#He just arrived. Laid down. And started purring.

[snowfea]

I genuinely love when I'm in the middle of something (cross stitching, working, jigsaw puzzle solving) and Darcy decides he wants to join me. Hell yeah, we're doing something together!

Please move though, I can't see anything if you're here

[jarofstyles]

hi! i cannot express how u have i adore your writing!!

this is my first time resending in an ask so i don’t know if i’m doing it right lol, but i would love to see this prompt:

“you're fucking gorgeous like that, spread out like a good girl who just wants to be eaten.”

for bsf’s dad harry.

thanks!!

Hi Angel! Thank you so much, you’re so sweet! You absolutely did it right and I’d be happy to write a little blurb for it.

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Warnings- age gap relationship, smut hehe

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Y/N felt the shiver run through her body as she looked up at Harry. He’d arrived home from work, one of the unfortunate days he actually had to go into the office, calling for her. Usually she dealt with these days just fine, but today… she had been feeling exceptionally needy.

Sprawled out on his bed, her fingers dipped over her swollen clit and her hair fanned over his pillow, she laid naked on top of the downy comforter. Slick to the touch, hot and throbbing under her fingertips, her eyes peeked through her lashes as she gave him a tiny little smile, the slow circles drawn into her cunt slowing just a bit.

“Hi, Daddy.” She purred.

His jaw clenched, tightening up as he dropped his suit jacket onto the bench at the end of the bed. There was no hiding the hunger in his eyes as he drew them over her naked form, pausing at her pebbled nipples, soft little tummy and right between her thighs.

“Hi, sweetheart.” He murmured. Slightly disheveled, his tie was undone and his sleeves rolled up on his button up-‘and god, if that didn’t make her even more wet. His hair he’d slicked back had fallen slightly, a few strands on his forehead as he knelt on the edge of the bed. “What’s goin’ on over here, hm?” He tilted his head, fingers curling around the bedpost. “S’my girl feeling a little needy?”

“Mhm.” She hummed, spreading her legs further and pulling her fingers away so he could see the arousal stringing on her fingertips.

“Christ.” He muttered under his breath. “Why didn’t y’call me, baby? I could have been quicker getting home.” As if he didn’t worship her already, she had to admit that the genuine disappointment made her keen.

“Cause you need t’focus. I can’t be a brat just because M’a little too horny.” The girl pouted. “You’ve told me not to be a brat. I think it would be a little bratty to have you rush home just to make me cum… wouldn’t it?”

“Not when you’re the only best I have t’look forward to when I get home.” He shook his head, crawling up the bed and flittering his eyes between her cunt and her face. “You’ve been so good to me. Rarely ever a brat anymore. S’cause I fuck you right, I know, but you’ve been insatiable lately. Can’t say I’m complaining.” His lips smeared over her knee as he slowly inched closer, laying himself down between her pretty thighs. “Didn’t know I’d come home to such a pretty picture. Could be very motivating for me.”

Considering his last marriage had been a disaster at the end and he’d been unused to this, it still felt like there were times he needed to pinch himself over the fact that he had Y/N. It wasn’t without sacrifice, but he considered each and every one to be a worthy one in exchange for the sort of relationship he’d always craved. At the risk of sounding in the midst of a mid life crisis, she made him feel young again. “You’re fucking gorgeous like that, baby.” He groaned, gently taking her wrist and moving it away from herself, exposing her pussy to him. “Spread out like my good girl. She was jus’ waiting to be eaten as soon as daddy came in the door, wasn’t she?”

Y/N let out a shuddery breath as his tongue slicked up her slit, starting his own clean up mission. Her clean hand tangled in his hair, ruining any semblance of hold that his gel had tried to keep. “Yeah.” The dreamy sigh was aimed right for his cock.

“I know. I missed you… missed this perfect cunt, fuck.” He groaned, hooking his arms under her thighs and pulling her into him. Nuzzling into her pussy without a second thought, no hesitation to get his face wet. It was an honor to taste her and he wasn’t holding back as his lips suckled around her clit.

“Oh my- yes.” Her head fell back against the pillows, his mouth suctioned against her cunt and hands holding her thighs. “Yes, I missed you. Missed you so much.” She whispered, bucking up against his mouth. Tongue flicking against her clit and slow head movements as he pulled at her, sucking and licking each little motion to make her eyes water.

“Jus’ call me next time, baby.” He mumbled the words, muffled by the kisses he pressed to her mound. “Care about you more than business. Don’t wait it out when I want you just as bad.”

[fatkish]

Dabi x Hawk Hybrid Keigo x Falcon Hybrid Reader NSFW

Dabi or Touya, runs the aviary section of Endeavor Farms

Keigo has been particularly restless since he’s gone through several mating seasons without a real partner

It’s been up to Touya to help him through it and act as his mate every spring

That winter, when Touya was informed of another bird of prey hybrid that was recently found and was in need of a home, he jumped at the chance to get you to his farm

When you arrived, Touya saw the bandages on your wing. When he asked, they said you had been used in hybrid falconry competitions and sustained a small fracture in one of the bones in your right wing

Realizing you couldn’t fly, your previous owner simply abandoned you since you couldn’t make him money in falconry

Touya helped you into the aviary and told you about Keigo, he explained that he wants you to try and help Keigo through his mating season every spring

You had told Touya that you had a low fertility and that was the reason why your previous owner abandoned you, since you could barely lay any eggs due to you almost being infertile

Touya told you not to worry about that since Keigo just needs a warm hole to stick it in

When Keigo caught your scent his feathers immediately started bristling and he started trilling and cooing. He immediately began cleaning his room/area and began to construct the most comfortable and secure nest he could build

He couldn’t wait to see his new potential mate. He was so excited he was practically shaking

When Touya opened the door to Keigo’s room, Keigo immediately began flirting with you and trying to get your attention

When Keigo saw the bandages on your wing he immediately paused and growled, as Touya took Keigo aside to explain things to him, you began to look around and eventually settled into the nest and took a nap after having traveled so long to get to the farm

Keigo saw you sleeping in the nest and started purring. He walked over and laid beside you, covering you with his wings

As the weeks passed and you and Keigo got along, the time to remove the bandage from your wing came

As Touya unwrapped your wing, you gave a few experimental flaps before taking flight. Touya watched you as you flew through the sky. Keigo decided to join you and flew right by your side

Soon winter came to an end as Keigo was getting particularly fussy. Constantly preening both yours and his wings. Making sure the nest was perfect and adding blankets and pillows wherever he saw fit

As the snow melted, Keigo finally had what he always wanted. The perfect mate to give him children.

Spurred by his instincts and hormones, one day, after having made sure you had eaten and were cozy, he jumped on top of you and began kissing and making out with you

He grabbed at your chest and pinched at your nipples, biting your neck and growling. His hands slid down to your hips as he grabbed fistfuls of your ass.

Spreading your legs he dove his face between them and began to devour you. Licking and sucking at your sensitive flesh and purring at the taste. He then shoved two fingers into your hole as he scissored them, stretching you

After throughly enjoying you, he flipped you over onto your hand and knees as he prepared to spear you on his dick

As he shoved his cock into your slicked hole, you nearly screamed in pleasure as his thick cock ploughed through your insides. As he began thrusting while holding your hips, the door opened and Touya walked in

You could see the tent in his pants as he walked up to you. He smiled down at you as he began to unzip his jeans and pull himself out

“Look at you, such a pretty little mess. Is Keigo f~~~ing you good? Look at you drooling, I should put that mouth to use, huh?”

He then shoved his cock into your mouth as you chocked slightly, your eyes rolling back some as Touya began to thrust in time with Keigo

“Hey pretty bird, make sure to fill ‘em up nice and full. Don’t waste a single drop, I brought a plug to keep all your precious cum inside them… oh, yeah,… keep sucking, just like that.”

Touya started to groan as Keigo’s thrusts quickened and deepened. Keigo growled as he bit at your neck and stated pounding away as deep as he could

“That’s it Kei, such a good boy, fill ‘em up nicely now and breed ‘em. I want to see some eggs soon, don’t you. You’re gonna be such a good dad, you’re such a loving and caring partner. You want his cum inside you, don’t ‘cha birdie? Go on, tell Keigs how much you want his cum to fill you up”

“I-I I want it, ple-please, please g-give me your cum! I w-want you t-to fill me up, make me y-yours. Please K-Keigo!”

That was all it took before Keigo slammed your head into the nest and began thrusting like his life depended on it. With this new angle, Keigo hit your spot with every slam of his hips. You came so hard as you screamed in ecstasy.

After a few more harsh thrusts, Keigo slammed into you one last time as he leaned over you, cover you with his wings as he filled you with his hot seed.

Panting, as his cock drained his spend into you, he grabbed the plug from Touya before pulling out afterwards, shoving the plug deep inside your sensitive, dripping channel, pulling a final groan from you

Throughly exhausted, you laid down in the nest before falling asleep. Only to wake up 30 minutes later to Keigo already back at it

[nrdmssgs]

König meeting civilian reader Scenario (part 2)

Masterlist

Part 1 here

Huge shoutout to @ethanhoewke and @patyog for helping me realize, the second part was possible.

After a month, reader meets König once more, this time in more intimate atmosphere. König gets cuddles)

It was not an easy task to gather all your friends together. Not because your group was particularly big. You just were all growing older: some started families, others changed jobs, places of work, every next year there were more adult problems, keeping some of you away from others.

So you weren't surprised, when only a few of your friends agreed to come to that little party of yours to celebrate your move to another part of town.

You scroll down your group chat, counting, how many people will come, when you stumble upon a message of your friend, who introduced König to your company.

"I'm coming with *Königs civilian name*"

You felt, as if a little light flickered in your chest.

Even though the last time, you've seen this humble and gentle giant was almost a month ago, you still remembered him time to time and smiled. His voice, soothed and carried away by the talk, you two had, still resounded in your ears from that conversation in the bar.

Behind the menacing figure, there was a warm soul. Not a most open one, but still... You didn't need much time to figure it out.

There were these little "cracks" in his reserved demeanor. Little shy smiles, happiness flickering somewhere deep in his silver eyes, when his mind was consumed with something, he was passionate about.

You weren't sure, why exactly, but you were happy, you'd see him once again, hear his sweet accent.

The moving itself is scheduled for the next day, but this is your old tradition - to celebrate not in the new, but in the old apartment. As evening falls, your friends begin to gather.

König and your mutual friend are among the first to arrive. You greet them warmly and lead them into the living room.

He smiles, but does not look up and seems to be trying to press himself against the wall, take up less space.

You feel sorry for the poor guy, so you give him a little tour of your apartment, just to keep him busy.

"And here is my bedroom. Now it's almost full of boxes, as you can see. And the bed seems to have been taken over by Bo," you laugh, pointing at the fluffy red cat's tail sticking out from under your blanket.

He almost steps into your bedroom, but stops abruptly in midstep."E-ehm, is it ok, if I say hi to him?"

"Go on, this old buddy can be grumpy, but he enjoys a good scratch. Just don’t expect anything big from him, he isn't the most outgoing pal."

And so you leave those too alone at peace. You don't tell König, that your old cat tends to ignore strangers, unless they bring him treats.

The evening goes on, you chat with friends and almost forget about two discreet quiet buddies hanging out in the next room.

That is, until it's time for your old tradition: a ritual you've developed with your friends a long time ago. You called it "Hyde scroll". In honor of the move, you and your friends bought a roll of paper and the cheapest set of paints. The roll was laid out in an empty room and everyone had to draw or write something that is now weighing on him. Someone confessed their love, others drew caricatures of their boring colleagues or bosses. There were no restrictions or rules in this matter. At the end, the one of you who was going to move took the resulting collage with him.

And when you uncorked the sparkling wine and poured it into glasses and prepared paints and paper on the floor - you remembered that someone was missing here.

"Hey, I'm sorry, we completely forgot you here!" you stop at your bedroom door, shocked by what you see. König is sitting on the floor by the bed, and your cat Bo, who is usually not interested in guests, stretched out on his chest and pressed his red snout to Koenig's chin. Bo`s purring so loud, as he never did with you.

König seems to enjoy it so much, he would gladly purr too if he could. His massive hand covers the whole upper body of Bo, who was never considered a small cat. The other hand is rested under Bos` paws to serve him as a support.

The guy looks at you and shyly smiles. "He wanted cuddles, I guess."

"H-how did you do that?" you ask, utterly confused. "Bo is not the easiest one to make friends with..."

König looks down in embarrassment at the cat purring loudly on his chest. "I didn't do anything special, honestly. I guess, animals just love me."

You giggle and pull him by the hand to the living room, where others already enjoy their sparkling wine and creative freedom.

The appearance of König with a cat in his arms causes a sensation in the room. "This is the first time Bo has hit it off so quickly!" notices one of your friends.

You even get a little jealous of your cat. You lived with him for 13 years, and he never slept so peacefully in your arms if you got up and walked somewhere.

Perhaps it was because you were much smaller than König and the cat was not so comfortable when you walked somewhere with him in your arms.

König sits down on the floor in front of the spread paper and looks at what the others had drawn and written. Sometimes he chuckles softly, sometimes sighs tenderly. He still holds Bo carefully in his hands.

You move paint and brushes closer to him. "I can't, my hands are full. And this is where your friends should paint, not someone you see a second time," he says, looking up at you.

"Hey, we're already friends, since you almost stole my cats' heart," you get down on the floor next to him and take the cat away from him, getting a disgruntled look from Bo. "I trust my buddy here, he won't open up so easily to someone not worthy. So might as well call you my friend."

König looks taken aback by your words and you proceed. "Here, you see that small doodle at the corner? It's from our mutual friend. And you know, how our friendship started? I liked his T-shirt and I just walked up to him and asked where can I buy a same one. Fast-forward to this day - we're almost best friends. So... friendship doesn't always have to be earned or to start with anything big. Sometimes it just... you know, just starts."

His expression slowly changes to a more understanding one. You start telling him about other doodles and people behind them. In several minutes a little barely visible smile blooms on his face again.

In the end, you convince him to take a brush and paint something. You even promise not to peek as he does it.

When the evening comes to an end and almost all your friends leave, Koenig helps you clean up after the party. Almost the entire apartment is filled with boxes of things you packed for the move. You have to maneuver between them, like in a maze.

At some point, you turn from behind a mountain of boxes and almost trip over König. He catches you at the last moment and for some reason apologizes.

"You have nothing to apologize for, it's all about moving with endless boxes," you laugh back.

He looks around the rows of boxes and looks at you anxiously. "Are you going to load everything into the car tomorrow yourself?"

"Well, of course, I can ask Bo, but something tells me that he will not help me."

He chuckles as he looks back towards the bedroom, where your cat has gone. "Can I... can I help you tomorrow?"

"Hey, it won't be fun... Just a full day of loading, unloading, heavy lifting, putting oddly named furniture together. I don't think, it's something, you want to spend your time on."

"I'd be spending my time on my friend... And besides, heavy lifting never bothered me."

[kookieskookiejar]

Jeongguk hasn’t seen his mate for more than a year, and now he’s ready to indulge in the drug he calls his baby

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warnings: ab* au, kn*tting, minor jealousy tendencies on Jeongguk’s side, cream pie, this is really sweet tbh, so if you don’t like that then this isn’t for you.

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“Dude wake up, they’re flying back in today,” Namjoon nudges Jeongguk till he’s broken free from the clutches of a very sweet dream, featuring you of course, you’d been the centre of his world ever since he laid eyes on you the first time.

It was only three years ago when Jeongguk had reluctantly fetched his little sister, Jihyo, to her dance academy.

Jihyo’s car had broken down and of course he had to step in, according to Jihyo that is, and how could Jeongguk turn her down when she couldn’t leave him alone until he did?

Jeongguk swore he was going to leave once he dropped his annoying little sister off, but there was this pull he felt after he dropped her off at the lobby, so he parked his car and made his way in, and that’s when he felt the connection being the strongest, he looked around, trying to locate the source, and that’s when he sees you, talking to Jihyo animatedly, the two of you looking very much excited about your first day of the semester at the academy, you stopped talking to Jihyo when you felt that same pull, and that’s when the two of you locked eyes, it’s like the omega within you became one with your human mind, and at that moment, your omega had found her alpha standing a few feet away in sweats and a messy bed hair.

Jeongguk was excited to say the least, he hasn’t seen you for over a year and a half, the two of you barely started dating before you and Jihyo received the news that the team had been given the opportunity to tour internationally, he’s flown out to see you once or twice at countries nearer to Korea like Japan, but he can’t let go of his job just to tour with you, so the two of you settled for facetimes and texts whenever the two of you are free, Jeongguk lost count at the many times he fell asleep on call with you.

You’re really fucking nervous, being long distance for so long and suddenly you would have all the time together with Jeongguk? Your omega is happy of course, but you’re really nervous deep inside, what if he’s already found a more suitable omega than you? What if you’re not as pretty as you last left him?

Before you could send yourself in panic mode, you and Jihyo are at the arrival hall, and that’s when you see him, standing there with Namjoon, a childhood friend of his and Jihyo’s, waving enthusiastically at the sight of the two of you.

Jihyo and you quickly jog up to the two of them, you gave Namjoon a friendly greeting while he gives Jihyo a ‘welcome home hug’, but before you could greet your alpha, he wraps you up in a bone breaking hug, and instantly he buries his nose into your scent gland, inhaling you like a drug, it’s been so long, he almost forgot how you smelled like, the thought almost makes him tear up, and you must’ve been able to pick up the slight sour of his soapy scent, immediately releasing some comforting pheromones to calm him down, a hand patting his back, the feeling almost motherly to Jeongguk, reminds him of the days when he comes back from a long day of school and his mother would scent him as a welcome home greeting.

“I missed you so fucking much,” Jeongguk mumbles against your shoulder, his strong hold on you never once wavered even though it’s been almost a minute.

“I missed you too, Guk, always have,” you reassured, you don’t show it as much, or maybe it’s because you’re not as attuned with your omega, but you can still feel yourself purring, grateful that you're finally reunited with your other half.

“Okay, okay, break it up, you two, I’m fucking starving,” Jihyo nags from the side, “not even a hello to your sister too,” Jihyo mumbles with the biggest side eye which earns her a chuckle from Namjoon.

“Yeah, whatever, missed your annoying ass too,” Jeongguk says after finally pulling apart from you, and is instead now holding onto your hand, his other hand holding onto all of your luggage.

“What about my luggage?” Jihyo whines, Namjoon tells her to cut her brother some slack, offering to hold more of her luggage with a shake of his head at Jihyo’s childish antics.

“You’re an alpha, carry your own shit,” Jeongguk retorts, which earns a playful slap from you.

“Wow, this is fancy,” you say as you take in the glamorous interior, when Jeongguk said he’s taking all of you to eat seafood, you thought it was one of those restaurants the two of you frequented for a casual dinner date, but this is upscale.

“Only the best for my baby,” Jeongguk says before he says his name to the waitress to be led to your table.

All of you chatted after ordering, Jeongguk even remembered to order you a glass of wine to help with your jet lag, he’s always been an attentive alpha.

Finally after almost half an hour, a platter of prawns arrived, photos were taken and posted when the lot of you finally dug in.

You hand your plate of prawns to Jihyo, a normal occurrence between the two of you because you always had your nails done with those protruding decor, this time, teddy bears, and you’re not going to risk damaging the cute little things, while Jihyo prefers having her nails bare of anything protruding, in fact her most ‘out there’ nail colour is an electric blue which you picked out for her.

Jihyo takes your plate mindlessly, preparing to peel the shrimps for you, until you feel a looming presence next to you.

You look back to see Jeongguk’s eyes having a flicker of red hue before he sees you catching him red handed, Jihyo must’ve seen it too because the next thing you see is her scowling face, and not the one she and her brother makes when the food tastes delicious.

“Dickhead, I’m your sister, I peeled her prawns way before the two of you started dating,” Jihyo says with an annoyed tone.

“It’s okay, you can have those prawns, babe,” you say before reaching over to take her empty plate as an exchange, loading it up with new prawns, handing it to Jeongguk.

“Here you go, Mr Jealous Jeon, I don’t want to ruin my nails, or I’d peel them myself,” you explain, hoping that he doesn’t see it as anything else, but on the other hand, Jihyo is your best friend, platonic affection is a given at times.

“Sorry, it was out of instinct,” Jeongguk explains, an unapologetic look given to his sister who scoffed in return.

“It’s okay,” you say with a slight stutter, your eyes zeroing on the way he rolls up his sleeves, the sight making you clench your legs together, you were always a sucker for his arm veins.

What you didn’t realise was that Jeongguk was this possessive over you, and it awakens a familiar yearning inside you.

The meal goes smoothly after that, mostly consisting of you and Jihyo gushing about the many places you’ve been to, and how delicious the local food is while the two boys complain about how they wished they tagged along too.

All of you agreed to end the night with some dessert, and while you wait for the food to come, you find yourself entranced by the sight of Jeongguk’s arms, he had his bare arm placed on top of the long bench the two of you share, giving you a view of his tricep, his veins looking very sexy.

You reached out to trace them, unconsciously shifting closer to Jeongguk, the two of you aren’t that big on pda, and hence the two of you had always kept a distance physically, other than the times when he flew out to see you and fell asleep cuddled in your hotel bed, but beyond cuddling and making out, the two of you haven’t done anything beyond that.

Which is why Jeongguk finds it surprising to see you make the first move to be closer to him right now, and when your hand slithers up to his bicep, he raises an eyebrow.

“Your hands are so cold, they feel like raindrops on my skin,” Jeongguk says mindlessly, still watching you, switching between watching your actions and your expression, trying to grasp your thoughts.

“Must be an omega thing, but my hands have always been cold, even compared to other omegas,” you say, “it’s nothing to be worried of, so don’t fret,” you assured with a playful poke against his bicep, surprised at how hard his bicep felt.

Jeongguk laughs aloud at your shocked expression, his arm flexing even more as he laughs with his entire body, but before he could say something to tease you, the dessert arrives and Jihyo is quick to chip in her two cents.

“Stop with that lovey dovey shit before I throw up this pie in your faces,” she said followed by an attempt to shush her from Namjoon.

“Eat your pie facing the other side if you’re so sensitive,” Jeongguk fires back before he hands you a fork for you to dig in.

It’s only an hour plus but you have a feeling these two siblings are going to bicker till the last second.

“I’ll take an uber home with Jihyo, you guys head home, I’m sure both of you are tired after travelling so much, might as well spend some money so all of us could reach home quicker,” Namjoon suggest, Jihyo agrees, giving you a quick hug goodbye before you walk hand in hand to Jeongguk’s car, it’s been so long since the last time you spent the night with him, and needless to say, you’re excited for what you have in mind tonight.

“What do you want to watch?” Jeongguk asked after the two of you had changed into more comfortable clothes, your suitcase lying haphazardly in the corner of his living room.

“Anything,” you say mindlessly as you watch Jeongguk light one of his scented candles, the scent of lavender filling up your nostrils, a perfect combination with his fresh soapy scent.

“Anything isn’t a show title, sweets,” Jeongguk chides, as he goes to his shelf, taking out his beloved alcohol stash, beer and whisky seem to be his new favourite lately.

“It doesn’t really matter to me, I'm caught up to most of my shows,” you haven’t finished the glory, but that can wait for a day when you’re less jet lagged.

“How about a classic then?” Jeongguk asked, turning on one of his favourite marvel movies.

“Sure,” you say, did you plan on watching? No, not really, you just want cuddles, and maybe something more.

Halfway through the movie, you catch yourself smiling at the sight of your alpha looking so focused at the movie, a slight pout on his lip to signify he was 100% concentrated.

“What are you thinking about?” Jeongguk asked from the corner of his eye.

You take a sip from his odd concoction of whisky and beer, cringing at the taste, you were never fond of beer.

“You always take a sip even though you hate beer,” Jeongguk notes with a chuckle, his nose scrunched up at your cute face with your tongue out, cringing the taste.

“Not much, but I do want to ask you, have you always been so possessive?” you question, the events of tonight suddenly popping up in your mind.

“Is peeling prawns something really intimate in your eyes?” you ask.

Jeongguk looks away at your unnerving eyes, oh how he’s never been able to lie to you, you’re truly his kryptonite.

“Well, I mean, sometimes my alpha makes decisions that my human side doesn’t agree,” Jeongguk says truthfully, “and I know that I shouldn’t have reacted that way, especially towards my own my sister, if it made you uncomfortable…I’m sorry,” Jeongguk says, his head hanging low, like a puppy who’s being denied of head rubs, he’s seen his own eyes flash red, and although it’s normal, it must’ve scared you, since he hasn’t done that in your presence before.

“I’m not upset, Guk, but I hope you understand that peeling prawns really didn’t mean much to me until today, maybe I should stop doing my nails if you’re-

“No! I love your nails,” Jeongguk blurts out, “don’t change yourself for me, but next time, when I’m around, can, can I be the one to peel prawns for you?” Jeongguk asks in a small voice, his eyes looking as sad as a beagle puppy’s.

“Okay, now don’t be upset anymore, cuz I’m not, in fact, I find it really cute, you look really cute when you’re mad,” you joke, trying to lure him into another topic.

“No, I’m not,” Jeongguk says defensively, an exasperated smile on his face, like he couldn’t believe what you just said.

“You do, and there’s nothing wrong with being a cute alpha, you literally have the biggest doe eyes,” you add on with a mischievous tone.

“I’m not!” Jeongguk defends himself, his hands immediately going to your waist, tickling your sides, your laughter erupting in the dark living room, so lively with you around, it was always too quiet when you weren’t.

“Not so cute now, am I?” Jeongguk says from above you, his laughter mixing with your own when he sees your funny reactions and futile attempts of pushing his hands away.

“Okay! Okay! You win!” you say exasperatedly, you swear this man’s going to tickle the last breath out of you.

Once Jeongguk stops his onslaught attack on your ticklish spots, you straddle his thighs, your omega purring in delight, she’s longed for this moment since the first time you laid eyes on Jeongguk.

“I find you really hot too, you know?” you say with a tone you’ve never used, and Jeongguk’s reacting positively to it, you could feel a shudder run down his back.

“Don’t start something you can’t afford to finish, my love,” Jeongguk reminds you, his eyes hooded, already affected by the slight switch of your scent, so fucking sweet it’s clouding all his senses.

“I mean, that depends on your performance, no?” you retort, your hand caressing his neck, wrapping around it experimentally, only to feel something rising in Jeongguk’s sweats, poking your butt.

“Oh baby, you shouldn’t have done that,” Jeongguk says before slamming his lips onto yours, his tongue immediately dominating you.

Your settle for licking the plump of lower lip, sucking on it, biting it, oh how you missed seeing his lips swollen.

Jeongguk carries you to his bedroom with ease, settling you down onto his large bed gently, a stark contrast to how roughly he’s kissing you.

You love making out with him, but your omega craves for more, which is why you tugged his shirt off, breaking the scorching kiss.

Your hungry eyes trail down to his pecs, you don’t know if it’s a Jeoungguk effect, but you love his boobs, for lack of better wording, you hand instantly finds its way to his nipples, flicking and twisting while your other hand gropes the surprisingly soft meat around it.

“How long have you been thinking of doing this?” Jeongguk questions with a nervous laugh, trying not to sound too affected by your sinful actions.

“Since the first time I saw you shirtless,” you confess shamelessly, and so that confirms Jihyo’s constant ‘warnings’ of how you’re much more dirty minded than you had let on around Jeongguk himself.

Jeongguk shakes his head playfully at your blatant thirsty confession.

“You’re truly one of a kind,” Jeongguk says before he continues kissing you, breaking you out of your little routine you had with his chest.

You succumb to his kiss immediately, hands tangled into Jeongguk’s hair, the touch sending a shiver southwards.

But soon, Jeongguk craves for more, and so he asks for permission to take off your shirt, and god, he thought your hands would make him cum on the spot, glad that he didn’t, but the sight of your drenched pussy just might.

“Fuck, you’re perfect all over,” Jeongguk says before delving down to steal a taste, his mind going a tad bit dizzy at the sweet taste.

Jeongguk then focuses his attention on your boobs next, hands gently grasping them, the soft meat perfectly fitting into his palms, like you were made just for him, flicking your cute nubs with his thumbs, watching your breasts jiggle in motion with his movements, so cute.

“Stop dragging this out, Guk, you’re such a tease,” you say with a whine.

“Oh so you can take your time playing with my boobs, but I can’t?” Jeongguk chides, but abides, he’d do anything you say, so he moves on, his hands trailing down, until they reach your thighs, prying them open for him to fully take in the view of your wet centre, it’s only gotten wetter since the start, and the fact that it’s all his doing just fills his ego.

Jeongguk slips in a finger in while he holds eye contact with you, his tongue mindlessly playing with his lip piercing to calm his nerves, but to you, he was doing everything that’s sexy in your eyes.

Fuck, Jeongguk didin’t expect you to feel so wet, so warm, he just wants to sink into your velvet walls forever, bury himself into your warm cunt and die there, that’s how addictive you feel, and this is just his finger, he’ll lose his sanity once he’s inside you.

Jeongguk moves his finger around, aiming upwards, trying to locate for your sweet spot, and when he hears a whimper of his name fall from your swollen lips, he knows he’s found the prize.

He slips another finger in, doing a come hither movement, opening you up for him, he’s glad he’s a decent multitasker, or he’d lose his focus from how you’re arching your back into his touch, if you could, you’d glue his hand to your breast, you’d touch yourself before, but you thought your nipples weren’t all that sensitive, until Jeongguk’s touch, and now you’re addicted, but if you were told to choose between his fingers inside you or touching your boobies, you wouldn’t be able to choose, you’ve never been this wet with anyone else or by yourself, everything’s electrified with Jeongguk.

Although the two of you are about to unspeakable things to each other, you can’t help but think, Jeongguk has always been a gentleman, you could just tell by his meticulous prepping, his furrowed eyebrows that match his doe eyes, the way they dart around between your pussy and your face, trying his best to see if you’re feeling okay, if he needs to stop, love blossoms just as pleasure builds up between your legs, your walls clenching and unclenching around Jeongguk’s fingers, a silent message that you’re about to be pushed over the edge, and Jeongguk could tell too, which is why he retracts his fingers before you could do so, earning a nearly animalistic whine from you, not used to being denied by Jeongguk, always his spoiled baby.

“If I don’t stop I’m really gonna cum in my pants, sweetheart,” Jeongguk confesses with a shake of his head, his alpha’s ego slightly hurt by the revelation.

“Hurry then,” you say before you decided to take matters into your own hands, taking his pants and boxers off in one tug, revealing his thick length bouncing up, hitting his perfectly sculpted abs, the tip shiny with beads of pre cum.

Jeongguk could see you slowly gravitating towards his cock, so he pushes you down onto the bed before you could get any sneaky ideas and have him cum down your throat in seconds.

“Next time, I promise, I need to look at you properly when you take me down your throat, now I just want to be inside you,” Jeongguk promises, positing his length at your entrance, but he finds himself entranced by your swollen clit that he previously rubbed his nose against, and so he grasps himself in his hands, rubbing his tip against your clit, groaning at the feeling of your smooth folds, fuck it, he really needs to be inside you, now.

“Fuck, Guk,” you sigh out when he slowly pushes into you, your walls clamping down onto his cock like a greeting hug, god his brain needs to stop tying sex with you to some innocent gesture, or he’d pop a boner at everything he does, and with how addicting you feel, he fears you’d really have that power over him.

When he’s finally balls deep inside you, he could feel his fangs protruding, he’s sure his eyes are flashing red as yours began showing a golden hue, the colour of an omega.

“You can move now,” you say when you realised Jeongguk had been stilled to allow you to adjust to his size.

Jeongguk nods, maybe a little more times than necessary, just to reassure himself. He pulls out slowly, the contact between your bare walls around his dick has him shuddering, leaving just the tip in, he feels you sucking him in, and that’s when he decided to throw all caution out of the window, thrusting back in quickly, a gasp and a moan of his name could be heard, he craves to hear that sweet melody again, and so he begins to move, setting a moderate pace.

Jeongguk could feel you everywhere, wrapped around his cock, your sweet voice tickling his ear, and even those pretty nails you do everything to maintain in its mint condition, the acrylics digging into his tricep as he snaps his hips, the pace of them getting faster by the second as you struggle to even moan, too consumed by the way Jeongguk’s cock seem to always hit that sweet spot that you thought no man would be able to find on the first night, but this man, your alpha, proves that he’s fully capable in everything he sets his mind to, and that’s the biggest turn on, ever.

When Jeongguk shifts his hand from your hip to your clit, you knew you were going to be ruined by him tonight, it felt like an electric shock, the first contact of the pad of his calloused thumb, but when you felt him rubbing quick circles on your bundle of nerves, a sob rocked your body, the pleasure coming from the tip of your toes to your entire body, so many pleasure points being stimulated all at once, your body went haywire, you could feel your mind going blank before you felt the band in your abdomen snap, your walls clench onto Jeongguk so harshly that Jeongguk has to bite onto the pillow your head’s laying on to prevent his animal side from running free and bite your neck.

Jeongguk’s knot began forming when he could feel you coming down from your high, thank god for the slicked walls, or he’d pull out from fear of you getting hurt even though he’s prepped you thoroughly, he doesn’t want your first time to have any risks of pain, or any other time, but he wants your first time with him to be very much memorable in a positive light.

Jeongguk could feel you clenching in panic when you felt the swollen knot, your mind still hazy from your orgasm, and so Jeongguk is quick on his feet to reassure you.

“Just a little more, baby, take my knot like a good girl and it’d be all over,” Jeongguk says beside your ear before kissing you gently as he releases calming pheromones, and that’s when he felt you unclenching, just in time for his knot to deflate painting your walls with white.

“There you go, it’s all over my pretty baby, I'll get you all washed up when I'm safe to pull out,” Jeongguk suggests, but you could feel your consciousness fading, the only thing you remember is your bare skin coming into contact with a body of warm water.

When you wake, you’re still in your alpha’s hold, but you’re now dressed in a thick sweater of his, black of course, since there seems to be a colour shortage in his wardrobe.

“Well, if it isn’t sleeping beauty,” Jeongguk jokes, which earns him a light punch to his chest.

“It’s all your fault, who knew you’d be so tiring,” you say with a slight whine, still feeling sore between your legs.

“I’m sorry, I’ll make you breakfast tomorrow as an apology, happy?” Jeongguk bargains with that charming smile of his that makes all the omegas he meets drop onto their knees for them.

“As long as you’re buying lunch too,” you retort before snuggling closer to your alpha, fatigue crawling into you once more.

“I ended up with one of those demanding omegas, didn’t I?” Jeongguk says to himself with a shake of his head before he decides to sleep as well, for the first time in a long time, he falls asleep in no time, now that his favourite scent is surrounding him.

[quicktosimp]

I Got You

Mating Season Day 01

A visual representation of the genitals: here

Summary: Sometimes, the aftermath is more than you bargain for.

Warnings: 18+, Aftercare, Cock Warming, Alien Genitalia

My legs continued to shake as I was locked onto Tsu’tey’s cock. The spines keep him stuck in place as they dig into my gummy walls.

“Tey,” I whine, oversensitized from his cock.

Tsu’tey’s large arm wraps around me before threading his fingers into my hair, messaging at my scalp, “I know, Tìyawn. Let me lay us down.”

Tsu’tey gently lifted me away from the tree he fucked me on. Even with him being gentle, it still jostled the spines inside me, none of the stiff appendages willing to move from their spot. I couldn’t stop myself from clenching tightly around him as a whine was ripped from my already sore throat; my previous scream of pleasure made my throat raw.

“Shhh, I know, I know,” Tsu’tey soothed as he stood there, waiting for me to calm.

Tsu’tey held me still as I tried to wiggle away; the spines inside me could cause me damage if removed too quickly. I tried to wiggle my hips, still attempting to get away, before Tsu’tey’s other hand grabbed my ass, forcing me to still. 

“I know, Yawntutsyìp. I promise you I will still soon, then it’s just rest. Just let me get us to our hammock; I promise it’s all done then,” Tsu’tey cooed as he began walking.

Each step forced the spines to attempt to shift, but the blood rushed into them and refused to allow them even to bend. 

“Tey!” I cried; my body felt like it was on fire; each movement caused pleasure to shoot through my body, and the line between pain and pleasure was nonexistent.

“Mawey, Yawntutsyìp, we are almost there,” His voice was a deep rumble, the start of a purr used for calming their mates and children.

The deep rumble did little to soothe me now. It had the exact opposite effect. The rumbles caused his whole body to vibrate, including me, as I was cradled to his chest. 

“Oh shit!” I cried as it felt like Tsu’tey’s cock started to vibrate inside me. 

Each step became agonizing in pleasure. As I was forcibly moved on his now vibrating cock, each step working to thrust it in more. I couldn’t help but clench rhythmically around him as he walked. I whimpered with each step, my body unsure whether I loved or hated this, with the gentle, rhythmic steps and his purring turning him into a living vibrator. 

“You’re being mean, Tey,” I whined at a particularly strong purr. 

A small laugh left his lips, “I’m mean, Yawntutsyìp? For what? Because I mated you so well you forgot your own name?” 

I glared up at him and lightly smacked his chest, only to receive more laughter from him, “You know what I mean,” I pouted before I curled deeper into his arms. 

Our kelku was in sight, and Tsu’tey gently apologized as he began the climb up. The shift in position caused him to curl slightly and jostled me more as he climbed with one hand. With one hand now gone, more weight forced me onto his cock, shoving him in a little deeper. 

“Dear fucking hell,” I cursed, somewhere between a moan and whine.

I could feel my bastard of a mate chuckle at my English curing, and I was reminded that Tsu’tey, in fact, knows English. 

“I mated the biggest sadist in all of Eywa’eveng,” I drawled dramatically.

Tsu’tey’s ears twitched, amused, “I am a sadist now? That’s a new one,” He laughed, finally arriving at the entrance to our kelku.

“Na, I’ve called you that a couple of times now,” I admitted, hiding my smirk in his chest.

“Stiwi si tawtute,” He scolded, gently tapping my ass.

I giggle as we step into the warmth of our kelku, the familiar surroundings bringing comfort, as does the sight of our nivi. 

Tsu’tey brings us to our nivi and awkwardly attempts to get in without jostling me too much. At last, we were together, comforted by our kelku, as I relaxed into his chest as he laid us down. I hum contently, even more so as he grabs the large blanket that we wove together and covers us in the soft material. 

Tsu’tey begins to rub slow circles over my back, “I promise to clean you once we’ve separated,” He purred lowly.

I curled closer to him, getting as comfortable as possible, “That’s alright, Tsu’tey, we can leave it to the morning,” I hummed as I settled for sleep.

I could hear him make a displeased noise, “No, JakeSully said there are risks if you do not clean after a mating, a uotei.” I could see his disgruntled face without looking up.

I chuckled softly as I laid a soft kiss on his chest, “I think you mean a UTI, and while it can definitely happen, I doubt not cleaning up one time will give me one,” I hummed sleepily.

I knew his lips were pursed as he spoke, “Your health is not something I take lightly, and this is not something-”

I grabbed his free hand and started to kiss his fingertips, “Muntxatan, you take care of me so well; not cleaning me up one time will be fine. Please, just hold me?” I gently begged him, not wanting to be removed from his arms. 

I could feel him hum in thought, “We shall see, Muntxate,” He softly grunted before he pulled the blanket up higher now under my chin. 

I smiled, realizing that I had won this tonight, and quickly drifted asleep, content in my mate's arms, safe and sound.

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Dividers by @cafekitsune

[mari-the-hedgiewolf]

The True King of Invokations (Mini Seelie! Reader Insert) (1/2)

When you arrived in the world of Teyvat, you didn't expect to find yourself in a seelie body of all things. Unspoken words turned into thrills and squeaks, your floating mass stretching out barely to form a semblance of arms, communication was definitely a problem you had to overcome. So it was quite fortunate that despite the crowded streets of Sumeru, you managed to spot Cyno, the General Mahamatra himself, coming back from a mission, his headpiece easily recognizable from a distance.

As for Cyno, he didn't expect a squeaking, squishy blob to tackle his face into a hug, taking a second to process what just happened. What were you supposed to be? He wasn't sure, but it doesn't look like you were a threat. Nevertheless, he had to report back from his duty, so he settled you down on the grass nearby. "You should probably go, little one" he spoke, his unwavering gaze meeting your own for a second before he started walking away. But you were obstinate, and no matter how hard he tried to softly shoo you away as he walked towards the Akademiya, you always came back, stubbornly plopping yourself between his headpiece as a final stand, little arms holding onto the ears, squeaking as loudly as you could whenever his hand approached to tug you away. Unsure of what to do, he let you stay there, since you weren't causing any trouble for now. But he would definitely have to seek Tighnari's advice at the end of the day.

The walk towards Gandharva Ville was quite pleasant. Different types of flora danced softly with the gentle breeze, as the water followed its course to a great fall, providing a jaw dropping view, its beauty enhanced by the last sun rays of this beautiful day. Soon enough, a familiar tree could be seen in the distance, a few forest rangers coming and going, your form literally glowing as you laid your gaze on Collei, catching her attention. "Oh! Mister Cyno! What are you doing here?" she said, slightly surprised at the sudden visit, her eyes glancing curiously at your form, who floated out of your comfortable position to hover around her, squeaking happily at her presence. "I just finished my duties for the day, and as you can see, I made a . . . new acquaintance on the way" He started to explain, just as you were making yourself comfortable in Collei's warm, slightly calloused hands "No idea what they could be though. I thought Tighnari could help".

Collei couldn't help but be curious as well. She looked down at you, moving you slightly to free one of her hands so she could scratch behind your ear softly. Oh, that was simply delightful, you couldn't help but literally melt under her friendly scritches, loudly purring, vibrating your small form, earning a giggle in the process. "They're really cute, Mister Cyno. Where did you find them?" "It's more like they found me first and didn't let go when I was inside the city" She thought for a moment "Well, Master Tighnari is out on patrol, but he should come back soon enough. Would you like to stay for a while until he comes back?" She asked. Bless her big heart, she gives you cuteness aggression, but it's hard to squish her when you're so small. Cyno seems to contemplate the offer before nodding, stating he could go for a round or two of Genius Invokation TCG.

You perked up at the mention of the card game. Back at your own world, while you're no expert at the alternative game mode, you found the change of pace refreshing. Sure, the dice RNG made you figuratively tear out your hair sometimes, but it was fun trying to combine strategies while using your favorite characters' cards as units! Overseeing the duel, you could recognize the familiar decks they used in-game, Collei using her card alongside Xiangling and Mona's, while Cyno had his with Razor and Xingqiu's.

Both decks had their advantages, but you were slightly leaning towards Collei for this round, not forgetting how many times she gave you a run for your money in Serious Showdown. Yet, Cyno's gaze told another story. Did he perhaps gain a good hand right from the start? As the duel continued, you started to float around anxiously. Collei managed to defeat both Razor and Xingqiu using her burgeon strategy, but Cyno managed to ult with the Liyue character before he went down, leaving him with his own card, stacked and ready to deal Electro-charged damage, which was dangerous for her since all of her characters were at low health. In the end, the General Mahamatra won by 1 HP, the breath you were holding escaping your non-existent mouth.

It was such a close match, you couldn't help but cheer them both, thrills and squeals filling the air, as you flew around them, quiet laughter following suit just as a certain Forest Watcher entered his house. “Oh? I didn't realize we would have guests today” Tighnari commented, bow safely tucked behind him so he could carry medicinal herbs and botanical samples on his coiled basket “Master Tighnari! You're back!” Collei exclaimed, quickly gathering her deck before standing up. You merely watched as he asked her to sort them out with a quick reply, his attention turning to your blob form, his analyzing gaze making you press against Cyno's, now headpiece free, hair. 

“And where did you find your little companion, Cyno?” he questioned, his ears serving as a good distraction for you to fixate on instead of your own nervousness. “They actually found me first more than anything. I wasn't sure about their origins, so I decided to come” the general explained. Tighnari hummed, extending their hand in invitation to you, keeping a respectable distance so you wouldn't be startled. Slowly, you detached from soft light gray locks, floating your way to the black and orange glove. Despite not having a nose, you could sense the natural scent of the forest from him, making you slowly relax on his hold, purring in content.

“I've seen illustrations about them before. Yet it's my first time seeing a mini seelie myself. What a curious critter” Tighnari explained as he scratched behind your ear. How did everyone know it was your weak spot? You're not sure. But you weren't complaining as it meant more pets and scritches from the main Sumeru cast, turning you into a happy, melted mess “Yet precisely because of their rarity that they're often sought-after by hunters. For their sake, it's best if one of us takes care of them in the meantime. I have a feeling this one wants to stay with at least one of us at all times”. By the Archons, this guy is way too smart! You chirped happily as you circled around both males, eliciting a chuckle from both when you nuzzled their cheeks.

Even though your travel to another world was unexpected, you were glad you could count on some of your favorite characters to help you along the way. And as they retired for the night, you looked up to the sky, wondering what kind of interactions you would have next.

(Had to cut it in 2 parts because I was getting carried away with writing, haha. This silly idea has been giving me brainrot for too long, so I decided to write it down. @genshinarchives has some really good seelie! reader stories that inspired this one, so go check them out!~ )

[cherrycherish]

Nun Belly. Pregnancy? Vore? Unbirth? You decide~

"Sister Cynthia!" Beatrice hissed as Cynthia pulled her close, "What are you--"

Cynthia forced the naked woman into her drooling maw, moaning as she was gulped down deeper and deeper. Before she knew it, Beatrice was stuck inside the belly of her captor along with Sister Adelaide, despite her struggling.

The days were becoming more difficult as more and more people were being pulled into Cynthia's growing body, Sister Lorna and Sister Mina had gotten gobbled up by her small breasts the night before, leaving them juicy and full, and now both Sisters Adelaide and Beatrice had been pulled into her gut after showering. Just how has all of this happened? And what would she do now?

Cynthia let out a loud belch as she rubbed her tumultuous belly, her clothes wouldn't possibly fit over such girth. She found Adelaide's clothes, finding that they fit her width well enough, but needed to be hemmed at the skirt. She went about collecting the remaining clothes to not draw suspicion and quietly slipped out of the showers and back to her room.

Once in the privacy of her room, she opened the window and sat on her bed, waiting for her late night visitor to come see her again.

Dozing in and out of sleep, eventually her visitor returned, his beauty gleaming like a star. An angel had been coming to her in the night.

"Two?" He asked, watching her belly churn noisily.

"Urp, yes, they were alone in the showers so it was fairly easy."

"Undress."

Cynthia did as ordered, standing before him naked and full. He laid a hand on her round belly and some of his light sank into her skin. She shivered as he withdrew.

"You will stretch now to carry as much as you desire. And no one will think it odd if they see your growth."

"Ah, alright...?" She said, "So, you want me to eat more?"

"All of them. Then, I will return."

Cynthia blinked and he was gone, leaving her to wonder what was to come.

During prayer Cynthia ate all of the others, one after the next, in each pew, until they were all crammed inside of her aching writhing belly or her bulging breasts. Being able to stretch as much as needed was nice, but it didn't save her from being too full to move, so once everyone had been eaten, she was stuck in place, naked as the day she was born, burping and waiting for her visitor.

Her giant belly had all day to digest, but by the time her visitor arrived she still couldn't move, her gut was just slightly softer and sloshy.

"You did well." He gave her belly a pat and her stomach seemed to start working even faster against her feast.

"What now? Bwoooooorp!" She clung to her belly as she burped loudly.

Her visitor snapped his fingers and suddenly she was outside in a wide grassy field, alone.

"Hello?" She called into the night, wondering what was going on, and where he'd gone, "Hellooo?"

She lay there, atop her huge churning gut for a while, worrying that someone would find her in this state, but also worrying that maybe no one would find her.

Eventually someone did approach her from the treeline, a lone man, tall and strong and painted with scars.

"Hello..." She said meekly, followed by her belly making a loud groan.

"Hello~" the stranger purred, "You look like you've had quite a feast, hm?"

She blushed, "Y-Yes... I'm stuck..."

He grinned, "So I can see."

The stranger walked around to her behind and hummed in approval. He said something she didn't understand and suddenly lots of people were coming over from the forest, many of whom wasted no time in climbing up her form and into her cunt. She moaned as more and more of them pushed their way into her womb, making her cum again and again. The stranger was the last to climb inside her, leaving her alone once more, but now with an overactive womb.

Suddenly she was in a large palace of some sort, looking around, she spotted her visitor, "What's going on? Where are we?"

"A safe breeding ground. I had to use you as a honey pot, to attract those vulgar demons. Look at how many went inside, and now they're all stuck inside for purification." He smiled at the angry movement in her belly.

"I don't understand..."

"By consuming the other sisters, your holy cleansing power is condensed together, and your body became a purifying vessel for demons to be reformed. Once they've all regressed you'll grow them as angel pups inside of you. You're not the only one either, look." He waved his hand to show other huge pregnant sows, their bellies flabby and wriggling with life, "You can eat as much as you want, waddle about as much as you want, cum as much as you want, and you're doing a precious service to the world, we can't have enough angels, and these pitiful demons couldn't resist the pull of your warm womb, they'll be much happier as your brood."

"They can't get out?"

"No, they're locked inside. They'll be born after a long long time purifying within you."

She blinked, "Okay..." Just how long would it take?

"As a reward," he smiled, "I'll make sure you have everything your heart desires."

Cynthia smiled back, she suddenly wanted to stay pregnant as long as possible.

[impale-me-radio-daddy]

Sorry about making you think about Lucifer cheating on his wife, I'm a fan of Lucifer X Lilith but I wrote that more with a 'divorced Lucifer trying to get back into dating but seriously is off his game' idea in mind just for laughs. Alternatively, you could imagine that Lucifer actually knows that it was Alastor and not Lookalike Reader that he was hanging out with and was seeing just how awkward he could make things until Alastor buckled, Lucifer just figured the easiest way to do that was to pull out every 'trick' Angel insisted on showing everyone at the last trust excise.

"Hah. Alright, Lu. You can do this." Lucifer stared himself down in the mirror, a glower and a slap to his own rosy cheeks. He held his hands there, the absence of his wedding ring drawing his eye just like it had every time he's looked at his hands in the past year. "You're the King. of. Hell. The kingofhell. They're just a lowly sinner. A lowly sinner who knows your daughter and will probably tell her if this ends badly, so this better not end badly, please can it not end badly, you can do this. I can do this." Lucifer breathed out, his face falling. "It's just dinner, I can do this."

You lay on your front on Alastor's bed, kicking your feet in the air as you watched Alastor perfect his you disguise.

"Fluffier?" he asked, squinting into the mirror as he applied a backbrush to his hair, letting a few strands float loose.

You hummed. "I think you're about there. Now flutter your eyelashes and say Oh, your majesty, how fascinating!"

Alastor obliged you with a flutter. "Oh, your majesty," he said breathily. "I am a credulous idiot easily impressed by pointless displays of your power."

"So cruel," you purred. "If you're going to be like that, I'll have to start asking for payment when you impersonate me."

Whatever Alastor had been expecting, it hadn't been a table laid for two. Nor candles, or, for whatever reason, rose petals. Fuck.

Still, he'd agreed to this. Asked for it, even. He fixed your sunny, slightly dazed-looking smile on his face and stepped in.

Lucifer looked nervous. That very fact made Alastor stop in his tracks. Why was Lucifer nervous? The man was as old as creation, feared neither sinner nor hellborn nor goetia. The only being down here even close to him in power was Lilith, and she definitely wasn't in the picture right now. So why, Alastor wondered, was Lucifer nervous of you?

"Your majesty?" he said, injecting a nervous quaver into his voice, as he had seen you do countless times.

"Heyy, little fawn, no need to be so formal." Lucifer gave a lopsided smile. "You can call me Lu, Luce, anything you want." He wiggled his eyebrows.

Oh. Oh. This was bad. Alastor's eyes bulged, smile straining. He'd known you were friendly with the King of Hell, not intimate. He needed to make his excuses, and quickly, if he wanted to escape with his virtue intact.

"Lucifer," said Alastor. Lucifer took his hand and raised it to his lips for a kiss. Fuck.

"Little fawn?" Lucifer seemed to sense something was wrong, his face falling like it just got kicked from heaven.

"I should go," said Alastor, eye twitching, too panicked to make a better excuse.

"No. No! Nononono." Lucifer paced his room, head in his hands, the candlelit dinner forgotten. Now he'd done it. He'd really fucked the duck now. Someone call up a fat lady and tell her to sing because he was over. He'd freaked you out. You! The wide-eyed, bashful deer demon just arrived in Hell. He'd come on too strong. A candlelit dinner, just the two of you, in his room. You probably though he was expecting sex after, oh no. Not that sex wasn't a possibility, and he did miss sex, with Lilith being gone, but you probably thought he expected sex. That he was going to grab you halfway through eating the oysters and cram his tongue down your throat like some sort of pervert. And you were definitely going to tell Charlie, and she would come up to his room with a Dad, please don't try to seduce the hotel guests, and she was going to be so disappointed in him.

He needed to make it up to you somehow.

He needed to make everything better before Charlie found out.

Taking a deep breath, Lucifer puffed up his chest and headed for your room.

[rhettabbotts]

Hi Shelby! Congrats on 1.2k! Could I request “come and sit on my face and i’ll show you how much i missed you” with Mickey?! I feel like he doesn’t get enough love!!

one sunny afternoon - mickey garcia

pairing: mickey ‘fanboy’ garcia x fiancée!reader

summary: mickey surprises you by coming home a few days early.

w/c: 1.2k

warnings: 18+ only. SMUT. oral (f receiving). face sitting. mickey is a total sweetheart. fluff.

If your neighbors heard your rendition of Whitney Houston’s “I Wanna Dance with Somebody,” you couldn’t care. You tidied up your apartment, anxiously awaiting Mickey’s arrival in a few days. He had been gone for eight months this time and you swore it never got any easier. 

The wedding was fast approaching and it was hard trying to make decisions without him. He tried to help as much as he could, picking out color palettes and floral arrangements through email was not ideal but it worked. 

Cleaning was a way to distract yourself from missing Mickey. Playing your reception playlist on the other hand, not so much. Tears welled up in your eyes and an overwhelming feeling washed over you. A cool breeze blew through the open windows, making you stop for a second to take a deep breath. He was coming home to you, you were getting married to the love of your life, and everything was fine. 

Your tabby cat, Bella, nuzzled against your leg as you stood in the middle of the living room. You bent down to scratch at the top of her head, smiling to yourself as she purred loudly. You returned to the task at hand, blasting the music and not paying attention to the man who had just entered your door. 

Mickey stood there and watched you dance around the living room, using the mop handle as a makeshift microphone. He dropped his duffle and the noise made you jump. And then you let out a shriek. Your eyes widened and time froze. He was home early. He was here. It took your brain nearly ten seconds to register that he was real and you launched yourself toward him. 

Wrapping you up in his arms felt like home. Sure, the apartment you shared was your dwelling place but you - you were his everything. It had been a long, long eight months. You stayed in his arms for a good while, wetting his shirt collar with your tears. 

“You’re home. You’re finally home,” you mumbled into his neck, squeezing him that much tighter. 

“I’m here, mi amor. I came home to you just like I promised,” Mickey said, pressing a longing kiss to your temple. 

You eventually pulled away, taking in your fiance. His hair had grown out a bit, floppy curls now rested atop his head. A goatee now adorned his face and you couldn’t stop yourself from leaning in for a kiss. It started innocently but soon turned desperate. The facial hair tickled your chin and upper lip, causing you to smile. 

“Mickey,” your voice came out barely above a whisper, “missed you so much.” 

Your fingertips trailed up his spine and into his dark, curly locks. He sighed passionately at the feeling of you tugging against his scalp. You kissed along his sharp jawline, nipping at his earlobe before moving your way down to the spot on his neck that made him putty in your hands. 

You didn’t waste much time moving to the bedroom, you wanted to give him a proper welcome home. But Mickey had other ideas. He laid himself out on the mattress, settling into the pillows on his side of the bed, and reached out for your hand. 

“C’mere, sweetheart,” he said, tone thick with desire. 

“How do you want me?”

“Come and sit on my face and I’ll show you how much I missed you.”

His words knocked the breath out of you. That was something you had never tried before. You had thought about it but never mentioned it. His grip tightened against your palm, signaling you to look him in the eyes. 

“If you don’t want, that’s okay,” he said timidly. 

You instantly shook your head. You wanted to, oh god you really wanted to but-

“What if I suffocate you,” you inquired.

“Then I’d die a happy man,” he quipped back, a lopsided grin forming on his face. 

You gave him a look of seriousness and he pulled you closer. His hands found purchase on your hips, thumbs brushing over the sliver of skin from where your shirt had ridden up. He leaned forward to press his forehead into your stomach. 

“I want to treat you, love. I’ve thought about nothing else but your sweet taste on my tongue for the past eight months. Please, ride my face. Use me. Give me a reason to never leave your side again,” his chocolate-brown eyes pleaded. 

Your skin burned and there was a fiery ache between your thighs. Placing a hand on the middle of his chest you pushed back into his former position on the mattress. You slipped out of your shorts and underwear, smiling shyly at the low whistle he let out. His hands traveled over every part of your lower half. Up your thighs, grabbing handfuls of your ass and hips, tracing your spine. 

You wanted him to tease you but you were both too desperate for that. He jerked you forward, tugging at you until you were hovering above his waiting mouth. 

“Sit,” he uttered. 

You followed orders, gripping the headboard and settling down on Mickey’s lips. He tongued at your clit lazily, drawing out random shapes and you swore you could feel him making the motion of the letter M repeatedly. Your hips moved on their own accord, chasing the feeling of his wet muscle against your swollen bud. 

He moaned at your taste, like he was in the desert and he had water for the first time in months. You slipped one hand from the headboard to drag your fingers through his hair and tugged harshly. You rode his face sloppily, needing that release you craved. 

Mickey couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Your head was thrown back towards the ceiling and you were whimpering his name like a praise, like it was the only word you knew. Your chest heaved with exertion. His hands trailed up your sides and plucked your hardened nipples. You moaned wantonly, grinding down that much harder. 

“Mickey, Mickey, Mickey, oh-“ you keened as he thrusted his tongue into your dripping hole. It was messy and desperate and you couldn’t hold on much longer. You looked down into your lover’s eyes as you quickly approached your peak. 

He mumbled something against your pussy, but you couldn’t make it out due to the ringing in your ears. You could only assume it was him telling you to let go, to cum on his tongue. And you did. It shook you to your core, your thighs tightened around his skull and your back bowed. High pitched moans escaped your throat as you rode out your orgasm. 

Mickey continued his ministrations with small kitten licks until you were pulling him away from your oversensitive cunt. He had a satiated grin on his glistening face. Your wetness drenched his lips and chin, clinging to the facial hair. You shuffled down his body, slamming your mouth onto his own, tasting yourself on his tongue. 

“Told you I missed you,” he said as you pulled away to swipe your thumb over his bottom lip. He busted out into a full blown smile, perfect teeth on display. 

“If you’re gonna do that every time you come home, maybe you need to leave more often.”

“Absolutely not.” 

“Now, let me show you how much I missed you, baby,” you said as you slipped your hand under his white shirt to trail over his toned abs. You had no intentions of getting out of the bed anytime soon.

[m-jelly]

The bunny's keeper - Chapter 6

@ladycheesington <3

Levi x fem! reader.

Modern AU, fluff, romance, falling in love, Levi has tattoos and piercings, bad boy Levi, protective Levi,

In this chapter: The team work together to set up and repair a community causing the mayor and the media to be interested in Erwin. Levi takes you on a date to a theme park, but while he's there he has to protect you from Seymore's men.

Massive thank you to @ladycheesington for helping me flesh this story out and helping with the side plot of Erwin and how the gang started <3

part 7

Erwin wiped his brow as he looked out at the park. The ground had been prepared and now it was time to start putting in the play equipment for children. He hummed a little as his and Levi’s men brought everything out and laid it down on the ground so they could map it all out. He glanced down at the plans when they were presented and assessed if they were correct. After a few alterations, the work began again.

Orders were called out, and teams worked together to create different playground equipment. The locals joined in building up the park for the kids. When you first arrived, the aim was to work on the shops and homes. After doing that, it was all about making sure the kids had a place to play. Everyone made it fun with music and a few people dancing and singing along.

While serving drinks and snacks, you noticed that a news team had turned up along with a very curious mayor. You put on your best smile and welcomed them. You handed them an information leaflet with everything Erwin was doing. “We made these to help the locals know what will be coming and what we have done.”

The mayor looked it over. “Incredible. Why is he doing this?”

You smiled sweetly at him. “Well, we all come from backgrounds like this. We all came from poor backgrounds or loss. We were neglected because bad people took advantage of how desperate we were. So, we raised money, put some of our own money together and started helping the community. We give them the tools to help themselves and we listen.”

He looked through the leaflet. “This is impressive. I must speak to Erwin.”

You pointed over to Erwin. “He’s just there helping put up a large slide. I’ll take you over.” You walked with him to Erwin. “Erwin? I have some water for you and the mayor here wants to talk to you.”

Erwin downed some of the water. “Thank you.” He smiled at the mayor. “Lovely to meet you, sir. I am sorry about how I’m dressed.”

The mayor chuckled. “No need to apologise! You’re working hard. Shall we have a chat?”

You gave him a thumbs up. “Go, Erwin.”

Levi slid up next to you with a little girl in his arms. “That the mayor?”

You nodded. “Yeah.” You saw the little girl. “Oh, hello there. You having fun today?”

She grinned. “Yes, Miss!”

Levi adjusted her. “She said she was feeling a little unwell. I was thinking she needs some sugar.”

You nodded and grabbed a chocolate chip cookie. “This should help you, little one.”

Levi smiled and looked after her. “That nice? My fiancée baked them.”

She giggled. “They’re yummy! Thank you.”

You grabbed a cup. “Do you want some juice as well?”

“Thank you.”

You cleaned her face after she was done. “There we go. All better.”

Levi put the girl on her feet. “You feel all better now?”

She grinned. “Yes, thank you.”

Levi ruffled her hair. “Go take a cookie back to your mummy, okay?”

She took another cookie from you. “You’ll be a great mummy and daddy someday!”

“Thank you.” He waved to her before turning to you. “She’s right.”

You hummed a laugh. “Is she now?”

He walked closer and wrapped his arms around you. “I think we would.”

You kissed him and purred. “Me too.” You smiled a little. “You’re doing amazing. This place looks so good.”

Levi smiled as he tangled his fingers in your hair. “Thank you.”

You mewled in delight as he kissed you passionately. You pulled back a bit causing him to kiss and bite at your jawline and neck. You started panting as your body began tingling. You glanced to the side and noticed the news team were locked in on you and Levi. It seemed like they were trying to show that Erwin’s gang was full of love.

Levi picked you up making you giggle. “I can’t wait to marry you.”

You gazed down at your man. “I can’t wait either.”

He carried you to a chair. He sat down and put you on his lap. “What do you want for dinner tonight?”

You thought about what food was in the apartment. “Mm, I could do a jacket potato with beans. I’m sure we have everything in the home.”

Levi blushed a bit. “Well, we have more money. The work you, Erwin and I have been doing has paid off. So, we can go out for a date.”

Your eyes widened. “What? Really?”

He smirked. “Yeah.”

You got nervous when you thought about money. “That’s amazing, but um…we should save our money up.”

Levi caressed your cheek. “We have a great savings account, my bunny. One dinner out will not ruin that.”

You gazed at him with a twinkle in your eyes. “Are you sure?”

He nodded. “Yes. Besides, I’ve told you not to worry about a thing. I’ll take care of you.”

You pouted a bit. “I want to take care of you though.”

He nuzzled his head against you. “I know. You take care of me so much. I eat like normal because of you. I take care of myself better because of you. I sleep like a healthy person should because of you. Fuck, brat, because of you this gang is now expanding and gaining power. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be looking after myself, Erwin would still be fighting against Mr Seymore and this gang would be tiny and not making a difference.”

You felt your cheeks burn. “I…you…umm…” You sighed. “You talk too highly of me.”

“I mean every single word, my lovely bunny.”

You hugged Levi tightly. “Okay. I’d love to go on a date. What do you have in mind?”

He pinched your cheek and smiled a little. “How about a theme park?”

You gasped. “They’re expensive.”

He kissed you. “We can afford it.” He kissed you again. “Tonight, we will order some burgers and tomorrow we’ll go to a theme park.”

You pulled at Levi’s shirt. “Mm…okay.” You gazed at him. “As long as we can afford it.”

“We can.” He squeezed you. “I need some bunny therapy before I get back to work.”

You gave Levi a big hug. “I am so proud of you.”

“That means a lot to me.” He softly said your name. “I’m proud of you every single day.”

You smiled a little. “We better get to work otherwise we won’t be able to part.”

He stood you up and chuckled. “You’re right.” He rose to his feet and stretched. “Alright, let’s get to work.” He leaned over. “Kiss for luck.”

You lightly kissed Levi. “Good luck. You’re amazing and I love you.”

“Love you too.”

You smiled a little before turning back to your post. You handed water out and some food to those who needed it. You made sure you had a gentle smile on your face. When someone got a bit hurt, you gave them a bit of first aid. It was nice seeing everyone so active and having fun. As you chatted with people you saw a gang walking closer, a gang that looked rough. You clenched up a little and made sure you stood protectively in front of the kids.

You stared at them. “Have you come to help us?”

The leader eyed you a bit before smiling softly. “Yeah. We noticed what you were doing. We wanna help.” He thumbed to some ladies. “We cooked some shit too. Help people to keep going.”

“Thank you so much.”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “We were wondering…your boss employing?”

You smiled brightly. “He sure is! He is currently talking with the mayor right now, but I can introduce you to my fiancé who is in charge of recruitment.” You waved to him. “Follow me.” You led the man to Levi. “Grumpy? This gentleman here is asking about joining.”

Levi shook the man’s hand. “Good to meet you. Let’s take a bit of a walk and talk things over.” You gave Levi a cute little wave before turning back to your table. You talked to the ladies and pointed to where they could put the food. You worked together and dished out a massive lunch for everyone. The court was lively with people enjoying themselves. It moved you to see how one small idea you had for Erwin turned into such a fun community event. The mayor was even helping put up a few things in the park. It all looked so perfect.

You pulled on your shoes and gazed at Levi. “Are you sure?”

Levi nodded. “Yes.”

You felt your cheeks burn. “Are you sure we can afford this?”

He walked up to you and held you. “Yes.”

You hummed in thought. “Okay, if you say so.”

He pulled you against him. “I swear, my cute bunny, we can afford this. We’ve come into a lot of money these past few months since you suggested the plan for us.” He cradled your face in his hands and showered it with kisses. “You saved us. You allowed us to afford so much more. Darling, your impact on the gang means we can afford a better place to live very soon.”

Your eyes widened. “Really?”

He nodded. “We can afford it now, but I’m saving up. My plan is once we take down Mr Seymore, we will absorb a lot of his power, which will result in a lot of money.”

You tapped your forehead against Levi’s chest. “I’m not that great.”

“You are incredible.”

You whined a bit. “You’re incredible too.”

He held your hand and pulled you outside to his bike. “Are you going to be okay walking around in your shoes and jacket?”

You nodded. “I think I’ll be okay.”

He kissed your cheek. “Okay. If you need anything, let me know.”

“Promise.”

He put your custom helmet on and climbed on first. “Come on, bunny.”

You climbed on and hugged him tightly from behind. “Ready to go.”

He started his bike up and sped off through the city and towards the theme park. It brought him joy having you hold him so tightly. When Levi came to a stop at a light, he felt his heart flutter when you rubbed his tummy and patted his thigh. He placed his gloved hand on your hand resting on his stomach. He chuckled when you pushed your hands up to his pecs and squeezed. He grabbed your hand and squeezed it before putting it back on his stomach so he could drive off.

You gripped Levi again as he moved once more until he finally reached the theme park. You climbed off first and pulled your helmet off. “Look at this place! I’m so excited.”

Levi took his helmet off and helped you pack your biker things with his in the side bags. “You deserve a treat.”

“What about you?”

He held your chin. “Spending a whole day with you is my treat.”

You pouted. “Levi.”

He smirked a bit before kissing you. “Love you.”

“Love you too.”

He pulled you along to the front and paid for tickets to get in. He glanced over at you to see you were worrying about the price again. “Darling bunny.” He pulled you against him. “I want you to only think about today, nothing else. Don’t let money enter your mind, okay?” He stopped and faced you. “Do it for me.”

You gazed deep into Levi’s eyes before releasing a sigh. “Okay.”

“Good girl.” He handed you the map. “So, where do you want to go?”

You looked over the map. “Mm, I don’t mind.”

“Come on, sweetheart, anything you want. There is nothing wrong with wanting things.”

You released a long sigh. “I know, I just find it hard sometimes.”

“I understand.”

You nibbled your lip and pointed. “How about we walk to the far side of the park and work our way forward?”

He kissed your temple. “Fantastic idea.”

You led the way through the park and over to the back end. You eyed up the place and noticed a massive ride. You pointed to it. “This one first.”

Levi stared at the massive ride. “You like the fast scary ones?”

“I do.”

He smirked. “Makes sense. I mean, I am scary and I ride my bike fast.”

You purred. “But you’re not fast in the bedroom.”

He nipped your neck. “You’re damn right.”

You stumbled into the line and giggled as people glanced at you. You hummed a laugh as Levi hugged you from behind. “When shall we start planning for the wedding?”

Levi hummed in thought. “I would love to marry you now. Maybe we’ll marry after we get our big break. I want to spend a lot of money on you.” He nuzzled your neck. “I want you to be treated like a Queen. I’ll buy you the best wedding dress ever.”

You rubbed Levi’s arms. “I don’t need a grand wedding. I’m happy to sign a piece of paper and go to a bar after.”

Levi squeezed you hard. “No.”

You laughed. “Okay, we’ll have a nice wedding.”

He kissed your cheek over and over. “Thank you.”

You moved to a seat and climbed into the spot before pulling down everything to keep you safe. You smiled as the attendant came along and checked to make sure you and Levi were strapped in. You leaned forward and took Levi’s hand. “You okay grumpy?”

Levi hummed as he played with your hand. “I’d rather you be sat on my lap, but yes I’m good.”

You giggled as he showered your hand with kisses. “Levi, focus. We’re moving up now.”

He took a knuckle of yours between his lips and lightly sucked. “I want to devour you.”

You whined a little as you felt a fire burn inside you. “Levi, stop making me feel horny.”

He nipped your finger a little before sitting back. “Here we go!”

Levi smiled when he heard your squeals of delight and delightful laughter. The fun you were having was so infectious. Laughter erupted from Levi as he too started to enjoy himself going around on the twists and bends. He was even smiling when the camera went off and took a picture of the two of you. Levi was sure it was going to be a beautiful picture.

He climbed out of the seat first before helping you. “Are you okay?”

You giggled. “Yes, but I think my hair isn’t.”

He played with your hair a little. “There you go.”

You gazed up at Levi. “Grumpy, your hair is a bit wild too.” You reached up and moved it. “So soft.”

Levi hummed in happiness. “I’m thinking of getting it cut. Maybe an undercut?”

You gasped in delight. “That’ll look so sexy!”

He chuckled at your words. “Well then, I’ll get it done. It’ll also be smarter.”

“You’ll look like a strong and handsome baddie.”

He picked you up a bit and walked with you as you laughed. “Well, I’m glad you will still adore me.”

“Always!”

He glanced over to two men eyeing you and him. Levi knew instantly they were probably Francis Seymore’s men. Levi needed to act without you knowing, to keep you safe and to keep you happy. He placed you on your feet and handed you some money. “Could you get me something to snack on? Maybe some freshly made doughnuts covered in sugar?”

You squealed in delight. “Yes!”

He smiled as you ran off with the money. “So, you here to scare me or kill me?”

A man moved closer to Levi and fixed his tie. “A lot of accidents can happen at theme parks.”

The other with sunglasses put his hands in his pockets. “So many hiding places too for bodies.”

Levi clicked his neck. “You’re right. I can see them all now.” Levi slammed his foot against the middle part of tie’s lower leg causing the bone to snap in half. He ignored the man’s scream as he dropped like a sack of potatoes. He quickly jabbed sunglasses in the neck with the side of his hand causing him to cough and choke. “Come near me and my fiancée again and I will show you what I can do when I’m furious.”

You paid for the doughnuts and loved how warm they were. You walked out and looked for a seat. “Mm…”

Levi walked up to you. “Come on, my bunny. I’ve found a nice spot for us.”

You held his hand and walked with him. A small sob and cry of pain drew your attention away from your man. “What happened to those two?”

Levi brought you to a nice table with a sweet view. “Accident, they happen all the time.”

You placed the bag on the table and stared at Levi. “Levi?”

He picked up one hot doughnut. “Do you trust me?”

“With all my heart.”

He released a long sigh. “They were bad men wanting to hurt us and they were linked to a certain someone.”

You leaned over and bit the doughnut before Levi could take a bite. “I know what you mean. I’m guessing you’re protecting me by not telling me.”

Levi stared at the bite mark. “Yes. You owe me some doughnut.”

You kissed him sweetly at first before slipping your tongue into his mouth. You pulled back a bit and smiled. “How was that?”

Levi growled. “Better than any doughnut I’ve had before.”

You giggled and picked up your doughnut. “About the guys you beat up, Don’t worry, okay? You don’t need to tell me in the future about everything you do and everyone you beat up. Just keep me in the loop a little.”

Levi took your hand and showered it with kisses. “I swear.”

You smiled a little. “We should keep eating before it gets cold.”

“We should.” Levi admired you as you ate with him. He hummed in delight when he saw how happy you were. “Ready to go on more rides?”

“Yes!”

He walked with you to the next ride. “So, I just wanna say if I see another guy or pair I need to take care of, I’ll just say it’s friendship time?”

You giggled. “Sounds cute, but good.”

“Thank you.”

The two of you moved around the park as you went on different rides. Levi relaxed a little and made sure to keep his eyes open for anyone getting close to you. He knew very well that during this time when Mr Seymore was being pressured was the most dangerous for you as a couple. Levi was not going to let anyone hurt a single hair on your head. You were more precious than all the gold in the world.

Levi kissed your neck. “I’ve gotta make some friends, okay?”

You gazed at him with cute doe eyes. “Be safe and be careful with your knuckles, okay?”

“Promise.” He handed you some coins. “Have fun in the arcade.”

You smiled at him. “Thank you.” You ran into the arcade and started on the claw machine. “Oh, cute cuddly!” You stuck your tongue out as you focused a little. “Come on, I will win you.” You gasped as the toy slowly slipped from the claw. “No! You’re so close!” You flinched when a man slammed against the claw machine causing the cuddly to drop into the dropdown box. “Yes!”

Levi panted as he pressed the man’s face against the glass. “Did you get it?”

Your eyes sparkled as you gazed at him. “I did, thank you.”

“Good.” He smiled at you. “Keep playing more.”

You grabbed your prize and hugged it. “You’re the best.”

He smiled at your cute smile. “You’re so sweet to me.” He released the man and sighed. “I just have friendship time, okay?”

You nodded. “I’ll keep playing.” You blew him a kiss then ran into the arcade more and started up another machine. You point your coin in and started playing a platform game. “Been so long since I’ve played something like this.”

A large bang echoed out in the arcade and the wall shook, you ignored it because you knew it was your man working hard to protect you. You stopped playing once you lost all your lives and moved on to the next game. You saw another game where the prize would be a bunny toy, so you were determined to win it for Levi. You tried a few times and started pouting because you weren’t winning.

You shrugged off your frustrations, took a deep breath and then went for it again. You squealed in delight when you won the bunny. “Perfect!”

Levi walked over to you as he panted a little. “Bunny, you okay?”

You smiled up at him. “Yes. I won this for you!”

He gazed at the bunny and smiled. “It’s you.” He took it from you. “Thank you so much.”

You fiddled with your bag and pulled out a tissue. You reached over and wiped some blood off Levi’s cheek. “You’re welcome. Is everything all sorted?”

He nodded. “No more issues for us.”

“So, how about we go have lunch?”

He smiled and took your hand. “Wonderful. What are you thinking?”

You pulled him along. “Umm, I’m thinking maybe we get hotdogs? Oh! Burgers.”

Levi chuckled. “How about we go to a place that does both?”

You hummed in delight. “Yes.”

He picked you up making you squeal with laughter. “Today has been wonderful.” He carried you to a nice restaurant and plopped you on a seat. “Could we do a bit of wedding talk?” He blushed a bit and shifted. “Also, future talk?”

You picked up the menu and played with it. “Of course.”

He released a long sigh. “Future talk.”

You nodded and reached over to Levi and placed your hand delicately on his. “You can tell me anything.”

He locked eyes with you. “How do you feel about kids?”

You smiled. “Are you asking me if I want babies with you?”

He shyly nodded. “Y-Yes.”

“Do you want them?”

“Y-Yes.”

You lifted his hand and kissed his fingers. “Good because I want them. I love kids and I’ve always wanted to be a mum. I know we’ll be amazing parents together.”

Levi welled up. “We will. I can’t wait to have a family together.”

“I can’t either.” You giggled. “So, wedding talk.”

He hummed in thought. “I would like something nice and pretty for you. Maybe we could have it in a forest or a pretty field.”

You smiled a little. “Both sound perfect. I’m just looking forward to our honeymoon.”

Levi perked up. “We can go abroad.”

You whined. “I don’t know if we could afford that.”

“Bunny.”

You released a sigh. “No thinking about money.”

“Good girl.” You kissed your cheek. “The honeymoon will be perfect.”

You smiled sweetly. “I’m also thinking about going camping sometime soon. What do you think?”

Levi nipped your finger. “I would love that. Just you, me, a beach somewhere and all the cuddles.”

“Perfect. We can go on a little road trip.”

“I plan something. We can do it in celebration of taking down a certain someone.”

You grinned. “Great! Now, let’s eat.”

[darthsassacre]

Hmmm...Lyna, for the ot3 with Khadgar, if you're so inclined :3

It had been another long day, but well worth it, as always. The captain of the guard always had to be on alert and prepared for whatever may come, and that meant her days were filled with training exercises, reports, and patrols. The last step was to deliver her daily report to the Exarch before she would grab dinner and fall into bed, to start it all over again the next day.

It was arguably the most fulfilling way she could dream of living her life, in defense of those who called the Crystarium home. And she loved every single second of it.

She opened the door to the Ocular, a smile already on her face.

“Papa? I have the report ready.”

It was empty.

That wasn’t unusual, it just meant he was in his office again. Naturally.

So, she headed for the office just off the Ocular itself, stepping in and freezing.

Long ago, a low couch had been placed within, usually strewn with books and papers, various little bits and pieces of research projects that built up until someone, usually Uncle Emet, got tired of it all and dropped it on the floor somewhere to allow new piles to build up.

This time, however, there was a new reason for the piles to have been dropped on the floor.

Emet sat on the couch, his usual fur-lined overcoat set aside, thrown over the desk chair. One of his arms was around Uncle Khadgar, who was leaned against Emet’s shoulder, sound asleep, looking far more peaceful in sleep than he had in the recent months since that strange arrival that Papa had summoned from… elsewhere. Emet’s other hand was occupied stroking Papa’s bleached red hair as he laid across his lap, purring softly as he slept. Lyna had almost forgotten that Mystel could make that sound.

“Lyna, dear, just leave the report on the desk,” Emet greeted her, voice almost a whisper. “These two forgot what the concept of sleep was again.”

“What about you?” she replied, voice similarly quiet.

“Oh, I’m perfectly fine. I actually enjoy sleeping, like most sane people. Now shoo. I know you’ve had a long day. Sleep well, dear.”

She set the report down, making sure to leave it in a visible location, and then left silently, taking a moment to grab a last look at the trio. Emet winked at her and she had to hide her laugh as she closed the door silently so as to not wake either of the other two.

[amaru-love-writings]

O, Father!

Warning: NSFW (Based on the Jesus he knows me mv. THAT scene to be more specific) ////

The bloody red lights casted a dramatic, almost baroque shadow on the group; specifically on three individuals whose bodies seemed entwined; the central figure would grab all the attention with its languor and heaving chest. Her strange helmet still glued to her semi naked body. The other two, snaked around her served as the back plan of the painting. A tall person had his chest glued to the back of the central piece, his hands went up and down, as he teased the main figure with feather-like caresses. The other one had a devoted position, he was on his knees hugging his god’s right leg; as he struck the shaft with intent. He teased the side of the member with searing touches.

It felt like spring, when all life blossoms; the moment of zeitgeist, when her body felt slack and clammy. Her breathing increased impossibly; never ceasing to search for the two companions. Her hot seed was all over the servant’s hand.

As she spilled and spilled, the flood of heat; her head fell back, hitting with a soft thud the shoulder that had offered itself; like the fall of the angel, she felt the drop, an immense longing for the warmth of home, or a loving and true embrace.

Her mouth hanged open, behind the open visor, putting in effort to catch any bit of oxygen to steady the hamming of her heart. The two looked beyond pleased, as if that woman had just provided water to their parched, desperate lips; and they too looked for their own oxygen.

The sight catches the eye of the whole group, who themselves had gifted the man in the center with their own seeds.

Said man was lost in lust and carnal pleasure; smearing all of the offerings on his face and naked body.

The others turned their devilish eyes to the heaving mess of the main figure; still bathed in darkness and red; the depths of her muscles creating a chiaroscuro effect on her clothed breasts, stomach and bare thighs.

They approached carefully, and in conjunction started a strange ritual of shared touches and lingering lips. The painting was alive, all of its components dancing around the borders, transforming at each glance; but black and red still dominated.

The figure, now threatened to truly fall to shambles; but the two pillars had her secured, the one on his knees now taking her in his arms; ready to disappear into the mist of the black night. As she nuzzled into his slim chest, she purred, begging him to take her back to the Abbey where they could cuddle away from the whole pack.

“Someone needs some down time?” She looked straight, and had a good look at his Italian features and mid-length black hair. His skin gleamed gold with the sweat it had been collecting throughout the ‘event’. “Only with you, Rainy”, she sounded meek.

Upon arriving, you noticed how tired you were; indeed, you needed some down time, “c’mon, Jinx”, he pulled her limps closer and laid his head on her back; “my sweet and strong Jinx”, he sighed, drawing circled patterns with his lips. She smiles peacefully and drifted to a tranquil sleep, never letting go of his hands.

(Jinx is my bassist oc - she was a first gen kinda of member. I love her. In my hc the ghouls can change their anatomy at whim)

A.N.: This is a fanfic for Ghost (band). This is only meant for entertainment and appreciation for the band. Please, do not repost, copy or translate. Feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated! Enjoy.

[grandma-susan]

(from @helluvaoutlaw)

Striker went to visit Auntie Susie, looking forward to a pleasant afternoon. When he arrived, he found that she wasn't home, likely out getting groceries.

"Dang it...oh, well."

Undeterred, he climbed over the fence into her backyard and made himself comfortable on the porch.

Noticing that Zilbert was inside the house and started pawning at the back door the moment he saw the cowboy from the window, Striker opened it from outside just enough for the fox to squeeze through.

He knew that house like the back of his hands.

Zilbert eagerly joined him outside, purring and rubbing against his legs before darting off to explore the yard.

"Hey, hey there! Who's a good boy? Yeah, you are, yeah, aww, I missed ya."

He chuckled, watching the fox have his five minutes of happy zoomies.

"Guess I'll stick around and keep ya company till auntie gets back."

For the next hour, Striker and Zilbert enjoyed each other's company.

They played just like they did when Striker was much younger, chasing each other around the garden.

"Imma get ya!"

Striker laughed as he sprinted after Zilbert, who darted and zigzagged across the lawn, his sleek black fur a blur of motion. Then, in a playful reversal, Zilbert chased Striker, nipping at his heels and making him feel as though he had stepped back in time.

"Nooo! Zilbert, ahahahah! Ya rascal!"

Ten years had passed since the day Striker met Susan, but nothing else had really changed. The house, the garden, the town, even Susan herself, remained just as they were.

Except for him.

He had grown older, he had changed.

As he played with Zilbert, these thoughts lingered in his mind. Sinners were immortal, unable to age.

It was bittersweet to think about.

"Alright, Zil, that's enough for now."

Striker smiled as he lay down on the soft grass, feeling the warmth of the afternoon sun. He pulled his hat over his eyes to block out the light.

Zilbert, content from all the playing, curled up on Striker's chest.

"I'm just gonna-yawn-rest my eyes for a lil' bit..."

Soon, both of them fell asleep, the gentle rustling of leaves lulling them into a peaceful nap.

Susan returned after a long day. She had some thoughts if it was worth it or if she'd regret getting a new outfit for her grandnephews Wedding. Afterall, they were getting married in Wrath and she still hadn't heard if she would be granted permission to go. She clutched her package closer, telling herself, even if she wouldn't be able to attend the wedding proper, she'd still hold a little get together for the two in the future. "I'm home, Zilber." She looked up and closed the front door behind her. The house was quiet. As he napping? "Zilber?" She called again shuffling into the living room, not on the couch, she called again, not in the dining room or the study, where ....where had he gone? Not upstairs, "Zilber?!" She called a little louder and was growing nervous. Where was her companion? She searched every rooms and every table and closet before she rushed down the kitchen, fear that she had now lost Zilber right before a wedding. She spun around, hoping that he was playing hide and seek in the kitchen, that is until she saw the back door and how the curtain was slightly eschew. She cautiously went to the door and swung it open with a "ZILB-" Her voice halted in her throat.

Oh.

Her hold on her package loosened as she stepped onto the patio and looked over the railing. A familiar old figure that she had grown accustomed to over 10 years laying in the grass, oversized dusty old hat perched lazily over his face and a fox equally lazy, rolled half way onto his back snoozing next to one of Hell's greatest assassins. She set her package down, and crossed a foot behind a heel as she , for a moment , took in the scene and committing it to memory. The way they were laid out, the way the grass and some of the beds had fallen or parted during their rambunctious play, the twisted way Zilber was curled up next to Striker, and the way he sprawled out in the grass with his noodley limbs. He was far from the little boy in the overalls, wandering around her front lawn looking up at a window for a fox. He was far from the half dead newbie hitman, who kept egging her to show him Zilber. Far from the broken man when he had lost everything and spent many a nights drifting about the house like another ghost in Susan's life, but with a little shadow of a fox always at his heels. And now he was here. Maybe laying just around the same spot she had first found him bleeding half to death, comfortably and lazily napping her Zilber. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone and snapped a quick photo and sent it to Harper. She still didn't like using it as a telephone or texting, but she certainly did come to liking the camera. It was much easier to use and the photos were so clear. "You worry too much, old girl." She muttered to herself with a soft smile. "This is what you've always wanted in life, relax." She took a breath and from the railing she called once more, "Zilber! What are you doing outside? You scared me half to oblivion, has Striker come to kidnap you? Strii~ker. You're not ditching wedding planning are you?"

[gamergirlbonestaskforce141riot]

Chapter 10: The Heist - Sapere aude (Dare to know)

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Tag (because they asked): @glitterypirateduck

Disclaimer/warning: This took a whole different direction from what I thought at first. So warnings are: mentions and descriptions of a panick attack, torture, mentions of SA, angst, hurt, anguish, and everything in between.

I’m a sadist it seems

https://archiveofourown.org/works/47442772

5.45 am

The briefing room was still mostly empty when Soap stepped inside, fifteen minutes before the hour, and blinked when he saw Riot already sitting there, arms crossed and sitting on her usual chair, and seething with her usual black surgical mask hanging from her left ear.

‘‘Why the long face, bonnie?’’ The Scot plopped down on his chair, leaving the middle one for Ghost for when the Lieutenant would arrive. Riot shook her head, staring at the front.

‘‘Bad night’’ Like hell was she going to tell Johnny that she had woken up way before she had to, like a fucking idiot to bring coffee to Ghost’s room, only to find out that he had already left. It wasn’t a total lie though. She had had a bad, horrible night full of nightmares, worse than usual. She had just needed to… Ah, fuck.

‘‘Aye, mine was no better’’ Soap looked ragged too, with dark circles under his eyes and his mohawk looking pitiful. And like always with him, her heart softened.

‘‘Serves you right’’ She muttered, reaching out and brushing his hair back into place, trying not to laugh when Soap just laid down over the chairs to rest his head on her crossed legs. ‘‘Mixing vodka with Irn Bru wasn’t a good idea’’

‘‘We hae dane worse’’ He purred happily, feeling her fingers running through his hair soothingly. ‘‘Remember the cider from yer country when we went for that… field party?’’

‘‘That was completely on you, I told you you had to pee it as often as you could and not mix it, and what did you do? Mix it and hold it, no wonder you couldn’t walk straight’’

Soap laughed, and both stayed there in silence in the half lit room, with him curled up on the chairs and her stroking his head, lost in thought. Suddenly, he looked up at her, with his usual cheeky grin.

‘‘The Lt’s face when he comes in and sees us is going to be priceless’’

‘‘He’s not coming’’ Riot mumbled, her voice lower than before. ‘‘He’s deployed. Left earlier today’’

Soap grunted, sitting upright again to look at her more seriously.

‘‘Shit ah didnae ken… I didn’t know’’ He rubbed the back of his neck, leaning back in his chair, brows furrowed. ‘‘He tried tae tell me somethin’ but ah was too shitfaced’’

‘‘He said three days tops’’ She sighed, looking out the nearest window, where the night sky was starting to clear up.

‘‘Good opportunity to steal from him, bonnie’’ Soap winked, trying to get his friend to cheer up. ‘‘We have that dare going’’

‘‘I give up’’ Riot shrugged, turning her head to the door when they started to hear footsteps approaching the briefing room, which was about to start. ‘‘Can’t be done, his room is locked and he’s deployed. I give up’’

‘‘You give up!?’’ He eyed her up and down suspiciously. ‘‘Yer gonna do my paperwork fer a month?’’

‘‘Yup’’ She nodded, placing the mask over her nose and mouth and then crossing her arms.

Soap kept staring at her while Riot tapped her fingers over her crossed arms, her blue eyes wandering around and away from the door when it opened. People started to pour in the room and he was still looking at his friend.

Right when Captain Price entered the room and walked to his desk at the front, he leaned in towards her and whispered, with a grin.

‘‘Loser’’

‘‘I would watch your tone if I were you, Johnny… The bet was doing your paperwork’’ Riot turned her head to look at him, her eyes narrowed with a naughty glint he knew well. ‘‘Not to do it right’’

Soap snorted, trying to feign a cough when Price glared at him before starting to speak.

‘‘Good morning, everybody. Today’s program will be as follow…’’

-

Later that day, when the sun had already fallen, the demons came back.

It happened every time she was behind the closed door in her room, alone with her thoughts, alone with the mirror she tried hard not to look at. Alone with her mind. Alone.

It had got worse after killing Floyd.

Impending impact

She was under the rubble in the demolished warehouse in Transnistria, gasping for air and only breathing dust in, listening to Ramirez’s sobs in her ear while he died.

Look at them, soldier, this is all we could find from them. You’ll wish you’d be dead soon

She was in that cell in who the fuck knew, smelling the rotting corpses of the soldiers under her command, losing count of the times she was being drowned and brought back again.

I will ruin you.

She was bent over that fucking table, with her gaze focusing on Norry’s dead, glassy eyes because if she focused on what they were doing she’d scream, and she wouldn’t give them that pleasure, hell be damned.

No one will want you after I’m finished with you, whore.

She was on the floor, tasting that bastard’s blood and flesh after she bit him hard enough to make him wail like a banshee, along with her own blood from her face, now cut open.

Who would want a marked bitch like you.

She was screaming curses at them while they took her nails, one each hour. She was drowning in her own blood after they extracted two of her back teeth.

So pretty and such a potty mouth

She was storming through the compound after spending two days rubbing the rope against the splinters of the chair each time she was left alone.

How did you manage to kill them all, Vega?

I don’t know

She knew.

She managed to tear the rope after two days, and the next idiot that entered the cell to paw at her found one of the chair’s legs, splintered into a makeshift weapon, cutting his throat open. She stripped the corpse of his clothes and weapons, and the last thing she did was retrieve her soldiers’ tags. She would not cry for them. Not yet. All she felt was rage.

Riot sat up with a strangled gasp, tears running down her face, and jumped out of the bed to heave over the bathroom’s sink, trying to breathe. She couldn’t. She was drowning. She was under the rubble. She was in the cell. She couldn’t.

Come on, lovie, breathe for me. In. Hold. Out. In. Hold. Out.

She closed her eyes, trying to focus on Simon’s voice, trying to follow his instructions as she had done in that Belarus’ forest. In. Hold. Out. In. Hold. Out.

Her eyes opened again to find her face in the mirror, still breathing too quickly, her heart beating so hard in her chest she felt she would pass out and die, and then Johnny would hate her forever.

Breathe in. Hold it. Breathe out.

Slowly, she stopped shaking long enough to be able to sit down on the floor, feeling the tears coming again, making her eyes sting, and she hit her own thigh in frustration trying to make them stop. She would not cry. She never cried. She was Riot. She got shit done, whatever it took. She would not cry.

And even for all her stubborness, she knew that couldn’t be healthy.

That’s Riot. Too stubborn to just fucking lie down and die.

It had been her evaluator in Hereford the one who baptized her as Riot after coming back from Turkey and hearing what happened. He’d be so disappointed at the little girl sobbing on the bathroom floor.

Through the open door she could see and hear her phone vibrating on the bedside table, its screen lighting up the dark room. She dragged herself back to the bed, her heart still beating faster than normal but more manageable, and grabbed the device to be greeted with a spam text.

Did you think he would text you? Fool

Her eyes fell on the stolen t-shirt that she had left over her desk last night. In the end, she had stolen it from the laundry room. Johnny would die of laughter if he knew. She didn’t even know why she stole it.

Before she realized what she was doing, she had grabbed the t-shirt, Simon’s t-shirt, and laid down on the bed with it in her hands, twisting the fabric softly between her fingers. In the end, she brought the garment up and buried her face in it when she felt the sting of the tears again.

It smelled of him.

God, she was fucked.

You don’t deserve it

 -

8.15 am

Dr. Heather Green’s office

 ‘‘I must say… this is unexpected, Sergeant Vega’’ Dr. Heather smiled warmly, her sage green eyes showing just a little bit of concern. ‘‘Twice in a week is not your usual’’

They were sitting face to face in those two ridiculously comfy armchairs like always, Riot’s arms crossed over her chest, Dr. Heather’s hands on her lap.

‘‘I know’’

Heather waited patiently. For Riot to ask for a session before normal hours, it must have been a dire matter. She had received the text message at 6 am sharp, and when she had arrived, Sergeant Vega was already in the corridor waiting outside her office prowling like a caged animal.

‘‘Whenever you are ready’’

Riot snorted, her right knee bouncing wildly up and down and looking at nowhere and everywhere at the same time except at the woman in front of her. Heather was about to speak again when suddenly the younger woman sat up and tore the mask off her face, tossing it over the psychologist’s desk.

‘‘Fix me’’

The doctor’s eyes widened slightly, more at Riot’s words than at the sight of the face that she was seeing fully for the first time in the four months the Sergeant had been in the Task Force 141.

‘‘Why do you feel you need to be fixed?’’

‘‘I want to live’’ Riot’s elbows came to rest on her knees, trying to force her right one to stop jumping, and she buried her face in her hands. ‘‘I need to live. I can’t go on like this. I need to live. I need to be alive. I can’t have… I need to live. I don’t know how. Fix me’’

Heather smiled gently, reaching forward to press a reassuring hand on Riot’s shoulder, noticing with a bit of worry that she seemed to flinch at the unknown contact before relaxing.

‘‘I can try, but you have to be kind with yourself and let it out. Stop bottling everything in. Let it out and start healing’’

‘‘What do I have to do?’’ Riot’s voice was muffled by her hands, but Heather could feel the deep anguish behind.

‘‘Transnistria’’

The only topic they had not touched fully. Riot only got to the moment of the building coming down on her before fleeing.

The sergeant leaned back again on the armchair, looking at the ceiling. The doctor just waited, looking at her. For a moment she feared Riot would leave again, but then, she started speaking, with the low and dispassionate tone she always used during the therapy sessions.

‘‘I don’t know how long I was under the rubble before I woke up. I tried to breathe, but all I got was dust in my nose, in my mouth, and…’’

[all-the-things-2020]

No Better Place - Chapter 21

Summary: Javi and Cassidy make up properly and Chucho has a surprise for Javi.

Warnings: unprotected sex, slight breeding kink

Word count: 2150

Monica and Rob had to get back to San Antonio to rescue their babysitter, but Chucho volunteered to drive Javi back in the morning. After the minivan had disappeared down the drive, Chucho turned to them and said, “Go on, get out of here. Go home, you two.”

“Home?” Javi asked, his brow furrowed.

“Well, you sure as hell don’t live here anymore,” Chucho replied, “and if I understand the deal you all worked out, you’re going to be living together at that place outside San Antonio, right?”

Cassidy felt her face flush as Javi nodded. Chucho shrugged. “So you live with her now. Go home and show her how much you missed her,” he said, slapping Javi on the back. “I’ll call before I pick you up in the morning, make sure you’re decent first.”

Javi rolled his eyes. “Grow up, Dad,” he said.

Chucho flipped him off and walked away. “Telling me to grow up, dios mio,” he muttered, shaking his head.

Cassidy pulled her keys out of her pocket. “Shall we?” she asked, suddenly feeling shy again. Javi nodded and climbed into the passenger seat while she settled herself behind the wheel. They were quiet on the short ride back to her place. When they arrived, he hopped out right away and came around to the driver’s side to help her down, even though she didn’t need it.

Linus greeted them as soon as they walked in, purring loudly and throwing himself at Javi’s feet. “He missed me,” Javi said incredulously as he bent down to pet the cat.

“Of course he did,” Cassidy said quietly. “We all did.” Javi stood up and laid one hand against her cheek. He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips.

“I missed all of you, too,” he whispered. He kissed the tip of her nose. “Te amo.”

She led him to the couch, where Linus joined them, perching on the back and purring as they kissed each other slowly. Eventually, he decided they weren’t paying him enough attention, and poked his whiskered nose in between their faces. Cassidy laughed. “You have tuna breath, kiddo,” she said, shoving him away.

Javi scritched the cat’s head. “Aw, he’s just jealous because he’s had you all to himself lately,” he said. “Sorry, buddy, but you’re gonna have to share her again.” Linus made some biscuits on the cushion and leaned into Javi’s touch.

“I don’t think he’ll mind much,” Cassidy said. She scratched Linus’ back, making his butt go up in the air. The cat was eating up the attention; she’d been ignoring him too much, so busy running back and forth to her jobs and the barn to spend time fussing over him.

“Oh, shit!” she cried as she caught a glimpse of the clock on the wall.

“What?” Javi said.

“I have a shift at the Cash-n-Carry in fifteen minutes,” she said. “I’ve got to go.” She started to stand up but Javi grabbed her hand and pulled her back down onto the couch.

“Call in sick,” he said. “Or better yet, call in and quit.”

“I can’t,” she said, shaking her head. “I need the money.”

“No, you don’t,” Javi said. He twined his fingers through hers. “I can cover you until you get settled in San Antonio.”

She wanted to protest, but the look in Javi’s eyes as she started to open her mouth made her change her mind. “You’re right,” she said. “We’re in this together now, aren’t we?”

“Yeah, together,” Javi said with a smile. “Now call that store and tell them where to shove that job.”

She felt almost giddy as she got up and dialed the phone. “Hey, Jackson, hi, it’s Cassidy. Yeah, I know my shift’s about to start but something’s come up. I won’t be coming in today. Or ever again. I quit.” She listened to the shift manager rant and rave for a minute, then hung up the phone, tired of listening to his fat ass.

“Let’s celebrate,” she told Javi when she got back to the living room. She held her hands out and led him into the bedroom.

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Javi was more than ready and it took an immense amount of willpower to pull away from Cassidy long enough to rummage in the nightstand. “Wait, where are the condoms?” he asked.

“I, um, I threw them out,” Cassidy said quietly. “I figured I didn’t need them anymore and they reminded me of you … I tossed out a lot of stuff that reminded me of you.” Her face crumpled and Javi felt his heart break all over again for her.

“It’s okay,” he said. “We can … we can do other stuff.”

She reached down and ran her hand over his erection, causing him to shudder. “But I want to be close to you Javi,” she said softly. “It’s been too long. I want to feel you inside me.” She kissed him and shifted one leg to wrap around his hip.

“But … it won’t be safe,” Javi said when she released his mouth from hers. “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure,” she said, already lining him up with her entrance. “I trust you, Javi. We’re both clean and … I’m not afraid of getting pregnant. You know that.” She kissed him again and tilted her hips, taking him in slowly. He grabbed her hips and pulled her closer, sinking into her with a gasp against her mouth. How he’d missed this, their bodies as close as humanly possible, melding into one as they fell into an effortless rhythm, hips rolling and backs arching as they moved together. He didn’t last long, since it had been a while.

“Where … where do you want me …” he panted, barely able to control his tongue let alone his dick.

“Inside,” Cassidy said. “Always inside me.”

He shuddered against her as he let go. It felt different this time, knowing that his cum wasn’t being collected by a condom. It was filling her up and the idea excited him in a way he hadn’t experienced before. Maybe she would get pregnant. Maybe she wouldn’t. But it was possible and he wasn’t afraid of it. He wanted it. As he collapsed against her, he imagined her stomach swelling like Monica’s, growing a baby -- his baby -- inside of her.

“Oh, God,” he gasped. “That … that was …” He had no words.

“I know,” Cassidy said, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, not letting him go. “I know.” She kissed him hungrily, still rocking against him. He slipped a hand between them and teased her clit until she cried out his name, her head thrown back against the pillow, mouth agape and eyes unfocused with delight.

Finally, they relaxed, untangled their limbs and cuddled together, catching their breath. His fingers traced lightly over her skin and she nibbled lazily on his shoulders and collarbone. “I love you,” she murmured.

“I love you, too,” he replied. They lay there in silence a while longer, until he shifted to get rid of a kink in his back and asked, “Should we get cleaned up or do you want to go again?”

“What do you think?” Cassidy replied, slipping her tongue into his mouth.

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They finally got out of bed to feed and water the horses, give Linus his dinner, and have a snack themselves. Cassidy felt ashamed at the bareness of her fridge and cupboards, but as she’d explained to Javi, she always made sure the mortgage was paid and the animals fed before she bought her own groceries. They had peanut butter and saltines, with a can of fruit cocktail for dessert. She’d gotten it on clearance at the Cash-n-Carry because it was slightly dented.

“I do eat, I promise,” she told him as she poured another glass of iced tea.

“I’m sure you do,” he said, his eyes concerned. “But when you get to San Antonio, we’re going over to Monica and Rob’s place for dinner at least once a week. Monica loves to feed people and Rob loves to talk, so they’re always up for company.”

“I’m sorry I overreacted today,” she said, sighing as she remembered her hysterics. “She didn’t deserve that.”

Javi laid a hand over hers. “No, she didn’t,” he said. “But why did you think we were there? Did you really think the baby was mine?”

She closed her eyes. “I thought … it’s stupid, but I thought you were there to rub my nose in it. Sort of say eff you, you had your chance and you blew it and now I’m with this woman, who’s a hundred times prettier than you’ll ever be, and we’re having a baby, and getting married, and …” She trailed off, shaking her head and laughing. “I know you wouldn’t be that petty, but I probably would be, if the situation were reversed.”

Javi squeezed her hand. “It’s okay.”

“No, it’s not,” she said, pulling her hand away. “I was so mean to you, and your dad. God, I was a selfish, self-involved bitch!”

“You’d been hurt before,” Javi said evenly. “You didn’t want to get hurt again so you decided to strike first.” He shrugged. “But that’s all in the past. I don’t care.”

“I do,” she admitted. “I feel terrible about what I put you through. About what I put myself through.” She bit her lip, fighting back tears.

“It’s done,” Javi insisted. “It’s over.” He got up, knelt down next to her chair and wrapped his arms around her. “I’m back. You’re back. We’re back. And we’re not going to screw it up this time. I promise.” He kissed her neck. “Now let’s go back to bed and get some rest. Knowing my father, he’ll want to leave at the ass crack of dawn so he can get me up there and be back in time for him to hit up whoever’s cooking carne asada today.”

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Chucho called at seven, ready to go, and Javi said, “I told you so.” He hopped in the shower and was ready on the porch when his father pulled up in his truck at seven thirty.

“I’ll call you tonight,” Javi told Cassidy. “So you’d better pick up.” He smiled and booped her on the nose to let her know he was just teasing.

“I will,” she said. He kissed her and then hopped in the truck next to his dad.

“Things okay?” Chucho said. He handed Javi a travel mug of coffee and a foil wrapped burrito overflowing with chorizo and egg.

“Things are good,” Javi said, leaning back in his seat. “It’s gonna work this time, Dad. I’m going to make it work.”

They had a good talk on the way to San Antonio. It had been far too long since they’d been able to talk face to face, and with no awkwardness left between them now that he and Cassidy were back together, they were able to address things properly. Javi filled Chucho in on some of what had happened, leaving out some of the more sensitive bits, like the pregnancy test. If Cassidy wanted to tell him about that, she could, but Javi didn’t feel like it was his place to share it.

When they reached Javi’s apartment, Chucho used the bathroom and then prepared to head back to Laredo. As Javi walked him to the door, Chucho reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box. “I thought you might want your abuela’s ring,” he said gruffly.

Javi was stunned. He’d bought a ring for Lorraine all those years ago, never even dreaming his dad would ever part with the ring his mother had worn. Besides, he’d known Lorraine would want something bigger and flashier than the petite diamond and emerald set in the delicate silver ring that Chucho’s father had bought in Mexico from a master silversmith in the tiny village his ancestors had come from.

“Are you sure?” he asked, hesitant to take the box.

“Yeah,” Chucho said. “But you can’t give it to her unless you’re sure. One hundred and ten percent sure, got it?”

Javi nodded and took the worn velvet box, turning it over and over in his hand. “Got it.” Then he grabbed his dad in a fierce hug. “I’ll wait until the time is just right.”

“But not too long,” Chucho scolded. “I’d like to have grandkids before I’m too old to enjoy them.” He winked, then opened the door and walked away.

Javi shut the door and leaned against it, still staring in awe at the jewelry box in his hand. He wasn’t sure yet if or when he’d offer it to Cassidy, but he knew one thing: if he did, he was definitely not going to leave her standing at the altar.