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gojosnympho · 1 year ago

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summertime fine - j.yh

**this is part two to spring fling. it can be read standalone or you can read the first part by clicking on the link 🥰

pairing: yunho x black!fem!reader

genre: smut, fluff, light angst

word count: 6.8k

content warnings: established relationship, multiple sex scenes, phone sex, mutual masturbation, lil possessiveness from both yunho and reader, fingering (fem receiving) shower sex, unprotected sex (no), creampies, breeding kink, oral sex (m and f receiving), he puts a thumb in her butt (i’m sorry), mentions of pregnancy

synopsis: you finally get the chance to reunite with the love of your life.

playlist: SUMMER - the carters

author’s note: guess who finally finished pt 2 of spring fling 🤭. y’all gone jump me? be honest! i’m so sorry it took me so long to finish it. i hope y’all enjoy it!

tags: @ariesunz

summertime was just around the corner. you hadn’t seen yunho since you left cancún and it broke your heart everyday you weren’t with him. you texted and talked everyday though despite the time difference. it wasn’t the same as being with him: touching him, kissing him, hugging him, fucking him.

it was nighttime where you were so after a long day you were in bed trying to sleep but you couldn’t. you wished you were in bed with your boyfriend. you wished he was here. without much reluctance you found his contact and pressed the facetime button.

the phone rang twice before he picked up with a smile, “hey baby. shouldn’t you be asleep?”

“i can’t sleep. i miss you too much,” you pouted and yunho chuckled, running his fingers through his hair. you missed playing with his hair.

“i miss you too, baby,” he told you. “did you get the presents i sent you?” he asked with a smirk on his lips.

you nodded, panning the camera down to show him. it was a gold necklace with his initial dangling from it on a pendant. you then lifted your leg up to the camera so he could see the other piece of jewelry: a gold anklet with his initial also dangling from it. they came in the mail this morning. “they’re so pretty. i love them.”

“and i got this to match it,” he pulled down the collar of his shirt to show you a gold chain with your initial. your heart skipped a beat. he was so thoughtful and just the thought of him walking around with your initial so close to his heart almost made you tear up. the fact that everybody knew who he belonged to was an added plus but you wouldn’t tell him that.

“i love you,” you told him.

“and i love you,” yunho said, blowing a kiss to the camera. “you need to get some sleep. i’ll talk to you tomorrow, okay?”

“can we stay on just a little bit longer? i like hearing your voice,” you admitted. you were completely and utterly fucking whipped and you loved every second of it. who better to be whipped for than him?

yunho chuckled, “sure, babe.”

you talked for a few more minutes until yunho told you to go to sleep. you exchanged one more “i love you” before hanging up. you rolled over in bed, staring up at your ceiling while your thoughts were plagued with everything yunho. his smile, his face, his voice, his scent, his dick. you were going crazy without him. you didn’t think you could take another week of not seeing him. hell, you didn’t think you could take another day. you brought your hand to your neck and fidgeted with the golden ‘y’ around your neck until you fell asleep.

you didn’t even get a chance to have breakfast before your phone was ringing with a facetime call from your beloved boyfriend. sitting up in bed, you pressed the green button.

“didn’t we just talk?” you teased him

“yeah but now it’s my turn to go to bed and i wanted to talk to you before i did,” he admitted and you giggled, heat rushing to your cheeks. “and you look cute in the morning.”

“just in the morning?” you asked, finally getting out of bed and making your way to the bathroom to start your day.

“nah, you look cute in the morning but the rest of the day you look sexy,” he told you matter of factly. you nodded in understanding, propping your phone up on your sink so he could watch you as you washed your face and brushed your teeth.

“can i be honest?” yunho asked you, sinking even more into his comfy looking bed. you nodded, drying your face. “i want you so bad right now.”

you froze, “what?”

“i want you. i miss you, baby. i wanna fuck you,” yunho told you with the slightest hint of a moan.

it wasn’t uncommon for him to be so bold so you weren’t sure why you were so rattled. maybe it’s because you’d just woken up not too long before and your brain was still trying to catch up with the rest of your body. he smirked at your doe eyed expression, knowing he had you exactly where he wanted you.

“you wanna help your man with something?” he questioned you

“yes. anything,” you responded meekly.

“that’s a good girl,” the praise that left his lips went right to your pussy. “go back to your bed for me,” his voice was low and raspy. you did as told going back to lay on your bed. yunho smiled at how good you were for him and gave you another instruction. “take off your shirt.”

it wasn’t the first time you and yunho had phone sex. even though you were apart, both of you had needs and what better way to take care of them than over a facetime call. you pulled your shirt over your head, dropping it off the side of your bed. you panned the camera down so that yunho could see your pretty tits and your pretty brown nipples.

“they’re so pretty, baby. so perfect,” he praised you before propping his phone up so you could see what he was doing. his hand was palming the bulge beneath the fabric of his sweats and you could see just how hard he was. “play with them for me, mama. show me how you want me to touch you.”

you propped your phone up too. you began to play with your breasts like he’d asked, taking the mounds of flesh in your hands and kneading them like he’d done on so many of those hot cancún nights. you moaned, fluttering your eyes shut as you recalled how good his hands felt on your body. you pinched your nipples with your pretty manicured fingers and yunho grunted. you opened your eyes again to see that he pulled his dick out of his pants and was steadily stroking himself while he watched you.

“that feel good?” he asked and you hummed in response with a nod. “you want more?”

“yes, yunnie.”

“take off your thong. let me see you.”

he watched you as you pulled the thin piece of fabric off and threw it to join your shirt on the floor. you leaned back into your pillows and opened your legs for him to see the wet mess he created. yunho sucked in a breath, his hand beginning to pump faster up and down his dick. you trailed your pretty manicured hand down your body to your pussy. your middle finger found your clit and you gasped at the contact.

“you’re so fucking pretty and perfect. fuck baby,” yunho praised you some more. it encourages you to rub your clit even faster. you moaned out, yunho returned the gesture. yunho’s strokes matched the pace of the little figure eights you were rubbing into your clit. both of your moans were whiny and desperate. it was so obvious you guys needed each other.

“i need you inside me so bad,” you whined out and just like that yunho finally let go cumming all over his fist. you kept rubbing yourself until you came with a breathy moan.

when your heartbeat went back to normal and the ringing in your ears stopped, you lazily reached for your phone. you gave yunho a smile that he returned. you both cleaned up, yunho was relaxed in bed when you finally spoke to him.

“i want to have sex with you for real. i can’t take this anymore,” you complained, dramatically falling back onto your bed.

yunho chuckled, “i know baby. i do too.”

“i wanna come visit!” you told him with a pout. he smiled again at how adorable you were. he just adored you so much.

“you sure you wanna come here instead of me coming to you?” he inquired

“yes! i’ve never been to korea. i wanna come yunnie,” you gave him those pretty, brown puppy dog eyes that you learned he could never say no to. you batted your eyelashes for added effect.

“alright, baby girl. if that’s what you want. i’ll buy you a ticket,” he agreed and you squealed in excitement, hiding your face in your pillow. you were gonna see him again after three months.

“i can’t wait to see you, boo,” you told the man on the other end of the phone.

“i can’t wait to see you.”

…

yunho hated that you were traveling alone. he was so anxious the whole day, all he could think about was you and your safety. that’s why he would’ve preferred if he came to you, but he knew you could handle yourself. that sentiment didn’t make him any less anxious though. he called and texted you at every opportunity to check up on you.

you smiled whenever his name popped up on the screen. you texted him back almost immediately every time to tell him you were okay. you loved how caring he was and that you being comfortable and safe was his top priority. traveling by yourself to a completely different country was scary but he made it so much easier. you loved him so much and you couldn’t wait to see him.

you landed in south korea finally after being on a plane for what felt like days. you were anxious to get off the plane and meet yunho inside the airport. you made it through baggage claim and then headed to the pick up area to meet yunho. you didn’t see him at first to your dismay, he should be easy to spot. you stood on your tiptoes to search over the heads of the people who were probably also searching for their loved ones.

“looking for someone?” a voice from behind you asked. a voice you’d come to love. you turned around and literally jumped into his arms. yunho squeezed you so tight you almost couldn’t breathe but you loved every second of it.

“i missed you so much,” you murmured, your face buried in the crook of his neck.

“i missed you,” he said back to you. he sat you back down on the ground and gave you a once over before giving you a sweet kiss on your lips. “c’mon,” he grabbed the handle of both of your suitcases in one hand and your hand in the other. “let’s get you home so you can rest.”

home. it sounds so good falling from his lips. you nodded, walking with him back to where he parked his car. you were almost taken back by how expensive it looked. it was an all black sports car, even the rims for his tires were blacked out. the windows were so tinted you couldn’t even see inside. you knew yunho had money but now it’s really dawning on you that he had money. maybe that expensive purse he got you for a gift should’ve been the first clue, or the gold pieces of jewelry around your neck and ankle. hell, the gold piece of jewelry around his neck too. you couldn’t lie and say you didn’t like it though. a loving and caring boyfriend and he’s rich too? what girl would hate that?

yunho put your suitcases and carry on in his trunk and then opened the door to the passenger side for you. you thanked him before sliding inside the cushy sports car. the interior was just as expensive looking as the outside, with dark red leather seats with black trimming. his car smelled like him, it relaxed you. you were finally with him after months of not seeing him. it was surreal. it’s like it wasn’t even happening. yunho got on the driver’s side and offered you his phone to play whatever music you wanted to play.

“you must really love me, huh?” you asked the man as you scrolled through all of his saved songs. none of them looked appealing enough to you though so you decided on an old r&b song your mom used to play for you.

“you know i do,” he replied. he grabbed your hand and kissed the back of it so gently you felt like you were going to melt into a puddle right there in that seat. he stole a quick glance at you, his eye catching the gold necklace around your neck and the way it danced in the sunlight. yunho loved the fact that everybody knew who you belonged to. he’d never tell you that though.

“last time we were in a car together we ended up fucking on the hood,” you pointed out to your boyfriend. he glanced at you again, this time with a smirk splayed on his pretty lips.

he used one of his hands to squeeze your thigh, “wanna go for round two?”

you pushed his hand off of you playfully, “you’ll get some pussy later.”

“you know i’ll always wait for you, baby.”

he always knew exactly what to say to make your heart skip a beat. nobody has ever made you feel the way he did, so loved, adored, and happy. you’ve only known him for a few months but it feels like you’ve known him for years.

surreal was the word of the day because that’s how you felt walking through yunho’s apartment. you’d only ever seen it via facetime calls and the pictures he sent you from various places in the apartment. the common area alone was huge, with a big ass flat screen tv mounted on the wall, a very big couch, a ping pong table situated in the corner of the room, and glass paned windows that made the room seem even more open. it was clean too, cleaner than you left your apartment before coming here. you wondered if he cleaned it himself.

“let me show you upstairs,” he grabbed your hand and your suitcase again, leading you upstairs to his room. the room you’d seen on facetime so many times you were sure you’d seen every inch. the bed was just as big as you imagined and you were excited to be sharing a bed with him again after all these months. “the bathroom is in there if you wanna shower.”

“can you join me?” you asked him

“i can’t promise i’m gonna keep my hands to myself,” he warned you

“who said i wanted you to?” your voice was low and seductive. it reminded yunho of the first time you ended up in bed together. just that question had blood rushing to his dick.

the shower really did start off as a shower. it took a turn when yunho pressed himself against you, his hard dick on your back making you shudder, “you think your little pussy can still take me after all this time?” his lips were on your ear as he massaged circles into your hips.

“it’s yours so i think so,” you teased the man. you pushed yourself back on him making him grunt and dig the pads of his fingers into your hips that he was previously massaging. he pressed you against the cool tile of his shower and smashed his lips into yours. it didn’t take long for him to reach between your bodies, lips still on yours, to start rubbing your clit. you moaned into his mouth before you pulled away so you could look him in his eyes while he played with you.

“your pussy miss me as much as you did?” he asked you. you were about to reply but the words didn’t even get a chance to slip past your lips before he was pushing one of his long fingers into your pussy. you threw your head back with a loud whine. “you’re sucking it right up, baby. did you miss my fingers?”

“yes.”

he stuffed another finger inside of you, scissoring you open so good you were seeing stars. “your fingers can’t make you feel this good huh?” he curled them inside of you and you could feel the pads of his fingers massaging that spot so deep inside you. it felt so fucking good. he was right about your fingers. your fingers weren’t long enough to reach where his could. that’s why it was so frustrating not being able to fuck him whenever you wanted. you couldn’t get yourself off the way yunho can. “answer me, sweetheart.”

“no,” you began, losing your thought halfway through when he started fingering you faster. even over the loud splattering of the warm shower water you could hear the squelching of your wet pussy. “yunho. please don’t stop.” you begged him. your hand wrapped around his wrist in an attempt to make sure he didn’t stop like you’d asked. you were getting so close to your orgasm and you’d be damned if it got ripped away.

he didn’t stop. in fact, he sped up. you cried out his name with a loud moan that had yunho moaning right along with you. your hands went to grip his biceps as your pussy fluttered helplessly around his two fingers. “you gonna cum on my fingers?”

“mhm. i’m gonna cum for you,” you told the man. he kept up that brutal pace on your pussy, fingering you and murmuring praises to you until you were cumming all over his fingers with a moan so loud you were almost sorry for his neighbors. yunho pulled his fingers from your pulsing pussy and wasted no time taking the digits in his mouth to suck them clean.

“just as sweet as i remember you, princess,” yunho hummed

you didn’t even get a chance to recover from your orgasm before yunho was rubbing his tip through your folds. he took his bottom lip between his teeth, centering himself because he knew if he was too hasty he was gonna cum fast. he continued to rub himself through your folds and finally, finally he pushed in. the gasp that he let out almost didn’t sound like it came from the deep voiced man. it was more whiny and desperate than you’d ever heard him.

“i missed you and this pussy so much.”

no words left your mouth because yunho started rocking his hips into you, turning everything that came from your throat into a sweet symphony of moans. you wanted to tell him how much you missed him but you guessed the way your pussy was sucking him in was enough for him. he kissed you, swallowing every moan that came from your mouth.

“that feel good, babe?” yunho asked, snapping his hips into you, his tip hitting your sweet spot so fucking good it brought tears to your eyes.

“s-so good, yunnie,” you slurred, eyes rolling into the back of your head.

“you feel so good, baby. can i cum in you?” he asked and your pussy fluttered around his dick. “you like that? want me to cum in this pussy?”

“please,” you choked out, eyes teary. “please cum in me. i missed you.”

yunho’s fist couldn’t compare to the way your pussy felt. you were wrapped so tight around him, your moans and whimpers descending onto his ears, and the way your pretty face was screwed up in pleasure. he still didn’t want to cum just yet, it was too early. so he slowed the fast pace of his thrusts which made you let out a groan of frustration.

“stop holding back, yunnie,” you complained, purposefully clenching around him. yunho hissed, his hands dropping down to hold your hips.

“i don’t wanna cum yet.”

you whined again, “please. i wanna feel it. i wanna feel you.”

just the utterance of that sentence made yunho let go of his restraints and pound into you with no remorse. you screamed his name, your pussy squeezing him so tight he almost couldn’t move inside of you. you were getting close too. yunho didn’t stop his movements until both of you were cumming together with pants and breathy moans.

“i missed you so bad,” you told him. you laid your head on his wet chest while you caught your breath.

“i missed you too, baby.”

finally out of the shower, yunho was all over you again. this time it wasn’t sexual though. he just wanted to touch you and be near you but simultaneously that’s all you wanted too. so you let him touch you and kiss you and rub you while you lie in bed with him. it felt good to be there with him. in his bed, with sheets that smelled just like him. you didn’t think you’d be able to take it when you had to catch your flight home at the end of the summer but you refused to let those thoughts in and ruin the moment.

“surely our itinerary this entire summer isn’t just having sex and laying in bed,” you teased your boyfriend, climbing on top of his body and straddling it.

he put his hands on your hips, because he just had to be touching you in some way, “of course not. i wanna show you around and take you to all my favorite places and the guys said they wanted to see you again. i promise i have a lot planned. i just figured your first day here you would want to relax.”

“you know me so well because if you would’ve tried to take me out today after that long ass flight i would’ve killed you,” you told him, pinching his cheeks between your thumb and index finger.

yunho just chuckled and squeezed your hips in his soft hands before replying, “like you said, i know you so well.”

when tomorrow came, yunho took you out to show you around the city. he showed you all of his favorite spots, bought you korean street food, and took as many pictures of you as he could. he knew you weren’t leaving any time soon but he still wanted to cherish every memory he made with you. he loved you. in fact, you’re the only girl he’s ever loved deeply. to think he met you only such a short time ago.

“you know you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me?” yunho told you as you walked hand in hand down the busy streets of seoul.

“really?” you asked him

“really,” he confirmed.

“you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me,” you told him with a smile.

it was dark when you finally made it back to yunho’s apartment. you kicked your shoes off of your tired feet the moment he opened the door and plopped down dramatically on the couch. yunho chuckled but followed suit.

“i had so much fun today, yunnie.”

“good. it’s all for you,” he punctuated his sentence by giving you a soft kiss on the lips.

“when you come visit me in the states i’ll show you around my city too,” you told him.

“can’t wait.”

it’s been a week now since you’ve been in korea. you’ve seen his friends who were more than happy to see you, he showed you around seoul some more, and you’ve been having so much sex you were surprised you could still feel your legs. it was like cancún all over again, it felt different this time though. this time it felt… permanent. this time you knew you’d see him again. you found comfort in that.

“what’s on your mind, sweetheart?” yunho asked you, pulling you from the thoughts swirling in your head.

“you,” you replied smoothly without missing a beat. the tips of yunho’s ears turned red and a light blush dusted his cheeks. you knew how to get him flustered just like he did you.

“you think about me a lot?” yunho asked you, trying to play off the effect you had on him.

“mhm,” you confirmed with a nod.

“when do you think about me?” yunho asked you

“when i wake up in the morning, before i go to sleep, in the shower, literally all the time.”

“and when else do you think about me?” yunho questioned that familiar glint in his eyes. the glint that meant he was getting ready to fuck you until you couldn’t think straight anymore.

“when i’m horny. when i’m fucking myself with that pink dildo you like so much. i think about you when i cum all over it and how much i wish it was your dick i was cumming on instead,” your voice was low and sultry like how it was every time you were trying to seduce him. it worked like a charm every time. “do you think about me?”

“yeah,” he began. “i think about you when i’m brushing my teeth, when i’m eating. i even dream about you,” he finished. “i think about you when i’m fucking my hand and how much i wish it was your pussy.”

“do you say my name when you cum?” you asked him

“of course i do. do you say mine?”

“duh!” you replied.

it was silent but only for a few seconds before yunho broke it, “come here.” he beckoned you closer to him with his hand. you complied with his wishes coming closer to him.

“what?” you asked him softly, crawling into his lap. you knew what. you could feel how hard he was by just sitting there. you knew what he wanted.

he didn’t answer, he only started to rub his hands up your sides and on your back just how you liked. he took it a step further when his hands trailed down to roughly grip your ass. you jolted forward in surprise and yunho chuckled.

“was that too rough for you, princess? i’m sorry,” his apology was insincere. he knew exactly what the fuck he was doing because this time he landed a smack on it. you jolted again, a soft moan leaving your lips. he used his hand to soothe the light sting cooing apologies in your ear. “i’m sorry baby. it’s just so fat i can’t help myself.”

“stop teasing me. i wanna fuck,” you complained, nuzzling your head in the crook of his neck. yunho went back to caressing your body gently like he was before.

“do something for me first,” yunho said.

you lifted your head up, “anything.”

he lifted you off of him with ease and sat you on the bed, “lay on your stomach and face me.” so you did. you laid on your belly with your head hanging off the bed to face him, “you’re such a good girl.” yunho praised you.

he pulled his sweats and briefs down, his dick flopping out almost hitting you in the face. yunho grabbed himself and ran the pretty pink tip over your lips.

“open,” he told you.

you slowly unhinged your jaw taking his dick into your mouth. he grunted, bucking his hips up causing you to choke around him. in retaliation you slapped his thigh but that only made him fuck into your mouth even more. the sounds that came from you were music to yunho’s ears. he looked down to see how messy your face had become, for some reason it made his heart flutter. he pulled out of your mouth for a moment to give you a breather.

“so messy,” yunho teased. he took his thumb to gently wipe around your mouth and then he pushed it past your lips for you to suck on. “that’s a good fucking girl. so good with your mouth.”

you released his thumb with a popping sound before opening your mouth and sticking your tongue out. yunho took the invitation, slapping his dick on your tongue then diving right back into your mouth. his thrusts were shallow at first. they quickly sped up until you were choking around him again. he held your head still while he used your throat to get off.

“fuck, fuck, fuck,” he hissed. he grabbed your hair in his hand and pulled you off. “i don’t wanna cum yet. i wanna cum inside you.”

you’d created a monster letting yunho hit it raw your last night in mexico together. now all he wanted to do was cum inside of you whenever he had the chance. you liked it just as much, though. you loved the way he flooded your insides and you loved the way he fucked his load into you even more. if it weren’t for the birth control you were on you would’ve been pregnant by now.

yunho pulled you up by your arm and proceeded to take your lips in a bruising kiss. it was nothing but a mess of tongues, spit, and teeth. he didn’t stop kissing you; not even when he laid you down on the bed. he laid on top of you, lips still on yours. soon his kisses trailed down to your neck. there were already hickeys there from earlier this week, yunho added more. your moans were so sweet. so pretty. he grabbed the bottom of your shirt and pulled the piece of clothing over your head. his kisses trailed down to your breasts. he took his time giving each one attention. he kissed down your body until he made it to the band of your underwear.

“lift up, baby,” he instructed you. you did as told, lifting your hips up off the bed. he slid your underwear down your legs, and threw them somewhere in the room that was none of your concern right now. not when he was between your legs about to eat your pussy until you were shaking. “you’re nice and wet for me.”

you couldn’t respond because he’d already dove into your dripping pussy. you gasped at the way his tongue was already slurping up everything that had dribbled out of you. your hand flew to fist his hair while he ate you out.

“fuck, yunho!”

his lips closed around your clit to suck on it. you screamed out as you writhed against his face covering it in all of your juices. yunho looked up at you while his mouth was busy making you cum. you looked so hot like this, he thought. your eyes were closed and you were squeezing your breasts in your hands. he took it a step further. he pushed his tongue in your tight hole making you gasp.

you arched your back off the bed, “you are so fucking—.” your words were cut short when you felt yunho’s thumb push into your asshole. “—nasty! fuck keep doing that, yunnie please!”

with his thumb still in your ass and his tongue still busy on your pussy you could feel how close you were to cumming.

“yunho, please please please!” you chanted as your eyes crossed and your body seized up. your orgasm hit you with full force. you squirmed, gasped, and tried to close your legs around your boyfriend’s head but he just kept going until your climax fizzled out.

he came from between your legs, face shiny with your juices, “you taste so good. wanna taste?” you nodded eagerly, grabbing him by his chain and pulling him in for another filthy kiss. you could taste yourself all over his lips, all over his tongue, and you needed more of him.

your body was still shaking from your orgasm. yunho chuckled, “what’s funny?” you asked

“you’re shaking. was it that good, baby?” he laughed before peppering kisses all over your face.

“it was amazing, yunnie. i want more.”

yunho was on top of you again in seconds. he teased you first by running his tip through your folds and tapping it on your clit. he pushed into you in one swift motion, bottoming out. his chain with your initial was dangling in your face while your anklet with his initial was dangling by his ear. it was as erotic as it was romantic. he started slow at first because he knew you were probably still sensitive from your previous orgasm.

“faster,” you told him.

he sped up his pace, watching as your breasts bounced with every stroke. he’d never get tired of this view no matter how many times he found himself buried inside of you. you cried out to him, reaching to grab his hand in yours while he fucked you. you squeezed it when you felt just how fucking deep he was in your guts. it almost felt like he was touching your cervix.

“you’re so deep, yunho,” you whimpered.

yunho put his free hand on your tummy to feel the way his dick was thrusting in and out of you, “can you feel me right here, baby girl?” he pressed down on your tummy. you gasped, squeezing his other hand again.

“feels so fucking good.”

“how about i give you a baby so you can’t leave me and go back home?” yunho asked. you moaned so loud at his words to yunho’s delight and you squeezed his hand and dick. “yeah? you want that? fuck a kid into so you have to stay?”

“yes, yes please yunho. wanna have your baby,” you rambled not even completely sure of what you were saying because of how good he was making you feel. yunho grunted at the feeling of you squeezing around him and the words that were coming from your pretty lips.

“that’s a good girl. tell me you want me to knock you up,” yunho said. his hips never stopped pounding. he leaned down to really press you into the mattress and fuck you even deeper into it. his face was buried in the crook of your neck, placing kisses on the already blemished flesh. “say it.”

“w-want you to knock me up. wanna make you a—fuck— a daddy!” you cried out in pleasure. “fuck i think i’m cumming!” your eyes rolled back and you dug your heels into his spine as you creamed all over his dick.

“good fucking girl,” yunho praised you. “wanna be a mommy?”

“please,” you whimpered beneath him. yunho kept fucking into you until he deposited his own cum deep into your womb. you were out of breath when he pulled out of you and rolled over next to you.

“you okay? was that too much?”

“it was perfect, yunnie. i loved every second.”

…

it was nearing the end of july which meant soon your summer with your boyfriend would be over. you didn’t want it to end, you didn’t want to go back home and have to deal with only seeing him through facetime. you loved sharing a bed and an apartment with him. you thought seriously about just moving in with him no matter how big of a change it was going to be. you just wanted to be with him, so you proposed the idea to him on your last night there.

“what if i moved here and lived with you?” you asked, pushing his bangs out of his eyes.

“woah,” he began. he took one of his large hands and placed it on your tummy. “did i get you pregnant?” he finished, a proud smile on his face.

you shook your head, “not yet, baby,” yunho pouted. you laughed, grabbing his face in your hands. “we can have a baby later. i wanna move here because i hate being away from you. it sucks not being able to kiss you and hug you whenever i want.”

“babe moving to another country is a huge step. i can’t let you do that.”

you sucked your teeth and dropped your hands from his face to cross your arms over your chest, “but i want to! i wanna be here with you, yunho. i love waking up next to you every morning. i love being able to be with you whenever i want. i love you.”

“you can’t move here because…” he trailed making you bounce in anticipation. “i already bought an apartment in the states for us to live together,” yunho informed you and you felt like you stopped breathing.

your jaw dropped, “you what?”

“i’ve been planning this for a while, baby. like before you even came to visit. i was telling my mom how much i missed you and she told me to just go for it. so i went for it.”

“yunho,” your voice cracked before tears started to spill down your cheeks.

“don’t cry, honey,” he said, wiping your tears with his thumbs. “i love you too and i don’t want to be anywhere where you aren’t.”

more tears started coming until you were sobbing. nobody ever loved you this much. it was overwhelming. it was too fucking much. yunho cooed at you, wiping every tear away.

“calm down, sweetheart,” yunho cooed. he pulled you into his chest until you stopped crying.

“i’m sorry it’s just a lot take in.”

“it’s okay baby. don’t apologize,” he assured you. he kissed the crown of your head, “so are you ready to move in with me?”

you nodded at him, wiping the last remnants of your tears away, “i am.”

…

“do y’all think we’re moving too fast?” you asked your homegirls as they helped you pack up what was left of your old apartment.

“it’s too damn late to be asking that now. like this damn apartment not empty,” one of them replied, packing the last of your things in a box.

your other friend shoved her, “i think you’re doing just fine, mama. i think it’s romantic, ya know? i mean what nigga you know that’s gonna move all the way across the world for you?”

“not a lot.”

“exactly! everything is gonna be fine and even if it’s not; you live and you learn. but i think you’re gonna be fine!” she encouraged you. “and all you gotta do is keep fucking him because obviously whatever you got between them legs has that nigga at your feet.”

you shoved her this time, “shut up!”

“it’s true! keep putting it on him like that and in a few months you’re gonna be pregnant or engaged. or both.”

the thought of marrying yunho and having his kids had warmth blossoming in your chest. you could see it: yunho waiting on you hand and foot while you carried his baby and a pretty diamond ring on your finger. it was insane to even think about this so early in your relationship, you knew that. that didn’t stop the daydreaming though.

“almost ready, baby?” yunho asked, coming into your now empty bedroom.

“yeah, this is the last box,” you told him as you taped it closed. he grabbed the box from your hands, “i don’t know how someone so little who lives by herself can have so much shit.”

“whatever bro. just take the box to the truck,” you replied and playfully pushed him towards the door.

“he looks at you like you’re the only person in the room, girl,” your friend gushed. “i think y’all are gonna be just fine.”

yunho refused to let you see the new place until you went together. he wouldn’t show you any pictures or even tell you the damn address all he gave you was the key. even when you pulled in front of the building he made you close your eyes and made you promise not to peek. as much as it killed you, you didn’t. he led you inside, up to your floor via the elevator, every once in a while peering back at you to make sure you weren’t looking.

you heard the key turn in the lock and the door creak open, “open your eyes.”

you fluttered your eyes open, blinking a few times to adjust them to the light. when you finally focused you were in awe. it was a beautiful penthouse, with windows that overlooked the city, sleek tiled floors, a fireplace on a wall in the living room.

“jesus christ, yunho! how much did you spend on this place?” you asked him still looking around the huge space that was only just the living room.

“don’t worry about that. do you love it?”

“of course i love it! it’s perfect!”

you went deeper into the house to explore with yunho behind you. the kitchen was just as grand, as were the bedrooms, the bathrooms, and the terrace where you could see the skyline. it made yunho happy to see how in awe you were of the house he bought for you. he knew it was too soon for something this big but he knew he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. he knew that deep down you were the one and he’d be damned if he was gonna let you slip away.

“i love you, yunho.”

“i love you, _____.”

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@brummiereader Brummie, the tension of this chapter was killing me! And I am absolutely in love with the added complexities of Reader's feelings that you added here!

Ah! That opening scene was so tense and eerie!

" A new journey awaits her. But! But...one step off the cliff's edge, and she'll fall into danger. She needs your guidance to...to keep her safe" the jolting words had his fingers releasing from around her neck as she clawed at her drying throat.

I half wonder if she was just telling him what she figured he wanted to hear, considering his reaction. I didn't expect him to straight up kill her though! Fucking hell, Thomas! 😅

Him trying to kill himself over thinking they're dead...it really shows how in his twisted, fucked up way, he does still love them. And it underlines how desperate he is to find them. They're his reason for living.

" Heaven doesn't want you, Tom. And hell's too afraid you'll take over"

This lines goes so fucking hard, Brummie, I can't even put it properly into words how much I love it. It's the absolute perfect description of Tommy!

Ooooo Reader regretting leaving is fascinating to me! It really does feel like they are codependent on each other.

"I'm sorry" you clutched your wedding band looped through the chain around your neck. The binding gold ring you had once expelled to the small dish on your vanity, now permanently settled against your heart as you spent your days dwelling in regret.

Ahhhh it says so much that she kept the wedding band! And she's wearing it over her heart! 🥹

Oh the turning of the tables with her suddenly longing for Tommy's protection is just *chef's kiss*. I love how you've turned everything on its head regarding her wishing for Tommy! And how complicated and conflicted her feelings are on him potentially finding them!

I knew as soon as that police officer started eying Reader up that he was dead lol. I swear Tommy must have a sixth sense for whenever someone is lusting after his wife 🤭.

Eek! That ending has me on the edge of my seat! I can't wait to see how this all ends!

Binding Love (Part Six/ Dark!Tommy)

Summary: Your new life, far away from the soot and fog, from your husband's raging paranoia and murders committed in the name of love, has feelings of guilt surface as your daughter continues to demand the whereabouts of her father. But even the false hope of a bright future faces jeopardy when you run into a familiar face in your small hamlet as Tommy spirals into madness back home in Birmingham.

Warnings: Dark!Tommy, language, violence, psychological mind games, controlling behaviour, toxic relationship, manipulative behaviour, psychological abuse, mutual pining, angst, murder, suicidal thoughts, use of one racial slur.

Word Count: 3K

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"Back again so soon" the raven-haired woman with a stack of jangling gold bangles and bulky stoned rings adorning her skin squinted with a smirk as she looked up through the midday sun to your husband hovering over the fire she had lit, its ashes swirling into the chilly winter skies.

" 10 shillings. One reading" Tommy blew a cloud of smoke down to her rising feet. The length of her dress trailed in mud from her hardened life on the road her free spirit called to, flowing behind her as she walked to her wagon.

" 20" she replied, knobbly fingers curling around the framed door to her home with an ushering nod of her head for your husband to follow her into the rickety wooden trailer, to the smell of sandalwood and frankincense burning as she placed the small gas lantern clutched in her hand onto its stand.

"15. And this time, you'll tell me where she is" Tommy's eyes darkened, grabbing her chin between his fingers as she hissed into her cushioned seat to the small table clothed in red and the stack of cards sat in the center.

Three times in one week Tommy had made the journey to the old woman's lonely wagon atop of the rocky field in the green pastures of the Black Country by horseback. Each time seeking answers to the burning question of your whereabouts that had sent him into a spiraling madness in the short time he had spent imprisoned. A time short lived thanks to his trusted friend Johnny Dogs knack and acquired skill at the removal and disposal of dead bodies.

But in the time that was spent pacing back and forth in his iron-clad cell, Tommy had entered a state of mind far darker than he'd entered with. With only whispered gossip leading to empty ends, your husband had resorted to the only thing his maddening mind sought. Other worldly guidance. His last and only chance to find you and his daughter.

"The child's toy" the wild haired woman's hand snapped out, crimson talons grabbing Elsie's cherished pony from your husband's fingers as her piercing eyes roamed over the shuffled cards, head gesturing with a snap for Tommy to pick the response he yearned to dull the torture he felt inside.

" Speak, old woman" Tommy demanded her toying response from her as he forced the card in her hand over onto the table.

" Thrashing waves, she stands on the cliff's edge. Your bern in her arms" her giggling voice watched the widening stare of your husband with satisfaction, his jaw clenching at the same card that had been dealt over and over again to his waiting eyes as she pushed it across the table with a cackle. "The Fool"

" LIAR!" Tommy's voice roared, toppling the array of cards onto the carpeted wagon as he lunged forward, straining hands grasping the throat of the woman whose many predictions had seeped into his unstable mind.

" New beginnings, freedom!" she gasped through your husband's tightening fingers as he cocked his head to her changing words.

" Go on" his brow raised as her life balanced precariously on the edge of Tommy's crazed moral compass and the response from her he would deem satisfactory or not.

Tossing but a single shilling at her feet, Tommy placed a fresh cigarette between his lips, fingers striking the aspen match against its box as he walked out of her disheveled home.

"But a fool you are, Thomas Shelby. And too late" she quietly seethed with a menacing giggle, throwing the measly bronze coin from her as your husband snapped back at her vapid words and manic laugh with fury, flicking the lit match into the pile of tarot cards with a heavy slam to the door that saw the precariously seated gaslight fall to the carpeted floors.

Locked within the flames, screams of pain, of death rolled over the fields of England as Tommy drew his gun from his holster, pushing the metal barrel to his temple.

" I'm coming, darling" he closed his eyes with a whisper at the image of you and Elsie flickering behind his lids, yearning to be reunited with you in the watery death he believed you had succumbed to.

With the click of the trigger, Tommy fell to the ground, only for his eyes to snap open to the earthy bed of grass surrounding him and a pair of laced boots approaching him through his fluttering lashes.

" Heaven doesn't want you, Tom. And hell's too afraid you'll take over" Arthur's voice and reaching arm pulled him up from the ground, hand full of unspent bullets clutched within the calloused pads of his fingers.

" 'ere" he pulled a silver flask of whiskey from within his tailored waistcoat, eyes turning from the blackening wagon as his stomach churned in disgust at the smell of burning flesh.

" You're right, brother" Tommy swigged back the sharp notes of spice and oak, believing the other worldly forces he had sought had intervened and not that of his brothers' hindsight to remove the beckoning call of death Tommy had answered to.

Unable to stand the gruesome trail of dead bodies that had accompanied Tommy to the four corners of England in search of you, Arthur waited by the car as your husband watched the collapsing walls of the old woman's wagon fall apart into charred blackness.

Rising from the muddied ground, your husband squinted through the fumes until he reached the remains of the dead woman and your daughter's pony still intact in her hands. A distorted sign of proof to your husband, that you were both still alive.

" Fuck sake" Tommy's brows knitted together as the disintegrating mane of Elsie's horse disappeared between his fingers, the small toy holding more importance than the body at his feet he stepped over without an ounce of remorse as he walked down the grassy hill to the waving hand of Johnny Dogs stood with Arthur by his car.

" Tom...Tom, she's been spotted" Johnny's arm looped around Tommy's back with a nodding grin, patting the slouching chest of your husband with a small picturesque postcard of a seaside town in his hand as your husband hunched over with welling eyes of relief darting to the greying skies.

"Seems heavens still on my side, eh boys?"

"Elsie shut the door" you pulled your chin from the palm of your hand as you sat against the bay window watching your daughter, muddy boots and unkempt hair traipsing through the kitchen.

"Elsie!" your patience snapped as she continued to ignore you, kicking her shoes off before running out of sight upstairs with a string of demands to see her father following her stomping feet before the slam of her bedroom door closed shut.

"Fuck..." you pinched the thumping headache between your brows as you stood up, swinging the creaking door shut as your eyes darted down to the lock.

Did you want him to get out and find you? Haul you back to Arrow House? Was that what you wanted now? you thought to yourself as the tips of your fingers brushed over the brassy handle.

Anything would be better than this, you snatched your hand away as your welling eyes and slow steps plodded you back to your spot by the window you had set up camp for the past week.

Your new home. Your new life. A small bricked cottage by the white cliffs of Dover, a large garden for Elsie to play in, a crackling fire for you and your daughter to curl up to on long winter nights. Far from Birmingham, far from the fog and soot, far from your husband and his raging paranoia. It was everything you had hoped it would be. And yet, you still longed for him. Still dreamed of him. Was he dreaming of you?

For guilt had become your closest companion in the past weeks, a companion that would join you in the evenings when your daughter lay sound in her bed, and you knocked back the rapidly dwindling bottle of whiskey stuffed behind the frilly pillow on the bay window as you gazed out at the waves, mind drifting to Tommy.

Was it the empty void of Tommy's paranoia no longer filling your days that had you regretting your choice? Or was it Elsie's constant questions about the whereabouts of her father that had you wishing you could turn back the clocks of time, to forgive and forget? your mind plagued you as the sacrifices you were willing to make as a mother if it meant making your daughter happy seeped into your thoughts. After all, he was only trying to keep you safe, wasn't he?

"Y/N?" a voice and the creak of your front door opening drifted to you as the detective that had arranged your witness protection strode through.

"You should be keeping this shut" he shoved his raised gun back into its holster with a disappointed huff, thumbling with the rickety lock as your frowning face approached him.

Why did he have his gun raised? Tommy was in jail. You was safe, wasn't you? you stepped forward with a head full of concerning questions when Elsie came running down the stairs.

" Daddy!" your six-year-old screeched, mistaking the gravelly voice for her fathers as she came to a stumbling stop at the bottom of the stairs.

" Hello Elsie, look what I found for you" he bent down to her small frame, handing her a newly purchased pony, locks wrapped in a red ribbon.

" Elsie" you nodded to her with a stern face to thank the gentlemen as her sulking lips and swaying legs quietly accepted the horse.

" Thank you" she sniffed, turning the poor replacement for the one Tommy had first brought her in her hand as her pleading eyes looked up at you to let her leave.

" Go on" you let her go, hands threading through the ends of her locks as she hurried back upstairs with another slam to her door.

" She'll adjust" the officer guided you to the kitchen clearing his throat, deciding not to put another dousing of stress into your already difficult day with the news of Tommy's release.

" Tea?" he asked, watching you fall into your spot by the window with a passing nod of your head.

With a fresh brew of Earl Grey cupped within your palms, you scooted your feet back as the detective settled himself opposite you on the wooden bench.

" How are you?" his questions tore your from the bottom of the garden and the swinging gate, toing and froing.

Tommy, your heart jumped with muddled emotions of both fear and relief that he'd found you as a gust of wind battered against the window, and you slouched back into your seat with disappointment.

" Fine" you absently responded, gaze drifting over the unkempt grass outside, looping your necklace tightly around your finger as the muffling chatter from the officer continued.

You could be as cold as him, as callous as him, you tried to convince yourself that you possessed the same darkness as your husband, that you could ignore his misgivings if it meant hushing the sounds of codependency you still shared with him.

" So, how about it?" the detective's voice drifted back into your preoccupied thoughts as his heavy hand cupped your knee.

" Sorry?" you scrambled to understand what you had missed as you pulled your cardigan around your body, shielding yourself from his roaming eyes your absent mind had let go unnoticed.

" Take you out, so you can let your hair down?" he sent you a playful smile, lips curled around the warm mug of tea as your scrunching brow and his misplaced affections had you rising to your feet with a fumbling cascade of apologies.

" I'm sorry, I'm just...I don't think, I don't think I'll be in the mood" you politely refused his offer, suddenly feeling vulnerable, suddenly desperate for your husband's overbearing protectiveness as the officer stalked towards you.

" Maybe when I pop by next time then?" he smiled, brushing a lock of hair from your flinching face as you stepped back, feeling like you had given the wrong impression after the countless times you had welcomed him into your new home, the countless times he had made the long journey from the midlands to check on your safety you accepted feeling indebted to him.

" M-hm" you wordlessly replied as you slipped behind the kitchen table to the front door, hoping he'd get the hint and follow you out.

" Take care Y/N, and lock that door" he squeezed your arm with a wink, fingers waving to Elsie stood at the top of the stairs with her father's infamous Shelby scowl staring him down.

Pulling his coat around him from the icy winds, he came to a stop along the cobbled path, mumbling his appetite for you as he turned to see you stood by your open door, only your cardi shielding you from the bitter cold and the thin nightie underneath.

" Pretty little thing, ain't you just" he turned back to his car with a pleased smile as his partner raced towards him.

" Boss! Boss, there's a road block that's causing chaos down by the turning" he breathlessly informed the seasoned officer as he clutched onto the wooden fencing.

"I've had a Shepard ranting and raving for me to do something for the past thirty minutes, Sir " the young officer looked up at the creasing brow of his superior, watching him walk to his waiting car with a shake of his head. "Sir?"

" Not our district, son" he slipped into his car turning the ignition, tires rolling past your coastal cottage to the bend in the path and said road block with a disgruntled huff at the sight in front of him.

" Fucking gypsies" his fingers tightened around the wheel, eyes honing in on the empty wagon abandoned in the middle of the road and the Shepard's failing attempts to keep control of his herd as his dogs snapping jaw barked at the wooden block in the road, when a tap to his window and a grinning stout man with thumbs hooked under the suspenders of his trousers appeared outside of his car.

" Top of the morning to you, officer"

"The fresh air will do you good. Do us both good" your attempts to convince your child quickly fell short as you marched along the frosty ground in the freezing temperatures that came with living by the sea.

" Can we go home now?" she looked up at you with wind-nipped cheeks and a reddened nose as you battled with the bagful of shopping between your numbing fingers.

" I just need to pop into the corner shop..." you were cut off by your daughter coming to a scowling stop and a stomp of her foot as she pulled her mittened hand from yours.

" Back to Daddy, back to Birmingham Mummy!" she shuffled her feet against the icy cement, doe eyes pulling at the withering strings of your heart as she looked up at you.

" Elsie..." you sighed, crouching down to her as you adjusted your poor attempt at a knitted wooly hat over her ears, clueless on what to say, knowing she was too young to understand the complexities of her parents' relationship, and the gruesome things her father had done in the name of love. " Darling, I..."

" Mrs Shelby, I thought it was you. Didn't I tell you Mildred, I wasn't seeing things" the nattering of an elderly lady accompanied by her friend walking arm in arm shuffled towards you along the slippery ground as you bolted up with widening eyes, head snapping over your shoulder to see the last person you wished to see approaching you.

"Just last week, I was certain I saw you down by the bakery" she came to a stop in front of you, gleaming eyes patiently waiting for your response.

" Mrs Cross" you pulled your daughter into your body as the woman who was known as Small Heath's biggest gossiper, just so happened to be in the same hamlet in the same godforsaken freezing ends of England at the same time as you smiled to you and your daughter.

" What are...are you here on holiday?" you swallowed back your mounting panic, desperately trying to shroud your nerves with a pleasant smile of surprise.

" Goodness no, not in this weather" her brow furrowed at the pointy icicles hanging over head as she adjusted her fur coat around her frail body.

"A bereavement in the family" she clarified when questions about your unexpected appearance in Dover spilled from her inquisitive mind.

" And you?" her glistening eyes peaked with curiosity, eager for a new topic of conversation for her and her friend to natter over during their afternoon tea.

" Just a small getaway" you lied, keeping things brief as you clutched the bag of potatoes and parsnips for the soup you envisioned warming your shivering bones in your hand, knowing too well how quickly anything that sounded untoward would travel back to Birmingham at the speed of light if you let your tongue slip.

" Some much needed family time together, hm?" her observing eyes scanned behind you, expecting to see your husband accompanying you on said getaway.

" Yes, just the three of us" you lied for a second time through eager smiles at the blissful image of a happy family spending time in a quaint cottage by the coast you hoped the nosey resident of your hometown envisioned as your daughter's head darted up at you with a frown of confusion.

" How lovely" her attentions drifted to your daughter's eyes cast down in a sorrowful gaze at the slippery pavement and the lone strand of graze stuck beneath the sheath of ice that covered it. " Is that not so, Miss Elsie?"

" I want to go home" your daughter sniffled her response, while your fingers squeezed tightly around the corded bag in your hand as your heart began to rapidly thud against your chest at the gossiping woman's questions that could worm out the real reason why you was currently in the small deserted village if the unfiltered honesty of your child elaborated.

" Oh sweet child, you've not missed out on anything, my dear. Just last week I sent a postcard back with news from my end. And my neighbour Ethel diligently informed me that our little town is the same as it has always been" she informed your child with a gentle pinch on her plump cheek as her words hurtled a thousand worries to you.

Did she tell her gossiping conspirator that she had seen you? Had news gotten back to Tommy about your whereabouts? you began to panic as a ball of unease settled in your stomach, when your taunting mind reminded you of your sentiments that morning with one last question. But isn't that what you wanted, him to come find you?

"It was lovely seeing you Mrs Cross, but we must be off. Goodbye" you sharply turned on your heel, leaving your muddled emotions with the elderly duo curiously watching you scurry away with your child's dragging feet behind you.

" Strange Mildred" the old lady's eyes narrowed in on you slipping behind the cobbled wall of the corner shop before turning back to her friend with a knitted brow.

" What is, dear?" her shivering companion queried as she watched her baring along the slippery ground.

" Where is, Mr Shelby?"

With your daughter tucked safely asleep in her bed, you wrapped the ties of your dressing gown around your body, padding to your bedroom window and the flickering candle sat on top of the windowsill as you waited for the reassuring presence of the cop car that would roll past your home every night.

" Slowly" your husband commanded the detective as he sat behind the driver's seat of the unmarked car with the barrel of his gun pointed to the side of the officer's head.

"We wouldn't want to give her a fright, now would we?" Tommy's smile contorted into a malicious smirk as they slowly approached your house, the frightening scene shielded by the dark confides of the car and cloudy night skies.

" Well would you look at that. There she is. My wife" Tommy's eyes darted to you stood at the window as a sigh of relief left his throat upon seeing you after weeks of waiting. Heart momentarily overcome with satisfaction, with love, before his anger for your daring actions shrouded the moment.

" Go on, flash the lights. You're scaring her" Tommy demanded, scooting forward in the leather-padded seat upon seeing your head dart up and down the lonesome road in a panic as his gun burrowed into the quivering man's skull.

With the blinking confirmation of the headlights reassuring you of your safety, you sent a short wave of gratitude as your nightie fell open, revealing your thin slip underneath that had the detective snap his head away, nervously clearing his throat.

" You enjoy watching my wife, you fucking perv, eh?" Tommy's anger snapped in the mumbling man's ear as the officer scooted in his seat away from the exposed sight of you.

" Just doing as I'm told" he nervously darted his shifted gaze to the rear-view mirror and the darkened reflection of Tommy sat behind him, eyes shadowed by his peaked cap and the lies his searing stare were reading through. Lies that only confirmed his need to protect you, to keep you safe.

" Go" Tommy ordered him with a nod of his head to the road ahead of them as you blew out the burning candle before returning to the warmth of your lonely bed. Oblivious of who was behind the wheel of your nightly patrol and the man accompanying him.

"Please" the officer pleaded for his life to the sound of the rumbling wheels coming to a steady stop along the gritted path as Tommy's reaching hand pulled the key from the ignition.

" Sorry officer, threes a crowd" he swiftly pulled his cap from his head, slicing the shining blade across the man's throat. Inflicting a bloody gurgling death on the detective until he succumbed to the liters of blood pooling in his lap and lifelessly fell forward onto the wheel.

Crimson stained gloves pinched around the cigarette in his hand, Tommy's long coated frame stood in front of the rear headlights of the abandoned car as a cloud of smoke parted in front of his eyes to the emerging sight of the picturesque cottage you and your daughter slept peacefully inside of.

" Sweet dreams, my darlings"

Next Part (Final Chapter) coming soon!

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