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#miranda talking shit#He really talked big but then was just like... We kiss... Hold me.... Kiss... Tells me I'm pretty#An beer earlier: imma fck you so hard just you wait!#He's just.... Like an lovesick puppy and I'm like âyeah... You're doing well buddyâ#He never tried to kiss me before but now he's like mwah#Sober: not looking at me much or long#Drunk: staring long and hard and not looking away...#âdu Ă€r sĂ„ fiiiiinâ t... Thanks? If you said it less drunk I'd blush but I think your standard is lowered rn
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just thinking abt relationship dynamics with the op boys <33
EVERYONE IS 18+ (minors dni)
a/n: currently have one piece brain rot and it is consuming me so hereâs this! fem!reader and very suggestive + mentions sex, but no actual smut. NOT PROOFREAD đđ»
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âof course iâm seriousâ
luffy:
in usual luffy fashion, one of your very first interactions ends with him trying to convince you to join his pirate crew
at first youâre hesitant, rightfully so, having just met the guy
however, youâre quickly persuaded by his happy-go-lucky personality and loyalty to his crew
after finally joining the crew yourself, your relationship with luffy gradually melts from just being friendly crew mates to being so close that you would put your life on the line for him at a momentâs notice
he seems to have that effect on people
while you grow close with all of the strawhats, your relationship with luffy is different
within a few months you already feel like youâve known him your entire life
the two of you never have a dull moment together
while you love to entertain his antics, you also know when to stay level headed and keep him grounded
and while your work ethic is always valued on the ship, luffy can always get you to relax and have a good laugh when you need a break
eventually the two of you start to literally finish each otherâs sentences, and it freaks everyone else out every time
you balance each other out perfectly
the two of you can talk and laugh for hours and not get tired of each otherâs company
definitely tries to teach you a little portuguese but does not have the patience
you guys have friendship bracelets and he never takes his off
over the years, your relationship begins to grow from best friends to something more
you notice the shift far before luffy does
luffy picks up on little changes, like the weird tingly feeling he gets in his stomach when he makes you laugh
he doesnât really think much of it though and brushes it off
probably assumes heâs just hungryâŠ
in fact, luffy probably doesnât really comprehend his feelings until someone spells it out for him, but in his head it doesnât really change anything
youâve always been his go to, and that wonât change now
the shift from platonic to romantic is gradual, natural, and if you ask robin, entirely inevitable
(she predicted this from the very beginning when the crew met you in your hometown)
heâs confident and honest with you in sharing the way he feels once he comes to the realization, and you allow him the same courtesy
he doesnât feel any reason to hide or be embarrassed about his feelings
to him, being your boyfriend just means being your best friend except better because you get to hold hands and kiss and stuff
nothing is awkward when you start dating
it just feels right
heâs always been a very touchy person, even before you started dating
now that youâre together though, he loves cuddling
sleeping just isnât as comfy anymore if he isnât laying on you
definitely bites you sometimes and he says itâs because youâre so awesome that he doesnât know what else to do with himself
he holds your hand all the time and likes to swing them back and forth when you walk together
he also likes to carry you on his shoulders because it makes you laugh
he doesnât really use pet names for you often, if at all, but he really likes it when you use them for him
will, however, give you absolutely ridiculous nicknames that he finds cute
he has obviously never had a girlfriend before you
he wasnât really concerned with romance or sex at all actually until you
you definitely have to teach him a lot
like what youâd like to do on dates
and how to kiss
luffy didnât really understand the appeal of kissing, but you seemed to want to do it so he figured heâd give it a try
after kissing you for the first time he canât get enough
definitely understands now
a super messy kisser (ofc)
gets giddy when you smile or laugh into his kisses
he smiles into your kisses a lot himself because heâs just so happy to be with you
you also have to teach him about the concept of pda and public etiquette, because otherwise he just does not care and will literally start making out with you in front of the entire crew simply because he wants to kiss you
sex is of course also very new to luffy, and like kissing, he does not understand the appeal until you test the waters with him and his mind is blown
he didnât realize it would be so fun
itâs almost always sloppy, but heâs very attentive to your requests and desires
he takes in everything you teach him and improves upon it, because he loves making you happy more than anything
kind of a little shit sometimes though because he definitely overstimulates you without even realizing it
never intentionally mean though, but can be a huge tease entirely by accident
loves giving you pretty things he finds like rocks, shells, and any cool trinkets he finds laying around
he just gets so excited to share everything with you, and youâre always the first person he wants to talk to about everything
even if it seems as simple as finding a cool rock
other than sprinkling in more couple-y things, your relationship dynamic really does remain the same as it had always been, best friends
the two of you never take life too seriously, and just allow yourselves to enjoy each otherâs company
luffy may not be the most âromanticâ boyfriend in a traditional sense, but he will do absolutely anything to see you happy and safe, and you the same for him
he doesnât need to do any grand gestures to give you butterflies in your stomach
you are each otherâs safe space
the two of you said the L word to each other well before you became a couple, but the first time he says it romantically is when you personally cook a three course meal and bake him his favorite sweets to celebrate his birthday
saying those words to each other feels so natural that you almost donât realize you hadnât been saying it this whole time until now
will willingly share his food with you if you ask, which is genuinely mind blowing to everyone including yourself
if he proposes to you it will be super out of the blue and unplanned, completely catching you off guard
the two of you could just be talking, having a normal conversation, maybe getting some work done around the ship, when all of a sudden heâs just like
âhey, do you wanna get married?â
probably heard sanji talking about weddings or something and was like, oh! weâre in love, we should get married too!
obviously you canât legally get married being pirates trying to slip under marine radar, so luffy has franky make you both simple rings out of pieces of sea glass you picked out
the rings have each otherâs initials engraved into them
after that, the two of you consider yourselves married and the rest of the crew follows suit
not much changes in your relationship other than your titles
heâll proudly tell people youâre his wife if you do something cool in a fight or someone asks about you or something
but even without a proposal or a ring, the two of you were always going to be forever
zoro:
when you first meet zoro, you see him as cocky, brazen, and extremely annoying
the two of you clash almost immediately
after luffy somehow manages to convince you to join the crew, the close proximity only makes it worse
the two of you are constantly at each otherâs throats, taking any opportunity to push each otherâs buttons
nami often jokes that âthe two of you bicker like an old married coupleâ, which does not go over well with either of you
for months the two of you are rivals, making everything a competition to see whoâs better than the other
however, after a while you begin to see zoroâs true colors through the cracks
his dedication to his craft, the respect he has for luffy, the kindness he tries to mask beneath a hardened exterior, and his absolute undying loyalty
it makes you begin to wonder why you began to dislike him in the first place
over time, your bickering becomes less venomous and more playful, bantering back and forth for the fun of it
you pick up new habits like sparring with zoro every day, telling him itâs because âthe only way to beat your rival is to know his weaknessesâ
or zoro waking you up at the crack of dawn to do laps around the deck because he heard you say you werenât a morning person once, except he brings you coffee exactly the way you like it, every time
eventually your relationship snowballs into friendship
the two of you still bicker and banter, butting heads every once in a while
but now you also laugh at each otherâs jokes
and sit together in comfortable silence just to be in each otherâs presence
and eventually, you get to the point where the two of you can share your deepest, darkest secrets, fears, and desires, that nobody else is allowed to hear
he makes you feel safe, and you know you are with him
without even realizing it, your relationship starts sinking into something much deeper than friendship
whenever youâre off the ship, zoro is almost always at your side, practically attached to you, making sure youâre never in harms way
the two of you can basically read each otherâs minds, seemingly able to communicate without a single word shared between you
neither of you are even conscious of your feelings for one another until nami catches the two of you sound asleep on the desk with your head resting in zoroâs lap and runs to tell usopp
when you do begin to realize how you feel, neither of you bring it up, too afraid to ruin what you already have
but you donât need to
your bodies and minds are practically interlinked, bending at each otherâs will
your relationship stays mostly the same, only gradually and organically becoming closer
running errands together on new islands, napping together more often than you do apart, sitting next to each other during meals, etc
eventually your mutual feelings become almost unbearable, and you finally cross the line between friends and lovers
you would probably have to be the one to make the first move, because not only is zoro insanely stubborm, but heâs also uncharacteristically easily flustered
your first kiss feels like pieces clicking into place, or feeling the warmth of the sun in the dead of winter
as cheesy as it sounds, it feels like home
thereâs no conversation about feelings, or asking you to be his girlfriend, you just are
like all the seasons of your relationship, the shift is slow, and goes unnoticed for a while by most of your crew mates
robin, nami, and usopp are the first to notice, seeing you fall asleep against his chest instead of his lap, or seeing you whispering secret conversations up in the crows nest when you think the others are asleep
eventually everyone is made aware of your relationship when you challenge zoro to a drinking game at a party, ending with you getting drunk off your ass and kissing him before immediately passing out against his shoulder
zoro is not a fan of pda, so for the most part, your relationship remains the same around the crew and on islands
still bickering and making up stupid competitions to challenge yourselves, but now theres a softer, more intimate side to your relationship
he will occasionally do passive agressieve little things to rub your relationship in sanjiâs face though if heâs flirting with you too much for his liking
like whispering something dirty in your ear to make you get all flustered, or wrapping his arm around your waist to guide you into the dining room
he partly does it to get a rise out of sanji, sure, but mostly because he loves the reaction it gets out of you
the bond you share is clearly special, and thats something that everyone can see
however, your relationship is much different when youâre alone
itâs much more domestic
quieter
you know each other like the back of your hands at this point, so sometimes theres no need for words
the silence is soothing
other times, the two of you can talk for hours
heâll gladly listen to you ramble on about anything and everything thats on your mind if you want to
and heâll hang onto every word
heâs also a bit more touchy and vocal in private
heâll massage your sore muscles after a particularly tough sparring session
or rub his thumb across your hip where he holds you against his chest, mumbling compliments into your hair
heâs another man who never really thought about relationships until you came along, so heâs quite inexperienced in a lot of areas
he picks up quickly and adapts, following the signals that your body sends him and adjusting accordingly
sex with him is either extremely intimate and gentle, or heâs being a total pain in the ass and teasing the shit out of you
either way, heâs hyper aware of your every move and action
his main objective is always to please you, because he quite literally would do anything for you
in his eyes you deserve the world handed to you on a silver platter, and he wants to be the one holding the plate
neither of you need to hear the words to know that you love each other irrevocably
you can see it in every move that he makes, and he can hear it in the beating of your heart
when the words are shared itâs in the hushed privacy that only you will ever share, or after a particularly life threatening battle
zoro knows that heâs yours forever like he knows he needs oxygen to breathe, but heâs also not a sappy romantic like the cook
he would bring up the idea of marriage in casual conversation to see where your head is at
the two of you have extremely healthy communication, always 100% honest with each other
if you donât like the idea of marriage he would drop the subject and never bring it up again, content to just be with you
but if you do like the idea of getting married, he would propose right then (very informally)
âwhy donât we get married then?â
âare you serious?â
âof course iâm serious. letâs get married.â
the two of you would pick out simple wedding bands on the next island you docked at, stealing away for the day to allow yourselves to bask in your new beginning
the rest of the crew would also totally freak out at dinner when they see the sparkling new jewelry adorning your fingers
sanji:
as we all know, sanji is a lover of women
heâs also a hopeless romantic
from the moment you join the crew, heâs completely head over heels
he thinks you are absolutely the most stunning woman heâs ever laid eyes on in his life
while he dotes on you, you donât really pay him any mind at all at first
you see the way he treats other women, and you know heâs simply a flirt by nature, so why would it be any different when itâs aimed towards you?
and it first, itâs really not that much different
he just finds you mesmerizing, but itâs nothing more than an infatuation
but as some time goes by and he and the rest of crew get to know you, it turns into something more
you become friends first, quickly forming a strong bond
you keep him company while he cooks, allowing him to teach you different techniques and recipes
you listen to him talk about his dreams, and he returns the favor, judgement free
sanji quickly realizes heâs fallen for you
like for real
the feeling scares him at first, never having felt so many intense emotions about one person before
but the fear is quickly overcome by determination to devote himself to you in every way
he takes care of your every need, defends your honor when necessary, and is always there for you when you need a listening ear or a shoulder to cry on
you donât catch onto your feelings until months after sanji pinpointed his, long after you had already plummeted far away from feelings that could be considered platonic
you make the first move, and neither of you hesitate to leap right into it
he setâs up dates for the two of you frequently
compliments you up and down, every word sincere
he gets super flustered and giddy when you compliment his cooking
never forgets an anniversary, valentines day, or your birthday, and always goes all out to make sure itâs extra special for you
sanji isnât inexperienced per-se, but he also hasnât been with many women
however, he has a talent for this sort of thing, and his movements are smooth and fluid, never unsure
he kisses you like a man starved, gentle at first, quickly becoming more passionate and hungry because youâre absolutely irresistible
heâs handles you the same way in the bedroom
gentle and passionate
sanji always finds a way to make sex super romantic
he likes to hold your hand, and give you kisses, and tell you how much he loves you
he has a CD burned with a bunch of super sweet love songs, and it doubles as a slow dance playlist and a sex playlist
after you become official, itâs no secret to the crew
sanji is practically shouting it from the rooftops
heâs even more over the top than before, waiting on you hand and foot
loves holding you, and intertwining your fingers when the two of you go looking for ingredients on whatever island youâre docked at
loves hugs and cuddles obviously
always holds doors open for you, pulls out your chair, offers you his coat, and kisses your hand like a proper gentleman
also uses so many pet names for you that you canât even keep track of them all
still a massive flirt even though youâre already his, and reaffirm that truth every single day
your relationship is very flirty in general
he can dish it out way better than he can take it
he gets flustered sooooo easily when you give him a taste of his own medicine
even though heâs quite eccentric in the way he loves you, he can also be really soft when the momentâs right
the two of you can giggle about stupid hypotheticals one second and be having a deep philosophical conversation the next
sanji tells you he loves you for the first time within like the first 3 weeks of you dating
and he means it 100% too
he absolutely worships you and thinks he must have been a saint in a past life to be able to deserve you reciprocating his feelings
sanjiâs known since the very beginning that he was going to marry you some day
as romantic as he is, he cooks you a wonderful meal, just for the two of you
he lights up the place with dozens of candles and rose petals scattered everywhere
and by some miracle he summons the will power to get through dinner with you, before finally beginning his long speech, pouring out all of his love for you like poetry
he kneels on one knee before you, and the ring is barley slipped onto your finger before he has your back pressed against the kitchen counter
oops!
the two of you throw a little ceremony with the crew on the next island you dock at, with vows and a dress and everything
sanji refused to let you settle for anything less than perfect, because you deserved to have a real wedding
his vows are gut wrenchingly gorgeous btw
cries when he sees you walking down the aisle
he makes sure to call you âmy wifeâ as much as humanly possible, and kisses your ring all the time
usopp:
you and usopp became friends pretty much the second you joined the crew
you both have such a similar sense of humor, and you love listening to his ridiculous stories
he lovessss gossiping with you and itâs your favorite pastime
and of course you help him craft his weapons
the two of you are basically inseperable
you do absolutely everything together
you help each other get through your day to day tasks, talking and joking your way through them
you watch him practice his aim and cheer him on
you like laying down together and looking at the shapes the clouds make
you sit next to each other at meals most of the time so that you can gossip with your eyes
but sometimes if you sit across from each other you have staring contests
you donât know when or how it happened, but somewhere over the years you and usopp fell desperately in love with each other
everyone knows how you feel for each other, hell even you know how usopp feels about you, but heâs completely oblivious to it all
the only reason you havenât made a move yet is because nami made a bet with you to see how long it takes him to fess up, and neither of you are allowed to âinterfereâ
he finally confesses to you one night after a long celebration for another strawhat victory
you always make fun of him for being such a lightweight, but tonight it really shows
completely wasted after only two shots, he finally professes his love for you
nami won the bet, but you honestly couldnât care less
the next day heâs probably super embarrassed, but once you tell him you feel the same way heâs SO relieved
he gets flustered so easily itâs a little humorous
you barely even have to do anything to make him a blushing stuttering mess
most of the time you do it by accident
he has a staring problem because everything you do is so mesmerizing to him
you take your relationship fairly slow
he gets insanely flustered every time you hold his hand
he LOVES cuddling but he has to hide his face against you because he gets so dazed just by being so close to you
the first time you kissed him he almost passed out
he cannot believe you actually want to be with him
once heâs more comfortable with the concept that you really do want him as much as he wants you, he kisses you all the time
your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, your knuckles, and most importantly, your lips
his kisses are gentle and cautious at first, growing more confident the longer youâre together, but still always soft
the crew thinks youâre the cutest couple ever, sometimes disgustingly so
usopp is extremely inexperienced, despite the stories he tells that suggest otherwise, so you make sure to let him set the pace
when heâs ready to take the relationship a step further, heâs a bit clumsy at first, but eager to learn
talks a big game, but when it comes down to it he always âlets youâ take the lead
loves bragging about you and telling people that youâre his girlfriend
heâs just so proud to be with you
literally thinks youâre the coolest person ever
you guys are still best friends even though youâre also so much more than that
you still gossip, and do your work together, and make ridiculous jokes, and are there for each other no matter what
if marriage is something you want, you would have to hint at it heavy
because he is not going to come up with the idea to propose otherwise
not because he doesnât want to marry you, but simply because heâs never even thought about marriage like that before
it take him weeks to work up the courage to finally propose, but he would do it all âthe right wayâ because you deserve a real proposal
takes you out on the deck to watch the sunset and then heâs down on one knee with a ring box in hand
gets teary eyed asking you to marry him, and cries happy tears with you when you say yes
you would have a simple ceremony on the ship, just vows, rings, and a kiss, and just like that, youâre husband and wife
chopper would 100% be the ring bearer and nami would be the flower girl
brags about you, and makes sure to include you in all of his stories
no matter how long you guys have been together, his wild imagination never gets old
law:
you were on the brink of death when law found you, taking you onto the polar tang to perform a life saving operation
you could barely remember what even caused the injuries in the first place by the time you woke up, but you had never been more grateful in your entire life
you owed youâre life to him
so you insisted on joining his crew, promising to repay him for saving your life, even though he assured you it wasnât necessary
you stayed anyways of course
your relationship started out strictly professional
he was the captain, and you were the crewmate
you were friendly with each other of course, but that was the extent of it
over time, you grew closer
you started getting tasked with him with his personal tasks while he worked, allowing the two of you to spend a lot of time in each otherâs company
eventually your simple conversations became staying for hours after all the work had been completed just so that you could continue talking
you bonded over similar interests and shared knowledge, realizing you had more in common than you initially thought
after that the years seemed to fly by, blossoming friendship getting stronger until you could practically read each otherâs thoughts, and then one day it all became much bigger than either of you had anticipated
you have both somehow managed to fall in love with each other, and neither of you dared to speak a word of it to anyone, even yourselves
youâre too scared of being rejected and humiliated, and law is absolutely terrified of being in love at all
he has absolutely no idea how to handle his feelings, so instead he bottles them up and stores them away in the hopes that theyâll just vanish
they donât vanish
instead they get bigger and bigger, until itâs all consuming and he canât think of a single thing that is not you
meanwhile, youâre trying desperately to suppress your own feeling and failing miserably
the two of dance around each other, tension so thick it radiated to everyone else on the crew
youâre interactions become shorter, both of you unable to be in the presence of the other for too long before you felt like you were going to say something stupid
eventually it all reaches a peak, and while working in his office one night he canât fight his impulses, so before he can overthink it he finally just kisses you
his kiss is heated and filled with a million emotions he doesnât know how to express with words
your relationship remains the same outside of your shared privacy, so most of the crew doesnât even know you guys are together for months
if anyone does pick up on it, itâs because both of you are in considerably better moods for weeks after your first kiss
he lets you paint his nails and do his eyeliner
gets really affectionate when heâs tired
he isnât the best communicator, but youâre patient and he tries his best
law is somewhat experienced, only having been with a few women in the past, but itâs enough for him to know what heâs doing
he has no problem taking the reigns, and easily slips any semblance of control right out of your grasp
sex is either super soft and romantic or heâs really mean, depends on his mood
loves having his hands all over you whenever he can
also gets really cocky and his smile when heâs like that is deadly
doesnât say it often, but makes sure to show you every day how much he absolutely adores you
heâs so in love with you it drives him a little crazy sometimes, but he doesnât say that
instead he saves his smiles only for you, kisses every inch of your skin, and holds you impossibly close to him while he whispers sweet praises and confessions in your ear
when law does say âi love youâ, he makes sure you know how much he means it
he cherishes your late night conversations, whispered beneath the sheets
while the crew does know of your relationship now, you still donât really act like a couple at all in front of anyone else aside from very subtle things
you always make law coffee in the morning and he thanks you for it with a kiss to the cheek before getting breakfast
and he whispers things to you all the time, just wanting to share things with you even if he may not want to share them with the rest of the crew
your relationahip changes slightly you become his wife
he never really liked the idea of marriage, but with you, heâs open to anything that would make you happy
if you want to get married, thatâs what will happen
the rings would be extremely simple, but engraved with something incredibly sweet to remind you of how much he loves you, even if he isnât able to tell you so as often as he thinks he should
there wouldnât be any ceremony, just the rings, but itâs enough for you
after that heâd be a bit more affectionate with you in front of the crew, the occasional peck, and domestic touches
itâs usually subconscious and goes unnoticed unless someone points it out
he canât help himself, youâre his wife, and heâs surprised by how much he loves the new title on you
ace:
very flirty with you from the very beginning
compliments you all the time
thinks youâre the hottest person in the world and is very vocal about it
the two of you literally just flirt with each other like 24/7 but still say âweâre just friendsâ
pisses everyone else off
you know ace has a history with women, so you figured it was safe to assume that you simply followed that pattern
so the two of you go on like that for months, so obviously crazy about each other that it quickly becomes annoying to everyone around you
the solution? set you up, obviously
some of your crew mates make it their mission to finally get you two together
setting up romantic settings where the two of you just happen to be alone
pairing you up on chores and tasks
they may or may not lock the two of you together in a closet for like an hour
it only takes a few weeks to finally get you to crack
ace is a cocky bastard about it, but also literally bouncing off the walls because heâs wanted you for forever
he fell first, you fell harder type shit
huge dork
can be pretty childish sometimes, but in an endearing way
but he does know how to read the room and take things seriously when necessary
never fails to make you feel better if youâve had a rough day
loves seeing you in his clothes !!!!
literally the biggest flirt and tease ever, no matter how long youâve been together
very touchy and just wants to be close to you
despite the fiery passion woven through his personality, he kisses you like he has all the time in the world
extremely good kisser, and enjoys pulling away to watch you chase his lips and try to catch your breath wayyyyy too much
50% slutty and 50% the most romantic man on the planet
heâll literally be making the most obscene noises in your ear and then say something so butterfly inducing and poetic that you feel like you could cry
very experienced, and it shows in everything he does
he knows exactly how to read what you need, and just what to do to have you a complete mess by the time heâs done with you
slutty waist đŁïžđŁïž
king of the knee thing
loves when you give him hickeys too so he can show off that heâs yours
also pretty open about pda
he doesnât like make out with you in the middle of a bar or anything, but he definitely does not shy away from showing you love just because there are people around either
your relationship is surprisingly mature, and you have really good communication
definitely would carry you on his back, shoulders, bridal style, or just pick you up and spin you around cause it makes you smile
if he proposes it would be planned, but not necessarily traditional or formal
heâd plan some sort of fun activity for the day, like a picnic or something, and then you turn around and heâs kneeling on the ground in front of you
would pick the PRETTIEST ring
heâd also be smiling like crazy through the entire proposal cause he wants to marry you right this second
as soon as the ring is on your finger heâs already making stupid jokes that have you rolling your eyes
would âelopeâ (unofficially) on an island and then see how long it takes for everyone to notice
possibly making a bet to see who catches on first
once the rest of the crew knows, he takes everyyyy opportunity to call you his wife or by his last name, and giggles like a kid every single time
asks are open!
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pls pls pls can we get some overstimulating toji, Hes whimpering so much, maybe tie his hands up đđ love u twin
â€ïž à»đ toji letting you "top" him

warnings. fem! reader, overstim, whiney toji, riding him after he cƫms, dirty talk, mdni.

âhmph. youâre gettinâ too fuckinâ cocky,â toji gruffs lowly, leaning back against the padded comforter. dark eyes stare right back into you as you straddle his lap. heâs buried into you, and he was just about to finish. his breaths were quick paced, huffing and puffing. white clouds of air escape his lips as he keeps dark irises on each of your fidgety movements. âwipe that smile of yâer face. donât like when ya give me that look.â
you hum, leaning in to toss your arms over his wide shoulders. whilst heâs stretching your gummy walls out to the very fullestâ you lean in to plant a kiss near the right side of his lip, soft contact right against his infamous slanted scar. a soft moan always withdraws from his lips whenever you did that. the toughness that scraps against your mouth as you plant your lips down on that specific spot. âor âŠwhat?â you tease, grinding your hips just a bit more brisker at a fleeting tempo. âaw, someoneâs getting close?â
âfuuuck,â he growls out, pearly white canines sticking out near the very corners of his mouth. tojiâs head throws back in rapture and he feels your hand glide down the middle part of his chest. his shaggy, unkempt bare chestâall types of scars from his work that you love to feel all over. heâs about to pump you full, the blissful agitation that pokes against his nerves makes him feral. âsensitive still,â and with a low exhale, he glares at your stretching sly smile. âdonât give me that look. donât âŠ. evenâf-fuck..â
and at that exact moment, toji fushiguro whined.
you grow quiet. he grows so quiet, itâs so silent that you could hear a pen drop.
toji swallows, even a simple action as that was just so loud. he groans, leaning back against the fat silk pillows before he stares at you with low hooded eyes.
âs-shit,â and his voice continues to grow more . . . shaky.
itâs so unlike him, the way his words quaver from each word was so cute to hear. you even had his hands tied up, pinned amongst the edges of the bed. he was sprawled all out for you while you were grinding against his lap.
âi spoil you too much, f-fuckinâ little girl,â and heâs clearly trying to keep up his rough facadeâ but alas, itâs really no use.
âyouâre cute when you whine, baby,â you smooch against the scar near the right side of his lip.
his mouth twitches in vexation and you watch as his eyes roll further back.
his abdomenâ oh, it burns into a mild volume of arousal, heâs profusely sweating before he feels himself about to break. each time you sneak a kiss against his scar, he groans. âmwah,â you tease, treating the lower part of his face with such delicacy. toji was shooting you a look of grimace. brieflyâhe tried to keep up his stubborn antics, but his glare only turned into lewd eye rolls from how good you clamp against his cock. itâs so good, the saturation of your sopping wet pussy squeezing down on him tight, heâs going dumb by the minute. âitâs okay, toji. you can cum.â
âdonât tell me what to dââ and he gets cut off before he quite literally does cum, itâs abrupt. tojiâs quavering underneath you as he dumps a thickset load of seed into you. âshit, fuckinâ damn,â he heaves. his breath was heavy as heâs leaning all the way back now. with a hand still gripped onto your left hip, he sinks into the weightlessness nirvana that awaited him. âfuuck,â he pants, a rough hand grasping your assâ for a solid moment, toji grows quiet and the only sounds thatâs could have been made were the sloshes of your cunt accepting his seed. somehow he managed to rip off the restraints on his wristsâwasting no time to finally touch you. in the midst of still rocking your hips in a circular rotation again tojiâit consists of such satiny ropes, youâve never felt more stuffed. âugh, fuckinâ slut. got me moaninâ for you like this-â
you giggle, gifting him with a chaste kiss. âiâm not done, baby. keep up with me, okay?â
tojiâs caught by surprise once you start to move your hips again, accelerating them against him and he whines. âf-fuck, the fuck? girl, âjus fuckinâ came . . sensitive, goddamnnn.â
it was cute, the way his low raspy voice pitches up an octaveâ heâs whimpering, the rapid movements of your pussy having him practically speechless. with his twitching dick now flaccid, heâs still got a firm grip on your waist. a raw groan only then wrenches from the back of his throat.
âcanât cum anymore, f-fuck, âm still sensitive,â he babbles, softly pulling you by the neck to give him a kiss.
and by kiss, it was more sloppy than anything. with wet tongues moving against each other in tavern, he feels you grinding again and again.
tojiâs so warm. he can feel his heartbeat coercively pulsating through his ears. your tender touch against him had him so needy. even while having him like thisâ he was still attractive, yet thatâs when you grab his wrists, making him pin them back again. âfuck are ya d-doing.â
âno touching me, baby,â you hum, and his glare returns. with pinkish crimson lips squeezing into a scowl, his darkened eyebrows curl into a furrow. âtouch me after you give me another one, yeah?â
he swallows, toji couldnât believe how dominant you were being. it was rare to get him like this, even rare to be on top of him.
âfuckinâ brat,â he grouses, his muscles near his forearms tensing. your cuntâs involuntarily constricting around his massive length. your walls hug him tightly before he starts to pant more and more. âfine. f-fine, just kiss me againâŠâŠ please.â
you lean in, throwing your arms around his broad shoulders before pulling him into a deep kiss.
heâs so sensitiveâheavy, hot huffs of breaths gnashing together, he whines again in your mouth. toji shivers, feeling the print of your thumb brush down against his undercut. he groans, feeling your hips start to pick up pace again and he pulls away to breathe. âphew,â he puffs out, seeing nothing but pure stars. you rode him so good that he didnât even have a witty comeback.
tojiâs entire face was all flustered, he glowers once he sees your smug grin tug against your lips. âwhat.â
âyou should whine more,â you pause your hips, leaning in to pepper a few kisses against his cheek. heâs so flutteredâstill heaving through his full lungs, eyelids halfway open as a big arm wraps around your waist. toji pulls you close, despite how embarrassed he wasâhe took it as a opportunity to pull you closer towards him. âyou sound so cute when youâre whiney.â
âshut up,â he pouts, avoiding eye contact. tojiâs still stuffed inside of you before he grunts once he feels you starting to move then stop. âm-mhm. donât stop though. keep going.â
you giggle, bringing a single finger to stroke his cheek. âsay please, toji.â
âfuckinââ he starts, sending you straight daggers. heâd argue further but he was still deeply buried into you. just a quick move with your hips and heâd start whining again from the euphoric friction. âfine. fine, just finish fucking me, please.â
âgood boy,â you kiss the top of his head, starting up your hips again and he brings you into his chest, wrapping his beefy arms around you before whimpering into your neck.
he swallows, seeping his teeth into the crevice of your neck. âshut u-mhm,â and he slumps back with a pussydrunk smile on his face. âactuallyâŠ.praise me more. call me that again, ân look at me when you do.â
âgood boy, toji,â you repeat in a sweet voice, picking up his head to make him stare into your eyesâheâs still panting before he leans back, groaning, shuddering from your touch. âsuch a good boy.â

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Jake thought he could get away with purchasing your panties off of your brother without anyone knowing. Unfortunately, the dorm life, where Jay exists literally three feet away from him at all times makes that impossible. or the one where jake tries to jerk it while his roommate is sleeping and jay just wants him to share a lil bit of what he has hidden under his pillow
minors dni! | requested by anonymous
WORDCOUNTâ 1.2k
PAIRINGâ jake x jay x reader's panties
WARNINGS â both jake and jay are fucking weirdos. bisexual jay. jake is just horny so he's like "well, ok i guess"
NOTEâ tumblr hasn't been letting me post longer drabbles as an ask, so to the anon who sent me this idea, ur brain. mwah.
smut tags under cut::Â
smut tagsâ masturbation, panty sucking, kind of guys kissing, cum, moaning, purchasing of panties lol
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âWhere did you get those?â
Jay stares forward at his roommate, narrowing his eyes for a moment in realization.Â
âFound them.â Jake shrugs, trying to hide the item crumpled in his fingers, shoving them quickly into his pocket as if it would keep Jay from asking any more questions.
Unfortunately, Jay knows what those are, and knows who they belong to. He saw that fucking instagram post. Jake saw it too, Jay saw his bitch ass like the picture as soon as it was posted.Â
It was a photo of you alongside your friends. You hadnât noticed at the time the image was posted, and god, fuck, Jay wishes you never found out because the whole post was deleted shortly after. It was a panty shot, you sitting there on the front steps of a bar alongside your friends. If you zoomed in on the photo, because letâs be honest, Jay always zoomed in, you could see it. You could see your panties.
An accidental panty shot.
So, Jake would be out of his fucking mind to think Jay doesnât know what those are. What he wants to know is how the fuck he got his hands on them.
Jake awkwardly stands, almost like a deer in headlights as Jay closes in on him, furrowing his brows and glaring at him.
âJake.â Jay warns him with a deeper tone, âWhere the fuck did you get those?â
Jake, famously bad at telling lies, stiffens up before dropping his shoulders entirely.Â
âI paid her little brother for them.â
Jay lends him a look of disgust. Not because he thinks itâs weird, but more so because why the fuck didnât he think of that first?â
âBroâŠâ Jay trails off, wanting to reach into Jakeâs pocket and grab them himself, but he relents...for now. âHow much did you pay for them?â
What Jake thought would be a scolding session, or like, a life long reason to mock and make fun of him turns out to beâŠoh. Now, hold on.
âWaitââ He takes a step back, raising a brow. âWhy do you care?â
âAre they dirty?â Jay continues to question. âWhat do they smell like?â
Then, silence as the realization hits them both.Â
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Well.
Jake expected to spend his first night with these panties alone, but it seems like Jay isnât willing to let him out of his sight with them. Weird, absolute freak behavior, but he gets it.Â
Heâd probably do the same if he noticed Jay twirling your panties in his hands too. Still, heâs been dying to jerk off since he got the first whiff of them.Â
Yes, theyâre dirty.Â
He didnât pay $200 for nothing. And your brother drives a hard bargain. Jake seriously almost dipped into his saving because the fucker wanted more for them. Fucking pervert, selling his sisterâs panties to make an extra buck.
Whatever.Â
The issue now is the fact that Jay just lingers.
âWerenât you supposed to go to work tonight?â Jake groans, hating the dorm life and despising the lack of jerking off heâs been able to do with a roommate so close.Â
âI called in.â Jay deadpans, rolling over on his bed and acting like heâs going to go to sleep.Â
Jake leaves it at that, rolling his eyes in a huff and flopping down on his own bed.Â
An hour goes by in silence.
Two hours.
Jakeâs eyes are bloodshot by this point because he really is sleepy. Heâs got class at eight tomorrow morning, after all. Thankfully, he can tell Jay is asleep by now. Which meansâŠ
Heâs as quiet as he can be when he reaches under his pillow, nearly moaning at the feeling of the panties against his fingertips alone. Heâs lucky Jay didnât see him stuff them under here, because for a second he was almost worried theyâd be nowhere to be found once he finally got to do this.Â
And so, silently still, he grabs them and gently lays them across his nose, inhaling deeply before sliding his hand down and into his sweatpants.Â
He breathes the scent of you in, imagining all sorts of things until heâs working up a sweat trying to hold in his silence. Even if he were being loud, he wouldnât know it, his ears have been ringing since the first touch of his cock, if heâs being totally honest.
Theyâre ringing so loudly, and his eyes are shut so tightly that he doesnât even notice Jay getting out of bed and standing in front of him. He only realizes when the scent of you is suddenly gone and a waft of fresh air fills his lungs instead.
His abs flex as he opens his eyes in a frustrated groan before heâs ripping his hand from his pants and trying to snatch the beloved item back.Â
âWhat the fuck?!â Jake grips, not even hiding how hard he is before lifting himself from his bed, onto his knees to try and grab at Jayâs arm.Â
Jay, already lost in the sauce much like Jake was previously, will be damned to hand them over so easily. So, he presses his two fingers into the seat of the panties and sucks them into his mouth.
Jake nearly sees red at that.Â
âI paid for those.â He seethes out this time, cock jumping unintentionally at the way Jayâs other hand is blatantly down his own pants, unashamed, right there in front of him.Â
âWe canât share?â Jay mumbles from around the panties, leaving the fabric in place while pulling his fingers out, reaching for Jakeâs arm to pull him even closer.Â
All Jake can do is follow the grip on him in shock, unsure of what to do but fuck, he was so close already. Jay seems weirdly okay with thisâŠwhy canât he?
âHave you not tasted her yet?â Jay mumbles again, rolling his eyes back briefly when he flicks his wrist against the head of his cock.Â
Jake wouldnât know whatâs going through his mind even if you tortured him to say it. Genuinely, there is no excuse for him to lean forward like this, chasing the scent of your panties right up against his own room mateâs mouth. He tries to save himself from crossing that line by trying to tug them out with a gentle pull, but it doesnât work. Why doesnât it work?
Because Jay closes the distance for him. Not kissing him, but lying his lips against Jakeâs with the panties acting as a barrier. And then? He presses his tongue out, as if giving the panties back to Jake through a kiss.
Jake moans when he slightly pulls back, hesitating as he moves his hand down his own pants again. Unsure if heâs moaning for the taste of you, the intense arousal in his gut, or, well, being kind of kissed when he like, really really needs it. Jay or not, human contact is human contact when he's this fucking turned on.
Already, Jay is close with the remnant of your pussy on his tongue, but opening his eyes and seeing Jake act just as insane as he doesâ he canât help it. Thereâs something about the taboo nature of it. The way Jake paid for panties from a girl who barely knows either of them. The way he started loudly jerking off as if Jay wasnât three feet away from him before. The way he flushed while watching Jay try and get some of it too, jerking himself off in the open like that.
The way Jake just..stays here, inches from his face and cums against his sweat pants with a broken moan, drooling all over the panties.
Itâs not that his roommate turns him on or anything. Honestly, Jay could give less of a shit about Jake in terms of sexuality but that moan. So broken, so desperate. He couldnât help himself, reaching and tearing the panties out of Jakeâs slack mouth as he releases, just to shove them down his own pants, cumming all into the fabric to not only the taste, scent, and feeling of your panties, but the sound of Jake whimpering at the loss.
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haii ><,, could you write something for literally any homicipher character.. im starving for homicipher x reader content đđđ
First kiss.
context: post blissful ending. You kiss, mwah.
Homicipher. mr crawling x reader. | Anypov. Fluff.
First time writing an anything in 2 years, bear with me I might be rusty. Didnât really know what to write for this one so itâs a little short. Also I had to rewrite this so I hope thereâs no mistakes,,
lowkey forgot * donât italic words on this app..
For some reason, having this..entity here with you after escaping from the âother worldâ ..isnât bad. No one else can see himâwhich is honestly a bonusâand you have to concentrate really hard to see him⊠but itâs better than nothing. Honestly, heâs such a puppy..In a kind of disturbing way? The way he just follows you around, chirps and giggles, does his best to protect you. Itâs adorable, really.
The first time this strange, attraction, hit you was when he pulled you down and crawled on top of you, sufficiently hiding you from Mr. Scarletella. And it only grew throughout your time in the âother world.â Progressing as he kept protecting you, helping you.
You heard Mr. Crawling chirp, pulling you out of your daze. You glanced up at him, smiling, and he smiled back. (even if it was a little creepy..) Your hand hesitantly reached out, trailing your fingers up his arm, and then to his face. You tentatively brush your knuckles against his cheek, brushing his hair aside slightly. He looks at you, (does he even have eyes??), a little caught off guard by the action. As if he hasnât been touched so tenderly before.
You start to wonder what his lips would feel like against yours as you stare at him intently. He stares back at you, oblivious to your thoughts. You wonder if thereâs a word for âkissâ in his language. But the language barrier between you two never really stopped you before. You point to your lips, and then you point to his lips, trying to get your intentions across. He smiles, but tilts his head to the side ever so slightly, as if saying: âwhat? I need a demonstration.â
*who knew entities could be such teases?*
But..then again, who are you to deny such an adorable face like him? You gently reach out, cupping his face in both your hands, rubbing his grayish pale cheekbones, guiding him closer to you. Your breaths mingle, lips barely inches apart, just brushing against each other before your eyes flutter close and you finally press your lips to his. The kiss was a little clumsy and fleeting, seeing as he didnât know what he was doing, but sweet nonetheless.
When you finally pull away, he tried to eagerly chase your lips, his signature giggle falling past his lips. Seems like youâve spoiled him, because now he doesnât want to stop kissing you.
11:08 pm. 11/02/2024. @i90o3
#*i90o3}#homicipher x reader#homicipher#mr crawling x reader#mr crawling#fluff#fanfiction#homicipher fanfiction#horror games
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Heaven.
A/N: Sunghoon stans literally always give me so much feedback and talk to me about my fics the most so I bring them another fic bc subby sunghoon stans literally are the best so they deserved to be spoiled mwah
(mentions of infidelity)
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"C'mon, a good girl may go to heaven once, but a bad girl goes to heaven every week. Don't you wanna feel what that's like? To experience what it's like to have heaven in between your legs," Sunghoon whispered in your ear, squeezing the flesh of your thighs.
You whimpered and you felt your face get hot, Sunghoon's holding your delicate cheeks in calloused hands as you tried to look away.
"No one knows you're here bunny, not even your closest friends right? Doesn't that mean you're a little curious to hear about what they talk about online when they say their boyfriends "fuck them silly?"," he continued, his tongue swiping across your bottom lip to tease you.
"That stupid church boyfriend of yours could never give you what I could and you know that; after all, would you be here if he did," Sunghoon snickered while shaking your head slightly to get a response out of you.
You swallowed thickly and nodded to agree with him, the hairs on your body standing up when he pulled the strap of your sundress against your skin, his canines nipping at his bottom lip.
"Stupid bastard took your virginity and your first kiss," he hissed with annoyance, pressing your form against his body as his hands went to raise your sundress. He placed the hem against your mouth, silently commanding you to hold it.
"Has the audacity to take what's mine,"Sunghoon remarked as he massaged the underside of your thighs, reveling in the tiny spiked breaths that left your throat. "But I guess that doesn't matter now does it?" he finished, moving so your back was against sheets fragrant of his scent.
"Are you a screamer bunny?" Sunghoon cooed at you, removing the hem of your dress so you could speak.
"A what?" you remarked with confusion, needing a bit more context to gauge what he was saying. He dropped his head down into your shoulder, a laugh that sent chills of your spine erupting from him.
"That was silly of me to ask since your pathetic excuse of a boyfriend probably doesn't even know how to kiss you properly," he snided, hiking up your sundress so your innocent cotton panties and bra were on display for him. He smiled and drug a digit down your midline and over the sticky wet patch on your underwear, pressing down on it slightly to tease you.
"Of course an angel like you would be wearing white," Sunghoon hummed, raising your bra so pert nipples were exposed to cool air.
Before you could cover yourself up in embarrassment Sunghoon grabbed both of your hands in his and pinned them above your head, squeezing them harshly as a warning to not move.
"Look at how your body is reacting to me bunny,"he observed as he let saliva drip from his tongue and onto you pert nipple, enveloping his mouth around the bud to spread it around.
The coarseness of his tongue against your skin made you shudder and you couldn't help but squirm helplessly against his grip, like a rabbit caught by a wolf.
"Sunghoon don't suck so harshly y-you'll leave marks-"
"Who said I wasn't trying to?" he interjected with a grin, sucking deep marks onto your chest and sternum until they began to bloom across your skin like flowers. "You think I care if bunny has to cover up some marks?" He questioned as he kissed over each mark he left, his free hand going between your bodies and underneath your underwear.
"Sorry love, but I don't. If this is what it takes for you to become mine and stay like that, so be it."
Before you could come up with a defense Sunghoon slid your underwear down to your ankles and pushed a digit in, scrunching your face in embarrassment at just how loud the squelching sounds were.
"Listen to that bunny, listen to how badly your pussy wants me," Sunghoon cooed against your neck, his canines dragging across the sensitive flesh.
"You look so pretty when you're underneath me, shit~," he groaned when you started letting out shy whimpers, every sound going straight to his cock.
Even with a single digit you felt something stir in your lower belly as his finger experimentally curled against your walls, your hips unable to stop themselves from rutting into the sensation.
"Were you guys each other's firsts?" Sunghoon asked sweetly in your ear, unable to contain his grin as he slid a second digit in. The ache you felt made your eyes flutter and you gasped out a "yes" squirming around under his grip as you felt your walls pulse around his fingers.
"Aw, how cute, a true romantic love story. If I had any remorse left in me I would maybe tear up. But I bet it didn't feel like this now did it." Before you could ask Sunghoon swiped his thumb over your slick-covered clit, the sensation making your heels dig into his mattress.
"S-sunghoon oh god," you croaked out as a strong knot started forming in your lower belly, Sunghoon sliding a third digit in as he tsked against your lips.
"Oh no sweetie, let's not bring god into this. He's probably doesn't want to see the way I'm going to absolutely defile you," Sunghoon groaned against your lips, speeding up the pace of his fingers.
His increased pace made you dig your nails into the hand that still had yours bound together, your breathing getting heavy as he kept rubbing against a spot you didn't know could feel so good.
"Aw is bunny getting close? Already?" he mocked through a smile, giving you fluttering kisses against your cheeks when you nodded through dazed out eyes.
"What makes you think you deserve it bunny? Shouldn't I punish you a bit more for hurting my feelings like that?" Sunghoon seethed, speeding up his fingers as your walls started tightening down on them.
"I'msorry, 'so sorry, please" you whimpered out, biting down your lip as you felt your belly continue to tighten, Sunghoon not helping in the slightest with his ministrations.
He couldn't resist you, especially when your eyes were glassy from tears threatening to spill. You heard him swore under his breath before pushing you to edge forcing the knot to snap, your body completely tensed up as waves of pleasure pulsed through you in a way you'd never experienced.
"Mmmm, there's a good bunny," Sunghoon praised, pulling his fingers from your sticky core and sucking the juices clean. The remainder of the sticky liquid he used to rub around the base and tip of his member as he pulled his sweats down your eyes unable to look away from droplets continuing leaking from the tip.
"What s'the matter bunny? Scared of its size?" Sunghoon couldn't help but mock, positioning himself so his member was flat against your tummy.
Your eyes widened at how far it was going to go into you, Sunghoon chuckling before grabbing your leg and hoisting it over your shoulder.
"Would ya look at that bunny, look how far it's gonna reach. Gonna hit special spots that other bastard couldn't even dream of yeah?"
"S-sunghoon I don't think it's gonna fit," you stuttered out, squirming as you felt trickles of precum mix with your syrupy wetness.
You watched as Sunghoon pouted before pressing his tip against your entrance, your eyes rolling into the back of your head you felt a stretch that made your core ache in need.
"Shit bunny you are tight," Sunghoon hissed through his canines, his cheeks blooming into ruby roses. You could only whimper as he pushed his way into you, your head raising to see he was only a third of the way there.
"Oh, what am I gonna do with ya? Bunny's pussy is so tiny, it's gonna be hard for me to control myself," Sunghoon groaned, his head falling into your shoulder as you clamped down on him like a vice.
"I d'don't think I can fit anymore," you remarked as saw how full your belly looked, every slight movement making his mushroom tip press against your walls.
Sunghoon hummed but continued to move, snickering when your legs shook helplessly around his waist.
"Well would you look at that? Told you it was gonna fit, worrying for nothing."
His tip was rubbing against your cervix and you could only mewl as he started moving in and out of you, sticky arousal spilling from the sides of his cock every time he bottomed out.
You were snapped out of your gaze when you heard your phone ringing from the side of the bed, a quick glance at the caller ID letting you know it was your best friend.
"S-sunghoon w-wait-"
"No." he breathily interjected, holding your hands in each of his as he made you stare at him, hazelnut eyes piercing into your own.
"I've been 'waiting' for too long," he rasped against your lips, eyes turning into anguish.
A pang hit your chest and you swallowed thickly, unable to hold his stare anymore out of embarrassment for your own actions.
"Keep looking at me, please," he choked out, resting his head against your forehead.
He moved his hips languidly and you jaw went slack as his tip pushed against your cervix, Sunghoon finally letting go of your hands so you could clasp his shoulders instead.
"Was having feelings for me really that scary?" Sunghoon couldn't help but murmur against your shoulder as he left timid kisses against your collarbones, breathy moans leaving his throat.
"Sunghoon-"
"You know I haven't kissed your mouth the entire time." He started, stilling his hips as he stared at you with heartache.
"That's something only couples do after all."
âAnd weâre not that now are we?â He whispered against your lips, his hips picking back up their pace. Your nails started digging into his pale skin as you felt something tighten in your lower belly.
âHoonie, Iâm sorry IâŠ..â you trailed off as his lips connected to your neck, warm tongue flicking against your sensitive skin.
âMmm, I know you are,â he panted against your lips, speeding up his pace until your eyes were going out of focus.
âThatâs why I have to make you mine, both inside and out, so you wonât forget,â he warned, pressing down on your lower belly where his member was.
âWait donât press down that feels weird,â you rushed out, your back arching as he pressed down even more.
âSorry bunny, I just want you to know where exactly Iâm gonna mark you as mine.â He leaned in closer, the mischievous glint in his eyes back.
âDo you want me to mark your mouth as mine princess?â
You swallowed thickly and nodded as you felt your knot only get tighter, your toes curling as you sunk deeper into pleasure you knew only he could give you.
Sunghoon bent down and kissed your cheek, reaching for your hands again so he could squeeze them, three times.
âAre you sure?â
âP-positive.â
His tongue slid into your mouth and felt yourself melt against the feeling as he took control, setting the pace as something fervent as his hips got faster, whines and whimper causing his lips to vibrate.
âYou're starting to tighten around me bunny, you wanted me to kiss you that badly," Sunghoon panted as he slid his tongue back into your mouth thus not giving you enough time to answer.
His hand slithered between your body and rubbed down on your swollen bud, your mouth going slack against his tongue as you felt your walls start to pulse and tighten.
"Mmm, s'close," you gasped out, your eyes rolling into the back of your head. Sunghoon kissed your nose and your ears, a firm but gentle "look at me" filling your eyes as you felt yourself on the edge.
"Keeping looking at me bunny, I wanna see your face when I mark you as mine."
As if you're body was under his spell that knot snapped and you felt warm liquid coat your sticky walls as you uncontrollably shook in his grip, nails leaving red marks on his alabaster skin.
"There we go, that's my good little bunny, so obedient for me," he couldn't help but coo as he continued to move his hips, the overstimulation worth it if he meant he got to fill your tummy with his seed...
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Sunghoon was jolted when he heard your phone buzzing on his nightstand, the sound only causing you to stir as he reached over to see who it was.
Boyfriend
Tsking he carefully got out of his bed so he didn't wake your sleeping form, stepping outside onto the balcony where he couldn't be heard.
"Hello?" Sunghoon answered with a saccharine sweet tone, unable to hide his grin.
He heard your boyfriend go silent in confusion as to why his voice was the one that answered and not yours, a passive "hello" leaving him in respond.
"So why are you picking up the phone and not my girlfriend?"
Sunghoon laughed sarcastically as he stared out into a marigold sunset, running his hand through his hair.
"She's is your girlfriend, correct. Or rather, she used to be," Sunghoon informed him gleefully, ending the call before the other male could respond and walking back in.
He carefully set your phone on the nightstand and kissed your forehead, the light sensor causing you to stir and sleepily open your eyes.
"Don't worry bunny you can go back to bed. Everything is alll taken care of."
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A/N: Darlings did you guys like this one? Don't be shy and tell me what you think please as usual you guys always give me the most anons and comments so I continue to spoil yall~ >_<
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Hiii! I love your works. If you could, could you write jealously arisu smut? It can be pre borderlands or during the borderlands. Ty have a great rest of your day!
Jealous, Jealous Girl

requested: yes pairing(s): ryohei arisu x afab!reader, slight mention of arisu playing games with another girl genre: smut warning(s): mentions of silent treatment (reader's behalf), mentions of another girl flirting with arisu and he doesnt shut her down, mentions of the girl giving sexual comments towards arisu, fingering, squirting, unprotected sex (wrap it), cowgirl, dom!arisu to (slight) dom!reader, orgasm denial, reader is generally really mean in this summary: đłđŠđąđ„đŠđł đȘđŽ đŽđ”đąđłđ”đȘđŻđš đ”đ° đšđŠđ” đ«đŠđąđđ°đ¶đŽ đ°đ§ đąđłđȘđŽđ¶ đ±đđąđșđȘđŻđš đšđąđźđŠđŽ đžđȘđ”đ© đąđŻđ°đ”đ©đŠđł đšđȘđłđ, đŽđ° đŽđ©đŠ đȘđšđŻđ°đłđŠđŽ đ©đȘđź đ¶đŻđ”đȘđ đ©đŠ đźđąđŹđŠđŽ đ©đŠđł đŽđ€đłđŠđąđź... word count: 2k a/n: I love this man so much and it's not every day I see a smut with him, so thank you so much for requesting!! have a brilliant rest of your day too my love. Remember to eat and drink something, love yas, mwah! -Cilla
you were annoyed.
annoyed, jealous, infuriated, all of the sorts.
arisu was beginning to play games with a girl. usually, you wouldnât be as bothered as you were because he always told you the girls he played with either had boyfriends, were lesbian, or definitely werenât interested in him.
he had told this girl that you and him were together. he had said multiple times and shut her down whenever her comments got a tad bit too uncomfortable, but the bitch never got the hint. she kept flirting with him.
usually you had a fine, level-headed temper, but now you were beginning to wonder if you were going to be able to hold in your anger because of this girl. you had even sometimes been in the room while she was very obviously flirting with your boyfriend. you knew arisu would never stoop so low as to cheat on you, but now that he wasnât trying to get her to stop with the flirting, you were beginning to challenge your judgement.
you were sat on arisuâs bed as he played his games, as per usual. his dad and brother were both out at work, and the two of you were chilling after a long make-out session. you heard the sound that someone had joined his game, and then you heard the voice. her voice.
it sounded like nails on a chalkboard to you, but you kept yourself in check and level-headed.
you tried. you really did. but the girl was flirting again, and arisu was too focused on the game to even care. you cared, you cared a whole lot. you turned over in bed and continued scrolling through your phone. since arisuâs desk was right next to his bed, he placed a hand on your hip for a couple of seconds before bringing it back to his game. you paid no attention.
it was around half an hour later, arisu had finished his game and you were still laying there, ignoring him. it did make you feel a little better that he wasnât talking to her and ignoring her whenever she flirted with him, but it still annoyed you that he didnât stop her, especially when the comments were starting to get a bit more sexual.
he put one knee on the bed, it dipped and he leaned over you to press a kiss to your temple.
âyou want something to eat?â he mumbles against your skin, you said nothing in return, only continuing to scroll through your phone. you didnât move away from the kiss though. but arisu did look a bit confused. âbaby? did you hear me?â he asked, moving your hair away from your ear, supposing you had headphones in, you didnât.
when he found out you didnât, he stood back up from the bed and watched as you ignored him, scrolling and scrolling. you heard him pad out the room, probably going down to the kitchen and making some dinner.
you were right when you saw him come back with two pots of instant noodles. he was holding your favourite flavour, probably with cheese in it since you liked it that way. you glanced at him before going back to your phone, yet again. he held out the pot to you, which you ignored. it smelled good, but you had to ignore it or there would be no point in this. you did think you were going a bit too far, but you wanted to teach him a lesson.
he ate his dinner at his desk, staring between the pot he had put on the edge of the desk, hoping you would turn around and eat something with him, but when he was finished and you still hadnât eaten anything, he got confused.
he got so confused that the poor guy didnât know what to do, so he tried a different approach that he knew would get you to at least acknowledge him.
he climbed onto the bed behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling your back into his chest. you didnât fight, nor did you move away from him when he did. arisu got even more confused as you still did nothing, so he put his face into your neck and left hot, open-mouthed kisses along your neck. you didnât move, but it tickled so you squirmed a little. you felt him smile against your neck.
âso she acknowledges my kisses but not my five star meal i made or my words?â you still ignore him, stifling a smile that came onto your lips. he sighed when he got no response âguess iâll have to make you respond thenâ he said softly into your neck.
you barely registered his hand trailing down from your waist. it trailed over the bare skin of your side, you were wearing a crop-top that barely went past your belly-button, then you had low-waisted jeans. his fingers ignited a trail of fire as they continued downwards, slipping to your front and continuing down from your belly-button.
his other hand that was underneath you helped him with the zipper and button that was keeping your trousers together. he was still leaving kisses down your neck, occasionally sucking and biting as he did so. you bit back a moan.
you tried to focus on your phone, you really did, but it was slipping out of your hand as arisuâs hand was slipping into your trousers in order to take them down. you subconsciously lifted your hips slightly and let arisu take your trousers down.
you almost let a whimper slip past your lips when he ran his index fingers over your clothed pussy. he smirked against your neck when he felt the growing wet patch staining the centre of them. if you didnât remind yourself why you were mad at him and not talking to him, you would already be moaning around his fingers.
you honestly couldnât help the way your hips bucked up when he slipped a hand in your panties and ran a slender finger through your folds, gathering your wetness but stopping and removing his hand when he was about to touch your clit. you let out an audible whine at this, and he smirked against your neck.
âtell me how much you want it and maybe iâll consider giving it to youâ he hummed against your skin. you shivered at the feeling, but decided not to give in just yet, so you grabbed his hand and held it in-between your legs before you rocked your hips against it, he laughed and pulled his hand back. âcheeky, youâre gonna have to use your words, not your actions, babyâ you whined again.
âplease, just make me fucking comeâ you said, slightly angrily. he laughs again.
âgonna have to be nicer than that, babyâ he coos in your ear, you shivered again as his fingers trailed up and down your bare thigh.
âpleaseâ you practically whimper.
âgood girlâ you felt arisu smile and he left one more kiss to your neck before slipping his hand back into your panties.
he looked down and when he saw that you were wearing his favourite panties, he groaned. he then hooked his finger through the waist before he slid your panties down your thighs, you helped him and when your panties were fully off, he slid his hand back up and in-between your thighs. he smirked when you whimpered  as he ran his middle fingers, this time not stopping when his finger slid past your clit, making your hips twitch forwards.
his right hand pulled your thighs apart, slipping his fingers through your folds and teasing your hole, his left hand went to your clit and began circling it. his middle finger eventually pushed inside of your pulsing hole, curling and thrusting. the pleasure was almost unbearable, your hips were starting to move away from his hands. he had to wrap a leg around your hips and pull you back.
his fingers were long and slender which provided you more pleasure than what you could bring yourself, and they made you come long and hard, better than what you could ever do. after all, you were already close, feeling the knot form in your stomach. you were moaning uncontrollably, hips bucking from the stimulation you were getting. arisu held you there, not letting up on his ministrations.
âgonna come- fuckâ you whimper, âarisu- gonna comeâ you warn him. he didnât seem to care and kept going, or that was what you thought.
seconds later, you were right on the brink of pure ecstasy when arisu took both of his hands back, sucking his fingers clean from your juices before sitting up straight.
âwhat the fuck was that for?â you almost yell, sitting up next to him.
âyou ignore me when i talk to you and make food for you, i ignore your needs to comeâ he replies with a shrug, âhowever, if you want to come, you have to earn it for yourselfâ he says, and when you begin to question him, he looks down at his lap. his cock was hard, showing through his shorts.
you swallow thickly and take your top off, followed shortly by your bra. you then turned to him and undid the strings on his shorts, taking his underwear off with them before taking his shirt off.
you then straddled him, arisu shook his head with a smile at your eagerness. he placed his hands on your hips. you lifted your hips slightly to line his cock up with your hole before sinking down slowly. your mouth fell open in a loud moan, your hands pressed against his shoulders. arisu groaned as you sunk fully down, waiting for you to adjust to him before he helped you to move via his hands on your hips.
you whined and pressed your face into his shoulder when you began to move, the tip of his cock nudging against your g-spot with every bounce. your thighs could get tired very fast, so he began to help you again when he noticed you beginning to get tired.
that was until you sat down fully, not bouncing but instead moving your hips in circular motions. arisuâs groans were getting louder, as were your moans.
âplay with your clitâ he tells you, your hand trailed down your body and began to circle your clit. the newfound stimulation made your back arch and head fall back, mouth wide open in a silent moan. you were so full and your clit getting stimulation was almost sending you over the edge.
arisu could feel your walls clenching around his cock, making him groan and rut up into you.
you were moaning his name over and over, the knot in your stomach beginning to tighten and juices from your pussy were leaking down his balls to his bed, making a dark patch.
âgonna let me come inside of you, hm?â arisu hummed, holding your hips as he slammed up into you, your moans were so loud even to yourself that you barely heard him.
âyesâ you moan âplease come inside of meâ you were so close that one more thrust would send you over the edge. and it did.
you threw your head back and choked out a moan as liquid spilled from your pussy, going all over his abdomen and bed. arisu felt you clench around you tighter than you ever had before and he came too with a loud groan, his hands on your hips would probably leave marks.
âyou still jealous?â he asks.
âhow did you-â you were confused, he wasnât that observant, was he?
âi know youâ he tucks a piece of hair behind your ear, you lean into his touch. âyou donât need to be jealous, i find her annoying too, but shes a good player. lets get you in the bathâ
you both sat in the bath a few minutes later, arisu feeding you the noodles that had been discarded on his desk.
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tattoo kisses
[ axeâs memo ! ] guys im so down bad for him itâs literally insane ?? also my first attempt at writing hickeys ig ⊠hope u donât die of cringe đ but my mother @l3visbby said issok so it shall be !!! thank u for proofreading mwah mwah
[ warnings ! ] suggestive.
[ word count ! ] +- 1k

the weather was absolutely horrendous today. you and hanbin wanted to have an outdoor date but the sun caused you two just to melt and become one with the bed. fans on, windows open, iced beverages refilled every twenty minutes.
it was so hot you barely left the bed, kicking around the sheets and all the plushies. you were reading a book and your boyfriend was scrolling through tiktok. a random playlist of yours filled his room with a soothing sound, only accompanied by the faint buzzing fans. but slowly your attention reached zero, his white tank top more interesting that whatever was taking place on the pages.
the piece of clothing revealed not only his arms but also neck and, your favorite part of his body, collar bones. and the tattoo adorning the spot a little below them.
you sighed and tried to act normal, ignoring the way his hair got stuck to his forehead.
hanbin suddenly looked up and met your eyes. you tried to keep your cool and returned to your book. but before you realized, he was chuckling and putting away his phone.
âdo you want some ice cream? or something cold to drink?â he asked softly, voice low and calm. you shook your head no.
hanbin scanned your face and rolled over to your side. he accidentally nudged your arm that was holding the book, causing it to drop onto the mattress.
âgood because i didnât actually feel like standing upâ he grinned and looked up at your profile before grabbing his phone again. now he was just closer to you. one of his arms went to rest under his head, flexing the muscles.
another sigh left your lips upon eyeing his tattoo.
âitâs so hotâŠâ you mumbled and put the book on the nightstand, shaking your head.
hanbin just hummed lazily in agreement, eyes glued to his screen watching some hamster content. you bit the inside of your cheek and suddenly turned. he thought you were just shuffling around to fix your position but was taken aback when you straddled him.
ânooo, get off, itâs so hoootâŠâ he whined, trying to act offended but fell silent when he felt your hands creep up his sides.
hanbin didnât even notice when his phone fell out of his hand, focused on your touch. you, on the other hand, didnât know what possessed you. you looked at his face, flashing him a small smile.
âwant me to stop?â you teased, leaning closer to his face. the necklace you had on, which was gifted by him on your 1st anniversary, dangled in hanbinâs face. his eyes focused on it and then flickered to your lips.
raising his upper body, he planted a quick kiss and you felt his smile imprinting against your lips.
âtake that as a noâ he answered and laid back down, relaxing. his face expression was just full of smugness and you were more than determined to make him flustered.
so you rested your palms flat on his chest, placing painfully slow kisses on his jaw. then, you gradually moved to his neck, not missing a single spot. placing tender kisses on his skin, nibbling occasionally.
âah, i think i know now whatâs on your mindâ hanbin chuckled, putting his other hand to rest under his head.
you just shook your head and nuzzled it against his neck, smiling. his hands traveled to your hips, giving them a soft squeeze.
âyou were more interesting than the book. take that as a complementâ you teased and finally reached his collarbones. placing a tender peck on each clavicle, you backed away and looked him in the eye. the playful smirk was still there.
âiâm not complaining, babyâ hanbin hummed. sure, you had kissed and made out plenty of times. or you have also traced his tattoos before. but you never kissed it yet, norâŠ
hanbin saw the evil spark glinting in your e/c eye and frowned, intrigued.
you leaned in again and first blew some air on his tattoo tauntingly. with a corner of your eye you noticed the goosebumps appearing on his skin. with a smirk, you leaned in and gently kissed the sun, the star, the moon. you felt how his breath hitched and you used that opportunity to press your lips firmly to his skin, also gently biting down. hanbin felt your soft lips and the way your hair almost feather-lightly tickled his exposed skin. when you stopped, only to place a delicate kiss on the sensitive spot, his grip on your hips tightened.
hanbin leaned his head slightly back when he saw you ducking down to his collarbones again. the feeling of your smile against his skin made his heart skip a beat; now he wasnât sure if the sweating was just the outside heat.
when you leaned away, at first hanbin didnât even realize. his mind was hazy, unable to focus. only when the emptiness on his collarbones hit him, you were already kissing your way back up to his lips. occasionally nibbling against the previous spots you marked, your hands also slid up and gently grabbed his hot neck. literally hot, warmth radiating off it. then, your eyes met his⊠and his cheeks glowing with red shade. his pupils blown wide, lips slightly parted and puffed from biting down. and definitely no more track of that shit-eating smirk he had before.
and with a passionate kiss on his plump lips, you were done.
only when you had to breathe for some air, you leaned away and stood up.
âdo you want some iced water? you must be thirstyâ you grinned and before he could answer, brain taking too long to think of a comeback, you were already off to grab some for him.
and hanbin blinked slowly, his collarbones adorned with colorful love bites.
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The Kind of Girl You Take Home - Part 3





âȘthe one where bradley canât get enough of you after making things official.
Warnings: 18+, smut, fluff, unprotected sex, pda, swearing, fingering, oral (f receiving), hair pulling, pain kink, sex tape (kinda), dirty talk to the max, small breeding kink, age gap, bradley is even more whipped for you, here is a part 3 no one asked for mwah
Word Count: 8.2k | Part 1, Part 2, Part 4
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âItâs not too late to turn back around and apologize for ditching them later, you know,â Bradley said as he parked the Bronco in the beach parking lot. âIâm sure they wonât miss us if we were to leave right now.â
You roll your eyes and unbuckle your seatbelt. âNot a chance,â you reply and lean over the center console so you can grip his shoulders. âYouâre leaving for two months soon, everyone wants to see you before your deployment.â
Bradley sighed but quickly lightened up when you leaned further in and pressed a chaste kiss to his lips. When you pulled away far too soon for his liking, he placed his hands on either side of your face and guided you back into another, much longer kiss. He groaned as he deepened it, one hand sliding down to grip your waist through your thin tank top. âCome on, baby, letâs just go home,â he nearly begged and you laughed as you pulled away from him.Â
âNo, Bradley,â you say and place your palm flat against his mouth when he tries to kiss you again. âA few hours with your friends wonât kill you, then after that weâll leave.âÂ
âWeâll stay for two hours, max,â he told you as he opened the door and took your hand in his when you met him around the front of the Bronco. âThen Iâm taking you home.â
âBradley,â you warned as he led you down towards the sand.Â
âWhat? Weâll see them later at the Hard Deck, anyway,â he waved off your eye roll as he pulled you along with him. âThey donât need to take away any more of my alone time with you today.â
You shake your head and hold back a smile as you finally make it down to the beach. As soon as your feet touched the sand you were lifted off the ground and spun around. Your hand slipped from Bradleyâs and you grip Jakeâs shoulders as he embraces you, laughing as he wraps his arms around your middle. âHey, sweetheart,â he grinned up at you. âMissed you.â
He sets you down and winks up at your boyfriend when Bradley gives him an unimpressed look. âYou saw me a few days ago,â you pointed out and Jake just shrugged.Â
âI used to see you a lot more than that,â he responded as he backed away from you. âI canât believe Rooster stole you from me twice now.â
âSeresin,â Bradley muttered as he pulled you back into his side.Â
âBradshaw,â the blond said back before grinning at you again and walking towards the group of aviators that were further down the beach.Â
The two men still werenât on the best terms after the quick bar brawl that occurred at the Hard Deck a mere three months ago. Sure, they spoke to each other while at work, but outside of work they avoided each other even more than before. They were somewhat friends back when Jake introduced you to Bradley, and had grown a bit close during the five months you two were unofficially together, but after Bradley fucked it up with you, Jake had completely shut down any chance of a proper friendship forming between the two of them.Â
It was unfortunate, as you and Jake are very close and now it was no secret that you and Bradley were head over heels for each other. Bradley wanted to try and mend the broken friendship between him and Jake just for you to be reassured that the two most important men in your life werenât at each otherâs throats whenever you arenât around, but Jake never gave him the time of day.Â
Three months of that and it really pissed Bradley off, enough to the point where he stopped trying and now just accepted that the brief encounters he had with the other aviator at work and at the Hard Deck would be all that would happen between them.Â
âFucking Hangman,â he muttered as he glared at Jakeâs retreating form through his aviators. He was dreading this next deployment, simply because Jake will be there with him, and because heâll be away from you.
âHey,â you scold as you deliver a gentle nudge to his ribs with your elbow. He caught it in his hand and pulled your body back to his, capturing your lips in another searing kiss. Your words die on your tongue when he tugs you forward until your chest is pressed right up against his and your hands slide upwards to grip his biceps.Â
âGod, I wanna take you home so badly right now,â he mumbled against your mouth before kissing you again.Â
âHey, Rooster! Give the poor girl a break, man, and get over here. Weâre just about to start another round of dogfight football,â Fanboy called out from his spot near the water.Â
You pull away with a teasing smirk, patting him on his chest as you back away. âOoh, sounds fun,âÂ
Bradleyâs hands fall from their place on your hips and he bites down on his lip as you walk towards where Nat is sitting. He watches as you bend down and place your towel next to hers, not even giving him a second glance as you fall into a conversation with her.Â
âBradshaw, letâs go, man, sheâll still be there after the game,â Payback yells over the chatter of the group.Â
Both you and Nat smirk at Bradley and he curses under his breath as he pulls off his white tee and tosses it at you. You catch it with a surprised laugh and stuff it into the tote bag you brought.
Bradley joins in on the game and ends up covered in sand and had initiated more than one dogpile during the thirty minutes he participated in. You chatted with Nat the whole time, but you couldnât really be blamed for not being able to take your eyes off your extremely attractive and fit boyfriend.Â
You had to refrain from moaning at the sight of him when you were right next to his best friend, and that was a hard task in itself. Bradley caught your eye every once in a while and sent you a smirk every time. The urge to not jump on him in the middle of the game was even harder to resist.Â
When the sun loomed higher in the sky and heated up the whole beach, you decided to rid yourself of your tank top and jean shorts. After shoving them in your bag as well you settle back down against your towel just as you hear Fanboy yell, âCome on, Bradshaw, we were winning! Where are you even going?âÂ
That made you look up and watch as Bradley begins to splash water on himself to wash away the sand from his body. You bite your lip harshly as you take in his wet skin and heat up from both the sun and the way Nat laughs from her spot next to you.Â
Once he is decently cleaned from both the sand and sweat, Bradley walks right past the group of guys and heads in your direction. âAlright, we lost Rooster,â Fanboy announced as he turned back towards the others. âRound three? Phoenix, you want in on this one?â
Nat sprung up instantly and took Bradleyâs place, slapping him on the shoulder as she passed him. âNice job at keeping your hands to yourself for over five minutes, Bradley,â she joked and he barely gave her an eye roll before he was towering over you and blocking the sun from your eyes.Â
You gaze up at him with a teasing smile. âOh, hey,â you greet. âAll done with the game?â
He grunts and moves so heâs sitting next to you on the towel. âYeah,â
âThatâs too bad,â you pout as you move over to make more room for him, but he just slides closer to you. âI was enjoying the free entertainment.â
âYouâre the reason it ended early,â he said and you scoffed.Â
âAs if,â you laughed. âYou were busy beating Jake and Coyote and then the next second youâre quitting and walking towards me.â
He gives you a pointed look before raking his eyes up and down your body in an obvious nod as to why he stopped the game early. âBecause you look like this,âÂ
You glanced down at your red two piece and shrugged. âYouâve seen me in less than this, Bradley,âÂ
âI know,â he rasped, moving even closer to you until his cold side was pressed to yours. You werenât sure what caused you to shiver, his cool skin or the fact that he couldnât seem to stay away from you today. âBut you look so hot right now. Itâs making me jealous that the rest of the guys get to see you like this.â
âGod, youâre clingy,â you complain in a lighthearted tone and push him away from you, but it might as well have been a light tap as he barely moved an inch.Â
âI told you that youâd become sick of me,â he smirked. âJust living up to my end of the deal.â
Before you could reply with a smart remark, he was closing the distance and kissing you hard. His aviators pressed uncomfortably against your nose and you pulled away and tugged them off his face before kissing him again.
âI canât get enough of you,â he muttered as he kissed you deeply.Â
When he tries to pull you onto his lap you pull away and push at his shoulders. âNo, youâre cold,âÂ
âThen come in the water with me,â he suggested with a boyish grin.Â
âYouâre wearing those in the water?â You nodded at his denim shorts as he stood up and held his hand out to you.Â
âYeah, why not?â He asked as he pulled you to your feet. You placed his aviators over your own eyes as you looked up at him, lacing your fingers with his. âWould you rather me wear nothing at all?â
âAlways,â you answer right away and he just smirks at you. âLet me get in at my own pace, Bradley.â
He hummed as he led you towards the water, and his lack of reply had you raising a brow.Â
âIâm serious,â when he glanced down at you and didnât bother hiding his look of mischief, you stopped walking and begin to pull on his hand. âDonât bother.â
But you were kidding yourself if you thought your strength could match his. Within seconds he had picked you up and threw you over his shoulder, making you yell out as you caught his aviators before they fell from your face.Â
âBradley! Stop!â You nearly scream as he makes his way towards the water. âPlease!â
Your pleads fell on deaf ears as he carried you closer to the water and the others were no help as they watched with grins at your misfortune. Even Jake wore a small smirk as Bradley grabbed his aviators from your hand and dropped them onto the sand without a care in the world. âThey wonât help you, sweet girl,â Bradley said in a mocking tone.
âBradley, I swear-â but you werenât able to finish your warning before he was in the water with you still over his shoulder. You squeal loudly when you feel the cold splashes against your bare skin, and you briefly wonder how he was able to walk into the small waves as if they werenât cold at all. âOh, my God! Bradley.â
You were still pleading with him to stop, even as he was at waist level with the water. A few seconds later he was throwing your body into the cold water and you were met with his grinning face when you resurfaced.Â
Glaring up at him, you shiver instantly as you stand in front of him. âStupid ass,â you mutter and splash him when he just laughed loudly at your insult.Â
He caught your hand when you went to splash him again and pulled your body against his. Instead of immediately pulling away from him you wrap your arms around his waist as his body is still somehow warm, even in the water.Â
You cling onto his warmth as the water splashes around your bodies, his heated skin soothing yours.Â
The others went back to the game after watching you get helplessly thrown into the water, so it just felt like you and Bradley at the moment. âIâm sorry,â he murmured in your ear as he held you. âBut now you look even hotter.â
You shake your head and nuzzle closer to him. âWhatever helps you sleep at night,âÂ
âYou help me sleep at night,â he replied and you smiled up at him. âI donât know how Iâm going to get through the next two months without you.â
âAt least youâll have Jake,â you offer and laugh at the emotionless look he gave you. âWeâre swapping best friends for this one. Nat and I already have so many girl days planned, weâll hardly realize youâre not here.â
Bradley scoffed. âYeah, right,â he says. âYouâll know Iâm gone when youâre trying to get yourself off without me there to do it for you.â
You gasp and look around as if you and he werenât surrounded by water and way more than a couple of meters away from the shore. âYou canât say that to me,â you whine quietly. âEspecially not in public.â
âYou started it, sweet girl,â he shrugged as he gripped your thighs and wrapped your legs around his waist under the water.Â
You throw your arms around his neck and press a soft kiss to his lips. âI will think about you every second of every day until you come home,â you tell him and hug him a bit tighter. âI wonât be able to sleep without you, either.â
He smiled at you and kissed you again, lifting one hand from your hip to caress the side of your face. âGood to know you still want me,âÂ
âI will always want you,â you promise and press a kiss to his cheek and then another one to the skin just below his ear. âTell you what, weâll stay another hour here and then you can take me home and let me show you just how much Iâll miss you.â
Bradley pretty much spent the next hour in the water, even well after you made your way back to the shore. Your words, of course, went right through him and caused him to become hard, even in freezing cold water.Â
You willingly went with him when he finally got out and pulled you along the trail back to the Bronco after a brief goodbye to everyone else.Â
The whole ride back home he had his left hand tightly gripping the steering wheel while his right one touched every part of you that it could. You were both so needy for each other and it was evident by the way he barely had the car in park before he was tugging you inside and pushing you up against the closed front door.Â
His lips captured yours in a searing kiss as his hands gripped the backs of your thighs. He lifted you up as if you weighed nothing at all and pressed you harder against the wood, his bare chest pressed to your semi covered one. You had both passed on the idea of putting your shirts back on and left them in your bag that was still in his backseat. You had only managed to slip your shorts back on by the time he had pulled you up from the towel and led you back to the Bronco, but even those you had failed to zip up and button as Bradley was far too impatient.Â
He pulled you away from the door and carried you down the hall to his room. It was a trip he had made countless times before, and he seriously couldnât believe he had almost let you slip away because of his commitment issues.Â
When he made the short walk to his bedroom by himself not too long ago after he returned home from his deployment, he felt so bad about himself and hated how he treated you. He hated not seeing your things in there and he hated sleeping alone, even if it was just for one night and he was drunk.Â
To think that it was no longer just his bedroom, but one he shared with you⊠the thought had his head swirling with need for you. Taking you to bed just felt so much better now, and while he would never forgive himself for how he acted towards you, he couldnât be more grateful for the outcome of it all.Â
His shorts were still damp as he pressed his body against yours after laying you down in the middle of the bed. You didnât care as he pressed kisses all along your shoulders and neck. âBradley,â you moaned.Â
âIâm going to miss that sound,â he rasped as he sucked a mark onto the base of your throat. âGonna miss you so much.âÂ
He would probably miss you more than last time, seeing as he wasnât sure if he had a chance with you after what he did. Now that he knew you would be here when he got back, he knew he would miss you twice as much. Especially since he would be returning to a home filled with both yours and his things.Â
âJust come back to me,â you whispered as he trailed kisses down your chest until his lips were pressed against the skin above your shorts. âThatâs all I ask of you, Bradley.â
âYou know I canât promise you that, baby,â he murmured as he pulled the denim down your legs and dropped them to the floor. You whine softly, both from the feeling of his kisses on your inner thighs and from his words you knew were honest and true. You couldnât ask him to promise to always come home, and you understood that, but it didnât make it any easier. âBut I can promise to always give it my all and to do everything I can to get back to you. Iâll do that every time. I always will.â
He tugs your red bikini bottoms down and drops them to the floor as well before youâre pulling him back up by his biceps. âThen thatâs more than enough for me,â you promise and kiss him deeply. One of his hands slips down and his middle finger begins to gently rub circles onto your clit, making you moan against his mouth and pull him closer. âI love you so much, Bradley.â
His middle and index fingers run up and down your folds before slowly slipping inside. âI love you, sweet girl,â he murmurs and presses a kiss to the love bite he had given you on your neck. âI always have.âÂ
Bradley kisses all over your chest and nudges your nipples through the thin fabric of your bikini top with his nose. You whine quietly at the feeling and run your hands through his hair, bucking your hips up in time with the gentle thrusts of his hand.Â
âI always will,â he continues and you squeeze your eyes shut tightly.Â
âBradley,â you gasp when he uses his free hand to push up your flimsy top in order to wrap his lips around your hardening peaks. You take it upon yourself to arch your back and reach around to pull the string of the top, tossing it onto the growing pile of clothes on the floor.Â
With your body completely bare, Bradley grunts deeply as he gently tugs on your nipple with his teeth, taking in the way your hands moved to cling to his biceps.Â
You were beyond soaked for him at this point and it could be heard with every fuck of his hand, and the sound only spurred him on. He still couldnât believe that he had managed to get you back and that you still want him as much as he wants you.Â
His mouth travels downwards again and places kisses to various parts of your body before settling on your clit. You moan loudly and tug on his hair as his lips suck gently on your nerves in time with the movement of his hand. He curls his fingers inside you and the small pinch has you clenching tightly around him, your walls sucking his digits even deeper.Â
âFeels good?â He asks, knowing damn well that he was skilled with his mouth and fingers.Â
You still give in, though. âFuck yes, Bradley, feels so good,âÂ
He smirks against you before speeding up the pace of his hand and fucking his fingers into you. Keeping his mouth on your core, Bradley tilts his head back a bit and you knew right away what he was trying to get you to do without him needing to say it.Â
You tangle your fingers in his hair and tug a bit harder than before, feeling him hum in appreciation against your clit. âThatâs it, baby,â he praised and kissed your inner thighs. âYou know me so well, huh?â
âYouâre mine,â was all you managed to get out, and the prideful grin he gave you had your legs trying to squeeze shut around his head.Â
âThatâs right, sweet girl,â he agreed and leaned back down to your throbbing clit. âNow come on my fingers.â
âFuck, I want to so bad,â you whine, out of breath from the pressure that was steadily building deep within you. âWant you to make me come.â
âIâll get you off, baby,â he promised, smirking up at you. âLike I always do.â
âGod,â you gasp as the coil snaps a bit unexpectedly. You had been turned on since he took his shirt off at the beach all those hours ago, so it wasnât too much of a surprise that you didnât last very long. âFuck, Bradley, fuck.âÂ
He kissed the skin of your stomach as he slowly fucked you through your high, breathy praises leaving his lips as he stared up at you. âGood girl,â he murmured, placing an open mouthed kiss to your ribcage before hovering back over you. âMy good fucking girl.â
You moan against his mouth when he kisses you hard, his mustache pricking the skin above your upper lip in the best way. âBradley, please,â you beg against his lips. âPlease, fuck me. I need it.â
He groaned loudly and pulled away so he could unzip his shorts. He practically throws them to the floor before heâs back on top of you, his mouth kissing all over your collarbones and shoulders. âI need it, too,â he confessed, settling in between your legs and teasing your wet folds with his tip. âI need you all the time. Gonna think about you every fucking second Iâm gone.â
You whimper at both his promise and the sensitivity that shot through you at the feeling of his dick grazing your swollen clit.Â
Your lips were puffy as his met them in a searing kiss before slipping inside you with a sharp thrust. Moaning against his mouth, you wrap your legs tightly around him and grip either side of his face in an attempt to get him impossibly closer to you.
âYou feel so fucking good, baby,â he grunts, fucking into you at a steady pace. âStill so tight for me, no matter how many times I fuck you.â
Your eyes blur for a second as you take in his words, and as your walls take him in general. âAll for you,â you weakly murmur.Â
âAll for me,â he repeated, rocking his hips against yours at a bruising pace. âAll mine.â
He pressed his lips to the base of your throat and sucked another mark there, knowing that you wouldnât be able to cover it up before heading over to the Hard Deck in a couple hours.Â
Even though damn near everyone knew that you were his, Bradley still loved seeing the physical proof of it.Â
Your needy whines spurred him on and made him want to please you in every single way he could. He kissed all over your shoulders and reached one hand down to grip your thigh as he wrapped your leg tighter around him. âI wanna stay here with you forever,â he rasped. âJust like this.â
âYou can,â you manage to say as he fucked into you so good. âIâll be here when you come back, Bradley. Always. Iâm yours.â
Bradley grunted deeply, hiking your leg up higher. âYou always know just what to say to me, sweet girl,â he commented as he slowed down a bit to prolong this as much as he could.
Yeah, you and he would need to get ready to go to the Hard Deck soon, but he would put a night like this with you over getting drunk with his friends anyday.Â
He wasnât in a rush, wasnât fucking you quick and hard to ensure you werenât late arriving to the bar like always. He was taking his time, loving on you in all the ways he would miss out on for the next two months after this.Â
Your walls noisily suck him in deeper, your previous orgasm providing him with all he needed to fuck into you hard and slow. Bradleyâs eyes trail downwards, skimming past the two hickeys on your throat so he can watch the way he disappeared in you. âFuck, look at that,â he said, more to himself. âTaking me so well, arenât you?â
You moan and arch your back a bit, scraping your nails down his biceps.
He grunted at the sting. âThere you go, baby,â he praised, cursing under his breath when he felt you clench down tightly around him. âFucking claw me, give me something to remember you by for the next two months.âÂ
âBradley,â you cry out, wrapping your arms around him and digging your nails into the skin of his back.
He grinned at you, nudging your nose with his. âYou were made for me,â he muttered, bracing both of his forearms on either side of your head. âJust for me.â
âJust for you,â you agreed breathlessly.
Bradley groaned at how submissive and responsive you always got when he fucked you like this. With each drag of him against your tight walls you were slowly losing yourself to the blinding pleasure that came with being filled so well. âI need more than just your scratches,â he concluded, watching the way his dick became more coated with your wetness each time he pulled out of you. âYou should let me take a picture.â
You whimpered, leaning up to kiss along his neck. âDo it,â you encouraged his sinful idea with a teasing smirk.Â
He pulled away from your body with a deep groan as he reached for his phone. Keeping himself still buried within you, he points the camera downwards until itâs focused on your wet core.Â
He only was able to take one photo before you were giving him another idea. âTake a video, Bradley,â you purred, pushing on his shoulders. âRecord how good you fuck me.â
Bradley exhaled harshly through his nose as he moved so heâs kneeling on the bed, your thighs spread wide and revealing your sopping entrance. He places one hand on your hip as he sits back and hits record, giving your drenched heat a slow fuck of his hips.Â
His fingers dig into your skin as he begins to thrust into you again, his eyes fixated on the screen of his phone as it captured the dirty act in top tier quality. âLook how wet you are, baby,â he comments as both you and him glisten as the lights reflect off your wetness. âFeel it?â
âYes,â you answer and reach a hand out to wrap around the wrist of his that wasnât holding the phone. âFeels so good, Bradley.â
He grunts as he gives another quick thrust, looking away from the camera and at the way your breasts bounced from the rough movement. âSay my name again,â he demands in his deep voice.Â
You moan as you comply, âBradley,â
âAgain, baby,â he requests, nearly dropping the phone when you tighten around him once more. âWhoâs fucking you so good right now?âÂ
âYou,â you practically cry out. âYou, Bradley.â
He moves his hand from your hip so his thumb can rub against your throbbing and sensitive clit, watching as your whole body shudders. âThatâs right, sweet girl,â he muttered and couldnât wait to watch this video once he stopped recording it. He knew he would be watching it on a nightly basis once he was stuck on that damn carrier for eight weeks.Â
âBradley,â you gasped and reached for him. âTouch me, please.â
At the sound of your begs, he doesnât bother stopping the recording when he drops his phone onto the bed next to you. He hovers over you and starts fucking into you harder than before, knowing that it wouldnât be visible in the video, but your sweet sounds would definitely be heard. He could handle having to picture your body in his mind as long as he got to hear the sounds you only made for him.Â
You wrap your arms around his shoulders and bury your hands in his hair. âFuck, Iâm gonna come,â you warned in a highpitched voice.Â
âI want it,â he nearly begs as he holds himself above you by his elbows. âWant you to come all over me, wanna feel it.â
âOh, fuck,â you cry out and pull harshly on his hair as you come. âFuck.â
Bradley locked his jaw as he held back his own orgasm, still roughly fucking into you as you try to come down from your high. âGood girl,â he said sweetly and your head spun as you weakly reached for his phone.Â
You grab it and angle it so the camera is capturing the image of him continuing to rock into you. You whimper at the sensitivity and open your legs wider so the video can really capture just how drenched you are for him.Â
Bradley groaned loudly as he leaned down to kiss you. You kiss him back and take your eyes off the screen, now blindly recording him as he fucked you hard and deep. âCome for me, Bradley. Inside me,â you requested in a quiet voice when you pulled away. âKnock me up on camera.â
You were on the pill, but your words still went right through him. He gave a few more deep thrusts before he was spilling into you, his seed reaching the deepest part of you.Â
He let out a throaty groan as he moved back so you can record the way his come spilled out of you when he pulled out. He took the phone from you so he could get a better angle, then nearly dropped it again when you reached down to swipe your finger through the mess. His phone followed your hand as you lifted it back up to your mouth and sucked the digit clean, giving the camera a sheepish smile afterwards.Â
âFuck, baby,â he rasped as he finally stopped the recording and dropped his phone back down onto the bed. âI donât think Iâll be able to watch that when I know the real thing is waiting for me at home.â
You shrug and sit up, placing a kiss to his chest. âIt will get you by while youâre away,â you murmur and lick a stripe up his neck. âI want you to think of me when you touch yourself.â
âThereâs no one else I could ever think about,â he swore, wrapping his arm around your waist as you suck a mark on his shoulder. âEspecially not after that.â
You grinned and leaned further up so you could kiss him. He deepens it by reaching up to angle your head for better access to your mouth. âWe need to get ready,â you inform him, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek as you crawl off the bed and wander into the bathroom.Â
Bradley sighs deeply, running a hand through his messy hair as he picks up his phone. He debates on whether or not he should play the video now, just to see if it came out alright, but he knew it would just make him hard again, and he actually did want to see Nat before he left for two months.Â
He ends up getting off the bed and dressing himself in jeans and a Hawaiian button up as he waits for you to emerge from the bathroom. When you do, he holds out one of his old tees to you. âWear this tonight,â he suggests and you take it from him.Â
âWhat,â you laugh as you slip the shirt over your head. âThe two hickeys you gave me arenât enough to show that Iâm taken? I have to wear your clothes now?â You were just teasing as you both knew how much you loved wearing his shirts.Â
âNo,â he answered as he pulled you close to him. âI just like the way you look in my clothes.â
Truthfully, he wanted to erase the last time you wore his shirt to the Hard Deck. That was the last good night he spent with you before shattering your heart and nearly ruining everything you and he had. He wanted to replace that night with an even better one.
âHm, okay,â you hum, leaning up to kiss him quickly before moving away to finish getting dressed.Â
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âThere you are!â Nat called as she watched you and Bradley enter the Hard Deck hand in hand. âTook you guys long enough.â
Bradley smirked as he thought about why you and he were late again. âWe were a bit busy,â he said and loved how the physical proof of what made you late was in a file on his phone that was in his pocket.Â
âI donât even want to know,â she cringed and began walking back towards the pool table. âRooster, come over here and get your ass kicked in the next round.â
Bradley rolled his eyes and pressed a kiss to your temple before standing on the opposite end of the table with Nat across from him. âThatâs your specialty, not mine,â he grinned and looked over at you.
You smile and gesture towards the bar. âYou want a beer?â
âJust one,â he answers and watches as you begin to make your way through the crowd of aviators.Â
He was getting flashbacks to the last night he spent with you before his latest deployment, and he wanted to take you back home and promise you that he wasnât going to make that same mistake again.Â
âJeez, Bradshaw, you canât keep your eyes off her for more than a second, huh? Itâs your turn,â Nat broke him out of his trance by poking him with the tip of her pool cue. âSheâs wearing your shirt, I see.â She adds when he finally gets into position and lined up his shot.Â
âYouâre very observant, Nat,â he mumbled as he sank one of the solid colored balls.Â
âIâm just saying,â she held her hands up as she walked around the table. âYou seem happier this time around. I guess that comes with finally making things official.â
Bradley couldnât stop the grin from forming on his face as he glanced over at you. Your arms were braced against the top of the bar as you waited for Penny to pour the beers, and you had a small smile on your lips as you stared at the floor. âIâm so in love with her, Nat,â
His best friend nudged his side with her elbow. âI know you are,â she said as he stood up and placed the cue against the table before beginning to make his way over to you. âHey, that doesnât mean you can just ditch our game! I was winning.â
But Bradley was already towering over you and taking one of the beers from your hand when you turned around. You jump slightly, nearly spilling your own beer as you look up at him. âI was going to bring that over to you,â
He takes a sip from the glass and shrugs, wrapping you up in his free arm and pulling you into his side. âIt had been too long,â
âI was literally gone for less than a minute,â
âThat just proves my point,â he replied as he pulled you towards the pool table. âI should be spending every second with you until tomorrow morning. Deployment rules.â
You scoffed. âYou just made that up,â
He winked at you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders. âI wonât tell if you wonât,â
âNever,â you say and nuzzle closer to him. âIâm going to miss you so much.â
Bradley presses his lips to the top of your head as Nat gets into position at the opposite end of the pool table. âIâm going to miss you, too, sweet girl. Every single day,â he swore. âThe next two months are going to be so lonely without you.â
You lift a brow and give him a teasing smirk. âThey better be,â
âYou two are seriously so cute, I might actually throw up,â Nat muttered as she set down her pool cue. âSo on that note, Iâm going to get a drink. Iâll see you later, Bradshaw. Donât get on that carrier without saying goodbye to me. I mean it.â
She pointed her finger at Bradley, who laughed and gave her a thumbs up. âWouldnât dream of it,â
You and Bradley stayed for about an hour after that before he caved and took you back home, where he spent the rest of the night loving you in every way possible and already trying to make up for lost time.
-
The next morning, after saying a quick goodbye to Nat, you and Bradley were off to the shipping dock once more.Â
It was hard to believe that the last time you were here with him was when you had given your heart to him and he had given it right back to you after damn near shattering it completely.Â
How he managed to get you back after that, heâll never know.Â
It was clear that Bradley was also having a hard time standing on the dock and it was obvious that he, too, was thinking back to that awful day that almost cost him you forever.Â
He dropped his bag and turned to you when he was a few feet away from the ramp, his hands instantly finding their home on your hips. Yours come up to rest on his chest as you try to compose yourself as best as you could manage. âThis is it, pretty girl,â he mumbled as he pulled your body close to his.Â
You nod and wrap your arms around his middle. âI love you, Bradley,â you whisper, unsure if he even heard you as countless other people sent off their loved ones around you.Â
He did, though. âI love you more,â he said back and kissed the top of your head, lingering there for a few seconds so he could inhale the sweet scent of your conditioner. When he pulled away, he was met with the sight of your teary eyes. âItâs okay, baby. We can handle two months.â
You shake your head and look up at him. âItâs not that,â you murmur, blinking away the tears as best as you could. âI was just thinking about the last time we were on this dock. Feels like it was yesterday.â
Bradleyâs heart broke a bit at your words and he wanted to take you into his arms again, but refrained from doing so as he thought about his next move. His pocket felt heavy, even though the object was as light as a coin, and his heart quickly began to beat a bit faster.Â
His face heated up as he took one hand off your waist in order to rummage around in his pocket. âItâs not like last time,â he promised as his fingers felt the cool metal.Â
âI know, but still,â you trail off, furrowing your brows as he continues to feel around in his pocket.Â
âItâs not like last time,â he repeated in a breathy tone as he pulled his hand free. âBecause you didnât have this last time.â He held up a ring that reflected in the rising sunlight, the small object making your mouth part in a silent gasp.
âBradley,âÂ
âIâm sorry,â he said as he got down on one knee right there on the dock. He didnât care about the many people rushing around him as he focused his full attention onto you. âI couldnât wait any longer.â
Your eyes fill with tears once more as he takes your left hand in his. âBradley,â you say again, at a loss for words as he held the ring between his thumb and index finger.Â
âI love you, and I love that youâre the one I get to come home to,â he says, him being the one to wear his heart on his sleeve this time around. âI hope I can return to you as your fiancĂ©, if youâll say yes.â
Your eyes widen and tears freely fall as you bend down to grab either side of his face. âAre you kidding me?â You ask with a laugh and kiss him hard. âOf course Iâll say yes. Iâm saying yes.â
Bradleyâs arms were around you in seconds as he stood back up to his full height, taking you up with him and lifting you off the ground slightly. Neither of you paid any attention to the smiling strangers around you as they witnessed your acceptance of the ring, your lips pressing together in a salty kiss. âYeah?â He asked when he pulled away but kept you close to him.Â
âYes,â you confirm and he took it upon himself to slide the pretty ring onto your finger. âGod, I love you so much.â You say and jump up, wrapping your legs around his waist and kissing him again.Â
He kissed you back as if this was his last time doing so, his arms caging your body tight against his. âI love you,â he says back, kissing you a couple more times as he sees people beginning to board the carrier next to him. âI gotta go, baby. But Iâm coming back to you. Iâm coming back to my fiancĂ©e.â
âStop,â you whine against his mouth. âHow am I supposed to let you leave now?â
He grinned and peppered kisses all over your face. âJust know Iâm going to be thinking about you every single second,â he swore as he set you back down.Â
You nod and grab his bag. âBe careful,â you beg as you hand it to him.
âAlways,â he said as he took his bag and pressed a final kiss to your lips. âI love you.â
âI love you,â
-
âNo fucking way,â Jake muttered as he threw his bag onto his bunk. âYou gotta be kidding me.â
Bradley rolled his eyes from his place on his bed. âCheer up, Hangman,â
Jake rolled his eyes as he sat down and ruffled his pillow. âHow the fuck did we end up as bunkmates,â he muttered under his breath. âI was fine with being deployed with you, but not sleeping in the same room as you.â
Bradley wanted to bite back with some witty remark, but held off as he thought about you and how close you are to the guy beside him. For some reason you adored this guy, and he would just have to accept that Jake Seresin would always be in his life as long as he was in yours, and he planned on being with you for the rest of his days.
He already missed you so much. If he really concentrated and closed his eyes, he was sure heâd still be able to smell the vanilla perfume you wore whenever you left the house.
The same house he now shared with you, officially. Â
Man, is he whipped.
It hadnât even been half an hour and he already craved you beyond words. The video you and he made weighed heavily in his pocket, and he was tempted to watch it now. You got him hard without even being in the same room as him, and he knew he wouldnât last long when he got the chance to watch the video, but having Jake share the same room as him was definitely a mood killer.Â
He just hoped he would get the chance to be alone for at least a small portion of this deployment.Â
Bradley debated on whether or not he should just leave the room and only come back when it was time for bed, but he also knew he was going to have to face Jake at some point.Â
âThis is getting old,â he said as he looked over at Jake. âWhy are you still so pissed off with me?â
Jake sat up a bit straighter. âI said it before. Just because Y/n forgave you doesnât mean I will,â he answered. âYou werenât there, man. She wasâŠ.messed up. You fucked her up, Bradshaw. It was hard to see her like that and know it was partly my fault since Iâm the one who brought you into her life.â
Bradley sat up from his lying position and faced his bunkmate. âI know I fucked up, alright? I know. I thought about it every single day while I was gone. It killed me to know that I made her feel like she wasnât enough and that I wasnât there to tell her that I didnât mean it,â he rasped, his mind going back to how rude he was to you that day. He was such an ass, and you truly didnât deserve any of it, much like how he simply didnât deserve you. That never changed. âIf Iâm being honest, Iâm glad she had you after how I left things. Even if you are a prick sometimes.â
âWow, Bradshaw,â Jake said sarcastically. âAnd here I thought we were having a moment.â
Bradley grunted in response, unsure of how you put up with this literal child. He thought about what to say next, knowing he didnât want the next eight weeks to be tense and awkward between the two men. Without thinking too much more, he says, âI asked her to marry me,â
That had Jakeâs eyes widening. âDamn, Bradshaw, you donât waste any time, do you?â He asked as he leaned forward and braced his elbows on his knees. After a few more seconds he asked, âWhat did she say?â
Bradley smiled at the memory of you jumping on him in front of everyone on that dock and how he helped erase the previous experience, successfully replacing it with a better one. He wished he had thought to take a picture of you wearing the ring, just so he could have something sweet to look at after all the dirty photos, but he also knew there will be time for that later. âShe said yes,âÂ
Jake blew out a huff of breath, nodding afterwards. âThatâs great, man,â he didnât sound too thrilled, but he also didnât sound too pissed. A quiet grunt of disbelief left him before he said, âJust donât hurt her again.â
He then moved to lay back on his bed, pushing his bag and letting it land on the floor. âJake,â Bradley said, his voice more serious than it had been the night they got into that altercation. âI wonât hurt her ever again. I can promise both you and her that. You still donât give a shit about me, and thatâs fine, but we both love her, so we need to learn how to get along. This is my attempt.â
Jake huffed, a bit annoyed at the fact that he knew Bradley was right. âYeah, I guess so,â he muttered, reaching behind him and resting his head on his hands. âFor some reason she seems to actually love you, so I guess sheâs about as smart as your dumb ass.â
Bradley laughed, a genuine sound that had Jake holding back a small smile of his own. âThanks,â he said under his breath. âI mean it, Hangman. I wonât fuck it up again. Sheâs it for me.â
Jake looked over at him and studied his face for a while, noting just how serious he was. He lets out a sigh before saying, âAlright, man. Stick to that promise and give me a warning when you need the room to yourself for a few hours and we might actually survive the next two months,â he says, continuing when Bradley just laughed, âIâm serious. Iâd rather not walk in on you jerking off to whatever sick thought is going through your head.â
Bradley reached into his pocket. âDonât worry, I wonât be thinking about that kind of thing too much,â he says, holding his phone up and smirking. âThatâs what this is for, so I donât have to think about it.â
Jake looked confused for a second before he clued in to the fact that he was insinuating that you had given Bradley plenty of viewing material. He scoffed, rolling his eyes as he tried to fight off a grin. âFuck, this is going to be a long deployment,â
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If youâre not coming home to me [LH]
author's note: I'm sorry for the long wait but it's finally here! I loved writing this and I hope you enjoy it, mwah
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wc: 7032 - english is not my first language! feedback is always appreciated


It all started with an old flame. An âinnocentâ one, Lewis would tell you. But thereâs nothing innocent about a flame that still has the will in itself to burn, only patiently waiting until it finds a match, a bit of dry grass to hold itself onto, finding a fragile area to start its mission: lighting up and letting its flames fly high, burning everything around in the blink of an eye, like itâs nothing.
Amelie had a target in mind, one that would make her rip the entire world wide open, so she could get what she so desperately wanted back: your boyfriend.Â
You never expected to see her again, to be honest. When you started dating Lewis back in the day, you remember how she would try to break your connection, almost haunting your boyfriend down, trying to get him back - even while knowing that you two were already in a relationship. But that was over six years ago.
It was definitely surprising - to say the least - when your boyfriend erupted through the kitchen with some loose words leaving his lips.Â
- Guess who I ran into this morning? - he kissed your temple, waiting for you to perk up your eyebrows at his question. - Amelie! Itâs been so long, I almost didnât recognize her.Â
His nonchalant tone makes your stomach swirl immediately, feeling sick just by hearing her name. All the memories of everything she did to try and ruin your relationship are coming back, almost palpable on the surface of your skin as goosebumps adorn your figure.Â
Lewis notices the serious look on your face, trying to decide if you should talk about it or just pretend that she doesnât exist - and try your best to not let her get to you. The man reaches closer to you, cupping your face in his hands as another soft, warm kiss lands on your forehead.Â
- Donât give me that look - he pleads, his eyes locked with yours. - Itâs been six years, love. I ran into her in the coffee shop and she seemed pretty chill, it was just a nice catch up. Really baby, itâs nothing. She seems like she let that go already, maybe we should do the same. - kissing your lips now, he tries to feel the same source of security and comfort coming from you, something that you canât give him, right now.Â
You know that she didnât come back just to âcatch upâ, you donât believe it. You know, there is this thing with obsessions: they can eventually fall asleep inside of our mind - almost feeling so numb to the point where we think we are over them. But it only takes a small trigger, even a small recollection of a memory, to wake them back up. And once they are back, the obsession kicks like gasoline in the middle of a million lighters.
Amelie and Lewis had a fling, a few months before you met him. And as much as your boyfriend describes it as just that - a mere fling, it definitely was more than that to her. You could see it in her eyes, the way she would threaten you, how hungry she was to get back something that was never truly hers.Â
Your face falls at his words, at the way he seems so naive and even content about seeing her again.Â
- I canât believe you actually think that, especially after everything she has done to us. - your voice is low, almost a whisper as you sip on your tea, desperately refusing to believe your boyfriendâs reaction to all this.Â
The sigh escaping Lewisâ throat tells you everything you need to know. It was best to just ignore all this, ignore her, pretend like she doesnât, actually, exist. And definitely try to pretend like she is not, slowly, trying to come back into your lives.Â
But just like a forest fire, Amelie subtly started to plant her seed in your boyfriendâs mind - a âcatch upâ at the coffee shop turned into a âI saw her again while grocery shopping today! Isnât it crazy?â, and that turned into a âIt seems like sheâs everywhere I go, I just saw her outside my managerâs office, after I left my work meetingâ.Â
- Amelie invited us to dinner at her house, and it turns out she moved to a place not far from here. - another day of Lewis walking inside your home, your sacred and peaceful place away from all the chaos and worries, with her name on his lips again.Â
A lump forms in your throat. She is doing it again, and Lewis seems to be too oblivious to realize it - no matter how hard you try to warn him. Itâs already painful enough to be on social media, since it seems that every time your boyfriend just accidentally âruns into herâ, someone is ready to snap a picture of them together, chatting like they are just old friends.
But the internet doesnât forgive nor forget. Your eyes fill with tears every time they scan another âomg they are back!â comment, another âthey look so cute omfg I canâtâ, and the comparisons that inevitably arise between you and Amelie.Â
Her and Lewis had been spotted together a few times before, the fans found out about their affair - and now, digging up just deep enough to bring back old photos that are almost seven years old, everyone online seems comfortable to let people know their opinion: âLewis and Amelie look so much cuter together than whatever relationship he is in nowâ.Â
With almost an emotionless expression on your face, your words are dry and short.
- Iâm not going to any dinner or whatever idea she might come up with. - you state, turning your back at him as you get ready to go to bed.
Lewis follows your figure through the corridors, your shadows mirrored on the walls representing the distance growing between your frames lately.Â
- Donât you think that you are being a bit paranoid, now? Come on, sheâs just being nice, Y/N. - he huffed impatiently, growing tired of how hard you tend to state your ground when it comes to this situation. Lewis knows how harmless this invitation was, he saw it in Amelieâs eyes - believing he can still, somehow, read through her.Â
Swallowing the cries that threaten to erupt through your bones once again, you decide to ignore his words, dodging a growing fight that could crash between you two at any time now.Â
Lewis sighs again at your actions, using his fingers to rub his eyes - genuinely growing tired of the way you have been reacting, lately.Â
Ever since he let you know that Amelie was back, you had been feeling more anxious than usual. The girl that made your life a living hell, that stalked Lewis everywhere he went for months, that kept sending you threatening letters to your address, is back. How can you ignore it? How can your boyfriend act this chill about something as serious as this person walking back into your lives? And how is he capable of letting her in again?
Feeling your hands trembling through the whole day, avoiding your phone and especially social media at all costs, your breathing is heavy in your chest until he comes back home from all his work duties and meetings - truly feeling afraid of what can happen while Amelie âfinds himâ outside.Â
To Lewis, this is just someone from his past coming back to catch up, thatâs all. He enjoys the way she seems to smile more now, she seems to feel lighter, really as if she is a changed person. And he believes her, he buys all her stories and regrets and sees all their encounters as âaccidentalâ, like she makes him think.
The thing about planting a seed is: you need to be patient, really patient. You need to wait for the weather to change, admiring how the dark clouds slowly start to cover the blue sky, taking over the atmosphere, enjoying every little drop of rain that lands on the soil, so the little seed can begin to blossom.
With distance growing between your bodies and hearts, silence filling the room so a fight wouldnât erupt, taking the place of where once laid the peaceful and loving moments that you two once shared, your heart sinks at the realization of whatâs happening: you relationship of six years, doomed to fail, due to an old ghost that decided to come back.Â
Lewis canât stand being at home, to be honest. He hates how the environment feels heavy between you two, he hates the way you snake out of his touch whenever he tries to come close and hug you. But he canât, for the life of him, understand your reactions to all of this. He canât understand why you seem to be incapable of giving the girl a second chance to make things right after all the wrongs she committed.Â
Going out to have dinner with his best friends to try and forget about your rotting relationship and the never ending doubts that surround him, Lewis furrows his eyebrows when he finds Amelie sitting at the bar of the restaurant.Â
Itâs one of his favorite restaurants, she knew that. And maybe itâs just another coincidence that they are in the same place, at the same time again. Or maybe itâs the invisible string that Amelie slowly pulls and manipulates the way she wants, playing with her own seed that keeps growing in Lewisâ mind, desperate for the winds to blow in her favour as she finally lights the match.
Getting closer to him when the man goes to say hello, they share a warm glance before Amelieâs lips crash with Lewisâ, her hand snaking to his neck, her fingers intertwining with his braids. Thereâs a brief moment of confusion in his brain, and he canât help but kiss her back, his hands mindlessly reaching for her waist.Â
The girl smirks in her mind, chanting glory as she got what she wanted, feeling as if she has Lewis wrapped around her finger already. Now, her fire is just a brief moment away from spreading and causing all the damage itâs intended to.Â
Some seconds later, Lewis pushes her frame away from him, his brain finally reacting to what just happened.Â
- Amelie, what the fuck? Have you lost your mind?! - he shouts, pure anger and regret flooding his veins as he realizes what he has done.Â
With pleading eyes, the girl looks back at him, trying to get her body closer to his, only to be continuously pushed away by Lewis.
- You kissed me back! I knew it, Lew! I knew we still had something special, you canât deny! - she insists, and the scene between the two steals everyoneâs attention at the restaurant.Â
Lewisâ friends come inside to find him in the middle of all the shouting and screaming, the pleas and the fight taking place, reaching to get him out of there.Â
- You were a mistake. Get that inside your fucking thick skull and leave me and my girlfriend alone! I should have never listened to you and your acts, you are fucking evil! - he shouts at her face, leaving the girl teary eyed at the bar.Â
Taking a deep breath, Lewis canât even answer all the questions that are being thrown at him by his friends. âWhat happened? Who is she? Why did you say all those things?â - his brain canât follow all the information that he needs to process, he can only think about you, and about how badly he had just fucked up.Â
Driving back home to you, your boyfriendâs body is trembling, anxiety washing over him as he tries to figure what is the best thing he can do now. Telling you about this scene will only make things worse between you two, and right now, he just wants to hug you tight, he wants to hold you close until he feels his heartbeat calming down, forgetting about the biggest mistake he just made as he savors the familiarity of your lips.Â
At the end of the day, you were right - you always are. He chuckles slightly at the way he can hear your voice in his head, bragging about how your intuition never fails. Every other day, the man would roll his eyes at your remark, but this time, he canât. You were right from the beginning, and he was the dumb one that fell for the trap - possibly risking everything, putting your relationship on the line.Â
You find it weird when he comes home way earlier than what you expected, immediately reaching for you with his arms wide open, ready to engulf you in a much needed hug - one that you were missing so much, one that definitely seems to glue all your pieces back together.Â
- Iâm sorry, love. You were right about Amelie all along, I should have listened to you. Sheâs a mistake that I left in the past, and I promise I wonât bring her into our present anymore. - he says in your ear while still hugging you close, one of his hands caressing your hair as the other rubs your back soothingly.
With furrowed eyebrows, you look up at him.Â
- Did something happen? Why are you mentioning this now? - you canât help but question, finding his behaviour extremely weird tonight. - No. I just spoke to the boys about all this, they opened my eyes to a lot of things. - Lewis decides to take the easy way: lie to you, and hope for the best. - I was just a dumb ass, babe. Iâm sorry. We need to focus on ourselves and our future, not the past. - his words are truthful, full of meaning, looking you in the eyes before pressing his lips against yours in a loving kiss.Â
The way he is talking to you, kissing you and touching you again in such a warm, gentle way, looking at you like you are the one for him, brings some peace back to your heart - maybe thereâs still some hope for you and your relationship.Â
During that night, your figures heavily contrast with each other: on one hand, itâs been a while since you have had such a peaceful sleep, safely wrapped in your boyfriendâs arms; on the other, Lewis canât sleep. He canât stop thinking about the way Amelieâs lips touched his, reigniting an old sparkle that he thought was long forgotten and erased from his mind, his body. His brain is torturing him, feeling guilty from lying to you, but feeling too scared to tell you the truth at the same time. His heart races in his chest and heâs surprised that it hasnât woken you up yet, the beat confusing his own thoughts. As much as Amelie might have been a fun chapter in Lewisâ book, itâs undoubtedly with you that he wants to secure his future, his mind reminding him of the ring that he keeps safely hidden in the back of his side of the closet: just trying to find the courage, the right moment to ask you to be his forever. But what if Amelieâs presence just arrived to ruin it all for the both of you? What if he is not as sure as he used to be about getting married?
You missed waking up to the sun warming your skin, mixed with the warmth erupting from Lewisâ body as he held you close to him, even in a sleepy state. Last nightâs small conversation really put an end to your insecurities and fears, finally feeling like you and your boyfriend are on the same page again. The tip of your nose gently nudges his, seeing how a smile slowly starts showing on his features when he wakes up to a happy, relieved girlfriend.Â
The way you two stay in bed for a bit longer, pushing all your responsibilities to later, and just enjoy the silence - the comfortable one now, your favorite type, erupt through the air as you share long, passionate kisses, promises of love, of a forever by each otherâs side.
When the alarm rings for the 4th time, both of you know you canât postpone it furthermore, and finally get out of bed. Lewis decides to go for a run, while you take in the way your spirit feels so light right now, to go back to painting your favourite moments.Â
Itâs been a while since you have been in your painting space, and even in your painting mindspace. Itâs been a while since you have dedicated some time to the thing you love doing the most. With a brief sigh leaving your lips, you get to work, grabbing the pencils and putting the different colors together.Â
Last night, alongside the moments from this morning, doesnât leave your mind. The way you feel so unique, loved, protected, understood - something that you have been craving for so long, lately, warms your heart in an inexplicable way.Â
So you use it as inspiration: the pencil draws the curvy lines that display the figure of two bodies intertwined, the yellow-ish shade representing the sun illuminating you, the lines adding movement - representing the gentle caresses, the hungry love shared in between the sheets.
After around 45 minutes, you look at the canvas in front of you, proud of the final result. âOne that belongs nowhereâ - you decide to title it, smiling to yourself at the thought of how many times you would playfully ask your other half to ditch all his work responsibilities, just to stay a little longer with you in bed. âYou donât belong anywhere in those meetings, you only belong in between these coversâ - you would say in between kisses, making it always harder for him to leave.Â
Coming down to the kitchen after washing away all the remnants of painting from your fingers, you scrunch your face as you see a letter under your front door. Picking it up from the floor, you examine the envelope. Itâs plain white, with no address or information, except for your name written on the front of it. With furrowed brows, you sit on the couch, opening it up.Â
âDear Y/N, itâs been a while since the last time we saw each other. I actually feel sorry for that: I miss the way your eyes would widen every time you saw me, how hard I would make you cry with my threats. I just missed you. And thatâs why I decided to come back.Â
To tell you the truth, you were never the problem, really. I was fine with your existence while you were nobody in my path. I just hate the feeling of having someone messing with me, stealing from me something that belongs to me, and me only.Â
But thankfully, Iâm a better person now. Thatâs why I didnât come for you, this time. And least, not directly. You see, you canât stop a flame that still has so much in itself to burn. Same way I couldnât stop Lewis from kissing me last night, when we met at his favorite restaurant. I feel sorry for you, because you will never be able to experience the type of energy that sparkles between our bodies.Â
You know what they say? You won't have learned anything until you've learned the hurt or the blessing of being expendable. Maybe youâll learn it the hard way.Â
Wish you all the best, from the bottom of my heart.
AmelieâÂ
Your shaky hands hold the piece of paper in front of you, as tears flow down your face. You canât believe your eyes, you just wish this can all be a bad dream that you will eventually wake up from in the next couple of hours. But, unfortunately, itâs not. Everything makes sense now: the way Lewis got home so early last night, how he was acting so weird, how he immediately felt the need to say that Amelie was a mistake, and that you two should focus on your relationship - he was feeling guilty because of what happened.
Uncontrollable sobs leave your body as you start packing your clothes, absolutely done with your relationship with Lewis, a mountain of thoughts and doubts forming in your brain. If he had the nerve to lie to you about this, what else could he be lying about? Does your relationship stand built on lies?Â
The man comes back from his run after a while, sweating and panting as he walks inside.
- Baby, Iâm home! - he calls your name, searching for you through the rooms.Â
Itâs the sound of your sniffles that catches his attention, walking to your shared closet, only to find your tear stained face, sobbing uncontrollably as you continue packing your bags.Â
- Whatâs going on, love? Why are you crying? And packing? - he asks, rushing over to your side as you push him away immediately. - Donât âloveâ me! And donât you even dare ask me what happened, when you know damn well what happened! - you raise your tone at him, pure anger showing in your bloodshot eyes now, your caterpillars bursting from all the ugly crying that leaves your body.Â
Thereâs a confused expression on his face, that soon enough turns into a worried one, a guilty one. He knows what he did, and to find you in this state, thereâs only one possible scenario: you, somehow, found out about it.Â
Even if he stays silent for what feels like an eternity, his figure tries to come closer to yours, to reach for you, to try and hug you, comfort you. But the last thing you want right now is to feel the touch of a traitor, someone you trusted your life, your secrets, your insecurities with - only for him to end up fucking it all up, flushing six years that you spent together down the drain.Â
- Baby, please listen to me. Please, this is not what you are thinking. - you cut him off immediately, running on absolutely zero patience and tolerance to hear his made up stories about how this is all a misunderstanding. - I donât want to hear it! Iâve had enough, Lewis. Ever since she came back, all you did was talk about her, meet her at random places, letting me know how she was now a different person. What are you going to tell me? That you two didnât kiss last night, when you were supposed to be having dinner with your âfriendsâ? Huh? - your tone is harsh, hitting Lewis like a million bricks straight to the heart.Â
He knows you are right. And now he regrets hiding it from you, but he was just genuinely trying to avoid all this, he was doing what he thought was best to prevent you from getting your heart broken, from destroying your relationship even more. He didnât mean for any of this to happen, he didnât want to find you packing, ready to leave him as soon as possible.Â
- Your silence says it all. You are the biggest disappointment of my life, Lewis. - a bitter chuckle leaves your lips, as you grab your bag and walk past his shape, leaving the room.Â
Lewisâ breathing is erratic, tears are flowing down his own eyes as well, mirroring your stained cheeks. He follows you close, as close as you allow him to be.Â
- Y/N please, this was just all a big mistake, please listen to me, you canât leave! Iâm so sorry, baby. Please, donât do this to me, Amelie is gone from our lives and I- - She is out of your life and so am I, Lewis. But if you two had so much fun together, you should give her a call, now that you are single. - you ironically say, grabbing your stuff and opening the front door, wiping the thick tears away. - Iâll be back to pick up the rest of my belongings when you are not here.Â
And just like that, you close the door behind you. Not even a goodbye, not even one last glance shared.Â
Lewis feels his body giving in, falling to his knees as desperation fills his entire body, the never-ending feeling of guilt and anger corrupting him now. For him, itâs like all the lights have been turned off in his life, leaving him to deal with a never ending darkness, now. How is he supposed to do it all without you? His heart sinks in his chest, his cries growing louder as he curses himself for everything he has done for the past couple of weeks, knowing that he is entirely responsible for losing you.Â
How is he supposed to come home now, if he is not coming home to you? He is not coming back to your smile, to your silly jokes, to your loud laughs that would echo through the entire house, filling his stomach with butterflies as if he was a teenager looking at his crush. How is he supposed to move on from this? The loss of the love of his life, his safe haven, the one he would trust with his life. How is he supposed to live his life, now? You two were supposed to get married. In a perfect world, Lewis would now be on his knee, proposing to you next to a breathtaking sunset - and still, he would be giving you all of his attention, because you are the only sight that takes his breath away, the one that makes his legs go weak. And in a perfect world, you would say âyesâ, securing your story of a âforeverâ together, dreaming about a family that would fill your hearts with so much more love - the mini versions of the two of you running around the house, filling the air with giggles and joy.Â
Mirroring Lewis, you sit in your car, letting your sobs run free as you mourn the failure of a relationship that you thought it would be forever. Screams leave your body, feeling so desperate, so distressed, with an agonizing pain so strong in your chest that you could die right here, right now - feeling your heart cracking into a million pieces, the hurt being too much to bear. You lean your face on the steering wheel, punching it over and over again, not knowing how to deal with the anger and frustration surrounding you.Â
Itâs all too much, right now. For the past six years, you and Lewis have had a relationship that everyone would dream of, the strongest connection that you have ever felt, the feeling of companionship, of pure understanding and love stringing you along as the two of you pictured a life by the otherâs side - or, at least, you thought he did too. Never, in your worst nightmare, would you imagine that Lewis would do this to you. In your books, he would be the one to cure your aching heart, not the one letting it fall to the floor, breaking it, stepping on it even more.Â
The pain you feel is so unbearable, feeling it squeezing your throat, removing all the air from your lungs, feeling more and more exasperated as the seconds go by. You opened the door to your life, to your heart, to him. He was the one that you let in after so many heartbreaks and disappointments, trying your best to heal from all your past trauma so you could receive him with open arms in your house, letting him sit comfortably on the couch of your routine, lying his head on the pillows of your dreams, walking through the alleys of your veins. If he wanted to come inside of your most sacred home so much, why didnât he fully come in? Why did he kept a foot inside and another on the outside of your door? Why did he have to go running back outside once he found a crack of a different light? What is this kind of love that sees your world in its entirety, but doesnât see you?
You canât control your breaths, you canât control your cries. Your vision is blurry and your head feels dizzy from all the distress rushing through you. So you try to take deep breaths, leaning your head back in your seat, as you try to come to a conclusion, trying your hardest to put an end to this.Â
Now is the hour. You said your goodbyes - or what was left to say, and thereâs nothing left for you to save, you two donât belong together anymore. Now, the best you can do is mourn, keeping all the good memories with him inside a small box, thatâs safely stored in a drawer, in the back of your brain, somewhere only you can go, somewhere no one else will find them. Thereâs no need to anticipate the sadness that will haunt you for the next months, maybe even years. You shouldnât expect too much from the tears leaving your eyes. Instead, you savor them, drinking them as you feel grateful to be able to taste them while you are alive, even if you feel like you are slowly dying right now.
Just like you, Lewis also feels like a part of him is missing. Ever since he learned how to love you the way you needed, he also feels this weird sensation in his chest, now that you are gone. Itâs almost like a strange love, that keeps running around with no way to go, walking side by side with him, inside of him, as he doesnât have you to give it to. Itâs this powerful feeling that he holds, but only belongs to you. And without you, he will forever hold it in, as it continuously reminds him of you.Â
There it is: the wildfire that Amelie carefully planned and planted, destroying every single memory, every single detail and feeling that has ever lived between the two of you for so long. All the bridges are burning, all the doors are closing, the one thing that will remain is the ashes of what you two once were.Â
The flames consume your days, every hour of your routines, that now feel so different without the otherâs presence. What once was the warmth of your partnerâs embrace, now is just smoke standing beside both of you, almost creating the perfect shape of the other.Â
Months slowly pass by, and to tell the truth, you feel like you caught fire, like an unexpected flash in the daylight. Feeling like a divine altar yet to be open, an entire church on fire, ruining around you, burning all by yourself. Lewisâ life feels the same - the fire that never ends, getting caught in his throat, running in his veins as he feels the madness in himself of feeling like he keeps slowly burning, like he is made of embers, warming up his thoughts, fuming his mind, without being a controlled one. But desperation hits, because you were meant to burn together, your flames intertwining with each other, consuming everything around you. In the end, itâs like you are not really burning, not really a forest fire. In the end, you are all just ashes.Â
The only thing thatâs left of the two of you, is all the paintings of the moments you shared, the ones you decided to eternalize in canvas.Â
Itâs only been four months since you saw Lewis for the last time, trying your best to move on with your life, even if you canât really move on from him. Life takes so much, but it also gives a lot: it stole the love of your life from you, but has given you the biggest opportunity of your career - an exhibition of your talent, your paintings hanging on the walls of one of the most important art galleries in London.Â
It was a three day exhibition - from friday to sunday, and you were thrilled to see so many people there, enjoying your projects, admiring your talent. You nervously and quietly walked around the room, hearing compliments from everyone, networking through the day, enjoying this moment that seems dedicated to you, gifted by life.Â
But destiny has a weird way of doing things, of bringing people back together - the invisible strings working harder and wrapping around you tighter if needed. A knot forms in your stomach as you look around the room, your eyes landing on him.Â
There he is: the man that ripped your heart apart, but who you undoubtedly have been missing like crazy. All dressed in black, trying not to draw any attention to himself - this is your moment, after all - he was already looking at you as his feet slowly moved in your direction.Â
Your body feels frozen in place, and you canât escape him - or maybe you just donât want to. Your eyes meet in a familiar, yet hurt sensation, both of you feeling the remnants of everything that happened on the surface of your skin. Silence strings you along as you take in each other's features - the dark bags, the small eyes, the exhausted expressions that you two carry around. The lack of emotions that stuck around after you lost one another is showing, at the same time that you still feel so much for each other, as if nothing ever changed.
- Itâs good to see you again. - Lewis lets you know, his voice low and hoarse, his eyes still piercing yours. - Unfortunately, I canât say the same about you. - you lie. Words could never describe how much you miss him, how he seems to appear next to you in a dream every single night, how badly you wish you could run back to his arms, losing yourself in his touch one more time.Â
But you canât. Nothing can erase what happened from your mind, the problems and ills that it left on you - marking you forever. Right now, you are no longer the light soul that you used to be. You know that, deep down, you are drowning in the sorrow you have immersed yourself in. Slowly, you manage to stick your head out, taking in some deep breaths of oxygen - so no, you canât run back to him, you canât allow yourself to give in again. You canât let him in to the point of his waves crashing down on you again, taking all the oxygen from your lungs once more, making you drown completely.Â
He sighs, feeling all the coldness erupting from you, delving into his own figure. The air grows thick between both of you again, something so familiar and sad about your interactions ever since Amelie came back into your lives. Somewhere, there must be a portion of the truth, a part of an apology and some forgiveness that was within your reach, but neither of you ever saw.
- Y/N, Iâm really sorry. I wish I could go back and make everything different, but unfortunately I canât. The only thing I can tell you is how badly I miss you, how badly I love you. How this feeling is so strong in my chest that it suffocates me, and it will never stop. You are the best thing that ever happened to me, and I just wish you could give me a chance to show you that. - Lewis tells you, his words full of meaning and he keeps rubbing his hands, feeling nervous himself about pouring his emotions out for you again.Â
Silence fills your end, your mind a mess, creating a chaos that you donât seem to be able to follow, looking into him, reading him like you know so well.Â
- Tell me, Y/N. Say it to me. Say that you donât love me anymore. Say that you donât think about everything we had, the six years we spent together. Tell me that I donât mean anything to you anymore. - he knows you canât. Lewis knows what he is doing, and you know it too, your nails digging the skin of your palmÂ
You are far away from healing, but you know that you will, one day, reach the moment when you donât feel a thing about him anymore - a day when you will finally learn how to float in your sea of sadness, regrets and disappointments. You are relearning how to live without him by your side, trying to let go and forget about what he did, and you tried so hard to learn how to read, how to paint in the midst of your tears and pain, only for him to show up now, making your heart feel small in your chest once again.
- Because I think about you every single minute, every single hour of every single day. Please, give me one more chance, make me feel like home again, baby. Come back home, to me. Let me make you feel at home again. - Lewis insists, seeing the way your eyes are filled with warm tears now, definitely getting a reaction of your most emotional state - mirroring the way his gaze is growing blurry with tears as well. - You donât belong to me, Lewis. In fact, you donât belong to anyone, you belong nowhere. - you say, an ironic smile playing on your lips as you accidentally quote the title of the last painting you did inspired by him.Â
Turning your back at him, you walk away, with the intention of getting out of his life for good, leaving your broken heart in this room, in the middle of everything you painted - the good memories, the heartbreak he caused - for him to hold in his hands, having to deal with the weight of his decisions, of his mistakes, of the way he ruined the best thing he ever had.Â
It will be so hard for you to forget him, and every single detail that you know about him, every line of his body, every detail of his skin. It will be hard to ignore how, during the autumn, everything turns into the color of his eyes, how you seem to hear his giggles in your mind, even when the environment surrounding you is dead silent.Â
But it will be extra hard for Lewis, feeling responsible for fucking it up - blaming himself every single day for losing you, for wasting his happiness, allowing your relationship to slip between his fingers, knowing so well that he could have prevented all this. If he wasnât such a fool, now he would be engaged to the love of his life, writing the continuation of your story together.Â
Your now ex-boyfriend made sure to buy the central piece of your art exhibition, the painting where you dedicated your attention to the most particular characteristics of the way your bodies would intertwine with each other when you were together.Â
If he canât have you back, at least he will have a memory of your time spent together, hanging gloriously in the center of his living room - showing how proud he is, and will always be of you.Â
Sitting on the couch, looking straight into the canvas, he admires your talent, replaying the last moments of love that you two shared in his head, knowing that he will never be able to feel that way again. Without you, the house feels empty, dark and Lewisâ emotions being all over the place, are the only thing keeping him company - alongside Roscoe, that lays his head on Lewisâ leg, silently comforting him as he looks up at the man.Â
- Iâm sorry, buddy. Itâs just the two of us, again. - he says to the dog, letting the tears fall free from his eyes as he realizes that this is it. Thereâs no going back, thereâs nothing he can do to get you back.
He will never be able to express how much he regrets all of this, how desperate he feels to have you back, how badly he needs you by his side again. But youâre not coming back, and the only thing he has connecting him to you, is the painting of your shadows loving each other. The canvas makes his mind wander through the corners of what you two once had, and reality hits again: at the end of the day, nothing is eternal. But your skin touching his, really could stop time from passing by.Â
Admiring your art, thinking about how special and unique you are, Lewis realizes that he really mastered the art of fucking up, breaking your connection, trust and love - leaving you beyond repair, exactly how he feels, as well.Â
Picking up the ring from its box, he holds it up, inspecting each detail of the jewel that was supposed to rest on your finger, holding a promise of a forever by each otherâs side. His gaze switches between the ring and the painting, regret splattered across his chest as he closes his fist around the diamond. Why did he have to be so dumb? Why did he make the wrong choice? A stupid decision, created by nonsense, that made him lose everything that he would always hang on to so dearly, when life would get tough.Â
Now, you wonât braid his hair anymore, you wonât take sweet, long, relaxing baths together, he wonât prank you again, he wonât feel your soothing touch in his tense body, he wonât listen to your pillow talks whenever you struggle with insomnia from now on.Â
Love is so much more than just kissing and having sex. Real love is the delicate and passionate intimacy surrounding your souls, closely connected as if you were one, something that Lewis had never felt before with anyone else.
He knows that he will never find someone that will be able to fill the void that your absence left in his heart, safely keeping your engagement ring close to his belongings, never forgetting about his plans with you. Itâs you. You are the one for him, the only one he wants a future with, and you will always be. And from now on, he will never be the same again, and nothing makes sense to him, because you are not coming home to him anymore.
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till dawn || eyeless jack || the finale
SMUT. MINORS DNI. 18+. this oneâs a lil fluffy not gonna hold you guys. iâm so sad to see till dawn end :â) but all good things must come to an end eventually. i think down the line i will create a bonus chapter, but for now this is the end of till dawn. love you all. mwah!
bonus part is here
Knock knock knock!
A groan of annoyance left your lips, your senses resuming as you regained consciousness.
âWake up fuckers! You owe us waffles!â Benâs cheery voice flooded your ears, his voice echoing down the hallway outside of Jacks room. You sighed, rolling over and shoving Jack awake. A confused snore escaped his lips, his eye sockets finally opening.
âHuh?â
âBen wants waffles,â You sighed, flopping back down onto your pillow. Unfortunately you both had lost one too many rounds of mario kart, resorting in a wager of cooking breakfast to end in Benâs favor. Jack groaned. âOkay Ben give us five minutes!â He called. You rubbed your eyes, looking over at the window. The sun had just reached above the trees, the sunlight beams streaming across the room. A triumphant Ben continued down the hallway, whistling proudly.
âHoly fuck, what time is it?â
Jack chuckled, sitting up against the headboard.
âI told you weâd only have till dawn before someone showed up at our doorstep about breakfast.â
He was right, but converting to rising at the early hours and staying up late was exhausting. You rolled over lazily, your back turned to him. âHave none of them ever heard of sleep schedules?â You grumbled. Jack couldnât help but chuckle, your settlement into the mansion one that occurred with ease. Your charming personality and ability to cook won everyone over, even the proxies.
âWe live in Slenderâs mansion babe, weâre lucky the sun even rises here,â Jack replied, pressing a soft kiss against the back of your head. Slendermanâs reaction was a completely different story, the explanation of your existence the longest tale Jack had ever had to explain. Letting humans know about creeps existence was grounds for exile. It was forbidden to make spectacles out of themselves, even if the long term plan was for you to become a creep. (Which, it was not even an option to Jack.)
Becoming one, losing that grasp on sanity or facing an unfortunate fate of torture and death could never be planned though. Unless of course you were Jeff, then you knew how to create an arch nemesis. Jack would never want that for you, which he explained to Slender. Out of all of the mansions residents and outsiders, there was not another creature like Jack. A creature that went into an animalistic heat and needed to mate. Slender knew this and that led to his approval.
Another factor that Slender considered was that Jack was the oldest and wisest. If he was to entrust anyone to bring a human into the house, it was him.
Jack curled up beside you, your back pressing against his chest. âSleepy this morning are we?â Jack asked teasingly, peppering kisses on your neck and shoulder. You chuckled, moving yourself closer to him. âI wouldâve gotten better sleep if someone hadnât kept me up all night,â You replied. A mischievous smile spread across Jacks lips, his hand slithering down to your hips.
âIf it makes you feel any better iâm sure Clockwork didnât get much sleep either,â Jack said, his lips refusing to stray far from your skin. His hand slithered further up your skin, slipping under your nightgown. You bit your bottom lip, Jacks fingertips lightly tracing your skin. âThats gonna make a terrible first impression,â You sighed. Clockwork didnât frequent at the mansion, leading to you never officially meeting her. Having her room be next door and hearing you beg for more? Not exactly the best first impression.
âThere have been worse my love. When Jeff first came here Slender tried to make him a proxy. He tried to burn the mansion down,â Jack said, cupping your heart. Your thin panties blocked him from complete access to your cunt. Your breath was becoming shaky, your thighs opening more for him. He inhaled deeply, the smell of your arousal hitting his nostrils. âYou just canât get enough can you?â Jack teased. You groaned softly as he rubbed more harshly against the fabric.
âOf you? Never,â You replied, satisfied to feel Jack push your panties to the side. His lips attached themselves to your neck, his boner poking you from behind. You could feel him suck at your skin harshly, purposefully littering your neck with as many marks as possible. âIâm going to keep looking like a wounded puppy if my neck stays forever purple,â You chuckled, gasping as his fingers rubbed up and down your wet slick. You bit your bottom lip, two of his digits dipping into your cunt.
âMy wounded puppy,â Jack snickered. He curled his fingers inside of you, your hand finding its way to his aching cock. He gasped as you palmed at the fabric of his basketball shorts, slipping your hand underneath the waistband. âNot sure if weâre doing to have time for this love,â Jack admitted, even if he didnât want it to be true. You moaned in response, pumping his shaft as he finger fucked you. âIt can be quick,â You offered. You bit the inside of your cheek, refraining from moaning louder.
âPlease,â You whimpered, sealing your fate. Jack grinned, the two of you eagerly switching positions. Jacks back hit the soft mattress, licking his lips as you straddled him. Your panties had been discarded, his shorts and boxers pooling at his ankles. Jack was never one to not be in control of sex, even with you riding him. Sometimes heâd let you pretend you were in control, if he was feeling nice enough. But each time you got a bit out of line, Jack was quick to put you in your place. However, he couldnât deny how ethereal you looked riding him.
You lowered yourself onto his cock, both of you exhaling in relief as he bottomed out inside of you. The shape of his cock bugled from your stomach as it always did, a subtle, very hot reminder that he was much bigger than you. Jacks hands found your hips, leaning forward to kiss you as he guided you. You groaned into his mouth as you rode his cock, his tip hitting your g spot. Playfully you grabbed his shoulders, pushing him back onto the bed. Jack admired your breast bouncing as you chased your high, riding him like a wild animal.
Your body over time came to crave Jacks almost identically to the way he craved yours. (He couldnât help but wonder if scientifically his cum had altered your hormones.) You smiled lovingly as you looked down at Jack, his facial expression one of contentment. The sun had risen higher, hitting his face at a flattering angle. It highlighted his sharp jawline and round nose. âWhatâs so funny?â Jack asked. You shook your head, continuing to hold your sinful noises in the best you could as you rode his cock. âYou just look so handsome like this,â You complimented.
Jack blinked, âWhat, under you?â
You giggled, playfully slapping his shoulder. âNo EJ, with the sun shining on your skin,â You replied, rolling your eyes. Jack leaned forward, wrapping his arms around your back. He completely and utterly adored you, your flattery and complimentary of him meaning the world. âYou look even better, so beautiful taking my cock like this,â He huffed, snapping his hips upwards. You whined as he began to move faster, taking control. You buried your face into the crook of his neck, biting down on his skin to control your noises.
âThats it, bite me as hard as you want love. Mark me,â Jack panted, his cock abusing your cervix. He was tempted to say hell to breakfast, flipping you over and fucking you senseless like the animal inside of him craved. But he knew you cared about his roommates opinion of you, even if to Jack he wouldnât consider them friends five out of seven days of the week. Your teeth sank into Jacks shoulder, a subtle growl escaping his throat.
Something about seeing you so primal, but so desperate to keep quiet made him pound into you harder. You could feel yourself getting closer to the edge, a trail of saliva dripping down Jacks shoulder as your teeth clenched around his skin. You whimpered, your hands tangling themselves in his hair as you came on his cock. Your walls spasmed around his shaft, a deep grunt escaping his lips as he came inside of you.
You released his shoulder, grimacing down at the bite mark. âHoly fuck, I donât know where that came from,â You panted. Neither of you had moved, Jacks gaze moving to your breast. âNeither do I, but it was pretty fucking hot,â He admitted, kissing your breast.
âWaffles! Waffles! Waffles!â
The sound of Toby and Ben chanting from downstairs made you chuckle. Jack could hear them slamming their silverware down on the kitchen table, the sound making his ears twitch. You slowly slid off of you, whimpering as your walls squeezed the air. His cum slowly dripped down your cunt, the sight the most satisfying sight to Jack in the world. He laid back on the bed, propping himself up with his hands behind his head.
He admired you as you brushed your hair, throwing on clothes. You were so focused, Jacks staring going over your head. It wasnât until you were ready, turning around to find Jack undressed and unbothered. âWhat are you doing? Benâs gonna come through our radio any minute now if you donât get dressed,â You say. Jack rose to his feet, bringing your back against his chest. He towered over you easily, resting his chin on the top of your head.
âHow did I ever get so lucky?â He murmured, pressing a kiss to your head. You giggled, examining your stomach. âDo you think youâll ever get me pregnant one of these days?â You asked curiously. Jacks eyebrows furrowed, his large hands resting on top of yours. âYou do know thatâs scientifically impossible right?â He asked. Yeah, maybe his cum was seeping into your hormones. Or maybe your brain.
âYeah itâs still a nice thought though,â You shrug. Turning around you wrapped your arms around his neck, admiring him from below. Your eyes were dancing with curiosity. Tilting your head to the side a simple question left your tongue, âIf I somehow did, youâd want to keep it right?â
Millions of thoughts soared through Jacks mind, ones mixed with the joy of parenthood and ones of terror. Would the fetus become a demon just like him? Or would it be as beautiful as you? What would it eat? Would raising a child in a mansion full of monsters from its worst nightmares be sustainable? But as he looked down at your puppy dog eyes, your orbs flickering back and forth as you awaited an answer.
Creeps had never procreated before, successfully anyways. It would be a first for all of them, especially Jack. He wanted to believe there was a piece of him that wasnât an organ eating monster. One that could raise and love a child that was a mixture with the person he loved the most. He was almost sure he wouldâve gotten you pregnant by now, with the amount of times heâd locked you into the mating press alone.
Truth was Jack would give you whatever you wanted, even if it was most likely scientifically impossible. âI want whatever you want my love,â He purred, pressing a tender kiss to your temple.
Bang bang bang!
âEJ learn how to keep it in your pants and pour some batter in the waffle maker instead!â Ben called.
You giggled, Jack sighing as he pulled on his pants.
âAnd in the mean time we have Ben.â
âWe most certainly do and thatâs enough for me.â
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What are the windbreaker boys' doing for no nut november lol
OOO HOW MUCH FUN IS THIS???
Also anon I am so so sorry how long this took me to get to, with my hiatus and the big sad Iâm getting through everything now thank you for your patience MWAH.
No nut November for the windbreaker boys, I think can be broken up into a few categories (I hope itâs okay I did this kind of format I just wanted to include ALL the ones I could). SMUT under the cut.
Failed (lasted a week or less):
This man started it to join in on the challenge. He was absolutely so confident so absolutely CONVINCED that he could make it the whole month without finishing. However, when you walk into your shared living room in nothing but one of his shirts and a pair of panties he can swear that he could hear his heart racing in his ears. He swore you never looked more beautiful than you had in that moment. He felt faint, felt like he hadnât had your taste on his lips in months (it had been three days). He craved you. It was then and there that he realized he made a grave mistake, he knew there was no way he was going to make it out of this month alive.
He tries, he tries to rush off to the bathroom, flushing his body with cold water or thinking of the most un-sexy things that he could, but he felt like it was putting a bandaid on a bullet hole. His cock ached, he craved you far too much. As he stood under the cold water of the shower, he wondered what he was doing this for. Some bragging rights? Yeah. Fuck. That. He is leaving that shower and walking right up to where you stood, not caring that his skin was cold and damp. His lips attaching to the skin of your neck in frenzied kisses.
âWhat are you doing? Arenât you doing your challenge?â
Your words fell on deaf ears, any further ones would be silenced as his mouth claimed your own. Tongue invading your mouth before you had a chance to even string a coherent thought. Large hands hoisted you up on the counter, slotting himself between you parted thighs to deepen the kiss. One hand steadying you with a grip on your hip, the other still placed on your thigh to pull you as close as possible to his body.
âFuck that dumb ass challenge, cant go another moment without having you, baby.â
(HAJIME UMEMIYA, Akihiko Nirei, Choji Tomiyama, Taiga Tsugeura, Teruomi Inugami, Minoru Kanuma & Kanon Banjo)
Failed (almost made it to the end of the month):
He was confident, too, had already lasted over half the month. Maybe even into the third week of the month. He could see, though, how it was affecting you. The way he had seen you rubbing your thighs together, the way you had curled around him in your sleep, you were being deprived of pleasure. That because of a challenge he decided to participate in, he inadvertently has force you to participate in as well. So he made the decision, confident enough in the control he had to at least pleasure you, without finishing himself.
So here he was, settled between your thighs. His tongue lapping at your clit, with two fingers buried deep within the gummy walls of your cunt. Gods, how had he gone without you this long? His mind was hazy, lost in the euphoria of tasting you on his tongue for the first time in weeks. Missing the delicious squelch that your wetness made when he pulled his fingers inside your pussy. So lost in the way you tasted on his tongue. The way your walls hugged his digits. The way your thighs wrapped around his head. He was so lost in you that he hadnât noticed the way in which his hips began to rub against the plush mattress beneath him.
âFuck baby, taste so fucking delicious.â
His words came out muffled into your cunt. Mouth greedily devouring your cunt as if he needed you like the air in his lungs. He craved this, craved you. His ministrations were making his own head fuzzy, so pussy drunk he couldnât feel the coil tightening in his stomach. Couldnât realize that the way he was rutting his clothed cock into the mattress below was bringing him to release. He was so sensitive after weeks of having not even a touch to himself. Before he realized what was happening he was spilling into his boxers at the same time you were riding out your own orgasm on his tongue. After you both come down from your high and he realizes what heâs done, all he can think is âwell I already lost, might as well make it worth itâ.
(Haruka Sakura (only participated because he heard 'challenge' and that was it), Â Jo Togame, Hiragi Toma, Tasaku Tsubaki, Shuhei Suzuri, Yukinari Arima, Yuto Kusumi, Uryu & Seiryu Sakaki)
Succeeded:
These men are extremely strong-willed, able to make it to the end of the month. Though not without some challenges, the was you had tried to make him crack throughout the course of the month did not go unnoticed. The short skirts, wearing his clothes around, foregoing the use of panties with making him aware of such, and overall just sauntering around in any state of undress within the walls of your apartment. Heâs been using all those moments, committing them to memory for when the month was over. So when December 1st is here you better hide. Because the moment the clock hits midnight on December 1st he is on you before you can so much as think to try and escape him.
âYou thought you were so cute this past month, didnât you baby? What was that, hm? I canât hear you.â
You were unsure how he expected you to be able to utter a single syllable. Not with the way his cock was bullying your insides. Not with the way your knees were pressed to your chest, they had at one point been over his shoulders, but with the way he took to devouring your mouth with his own they were placed as they are now. He didnât know how he could have even succeeded in this, not with the delicious way you felt suffocating his cock with your cunt. He most certainly would never be doing this again. Never depriving you both of the pleasure of losing yourselves in each otherâs bodies. Especially not with the way you called his name, looking up at him with half-lidded eyes so full lust like he was the only person to exist.
Yeah, no, he was never doing this again.
(HAYATO SUO, Ren Kaji, Mitsuki Kiryu, Saku Mizuki, Kota Sako, Akihiko Miyoshi & Kanji Nakamura)
Did not try at ALL:
There was nothing that he could think of that was stupider than this challenge. Couldnât think of why on earth he would deprive not only himself, but you, of physical pleasure. He could not fathom why he would miss out on the way your gummy walls felt when they clung to his cock with a vice grip. Watching the way your eyes rolled into the back of your head as he fucked into your tight cunt. Or the way your mouth felt wrapped around his cock, the tears coating your lashes as he fucked that cute little throat. So, yeah, he thought it was stupid. He relished in he tortured looks of his friends as they struggled through the month, all while knowing he was going to be going home and spilling inside you the moment he could.
He shook his head, wondering if any of these guys even so much as asked their partner if they wanted partake in this dumb ass challenge. If they were okay with the decision to deny their pleasure from their partner for an entire month. All he knew was that wasnât something he would every do to his partner. Instead when he got home, he trailed kisses up your spine, before settling in the crook of your neck. Being sure to leave a mark in his wake that would let anyone who saw it know that he both of you couldnât care less about the challenge. His hands gripping firmly on your hips, rocking you back on him, eyes glued to the way his cock disappears within your depths.
âFuck baby just like that, doing so fucking good for me.â
He emphasized each word of his sentence with a snap of his hips angling to hit deeper with every thrust. Head thrown back as he lost himself in the way you felt. Hips continuing their steady pace, chewing on his bottom lip as he fucked into you. Hips slapping against yours the wetness of your skin causing it to echo against the tile walls of your shared bathroom. He lets his fingers finally curl around your throat squeezing just enough to make gaining air flow a bit difficult as the other's thumb begins rubbing slow dragging circles against your puffy clit. The way your walls began to spasm around his cock made him all the more satisfied in his choice, because there was no way heâd be missing out on this for a whole month.
(YAMATO âwhy the fuck would I go an entire month without touching my partnerâ ENDO, Haruka Sakura, Takiishi Chika (thinks it is stupid and does what he wants when he wants), & Kotaro Sugishita.)
#àŒ» âïž àŒș â samanswers#windbreaker smut#wind breaker smut#windbreaker x reader#wind breaker x reader#windbreaker x reader smut#wind breaker x reader smut#âá°. â samwrites
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mm finally watched deadpool and wolverine today, and my god... đ„” so many thoughts...
Idek which ones to put here. What do you think a p*ss kink would look like with both of them? Or just more of them making reader squirt their brains out.
The dialogue you write between them sounds so natural. Like I can literally read it in their voice. -đź

LFGGGG thank yâall for giving me an excuse to talk abt this đ i got more ideas but this post wouldâve been WAYYYY too long sooo be on the lookout for more debauchery
warning: piss, anal, dp, dubcon, light degradation/humiliation, intox (alcohol for logan)
anatomical terms: cunt/pussy
as with most of the fucked up kinks y'all try in this polycule, it happens spontaneously the first time.
logan had just finished inside your ass, and out of the three of you, it takes him the longest to cum. it also takes a lot out of him. he roars and jams his claws through wade's temples (whoopsie! that's why your bed has red vinyl sheets hehe) so there's a dramatic break in the action afterwards.
"ah... hah... ngh, fuck..." he's panting, heaving almost, and slides out of your now gaping hole, "fuck, that was good..." he retracts his claws from wadeâs skull, then purrs in your ear and smooches your neck, "good job, kid."
wade, still hard as steel in your cunt, claps excitedly for him. "yay! good job, YOU, peanut! UGH, i love watching you fill him up. you get so... beastly~."
you giggle, nuzzling into wade's tits, feeling goofy and content. a warm load up one hole, and a thick cock up the other.
logan smiles, kissing you on the back of your head this time. âyou gonna be okay alone with him for a sec? i gotta go piss.â
"mhm!"
"'kay. i'll be right back, pumpkin." another kiss to your neck, and he's off, walking flaccidly to the bathroom, shaking his fuzzy cheeks.
you drop your head back down against wadeâs chest and sigh, "i gotta piss too, actually."
"oh, yeah, yes you do, mister!" deadpool pats you on your shoulders, "always make sure to pee before, during, and after sex!"
you absentmindedly chuckle, until you realize what it is he just said, âwait⊠during?!"
"hey! thou shalt not knock what thou hast not tried!i know it sounds icky, but hear me out."
he thrusts upwards into you sharply
âfuck!!!â
âso! i want you to imagineâŠâ *THRUST* âhow good itâd feelâŠâ *THRUST* âto be really filled up.â *THRUST* âand i mean FULL!â *THRUST* âlike your pussy is a searing hot water balloon about to explode. and then when it does?â *THRUST* âwhen it all comes flooding out of you? oh darling, the reliefâŠâ he moans dramatically, gripping your hips and shifting you back and forth on his shaft, âhottest thing youâll ever experience, i swear. thereâs nothing else like it⊠wanna try it?â
youâre skeptical, but wade wilson is a hell of a salesman. ââŠfuck it. letâs do it.â
âyippee!!! okay, just gotta get soft so i can piss. dead kittens⊠calculus homework⊠grandma deadpool! there we go! okay⊠phew⊠here goesâŠâ
itâs a tense, awkward silence as he starts. youâre not sure what to expect. then, you begin to feel it. that searing heat swelling inside you, pooling between his cock and your skin, flooding what little space there was inside you. you gasp, and attempt to squirm to cope with the sensation, but wade holds you still.
âdonât move! donât move, my little urinal boy! mmm, i gotcha, just⊠just trust me on this⊠iâm almost doneâŠâ
âyou two are fucking disgusting.â
loganâs voice coming out of nowhere makes you jump, and then wadeâs piss spills out of you. and just like he told you, it feels fucking incredible. youâre twitching, spasming, moaning pure nonsense as wade fucks your drenched, desecrated cunt. loud splashing accompanies the brutal pace of his hips.
âyour loss, peanut! imagine wasting your piss on the bathroom toilet when you couldâve given it to this even cuter toilet!â he pecks you on the cheek with a loud âmwah~!â
from then on, it becomes you and wade peeing on each other just to mess with him. since heâs never told yâall to stop, you both figure that he likes it, but heâs too embarrassed to admit it.
the three of yâall are showering together
âso, just asking as a throuple here, are we all pro- or anti-peeing in the shower?â
âif you get piss on me, iâll stick my claws through your fucking corneas.â
âpromise?!â
âdonât. you fucking. dare.â
âaw, boo, youâre no fun.â wade pouts, then grabs you by your wet hair and pulls your ear towards his lips. âyou, though⊠youâre TONS of fun.â he playfully bites your ear, and then your neck. âso fun, in fact, that youâre gonna get on your knees and drink every drop of piss that i give you, right?â
i feel like the only time yâall can get logan to participate is while heâs drunk. heâs too sloshed to feel shame for it.
maybe yâall are in bed together, all cuddled up in a tangled mess of limbs, and he grumbles something about needing to take a leak.
âoh, donât worry about getting up, honey-bun!â wade fishes under the blankets for loganâs soft cock, âlemme take care of that for you.â
âwh⊠the fuck are you talkinâ about?â
âugh please, donât act like you havenât thought about pissing down my throat. canât i just once do something nice for you?â
he grumbles, not wanting to indulge wade, but not wanting to get up even more.âfine. whatever. i hope you choke on it.â
âoh, i will.â
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Song Mingi #Wantthat
A/N: MINORS BE GONE This work contains oral (m receiving) and my man. MWAH
Like when heâs getting ready to leave the house, company dinner, he says. CEO will be present and everything. At first, youâre not really paying attention to him but then, heâs spritzing cologne over his body so the whole room smells like him.
You canât take your eyes off him now. Adjusting his belt, sliding his arms through his jacket, every little movement wafts the cologne through your nostrils.
Then he snaps the chain around his neck and slides his rings up his fingers all with your eyes searing the side of his face.
âHow do I look?â He has the audacity to raise his brows as if the answer would be anything but absolutely delicious.
âYou look good, really good.â You sit crisscross on the bed, your cheek in your palm as you watch him move again, this time fussing with his hair.
It takes a few tries before heâs sucking his teeth and giving you that pouty look that means, âHelp me.â
With a sigh, you bounce yourself out of the bed and stand in front of him, adjusting his hair to sit perfectly.
You feel his breath on your skin and his hands sit on your hips as you drape your arms around his neck.
âThere. Youâre all set.â
Mingi raises a hand to touch his head but you smack it away with a giggle,âYouâre sure?â
âHave I ever done you wrong?â You move impossibly closer to him, so your lips are barely apart.
âMmm no.â He hums before closing the small gap and kissing your lips, soft and thankful.
As sweet as it is, your intentions arenât as pure. The second you moan against his lips, he pulls away.
âNo, Iâm already trying my time.â
âMingi, itâll just be a couple minutes.â You dip your head into his neck, forcing his head back as you inhale at his scent.
âI really donât have a couple minutes, baby.â But as your hands leave his neck and start to grasp at his belt, he seems more unsure.
âPromise, Iâll be quick.â
One thing about your sex life with Mingi, it was never quick. Nothing was ever easy and fast, it was always intimate, deliberate, and teasing.
So even though he knew in the back of his mind that you were lying, he wanted to believe that he would make it to the dinner on time.
With a huff he pulled away from you, undoing his belt, jeans, and boxers as he sat on the bed and waited for you to take the bait.
With a smile you walked over and sank to your knees, settling between his thighs.
A new hunger seeps into your veins as you look at his exposed cock just resting against his stomach.
You grab him at the base and drag your tongue up his length, suckling on the tip.
Mingi rests back on his elbows as his head drops, his lip caught between his teeth.
Slowly you start to take more of him, your hand stroking in the drool that falls past your lips, slicking up your path as Mingi tries fails to suppress his deep groan.
One hand finds the back of your neck, holding you in place as he thrusts up into your mouth and keeps you there.
He can feel you trying to suck in the little bit of air heâs allowing you to get as you adjust to his intrusion.
âI told you I donât have time for this shit and you still want to tease.â He speaks through gritted teeth as his hips thrust messily, forcing his dick down your throat.
Your eyes water as spit runs down your chin and your nails dig into his thighs.
âFuck, that feels good.â Mingi groans as the sloppy sounds of you taking his length fill the room. The feeling of your throat constricting around him is what almost does him in, until he hears his phone.
It buzzes against the mattress incessantly, Hongjoongâs name glowing on the screen.
âShit!â He lets you go reluctantly as he reaches for his phone and answers. âHyung, I swear Iâm on my way.â
You can hear Hongjoongâs muffled voice through the device and you wonder if heâs in trouble yet.
âYes, yes I know.â As he speaks, his free hand starts stroking his messy length. He taps it against your lips and you open wide, sticking your tongue out for him.
âUh huh.â He still keeps his phone pressed to his ear. âGive me like 15 minutes.â
That gets him told off again but he rolls his eyes as he strokes his cock against your tongue
âIâm sorry, hyung but I swear, Iâm so close.â The double meaning isnât lost on you as his hand speeds up and his brows knit together.
âYeah, yeah, I-I got it. Iâll see you there.â He hangs up and tosses the phone just as he cums down your throat with a moan. âFuckâŠâ
You swallow him down with a hum before inquiring. âAre you in trouble?â
âOf course.â Mingi huffs, as he pulls his clothes back together. âAll your fault.â
And youâd do it again
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hii!! i really adored your gyomei fic, it was mwah chefs kiss :D ur blog is also severely underrated like hello??? idk if you do like head cannons for more than one character but for this rq i was thinking gyomei/rengoku/sanemi, you can pick which one you wanna write for.đđ where like the reader is like their secret admirer or vice versa but eventually the reader gets caught by the character and like how does the character react to all of this?? thank you so much & you can discard this rq if u don't wanna do it!! have a good one :)
omg thank you so muchhh! i wasn't sure about that actually, i thought you all wouldn't like it. glad you enjoyed it! i decided to do everyone and the reader admire them, since usually it's the other way around. not confident about this one though. hope it's alright for everyone!

when they caught on to your crush on them.
himejima gyomei, rengoku kyoujurou, shinazugawa sanemi
kinda not sure if i made this right lmao
enjoyyyyyy

himejima gyomei.

he didnât really mean to eavesdrop on your conversation with shinobu and learned that you were interested in him.
he was just there to visit a demon slayer that he saved during his last mission and was sent there to be treated and you just happened to do your follow-up check up to see if you can go to work already, but somehow it ended up with you two sharing getting hooked up in your conversation.
he felt really bad for unintentionally listening, but also a little, just a little, happy he did.
somehow, he finally understood why he heard that coming from you too.
the same sound he hears every time obanai and kanroji are close to each other.
so, it was because of that. he thought he was just hearing things, as ridiculous as it may sound.
you continued to explain to the insect hashira how you found him amazing from the first time you saw him, which was when he saved you from a demon who wanted to devour you as youâre walking home.Â
saying, itâs impossible not to fall in love with the man who protected you and saved you. you also revealed that he was the reason you joined the corps.
hearing how you continued to flatter and praise him without knowing heâs close byâ his feet just wonât move and his brain never got the thought to moveâ he started feeling this unfamiliar feeling.
âdoes she really think of me that way?â he thought, as he looked away, his ear starting to heat up.
he finally got the courage to move to where you two were when shinobu asked you: âdo you have any plans on confessing to him?âÂ
he stopped walking again. he asked himself why, but he couldn't find the answer. was it because he wanted to know too? he had no idea.
âi will. soon. not now, though. soon when iâm standing on the same stage as him. i want to be a hashira first. i wanted to be someone worthy of him.âÂ
your answer made him smile, his heart softened with your resolve.
his heel turned and he walked back to where he came from, still smiling a bit.
next time, when you two encounter again, heâll try to help you and give you tips, so you can achieve your goal, all while he tries to act like heâs not aware of your feelings for him.
the question is, will he successfully act like he doesnât know it?


rengoku kyojurou

he thought he was just overthinking things.
thereâs no way thereâs that difference on how you treat him to other men.
he first took note of it, when heâs eating at your familyâs restaurant, where he usually eats before he comes home after patrolling.
you talk to him with such enthusiasm, joy, and adoration on your face, but when someone calls for you to order, it immediately disappears. giving them a stoic and indifferent look on your face.
he thought that might be just a mistake. thereâs no way thereâs that much difference.
heâs pretty sure of that, thatâs why he put it on a test. he asked one of the slayers he knew to come with him to the restaurant and one agreed to accompany him.
an attractive one, even more.
when they arrived, his subordinate entered the place first, making you greet him with your usual cold tone, but as soon as rengoku stepped inside, your whole demeanor changed.
after that they ordered, rengoku letting him order for the both of them.
you note down what he told you their order, while he seems to be not bothered by casual indifference, thinking that this is just how you usually deal with customers, heâs just happy that the hashira invited him to share a meal together.
but when rengoku spoke, they were both dumbfounded by how easily your mood changes.
when you left to tell the cook their orders, the guy turned to rengoku saying: âwow, she was like a whole new different person.â, he says chuckling.
the flame hashira could only nod, following your figure with his eyes. âdoes that answer my question then?â
he brought along an attractive man, yet that didnât change how you treat him along with the other customers.
would it be alright for him to assume that youâŠ
and as if the guy was going along the cue life had given him asked, âdoes she like you?â, with a big smile on his lips.
he didnât answer, instead he just diverted the conversation into another topic.
now, if youâre thinking that rengoku is the type to straightforwardly ask the person if they like him, then youâre wrong.
heâll actually act as if he didnât uncover a big revelation. heâll still be the same rengoku you liked and would never subtly tease you about your crush on him.
heâll actually start to notice things about you, now that he started to watch you sometimes.
he will try to get to know you better while trying not to be too noticeable.
well, maybe in the future, you two will share a conversation with only the two of you and by then, youâll be able to talk more about personal things⊠like your feelingsâŠ


shinazugawa sanemi

whenever itâs time for the monthly hashira meeting, itâs normal for him to be the first one in order to be the one to greet the master before their meeting starts.
but, lately the new hashira keeps beating him to it. yes, it was you.
even if he tries to arrive there 3 hours before the meeting, heâll find you there already, greeting him with a wide smile on your face.
it wouldâve irritated him whenever you kept interfering with his plan of paying respect to the leader himself, but he canât deny the fact that you were punctual by arriving there earlier than the rest of them.
so, he couldnât really get mad at you.Â
actually, he didnât mind sharing a conversation with you while waiting for the others.
but, the day he realized that there might be a bit more to you going to the meeting early came.
it was when he had an unexpected situation the night before the meeting and had to send his crow to tell the master that he wouldnât be able to come.Â
after a few hours, his crow came back. though it usually just takes his crow to deliver and come back in one or two hours. hm⊠weird, but okay⊠he brushed it off.
the next morning came and when he went to finish things that made him was already taken care of.Â
at that time, he still had the time to go attend the meeting barely before it started, so he immediately headed out.
when he got there, he was surprised to see you taking your time as you walked along the path to the entrance to ubuyashiki's residence.Â
he even thought it was a different person, because thereâs no way you would be here when youâre always so early whenever the meeting is held.
when he caught up to you, because you sure was taking your sweet time, he was certain already that it was you.
âwhat are you still doing here?â, he asked you, speaking suddenly next to you.Â
when he looked at your face, it was a mixture of surprise and shock. you asked him what heâs doing there when he was supposed to be absent for the meeting.
he just explained to you what happened, but he found you not listening and looking somewhere else. confused, he followed your line of sight.
there, he saw his crow, seemingly trying to make a move on yours. he furrowed his head. âwhat is that damn bird doing?â, he thought to himself.Â
âyour crow said you wonât be able to attend the meeting.â, he heard you whispering to yourself. he was immediately hooked on what you said and then slowly⊠he pieced one thing to another.
âdonât tell me⊠did my crow take a detour to your place yesterday?â, he didnât miss the slight flinch you did when he asked the question.
âso, he did, huhâŠâ  he said, nodding. you didnât answer and just looked away, turning your back to him.
but, he realized another thing.
âdid he⊠also tell you about me going to the meetings earlyâŠ?â, he asked while staring at the back of your head.
you snapped your head and shook your head repeatedly. âno!â, you denied with conviction.
he listened while you explained that you heard from kanroji that heâs always early and never forced his crow to tell you anything about him. he watched how your face slowly turned red, rattled about his question.Â
âwhy is she so embarrassed about it? so much that sheâs turning red?â, he thought to himself.
âisnât it good that sheâs trying to be punctual because of him? or⊠is there⊠another reasonâŠ?â
but⊠he doesn't want to think that your reason might be the same as what he was thinking.
âd⊠do youâŠâ, he started, stopping you in your trail of defense.
as he stares at you, his voice seemingly caught in his throat. he tried to speak up and continue his sentence, but he canât appear to do it.
he then shook his head, making you confused.
âno. itâs nothing. letâs hurry up before we get late.â, he brushed off and then started walking again. he also called his crow and told him to stop flirting already.
you just followed behind him. you were aware that he realized it, but wondered why he didnât say anything.
well, itâs because he doesnât believe it.
he doesnât want to admit that he thinks you like him. he should be focusing on protecting the civilians and not mind himself with love.
ah, yeahâ yes, yes, thatâs the reason. thatâs definitely the reason.
itâs absolutely not because heâs flustered and he canât think clearly. yeah, absolutely not.
he might get a bit weird for the next few times when you two meet again, but remember itâs not because heâs embarrassed, okay?!

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*crashes car* *explodes*
elliot x reader headcannons...............it can be anything........ romantic, platonic, IDC i wanna read about us getting pizza together and just hanging out ahhahhhahahhhahahhahhahaahha *combusts* (IF YOU DON'T WANT TO IT'S FINE :3)
Yeah i definitely did not see elliot x reader anywhere. WELP HERE WE GOOOOO
ELLIOT X READER
(what is this romantic or what?)
(Him becoming the manager is the best btw. Really have no idea how to explain why he's hot in that suit.)
Idk how he found you actually (im joking), he randomly met you when you're his first customer to order pizza.
well let's say, youre the first and the earliest person to even come over and order before it gained a lot of customers.
You would visit his place every weekend to see how he's been doing so far, and you and him just kinda became friends
I mean technically Elliot wouldn't stress out too much when there's a lot of people being impatient and waiting for their order to finish right? Welp, you just decided to help him out with that.
Now he's basically your second employee. Wow.
And Elliot somehow grew attached to you more when you first helped him. From being a customer to an employee? I never know what will happen honestly after that.
I mean i should be for real though, at the end of every shift, you two would hang out outside and went to his house to hangout and eat pizza, because i have no idea how to write it out.
(When i think about him being a manager though, oh boy just look how HOT he is when he wears that suit. I MEAN WHO CAN CLEARLY TELL THAT HE'S HANDSOME THAT WAY INSTEAD OF HIS USUAL WORK OUTFIT?)
Anywayyyy, Customer to friends and friends to lovers. Very much like that.
Whenever you two hangout, he would try his best to act like he's cool and tries so hard not to blush when he sees you, honestly who can't blame him when there's butterflies inside of him?
That time when you ask him to hangout at some street, you grabbed his hand without him noticing, it feels soft. I mean, your hand. It feels soft to touch. That's elliot thinking about it btw.
He kinda prepared something while you're just talking about your day like usual, he was hiding a flower. LIKE WHAT FLOWER? A ROSE? yea.
Soooooo, he told you that he needed a place to sit down because his leg was tired from walking (he's lying) and since you don't want to tire him out, you just found a bench to sit on.
WELL THE FINAL DECISION IS HERE, he confessed to you. WELL LOOK AT IT FOR YOURSELF:
"uh (name)? I kinda want to tell you something."
"yea what is it?"
"i never thought about this day would come around since you decided to become my first customer to ever had a crush on, but... I've tried to hide my feelings from this because I'm scared to confess about it, so here. A flower for you"
"Awh... thanks Elliot, and you know what, i kinda have feelings for you too aswell. Ever since i helped you in the place, i kinda started having feelings too. Well to be honest, i love you."
"I think it's time for me to say it."
(what line huh? OHHH....)
"would you like to become my partner?"
...
"YES PLEASEE :'>"
mwah and you two hug eachother. Did you kiss? idk, YOU DO YOURSELF IF YOU WANT TO KISS HIM
(why is coolkid at the background saying, "EW IS THAT THE PIZZA DUDE WITH A GIRL?)
(007n7: i have no idea son, now you should leave before they do weird stuff with each other.)
ofc who says you are gonna do backshots with elliot. WHO SAYS THAT.
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