#AND MY HAIR IS WET AND I CANT BLOW DRY IT

[diari0deglierrori]

I FORGOT TODAY WAS THE DAY WITH NO ELECTRICITY THEY TOLD US ABOUT A FEW MONTHS AGO I KNEW ID FORGET ABOUT IT THE DAY IT WOULD COME

[allergic-to-four-leaf-clovers]

also WE'RE GOING TO THE NEW FOREST TOMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!

[dollyprincessollie]

lest we forget the time it takes to fucking style it smfh (the f stands for frizzy in this circumstance)

having thick hair or even thick DYED hair is for real sisyphean bc what the fuck do u mean i have to do all this shit to make my hair not look ugly and/or die and then spend up to an hour drying it and then like 2-3 days later do all of that stuff Again forever for the rest of time. or at least until u like go bald or shave ur head idk

[eqnoiaa]

sunscreen. ੈ✩‧₊˚

a/n: this was lowk rusheddd dont pay any mind to the mistakes !!

warnings: slight smut?? sexual depictions, light swearing maybe

"hey jayj, can you rub some sunscreen on my back? i cant reach.." you say whine as you pick up the open sunscreen bottle on the table next to you, the dry pieces falling into the cracks of the dock and into the merky water below.

jj turns to look at you smiling, taking the sticky sunscreen bottle from you. "of course, looks like you depend on me for everything, huh?" he smirks into the end of his sentence, moving closer to you with every word.

you scoff at the cockiness hes displaying, twisting your body so he could reach your lower back where the sunscreen needed to be applied

he was loving this right now, and you could tell by the way he was beaming with glory once he realized what was happening.

you spin around and your eyes lock with his as hes about to begin the application,"jj. be serious, its just sunscreen"

he scoffs. apalled you would even think of him as unserious, i mean, when has he ever displayed immaturity?

"me? unserious? sweetheart you must be mistaken." jj shook his head as he squeezed the bottle and swiped some cream on his two fingers. you have got to admit, his hands that have been working all day, the rings that had the reflection of the sun on it, and the nickname that had fallen off the tip of his tongue were doing things to you. you werent sure if you liked it or not.

"eyes up here, pretty"

he mumbled as he begins to rub the subscreen into your back. his calloused fingers sending shivers down your spine as you held back a low groan in pleasure.

"wheres kie when you need her, am i right?" jj chuckles behind you nervously, continuing to work his magical hands into you. you just laugh in agreement, still trying to hold back sounds threatening to spill any moment

jj moves into the sides of your stomach and hit a tender spot, allowing an errupt moan to fall

"ohh shitt.."

jj smiles and flips your hair over your shoulder to the front, moving his way up your back. "might have to get you to pay me for this since 'm doing so well.." he gloats, shifting his body closer to yours

you throw your head back a little to respond to him. but it hits his shoulder. now realizing how close the two of you were, you begin to feel a redness creep upon your tan cheeks.

"do you know how you could pay me, darlin'?"

he spoke in an almost whisper, still keeping his seductice husky tone that always manages to do something to you. you dont know what to say to him right now.

your hair blows into your face, almost sticking immediately due to the humidity in the outerbanks right now. he pulls away the few strands that got caught, and pulls you closer by his chest.

you wince at the coldness of more sunscreen being rubbed into your shoulders, almost shutting your eyes completely out of pleasure.

jj makes his hands down to the front of your body, inching closer and closer to the waistline of your american apparel underwear.

" 'this okay?" he mumbles against your neck, planting wet messy love bites all over it. marking what was his.

you almost forget how to speak, realizing what was happening. you wanted to push him away because you knew it was wrong, but your body needed him.

so bad.

"yes."

with your permission he dips his hand fully into your navy blue panties, his thumb brushing across your sensitive clit, making you whimper

all of this, so unexpected, the idea of someone catching you guys on the dock of your bestfriends house made this all so much better, the riskiness of it all turned you on. it turned both of you on.

"what do you want me to do you to, darlin?" jj whispers under his breath, teasing your entrance, waiting for a response. when he doesnt get one, he dips his finger almost in your now soaking pussy.

"huh?"

"everything, anythin' jj, just please do something."

the freudian slip gave him the reassurance he was waiting for, he wasted no time in allowing your walls to surround his fingers. his cold rings inside of you.

a/n: part twooo.??? lmk !!

jj maybank, your bestfriend, has 2 fingers inside of you right now, and youre loving it.

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[dreamsof2004]

i want help doin my nighttime routine! cant do it by myself…bedtime routine cg imagine! long post and kind of fic-style/self insert <3

imagine ur caregiver leading you to the bathroom, your hand wrapped around their pointer finger, and getting lifted up to sit on the sink/counter. “say ahh,” your cg says, holding your face gently with one warm hand, tilting your head up slightly to see all your little teef! they run your toothbrush (soft bristles, with your favorite color/design) under the water and put some toothpaste on—not the too-minty kind that burns your mouth though! they brush your teeth carefully, getting each and every one squeaky clean. then, they help you floss, being gentle with your gums. “ok my sweetheart, time to rinse!” you rinse and spit, teeth alllll sparkly and clean! you squirm with happiness, knowng this is another sticker on your chart!

your cg carefully lifts you off the sink to standing and helps you take your daytime clothes off—“arms up, baby…good job! okay, now…” your cg kneels down for you to hold onto their shoulders as they help you out of your socks and bottoms so you dont fall! “one leg at a time, that’s it…”

you sit at the edge of the bath tub, feeling cold and covered in goosebumps as your cg fills the tub with warm warm water. as the tub fills, they turn to you, hairbrush in hand. you whine a little because it hurts when the brush tugs on your hair! but you know it will be soo soft after, and your cg is gentle. “turn a little for me, please—yep, like that—thanks baby,” they coo, and begin to brush through all the knots in your hair. after a few soft ‘owies…’ it’s all done, and you finally climb into the water, feeling the faucet spill warm water onto your legs and feet.

“wanna add some bubbles or toys, baby?” your cg asks, already knowing the answer. you nod excitedly and grab your favorite soap, mixing some in and seeing the bubbles form. your cg adds some toys and bath magnets while you’re distracted with scooping up bubbles and blowing them out of your palms, and making bubble mountains on top of your head! your cg ruffles your hair (as best as they can when it’s all wet!) and you blow more bubbles at them.

“ok little one, time to wash up!” they say. you know the drill, and turn so your hair faces the edge of the tub. your cg lathers some shampoo in their hands, and it smells sooo good and comforting. the smell and the warmth of the water makes you sleepy…..they start lathering the shampoo in your hair until it’s all sudsy, and playfully spike it up into floppy soap spikes. they massage and scratch your scalp, making sure you’re alllll clean! they fill a cup with warm water and say, “ok baby, tilt your head back and close your eyes!” you squeeze your eyes tightly shut and relax as the water runs down your scalp, neck, and sides of your face. finally, your cg wets a washcloth/loofah and lathers body soap into a thick, poofy bubble layer and helps you wash the rest of your body, and rinses you off with warm water from the showerhead at the end <3

your cg wraps you in a hooded towel of your favorite animal, wrapping you allll warm and cozy. “ok sweetie, ready? one, two, three—“ “wheee!” you both say together as they lift you out of the tub, water dripping down your legs. they take another big, fluffy towel and dry you off.

you both face the mirror as they brush your hair once again, adding in some conditioner/styling cream. you look in the mirror, partially fogged up with steam from the bath, and look at how tenderly and lovingly they handle you. you melt a little and lean backwards into their body and arms. they wrap their arms around you and kiss your head. eyes droopy, body sleepy, your cg turns off the light and leads you to your room.

still wrapped warmly in the towel, you kick your legs while sitting on the edge of the bed as your cg picks out some comfy pjs for you. tonight, it’s a comfy pair of nighttime pullups—just in case—and one of your cgs big, cozy T shirts. they help you get dressed, and then turn off the lights. your cg lays down in bed on their back and says, “c’mere, baby…” with arms open. you snuggle close to them, head on their chest, as they wrap their arms around you. you breathe in their smell—so comforting and safe—and close your eyes. you are surrounded by all your plushies and lovies, tucked snugly under the blankets, feeling sooo warm and sleepy. “oops…almost forgot…” your cg says, and reaches for something. they bring their arm back around to you, putting your paci carefully in your mouth. they plant a kiss on your forehead, and you both drift off to sleep….

💤 🍼💤 🍼💤 🍼💤 🍼💤 🍼 💤 🍼💤 🍼

[xaeoism]

Muichiro helps you with small tasks when you're injured

"Done. Just remember not to do anything vigorous that may reopen the wound again", Shinobu said whilst finishing up on the bandaging of your hand. You looked at the clean new bandages that were neatly wrapped across your right hand and recalled the incident that had caused it to get injured in the first place - your sword broke in the middle of a fight with a demon and with no other weapons left to block its next attack, you put your hand in front of you and the demon's fangs sank straight through your flesh.

Great. Due to this injury, not only are you not able to train properly for a little more than a week but it would also hinder with your lifestyle and make simple tasks just so much more difficult than it should have been.

As you stepped into you and muichiro's shared estate you wondered if he was around to help you with some menial tasks but seeing as to how quiet the place was you assumed that he was out on another mission and decided to take a bath before making dinner for the two of you.

You stepped out of the shower feeling even more tired than you were when you went in due to the inability of your right hand. You then walked over to your dressing table and picked up the blow dryer to try and dry your hair before your shirt got drenched by it. As you turned the power for the dryer on, the dryer was gently taken from your hand.

Gentle teal eyes gazed into yours through the mirror as muichiro gathered some of your hair and started to help you blow them dry.

"I'll help you with that", he said, a small smile adorning his face.

"Ah muichiro you don't have to.."

"I want to.", he said firmly, locking eyes with you before his attention went back to your hair. You felt your cheeks starting to heat up as you stared at him combing through your hair with such gentility as though if he put too much pressure you'll break.

He noticed your staring but made no comments on it. He was too focused on the fragrance that your shampoo had left on your hair. After a few minutes, he combed through your hair for another time to make sure that your hair was no longer wet before placing the dryer on the table and turning the power off.

"Hey, I'm done", he said placing his hands on your shoulders.

This caused you to snap out of your daze; how long have you been staring?

"Thanks mui I really appreciate it", you replied, grabbing a rubber band before turning to him and flashing him a smile that made him feel warm inside. He looked at the band in your hand and took it from your hand again.

"Mui you have to stop doing that, and anyways I am more than capable of tying my hair up by myself. Its not even going to put any stress on my hand.", you groaned as you got up and tried to snatch the band back from his hand

"You are injured and I want you to get better as quickly as possible. So until then, I will help you with these small tasks whether you like it or not."

You sighed knowing there was no changing his mind due to how stubborn he was and sat back down.

"Do you even know how to tie another person's hair?", you questioned, trying to remember any instances where you have seen muichiro holding or using a hairband.

"I have not used one before.. but it cant be too hard"

He collected all your hair and bundled it together before using the band to hold it in place. You watched in amusement as his brows furrowed in concentration.

"Slaying demons are easier than this.. ", he mumbled to himself.

After he was done, you looked at your bun. Although it was very messy and had untied hair strewn about everywhere, the effort that he put in was evident and that made your heart flutter.

"Thank you mui. I'll cook dinner now to thank you for all the hard work you have done today hm?", you said while giving him a kiss on his cheek before dragging him out of the room towards the dining area. However he continued to follow you into the kitchen.

"I want to hel- "

"No mui. You have done more than enough for me today and I want to make this dinner to thank you for everything", you interrupted trying to make your stand clear by raising your tone.

"I must be a demon if I let the one I love do something like this by themself when they are injured, so no, we will make this dinner together", muichiro said gently grasping your hands while looking at you with nothing but love and adoration in his eyes. You couldn't find it in yourself to say no once more and sighed.

"Okay, let's start before you get your next mission"

[samuel-seaburys-askblog]

no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the bathroom sink to the shower, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air, scream, and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, being carrier, against the wall, outside, in a train, on a plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, on the back of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce, in the pool, in the garden, bent over, in the basement, against the window, having the most toe curling, back arching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fist clenching, era ringing, mouth drooling, ass clenching, nose sniffing, eye watering, eye rolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheet gripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hair pulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soul snatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moan introducing heart wrenching, spine tingling, back breaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lip biting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feet kicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, black hole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable,

unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can't walk, head nodding, soul evaporating, vulcano erupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eye widening, pussy popping, nail scratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain cell devolving, hair ripping, show stopping. magnificent, unique, extraordinary, splendid phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening.

And

Eight days a week. on the kitchen counter, on the couch, on the bed, on the bathroom counter, in the bathtub, on the living room table, on the dining table, on the doorstep, against the wall, in the closet, on his lap, on his face, in a locker, on your desk, on the floor, mattress, carpet, on the stairs, anywhere possible. No stopping, don't stop when i pass out. Continue. Continue as i gasp for air, grab the headboard, grip your hair, scratch your back, roll my eyesback, salivate, back is broken, cant walk, cant talk, legs are numb, core is swollen and dehydrated, until im absolutely devoured into a sloppy mess. Don't stop until my organs are rearranged, until my insides know the attack pattern, until i beg for mercy, until i scream your name louder than a microphone, thighs drippy, until l'm in a wheelchair, until my core is ripped apart, until i grip the sheets so hard i drive holes through them, until i need to be rushed to the hospital, until l'm broken into machsolistic slut covered from head to toe in your seed. Until you come on my face so much that my face is so mosturized I won't need skincare anymore, until he's sucked out dry, until I'm shaking so hard lt'd be considered as a siezure. Milk me raw with toys, thrust until the vibrator's battery runs out. Don't stop. No protection, impregante me with your heirs, until I rip. Make me crawl away for mercy. Those thrusts will bring tears to my eyes, but my face will never be as wet compared to down there. I'd willingly give him the most eye rolling, hip thrusting, toe curling, squriming, jaw dropping, sheet clenching, hair pulling, sloppy, creamy, head nodding, trembling, sweaty, lip licking, groaning, eye widening, back arching, addictive, shoving, wet head. I'd do it whether he asked or not. Feel my stomach to see how far you're in me, grip my breasts and suckle on them, watch me touch myself while groaning your name in the bathroom at night. Shove that dick down till my throat memorizes every vein.

||WARNING..|| (Okay this is a bit much...--mod)

[scmg11]

THIS IS THE CONTINUATION OF “SEX EDUCATION (PART 3)” [2/3]

"Hm." Y/N hummed in thought just to tease Kate a bit more and smiled brightly with a soft giggle when the archer merely rolled her eyes, flushed their bodies impossibly close and rubbed her front on Y/N’s one, setting aflame both their bodies and sending arousal right between their legs, increasing their already copious amount of wetness present there. Kate repeated the gesture again when she heard the small giggle Y/N emitted morphing into a whine and made Y/N moan softly from her slightly parted mouth as she breathed shallowly, the Y/H/C girl imperceptibly canting her hips up to seek some more friction. Kate elicited a louder moan from her girlfriend when she started a slow, but steady rhythm with her hips as both slotted their thighs between their legs and created a sweet friction right onto their clits that triggered wild shivers right down their spines. They were now just panting into each other’s mouths as small whines and moans left their parted lips and travelled right into the other’s mouth, making their activities ten times hotter. Kate grunted a bit when her arm she was using to perch herself up to hover a bit over Y/N’s body started to hurt and pushed gently onto Y/N’s left shoulder to make her lay down on her back and readjusted their position, pushing with her knee Y/N’s legs apart and slotting her bent knee right onto her clothed cunt, feeling a warmth that made her moan out loud, and widened her stance a bit to let Y/N bend her leg up and place her knee on the archer’s pulsating core, mirroring Kate’s gesture and moaning needily when she felt the black haired girl’s jeans’ material warm and slightly dump, before resuming their soft movements, dry humping each other as both whined out loud in pure ecstasy when the pressure on their clits was just right and sent white shocks of arousal throughout their whole bodies. The air between them was extremely hot, the soft squeaking of the bed a sinful symphony mixing up with their moans and the their bodies’ temperature creating a sensual atmosphere that almost pushed them over the edge, making them both desperate for release. So they sped up their movements when they both felt it wasn’t enough, when they both needed more, and whined in synch when they heard the headboard of the bed hit softly the wall. They weren’t worried about the other teenagers and Mr. Wright hearing them since they were on a different floor, far away from them, but they tried to be as quiet as possible to not let anyone hear them as they moaned out loud or hear the bed hit the wall repeatedly. They were going to keep as quiet as possible to not make their covers blow up. They were professionals. But they were also two lovers that had needs, like Kate stated, so they tried to make those two things coexist even if it wasn’t the easiest task to fulfill since it was almost impossible not to moan out loud when you were experiencing such good pleasure. "Oh babe, I didn’t give you the permission to fuck me, did I? If I remember correctly I was- shit- still thinking about my answer. You- oh- just decided to start dry humping me and interrupted my thoughts. That’s not fair at all babe. Fuck- what made you so sure I was going to say yes and give you the permission to f-fuck me? You should have waited for my answer first. Tell me, what did make you think I was going to say you could fuck me?"

"Hm your eyes. You chest moving up and down fast. Your hands clenching on my shirt. And you told me yourself you were wet for me."

"Always so cocky and so sure of yourself Kate Elizabeth Bishop."

"Well in all fairness I don’t see you stopping us right now. Quite the contrary. You are the one pushing me down more onto your cunt. I bet your amazing pussy is completely drenched for me." Kate stated boldly as she voluntarily pushed harder onto Y/N’s core and made her moan out loud in rapture.

"Fuck babe."

"Admit you were going to give me the permission to fuck you." Kate ordered Y/N with a wide smirk, but when the girl just pushed her hips more onto her thigh as she rubbed her own thigh between Kate’s legs, Kate stopped her movements altogether and stared Y/N down pointedly. "Say it, or I’m not making you come."

"Fuck, okay, okay. I was just teasing you. Of course I was going to say yes. Even I- oh shit, yes babe!" Y/N stopped herself mid-sentence to moan as quiet as possible when Kate resumed her movements and increased her speed, "e-even if it’s a bit risky I don’t fucking care. I just want you. I want my wonderful, incredibly skilled with her fingers and mouth girlfriend to fuck me senselessly till I don’t even have another drop of cum in me."

"Hm- that’s a wonderful, I wonder who had this great idea." Kate joked before putting all the effort she could in her thrusts to push Y/N over the edge.

"Oh shit." Y/N moaned under her breath when Kate increased her speed and pressed more onto her core when Y/N’s tempo on her own core started faltering, making her head slam back on the pillow and close her eyes as pleasure spread throughout her whole body.

"You feel so good babe."

"Ugh, you feel so good too baby." Kate grunted out loud when a particular thrust up of Y/N’s leg made her knee rub deliciously and perfectly right onto her clit and sent wild shivers all over her whole body, making her falter her movements just a bit in the process, causing Y/N to whine in protest. Kate immediately resumed her movements and pushed more firmly onto Y/N’s core all the while slipping one of her hands under her shirt and knead her boob over her bra. "Hm, you boobs are so fucking great babe. So soft, so firm and so fucking mine."

"Oh shit." Y/N whimpered and arched her back to push her chest more into Kate’s hand before gripping her shoulder blades hard when she felt a fresh gush of arousal leave her core.

"Hm, so good." Kate hummed out right on Y/N’s neck’s skin and sucked harshly on her pulse point to leave a small visible mark that will surely fade away in a few hours to not rise suspicion among the teenagers and Mr. Wright, but enough to silently tell Y/N she was hers. She then kissed gently up and down the column of her throat, licking her sweaty skin a few times before settling on her jaw just a few seconds, nibbling the defined feature, then focusing on kissing Y/N’s skin gently once again. "You are mine baby."

"Oh yes baby." Y/N assured Kate in a breathy whine before nodding hastily as she pushed her hips up to seek some more friction, consequently pushing her thigh more onto Kate’s core and making the girl moan lewdly into her ear. "I am yours."

"Good."

"But-" Y/N trailed off as she opened her dark Y/E/C eyes and glued them onto Kate’s also dark blue hues and watched her gulping gently at the intense stare, "you are also mine."

"Oh yes babe. I’m yours, all yours."

"Hm- sit up." Y/N ordered Kate and watched delighted as the archer immediately sat up and waited for Y/N’s instructions. Y/N stayed quiet as she quickly pulled the black haired girl’s shirt off before unhooking her bra and throwing both garments onto the floor. "Gorgeous." And then Y/N dived right onto Kate’s chest and engulfed a perked up nipple into her mouth, before resuming her movements, grasping Kate’s hips to help her slid up and down her bent leg while making her continue her own ministration with her knee know placed between her heated core.

"Fuck babe."

"Oh shit there Kate." Y/N moaned alongside Kate as their bodies filled up with pure arousal, feeling both their orgasms near their tipping point.

"Fuck, can you come like this? Because I’m so fucking close."

"Yes babe. I won’t last loNGER- SHIT. Do that again please." Y/N stopped herself mid-sentence to moan in pure rapture and voice out her appreciation on Kate’s movements, asking her to repeat them with her mouth still wrapped around Kate’s pebbled, perked up nipple. The archer immediately obliged to her girlfriend a second later, pushing harder into Y/N’s core while bucking her hips on Y/N’s bent leg and let out a moan herself right into Y/N’s ear when the girl instinctively grasped her ass and gripped the flesh hard when her body got wrecked by hard shivers. The sound Kate emitted made both girls falter their movements as both moaned out loud but when they resumed their movements they became sloppier, a clear sign they were really close.

"Fuck I can feel it!" They both doubled their efforts to try to come together, rotating their hips as precisely as they could despite the pleasure they were experiencing, as Y/N’s attention on Kate’s boobs and butt never faltered, Kate fisting Y/N’s hair hard to push her more into her chest when Y/N nibbled her nippled hungrily. After a few more hard thrusts, Kate felt she was nearing the edge. "Oh shit, fuck, fuck, fuck."

"Oh babe!"

"Alright lovebirds who want- oh shit." Y/N and Kate tipped over the edge right when Yelena and Cassie barged into the room, but they were too much into their own bubble of ecstasy, rapture and arousal to pay them some attention as they hugged each other close and slowed their movements down to help each other ride their post-coital wave and increase their pleasure, before stopping altogether when they both felt the other’s body stop twitching and trembling. "Oh fuck, I need a drink now."

"No alcohol in the world will ever make me forget about this." Cassie countered back with a mix of disgust and shock on her features, her hands flying onto her eyes to cover them as soon she they fell onto Y/N’s and Kate’s forms embraced and snuggled together. "Yelena punch me so I can forget what I just saw." Cassie asked as she let her hands fall on her sides and looked at Yelena pleadingly.

"With pleasure." Yelena immediately turned around and lifted her fist up, making Cassie subsequently close her eyes as she got ready for the pain, but they both were stopped by Y/N’s voice yelling as quietly as possible at them.

"OH FUCK! GUYS! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING HERE?" Y/N screeched in fright when she noticed her two best friends standing in their room. After pulling her face away from Kate’s chest she was about to lean her forehead on her naked shoulder, but instead she opened her eyes at the voices reaching her ears and laid them on Yelena and Cassie standing near the closed door. The two girls then turned around at Y/N’s voice, Yelena looking at them with a mix of mischief and shock and Cassie trying to focus her eyes on anything at them with her face red as a tomato.

Kate turned herself slightly around at Y/N’s words and widened her eyes in shock when she met Yelena’s eyes, "guys! Learn how to knock!" Kate immediately turned around and flushed her naked chest onto Y/N’s clothed chest to shield her boobs away from Yelena and Cassie.

"And I’m pretty sure I locked that door."

"Are you serious? I was a spy. Do you think I don’t know how to pick a lock? Even Kate Bishop knows how to do that."

"Thanks, I take that as a compliment!" Kate answered sarcastically, making Y/N and Yelena snort.

"Are you guys decent?" Cassie asked after a few seconds of silence, her hands still covering her eyes.

"No." Kate answered shortly and leaned her forehead on Y/N’s shoulder as her face flushed hard in embarrassment.

"Oh c’mon Cassie, it’s nothing we haven’t seen before." Yelena countered back as she pushed the blonde on her shoulder and made her stumble a bit on her spot.

"Talk for yourself Yelena. It was an already shocking sight. I don’t want more things to plague my mind."

"You are spending too much time with Kate Bishop. You are becoming a dramatic queen."

"Drama queen El. Anyway can you guys just turn around while I try to find my shirt and putting it on?"

"There’s no need. Here." Yelena threw the shirt she had a few feet away from her left foot and made it fall onto Y/N’s face, before throwing Kate’s bra right after at Y/N, who caught it effortlessly this time.

After Kate put her clothes back on and sat right beside Y/N on the mattress, she regarded Cassie with a sheepish smile as she fidgeted with her hands, "you can look now Cassie." After that the blonde tentatively took her hands off her face and sighed out loud when she found Y/N and Kate, fully clothed, sat on the bed.

"Now, can you please explain why you guys barged into our room?"

"Well while you two were busy fucking each other, we were distracting your target. We just let him go walk around the city, so we came here to spend some time with you guys since as soon as she school trip is over we need to fly back to New York in the Avengers Compound, but we choose the wrong moment apparently." Yelena explained, crossing her arms under her chest.

"We’re sorry, but we just thought you two went visiting the city or something like that when we didn’t see you guys coming back to us." Kate sighed out loud and looked at her friends in apology, signaling them to bring the couch on the left side of the room closer to the bed to let them sit down and talk.

"We just stayed a bit more with Mr. Wright. He talked about math for like 40 minutes straight. I was about to tear my ears off." Cassie explained as she sat on the couch Yelena promptly moved right in front of Y/N and Kate.

"Yeah, I already knew math was boring, but he brings it to another level of boring." Yelena added as she sprawled on the couch before hitting Kate’s shin with her foot and smirked at her mischievously. "You two definitely enjoyed yourselves while we went through that torture, that’s not fair."

"Oh." Kate scratched the back of her head nervously and watched with the corner of her eyes that Y/N was fidgeting with her fingers a lot, a clear sign she was uncomfortable too, and immediately entwined their fingers together to comfort and relax them both, "w-well like we said, w-we were waiting for you. But then you didn’t show up and-."

"You fucked each other to kill time." Yelena continued, interrupting Kate and to tease them both just to bask in her friends’ flushed faces before giving them some mercy and steering the subject to a more serious tone, "did you find something in his room?"

"No." Y/N answered her best friend’s question and sighed dejectedly when she remembered her and Kate came back from their inspection of Mr. Wright’s room empty handed. They knew this was going to be a really tough mission and that it would have taken time to find solid proofs to expose, frame and bring down those assholes, but they really thought they were going to make some progress with their mission during this school trip. They just had to be more patient and try again when they will be back at school. "We hacked into his phone and tapped it but we think he uses another one to control the illegal weaponry selling. We need to try to approach him with our number one suspect, the Principal."

"Wait hold on, do you really think he his one of those idiots selling illegal weapons?" Cassie asked incredulous as she thought over her friend’s words before regarding them both with a perplexed expression.

"Yes, Maria already told us her suspicion when she assigned us to this mission. But we had been really careful around him. We think he is the leader of the organization." Kate answered to help their friends understand everything about their mission, "we gained a lot of intel around school but, like Maria asked us to, we are keeping a low profile and we are watching from afar for now. We are waiting to have enough proof to start following them around and expose them."

"We will try to help you guys from the Avengers Compound. And as soon as we can, we will join you guys to help you or to just hang out, maybe." Cassie smiled warmly at her friends before a big yawn came out of her mouth as she rubbed her eyes tiredly, "I’m exhausted, I think it’s time we go to sleep. Tomorrow is another big day!"

-

"I know, I know! I’m late, but Paula asked me to help her with paperworks and she always helps me, so I couldn’t say no-holy shit."

Y/N had to literally grab her jaw off the floor when after locking the door, placing her keys in the bowl on the small table beside the door and hanging up her coat, she turned around to locate her girlfriend in the house and found her standing a few feet away from her with only a pair of extremely hot, black, lacy underwear and matching bra that was definitely doing an difficult job in containing Kate’s boobs that looked they were a few seconds away from popping out of it, "hi babe."

Y/N had to force her legs to keep her up and not make her fall on the ground when they bucked slightly at the low, raspy tone Kate used and whimpered softly under her breath with her body temperature increasing exponentially after each passing second her eyes drank Kate’s lean and muscular body in, "h-hi baby."

"Why are you standing there?" Kate smiled in a mix of mischief and innocence, using the sweetest and the most innocent tone she could muster while also trying to stop her grin to become a big, wide, smug smirk as she played with the couch’s cushions by skidding the pad of her fingers softly over them and eyeing Y/N seductively, reveling in her girlfriend fidgeting slightly on her spot as she tried to focus her gaze on her face only and she clearly wasn’t succeeding that well, "no greeting kiss?"

"You’re right!" Y/N immediately shook her head and inwardly slapped herself in the face for acting so dumb but as she took a step and she stopped right away because she felt her legs almost give out as they wobbled dangerously. Kate’s extremely distracting and extremely hot sight really affected her senses. "Hm- maybe you should come here and greet me with a welcome home kiss."

"I will, when you will come here and you will greet me with a kiss first." Kate freed her wide smirk when she watched Y/N standing frozen in her spot and slowly made a step forward towards her girlfriend, "babe? What’s wrong? Why are you standing there not moving?"

"Hm- I just- w-want you to come and greet me?" Y/N asked more than stated and sighed out loud when she heard her quivering voice and her pathetic stammering as her eyes took in Kate’s body approaching her slowly, taking a small step every few seconds, increasing Y/N’s body temperature rapidly. She truly looked like a predator approaching her prey.

"Hm." Kate hummed in thought as she tapped her chin gently with her forefinger, feigning thinking about Y/N’s words and broadened her smug smile that much so that it became a wolfish grin. "Are you sure it’s just that? You are always the one to approach me and greet me with a kiss."

"Well I like to change things up, y’know to spice them up a bit." Y/N countered back with the best firm tone she could muster and nodded resolutely to make Kate believe she was totally cool when in fact she was melting right under Kate’s scorching hot and seductive gaze.

"Oh is that so?" Kate asked in a humming tone as her left eyebrow lifted up knowingly, taking another step forward and watched as Y/N took a small step back, biting down on her bottom lip to suppress a breathy whine that escaped her throat, a gesture that sent wild shivers all over Kate’s hot skin and all merging right between her legs that already collected a great amount of wetness there with just the hungry look Y/N was regarding her with as her eyes swept over her body greedily, almost like she was trying to memorize her in her lingerie, "so you’re not standing there because you can’t actually move because you feel your legs give out, are you?"

"Hm- no." Y/N tried to counter back with her voice steady but her stumbling to emit just words and not whines or moans was a really difficult task, "I’m perfectly fine. You just like to tease and mock me like always but I’m good. Perfect. Peachy. See?"

"Oh yeah." Kate snorted before smugly smirking at Y/N when she tried to take a step forward but almost stumbled with her legs wobbling visibly and dangerously hard. "I see you’re doing great."

"Okay, I can’t exactly function right now. I’m surprised I’m still standing and not laying face first on the floor. Fuck babe, you are- gorgeous."

"Hm, so you noticed my small gift for you?" The black haired girl took another step forward and stood a feet away from Y/N, who was literally buzzing in excitement.

"Wait you have a small gift for me? Where is it?!" Y/N asked in a clearly fake enthusiasm as she faked searching a gift around the room with a big smile on her lips, causing a small laugh to leave Kate’s lips as she wrapped her arms around Y/N’s neck.

"Very funny. So? Do you like it?"

"Are you really asking me if I like it? Babe I’m literally forcing myself in not ripping this off of you and taking you right here. I like this lingerie so much to just ruin it." Kate wailed under her breath at Y/N’s words and when she placed her surprisingly warm hands on her waist and flushed their bodies together, both their arousal increasing a bit more at their yearned proximity, "I’m just gonna take you to our bed and peel it off gently, before fucking you into oblivion."

"Hm that’s what I was hoping for." Kate hummed sultrily on Y/N’s mouth before taking her bottom lip between her teeth and biting on it gently before pulling on it slowly and releasing it a few seconds later, making Y/N gasp out in surprise. Kate took advantage of that in a second and slipped her tongue into Y/N’s mouth to lick every nook and cranny of it and triggering another sinful sound from her.

"Fuck."

"Yeah that was the plan." Y/N grumbled before diving right back in and kissing Kate hungrily, clashing their tongues together and letting them dance around in their mouths greedily, triggering a moan from Kate that Y/N promptly swallowed.

"What are we waiting for then?" Y/N murmured between kisses and with a swift motion grasped Kate’s ass hard and lifted her up, eliciting a small shriek of surprise from Kate before she circled her hips with her legs and linked them securely to not fall off Y/N’s grasp. They resumed kissing right away while Y/N started the journey up the stairs to go into their bedroom, undress themselves and cave in into their deepest desires, but Y/N faltered a bit in her steps when Kate sucked particularly hard on her tongue. "Babe, I’m walking."

"Sorry." Kate smirked mischievously down at Y/N, a gesture that told the Y/H/C girl that Kate was in fact not apologetic for her behavior and that she was enjoying teasing Y/N to no end, basking in her small whines and her body twitching in pure arousal. Y/N stared pointedly at the archer with an unamused expression on her face while arching her right eyebrow up in challenge, but Kate kept staring back at her girlfriend with an innocent look on her beautiful features and a sweet smile on her lips. They stood on the third step of the staircase since Y/N stopped in her tracks at Kate’s antics, not really wanting to risk to make her girlfriend fall down from her grasp or making them both fall onto the ground if Kate kept on with her teasing and her body would fail her, staring at one another pointedly as their chests heaved wildly up and down while they tried to take some needed breath from their previous heavy kissing. Despite the lustful electricity clear in the air, both felt happiness swirl into their chests and stomaches at the love they also felt in the air and between them, "c’mon, hurry up. I want to try a new thing. And I can’t do that if we stay here on the stairs all night. I need you completely undressed for me, on our bed. I want to take some time to admire your wonderful naked body first before trying out the thing I have in mind. I am 100% positive you will love it. I want to hear you scream my name so many times it will be the only thing that you will have in mind tonight. I will make you come so fucking hard and so many times you will not have even a single drop of cum left in you. I will fuck you so good, so hard and thoroughly that you won’t be able to walk tomorrow. But I will also make love to you to show you how much I love you."

"Oh is that so?" Y/N smirked widely at that as her body buzzed in anticipation and kneaded Kate’s ass firmly, triggering a moan from Kate at Y/N’s possessive gesture and making her core release a spurt of fresh arousal into her already ruined and drenched panties, increasing the already copious amount of wetness there. "Well I’m planning to do the exact same thing so I guess we both won’t leave the bed tomorrow. Too much spent to move."

"Well on the bright side, there are so many things to do in bed. Good thing tomorrow is Saturday."

"I thought you had homework to do." Y/N teased as she climbed one step and smirked up at Kate with a challenging eyebrow up.

"Oh I’m doing them right now. Well in a minute to be exact." Kate teased back as she pecked Y/N’s kiss-swollen lips now curled into a smile while feeling her starting her journey back up the stairs.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah. That Miss Williams is a real nightmare. She gave us a shit ton of homework." Kate felt Y/N lay her gently down on the mattress before watching her crawl onto her body and place her hands on each side of her head, smirking down at her with a mischievous glint into her beautiful Y/E/C irises, "so I’m getting an head start on them tonight."

"What homework did she give you?"

"Making your significant other come all night long. I even bought a new supply to finish my homework tonight." Y/N shivered at that and closed her eyes when she felt her whole body burn in anticipation at Kate’s words and bit down on her bottom lip to prevent herself to devour Kate right on that instant as she wanted to listen to her words first.

"What new supply?"

"It’s in the nightstand, first drawer." Y/N furrowed her eyebrows in a mix of confusion and curiosity and stretched over to open that said drawer on the left side of her bed and almost collapsed onto Kate’s body when her eyes fell onto the mysterious item. She slowly retrieved it before placing it beside their torsos. "Do you like it?"

"Babe, I fucking love it! Shit, when did you buy it?"

"Like a week ago. I was having you as my sweet desert on our table and after you came, you murmured how you wished we had a strap on to have even more fun. So I bought it right away."

"You don’t even know how much I love you."

"I can if we consider how much I love you."

"C’mere."

"Ah-ah." Kate pushed a finger on Y/N’s lips and stopped her from kissing her while on her other hand she grabbed the strap on from Y/N’s fingers and placed it back on the mattress, "I want to go first if it’s okay with you."

"Of course, whatever you want babe." Y/N smiled lovingly down at Kate despite the topic of the conversation they were having and nuzzled their noses sweetly together before laying a sweet peck on her lips.

"Okay now- you are overdressed for my likings." Kate smirked wolfishly at Y/N, quickly pulling her blazer off with her nimble fingers first, then kissing her fervently, slipping her tongue right past Y/N’s slightly open lips and sucking on her tongue hungrily. The sound that Y/N emitted at her possessive gesture send shivers down both their bodies and increased their arousals copiously, "fuck."

"Hm." Y/N hummed contentedly when Kate’s lips settled on her pulse point, sucking on it a few seconds to leave a light mark before moving down her collarbone and then following down her bra’s strap from her left shoulder to the top of her chest. As soon as her lips reached the softness of Y/N’s breast, nimble fingers unclasped her bra and threw it on the floor to join her blazer, giving Kate a wonderful view of Y/N’s naked torso.

"Beautiful."

"Not as much as you are babe."

"I beg to differ." Kate countered back with a warm smile, bracketed her face, caressing her jaw gently, then laying a feather-light peck on Y/N’s lips, "you are gorgeous. Breathtakingly stunning."

"Babe." Y/N let out in a dazed tone and nuzzled their noses together, "I love you so much."

"I love you." Kate kissed Y/N lovingly once more before detaching her lips from Y/N’s ones and looked at her mischievously, "now, let me get back to work." Kate booped on Y/N’s nose and watched as she smiled widely at her at her cute gesture, then she couldn’t resist and laid another peck on her lips, "I want you naked as soon as possible so I can have you all night long."

"Someone is gonna get an A on her homework." Y/N teased in a sing-song tone and chuckled when Kate lifted her gaze up from her hands on her girlfriend’s stomach to wiggle her eyebrows mischievously as a proud, smug smirk appeared on her kiss-swollen lips. She choked on her laugh when a second later, at a lightning speed, Kate fumbled with her belt, popped her trouser’s button open and slipped her pants down her ass. Y/N got trapped in a whirlwind of emotions all at once for just a moment and when she gained her sanity back right a few seconds later, she smiled sheepishly when she noticed Kate staring at her and with a soft grin on her lips, patiently waiting for her to come back to earth and silently asking her to sit up to pull her pants all the way down. Y/N immediately obliged, shimmying her way out of her pants with Kate’s help and as soon as her pants hit the floor, Y/N straddled Kate’s legs right away and circled her arms around her neck to pull her into a passionate kiss full of teeth and tongues.

"What can I say? I want to be at the top of the class."

"Oh is that so?"

"Yep. And by doing that I need to top you first." Kate whispered on Y/N’s lips sultrily, giving her the opportunity to distract Y/N, who whined at her words, and switched their positions swiftly, laying Y/N down on the bed before straddling her hips and lying down on her body, her hands on each side of her head while their faces were inches apart, making their breaths mingle hotly between their slightly open mouths.

"Smooth, Bishop. Really smooth." Y/N admitted in a breathy tone right on Kate’s big, smug smirk and almost wailed out loud when Kate moved slightly over Y/N purposefully and rubbed her boobs over Y/N’s ones teasingly, "but remember, I’m still your professor and I am the one that will grade your homework."

"Right, so let’s start then." Kate’s cheeky grin broadened when, after sitting up, she arched her back more than necessary and quickly I clasped her bra and threw it on the floor, feeling Y/N’s eyes on her all the time. To give Y/N the show she deserved, she grabbed both her boobs and kneaded it teasingly, all the while staring directly into Y/N’s eyes. Kate felt pride overwhelm her body at the hungry look Y/N was staring her with, shivering visibly when a small moan left her girlfriend’s lips after pinching both her nipples gently, but almost collapsed on Y/N when she noticed her eyes darkening and her hands flew on her naked hips, her pointer fingers slipping under the waistband of her lacy panties and rolled it around them needily.

"Can I touch you too?"

"Of course babe, but no funny business. I have a plan in mind and it involves making you come first."

"Fuck, okay, I’ll behave. But please, let me take your bra off." Y/N pecked Kate’s lips softly when the girl smiled lovingly at her and nodded, quickly unclasping Kate’s bra and letting it fly past Kate’s shoulder, over the room and onto the floor. "Perfect."

"Yeah, you are perfect." Kate countered back with a wide, loving smile as she stared intently into Y/N’s eyes, who looked back at her with just as much love and affection swimming into her Y/E/C irises.

"Such a dork." Y/N shook her head and smiled up at Kate before wrapping her lips around hers in a slow, languid kiss, that instantly deepened when Kate flushed their bodies together and rubbed their nipples together, sending chills all over their bodies. "I want you baby."

"I want you too baby. Ready?" Kate slipped a finger between their bodies and right between Y/N’s legs to make sure Y/N was turned on enough for her and found an already great amount of wetness there. "Hm, already so wet for me."

"I’ve been wet since I laid my eyes on you when I came back home." Y/N admitted as she bucked her hips up to desperately try to gain some more attention on her core with Kate’s fingers, but the archer teasingly pulled them away and, without breaking their eyes contact, she pushed her index finger, glistening with Y/N’s juices, into her mouth and licked it clean. She pulled her finger away from her mouth with a loud ‘pop’ and hummed out a lewd moan just to tease Y/N some more. "Delicious."

"Babe hurry up or I will literally come without a proper stimulation."

"Even if that would be amazing to witness, I would really like for you to come on my fingers and strap. So lay back, I’m gonna put the strap on."

"Can I help you?" Y/N asked with the softest and shyest tone she ever used, blushed furiously as she waited for her girlfriend’s answer, who simply smiled lovingly down at her.

"Of course babe. You didn’t even need to ask." Kate reassured Y/N, leaning down and kissing the Y/H/C girl languidly on her lips, making Y/N smile at her brightly after she pulled away.

"I know." Y/N spoke up timidly and her blush deepened each passing second Kate kept staring at her like she put the stars in the sky. "I just wanted to ask because I didn’t know if you wanted to put the harness alone and make me watch it."

"Hm, tempting. Really tempting." Kate hummed in thought as she tapped on her chin with her pointer finger in a thinking manner and smirked mischievously at Y/N, before huffing out a small laugh and pecking her lips once again when the girl’s blush deepened some more, "it would tease you to no end, but I think strapping me in would make you even more wet. So-." Kate trailed off to grab the harness into the bag and signaled Y/N to sit up as she settled on her knees, "strap me up."

"Okay, that- fuck- was too hot coming out of your mouth."

"I thought that it was your name as I moaned it, too much hot for you."

"No-." Y/N countered back resolutely, tapping on Kate’s left thigh and made her fumble around with her legs to make the harness slip over both of them before delicately strapping her in with a laser focus on, "that’s illegal. Only thinking about it, it’s making me even more wet."

"Hm, let me check." Kate immediately slipped her hand between Y/N’s legs and teased her folds with her fingers, letting out a lewd moan in the process just to tease Y/N some more, feeling her core releasing a fresh gush of arousal that made the black haired girl shudder at the feeling, "fuck yes."

"Let me finish strapping you up, so you can fuck me." Y/N let out in a shuddering breath, the stimulation on her core a welcoming but distracting sensation as she finished putting the strap on Kate.

"Needy, are we?" Kate asked in a sultry tone as she pulled her hand away and behaved for a few seconds to let Y/N finish putting the strap on into place, whimpering here and there after each time the harness and the small end of the strap buried in her vagina stimulated her overheated core and watched Y/N smirk as she did that, triggering a few shivers that traveled all over her body and merged all between her legs realizing she was doing it purposefully to tease her.

"Yes." Y/N answered earnestly after she strapped the last strap on Kate’s harness and watched Kate pointedly, lifting an eyebrow up seductively, "you teased me enough."

"Oh yeah." Kate smirked widely and wiggled her eyebrows mischievously down at Y/N before pecking her lips lovingly when she watched her eyes roll in fond exasperation, "my plan was exactly that. Teasing you to no end, making you so wet that you would’ve dripped onto the sheets." Kate trailed off to pointedly stare at Y/N’s juices dripping down the sheets and subsequently making Y/N look too, watching her shudder a moment before staring back at her, clearly out of breath, "and even though I think it’s never enough teasing you since it’s so fucking empowering and amusing watching you almost beg me to fuck you, fucking you is ten times better. So, lay back and get ready to get railed."

"Oh fuck, yes!" Y/N wailed as she laid back on the mattress with Kate’s hand on her right shoulder helping her down, and wiggled her body around to get comfortable on the bed before spreading her legs widely and giving Kate a great view of her core through her see through panties, dripping wet and ready for her girlfriend. "Do you want me to take it off?"

"No, I want to do it." Kate quickly got rid of Y/N’s panties, not wanting to waste more time and settled between her legs, teasing her entrance with the tip of the strap on before using her fingers to collect as much arousal from Y/N’s center and spreading it on the dildo to prepare it fully, reveling in the pitiful moans leaving Y/N’s mouth. "You ready?"

Y/N trashed her head around as she felt the lust pumping fast into her veins getting almost unbearable with Kate’s fingers caressing her dripping core before forcing herself to open her eyes at Kate’s question and meeting her almost black ocean blue irises, "yes babe. Make me fucking come."

"As you wish baby." Kate smirked widely and positioned the tip of the dildo right onto Y/N’s entrance and stared at her lovingly, "ready?"

"Yes baby."

"Okay." Kate eases the tip in slowly and shivered visibly when she felt Y/N let out a mix of a guttural groan and a moan, Y/N’s walls contracting on the dildo and pushing it in easily, making Kate almost go nuts.

"Fuck babe." Y/N moaned again when the archer slowly slipped the strap in to help her adjust to the strap on’s size and squeezed her hips gently to ground her as pleasure almost overwhelmed her.

"Shit babe." Kate moaned out loud as she tried to not to push her hips too much hard or too fast into Y/N’s core as she experienced the amazing sensation of having her girlfriend’s walls squeeze around her strap on and keeping pulling it more into her core while consequently pulling her hips more between Y/N’s legs, "you feel amazing around my strap babe."

"Oh shit! YES!" Y/N whined once again when Kate pushed slowly the dildo a few more inches in, stopping just a few seconds to not overwhelm Y/N too much, and trashed her head around in pure ecstasy at the sensation invading her body when Kate resumed her movements to push the dildo a bit more into Y/N. "You feel so fucking good babe, ah!"

"Tell me if it’s too much and I will pull out."

"No! No, I can take it, just go slow for now." Kate nodded and pecked Y/N’s lips lovingly when she stopped her movements again for a few seconds then resumed slipping the dildo slowly into Y/N when the girl nodded into the kiss, her hands gripping the back of her neck and Kate’s hands on her hips grounding her to the. Both girls let out a breathy moan when Kate bottomed out into Y/N’s core and flushed their hips impossibly closer, creating a new, intoxicating sensation they both already got addicted to.

"You good babe?"

"Fuck babe, yes! Give me a few seconds and you can move."

"So good." Y/N trashed her head around and wailed at the praises Kate whispered on her lips as she waited for Y/N’s signal, that arrived a few moments later with a small nod. Y/N wailed softly under her breath when Kate slipped slowly away and sunk the dildo back into her just as slowly. Kate knew Y/N was experiencing so much pleasure from her face contorting in pure ecstasy, but she didn’t knew she could feel the same as she moved into Y/N with the strap. It was so intimate, so full of raw emotions that it almost overwhelmed her, but she didn’t let her mind lose her focus and she got pulled out of her head by Y/N’s next words.

"Hm, you stretch me so good." Y/N moaned out loud when Kate flushed their hips together once again and stilled her movements to help Y/N adjust some more, wailing too at the lustful words before peppering kisses all over her face.

"Tell me when I can move."

"You can." Y/N answered right away, eager to feel Kate move into her again.

"You sure? We don’t have to rush anything." Kate assured Y/N and watched as a big, bright grin settled on her mouth at her thoughtful words.

"I know." Kate smiled softly at Y/N when she spoke in a tone a bit strained and nuzzled their noses together. "But I am ready now."

"Okay, then." Kate kept grinning down at Y/N for a few more seconds, then pecked her lips lovingly quickly, but didn’t move too far away, staying with her lips hovering over Y/N’s ones as she moved her hips back slowly and pushed the dildo almost all the way out of Y/N before, with just as much sweetness and just as much slowly, she eased the dildo right back in, shivering wildly at the low, long moan Y/N emitted right on her mouth at the amazing sensations Kate was triggering.

"Fuck babe! Shit! Do that again." Kate did as she was asked and repeated the delicate movement, feeling Y/N’s walls swallow the dildo perfectly each time she moved back in, increasing her own arousal tenfold.

"Slow or can I move a bit faster?"

"You can go faster now baby."

"Okay." Kate smiled lovingly at Y/N before repeating her previous motion, pulling out slowly before sliding her strap on into Y/N’s core a bit faster, eliciting a low, guttural groan from her girlfriend.

"Yes!" Y/N canted her hips up and tried to meet Kate’s tender thrusts as the pleasure built within her each passing second, the small pain from the initial stretch long forgotten as she experienced the best pleasure she had ever experienced and the fact that she was enduring it all with Kate that was being so loving and careful, was making it all ten times better. "Fuck babe, you don’t even know how good you feel right now."

"Trust me, I know babe." Kate grunted out right as she pushed her hips back a bit more faster and thrusted her dildo back into Y/N a bit more hard, "even if I’m not completely attacked to this strap on, fuck it almost feels real. I can feel so connected with you." Kate admitted as she accidentally slammed the strap on hard into Y/N and made her wail particularly loud at that. "Sorry! I got carried away."

"Are you fucking kidding me? Do that again please! Harder if you can!" Y/N grunted in frustration as Kate kept thrusting into her in a slow rhythm and moved her hands from Kate’s neck to her shoulder blades to clung onto them to try to be as closer to her girlfriend as she could.

"With pleasure babe." With that Kate quickly pulled a few inches out of Y/N and pushed right back in quickly and hard, hitting something in Y/N that made her growl in rapture.

"Oh shit, yes!"

Kate smiled widely at the moan of pure ecstasy Y/N emitted after Kate pulled out slowly and slammed the dildo back in a tad bit harder and fast, not really knowing how to explain how she literally felt Y/N’s walls squeeze the dildo and moving it just enough to stimulate her own core with moving the small end buried inside of her. "You are so beautiful baby."

"Not as much as-fuck- you babe." Y/N replied between a loud moan when Kate repeated the gesture and helped her movement with her hands laid them on Y/N’s hips, steadying her sloppy movements and stopping her hips from moving too much and instead helping her meeting her thrusts to increase her pleasure, "oh yes! You look so beautiful fucking me babe."

"Oh yeah?" Kate asked in a strained voice, fatigue catching up with her but she put it aside as she focused on giving Y/N the best orgasm she had ever had and delivering the best pleasure she ever experienced. "Well I’m only trying to make you cum all over me to see how gorgeous you are as you scream my name."

"Shit."

"Hold on, let me try something." Kate steadied herself on her knees and gripped Y/N’s hips harder as she pulled out fast and just as quickly slammed her strap on hard back into Y/N, making Y/N’s body wiggle a little and watched with her mouth watering Y/N’s boobs shake up and down from the movement.

"Holy fuck! Again! Harder! YES!" Y/N slammed her head back on the pillow and arched her back as the pleasure spreading all over her body almost overwhelmed her when Kate repeated the gesture over and over, delivering precise and hard thrusts.

"Fuck, I love your moans."

"And I love youYESYESYES!"

"Look at you, so needy for my strap."

"Yes!" Y/N moaned loudly as she arched her neck back and closed her eyes hard, making her almost see stars behind them, "yes babe! I want all of you!"

"Hm, we can arrange something after I fuck your brains out." Kate stated as she pushed harder into Y/N, making her body move wildly onto the mattress, her boobs moving up and down in synch with Y/N’s body after Kate’s harsh thrusts. "Feel good?"

"Oh yes! Faster babe, please."

"As you wish, my beautiful baby." Kate sped up her movements and grunted out in fatigue as she doubled her efforts to try to pump into Y/N hard without hurting her, the small end into her building her own orgasm as pleasure invaded her body.

"Oh fuck!" Y/N trashed her head around in pure ecstasy as Kate hit a new spot within her, making her almost see stars as her body trembled in pure, raw pleasure, the sounds their bodies made as they slammed together and the headrest hitting the wall in soft ‘thuds’ created a sinful melody that inebriated both girls.

"Fuck babe, you look so hot right now." Kate let out in a strained, breathy tone, also full of all the love, the admiration and the affection she had for her girlfriend, her eyes full of tenderness and fondness as she smiled adoringly down at Y/N, "you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever had the pleasure to lay my eyes on."

"Babe! Fuck. You can’t say things like that while pounding into me." Y/N felt her whole face burn with a scorching blush, pretty sure it wasn’t for the intense pleasure she was experiencing but 100% sure it was from Kate’s loving words as she regarded her with that intense, fond look in her beautiful, gorgeous ocean blue eyes, now slightly darker from their lewd activities. "It was so fucking adorable but also extremely hot. You don’t even know how much I love you."

"I love you, so much." Kate leaned down and trapped Y/N’s still a bit bruised lips in an hard kiss, it wasn’t rushed and it was completely chaste, but it was so powerful and intense both felt their bodies shiver wildly and hugged each other close, all the while Kate kept her unrelenting pace into Y/N, never stopping her hard and precise thrusts into her. "I love you."

"I’m so close. Let me come babe. Let me come all over you."

"Of course my love." Kate doubled her efforts and pushed more into Y/N’s core as she fought against the fatigue, using her hands to stop Y/N’s sloppy movements and increase her pleasure by placing her thumb on her pulsating clit, rolling it under her thumb. "Fuck, you are so tight."

"Oh Kate!"

"Are you ready to come?" Kate asked in a soft, breathy tone, visibly shivering when she heard Y/N moan lewdly in response. Kate knew Y/N was almost ready to hit her tipping point, if her back arching and her moans increasing in volume were anything to go by, "answer me babe. I want to hear you say it."

"Yes babe! I’m so so so close! Please! Just a bit more harder and faster!" Y/N pleaded needily, moaning and wailing pitifully when Kate fulfilled her request right after by moving in and out of her impossibly fast and hard, the squelching sounds of the dildo coming in and out of her making everything so much hot and sinful and dirty. "Yes! I’M SO CLOSE! FUCK!"

"Come for me babe. I can feel you want to come. Do it." And Y/N did right after, her walls swallowing the dildo impossibly in as fluids spurted out of her core and onto the dildo, Kate’s lap and the sheets, causing Kate’s brain to spiral out of control at the sensation.

"Holy shit, that was so powerful."

"You looked so beautiful." Kate stated in awe as she pushed a strand of hair behind Y/N’s ear before leaning down and kissing her tenderly, "how do you feel?"

"Like I’m floating. Fuck I love you so much."

"I love you babe." Kate replied with a million dollars grin and pecked Y/N’s lips once again, not deepening it and keeping it chaste as both reveled in the other’s presence, "I love you so much."

"Stop Kate! You’re making me blush!" Y/N tried to shield her blushing face from Kate as she giggled cutely at the archer staring at her lovingly by moving it to the side and covering it with her hands, but Kate wasn’t having it and after grasping Y/N’s wrists gently, she pulled her hands away from her face, glad that Y/N didn’t resist her, and showered her blushing face with soft, loving kisses, causing Y/N’s giggles to come back in full swing. "I’ve never felt so happy."

"Really?"

"Yes babe. I’ve never been so intimate with someone like I’ve been with you. And I’m not only talking about sex or making love, no. I’m talking about sharing our deepest secrets, our most yearned desires, our insecurities, our fears. But I’m also talking about our banters, our silly selves joking around at any times, even after having sex. I’ve never been so happy in my life. I knew from the moment I saw you walking into that conference room in the Avengers Facility 2 years ago you would’ve been a really important person in my life. It would be cliché to say that I fell in love with you in that instant and maybe it would’ve been too soon, but I knew I started feeling something from you from that moment on."

"Now that we’re pouring our hearts out, I guess it’s my turn to say that this is the happiest I’ve ever been and I got to meet Clint Barton, having him as my mentor. My idol since I was a kid." Y/N chuckled softly at Kate’s dorky response, shaking her head in fond exasperation and making Kate laugh alongside her. "Anyway, I must admit when we first met I was a bit intimidated by you."

"What? Why?" Y/N interrupted Kate with wide eyes and an incredulous, amused grin, before giggling softly when the archer laughed and nodded.

"Yeah! First of all, you know how much of a fangirl I am and y’know being in the Avengers Compound, joining the Avengers, meeting the Avengers was all a bit overwhelming. Anyway, I knew who you were and I already had a crush on you. But fuck when I saw you in the conference room, it was… wow."

"Really?" Y/N asked incredulously as she stared at Kate in shock at her admission, watching as a small blush settled on her cheeks as she nodded shyly at her girlfriend, "why didn’t you make a move sooner?"

"Because I was afraid to loose you! I was over the moon when we became friends and then best friends. I didn’t want to ruin what we had just because I couldn’t control myself, my feelings and I couldn’t keep it into my pants."

"Well, from how fucking great you are in bed, I think we can all agree you could’ve definitely not kept it into your pants." Y/N teased Kate with a sultry look and bit on her bottom lip seductively as she wiggled her eyebrows, making Kate snort at her with a fond shake of her head.

"Horny teenager."

"Nope, I’m the teacher in our mission, remember? You are the teen here."

"Suck a dork." Kate laughed heartily at Y/N’s joke and shook her head amusedly, bracketing her face and kissing her soundly on her mouth, "anyway, I just wanted to have you in my life. I didn’t want to scare you away with my feelings, so I stashed it all inside. If it meant keeping you in my life, I was willing to keep my feelings at bay for the sake of our friendship."

"Oh babe, c’mere." Y/N pulled Kate down in a sweet, chaste kiss as she caressed her face gently with her hands, "we had the same thought. I didn’t want to ask you out just because if you rejected me, I wouldn’t have known how to deal with you walking away from my life. But trust me every hug, every kiss on the cheek, every cuddling session was both a fucking torture and the most beautiful thing in the world. It was like having a taste of what dating you would feel like but then reality crushed down on me and made me remember we weren’t together, just best friends."

"I don’t know about you, but I can literally hear Yelena telling us we are stupid."

Y/N giggled heartily at Kate’s joke and nodded in agreement, both taking a bit of time to laugh together at how stupid they actually had been all this time. "But then everything worked out in the end. And I’m so glad it did."

"Me too." Kate smiled warmly down at Y/N before leaning down to kiss her again and both sighed contentedly into the kiss, keeping it chaste to savor the moment before pulling away just a slight bit, enough for Kate to nuzzle their noses together adoringly, "can I pull the strap out or do you need a bit more time?"

"No, it’s fine. You can move it out now."

"Okay." Kate pecked Y/N’s lips once more before slowly pulling away, hearing Y/N whine in both protest at the lack of fullness the dildo was providing and from the strain of her perfectly stretched core.

"Hello there." Y/N smiled lovingly up at Kate when the archer got out of the harness, moaned a bit when she pulled the small end of the dildo out of her extremely wet core and placed the harness and the dildo on the nightstand before leaning onto Y/N’s naked body and sighed contentedly when the girl’s arms embraced her torso lovingly.

"Hi." Kate smiled warmly and tenderly down at Y/N before kissing her gently, not rushing anything despite her core pulsating wildly and begging her to do something, the love exuding from both of them after their speech was still present and it wrapped around them like it was a warm and cozy blanket, "you’re so beautiful."

"You’re one to talk. You’re gorgeous babe."

"I love you."

"I love you Kate."

"We’re so soft, like we’ve never been." Kate chuckled alongside Y/N at her words, watching as Y/N nodded in amusement and agreement, "I know every time we have sex we also make love, but we’ve never been this- mushy."

"I agree. It must have been the fact that I fall in love with you every single day some more, then." Y/N smiled charmingly at Kate who blushed furiously at her girlfriend’s words.

"Such a charmer."

"What can I say? I like sweeping you off your feet."

"You sweep me off my feet every time you smile."

"Who’s the charmer now?" Y/N asked ironically at Kate’s smug grin and nuzzled their noses together when she giggled softly under her breath.

"I’m just- so happy and so fucking in love with you."

"I know how you feel babe, because I feel the same." Y/N admitted and shared a quick peck with Kate before sighing happily after pulling away as she caressed her naked back gently.

"How do you feel?"

"Great." Y/N answered Kate’s question with a dopey smile, making Kate grin alongside her with a dumb smile of her own, both giggling loudly and care-freely at the love still present around them, "you are really good at using the strap on. I feel thoroughly fucked, holy shit."

"Thank you!" Kate smiled widely at Y/N’s compliment, feeling pride swell deeply within her at her girlfriend’s praising her skills in bed, "even if I haven’t used it so often in my past sexcapades, I’m really glad to hear that. I only want to make you feel good babe."

"You did, you made me feel a lot more than good. Great. Amazing. Wonderful. Exceptional. Extraordinary."

"I’m glad to hear that. I only want you to feel like a queen and I want you to be worshipped the way you deserve to be worshipped."

"And I want the same for you babe." Kate smiled warmly at Y/N before leaning down again to meet her lips in a languid kiss, "well I must admit I’ve had the best orgasm I’ve ever had with you, so yeah, you are doing a pretty good job at worshipping my body."

"Good."

Y/N smiled warmly up at Kate before nuzzling their noses together, a cute gesture despite their conversation, "I also need to admit I’ve never felt so good in bed before you came into the picture, no pun intended." Y/N joked and reveled with a dumb smile at Kate’s loud giggle at her joke. "You are amazing in bed."

"So are you babe." Kate countered back with a sweet grin as she kept nuzzling their noses some more, sometimes moving her nose on Y/N’s cheek but returning on Y/N’s nose to peck her lips from time to time, "I must admit I had a lot of one night stands, but you had been so fucking good I asked myself if I’ve ever had sex before. No one can match your sex skills in bed."

"I am honored really." Y/N smiled proudly as she lifted her chin up boldly and puffed her chest a bit cheekily, "my ego is literally exploding right now babe."

"Well I only speak the truth, the things you can do with that mouth of yours are out of this world."

Y/N growled under her breath and sunk her nails into Kate’s shoulder blades, the archer hissing a bit in a mix of pain and pleasure at the stinging sensation on her skin but let Y/N flush their bodies together and both reveled in their naked chests rubbing together, "and you have yet to see what I can do with a strap on."

"I can’t wait to find out." Kate rasped out after she heard Y/N’s low, hoarse, seductive tone and bit down on Y/N’s bottom lip teasingly, smiling when the girl groaned under her breath at her bold gesture.

"Okay, we need to wash it first. I will be quick."

"Okay, yeah." Kate nodded in understanding and moved a slight bit to the side to let Y/N move and sit up from the bed, "I’ll wait here. Or do you want me to come with you?"

"No you can stay here." Y/N kissed Kate softly and smiled warmly at her, before moving slightly further down the bed and got off of it, "why don’t you stay here and spread those amazing legs for me while I wash this strap on?"

"Fuck." Kate whispered under her breath as a shiver wrecked her whole body with her temperature rising instantly, but nodded nonetheless and already moved on the bed to lay down on the pillows comfortably.

"I’ll be quick." Kate stared transfixed as Y/N moved away from her before grabbing the strap on and walking towards the en-suite to go wash the dildo, focusing a few seconds on her naked ass and noticing how Y/N swayed her hips more than necessary, making Kate smile knowingly as she realized Y/N was doing that purposefully just to tease her as she was sure Kate would’ve stared at her ass. She got out of her daze and quickly moved around to settle comfortably on the bed, spreading her legs open wide to give Y/N a great view of her dripping wet core when she would walk out of the bathroom. After about 2 minutes Y/N walked out of the en-suite and almost dropped the dildo on the floor to join her jaw at the amazing sight she walked in on. "Holy shit."

Kate felt her body boil over with pride, arousal and power as she watched Y/N devour her body with her eyes - silently hoping she would devour her pussy and her body too with her mouth later on -, "like what you see?"

"A lot."

"Are you gonna just stare or are you gonna do something?" Kate asked seductively with her voice an octave lower than usual and made Y/N shiver visibly as her core pulsated with fresh arousal, "I am so wet for you babe."

"I can see that, Kate." Y/N spoke up with her voice hoarse and full of lust, her Y/E/C eyes almost black with need to make Kate come undone with the strap on, with her fingers and with her mouth, that need almost too unbearable and too much overwhelming that she felt frozen in her spot as she gripped the strap on between her hands with her eyes fixated on Kate’s bldy. "I can see you dripping down onto the sheets, your wonderful pussy screaming at me to lick it clean, your clit begging for my lips play with it. I can hear your whole body asking for me and I can’t wait to fulfill all your and your body’s requests, one after another." Y/N admitted with a sultry tone, arousal, lust and need for her girlfriend she had spread onto her bed, clear in her voice, dripping with an extremely odd sweetness in it despite her crass words and the subject of their conversation. She finally moved from her frozen spot right out of the en-suite and walked slowly towards Kate, who instinctively spread her legs some more and teasingly slipped a hand between her thighs and moved a finger up and down her wet folds, smirking seductively when Y/N focused intently on her movements before meeting her dark ocean blue irises, "you’re playing dirty here Bishop." Y/N commented Kate’s bold gesture as she climbed up the bed and positioned herself between Kate’s legs, sitting on her calves and still gripping the dildo hard between her hands. She eyed Kate’s precise strokes for a few more seconds before moving one hand away from the dildo and moved it towards Kate’s core, gripping her wrist and pulling her hand away from her pussy with a small growl, watching as an innocent smile fell on Kate’s lips.

"Yup, I’m dripping wet for you. I was just checking."

"Kate." Y/N grumbled Kate’s name before leaning down and kissing her fervently, her tongue slipping past Kate’s slightly parted lips to lick every nook and cranny of her mouth as she flushed their bodies together, making them both hum in appreciation.

"Do you want to put the strap on me or do you want me to do it myself?" Y/N asked in a murmur on Kate’s lips after pulling away from the intense kiss to take some needed breath as their burning lungs screamed at them for some fresh air.

"Are you seriously asking me that?"

"Well yeah." Kate smiled lovingly up at Y/N at her question and bit on her bottom lip to prevent her smile to get bigger, eliciting a small giggle from her girlfriend, "I want you to do everything you want to do. I don’t want to force you to do something."

"I love you so fucking much." Kate spoke up as cradled Y/N’s face with her hands, squeezed her cheeks a few seconds, eliciting a small giggle from Y/N, before slamming their lips together in a slow, delicate but forceful kiss, effectively morphing Y/N’s laugh in a moan. "I want to do everything with you my beautiful Y/N Y/L/N."

"Me too."

"So, can I put the strap on on you?"

[3/3]

[therottingstar]

Looking for JJK rp buddies!!

celestialgrotesque on discord! friend away!

Helloooo!! im celestialGrotesque and i am here to ask if anyone would like to be rp partners (also 18 n up) :3 Im 18, have little to no limits (except weird shit) and yeah Here are my mains - Megumi, Geto, Nobara, Choso my secondaryes - Yuji, Sukuna, Uraume, Mahito and mine "I love them, I can write them, but not that confident" - Gojo, Toji , mimiko and nanako (together, cant play them separately) ,Any other character really, just need to do research on them, kenjaku Ill tag the ships I like,,, so uh if this is in A SHIPP TAG,,,,,,,, AND YOU WANNA RP,,,,,,, big ol eyes QUALITY OVER QUANTITY RP!!

rp example belloww

Megumi hands felt as the warm water of the sink ran through them, carefully brushing the green side of the sponge against the small bowl he uttilized for dinner. As he washed the reminders of dirt away, he couldnt help but.... ponder. There was an emptiness weighing in the back of his neck, as he finished the dishes carefully placing them on the drying rack. He took off the small filter of the sink, trowing the disgusting wet pieces of food in the trash before finally putting it back in its place. Megumi washed his hands again, drying them in the nearby towel before running them through his hair. He took deep breaths, attempting to stabilize himself. But his thoughts grew erratic, his mind raced circles upon circles. It hurt. "hff.....huff..." He breathed, 'just like in therapy' he thought, sitting down back against the small cupboard under the sink. He covered his eyes with his hands, breathing as deeply as he managed. 'I must be the worst', he thinks. Today had been a particularly rough day for Megumi, he had a small disagreement with Nobara and Yuji, something considerably small for the two of them had ticked Megumi off, causing him to blow up on his friends. Why was Megumi like that? If he was to really think about it he was not worthy of his friends, Nobara and Yuji were sweet and strong people, people that didnt need him. And god how dare he shout at them like that. Hurt them like that. "Deep....breaths...." He felt iregular, out of control. His head was spinning and he felt like too much. The lights felt too bright and the world felt woozy. Weakly, he brings his hands together summoning the devine dogs, who carefully began comforting him. They put their weights on Fushiguro, carefully pushing down on him to assist on his regulation. It felt like days for Megumi, the breathlessness and spinning world stopping slowly but eventually, he felt ok enough to go to his bed. The two wolf-dogs hop on the bed aswell, snouts pressing against Megumi as he held his pillow, small tears forming in his eyes. He hated being weak like this. But- he would be ok. Thats something he knows. Thats something he was promised. He is going to be ok. THE FORMATTING IS FUCKED,,, BUT YOU GET THE JIST!!

[selfindulgentpixies]

Satoru Gojo x GN!reader

Reader is shorter than Gojo. Mentions of reader being an artist and doing fiber crafts. Two mentions of reader wearing glasses

The world is a bit muffled around the edges for you as you frustratingly try to complete the same task you’d been trying to complete for the last… the last… you weren’t sure anymore. Without meaning to a little frustrated growl slips through your teeth and your exhaustion bruised eyes narrow. Just as you’re about to toss the offending lump of yarn, a pair of large hands envelope your own from behind, making you gently place your work down.

You nearly jump out of your skin and if not for the height difference between you and your partner you probably would have cracked your head and his jaw with the force of it. You get out a yelp before he speaks.

“When was the last time you slept? You were up when i went to bed and still up before i got up to leave this morning and i’m pretty sure you were working on this then too.” You can picture the displeased tilt of his mouth before you even tip your head back to look at him. He tuts upon seeing your face. There are deep bruises under your eyes and your eyes are reddened from strain.

Blindfold around his neck and still in his uniform Satoru stares down at you. One of his hands leaves yours to gently brush his thumb under your glasses and below your eye. “I’m fine, Satoru, you know i cant sleep sometimes..”

“You look half dead and you nearly threw your project, and i have personally experienced how precious you are about your work,” he says with both exasperation and fondness.

His mind goes back to your time in school before the two of you were together. You were just a shy and gloomy first year with an interestingly technique to him at that point. So he was more than a little curious when he saw you curled up drawing. He’d plucked your sketch pad from your hands but didn't get very far before you bit his wrist of all things and yanked your sketchbook back. It may not have been his first impression of you but it was a lasting one.

He’s broken from the memory by you huffing. “I’m fine really,” there’s an edge of irritation to your voice that you’ve rarely held with him since becoming adults. Under the irritation he can hear how exhausted you are, you voice pitched low. You haven’t pulled away from him at least. Satoru takes that to mean you haven’t entirely hit your tired tantrum threshold and really he’d rather you don’t hit that point.

You’re looking away from him when he next speaks, your neck no longer tilted back uncomfortably to look back up at.

“That settles that then.”

“Settles wha-, Satoru put me down!”

“I’ll put you down once we’re in the bedroom. You need rest. When you stay up this long you start getting cranky and worse you get mean to yourself.” He wasn't wrong but you still flail in protest.

You’re exhausted though and even the small effort to insist you’re fine makes exhaustion weigh heavy on your bones. “…are you going to stay with me at least?” You question with a pout, one he’s sure you’re not even aware you’re making.

He places you on your shared bed, his eyes are bright and a hint of his usual smile tugs at his lips now that he knows you’re actually going to lay down. “Pretty sure you don’t want to cuddle me until i’ve showered, sweetheart.” He boops you on the nose before moving toward the bathroom. “Get comfortable and i’ll be back out before you know it and i won’t even smell like a dead curse anymore.”

He’s pretty sure you’re aware of the pout you’re giving him now and he laughs before closing the bathroom door behind him.

When he gets out of the bathroom snow white strands of hair are dripping into his face and clean sweat pants sit low on his hips. You're not sure when he grabbed them but to be fair your attention wasn't the sharpest right now. You sit up from your curled position in the middle of the bed and make grabby hands at him.

He blows a wet strand of hair away from his face in vain. “Gotta dry my hair first, Sweetheart.”

“Bring me the dryer?”

The look he gives you is both warm and amused as he turns to go retrieve the hair dryer. You were pretty sure he wanted to say something teasing but he refrained.

You’re already sitting at the edge of the bed when he returns dryer in hand. Plugging in the dryer he sits down, his warm back pressing against your legs. Nothing is said as you begin to dry his hair. His eyes slip shut as you work, your fingers combing through the soft drying strands.

The dryer clicking off and the ensuing silence prompt him to get up. your fingers trail over his back as he stands causing little goosebumps to rise in the wake of your touch. You set the dryer on the night stand just as he turns and crawls into bed, he slips your glasses off your face and gently sets them by the hair dryer before pulling you into his arms, shuffling you both to the middle of the bed to lay down.

“You really should get more rest you know. How long have you been awake?”

A moment of hesitation, you know he won’t like the answer “… i think thirty eight hours give or take…?” Dipping your head under his chin. You feel more than hear him sigh.

“___, i swear i’m going to have to start sedating you. Your sleep medication certainly isn’t doing the job.” You feel a kiss pressed to the top of your head.

“ ‘m fine really,” the words slur a little as you yawn into his neck.

He squeezes you a little. “uhuh sure you are” He can tell you’re fading fast and there's not much conversation to be had. Especially with the way he's rubbing your back in soothing circles, coaxing you toward sleep.

Before you're fully gone though your lips press against his neck "Love you, 'toru."

He smiles and kisses the top of your head. "Love you more." if you'd still been awake he knows you would have protested.

@nanamikentoseyebags

[enormities-writes]

imagina Alisha Daniels (misfits) with a fem!reader who’s power is immunity and them falling in love. really fluffy maybe? with a smidge of angst when reader finds out Alisha used her power on Curtis (cant remember which episode).

just a thought feel free to ignore this request.

Secrets | Alisha Daniels x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your trust in Alisha is tested after becoming closer to her.

Warnings: Hurt/comfort, a whoooole lotta cursing, graphic descriptions of violence and gore, panic attack?/being horrified at dead people, not proofread, probably ooc everyone, kissing, everything in the show, crying, tried my best to sound British but I’ve never had beans on toast

Words: 8050

A/N: I got episodes 2 and 3 mixed up, oopsies. I'm so sorry this has taken so long; I have been so terribly busy. I don't remember writing like half of this, so I have no idea if it's good or not. I hope you guys like it.

To the person who made this request, thank you so much for making it, it makes me so truly happy. I'm so sorry this took so long.

Masterlist

Please do not copy or translate any of my work. Thank you!

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Some big guy called Tony could not seem to shut up. 

“There are people out there that think you're scum. You have an opportunity to show them they’re wrong.”

And it wasn’t like the guy with curly hair was any better. You don’t think a single person here has thanked him for his little comments. And yet when some guy threatens to stab him, he takes it as encouragement.

You sigh as a ringing cell phone brings you out of your thoughts. “Hi.” You look over and see a short girl with curly, bouncy hair talking into her cell phone. A thin pale belt cinches in the waist of her offending orange jumpsuit, and brightly colored bracelets sit on the skin of her wrist.

Her face adorns moles and freckles sporadically sprinkled, resembling constellations in the night sky. A sheer pink gloss is spread over her lips, shining and shifting in the light of the outside sun.

Voices overlap, a cacophony of sounds and noises coincide until one reaches above the rest. “What makes you think you’re better than us?” Was that even English?

The curly haired boy keeps egging everyone on and eventually Most Likely To Become a Murderer guy puts his hands on him, pushing and pulling on his jumpsuit with threats spewing from his lips so Tony is forced to cut in.

A loud laugh comes from the beautiful girl with fluffy hair, her mouth opened wide, teeth showing in a wide grin. Her eyes crinkle and squint from the force of her smile. The wind blows through her hair and carries the sound of joy within its breeze.

Later, you hold brushes slathered in white paint, gliding them along dark, metal benches. Most of you are painting without care, letting full droplets and trickles dry, making the surface imperfect and bumpy. The scent of wet paint fills the stale, dry air, making it feel as if your nose hairs are about to fry off.

Every once in a while, you’d look over to see the pretty girl, whom you now know as Alisha, to be talking with the runner guy. She’d give him a look over, admiring where his skin would stretch over large muscles, giggling with him, and batting her eyelashes.

You imagine the nights where it’s just you two, laughing and cuddling while drinking hot chocolate. The days when you would put together a picnic, her eyes turning golden in the sunshine. What would her soft skin feel like underneath your fingertips? What pet names would she call you? What would it feel like to wake up next to her every day, streaks of warm sunlight running through the curtains?

A sigh would leave your lips, and you’d get back to the task at hand. Feeling a gaze on you, you look up, finding icy blue eyes looking in your direction. 

He's been quiet this whole time, but his gaze is almost understanding. A look of warmth is in his frigid gaze, his brows and eyelids relaxed and empathetic. After a second of silent support, you both go back to the task at hand, looking back down as your hands move the handles of wet paint brushes.

Your mind races with thoughts of the beautiful girl. Every laugh she emits, every smile that feels warm and indescribably ethereal. But her eyes are staring at him, whoever the runner guy is. Who knows if she even likes other girls? What if she's straight? I guess it doesn't matter if she's only interested in him anyway.

You know you're being petty and salty over two people whom you don't even know, but who can blame you? She's gorgeous. Even so, you try to redirect your thoughts to the bench in front of you.

After minutes of agonizing boredom, Tony walks out of the building and starts nagging the group. Everyone gets up, observing a large, dark, shadowy black cloud in the sky. The tendrils reach down as if they’re trying to touch land. The swirls would be almost pretty if it weren’t for the sinking feeling in your stomach. The whole sense of your body is yelling at you to get away from the darkness.

The feeling is proven right when a large ball of ice crashes into an empty car just a few feet away.

Glass shatters, chunks and pieces flying in every direction as the metal of the hood becomes dented from the impact. The car rolls back, violently colliding with other cars adjacent to it. If anyone had been in that car, their skull would have undoubtedly been smashed in, and their brain would be mush, staining the fabric of the seats with the offending sludge.

The alarm goes off even though the top half of the car is unrepairable. The grating sound repeats over and over, piercing through the atmosphere. Screams echo out, mixing with it in a horrible song.

Another aggressive object flies down, hitting directly into the pond behind you all. Water splashes and flies, wetting whatever surface it lands on.

Black mist tendrils reach from the clouds, and your stomach churns at the sight, breath catching in your throat as the circumstances become dizzying.

More objects smash down all around you and Tony suggests getting inside. Everyone runs to the entrance, tennis shoes bounding down the concrete, legs burning to go faster as air escapes your lungs.

Screams ring out from every impact, some coming mere feet from your bodies, destroying anything they come in contact with.

Hundreds of objects rain down with unforeseen forces and even after going up all of the stairs to get to the double doors, Curtis finds them unwilling to open.

“Come on!” “Open the door!” “Come on! Open the fucking door!”

You fly back, lightning striking you all like lightning rods, the force pushing you up off the ground and into the air.

 Energy courses through your veins for a split second, almost unnoticeable except for the fact that you feel as if you're breathing clearly for the first time. Soaring through skies of freedom and power, the clouds caressing your body like the softest blankets you can get your hands on. The air rushing over your body, cold but refreshing.

The feeling is swiftly ended by the impact of crashing you onto your back, every ounce of air in your lungs punched out at the force as you lay on the concrete.

Little did you all know that this storm would change your lives forever.

You all sprint into an open room with the front doors, the fluorescent lights making your orange jumpsuits boring and desaturated. Shoes slam on the reflective surface of the ugly gray linoleum tile. 

Your heart is beating out of your chest, you can feel it pound in your ears, blood violently pumping through your heart.

A high pitched sound of rubber squeaking on the floor is heard right as you hear a grunt of impact, a person wearing an orange jumpsuit thudding on the tile. Your head whips over, eyes locking on Nathan laying down, presumably having just fallen. But your eyes are more interested in the deep red streaks and droplets decorating the gray tile, a puddle glistening under the corner of a just as gray locker.

The liquid stains Nathan's skin, running down every crease and crack, every wrinkle being moisturized by the horrid liquid.

His orange jumpsuit soaks it up, absorbing and soaking into the cotton or whatever cheap fabric they're made out of.

Your heartbeat sounds like a bass, each and every thump making nausea boil in your throat, your head feeling faint and light.

Thump

Your lungs greedily take in air, but it feels as if you’re not breathing at all, like your lungs are perpetually deflated, the oxygen passing through your nostrils thin and watered down. Your eyes are transfixed on the wetness leaking from under the hinges and gaps in the locker, the still spreading of it on the tile below.

Thump

“Is that blood?!” The chavs voice knocks you out of your trance, gaze frantically darting around the room.

Nathan darts up, horrified, gaze locked on his red hands. “Get it off of me!”

Everyone walks towards the locker with hesitant steps, one thought passing through you all. What's in the locker? Where is the blood coming from? No. Who is the blood coming from?

Your scan of the room is shaky, eyes searching for anything or anyone who can give you some type of support.

Alisha. Her lip wobbles, indentions being revealed on her chin. Her eyes shine with salty tears, they press up against the precipice of her waterline, so close to rushing over. Worried lines appear on her brow line. Her gaze locks with yours and the petrifying situation washes over you both. 

You thought that when you would look at her and she you, you would feel relief. You would feel reassured and comforted. 

But instead, you feel the need to make sure it’s she who’s feeling that way. You want her to find solace in your arms and to be able to know that everything is going to be okay. You want every ounce of doubt and worry to be washed away by your care. To sweep her hair out of her eye and cup her soft cheeks in your palms, even as hot tears roll down them. You want to be able to wipe the tears away, and for her cheeks to be dry once more, and for her to look at you like you’re everything she's ever needed.

Instead, the locker slams open under Curtis’s prying fingers.

Screams ring out and everyone immediately backs away from the body. It’s the guy with the cap from before. His head slumps forward and you all look at his pale, bloody body in silence.

It runs down from his ears, his jumpsuit soaked and sopping with the fluid. In some thin places, it’s already started to dry down, becoming flakey and patchy. His face is blank and completely relaxed, staring at the floor below.

A gasp leaves you, the stinging of tears start to gather on your waterline. Your feet move on their own accord, bringing you a few feet backwards in tiny, unrealized steps. Shaky breathing is emitted to your right.

Your blurry gaze slowly drags its way to look at Alisha. Her eyebrows press together as her hands cup around her mouth in mortification. Her eyes don't seem to waver from the body, transfixed on it like she can’t look away.

Her hands come down, her mouth agape and downturned. Her breathing is choppy and uncertain. Her hands shakily come down, and her back straightens, rigid.

The rest of them look at the body in morbid curiosity and fear. You pay them no mind, barely listening as your throat tightens. Alisha's tears glisten, her worry lines deepening.

“He’s going to kill us” she hiccups at the end, not being able to breathe properly.

“Shit, fuck.” Your air comes in and out in quick breaths. You turn away to the other wall, your back facing the scene. “Oh god,” You sharply take in a breath, your pulse racing. To your left, Curtis puts a hand on Alisha’s back to comfort her.

“Come on, don’t look at him.” He tries to console her, to no avail. His hand trails over, gently grasping her wrist.

His grip quickly turns aggressive, tightly squeezing her skin. He twists his wrist up, his hold on her never wavering. His back straightens, eyes going wide as if someone had shocked him or something.

But the next words that come out of his mouth are something that none of you could have ever expected.

“I’ve got to have sex with you right now.” 

What the actual fuck just came out of this mans mouth?

Veins bulged from his arm at the force with which he was gripping her. Your head snaps over, looking at the scene in front of you. “You’re so beautiful.” Her face contorts into a disgusted expression, and she tries to pull away from his advances. Her body leans backwards, her arms jerking at the force of trying to get his hands off of her. 

Your body moves without you thinking, hands coming up and gently gripping her forearm whilst harshly gripping down on his will all of your strength. You shove him with your shoulder, releasing both of their wrists once he’s backed off. You position yourself between them, your back to her.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?! You have no fucking right, arsehole.”

Your hands come up, pushing against his chest once more, feeling his muscles and skin jerk backwards. He stumbles, his shoes squeaking on the tiled floor. 

“What?” His eyes are still wide but more confused than before, his mouth wide. Overall, he has a stupid expression on his face.

A light hand touches your shoulder for a second and you look over, she's standing right beside you now. Her hand lifts with swiftness, throwing a harsh slap his way. His hand catches her wrist once more and he grips down again.

“You’re so hot! I’m gonna bone you! I’m gonna shag you senseless!” They push at each other, fighting for control.

You push him back, kicking a leg up as hard as you can right in between his legs. “Get off of her you psycho.”

His figure crumbles to the ground, hands cupping the source for his pain as if it's going to lessen anything. “What did I do?” HIs voice comes out hoarse and strained.

“You said you were gonna shag ‘er”

“You were getting your chap out!”

He groans in response.

“It’s when you were touching her.”

We all look around confused.

“Yeah but nothin’ happened with her.” Kelly rings out gesturing to you. 

“Well no but-”

Alisha's eyebrows furrow, her hands shaking as she raises them to examine them as if there's some hidden key on her skin. She brings out her hands flat, bringing one to Simon's neck and one to your arm.

He immediately seizes up, eyes wide and mouth opening as wide as it can. Black veins run up his neck and all of his muscles tense.

You watch, a frown tugging your lips downwards as his eyes redirect themselves to hers. Whatever the fuck is happening to him does not seem to be happening to you whatsoever.

“I’m so hard for you. I want to rip off your clothes and piss on your tits.” She snatches her hand back, disgusted and panicked. 

All of his muscles go limp the second there's no skin to skin contact between them, his body thumping on the floor. 

Her eyes sweep over to you again, taking her hand off your neck. Even though the touch was tentative and Simon was acting fuckin weird, you savor the warmth of her touch. Even with her hand removed, you can remember the feeling of the soft pads of her fingertips.

“What the fuck is happening?” Her voice trembles, as she looks down at her hands, eyebrows curving up at the center, lines rippling up her forehead.

Long story short, you all may or may not have been forced to bury the probation officer and the hat kid. Jesus, it was disgusting. The cold of their pale skin, the dried blood, the bits of brain and gray matter, it was enough to make bile rise in your throat.

Dread. The feeling pulses through your body, all-consuming and repulsive. You had just spent hours digging through tough dirt to make a hole deep enough for two bodies. Two people's lives who’d been taken from them. Sure, Tony completely deserved it because of the crazy shit he had pulled and the hat guy was a prick, but they didn’t deserve to breathe their last breath today.

What would their families and loved ones feel? What if, for the rest of your life, you wake up in a cold sweat, reliving the experience? What if you get caught?

You’d be put in prison. Everyone would think you’re a murderer. You having to participate in community service and getting arrested was bad enough, imagine people looking on in disgust, thinking you did unthinkable things to someone. A son, a future husband, a future father. Their futures were completely ripped away from them.

Oh yeah, and you all have stupid fucking “super powers” Nathan compared you to the Avengers or some shit but in reality, the situation didn’t seem as peachy as it sounds.

Curtis could time travel, Simon could turn invisible, Kelly could read minds, Alisha could make people… horny? And you and Nathan had jack shit. Well, the only thing you could do was touch Alisha, which was a massive plus. Kelly also couldn't read your mind, and you could see Simon while he was “invisible”. A small part of you still kinda thinks they’re all just playing a trick on you, but you can’t prove it. But that small thought was overshadowed by the amount of evidence that the storm really did give you all powers.

As the days went on, you could see everybody struggling. Curtis was grieving his old life as a runner, Simon just wanted a friend, which asshole Nathan couldn’t help making fun of. Kelly had to deal with everyone's thoughts, and Nathan had to deal with having no power and the whole thing with his stepdad  the guy who lives with his mum. Meanwhile, Alisha seemed to be having the time of her life. She was even flirting with this stupid guy who works at the community service center.

But, she was also getting closer to you. And a bit of that time was also spent flirting with you, much to your surprise.

She was fascinated by the fact that her touch did nothing to you. You’d hang out while doing community service and would play with each other's hands, seeing if, at any point, her skin on yours would make you do something. Once you both found out it did literally nothing, she liked the feeling of having someone else's fingers intertwined with hers without their grip tightening and filth spewing from their mouth.

A heap of clothing is piled in the main open space, next to the front entrance to the building.

“Hey, look.” Alisha holds up a black hoodie with fake fur surrounding the opening for the hood. “Ew,” You look at it, disgusted and confused about who would buy such a piece of clothing. The fur is grimey to the touch but clean, the fur having matted down with washes.

Your grossed out faces look at each other before giggles emit from your mouths, filling the air as smiles form on your lips.

The others try on clothes as she takes an item of clothing, whipping it at you. Laughs ring out, and after a minute, you push her onto the piles of clothes. Her body is caught by the massive pile, creating a big cushion.

Her mouth drops open, as if you have a massive audacity to do such a thing. Her face becomes mischievous as she grabs your wrist, pulling it, the force sending your center of balance off, making you fly forward to the clothes in front of you. You squeal at the unexpected revenge and land face-first on the pile.

She cackles, throwing her head back. You prop yourself up on your elbows, trying to look offended despite the unavoidable smile growing on your face.

“How dare you?!” She laughs harder at your comment, her arms wrapped around her stomach as if she has to brace herself for the force of it.

“You started it!”

You continue sifting through clothes, though half of your time is spent joking at some of the heinous shit in the pile and trying on some stuff for shits and giggles. Nathan tries to make you guys guess whoever the fuck he’s trying to impersonate with goggles on his head.

“All right, all right. I’ll give you a hint. I’m an annoying cunt.” He holds his hands out at his sides whilst he sits on the clothes, waiting for the answer to magically pop into everyone's heads. Instead, he gets a comment from Alisha.

“Yeah, we know that.”

You nod, agreeing with her.

He decides to brush it off, waiting for recognition to wash over anyone's face. “I’m Bono!” Your head tilts to the side. “Who the fuck-” One of the front doors to the building slams open, the new girl worker, Sally, dragging a girl with a hat with her. 

All heads snap over at the sound, wondering who the girl with a hat is. “Who’s that?” “It’s the girl I had a fight with,” Kelly answers. “I’ve got some restorative justice bollocks with her.”

After Kelly gets up to go see what Sally wants with her and the girl she fought, Alisha holds up a white and pink polka dot dress up to herself.

“Cute.” The comment you give makes her have a bashful and big smile, holding her head down to try and hide it.

The worker guy from before, you cannot remember his name for the life of you, walks past, his attention being caught by Alisha. “Suits you.” He tries to flirt, a smug ass smile on his stupid little face.

As you roll your eyes, Alisha's smile widens, feeling good about herself. 

As time passes by, almost everyone wanders off to do God knows what. The only people left “working” are you and Nathan (you more so than whatever he's doing. Kelly got pissed off and left, Alisha and Curtis are doing whatever they're doing, and you don’t think Simons helped sort clothes all day. You saw him in the locker room earlier, and when you raised an eyebrow at him, he shook his head.

After getting bored and starting to get a headache from Nathan, you wander the halls. You turn a corner, seeing Alisha exit the locker room. The new I-don’t-know-your-name-guy is down the hall with his clipboard. 

Alisha wipes her cheeks, and you grow increasingly concerned, your pace quickening to get to her. “Hey, are you okay?” She looks almost ashamed as she looks at you. Her answer comes off quick, maybe a reflex. “Fine.” 

“Yeah, you seem fine.” She glares at you as you come to a stop in front of her. Your hands reach up slowly, giving her the chance to push them away if she wants to. 

Instead, she simply looks at you as your fingers gently wipe away the wet tears staining her cheeks. Your touch lingers on her soft cheeks, and when you pull them away, she still feels the lingering warmth from your touch.

“Well, you can always talk to me about anything. And if anyone makes you cry, I’ll kill ‘em.” She cracks a smile.

“No, I’m serious. I’ll stab the bastard.” The smile takes over, her head ducking a little before going back up. “Shut up.” “It’s the truth!” Your hands come up in a defensive motion, and she takes one, dragging you along the hall with a smile on her face, her inner turmoil temporarily forgotten.

You all had to help host a little dance for senior citizens. It was a cute room and atmosphere. Dance lights shine circles all round as music fills the room. Grandmas and grandads eat the catered food and dance, wrinkly and undeniably adorable.

The whole day you’ve had this old deaf lady talk her ear off about her grandkids to you. At Least you all got to wear your regular clothes. And Alisha looked gorgeous, as usual.

Speaking of Alisha, she barely gives Curtis a second glance the whole day. You both catch each other's gaze, and you try to get away from the older woman to talk to her, but apparently, you look like Edna’s great-granddaughter.

Alisha sulks, disappointed she can’t dance with any of the older men or women, so she stays in one of the chairs, sipping the punch in a little cup from the snack table.

You can’t help but stare, your heart aches at the sadness in her eyes, but Sally, the new probation worker, is basically breathing down your neck, watching every interaction you have.

“Is that your girlfriend?” Edna's words break you out of your trance. “I- we- what?” 

“I remember when I used to look at my William would look at me like that. After he came back from the war, he wouldn’t take his eyes off of me.” She sighs wistfully.

“She’s not my girlfriend.” You try to gently explain, not wanting to sadden her or anything. “Not yet.” She smiles knowingly, nodding her head slowly.

“Go. I’m not getting any younger.” A chuckle escapes through your lips. “Thank you, Edna.” “You're welcome, now go. Go!” Her hands usher you in Alisha's direction, and you get up, walking over to the girl you’ve been thinking about since community service ended yesterday.

Her head is down, gazing at the punch cup in her hand. She wears a pink, and orange dress, different kinds of stripes decorating the white fabric. A black belt cinches in the waist and black capri leggings cover her legs. Her signature hoops hang from her ears and the right side of her hair is pinned back.

“You okay?” You speak softly, not wanting to upset or startle her. Her head rises and her sad eyes gain a twinkle at hearing it’s you who's bothering her.

“Yeah.” You raise an eyebrow and she sighs, her whole body moving with the heavy exhale. “It’s just… I wish I could do normal things like dance with senior citizens without everybody wantin’ to shag me. I tried to dance with this old man and-” She cuts herself off, her head lowering as she sighs again.

You bring your hands out, cupping her cheeks in your hands, making her look at you. Her eyebrows curve upwards, eyes glossy. Your hands glide across her cheeks, slowly down her neck, to settle on her shoulders. They softly and intimately squeeze and rub them, the muscles completely relaxing in your hold.

She immediately feels comforted, the borderline massage and the loving look in her eyes making her feel soothed and seen.

Your mouth opens to say something as Sally strolls over, an elderly man in tow. “A-” “Hey, could you dance with Tom here? He’s been asking.” Her gaze is obviously directed towards Alisha, but your brain works fast as Alisha's brain freezes, not knowing how to get out of it. 

“Sure, I’ll dance with you. You pull away from Alisha and although she misses your skin on hers, she’s relieved the pressure has been taken off her.

You take Tom's hand, leading him to the dance floor as Sally follows, trying to correct your mistake. “Oh, I actually think Tom wanted to dance with-” “I love this song! Come on!” Your voice overpowers hers, and she gives up on trying to explain, going back to observing some of the others.

After you are all forced to help clean up, you and Alisha are roped into stacking some chairs before their use again tomorrow.

“I trust you too to wrap this up in a couple of minutes?” Sally's eyebrows are raised authoritatively, treating you like children. “Mhm”

She leaves, leaving the hollow and echoey sounds of you two stacking the last few chairs still out.

“I’m sorry we didn’t get to dance today.” She glances up from the chair, she places it down on the stack. “Don’t worry ‘bout it. Was busy sitting down and talking to Gloria.” “...Isn’t she mute?” Alisha shrugs, trying to brush off the situation.

After the last chair is stacked, her voice echoes out in the space. “Is it too late?” “Too late to what?” She looks almost nervous. Usually, she looks so confident and sure of herself, but recently, she’s started to shrink in on herself. “To dance?”

Her powers aren't as fun as she first thought they would be. She thought she would want nothing more than for everyone to desire her and think she's beautiful. She had no idea how horrible it was to never touch anyone ever again.

You being immune to her powers, your humor, the way you look at her, your wonderful smile, she could go on for hours about all the qualities she liked about you. She was attracted to you the second she met you. The immunity thing just gave her a little push.

“Of course it isn't too late.” Your voice comes out soft, betraying your adoration to the idea. Your eyes soften as you look at her and you walk away from her. 

Your response mixed with your actions confuses her until she realizes you’re walking towards the little boombox on the snacks table. Its handle is pointing upwards, and as you push a button on the front of it, the CD inside plays slow music through the speakers.

You turn back to her, walking in slow steps towards her figure in the warm, dim lighting. Her hands are clasped behind her back, but as you get close, she brings them in front of her, reaching towards you. 

She rests her palms on her shoulders, her fingers wrapping around your shoulders. Your hands tentatively come up, brushing against her hips. After a few seconds, you swallow, gathering up the nerve to comfortably hold them and bring her a little closer to you. 

You sway slowly to the music, bodies moving leisurely as you both stare into each other's eyes. Her hazel eyes seem to sparkle in the light, stars dancing in them.

You don’t even realize you are both inching forward until her warm breath mingles with yours. Her arms are wrapped around your neck as you wrap yours around her back, slowly rubbing up and down the surface.

Her eyes flutter, trying to focus on you, but her focus switches between your lips and your eyes. Your breathing hitches, becoming a little irregular at the thought of your lips meeting. But before you can lean in yourself, her eyes close, and her face surges forward.

Your mouths lock into a sweet kiss. The taste of artificial strawberry from her lip gloss invades your senses as you gently suck on her bottom lip.

Her hand caresses the back of your neck, bringing you further into her hold, not wanting to let go just yet.

You disconnect your lips for a split second before reconnecting them again. Your lips click together briefly as you feel her sigh against you, meeting you in the middle once more. 

The pads of her fingers move with her hold, now brushing your cheeks, her palms perfectly cupping them in her grasp.

Her nose digs into your cheek but you wouldn’t stop it for the world. The kisses are sickly sweet, just like her. They’re chaste, something she didn’t know she’d been missing for so long. It’s filled with something neither of you can admit to yet, something you don’t even realize in the moment. A single word that the two of you will tell each other one day when you’re safe and happy and something that will the uttered for every day afterwards.

Your fingertips dance absentmindedly, tracing slow, random shapes into the clothing on her back. She can feel it all the same through the layers of thread and fabric.

Her breath runs out all too soon, and although she wishes she could kiss you for eternity, she pulls away. Her eyes search yours, trying to find something. As you rest your forehead on hers, she seems satisfied she’s found it.

Your breath mingles with hers as you both lightly pant, completely forgetting the music you decided to dance to, forgetting where you are, forgetting the task at hand. The only thing on your mind is her. The rest of the world has fallen away, lacking greatly in comparison to the woman in front of you.

Neither of you says anything. Nothing needs to be said. The silence is nice and comforting as it fills the air, mixed with the light song the boombox is playing. There's a silent understanding in your gazes, and just as the moment builds up to something, something neither of you can explain, the sound of someone clearing their throat brings you both out of the moment immediately.

Pulling away from her completely is like trying to swim through molasses. You have to force your eyes to look over, not wanting to ruin the moment with the most gorgeous, amazing girl you’ve ever met.

“I told you to stack chairs, not snog. Off to the locker room you go to get your stuff. And you better not do anything stupid in there, I’ll give you five minutes.” Sally stands with her arms crossed, her voice strict but light and understanding. She walks off, her shoes tapping on the floor below. It seems like she turned off the boombox, and neither of you noticed, the music having ended just a minute ago. 

There's something unsaid in the air, tension undeniable but not uncomfortable. When you turn your head, she's already looking at you and you hold your hand out, waiting to see her reaction. And still sitting in the silence of the room, she intertwines her fingers with yours and you both walk down the gray hallway towards the locker room. The boring gray is almost brighter, but completely overshadowed by the vibrant girl beside you.

A few days later, you walk into the community service building, the familiar gray walls and floor being ignored as you excitedly go to the locker room to hopefully see Alisha. You push open the door, slightly disappointed as you are met with Simon and Nathan. Simon freezes in his place as he zips up the last of his jumpsuit, and Nathan's mouth widens in a wince.

Your step stutters at their reactions and you make your way inside. “What?” 

Nathan's shoes are off, but he's otherwise in his normal clothes, and he takes off his jacket, avoiding your gaze, pretending to stare at the wall and ceiling. “Nothin’! Nothin’ at all.” “What were you guys talking about?” You’re suspicious as you look at Simon, and his eyes widen. Knowing he’s about to crack, Nathan wraps an arm around his shoulders. “Oh, ya know. Talkin’ about how Simons’ a pedophile.”

Simon turned, a glare on his face as he jabbed his elbow into Nathan, making him pull away. “Ow! What?!” Kelly walks in and stops in the doorway, looking directly at the duo. They freeze, and as you look over at her entrance, Nathan moves a flat hand in front of his neck, waving it back and forth in a “don't” motion.

“She didn’t. Does she-” She cuts herself off and bites her lip, looking at you.

The whole day had been super weird but you and Alisha are as good as ever. The past few days have felt like a dream but it felt a little weird, there was always a heavy weight in her gaze, words constantly at the tip of her tongue. 

You walk back to the others after getting a Coke from the vending machine and hear whispering. Kelly’s unmistakable accent immediately catches your attention, and the feminine, beautiful voice of Alisha whispers back. “No! It’ll ruin everything! We haven't even gone on a date yet!” “You tell ‘er or I will.”

Thoughts swim in your head as you try to piece together the puzzle of their conversation. You walk further, intentionally making your steps a little harder, and they stop whispering just before you walk around the corner. 

After everyone has gone home, you and Alisha walk in the general direction of your flats. You’ve been doing this recently. Walking until you have to split off to get to your destinations.

You bite your lip and your hand shakes a little as you stop walking. She immediately looks back at you, stopping in her step. “Would you like to go out with me? To the movies or to get dinner or something?” 

Her light eyes light up at the notion before her shoulders quickly deflate. “It’s okay if not. I understand.” The disappointment fills your voice, even with the effort you try to make to mask it.

“No, of course I would love to. It’s just..” Her tongue swipes across her lips, wetting them in a nervous gesture. “I haven’t been completely truthful.” After a few seconds of silence, she panics. “I mean, it’s not like I've been completely lying to you. It’s not like we were together or anything, just.. I’m sorry.” 

“What is it?” 

“Before we kissed, I touched Curtis.” You shrug, not realizing the meaning behind her words. “Well, yeah, you touched Simon, too.” 

She sighs, not quite knowing how to get the words out. Her eyes squeeze shut before opening, not wanting to say it. “No. I shagged Curtis. The day we sorted clothes and I came out of the locker room cryin’, we had sex.” 

The corners of your mouth lift the tiniest bit, waiting for her to laugh and say it was a prank or something. A tiny, confused chuckle passed through your lips. When you notice she isn’t smiling and a pained look is on her face, your smile drops and her heart drops with it.

“What?” The word is barely louder than a whisper. 

“I didn’t- If I had known that we’d-” “You fucked Curtis?” 

…

Tears fill her eyes, making them shine in the sunlight as a heavy pressure forms in the back of your throat. “I’m sorry. We hadn’t started anything yet, and it was one time, I swear.” Her words come out panicked and fast, trying to make the situation any better.

“If I had known what would happen with us, I never would’ve even thought- I- I basically raped him. He said that he didn’t remember anything afterwards, so he was basically unconscious. If I had known- If- I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Her hand comes up to cover her mouth, her face almost mortified. 

Her breaths come out fast, her hiccups interrupting her speech. Tears race down her cheeks as tears well up in your own. “Please. Curtis and I talked it out, and I’ll never- We will never do it again. Please.”

You bring her into a hug, your arms wrapping around her as she buries her head into you. Your lip trembles as tears stream down your face. After a few seconds, you pull away.

“Get home safe.” The words are wobbly and finalized and the look in her eyes is scared. “Wait, no.” “I'll see you later” You sniffle, walking another way to get to your flat as she stands in the spot. “No, please. I’m sorry, I swear.”

You thank whatever God blessed you so you could cry in peace without having to go to community service for the weekend. You wallow in your apartment, your eyelids swollen and puffy as your tear ducts work overtime. 

Not too long ago, Kelly showed up at your door, a bag of ice cream in her hand. 

“I don’t even know why I’m so upset. We weren't even together. Fuck, we technically aren't even together now.” You bring another spoonful of ice cream to your mouth. “Because it’s still shit. They shag and not too long after, you guys are doin’ couple stuff.

You sigh. Her thick accent fills the soft, warm silence of your living room as you both stare at your ice cream, occasionally lifting the spoon to your mouth to taste the sweet flavor. “If it makes you feel better, she’s crushed. I think the second it happened with Curtis, she regretted it. She definitely feels bad, I heard it in ‘er head.”

You sniffle. “Why would that make me feel better?” She shrugs. “It’s nice to know what the other person is thinking.” “It's just.. I hate that it happened, but she didn’t cheat, and I know she feels horrible. Like, what am I supposed to feel? And she said she thought she basically accidentally SA’d him. She must feel like shit.” “She does. But they worked it out and he reassured her that he wanted it beforehand, so it's a little better now.” “Good.”

Silence fills the space. “I know I'm gonna forgive her, it just sucks.” “Yeah.”

“How does she make you feel? I can’t hear your thoughts so I got no clue what your thinkin’.” 

The excuse rolls off her tongue easily. It’s true, but it’s not the reason why she’s asking. If you weren't so emotional and were thinking straight, you’d be able to see through it. Alas, that is not the case.

“I mean she's amazing. She is brilliant. The most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. Every time I see her, I forget what I was thinking about. Now, every thought I have is filled with her. How her day was, how she's feeling, what she had for dinner. I could listen to her talk about nothing for hours.

But not only is she breathtaking, she's smart. She’s bubbly, funny, and entertaining. I’d be overjoyed to do anything with her. Her personality can make the dullest, saddest day into a happy one.”

“Does that outweigh what she did?”

You stare at the ice cream, the ice crystals slowly melting into a sweet syrup around your warm hold on the container.

“Yeah. It does.”

Kelly nods, not adding anything, letting you think.

You sniffle once more.

“She likes you. Like a lot. She just made a mistake before she realized just how much she does.”

“At least we have tomorrow off.”

Alisha usually lights up a room when she walks in. Everybody immediately looks her way, even subconsciously. Her skin practically glows in the lighting weather is the fluorescent lights, sunlight, or even the warm orange glow from when you first kissed. Her hair is frizzy and big and perfect. The little moles and freckles on her skin are embellishments, accentuating her beautiful appearance.

But she wasn't just pretty. While you are with you, your lips tug upwards no matter how hard you try to make them not to. Although her hobbies and activities on the weekends weren't exactly academic, she was brilliant. She’s smart, great memory. But most of all, she does what's best for her. She knows her worth and does things that she wants to do, rather than running around with her head cut off to please everyone. 

Every little thing she did made you feel enamored. Every look, breath, and sound that came out of her mouth made your chest tighten in the best way possible. It was hard to keep your eyes off of her.

Finding out that she not only used her powers on Curtis but she did it right before you guys- …it made your eyes sting. It made you feel like you were sick and depressed. Your skin felt uncomfortable and itchy, your stomach felt like you ate poison, and your fists clenched until they were trembling.

But she was sunshine on a cloudy day. She was the first flower of spring. She was the first drop of rain after a drought.

When you walked into the community service building, Alisha looked miserable.

Sure, she was still wearing one of her tank tops with a bright design on it and a pair of her hoops. She still somehow pulled off that dreadful orange jumpsuit.

But she was slouching into herself, looking like she wanted to disappear, yet still rigid as if she were trying to pretend she was as confident and sure of herself as she usually is. As her gaze lifted to the door, they went big. Scared, worried, guilty, dreadful. She looked like the epitome of a sad puppy. She gulped and crossed her arms, her back straightening, and took a deep breath, her shoulders rising and falling with the movement.

Words decide to leave your brain at the sight, breaking your heart more than the little fracture that was put into it because of all of this. You want nothing more than to whisper sweet nothings to her and tell her everything's going to be okay. You want to say that you can still work through this little hiccup. 

But the words evade your head, especially with the onlookers of Nathan and Curtis. Curtis turns away, quietly clearing his throat as if to dispel the tension. Meanwhile, Nathan mimes eating popcorn.

Your eyes glance over to them and back at her. Your mouth feels dry, and your spit feels thick. It's hard to swallow, but once you do, you mutter the first thing your brain can fill in, even if it is cliché. 

“Can we talk?” Although her eyes are still a little wide, she nods, getting up from her sitting position and leading you back outside to sit on the concrete steps a little bit away from the door.

The metal door closes behind you both as you pad over to a semi-secluded spot. The air is fresher and less suffocating. The scent of trees and the coolness of the light wind fill your lungs.

The sun is shining, but clouds block its rays, and the atmosphere is gloomy and gray. The concrete underneath your legs and hands is rough and almost itchy, but you don’t seem to care, barely giving it a second thought.

Silence encompasses you both, not knowing how to start off. Her voice cuts through the silence like a knife.

“You wanted to talk?” Despite her acting to pretend she’s unaffected by all of this, her voice cracks, betraying her. Her eyebrows curve up as she looks away and composes herself for a second. She looks back at you with a mask of indifference, but it’s seconds away from cracking. You think for a second, not knowing how to phrase it. You don’t want her to feel horrible, but you also don’t want to pretend like what she did didn't hurt you.

“I forgive you.” Your words makes the worry leave her face, replaced by confusion.

“What?” Her accent seems almost thicker as emotion seeps into the cracks of her voice.

“What you did hurt me. And I forgive you. I won’t forget what happened, and I want to go slowly with you. And we should talk more about this, but for the time being, I forgive you.”

Alisha stares at you blankly, her brain slowly processing.

“But- but I had sex with Curtis like a few days before we kissed. I mean fuck, directly after it you comforted me and-” “I know. Learning that you shagged him like two days before shattered me. But you can’t go back in time, and I’m sure you wish you could take it back and-” Before you could finish, she frantically interrupted. “I do. I wish it had never happened. I don’t know what I would do without you. Not only are you my dream girl, but if I lose you, I’ll never be able to touch anyone in my whole life ever again.” “That won’t happen. I promise. As long as you don’t fuck anyone else, we’re okay for now. Obviously, this isn’t the ideal situation, but we can work through it together. Go slowly, earn each other's trust, learn about one another.” “I’m so sorry. If I had known- Jesus, that’s no excuse. I don’t deserve your forgiveness. I screwed up and-” You cup her cheeks in your palms, your fingers gently cradling her jaw and bring her lips to yours, pouring in all of your emotions into the kiss. The burn of the hurt, the pleading determination, the acceptance, all of it. You pull back and her eyes open, hands still resting on her cheeks. She opens her eyes, staring into yours. “I want to be your girlfriend, for Christ's sake, let me.”

She stares blankly at you for a second before her lips curl up in a smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

The sun peeks its way from behind the clouds, gracing your faces with warm streaks of light.

She leans back in for another kiss. Your teeth clash together from the overwhelming urge to smile. The kiss is just one of many in the days, months, years, and decades following.

[eroswmorals]

im trying to do scene hair lol does anyone have tips???

i cant use a straightener but i got it straight by wetting my hair and blow drying it i js feel like it lacks volume even tho i back brushed it and shit

[askingjeffwinger]

24/7, Eight days a week. on the kitchen counter, on the couch, on the bed, on the bathroom counter, in the bathtub, on the Living room table, on the dining table, on the doorstep, against the wall, in the closet, on his Lap, on his face, in a Locker, on your desk, on the floor, mattress, carpet, on the stairs, anywhere possible. No stopping, don't stop when i pass out. Continue. Continue as i gasp for air, grab the headboard, grip your hair, scratch your back, roll my eyesback, salivate, back is broken, cant walk, cant talk, Legs are numb, core is swollen and dehydrated, until im absolutely devoured into a sloppy mess. Don't stop until my organs are rearranged, until my insides know the attack pattern, until i beg for mercy, until i scream your name Louder than a microphone, thighs drippy, until I'm in a wheelchair, until my core is ripped apart, until i grip the sheets so hard i drive holes through them, until i need to be rushed to the hospital, until I'm broken into machsolisticslut covered from head to toe in your seed. Until you come on my face so much that my face is so mosturized I won't need skincare anymore, until he's sucked out dry, until I'm shaking so hard It'd be considered as a siezure, until you've made me pass out so much l'd need to be put on IV drip. Milk me raw with toys, thrust until the vibrator's battery runs out. need skincareanymore, until he's sucked out dry, until I'm shaking so hard It'd be considered as a siezure, until you've made me pass out so much l'd need to be put on IV drip. Milk me raw with toys, thrust until the vibrator's battery runs out. Don't stop. No protection, impregante me with your heirs, until I rip. Make me crawl away for mercy. Those thrusts will bring tears to my eyes, but my face will never be as wet compared to down there. I'd willingly give him the most eye rolling, hip thrusting, toe curling, squriming, jaw dropping, sheet clenching, hair pulling, sloppy, creamy, head nodding, trembling, sweaty, Lip Licking, groaning, eye widening, back arching, addictive, shoving, wet head. I'd do it whether he asked or not. Make me crawl away for mercy. Those thrusts will bring tears to my eyes, but my face will never be. no lube, no protection, all night, all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, fromthe dining table to the bedroom, from thebathroom sink to the shower, from the frontporch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while Igasp for air, scream and see the light, missionary, cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, doggy, backwards, sideways, upside down, on the floor, in the bed, on the couch, on a chair, beingcarried against the wall, outside, in a train, ona plane, in the car, on a motorcycle, the the bedof a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, in the pool, bent over, in the basement, againstthe window, have the most toe curling, backarching, leg shaking, dick throbbing, fistclenching, ear ringing, mouth drooling, assclenching, nose sniffling, eye watering, eyerolling, hip thrusting, earthquaking, sheetgripping, knuckles cracking, jaw dropping, hairpulling, teeth jitterbug, mind blogging, soulsnatching, overstimulating, vile, sloppy, moaninducing, heart wrenching, spine tingling, backbreaking, atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly, lipbiting, gravity defying, nail biting, sweaty, feekicking, mind blowing, body shivering, orgasmic, bone breaking, world ending, blackhole creating, universe destroying, devious, scrumptious, amazing, delightful, delectable, unbelievable, body numbing, bark worthy, can'twalk, head nodding, soul evaporating, volcanoerupting, sweat rolling, voice cracking, trembling, sheets soaked, hair drenched, flabbergasting, lip locking, skin peeling, eyelash_removing, eye widening, pussy popping, nailscratching, back cuts, spectacular, brain celldesolving, hair ripping, show stopping, magnificent, unique, extraordinary, slendid, phenomenal, mouth foaming, heavenly, awakening, devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still ride.

k thanks king 🫶✨

what.

[polyantha]

im so tired but i gotta stay up cuz my hair is wet and i cant blow dry it because i want it to stay curly

[endosexual]

My bumfuck air buds going crazy because my wet hair is hitting them IM TRYING TO DRY SOME CURLS HERE I CANT FUCKING BLOW DRY THEM NOR BUT THEM UP IN ANY SHAPE OR FORM PLEASEEE I DONT WANT TO SWITCH TO AMBIENT SOUND AND NO I DONT WANT TO PAUSE MY VIDEO EVERY TWO SECONDS

[thatpunnyperson]

I dont usually opine on these posts, but I used to think I was just getting a cold, when the reality was actually that I was getting allergic rhinitis, and then THAT was then giving me sinus infections and stuff. The friend in question here probably is having winter allergies and those allergies are making her sick, so technically you're both correct, but you are a bit of an asshole for being so adamant about it not being allergies. I'm putting my lengthy explanation under a cut because I apparently had a mini lecture locked and loaded:

We're all familiar with how spring brings flowers blooming and lots of pollen, so getting allergies and getting sick is expected. However, in the winter, people tend to stay inside where its warm and dry, but that often means running the heater, and the heater tends to kick up dust and allergens in your home, which inevitably find their way into your body. THIS is what makes people get sick in the winter, less than the cold weather itself. The cold weather and the fact that it oscillates wildly between sopping wet and bone dry leads to discomfort and a tendency for your body to not be able to fight off infection as efficiently; but the staying indoors with the heater on making the air super dry and dust-filled is the real culprit.

Oddly enough though, this is another way masking helps. If you wear a mask indoors, you not only filter a lot of the airborne allergens out of the air your breathe in, but you also increase the relative humidity of that air once it passes through your mask and into the area UNDER the mask, which in turn keeps everything properly moist.

I cannot overstate how bad dry air can be to breathe, and I am someone who lives in southern california where we get an average humidity in the 20% range for 10 months of the year. (We get winds that are specifically called The Santa Ana's because they blow west from the Mojave Desert and push hot, dry air towards the Pacific Ocean, thereby blowing away any of the nice moist marine air that the ocean has so graciously tried to give us. This is what leads to a lot of brush fires, also, because the Santa Ana's dry out all the plants on the hills and then it literally only takes a single spark from static electricity or a cigarette butt or fireworks or a downed powerline to set the entire hillside ablaze.)

The dry air dries out your mucous membranes and prevents them from being able to move gunk around and out of your airways, but critically it also makes your exterior skin crack and become open to catching airborne gunk. Few things are worse than getting chapped lips that bleed and then get infected because the cracked skin couldnt heal properly. Or getting a nosebleed and then the scab cant properly form over the wound in your nose because it's too dry, so you then accidentally crack the scab and you make it bleed again, just by, like, rubbing your nose gently.

And because sinuses drain UP for some ridiculous reason, when the dry air dries your sinuses out, the fluid becomes too thick and hard for the little hairs in your sinuses to wiggle that mucous up and out, and gunk caught in the sinus fluid ends up staying in your sinuses and causing an infection. AND sometimes your sinus fluid cant catch the gunk in the air at all because it's not wet enough to be sticky, and the gunk flows right through your sinuses and into your lungs, where it then gets caught in your LUNG mucous, where it then causes an infection if the lung mucous dries out too much.

We can tolerate a lot of drying out, as humans, but the problem with dry, winter air, either from running the heater inside or from it being so cold out that all the water in the atmosphere freezes, is that it gets into our whole system and can suck the moisture out of almost all of our mucous. And humans run on mucous.

Also, because people dont sweat as much in the winter because it's cold out, we tend to not drink enough water/fluids, which FURTHER contributes to us slowly dehydrating ourselves. Therefore, to anyone reading this, if you or a friend tends to get sick this time of year, drink fluids. Doesnt matter what kind, as long as you keep yourself hydrated. Theres a reason why cold weather beverages tend to be things like tea and cocoa and hot broth: they are mostly water and the steam also helps when you take that breathe before taking a sip. You breathe in that hot broth steam and then you sip the broth itself, and the steam also goes back up and out your nose as you breathe out after swallowing, and your sinuses are like "hell yeah" and your lungs are like "hell yeah" and your kidneys are like "wait, what's happening? is someone sending us fluids to process?" because it takes a little while for those fluids to hit your system.

If you find that you often get sick in the winter, consider getting a small air filter for the room you spend the most time in, or consider wearing a mask. It doesnt have to be the best fitting mask because it has to just increase the humidity around your mouth and nose, and even the paper surgical masks do that. Heck, even a scarf over your mouth and nose can increase the humidity enough to make a difference.

AITA for insisting my friend doesn’t have allergies?

This sounds bad but essentially my friend always gets sick in the winter. She says that she has winter seasonal allergies and the first time she brought this up I pointed out that there’s nothing to be allergic to in winter and that they probably just have a cold. (They don’t dress very warm.) They seemed to get really upset at me for whatever reason. It’s been like 2 years and they never brought it up, but again they are complaining about their seasonal allergies. I said they should probably just take some cold medicine and they became annoyed, saying that it wasn’t particles but the change in season itself that makes them sick? And I said that’s not how allergies work (also bc of climate change it’s not even that cold in winter anymore) but I just dropped it and didn’t say anything when they talked about it again.

What are these acronyms?