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buckybarnes-1917 · 3 years ago

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SPENCER REID~ IMAGINE

Dad!Spencer; Husband!Spencer

Summary:

You walk in on Spencer playing dress up with your daughter.

Warnings:

None!

Contains:

Fluff!

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Getting off of work after a long day was always amazing, especially knowing what awaits you at home: your daughter and sometimes your husband, Spencer, if he wasn’t off working on a case for work.

You call Spence to let him know you were on the way home, something the two of you have made a habit after being married for 10 years and being best friends since the two of you met. He was your tutor in high school while he going on to get his PhD, crazy right? You married a man with an IQ of 187, something you were still mesmerized to this day.

After calling him twice and receiving no answer, you get worried. You knew Spence was off today and spent the day with your daughter, Rose Marie Reid. He normally is really good about answering his phone, even when he was busy at work, insisting that you and Rose Marie were more important than work and would always answer no matter what.

A grueling 20 minutes later of fast driving and lane swerving to get home, you finally reach your destination. You see the lights on in the house, as well as Spencer’s car in the driveway.

You get walk through the door and announce your arrival, but no response. Now you were definitely worried.

Rushing up to your daughter’s room, you hear Spence and Rose laughing loudly which instantly brings a smile to your face. Knowing they were okay, for one, made you happy but also hearing the sound of them laughing warmed your heart.

You peak your head into the room and see you husband crouching down to the 4 year old’s height while she applies makeup to his face. Not only is this a funny sight, but you see him in an old dress you used to wear that was stuffed into the back of your closet. He had to have really dug for that one, you thought.

“Daddy be still! You move too much!” Rose Marie cried out, causing Spencer to chuckle, frustrating her more.

“Well, if you didn’t keep stabbing my eyes I wouldn’t move!” he exclaimed back jokingly. Spencer had the widest grin on his face as he looked at his little girl in adoration.

To say you were lucky is to say the least.

You watched in on Spence and Rose for a few for minutes, laughing quietly to yourself when they would start to ‘argue’ over a plethora of things: him moving, her stabbing his eyes, him breathing too much and his breath ‘stinking’, and her taking forever with the makeup.

“Daddy if you move one more time, I will tell mommy that you weren’t playing princess with me like you promised,” Rose Marie spoke, a hand going on her hip in the process. Lord, did she have your attitude.

Spencer’s eyebrows lifted in confusion,”But I am playing? I don’t just wear dresses and makeups for anyone, you know.”

She gave him a mischievous smile before speaking,”I’ll still tell her on you. Mommy will get onto you,” after saying this she stuck her tongue out at him.

Now was your time to make you presence known, confused as to how it went this long, but nonetheless. “So you were going to tell on daddy for no reason?”

The other two Reids’ heads snapped to you, Spencer’s smile brightened as he noticed you were finally home. He missed you a lot today, even though he enjoyed his time ‘Father-Daughter’ bonding with Rose Marie, Spencer loved the three of you spending time together more than anything in the world-aside from his alone time with you of course. *insert Debbie Ryan meme*

“Mommy!” Rose screamed as she ran up to you. You bent down to her level and caught her as she ran into, throwing her arms around your neck, “I missed you so much today!” she pulled away from you and began speaking again,” Daddy and I had lots of fun though, he took me…”

As Rose was continuing on to you about her day with Spencer, he walked over to you and crouched down next to you, smiling over at you as he watched you listen to the daughter the two of you shared.

Spencer never thought his life could be as perfect as it was in this moment. He has all he could ever ask for, you and Rose. His perfect little family. Spencer reached his hand out to your back and began rubbing circles on it while Rose continued to babble, much like he did with his facts.

A small smile graced your lips as you felt Spencer’s hand on your back and you side-eyed him as Rose kept talking. You were struggling to hold back laughter as you looked at him, completely forgetting his face was covered in multiple different shades of makeup and wearing your dress. The things he’d do for Rose, you thought to yourself.

Later that night after the four year old was put to sleep, you were in the kitchen cleaning up from supper while Spence was upstairs struggling to get the makeup off.

“Hey, Y/N?” he questioned as he rounded the corner from the hallway. He had gotten majority of the makeup off, though you’d hope so after him being in the bathroom for 20 minutes with your makeup wipes.

You hummed in response, locking eyes with him as he got closer to you, his tall frame towering over you more and more as the distance between you two closed.

Spencer walked up and gave you a loving kiss on the lips, before pecking your lips three times and pulling away. The two of you smiling as you did so,

“How was your day, sweetheart?” Spencer asked as he wrapped his arms around your waist, looking down to you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck,”It was good, I had two court cases today and won both of them. I just wish I could’ve been home with you and Rosey. Help her get you all dolled up and what not.”

Spencer rolled his eyes, still smiling,” Haha. Laugh it up. You’re just mad that I looked amazing in your dress.” With that, he proceeded to take one of his hands ‘flip’ his hair back in a diva like fashion.

You both laughed, and talked for a few minutes longer before making your way to the bedroom. The two of you showered together that night, in a non sexual way, but still admired each other’s bodies. Both of you wondering how in the world y’all got so lucky with one another.

Thank you so much for reading! Send requests if you want another Spencer or whatever character you want that can be found on my page!

Love each and every one of you lots❤️

#spencer reid #spencer x reader #criminal minds #romance #fluff #dr. spencer reid #dr reid

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iwrit3 · 2 years ago

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Quiche;&

Jeff x Reader

Summary: You think Jeff is in love w Lizzy, Jeff thinks you hate him, and Heather thinks you're gonna screw.

{a/n}; hi!👋🏽 this is my first posted piece of work, still needs some work done but i’ve decided to let it go for now. this is a work i just think of as s.o.l. but slightly fluffy? and i really wanted to post something b4 i dozed off. hope you enjoy it! *debbie ryan ear tuck*

WARNINGS: voluntary drug use, but if anything slipped my mind feel free to let me know. Yet, if any of this^ above TRIGGERS you please do not read this or read at your own risk. And please DO NOT REPOST nor ALTER my work, but reblogging to share is fine.

please enjoy.

You shoved your head further into your lone pillow as 'Died in Your Arms' by Cutting Crew plays on the overhead. While a classic, it yanks you out of your deep sleep, something you don't appreciate.

"Wakey, wakey everyone! Let's have a great-productive day, yeah?", Steve exclaims through the mic. Groaning you turn, facing the door to stretch before you decide to get up to start your day. Being mindful of your surgically inserted vial pack at the base of your spine, that Mark restocks on occasion, although it hasn’t caused you any problems so far.

Sliding your feet to the floor you hear others thudding past the door to your private room. Getting up you grab a change of clothes and go through your daily routine, which just consisted of a shower and taming your mane.

You've decided to hit the kitchen before you lounge in the commons, shutting the door you begin gliding through the halls passing your fellow inmates, and walking into the kitchen. "Hey, Angel~", Lizzy practically sings to you, finishing up the tray in front of her while dancing to her walkman. Jeff just nods your way whilst leaning against the island.

"Hey lovebirds~", you reply waving your hand slightly grabbing an hors d'oeuvre off of her tray. She gives you a look and for a moment you're not sure it's because of you taking the food before it's actually being served or calling them lovebirds.

Until she grabs the tray so you can't nab anymore and jokes, "We are not lovebirds. I mean how could we when we haven’t even named our fifth child yet? Hm?", with Jeff laughing out an accusatory, "Yeah!" You smile at the two walking back toward the arch of the kitchen shaking your head, off to the commons.

Picking back up into the book you were reading you suddenly are pulled into the thought of Jeff and Lizzy changing things around here, a good change of course, how they would be a nice couple.

You always assumed Rogan and Heather would end up being the starting couple of the compound, or the very very slim chance of him acknowledging Sarah because of her assuring him of her interest in him by openly flirting with him when she gets the chance.

Observing more so than 'taking action' you almost always noticed when you saw one- other than when we are needed for the trials Steve and Mark were running- there was also the other. A little jealous, you envied their relationship even though you could've cut yourself some slack because you were only admitted recently.

Yet you could argue that you've fit in well, with Heather inviting you to pick through her limited wardrobe or the 'girl talk' you engage in- really being about how Sarah sometimes shoots her nasty looks when she thinks Rogan isn't paying attention. Or when you help Lizzy out with the meals of the day, and Steve passes the halls to greet everyone but always seems to stop and get into in-depth convos with you. And gaining the moniker: Angel, amongst your ’crew’.

You jump out of your thoughts when feedback shoots from the overhead, Steve called, "Hey, uhh, can I have our Angel and my friend Jeff join us in our examination room, please?" Putting the book you ended up skimming back onto the end table, you stand moving your clothes back into place glancing across the room you lock eyes with tw-three? three people surprisingly.

First, Heather, she's smirking whilst giving you a thumbs up with the hand furthest from you as if to hide it. Next Sarah, giving you the look she primarily reserves for the former. And then an unreadable look from Rogan, furrowing your brow towards them he just turns back to his book, and you just shrug and maneuver your way out and towards the examination room.

Cracking open the formerly air-sealed door, you slide into the dark room spotting the cushioned yellow seats, and took the one furthest from the entrance, force of habit to keep an eye on your exits as per your previous 'experiences'. You make yourself comfortable before Abnes-Steve begins the trial for however long it may take, while you guess they are preparing in their observation bay in front of you.

After a few moments, your right ear perks to the sound of the door releasing its pressure and giving way to the new silhouette entering the room. Eyes adjusting to the room again after the brief exposure to the light in the halls, the figure you realize is Jeff sitting across from you also getting settled in his seat and waving his right hand in greeting, "Hey." "Hi.", you reply tucking back into yourself, eyes sweeping the room from being idle. Jeff suddenly shifts in his seat after seemingly lost in thought, looking into your eyes he opens his mouth to speak, "Uhm, hey Angel, do you want t-" but the sunroof begins pouring light into the room and he stops himself, looking toward the elevated room adjacent to you.

Turning back to your left, you notice the now-lit observation room with Mark and Steve sitting in a similar manner as Jeff and you. Moving toward the console and pressing a button speaking into the mic in front of him, Steve welcomes you with, "Thanks for coming in you two, how have you been feeling lately?" You pick up the left corner of your mouth before replying, "Just peachy. And you?" refraining from using either of his names because you'd always get conflicted when wanting to be casual yet respectful. Jeff grins at your response stating, "Great-good, things are going good."

Steve reclines in his seat pleased with your answers. "That's great! I mean awesome! So, uhm, Jeff! What are your thoughts on Angel here?" Slightly throwing his head back in shock he asks, "Ang-On Angel?" "Yes, Angel.", Steve affirms. "Right, uhm. They’re… I’m not sure how to describe them really. Just a nice, cool person I guess.”, Jeff gets out.

“Okay, uhm permission to administer B-15? Just to help you guys out a bit. Drip on?”, Steve echoes in the room. “Acknowledge.”, Admits Jeff. “Acknowledge.”, You voice, interested in Jeff’s take on you. From his desk Steve swipes a dial on his phone, activating the Verbaluce vial in your body packs also known as the drug B-15. “Alright Jeff, Angel. Please continue.”, he tells you both as he sits upright to focus on your responses. Jeff shifts on his sofa before saying, “Angel is a helpful, charismatic, admirable person.” “Jeff”, You start as he turns his attention to you. “..Is a nice, caring, and understanding guy.” After a moment of surprisingly not awkward eye contact, you two are met with silence. Facing the oversized bay window, you stare wondering what’s taking them.

A few more moments pass and Jeff clears his throat into the still of the room. With an inhale he calls out, “Hey uhm…” You break your stare, ”Yeah?” answering him. He sighs deeply, “Let’s talk later.” Tensing you pause before speaking, “Okay.”

What could it be about? Does he need help with something? Maybe advice with Liz? Or to get something off his chest? Hm… Why are they taking so lo- “Alright, thanks you guys, that’ll be all.” “That’s it?”, you question to yourself as you hear a sigh of relief to your right.

Jeff pats the arm of the chair before standing, then turns to the door and hastily makes it out of the room. Standing to do pretty much the same, you give a quick wave and are on your way. You start to the commons to actually finish your book this time, but Jeff wanting to talk and not being sure what it’s about is already racking your mind so you b-line to the dorms.

Picking up the pace you almost crash into what you presumed to be another attendee of the establishment, but the close-fitting grey slacks lead you to think otherwise. Meeting blue hues and already fixing an apology on your tongue you’re cut short with a raised hand. “I’m sorr-“ “Don’t bother, you were obviously in a rush and I stopped you my apologies. Don’t worry, I won’t hold you this time.”, Steve grins at you, expressing his sympathies. “Uhm, what was that about?”, you ask. “You mean…”, he drags off placing his hands on his waist, unsure of the question. “Oh, the trial I mean.”, explaining to him you notice someone standing just behind him, Jeff. He throws his head to the side as to tell you to follow him in a secluded section in the hall, leaning on the wall behind him. Eyes flickering back to the man in front of you to catch what he was telling you, “ .. yeah, just a quick routine trial for B-15.” “Oh okay, well I’m gonna go now.” Holding up both hands he sends you off, “By all means.”

Walking around him you slip in the small benched area and sit across from Jeff. Waiting for either the two of you to banish the quiet, you twiddle your thumbs and his eyes jump from the floor to your shoes.

Abruptly sitting upright he face’s you and works his way to the topic of conversation, “Usually I don’t even bother with things like this.” You shift, giving him attention to the best of your ability. “I don’t ever really need to because I normally don’t care but uh.. Do you not like me? Or something?” Unwillingly your face scrunches up in disbelief, mind running a mile a minute as you say, “Why would you think that?” He tilts back until his head hits the wall behind him. “Well, I just thought that whenever you, Liz, and I are around each other you see your way out.”, he admits shrugging.

Your arms cross so fast and the change in your facial expression almost gives him whiplash when you tell him, “That’s because I want to give you lovebirds some space. I know how much you like each other.” “Oh yeah? What about that time I went to ask Heather and at the same time you just so happened to really want her to try the quiche you made?” Recalling when you had to stand with her over a trash can, offering her water often as she tried to clear her throat of the quiche you almost choked her with. Averting your line of sight from him you feel your face start to heat up while you reply, “It was good quiche okay? Nothing wrong with sharing. Besides who wouldn’t like you?”

Just as he arches his brow about to retaliate you stop him laughing, “Besides Rogan.” Taking his turn to twist his face up, he bursts out in laughter gesturing to himself and where you entered the space, “You really think me and Lizzy? Sure..”

Taking a pause before continuing, “Angel I don’t like Liz, not in the way you’re thinking of anyway. I like you.” “Oh… Really?” “Definitely.”, he shuffles closer to you. “So are we doing this?”, and you to him. “Yeah, we are.” You both lean into each other, lips just brushing against one another.

Hearing multiple sets of feet and a bunch of ‘Wow!’s and ’Whoa!’s, your head whips to face Heather, Rogan, Lizzy, Sarah, and Dave? Eating a drumstick? Of course, he’s eating it’s Dave we’re talking about. “So this is where you’ve been hiding.”

You chuckle and glance at Jeff only to catch him looking back at you in the same position, and quickly turn back to the group. Smiling, Jeff does the same. “So... what’s everybody doing here? Not that I mind your presence.”, you quickly add. Dave only waves you off with his chicken and a shrug of understanding. Heather places her hands on her hips and with a roll of her eyes tells you, “Well nosey here couldn’t believe Liz when she came and told us that he was gonna ask you out, and Sarah just invited herself.”

Nodding in belief, Jeff points his question toward the only unspoken person here, “And Dave?” Lizzy shifts her weight from one hip to the other before explaining, “I told him I’d let him pick what we’re having for lunch for next week if he could sniff you out.” Sarah and Rogan chuckle over the bribe Dave brought himself in.

Dave stops mid-bite and tells Liz off, “Hey! You said lunch AND dinner!” “Yeah, yeah..” Just before they bicker, Heather and Sarah start getting into it. Sharing a look you and Jeff are already squeezing past them, saluting -not that they were paying attention anyways- and you two are whispering and sneaking your way into the kitchen to steal whatever Liz made for dinner.

#spiderhead #spiderhead x reader #spiderhead jeff x reader #jeff x reader #x reader #reader #moviefic #fiction #fanfiction #quiche #iwrit3

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ggukkiedae · 3 years ago

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Hi! Loving Yoonmi to death but was wondering if you'd do a buzzfeed thirst tweets and maybe jk visits her on set and has a literal meltdown seeing how the world is simping over his best friend?

glad you love her 🥺 and sure! but i’m gonna make this a what if because hybe wouldn’t let her read thirst tweets on the internet and i’m gonna do more mellowed down tweets because she still isn’t legally an adult in america

setting: hypothetically january 2022

dialogue written in italics is spoken in korean

Buzzfeed Thirst Tweets with BTS Miya

Miya: Hi everyone! It’s BTS’s Miya, and I’m here on Buzzfeed again! It’s been so long, but I’m here to read your thirst tweets, I guess. Well, let’s dive into it…

*insert logo here*

Miya: I’m actually a little scared, but let’s go

miya can step on me with her huge ass heels and i wouldn’t even be mad

she threw her head back and covered her mouth while laughing

Miya: Do you mean these?

She lifts up her shoes, pastel purple platform heels to show them

Miya: these are a little more formal than my usual shoes, but, hey, 5 inches because I'm 5 '2, I think. And, no, I will not step on you, my shoes would hurt. You can ask my members.

the way our princess dances is always fire you can’t take your eyes off of her

Miya: Thank you! I practice a lot, so it means a lot to me that you think that!

when is the next yoonmi solo? QUEEN IM IN DROUGHT

Miya: Hmm, that’s a secret. I don’t have anything worth releasing as an idol yet, so even I don’t know

no one:

me: but have you seen the way yoonmi smirks when she raps?!?!?!?!?!

Miya: Oh, you mean like this?

she pulled the debby ryan face for a few seconds and you can hear a snort from the background

Miya: Yah! Why are you laughing? I’m cool!

cut to Jungkook poking his head in the frame and waving hi before Yoonmi pushes him off to the side

Miya: He told me he was busy today, why is he here?

one look from yoonmi when she’s in her badass stage persona and i’ll be down on my knees 😫

Miya: Nooooo, guys I’m not some god or form of actual royalty

She looks down at the phone for a few seconds before looking back up

Miya: Please don’t cry, either AAAAAH

kim yoonmi in leather 🥵

Miya: Now that is a thirsty emoji

she laughed

Miya: Should I wear more leather? Change my style? Comment down below

She pointed downwards and laughed with a shrug

Mark lee is so lucky. He can hug and kiss miya any time he wants.

Miya: I mean technically not?

She looks at the camera and raises a finger to start listing points

Miya: We’re both pretty busy, we don’t get to see each other much, and sneaking out is getting harder to do

She stage-whispered the last bit

Miya: But, yeah, he can hug and kiss me whenever he wants, and i wouldn’t say i’m opposed to that…

She looks off the screen and sticks her tongue out

Miya: Jeon Jungkookie is making faces at me from over there

yoonmi would be such a big mess on twitter, hybe, we need it 💳💥💳💥💳💥

she snorts at reading this and covers it with a cough

Miya: oh you’d be surprised. Some of those little “incorrect quotes” or “miya on twitter” threads you have might be accurate

Miya can get it

Miya: Get what?

She looked at the camera with wide, innocent eyes, then laughed and shook her head

Miya: kidding! I know what you mean. I’d rather not, thank you. I maybe an adult in Korea, but I’m still a kid, so, no thank you. Be happy that that one doesn’t understand “get it”

She discretely points to her side where, then the editors put an arrow and jungkook’s name to indicate he was sitting there off camera

istg it’s always so sexy when yoonmi curses

she immediately shushed the camera while looking off towards the side with an innocent smile

Miya: Guys, my manager is here. Don’t let him know that I curse on camera! But, in all honesty, I think it’s okay to curse as an expression so long as you don’t curse at other people

yoonmi: *breathes*

me: mommy? sorry, mommy? Sorry, mommy?

she raised her eyebrow at this and pretended to sigh

Miya: I’m a dog mom, but noooooo don’t call me mommy, please! Thank you

BTS Yoonmi probably has the best proportions I’ve ever seen on a k-idol

Miya: this is a lie! Hi, you might be new here, I’m 157cm tall. 5’2”! Okay, maybe for my height I have decent proportions, but, hey, I’m selling my music, not my looks

She gave a quick finger heart before lighting up

Miya: Thanks for noticing, though! I like to think my gymnastics and jiu jitsu keeps me in shape since I haven’t worked out in a long time

Jungkook *off camera*: Watch your eyes and words, people, she can grapple a man over 185cm tall to the ground and knock him out

then jungkook’s face appeared next to her making her jump in surprise

Jungkook: but that’s if you manage to go through me

She pushed him back to his seat off screen

Miya: moving on!

ok but hear me out: spiderman no way home except they also drag in spidergirl yoonmi. her gymnastics and jiu jitsu would let her pull of the role easily and i just know she’d look good in a bodysuit 👀

she opened her mouth to speak, but jungkook made his way into the frame and began talking

Jungkook: She cried when we watched No Way Home

Miya: Um, bye?

she pushd him off frame with a laugh

Miya: I’m totally down for that! I love marvel movies, and I think it would be a great experience, so… marvel, hit me up!

someone from the staff must have translated the comment for jungkook since his voice appeared again

Jungkook: Why do you want to see my best friend in a bodysuit?

she immediately started reading the next tweet to keep him from freaking out

BIGHIT PUT YOONMI IN MORE SEXY CONCEPT LIKE BICYCLE PLEASE I NEED IT TO LIVE

she was also cut off before she could speak

Jungkook: Noooo, no more! The hyungs and I had mini heart attacks after that, especially with what we saw online

Miya: Maybe someday soon with Hannah unnie and Seri again… Oh! Ari’s an adult now, too! Someday with all four of us

she ignored jungkook’s indignant noises and moved on to the last tweet

the stars, the moon, and the sun aren’t enough to describe how much i love yoonmi and how much love she deserves 🥺

Miya: Aw, this is absolutely lovely! Thank you so much, but you deserve more love than you’re giving me, okay?

she gently put the card down inside her bag

Miya: I’m keeping this one if that’s okay with you

you can hear the staff laughing in the background before she sits up straight and looks at the camera

Miya: Well, that’s been me reading thirst tweets, though I don’t think the last one was a thirst tweet… But it’s been lovely, and I don’t think I’ll ever do this again

she laughed a little along with the staff before gesturing off the screen for someone to join her. jungkook stepped into frame

Miya: It’s been BTS’s Miya and Jungkook

Jungkook: 2, 3, Bang!

Miya: Tan

they both bowed to the camera and started waving as soon as they straightened up

Both: Bye!

-end-

#yoonmi.whatif #billboard-singer

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evenstar0600 · 4 years ago

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What your ideal Dwarf husband says about you

Dwarf You’d Date If Weirdly Hot Dwarf Turned You Down (Fili)

If Fili is your ideal Dwarf husband, you have a thing for blonds.

Weirdly Hot Dwarf (Kili)

If Kili is your ideal Dwarf husband, you have a thing for Irish guys.

The Bouncer (Dwalin)

If Dwalin is your ideal Dwarf husband, you want a guy who comes off as agressive but is really a big softie.

Cinnamon Roll (Ori)

If Ori is your ideal Dwarf husband, you want a guy who will give you breakfast in bed with a flower and sweet little poems every now and again.

Starfish (Nori)

If Nori is your ideal Dwarf husband, you want a man who’ll literally do anything for you.

Badass Santa (Balin)

Stop ❤️

This is grandpa, but with class™

Dora The Explorer (Dori)

This is also grandpa, but with a badass teaset.

Dumbledwarf (Oin)

Again, grandpa but deaf edition™

Gimli Sr (Gloin)

If Gloin is your ideal Dwarf husband, you must be really agressive.

Jimmy Nesbitt Dwarf (Bofur)

If Bofur is your ideal Dwarf husband, then you’re sorted. This man will literally do anything for you, and I mean anything. He’ll give you cuddles after a hard day and etc.

Axewound (Bifur)

If Bifur is your ideal Dwarf husband, good for you.

Raini Rodriguez (Bombur)

If Bombur is your ideal Dwarf husband, then be ready for food shares (or not. *insert Debby Ryan smirk*)

Daddy Oakenshield (Thorin)

If Thorin is your ideal Dwarf husband, then prepare for him to belittle you most of the first Hobbit movie, then declare his love for you at the end.

A/n: Might make a p2, but idk

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vadergf · 3 years ago

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I was asleep and my dream was some fucking self insert dream fanfic and I literally Debby ryaned so hard i woke up

#quackity is irl me and george is dream me

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perfecttrashface · 6 months ago

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Imma keep this one for bedtime (insert Debby Ryan hair tuck).

But the moment I saw that it was a 3some, with Miles??? I saterted giggling. I want that man so bad

Just Between Us - LH44

SYNOPSIS: Sometimes two is better than one....

PAIRINGS: Lewis Hamilton x black!fem!OC (Sydney "Syd") x Miles Chamley-Watson

WARNINGS: sexual content, cursing, flirting, threesome. MINORS DNI (18+ only)

TAGLIST: @queenshikongo3 @cocobutterqwueen @mauvecherie-writes @galatially @a-moment-captured @yeea-nah @melodichaeuxx-lacritquexx @weetjy @alika-4466 @saintslewis @cherry2stems @perfecttrashface

A/N: Please let me know if you want to be added/removed from the taglist. The woman I linked to be a face claim for Sydney was something I've found on Pinterest. The headers/dividers are by @inklore

Miles couldn't stop thinking about Sydney. She was perfect - beautiful, funny, intelligent. Everything that Miles wished he could find in a girlfriend. But there was one big problem - Sydney was already dating his best friend Lewis.

Miles had been trying to ignore his growing feelings for Sydney, but it was becoming more and more difficult with each passing day. Lewis was a great guy and an amazing boyfriend who treated Sydney with the utmost love and respect. He cherished her and their relationship in a way that Miles couldn't help but admire.

Yet as much as Miles cared for Lewis, he couldn't deny the crackling chemistry he felt with Sydney, their comfortable banter, the way she just seemed to "get" him. Every time the three of them hung out, Miles found himself staring at Sydney, getting flustered anytime she so much as glanced his way. He would distractedly nod along as Lewis and Sydney playfully bantered, Miles only half-listening as he studied the curve of her lips as she laughed.

He knew it was wrong to have these feelings about his best friend's girl. The bro code should have prevented Miles from developing feelings for her, yet Miles couldn't deny this profound connection with Sydney that felt like they were soulmates, as stupid as that sounded. Miles spent nights lying awake, torturing himself by imagining what it would be like to actually be with Sydney. To hold her hand, to run his fingers through her hair, to caress her soft skin. Would she taste just like the jasmine and citrus perfume she adored? How would her gentle curves feel under his embrace?

Lewis had noticed the way Miles reacted whenever Sydney was around. At first, it angered him - how could his supposed best friend be eyeing up his girlfriend like a piece of meat? But the more Lewis observed their interactions, the more he realized he couldn't exactly blame Miles.

Sydney just had that effect on men. She was gorgeous, with curves in all the right places, sun-kissed brown skin, and a brilliant smile that could make anyone's knees go weak. But it was her fun, effervescent personality that really drew people in, coupled with her whip-smart sense of humor. Lewis knew he was a lucky bastard to have landed such an incredible woman.

They had been dating for over a year now, and the passion between them showed no signs of cooling off anytime soon. In the bedroom, Sydney could barely contain her insatiable appetite, revealing a ravenous side that wildly contrasted her sweet, girl-next-door exterior. Lewis grinned remembering last night's escapades - Sydney was an absolute freak between the sheets, and she was always keen on doing more, which Lewis loved to oblige.

As they readied for the next Grand Prix race in Australia, Lewis couldn't help but notice the subtle way Miles' eyes lit up at the prospect of spending more time around Sydney while he had to handle pre-race duties.

"Babe, you know I hate leaving you alone in the paddock," Lewis murmured huskily as he pulled Sydney flush against his toned body. "Especially looking as gorgeous as you do in that little sundress."

His hands roamed appreciatively down the curve of her spine to grope her firm ass. Sydney let out a soft giggle, arching herself into him.

"You know Miles will keep me entertained while you're handling your racing responsibilities," she purred, batting her long lashes up at him innocently. "He's such a sweetheart."

Lewis threw a sidelong glance over at his best friend, who was studiously avoiding eye contact but failing miserably to hide how his gaze kept dropping to Sydney's cleavage. Miles shifted awkwardly, adjusting the front of his shorts, and it made Lewis inwardly smirk, thoughts already formulating on something worthwhile between the three of them.

"That's what I'm worried about," Lewis chuckled. "You two troublemakers alone is bound to lead to no good."

"Me? A troublemaker?" Sydney gasped in mock offense, bringing a delicate hand up to her chest. "Why, I'm just an innocent young thing!"

The low-cut neckline of her gauzy white sundress gaped open temptingly with the gesture. Both Lewis and Miles couldn't tear their eyes away from the tantalizing glimpse of her luscious breasts, the tawny peaks of her nipples straining against the thin fabric.

Lewis continued to squeeze Sydney's ass firmly, pulling her even closer until she could feel his growing arousal pressing into her belly. He claimed her mouth in a torrid open-mouthed kiss, his tongue delving aggressively to taste her. When they finally broke apart, Sydney was flushed and breathless, her lips swollen from his intensity. Lewis slowly dragged his gaze over to Miles, taking in his friend's dazed expression, the tent in his khaki shorts.

"Keep an eye on her for me, bro," Lewis smirked. "This one's a total handful."

He slapped her ass one last time, then sauntered off, leaving Miles alone with the gorgeous temptress. Sydney blinked a few times, still flustered from Lewis' passionate kiss as she regarded his friend with a shy smile.

"So…" she began slowly. "What should we get into while Lewis is gone?"

Miles swallowed hard, unable to tear his eyes away from Sydney's tantalizing form. She was a goddess in that little sundress, and his eyes were drawn inexplicably to the swell of her breasts straining against the flimsy fabric.

"Uh…w-whatever you want," he stammered out, mentally kicking himself for sounding so lame.

Sydney's smile widened as she took a step closer, giving Miles an enticing view straight down her dress. He felt his mouth go dry as her cleavage was put enticingly on display.

"You know what sounds amazing right now?" She looped her arm through his, pulling him along. "Corn dogs! I'm starving."

Miles blinked in surprise but allowed himself to be led towards the nearby corn dog stand. As they waited in line, Sydney chatted animatedly about her plans to finally open her own event planning business after years of slugging it out in corporate gigs she hated.

"Lewis has been so supportive," she gushed. "He's really pushing me to take the leap and pursue my passion."

"That's awesome, Syd," Miles replied with a warm smile, genuinely happy for her. "You're gonna kill it."

She beamed at his encouragement before turning a bit more somber. "The hard part is, I can't really eat stuff like this around Lewis." She gestured to the corn dog stand wistfully. "He's so strict about being vegan. Which I totally respect! But I do miss the fun fast food sometimes."

"Well, what Lewis doesn't know won't hurt him," Miles said with a wink, signaling for two corn dogs piled high with chili and cheese. "Your dirty little secret is safe with me."

Sydney laughed delightedly, giving his arm an affectionate squeeze as she accepted her treat. They found a nearby picnic table to settle at, Sydney closing her eyes rapturously as she took a big bite of the crispy battered frank.

"Oh my god, that's so good," she moaned around her mouthful. She opened her eyes to catch Miles staring at her fixedly. "What?"

He cleared his throat, refocusing his gaze. "Nothing, just…you looked really happy there for a sec."

"I am," she smiled warmly at him. "Thanks for keeping me company, Miles. It's always fun hanging with my favorite fencer."

Miles felt a flush of pleasure at her words. "Speaking of, you know I'll be competing in the Summer Olympics in Paris this year, right? Gotta start mentally preparing myself to kick some French butt."

Sydney laughed that bright, melodious laugh that never failed to make his heart stutter. "I'll be cheering you on from the sidelines, as always."

"So have you settled on a name for your company yet?" Miles asked between bites of his chili-smothered corn dog.

"I'm thinking 'Exquisite Events by Sydney'," she replied, wrinkling her nose adorably. "Though Lewis says that's way too on-the-nose."

Miles barked out a laugh. "Well, I think it's perfect. When people see you've planned their wedding or party or whatever, they'll definitely remember a name like that."

Sydney's eyes sparkled with delight at his vote of confidence. "You always did have my back, Miles."

She reached across the picnic table to playfully nudge his arm. Miles's breath caught in his throat at her innocent touch, his eyes involuntarily dropping to her parted lips, still glistening with a stray smear of chili sauce.

Get it together, man, he scolded himself, dragging his gaze back up. This is your best friend's girl you're undressing with your eyes.

As if reading his mind, Sydney spoke up hesitantly. "You know Lewis and I both care about you so much, right Miles? You're like a brother to us."

Miles felt his face flush hotly at her words, a tight knot forming in his stomach. Of course she just saw him in a brotherly light - how could he let himself think anything else? He was Sydney's boyfriend's best friend, and that's all he'd ever be to her.

Clearing his throat roughly, he forced himself to respond lightly. "Haha yeah, you two really are stuck with me as the annoying third wheel, huh?"

Sydney laughed that bright, tinkling laugh that Miles loved, giving his arm a fond squeeze. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

Miles managed a genuine smile back at her, ignoring the slight pang in his chest. Having Sydney in his life as a friend was better than not having her at all. He'd learned to accept that was all they'd ever be.

For now, he thought to himself as he gazed warmly at Lewis's girl. There was still a part of him that hoped, one day.

The mood was subdued as Lewis, Sydney, Miles, and Spinz arrived back at their hotel after the Australian Grand Prix. Lewis had DNF'd due to mechanical issues, furious at another race gone to waste through no fault of his own. He stayed mostly quiet through dinner, his jaw tensed in restrained anger.

Now back in their suite, they settled in to half-watch a movie together on Netflix, though the tension was still palpable. Spinz checked his watch and stood up with a stretch.

"All right, I should get going - early flight back to Toronto tomorrow to check on my mom," he announced.

After they said their goodbyes, Spinz headed out, leaving Sydney, Lewis, and Miles alone. Miles was sprawled out on the L-shaped couch, while Lewis and Sydney cuddled together on the opposite end. As the movie droned on, Miles could see Lewis's hands start to roam over Sydney's body out of the corner of his eye.

He trailed his fingers lightly up Sydney's bare thigh, drawing teasing circles over her soft skin. She shot Lewis a warning look and hissed under her breath, "Lewis! Miles is right there."

"So?" Lewis murmured back lowly. "It's not like he hasn't seen us be affectionate before."

Miles pretended not to hear their hushed exchange, keeping his eyes trained forward on the TV screen even as heat crept up his neck.

"Miles couldn't care less," Lewis said louder, making Miles's head snap over. "Hell, he probably gets off on it, the little perv has such a crush on you, babe."

"Lewis!" Sydney looked mortified, smacking his chest as she shot Miles an apologetic look. "That's not true, is it Miles?"

All eyes were suddenly on him. Miles felt like a deer caught in the headlights as he struggled to find his voice.

"Uh…I…um…" he stammered uselessly.

Sydney's eyes went wide as Miles failed to actually deny Lewis's claim. "Oh my god, you do have a thing for me, don't you?"

"What? No! I mean…" Miles could feel his entire face going red as he trailed off lamely.

Lewis let out a bark of laughter, not bothering to hide his amusement at his friend's predicament. He pulled Sydney more tightly against him, purposely letting his hand drift up to brazenly cup her breast.

"Don't worry about it, man," Lewis said with a cocky grin. "I'd probably have a crush on my girl too if I was you."

Lewis kissed Sydney's neck, his lips brushing against her skin with an intensity that made her shiver. Nearby, Miles watched on, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and curiosity. Sydney's hands tried to tear Lewis off of her, her voice trembling as she asked, "What are you doing?"

Lewis stopped kissing her neck, glancing at her, then over at his friend. "Do you like Miles, baby?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.

Sydney was at a loss for words, her mind racing to make sense of what was happening. "Of course, I do. He's our—"

But Lewis interrupted her, his gaze unwavering. "Beyond that. Don't you think Miles is handsome?"

Sydney looked at Miles, giving him a small, hesitant smile. "Of course he is. Any woman can tell that he's handsome. Lewis, what is the point of this?"

Lewis licked his lips, his eyes darkening with desire. "Remember when you said that you wanted a threesome?" Sydney nodded her head slowly, her heart pounding in her chest. "How about we have some fun with Miles?" Lewis suggested, his tone dripping with anticipation.

Miles's eyes widened further, his gaze locking with Sydney's. There was a flicker of something unspoken in his eyes — excitement, maybe, or a deep, simmering desire that mirrored Lewis's.

Sydney's voice trembled as she declared, "That's your best friend, Lewis. He's practically your brother."

Lewis's smile was slow and deliberate, his eyes never leaving hers. "Which makes it good, yes? We trust Miles, we love Miles. You think Miles is attractive. Makes sense to me."

Miles inched a bit closer, his gaze intense as it flickered between Lewis and Sydney. "Are you serious, man?" he asked, his voice low and incredulous.

Lewis nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of mischief and earnestness. "Absolutely. We trust you, Miles. I want this, Sydney wants this. Syd, what do you say?"

Sydney's heart raced as she looked between the two men, feeling the weight of the moment. Miles's eyes held hers, a silent question lingering there, as if he was asking for her permission, her final approval.

Slowly, Sydney nodded, her voice barely above a whisper. "Okay."

Lewis's grin widened, his hand sliding up to cup her cheek. "Good girl," he murmured, before turning his gaze to Miles. "Are you going to sit there being weird or are you going to move closer?"

Miles was still stuck motionless, his hesitation palpable. Lewis clicked his teeth in annoyance before his lips descended on Sydney's once more, the kiss searing and demanding. Miles watched for a moment longer, his internal struggle evident, before finally stepping forward. His hand gently rested on Sydney's shoulder as he leaned in, his breath warm against her skin, and he planted a chaste kiss on her temple.

Sydney's heart raced, her senses overwhelmed by the dual sensations. She could feel the heat radiating from Lewis's body, the intensity of his kiss, while the gentleness of Miles's touch provided a stark contrast. The blend of both their touches sent a shiver down her spine, a mix of excitement and trepidation swirling within her.

Sydney turned her head, capturing Miles's lips in a tentative kiss. It was soft and exploratory, the taste of him different but equally intoxicating. She could feel Lewis's eyes on them, his hands roaming her body with a possessive hunger.

The moment felt surreal, like a dream she hadn't dared to fully imagine. The forbidden thrill of it all made her pulse quicken, a heady mix of adrenaline and desire. She pulled back slightly, looking at both men with a newfound boldness in her eyes.

"This is… unexpected," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper, trembling with anticipation.

Lewis's gaze was dark and intense. "Sometimes the best things are," he murmured, his fingers tracing a path down her arm. "How do you feel, baby?"

Sydney took a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. "It feels… amazing. Strange, but amazing," she confessed, her eyes flicking between them.

Miles finally spoke, his voice low and filled with a mix of emotions. "Are you sure about this, Syd?" His hand squeezed her shoulder gently, searching her eyes for any hint of doubt.

Sydney nodded, a determined smile curving her lips. "I'm sure. I want this. I want both of you."

Lewis grinned, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "That's all I needed to hear."

With that, he leaned in to kiss her again, his lips claiming hers with a fierce hunger. Sydney's hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer. She felt Miles's hand slide down her back, his touch sending electric sparks through her skin. When she broke the kiss with Lewis to turn to Miles, she kissed him with equal fervor, her tongue dancing with his as she explored the new sensation of his lips.

The room seemed to close in around them, the rest of the world fading away as they lost themselves in each other. Sydney could feel the heat building between them, an undeniable connection that pulsed with every touch, every kiss. She was caught between the two men, reveling in the attention and the way they made her feel alive and desired.

Lewis's touch was rougher and more insistent, while Miles's caresses were gentle and exploring. The contrast heightened her senses, making every touch, every kiss more intense. They moved in sync, undressing her slowly, reverently, as if unveiling a precious gift.

Sydney's moans filled the room, a symphony of pleasure as Lewis kissed a trail down her neck, and Miles's lips followed the curve of her shoulder. They took their time, savoring every moment, every sensation.

Miles cupped her breasts, his hands gentle but firm as he stared at them with adoration. His thumb brushed over her nipple before he leaned in to take it into his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around the hardened nub. Sydney gasped, arching into his touch.

Meanwhile, Lewis's hands trailed lower, skimming over her hips and down to the apex of her thighs. His fingers stroked the juncture of her panty-covered pussy, teasing her through the thin fabric. "You're so wet, baby," he murmured against her ear, his voice thick with desire. "I can feel how much you want this."

Sydney's breath hitched, a moan escaping her lips as she felt him move her panties aside. His fingers found her wet folds, sliding through her slick heat with expert precision. "Lewis," she whispered, her voice a mixture of pleading and pleasure.

Miles glanced up from her breast, his eyes dark with lust. "I think we should take this to the bedroom," he suggested, his voice husky.

Lewis nodded, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Agreed. Let's make you even more comfortable, love."

Together, they helped Sydney up, leading her to the bedroom. The light from the streetlights of Melbourne played against her skin, casting a soft glow that made her look ethereal. Miles couldn't take his eyes off her, his gaze filled with awe and desire.

"Isn't she beautiful?" Lewis asked, his voice filled with admiration.

Miles nodded, his eyes never leaving Sydney. "The most gorgeous woman I've ever seen."

They made out again, their kisses heated and desperate. Sydney felt her knees go weak as she was caught between their bodies, their hands roaming over her skin, igniting every nerve ending.

With trembling hands, she undressed them, her fingers fumbling slightly in her haste. When she finally freed them from their clothes, she looked down to see Miles' erect penis for the first time, her eyes widening slightly at the sight. She felt a thrill of excitement at what was to come.

Sydney knelt before them, her hands wrapping around their lengths as she looked up at them with a sultry smile. She began with Miles, her tongue darting out to taste him before taking him fully into her mouth. His groan of pleasure spurred her on, and she bobbed her head, her tongue swirling around the head of his cock.

Lewis watched with dark, hungry eyes, his hand tangling in her hair as she switched to him. She gave him the same attention, her mouth working him skillfully as his hips bucked slightly. They both groaned, their sounds of pleasure mingling in the air, driving her wild.

Sydney's thoughts were a blur of sensation and desire, her body humming with need. She was lost in the moment, in the way their bodies responded to her, and the thrill of being the center of their attention. It was everything she had fantasized about and more.

Lewis pulled her up, kissing her fiercely as Miles pressed against her back, his hands roaming her body. "I want to taste you, too," Lewis murmured against her lips, his eyes dark with promise. He led her to the bed, laying her down gently as he kissed a path down her body, pausing at her breasts to suck and lick each nipple before continuing lower.

Miles joined him, his hands and mouth everywhere, exploring and worshipping her body. Sydney's moans filled the room as they worked in tandem, driving her to the brink of ecstasy. She had never felt so desired, so completely consumed by pleasure.

The room filled with the heady scent of arousal as Miles and Lewis took turns devouring Sydney’s pussy. Their tongues explored her folds, each lick and suck sending shivers through her body. Miles's mouth was relentless, his tongue flicking over her clit with practiced precision, while Lewis's strong hands held her thighs apart, his tongue delving deep into her. The combination of their efforts drove her to the edge, her moans growing louder with each passing second.

Sydney’s body trembled, her breaths coming in short, ragged gasps as the pleasure built to an unbearable peak. With a final, shuddering cry, she came, her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. The men didn't stop, their tongues continuing their assault, prolonging her pleasure until she was a quivering mess.

Lewis pulled back first, a satisfied grin on his face. He reached over to the bedside table, retrieving a box of condoms. He handed one to Miles, who took it with a hungry gleam in his eyes.

Lewis's voice was low and teasing as he asked, "Want to try Sydney out first?"

Miles's answer was immediate, his voice thick with desire. "Fuck yeah."

Both men helped Sydney move, guiding her to straddle Miles. She positioned herself above him, her breath still coming in ragged gasps. Lewis watched with dark, lustful eyes, his hands moving to his own cock, rolling on a condom and stroking himself as he watched.

Miles kissed every inch of exposed skin he could reach, his hands caressing her hips as he positioned himself at her entrance. "You're so beautiful," he murmured against her skin, his voice filled with awe and desire. "I can't believe this is happening."

Sydney felt the head of Miles's cock press against her, and with a slow, deliberate motion, she lowered herself onto him. They both moaned at the sensation, their bodies finally joining after so much teasing and anticipation.

Miles's hands gripped her hips, guiding her movements as she began to ride him. His eyes were locked onto her, filled with a mixture of lust and disbelief. Each touch, each kiss, each thrust was a reminder that this was real, that he was inside her, and it drove him wild.

Lewis moved closer, his own need evident in his intense gaze. "You look so good together," he murmured, his voice rough with desire. "I can't wait to join in."

Sydney glanced back at Lewis, her eyes dark with lust as she rode Miles. The pleasure was overwhelming, but the promise of what was to come made her even more eager. "Why are you sitting over there then?"

Lewis let out a chuckle, his voice a deep rumble. "I like watching you, baby. You look so good riding Miles' dick."

Miles groaned beneath her, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he thrust up into her. "Feels amazing," he panted, his eyes locked onto Sydney's. "So tight and wet."

"She's got the best pussy," he murmured, his voice filled with admiration, as he moved behind her. He placed a series of kisses along her neck, his other hand trailing down her spine to her ass. "But I think it's time we give her a bit more."

Sydney moaned, the anticipation making her even wetter. She leaned forward, bracing herself on Miles's chest, as Lewis's fingers began to tease her other entrance. He spread her cheeks, his thumb gently circling her tight ring of muscles.

"Relax, baby," Lewis whispered, his breath hot against her ear. "Just let me in."

She nodded, her body trembling with desire. Lewis applied more lube, his fingers working her open slowly, preparing her for what was to come. Sydney gasped as he inserted a finger, the sensation strange but not unpleasant. He moved it in and out, adding another finger to stretch her further.

Miles watched with rapt attention, his cock buried deep inside her. "You okay, Syd?" he asked, his voice thick with concern and desire.

"Yes," she breathed, her voice shaking with anticipation. "I want this."

Lewis smirked, his fingers working her open. "Such a good girl," he praised. He positioned himself behind her, his cock pressing against her newly prepared entrance. "Just take it slow."

Sydney bit her lip, leaning forward further to accommodate him. She felt the pressure as Lewis began to push in, her body stretching to take him. The sensation was intense, a mixture of pleasure and slight discomfort, but she trusted Lewis and Miles completely.

"You're doing so well," Lewis murmured, kissing her neck as he continued to slide in. "Just relax and breathe."

Sydney took a deep breath, her body adjusting to the dual sensations. Miles thrust up into her, his movements slow and measured, while Lewis continued to press into her from behind. The combination was mind-blowing, and she felt herself being filled completely.

Finally, Lewis was fully seated inside her, his hands gripping her hips. "You feel so good," he groaned, his voice thick with desire. "So tight."

Sydney moaned loudly, her body trembling with pleasure. She began to move, riding Miles while pushing back against Lewis. The rhythm they found was perfect, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy through her body.

"Fuck, Syd," Miles groaned, his hands roaming her body. "You're incredible."

Lewis echoed his sentiment, his breath hot against her ear. "So perfect, baby," he whispered. "You're taking us so well."

Sydney's mind was a haze of pleasure, her body moving on autopilot as she gave herself over to the sensations. The two men inside her, the way they filled her, the way they praised her – it was all too much, and she felt herself hurtling towards another orgasm.

With a final, shuddering cry, she came, her body convulsing with the force of her release. Miles and Lewis held her tightly, their own groans of pleasure mingling with her cries as they continued to move, riding out her orgasm together.

As the waves of pleasure subsided, Sydney collapsed onto Miles's chest, her body spent and satisfied. Lewis pulled out gently, placing a soft kiss on her shoulder.

"That was incredible," he murmured, his voice filled with admiration. "You're amazing, Sydney."

Miles nodded in agreement, his hands gently stroking her back. "Absolutely amazing," he echoed, his voice filled with awe.

Lewis and Miles gently eased Sydney off of Miles, laying her down on the bed with utmost care. Sydney's breath was still ragged, her body tingling from the intense experience. Lewis leaned in, brushing a strand of hair away from her face, his touch tender and comforting.

"How are you feeling, love?" Lewis asked softly, his eyes filled with genuine concern.

Sydney managed a tired smile, her eyes half-lidded with exhaustion and satisfaction. "Great," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "Thank you."

Miles, still lying beside her, reached out to hold her hand. "You were incredible, Syd," he said, his voice warm and reassuring. "Just relax, we've got you, baby girl."

Lewis stood up and grabbed a towel from the bathroom, dampening it with warm water. He returned to the bed and gently cleaned Sydney's body, wiping away the remnants of their passionate encounter. His touch was soothing, his movements slow and deliberate.

"Just rest," Lewis murmured, his voice a gentle balm. "We'll take care of you."

Sydney closed her eyes, letting herself be pampered by the two men. Miles continued to hold her hand, his thumb stroking the back of it in a comforting rhythm. The room was filled with a serene silence, the chaos of earlier moments forgotten.

After Lewis finished cleaning her, he joined them on the bed, lying down on her other side. He wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close to his chest. Miles shifted closer as well, creating a cocoon of warmth and security around her.

Sydney sighed contentedly, feeling safe and cherished between them. "You guys are amazing," she murmured, her voice filled with gratitude.

Lewis pressed a kiss to her temple. "You're the amazing one, Syd," he replied softly. "Just rest now. We'll be here."

Miles nodded in agreement, his hand continuing its gentle caress. "We've got you," he echoed, his voice a soothing whisper.

As the night wore on, the three of them remained entwined, their breaths syncing in a peaceful rhythm. Sydney felt a profound connection and trust with Lewis and Miles, and their shared experience deepened their bond. Eventually, exhaustion claimed them all, and they drifted off to sleep.

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