gr444nde

[gr444nde]

BIRTHDAY BOY

can’t believe my baby boy is 22 🥹 enjoy this smut in honor of da bday boy himself !!!! hope you all like it <3

pairing: vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings: smut, use of pet names, praise kink, bit of degradation, spit play (is that a thing ??), slapping, overstimulation, use of vibrator, bit of cum play, lmk if i missed anything !!

summary: it’s his day so why not let him take control, right?

you woke up extra early to surprise your boyfriend with a special birthday breakfast. you went into the kitchen and made his favorite breakfast meal.

hera came up behind you, brushing against your leg with a small meow.

you look down and give her a smile before continuing to make vinnie’s food.

once it’s finished, you add finishing touches and a glass of orange juice before setting everything on a tray and bringing it back into your shared bedroom.

pushing the door open with your foot, you quietly make your way into the room, noticing vinnie is still asleep.

you almost don’t want to wake him. the way he’s sleeping so peacefully, curls messily in his face as soft snores erupt from his mouth.

you also didn’t want the freshly made food go to waste. so, you placed the tray on the dresser before walking over to your boyfriends side of the bed.

sitting down next to him, you slowly push the sheets away, the tattoo on his upper back coming into your view.

smiling softly, you drag your nails gently along his skin, whispering for him to wake up.

vinnie moans softly before mumbling something you can’t quite hear before shifting in his sleep.

“come on vinnie, get up,” you run your fingers through his hair. “made you a special breakfast.”

vinnie smiles at your words, he lifts his head up and looks at you. “goodmorning sleepyhead.” you say kissing his cheek.

his smile doesn’t falter as you kiss his cheeks. a subtle whine leaves his lips when you stand up, but his expression changes once he sees the tray of food.

“your favorite just for you, my love.” you say, waiting for him to sit up against the headboard before placing the tray on the bed in front of him.

sitting next to him, vinnie smiles and thanks you before digging into his meal. you smile at him, threading your fingers through his messy curls as he eats.

“whatcha’ wanna do today, birthday boy?” you ask with a smirk, making vinnie laugh.

he finishes up his breakfast before answering you. “wanna know what i really want?”

you laugh and push his chest, already knowing where this is going. it was no surprise that’s what he wanted, birthday or not.

“get your mind outta’ the gutter for five minutes, hacker,” you chuckle. “before we get to that, what would you like?”

he smirks at you. “oh so i am gettin’ it tonight?” he teases.

grabbing the tray, you stand up and walk to the door before turning your head to look at him. “keep talking like that and you won’t.” you wink.

vinnie waves you off and you laugh as you exit the room to clean up the dishes from the breakfast you had made.

as you do, vinnie decides to get up and get ready for the day. after his shower and after shower routine, vinnie meets you in the kitchen.

he sees hera laying on her cat tree and goes up to her, scratching under her ear before kissing her head.

“go put a shirt on, i’m taking you out for the day.” you tell your boyfriend as you dry your hands.

vinnie walks over to you and wraps his arms around your waist, yours going to rest behind his neck.

“or,” he starts before kissing you softly, his bare chest pressed against you. “we can stay in and just chill ‘til later.”

you smile and push him away before pushing him to the bedroom door. “shirt, now. i wanna treat you, it’s your day.”

he puts his hands up in defense as he backs up into the bedroom. “okay miss bossy, i’ll go put a shirt on.”

you chuckle at his antics as you walk over to hera, who was still on her cat tree. you kiss her head and tell her the two of you will be back before going to grab your purse.

calling out for your boyfriend, he’s quick to respond with a playful remark before swinging his arm around you and heading out the door.

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after hours of shopping and treating vinnie to lunch, the two of you made it home just in time for vinnie to go out with his friends.

you remembered him telling you him and his friends were hanging out tonight.

he had offered you to go with, but you told him to go alone, that it was his night so he can spend time with his friends.

kissing your cheek, he said he’d be back later and that he loved you.

you did your own thing until vinnie got back. about an hour or so later he had texted you that he was five minutes away from the house.

perfect. you thought to yourself. you had this whole idea planned out.

you remembered the conversation from this morning, how vinnie asked if he was ‘gettin’ it’ tonight. as soon as he said that an idea popped into your head.

heading into the closet of your shared bedroom, you go through all your lingerie sets before being met with the perfect one.

a black lace set vinnie had specifically picked out. it was his absolute favorite on you too, not to mention.

finishing up dressing yourself, you jump slightly when you hear the front door shut and vinnie shouting across the house for you.

making sure your set is covered for now, you quickly walk out of the closet and into the kitchen.

“hey baby,” you greet the blonde with a smile. “how was the party?”

the smile on his face tells you he’s definitely a bit tipsy. vinnie grabs you by the waist and pulls you into him, kissing you passionately.

“have you always looked this fuckin’ sexy?” his eyes look over your body hungrily, voice deep as he asks the question.

it doesn’t even register to you that he didn’t answer your question. you’re a blushing mess already at just one compliment.

his head dips from your lips to your neck, his grip on your hips tight. he leaves bruises on your neck, making you moan softly as he does.

you move your hips so you’re pressing against him, vinnie groans as he feels you pressing against his cock.

“feel that?” he asks against the skin of your neck. he moves his hand to grab yours, moving it down his pants so you can feel his hard on through his jeans. “get me so worked up, baby.”

the sound of your sweet giggles fills his ears and he can’t help but smile against the purple bruise that he’s created on your skin.

tapping your thigh, he signals you to jump into his arms. you do and he holds you by your ass as he walks the two of you to your bedroom.

once in the bedroom, he kicks the door shut and pushes you against it, kissing you roughly.

“mmh, vinnie.” you moan against his lips, trying to gain his attention.

he pulls away and looks at you, that same desire still in his eyes. “bed, please.” you mumble.

a drunken smile appears on his beautiful face as he takes you to the bed and gently places you on it.

you look up at him with a smile, and he can’t help but return it. his hands rest on the bed as he leans down to kiss you. moaning into his mouth, he can’t help but groan.

he pulls away and you watch as he starts to unbutton his shirt. you decide to help him, so you sit up and unbutton the last few buttons.

pushing the shirt off him, your hands find his stomach as you move them up his body, smiling as you do so.

vinnie lightly pushes you against the bed, he asks if he can remove your clothes before you tell him yes and he does so.

his mouth goes dry once he sees the lingerie set underneath your everyday clothes.

“sneaky, sneaky girl,” he rasps, and all you do is smile when you realize he knew you planned this whole thing. “wearin’ my favorite lingerie of yours, you knew you were gonna get this, huh?”

biting your lip, you just look up at him as you bat your lashes. he chuckles before leaving down to kiss you.

his hands reach your tits, massaging both of them in his hands as the kiss becomes more intense.

after a few seconds he groans into your mouth before standing up again. you watch as he unbuckles his belt and pulls his pants along with his boxers.

a whine slips past your lips as you watch his cock spring free of its confinements. vinnie looks up at you and smiles.

you scoot against the bed until your back hits the headboard, spreading your legs for your boyfriend as you wait for what he’ll do next.

he kneels on the bed, inching towards you before stopping and grabbing his cock in his hands and rubbing it along your clothed pussy.

you wince at the feeling of him against you. he chuckles as he watches a wet patch form at the panty part of the lingerie.

“strip.” his all he says and you waste no time doing as told.

once completely naked and sprawled out for him, vinnie smiles before he rubs his cock along your now bare cunt.

you moan at the feeling of actually feeling him against you now. he just smiles as he continues to do it.

“gonna have my fun with you, yeah?” he asks, and you just nod, completely submitting yourself to him.

vinnie kisses you before he stands up and goes over to the dresser. you look up and wonder what he’s grabbing before you hear the buzzing noise.

clenching around nothing, you hold back your noises as vinnie climbs back on the bed.

he lays down on the bed so his face is mere inches from your already dripping pussy. he looks up at you and gives you a sweet smile before bringing the vibrator up to you.

“shit.” you mutter under your breath when you feel the vibrator against you.

he pushes the toy inside of you before holding it there for a second then dragging it to your clit.

you immediately grip the sheets and push your head into the pillow with a loud moan of vinnie’s name.

“feel good sweetheart?” he asks, already knowing the answer as he watches your pussy clench.

you nod, seeing as that’s all you can do. he keeps the toy on your clit for awhile before moving it up and down against you.

“fuck, vin ‘m gonna cum.” you moan, gripping the bedsheets as vinnie turns up the toy to the next highest setting.

he gives you a mischievous grin before pushing it against you more. “give it to me, baby. be a good girl, c’mon.” he encourages.

before you can get another word out you’re cumming around the toy with a whine added to it as you try to come down from your orgasm.

vinnie has other ideas though, seeing as he hasn’t pulled the toy away from your sensitive cunt.

“baby, please.” you whine, the feeling of sensitivity rushing through you.

he tsks and pushes it into you more. “know you got another one in you, pretty girl.” he tells you.

with a shake to your head, you grip the sheets again as the intensity of the toy hits you and you’re cumming again.

“there it is,” his voice deep as he turns the toy off and places it on the bed. “such a good girl for me.”

you give him a weak smile as he comes up to kiss you softly. “need that pretty pussy wrapped around me.” he says against your lips.

that does nothing to help the sensitivity you feel at all. you clench around nothing once more before you feel vinnie’s cock against you.

“you gonna let me use you, baby? let me fuck you ‘til you’re nothing but a shaking mess for me?” his words go right through you and you smash your lips onto his.

you push your hips up to meet his and he gets the message. he grabs his cock in his hand again and lines himself up with your entrance.

pushing himself into you, both of you let out moans as he waits for you to adjust. once you give him the go-ahead, he starts moving.

his gains a good rhythm before reaching up and grabbing your right breast in his hand.

“fuckin’ love your tits, y’know that, sweetheart?” he tells you, you just nod your head, unable to form words.

he chuckles and grasps your nipple with his forefinger before punching it, making you moan.

“such a fuckin’ slut f’me, yeah? do whatever i say when i got you like this.”

vinnie gets an idea and grabs the vibrator again. you hear the buzzing and start to pry yourself away.

with his hand roughly grasping your hip and his thrusts picking up speed, there’s no use.

you feel the toy on your clit again and moan loudly at the feeling. the pressure of the toy on your bundle of nerves and vinnie’s cock hitting that perfect spot repeatedly is too much.

“g-gonna cum again!” you announce, pushing your head into the pillow.

vinnie grabs your jaw and makes you look at him. you have tears welling in your eyes, orgasm so close you can feel it building up.

“open.” he tells you, and you comply, opening your mouth and sticking out your tongue.

vinnie spits into your mouth and closes your mouth for you. he taps your jaw before saying, “swallow.”

you do as told and he smiles before kissing you. he turns up the vibration on the toy again, which only spurs you on more.

you can’t even warn him before you cum around the toy and his cock, making the man above you smile.

vinnie removes the toy but doesn’t pull out of you. he gives you a sweet smile before he thrusts his hips and smacks your tits, making you moan.

“gonna give me as many orgasms as i want you too, got it?” you’re so fucked out of it at this point, all you can do is give him a small nod.

he smirks and you try so hard not to let another one slip yet. the pace and way his hands do roam over your body feel too good, you don’t want it to end.

vinnie can tell you’re close again though. by the way his tip hits that perfect spot inside you, the way you grip the sheets, chest heaving, he knows.

“come on princess, let go for me. doin’ so good, don’t wanna stop now, right?”

his tone is almost condescending, which only turns you on more and gets you to release all over his cock.

he watches the cum spill out of you onto him and he chuckles. “look at that,” he says, voice strained. “so pretty.”

he pulls out of you a bit but pushes back in, watching the cum seep out of you and go back in as he does.

“p-please,” you try to say. you’re so out of it, barely able to get a breath in. “no more, vin. please.”

you know he’s not going to listen. it’s his day, he can do whatever he wants, and he wants to use you as many times as he can.

“just one more for me baby, promise it’ll just be one more. doin’ so good f’me, love.” he assures you, rubbing your stomach.

you nod, secretly loving the way he has you right now. you push yourself up on your elbows to see what you’re boyfriend is doing.

he slips out of you and nudges his tip against your clit, making you moan at the feeling of him against you.

sliding his cock along your folds, he grabs the plush of your thighs before leaning down and kissing both of them.

“one more, okay baby?” he says as he carefully pushing himself into you again.

you open your mouth but no sound comes out, vinnie looks up at you with a smile, leaning up to kiss you.

“feel so good around me, sweet girl. pretty girl likes takin’ my cock, yeah? take me so fuckin’ good.” his rambling doesn’t go unnoticed by you as you smile lazily at his words.

he thrusts deeper into you, big tattooed hands laying on your thighs and squeezing at each thrust.

he hits a good spot again and you’re pushing your head into the pillow and rolling your eyes back into your head.

vinnie smacks your thigh to get your attention and you look up at him. “eyes on me, pretty,” he breathes out. “wanna see your pretty face when you cum.”

you nod and keep your eyes on the man above you. he looks so fucking hot in this moment, you almost can’t take it.

deep thrusts, heavy breathing, curls sticking to his forehead, hot open mouthed kisses all over your body, you can’t get enough of him.

“good girl.” he praises, making you whimper and give him yet another lazy smile.

his big hands move over your body. one to wrap around your neck and the other to push on your lower stomach.

he’s got you right where he’s wanted you this whole night. you look so fucking pretty to him right now, he can’t help but give you a sweet, genuine, smile.

his hand on your stomach pushes deeper onto you, making you moan.

“feel that?” he asks, adding slight pressure around your neck. “fuckin’ you so good i can feel myself inside you.” he says.

he removes his hand and his thrusts continue, you move up on your elbows and look where he’s looking.

“fuck, vinnie.” you whine, looking at the prominent bulge in your stomach.

he smiles and fucks you deeper into the mattress. you’re so close the two of you can feel it. vinnie reaches his hand down and presses his thumb to your clit.

“let it out, baby. cum around my cock f’me, show me how much you love me.” he rambles, pressure on your clit intensifying.

you try to close your legs a bit around him but vinnie pushes them open. with one final moan to his name, your cumming around his cock again for what felt like the millionth time.

you’re a shaking mess, just how he wanted, when you finally get it all out.

vinnie helps you ride out your high and is soon cums after you, painting your chest.

“so pretty, baby.” he whispers as he slowly pulls out of you.

whining at the loss of contact, you watch as vinnie stands up and just looks at you with so much love in his eyes.

“fucked you too good, huh?” he asks, referring to the way you can’t even move from your spot.

you laugh, taking the pillow from under your head and throw it at him. “come here, birthday boy.”

vinnie jumps on top of you, but not hard enough to hurt you. his head rests in your chest as you run your fingers through his hair.

“how does twenty-two feel?” you ask, kissing his temple.

vinnie smiles and looks up at you. “feels fuckin’ amazing after all that.” he says, referring to what had just happened.

you smack his back and he laughs, hands wrapping around you so he’s hugging you. you wrap yours around his back and kiss his head.

“happy birthday, sweet boy,” you whisper, running your fingers through his messy curls. “i love you forever.”

vinnie’s breathing softens and that’s when you realized he fell asleep. you try your best to do so as well, running your fingers through his hair as you do.

GUYSSSS OUR BOYS 22 🙁 how’s that possible, i feel like he was just 20 (when i found out ab him) i hope you all loved this cus i loved writing it !!

and happy birthday to our handsome boy again <33 i love him so much i don’t know what id do without him

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slim thick queen <3 (has more ass than me 🙄)

[gr444nde]

K. | vinnie hacker

vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of sex, suggestive

you and vinnie were best friends, basically inseparable. you guys were sitting down across from each other at a restaurant, nothing fancy. however, the two of you had made love earlier with no strings attached and there was definitely still tension in the air, especially on your part, and vinnie could tell that something had changed whenever you looked at him. he leaned his arm on the table and looked at you with a smirk. “what?” he chuckled, noticing when you had been staring at him. he took a sip of his water, knowing fully well why you were giving him such a certain look.

you rolled your eyes and tried to focus on your water glass. “nothing” you muttered with a scoff, avoiding eye contact with him, knowing you were blushing. vinnie chuckled and shook his head, enjoying watching you become flustered. he leaned back in his chair, letting his eyes roam over your body. he loved getting a reaction out of you. he then noticed how you started to bite your lip and he felt his heart rate increase. he smirked and leaned forward again, resting his forearms on the table. “come on” he said in a low voice, wanting you to look at him. you sighed and looked at him, noticing that he was closer to you than before. you could feel the heat rising in your cheeks as he leaned in even closer. his eyes were dark as he looked into yours, making your stomach flutter. “what?” you said again, trying to keep your voice steady.

he chuckled again, knowing how affected you were by his proximity. he reached out and gently tucked a strand of hair behind your ear. “you’re blushing” he said in a teasing voice, as his fingers traced lightly down your jawline. “i’m not.” you defended, but you knew that he had already made his mind on where you stood in his life. he chuckled and moved his hand to your chin, gently tilting it up so you had to look at him. “aren’t you?” he said sarcastically, his thumb brushing against your bottom lip. he noticed how your breathing hitched when he touched you and he felt a pang of satisfaction. you gently pushed his hand away from your lips, a shy smile creeping onto your face.

“aww” he said in a mocking tone, grinning. “shy now?” he leaned back again, studying your face. he loved getting these reactions out of you. he crossed his arms over his chest, his shirt straining over his muscular arms. “you were quite the opposite earlier” he teased. “not funny.” you lied as your shy smile widens with glee. just being near him made you feel all giddy inside. he chuckled at your reaction. as his eyes were scanning your body and taking note of how fidgety you were. he loved how he could affect you. he reached out and grabbed your hand, turning it over softly to trace the lines on your palm.

“you were a lot more vocal then too” he said with a smirk, his fingers now tracing up your forearm, sending shivers down your spine. “now look at you, blushing like a schoolgirl” he teased, noticing how your body reacted to his touch. “you just don’t quit, do you?” you said. “nope” he said with a smirk. his fingers now tracing up and down your arm, feeling your skin prickling under his touch. “you know you like it” he said, moving his fingers to your thigh. even if you didn’t show it, your body definitely tensed up at his touch.

he smirked when he felt your body tense up. he loved knowing that he had that effect on you. he moved his hand up further, rubbing your thigh slowly. “you’re so easy to get worked up” he said, his voice low and teasing. “shut up..” he chuckled and moved his chair closer to you. he could see how flushed you were becoming, the way your breath hitched when he touched you, it was driving him crazy. “make me” he challenged, his hand now resting on your inner thigh.

you couldn’t do it. you felt like any further action would have gotten you both in trouble, so you quickly took his hand and set it on his own lap. he pouted playfully as you set his hand aside. he let out a low groan and slumped back in his chair, crossing his arms in annoyance. “you’re no fun” he said with a huff. he couldn’t help but find it endearing how you tried to keep your distance, it only made him want you even more.

he pouted playfully as you set his hand aside. he let out a low groan and slumped back in his chair, crossing his arms in annoyance. “you’re no fun” he said with a huff. he couldn’t help but find it endearing how you tried to keep your distance, it only made him want you even more. he then sighed and leaned back in his chair again, looking at you with a smirk. “you can’t keep doing that” he said, his eyes roaming over your body again. he loved the way you blushed under his gaze, it was such a contrast to how you were just minutes ago. “doing what?” you questioned.

he chuckled and gestured towards you, his eyes still roaming over your body. “that. acting all innocent after how you were earlier” he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. he enjoyed the way you tried to act nonchalant, even though he knew exactly how affected you were by his presence. he leaned forward once again, his eyes locked on yours. he could see how flustered and shy you were, it made him feel a rush of satisfaction. he lowered his voice, “you can’t act like you’re unaffected when I touch you. not after what we did earlier.”

you took a sip of your nearby tea. “i don’t know what you’re talking about.” he chuckled and raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying your act. “sure you don’t” he said sarcastically, leaning back in his chair. he knew you were blushing again, and he loved how flustered you got when he called you out. “but you know,” he continued, his smile growing, “your body gives you away. I can tell how much you want me.” you desperately wanted to change the topic. you knew you couldn’t handle confrontation like this. “so how was your day.” which was still a very stupid question to ask considering you know how his day went.

he chuckled at your attempt to change the subject but decided to go along with it for now. “it was fine” he said with a shrug. he knew you were trying to divert the conversation, but he couldn’t help but notice your flushed cheeks and the way you were avoiding eye contact. he leaned back in his chair and watched you for a moment, his eyes still holding a hint of playfulness. “but you know, if you wanted to talk about something else, there are other things we could discuss” he said, teasingly. “like what?” you said as you prepared yourself for whatever stupid idea he had to share.

he chuckled at your hesitant response, knowing that you were bracing yourself for whatever he was about to say. “well.” he said, his smirk growing wider. “we could talk about earlier” he said, keeping his tone casual. “why.?” you questioned, not really wanting to dive right into the topic like that. he smirked and leaned forward again, resting his forearms on the table. “because I know you’re thinking about it. and so am I” he said, his eyes locking onto yours. he loved seeing you get so flustered and shy, it made him feel a rush of excitement. “so what if i am?” you said. “this is a natural occurrence that happens to everyone.” you started getting defensive, only out of fear that he would see right through you.

his smirk widened as you got defensive. he knew he had hit a nerve and he loved how flustered it made you. “is it now?” he said teasingly, shifting his chair even closer to you. “because the way I see it, you’re just trying to deny how much you enjoyed it.” “i did enjoy it.” you answered. “why can’t it be left at that?” his smirk turned into a small grin, happy that you finally admitted it. “that’s a start” he said, his eyes roaming over your body again. he reached out and took your hand, tracing small circles on your skin with his thumb. “but you can’t deny how much you want it again” he said, his voice low and seductive.

he could see the tension in your body, the way your breath hitched at his touch. he loved how easily he could affect you, how he could make you blush and shiver with just a look. he leaned in closer. “admit it” he whispered. “you want me again, don’t you.” his hand moved from your hand to your thigh, slowly tracing circles on your skin, moving closer and closer to the edge of your skirt. he could feel your leg twitch under his touch. his eyes locked on yours.

“vinnie, we’re in public.” you added.

he chuckled at your protest, his hand freezing on your thigh. he knew you were right, but he couldn’t help himself. “so?” he said, his eyes glinting with mischief. “that’s never stopped us before” he said in a low voice. “besides,” he continued, his hand resuming its movement, moving even higher up your thigh. “no one’s paying attention to us.” he looked around the restaurant, seeing that people were busy eating and chatting amongst themselves. “well, i still have morals and decorum.” you state your defense. he chuckled and rolled his eyes playfully at your response. “morals and decorum”

he repeated sarcastically. “you didn’t seem so concerned about those earlier.” he teased, his hand still tracing lazy circles on your thigh. “well still..” you try to protest against the idea of doing such actions in public. he chuckled at your persistence. “you’re too predictable“ he said with a grin, his hand still on your thigh. “always so worried about what other people think.” he leaned in closer, his face just inches from yours. “but there’s nothing stopping us from continuing later, somewhere more private.”

he smirked as he saw your face flush even more at his suggestion. he loved how easily he could make you flustered, how he could make your heart race with just a few words. he leaned back in his chair and withdrew his hand, resting it on the table. “we could finish up here and go back to my place.” he said, keeping his tone casual. you let a small smile creep onto your face. “you mean it?” he chuckled and nodded, his smirk growing wider. “of course I mean it.” he said, his eyes roaming over your body again. “you know I wouldn’t tease you if I wasn’t going to follow through.” he then gestured to the food on the table. “finish up so we can get out of here.” he watched as you finished up your food, his eyes still on you. he couldn’t wait to get you back to his apartment, to continue what you had started earlier.

he paid the bill and stood up, holding his hand out to you. “ready?” you took his hand as you looked up at him. “yeah.” he smiled and squeezed your hand, pulling you close to his side. he led you out of the restaurant and towards his car, which was parked nearby. he opened the passenger door for you and helped you in before getting in the driver’s seat. the car ride was quiet as he drove, his hand resting on your thigh, tracing small circles with his thumb. he could feel the tension in the air, the anticipation building between the two of you.

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[gr444nde]

ooohh could you do a sex tape smut with vinnie? 🫶

( @louloulemons-blog ,, wanna make sure you got the notif 😭 hope you enjoy !! <3)

LET’S MAKE A MOVIE

girl i love this idea, thank you for the request !!!

pairing: vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings: smut, use of pet names, fingering, teasing, praise kink, bit of degradation ??, dirty talk, cum play ?? cussing, very little plot, dom!vinnie, lmk if i missed anything !!!

summary: you and vinnie decide to do something a bit different

the phone on the tripod captures everything as he’s got you on all fours, fucking you from behind. the bed’s shaking, definitely hitting the wall and putting if not one, many holes into it.

you don’t care, however. all you care about is this, this moment with him. you completely forgot the phone was recording everything.

vinnie thrusts deep and slow as he reaches up and grabs your tits, squeezing them and making you moan loudly as you throw your head back.

“louder baby, let ‘em hear who makes you feel this good.” vinnie whispers in your ear as his pace quickens.

you do as told, loving the way he feels inside you with this position. vinnie smirks as he kisses your shoulder.

“doin’ so good for me baby,” he praises as you clench around him. “you’re my good girl, yeah?”

you whine against the pillow that you’re face is currently being shoved into by vinnie’s large tattooed hand.

“asked you a question, didn’t i?” he asks condescendingly, making tears want to fall from your eyes.

he grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls, making you lift your head. “huh? you gonna use your words? or have i fucked you too good already?”

tears threaten to spill as his tone gets more stern with you. you weren’t typically used to him having the condescending voice while the two of you were at it, so it threw you for a loop.

his grip and thrusts got harsher and all you could do was moan out loudly, absolutely no thoughts were in your head at the moment.

you soon feel him pull out of you, making you whine at the loss of contact. vinnie scoffs as he smacks your ass.

“quit your whining and get up.” he says, and you do as told.

vinnie lays back so he’s against the headboard, once you’re kneeling, he pulls you back against him and you hit his chest with your back.

the camera catches all of this, you stare right into it as you watch vinnie through it. you watch as his fingers dance along your skin, almost feeling like they’re burning.

“you watchin’ me?” he asks, not moving his gaze from where his hand now moves from your shoulder down to your chest.

you nod. “mhm.” you hum, feeling vinnie’s hand make contact with your tits.

he smirks as he feels your head rest against his shoulder. “spread your legs.” he demands.

when you don’t do as told, he scoffs and squeezes your tits harsher.

“spread ‘em, dirty girl, c’mon.” he urges, using that same deep, demanding tone with you.

when you do, vinnie chuckles as he sticks out his tongue, smiling at the camera. “you gonna be good for me?” his gaze stays on the camera but his hands knead your breasts.

you nod with a smile, telling him you’ll be so good for him. he strokes your hair before sliding one of his hands down your body.

you spread your legs a bit wider as his hand came closer to your aching pussy. you clenched around nothing when his hand squeezed your inner thigh.

“needy girl, you think you deserve this?” vinnie asks as he squeezes the plush of your thigh.

“mhm!” you whine, the feeling of just his hand on you is making you more wet.

“i don’t know,” he drags out, sliding his finger along your folds, teasing you. “look up at the camera and say it.”

vinnie grabs your jaw, making you look up at the camera that’s still recording. “i’ll be good.” you say just below a mummer.

vinnie knits his eyebrows. “speak up, or we stop now.” he tells you.

huffing, you speak louder so the camera can pick it up. you feel vinnie smile against your shoulder before kissing it.

you melt into his touch before being brought back to reality and feeling his fingers enter you. “vinnie,” you whine.

he chuckles when he hears you. “all i did was put my fingers inside you, and you’re already a fuckin’ mess.”

you squirm and whine under him, trying to get him to do something other than mere touches. he notices your movement and pulls his fingers from you.

“for someone who said they’d be good for me,” vinnie starts, stroking the inside of your thigh. “you’re bein’ a real brat, you know that?”

nodding your head, you lift your head to try and make eye contact. vinnie grabs your chin and kisses you, making you think he’ll go soft on you.

he lets go of your face harshly, making tears want to spill out of your eyes. you’re insanely turned on and he has done nothing since the two of you started.

“baby please.” you whine, needing his touch now more than ever.

finally, you feel his fingers thrust into you again, curling at just the right spot, making you lean your head on his shoulder with a moan.

vinnie’s low laugh is heard clearly in your ear as he continues to curl his fingers inside you.

“this what you wanted?” he knows he’s not getting an answer out of you, so he just continues.

“dirty girl just wanted my fingers in her, didn’t she?” the pleasure completely overpowers his words for you, almost like you can’t even hear him.

you feel his thumb rub on your clit and that’s what does it for you. “vinnie,” you cry out, gripping his bicep. “please.

you start to close your legs, the pressure being too overbearing, but vinnie takes his hand and pushes them open.

“keep ‘em open, princess,” he tells you as his thumb doesn’t stop its movements on your sensitive bud. “wanna get you cummin’ on camera.”

you whine as his movements continue, the knot about to burst any minute. before you get the chance to tell him you’re there, the contact is gone.

anger floods through you as you whip your head around to face your boyfriend, a smug smile plastered on his pretty face.

you thought he wanted you to show the camera your mess, but instead he just edged you on like he’s been doing.

before you get a chance to speak, vinnie beats you to it and whispers in your ear, “got an idea, stay still.” he tells you.

staying put, you watch as your boyfriend gets up and moves his way around you. you smile cheekily when you get a good view of his ass as you watch him walk over to the tripod.

you hear him whisper something to the camera before he picks up the phone and stops the recording.

you have no doubt in your mind this tape will be a bit longer than some, but that’s what editing is for.

vinnie starts recording again, only this time the camera is pointed at you. he walks towards you, smile on his face.

“look at you,” he says lowly, cupping one of your breasts in his hands, making sure the video captures everything. “pretty little thing.”

the way the sentence leaves his mouth makes you clench around nothing. he gives your breast a squeeze before grabbing you by an ankle and pulling you down the bed.

pushing your chest, you fall onto your back, being all spread out for him in this position.

lifting your head, you see your boyfriend climb onto the bed himself. you watch as he angles the camera directly on your pussy.

a cry erupts from you when vinnie’s fingers make contact with your sensitive cunt once again.

he slides his fingers along you for a moment before pointing the camera at you. “ready for it?”

he can’t even finish his sentence before your nodding, smile widely spread across your face as you watch vinnie tentatively.

he points the camera back down and takes his cock in his other hand. it doesn’t take long before he’s hard again, just the mere sight of you does it for him.

there was no warning before he slammed into you. bottoming out, he reached up to your chest and tweaked at your right nipple, eliciting a loud moan from you.

you tug at vinnie’s hair, making him groan. “feel good, sweetheart?” he asks.

all you can do is nod in response, the pleasure of having him inside you again is too much for you to speak.

he angles the camera at your chest, getting a perfect view of your tits bouncing as he thrusts harshly.

before he can think it, he smacks your right breast, making you whimper at the feeling. “you like that, huh,” the camera moves to your face, capturing how you’re reacting to all the pleasure.

“mhm.” you hum almost too quiet so vinnie can’t even hear you. you watch his demeanor change again and you know what’s about to come.

“words.” is all he says before you open your mouth to speak. just as you’re about to, you feel vinnie pull out of you before slamming himself back into you.

“couldn’t hear you, baby.” he says, camera pointing right in front of you, watching as tears well in your eyes.

you cry out a ‘yes’ that’s soon drowned out by a moan when you feel his hand press on your lower stomach.

he smirks. “feel that, pretty girl,” he says as you nod. “that’s all me. only i can make you feel this good.”

another moan is ripped from your throat as you feel his hand inch lower before reaching your clit. you look up, grabbing his hair as you see the camera pointed right at where you and vinnie are connected.

“vin,” you moan when his thumb makes contact with your swollen bud. “faster.”

he does as told. fast circles are stimulating you in no time as he continues to fuck you. “you gonna cum, baby? be a good girl f’me?”

you clench around his cock as you tug on his hair and whine out. vinnie lets his own moans out when he feels you clench around him.

“shit baby, go ahead.” he gives you the approval you’ve been waiting for and you waste no time.

with one last thrust that was all it took for not only you, but vinnie to spill as well, the two of you cumming together.

the camera doesn’t leave the angle it’s capturing. he makes sure everything he wants is in view before slowly pulling out of you with a hiss.

“shit, pretty girl,” he pants, trying to catch his breath. you sit up on your elbows so you can see what he’s doing. “look at the mess we made.”

vinnie chuckles as he spreads the mixture of yours and his cum along your sensitive pussy.

you hiss at the feeling of his fingers nudging your clit, making vinnie look up at you with a smile.

he leans in to kiss you, but before he does, he makes sure it’s visible in the camera.

“did so good for me, i love you.” is all he says before kissing you and then ending the recording.

HI HI HI !! thank you for the request again, i LOVED writing it and i hope you loved reading and it lived up to what you wanted <33

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Things to do instead of doomscrolling on social media

Create art (drawing, painting, sculpting, writing, poetry, etc)

Cosplay or dressing in costume

Fabric work (sewing, knitting, crotchet, embroidery, etc)

Engage with/create fan works (reading/writing fanfic, looking at/drawing fanart, etc)

Scream to music (whether it's angry music or your favorite song)

Listen/dance to music

Dance to no music to your own beat!!

Play video games

Play with or pet a (domesticated) beast

Read a book

Study (but don't stress about it)

Cook/bake something

Hang out with friends, physically or through a video call/groupchat/whatever

Meditate

Practice religion

Workout (be safe and don't stress yourself out my friends <3)

Binge a movie/tv show

Practice some self care (whatever that looks like for you, but common ones are showering, drinking water, eating enough, affirmations, etc)

Go outside (can do one or multiple of the above while doing this)

Alternatively to the above, open a window for some fresh air

Comment or reblog with your favorite hobby/pastime and I'll add it!

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just saying → Vinnie Hacker x female!reader

summary: in which Vinnie doesn’t like your boyfriend

a/n: hello, it’s been a while lol, 2023 was literally the worst year of my life but 2024 will be my year.

warnings: swearing, fighting and blood

word count: 2.4k

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Vinnie never liked him, from the moment you told him about the new guy you met, to the moment he met him face to face. He never hid it either. A grimace of disgust tainting his face when your boyfriend was around. It got to the point where everyone took notice of it and sided with Vinnie; your boyfriend sucked.

He was never on time, even on date nights and always left the bill for you to pay. When Vinnie found out, he was sure he hated the guy's guts. Every complaint to you about your boyfriend ended with a not so nonchalant shrug and “just saying,”.

It got to you, it really did, especially when the tattooed blonde distanced himself, much to your boyfriend’s enjoyment. He knew he wasn’t well liked, and it gave him an air of confidence, Vinnie would go as far as to call him borderline fucking sadistic.

He remembers the day vividly when your boyfriend waltzed into the room with you in tow and that stupid smirk on his face. Vinnie immediately disliked him, purely because of that fucking smirk that spoke a thousand words, ‘I’m better than you’, blah blah blah, Vinnie knew his façade was a pile of stinking bullshit.

“Who are you?” Vinnie snorted as he leaned back on the couch, legs spread. Although the question was directed towards your boyfriend, his eyes were glued to yours, his gaze heated.

“Uhm, guys, this is my-“ he interrupted you. Vinnie didn’t like that at all. He forced himself to take a deep breath, fidgeting in his seat to get comfortable. It didn’t work. “I’m her boyfriend,” he gloated with a nasty grin, and Vinnie was caught off guard by your soft smile directed towards your shitty boyfriend. It was a punch to the gut, seeing you with heart eyes not looking at him.

“Boyfriend?” Noah gaped at you, his eyes sneaking looks at Vinnie to gauge his reaction. He looked upset, and Noah knew why, but Vinnie himself wouldn’t admit it. He was stubborn that way, enough to break his own stubborn heart.

You smiled sheepishly, shy from the feeling of vulnerability that took over you as every pair of eyes in the room stared you and your boyfriend down. You hadn’t anticipated their negative reactions, it made you confused and disappointed, and a small tinge of embarrassment grew in your gut. Shame set your body alight, why would you be embarrassed to introduce your boyfriend?

“How long have you guys been dating?” Vinnie asked, a fake smile on his lips, it made you cringe. You knew Vinnie, both in and out, and you knew when he was genuine. He wasn’t now.

You turned to your boyfriend, tongue tied, “uhm, well we went official three days ago-“ he interrupted again. You really wanted to disappear.

“Babe,” he chuckled in a tone that Vinnie knew was condescending. “They asked when we began to date, not when we became official.” duh, you thought to yourself and quickly nodded with a small and strained smile.

You felt embarrassed, if he had let you finish your sentence then he would come to find out that you would’ve answered Vinnie’s question.

“Uhm-“ you stammered, he interrupted once again, sighing, “two months babe, two months.” Your stomach was hurting now and your face was burning as did your palms, so much so that your boyfriend let it go to wipe his palm on his jeans. ‘Oh god’ you felt mortified, hoping no one noticed the gesture despite standing on display in front of your friends.

Vinnie spoke, his eyes dark, “Maybe, you should, oh- I don’t know; let her finish speaking?” Vinnie glared at him, his posture less relaxed but he was still in the same position as earlier, though his hands twitched.

“Excuse me?” He took a threatening step forward, but you intercepted him quickly with a forced laugh, “okay,” you dragged out, “how about we stop this, and leave.” So you did.

Vinnie texted you an hour later, an apology, ending with him admitting to not wanting to lose you over a petty dick measuring fight. You reassured him that you weren't the type of person to throw away friendships for one guy.

He read the text with stinging eyes and a chewed up lip. He genuinely thought his chest was about to cave in, he saw his future, a future of which he painted with you by his side, hands intertwined with loving whispers in your shared bed, hidden from the world under the covers. It all fell apart. But he knew better than to admit his feelings to you. You were everything good in this world and he knew he wasn’t enough.

—————

Vinnie wasn’t a stranger to sarcasm, neither were you. Your new boyfriend on the other hand seemed to be.

It was supposed be a relaxed get together, celebrating summer with barbecue and drinks,

It was painful to listen to Vinnie disrespect your boyfriend whilst the boy in question unknowingly agreed to it all.

“You’re one of the nice guys, huh?” Vinnie smirked, his eyes mischievous as he stared at your boyfriend. His blood pumping the liquid courage through his body. Oblivious, he answered with a chuckle. “Yeah, totally dude, I hear it all the time.”

You went to interrupt before Vinnie took it too far, but your boyfriend quickly dismissed you with a hand on your thigh and a slurred whisper of “shh let ‘im speak, babe”

Vinnie rolled his eyes at the site, jealousy growing with each sip of alcohol. “Must be your pride and joy,” Vinnie murmured and your boyfriend huffed, “of course I pride myself in being a humble guy.”

“Vincent,” you snapped and Vinnie’s eyes went wide. “That’s enough.” You stared Vinnie down and he kept his eyes locked on yours despite your glaring, though your glaring eyes quickly turned soft the longer you stared at each other.

Your boyfriend spoke up, snapping your attention to him, though Vinnie didn’t care to remove his eyes from you. His eyebrows furrowed and a frown tugged down the corner of his lips, it looked ridiculous. “Is there something going on between you two that I should know about?” His words sounded forced as he spoke through clenched teeth.

You flinched from his words, your brows furrowed as you stared at him with a gaping mouth. “What?” Your voice shook and your face felt hot.

He rolled his eyes, taking a swig from his beer bottle. “You heard me,” he spat as he glared at you and Vinnie, though your gaze didn’t dare to meet Vinnie’s blank ones.

“I-“ you began before Vinnie interrupted you, his voice expressionless and his face equally so when you finally looked at him.

“Fuck you.” Oh god, you quickly stood up and glanced around for help to stop the fight that would inevitably follow. “Noah?” You yelled out and the boy quickly appeared with a lazy smile on his face before it quickly dropped when he saw your panicked expression.

He quickly walked up to you. “Woah, what’s wrong?” You were just about to gesture towards Vinnie and your boyfriend, but quickly stopped when your boyfriend clumsily stood up and threw the glass bottle toward Vinnie. Glass shattered on the concrete before Vinnie’s feet, beer staining his trousers and skin.

A gasp left your lips before you quickly ran forward to intercept your boyfriend who obviously wasn’t done. Vinnie had also gotten to his feet now, his eyes dark and fist clenched, his body tense as he stared your boyfriend down.

“Lil’ bitch,” your boyfriend slurred, your hand grasping his arm to hold him back. You tried to ignore him instead focusing on Vinnie who was now being held back by Noah. You took notice of the circle of which has formed around you, people curious to see what the escalation would be like.

Fingers pinched your arm tightly, almost breaking through skin. You tore your arm away from your boyfriend to see his glare directed to you now. Your arm burned from where he pinched you.

“What the fuck?” You exclaimed angrily as you gave him a light push. He wobbled a few steps back before he spat on your shoes, a disgusted expression on his face. “You’re his lil’ bitch, aren’t you?” He wiped the stray saliva from his chin with a crazed smile. “You’re his whore aren’t you?” You felt your nose burn as tears blurred your vision.

One second you were staring at your boyfriend, the next his body laid upon the ground, Vinnie straddling him, his fists flying. You could vaguely hear voices screaming, before Vinnie was quickly taken away from the bloodied man you once called your boyfriend.

Through your blurred vision you saw Vinnie being taken into the house by Noah and a couple of other guys, their faces pale.

“Hey,” a soft voice spoke. A blonde haired girl stood before you with a soft, shaky smile. “Let’s get you inside.” She didn’t wait for you to answer before she gently took your hand and walked you inside. You were grateful but your mouth felt wired shut. You wanted to know what happened to Vinnie and where he was taken to.

“Where is he?” She guided you to the plush couch and kneeled down before you, her hand still holding yours.

“Who? Vinnie?” She asked, her eyes quickly darting to the backyard where a commotion was still going on. You could only nod, a tear tickling your skin as it slid down your cheek and neck.

“They took him to the front lawn, someone called the cops.” Your heart stopped. “They’re hoping to explain the situation or something.” She gave you a reassuring smile. “He only protected you, stupidly of course,” she chuckled and you let a teary one out too.

“What’s your name?” Your voice cracked. She gave you a cheeky grin before answering you. “Phoebe, and you?” You told her your name and took a deep breath, “how bad is it?”

She sighed and chewed her button lip, “it looked worse than it is.” And it looked horrifying. You turned around to get a glimpse of your now unofficial ex boyfriend, and he was being held up by two guys, his nose bent and blood covering his lower face with splatters everywhere. Vinnie had done some proper damage in that short moment.

“Oh, don’t look,” she tugged at your hand and made you focus on her. She quickly got up and nodded to someone, whom you didn’t know.”

“She okay?” It was Noah, his hair disheveled and he looked flustered, his eyes quickly glancing outside before focusing on you again.

“Welp, she’s definitely shaken up and could definitely use a friend and some reassurance.” She gave you a small smile before walking back outside again. You wanted to thank her but you found yourself tongue tied.

Noah took a seat beside you, his body slumped against the cushions, and dragged a hand over his face before sitting straight. He looked exhausted.

“Are you okay?” You whispered shakily, your lips trembling. He snorted, “I’m fine, just tired from dealing with cops.” Oh god, your mind drew a scenario of Vinnie in the back of a patrol car.

“Is Vinnie arrested?” Your voice trembled, ‘god this shouldn’t be happening’ you thought to yourself.

Noah laughed this time, the sound loud in the quiet and tense living room. “Psst, no. They understood and they’re actually taking your man in instead for being drunk and disorderly.” Your mouth fell open before you quickly turned around in your seat again to find him again, but he was already gone. The guests back to mingling as though nothing had happened.

“Where’s Vinnie?” You asked Noah, mouth still gaping.

“Here,” another voice answered. Vinnie. He stood by the doorway with wrapped hands and a change of clothing. A sheepish smile on his blushing face. You quickly got up and wrapped your arms around his waist, your head resting on his hard chest. His arms quickly engulfed you tightly. “Thank you for standing up for me.” You sniffled .

“Meh, I always hated the guy.” You lifted your head to stare at him and a smile grew on his lips. “Just saying.”

——————

It took two months before you agreed to go out with Vinnie. He had planned the whole night, home baked pizzas with snacks and a handful of movies. You were both snuggled up under a shared blanket, hands intertwined. He rested his chin atop your head. “It feels surreal, you know?” He spoke. You moved to get a look at him. His dark eyes soft as they glanced at you under the glow of the lit candles on the living room table.

“It feels like I’m about to wake up at any moment and resent myself for this only being a dream.” He continued, he looked melancholy, as his inked hands nervously played with yours. “I never wanted to lose you, and I did anyway.” Your heart felt heavy as you listened. You wanted to say something but you could tell he wasn’t done speaking.

He sighed, forcing himself to let it all out. “I think I’m in love with you, I think I’ve been for a very long time. I don’t really know the definition of love but I know that you’re all I think about. You make me feel safe and nervous at the same time and it’s very confusing,” you both chuckled before he continued.

“I can’t see anyone else being in your place and if I had the power to, I would freeze time so I could spend an eternity here with you.” You were crying now and his warm hand lifted to grasp your wet cheek. His eyes were alight and a smile grew on his lips as he laughed.

“Fuck,” you sniffled, a smile covering your lips as your heart pounded in your chest. You felt indescribable happiness and love. The type of love written in books and wished upon falling stars. “I think I’m in love with you too.” You answered and quickly placed your lips on his.

His hands found their way to your waist before guiding your body down. He leaned over you, his lips still on yours whilst his tongue begged for entrance, and you let him. His tongue fought for dominance whilst he fit himself between your thighs. He slowly separated his tongue from yours and softly nipped on your bottom lip. A breathy laugh escaped his lips, his breath warming your swollen lips.

He quickly kissed your face, speaking between his kisses. “I” kiss “love” kiss “you” kiss.

———————

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𝗣𝗢𝗩: 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗶𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗿

warnings: fluff

Vinnie wasn't familiar with your music, his friend had an extra ticket and asked if he would like to tag along. Lining up in the queue he could tell he was out of place; everyone was dressed up and here he was in a jacket and jeans. His friend was buzzing with excitement and kept rambling on about you, all Vinnie could do was smile and nod. He honestly wasn't expecting much.

That opinion changed once he heard you, once he saw you. You had the voice of an angel, the audience latching onto every note you sang. Every bridge and chorus sounded like it was coming from your soul. The way your body moved was like it was in one with the music. Your hips swayed with every guitar riff and your fist pumped with every hit of the bass drum. He was enchanted by you. He wasn't paying much attention to the lyrics; it didn't matter anyway all he could focus on was you.

You locked eyes with him for a moment, before sending a wink his way. His heart fluttered a little and then a great big smile entered his face. He was transported back to the concert, the cheers and screaming. You had the audience in the palm of your hands. Your passion radiated off of your body. He couldn't keep his eyes off you, and lucky for him you couldn't either. Every so often you would glance his way, checking to see if he was having a good time. He was focused on you and only you, until he wasn't.

You gave one final bow and just like that it was over, you disappeared like a figment of everyone's imagination. Vinnie and his friend walked out of the venue, gushing about the night when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. It was an Instagram notification. It was from you!

I knew I recognized you, I hope you had fun tonight ;)

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if your still taking requests can you do something where Vinnie is being kinda rough and reader scratches his back almost to the point of where it bleeds? it's just been on my mind for a lil while

LOVE ME HARDER

pairing; vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warnings; partial smut, use of pet names (baby, princess, etc), mentions of blood, praise, slight slapping, boner mention, lmk if i missed anything !

summary; the pleasure just feels too good and you have to show it

“shit, vin, fuck,” you moan as his thrusts become deeper. “right there.”

vinnie was being a little bit more rough with you than usual, but you didn’t mind it. with your legs wrapped around him as he fucks into you hard, your nails graze down his back at the pleasurable feeling.

“yeah you like that, baby? like how good i fuck you?” he asks, smashing his lips to yours before you answer, drowning out your moans.

you nod after he pulls away from you, locking your legs tightly around him as his actions become more rough.

“shit, princess,” vinnie groans when he feels your nails dig deep into his back. “gonna draw blood.”

you’re too out of it to know exactly what he’s saying, instead just moaning and clutching into your boyfriends skin.

vinnie watches as your tits bounce with each hard thrust he makes, smiling down at you as they do.

he watches as you dig your head into the pillow and start letting out a string of curse words. he knew you were close.

“you gonna be a good girl and cum for me, pretty?” he asks, keeping his movements rough.

when you don’t answer you feel a smack against one of your tits, making you cry out at the feeling.

“yes, so close.” you whine, scratching at your boyfriends back.

vinnie’s thrusts become harsher as he reaches down to rub at your clit. “cum for me, baby.” he tells you.

with one final thrust you’re cumming on his cock, moaning out his name while marking his back in the process.

vinnie follows quickly behind, grunting at the feeling of your nails on his skin once again. “damn, babe.” he laughs after coming down from his high.

he gently rolls you over and you lay on your back while you watch him stand up.

“you fucked up my back,” vinnie says as he looks in the mirror and runs his fingers along the scratch marks. “that good, huh?”

you hide your face in a pillow, embarrassed at the fact you got a little carried away.

“shouldn’t have gone so rough.” is all you say with a shrug, making vinnie laugh.

he walks over to the bed and climbs in, wrapping you up in his arms as he kisses your forehead.

“remind me to wear a tshirt to the gym with the guys for awhile, i don’t need them asking shit.” he tells you, and you make a mental note of it.

it was probably a dumb thing to say, knowing that the guys have probably seen the aftermath of your guys’ time alone.

“they definitely know already, but i’ll remind you.” you tell him, a smile and giggle followed behind.

vinnie rolls over to grab something off his bedside table and you gasp, covering your mouth.

he rolls back onto his back and looks at you. “what’s so funny?” he questions.

you laugh but cover your mouth again. “how did i not draw at least a bit of blood, jeez.”

tackling you with his body, he lies on top of you and covers your face in kisses. you grab his shoulders then move your hands down his back.

you hear vinnie hiss and quickly move your hands, apologizing after.

“i love you, vin. im sorry for scratching you so hard.” you tell him, kissing him softly.

vinnie smiles against your lips, cupping your cheek as he leans in to kiss you. you tease him and push your hips up to feel him against you.

“gonna get me hard again, stop.” vinnie warns, but you just smile and do it again.

vinnie groans and grabs your ass, kissing you roughly. “wanna go again?” he asks.

you nod your head with a smile and vinnie moves down to tease himself against you.

“see if you can really make me bleed this time.” he tells you before capturing your lips with his as your arms wrap around him for the second time that night.

hiii , working on all my drafted requests atm , i’m so sorry this took years to post ):

but i hope you enjoyed and it lived up to what you wanted !!!

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i want need him bending me over a table and fucking me senseless

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i know vinnies like a car guy and even though it’s christmas anymore i saw the “i put diesel in my car” prank on my fyp and was wondering if you could write something about that?

festive - v.h

reference video

as you sat in your car with one of yours and vinnie’s, you were given the bright idea to prank your boyfriend.

now, as christmas was coming soon, you didn’t think now would be the time to possibly give your car loving boyfriend a heart attack, but you couldn’t resist the urge when you saw the tiktok jett showed you.

the two of you were taking a really quick trip to the gas station to grab some snacks while vinnie worked on his own car in the mean time.

you two were meant to be going out the next day and he wanted to ensure that his vehicle was in tip top shape for the trip.

you mentioned wanting to go to the store but absolutely refused to go alone. it all fell in line when jett walked in the room commenting on how he was ‘craving’ a bag of sour patch kids.

so now, here you were, shaking your head at the video that played on jett’s phone.

“he’d kill me.” you laughed out loud.

jett shrugged, “the kids in love with you, yn. he might think you’re a ditz but he’d love you the same. besides, it’s a joke.”

you nodded along, pulling up your boyfriends contact before you could stop yourself.

it rang twice before vinnie’s voice echoed through your speaker,

“hello?”

“hi, vin…” you said in a tone that showed nothing but hesitance.

you could practically see the furrow in vinnie’s brows, “hi, baby. everything okay?”

“no, not really.” you voice cracked, selling the whole ‘i want to tell you something but i’m scared of how you’d react’ persona.

“are you okay?”

“oh, i’m okay.”

“you’ll never guess what she did, vinnie.” jett cut in at your signal.

at the sound of his friends voice, vinnie huffed, “what’d she do?”

“okay, so, i was putting in gas while jett was getting his snacks, right?”

“uh huh.”

“and i was going to pump my gas and i saw that the pumps were christmas themed—“

“yn.”

“apparently they weren’t.”

“no fucking shit they weren’t! what the hell, babe?”

“it was an accident!” you continued to defend yourself.

“you put diesel in your car?!”

“i thought it was christmas themed, vincent.”

“why the hell would they have christmas themed gas pumps, yn?”

“i don’t know, i thought they wanted to be festive!” you struggled to hold in your laugh, jett doing the same as he stuffed his face with candy to hopefully drown out the sound.

“it’s a gas station, yn. there’s no such thing as a festive gas station.” he sighed heavily, “how much did you put in?”

“a little over half the tank.”

he repeated you words under his breath, “jesus, fuck.”

you could hear him pacing back and forth as he thought over what to do, “my god, you’re so pretty.”

your mouth fell open as you gasped dramatically in shock as jett’s laugh filled the car.

“it was a fucking prank, you ass!” you shouted into the phone, “what the hell does that mean?”

“i-“

he was cut off by jett’s laughter growing more intense.

“i’m gonna fucking piss myself.”

your face fell blank as you watched him laugh his heart out, “alright, it’s not that funny.”

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is everyone breathing okay?

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v.hacker is the type of bf to...

warnings – brief nsfw, fem!reader

a/n – this is my first time writing, so it may be a little rusty im sorry if it is, and this is probably a little short i lost motivation half way through 😭😭

v.hacker is the type of bf say " this reminded me of you" when he sees something cute in the store

v.hacker is the type of bf to always pay for your nails,clothes,hair etc. (will literally argue with you until you give in for him)

v.hacker is the type of bf to sit behind you and comb your hair gently

v.hacker is the type of bf to whisper how good your taking him while hitting it from behind

v.hacker is the type of bf to always show you off, weather it's to family,friends,fans or social media he will always show his girl off

v.hacker is the type of bf to massage the bulge in your abdomen from his dick

v.hacker is the type of bf kiss you just because he wants to

v.hacker is the type of bf to have a photo album for you an you only

v.hacker is the type of bf to look at you with so much love and respect in his eyes

v.hacker is the type of bf to always respect you guys relationship, always making sure his hand placement is appropriate when hugging/touching other girls

v.hacker is the type of bf to call you "Mrs.hacker" teasingly, even tho he means it deep down

v.hacker is the type of bf to use randomly use cheesy pick up lines just to see your smile

v.hacker is the type of bf to take pictures of you doing the most random things just bc he thought you looked pretty

v.hacker is the type of bf to kiss your shoulders while cuddle fucking( i think that's what it's called) during one of your lazy days together

v.hacker is the type of bf to teach you how to play games he likes, whispering praises when you learn to do something

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out of all the works I’ve done, felix catton was my best and im not mad at all cause i 100% get it. im a jacob girlie in general. ✌️💜

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sosososososososo real

i wanna feel his stubble in between my thighs

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thinkin’ bout you | vinnie hacker

vinnie hacker x fem!reader

warning: cussing, cheating??

word count: 1.0k

THIS IS A PART TWO TO “playin’ games”

it’s been a few months now. about eight and you and vinnie have not talked. well, you haven’t talked to him since the incident between you two, but he has tried to contact you during the first two months of your departure. you begin to wonder if you were too harsh. it didn’t matter now cause it was all behind you. you feel as if the breakup was finally a step forward in your life. you no longer had to deal with his constant absence and lack of affection. you are moving on with your life, but it doesn't mean you forgot all the times you shared with him. you still remember those beautiful moments you both had, despite the end of the relationship.

you were thinking about him and decided to see what he was up to. you opened up the instagram app on your phone and switched accounts to one you didn’t have him blocked on. you scroll through his instagram, curious to see what he's been up to. you notice that he's been very active recently, he started following more fashion models, influencers and clothing brands. but there wasn't any sign of him with another woman yet. however, you were happy that he still stuck with modeling. you thought that it really suited him as a career.

as you continue scrolling you immediately notice that he no longer has any photos of you on his profile. it looks like he's been trying to erase everything that ever connected him to you. you scroll through his feed, trying to find any hints that could indicate if he's in a new relationship. your heart sank as your suspicions were proved to be true. you sat there with tears in your eyes as you saw the photo of him with a different girl. a dirty-blondish hair colored girl with brown eyes who looked like she worked out every second of the day. and what fucked you up the most was that it looked real. it didn’t look forced, not like how your relationship was with him. you were glad that he was finally happy. you just hated how it wasn’t with you.

your eyes are filled with tears as you continue scrolling through the pictures. the new girl with him in every photo, smiling, touching and hugging him... all the things he hardly did with you. he seemed... different, in so many ways. you couldn't help but feel jealousy creeping up on you. for the first time, you start wondering if you made the right decision. you felt so angry and betrayed, because of what though? the fact he fell out of love? you wanted to know what it was with you that made him feel like he had to be in a “relationship” with you.

you feel a little guilty as you start dialing in his number, you knew you shouldn’t but you couldn’t help it. you deeply wanted to hear his voice again. you dial his number with a shaky hand. you're anxious and excited at the same time. the dial tones keep ringing for a few seconds, leaving you on edge. then he finally answers the phone. "who is this?" his voice sounds different than it used to. sharper and more formal. a wave of nostalgia washes over you as the memories of the relationship come back to you in a flood.

a wave of fear rushes over you. “uh..” was all you managed to get out before he immediately recognized your voice. he goes silent for a moment, as if he's processing everything. "what do you want?" he asks coldly. the change in his tone puts you off. he no longer sounds like the guy you used to know. all the love he used to express to you, is no longer there. you notice you're struggling to hold back the tears. the change in his tone was surprising, painful and frustrating to hear. you try not to let him know just how much this hurt you, however, you end up failing. “im sorry..i just wanted to hear your voice again.” you sniffle.

he goes quiet for a few seconds, trying to figure out if this was really you or not. "why are you calling me? we're not together anymore." his tone becomes harsh again, which makes your hear drop a little. maybe this wasn't a good idea after all. “you moved on so quick in such little time, vinnie. how?” your cries continue from behind the phone. “i mean, what was i missing that she has?” there's a long pause before he answers you. it almost felt as if he was debating whether or not he should speak his true feelings to you. "i'm happy finally..." he says, with some reluctance in his voice. "and honestly, i just want to move on with my life and never look back. i'm sorry for hurting you, but i don't feel like we can go back to the way our relationship was."

his words hit you hard. you finally realize that it's over. there's no point in making an effort to salvage this relationship. your jealousy and anger gets to the better of you, you're not sure if you want to keep talking to him. "whatever..." your voice breaks, as you feel the sadness take over. "have a good life then." "you too." he says, sounding a little bit less cold. "take care of yourself." you end the call before he could say anything else. you let the tears run down your face as you think about everything that has just happened. you no longer feel angry at him, instead, you're hurt by the breakup. you try to take a deep breath to relax. it's all over now. you know that you will need time to heal from this.

you were so hurt. the only person you wanted and even if you didn’t have him here with you, already you had the memory.

helloooo i hope you enjoyed this short little blurb cause i wanted something else after my long ass felix catton fic. i’ve been losing so much motivation to write and post but when i start it gets fun so idrc but yes have a good day/night 🤍🪽🫧

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just us | felix catton

felix catton x fem!reader

warnings: fluff, cursing, and SMUT. (OH MY GOD?!?!)

! lowercase intended !

word count: 7.3k (GIRL WTF??)

girls on campus would often flock around felix catton. i mean, did you understand why? of course, but it was unnecessary. especially at random hours of the day. they all just wanted to get in his pants and you were sure he knew that too. felix is used to having people hang on his every move, whether at campus, social gatherings, or parties. at times, it can be annoying and disruptive, but typically, he's just glad that the girls are chasing after him. he’s not interested in dating or anything serious. however, he knows that he's attractive and charming, and will use that to his advantage by having fun and flirting with the girls he meets without any commitment.

you found the whole thing stupid, but who were you to judge on other’s crushes or someone’s popularity. felix thinks it’s hilarious that people would flock around him like that. he has no problem with being approached by girls, but he finds the entire scenario so ridiculous. he enjoys the attention, and he can’t help but make fun of the girls who are throwing themselves at him. he can’t be bothered to get to know any of these girls, and he finds the whole thing so pointless. instead, he likes to have a bit of fun with them, leading them on just to see how far they’ll go. he’s a bit of a player, and he's fully aware of it. those girls were getting mind-fucked by felix and didn’t even realize it.

felix’s friends, especially his cousin farleigh and his sister venetia, are often annoyed when he’s approached by girls, because it always seems like he’s not appreciating the situation. they always warn him that he should at least act interested, but he just laughs it off and continues to make fun of the girls who are approaching him. you didn’t even realize how long you were staring until felix’s piercing stare seems to pierce right through you as he studies you, looking you up and down slowly, making you feel like he’s undressing you with his eyes. his expression is calm, but there is something predatory about it, like he’s sizing you up, testing you, assessing your responses and reactions. you sense that he knows exactly what he’s doing, and it’s as if he’s playing a game with you, toying with you.

you quickly look away, going back to writing in your journal with a knee to your chest, and your other leg dangling off the bench you’re sitting on. you try to keep writing in your journal, but you can’t help but notice that his gaze hasn’t left you and that he’s still leaning against the tree. even though you’re not paying him any attention, he’s making you feel all sorts of things, the way he stares at you, the way he watches you moving and how the sunlight hits your skin. you have to admit he’s quite handsome, despite his arrogant attitude and predatory gaze.

you were getting ready to go back to your dorm room back at oxford anyways. as you put your books back in your bag, the stares from felix never leave your mind. felix’s piercing stare never left you, and it’s hard to ignore his gaze. you start to feel nervous and self-conscious, but something about the way he’s looking at you is also a bit exciting. you feel like there’s a magnetic pull. you don’t dare to leave yet, you want to see this through. you wonder if he’ll come and talk to you; if he decides to make a move. you decide that you should just leave, so that’s what you do. surprisingly, felix didn’t follow you. the way he was staring, you would’ve assumed he wanted something.

you make your way back to the dorms, thinking about the interaction with felix and feeling irritated that it was all for nothing. he had been staring at you for so long and you thought that there must be a purpose for it. he had been acting quite mysterious. but you reach the dorms and you realize that he hadn’t followed you, and although you expected that, you feel a bit disappointed when he didn’t even stop to talk to you, nor seem to care. whatever, you moved on with your life.

three weeks later, you’re walking back to the dorms from the library when you see felix crossing the road. he’s headed in your direction, but he doesn’t seem to have spotted you yet. you can see some girls trailing behind him, looking in his direction and giggling to each other. the scene is amusing, and you can’t help but laugh, thinking that the girls must all be infatuated with him again. just as you thought he hadn’t spotted you, felix suddenly stops and looks around. you try to turn your head away, hoping he’s not looking in your direction, when suddenly he walks straight towards you with a grin. the girls behind him seem surprised and caught off guard, but they continue to follow him. you’re shocked that he saw you and even more surprised that he’s walking toward you. what does he want?

felix approaches you with a devilish grin, his charming smile plastered across his face. he looks you up and down slowly, seemingly taking in every detail of your appearance. before you can say anything, he pats your shoulder “i’ve been looking for you.” there’s a sense of amusement in his voice, and you can’t help but feel nervous and a bit flustered by his boldness. you laugh through your nervousness. “really?” you ask.

“oh, absolutely,” felix grins, leaning in a little closer. “i saw you on campus a few weeks ago, and i’ve been wanting to talk to you ever since. i just couldn’t figure out how.” his tone is playful and confident, and you find yourself getting swept away by his charm. you smile at this. “do you mind if i walk with you?” felix continues, smiling at you, his eyes piercing and his tone playful. he seems to think he’s got you charmed because of his smile and that makes him even more confident. this game of cat and mouse is fun for him. “be my guest.” you giggle.

“perfect,” felix smiles, his grin growing wider. he walks beside you, his body mere inches away from yours, and he keeps a close eye on you the entire time. he’s enjoying the game, he even glances back at the girls behind him to make sure they see him with you. the feeling of him being so close is both exciting and slightly unsettling. “you don’t even know my name, do you?” you look up at him. felix is quiet for a moment, seeming stunned that you challenged him. he looks at you and smiles broadly, his eyes full of mischieviousness. "no, i honestly don't," he says, and then he chuckles, "but i'm very curious to find out."

“y/n.” you smile. felix raises his eyebrows in playful amusement, making a show of pretending to be awestruck. "a lovely name. what does it mean?" he asks. “no idea.” you chuckle as you look down at your feet. felix can’t help but notice the way you look down at your feet when you laugh, the way your hair falls over your face, the way your lips curl up into a genuine smile. you seem so innocent, so pure. his entire demeanor changes, and he suddenly leans in close, his tone flirtatious and gentle. "it doesn't matter; it suits you."

“thank you.” you can feel a blush creeping onto your face at his words. felix is amused by how easily flattered you are, but he likes it. he enjoys seeing you blush. "tell me," he continues, his voice still soft and flirtatious. "are you always this shy?" he asks. “that depends on who im around.” you answer. "am i making you nervous?" he teases. his tone is playful and teasing, but he keeps it gentle. he's enjoying this interaction; your shyness is quite endearing. you can't help but get the feeling that he's playing with you, seeing how far he can go with this. “hm. maybe a little.” you chuckle.

"a little, hmm? just a little bit?" he asks, his tone still gentle and light-hearted. he leans in even closer so his body is just inches away from you; his breath is warm on your neck. you get the feeling that this isn't just about making you shy and nervous, he actually seems interested in you too. your eyes locked with his. all he has to do is lean in a little bit further, and his lips would meet yours. you can feel his breath on your skin, and your face is beginning to heat up. it's as if he knows exactly how to make you blush.

as felix leans in closer, you can see what he’s trying to do, and although you might want the same thing, you put a hand on his chest, stopping him from making any more moves, just shaking your head with a small smile on your face. felix's eyes flicker with surprise when you gently push him away. he has a look of amusement on his face, like he's trying to keep the smile off his face. he's not used to having a girl refuse him. but rather than getting angry, he seems intrigued by your boldness. your confident rejection makes him want you even more. he chuckles as you shake your head, his gaze meeting yours with a mischievous grin.

you smile as you look up at him. “well i have to get to my classes now, but it was nice talking to you, felix.” you say. "you're just leaving like that?" he asks, acting surprised. his eyes are still locked on yours, he doesn't seem bothered by your rejection; he seems amused and intrigued instead. he's enjoying this game of cat and mouse. “yeah, classes start soon and i don’t wanna be late. im sure you don’t wanna miss yours either?” you ask. "you're always so proper about things, aren't you?" felix laughs, still keeping a playful tone even though it seems like he's trying to hide his frustration. "but you should know by now that i do whatever i want, rules have no meaning to me. i have plenty of time before class starts, and it's not like i care about attending anyway."

“well that’s amazing for you.” you say. “ill see you around, felix!” you smile at him. felix’s eyes flicker in a split second, almost as if they were considering pursuing you, but then his expression shifts into a playful shrug. “alright, see you around then, y/n.” he says with that same smooth british tone. “oh, by the way,” he adds with a grin. “if i do see you around - i wouldn’t mind grabbing a drink some time.” you smile at him and nod, giving him a small wave over the shoulder as you’re walking to your class.

felix smirks, taking in the way you walk away, your long, gorgeous legs flashing with each step. you weren't like the other girls, and he rather liked it that way. he makes a mental note to keep an eye out for you later in the day. the fact that he actually has to search for you now makes him excited. this is something new - and he's thrilled at the thought of pursuing you.

a few hours later you’re strolling along campus, on you’re way to the library to study. as you walk, you spot felix at a distance, leaning against a massive tree. there’s a small crowd surrounding him, laughing and having a great time as he’s in the middle of entertaining them with his wits and charm. he’s playing off the crowd easily, and you note how the girls are gazing up at him, some giggling and nudging each other, some blatantly flirting with him. you giggle at the sight, you knew felix was probably dying inside talking to all those bimbos, that’s what made it funny.

felix is good at entertaining the ladies, but he can’t keep a grin on his face for long. as soon as the girls leave him to go do their own things or to go to class, he sighs in relief - he’s not even the slightest bit interested in having casual conversations with these girls. he can’t help but wonder why these women can’t pick up on the fact that he’s not really interested in them at all.

you decide to go walk up to him. “you sure have a fan base if ive ever seen one.” you chuckle. felix glances your way as you approach, and his eyes flicker in surprise. after a moment’s pause, he shrugs, his smooth accent carrying over the air. “it gets tedious really quickly,” he chuckles, nodding towards the gaggle of girls who were making their way to class. “they have such terrible conversation skills, it’s impossible to have a decent talk with any of them.” you listen to his complaints. “oh yeah i bet.” you laugh. “where are you headed?” he asks you. “im just on the way to the library right now.”

“library? for work, or for pleasure?” he asks. his eyes flicker over you, and he raises an eyebrow. “personally, i can’t find myself enjoying a library visit, but it’s usually because i can’t find good reading material.” you chuckle hearing this. “you read?” you ask in a jokingly manner, but you were generally surprised. felix didn’t seem like the type to read.

“yes, i do read.” his tone is blunt, and as he says this he seems to consider whether you were actually joking or not. “i know how surprising it is, considering my social status, but i promise you i read.” his accent remains strong, giving a smooth edge to his words, though he sounds slightly amused and bemused. “what sort of books do you read?” you chuckle. “oh, i dont read at all. i try to avoid it because if i do end up reading a book, ill start to get interested.”

“you want to avoid getting interested in things?” he asks, his brow furling. he makes an effort not to let his surprise show - he’s not used to people avoiding reading. in his mind, it was an important part of life; if you didn’t read, you were missing something integral. “what’s so bad about getting interested in things?” he asks. “nothing, reading just isn’t my thing, i prefer visualization or audiobooks over reading.”

felix stares in mild bewilderment. this wasn’t what he expected. you seemed...complex, to say the least. he wasn’t used to people who were so unique like you. it was strangely attractive. his lips twitch into a smile. “audiobooks are quite good, i like the way they describe the characters' voices and the words the reader emphasizes. it really changes the experience.” you chuckle. “yeah. well i need to get these papers done so i can hand them in. you’re welcome to join me.” you look up and smile at him.

you have the power to make this arrogant man’s expression soften at your simple suggestion. his eyes narrow slightly as you tell him it’s an open invitation for him to join you in the library, as though he’s being offered something he shouldn’t refuse. “really?” he replies, his voice now soft and his tone a touch more playful. “yes, yes i don’t mind joining you,” he adds with a laugh, his gaze not breaking from your own - you feel like his sole purpose is to stare into your eyes.

“okay, awesome! what about your friends? wont they come looking for you?” you ask as you two start walking. “oh my friends will survive without me for a bit.” he nods once, and it’s clear he isn’t too fussed about abandoning them as long as he gets to spend time with you. “they’ll find something interesting to do without me, i’m sure.” he says this with complete dismissal for his friends, and the fact that he chooses you over them says a lot - though it’s hard to identify just what it is. his eyes scan you up and down as he says this, his grin widens. you nod.

a few minutes later of walking you guys make it to the library. you take a seat at an empty table as felix sits across from you. you both sit at the empty table, you in your seat and felix in his, neither of you making a move to initiate conversation. all that passes between you two are glances at each other, and the air becomes slightly warmer. you can feel felix watching you, his mind wandering as he considers what to say. he is a man used to making a move, yet for some reason he finds it difficult to open a dialogue with you. you’re different from other girls, and you baffle him in ways he didn’t know were possible.

“did you just come here to watch me or are you gonna work on something?” you say without looking up as you’re switching from paper to paper as you’re writing. your bluntness surprises him, but he shrugs it off and smiles to show he finds it charming. he looks at the stack of papers before you, but he finds that he can’t tear his eyes from you long enough to focus on his work. “i came here to work on something,” he says, his voice slightly husky now. “but i think there’s something much more interesting in front of me than my work.”

you look up from your papers just to look at him. “that was so corny.” you break out into laughter. felix breaks out into a grin at your laughter, and he laughs as well. he’s pleased that you find him charming enough to laugh at his corniness. he leans forward on the table slightly, his eyes locking onto yours. “i do my best, and that was my best,” he says, his voice becoming deeper and more husky. “now, how about you stop writing those papers for a second and talk to me?”

“about?” you say as you continue to write on your papers. “anything. anything at all. i’d rather just stare at you, but i know that might be quite odd.” he says this with a chuckle, and his eyes sparkle in a playful way. “how about we start off with what it was like growing up in your family, or what you plan on doing after university. maybe something like that.”

you chuckle. “oh i dont really keep contact with my family.”“really?” he says, surprise in his voice. this was not what he expected either. his eyes flicker for a moment, and he stares at you with a curious expression. “so you don’t talk to anyone from your immediate family?” he asks. “nope. i don’t talk to anyone.” he’s obviously still in shock by this. “nobody at all?” he raises an eyebrow. this girl keeps surprising him. “not even close friends?”

“you’re funny for thinking i have em.” you chuckle.“how can you live without anyone? do you not get lonely living completely alone?” he asks, and his voice is suddenly soft and concerned. he was so used to his own packed social schedule and surrounded by so many people, and the thought that you chose to live alone completely confuses him. “after being used to it for so long, it doesn’t really start to bother you, I just stopped caring.”

“you don’t care about meaning?” he raises his eyebrow. there seemed to be no end to your bluntness. a part of him was fascinated, but the logical part of him was baffled at the simplicity of your life. how could you be at peace with only having yourself? “i love being by myself.” you smile. “you are so weird.” he chuckles as he’s trying to wrap his head around the thought of your life. “okay so wait, what if a boy was into you?” he asks, his voice almost an amused whisper. “would you turn him down completely?” he adds. “hm, no.” you say bluntly.

this caught him by surprise. he had no doubt you’d turn boys down, yet here you were saying you’d be open to a relationship? “so you’d go out with a guy if he were interested in you?” he asked eagerly. you had a feeling that these questions weren’t hypothetical. “i mean why not? what else is there to do.” you answer. you intrigue him. you were so uncomplicated and seemingly free. you didn’t have any restraints and you simply lived without much care or consideration for others. there was something about you that was quite captivating. “what if he was very clingy? wanting you for himself and wanting to see you all the time - wouldn’t that annoy you?” he adds.

“that’s fine, cause who else would i put my time into besides myself?” you chuckle. this reply makes it obvious how unique you were. to everyone else, that was the most ridiculous answer imaginable. how could a clingy guy not be annoying? how could someone be content in their own company? yet here you are, with such a simple answer to a difficult question. “wouldn’t it ever get too much, having a guy obsessed with you?” he continued to question you. you really thought about it. “i don’t know, it seems kinda nice..” your reply makes his heart beat faster. in this moment, there was nothing he wanted to do more than lean over the desk and kiss you. he can’t help but feel jealous at the thought of someone else wanting your attention. he smiles, but he’s hesitant to admit your response made him blush. “you like the sound of someone possessive and obsessed with you?”

“see when you put it like that, it sounds weird. as if you’re romanticizing it. i just think a relationship, where its focused on the two of you more than anything, is better than a relationship where you both are focused on totally different things. is that wrong?” you state. an intrigued smile spreads across his face as you explain your reasoning for finding possessive and obsessed men desirable. he considers your thoughts carefully - it does make sense. he thinks back to his own relationship with past girlfriends. they would rarely spend time with him, they’d talk about their friends more, and their conversations didn’t tend to go deeper than gossip or drama. “that’s not wrong at all, you’re completely right. i think i might have a newfound appreciation of possessive guys… because i completely agree with what you’ve just said.” the grin spreads wider. “exactly, so it makes sense.”

his gaze travels over you, almost as if he's analysing you. the way in which you're responding to his questions, the way you carry yourself - he can’t find fault in a single thing about you. as he stares, your beauty, your intellect, and your independent nature hit him all at once, and he feels overwhelmed by the desire to be with you. “you’re unlike anyone i’ve ever met,” he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. “do you know how many times you’ve said that?” you chuckle. “once more can’t hurt, can it?” he grins, leaning forward slightly on the desk, his eyes still glued to your own. a part of him wants to keep conversing but another parts of him wants to kiss you immediately. it's confusing, like being torn in two different directions. he's trying to find the words that are right, that match up with this new spark between you both. "you do realise i can't stop thinking about you, right?"

“you are really something, felix, you know that?” you giggle. "something good or something bad?" he asks, with a teasing edge to his tone. he's pleased that you're responding so positively to his comments. the connection between you both is growing by the minute and you can tell he's trying his very best to avoid breaking the bubble. he wants to keep on talking, he wants to keep on flirting, he wants you two to keep on getting closer. "is that a...compliment? i get the impression that it's a compliment." he asks eagerly. “you’re something. i just can’t put my finger on it.” you go back to writing on your papers.

his eyebrows raise as he watches you go back to writing, the grin spreading from his lips fading slightly. he can't help but feel impatient with you; there was so many things he still wanted to get to know you over, but yet you kept on writing on your papers, seemingly more preoccupied with that than with him. he clears his throat slightly, his lips forming a thin line now. “may i ask what exactly is so more interesting than me?” you pause. “oh you dont want me to answer that.” you laugh. he leans further forward now, his expression turning playful but with a hint of teasing. “try me. just give me a hint of what could possibly be distracting you this much.” he throws his hands up in defense. “okay well firstly, you.”

your one answer fills him with a jolt of joy, a jolt of euphoria as he hears the words he most wanted to hear. he chuckles. “secondly?” you pretend to think. “no, that’s pretty much it.” he was taken by surprise again. you were playing with him again and he found it oddly entertaining. he tilts his head, a grin spreading across his lips once more. “really? nothing else at all except me?” you pause, pretending to think again. “nope, so hush so that im able to work.” at first he finds it hard to believe... but he knows this is just the way you are. straight to the point, blunt, straightforward. you're not the type to beat around the bush. he finds this very endearing and it makes you infinitely more attractive. he leans back in his chair for now and decides he should allow you to work. “fine fine,” he smiles. "i won't distract you any longer."

“thank you.” you say in a snappy tone before looking back up and smiling at him. his smile grows as he watches you look back up at him and smile. his heart skips a beat as your eyes lock onto his. there's a connection there between you both, he doesn't need any more proof than this. he's in awe that he's finally found someone that makes him feel this way. "can i ask you one thing?" he asks. “go ahead.” you say with your focus still on the papers in front of you.

his mouth opens to speak but hesitates. he wants to ask you but is afraid of what the answer may be. in the end he just decides to go ahead and ask what has been playing over and over in his head. "if... hypothetically, I asked you out on date, would that be something you'd be open to?" you pause, looking at him again. “are you sure this is hypothetical?” you ask.

he swallows, and then sighs, finally letting his guard down. "no, it's not hypothetical," he smiles. "I've been thinking of asking you out on a date ever since we first met. I just didn't want to risk making you uncomfortable by asking directly." he pauses for a few seconds then continues, "the question is, are you still interested? I completely understand if you're not." you chuckle at this. “hm.. alright, sure I’ll go out with you.”

this was the best possible response he could've received from you. your agreement hits him like an unexpected surge of adrenaline, and he smiles so wide that his cheeks hurt now. "are you free tonight?" he asks, his eyes never leaving yours. you could tell he was excited. you nod. “yeah, im free tonight.” his smile gets wider. "then how would you feel if i picked you up from your dorm at 7pm and we went somewhere nice, like a restaurant and then we can go for a walk and... i don't know, we'll see what happens?" at the end of his words the expression on his face changes, and his eyes flicker with hesitation. "is that alright with you?" you can’t help but smile at his nervousness. how he’s taking so fast, fiddling with his hands, you couldn’t lie, he looked so cute. “absolutely.”

your smile and positive response fills him with relief. you seem to have the magical ability to make him feel confident, at ease, and almost always, happy. he takes a deep breath to steady his nerves and then smiles again. "fantastic. i'll pick you up at 7pm, does that still work for you?" you chuckle at the way he repeats himself. “yes, 7 works for me.” he's never met anyone like you before, who can make him laugh this much. the way you chuckle at his repetitive nature is amusing to him, but it doesn't make him insecure or ashamed - it's just something that makes you, you. "fantastic, see you at seven. don't keep me waiting."

you smile at him as he gets up and leaves, shifting your focus back onto your papers that you had now finished. you started chewing on your pen as you stare down at the sheets of paper in front of you, your mind starts to wander, allowing your imagination to take over. you imagine yourself on a date with felix, the conversations you'd have, the laughs you'd share, and the smiles you'd spend hours doing. you smile warmly to yourself, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. it's a nice feeling.

seven eventually came around and you were prepared for felix to take you out. *or possibly take you down.* you heard a knock on your dorm door and immediately rushed to open it, still managing to keep your cool. you can already feel your heart beating faster as you look up and see felix standing at the entrance of your dorm. he sees you and his eyes light up, instantly sending a jolt through your body. he’s so handsome, so charming - you can’t help but feel butterflies in your stomach as he smiles down at you.

“hi, felix.” you say softly with a smile. “hi there, are you ready to go?” he smiles back at you. to see you smiling is so intoxicating, your warmth and positivity feels like a warm hug, giving you a feeling of safety and confidence. he notices your eyes are full of excitement and energy, and he can't stop staring. a part of him wants to keep staring at you, wants to memorize every detail about you, but he doesn't want to make you feel uncomfortable, so he instead looks away quickly. “yeah! im ready.” you step out and close the door behind you.

"great." he smiles at you, then places his hand over yours, gently squeezing it and lacing his fingers between yours. the feeling makes you feel so giddy and giddy inside that you can't help but smile widely. "let's go." he doesn't let go of your hand as you walk towards his car, a white jeep, which was parked right outside. your palm rests comfortably in the cradle of his fingers. he opens the car door for you, letting you enter first, before he gets in and drives you to the restaurant. in the car, your palm still rests comfortably in the cradle of his fingers. his thumb occasionally passes over your fingertips, tracing your skin. it's such a gentle, affectionate gesture, like he's checking you're still there. you can’t remember having a time more blissful or enjoyable than this one you're having right now, and you're loving every second of it.

you were a little surprised by his boldness, but still was loving each and every moment of it. he keeps his hand in yours for the short journey, but finally lets go upon your arrival at the restaurant. he smiles at you as you both leave the car and approach the restaurant, walking towards the entrance. you're now feeling very nervous and a little bit excited - your stomach is jumping with anticipation as each step brings you closer to the moment you have both been waiting for. “this is beautiful.” you look around the fancy ass restaurant in front of you.

"it really is, isn't it?" he says, looking at you now, with a wide smile on his face. "come on, let's get inside." he grabs your hand once more and leads you through the doors, into the restaurant. the interior is just as magnificent as the exterior, with plush upholstery and elegant chandeliers. you're awed by the opulence of the place, and your eyes can't help but wander around the room. once again, you find yourself looking at him more than anything else. he notices your gaze and meets it with a smile. you can't help but wonder what is going on inside his head, how he is coping with these intense feelings he has for you. he guides you both across the room to a table which is situated in the corner, away from other guests. he pulls out the chair for you to sit down and then takes his seat opposite. he looks at you for a long moment, and you can see the same intense emotions in his eyes. you can tell it's taking him all his willpower to not reach out for your hand again.

you don’t want to sit in silence, so you decide to take the initiative and start the conversation yourself. "so, I was thinking about our date and... I was just curious to know what you're expecting from this whole thing? like are you just trying to have fun or..." he listens to you carefully, his eyes never wavering. “well, I suppose it's a mix of both.” he smiles softly at you. "i definitely want to have fun, that's a given. but at the same time, i'd like to get to know you better, understand you. i feel there's this connection between us, and I want to see where it goes." you smile at his words, you really didn’t wanna admit it but you had fallen deeply for him, in the matter of what..a day? he notices your warm and comforting expression and can't help but smile back at you, unable to take his eyes off of you. he feels as if there's a connection that pulls you together, as if this is what was meant to be. it's an unfamiliar but wonderful feeling, one you've never experienced with anyone else before. you can feel the connection between you both, as if you're vibing on the same wavelength.

after two hours of nonstop conversation, jokes, laughs and smiles you both decide to call it a night. you're both in a good mood, content and happy with how the date went. as you walk to his car you can't help but notice that his hand gently brushes against yours, sending a jolt through you. as he opens the door for you and you get in your mind is filled with excitement and elation. you have such a good feeling about him, and from what he's told you and the way he’s acted with you tonight, you think he feels the same. “y’know..” you turn to him. “i really don’t want this night to end so soon..” his heart skips a beat as he hears you say that. you can tell his pulse quickens as he shifts in his seat. "me either..." he says, and his voice softens as he looks at you now. there's no denying the connection between you both, like the universe is bringing two souls together. you want this night to never end.

he turns back to the road and drives in silence for a few moments, before he pulls over and turns to look at you. he looks at you for a long time and you can feel his gaze, deep and intense. it almost feels unnatural that you're not already touching or kissing. he reaches over and gently touches your thigh, letting his fingers trace a curve along it a few times before he pulls away and says, “can i say something?" “uh huh?” you say nervously as your heart is beating so fast and you could feel your cheeks getting hot. this was definitely going somewhere and you were so excited.

he pauses for a second as he gathers his thoughts before he continues. "there's no denying the connection and chemistry between us, and... i'm feeling something that I've never felt before for anyone." You immediately catch yourself smiling, thinking that he's definitely going to try something. "can I?" he asks, his eyes locked on yours. “can you what?” you ask him. he cups your face, slyly bringing it closer as he eases in until you both just smash your lips together. you're taken aback by the suddenness of his bold move, but in just a split second you let out a soft moan, kissing him back. you can feel the passion instantly rush through your body as your kisses becomes more intense and your tongue begins to explore his mouth. you're lost in the thrill of it all as your lips move quickly and relentlessly, matching his pace. the rush of it all sends a jolt through you, as if you're feeling it in your entire body. your heart leaps up into your throat as he pulls away and lets out a soft breath. his hands slip back into your hair again and he takes you in for another long, intense kiss.

you giggle into the kiss, you’re also now forcing yourself into his lap. your tongue intertwines with his as he pulls you in tighter, his hands still firmly gripping your waist. you can feel the heat rising as your bodies touch, the sensations sending tremors through you. you feel like you're in a whirlwind of pleasure and desire, as if the whole world is spinning. he pulls you in to him so that your chest is up against his, your heart racing against his. his hands move under your back and up to the small of your back, gently massaging you. your kisses become more passionate and intense, the chemistry between you both rising to a fever pitch.

you move your hand down to his belt buckle, fumbling with it until you get it undone. you feel him shiver as you undo his belt and the sound of your breath quickened. he lets out a whisper as he kisses you on the neck. "do you want this?" you nod. “yeah, do you?” you say as your breath is shaken. "god, yes." he says, his breath shaking too. his hands slide back down to your rear and he squeezes firmly as he pulls you in closer. he reaches his hands back underneath you and lifts up your skirt. your body is pressed firmly against his, his lips brushing your neck as he kisses down to your collar bone. you can feel him reach down and pull your panties to the side. you were so eager to have him so you quickly freed him from the suffocation of his boxers.

you both moan loudly as your bodies press together, the intensity of it all so overwhelming. you can't believe this is actually happening, it feels so natural and you moan softly as he continues, his hands caressing your legs and moving up. the feeling of his hands on your bare skin sends shivers of excitement through you. your heart starts to race even faster, the sensation so overwhelming that you can't keep your breath steady. you position him at your entrance before slowly sinking down on him, earning a moan out of you as you get used to his size. “fuck!” you cry out.

"easy, love," he groans, his hands finding your hips to guide you deeper onto him. the feeling of being filled up and connected like this sends shivers down his spine. you kiss him again as you start moving on his dick. the kiss deepens as you begin to move on him, his hips meeting your rhythm. his eyes close, lost in the sensation of being both desired and desired deeply. "that’s it, baby," he pants, his hands now gripping your waist firmly. you continue to pick up the pace, while also being a moaning mess. felix will chuckle at you because you really did seem to be into it. “fuck…" he groans, his hips bucking up to meet yours. "god, you feel so good..."

you were practically bouncing on him now, you didn’t care if anyone was hearing you either. it was just you two that mattered in that moment. you grind your hips against him, feeling the heat between the two of you. "fuck, i'm close..." he whispers against your lips. “are you close, baby?” he asks you. “uh huh..” you were panting and didn’t sound like how you normally would. you could also feel yourself get more turned on every time he use a cheeky ass little pet name on you. his eyes roll back in pleasure as you continue to take control, his body tensing beneath you. "fuck, yes," he growls, his hands moving up to grip your tits firmly.

"cum with me, baby." you nod, letting him know that you’re close to that point to. his fingers dug into your waist again as he lets out a grunt, shuddering beneath you. "fuck, im gonna cum..!" you gasp out, “felix..” his name leaving your mouth on a moan. his rhythm picks up, hips meeting yours in a grinding motion. “oh fuck..." he groans, his body tensing up as he feels himself cumming. his thrusts become harder, deeper, as he releases himself into you, filling you up with his warmth. "felix..." you cry out his name as the pleasure overwhelms you both.

he pants heavily, his arms now wrapped around you, holding you close as he tries to catch his breath. "god, that was...fuck..." he gasps out, a smile forming on his lips. you giggle with him, laying your head on his chest after all that. both of your breaths getting less and less heavier. "was it good for you, baby?" he asks softly, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on your back. “fuckin amazing.” you say with less energy in your voice. “also where did all these pet names come from?” you ask. “i don't know," he chuckles. "they just kind of...came out." he nuzzles his face into your hair, content to just lie there with you for a while. "im glad you liked it."

“of course. you made my night so special, i really really do like you, felix.” you say with a smile. “then it’s probably a good time for me to ask.” he pauses, sitting you up so you can properly see him as he speaks. “will you be my girlfriend?” you sat there in awe, you nodded your head eagerly. “but wait, it’s so early is it not?” you question. yes you did believe the term “love at first sight”, you just never thought you would live it. “it doesn't matter," he replies, cupping your cheek gently. "i want to be with you, and if that's too soon for you, then we can wait however long you need." he says in a soft voice as he strokes your hair gently. “then I don’t wanna wait. i wanna be yours.” a bright smile spreads across his face as he leans in to kiss you softly. "im glad to hear that," he whispers against your lips. "ill make sure every day with you is special, just like tonight." he says softly. “and take away my ability to walk? no thank you.” you chuckle, leaning back into his chest. “i love you so much, baby.” he says, kissing the top of your head and wrapping his arms around you. “i love you too.”

“we should get back to our dorms right?” he asks. “oh shit, that’s right.”

y’all finally got it!! and yk what i got?? lack of sleep !

no but frl im so glad I got this done cause now i can focus on school again since im back and its my first time like writing smut and publishing it so... anyways enjoy this ILYSM happy new year 👼🎀🤍

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who else should I write for? im kinda leaning towards jacob elordi… pls gimmie suggestions! 🤍🏹