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Daemon Targaryen x OC Soulmate AU
So, I came across a concept idea where you are married to Daemon Targaryen and you are each other's soulmate, which gives you the ability to feel everything the other feels. Thus, this dirty fic came out of my mind.
Credit for the concept goes to @missglaskin and the anonymous darling who suggested it to them.
I don't own House of the Dragon or Daemon Targaryen (though I wish I did).
This contains adult themes, so if you are below 18 years of age, please move on.
Daemon Targaryen always prided himself in his ability to keep his emotions hidden from everyone. Not even his own brother could tell what he felt most of the time. It was necessary, to keep himself alive in the face of all those who wanted to see him dead.
Only one person knew exactly how he felt all the time. You, his wife and soulmate.
It had surprised both of you when you had realized that the stories and old tales his mother had told him were true. According to an old legend found in a dusty tome from the libraries of Old Valyria, true-blooded Valyrians had a soulmate somewhere in the world. When the two pieces of the soul found each other, a bond was formed between them. Through the bond, one could feel everything their mate felt, be it happiness, anger, sadness, grief and, most of all, pleasure.
The Rogue Prince still remembered your wedding night, how intense it felt when you pleasured each other, how the sense of bliss overwhelmed both of you when you reached your peak together. It had been something he had never experienced with any of the women he had slept with.
Since no one had any information about how the bond worked, you had tried several times to experiment with it. True enough, both of you felt anything the other felt. It was then that Daemon had decided to give in to his playful nature.
That fateful night, you were in a tub full of hot water in your chambers, relaxing after a full day at court, when you felt the first whispers of pleasure blossom low in your belly. Normally you would have enjoyed it, but your husband was nowhere near you. That could only mean that someone else was making him feel this.
Sorrow and despair flooded your mind, a strange contradiction to the pleasure that still roamed your body.
“Why are you sad my love?” came the voice you longed so much to hear from somewhere behind you.
You looked towards the half open door and all the sorrow was sharply replaced by pleasure. There stood your husband, naked as the day he was born, one hand stroking his large erect cock as he gazed at you hungrily.
“I felt your pleasure through our bond and I thought…” you trailed off.
“My love,” he smiled, approaching you slowly, his eyes never leaving you. “You are the only one who can give me pleasure.”
You had spent that night pleasuring each other until the first rays of daylight colored the sky. Now, a few days later, you had decided to teach your husband a lesson, repay his teasing with some of your own.
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You were sitting in a banquet the king held in honor of Rhaenyra’s coming of age. The room was full of noble men and women eating, drinking to the health of the young heiress, and talking excitedly amongst themselves.
Your husband sat across from you and was currently talking with lord Corlys Velaryon about their shared achievements in the Stepstones. You had the ill fortune to be sitting next to some boring lady from the Westerlands who had been talking about her husband’s wealth and the luxury of their home non-stop. The only good part about it was that the lady barely even paid you any attention; she just kept talking.
You smiled to yourself and set your plan to motion. Making sure your napkin covered your lap properly, you slipped your hand down between your legs, starting to rub your clit discreetly over th4e fabric of your dress.
Daemon turned sharply towards you, his eyes wide. You smirked at him, adding more pressure, gently rocking onto your hand to get more friction.
The lady beside you asked you a question so you turned to talk to her, but your hand never stopped its movements. You could feel your husband’s heated gaze on you, and you did your best to ignore him. Every once in a while you pushed even more on your clit, and you could see from the corner of your eye that your husband had a death grip on his goblet. Any more pressure and it would bend under his hand.
Feeling adventurous, you took your goblet with your free hand and took a sip of wine, staring at Daemon over it. He looked like a wild animal ready to pounce. You adjusted slightly on your seat, the movement sending a jolt of pleasure through your body. Across from you, your husband almost choked on his wine.
“Are you alright my love?” you asked, your face the very image of innocence.
“Fine,” Daemon glared at you, taking a deep gulp from his goblet.
“Are you sure? You seem a bit flustered. Did the food not agree with you?” you asked, trying your very best not to snicker.
“Yes my dear, I am quite fine,” he gritted, swallowing thickly. “The food was quite nice, though I think I will have something else to eat, a bit later perhaps.”
His gaze spoke volumes, and the jolt of desire travelled through the bond like thunder, shaking you quite a bit. An image of your dear husband between your legs came to mind, and that very thought was more than enough to rile you up even more.
Daemon felt it as well, his gaze turning even heavier, caressing you like a piece of velvet cloth. You had the greatest urge to jump over the table and sit on his lap, but you contained yourself. This was after all your game, and you had decided to play it to the end.
“Mmm, I think I will try the sausages, they look very juicy,” you merely replied, picking a thick one from the tray to your right. Using both hands, you cut a sizeable piece and put it in your mouth, all the while staring at him.
If his gaze was heated before, now it was hotter than Caraxes’s fire. You let out a satisfied hum, licking your fingers slowly.
“Oh yes, it is wonderful,” you smirked at him, and a new wave of need hit you.
You smiled to yourself, winking at Daemon. This was going to be a fun night.
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Your back hit the door of your shared chambers as soon as it slammed closed. Your husband pressed his body onto yours, while his lips ravaged yours like a man starved.
“You minx, you tease,” Daemon whispered, his hands making quick work of your dress and smallclothes. His fingers worked in a fever, almost tearing the delicate fabric from your body. You barely registered the cold wind caressing your body. Your own heat, combined with that of your lover’s body pressed up against you was more than enough to keep you warm.
Daemon picked you up, your legs locking up around his waist as you kissed him deeply, your hands buried in his silver hair. You always loved passing your fingers through them. They were like spun silk, delicate and soft, a complete contrast from the rest of his body.
He walked you both to your bed, putting you down before taking off his own clothes as if they were on fire. You sat back, your gaze washing over the god in front of you. There he stood, tall, virile, a warrior in all his might, pale skin glowing in the soft candlelight.
“You drove me crazy tonight, teasing me in front of all those people,” he growled, diving between your legs.
Pleasure coursed through your veins, hot and sweet, taking over your mind. This special gift the gods had given you was incredible. Feeling everything your mate felt, it was beyond amazing. Your moans echoed all over the room as you closed your eyes, letting your emotions and your mate’s overwhelm you. His talented tongue penetrated your folds easily, diving deep into your core, teasing and making your squirm.
“Daemon,” you moaned, trying to get as close to him as you could.
He held your hips in his strong hands, pinning you on the mattress as he continued feasting on you.
“Please, don’t stop,” you gasped, feeling your peak closing in, fast.
But just as you were about to go over it, your lover pulled away, leaving nothing but an empty feeling.
You raised your head to glare at him, and felt the fury burning through you.
“How does that feel, being unsatisfied?” Daemon asked, that infuriating smirk plastered on his handsome face.
You were no stranger to your husband’s games, but you were in no mood for them tonight.
“Who says I’m going to stay unsatisfied for long?” you smirked back, your hand slipping down your body, nimble fingers caressing your folds, sending jolts of pleasure through you.
Daemon growled at the sight before him, his eyes shining with the fire that always seemed to burn in him. He lunged at you, prying your hands away and pinning them above your head, holding them there.
“Only I get to do that to you,” he growled, impaling you with his cock, going all the way in.
You screamed in ecstasy, the feeling almost enough to bring you to completion. He stayed still for a moment, letting you adjust to his size for a bit before he started a punishing pace, pounding into you hard and fast. He kissed you, your tongues battling for dominance as your bodies did their own dance, moving as one, trying to reach that ultimate level of divine connection. Your mind was almost lost, the sensations too much to take for too long.
The coil in your stomach tightened, and Daemon’s movements became wilder, erratic. You both chased your pleasure with everything you had, finally reaching that delicious point of no return. Your screams of ecstasy must have been heard throughout the entire keep, but neither of you cared much for it. You were both too lost in each other to bother with the opinions of others.
Long after you had both managed to calm down from your high, you lay in each other’s arms, Daemon’s fingers drawing patterns on your back, while you laid your head on his chest, listening you his strong heart beating.
“You almost embarrassed me tonight my dear wife,” your lover whispered at you. “Lord Corlys kept asking me why I was so flustered, if I was sick or something.”
You smiled, lifting your head to gaze at his violet eyes.
“Let this be a lesson to you my love, so you won’t tease me the way you did a few days ago.”
That brought a smile on his face.
“You know, I think we have a lot more to learn about this strange bond we share.”
“I am most eager to explore it with you,” you muttered as you reached up to kiss him.
You had no idea how this magic between you worked, but you were more than thankful for it.
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I hope you guys enjoyed it. Now if you'll excuse me, I need a really cold shower...
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Every time I hear people talk about satanic imagery or satanic propaganda I think about that tweet that was like, some people view Satan as a video game villain where he gets stronger the more people worship him
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We need to lay more blame for "Kids don't know how computers work" at the feet of the people responsible: Google.
Google set out about a decade ago to push their (relatively unpopular) chromebooks by supplying them below-cost to schools for students, explicitly marketing them as being easy to restrict to certain activities, and in the offing, kids have now grown up in walled gardens, on glorified tablets that are designed to monetize and restrict every movement to maximize profit for one of the biggest companies in the world.
Tech literacy didn't mysteriously vanish, it was fucking murdered for profit.
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a society that allows people to starve when there is food has failed. like. that’s it.
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LET GAZA LIVE, FREE THEM ALL, VIVA VIVA INTIFADA
we've been watching a horrific genocide for 4 months now, and your silence in complicity. ceasefire is the bare minimum, and just the beginning.
free to use, print, repost. link to images and variants
commissions for palestine
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the commodification of friendship is the most annoying thing to come out of the internet in ages. like actually i love to break this to you but you're supposed to help your friends move even if it's hard work. or stay up with them when they're sad even if you're gonna lose sleep. you're supposed to listen to their fears and sorrows even if it means your own mind takes on a little bit of that weight. that's how you know that you care. they will drive you to the airport and then you will make them soup when they're sick. you're supposed to make small sacrifices for them and they are supposed to do that for you. and there's actually gonna be rough patches for both of you where the balance will be uneven and you will still be friends and it will not be unhealthy and they will not be abusive. life is not meant to be an endless prioritization of our own comfort if it was we would literally never get anywhere ever. jesus.
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Spain is now the first European country to approve menstrual leave ! They also banned conversion therapy, allowed self ID for trans teens, gave both parents equal rights in lesbian couples, and improved abortion's laws (for teens). today is a great day for women's rights and lgbt+ rights 🇪🇸
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So Arizona launched an “education hotline” that allows “concerned parents” to report “””critical race theory””” and other things like ~gender identity~ being taught in the classroom
It would be a shame if the number and email were spread to bad actors looking to prank call the AZ Department of Education
602-771-3500 or empower @ azed .gov 🤡
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“well it’s good your tests came back normal!”
no. it’s not.
a normal test result doesn’t mean i don’t have symptoms anymore. it just means we’re no closer to an explanation.
i’m still struggling. my symptoms are still getting worse. we just don’t know why, also meaning they don’t take me seriously.
a normal test result is not a a happy thing when disabled.
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Be careful who you bring home: Morpheus x OC PART 2
You asked for it and I promised to write, so enjoy a little preview of part 2 to this story.
I got a feeling this will not end here.
Special dedication goes to @mypsychoticlove who accused me of teasing :D
“You seem distracted today.”
“Distracted?” I scoffed in denial “you think. I am completely focused.”
“Mhm, sure” Raynor clicked her pen and wrote something down
“Oh, come on, doctor.” I throw my hands in the air in utter annoyance “is that what they teach you in your psychology school? How to make a patient impatient? Pun intended.”
“If you have something to say now would be a good time”
“Fine” apparently crossing my arms was not a good enough sign of my internal thought “I think this is a complete waste of time. What do I have to do to get clearance and get back on field?”
“The same thing as everyone else. Talk. “
“I believe we are talking?” slight tilt of head was indication of irony, but Raynor either didn’t catch that or decided to ignore me, one way or another her watchful gaze was becoming a bit intimidating “Oh, give me a break” I surrendered and looked down first.
“ I heard from a good source that you got yourself a pet lately.”
“What?” well that was a surprise “Who told you?!”
“So it’s true?” well played, doctor, I fell right into your trap.
“No. Of course not. It was just a stray cat. Nothing permanent. My niece insisted on taking him home.”
“I see.”
“And?”
“And what?”
“I don’t know. It’s your office, I’m your patient. Is I see all you can say now?”
“It’s your time, agent. Your chance to talk to me, not the other way round.”
“Ok” I nodded my head, pondering “Can I ask you a question, then?"
“That’s unusual, but go on.”
“Who the fu….”
“Language, agent!”
“Who the fuck told you about me taking home an animal?” Screw the language. I’m already on the psychologist’s couch and apparently her job is to fix me so let her do that fully.
“I already told you, it does not matter.”
“It matters to me!”
“So you can find that person and do what?”
“Have a little conversation how rude it is to talk about other people behind their backs.”
“Conversation, hmm? Like you had a conversation with Barton?”
“That was different. We were at training!”
“Of course you were. You know, maybe getting an animal is a bad idea for you after all. You would kill the poor being within two days time.”
“You wanna bet on that, doc?” I knew what she was playing now. The inverted logic was quite popular technique and I knew it well enough from SHIELD interrogations, being the one who used it.
“Yes, in fact I do. “
***
„I’m telling you, boss….”
„This discussion is over, Matthew.”
“But I think….”
“Enough of it. I am not going back to cat form.”
“Well I think it’s worth a shot.” Third voice, far more cheerful than the previous two, came into the discussion
“sister” Dream sighed heavily, feeling like she might want to push him into doing something he would not like.
“hello, brother” she grinned “I heard about your little adventure.”
“Who told you?!” the younger endless raised his gaze and eyed Matthew with a warning
“Doesn’t matter. What matters is that you get to see human interacting with animals. This should have been good to you. Most of them become more … gentle with pets.”
“I don’t see where you are going with this, sister.”
“Oh, you are a terrible liar, Dream. You know exactly what point I’m trying to make here. You need to explore more of the world in your cat form.”
“no.”
“you are taking this way too serious. Come on, Dream. Live a little. Life is full of surprises and you don’t have to be moody and sulking all the time. Come on” she nudged her brother’s arm “I’m telling you….” She flashed a smile again
“You two are unbearable.” He muttered
“So, think about it” Death took his arm and forced him to start walking with her “if you do, we won’t have to have this talk again. Doesn’t that sound good.”
“It does.”
“Why do I feel there’s a but coming?”
“But I don’t believe you would not talk about it again.��
“come on, boss, we promise, don’t we, Lady Death. And who knows, maybe you will enjoy this so much that…..”
“Enough, Matthew” Morpheus stopped abruptly and his Raven, who was flying close behind nearly bumped into his back. “I shall not listen to my subject.”
“Well that was painful. Remember who helped you get out of hell, boss.”
“That I do. But is does not give you any power, whatsoever.”
“Oh, for Christ’s sake, Dream. Why can’t you just listen to your friend?” Death asked shaking her head in disbelief over her brother’s stubbornness. He already opened his mouth to interrupt her train of thoughts, but she was quick to continue “yes, Dream, a friend, but we all know you are in denial. However, if you cannot bear the thought of listening to Matthew, how about you listen to me, hm? I’m older, wiser and more experienced with humanity. Oh, and did I mention, older? “
“Twice.”
“That’s good enough of an argument” she shrugged “you want to bet you will like it, Dream?”
“I made a bet with you once” he reminded, his voice turning lower than usual.
“And you loved and still do love every second of it” she raised her hands stopping him from talking again “even if you will never admit it. So, how’s its gonna be?”
***
The second I left Raynor’s office I started to regret making that bet. Damn my stubbornness and tendency to prove people wrong. Some may say that was a bit of a masochism and ironically the source of this self-torture was my psychologist. Ha, ha, ha, laughing hard. In case you didn’t catch that it was high and thick irony. Now, I had to get myself a pet and take care of it for a while without making any part of this relationship go crazy. But how the hell am I supposed to do that. In my life I did not have much experience with the animals, blame the line of work. SHIELD was not really a pet-friendly environment. Ok, fine, there were some rumors about Fury and some cat named Goose but a cosmic being cannot be counted as a home pet. Maybe we should rank Spider-man or Ant-man as ones. But seriously, cats and dogs and even hamsters or parrots I knew were messy, loud and joyful animals, none of this trait appealing to me. The cat Jemma found yesterday was seemingly different but it’s not like I can summon him to me again.
“Shit!” I muttered to myself or at least I thought so.
“Look who’s here!” a familiar face came into my view.
“Oh, hello, Sam. Wonderful to see you, falcon” I grinned, sudden animal though coming into my head.
“Is it? “ he frowned and took a step back “I hate it when you smile like that.”
“Like what” I took a step forward, ready to make a dance.
“Like crazy. Seems like Raynor is failing on her job again. The same was with Buck.”
“One soul gazing exercise and you call him by nickname?” my raised eyebrows made Sam realize he made a mistake and said too much “what’s next? Gossiping about girls?”
“Actually….”
“you know what, I don’t want to know. What are you doing here, Sam?”
“What do you mean, it’s a park. Everyone can walk in the park.” Suddenly he became a bit defensive
“Mhm, right, sure. But what I found suspicious is that you live on the other side of the city and you have three others park nearby, so why this one?”
“I like this one.”
“Since when?” I insisted
“Since one of my friends lives here.”
“Sam…..”
“What?”
“Why are you spying on me?”
“What?” he shrieked and then coughed and then scoffed “Why would I do that?”
“You just affirmed it.”
“I did not……”
“Cut the crap, Sam. Tell me ….. oh, wait” sudden realization dawned on me “it was you. Shit, Sam.”
“You are not making any sense, agent.”
“what happened to friend?” I mocked “I’m going to ask you one question. Did. You. Tell. Raynor. About . The cat. I. Took. Home?” Since I made every word a sentence it was my chance to take a step closer toward him with every other one. Now I was standing impossibly close to him, looking straight into his eyes with my most intimidating look.
“Damn! You act like Buck, ekhem I mean Barnes now. Is that what they teach you to become and agent?”
“Well I learned it in the process, yes. That’s something you could use as well. Now, answer the question.”
“Fine, fine! I told her, but only because I’m worried about you, ok? I mean how would you react upon seeing someone you care about running around a park and taking stray cats home?”
“That is not what happened!”
“I did not say that was what happened. But it might. In the future. If we don’t act now.”
“Sam…” I rubbed my forehead in disbelief.
“What? I am worried about you, really. And I do want to help you. Missions without you are not the same. I miss your sarcasm and teaming up.”
“You know I appreciate it, really do. But why didn’t you come to me in the first place?”
“Would you listen?”
“Hmmm” I wondered about the answer “Probably not, but….” There was something on my right, a small, black, furry shape. It could not be……
“What is it?” Sam followed my gaze.
“It’s nothing. And I’m fine. I gotta go Sam. See you soon” I walked away from my friend trying to test a crazy theory.
“This girl is crazy.” Sam muttered to himself, shaking head.
***
Third person POV
“Oh no, it’s him again” she thought upon spotting a familiar figure.
“Oh no, it’s her again” meowpheus thought at the same moment.
Dream should have known better, because where else could have they spotted the girl once more if not in the park that was nearest to her apartment. As for her, she couldn’t have known that, but her park was the only place Morpheus knew so far so the chances of meeting again was 100%.
As their gazes met, she knew there was something different about this animal, however not sure what. But the way he was moving around like he owned the place, the way he was avoiding people and, god forbid, kids, but not hiding was not a typical animal behavior. It was more humane.
“Are you stalking me?” she whispered in his direction.
Do you think yourself so special? You are just a human.
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I am going crazy. I hear a cat talking to me. Yes, I’m mental. Maybe if it was the first time I would let it pass, blaming the stress, anxiety, lack of sleep and hundreds different reasons, but it was happening again. Maybe I was dealing with some demon. Or even the devil himself. Or a familiar of some witch…..
Not quite so much.
“Ah!” I almost jumped because of that little inside voice. Girl, get yourself together! You are an agent. You though criminals, villains and aliens and now a cat makes you doubt yourself?
Are you scared?
“What? No!” I scoffed. It was an instinctive answer, but what seemed natural to me was not like that from other people view. Of course they did not hear the cat so in their opinion I was talking to myself. To make it just a bit better I quickly put out my phone pretending I was talking thought the headset but they were still gazing at me suspiciously. Ok, now I gotta get out of this place. I rushed towards the gate, steady but quickly in my best intention to get home, but the cat followed me like a shadow.
Wait.
Just ignore him.
I think we can both use each other’s help.
A cat’s help. Right. Keep walking.
Wait!
Now he was not just talking, he was commanding and I was forced to stop and turn around since sudden darkness and coldness crept inside me. I was looking at the cat and he clearly was looking at me.
You are troubled. Now I remember your dreams.
I’m sorry, what now?
I know you.
That was not creepy at all.
And I hold power over your sleeping hours, so you will listen to me.
I raised an eyebrow in mocking expression and crouched next to him.
“You are a cat. How can you possibly command me this way?” I whispered “if anything it’s the other way round. I could do anything to you.”
You would not dare touching me.
“Really? Let’s see about that” I reached for him and before he could break away I was already holding him close “not so combative, now, are you?” I teased.
Put me down, immediately!
“Let me think about it…. No. Now I am in control. And I will not let go until you explain yourself. Who the hell are you, because you are not an animal?”
I do not need to…..
“I think you do ….From what I remember you are not a great fan of being embellished. You remember my niece? Wonderful girl. She loves pink and she loves glitter . And so it happens I can call her anytime and invite her in….”
Stop it
“did I mention she loves animals?’
Stop it!
“Explain. Actually, don’t. Not here. Let’s get to my apartment and then we’ll….. um, talk, I guess.
If only the poor girl knew who she was taking home……
@somest1 @pinksirensong
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“All Fun and Games”: A Poly Marauders Fic: Plus Size Reader : Chapter 2
Part 2 of All Fun and Games by request! A poly Marauders x PS Reader Fic Reader is fem.
——– A week had passed since your night with the boys.
After your little show of making James, an consequently the other two, weak at the knees… you began to think.
The temptation to have your way with the lot of them that night had been strong but you managed the reign it in.
Sirius, of all people, decided that perhaps you’d all had too much to drink and that it would be best to call it a night.
You knew what it really amounted to but you let it go and simply apparated back to your home after you’d passed out hugs to three very rigid men.
In more ways than one.
You went home, very satisfied with yourself and content to sleep that night knowing you’d thoroughly flustered the three of them.
There was a thrill in it that you couldn’t quite put your finger on.
Perhaps, it was your mischevious nature.
Normally, the entire of three men being so turned on with you would somewhat put you off.
Perhaps, it was just because it was them.
You loved your boys and there was obviously chemistry with each of them.
In addition to the history there.
Still, it nagged at you.
So when you James showed up at your place of work that day you’d been surprised but not displeased.
“Hello, Jamie.” you smiled at him as the burly man came to a stop in front of you.
Basket swinging from his hand, dark curls wild, hazel eyes refusing to you meet your gaze and the most beautiful blush painting his cheeks.
“Hey, love.” he said softly.
“To what do I owe the pleasure?” you asked and internally smirked when he closed his eyes at the last word.
James cleared his throat, “Just thought I’d come by and have lunch with you if that’s alright.”
“Of course it’s alright!” you grinned, popping up from your seat and turning to your coworker. “Jeanette, I’m going out for a bit! Be back later!”
She waved you off but not without sending you a rather suggestive wink.
You rolled your eyes at Jeanette.
That crazy brunette had been badgering to get with at least one of the boys for the longest time and always rambling about how you were far too hot to be single.
Especially when you had friends like that.
You simply grabbed your purse and James other hand and headed for the door.
“Where are we going?” he asked, chuckling at the brunette silently doing a little victory dance.
“Anywhere away from her.” you giggled and he couldn’t help but grin at the sound.
It wasn’t long before the two of you settled down in a thatch of grass beneath a tree and James unpacked the basket of goodies.
It was quiet for a moment.
Just the sound of the two of you snacking on crisps and the wind rustling the leaves before he spoke up.
“So…” he said clearing his throat.
“So?” you said, narrowing your eyes at him.
“About the other night..” he said and you promptly burst into giggles.
“Did I go too far, James?” you asked.
“No, no.” he said. “Not too far. At all. I liked it. Just you know. Haven’t had that experience with you since we were in school. And neither of us knew how to do … that.”
“Well, you know.” you shrugged. “We’re older. I did pick up a few tricks along the way.”
“I noticed.” he said, glasses fogging up just a bit��� to which he hurried to remedy.
You dissolved into a fit of giggles that made him grin goofily at you.
“I miss that.” he said.
“What?” you asked.
“Your little giggles.” he admitted. “Don’t hear them near enough anymore.”
“Yeah, I know.” you sighed. “I’m sorry the other night was the first time in a while that we’d all hung out. Life just kinda gets crazy sometime and it’s hard to-”
“You don’t need to explain.” he cut you off. “I just meant that I miss you and I’d really like to see you more. We all would actually.”
“Yeah.” you laughed. “Sirius has made that perfectly clear. He keeps mirroring me every morning to scream ‘good morning’ at me and insists that I sing him a lullaby every night.”
“Yeah, I’ve heard.” he chuckled and you raised a brow so he was quick to explain. “I’ve been staying at their flat a lot recently.”
“Everything ok?” you asked.
“Oh yeah it’s been fine. They’re just a bit closer to St. Mungo’s. You know with Mum and Dad and all that.” he said.
You nodded and simply wove your fingers together with his.
You did know about his parents and how they were temporarily at St. Mungo’s while they were getting through an illness.
“Y/N?” James said softly.
“Hmm?”
“Do you think… ” he started. “Do you think I’d ever have a shot with you?”
“What?” you asked.
“I mean, I know we never dated and we only kissed the once but I’ve fancied you for years and I managed to put it aside cause we’re friends, and then you were with Remus and then you and Sirius seemed to have a thing but the other night just had me thinking about a lot of things and I-” he rambled.
“James.” you cut him off. “You’ve always had a chance with me.”
The smile that lit up his face was radiant and you hated to cut it short.
“But…” you said and his face fell.
“But?” he asked.
“Yes, but.” you smiled. “And not yours although you do have a cute one.”
He turned as red as a cherry at that and you giggled before leaning over to peck his cheek.
“But I wouldn’t do that to you.” you sighed. "Cause I admit I do still have feelings for Remus even though it’s been a while. The other night just kind of cemented that. And then there is the situation with Sirius. I know he’s WITH Remus but I don’t know what it is that Sirius and I have but there is definitely something there. So I’d never do that to you. And I can’t even begin to wrap my head around the Sirius and Remus situation. It just wouldn’t be fair and … why are you grinning?“
James looked like he could explode from joy in that moment.
"It’s just that I feel like I have a solution to all of this.” he said.
“And that is?” you questioned.
“Everyone dates.” he said.
“Everyone dates who?” you asked.
“Everyone dates everyone.” he said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
“I date you and Remus and Sirius. You date the three of us. Remus and Sirius date us and each other. This literally solves everything.”
“Hold on, James.” you said. “Firstly, you are suggesting a poly relationship. Which, mind you, is different than some random orgy hook up.”
“It never would’ve been an orgy hook up.” he insisted. “Not with us and not with you. It’s not like that. We all care about each other and you know that.”
“But, but, I didn’t even know you liked men.” you sputtered.
“Neither did I until about six months back. Had a three way with Remus and Sirius.” he said. “I’m kind of their third on the regular.”
“And you’re just bothering to tell me this now?” you asked, rather flabbergasted.
“Well… we wanted to but we didn’t know how you’d handle it. And to be honest, you kind of come up a lot during those times and we didn’t-”
“Excuse me? What?” you asked and James seemed to realized he’d outed himself… and Remus and Sirius in the process.
He cringed, “Look, we’ve all had crushes on your since we were eleven. This isn’t really news, love. So it’s natural that sometimes we talk about it.”
“I don’t know if I should feel flattered or offended.” you said as you tried to get a grasp on the situation.
“Well, it is a compliment.” he shrugged.
“And what happens when I come up in conversation during your… your…”
“Sex?” he asked with a chuckle. "Are you really asking me what happens when we talk about you with our dicks out?“
"James!” you said lunging for him.
You tackled him backwards and pressed your hand over his mouth.
“There are children around!” you scolded him and but he just smiled behind your hand and mumbled something.
“What?” you asked and he simply looked down at your hand over his mouth.
“I said, I quite like you on top.” he smirked. “I’m not surprised though. You were the one in charge during that one blissful snogfest.”
“So you admit I kissed you.” you said snippily.
“Yes.” he smiled and sat up, all the while still keeping you on his lap. “And it was wonderful. Something I’d like to experience again.”
You rolled your eyes at this admittedly beautiful hazel eyed boy.
“If I were to entertain such an idea of a poly relationship..” You said and you could’ve slapped him for the excited look that took over his features. “I said if. There would be rules. We would need to have conversations. That’s four people, James. Two people in a relationship is a lot of work. Four could be distastrous.”
“I understand.” he said. “But to be fair, it works just fine with us three.”
“I thought you said you were just their third?!” you accused.
“Well, it started that way and then it progressed. I’m officially dating them now.” he said.
“Well, you’re all men.” you argued. “That’s different.”
James just laughed and fell backward into the grass.
“You’re just determined to be difficult.” he said, crossing his arms behind his head as he looked up at you.
In all the time, he’d known you James had always thought you to be such an angel and you’d never looked more the part as the sunlight beamed behind you creating a halo of light.
“I just!” you said. “I just love you all and I don’t want to do anything that could potentially ruin our friendship.”
James played with the hem of your shirt, “Nothing bad is going to happen, love. And if you’re ever uncomfortable all you have to do is say something and everything stops.”
You sighed, “I suppose we could talk to Remus and Sirius about it.”
“Yes!” he said pumping his fist into the air.
“I get off work around eight.” you said with a giggle making him smile. "I could come by after. I’ll bring pizza. Tell Sirius to make me nachos to calm my nerves.“
"Yes ma'am.” James saluted.
You chewed on your lip for a moment as you looked down at the beautiful man beneath you.
“What?” he asked.
“James, it’s been quite some time since we last kissed.” you said. "Would you like to test it out again?“
He sat straight up and locked his eyes on yours with a nod.
"I’ll need you to tell me, James.” you said softly, lips almost touching his.
“Yes, please. I’d love that.” he said and simply smiled before connecting your lips to his.
Kissing James was just as you remembered in the sense that it was still just as sweet and gentle.
But different in the sense that this time around you both actually knew what you were doing.
You were a bundle of nerves about the whole situation but somehow his touch eased your worries and you could think about in this moment was the lovely man in your arms.
—– Part one Coming soon… part three —–
Hello loves! So this took a turn for the sweet and I just couldn’t help myself! And also I think it’s important to show one on in poly relationships and also PREVIOUS FUCKING CONVERSATION , lol. Anyway, excuse my rant. I hope you all enjoyed it and I would love to hear what you think!
Love, Kenny
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does anyone know what senators these people are??
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