“Where is your necktie!” you hear the familiar voice of your house warden and judging by the tone he was not amused.
“In the wash” you try to step around him, but he quickly blocks your path
“You cannot expect me to allow you to just go out without wearing your uniform correctly?” he starts turning red at your blatant dismissal of his rules
“And you can’t expect me to magically conjure up a new necktie” you clearly weren’t in the mood today, mostly due to your lack of sleep. A crowd of your dorm mates starts to form, they always seem amused when you and Riddle but heads.
“I expect a ten-page essay from you, you can’t get out of all the rule just because you don’t have magic.” He is starting to lose patience and you can tell. His voice starting to get louder.
“What are you going to do? make me?” you start to hear cheers and mutters from the crowd now surrounding the both of you. Riddle starts getting redder and redder.
“Either get dressed properly or face the consequences!” his volume starts getting even louder.
“And what if I don’t?” you really could give in, but you’re not going to especially over a freaking necktie.
“My room now!” he shouts as he grabs you by the arm and drags you into his dorm room.
“you’re insufferable!” he screams as he drags you into his dorm room “must you always make a scene!?” he screams reddening even more as he lets go of your arm.
“I’m not the one causing the scenes! If you weren’t such a tight ass we wouldn’t have to turn every disagreement into a screaming match!” you yell back, furious at his claim that this was all your fault.
“Why can’t you just behave for once in your life!” he continues stepping closer to you.
“Why don’t you make me behave than !?” you countered, the bratty side of you breaking through yet again. You couldn’t help it, as much as you hated Riddle he was still so attractive, teasing him like this seemed to slip out automatically. You run your eyes over his beautiful pink lips before locking eyes with him again.
Suddenly the screaming stopped, but the tension didn’t go anywhere. He took another step closer, causing you to step back against the wall. Slowly leaning down so your faces almost touch.
“Tell me to stop” he nearly groans to you. After a second of silence while you try to figure out what he could mean by that, his lips crash into yours.
He pushes the both of you against the wall, as he continues to hungrily kisses you. He has you pinned against the wall arms on either side of you, he deepens the kiss as he lifts his knee slightly to grind against your wettening pussy.
You gasp at the new sensation; Riddle uses the opportunity plunge his tongue into your mouth. Hungrily he explores your mouth as you start to grind against his leg.
He pulls away, kissing and sucking up your jawline to your ear.
“Tell me to stop” he softly growls in your ear before you feel his teeth grip your earlobe. Your breath is starting to become unsteady.
“Don’t stop” you gasp out as he continues to use his lips to explore your neck. “Oh fuck..”
That seemed to be just what he wanted to hear, because he starts to lower his head to explore lower down your neckline. Unbuttoning your shirt one button at a time, making sure to leave no surface of your exposed skin untouched by his tongue, lips or teeth.
You find your hand in your mouth trying to quiet your moans. He reaches up to remove your impromptu gag,
“Darling, the dorm rooms are soundproof. Don’t worry about causing a scene” he smirks as he proceeds to put your nipple in his mouth. You feel yourself heat up, unable to decern if it was his teasing, his gentle tone or the amount of please he was causing to your chest.
You pull away long enough to moan out “more!” the red-haired boy was clearly amused because you could feel his smirk when you collided your mouths together once again.
you feet both hands on your ass, instinctively you let him pick you up, wrapping your arms and legs around his body.
“I like you so much more when your being good” he smirks as you both crash onto his bed. He reached to your pants, stopping at the hemline. “While your being such a good girl, be good and tell me what you want.” He orders before leaning down to take your nipple into his mouth once again.
“More!” you moan out, you know it’s the wrong answer as you feel him bite down on your sensitive nipples. “Please Riddle, I-I need more… please fuck me!” you gasp out hoping that you found the right answer somewhere in your statement.
You did, because Riddle quickly removed your pants taking your panties along with them and started to finger your soaking pussy. Working his mouth back up to your collarbone. Sucking and biting with a seemingly newfound ferocity. You knew the marks would probably last days.
“Pl-please ah! Mo-ore, Riddle I need you!” moaning out. Desperately longing to be closer to the redhead.
“Be specific. Good girls are specific.” He flatly told you before returning to his abuse on you neck and collarbones.
“I-I need you- your dick. Please Riddle fuck me!” you managed to say turning red at the word you were saying. But that seemed to be what Riddle needed to hear because he instantly removed his fingers from your dripping cunt and lined himself up with your entrance.
You gasped as you entered your dripping cunt. Hearing him sigh as he felt you tightly take him. Withing a few thrust he was all the way in, you moaned at the feeling of him finally inside you. He reached up, pulling your head to his for another deep long kiss.
You tried to pull away to let out another stream of moans when he started moving, but he just held you in place as he continued to explore your mouth. Biting and sucking on your lips.
The thrust started slow, but as he got more comfortable seeing how much you were enjoying having him fuck you, he progressively got more fast and deep, continuing to leave love marks all over your neck and shoulders.
“Riddle! Fuck! Oh god yes!” You continue to cry out his name as he fucked you so hard you swear you saw stars.
“Call me master” he growls low into your ear as you try your best not to come apart beneath him. Returning his mouth to bite down on your neck.
“Ma-master!” you scream as he continues thrusting into you “fuck me master!” you swear he bit down harder when he heard you, his moans nearly trapped by your skin.
“Good girl” he releases you from his mouth just long enough to give you the praise you didn’t know you were longing for. Hearing the sweet words leave his mouth had you coming completely undone. Cumming underneath your sworn enemy as he continued to fuck you, biting down on your skin as if you were his pray, riding out your orgasm.
“I’m ah. I’m gonna cum” he breathed into you ear; he began to lift himself off of you, ready to pull out.
Grabbing him “do-don’t leave, please can come inside master” you plead with red tyrant, he leans back into you continuing to fuck your dripping cunt until he came moaning your name you felt his hot seed filling you up. Slowing down he road out his orgasm thrusting into you sloppily.
You both paused, trying to catch your breath, before he pulled out of you. Cum dripping out of your well-loved cunt.
He flopped down next to you, both of you looking at the ceiling, minds still foggy from both of your orgasms.
But that didn’t last more than a few heartbeats, as you sat straight up. “What did we just do!?” you exclaimed as the reality of it all hit you.
“Darling, we just had a great hate fuck.” he started before shrinking up, “Did you not want that?” becoming red with shamed that he might’ve taken things too far.
“No! I mean yes! It was fucking fantastic! But I uh I mean we hate each other!” you stammered
“Hence, hate fuck” the boy stated flatly as he got up and grabbed a handkerchief out of his wardrobe. He then gestured for you to sit at the edge of the bed, so you did still feeling submissive to him right after the events that just happened.
He began wiping his cum off your legs. After he was satisfied with his clean up job he reached up to massage you neck and shoulder where the bite marks were the worse.
“What-what are you doing?” you ask sheepishly
“Just because I hate you doesn’t mean I’m not a gentleman! You can’t leave my room a total mess, so I’m helping to clean up.” The words came out so naturally you couldn’t think of anyway to dispute them. Even though it felt strange having Riddle treat you so tenderly it felt weirdly nice.
“you’re going to have marks for a while, so make sure to wear your uniform properly.” You see his sly smirk at you as you both recall the argument that led you here.
“You’re great at sex but you’re still an ass hat” you say, quickly getting dressed and storming out