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The people have spoken ๐ซก
Hello everyone!
This is a secret poll to tentatively sniff out interest for another Exquisite Tomarrymort Corpse next year - Corpse 2024 wraps up in a little over two months (a crazy thing to type ๐ฑ), and Iโd expect weโd take a blessed one month off before jumping back into things again! ๐
So, just like this year, Corpse 2025 would โstartโ in March - thatโs when we would post the sign-up form, confirm our first and last participants, and do outreach for dates - then officially begin in April (or, in this case, on March 31st!)
To remind everyone, this is what the Exquisite Tomarrymort Corpse is:
An Exquisite Corpse is a game in which each participant adds to a fanfiction in sequence, by being allowed to see only the end of what the previous person contributed. (This does apply to artists as well!)
#exquisite tomarrymort corpse#tomarry#tomarrymort#harrymort#next time keep silent#๐ซต๐ค #corpse 2025
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[ID: GIF of teen Gojo and Geto walking. Gojo is leaned backwards and drinking soda and Geto is hunched over. End ID.]
the strongest
#jujutsu kaisen#jjk spoilers#geto suguru#gojo satoru#converted this into a gif so fast so quality is probably terrible#theyโre gay ๐ซต๐ค #satosugu
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iโm judging for the cotton candy grapes i wonโt lie
Well then bang your gavel and lock my ass up bc those hoes are tremendous wym?! ๐ซ
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i just ran into a pole trying to find my long lost luvrโฆ
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good morning best friends
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Final version digitally Sketch
#I drew the sketch in class because Iโm so normal about them#tw swearing#cw swearing#is shiver defying gravity with her pose? yes#is her leg slightly wonky? kinda but octos and inklings donโt have bones so itโs okay ๐ค ๐ค ๐ค #ignore that she has collarbones tho#DONT LOOK#๐๐๐๐๐ซต๐ซต๐ซต#splatoon 3#splatoon fanart#splatoon shiver#splatoon 3 shiver#splatoon 3 frye#splatoon frye#shiver#frye#frye x shiver#shiver x frye#shivfrye#gay people have taken over#these tags are a mess ๐๐๐#Iโm getting back into doing actual drawings now#Iโm failing school but at least I have silly gay squid and octo people#these two make me gay#I really should draw more Big Man#heโs too big to fit on my page ๐๐#splatoon art#shiver splatoon#frye splatoon#Iโve hit the tag limit ruh roh
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*sighs*
*opens settings*
*happier than i care to admit inside*
how do i tell people that when i text them โhey girlieโ i am not saying โhey ๐ฅฐ girlie ๐๐งโ but actually this
#๐ค ๐ซณ๐น๐ซณheyyyy ๐ฆ๐ซณ๐ฆ๐น๐ฆ๐นgirlieeeeee ๐ฆ๐น๐ซต๐น๐น#heyyy girlieee#hey girlie#ally beardsly#i love nerds#dimension 20#dropout#dropout tv
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not now kitten.., daddy is just a girl
#been up since 4 w acid reflux ๐ซต๐ค #thereโs a big meeting at 10 then iโm interviewing someone at 1 and at 2:30 thereโs the company party#which means no work will be accomplished today ๐คค๐ซ๐ซฆ๐ฃ๏ธ#life is a dance and iโm the dancer. iโm going to rest my eyes for 45 mins until i officially have to start getting ready for w**k#mine
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rewatching dapg vids from 2016-2018 has been awesome. i just stop the video every few minutes to go "what the fuck dan howell literally raised me"
#no ive been here Longer than that#but i think probably my consciousness started to develop around this time specifically ๐ค #and then i accidentally imprinted on this guy. awesome ๐#(consciousness as in 'oh im a person now let me have some treats and shit' kinda thing ykwim)#so YEAH TERRIBLE INFLUENCE ๐ซต๐ซต๐ซต#my posts
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People need to stop pushing their straight agenda onto languages with curly characters ๐
โWhy are the letters so curly?โ I donโt know bestie theyโre about as straight as I am-
Also donโt yโall have cursive?? U guys have gay writing too!
#I donโt really deal with this problem because Iโm part of the โspeaks a language not many people are even aware exists gangโ ๐ซต๐ค #its malayalam btw#i guess I kinda fall under the category of people asking me if I speak Indian or smth#I mean- itโs kinda funny responding with sassy comebacks but it gets really old after a while ๐#bilingual#polyglot#rambles#ignore me
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i can make pictures easily๐๐๐๐๐๐
๐คฃ๐๐๐๐ซ ๐๐๐๐ฅฐ๐๐คฉ๐๐โบ๏ธ๐๐๐ฅฒ๐๐คฉ๐๐โบ๏ธ๐๐๐ฅฒ๐๐๐๐คช๐๐ค๐ค๐คญ๐ซข๐ซฃ๐คซ๐ค๐ซก๐ค๐คจ๐๐๐ถ๐ซฅ๐ถโ๐ซ๏ธ๐๐๐๐ฌ๐ฎโ๐จ๐คฅ๐ซจ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐๐ช๐คค๐ด๐ท๐ค๐ค๐คข๐คฎ๐คง๐ฅต๐ฅถ๐ฅด๐ต๐ตโ๐ซ๐คฏ๐ค ๐ฅณ๐ฅธ๐๐ค๐ง๐๐ซค๐๐โน๏ธ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ณ๐ฅบ๐ฅน๐ฆ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ฑ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐๐๐ฉ๐ซ๐ฅฑ๐ค๐ก๐ ๐คฌ๐๐ฟ๐โ ๏ธ๐ฉ๐คก๐น๐บ๐ป๐ฝ๐พ๐ค๐บ๐ธ๐น๐ป๐ผ๐ฝ๐๐ฟ๐พ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โฃ๏ธ๐โค๏ธโ๐ฅโค๏ธโ๐ฉนโค๏ธ๐ฉท๐งก๐๐๐๐ฉต๐๐ค๐ค๐ฉถ๐ค๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฆ๐จ๐ณ๐ฃ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฏ๐ญ๐ค๐๐ค๐โ๏ธ๐๐ซฑ๐ซฒ๐ซณ๐ซด๐ซท๐ซธ๐๐ค๐คโ๏ธ๐ค๐ซฐ๐ค๐ค๐ค๐๐๐๐๐โ๏ธ๐ซต๐๐โ๏ธ๐๐ค๐ค๐๐๐ซถ๐๐คฒ๐ค๐โ๏ธ๐
๐คณ๐ช๐ฆพ๐ฆฟ๐ฆต๐ฆถ๐๐ฆป๐๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฆท๐ฆด๐๐๐
๐๐ซฆ๐ถ๐ง๐ฆ๐ง๐ง๐ฑ๐จ๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐จโ๐ฆฐ๐จโ๐ฆฑ๐จโ๐ฆณ๐จโ๐ฆฒ๐ฉ๐ฉโ๐ฆฐ๐งโ๐ฆฐ๐ฉโ๐ฆฑ๐งโ๐ฆฑ๐ฉโ๐ฆณ๐งโ๐ฆณ๐ฉโ๐ฆฒ๐งโ๐ฆฒ๐ฑโโ๏ธ๐ฑโโ๏ธ๐ด๐ต๐ง๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐
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๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐คฆโโ๏ธ๐คฆโโ๏ธ๐คฆ๐คทโโ๏ธ๐คทโโ๏ธ๐คท๐จโโ๏ธ๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐จโ๐๐ฉโ๐๐งโ๐๐จโ๐ซ๐ฉโ๐ซ๐งโ๐ซ๐จโโ๏ธ๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐จโ๐พ๐ฉโ๐พ๐งโ๐พ๐จโ๐ณ๐ฉโ๐ณ๐งโ๐ณ๐จโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐ง๐งโ๐ง๐จโ๐ญ๐ฉโ๐ญ๐งโ๐ญ๐จโ๐ผ๐ฉโ๐ผ๐งโ๐ผ๐จโ๐ฌ๐ฉโ๐ฌ๐จโ๐ป๐ฉโ๐ป๐งโ๐ป๐จโ๐ค๐ฉโ๐ค๐งโ๐ค๐จโ๐จ๐ฉโ๐จ๐งโ๐จ๐จโโ๏ธ๐ฉโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐จโ๐๐ฉโ๐๐งโ๐๐จโ๐๐ฉโ๐๐งโ๐๐ฎโโ๏ธ๐ฎโโ๏ธ๐ฎ๐ตโโ๏ธ๐ตโโ๏ธ๐ต๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐ฅท๐ทโโ๏ธ๐ทโโ๏ธ๐ท๐ซ
๐คด๐ธ๐ณโโ๏ธ๐ณโโ๏ธ๐ณ๐ฒ๐ง๐คตโโ๏ธ๐คตโโ๏ธ๐คต๐ฐโโ๏ธ๐ฐโโ๏ธ๐ฐ๐คฐ๐ซ๐ซ๐คฑ๐จโ๐ผ๐ฉโ๐ผ๐งโ๐ผ๐ผ๐
๐คถ๐งโ๐๐ฆธโโ๏ธ๐ฆธโโ๏ธ๐ฆธ๐ฆนโโ๏ธ๐ฆนโโ๏ธ๐ฆน๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐ง๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐ถโโ๏ธ๐ถโโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐ถโโ๏ธ๐ถโโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐ถ๐ถโโก๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐ง๐งโโก๏ธ๐จโ๐ฆฏ๐จโ๐ฆฏโโก๏ธ๐ฉโ๐ฆฏ๐ฉโ๐ฆฏโโก๏ธ๐งโ๐ฆฏ๐งโ๐ฆฏโโก๏ธ๐จโ๐ฆผ๐จโ๐ฆผโโก๏ธ๐ฉโ๐ฆผ๐ฉโ๐ฆผโโก๏ธ๐งโ๐ฆผ๐งโ๐ฆผโโก๏ธ๐จโ๐ฆฝ๐จโ๐ฆฝโโก๏ธ๐ฉโ๐ฆฝ๐ฉโ๐ฆฝโโก๏ธ๐งโ๐ฆฝ๐งโ๐ฆฝโโก๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธโโก๏ธ๐๐โโก๏ธ๐บ๐๐ด๐ฏโโ๏ธ๐ฏโโ๏ธ๐ฏ๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐คบ๐โท๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐ฃโโ๏ธ๐ฃโโ๏ธ๐ฃ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐โน๏ธโโ๏ธโน๏ธโโ๏ธโน๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐ดโโ๏ธ๐ดโโ๏ธ๐ด๐ตโโ๏ธ๐ตโโ๏ธ๐ต๐คธโโ๏ธ๐คธโโ๏ธ๐คธ๐คผโโ๏ธ๐คผโโ๏ธ๐คผ๐คฝโโ๏ธ๐คฝโโ๏ธ๐คฝ๐คพโโ๏ธ๐คพโโ๏ธ๐คพ๐คนโโ๏ธ๐คนโโ๏ธ๐คน๐งโโ๏ธ๐งโโ๏ธ๐ง๐๐๐ฌ๐ซ๐ญ๐งโ๐คโ๐ง๐จโโค๏ธโ๐โ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐โ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐โ๐ฉ๐๐จโโค๏ธโ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐จ๐ฉโโค๏ธโ๐ฉ๐๐ฉโ๐ฉโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐ฉโ๐ง๐ฉโ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐ฉโ๐ฆโ๐ฆ๐จโ๐ฉโ๐งโ๐ง๐จโ๐ฆ๐ฉโ๐ฆ๐ฃ๐ค๐ฅ๏ธ๐ซ๐ฃ๐งโ๐งโ๐ง๐งโ๐งโ๐งโ๐ง๐งโ๐ง๐งโ๐งโ๐ง๐ต๐๐ฆ๐ฆง๐ถ๐๐ฆฎ๐โ๐ฆบ๐ฉ๐บ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐๐โโฌ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐
๐๐ด๐ซ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆฌ๐ฎ๐๐๐๐ท๐๐๐ฝ๐๐๐๐ช๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ฆฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ญ๐๐๐น๐ฐ๐๐ฟ๐ฆซ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ป๐จ๐ปโโ๏ธ๐ผ๐ฆฅ๐ฆฆ๐ฆจ๐ฆ๐ฆก๐พ๐ฆ๐๐๐ฃ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐๐ฆ
๐ฆ๐ฆข๐ฆ๐ฆค๐ชถ๐ฆฉ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ชฝ๐ฆโโฌ๐ชฟ๐ฆโ๐ฅ๐ธ๐๐ข๐ฆ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ณ๐๐ฌ๐ฆญ๐๐ ๐ก๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐๐ชธ๐ชผ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐ชฒ๐๐ฆ๐ท๐ชณ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ชฐ๐ชฑ๐ฆ ๐๐ธ๐ฎ๐ชท๐ต๐น๐ฅ๐บ๐ป๐ผ๐ท๐ชปโ๏ธ๐ฑ๐ชด๐ฒ๐ณ๐ด๐ต๐พ๐ฟโ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐ชน๐ชบ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฅญ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ซ๐ฅ๐
๐ซ๐ฅฅ๐โ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฝ๐ถ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฅฌ๐ฅฆ๐ง๐ง
๐๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ซ๐โ๐ซ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฅจ๐ฅฏ๐ฅ๐ง๐ง๐๐๐ฅฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ญ๐ฅช๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ง๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ซ๐ฅฃ๐ฅ๐ฟ๐ง๐ง๐ฅซ๐ฑ๐๐๐๐๐๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฆช๐ค๐ฅ๐ฅฎ๐ก๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฅก๐ฆ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ช๐๐ฐ๐ง๐ฅง๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฏ๐ผ๐ฅโ๏ธ๐ซ๐ต๐ถ๐พ๐ท๐ธ๐น๐บ๐ป๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ซ๐ฅค๐ง๐ง๐ง๐ง๐ฅข๐ฝ๐ด๐ฅ๐ช๐ซ๐บ๐๐๐๐๐บ๐งญ๐โฐ๏ธ๐๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐งฑ๐ชจ๐ชต๐๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฃ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฉ๐ช๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐๐ผ๐ฝโช๏ธ๐๐๐โฉ๏ธ๐โฒ๏ธโบ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐โจ๏ธ๐ ๐๐ก๐ข๐๐ช๐๐๐๐
๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐ต๐ฆฝ๐ฆผ๐บ๐ฒ๐ด๐น๐ผ๐๐ฃ๐ค๐ขโฝ๏ธ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐๐งโ๏ธ๐โต๏ธ๐ถ๐ค๐ณโด๏ธ๐ฅ๐ขโ๏ธ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ช๐บ๐๐๐ ๐ก๐ฐ๐๐ธ๐๐งณโ๏ธโณ๏ธโ๏ธโฐ๏ธโฑ๏ธโฒ๏ธ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ข๐๐ฃ๐๐ค๐๐ฅ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐กโ๏ธ๐๐๐ชโญ๏ธ๐๐ ๐โ๏ธโ
๏ธโ๏ธ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ช๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐๐โ๏ธโ๏ธโฑ๏ธโก๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐ฅ๐ง๐๐๐๐๐๐งจโจ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐งง๐๐๐๐๐ซ๐๐๐
๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅโฝ๏ธโพ๏ธ๐ฅ๐๐๐๐๐พ๐ฅ๐ณ๐๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ธ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
โณ๏ธโธ๏ธ๐ฃ๐คฟ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ท๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ช๐ช๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ช๐งฟ๐ชฌ๐ฎ๐น๐ฐ๐ฒ๐งฉ๐งธ๐ช
๐ชฉ๐ชโ ๏ธโฅ๏ธโฆ๏ธโฃ๏ธโ๏ธ๐๐๐ด๐ญ๐ผ๐จ๐งต๐ชก๐งถ๐ชข๐๐ถ๐ฅฝ๐ฅผ๐ฆบ๐๐๐๐งฃ๐งค๐งฅ๐งฆ๐๐๐ฅป๐ฉฑ๐ฉฒ๐ฉณ๐๐๐ชญ๐๐๐๐๐๐ฉด๐๐๐ฅพ๐ฅฟ๐ ๐ก๐ฉฐ๐ข๐ชฎ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐งข๐ชโ๏ธ๐ฟ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ข๐ฃ๐ฏ๐๐๐ผ๐ต๐ถ๐๐๐๐ค๐ง๐ป๐ท๐ช๐ธ๐น๐บ๐ป๐ช๐ฅ๐ช๐ช๐ช๐ฑ๐ฒโ๏ธ๐๐๐ ๐๐ชซ๐๐ป๐ฅ๐จโจ๏ธ๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ฝ๐พ๐ฟ๐๐งฎ๐ฅ๐๐ฝ๐ฌ๐บ๐ท๐ธ๐น๐ผ๐๐๐ฏ๐ก๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ช๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฐ๐๐๐๐ท๐ฐ๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ท๐ธ๐ณ๐งพโ๏ธ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ค๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ซ๐ช๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ณโ๏ธโ๏ธ๐๐๐๐๐๐ผ๐๐๐๐
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The Love Lab presents:
Wash Day ๐ซง๐ฟ
pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Fem!Reader
summary: Miguel offers to wash your hair because wash days can be a lot, mischief ensues.
content warning: 18+ MDNI, lots of fluff and banter, talks of marriage/proposal, lovey dovey!miguel, head scratching + massaging, p in v sex (wrap it up ๐ซต๐พ, healthcare is expensive and so are babies), just the tip at one point, cussing, subby + service-like miguel (he does start to enter a daze that is similar to a sub drop, but it's not really that and the reader checks up on him immediately), needy!miguel, creative use of miguel's talons, kissing, hickys, a little hair pulling, manhandling, cunnilingus, fellatio, squirting, slight edging, praise kink, breeding kink towards the end, mentions of cum, overstimulation, a little aftercare, reader is a bit of a tease, miguel is a bit of a brat, more references to cats than I thought, no use of y/n
credit for the art/dividers: Me! (+ illustrator and canva)
a/n: This is my first fic that I am posting on here! ๐ค This one has been in the works for a while, but I am happy with the result. This story is written with a black reader in mind, but it's very inclusive minus the hair situation, so anyone can enjoy the story. There is one unrealistic part that NONE of my natural brethren would ever allow, I beg you to just go with it. ๐ญ I also used a little Spanish in here, to my Spanish-speakers, if anything is wrong, just let me know and I 'll change it right away!
I also imagined the shower to be one of those fancy walk-ins like this or this but big enough for two, because in my mind, Miguel is stacked in the money department as well.
word count: 6.9k (I got carried away)
To all my sub Mig lovers and fiends! Love ya! ๐ฉต๐ชฎ
It was finally time for the day youโve been putting off for about a week now, the taxing Wash Day.
Normally, you would drag this day out because you knew that once you started, you had to keep going until your hair was done and either ready for the bonnet or the hood dryer. Although today, you were lucky because you had a braid appointment the following morning, so that meant just a simple wash and a blow-dry. You were even luckier because your boyfriend, Miguel, was more than happy to wash your hair for you.
โI know how tired you get afterwards and I just want to help make the process easier,โ is what you remember him telling you last night in your sleepy, whiny state.
Now, here you are the next day watching his eyebrows furrow in confusion, lips pouted in a crooked M as you guide him to the old faithful: the kitchen sink.
โWhy are you giving me that face? You said you were gonna help,โ you chuckle at his expression, watching as his eyes turn to your hair supplies littered across the counter.
โNo, no! I still want to help. Itโs just that,โ he picks up your wide-tooth comb, running his fingers over the teeth, โI thought we were going to be in the shower.โ
You look at him, a little dumbfounded at the statement. You didnโt mind washing your hair in the shower, you did it all the time, but what was the point of getting you both wet?
โI just thought it would be easier for you this way,โ you reply, pulling the faucet from the sink and waving it around in an attempt to hype up the situation. โIโll bend my head in the sink, and youโll wash it that way. Or! You can hike me up on the counter and I can lay down with my head over the sink. That oneโs a little less comfortable for me, but it gives you more than enough room to maneuver.โ
โHm,โ he grunts, eyes going from you to the counter, then right back to you. โThatโs fine and all, but what if my back starts to hurt from bending for too long.โ
You just stare at him, unamused. If anyone would be in pain, it would be you.
โIn the shower, we can stand together and I can see exactly whatโs going on. Plus, you can wash my hair too,โ he continues, pulling you flush against his chest, comb forgotten. He starts to rub your hips in a slow motion. โLetโs make it a date.โ
โOk, first of all, youโre not that old to where your back can just give out like that,โ you quip, leaning back from his embrace to look him in the eyes. โSecondly, you expect me to believe that the Spiderman is unable to wash someoneโs hair in this sink.โ
โAt 6โ9? Absolutely.โ
โTouchรฉ.โ
Truthfully, Miguel was a bit turned on after spending the last 20 minutes watching you completely melt under his hands from scratching your scalp.
It was such a simple task but all of your sighs and whispers of โright thereโ and โharderโ had him internally groaning.
When it was finished, you were up off the floor easily and blissfully unaware, while he was left with a few of your shedded curls covering his clothes and pre-cum threatening to seep into his underwear.
So yes, while technically the shower was the best option for him, he really wanted to ignite that same reaction from you again. It was addicting.
You reach up on your tippy toes and squish his face to give a quick peck to his lips. โFine, fine! Quit your puppy dog eyes, we can go to the shower. Just let me pee first.โ
Step 1 of Miguelโs master plan was already successfully underway.
He started to pick up your supplies, reading the ingredients out of curiosity. Today you were trying a new line of products that was making huge waves online. He remembers seeing how excited you were when the package came in. You had barrelled into the bedroom in a squealing frenzy, and had it not been for his spider senses listening out for you, he would have jumped from the way you threw the door open.
Even though it was another line of products that would fill up the bathroom cabinets, your giddiness rubbed off on him, so he was ready to see results.
โBaby, come on! Iโm ready!โ
Miguel quickly huddled up everything from the counter and made his way to the bathroom.
He walked in to see you standing next to the sink, birthday suit on and your hands reaching up to push your hair from your forehead.
Heaven-sent were the first words that came to mind. Here you were, standing in the steam of the bathroom just for his eyes. He couldnโt help but linger in the doorway, heart skipping a beat at the sight of you.
You turned to look back at him, mirth in your eyes, โMig, come on, the waterโs running.โ
He didnโt even comprehend the sound of the water hitting the tiles, he was so zoned in on you.
โIโm coming, I was justโฆadmiring you,โ he replies, moving to prepare for the shower.
โThereโs no way youโre eyeing me up right now. I look a little crazy,โ you say, turning back towards the mirror.
โQuerida, you could be rocking a spiked mohawk right now, and I would still have the same reaction. Youโre beautiful no matter how your hair looks.โ
You bit your lip, heart fluttering at his words. If you didnโt have to get ready for your hair appointment tomorrow, youโd stop everything then and there to love on your boyfriend.
For now, you settled on helping him out of his clothes, a smile growing on your face. You pulled his shirt up as far as you could reach, then let your hands roam over his chest, watching the goosebumps that followed behind. You kept your fingers walking down to the waistband of his pants, lightly scratching at his happy trail.
His stomach twitched in response to your touch, hands itching to pull you closer.
You placed your hands at his sides, gripping the waistband of his sweatpants and underwear, slowly tugging at the bands. You stepped forward to get a better leverage, breasts pressing against his torso.
His breaths were coming out in short beats, not wanting to disrupt the spell that you put him under. He looked down at the closing space between you allโs bodies because if he looked up at your eyes, heโd stop everything and take you right there against the counter.
But the shower. He was supposed to make it to the shower. Which was in an area by itself. In the next room. With your hands roaming everywhere, he wasnโt even sure if he could even make it past the toilet.
His eyes fluttered closed as you slid your hands back up his thighs, a deep breath building in his lungs. Like this, he was really able to tune in on both the heat of your body against his and the lingering touch of your hands. Hyper-focused on you and you alone.
Then he heard a loud slap.
His eyes bucked back open, body rigid as the sting came back in waves on the side of his ass.
โCome on, weโve got heads to scrub!โ you said, voice as clear as ever.
He watched you twirl towards the shower, his mind muddled from your switch to playfulness. Had he read that all wrong?
He looked down and sighed at the sight of his dick, half-hard at what could have been.
All he could do was stagger out of the clothes that pooled at his ankles, grab the hair products, and waddle to the shower.
You were already halfway under the spray of the shower head, head leaning back, waiting for the water to completely soak through the layers of your hair.
Miguel came up next to you and detached the shower head, bringing it closer to your scalp, careful not to get water in your ears.
โSo first, we have to use the scalp scrub shampoo,โ you say, grabbing one of the taller bottles and unscrewing it. โJust take this in your hands first, lather it, and work it into my scalp.โ
You pull his left hand forward and squeeze some of the liquid in his palm.
โIs this enough?โ he asked, noticing the little amount you put in his hand.
โYep! A little can go a long way, baby,โ you say, turning around to him, trying to determine how you would reach the top of his head.
Oh, how Miguel was so well acquainted with that phrase. Especially after this cat-and-mouse game youโve been playing with him all day.
You faced him as he placed his fingers on your scalp, beginning to move in circles, spreading the shampoo in several sections.
โYou can add a little pressure. I can take it,โ you mumble out, almost low enough for Miguel to miss it.
So he does. He starts to scratch at your scalp, remembering that this is an important step. For your hair of course, not his plan.
โUgh, that feels so nice,โ you sigh, trying not to sway under him. โI should have had you do this sooner.โ
Miguel thought so too. Here you are, head leaned back, eyes closed, and completely oblivious to his inner turmoil. He kept scratching at your scalp, your head nodding along with the motions.
โCan you scratch over here, please?โ you ask, pointing at the right side of your head, eyes squeezed tight to not let any soap fall in them. Even after all of your teasing, you were still so cute in this moment. When Miguel complied, you showed your gratitude by groaning out a quick thank you. With a long sigh, you placed your hands in front of his chest, fingers balled up in loose fists.
โDoes it feel good?โ Miguel knew the answer, but he had to play along. โYou want me to move anywhere else?โ
โYeah, could you just-โ you leaned your head over, mindlessly guiding Miguelโs hands. โRight there, baby.โ
You brought your hands up to grip at his wrists, needing something to hold onto. Miguel felt insane.
To curb the feeling, he quickly leaned down and kissed your forehead. His head was overloaded with the sound of your voice and he had to keep himself composed.
You looked up at him, eyes big and wide at his affection. He kept making you feel warm doing such mundane things. You purse your lips, silently begging for more.
Miguel brought his soapy hands to the water to quickly rinse them off, then placed them on your cheeks and leaned down again to kiss your lips.
One. Two. Three pecks and you were giggling.
Four. Five. Six pecks and you were on your tiptoes, arms crossed behind his neck.
Seven. Eight. Nine pecks and you were turning your head, opening your mouth for more.
Ten. Eleven. Twelve kisses and you were in his arms, feet off the ground, biting at his bottom lip.
By the thirteenth kiss, you were pulling your head back, staring into his eyes, grabbing at his nape.
โWe still have to wash the shampoo out,โ you say, watching as his eyes linger on your lips.
โWe can do that,โ he mumbles, still holding you close.
โAre you gonna put me down?โ you ask, tone a little cheeky.
He snaps his eyes up at yours, eyebrow raised. โAre you gonna finish what you started?โ He started to move one of his palms down your back, taking a thigh to pull around his waist, and placing his mouth on your jaw.
โNuh uh, OโHara,โ you chide, pushing against his chest and wiggling to get him to remove his embrace. The water smacks against the tiles as you jump down, one calf still in Miguelโs hand.
โOโHara?โ Miguel scoffed, playfully pulling at you again and tickling your side. โIโm not sure who that is, but maybe you forgot how to say baby, mi vida.โ
You laughed at him, finally calling out his bluff, โNo, because my baby said he would help me wash my hair, and right now heโs being bad and trying to distract me. So, until you finish, itโs OโHara.โ You folded your arms and tilted your head to the side, daring Miguel to counter your words.
He dropped your leg and muttered out a gruff โfineโ with his lips downturned. Two could play at this game and if he wanted to distract you, he just had to turn up the heat.
He grabbed for the shower head and started to rinse the thick shampoo from your hair, carefully weaving through the locks.
โWhen do we detangle it?โ
You started to smile again, happy at his verb usage. He really does listen to you when you talk about your hair.
โWhen we put on the conditioner, but you can start a little now while the waterโs running on it. Need the brush?โ
โNo, Iโll just use my fingers for a little bit.โ
You turned your face back to him, shocked that he remembered another technique.
โYouโre gonna finger detangle, ba- I mean, OโHara?โ
โYes I am, corazรณn. Why are you looking at me like that? Iโm a great boyfriend that knows what his girl needs.โ
You squint your eyes, wary at his words. โUh huh, I bet you do. If you know so much, whatโs next?โ
โWe shampoo again. Rinse. Then itโs conditioner and detangling, just like you said.โ
You hummed, internally ecstatic that he actually did know the answer. โAnother point for you,โ you say, turning back around as Miguel places the shower head back on the hook.
Miguel smirked. He listened to you, he really did, but he also made sure to watch over 20 videos about washing coily hair while you were sleeping. You didnโt have to know that though.
His high was short-lived when you bent over to grab the next shampoo. He grabbed at your hips, watching as the swell of your ass aligned against his front. He pushed his head back and breathed in deep. How unfair.
You leaned back up slowly, turning the bottle around trying to fish for any specific directions.
โThis one is a hydrating shampoo. It says you can just put it on my hair and just work it through.โ
Miguel repeated the same shampooing process, although this time with less scalp scratching and more scalp massaging. You were once again in bliss at his ministrations, like a cat who couldnโt stop purring.
โOโHara, you really have a way with your hands. Super relaxing,โ you say with snickers underlining your voice.
Miguel just reached for the shower head, ready to rinse for the second time. โThis guy sounds like a real catch. Too bad he isnโt here.โ
You just laugh at how sulky he sounded, ready to grab the conditioner.
โWell, is there a Mr. OโHara here? I kind of need him for this last step.โ
Miguel stopped in his tracks.
You really didnโt understand how much he wanted to make you his wife. In fact, he started planning the proposal to a T after a year of you all being together. He started to dream about a future with you after the first couple of dates, despite how often he had to tell himself to slow down. It was terrifying yet thrilling how much you left an impression on his life.
Mr. and Mrs. OโHara.
Mr. OโHara.
Mrs. OโHara.
Miguel bent his head in your neck and wrapped his arms around your waist, face burning from his running thoughts.
โY-you canโt use that against me. You know how I get,โ he said petulantly, voice softened in the juncture of your neck, drowned out by the pouring water.
โAnd how do you get, baby?โ you ask, reaching over to run your fingers through his damp hair. You tugged lightly at the root causing Miguel to hug you tighter and groan against your neck.
As hot as the water was, the heat of your body against his left him burning. The angle was weird so he couldnโt exactly rub up against you, but he could kiss along the surface of your shoulders.
He started to slowly press kisses down your neck, moaning as you tilted your head to give him more space. He stopped to linger at the top of your shoulder, taking in a small amount of skin. After he was happy at the mark he left, he opened his mouth a little wider, canines grazing against your skin.
You reach to pull his head back up, resting his jaw on your shoulder.
โFocus, Mr. OโHara, itโs only one more step.โ You say these words lowly right next to his ear, pressing your lips on his tragus then pushing his head up to kiss against his jaw.
When Miguel stood up fully, you could see the dazed look in his eyes. Staring closer, you noticed they were a little dewey.
You had to bring him back down to Earth. You couldnโt have him lost in this steam.
โHey, baby look at me,โ you even your tone and angle his face towards yours. โAre you alright? Do we need to sit down?โ
You wait for his eyes to find yours, searching for discomfort.
โNo, I'm fine. Iโm ok, sorry,โ he says, leaning into one of your hands, wrapping his hand around it for extra support.
โPositive? I know the water is really hot so if you need to step out and cool down, then thatโs fine. Iโll help you settle down then come back and finish up by myself,โ you say, adamant in your words.
โNo! No, no. Iโm really ok. Iโm so cool and calm right now that itโs crazy,โ he replies, frantic at the thought of leaving you in the shower. โHand me the conditioner.โ
You look at him again, tickled at the change in condition. All you could do was sigh, twist the cap off of the conditioner, and pull the inner lid off.
He dabbed two fingers on top of the cream, scooping a small amount off of the top. โA little goes a long way, right?โ
โA little does go a long way.โ
โCan you turn around, please?โ
You comply, placing the conditioner in a corner.
โIf you need it to lather a bit more, just add a little water,โ you remind him.
He began to work the conditioner through, going from the root to the ends. The results were quick and he could see your curls begin to sprout. He started to thoroughly pull his fingers through, working out any leftover tangles. He got to a bigger knot and held the section of hair in one hand, and carefully combed through the knot with the other.
You were feeling peaceful until it dawned on you: you never gave him a comb or a brush to work with.
โHold on, baby what are you using to take the knots out with? Do you have a comb?โ
Miguel placed one of his hands in your face and pushed his talons out, like a cat showing its claws off when you press the center of its paw.
You panic, remembering that they can tear through people and metal, โUm. I donโt think using these bad boys on my hair is the right way to go.โ
โTranquila, mi amor, I got it. Iโm using the dull side, see?โ
He put a tuft of hair in front of your eyes and showed the process of him detangling while talon-less, then working out the final tough knot with the side of the talon, turning his hand sideways to avoid cutting your curls.
As a result, the section was completely detangled, allowing him to run his fingers straight through the thick strands, and the curls springing back up once he was finished. Plus, from what you could tell, there was no breakage.
Color you impressed because Miguel was pulling out all of the stops today.
โAlright, just. Be careful.โ
โAlways.โ
โIf you jack up my hair, Lyla will have to place Jess in charge permanently.โ
โWouldnโt have it any other way.โ
You stand, arms placed under your chest, waiting for Miguel to finish. Subconsciously listening to the pattern of his breaths and the sound of his talon going through your hair.
โOk, thatโs it. Do you want to wash my hair while this sits?โ
Such a smart boyfriend.
โYeah just let me go ahead and finish this shower while you get your hair wet.โ
Miguel stepped back to get under the overhead shower head, letting the water fall on him like rain, watching you as you began to lather body wash on your net sponge.
You were scrubbing away at your skin getting into every crevice, peach fragrance filling the air.
He wanted to reach out and touch you, but look where thatโs gotten him so far. Almost kicked out of the bathroom.
You were just as stubborn as he was, no, resolute.
He admired it, especially when you gracefully brought him down from clouds that were his own fantasies.
Focusing back on you, he stared openly as you folded your body in half to reach your ankles causing everything to be on display.
A normal person would put their foot on the ledge to reach below. You were definitely fucking with him.
He watched as you pulled the net sponge across your body, leaning up as the languid movements of your hands pulled the net side to side.
He was glad that the water drowned out his harsh breathing.
You finished off your shower, working the detached shower head over the soap, clearing up your skin.
You brought the shower head lower, making sure that there was no bubble left behind.
When you held your ass to help the water pass all the way down the back of your body, Miguel jumped to hold the base of his cock, softly groaning at the picture you were painting.
He lifted his face up and pushed his hair back, in hopes that the stream could help him clear his mind. But, the water was hot, all it did was make him lightheaded at the thought of you.
โMiguel? Come over here so I can wash you too.โ
Miguel tottered over, looking down at your body, shining after all your thorough work. You were placing soap on a pair of exfoliating gloves you had bought for him, lathering them together once you were satisfied with the amount of soap.
You got to work on his body, starting at the shoulders and moving in circular motions.
Miguel stared in silence, hoping you would put an end to this charade. But you continue to be meticulous, covering every inch of his upper body. Lifting his arms when you wanted to. Moving him around when you wanted to.
In this moment, he felt like a ragdoll, letting you do whatever you pleased.
You squatted down to do his lower body, eyes laser focused, not missing a spot.
All Miguel could focus on was your face so close to his dick that was twitching in anticipation. You just ignored it and continued to rub the rest of him down. Miguel wanted to cry.
You were touching everywhere, slowing down on his inner thighs and ass causing his knees to shake.
You held him steady by gripping the back of his thighs and finally looked up at him, acknowledging his presence.
Your eyes traced him all the way down to the gift that was in front of you. You parted your lips and let your tongue brush against the tip, watching as spurts of pre-cum escaped. You couldnโt have that. You leaned forward a little more, taking the head in completely, and allowed yourself a few more licks and a suck before you let go with a pop, watching the thin trail of spit grow as you leaned back.
Miguel whined in frustration, a cloud of desire fading so quickly.
โAmor, why did you-โ
You quickly jumped up and rested against him, arms wrapped around his waist and hands lightly groping his butt.
โI didnโt even wash your hair yet, silly,โ you quip, chin nuzzling against his sternum. โNow, go rinse off and sit on the bench so I can reach your hair.โ
Forget wanting to cry, Miguel might actually do it.
He was so, so hard.
After the soap was gone he trudged to the bench, glancing over at you washing the conditioner out of your hair.
โI could have washed it out for you,โ he protests, half bothered by his situation and half annoyed that he let it blindside him from the main point of this shower.
โItโs ok, baby. You really helped me out a lot today and Iโm thankful. Iโm also making sure you donโt drop to the floor right now, so hold on for me,โ you reply earnestly, chuckling at the look of frustration slapped across Miguelโs face.
You bring over the hydrating scrub, some conditioner, and the shower head, and stand in between his legs, ready to start.
Miguel looked up at you like you hung the stars in the sky, undeniably in love and unbelievably aroused.
You started to unscrew the scrub, making sure to part his hair down the middle.
โYouโre using your products on me?โ he asked, confused at your actions.
โJust the shampoo. I donโt think this conditioner will do you any good, but for the most part, the line is pretty inclusive. Ainโt that neat?โ
โMm-hm,โ he responded, cheeks squished against your chest, arms wrapped around your thighs.
โLook forward, for me, baby,โ you say, starting to spread the shampoo on his scalp.
He just hummed and groaned in the safety of your torso, while you scratched at his scalp and pulled the shampoo to his ends. He started to kiss and nibble at any skin he could get his mouth on. His grip was getting tighter and he felt a stutter in your breaths.
โLean back so I can rinse this out.โ
He placed his chin on your stomach again, eyes full of hearts.
โIโm almost finished, I just need to put your conditioner on.โ
Miguel hummed once more as you placed the conditioner at his ends first, then scrunched his hair up, careful not to mess with his scalp. Mindful of his wavy, curly hair texture like he was for yours.
His wine eyes kept staring at you, as if you were the 8th wonder of the world. You felt heat in your face, an accumulation of the almost boiling water and Miguelโs full attention.
He was simply grinning, face wet and tinted from the water.
โYouโre so cute,โ you say, rinsing out the last of the product.
โOnly with you,โ he replies, still trying to make you look into his eyes. โCan you come closer?โ
You set the shower head down and run your hands through his strands, โI feel like Iโm already as close as it gets.โ
โNot really,โ he said, swiftly sitting you on his lap like you weighed nothing. โYou could always be closer to me, cariรฑo. I can think of many ways to make that happen.โ
You finally allow yourself to indulge in his shenanigans. Leaning your forehead on his, you open your mouth to say, โIs that why you were so adamant about getting in the shower? To get as close to me as possible?โ
He looked from your eyes to your mouth, โNo?โ
You bring your hands from his hair to his neck, โYou know you canโt lie. In fact, youโre like, really bad at it.โ
โFine. It was partially because of that. How did you know?โ
โLike I said, you canโt lie and neither can your face. Youโve been pouting ever since I let you scratch my head and especially when I wanted to wash my hair in the sink.โ
โAm I that easy to read?โ
โKind of,โ you say, a laugh twinkling off your lips. โI can always tell when you want me.โ
โYeah? And what am I telling you right now?โ He starts to move your hips, placing his erection right under you, grinding your lips against him.
You close your eyes, a flame beginning to blossom within you, โI guess that you need, fuck, you need me.โ Your clit was throbbing against his length as he dragged your body back and forth.
โI do, bebรฉ, I do,โ Miguel was moaning loudly, melting at the feeling of your pussy finally warming him up. He moved his lips to yours, desperately trying to have more of you, gripping your hips even harder.
โBaby, s-slow down,โ you say in the midst of his kisses, trying to put your feet on the bench next to him to gain some sort of stability. You knew he was pent up, but he was moving so frantically, you were scared he might slip off.
โTe necesito. Please, just-โ Miguel cut himself off with a groan in your neck, grinding your slit along himself faster. He started to kiss down your chest, finally getting to your breasts, and gliding his tongue along the wet skin. He took a nipple into his mouth, allowing himself to suck.
The flame from before was starting to grow, โMiggy if you keep going, Iโm gonna cum.โ He was just starting and you already felt everything coming to an end.
How were you so close, yet he was the one who was riled up?
โMiguel, Iโm-โ you hold on harder to his neck, eyebrows furrowed.
โUh huh. Cโmon, give it to me,โ he encouraged, staring at you, eyes cloudy.
You break above him, a scream crawling from your throat, hips stuttering in his hold, and liquid leaking onto the floor.
โOh my god,โ your mind was hazy, reveling from how quick you came, but mostly at how needy Miguel looked.
โWas it good?โ he asked, hugging your body as he switched angles, dragging his body closer to the edge of the bench, letting your feet fall to the floor. His voice was whiny, desperate, wanton. โWas I good for you? Did you feel good?โ
You brought your mouth to his temple, movements shaky and heart still thumping, โYou were so good for me, baby. So good.โ
He sighed, breath leaving his lungs as if what you told him was a matter of life and death.
โThen use me,โ he leaned back, hands pressed against the seat. โUse me, however you please.โ
You stared at him, a little stunned but fully immersed. When you brought your hand to his chest, you could feel how fast his heart was moving. You brought your mouth to his once more, a thumb on his chin pushing so that lips could part. You kissed him deep, making sure to direct his focus there while you placed your knees on the bench.
Sitting just above him, you guided your sex to his, allowing his tip to barely kiss you. You wanted him, yearned for him inside of you, but not yet.
You slid his tip past your slit, only edging it in partially, then rubbed your pussy up and down the head, allowing yourself to open up.
Miguel moaned into your mouth, hands curling into fists as he felt your walls close around the top of him. He started to move in tiny thrusts matching your rhythm.
โNuh uh, baby, itโs just me right now, remember?โ You break your kiss to reprimand him, bringing your hand from his chin to his stomach, and stopping all movement.
Miguel could only cry out and nod, upset at the loss of your body devouring his own, โIโm sorry, Iโm sorry, keep going. Iโll be still, cariรฑo, please.โ
โGood. There he is, my sweet baby,โ you say, voice a prime example at how much Miguel begging for you was affecting you.
You start back, ass moving with a bit more force. You lean to press a long kiss against his neck, losing yourself in the sound of him barely inside of you, his groans a lovely melody filling up the room.
โYou feel amazing, Miguel. So big, and youโre only giving me so little,โ you pant in his ear, knees starting to hurt from how hard the tiles were.
โItโs all for you. Just for you,โ he gasped, twitching when the sounds of your juices got even louder at your constant movement. โMi amor, please, can I hold you?โ
โAlways, baby.โ
Internally you chuckled, you never told him he couldnโt touch you, you just followed his plea to use him like a toy. He was so pussy drunk, he forgot the parameters he set for himself.
He wrapped his biceps around you, your arms folding behind your back in the process, but that didnโt stop you from riding out the high that was another orgasm.
โThatโs right, keep going. รsame, take what you need,โ he requested. He was itching to dive deeper into you, not wanting your pleasure to end.
You threw your head back and whined high with Miguelโs name on your tongue, gushing out your release for a second time.
โFuck.โ Miguel was still holding onto you, legs taut in their position. He swerved your pussy across his length, listening at how wet you were.
You laid your head on the tile above Miguel, relieved with its slight coolness and trying to slow down your rapid heartbeat. Your hips kept bucking as an aftereffect.
You didnโt get that much of a cool down before Miguel was at it again, finally sliding his dick in until he bottomed out.
The two of you let out long moans in unison, a harmony that wasnโt unfamiliar to your apartment.
In this position, your face was back in front if Miguelโs, eyes watery from the sensation of him filling you up.
โYouโre perfect, you feel perfect,โ Miguel cradled you, trying to get as comfortable as he could, despite the impossible position he put himself in.
Lifting his hips off of the bench, he held himself up by his back pressed against the tiles.
Before you could even ask him if you all should move to the floor, he knocked the wind out of you, holding you up as he slammed into you.
โMiguel!โ you shout, clamoring for anything to grab onto after the impact had you knocking forward.
โI got you, I promise. Wonโt let you fall,โ he heaved out, words spilling out as fast as his hips were snapping.
All you could do was mutter out words incoherently, the sound of his hips slapping against your ass reverberating off of the walls. Your eyes finally let go of the tears they were holding, overwhelmed by your state of being.
โWhatโs that, mi amor?โ Miguel cooed at you, licking off one of your tears and kissing your cheek. โCan you feel me? Is it too much?โ
โI, ngh, I,โ you could barely get your words out, your brain turning into mush after each thrust. Miguel kept going, humming as he spread kisses around your face.
โYou gotta answer me, baby. I need to know,โ he whispered.
โIโm trying,โ you respond, voice cracking from overuse. You were still peeved at his composure. โI thought you said, oh my god, you said you didnโt want to hurt your back.โ
Miguel just pursed his lips, eyes clearing up for just a second, โI didnโt. And Iโm not going to, super-healing, remember?โ
โThatโs-โ your sentence was cut off by Miguel hiking you up and smacking you back down in time with one of his thrusts.
โShit! Do that again,โ you sob, thoughts coming to a stop.
โYeah?โ Miguel tried his best to keep his eyes on you, but you were squeezing so tight around him that his eyes kept rolling.
โYes, Miggy. Right there, that spot. Itโs so,โ you were drooling at this point. โItโs so much.โ
Miguel kept it up, glad to be hearing those words, proud of himself for igniting you.
You held your head down, body wound tight, โI think Iโm gonna cum. Iโm close.โ
โAgain?โ Miguel asked, heart fluttering at you falling apart on his dick.
โYes, baby. Donโt stop,โ you say, voice wavering.
Right as you felt your body beginning to let go, Miguel halted and sat back on the bench.
โNo, no, no. Why did you-โ You were cut off by Miguel grabbing you and placing you on your shoulders, pussy in his face.
He opened his mouth and pushed his tongue in where his cock once was swirling in and out, sucking at your folds. He starts to hum as if you've fed him his last meal, causing your orgasm to come in waves.
โOh!โ you shout, thighs quivering around his head, one hand gathering a fist of hair and the other pawing at the wall. Miguel was lapping everything up, holding you so that you couldnโt even think of falling.
โOk, ok,โ you say, mewling as he kept you in place while your hips shook. โSโtoo much.โ He finally letโs go, placing you back in his lap.
โDid I do good?โ he asks, chest rising and falling rapidly now that he catered to you. His face was a mess, evidence of you all down his neck.
You kissed his nose, giggling at his need for praise, โYes, baby. You did amazing. Fantastic. Perfecto.โ
He was practically vibrating with joy, kneading at your thighs.
โBut Miggy, thereโs still a problem,โ you say, holding his face with both hands. โYou still didnโt cum yet.โ
You watched his face flit through several phases: ecstatic, worried, then hungry.
โCan I keep going?โ he asks, hands starting to roam again.
You simply nod and try to prepare yourself for him moving you around again.
He sinks back in slowly, careful of your sensitive body. You try your best to move, hips working in circles, hands holding onto his thighs. You couldn't help but to squeeze onto him, despite how tired you were.
โYou look so pretty,โ Miguel mumbled.
โBet I would look prettier if you finished. Inside.โ
That fired him up even more. He started to help you to bounce up and down his length, teeth gritted. You held your head back, eyes scrunched at the feeling of him inside again.
Then he started to whimper, a telltale sign that he was close.
โCan you say it again, please?โ he said, moving to stand with you in his arms.
โSay what?โ you ask, exhausted yet in awe that he still had so much energy. โThat I want you to cum inside? Fill me up?โ
You could feel him twitch inside of you, mind hazy at the thought.
โShockingly, no. My name. Porfa, mi vida. I need to hear it.โ He was still holding you as he pounded away, eyes never leaving yours.
Youโve been saying his name the whole time, so surely that canโt be it. Then, it dawned on you.
โLet go, Mr. OโHara,โ you say, mouth right next to his.
And so he did. He bent over, hands gripping your sides as he snapped his hips frantically, groaning into your mouth as he kissed you hard. You could feel him seeping inside you, hot liquid filling you up.
You clutch at his shoulders, feeling your hold slipping from how wet his skin was from the shower and the heat. You cry out again, body sore from all of fun and sensitive from overstimulation.
Miguel finally let up for what felt like hours, standing up straight and pulling you off his dick. He hissed at the feeling, angling your body parallel to his so that everything could fall to the shower floor.
You lay your head on his shoulder tiredly, grateful that he was still carrying you.
โThatโs going to mess up the drain. You should have just let it stay in me until it took,โ you mumble into his shoulder, hearing his breath hitch at your words. โOr until I got to the toilet or something.โ
He brought you both back to the bench, โYou're on the pill so stop teasing me about that.โ
โBut that doesnโt mean that you canโt live out your breed-โ
โYeah, yeah. I got it, mi amor,โ he says, pecking your lips to stop you from continuing. โNow let's clean you up. Again.โ
He reaches for the shower head and checks the temperature. Humming, he aims the spray at your lower area.
You jump and yelp, โThatโs so fucking cold!โ
โBรฉbe, itโs literally warm. I just checked!โ
No wonder he was about to die in the steam, โYou know how hot I like my showers, and thatโs ice cold right now.โ
โWell Iโm sorry itโs not burning, but we have to clean you up,โ he said, trying to console you. โIโll warm you up later.โ
You look at him and thereโs this playful look on his face. โNo,โ you say, just the thought of doing this again making you sleepy.
You eye his body up and down. โMaybe later.โ
He just chuckled and finished up.
An hour later, the two of you are dry, blow dried, and comfortably laid out across the couch with baking competition shows queued up on the TV.
You look up at Miguel from your position on his chest, cheesing from ear to ear.
He feels you staring at him and looks down, eyes warm. โWhat?โ he asks, watching your face light up.
โNothing. I just love you,โ you say, unable to look away.
He kisses you, heart keeping a steady beat, โI love you too.โ
I hope you enjoyed reading! ๐ฉต๐ฉต
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(And did anyone catch my Beyoncรฉ Cรฉcred refs?? I have no idea how brand names work with fics so I just stuck to nameless descriptions๐ญ)
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HEARTBREAK SYNDROME.
episode thirteen :: RIBBONS & TEA.
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girlfriend of the enemy pt. 2 | charles leclerc
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part 1 | part 3
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Charles never responded to your text, leaving you wondering just what he meant. Lying alone in bed, you run through every interaction youโd had with Charles, slowly piecing together piece by piece until a revelation knocks the air from your lungs.ย
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2018. The first time youโd met Charles Leclerc. Youโd heard stories from Max about the infamous man, an old rival and a new friend of your boyfriends. Heโd finally be given the chance to move up to F1, joining Sauber alongside Ericsson.ย
Youโd wandered off from Max, leaving him with a soft kiss on the cheek and a squeeze of his hand as you went for a walk alongside the garages. Not looking where you were going, you walked straight into a sturdy body, a hand wrapping around your waist to prevent you from falling.ย
Looking up in shock to apologise to the person youโd just slammed into, you couldnโt help but freeze at the eyes staring back at you. Molten gold surrounded by sea foam green.ย
Still young and clean shaven, you couldnโt deny Charles Leclerc was objectively gorgeous.ย
You apologised profusely, Charles brushing every sorry away as he made sure you were steady on your feet before slowly removing his hand from around your waist. Heโd asked if you were a journalist or a technician for one of the teams, lips turned upwards in what you now recognise as a flirty smirk.
Before you had a chance to reply, Max appeared behind the two of you, lips pressing a quick kiss to your temple as he welcomed Charles to the paddock. Feeling his eyes roam over the two of you, green as fresh cut lime and just as bittersweet as they linger on Maxโs hand that had replaced his on your waist, he responds jovially to Max.ย
Max introduced you as a real estate agent and then his girlfriend, something you appreciated as he knew you didnโt like when people only saw you as an extension of him.ย
You watched as Charlesโ demeanour changed, slight enough that only someone who was paying close attention to him would notice. He greeted you politely, the smirk gone and replaced by a smile more suited to a first time meeting with his friendโs girlfriend.ย
His race engineer soon called him away, the three of you exchanging goodbyes as Max directed you back to his garage. Unable to resist, you look back over your shoulder, only to find Charles already looking back.ย
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y/nstagram yeehaw ! ๐ค lovely to be down in texas with the bull boys ๐
maxverstappen1 even when i cant see your face, youโre still gorgeous x โณ y/nstagram you like me so much its embarrassing xx โณ maxverstappen1 yโall see how my girlfriend treats me?? โณ fan yes humble him queen x โฅ๏ธ y/nstagram
redbullracing lovely to have you with us y/n! โฅ๏ธ y/nstagram
danielricciardo save a horse ride a cowboy โณ y/nstagram ??!! โณ danielricciardo I MEANT MAX!!! I MENATย MAX!!! โณ maxverstappen1 you fucking better had โณ fan literal pr nightmare โณ redbullracing tell us about it!
charles_leclerc yeehaw! ๐ค โณ y/nstagram see he gets it! Welcome to the paddock charles! ๐ฅณ no inchidents you hear me ๐คจ๐ซต โณ charles_leclerc i am never living that downโฆ โณ maxverstappen1 not if i can help it!
fan but can she ride? โณ maxverstappen1 very well โณ y/nstagram redbullracing can someone take away his social media privileges โณ redbullracing we triedโฆ he bit the social media internย โณ fan max was totally the child who bit anklesย โณ maxverstappen1 defamation??? โณ y/nstagram true thoughย
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2020. It was the first gala of the year and you and Max were inseparable. His hand clasped your slightly clammy one, thumb rubbing soothing circles on the back of your hand as a way to calm your nerves. He knew you like the back of his hand and was well aware of how much you hated these large galas, people clambering for the attention of the rising rookie, often disregarding you with a simple greeting before you faded into the shadow of future world champion Max Verstappen.ย
You squeezed his hand once as you pulled yourself away from the group of people surrounding your boyfriend, slipping away to find the bar. As you plopped yourself down into the stool by the counter, you noticed you were not alone. A lone body sat beside you, hand tracing the rim of his whiskey glass. Looking up, you found yourself once again staring at Charles Leclerc.ย
Over the 2 years since heโd joined the paddock, youโd only ever spoken in passing, normally accompanied by Max who kept the conversation flowing. Charles was nothing if not amicable, often engaging you in funny stories about their karting times, correcting any biased stories Max had told you.ย
Those once bright eyes now seemed dull, worn down by the start of his 2020 season. Youโd seen interviews of how proud he was to join Ferrari, wearing the red jersey with pride. But following incident after incident, whenever you passed him in the paddock, he looked more and more desolate.ย
The two of you stared at each other before you glanced away, noting his empty glass. Calling over the bartender, you order a Mojito and another whiskey. Charles thanks you with a smile, tapping his fingers against the countertop as his glass is replaced with a full one.ย
Not wanting to sit in silence, you ask how heโs feeling. The response is a shrug of his shoulders and a sip of his drink. Not good then. You raise your glass, tinking the edge of it against his before taking a quick drink.ย
Roaming your eyes across the crowd just past Charlesโ head, you take note of Daniel and Max lining up shots for the 2019 rookies. You laugh at Landoโs wide eyes and Maxโs wink as he catches your eyes across the bar, catching Charlesโ attention. He follows your line of sight, joining in with the laughter as George full body shudders at the first shot of what was probably tequila.ย
The naivety of the 2019 rookies to trust your boyfriend and his best friend with alcohol breaks the last of the icy barrier between you and Charles, the two of you engaging in a genial conversation around the younger men. Charles recalls his own poor decision of letting Daniil and Daniel guide him to the bar during the 2018 gala, the story missing chunks as in his own words, his memory from that night was totally fucked.ย
The conversation flows nicely between the two of you after that, topic after topic being nicely segued by the drinks repeatedly replaced in front of you. You learnt about his family, childhood pets, his racing dreams. In return you told him about your family, how you and Max met, and your blossoming career.ย
Sebastian soon approaches the two of you, slinging an arm around yours and Charlesโ shoulders. He ruffles the younger man's hair, nudging you as Charles grumbles playfully, hand coming up to fix the chestnut mess. He mentions a new sponsor thatโs here, resting a hand on his chest jokingly as he apologises for pulling Charles away from your riveting conversation. You wave him off, waving goodbye to the two as they head off to hopefully secure more money for Ferrari.ย
Watching them go, you see Charles turn back, smile soft and warm as he sends one last wave your way. Someone replaces his spot next to you, hand reaching out to interlink with yours. The feel of familiar calluses under your palm brings you back to your boyfriend who was looking to see what had grabbed your attention.ย
An offhand comment about how he was sorry for being gone so long but he saw Seb at the bar and knew he would take care of you. The room was dark enough that you could understand how he could mistake the back of Charles for Sebastian, but for some reason you didnโt understand, you couldnโt bring yourself to correct the man.ย
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y/nstagram such a good time at the gala with my gorgeous boy ๐
maxverstappen1 gorgeous x โณ y/nstagram ๐๐ xx โณ redbullracing our it couple ๐ โณ alex_albon me and lily are crying in the corner thanks โณ y/nstagram the it couple is me and lily lbr xx โณ lilymhe iโm in love with youย โณ alex_albon i should have kept my mouth shutย
sebastianvettel Beautiful as always y/n x โณ y/nstagram thank you seb! Was good seeing you last night x
fan sheโs everything and heโs justโฆ thereย
fan no cheesy comment from max? ๐ โณ fan he literally called her gorgeous shut upย
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2021. Abu Dhabi. The year Max made history and ended Lewisโ world champion streak. It had been a difficult year for the two of you. Cancelled dates and a flat bought in Milton Keynes, sacrifices in your relationship made for this very moment. You could barely remember half of the race, too busy chewing the acrylic off your nails in stress. The engineers crowded him, hauling him onto their shoulders as champagne covered the entire garage. Youโd barely been able to reach out a hand to pat his leg before he was carried off to the podium.ย
Standing below, tears spilled down your cheeks at the sight. Your boyfriend, in his usual spot at the top of the podium, hands clasped eagerly around the World Championship trophy. The Red Bull team around you patted your shoulders comfortingly, some of them having to wipe away their own tears. He looks past the crowd, eyes passing yours briefly without much recognition. You blamed it on the adrenaline, knowing his mind was a hazy mess as the reality of what had happened dawned on him.ย
Following the podium, heโd been whisked away by his team, press conference and the media paddock waiting eagerly to meet the new champion. You sat patiently in hospitality, welcoming warm wishes from whoever passed you. Alex had come bundling over, throwing his arms around you in congratulations. Laughing loudly as he squeezed you tighter, you hugged the reserve driver close to you.ย
The wait was killing you, time dragging slower than ever. You decided to walk along to the media paddock to catch a glimpse of your boyfriend. There he stood, in all his glory. Journalists threw question after question at him, microphone cords stretched to their limit as they all vied for his attention. Heโd given his thanks, to the team, to his parents, to Christian himself. No mention of you. Again, you put it down to adrenaline, but something settled heavily in the base of your stomach.ย
You began to worry that you hadnโt done enough, despite going along with everything he had thrown your way this year. Agreeing to him moving to Milton Keynes for the year, flying across to him when you had some leave from work. The missed dates, declining phone calls and texts from his side. You never failed to miss a race, to congratulate him after every win and support him through every bad moment.ย
Brushing the sinking feeling off, you look across at the other drivers being interviewed. Most of the reporters were by your boyfriend's side, but some stragglers took this opportunity to catch the others as they made their way through the paddock.ย
Youโre startled as your eyes lock onto a pair staring back at you. Charles was mid interview, nodding along to whatever the journalist was saying. You smiled at him, mouthing your congratulations on getting into the points. He returned the smile, mouth hung lopsided as he responded to the question he was just asked.ย
A Red Bull employee calls out for you, letting you know Max was leaving. You nodded towards the Monageqsue as a goodbye, turning to follow the employee. Your back burned at the feeling of emerald eyes following you.ย
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y/nstagram my love, my light, my championโฆ forever proud of you for all you have and will continue to achieve. Drink it in, my dear, this is all for you โค๏ธ
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fan did no one else catch how he didnโt even hug her or anything? Like??? If i was him, sheโd be the first person i go to โณ fan i meanโฆ i think theyโre only together for PR rn โฆ heโs also moved to milton keynes whilst sheโs still in monaco, kinda dodgy โณ fan he probably moved for work, also lets not speculate on peoples relationships pls and thx xx
fan no max comment? In the trenches rnย โณ fan he liked though! โณ fan bare minimumย โณ fan dude he just won his first world championship heโs probably busy
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2022. The beginning of the end for you and Max. You suppose, looking back, the end had been looming long before then. Gone was the sweet, kind Max youโd fallen for, instead replaced by a beast. Win after win, pole after pole, championship after championship. His move to Milton Keynes became permanent, whilst you chose to stay in Monaco for your job. You still had Jimmy and Sassy to keep you company, a reminder of when life had been good.ย
Youโd bought the two bengals after youโd officially moved into Maxโs flat. Sassy had been a daddyโs girl but Jimmy was yours through and through. Following you everywhere you go, meowing constantly if he was ever forced to leave your side.ย
He was sitting beside you, one paw stretched out and resting against your leg when a text from Max came through. You already knew what it was going to say. Some excuse as to why he couldnโt make it back to Monaco between races. You sighed, reaching out to run your hand down the soft fur on Jimmyโs back. He purrs appreciatively, kneading gently against your skin.ย
Red Bull had sent you the tickets for the next Grand Prix and to be honest, you felt like skipping it altogether. It was midway through the season, and despite attending every race, it was like you didnโt even exist to Max.ย
Argument after argument continued, you tried to get across how horrible Max made you feel when he ignored you, him rebutting by saying you werenโt being supportive enough of him. Nights spent thousands of miles apart, phones silent on bedside tables and muffled cries from your end filling the solemn night.ย
You didnโt bother to reply to his latest excuse, instead grabbing your keys and heading out the front door, dropping a small kiss to Jimmy and Sassyโs heads. They had ran out of food, and without even having to look in your cabinets, you knew you had to.ย
The supermarket was a mere 10 minutes from your flat, the air warm and calm as you trailed down the pavement. The kind lady who ran the cafe on the corner greeted you warmly, pressing 2 kisses to your cheeks. You promise to come see her tomorrow, knowing she would have a latte and croissant waiting for you on your arrival.ย
Two aisles down in the supermarket and as you reach for the cereal on the top shelf, a hand pops out the corner of your eye and grabs a box too. You hear it drop into your cart, looking up to a now familiar face.ย
Charles smiles back at you gently, shopping basket in hand. The two of you didnโt speak, instead choosing to walk in comfortable silence around the rest of the store. Charles grabbed the oat milk you like, and you grabbed the cereal bars you saw him often chomping down on between qualifiers.ย
At the tills, he loads your shopping onto the belt for you, adding the three items he had got for himself behind. As you loaded the last few bits into the large shopping bags youโd brought along with you, the card reader behind you beeps. As you look behind, you see Charles pick up the receipt and chuck his three items into the tote bag over his shoulder.ย
You tried to argue that you could pay for yourself whilst thanking him at the same time, but Charles simply shrugged, walking out of the supermarket. You follow behind, loading the bags onto your arms as you bump the cart back into its spot with your hip. Charles watches you, a smirk on his face as you struggle to distribute the bags evenly enough to allow you to walk home.ย
Chuckling, he grabbed two of the bags, moving along to his car. You followed sheepishly, thanking him for the ride home as he loads the bags into the minimal space in the boot. Gratitude shrugged off once again, he held the door open for you to slide in.
He offered to bring the shopping up for you when you reached your apartment building but you gratefully declined, not wanting to take up any more of his time. Telling you to say hi to Jimmy and Sassy, he watched you walk into the front door, leaving only once he saw you enter the elevators.ย
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y/nstagram just a mum and her two (fur) babies ๐งก๐ฑ
fan !!!!! jimmy and sassy sighting!!!!!
fan which is which??? โณ y/nstagram jimmy in the second pic and sassy in the third!! <3 โณ fan theyโre so cute ๐ญ
francisca.c.gomes jimmy is SLUMPED โณ y/nstagram hasnโt left my side all day, itโs tiring work being a mummys boy ๐
charles_leclerc did you tell them i said hi????? โณ y/nstagram yes charles, i told them you said hi ๐ โณ charles_leclerc and what did they say? โณ y/nstagram this is so stupid โณ y/nstagram meow meow, meow meow meow, meowwwww - Jimmy and Sassy ๐ฑ๐ฑ โณ charles_leclerc my favourite kitties!!! I love you too ๐ โณ fan charles is such a silly lil guy
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fan not even a max likeโฆ on pics of his own CATS โฆ. I wanna cry โณ fan ngl i think youโre onto something there.ย
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2023. The year you had decided Max and well and truly fallen out of love with you. The two of you couldnโt go two minutes without an argument, hurtful words bouncing off the four walls of what used to be a happy home.ย
Two championships under his belt, and he was well on his way to a third. It wasnโt that he had changed entirely, the sweet Max you once knew was still there, he just seemed to hide away whenever the two of you were alone.ย
He would still dote on Jimmy and Sassy, would approach the lady who owns the cafe with a kind smile and warm words, would run off to padel to be with his friends, often posting instagram stories of him smiling and laughing with the same people he fought with week on and week off on the track.ย
Heโd finally decided to grace you with his presence, moving back to Monaco for a week between races as he was pretty much guaranteed the championship as long as he placed above 4th in the next 2 races, and knowing him, he would.ย
You had thought this would be a chance to connect, a way to work through your issues and bring back the man you know and love. However, he had walked through the front door, greeted the fussing cats and gone straight through to the bedroom. You stood in the kitchen, a homemade meal still simmering away on the stove.ย
The sound of the shower pulled you from your spiralling thoughts, plating up the meal so it was ready for Max when he had finished. Youโd nipped out that morning, especially to buy the ingredients for his favourite meal, sweating away in the kitchen as the private jet he owned flew from Milton Keynes to your home.ย
Max left the bathroom, walking into the kitchen. He was fully dressed once again, cologne pungent from when you stood nearly 10 feet away. He barely glanced over the meal, grabbing his keys and throwing a quick see you later over his shoulder.ย
As soon as the door shut, the dam inside you burst. Tears flowed uncontrollably down your cheeks, sobs choked and tore their way out of your throat, the sound primal and steeped in sorrow. Crouching down, you wrapped your arms around your bent knees, an almost upright fetal position. Jimmy and Sassy crowded you, confused purrs rumbling deep in their throats as they tried to nudge your head away from the home it had found between your knees.ย
You had no idea how long youโd stayed there, body rocking back and forth ever so slightly as a way to self soothe. By the time you lifted your head, the sky was a mottled mix of reds and oranges. You moved on auto pilot, scraping the now cold dinner into tupperware, slotting them into the fridge and grabbing the bottle of white wine youโd put in there earlier to chill.ย
A large glass sat beside you on the side table, body warm and safe under the blanket you had dragged from the back of the sofa. Scrolling through Twitter, you stopped for a moment as an F1 gossip page graced your screen. Youโd normally swipe right past them, knowing they were onto the burning embers of yours and Maxโs relationship, making up shocking titles to draw fans attention. This time, between the two of you, only Max was the headline.
You didnโt know what to think. Despite the growing tensions ontrack, the two men had always been friendly outside of the race cars. The tweet had gathered plenty of attention, already having nine thousand reposts and quote tweets. You pulled up your texts, hesitating as you hovered over Maxโs name. Heโd barely even glanced your way after 2 months apart, why should you worry about him now?ย
Pulling up the old text thread with Charles, you take a moment to try and think about what to say. Would he think you were trying to spy for Max? Or would he think you were just digging around for the drama? Mind wandering, you managed to type out the bare bones of a text before your phone chimed, Charles beating you to it.ย ย
You didnโt know why Charles was apologising. It wasnโt his fault your boyfriend fell out of love.ย
Digesting his message, you willed yourself to cry, to scream, to cuss Max out to the quiet walls of your home. But nothing came. Numb to the feeling and drained from your previous breakdown, you stared at the blank wall ahead. You knew you should leave Max, all you were doing was hurting yourself, but you couldnโt bring yourself to say the words that would leave you all alone.ย
Moving from the sofa to the door, you turned the deadbolt, sending Max a text to let him know to find somewhere else to stay that night. You were sure Lando or someone else would put him up.ย
Falling into bed, you caught yourself hoping heโd find solace in the arms of another girl so you could use the excuse as a reason to end the horrible situation. Scolding your cruel mind, you turned your phone off and placed it face down on the bedside table, calling up the two cats who settled down either side of you.ย
The ache in your chest kept you awake for a while, soon soothed as you remembered how Charles had defended you. How fucked up was it that the best friend of your boyfriend was the one who brought the first genuine smile in months to your face, his actions a calming balm across the festering cracks scattered across your heart.ย
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y/npriv don't know, don't care
carmenmmundt you ok babe? โณ y/npriv men... โณ carmenmmundt ah you saw the tweet โณ y/npriv yep... i'm chilling though, jim and sass are good company โณ carmenmmundt want one more? โณ y/npriv bring pastries pls and thank u x
francisca.c.gomes pierre chewed *** out in french after charles left, you should have seen his stupid face โณ y/npriv tell pierre i said cheers x โณ francisca.c.gomes he said thank you for giving a reason to shout at "fat head"
lilymhe can i come to the hangout ๐ฅบ โณ y/npriv ofc babygirl, the more the merrier x โณ lilyzneimer i'm coming too then!!!! โณ y/npriv ofc my lil sweetiepie ๐ฉท
flavy.barla unbothered. moisturised. in my lane. focused. โณ y/npriv don't think i didnt notice you omitting parts of the meme flavs โณ flavy.barla well i'm not a liar... also i'll be there in 2 hours, este's driving me up โณ y/npriv ugh a king x
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Dragging yourself back to the present, you pull in a shaky breath. Charles liked you. Charles had always liked you. And somewhere along the line, youโd ended up liking him too.
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oop a lil birthday gift for @lumidotexe ๐ค ๐ซต๐ผ
Been wantin to doodle up Ru, what better way if not for a birthday gift- very fun to draw hehe
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