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post 8x08 because i'm SAD in a way that can only be eased with buddie hurt/comfort đ title from abstract (psychopomp) by hozier
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Buck is the one to drive him to the airport because who else would it be?
It feels a lot like deja vu as he approaches the glass doors of Departures but his step only falters for a moment before Eddieâs hand is catching his sleeve at the elbow and leading him through them. Itâs further than Abby ever let him get.
Eddie lets him go as far the security line and he almost looks regretful when he turns to face Buck.
Buck would like to think heâs handled this well so far. Heâs been supportive, helped Eddie choose his new home, listened to his fears about his parents, reassured him about Christopher, promised to oversee the shipping of the rest of Eddieâs stuff next week. Heâs done everything right.
It hasnât made any of this feel less wrong.
They look at each other now, awkward in a way they never are, until Eddie drops his bag and pulls him into a hug without saying anything.
Maybe because thereâs nothing to say. Buckâs heart has been lodged in his throat since he parked the car; heâs not even sure he could say anything if he wanted to.
Eddieâs arms around him are a familiar weight though so Buck allows himself to sink into them. To tuck his chin into the crook of Eddieâs shoulder and to fist his hands in the back of his jacket like if he holds on tight enough he might be able to convince Eddie to stay.
When Eddie does pull back he makes no attempt to leave the circle of Buckâs arms. Instead one of his hands goes to that same spot at the juncture of Buckâs neck â always the same spot â and when his thumb makes contact with the divot in Buckâs throat he seeks out Buckâs gaze.
âHey,â he murmurs. âDonât look at me like that.â
âLike what?â Buck croaks, the tell-tale burn behind his eyes becoming more pronounced by the second.
âLike Iâm Abby,â Eddie sighs. âOr Ali. Or Tommy. Iâm not leaving you, Buck.â
Buck tries to laugh but it comes out too hysterical and Eddieâs hand tightens on his neck.
âIâm leaving,â he allows. âBut Iâm not leaving you.â
âI donât know what Iâm gonna do without you,â Buck says, the words wobbling in the middle. His hands are still twisted in Eddieâs jacket.
âAnd you think I do?â Eddie asks with a half-laugh. âWho am I gonna talk to when my folks are driving me crazy? Who am I gonna talk to when I do anything? Besides, you think Chris will accept you not visiting at least once a month?â
Truthfully, Buck has no idea what Chris wants right now but he clings to Eddieâs words anyway.
âEveryone at work is gonna find me insufferable. It was bad enough that last time you werenât there.â
Eddie laughs again, thumb brushing Buckâs neck seemingly absentmindedly. âNo they wonât. And Iâll be on Facetime so much itâll be like I never left.â
Buck ducks his head but nods anyway, gathering up the courage to say what he wants to say next. âI know you have to go,â he starts, steeling himself as he makes himself meet Eddieâs gaze. âBut please donât go forever.â
Eddieâs expression blanks, his mouth parting over nothing. Buck can only stare back, hoping that just this once it might be different. That he wonât get a, âTake care of yourself, Buck,â and a hand to the cheek before the person in front of him disappears forever.
Eddie doesnât touch his cheek. Instead he presses their foreheads together hard enough to hurt, hard enough to make Buckâs breath catch and rush out of him on a shaky exhale.
âI wonât. I promise,â Eddie breathes and his hand moves from Buckâs neck to the back of Buckâs head and Buck canât help wondering for a moment what would happen if he closed the distance between them. If Eddie would kiss him back.
Itâs not a thought heâs ever entertained before but heâs thinking it now and it feelsâŚlike it makes sense. Like an inevitability.
And what a time to have a realisation like that.
Eddie leans back then and Buck forces himself to unclench his hands, attempting to smooth out the back of Eddieâs jacket with trembling hands.
âYou should go,â he says because Eddie wonât.
Eddie nods faintly in agreement and it looks like it takes every ounce of effort for him to take a step back. Buck picks up his bag for him, offers it to him, and tries for a weak smile so Eddie will know itâs okay. That he can go and Buck wonât cause a scene.
âIâll call you as soon as I get to my parents place.â
Buck nods. âGive Chris a hug for me.â
âI will.â
Eddie starts looking towards the security line again and Buck blurts out, âTell him I love him.â
Eddie looks back to him, a devastating smile of understanding on his face. âHe knows already. But I will.â
Buck nods again and then thereâs nothing left to say. Eddie turns to go and Buck does the same because he canât watch until heâs out of sight. It hurts too much already and he can barely hold his tears back as it is.
He doesnât need to watch himself get left behind again.
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Heâs just unlocking his car when his phone rings. He doesnât check who it is as he climbs in, just shoves the phone between his ear and his shoulder as he reaches for his seatbelt.
âKeep me company while I wait for my flight?â
He straightens so quickly the phone almost falls into his lap but he catches it just in time. And he tries to laugh but he thinks it might come out more like a sob. âKeep me company on the drive home?â
âAlways,â Eddie says like theyâre driving home from work after a long shift.
Buck switches his phone to speaker mode and looks down at the keys in his hand, at the keys to the loft, Maddieâs place and Eddieâs house respectively, considering his options before turning on the ignition.
âSo thereâs the guy at the gate-â Eddie starts and Buck lets the sound of his voice wash over him. Allows himself just one singular moment where he closes his eyes and holds his hand to his chest before he pulls himself together and drives out of his space.
Eddie is offering him a play by play of the guy at the gate whoâs insisting his luggage is not chirping and Buck gets his breath back enough to make a quip about how that made it through the security scanner.
When he reaches the freeway it takes hardly any thought at all for him to take the exit thatâll get him to the Diaz house fastest.
Heâs going home after all.
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Chapter V | Siri
Summary: You moved to one of the biggest cities in the world - Grand Line to pursue filmmaking career. Soon enough your path will cross with the vocalist of upcoming band called âThe Neighbourhoodâ. At first you decided to be just friends - because it would be easier, but sadly as everything in life sometimes by taking the easy path we regret a lot of things.
Main characters: Portgas D Ace x Reader (female)
Supporting characters: Nami, Usopp, Luffy, Zoro, Sanji, Law, Deuce, Shanks, Buggy, Sabo, Eustass Kid, Koala, Robin, Dave (OC), (more to be add)
Description: Modern AU | Musician Ace
WARNINGS: explicit language, use of nicotine/cigarettes, use of weed/joint, slight smut, sexual content , mentions of alcohol, mentions of narcolepsy, conflict feelings, MINORS INTERACT ON YOUR OWN RISK (18+)
Word Count: 15,6K
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NOTE: This chapter was rewritten like ten times and still I feel like it could of been better. As you can see from the warnings, there is some smut in it, as I decided to test the waters with it (please read the note at the end, as I donât want to spoil anything for you at the beginning). I hope that you will enjoy the chapter as I tried to make it serious but also fun and unbelievable in some moments as it is usually in real life. Also a BIG BIG THANK YOU to all of you who comment, reblog, like and follow me it means the world to me đĽšđŤś And thank you for the sweet messages when I shared with you that I havenât been feeling good this past week, you all are amazing human beings <3333
âItâs great, I was sure you gonna nailed it.â Dave tilted his head looking at me with a big grin spread across his face. I finished editing the footage for the music video last night and called him to meet me today for a coffee. We were sitting on a table for two in my favourite coffee shop. I was nervously biting on my nails, my brows frown not fully satisfied or convinced that the video was good enough.
âYou sure? I donât think itâs there yet.â I breathed out, rubbing my temples as Iâve already had a headache. âAnd I must send it by tomorrow as I promised Marco, a-and I must work on my short-cut as we start filming next week, a-a-and I donât have location, I-I have nothing.â I gibbered, clicking on the computer mouse, opening different programs, trying to find a way to make it better. It was not good enough and I didnât have much time left to sent it. âWhy, why, why did I agree to do this?â Stress was taking over me these past days; I thought that I could manage a lot of things at the same time not realising that I was not ready for this yet.
âHey, hey, hey.â Dave gently grabbed my hand and put the mouse away. He gently stared to run circles on my back trying to calm me down. âThe video is amazing; you canât do it any better than it is already.â He looked me in the eyes, and I could see that he meant what he was saying. âTake some deep breaths.â His tone was gentle. He put his arm around my shoulder pushing me closer to him. âYou did great. Hell, I should show you the first video that I did, so you can see what a bad music video looks like.â I giggled at his attempt to cheer me up. I took a deep breath and tilted my head up as I could feel some tears building up in my eyes, ready to fall. âHey, no crying.â Dave gently whipped the tear that rolled from the corner of my eye.
âIâm sorry, Iâm not a cry baby I promise.â I chuckled trying to hold back the tears.
âI know you arenât. I think you stressed yourself way too much.â His thumb continued to gently crease my cheek. I looked at him and nodded, my lip trembling. âThe video is perfect, now save the files and just relax.â He reassured me again, giving me little squeeze on the shoulder.
âYou are right.â I saved the files and closed the laptop. âThank you, Dave.â I whispered, glancing at his sincere green eyes. He slightly nodded and gave me one of his sweet smiles.
âDonât look at it anymore and just send it to their manager.â Dave let go of me and took a sip of his coffee. I also took a sip of mine and made a grimace. We stayed in silence for a second, as I was lost in my own thoughts, until Dave cleared his throat. âCan I... Can I ask you something?â He rubbed the back of his neck, unsure how to ask whatever he had in mind.
âOf course you can.â I turned all my attention to him.
âIs there something going on between you and I think his name was Ace?â His gaze focused on me.
âWhat? No, why?â My eyes were shifting between him and the coffee mug in my hands.
âWell, there was obviously some tension between you two on set, so I thought that you might... you know.â He awkwardly shrugged. I puffed and gave him a dismissive wave of with my hand.
âI was just pissed because he was late, thatâs all.â I lied, something I caught myself doing a lot lately, especially when it came to Ace. âI hate it when people are not serious you know, and he wasnât that day on set, so I got pissed.â This was not a lie. Ace did piss me off with his behaviour on set, not only for that, but Dave didnât need to know.
âYeah, that was a little annoying.â He agreed with me. âAnd arrogant.â Dave added. I side-eyed him for a second. âHonestly, from all the guys he was giving the weirdest vibes.â
âWhat do you mean?â I wanted him to elaborate more by what he meant by Ace being the âweirdestâ.
âSorry, I shouldnât have said that. He is your friend after all.â The regret in his voice was clear as he quickly apologised but I shook my head. Â
âWe are not that close.â I pointed out. âBut for real, why did you get this vibe from him? I personally think that Law is the weirdest.â I laughed, thinking of all the awkward situations I have had with Law. He was also the one I have spoken the least with.
âNah, Lawâs pretty cool.â Dave disagreed with me, nudging my shoulder. âWell, I donât know... Ace was kinda giving me some weird looks.â
âWhat? For real?â I blinked surprised at Dave. âI didnât notice anything. Are you sure he did?â Ace might be an ass from time to time, but I didnât notice anything on set, he seemed pretty chilled with all of the guys.
âI donât know, you are right and maybe I misread the situation.â I didnât know what to respond, so I just gave him an awkward smile. âLook I didnât want to bad mouth Ace or anything like it, I swear.â Dave run his hand over his hair, as he gave me a regretful look.
âDave, please. You didnât bad mouth anyone, if he did act like this then he is an ass.â I gently placed my hand on his shoulder and squeezed it. I didnât want Dave to feel bad, for sharing his view of someone with me. âAnd Iâm not going to tell him anything, so donât worry.â
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I got home and the first thing that I did was to take a warm shower. I took of my clothes and throw them in the laundry basket. Before I got in the shower, I put some music on my phone and left it on the sink. I got in the shower and let the warm water run down my body. It helped relaxing my tensed muscles. The whole room was steamed, making everything foggy. The past few days were quite stressful for me and the upcoming ones wouldnât be any different. From shooting the music video, to editing it and the stress if they were going to like it, to my upcoming short-cuts, my mind was going to explode. On top of it I couldnât stop thinking about Ace, no matter how hard I tried not to. In a way he had gotten under my skin. He was so suffocating and hard to understand at times. His whole behaviour was so confusing, one second, he was all nice, bubbly and open with me and the next he was cold, and moody and overall, an asshole. I confidently can say that Iâm good with reading people and understanding why they act the way they do, but Ace was another story. From what he had shared with me so far, I knew that he hadnât had it easy in life. Especially growing up without parents, it definitely took a tool on him. I want to get to know him more and be his friend, but Iâm not sure how much he would let me in his life and mind.
I couldnât stop thinking of the afternoon we spent together on Saturday, if I was to make a cheesy movie, I would definitely recreate it. I was surprised even then how much he opened, but then so did I. Not even Nami and Usopp knew about my mother. Something that Saturday made me trust him and that same thing made him trust me. Part of me started to wonder, what if he regrated opening, as it might have been too soon, giving the fact we have known each other for almost a month. Then the scene with Samantha, and the way he was enjoying it, made my blood boil. The satisfaction in his eyes when I cut the scene right before their kiss, and the cocky smirk he had on his face, like he knew why I did it, only added fuel to my irritation with him. And the audacity to text me right after.
âFucking Aceâ I cursed under my breath as I felt myself getting irritated once again. Rubbing the bodywash up and down my body and the hot water washing it away, my mind was full of Ace. I tried to take my mind off him, but I couldnât. I felt this warm feeling building up inside of me. I havenât felt this way in a long time. I ran one of my hands down my neck to my breast. Closing my eyes the first thing that my mind thought off was the feeling of when I was holding onto Aceâs torso while we were on his motorbike. âNo, fuck.â My eyes shoot open as I shook my head quickly getting rid of the thoughts. I tried to calm myself as I was getting heated up. I reached for the towel hanged next to the shower door and wrapped it around myself. âFuckinâ Ace.â I whispered to myself. âFucking Ace.â I called out louder, as I smacked my hands on the sink. âFuckinâ, fuckinâ Ace.â I got mad at myself for letting him have such effect on me.
âCalling Ace.â My eyes widen as I heard Siriâs voice. I grabbed my phone as quick as possible, which had already dialled Aceâs number. Because of my wet fingers the screen wasnât responding, no matter how fast I tried to cancel the call.
âHey, doll.â His voice raspy and low. âYou arenât mad at me anymore?â He snorted.
âA-Ace.â My voice came out like I was out of breath. I slapped myself on the face.
âUh... doll? Are you okay?â His voice sounded confused. âYou sound a little out of breath.â
âSo do you.â I quickly replied.
âYou caught me in the middle of workout.â He huffed.
âSame.â I looked in the mirror at my reflection making a grimace at myself at the answer I gave him.
âAnd what are you working out?â He didnât believe my answer at all, I could of hear it in his voice.
âRunning.â I spatted out.
âSo, you are working our running... interesting. How many are you running?â
âFive.â
âFive what, doll?â He laughed. âYou ran out of words or something?â He teased me.
âKilometres, five kilometres.â I scrunched my face as I mentally slapped myself, as I couldnât come up with worse answer than this.
âWow, impressive. We should run together sometime then.â I just hummed in respond to this. âAnd what made you call me?â
âI...um...I called you... because...â I tried to think of a quick excuse as I tighten the towel around my body. âBecause of the video.â I blurted out.
âItâs done?â He sounded surprised.
âYes, and you are the first one to know that, remember how you ask me to be the first one to know, there you go. You welcome.â I chuckled, regaining my confidence.
âNo, I didnât.â
âYes, you did.â
âNo, I did not.â
âAce, you did.â Was he trying to irritate me, and it was working.
âI asked you to be the first one to see it, not the first one to know.â He clarified. I bit my tongue, the audacity this man had was unmatched. âSo when can we watch it?â
âI am going to emailed it to Marco, but if you text me your email, I can send it to you as well.â
âNo, come over my place and we can watch it together.â I was taken aback from his suggestion.
âIâm extremely tired, so thank you, but no.â I politely decline his offer.
âTake a nap, itâs barely 3PM, I will come and pick you up around six.â He didnât tell or ask me; he literally commanded me.
âAce I just told you Iâm tired.â I hissed.
âDidnât I give you a solution just a second ago?â He was testing my patience at this point.
âAce, Iâm not the type you can order around.â I rolled my eyes annoyed.
âIs that a challenged, doll?â He teased.
âAce you are...â He didnât let me finish.
âCharmin, I know. Now tell me what your plans for the night are?â I could feel the smug smirk on his face without even seeing him. Â
âSleeping.â I spatted.
âI promise I will get you back home the latest around ten.â Ace wasnât going to give up.
âYou wonât take ânoâ for an answer, will you?â He clicked with his tongue. âFine, but under one condition.â I sighed.
âShoot.â
âYou send me the address and I come by myself, because Iâm not getting on that thing again.â He laughed as I referred to his motorbike as âthat thingâ.
âSure, Iâll send you the address.â And with this he hung up. I ran my fingers through my wet hair and sighed deeply. I looked at my phone and whined.
âHow? How did you hear âcall Aceâ, hu? Explain!â I was talking to my phone like it can respond to me. I didnât know how to call this, but some cosmetic power out there was clearly beefing with me, as what just happened right now, was made up straight out of a movie.
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Around five-something pm, I woke up from the nap I took. I stretched my body and reached to take my phone and check the address that Ace sent me. It was thirty minutes away with the metro.
âOps, guess I will be late.â I said to myself with a sly smile. Ace could wait for a little bit.
I put a pair of dark blue leggings on and just a white hoodie on top. I grabbed my bag, but first checked if I got everything with me. I left my place and went to catch the metro. After almost forty minutes I was in front of his front door. The area where Ace lived was quite nice depending on which side of it you live. He lived in the middle between the good and the bad side, which I found kind of ironic. From what I have gotten to know him so far, Ace was somehow always in between something. The building where he lived was old from the outside but renovated from the inside. He had sent me the code for the entrance door of the building, so I easily got in. His apartment was on the last floor and there was no elevator, so by the time I reached the seventh floor I was out of breath. I made a mental note to myself that I need to consider started working out. I chewed on my bottom lip as tension started to build up in me before I rang the bell, and a sight left my lips. I looked down as I was playing nervously with my fingers waiting for Ace to open the door. The door swinged open, and Ace stood in front of me. I lifted my head slowly and I was met with Aceâs bare upper body, as only a pair of grey sweatpants were hanging low on his hips. My eyes widen and I immediately looked away.
âYou are late, doll.â A smug smirk was growing on his face as he saw me all flushed and avoiding his gaze.
âYou are not the one to speak about whoâs late or not.â I snapped quietly. He moved aside and let me in. I stepped inside and took off my shoes, kicking them on the side. Ace closed the door behind me, and I followed him. The apartment was spacious. By the entrance, on the left, was a door that was closed and next to it was the kitchen which wasnât very big and had no door. From the small hallway we went straight to the spacious living room. The walls were anchor grey colour with some naked spots on most corners and you could see the bricks. The two big windows, on each side of the wall where a big TV was placed, were almost touching the floor, and some long off-white curtains were hanged on them. In the middle was a big L-shaped light grey couch with a square coffee table in front of it. In the right spaced corner Ace had a desk by the window, which was quite a mess with pencils and sheets of paper everywhere, even on the ground. By the desk were positioned three guitar stances, only two guitars placed there the third one missing. The corner wall there was covered in posters of different bands and artists. On the left side of the living room behind the couch almost to the corner was another door which was closed as well. The left side wall had another big window but that one didnât reach the floor like the others. In front of it was big sideboard with a lot of picture frames on top of it. The apartment overall was super clean and tidy, which surprised me a little as I always thought of Ace as a messy guy.
âWow, your place is amazing.â I said as he offered to take my bag, and I handed it to him, still avoiding looking at his direction. I sat on the couch where I saw the third missing guitar.
âDo you want to drink something? I have like coke and beer.â He came by the back of the couch and picked the guitar putting it back to its place.
âIs it zero?â I glanced at him, his back facing me. His broad back was defined with muscles. I always thought he had a back tattoo but apparently, I was wrong, instead the back of his shoulders was covered with freckles.
âUh... I have to check.â He scratched the back of his neck as he smiled at me. I slowly nodded and moved my eyes away from his body as he left the room. My eyes landed on the paper sheets on the table and the pen on top of them. I tilted my head to take a better look at them.
âDo you want ice?â Ace yelled from the kitchen.
âYes, please.â I yelled back. He came soon after with a can of Coke Zero and a glass full of ice. âThank you.â I whispered as he handed it to me. I poured the Coke into the glass and took a big sip. Ace put the paper sheets away and sat on the other side of the sofa, leaning back as he spreads his legs like a slut, and pulled up his phone.
âHave you eaten?â He asked me without looking at me but scrolling on his phone.
âUh, no I havenât.â I murmured, swallowing hard.
âWhat do you want to eat?â He glanced at me.
âI donât have preferences.â I shrugged. Ace looked again at me and sighed.
âDoll, relax please. You know you can lay or just lean comfortably, no need to be stiff at all. Feel at home, I mean it.â He threw one of the small pillows on the couch at me and I caught it. I didnât say anything, I just hugged the pillow and leaned back on the couch. âSo, I donât know... Pizza?â Ace raised his eyebrows waiting for a respond.
âSure, pizza is good.â I nodded.
âHave you tried this place âPappa Grappaâ they have th-â I didnât let Ace finished his sentence as I squeaked excitedly almost choking as I was taking a sip of the cola. Aceâs eyes widen at my reaction as he gave me a questionable look.
âAre you kidding me? They are the best! And oh my God, their chicken wings, have you tried them?â I moved to sit right next to him, excitement taking over me. Ace just shook his head in response to my question. I gasped. âOh my God, Ace. Ace, Ace you must try them. You donât understand those chicken wings taste like haven, like if haven was food it was going to be this chicken wings.â I grabbed him by the biceps and squeezed it, all my shyness left my body as I was babbling to him about the chicken wings. Ace smiled at my childish excitement.
âDoll, why donât you take my phone and order whatever you heart desires and I just take care of the payment, hm?â He handed me his phone to take it.
âNo, letâs split it thi-.â I insist but Ace shushed me fast.
âYou are not paying for anything. Now choose whatever you want.â He leaned back on the couch, both arms behind his neck, eyes fixed on me. I wanted to protest, but arguing with Ace was impossible as he would never back up.
âBut next time is on me.â I looked at him seriously.
âYeah, sure.â He snorted. I couldnât help but noticed that his abs tensed when he laughed. My eyes moved quickly back to his phone, as I felt a wave of heat hitting me up. I cleared my throat before I spoke.
âWhat pizza do you want?â
âYour choice.â I nodded to his response and went with my favourite pizza. Once I added the chicken wings as well, I handed him the phone so he could proceed with the payment. âSo.. how are you doing, doll?â He put his phone in his sweatpants pocket and looked at me. Even though Ace had a smug look on his face, his eyes werenât. His deep brown eyes had this soft look, nothing mischievous or mocking behind them, just pure softness.
âBeen better, you?â I leaned on the couch, a bit of a space between us. I grab one of the pillows behind my back and put it on my lap as I brought my legs close to me and crossed them.
âWhyâs that?â Ace frowned upon hearing my response.
âIâm just extremely stressed that is all.â I shrugged. âHow have you been?â
âSame as always. Still stressed about your⌠short-cuts, was it called that?â He raised his eyebrow questioningly.
âYeah, I havenât found a location for the party scene, but I might ask Dave for help, as he might know someone who can let us film in his apartment.â I clicked with my tongue. Ace clenched his jaw as he hummed. âWhat?â I chuckled at his reaction.
âWhat, what?â He frowned his eyebrows.
âWhat was with that âreactionâ?â I mimicked his jaw clenching and hum. Ace shook his head denying it.
âI never did this. But anyway, arenât you here to show me the video?â He quickly changed the subject.
âYes, I need my laptop.â I was about to stand up, but Ace stopped me and instead he did and brought me my bag. I thanked him and took the laptop out of my bag. I took a deep breath as I opened it, and it loaded. Ace sat closer to me this time, his body almost touching mine. âSo, I edit it like thousand times, but this is the final edit. I was literally going crazy over it and Dave had to calm me down and reassured me that it is good.â A little giggle escaped my lips. I was too focused on the screen and didnât see Ace rolling his eyes.
âIâm sure you did a good job.â Ace bit the inside of his cheek. I slightly tilted my head and side-eyed him, before opening the video file.
âOkay, are you ready?â I asked before pressing play. He nodded, his face emotionless. âAssholeâ I thought to myself, at lease he could pretend that he was excited to see his own video. I pressed play and the video started. My eyes were moving between the laptop and Ace the whole time, but I couldnât read his face. His face was like a stone. I started to feel more and more uncertain with every passing second, biting on my nails now afraid of his reaction. What if he doesnât like the video or worst hate it? My thoughts were running wild, while his eyes were glued to the screen. The video ended and I waited for his response.
âSoâŚ. What do you think?â I swallowed hard, the tension he was building was killing me.
âOh, dollâŚâ He clicked with his tongue, shaking his head as he pursed his lips. My eyes widen at his reaction.
âNo, no, no.â I shook my head in distress. I jumped on my feet as I covered my face with my hands. âI knew you were going to hate it, Iâm sorry, Iâm so, so sorry.â My eyes filed up with tears immediately and my lip started trembling. Â
âNo, no, hell, donât cry, doll.â Ace jumped from the couch and grabbed me by the shoulders. âI was kidding, please, donât cry.â He tried to calm me down.
âNo, you are lying.â I didnât believe him, his reaction said it out loud that he wasnât happy with the video.
âNo, Iâm not.â He cupped my face in his hands making me look at him. â(Y/N), the video is amazing. I swear upon my dead mother I love the video, doll.â I blinked at him, as a tear rolled down my face. Ace quickly whipped it with his thumb. âDoll, please donât cry. I just wanted to mess around with you a little, I swear.â He pulled me towards his chest and wrapped his arms around me. My heart skipped a beat. His skin was so warm and soft, yet his body felt so hard and muscular. I froze in his embrace. My heartbeat fastens, we have never been this close before, except from when were on his motorbike but that was different. I took a deep breath, and I got lightheaded. I never noticed how good Ace smelled - a woody, citrusy and musky notes perfectly mixed in one creating this intoxicating scent of a man. Ace let go of me after a moment and took a step back, lifting my chin up with two of his fingers looking at my eyes. âIâm sorry.â His eyes were sincere.
âYou really like it?â My voice came out like a whisper.
âI donât like it, I love it. I knew you can do it.â He moved a strand of my hair and gently put it behind my ear.
âYou are an asshole. I hope you are aware of that.â I frowned my eyebrows at him, as I turned and sat on the couch, facing away from him. Ace smiled and sat next to me and pulled me closer to him with one hand. He wrapped it around my shoulder and whispered in my ear:
âI am. But please donât be mad at me, doll.â His breath was hot on my skin, and I got goosebumps all over my body. I turned my head to look at him our faces inches apart. I slightly open my mouth to say something, but nothing came. My brows still frowned as I was still affected. He was just observing me, not saying anything, his eyes soften again.
âI should be packing my stuff and leave now but be thankful that Iâm starving otherwise I would have been gone by now.â I finally told him, turning my head away from him. Ace heartly laughed and nodded agreeing with me. His phone rang and he quickly picked up â it was the delivery guy and Ace told him that he was going to come down in a second.
âFaster.â I yelled after him as I heard him opening the front door. He just laughed in response before closing it. I huffed and looked around. My eyes land on the big sideboard with the picture frames. I got up from the couch and went to look at them. They were mostly of him with his brothers or friends. I picked the one of all three of them as kids smiling wide with one front tooth missing, Luffy looking so much smaller than his big brothers, they were no older than eight or nine years old.
âSnooping around?â Ace said behind me. I jumped a little as I didnât hear him coming back at all.
âSorry, hope you donât mind me looking at the pictures.â I chuckled still holding the frame. âThis is super cute picture.â I pointed out.
âWanna hear the story behind it?â I nodded eagerly as I handed him the framed photo. âSo, me and Sabo lost the same front tooth at the same time. I think we were around nine years old. And to not feel left out, five years old Luffy went, and till this day we donât know how he managed but took out the exact same tooth. Kid was so happy that he was matching with us, until he had to wait two years for the tooth to grow back.â Ace placed the picture on its place and we both laughed when he finished the story.
âThis is so funny, but I feel so bad for poor little Luffy.â I cooed.
âYeah, poor Luffy.â He smiled. âCome on, doll. Your wings are here, donât want them to get cold, do you?â He pinched my cheek and turned around. Just before I followed him, my eyes landed on a picture that caught my attention. I gasped, Ace heard me and tilted his head to look at me. I carefully picked the frame in my hands. The picture was of a woman. Her hair was long very light strawberry blonde colour, a hibiscus flower was placed behind her left ear. She was smiling, her dark brown eyes were full of life and her face was cover with freckles. Ace came and stood closer to me, not saying anything.
âThatâs you mom, right?â I looked at him, he was looking at the picture with so much adoration and softness. He softly hummed in response. âGod, Ace she was gorgeous.â I whispered. Looking at her now I understood where Ace got his beauty from.
âI know.â He softly said.
âYou look so much her.â I smiled at him. Ace looked at me with wide eyes, full of surprise and shock.
âWhat?â He breathed out. I put the picture back making sure I positioned it as it was before I picked it up.
âWhat? D-did I said something wrong?â I blinked confused.
âN-no, you are just the first person who has ever said this to me.â There was both surprise and sadness in his voice. I raised my brows not expecting to hear this.
âAre you kidding me? You are literally like her twin.â Ace swallowed hard when he heard my words. It didnât take me long to realise that I stuck something within him with my words. I saw his reaction and gently took his hand in mind and gave it a squeeze. âI think there are some very delicious chicken wings and pizza waiting for us.â I wiggled my eyebrows at him trying to distract him from his thoughts. Ace cleared his throat and nodded, shaking the thoughts away. We sat down on the coach, and I excitedly started taking the food out of the bag.
âCould you please bring two plates and a lot of napkins please?â I flutter my eyelashes at him. He quickly got up and did exactly what I told him to do. He came back and handed me the plates as he sat down closer to me this time. âSo, are you ready, to try the most tender, mouth-watering, making you taste haven, juicy, flavoury rich, orgasm reaching chicken wings in the world?â I seriously said while looking at Ace in the eyes. He covered his mouth trying to hold his laughter but his whole body was shaking. I opened the box with the wings and smelled it breathing out loudly. I took two and handed one of it to Ace.
âNow, this is not an ordinary chicken wing, so you eat them a certain way.â I lift my finger in the air pointing out how important it was for him to listen to me carefully now. âYou grab the wing, you place it in your mouth and then just bite on it and pull out the bone. They are so tender that a gentle bite strips all the meat, you got it?â I pointed my finger at him.
âGot it.â He lifted his hands in the air, like he was under arrest. I gave him a cheer with the wing and nodded letting him know that he can eat now. I did the same, the moment the juiciness and the BBQ sauce touched my tongue I couldnât stop the moan that left my lips. I leaned on the couch as I was enjoying the taste, my eyes closed. Ace was taken aback from my reaction last thing he expected was to hear me moan. He swallowed and licked his lips, looking at me.
âDoll, you good?â He lifted his head a bit to look at my face.
âIâm having soul orgasm now, please donât interrupt me.â I lifted my hand to his face to make him stop talking. Ace burst out laughing, he put the plate to the side as he grabbed on his stomach. âWhat are you laughing at? This is better than sex.â I chuckled.
âLook, doll. The wings are good, I give you this â you were right about them, butâŚâ He took a breath trying to calm himself down. âNothing can beat sex.â He shook his head at me as he opened the pizza box taking a slice of it.
âSex is overrated.â I disagreed with him as I took another wing, enjoying the test of it. Ace snorted out when he heard me.
âDoll, all respect here, but if you have slept only with boys who had no idea how to please a woman, thatâs on them, not sex.â He winked at me, and I rolled my eyes at his comment. âWhy the eye rolling? You know Iâm right. Come on, if itâs not that personal and uncomfortable for you⌠have you never you know⌠had a mind blowing sex?â He deeply exhaled; his eyes were full of curiosity a little devilish smile playing on his lips. I sighed gesturing him to hand me a slice of pizza. He did and I thanked him, as I took a bite of it. I lifted my finger to tell him to give me a second before I response.
âIâve done it only once so far, and it was bad, like embarrassing bad.â Shivers ran down my spine as I remembered my first time. My face cringed at the thought of it.
âSorry to hear that, doll.â He chuckled before taking a bite of his slice. âWhen was it?â
âLast year.â I replied. âYours?â I glanced at him.
âI was seventeen.â I got surprised by his answer. âWhat?â He noticed my reaction.
âNothing just⌠I thought⌠I donât know⌠like you are going to say something like fifteen.â I shrugged.
âI wish.â Ace huffed and we shared a laughed. âBut seriously, just because one guy did you bad, doesnât mean all of them will.â I gave him a look and rolled my eyes at him. âHey, take it as an advice from a friend.â He pointed his finger at me.
âSure, Ace, sure.â I gave him a thumb up, as I was taking another wing.
âHm, come here.â Ace gestured me with two fingers to lean towards him. I did and he ran his thumb on the corner of my lips. âYou had a little sauce on you, doll.â He licked his finger clean.
âYou could give me a napkin.â I remarked licking my lips.
âWhy? I can always clean you good.â He smirked at me. I facepalmed myself, shaking my head as I tried not to laugh. I couldnât deny it, but I always have fun around Ace. The moment I relax around him it feels like I could be myself without any modesty. We finished eating and I stood to clean the table, but Ace stopped me again and told me that he would take care of it. I checked the time, and it was already 9PM.
âWanna smoke one?â Ace asked me when he finished cleaning around.
âOh, I donât smoke cigarettes. Plus, I have to go itâs getting late.â I half smiled at him.
âStay the night, you can sleep in my bed, I can sleep here.â Ace shrugged as he sat next to me again. âAnd I didnât mean cigarettes, I have some weed⌠you know we can roll one.â He winked at me, a little smirk playing on his lips.
âThanks Ace, but some other time. I must search for a place where I can shoot the party scene tomorrow, as I have like five days until itâs my turn to film it.â I leaned my head on the back of the couch and tilted it towards Ace.
âI can help you with this just stay the night, plus Iâm ether driving you, as I will not let you go alone at that time, or you stay here for the night.â His face might not seem stern, but his tone was.
âAm I a hostage now?â I lightly chuckled and pouted my lips.
âHostages donât have choice, but you do.â He raised his eyebrows waiting for my response.
âI donât have anything with me Ace, not even a toothbrush.â
âI can give you one. Something else you would need, doll?â He leaned closer to me, his eyes locked with mine. I inhaled and exhaled deeply, shaking my head.
âYou are so persistent.â I pushed him on the chest. Ace laughed at me before he got up from the couch.
***************
We shared a joint and now we were laying on the couch, soft music was playing in the background from the speaker. Ace was lounged on the couch, hands behind his neck, his head propped on the back of the couch. I was laying on the couch with my head leaned on Aceâs lap. I felt so high, as I couldnât remember the last time I smoked weed. The silence between us was terrifically comfortable.
âAce...â I whispered tilting my head up, to take a better look at him. He hummed in response not looking at me. âWhat made you believe in me?â
âWhat do you mean, doll?â His voice raspy and low, almost like a whisper.
âYou had never seen any of my work, yet you trusted me enough to direct your bandâs first and most important video...â I took a deep breath. âWhy?â Ace didnât respond at first.
âI donât know, doll. I had a feeling, so I went with my gut.â He finally looked at me, his eyes were half lidded as usually but this time they were so red. He was probably as high as me. I slowly nodded moving my gaze to the wall covered with posters, knowing that I wonât get any further answers from him. As I was lost in my own thoughts I felt his hand on my head, his fingers running through my hair. This made me relax even more. âBut I wasnât wrong.â Ace broke the silence. âYou did great, doll. Believe more in yourself.â My heart skipped a beat when I heard him saying this.
âItâs hard, you know?â I whispered. âI canât shake the âimposterâ feeling in me, no matter what people tell me.â I quietly confessed. âIt doesnât mater how good something turns out to be, it is never a hundred percent perfect, you know? Like it can aways be better, yet it can never be perfect. Nothing can ever be perfect...â My voice was so low, I wasnât even sure if Ace heard me. His fingers moved slowly and gently to my cheek caressing it. I leaned into his touch closing my eyes.
âI know what you mean, doll.â He softly said, voice still low and raspy. âI feel the same, after every show. I have been living with the âimposterâ syndrome my whole life.â I was listening carefully to Ace, as he was opening to me again. âI wish... I wish, I have been feeling, as an imposter, only for when it comes music, but... I feel that way about everything, even life itself.â I turned my head to look at his face. His eyes were looking at me. Sadness and doubt could have been read in them. I turned my body to the side and placed a hand on his chest, heart beating steady. His fingers still on my cheek as he was running them up and down slowly. âI feel like Iâm bringing the guys down all the time. After every performance we have Iâm a mess... and the feeling of not being good enough for anything never leaves.â My heart ached for him. Not only because I knew what he meant as I related to him, but because he didnât deserve to feel this way. Ace was very talented and a good person as well, even when he was acting like an ass sometimes, but now more than ever I understood why... it was all an act, to protect himself. âDonât even get me started on the family shit...â He huffed.
âNow I understand why âWhat's eating Gilbert Grapeâ is a movie you related to.â Ace huffed again, but this time with a half smirk. I rose up and sat on the couch. I moved closer to Ace, whoâs hands were now rested on the back of the couch. His head still leaned back on, he just side-eyed me. I slowly lifted my hand and without words, just with an exchange of looks I asked for permission if I could touch him. Ace barely nodded as he blinked letting me know without words or big gestures that I can touch him. I slowly ran my fingers through his dark locks. His hair was thick and little wavy, so soft in touch.
âYea, even thought we are the same age with Sabo, I have always been the big brother, and I had to be the man in the house on top of it. A lot of my life choices were based on how it would affect them, but I canât complain really, can I?â He might have said it like a joke, but the hint of bitterness was as clear as a glass. âYou know, I might be twenty-five but sometimes I feel like Iâm forty-five, life is so tiring at time.â I only nodded, not sure what to say and not knowing if I should say something in a first place. Ace closed his eyes, and I continued to play with hair by running my fingers thought it.
âYou know...â I took a deep breath before I continue. âI might not have siblings or had the exact same difficulties in life as you... but I can always listen and be there for you, as I understand what it feels like, under different circumstances than yours of course, but still... After all what are friends for?â I placed a small smile on my face and swallowed hard, the word âfriendâ was starting to take a bitter taste on my tongue. Ace opened his eyes and looked at me.
âSure, doll. Iâll keep this in mind.â A half smile appeared on his lips. After a moment of silence Ace spoke first.
âYou look tired, wanna go to sleep?â I didnât want the night to end, yet. But even high I could sense that this conversation affected him in some way, and I didnât want to push any further. I just nodded in respond to his question. He got up from the couch and I followed him. Ace opened the door to the room that was behind the couch and switched on the lights. The walls in the room were entirely naked all the bricks visible. In the middle was a big wooden pallet bed. In front of it was a big bookcase covering the entire wall. He had all sorts of books, movies and CDs on it. On the right side of the bed, next to the wall he had two black clothing racks, all his clothes hanged there. The left side had a big window with two white long curtains hanged on both ends.
âDo you want to change in something more comfortable?â He leaned on the doorframe, arms crossed over his chest. I didnât pay him much attention as I was admiring his film collection, reading all the titles he had.
âYou have so many DVDs.â I exclaimed amazed, I knew Ace was a big movie fan already, but I didnât know about his DVDs collection. I was even more surprised to see that a lot of them were also quite recent movies. âYou know streaming platforms exist nowadays.â I teased him and tilted my head to look at him. Giggle escaped my lips, as I saw Ace faced flushed for a first time ever. I quickly stood in front of him and poked him on his stomach, as he was trying to avoid my gaze. âI didnât know you are such a geek.â I poked him again and he tensed his muscles after every poke.
âIâm not, I just like to collect things that I like.â He grabbed my wrists before I land another poke on him. He tried to give me a warning look as I tried to fight him.
âGeek, geek.â I couldnât stop giggling as I could see him getting more and more flushed.
âOkay that was it.â Ace said before he yanked my body and tossed me on his shoulder with an ease. I squeaked, everything around me spinning from the fast motion.
âAce, put me down.â I closed my eyes, still trippy from the weed. âAce, Ace please.â I whined and begged him. He was laughing at me as I was squeaking and kicking my feet in the air, my arms around his torso as I was afraid that he would drop me.
âNot so confident now doll, hu?â He tossed me up on his shoulder again and I screamed closing my eyes as I thought he was going to drop me. Ace laughed out loud as he gently laid me down on the bed. The soft mattress hit my back as Ace propped his arms on both sides of my body. His face buried at the crock of my neck. Ace couldnât stop laughing, his body and muscles trembling and tensing. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and goosebumps ran all over my body. He slowly lifted his head and looked at me. Both of us were still high, I could see the redness in his eyes as we locked our gazes. His laughter calmed down and his eyes darken. I felt my mouth run dry as I tried to swallow the burning feeling inside of me. All that could be heard was the muffled music from the living room and our slowed breathing. The deja-vu from the Halloween party hitting my memories. This time I didnât close my eyes as I did before. He was studying my face the same way I was his. My heartbeat quickens, and I slowly raised my hand placing it on his chest. His skin was so soft. Ace closed his eyes as he drew a sharp breath in. I could feel his heartbeat matching mine. We stayed like this for a moment. I slowly moved my hand up to the back of his neck, the urge to pull him closer to me taking over me, but I still hesitated. Ace wasnât moving at all and closed his eyes, as his breathing got heavy. His whole body tensed as he tried to move away from me. He sat on his keens on the bed and his eyes shoot open in panic. I push myself up on my elbows with a confused look on my face.
âDoll, have I told you that I have narcol-â Ace couldnât finish his sentenced as his eyes rolled back and his whole body went numb. My body rose immediately and caught Ace by the arm, pulling him towards me with all the straight I have had in me. My heart was going to explode as I didnât know what to do, and the fact that if I didnât react so fast Ace was going to hurt himself so bad. His body was laying in my arms, as I gently placed him on the mattress.
âAce.â I whispered trying no to panic, as I had no idea how to help him. The only thing that kept me as calm as it was possible to be in this situation, was the fact that he was breathing steady. I gently tucked a lock of hair away from his face and placed my hand on his cheek and caressed it. My thoughts were running wild, as I had no idea how long he was going to be passed out like this. I pulled my phone out from the pocket on my hoodie and started to type fast what to do in situations like this one. My eyes were moving between the screen and Ace all the time. A few minutes later Ace started to open his eyes. I froze on the bed not being able to move as I didnât want to scare him or something. He covered his face with his hands and rubbed his temples.
âFuck, fuck, fuck.â Ace groaned loudly, as he looked at me with worry and embarrassment written all over his face. âDoll, Iâm so sorry. Please, tell me are you okay? Did I fall on top of you? Are you hurt?â He sat on the bed but kept a distance between us.
âI-Iâm okay, are y-you okay? What happened?â I blinked at him, the shock of what had happened still havenât left my body.
âIâm sorry, if I scared you.â He shook his head as he cursed under his breath. âIâm narcoleptic, guess I forgot to mention it before.â He mumbled as he scratched the back of his neck, avoiding eye contact with me. I reached and placed my hand on his knee squeezing it.
âAce, itâs okay. I just got panicked because I didnât know what to do to help you. Does this happen... a lot?â My brows frowned slightly as I was concerned about him. Ace finally looked at me. He rubbed his chin and shook his head.
âKinda, but I havenât had a cataplexy attack in the past eight months.â He seemed lost in his own thoughts. Now that I know that he is narcoleptic, this explains why half of the time he looked so tired or emotionless. âAnd you donât need to do anything, the attack passes by itself in a few minutes, and Iâm still conscious in the meantime anyway.â He shrugged as he explained to me.
âDoes your body hurt? I caught you in time, before you hurt yourself bad, but still I had to pull you quite hard...â I moved closer to Ace, and he snorted.
âIâm all good, doll. Donât worry I have fallen quite a lot, so Iâm used to take hits.â I pouted at him when he tried to turn this into a joke. Â Â
âAce, itâs not funny.â I murmured. âDo you take pills for it?â I softly asked him.
âYeah, I do. Everyday, as I have type one narcolepsy.â He gave me one last look before he got up from the bed. âIf you want to change into something more comfortable take something from my clothes.â He was about to walked out of the room when I stopped him.
âYou can sleep in your bed, I can sleep on the couch itâs not a problem at all, or I can call myself uber an-â He didnât let me finish.
âDoll, go to sleep. Iâm fine, just donât pity me now, okay.â His face was serious, while his voice was more laid. Â
âIâm not pitying you.â I quickly replied as I frowned my eyebrows again.
âGood.â He said as he grabbed the doorhandle to close the door after himself. âNight, doll.â
âGoodnight, Ace.â I quietly called after him as he closed the door. I sighed looking at the closed door. He was so stubborn sometimes, most of the time actually. I got from the bed to change to one of his t-shists. I found a simple white t-shirt that looked like it would sit on me like a dress, so I took my clothes off and put it instead. I turned off the lights and got into his bed. The room was not completely dark as the curtains were open and some streetlight was reflecting. I buried my head in the pillows, which smelled so much like him. Thoughts were running all over my mind and all of them were about Ace. I was tossing and turning around until sleep took over me.
**********
In the morning, I woke up around ten something. I rose and sat in the bed for a second, looking around. A yawn escaped my lips as I reached to grab my phone. My eyes widen with shock as I saw I had a message from one of the actors for my short-cut film asking where I was, as we had arranged a meeting today in the morning. I quickly called them and apologised, asking them if they could still meet me in thirty minutes. Thankfully they could so I quickly got up from the bed and dressed myself with my cloths, tossing the white shirt on the unmade bed.
âAce?â I called out when I stepped outside the room. I looked around for him everywhere, but I couldnât find him. Finally, I saw a note on the coffee table. I grabbed the note and read it.
âI have some early morning stuffs that I must do, I left you toothbrush in the bathroom. Eat something. There is a spear key by the door, lock it and drop it inside the mailbox. Aceâ I read out loud. An unpleasant feeling set in my stomach. I didnât expect at all to wake up and not to see him. I shook the feeling away and ran to the bathroom, quickly brushing my teeth. I found the spear key and locked the door behind me, dropping the key back in the mailbox. I quickly ran down the stairs and then to the metro station. While I was in the metro, I typed a short message to Ace that I dropped his key in the mailbox and thanked him for letting me stay over last night. It was so cold outside today; I was freezing with the leggings and the hoodie only. I got to the university as fast I could. Running down the hallway I ran into someoneâs back accidently as I couldnât pass by them on time.
âIâm so, so sorry.â I turned to tell them, only to be met with Daveâs green eyes.
â(Y/N), why are in such hurry?â He smiled at me, confusion written on his face.
âI forgot that I have a meeting with my actors for the short-cut and they have been waiting for me for an hour now.â I quickly explained.
âOhh shit, then run, catch you later.â He sent me off as he flashed me another smile. I returned the smile and ran to the room where the actors were waiting for me. I apologised to them again, but they brushed me off by saying that they understood.
âOkay, let me get my laptop and we can go through the script.â I smiled at all four of them. âFuck, noâ I cursed as realisation hit me. I forgot my backpack at Aceâs place. I ran my fingers thought my hair pulling it as I tried to take some deep breaths and calm myself down. I have everything on my phone as well so it shouldnât be a problem. They all locked at me confused as I turned around. I explained quickly what I have done, and they shared some looks between themselves. I couldnât blame them; I was all over the place today.
âI have it on my phone so it shouldnât be a problem.â I pulled my phone which had only thirty percent battery left. âPerfect, just perfectâ I thought to myself, before I started the meeting with the guys.
After an hour and a half, we were done, as we even had some time to rehears and improvise the scenes. I thanked them and told them that I will send more information regarding their rolls tonight. They bit me goodbye and left. With the remaining five percent that I had left, I texted Ace a quick message that I have forgotten my bag at his place, and I really need it as I have everything in it, even the keys to my apartment, and I would be grateful if he could bring it to me. While waiting for a response from Ace, I texted Dave to see if he was still around school. He quickly replied to meet him in the chill aera. I made my way there and he was sitting with some classmates of his. He greeted me with a big smile as always and made me some space to sit next to him.
âHow was the meeting?â He asked as he saw my tired face.
âUh, donât ask, I made a fool of myself in front of them. They probably think that I have no idea what Iâm doing, and they wonât be wrong. Iâm all over the place today, I even forgot my bag so I had to work from my phone, which has no battery left.â I complained and I buried my head in the palms of my hands. Dave laughed at me and softly ran circles on my back.
âNah, you are beating yourself up again.â He spoke. âAlso, what Marco thinks of the video? Did he like it?â I almost broke my neck when I raised my head fast, as I totally forgot to sent Marco the video. Dave saw my reaction and frowned. âPlease, donât tell me you forgot to send it to him.â I slowly nodded my head at his question, biting on my lips hard. âCall him and apologies immediately, as this will come out very unprofessional.â Dave handed me his charger so I could plug my phone to charge. The moment it started to charge I called Marco immediately. I explained to him the situation and he told me not to worry much just to make sure to sent it to him by four oâclock today. I thanked him and we ended the conversation.
âWell, that went well.â I exhaled as I sat back down next to Dave. I checked my phone, but I still had no response from Ace. âHe gave me time until four oâclock.â I told Dave. He patted me on the shoulder.
âWhy donât you go home and send it now?â He suggested.
âBecause I wasnât at home last night and even my keys are in my backpack.â I mumbled. âWhy wasnât Ace responding?â was all I could think about. âSorry, what?â I asked Dave to repeat as he was asking me something, but I didnât pay him attention.
âI was asking whe-â He got interrupted by my phone ringing. It was an unknown number and I hesitated before I picked up.
âHello?â I spoke.
âHey, (Y/N). Itâs me Luffy.â Luffyâs cheerful voice filled up my ears.
âOh, hey Luffy. Whatâs up?â I was so confused. How did he get my number and why was he calling me.
âAce gave me your number to contact you, as he said you forgot you bag at his place last night and I must bring it to you as soon as possible. So where are you?â My whole mood changed in the span of a second. Why was Ace making Luffy do this? And the thing that offended me was, couldnât he texted me and tell me that Luffy will do it? I would have understood him that he was busy or whatever he was doing right now, but this... this hurt me a bit.
â(Y/N) are you still on the phone?â Luffyâs voice brought me back to Earth.
âYes, yes, sorry. Um, Iâm in university but I can meet you somewhere close to your place, as we live close by, and I need to go home anyway.â I suggested.
âOkay, perfect. How does it sound in one hour, as I need some time to get to Aceâs place.â
âYeah, sure. See you in an hour Luffy.â
âSee you.â He said before hanging up.
The pang in my chest was very unpleasant. Why did he do that? I checked my messages, and he havenât even marked them as read. Did I do something? I started to recall last night in my memories to think of something that might have triggered this behaviour in him, but I couldnât think of anything. I felt a hand on my knee, I looked up and I met Daveâs eyes.
âAre you okay?â His voice sounded concerned.
âYeah, just tired.â I gave him a half smile. âHey, by the way by any chance do you know anyone who might be up to let me use their apartment for my short-cut, as mine is way too small?â I asked him, as this was another thing that I had to stress about.
âI must check with my friends, but I will let you know.â
âThank you, I will also need some extras so if you know anyone who wants to be in front of camera give them my number.â I chuckled.
âI need your number first, before I can give it to other people, you know?â He winked at me.
âWhat? You donât have it?â I exclaimed surprised. Dave clicked with his tongue and shook his head. I gestured him to give me his phone so I could put my number in it. âThere you go.â I nodded at him as I handed him the phone back. I looked at the time and decided that I must leave to where me and Luffy agreed on meeting. âThank you for the charger.â I gave it back to Dave.
âAny plans for tonight?â He asked me before I leave.
âNo, but Iâm planning to stay at home as I really need one night by myself.â I exhaled loudly as I was really tired.
âI understand. Well, if you change your mind let me know.â He got up and hugged me goodbye.
**********
I waited for Luffy close by the supermarket that I knew it was close to his place. The weather got even colder and at this point I was freezing. I was bouncing on one leg to the other trying to keep myself somehow warm as I couldnât feel my toes.
â(Y/N).â I heard Luffyâs voice calling and I turned around. He had a big grin across his face. I waved and started to walk toward him to meet halfway. Luffy gave me a big warm hug. âYou are freezing.â He pointed out as he handed me my bag.
âThank you Luffy, you are a life safer.â I sniffed.
âCome on, I will walk with you.â He said and we headed towards my place. âSo how have you been lately?â
âWell, been better, very stressed lately. But once next week is over, I will be able to finally relax.â I smiled at him as shivers run down my body.
âDo you want my hoodie as well, I have a t-shirt underneath.â That was so nice of him, but I shook my head. âAre you sure?â He asked, his eyes full of concern.
âIâm sure.â I nodded. âBut how are you? Havenât seen you since Halloween.â
âPrety good, preparing for competition.â He responded.
âWhat competition?â
âOh, you might not know but I run marathons. I have already won five, but this one is nothing big, only for people from my university.â He explained.
âWait, you go to university?â I had no idea that Luffy studied, Nami and Usopp have never mentioned anything, and so did Luffy.
âYeah, Iâm studying animation.â His smile grew even bigger.
âWhat? Are you for real?â My eyes widen in surprise. I would have never guessed that Luffy was studying something as hard as animation, I didnât even know that he can draw.
âShihihih, yes, I am.â Luffy laughed at my reaction. âDonât worry everyone react like this, Iâm not the smartest out there, but Iâm not stupid.â He raised his chin. âI might be a little dumb sometimes tho.â He nudged my arm. We laughed together. âBut why are you so stressed?â
âWell, your brothers video first, it was a big challenged. And second the short-cut projects, maybe you have heard about it from Nami or Usopp. I need to find a nice apartment as soon as possible where I can shoot my film.â Tension took over my body once again.
âI can ask Sanji. He lives in a very nice and big apartment, Iâm sure he wouldnât say not.â Luffy pulled out his phone and quickly typed something in it. âDone.â He grinned at me. âI will let you know when he response.â
âOh my God, Luffy you shouldnât have to. Thank you so much.â I gave him a hug. He laughed again.
âNothing to thank me for, Sanji still havenât replied.â
âBut still just the fact that you asked him, is so nice of you.â I smiled at him again. Luffy rubbed his chin and turned his head to look at me.
âBy the way, is something going on between you and my brother?â Another thing about Luffy was that he was very straight forward.
âNo, nothing. We are just friends, thatâs all.â The bitter feeling came back, as I answered Luffyâs question. âWhy?â
âIt was just super strange, like... Ace never lets girls sleep over his place, so when he called me today in the morning to tell me to bring you your stuff, I got quite surprised.â He didnât seem to give it a second thought, for which I was glad. But also, what he said caught my attention. Why wouldnât Ace let girls stay over his place? That was strange.
âNo, Luffy. Nothing is going on between your brother and I.â I repeated to assure myself more than him. âHe just wanted to see the video first and then we just chitchat and it got late, and he offered me to stay over as I was super tired.â Part of what I said was true. âBut could you please not tell anyone, as I donât want people to get the wrong idea, you know...â I looked down at my fingers and nervously played with them.
âDidnât plan to tell anyone anyway.â He winked at me. We reached my place, and we turned to face each other. âI will let you know when Sanji response.â He hugged me.
âThank you, Luffy. You are the best.â I said returning the hug. We said goodbye and I ran to my apartment as I was freezing. The first thing I did when I got inside was to turn my laptop on and sent all the files to Marco. I made myself a cup of tea to warm myself. When all the files for the video were sent to Marco I relaxed a bit. I looked the at clock and it was barely 3PM. Instead of wasting time I pulled my sleeves up and started to work on my final touches for the short-cut. I was so focused on work I didnât realise that almost two hours had passed since I last checked my phone. I had a couple missed calls from Marco, a message from Luffy and one from Usopp. I returned the call to Marco immediately before checking the messages from Luffy and Usopp. The phone rang a few times before he picked up.
âHey, Marco. Sorry for not retur-â Marco interrupted me mid sentence.
â(Y/N), great job with the video. I love it and so did the guys. We will release it on Tuesday. You definitely have the talent for it, kid. Keep the good work going.â He ended the phone call so fast I couldnât process what he just told me. I just nodded to myself before checking the messages from Luffy and Usopp.
âSanji said that you can use his apartment, here is his number to contact him for more info.â I got so happy when I read Luffyâs message. I immediately texted Sanji to thank him and to ask if I could meet with him and see the apartment so I could do my floor plan. Then I moved to Usoppâs message in which he congratulated me on the video.
âThank you, for helping me <3â I texted Usopp back.
I couldnât stop myself from checking if Ace at least marked the messages as read. He didnât. Part of me wanted to text him and ask if he was mad at me for something, but I didnât. He was in one of his moods again. I would just need to wait until he was in the mood to talk with me again, but Iâm not sure how much I would want to speak with him then. I tried to shake him off my mind, as I got back to work.
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The gym was almost empty due the fact that it was Friday night, so most people were skipping today, so they could get ready for a night out. Law glanced at Ace, who was too focused on his bench press set. Ace was clearly disturbed today, as he hasnât been this moody in a while.
The music was blasting in Aceâs ear as he was focused on his set, not paying attention to anything else. Last night was on repeat in his mind as he couldnât get (Y/N) off from his mind. The things they shared, how much he had opened to her, something he had never done before with another girl. On top of it he let her sleep not only in his house but in his bed. He broke his main rule, no girls over his house. Especially his bed, as in his mind that meant letting someone in your very personal space. And Ace hated to have people not close to his heart invading it. In the morning when he woke up, he had to go to his room as he had to get dressed for the day, but he had forgotten to take some clothes the night before. He entered the room as quietly as possible and quickly grabbed the first pair of jeans and a hoodie he could see. Ace couldnât contain himself and took a glance at (Y/N)âs sleeping form. She was sleeping peacefully all wrapped up in the bedsheets, hugging one of his pillows. Ace smiled at the sight of her. âYeah, you look like the type that likes to cuddlesâ he thought to himself. He cursed under his breath for even thinking that and quickly left the room. No woman before has been let this close to him. He was letting (Y/N) too much into his life. Not only this, but he has never had a cataplexy attack in front of a girl. Yes, he has had his daily narcolepsy episodes in front of girls, but never to a point where his muscles weakness. Part of him was embarrassed, but he was more concerned about the fact that she had this effect on him. On the other hand, it was good that it happened as Ace knew he was about to lose it last night. The way she wrapped her arms around him wanting him closer, knowing that she wanted to kiss him as much as he wanted to kiss her. God he was going to take her right there on the spot. And the moan that had left her lips when they were eating, he could listen to this for hours. He could only imagine how sweet it would sound to listen her moaning and whining under him while he has his ways with her. Whoever had his way with her must be a fool to messed it up so badly. But it didnât mater, as Ace was not going to step over that line with her. She wasnât a girl for a one-night stand, and he couldnât give her what she deserved so he had to keep his distance from now on. Ace wasnât a relationship guy, neither he planned to be anytime soon. So, for a bit he must distance himself form (Y/N) for her own good.
Law dropped the dumbbells he was using and went to where Ace was working out. He was in the middle of his set when he saw Law standing next to his bench to spot him. Ace grunted and breathed out loudly, once he finished with the set and put the barbel back. He rose from the bench sitting up, pulling his headphones on the side.
âI donât need you to spot me.â He spat at Law.
âI can see that.â Law crossed his arms over his chest as he glanced at the added weight to the barbel. âBut you kinda going to die on the spot if you fall asleep pushing 160kg, you know.â He pointed out.
âI wish I can go away that easy.â Â Ace murmured before grabbing his water bottle and taking a sip.
âWhatâs up with you Ace?â Law face got serious and so did his tone. Ace gave him an annoyed look.
âNothing.â He replied putting his headphones back before he laid on the bench press for another set. Ace rolled his eyes as he saw Law not moving away, but instead standing to spot him. He finished with his set and got up to add some more weight to the barbel. Law was just looking at him, wondering what got him so heated up. Adding how stubborn Ace was, Law knew that it would take him some time to make Ace tell him about what was bothering him.
âPushing for a new personal record?â Law looked down at Ace as he loaded the weight. He didnât get any response from Ace as the music was blasting in his ears.
When they were done with their workout before leaving the gym Law asked Ace if he was up for a drink later, even thought he was sure Ace would tell him to fuck off. Surprisingly for Law, Ace agreed. They bit each other goodbye and left the gym. After ten minutes ride Ace parked his motorbike in front of his building. He let a deep sigh once he entered his apartment and closed the door. He threw his gym bag on the floor and went straight to the bathroom. The first thing that caught his attention was the pink toothbrush he left for (Y/N) on the sink corner. He huffed and grabbed the toothbrush ready to throw it away but stopped himself for a second. âWhat if she needs it again?â the thought crossed his mind before he had the time to assimilated it. Realising what just went thought him mind, he threw the toothbrush immediately.
âThe fuck is wrong with me?â He cursed himself as he shook his head in disbelief of his own thoughts. He stripped himself from the sweaty clothes he was wearing and got in the shower. Ace adjusted the water to the coldest and let it run all over his body. His whole body tensed from the ice-cold water. He bit on his lip hard suppressing the groan that wanted to escape his lips. Looking down at his body Ace cursed under his breath again.
âWhat am I now? Fourteen?â He hissed as he wrapped his hand around his hard erection. âCome on, go away.â Ace whined as even the cold water wasnât helping. He ran his hand through his wet hair. Ace closed his eyes as he squeezed his hand around his throbbing cock, letting a low grunt. He took a few deep breathes before moving his hand up and down. The thoughts of (Y/N) occupying his mind once again. This time he let the thoughts of her run through his mind. He couldnât help but imagine her â down on her knees, looking at him from under her lashes. The way her (eyes colour) eyes would beg him to fuck her mouth. She might not be a virgin, but he would definitely need to teach her how to please him. Ace took a sharp breath just thinking of this. âYes, yes I will teach you everything you need to know, dollâ a smirk appeared on his face when he thought of it. She was smart, so she would learn fast. He would make sure to teach her exactly how to wrap her pretty lips around him.
âFuck.â Ace grunt as he threw his head back just thinking of her lips. The way they would feel kissing and wrapping around his dick. Ace propped his hand on the wall while fasting the pace around his painfully hard length. To have her, right here, right now would feel like heaven. Ace would be gentle with her, at least at first. He would let her take her time, as she would lick like a kitten the pre-cum leaking from his pink tip. Then the way she would wrap her pretty lips around it and give a twist with her tongue. She would cover it all with kisses while giving him slow stokes, preparing herself to take it. To then watch her struggle taking all of him in her pretty mouth, having to wrap her hand around what she couldnât take. Ace would lose it then, as he wouldnât be able to control himself anymore and just start to fuck her sweet mouth. The way he would wrap his hand around her hair, pulling and guiding her how to please him. A loud moan escaped his lips as he felt that he was getting close. The image of her, on her knees, his cock in her mouth, having her choking on it while hearing her begging whines and tears running down her eyes while he deepthroat fucks her. The more he was thinking of it the closer he was getting. If she was here, the way Ace imagined her, he would make sure to paint her face with his cum. Her pretty face, all covered with his hot cum, dripping down on her and her pretty lips. This though alone made his whole body twitched and his hips jerked as he gave himself one last stroke and cum spilled all over his hand and wall. Ace cursed loudly as he threw his head back from the feeling of release. His chest rose and fell with rapid breaths as he tried to collect himself.
It took him sometime to calm himself down as he felt the cold water on his back. He quickly switched the water to a normal temperature as washed his body. Ace cursed himself again. Maybe the reason he was so attracted to (Y/N) was because he restrained himself. If he had already fucked her maybe she wouldnât have crossed his mind ever again. He just needed to get laid that was it, and he was planning to do it tonight.
Ace got out of the shower and grabbed his towel wrapping it around his hips. When he entered the bedroom, his eyes landed on the unmade bed and his white t-shirt that he saw (Y/N) wore while sleeping. He grabbed the t-shirt, and the smell of her perfume hit him. Ace went and threw it in the laundry basket frustrated. Last thing he needed right now was a piece of clothing that smelled like her. He took his phone and looked at the time. It was already nine oâclock. Ace quickly towel dried his hair and tried to style it but gave up leaving it falling messy around his face. He put a black sweatshirt on with a dark grey pants and a belt around his waist. Grabbing his jacket and keys Ace left his place.
It took him twenty minutes to reach the place where he and Law usually hang out. The bar was very known around Grand Line. Ace entered the place and looked around for Law. He was sitting by the bar and when he saw Ace he waved at him. Ace nodded and walked to Law, taking the seat next to him. Law was wearing a white loose fit unbuttoned shirt with some dark blue pants.
âWhat are you drinking?â Ace asked him.
âOld fashion.â Law replied while taking a sip of his drink. Ace nodded and turned to order to the bartender who gave him a charming smile. Ace smiled at her and made his order. While making it she didnât take her eyes off him.
âOne âOld Fashionââ She said sultry while placing the drink in front of Ace. He just winked at her and gave her an extra tip when he paid. âThank you, let me know if you would like something else.â She returned the winked and went away. Ace chuckled and took a sip of his drink.
âSo, are you in better mood now?â Law wasted no time getting straight to the point.
âWhat made you think I wasnât in a good mood earlier?â Ace turned to the side to look at Law.
âCome on, Ace. Whatâs with you recently? Especially today.â Law crossed his arms waiting for Aceâs respond.
âNothing, I told you.â Ace took another sip of his drink.
âAce Iâm not buying this shit.â Law knew that something was bothering his friend, and he wasnât planning to drop it that easy. âIs everything okay at home?â he couldnât think of anything else that might get Ace this worked up.
âAs far as I know, yeah.â Ace bluntly answered. Law rubbed his beard frowning his brows at him. âLaw drop it, man. Iâm... Iâm fine.â Ace started to tap his fingers on his glass avoiding looking at Law. They stayed like this for a moment before Ace broke the silence. âDid you fix things with Robin?â
âKinda.â Law murmured. Ace raised his eyebrow at him. âShe wants something serious, and Iâm not sure that I can give her that.â Ace snorted when he heard Lawâs response. He raised the glass to his lips to take a sip of it but couldnât contain his laughter so Ace burst out laughing. Law pushed his shoulder, making Ace look at him.
âSorry, bro. Just...â Ace started to laugh again.
âMan, whatâs so funny?â Law was so confused by Aceâs reaction.
âYou two have been on and off for two years, at this point make up your minds.â Ace chuckled. âDamn, and I thought I have it bad..â He murmured under his nose.
âWait, what?â Law raised his brows confusion. âIs this whole attitude thing because of a girl?â Ace clenched his jaw and side-eyed Law. Now it was Lawâs turn to burst out laughing.
âOh, shut up.â Ace rolled his eyes at him. Law continued to chuckle when he looked at Ace and tried to calm himself. He cleared his throat before speaking.
âItâs not the blonde girl, what was her name Savanna?â
âSamantha and no. She was just a quick fuck, even tho she hasnât stop blowing my phone.â Ace rubbed his temples.
âOh, oh, I have a guess.â Law smirk as Ace glanced at him. âItâs the little director, isnât it?â The way Ace clenched his fingers around the glass told Law everything he needed to know. âHell, Iâm right, it is about (Y/N).â Just the mentioned of her name made his whole body tense. âSo, care to share?â Law chuckled.
âNothing is happening between us, so there is nothing to share. We are... just... I donât know, not really friends letâs say acquaints.â He shrugged.
âYeah, sure. Donât think Iâm blind.â Law snorted. âThe tension you two had on set could be felt from miles away. And the looks you were giving to the guy behind the camera...â He mocked Ace, who was clearly getting worked up all over again. âSo, care to explain exactly what is going on between her and you?â Law was patiently waiting for Ace to start talking. Ace cursed under his breath before looking at his friend.
âShe slept over last night.â Ace murmured. Lawâs eyes widen as he heard this. That was definitely something new. âWe didnât do anything, tho. We could of but I got cataplexy attack. Which has never ever happened before with a girl.â His cheeks started to flush. âAnd another thing is that she listens, man. Not only listens, but she also understands me. I have opened to her about some personal stuffs can you believe it?â Ace spat; Law was carefully listening to him. âBut that is not like my main problem right now...â He started to massage his temples, deep breath escaping his lips. âI know that I donât like her, like... you know something serious as I donât want anything serious, but at the same time Iâm weirdly attracted to her, and I think it is because I restrain myself.â
âWhat do you mean by ârestrainâ yourself?â Law raised his eyebrow confused.
âI canât sleep with her.â Ace fussed. âShe is so close to Luffyâs friends, and they are the same age, come on. I see all people at Luffyâs age as kids.â He took a big sip of his drink almost finishing it. âOn top of it she is Shanksâ niece.â Ace added, giving Law a knowing look.
âAce itâs just four years. Plus, she seems, well, she is quite smart girl, so I think you are the one who makes it too complicated, not her.â Law couldnât really see the problem. When they were filming the video together it was clearly that there was some chemistry between them. âPlus, you can always be like fuckbuddies, no feelings attached just sex. Just sleep with her once, and if you continue to feel that way then get all this moody and shit.â
âShe will get attached.â Ace whined. âShe told me that she had slept with a guy only once, and it was bad on top of it, so basically, she is a fucking virgin.â Law nodded understanding at Aceâs statement. âAnd she is a very nice girl. You know, I will feel bad to just use her for one night.â He might be an asshole, but he wasnât that big of an ass, to play with someone like (Y/N)âs feelings.
âSo, what do you plan to do then?â Law was carefully studying his friendâs face.
âDistant myself for now. But this time for real, as I tried before but... never mind. I just need to get laid thatâs all.â Ace explained, his eyes not leaving now the empty glass. Law decided to not say anything further. The solution was easy but Ace was stubborn, so it was pointless to give him any advice.
A few drinks later, both Ace and Law were having a good laugh; talking about the band upcoming projects, and things that both were interested in. Time flew fast and it was around midnight when something caught Aceâs attention mid-conversation. He squeezed his eyes trying to see better. His eyes landed on a girl, and she looked super familiar from the back. Was that (Y/N)? The hair was the same colour and length. She also seemed to be the same height. He hesitated for a moment before he turned to Law and told him that he would be back in a second. Ace slowly made his way to the girl. If it was (Y/N) what was he going to tell her? Why was he even going to check if it was her, when he literally told himself to keep his distance with her. It was the alcohol. Yes, he can blame it on the alcohol. And if it was her, he could just say âhelloâ and thatâs it, out of politeness. He felt his heart beating faster as he was close to approach the girl. When he stood behind her, he gently tapped her on the shoulder. She quickly turned around, and it wasnât her. The girl flashed him a cute smile.
âYes, can I help you?â She fluttered her lashes at Ace.
âOh, sorry. I mistook you for someone else.â Ace smiled at her and was about to turn around and leave when she put her hand on his shoulder to stop him.
âHey, not so fast.â She flashed him a smile. âIâm Diane.â
âAce.â He replied. Ace took a better look at her. She low-key looked like (Y/N), not as pretty, but still nice. âHow is your night going Diane?â A smug smile formed on his face.
âPretty good. Always can get better.â She bit her lip, her tone sultry. âWho were you looking for?â
âDoesnât matter. Came across something better.â Ace saw the way her cheeks blushed. These clichĂŠ lines were always working. Not always, he knew someone who was going to roll her eyes and tell him to come up with something better. But Ace shook away the thought of (Y/N). He had her low-key doppelganger here, so it would work for the night.
âAre you alone here?â She wrapped a curl around her finger and played with it.
âI have my friend over there.â He pointed at Law. âWould you ladies mind us joining you?â Ace nodded his head and looked at the two other girls sitting with Diane, flashing them a charming smile. They all giggled and told him that they wouldnât mind. Ace turned to look at Law who was looking at his direction. He nodded his head at Law to come and join them. Law got up and made his way to them. He introduced himself to the girls and started to chitchat with them. They were giggling and blushing at him. Law wasnât planning on doing anything with anyone tonight as he had promised Robin to go to her place after, but still little flirting with some girls wouldnât hurt anyone. It didnât go unnoticed by him that the girl Ace was focused on was quite similar in looks to (Y/N). Law has been there before and done that. Trying to fill the void he was feeling with girls looking like Robin, but at the end of the day none of them were her. Law didnât want to say anything to Ace, as he knew how his friend stands on relationships, but the whole âI will keep my distanceâ or âwe will just be friendsâ bullshit wasnât going to work. At the end Ace was either going to end up in the same situation as Law, or maybe worse.
Another hour passed and Law received a message from Robin, asking him where he was. That was his reminder that the night for him was over. He excused himself to the girls and went to Ace to tell him goodbye.
âYou are leaving?â Ace asked surprised. His eyes were half lidded since he got way too many drinks tonight.
âYeah, man. Robin is waiting for me.â Law patted him on the shoulder. âTake care tonight, okay?â Ace rolled his eyes at Law and waved him goodbye. Law took one last glanced at his friend before leaving.
âWanna go to your place?â Ace smirked at Diane who was sitting in his lap. He ran his fingers up and down her shoulder and neck. She cupped his face and eagerly smacked her lips on his. Ace returned the kiss, taking her lower lip between his teeth biting it. The kiss quickly grew hot as Aceâs hands started to roam all over her body. âShould I take this as an âyesâ?â He whispered in her ear. Goosebumps ran all over her body and she just nodded her head. She called an uber and they quickly left.
Her hair might have not been as soft to touch as (Y/N)âs, neither her skin smelled as sweet as hers, and the way her eyes were looking at his didnât spark any flame in him. But she was just for the tonight. And she had similar look to her. He didnât even need to look at her face. The moment they laid on her bed, Ace turned her on her stomach, bending her over. And something dark took over him. He did care for the pleasure of the girls he was sleeping with. Always taking his time with them, making them feeling good first. But tonight, he was selfish. This girl wasnât (Y/N). She was a cheap replica, nothing close to what he would feel or do to her if his doll was here. Even her moans didnât sound anything close to hers. But again, this wasnât the biggest problem. The biggest problem was the fact that (Y/N) wasnât leaving his mind. And this was something that has never ever happened before. Somehow, she had found her way to get under his skin and he needed to burn her from there as soon as possible.
next chapter ->
END NOTE: I really hope you guys enjoyed it. I know that the 'smut' part wasn't anything wow, but I'm just testing the waters with it. At first it was totally different and it wasn't planned to be for Ace, but now I'm happy that I decided to write it for him, as in a way it suits his character more. Please let me know what your thoughts about it and what could I change in the future for when I'm writing a smut (u can either comment or message me). Also I felt so awkward writing it, but is it a fanfic if there is no smut in it? Feel free to comment and reblog, much love <333
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Sera-ph-im. Seraphim. The seraphim sisters. Sera and Em. Where is the ph?
#so I think there is a third middle sibling#maybe luci-f-er#like it just feels off if itâs two#like the visual space between them implies there would be a middle character#I have a lot of thoughts circling in my head right now#I will make a future theory post about this#hazbin hotel#hazbin emily#hazbin sera#hazbin lucifer#hazbin hotel theory#hazbin hotel spoilers
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Last spring my neighbour asked if I could let Pirlouit mow the grass around his barn from time to time, which Pirou was happy to do at first but if I left him there several days in a row he got pretty sad about being alone (lots of wistful, melancholy braying). So this year when my donkey was hired for this job again, I went for a different formula: for the past few weeks I've been bringing all the animals to the neighbour's barn for an hour of landscaping services now and then at apĂŠritif time.
The fence is extremely not Pampe-proof so I have to have my apĂŠritif while sitting on the road in a strategic position from which I can toss a stick in her direction if she tries to escape, but other than that I've been really enjoying this peaceful evening ritual, just sitting there reading and watching the animals while feeling like I'm doing my neighbour a favour. Pirlouit doesn't get all the grass to himself anymore but I've learnt that he prefers to be rich in friends than in food.
You'll notice that Merricat is present in every photo, looking alert. She too has been hired, but for the thankless job of Thought Police. She may look like she's just napping on the warm asphalt with not a care in the world...
... but she is working! Keeping an eye on the llamas, always.
I've discovered that in a specific context my three cats can act as precogs and warn me of Pampe's future crimes. My theory is that they developed this skill because of Poldine, who loves cats. Any cat who enters the pasture will soon be noticed and (lovingly) chased by Poldine, who wants kisses. Cats not only do not want llama kisses, they don't differentiate between individual llamas. They are all potential kissers. So even if it looks like she's all relaxed, Merricat is constantly monitoring where the llamas are and what they seem to be planning. If we are on the other side of a fence and Pampe approaches it a bit too slyly, Merricat will jump to her feet, ready to flee (and I will toss one of my anti-Pampe sticks, and say NON.)
Merricat and I are a very good team! We've foiled several of Pampe's plots, but we need to be on the road for Merricat to remain wary (if we were in the pen Pampe's escape attempts would involve getting away from us and the cat wouldn't care.) Cars are rare so it's okay (plus it's so quiet you can always hear them coming), and on the few occasions when someone showed up and asked why I was having apĂŠritif on the road, I pointed at Pampe and they were like, "Ah! Didn't see her here. Good luck!"
"Hedgehog-moss, you're exaggerating. Pampe can't be thatâ"
She is! She is. And she always seems to notice when Merricat is on a bathroom break and I'm absorbed in a book.
There was one evening though, when she got distracted by a fascinating new idea. I don't claim to know what's going on in this llama's head (except when she's looking at a fence, then it's easy) but as you can see, once I brought the animals to the barn Poldine started eating flowers, Pirlouit started eating grass, and Pampe started eating the wall.
After a moment she slowly circled the barn, then stopped and lay down right next to it, settling down in a comfortable position but with focused ears and her head still turned towards the wall. It was suspicious behaviour, but on the other hand she now looked so uninterested in the road that I decided to take a risk and run home to bring back some dinnerâand she didn't move while I was away! I even brought Pandolf, who is usually banned from these soirĂŠes because he would disturb my Merricat alarm system. He was happy to be finally included.
It's unclear if Pampe was eating the wall, talking to the wall, or carefully examining various parts of the wall as Step 1 of 27 of a complex plan only she understands, but she stuck close to the barn all evening instead of lying in wait by the fence so I was able to have a picnic in the grass rather than on the road, which felt more bucolic. I know that "PampĂŠrigouste has a new, mysterious project" is a worrying sentence but at this early stage (feasibility study) it felt to me and Merricat like a little holiday!
#crawling along#if you look at the Pampe & The Wall photos you can see the adorable little goatee i gave poldine when i sheared her <3#it suits her she looks very elegant
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âËâżË° in an attempt to get sheep!reader to be more vocal about what she wants in bed, rafe only gives her what sheâs able to say..
warnings: mean!rafe (?), heavyyy teasing, corruption kink (?), fingering, lots of dirty talk, praise, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms, cockwarming, light fluff
a/n: i see your reqâs for more sheep!reader works, donât worry iâll be working on them soon! <3
wc: 1.8k
âcome on, âpretty, all you have to do is use your words..â rafeâs eyes traveled down your naked form, his fingers ghosting over the soft flesh of your thighs. this was absolute torture. ârafe, i canât!â you cried, your cheeks heating with embarrassment. your boyfriend took so much pleasure in knowing that you were far too shy to ask for what you wanted, a smug grin gracing his lips as heavy tears threatened to spill from your eyes. you looked away from him, taking your bottom lip between your teeth. âi wonât say it..â you mumbled, gasping softly when rafe dipped a finger between your glossy folds.
âwonât say what?â he taunted, barely stroking your clit before pulling his hand away. you let out a shaky breath, meeting his eyes for the first time during this whole ordeal. âplease.â you whimpered pathetically, hoping, begging, rafe will give into your pleas. rafe shook his head, giving your side a little pinch. âi donât know what youâre asking for.â he shrugged, his cock aching against his briefs. you drew your eyebrows together, your heart beating in your ears as you considered your next words. âi want you to touch me..â you whispered, your chest rising and falling as rafe offered you a teasing smile.
âtouch you where? here?â he placed a hand on your knee, âhere?â your arm was next, â..or here?â you whined in frustration when you felt his palm rest on your tummy. rafe was purposely making this hard for you, and he was enjoying every second of it. âno!â you spread your thighs in hopes to draw his attention elsewhere. sure enough, rafe looked down, his jaw ticking at the sight of your puffy folds. âfuck.â he cursed under his breath. âi need you down there..â you trailed a foot down his torso, stopping right below his v-line. rafe knew you what you trying to do.
âi donât know where âdown thereâ is.. i think you have to explain it to me, doll.â rafe wasnât going to let up. you started thinking of ways to word yourself, the implications of what you had to say only made you more embarrassed. âvaginaâ felt too proper to use in this situation, âpussyâ was too lewd for your liking, and âcuntâ sounded so aggressive, you didnât know what to make of it. swallowing thickly, you knew rafe wanted to hear you say the second option more than anything. in your mind, you thought if you said the dirtiest thing, he would have to give you what you were crying for.. right?
âi want you to touch myââ rafe leaned forward. no fucking way youâd say it. âm-my pussy?â it was comical, seeing the way you avoided his heated gaze. rafe had never heard a curse word fall from your lips, let alone that word specifically. âwas that so hard?â rafe laughed, sitting between your thighs as he spread you open, his cock twitching at the sight of your glistening succulence dripping down your cunt. with the pad of his thumb, rafe began circling your sensitive bundle of nerves, the long awaited sensation making your hips roll forward. âdonât move.â he warned, keeping a hand on your hip.
you shuddered, settling into your soft sheets as rafe then prodded a finger at your entrance. he teased your slit, slipping just the tip of his digit inside before gathering your slick and gliding the wetness up to your clit. âfeeling empty, huh?â rafe saw you pathetically clench around nothing, your eyebrows knitting together in desperation. ây-yes, please! âwant your fingers now.â rafe was pleasantly surprised, the second time around seemed to be more easier than the first time you requested something. âlook at you, youâre doing great, baby.â your boyfriend praised you, deciding to reward you with two fingers instead of one.
your breath got caught in your throat when you felt the stretch of two digits inside your cunt, your mouth falling open as you hiccuped at the feeling of rafeâs long, thick fingers curling inside of you. still using his thumb to rub your clit, you cried out when you felt him press on that gummy spot that made you see stars. âo-oh!â you whimpered, your thighs shutting around rafeâs hand. forcing your thighs open, rafe leaned his weight on one of your legs, and used his free hand to pin down the other one, forcing you to take what he gave you. âyou look so pretty when you donât know what to do with yourself.â
rafeâs words sounded muffled, your heart beating in your ears when you felt the familiar heat start to simmer in your tummy. your hand rested on top of rafeâs, his fingers interlacing with yours. âyouâre taking it so fucking good,â he leaned down, taking your lips in a searing kiss, âgonna make you cum, is that what you want?â you nodded helplessly, in which rafe tsked. âsay it. say thatâs what you want.â he urged. with the quietest tone you could muster, you spoke. âplease make me cum..â rafe wouldâve appreciated you saying it a little bit louder, but he figured he was lucky if he got you to say it at all.
picking up his speed on your clit, he watched with dark eyes as your face morphed into one of full blown pleasure, your lips swollen from rafe nipping at them. the wet sounds of your cunt made your cheeks heat, your chest caving in as you teetered the edge of pure euphoria. your hand shot up to grip rafeâs arm, your nails digging into his skin as your thighs trembled from your high washing over you. rafe always stared at you in awe whenever he pushed you over the edge, the little sounds leaving your lips never failed to drive him crazy while your velvety walls squeezed around his digits.
ânghhâ rafe!â you squeaked, a string of sobs tumbling from your throat as he continued to bring you down from your high. rafe littered your neck and chest with wet kisses, your fingers running across his scalp. you whimpered when rafe pulled away, your eyes trailing down his toned stomach as he slid off his briefs. wrapping a hand around your ankle, you yelped when he yanked you towards the edge of the bed, running his cock over your still fluttering cunt. âtell me you want me to fuck you,â he groaned when he felt your slick coat his length, âtell me you want my cock inside you.â
you were hysterical at this point, bending at his will as you did what he asked. âplease fuck me, ray. âwant y-your cock inside me!â you repeated, your back arching off of the sheets when he slammed into you without warning. âfuck, baby, you have no idea what youâre doing to me,â rafe leaned down, caging you between his arms, âhearing you talk like that, sâdriving me fuckinâ crazy.â you wrapped your legs around his waist, his biceps on either sides of your head. he filled you to the hilt in this position, bottoming out as his pubic bone grazed your clit with every thrust.
your eyes fluttered shut as you held him close to you, his breath fanning against your cheek as he whispered the filthiest obscenities in your ear. nothing else existed when you two were like this. it was like the world stopped spinning whenever he felt you taking him so good. âyouâre so fuckinâ perfect, you know that?â he squished your cheeks together with one hand, your eyebrows knitting together as you gazed up at him, âalways so pliant with me, âmakes me wanna see what other fucked up shit i could make you do.â he chuckled, his words sending a shiver down your spine.
rafe could see the slight fear in your eyes, a gentle âshhhâ leaving his lips as an attempt to reassure you. âdonât worry, weâll save that for another day.â he pecked your cheek, his hips snapping into you faster than before. you held onto his broad shoulders, the sound of his skin smacking against yours made you want to curl in on yourself, the lewd echo of it bouncing off of the walls. soon your legs were feeling like jelly and you couldnât keep them locked around rafeâs build. sensing your struggle, he pinned the back of your knees against your chest, getting a full, clear view of his cock sliding in and out of your soaked pussy.
âah, fuckkk,â rafe drawled out, absolutely hypnotized at the sight. he glided with ease, your folds hugging him snugly. the grip you had on his cock was enough to make his muscles constrict with the need to fill you up, your pretty clit glistening with his precum. âmâgonna need to film this next time, youâre fuckinâ unreal.â he choked back a groan when you somehow managed to clamp around him even tighter. âh-holy shit,â rafeâs hips stuttered, his face scrunching when he began twitching, your second orgasm of the night hitting you with more force than the first one.
as if on cue, rafe peaked when you gripped the knitted blanket at your side, both of you moaning so loud you were sure ms. celia, the sweet old lady next door, could hear you two. rafe didnât stop fucking into you until every last drop of his cum was lost in the heaven that was your cunt, his eyes rolling back when he stayed nestled inside of you. rafe helped your legs back down, your chest rising and falling with each breath you took. swallowing thickly, rafe sighed as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to your hairline. âmy god..â he looked at you incredulously.
how you had that innocent sparkle in your eyes right after doing what you did was beyond him. âthat wasnât so bad..â you whispered, running a finger down the underside of rafeâs jaw. âno, not at all. you did amazing.â he was still inside you when he leaned all his weight on you. you always felt so safe and secure every time rafe did this. you reveled in the feeling of his heart beating against your own, your eyelids heavy as sleep threatened to come over you. âi could fall asleep like this..â rafe mumbled. you giggled, a lazy smile gracing your features.
as much as you wouldâve loved that, a hot shower was far more needed. after ten minutes of convincing rafe you two should get cleaned up for bed, and after round two ensued under the shower head, you and your boyfriend had finally cuddled up under the sheets, his warm skin mingling with yours. once you two exchanged âi love youâsâ, you were out like a light. the next morning you had went out and checked the mail, spotting ms. celia rocking on her chair with her morning coffee in her hand. âgood morning!â you waved, in which she smiled. âhow did you sleep, dear?â
âjust fine! i had a pretty long night..â butterflies fluttered in your tummy at the memory. âoh, i bet! it sure sounded like it.â
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Gojo. Geto. Sukuna. Nanami. Choso. Toji. Megumi. Itadori. Yuta.
â â đđđđ
âSay no more.â He'd grab your face in an instant and press his lips against yours. He would immediately get touchy all over your body, and for not even a few seconds, he's already slipping his tongue in, savoring your taste with hunger. He'd pull away for a moment before devouring your lips with his own, your mouth would be invaded by his tongue once more before pressing you against the nearby wall.
â â đđđđ
âYou want to make out? Alright, love. Let's go somewhere private, we can make out there as much as you want.â He'd place his hands on your wrist and lead you toward the bedroom. His lips would immediately find yours, soft but deep kisses at first before it gets heated. He doesn't mind if you want to be on the top or him on the top. Rest assured, he's not giving your lips a break either way. âNow I know what you need to do to convince me.â
â â đđđđđđ
His body would shiver with excitement as he looks down at you with a hungry look. âCome here,â he reaches for you and grabs your body, âYou want to make out, do you now? My, my, are you in the mood for me.â He tilts your head with his finger and starts trailing kisses on your neck, nibbling your skin with his teeth, licking and sucking, and doing whatever he wants until he makes sure it leaves a lot of his marks. His mind is filled with dirty thoughts, âI hope you know what you're getting yourself into.â
â â đđđđđđ
âRight here? Right now?â Nanami's eyebrows would elevate at this request. âI should have expected it from you.â He sighs and loosens his tie before leaning back on his chair saying, âI can spare some time for you, love,â as he pats his lap, gesturing you to sit with him. âLet's make it a good one.â He'll place a hand on your cheek and the other on your waist as he kisses you slowly, with no rush, he likes to take his time savoring your lips.
â â đđđđđ
He would look at you confused, âWhat's that?â He had no clue what making out is and he's not familiar with the term. Once you explain it to him, he'll nod and hold your waist, initiating the kiss first. âLike this?â He'll kiss you more. âI think I can get used to this.â His kisses slowly become deeper, letting out a few hums of satisfaction here and then. His touches would become bolder as well once you give him the cue. He's never done something like this but he seems to enjoy it with you.
â â đđđđ
He'd raise a brow after hearing your request out of nowhere. âSo you want to make out, huh? Are you feeling needy?â He'll tease you for it. âNow come here, I'll show you just how good I can be with my lips," he'd speak to you in a seductive tone while looking at you with a sly smile on his face. He'll kiss you all over your face until it's damp from both of your wet lips after the kiss while his hands eagerly caressing and groping your body. He won't stop even until you're breathless.
â â đđđđđđ
He'd turn a bit red at your sudden question. He is a little surprised with your forwardness but he's not against it. âWhat did you say? Do you want to make out with me?â He doesn't mind if you kiss him. In fact, he'd like it if you did because he's been wanting to do that with you for some time already. Megumi starts off shy with a few pecks, focusing on your lips and what gesture you like. It's surprisingly hard for him to stop kissing you once he's warmed up.
â â đđđđđđđ
âEh? With me?â He points at himself. You'd smack his arm which makes him let out a short playful laugh, âOkay, okay, let's do it.â He'd kiss you eagerly, he really wanted to experience kissing someone ever since he was single, and now that got the chance to make out with you is more than a dream come true. He'll circle an arm over your shoulder and the other around your waist, pressing your body closer to him as he focuses on kissing you.
â â đđđđ
His face would turn red and his cheeks would be flushed. He'd look at you with surprised eyes and then he'd nod slowly. âO-of course, let's make out.â He'd say your name in such a soft way, the most romantic tone he's ever spoken to you with. After a few seconds of looking deeply into your eyes, he would lean closer and test the water with a few soft pecks before the kiss got deeper. He doesn't really know where to place his hand so he just holds your waist as he pulls you closer.
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Can I Fill You Up, Baby?
Synopsis. Thereâs no way he had a breĂŠding kink, right? That was before he was balls-deep in you, cĂşmming in you for the third time in a row now.
Pairing. Multiple x Reader
Content. MDNI, fem! reader, unprotected, lots of cĂşm, overstim, multiple rounds, mating press, breeding, pet names (my girl), swearing.
Word count. 1.5k
A/N. DONâT LOOK AT MEEEE.
Boys who didnât know they have a breeding kink.
Pfft, seriously? Those were straight out of hentai, heâd roll his eyes as his friends tittered about it. âNext thing youâll tell me is that tentacle monsters are totally legit, too.â
Because he didnât have a breeding kink, right?
Well, at least he didnât think soâŚbut right now, with you sprawled underneath him, eyes half-lidded, and dripping cunt sucking his cock in so deliciously - he thinks the idea might not be too far-fetched after all.
Ripping off what remained of your top, lips searing against your skin as he bit down hard - marking you. You were so fucking aroused, pretty pussy pooling and forming debauched little strings of slick that connect you to his heavy balls. Throaty, desperate little grunts leaving him each time they slap against your skin, in time with the tight, little circles he drew on your throbbing clit.Â
A quick, maddening tempo he was losing his mind to.
Right now, he was absolutely feral where he was usually suave in sex. For some reason, that image of you babysitting your friendâs kid earlier today burns into his mind, jolting some raw, carnal part of him awake as he keeps ramming his cock into your snug cunt. Over and over. Purposefully and sinfully.Â
Ah, how lovely you would look so round and glowing with his kid. Youâd look so pretty carrying his seed. The swell of your belly just because of him - all him.Â
âBabyâŚâ he starts, voice hoarse with need. At your answering mewl, writhing beneath him, he continues, words that come straight from his throbbing erection. âCan I fill you up? Lemme fill you up. Please, my girl.â
âAh! Hah- yes. Yes yes yes, please. Cum in me baby, fill me up.â Raw, pleading whines leave your bruised lips. Drool already dripping down the corner of your mouth at how deliciously filthy he was fucking you.Â
Body trembling, a shiver runs down your spine as you watch his pupils dilate, cock twitching so animalistically inside you at your words. Thrusts increasing impossibly, his thumb was now frenzied on your clit, desperately chasing both your highs.
Now, youâve heard of orgasms that sneak up on you. Silent, powerful waves that leave you speechless. And before you know it, youâre creaming around his thick cock. Stars behind your eyes and a breathless whisper of his name leaving your swollen lips.Â
Seeing you so debauched underneath him sends him over the edge as well, his own release exploding into your awaiting pussy. Filling you up. Hips never slowing down, pumping hot ropes of cum into you animalistically. Your walls flutter around him, as if desperately trying to suck his big cock back in with each thrust.Â
Yet, your moans turn into sensitive gasps at the way your loving boyfriend still doesnât show any signs of stopping - even as your jolts of pleasure turn into nothing but mere tingles. Thighs clenching around his toned waist, a question.
âShhh, donât worry, pretty girl. One more, you gotta do is take it.âÂ
And heâs pushing in again, swollen tip hot and still hard and hot against your sloppy entrance. Both of you hissing at the overstimulation. Oh. Oh, shit.
âHngh- youâre-â God. Looking up into those darkened eyes, something carnal glinting dangerously in them - only one thought rings in your head, going straight down to your dripping cunt - youâd be lucky to make out of this in one piece.Â
You can do nothing but lay there and take it as large hands spread your legs even more shamefully. His cum warm and dribbling out of you, fully exposed to his hungry gaze. Body jerking as he manhandles your legs onto his sculpted shoulders. Folding you in half, pressing down down down-
A mating press. A fucking mating press.Â
Scratch that, youâd be lucky to make it out of this alive.
He doesnât waste time.Â
Splitting you open on his thick cock immediately, pushing back into your tight walls. Head thrown back and eyes rolling to the back of his head so pornographically at the way your cunt flutters around him - wetter and sloppier than before with his cum, struggling to take him again. Warm - so warm with his seed.Â
God, he has to fight down some feral, animalistic part of him that wants to just plunge into you till his twitching balls smack your ass. Not even waiting for you to adjust.Â
But no. No, he must be careful with the mother of his children - treat you like fine porcelain. Just as soon as he breaks you like one right now.
Fuck.
One, harsh thrust. His achingly hard cock splitting you open, pushing against the heady combination of resistance and your walls milking him to insanity. Sweaty forehead meeting yours, he canât decide between the sinful sight of your cunt clenching around his length and the way your swollen, kiss-bitten lips fall into such a pretty oh!
âOh- hah! Baby, please. Donât hold back.â
Not that he was going to anyway. âThen take it like a good girl while I breed you, my lilâ slut.â his voice low and husky, making your cunt clamp down in anticipation.Â
And before you know it, his tight balls are flush against your ass, thick head kissing your cervix so painfully good. Hips rearing back - back back back, pulsing veins massaging your walls as he pulls out till his furiously flushed tip is just teasing your entrance. Only to slam back into you with one rough thrust, with little regard for your poor, abused cunt.
The bed creaks in protest as he starts up a merciless pace, not taking the time to ease it in for either of you. Throbbing cock sliding in and out of your dripping cunt in rough, purposeful strokes that have you gripping the headboard for stability.Â
Your cunt stings in both overstimulation and the way his tight balls smack against you at his unforgiving pace, strings of slick and cum connecting you to each other. âHah- oh. So good, pussy sucking me dry so good Hngh-â he gasps out over the lewd slapping of skin on skin, mouth moving before his mind does.Â
Ass burning at the friction of his pelvis. Cum leaking out of you to pool beneath you. It was so fucking debauched. He was absolutely too far gone. Completely set on filling you till you explode.Â
âOh, fuck. Gonna cum. Gonna fill you up again, my pretty girl- hngh-â
You whine at the pain and pleasure, far too cock-drunk to form any coherent sentences, body arching up for more more more-
You both cum with a raw, fucked-out whimper. Your walls stretch painfully as it tries to accommodate both his fat cock and another spurt of his cum. Tears stinging your eyes at the sensitivity, all you know is a burst of pleasure and the realization of how absolutely full you are of his seed.
It leaks out of you, seeping into your skin and you can almost feel it sloshing inside of your snug cunt. Mind hazy and vision blurring at this point. Yet, he still doesnât stop.
Youâre probably sobbing at this point - you donât even know. Completely drunk on you and the idea of breeding you and you-
âOne more, my girl. One more. Gotta make sure it takes.â
Raw, absolutely feral empty promises ring in your ears as he keeps moving inside you. Sensitively twitching cock dragging so maddeningly against your walls. Letting out raspy whimpers with each thrust, now nothing more than shallow, mindless movements fueled by pure animalistic need.Â
Fuck, ah, you were gonna fucking pass out.
âHah- Baby, I canât- oh-âÂ
âYou will.â
You squeal as your thighs clench around him, clit pulsing in pain and pleasure as he reaches down to start his rough abuse on it again. A final thrust. Only one press on your clit. Hard.Â
Your orgasm - if you can even call it that, nothing more than a distinct spike of pleasure - hits you with a jolt. Moaning and bowing into his weeping cock as you ride your highs out together. His poor, abused cock coating your walls white once more in thin, hot spurts. It overflows inside of you, cunt dripping and too full to take any more.Â
Maybe you black out, you donât even know. Only brought back by the tear that hits your cheek with a wet splash! Â - blinking away the haze in your eyes to look up at your overstimulated boyfriend. His throbbing cock now shooting blanks inside of you.
Breaths ragged, blood roaring in your ears, you feel a sudden emptiness as he pulls out. A disappointed whine leaving you despite your state. Cum gushing out of you, forming a pool on the already-soaked bedsheets. Warm and so fucking sinful.
Pulling back to admire the view, his eyes widen, jaw dropping slightly at the heavenly sight. Greedy eyes locked on you and your pussy and you - blood rushing straight to his twitching cock. Reproachfully, you look up to meet his eyes, pupils blown and half-lidded, an insane glint in them that jolts you to your very core - and your abused cunt.Â
One thing was sure.
Thereâs no turning back.Â
- GOJO, CHOSO, Nanami, OIKAWA, Suna, KUROO, ATSUMU, EREN
A/N. Goals amirite?Â
Plagiarism not authorized.
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đđđđđđŁ đżđđ¨đđ§đđ¨ | đ.đ.
pairing â brothers best friend! park sunghoon x sister! reader
synposis â you knew sunghoon ever since you were little with him being your big brothers best friend. what jay didnât know though, was that you always had a secret crush on sunghoon. despite your feelings, you believe sunghoon doesnât like you back and sees you as nothing more than his friends annoying little sister. right?
genre â smut, angst
warnings â MINORS DNI!!!, the sexual scene doesnât come for a while, lower case intended, cursing, arguments, crying, partying, drinking, insecurities, sunghoon is toxic, reader thinks about sunghoon a lot, mean dom! sunghoon x sub! reader, eating out, overstimulation (f), blowjob, semi public sex, jealousy, possessiveness, dirty talk, manhandling, minor choking, lying, fingering, name calling (slut and etc.), no protection (wrap up ur hotdog), not cumming inside, lmk if i missed any!
w.c â 8.0k+
a/n â was trying to do a drabble but instead made it into a somewhat whole fic cause i got carried away but oh well. this took me a while too make cause i wanted to make it good but i think it ended well ifykyk ;). also, if you would like to be added to my permanent taglist please click here and leave a comment! reblog, comment, like, etc.! not proofread!
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you remember the first time you met sunghoon at a neighborhood park. you were five while sunghoon was six. the sun was setting, casting a golden hue over the playground. jay, your big brother, had excitedly dragged you along to meet his new buddy.
you were curious but also a bit nervous. as you and jay approached the swings, you saw a boy standing there with an air of cool detachment. his hands were shoved deep into his pockets, and his eyes seemed to be lost in thought.
"hey, sunghoon! this is my little sister, y/n," jay introduced her with a wide grin, his enthusiasm infectious.
sunghoon barely glanced at you, muttering a quick "hi" before turning his attention back to the ground. his voice was soft but carried a certain indifference that made you feel small.
you felt a pang of disappointment but brushed it off, determined to get to know him better. after all, jay had spoken highly of him, and you trusted your big brothers judgment.
as the years went by, you found yourself attending the same school, even participating in the same extracurricular activities. your crush on Sunghoon grew stronger with each passing year.
you noticed the little things about himâthe way his eyes softened when he was lost in thought, the rare smiles he reserved for jay and his other friends, and the quiet kindness he showed when he thought no one was looking. he was always polite to you, but there was a distance, a wall that you couldn't seem to breach.
high school brought more opportunities for interaction, but also more complications. sunghoon became more popular, his cool demeanor attracting a lot of attention. you, on the other hand, remained in the background, content with your small circle of friends and your studies. despite your different social circles, their paths crossed often, thanks to jay.
now that itâs been years of knowing sunghoon, you know how he acts, how he talks, how he reacts, everything about him that other girls wish they knew. but one thing that youâll never know is his type. you seem to be nothing but jays little sister to him, right?
it was a typical friday evening, and your house was buzzing with the usual energy that came with having your brother, jay, and his other best friend, sim jaeyun, over. they were playing video games in your living room while you silently read a book in the kitchen.
you heard jake screeching about something while jay was shouting nonsense. you werenât gonna lie and say it didnât give you fat headache. as you continued reading you suddenly heard a knock at the door. annoyed, you went to go answer it.
you walked past jay and jake and headed towards the door boredly.
as you opened the door, you were met with the sight of park sunghoon, jay's friend, aka your crush. he stood there, looking as cold and distant as ever, his hands shoved into the pockets of his jacket.
"hey," you greeted him, trying to keep your voice steady despite the way your heart was pounding.
sunghoon barely acknowledged you with a nod before stepping inside without a word.
he didn't even spare you a glance as he made his way to the living room where jay and jake were deeply engrossed in their video game. you closed the door behind him, feeling a mix of relief and disappointment.
you followed him into the living room, where the boys were too focused on their game to notice your presence. sunghoon joined them, his expression remaining stoic as he watched the screen. you took a seat on the couch, pretending to be absorbed in the book you had picked up earlier. but your eyes kept drifting back to sunghoon, watching his every move.
you decided to try to catch a conversation, âhey, sunghoon, do you want something to drink?" you offered, hoping to engage him in some small talk.
he barely looked up from where he was watching jay and jake, "no, thanks," he replied curtly, his attention still focused on your brother.
you sighed inwardly, feeling a pang of disappointment. it was always like this. no matter what you did, sunghoon never seemed to notice you. it was as if you were invisible to him, just another part of the background.
the boys continued their game, their laughter and banter filling the room. sunghoon remained quiet, only occasionally offering a terse comment or a slight sigh. you wished you could be a part of their world, to share in their camaraderie, but you felt like an outsider looking in.
despite your best efforts to focus on your book, you couldn't help but steal glances at sunghoon. Every now and then, his eyes would flicker in your direction, and you would quickly look away, hoping he hadn't noticed. but deep down, you hoped he had.
jake groaned when he finally lost to jay, letting out a frustrated growl, âmy finger pressed the wrong button!â
jay cackled and clapped his hands together. sunghoon just stared at them. you noticed how much jay and jake talk compare to sunghoon. but to them, he was like a missing puzzle piece to their friendship.
jay got up from the couch and stretched, âiâm gonna make something to eat. anyone want pizza rolls?â he questioned. jake raised his hand like a kid while sunghoon shook his head. you stared up at jay and nodded.
he went to the kitchen while jake wrapped an arm around sunghoon shoulder, âdid you talk to that girl yet?â
you heart dropped hearing that. what was jake talking about? you peeked from your book and watched sunghoons expression. it still remained serious, but you could see a bit of an annoyance.
âi already told you, i blocked her number.â he stated. jake gasped and unwrapped his arm around sunghoon, shoving him.
âwhat? dude she was your only chance to getting some!â jake said. he threw his hands on his head as if sunghoon broke a promise that was supposed to be kept forever. sunghoon shrugged his shoulders,
âi donât want a girl that gets passed around.â he firmly said. jake stopped complaining and put a finger under his chin. you on the other hand, was wondering what girl it could be.
jay eventually came back with a plate full of pizza rolls and set them in the table. jake hurriedly grabbed one and took a bite only to whine how hot it was. you giggled and took a bite yourself.
âready to do another round?â jay spoke. jake nodded and grabbed the controller, loading it to jay. they both sat down again and started a new round.
you noticed sunghoon was staring off in a distance, âeverything okay?â you asked. sunghoon flicked his gaze towards you before simply nodding and standing up.
âiâm gonna head to the restroom.â he spoke towards jay. jay nodded his head. sunghoon walked towards the hall that led to the bathroom, shutting the door with a click. you let a little sigh before grabbing your book again and reading. it was worth a shot.
eventually, the boys finished their game, and jay and jake started packing up their things. sunghoon stood up, his expression still unreadable.
he glanced at you briefly, and for a moment, you thought you saw a flicker of something in his eyes. but before you could decipher it, he turned away and headed for the door.
"see you around," he said, his voice cold and detached.
you nodded, unable to find your voice. as he walked out the door, you felt a pang of longing. jay stood next to you eating a pizza roll, âwhy are you staring at sunghoon like that?â
you snapped out of your daze and glared at him, âi wasnât staring at him!â you snapped. you turned your heel heading back to your room.
jay watched you go to your room, âwere too!â the only thing he heard from you was a loud groan with the door slamming shut.
the morning sun peeked through the curtains, casting a warm glow over your room. you groaned softly, reaching out to silence the alarm clock blaring on your nightstand. it was another school day, and you knew you had to get up. with a sigh, you swung your legs over the side of the bed and stretched.
"hey, sleepyhead! get up, or we're gonna be late!" jay called from the hallway.
jay was always the early riser, and he made sure you were up and ready on time. you quickly got dressed and headed to the bathroom to brush your teeth and fix your hair. jay was already in the kitchen, making breakfast.
"morning," you greeted him, grabbing a piece of toast.
"morning," he replied with a grin, "ready for another day at school?"
you rolled your eyes playfully, âas ready as I'll ever be."
jay chuckled and ruffled your hair. "come on, let's get going."
the two of you drove to school together, chatting about random stuff. as you guys got out of the car, you approached the school. you noticed the usual crowd of girls gathered around sunghoon and jake, who walked through the hallway with their signature known demeanor.
as you reached your locker, jay went off to join his friends, leaving you alone. you stood at your locker, watching the scene unfold from a distance. it was hard not to notice sunghoon, especially when jay and jake were so openly flirtatious with the girls.
jay's charming smile and jake's playful banter had the girls swooning, but sunghoon remained detached, barely acknowledging their presence. as jay and jake still talked with the girls, sunghoon began to walk away from the crowd.
you decided to follow him, curiosity getting the better of you. you kept a safe distance, not wanting to draw attention to yourself. sunghoon's long strides took him to a quieter part of the school, away from the hustle and bustle of the main hallways.
just as you thought you were being discreet, sunghoon suddenly stopped and turned around. your heart skipped a beat as his piercing gaze locked onto yours. before you could react, he closed the distance between you, trapping you against the wall with his arms on either side of your head.
"why are you following me?" he asked, his voice low and teasing.
you felt a blush creep up your cheeks, but you couldn't find the words to answer. sunghoon's proximity was overwhelming, and his intense gaze made it hard to think straight. he leaned in closer, his breath warm against your ear.
"do you enjoy watching me?" he whispered, a smirk playing on his lips.
you swallowed hard, trying to maintain your composure. "i-i was just... curious," you stammered.
sunghoon chuckled softly, his eyes never leaving yours, "curious, huh? be careful, curiosity can be dangerous."
with that, he pushed away from the wall and walked off, leaving you flustered and breathless. You watched him go, your heart still racing from the encounter. what the fuck just happened?
after that encounter you went straight to your classroom, not even bothering to say hi to your friends. you sat at your desk and let out a deep sigh.
did sunghoon meant to do that? you felt your heart beating out of your ears. maybe you were just hallucinating it. the bell finally rang when students started coming in. you on the other hand, decided to just lay your head down for the whole lecture.
lunch came by pretty fast and before you knew it you were on your way to your friend group table. you took a seat while your friends were gossiping about someone.
"did you see sunghoon talking to that girl in the hall earlier?" one of them asked, eyes wide with curiosity.
your friends exchanged glances, sensing your discomfort but pressing on, "they seemed pretty close, like they were having a deep conversation or something. do you know anything about it?"
shakes of heads were viewed until they all looked at you.
you shook your head, forcing a smile, "no, i don't know anything about it."
you felt curious on who the girl couldâve been. knowing sunghoon since forever you knew heâs not the type to start a conversation with a girl first. was it the girl jake was talking about?
you huffed and took a bite out of your food. whatever it was, it wasnât your problem. but you still had that pang of discomfort in your chest.
the final bell of the day echoed through the halls, signaling the end of another school day. you gathered your books and headed towards the exit, where your friends were already waiting. as you approached, jay pulled up in his car, offering you a ride home as usual.
"hey, you need a ride home?" jay called out. you hesitated for a moment before shaking your head.
âno thanks. i think i'll walk with my friends today." you chimed.
jay raised an eyebrow but didn't press further, "alright, see you later then."
as you walked with your friends, the conversation flowed easily, but your mind kept drifting back to Sunghoon. You hadn't seen him much today, and the lingering thoughts from the previous conversation gossip still gnawed at you. your friends noticed your distraction but didn't comment, knowing you well enough to give you space.
when you finally reached your house, you waved goodbye to your friends and walked up the driveway. the sound of laughter from the backyard caught your attention. curiosity piqued, you made your way around the side of the house.
there, by the pool, were jay, jake, and sunghoon, all three in bathing suits, clearly ready for a swim.
jake noticed you first and waved, "hey, you made it! we decided to take a dip. wanna join?"
your eyes flickered to sunghoon, who was lounging on a chair, looking effortlessly cool and completely at ease. itâs almost as if this morning wasnât even real. the sight of him in his swim trunks made your heart race, and you felt a blush creeping up your cheeks.
"uh, i left my swimsuit at my friends house," you stammered, trying to keep your composure.
sunghoon glanced up, his expression unreadable, "you can always borrow one," he said nonchalantly, as if your presence didn't faze him at all.
you felt a mix of shyness and frustration. it was clear that Sunghoon didn't share the same nervousness you felt around him, "maybe next time," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper.
your brother, ever the peacemaker, jumped in, "no worries. we can just hang out. come sit with us."
reluctantly, you walked over and took a seat on the edge of a lounge chair, trying to act casual. the conversation flowed around you, but your focus kept drifting back to sunghoon.
every time he laughed or spoke, you felt a pang of longing, wishing he would notice you the way you noticed him.
the water sparkled invitingly, and the sound of laughter filled the air as sunghoon, jay, and jake splashed around. you noticed sunghoon moved through the water with such grace, each stroke powerful and smooth.
jay and jake were goofing off, trying to dunk each other, but sunghoon was focused, swimming laps effortlessly. the way his muscles flexed and glistened under the sun made your heart race. you tried to look away, but it was no use. your gaze kept returning to him.
after what felt like an eternity, sunghoon finally climbed out of the pool, water cascading down his toned body. he ran a hand through his wet hair, sending droplets flying. you felt your cheeks heat up and quickly looked down, hoping he didn't notice your flustered state.
but when you dared to glance up, you caught his eye and he gave you a small, knowing smirk. your blush deepened, and you couldn't help but look down, your heart pounding in your chest.
as the afternoon wore on, you found yourself relaxing a bit, the initial awkwardness fading. jay and jakeâs easy banter was infectious, and you couldn't help but join in. despite sunghoon's apparent indifference, you cherished these moments.
when the sun began to set, jay suggested ordering pizza, and the four of you moved inside. the atmosphere was warm and inviting, and for a while, you forgot about your worries, simply enjoying the company of jay and his friends.
jay was on the phone, ordering pizza for everyone. the anticipation of the delicious food was palpable, but your mind was elsewhere. sitting so close to sunghoon made your heart race, and you couldn't help but feel a bit nervous.
jake, noticing your unease, leaned in with a friendly smile, "hey, are you okay? you seem a bit tense," he asked, his voice gentle.
you glanced at him, trying to calm your racing heart, "yeah, i'm fine. just a bit... hungry," you lied, hoping he wouldn't see through it.
sunghoon, who had been quiet, shifted slightly closer to you. his presence was overwhelming, and you could feel the heat radiating from his body.
he glanced at jake, his eyes narrowing slightly, "sheâs fine, jake. Just a little tired, right?" sunghoon's voice was smooth but there was an edge to it.
jake raised an eyebrow, clearly sensing the tension, "sure, man. but you know, talking can help distract from hunger and tiredness," he said, turning his attention back to you, "so, what have you been up to lately? feels like i donât really see you often." he joked.
you appreciated Jake's attempt to make you feel comfortable, but sunghoon's proximity was making it hard to focus, "oh, just the usual stuff. school, work, you know how it is," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady.
sunghoon's arm brushed against yours, sending a shiver down your spine. he leaned in slightly, his voice low. "you know, you don't have to answer him if you don't want to. we're just waiting for the pizza, after all."
your heart skipped a beat at his words. there was something possessive in his tone that both thrilled and confused you. you glanced at him, trying to read his expression, but his face was a mask of calm.
jake, ever the peacemaker, tried to lighten the mood, "well, i think it's great that we're all hanging out together. it's been a while since we had a chill night like this," he said, giving you a reassuring smile.
jay finally hung up the phone and rejoined the group. "pizza's on its way! should be here in about thirty minutes," he announced, plopping down on the other side of jake.
the conversation flowed more easily with jay back, but you couldn't shake the feeling of sunghoon's eyes on you. every time you laughed at one of jake's jokes or responded to his questions, you felt sunghoon's gaze intensify.
finally, the doorbell rang, signaling the arrival of the pizza. jay and jake jumped up to get it, leaving you alone with sunghoon for a moment.
he took the opportunity to lean in closer, his breath warm against your ear, "you know, i wouldnât talk to jake so much, he always does that when he wants to get into girls underwearâs." he murmured, his voice low and possessive.
your breath caught in your throat, and you turned to face him, your eyes wide, "sunghoon, we're not... i mean, we're just friends," you stammered, unsure of what to say.
he smirked, his eyes darkening, "maybe, but that doesn't mean he wonât do anything to you. just remember that," he said, his hand lingering on your arm for a moment before he pulled away.
jay and jake returned with the pizza, breaking the tension. as you all dug in, the atmosphere lightened, but you couldn't shake the feeling of sunghoon's emotions. it was confusing and thrilling all at once.
jake was already scrolling through the movie options, "How about this one?" he suggested, landing on a popular action film.
âsounds good," everyone agreed. they settled in, grabbing slices of pizza and filling their cups. the room was filled with the sounds of chewing and occasional laughter as they watched the movie.
as the movie progressed, you felt a gentle touch on your hand. you glanced to your side and saw sunghoon's hand lightly brushing against yours. your heart skipped a beat, and you quickly looked away, trying to focus on the movie. but the warmth of his touch lingered, making it hard to concentrate on anything else.
when the movie finally finished and every slice was gone, jake and sunghoon decided it was time to head home. jake and sunghoon were getting ready to leave.
jay was in the kitchen, cleaning up the remnants of their pizza night, while you stood by the door, ready to bid them farewell. jake was the first to step forward. his smile was warm and genuine as he reached out for a hug.
"thanks for having us over. It was a great night," he said, wrapping his arms around you in a friendly embrace. you hugged him back, feeling the comfort of his presence.
as you pulled away, you noticed sunghoon standing a few steps behind jake, his expression unreadable. his eyes were fixed on the floor, and he made no move to step forward. there was an air of detachment about him that seemed out of place.
âgoodnight, sunghoon," you said, hoping to catch his eye. but he didn't look up. he simply nodded once, almost imperceptibly, and turned to walk out the door without another word. the door closed behind him, leaving you standing there, confused and a little hurt.
jake noticed your puzzled expression and gave you a small, reassuring smile, "don't worry about him. he's probably just tired," he said softly, patting your shoulder before following sunghoon out the door.
you watched them walk down the driveway, jake's easygoing stride contrasting sharply with sunghoon's tense posture.
the night air was cool, and you shivered slightly, not entirely from the cold. you couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. sunghoon's silence and his refusal to say goodbye gnawed at you, leaving a lingering sense of unease.
jay came up behind you, drying his hands on a dish towel, "everything okay?" he asked, noticing your troubled expression.
âiâm not sure," you replied, still staring at the spot where sunghoon had been standing, "sunghoon didn't say goodbye. he seemed... different."
jay frowned, looking thoughtful, âmaybe he's just got something on his mind. you know how he can be sometimes."
âyeah, maybe," you said, though you weren't entirely convinced. theimage of Sunghoon's emotionless face stayed with you as you closed the door and locked it for the night.
as you headed to bed, you couldn't help but wonder why sunghoon decided to act like he cared about you and then act like he didnât care anymore. you hummed and slowly closed your eyes before falling asleep.
The morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across your room. you stretched and yawned, feeling the remnants of sleep leave your body. it was time to start your usual morning routine.
you got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. after a quick shower, you brushed your teeth and combed your hair, feeling more awake with each passing minute.
dressed and ready for the day, you made your way to the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast. as you poured yourself a bowl of cereal, you heard footsteps approaching. turning around, you saw jay entering the kitchen, looking as relaxed as ever.
âmorning jay," you greeted him with a smile.
âmorning," he replied, grabbing an apple from the counter, "hey, just so you know, i'm gonna be hanging out with jake today. he was complaining about how he needs new shoes.â
you nodded, taking a bite of your cereal, "cool, sounds fun. what about sunghoon? isn't he coming with you guys?"
jay shook his head, a puzzled look crossing his face. "no, he said he didn't want to go. weird, right? he always hangs out with us."
you frowned, feeling a twinge of confusion. sunghoon was usually the first to join in on any plans with the group. "thatâs strange. did he say why?"
jay shrugged, taking a bite of his apple, "nope, he just seemed off on call. maybe he's got something else going on."
you couldn't shake the feeling that something was up with sunghoon. determined to get to the bottom of it, you decided to check in on him later. for now, you finished your breakfast and went about your day, the mystery of sunghoon's behavior lingering in the back of your mind.
after breakfast, you tidied up the kitchen and headed out for a morning jog. the crisp air and the rhythmic sound of your footsteps on the pavement helped clear your mind.
returning home, you took a quick shower and changed into comfortable clothes. you decided to text sunghoon, hoping to get some answers.
Y/n: Hey Sunghoon. Everything okay? Jay mentioned you weren't joining them today.
minutes passed without a response, and you grew more anxious. you tried to distract yourself by diving into a book, but your thoughts kept drifting back to sunghoon. finally, your phone buzzed with a message. it was Sunghoon.
Sunghoon: Iâm fine.
his reply was short, almost dismissive. you knew sunghoon well enough to sense that something was off. you couldnât decide to think anything better than pay him a visit.
you grabbed your keys and headed to sunghoon's place. the walk wasnât that far with him living in the same neighborhood. as you finally got to his house you felt a sudden nervousness.
as you approached his door, you hesitated for a moment before knocking. a couple seconds the door opened, sunghoon opened the door, his expression one of confusion and mild annoyance.
"what are you doing here?" he asked, his tone colder than you expected.
âi was worried about you," you replied, trying to keep your voice steady. "you didn't hang out with jay and jake, and you seemed distant when you texted me. what's going on?"
sunghoon's eyes narrowed as he crossed his arms over his chest, âwhy do you care? it's none of your business."
you felt a pang of hurt at his words, âof course, it's my business! we're friends, and friends look out for each other. you've been acting strange lately, and iâm worried."
âwell, maybe you should mind your own business," sunghoon snapped, his voice growing harsher. "i don't need you or anyone else telling me what to do."
your confusion turned to frustration, âwhy are you being like this? i'm just trying to help you!"
sunghoon's expression didn't soften, "i don't need your help. just leave me alone."
anger flared up inside you, and you couldn't hold back any longer, "fine! if you want to be a jerk, then be a jerk! but don't expect me to keep worrying about you if you're going to treat me like this."
sunghoon's eyes flickered with something you couldn't quite place, but he didn't say anything more. he simply turned and walked back into his house, leaving the door open just long enough for you to see that he truly didn't care.
feeling a mix of anger and sadness, you turned and walked away from sunghoon's house. when you finally arrived back home, you saw jay standing outside, waiting for you. he looked concerned as he approached.
"are you okay? where were you? you could at least text me where youâre going." jay asked, his voice gentle.
you didn't even look at him as you brushed past, "i'm fine," you muttered, not wanting to talk about what had just happened.
jay reached out to stop you, but you pulled away, needing some space to process everything. you went inside, leaving jay standing there, knowing he was worried but unable to face another confrontation.
the sun slowly settled down, and you were curled up on the couch, flipping through channels but not really paying attention to anything. your mind kept drifting back to the tense encounter with sunghoon earlier.
just then, jay burst into the living room, excitement radiating off him, "there's this party tonight. you should come with me. you could meet my girlfriend finally.
you looked up, not really feeling the party vibe. "i don't know, jay. iâm not really in the mood for a party tonight. maybe i can meet her after?
he gave you a knowing look, "come on, it'll be fun! plus, i heard sunghoon's going to be there. maybe we can ask him why he was acting weird."
you heart skipped a beat at the mention of sunghoon. despite the argument, you couldn't deny the feelings you had for him more than your anger.
maybe this party could be a chance to make things right, "sunghoon's going to be there?" you asked, trying to sound casual.
jay nodded, a smile playing on his lips, "yep. so, what do you say? are you in?"
you hesitated for a moment before nodding, "alright, i'll go. but I need to get ready."
jay grinned, "great! we've got a couple of hours, so take your time."
you rushed to your room, heart racing with a mix of excitement and nerves. you wanted to look your best, hoping to catch Sunghoon's eye and maybe even talk things out.
you rummaged through your closet, finally settling on your favorite outfitâa sleek dress that made you feel confident and beautiful.
you applied your makeup, you couldn't help but think about what you would say to Sunghoon. you wanted to apologize for the argument and explain how much you cared about him. with a final touch of lipstick, you looked in the mirror, feeling ready to face the night.
jay was waiting for you downstairs, and his eyes widened in surprise when he saw you, "wow, never seen you this ready.â
you smiled, feeling a bit more confident, âlet's go."
the drive to the party was filled with jay's chatter about who would be there and what to expect. you appreciated the distraction, but your mind kept drifting back to sunghoon. when you arrived, the party was already in full swing, with music blasting and people mingling everywhere.
jay led you inside, and you scanned the room, searching for sunghoon. you spotted him near the back, talking to a group of friends. he was leaning against a wall with a drink in his hand, looking a bit tipsy but still maintaining his usual cool demeanor.
Your heart pounded as you made your way over, trying to muster the courage to approach him.
âsunghoon, can we talk?â you asked softly, stepping closer.
he looked up, his expression unreadable, âwhat is it?â he replied, his voice a mix of curiosity and annoyance.
you bit your lip, âis it okay if we go to a more private space?â you asked. sunghoon looked over at his friends and said something to them. he then averted his stare to you.
he walked past you without saying a word. you followed him past the loud people and music before going upstairs to a bedroom. he went in first and then with you shutting the door. you faced him and decided to just do it.
âiâm really sorry about earlier,â you began, your voice trembling slightly, âi didnât mean to upset you. i was just frustrated, and I took it out on you. It wasnât fair.â
sunghoon sighed, rubbing his temples, âyeah, well, it wasnât exactly a great conversation.â
you nodded, tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. âi know, and I feel terrible about it. I just want us to be okay.â
he stared at you for a moment, and then a small smile tugged at his lips, âyou always talk too much when youâre nervous,â he said, stepping closer. before you could respond, he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours, silencing your apologies.
the kiss was gentle but firm, and you could taste the alcohol on his lips. it was a mix of emotions â his frustration, your regret, and a shared longing to make things right.
when he finally pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours, âiâm not mad anymore,â he whispered, âbut i do know what can help you to be forgiven.â
you nodded, feeling a weight lift off your shoulders, âiâll do anything to make you forgive me,â you said.
instead of saying something, he smashed his lips against yours. you wrapped your arms around his neck. you couldnât believe you were finally kissing him.
you let out a tiny moan when he gripped your waist harder. he signaled you to jump making you do so. he lead you both to the bed while still having his lips latched onto yours. he set you softly on the bed and kissed your neck softly.
you gripped his locks softly and sighed feeling him go along your neck to your chest. you helped him take off your dress by unzipping on the back. when the dress finally fell slack you felt shyness course through your body.
you tried to cover yourself, but sunghoon gripped both of your wrists above your head. âsunghoon wait-â
he ignored you and rubbed his thigh against your core. you arched your back and let out a loud moan. a smirk tugged on his lips, âsensitive are we?â he teased.
you hid your face in your arm, feeling embarrassed. he traced his fingers alongside your bra before grabbing the strap and sliding it down along your shoulders. you gasped feeling his cold hands fondling your breast.
you whimpered when he flicked it and gripped it harshly, âsunghoon please.â you breathed out. sunghoon clicked his tongue.
âbe patient slut.â he snapped. you but back your words and hummed. he lowered his head to your breast, and finally you felt his hot tongue on them. he sucked them hungrily like heâs been waiting to do this for a long time. loud moans and kissing noises were heard.
you squirmed and cried out when he let go of them with a âpopâ. he took off his jacket and shirt revealing his toned body. you pouted when you couldnât feel his abs since his hands were still holding you down.
he grinned when he saw you trying to release from his grip, âi told you to be patient didnât i?â he rasped. you nodded your head, wanting to be good. he chuckled darkly.
you suddenly felt a hand on your core and thatâs when sunghoon started rubbing alongside your folds. you let out a squeal when he dipped his hand in your underwear and rubbed your clit.
âsunghoon ahh~â you cried out. he prodded around your hole before slowly dipping a finger in. you felt a shooting pain and tried closing your legs.
âif you canât take a finger, how can you take my dick?â he asked so casual. you felt your cheeks go red. you slowly tried relaxing, feeling the stretch burn.
slowly, you felt him go in and out causing you to let out a quiet moan. when sunghoon noticed you were feeling good, he added another finger in making you squirm.
soon enough, three fingers were already inside you moving back and forth. your loud moans sounding desperate. you felt your orgasm coming and tried signaling sunghoon. he didnât stop when you felt your legs shake as your orgasm went right through you.
you let out a desperate breath when he let his fingers slip out. you watched him lick his fingers clean with your cum. you blinked twice and squeezed your legs together. he let go of your wrists and began to unbuckle his belt and slid his pants and boxers down.
you let out a gasp seeing how big he was. there was no way he could fit. he hissed when he touched his dick and let out long strokes. you gulped seeing his pre cum seep out. letting your mind take over you for up and crawled towards him.
he eyes you confused before he felt your smaller hand grip his dick. he let out a groan and threw his head back. you stroked it slowly up and down before licking his pre cum. you hummed at his salty taste.
you didnât know where your confidence was coming from, just seeing him so open to you had you thinking strange. you opened your mouth and engulfed his dick. sunghoon jerked forward a bit at the sudden warmth and gripped your hair.
âagh fuck, just like that slut.â he groaned. you moaned around his dick and sucked it harshly. his mains turning you on more. as you were about to finger yourself, sunghoon gripped your hair.
âdonât you fucking dare.â he growled. you whined, but didnât move a muscle. you felt him tensing up indicating he was gonna cum soon and stroked his balls. a few seconds later you felt hot sperm in your mouth.
he let out a drawn moan and slowly let go of you. you took his dick out your mouth and swallowed his cum. he watched you intensely and wiped his cum off your lips. he lifted his fingers towards your mouth. you sucked on them until there was no more left.
he didnât give you time to speak before you felt yourself being pushed back with your pussy in view for him. you let out a scream when you felt his dick enter you without warning.
he started thrusting into your pussy without giving you time to adjust. your eyes rolled back feeling him deep inside you, âs-sunghoon! oh fuck!â you screamed out. sunghoon just hummed and kissed your cheek.
you suddenly felt another orgasm coming already and wrapped your arms around his neck, âi-i think iâm gonna c-cum.â you stuttered. sunghoon cursed and wrapped his hand around your neck, squeezing it as a warning.
âyou cum, iâll overstimulate you.â he sternly said. you let whined moan. how can you not cum when heâs fucking you so deep? his pace didnât falter one bit. you felt like it was going to be eternity until he cums.
sunghoon groaned feeling you squeezed around him trying to hold your orgasm. you felt his dick pulsating and before you could let out another word, sunghoon beat you to it.
âcum for me bitch.â he whispered in your ear. you felt your orgasm hit you hard. you mouth fell slack when he took out his dick and stroked it on your stomach until his cum spurred out.
you both let out heavy breathing until sunghoon put on his shirt and jacket. he went to the bathroom and wiped you off before putting on his boxer and pants. he helped you out with your clothing too until you were dressed.
as you both stood there in silence, you suddenly heard someone knocking causing you to jump, âeverything good here?â someone asked, it was jake. your eyes widened and you looked over at sunghoon who expression was unreadable.
before you could say something sunghoon went towards the door opening it. jake backed up and looked surprised.
âoh shit, my bad sunghoon. i didnât know you were in here-â jake sentence cut off when he saw you behind him, âoh? hey y/n?â
you awkwardly waved. sunghoon looked back at you and turned towards jake. he walked past jake not giving another word out, leaving you there alone and shocked. what the hell?
jake stared at you confused, but you didnât say anything and went out the room too. you made your way downstairs, but didnât see sunghoon in sight. as you looked around you saw jay holding hands with a girl walking towards you, âhey y/n! this is-â âwhereâs sunghoon?â
jayâs eyebrows furrowed, âoh, uh, i think i saw him leave-â you didnât let him finish his sentence and rushed out of the house. you looked around, but didnât see sunghoon anywhere.
you felt disappointment on your chest and looked to the ground. was he just using you? you took out your phone and looked for sunghoon contact, shooting him a text about his disappearance.
you went back inside the house and told jay you wanted to go home. jay bid his goodbye to his girlfriend and escorted you out to his car.
the whole car ride was silent. none of you guys speaking a word. even when you came back home you left jay in the car and went inside, wanting to sleep.
as you lay in your bed, you sighed and finally let your tears roam free.
you woke up to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. the events of the previous night were still fresh in your mind, and you felt a pang of anxiety as you recalled what happened yesterday sunghoon. you sighed and stretched, trying to shake off the lingering tension.
as you made your way to the kitchen, you found jay sitting at the table, sipping on a cup of coffee. he looked up and gave you a small smile, âmorning," he greeted, his tone gentle.
âmorning," you replied, trying to muster a smile in return.
jay studied you for a moment before speaking again, âjake told me you and sunghoon seemed upset about something. is everything okay between you guys?"
you felt a lump form in your throat and shook your head, "i don't really want to talk about it right now," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper.
jay nodded understandingly, âthat's okay. you don't have to talk about it if you're not ready." he paused, taking another sip of his coffee, "actually, i was planning to go to the mall today with my girlfriend and jake. we thought it might be fun to hang out and take our minds off things. would you like to join us? it could be like a double date."
you hesitated for a moment, considering his offer. the idea of spending time with friends and getting out of the house sounded appealing, âyeah, i think i'd like that," you agreed, feeling a small sense of relief.
jay's face lit up with a smile. "great! we'll leave in about an hour. take your time getting ready."
you nodded and headed back to your room to change. as you dressed, you couldn't help but think about sunghoon. you hoped that some time apart would give both of you the space to cool down and reflect on what had happened.
an hour later, you found yourself in jay's car, with his girlfriend in the front seat and jake sitting beside you in the back. the drive to the mall was filled with light-hearted chatter and laughter, and you felt your spirits lift as you listened to their banter.
when you arrived at the mall, the four of you wandered through the stores, stopping to browse and try on clothes. jay's girlfriend, hana, was sweet and friendly, and she quickly made you feel at ease. she linked arms with you as you walked, chatting animatedly about the latest fashion trends she took an interest too.
jake kept the mood light with his playful teasing and witty remarks. you found yourself laughing more than you had in days, and the tension from the previous night began to melt away.
at one point, you all stopped at a cafĂŠ for a break. as you sipped on your iced coffee, jay leaned in and gave you a reassuring smile, "i'm glad you came with us today," he said softly, âsometimes, a little distraction is all we need to feel better."
you nodded, feeling grateful for his understanding and support. just as you were gonna say something, your eyes wandered across the room and landed on a familiar figure.
sunghoon was there, sitting at a table with a girl. they were deep in conversation, laughing and smiling, completely absorbed in each other. your heart sank, a cold wave of realization crashing over you. it felt like the air had been sucked out of the room, and the once comforting warmth of the cafĂŠ turned into a stifling heat.
as if sensing the reader's gaze, sunghoon looked up and their eyes met. for a moment, time seemed to stand still. you could see the surprise in his eyes, quickly followed by something elseâguilt, perhaps? the girl with him noticed the change in his demeanor and turned to see what had caught his attention.
you quickly looked away, your heart pounding in your chest. the moment of peace was shattered, replaced by a whirlwind of emotions. you stood up abruptly, leaving your half-finished latte behind, and hurried out of the cafĂŠ, the sound of sunghoon's laughter still echoing in their ears. heâs never laughed like that towards you.
the sight of the girls behind, you knew she had to be pretty with the way her hair looked smooth and straight. her clothes fitting her body perfectly. you felt tears in your eyes after finally knowing that sunghoon was just using you.
you walked briskly down the street, your mind racing. you didn't know where you were going; you just needed to get away. the sound of footsteps behind you made you quicken your pace, but a familiar voice called out your name, stopping you in your tracks.
âwait! please, just wait!" sunghoon's voice was breathless, and when you turned around, you saw the desperation in his eyes.
âwhat do you want, sunghoon?" you asked, trying to keep your voice steady despite the turmoil inside.
âi can explain," he said, stepping closer. "it's not what you think. she's just a friend, i swear."
âdo you think I'm stupid?" you shot back, anger and hurt lacing your words. "i saw how you were with her."
before sunghoon could respond, you heard another set of voices approaching. jay, hana, and jake appeared, looking concerned.
âwhat's going on here?" Jay demanded, his eyes narrowing as he looked between you and sunghoon, "why have you guys been acting like this?"
âitâs not what it looks like," Sunghoon started, but jay cut him off.
âthen what is it?" jay's voice was rising, and you could see the frustration building. "you two have been acting weird for weeks, and now this? i thought we were friends sunghoon!â
jake stepped forward, trying to defuse the situation, "let's all just calm down and talk about this."
but jay wasn't having it, "no, i want to know the truth. are you two...?" he trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.
you took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment, "there's nothing going on between us, jay. sunghoon and i are just friends. but seeing him with that girl... it hurt."
jay looked at you, his pissed off expression slowly fading slightly, "why didn't you tell me you had feelings for him?"
âb-because i knew you would be mad. and because sunghoon doesnât like me in that way." you admitted, feeling a tear slip down your cheek. you felt embarrassed and guilty.
sunghoon stepped closer, his eyes filled with regret, "i'm sorry. i never meant to hurt you. i should have been honest."
you look up at sunghoon teary eyed. before sunghoon could step closer towards you, jay cut him off, âget the fuck away from her.â
everyone stared at jay in shock. heâs never cussed at any of his best friends, âi trusted you sunghoon and jake to not go after my sister for so many reasons and thatâs the first thing you do? until she explains everything to me from a to z, youâre not coming to my house. youâre not gonna speak to me or her until you get your shit together.â he demanded.
he left without a word while hana followed him. jake stared at both of you pitying before following along. you slowly got up and walked past sunghoon. before you could walk away, sunghoon softly grabbed your wrist.
you met his soft gaze, âiâm sorry for everything.â he whispered. you didnât say anything and left him alone. it was your turn to walk out on him.
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Can you make something with Sero and Shinsou? Maybe they firts eating you out or making you squirt (I'm just really dumb I asked in the comment section and I don't even know if I'm sending it in the right place, it's my first ever ask, so sorry for anything and the bad english, I love your writing so much lots of love for you)
SOMETHING NEW â MY HERO ACADEMIA
âšâË. featuring midoriya izuku, sero hanta, kaminari denki, shinsou hitoshi, & takami keigo trying something new in the bedroom with you.
warnings. 18+ content â mdni, f! reader, threesome, oral, facesitting, squirting, a vibrator, filming, orgasm denial, nothing too crazy
xoxo, juno. no worries your english is perfectly fine!! i saw your comment but iâve been busy so iâm sorry this took a while 𼲠thank you & sending you lots of love <3
MIDORIYA IZUKU + a vibrator
âuhhh, what setting do you want it on?â
you giggle softly as izuku fumbles with the wand, eyes widening when it buzzes out of control once he mistakenly presses the highest setting. âhow about you amp it up as we go, âzuku?â
heâs flushed down to his neck as his thumb rubs reassuring circles into your thigh, wand moving closer to your cunt. the head settles onto your clit and izuku pushes two fingers inside of you, which you adjust to with a hushed exhale.
ââs good,â you nod, laying back onto the pillows as heat settles in your lower stomach.
âiâd hope so,â izuku chuckles nervously, curling his fingers inside you and prodding against your g-spot while the vibrations against your clit get barely stronger. âis this okay?â
âhm, yeah,â you huff, wiggling your hips as your hand comes to rest on top of his. he watches as you push the vibrator harder against you, gesturing to the buttons. âdo it like you mean it, âzuku.â
âare you sure?â heâs painstakingly awkward when it comes to trying something new, having never used a vibrator before or watched you use it. youâd been working together to clear out your nightstands when he came across the pink wand, questioning what it was until you told him and asked him if heâd like to try it out on you.
âof course i am,â you wink, hand slipping away from his and relinquishing control. carefully, izuku presses the button, turning it up and increasing the power of the vibrations against your clit.
the new, welcomed change in stimulation pulls delicious moans from your lips, and his cock eagerly twitches in his pants. with this, he could easily have you sobbing and begging for more. what if he paired this toy with his cock sometime?
the simple thought has him creating an entire scenario in his head, unconsciously amping it up a few settings.
âfuck!â you exclaim, back arching right off the bed as you buck closer to him. âi-izuku, thatâs perfect.â
âyeah? feeling close at all?â he hums, voice lilting into a curious, innocent tone. the setting is changed again, buzzing growing louder as your clit swells beneath the head of the toy.
ân-now i am,â itâs so much stimulation and the continuous, random changes of the settings make it so that you canât catch your breath. just seeing you spread out for him on the bed has izukuâs eyes widening and growing teary as he thinks of how far this could go.
âalready, huh?â izuku finds his confidence growing, a large palm coming down roughly against your ass. âknow what, baby?â
he flicks his thumb against the button and the change has your eyes rolling back into your skull. some kind of noise comes from your parted, spit slicked lips in place of your voice.
âhow about,â his eyes rise to connect with yours, gleaming with something filthy. âyou donât cum till i tell you to? is that alright, baby?â
KAMINARI DENKI & SERO HANTA + threesome
âso, about that bet..â a smug little smile has denkiâs lips curling, and hantaâs eyes rolling in aggravation.
âseriously, dude? you wanna ask right now?â
âshut up, thereâs no rule against it,â the blonde replies petulantly, sticking his tongue out and still fucking into you, maintaining his brutal pace with long, languid strokes. âso? weâre dying to know.â
you shudder, gagging on hantaâs cock as denki pulls you back onto his own, asscheeks slapping against his thighs.
âi donât think she can answer you, idiot.â hanta bites back a moan, scoffing towards his best friend instead. denkiâs shameless, moaning in between each word he says to either you or hanta.
âfeelinâ good, baby?â his jaw clenches at the sight of hantaâs hand on your head, urging you to take his cock deeper into your throat.
the whole reason youâd even gotten into this situation was because the three of you found out you were all fucking one another on the down low. then questions were flying through the air like arrows, each of them hounding you about who you thought fucked better. i donât know, youâd said, letâs all find out.
drool races down hantaâs balls as you choke on his length, which tenses and thickens on your tongue. âshit, iâm gonna cum,â he gasps, hanging his head and looking down at you with stars in his eyes. âw-will you swallow it all for me?â
âyouâre losing for sure, couldnât even last more than three minutes,â denki laughs, interrupting hantaâs moment of bliss with his stupidity. thankfully, heâs ignored, and hanta pretends heâs not even there, allowing himself to cum down your throat with a groan. heâs forced to steady himself by planting his hands on your back, already beginning to shake as your throat contracts around him.
âreal greedy, huh?â he gasps, his voice raspy.
despite all his talk, denki follows suit, desperately rubbing at your clit so youâll cum with him. thankfully, hanta pulls back to watch, fingers stroking over the taut muscles of your shoulders.
âfuck fuck fuck,â denki sobs, beads of sweat racing down his nose as he feels his body grow hotter. âb-baby, gonna cum inside youââ
your back arches, body nearly collapsing onto the bed. âiâm cumming too,â you manage, swallowing as tears fall from your eyes. your last demand is simple before you fall forward into the duvet. âd-denki, fuck me through it, please..â
hantaâs already hard just from your voices, slowly stroking his cock while denki pushes himself halfway in and lets go with a choked groan. cum spurts into you, and he pulls out quickly, watching as it pours from your sloppy cunt.
âwell. iâm ready for another round.â hantaâs voice is playful but you and denki are exhausted, collapsing on one another with heaving sighs.
âdude, read the room,â denki huffs, wiping the sweat from your forehead and offering you a bottle of water.
âoh, you cannot be talking,â hanta snaps, fully naked and jumping up in astonishment. âi recall saying the exact thing when you wereââ
they start arguing, and you just turn over and pray you fall asleep. even when they realize youâre trying to sleep, they go back and forth about waking you up.
SHINSOU HITOSHI + facesitting & squirting
âcome here, now.â
âare you really sure? i can always just lay on my back like usual, i really donât want to hurt you.â
hitoshi scoffs, impatiently waving you over with a bored huff. âi promise you wonât. sit down and stop worrying, baby.â
you balk at his lightly demanding tone, crawling across the bed and biting your lip as you position your thighs on either side of his head. still, youâre hesitant â itâs obvious in the way youâre hovering above his face.
âmy tongue wonât be able to reach your clit,â hitoshi says bluntly, unimpressed with your nervousness. what are you so afraid of? youâve been together for so long, you should know by now that heâd be happy to go out between your thighs. air simply doesnât matter when your pleasureâs on the line.
a whimper slips past your lips and you lower yourself carefully, clit bumping into the tip of his nose. âis this good enough, toshi?â
âmhm,â comes his voice from below you; heâs entranced by the sight of your soaked pussy, practically dripping, all from a few well placed kisses along your body. ârelax and enjoy it, okay? i want thisâi want to taste you.â
âo-okay,â you huff out, and hitoshi rests a large hand on your asscheek. if he spanks you, you might lose your balance and crush him.
âdonât be afraid to make a mess for me, baby,â his last words are no louder than a whisper, and he gives your clit an experimental lick. his tongue is silky, sticky with the saliva thatâs been pooling in his mouth at the thought of tasting you.
âagain,â the command rushes past your lips before you can stop it. âlick my clit again.â
hitoshiâs hand comes down hard against your asscheek, and you waver above him; he notices your pointless resistance to sit fully. how cute, youâre that concerned for his ability to breathe.
âwhere are those manners, baby? as far as iâm concerned, you havenât the liberty to ask for anything without fully sitting down.â
oh, so heâs trying to force you to take a seat.
but you shut up, lowering yourself down further, and hitoshi lets out a moan of approval, licking up your sticky pussy. glossy strings of slick gather on his tongue, and your taste is truly so addictive that he canât help but rush in for more without taking a moment to breathe.
âoh, hitoshi,â you gasp, eyes rolling back. heâs pushed two fingers inside of you without any hesitation, filling you up and stretching you out deliciously. the initial sting before the rush of pleasure is a feeling that makes your head spin.
âmmm,â hitoshi groans deeply against your cunt, nose pushing into your clit as he speaks. âput your hand on your lower stomach for me.â
without asking questions, you do as he says, placing a hand right above your pelvic bone. his hand moves from your ass and comes down on top of yours, pushing it down into the soft skin.
âgood girl,â hitoshi huffs out, lavishing your clit with attention from his tongue, curling his fingers inside you while also pressing your hand into your lower stomach. a new pressure builds inside you, white hot and only making your pussy even wetter.
what is this?
hitoshi feels the telltale signs of your approaching orgasm without needing a warning; your walls squeeze his fingers so hard theyâre almost pushed out, muscles in your thighs tensing on either side of his head. âitâs coming, âs coming,â is all you can sob out to describe the unfamiliar feeling thatâs taken place inside your body, âhitoshi, itâs gonnaââ
oh, the way you say his name is something heâll always commit to memory no matter how many times heâs heard it. your voice is frantic as you give in to the pleasure, sitting all the way down on his face and then grinding on it. this is what he was after the whole timeâhe wanted you to use him to get off, take the lead so heâd have no choice but to follow.
âhitoshi,â is all you can sob out, voice breaking into teary moans as you succumb to pleasure. out of control, your pussy gushes waterfalls of liquid onto his face, into his mouth, all over his skin.
even as youâre riding out the high on his face, hitoshiâs sure to help you through it, tonguing at your sensitive cunt and drinking in everything youâre giving him. âitâs t-too much, i canât take it,â and you try to move off him, but he easily prevents you, taking your clit between his lips and sucking tightly.
the action pulls a pitched whine from you as you realize you cannot move away and catch a break from the intense pleasure.
âtoshiââ
âthat was fucking perfect,â he grunts against you, licking your mess off his lips eagerly. âi want you to do that again for me.â
âwhat was that?â you muster, lifting up with a gasp. your pussy made quite the mess â covering his entire face with shimmery slick and other juices.
âyou squirted, baby,â hitoshi says simply, âand youâll get more familiar with it in just a moment.â
âwhatâs that mean?â nervousness lines your words.
âyouâll get more acquainted with what it is after some practice. itâs better to learn sooner rather than later, hm?â
TAKAMI KEIGO + filming & orgasm denial
âhehe, is it on, kei?â
âshhh! itâs been on, babe.â
you suppress a cute laugh, looking back to the phone propped up on the dresser. from a distance, you see your reflection â youâre on your belly, between keigoâs thighs, face to face with his hard cock. youâd been going back and forth about when heâd go away on missions, how you both needed something better than your imaginations while you were apart.
keigo wiggles his hips, pushing close to you impatiently. you roll your eyes, making a show of leaning forward and taking him in inch by inch, until youâre gagging at his base.
âjesus, fuckâ!â his back lurches off the bed and he laughs awkwardly at how quickly heâs reacting, but it dissolves into a groan almost immediately.
his fingers lightly ghost the sides of your face as he looks at you adoringly, âyouâre beautiful when youâre sucking me off like this.â
you hum appreciatively, the vibrations resonating through his entire lower body and pulling a gasp from his throat. he wants to say more, but he doesnât want to have to hear his own voice every second when heâs jerking off in the future.
just the thought of jerking off in the future makes a fantasy play like a video behind his eyes â you, fingering yourself to his moans and gasps of pleasure. how would your nimble fingers toy with your clit in place of his own? would you cry out his name as you cum, tears streaking down your face from the intensity of the stimulation? at the same moment, would he be thousands of miles away doing the exact same thing?
âs-shit, baby,â keigo stutters out a curse, his thighs trembling beneath your fingers, nails pressing into his skin to keep steady. âiâm gonna cum soon.â
his words spur you on, and you take him deeper, increasing your pace. the squelching sound of his cock stroking into your throat grows louder, filling the air. that video is about to become the most valuable file on his phone.
the desperation hangs off every word of his, sending a bolt of pleasure right between your legs. thereâs a delicious tension in the air between you, and heâs raring to relieve it, hurtling closer to his orgasm by the millisecond.
one of the biggest pro heroes in japan has been reduced to a shaking mess by your touch; keigoâs wings flap violently, kicking up stray vermillion feathers and messing up the blankets. his voice breaks as you pull your head back, then take him deep into your throat. âi-iâm gonna cumâ dove, swallow it all,â with two fingers, you tightly squeeze his base and pull off his cock with a pop.
âwhat are youâ? why did you do that?â this denial is so frustrating that he feels a pathetic lump in his throat and tears pricking the corners of his eyes. he was so close to his euphoric high, only for you to rip it away.
ânot yet,â is your calm answer as your free hand pushes his jolting hips down. âsoon enough, keigo. letâs have some fun before you cum.â
his wings are trembling, quivering from the force in which his almost orgasm was ripped from his grasp. usually, heâd be annoyed, but this is so devastating and he canât place why. he tries to nudge your head so youâll suck him off to completion.
âiâm in control now,â you say into his skin, peppering featherlight kisses along his shaking thighs. you look back at the still recording phone on the dresser, and your lips split into a grin. âkei, itâll be alright. just a few more times and youâll be cumming in my mouth.â
he canât help but feel like thereâs dishonesty behind those singsongy words, and nods trustingly. âmake me cum for real this time, baby.â
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Okay.. but like, loser ellie but sheâs also a stoner and explains the entire lore of spider man to you while youâre trying to have seggs and sheâs like stoned out of her mind and yapping about literally spider man đ
before you read!!
â: THIS IS SO FUCKING FUNNY IM CRYING LMFAO had me dying for like 10 mins straight. this is longer than intended bc im a yapper as we know, and i kinda don't know much of the spiderman lore (and you can def tell oops)âŚBUT I LOVE THE WAY YOUR MIND WORKS NONNIE.
â: sfw but suggestive themes. warning: FAR from my best work, just wanted to keep momentum going ig. basically just fluff, lots of buildup as usual SORRY i have to establish a plot before we get to the good stuffâŚthey're of age obviously, their relationship is left vague/up for interpretation so fill in the blanks w/ your own thoughts! âbabeâ pet name usage, consumption of weed, duh. ok i suppose that's all. OH AND SBWM REFERENCE HAHAHA (shameless self plug :3) + 1.0k wc.
One nice, regular night, chilling at Ellieâs humble abode, getting high, the usual Friday evening activities. You both were laying down in her bed, wrapped up in her dinosaur bedsheets of course, you were resting your head on her chest, occasionally coughing and swatting away the residual smoke that lingered in the air.
The weed had made your head fuzzy and your mouth drier than the Sahara desert, but despite all the not-so-great things, you loved to get high with Ellie.
Sometimes you'd fuck, sometimes you'd talk about life and reminisce about the good, the bad, and the ugly, and sometimes you'd just lay there to enjoy each other's company.
She was so warm and comfortable, you simply wished to merge bodies and become one with her, to make a home inside her ribcage even. You'd be perfectly fine just napping there on her cushiony chest, listening to her steady heartbeat and slow intakes of breath, if it wasn't for the familiar ache of need between your legs.
Shifting to look up at her, she was so incredibly zooted out of her mind, you found it hilarious. Chunky glasses covered in fingerprint smudges and sitting crooked atop her nose, eyes blood-red and so heavy lidded, you'd have thought she was asleep had you not taken a closer look.
You lifted yourself up and pressed your lips to the side of her pink cheek, repeatedly kissing her soft, smooth skin. She let out a husky giggle, her voice all hoarse and crackly from the substance. âHiiii.â
She dragged out the vowel, grinning widely at you. Her smile was infectious, and you laughed at her state. Burying your face again in the crook of her neck, you mumbled, âHi EllieâŚyou're so cute.â
Tangled up together, you kissed her some more on her neck, wanting to be as close as possible to her. She sighed, and angled her head to give you better access to more surface area. âThat feels nice.â She'd slur, and you were pretty turned on at this point, to say the least.
It was worth asking. âEllieâŚdo you wanna fuckkk?â You whisper against her ear, and watch in delight as the bright-red blush spreads across her entire face like a wildfire, even reaching her collar, and spreading underneathyour shirt. âUm, yeah, duh. Câmere.â
You pressed a sloppy kiss to her lips, tangling your hands in her auburn locks and parting your puffy lips to invite her tongue in, not noticing the spit dribble down your chin where your faces met. Her breathing quickened immediately, and she whined into your mouth, the kisses getting even messier to the point where your teeth were clinking together, so you backed away for a breather.
The two of you shifted positions so she was now on top of you, resting her hand on your hip, thumb rubbing small circles. She moved in to initiate more lip-locking, but pulled away abruptly.
âBabe I forgot to tell you, so yâknow Peter Parker, right?â And there she goes.
âYeah, yeah I know him, can you just-â You try to rush past the beginnings of her rambling, because you knew once she got started, there was no end in sight. At least for a while.
You tried pulling her in to meet your lips again by the back of her head, but were met with lots of resistance. She seemed to look more alert now, a miracle. The power of superheroes!
She shuffled off of you and sat upright, assuming a cross-legged position, clearly not noticing your exasperated huffs and purposely obnoxious eye rolling, and the fact that there was a whole-ass human, half undressed, horny girl on her bed right there in front of her, who was slowly losing patience.
Ellie just went to her own world. Her eyes sparkled with passionate wonder as she thought about the series so dear to her heart. âOkay I rewatched all the movies a few days ago and I noticed something newâŚâ
You were ready to give up what you originally had in mind, she was too far gone. She talked and talked endlessly, and you had to feign interest, nodding along and murmuring, âMhm, yeah Els. Wow that's cool. Huh, never knew.â As enthusiastically as you could, so she didn't feel like she wasn't being listened to.
It was worth noting too though, when she started info-dumping about her interests she really was adorable, an excitement in her grassy eyes you never see otherwise, gesturing wildly with her hands and mapping out ideas to make it easy for someone who's never seen any of it to digest all this new information.
â...And then, in the movies Into the Spiderverse and Across the Spiderverse, there's this character called Gwen Stacy.â
She stops to cough and clear her throat, now seemingly appearing to completely forget that you were even there.
âAnd- oh yeah! She's also in the comics and ugh she's awesome, I really love her suit. It's got a hood on itâŚif I were to have a spider suit, it would be her style. Hm, it would also be mostly like, greenâŚwith red accents, ah I'm gonna show you all the sketches I made of it. But anywayâŚâ
To be completely honest, you've been out of the mood for enough time now, and you've come to the realization that it actually didn't bother you.
This was Ellie, and you loved her for her! There was always next time you two met for a smoke session, you just loved spending time with someone so treasured such as her, and you'd be lying to say the Spiderman world wasn't a little interesting.
"That's so cool, wait. Okay can you explain the timeline of it all, oh and also how do all these different movies interact, is it the same universe, or something like the multiverse I think you mentioned?â
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Sit on my lap
parings: innocent!reader x rafe cameron
summary: youâve always had a thing for Rafes thighs, but you canât control it anymore.
warnings: smut, thigh riding, hickeys, reader is super horny, pet names (baby, honey, sweetheart, pretty girl), and a lot of wetness.
a/n: this is my first time writing anything like this so hopefully you enjoy!
âHey baby.â You feel Rafes arms wrap around your waist and pull you towards him, the rest of his body spread out and sitting down on your white couch. âIâve missed you.â He mumbles his words into your tummy as he presses his face into your shirt, inhaling your smell.
Youâve been out all day running your errands, which Rafe had practically begged you to allow him to come. you just responded with it being a girls day and you wanted some time alone with your girls. He reluctantly agreed and has been waiting alone at your house all day. To say he was excited when he heard your key turning in the keyhole was an understatement. He felt like a dog.
You run your fingers through his hair feeling him sigh against you, âIâve missed you too. I got a new dress.â He lifts his head slightly so his blue eyes can meet yours. A small smile appears on his face, âreally? let me see it baby, go try it on.â
You happily agree and run into the bathroom to step out of your shirt and shorts, into the newly bought clothing. You look into the mirror at the white dress with colorful designs splattered onto it. The dress ends right before your mid thigh and has an open back. The straps being very thin.
You walk back into your living room and see Rafe comfortably leaning back into the couch with his legs spread apart, causing your eyes to stare at his thighs for a little too long. His face lights up at the scene of you in a pretty dress all for his view.
âYou look so pretty.â He gestures with his finger to do twirl, you listen and move swiftly around in a circle giving him everything to see. When you stand still again straight in front of him his eyes wander everywhere before they land back on your face.
âMy pretty girl, come here.â He pats his right thigh and opens his arms, welcoming you onto his body. You put one leg on either side of his, now straddling his thigh. He rests his right hand on your hip to keep you steady and his left hand comes up to your face, caressing your cheek.
âDo you like it?â You could tell from his face as soon as you walked in the room that he loved it, but thereâs nothing you love more than hearing your boyfriend approve of you and praise you.
âItâs beautiful, you have good taste.â His hand drops from your face and fiddles with the material of the dress. Moving his pointing finger and thumb in a circle motion around it.
Your gaze drops down again and onto his thighs that are strained against the confinements of his jeans. Thereâs always been something with you and your boyfriendâs thighs. Your tummy would get twisted every time Rafe would ask you to sit on his lap. Whenever he wore shorts you couldnât help but stare, especially when heâd sit down and they would expand. Youâve never told him about the attraction, too embarrassed of it.
You move to adjust your spot on his lap to get more comfortable, but feel your panties cling to your cunt. Your folds and panties already being covered in your slick. You feel your face get hot at the thought of Rafe finding out about your little secret, but he picks up on your behavior.
âhey sweetheart, look at me.â
You hear him and you do want to listen, but your eyes canât pull away from his thigh being trapped between yours. You know that if you look him in the eye heâll know somethingâs up. He knows you too well.
You feel his hand cup your chin and tilt your face up himself. You look away for a moment but give in to the need to look at him. His eyes are already piercing into yours. He sees the state that youâre in. Your rosy cheeks, dilated eyes, lips open a gap as your breathing is uneven.
âRafe.â
The need in your stomach starting to become too much to handle, you rock yourself slightly upward and let out a sigh at the friction. Rafe moves the bottom of your dress away from where your pussy meets his thigh, getting a perfect view of your drenched pink underwear.
âFuck baby youâve ruined your underwear.â His voice is now a tone deeper and that mixed with his words make you let out a small moan. âHere letâs get you out of these.â Rafe hooks his fingers into the waistband of your undies and starts to pull them down, you lift your body off of his to help.
âThere we go.â He tosses the pink clothing to the floor and tryâs to place you higher up near his waist but you whine and push against his strength, moving back to his right thigh when he loosens up. The feeling of his jeans touching your bare cunt gives you a rush of euphoria. Rafe gives you a confused look until you start subtly rocking back and forth on his thigh. Trying to keep it as unnoticeable as possible but having no luck when Rafe starts to feel the dampness moving on his leg.
A smirk then plays on his face, âdo you like rubbing yourself on my thigh?â A whine escapes your throat at his dirty words.
âPlease.â You didnât know what exactly you were begging for, all you know is that you need him. You need to feel his thigh harder against your pussy. You need to cum.
âPlease what baby? What do you want?â
You huff out, âyou. I need you, Rafe. Please.â
You feel his hand thatâs on your waist move down to your hip and tighten, he then starts helping you move yourself back and forth. You moan at the new feeling. Your clit being rubbed back and forth by the material of his pants. âHold your dress up for me sweetheart, I wanna see the mess youâre making.â You oblige and hold up the bottom of your dress, giving your boyfriend the show that he wanted.
Rafe wets his lips at the sight of your pussy leaving a dark stain on his pants, starting to feel it go through the jeans and onto his skin. He brings up his other hand to the other side of your hip and pushes you further down onto his thigh. This causes you to squeal and put a hand on his bicep to stabilize you, the other hand still holding up your dress.
âGod you look so good.â He increases the speed, dragging you from the top of his thigh to the bottom then back to the top. You feel your eyes roll back into your head as your moans become more and more desperate. You crane your neck back towards the ceiling and Rafe takes this to his advantage and brings his lips to your neck. He gives you a few light kisses before applying more pressure and then sucking slightly before moving on to the next spot.
He goes further down to the neck of your dress, pulling down the material with his teeth, still keeping you moving on his thigh. Your tits fall freely and he takes one nipples into his mouth, sucking and swirly his tongue around. You moan in response to the abuse he applies to one nipple and then moves to the next doing the same thing. âR-Rafe, âfeels so good.â
He moans against your boob as a reply before moving back up and marking your neck. When he feels you have enough hickeys he sits back in his spot and feels his dick pulse rapidly by seeing the look of bliss on your face. Your eyes are dark, cheeks even more red than earlier, and youâre biting your lip trying to reduce how loud you are. âBaby what did I say about doing that?â He pulls your lip down and out of your reach to bite down on it, âI want to hear all the noises you make. Tell me how good Iâm making you feel.â
Your mouth drops open as you hit your clit just right and let moans slip past your lips. âFaster, please.â Rafe follows your command and helps guide you faster on his body. The couch creaking with each move. His whole thigh now covered in your slick. âLook at that, you like this baby?â You nod your head rapidly. Your mind turning blank all you can think about is your boyfriendâs thigh and how good itâs making you feel.
âI love it. Iâve always wanted to do this. feels so good.â
Rafe raises his eyebrows at your honesty. âYouâve been wanting to ride my thigh like this? Do you like my thighs?â You whine loudly and nod your head again. Unable to respond with words at the increasing feeling in your lower stomach.
âSuch a needy girl.â
Rafe can tell youâre getting close, he starts shaking his thigh up and down to match your movement. âPlease, please, Iâm gonna cum.â Your grip tightens on Rafes bicep and your eyes drop down onto the mess youâre making on your boyfriend. âCum on my thigh pretty girl, I wanna feel your cum drip all over me.â The sight alone pushes you closer to the edge but that mixed with Rafes deep voice and the constant pleasure being applied to your clit sends you falling off of it hard. You scream out in pleasure as your orgasm rips through you, making your body tremble as you ride out the high.
The room gets quiet the only noise to be heard is your heaving breathing as you come down. Rafe lifts you up and sees strings of your release clinging to his pants and your cunt. His pants are horribly ruined but he doesnât even care, âholy shit. That was the hottest thing Iâve ever seen.â
âMore.â
He furrows his eyebrows, âwhat baby?â
âI want more of you.â You bend down and start to undo his jeans.
He sighs in satisfaction of his cock not being restrained anymore. Fuck is he thankful that he waited for you to come home.
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Final Spouseâs Energy If You Met Them Now (+ how they would be like dating you) - Current âł
Left to right. Choose the photo that you canât get your eyes off of.
Where are they now? How are they doing? How would things be like if they were in my life now? May include some SUGGESTIVE comments, but is still very much SFW. I may have gotten carried away with this.
Note: This is your future spouseâs CURRENT energy, which may be prone to change within the next couple of years (ex: more maturity, better developed skills/assets, etc.) But if you were to meet your future spouse now, this is how their energy would look like.
DO BEFORE PICKING: Clear your mind. Close your eyes, inhale deeply, fill up your chest to the fullest, feel the air brush against the ridges of your nose. Breathe out.
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Pile 1. âHey. Hi, I guess?â
⢠very chill atm, very content with life. Goes with what life delivers to them (thatâs pretty cute ngl)
⢠chill buuuut can be too chill to a fault. Not nonchalant but rather an innocent, âoh I didnât know you were bothered by that *scratches head awkwardly* â think: Fred liu type of energy
⢠handles conflict calmly (they might be freaking out inside tho)
⢠likable and friendly person. Gets along with others well, tho they donât seem too close with. They have only a handful of close friends, and itâs slightly difficult them to see people outside of that circle as close â selective with who they consider friends. If you got in a conflict with this personâs friends, it would def hurt your person a lot. Ofc they would want to hear both sides out with an unbiased view. (they wonât side with you just bc youâre dating btw, but theyâll let you know as gently as possible)
⢠doesnât really have the capacity to yell at people. Theyâre pretty reserved or have solid emotional control
⢠definitely could be a loner. LOVES late night walks in the breeze, just the two of you, holding hands or talking or doing wtv- they really donât care what it is bc itâs with you. I keep seeing this play out in my head tho, where a person with a grey hoodie, hood-on, hands in pockets, walks by your place at night and pretends they dropped something or makes some sort of excuse to see you even for a few minutes. ^^This is when they like the person tho- not actually dating (yet). They will take the chance to either invite you to walk with them (with or without excuse) or hope that you invite yourself lmfao đ. OR theyâll lean on your doorframe and ask how you are, have a little chat, and every time you think of an answer or your eyes drift away while thinking, theyâll take the chance to check you out (not body, but facial features.) No thoughts in their mind, just how your face justâŚmakes sense(?) to them? đđ Pile 1, like, their eyes will trace the lines, curves, and dips of your face. If you have horrendous eye bags or dark circles, theyâll think it compliments your face somehow. Like you just âmake senseâ is what Iâm hearing. The vibe Iâm feeling is that theyâre in stage 0 of this potential relationshipâlike theyâre trying to figure out if they just like being around you or if theyâve actually grown romantic feelings for you. In this moment, theyâre possibly at that point of figuring out that they DO have feelings for you and this little moment confirms it (altho theyâll push it back until they get home.) >>> (***little note here: they wonât mast*rbate thinking abt you yet and prob for a few weeks to months, bc this is still too early on for them, esp when theyâve just started to like you. Itâs more of a respect thing for them- and ESPECIALLY if they havenât gotten any signs that you like them back. After a couple of months (still not dating you), you could pop into a few of their fantasies tho, but only for a very brief flash. But again, the restriction is there IF yall arenât tgt yet.)
⢠can be naive, and probably lets people walk over them too much/has too many open windows for others to take advantage of them. They have to learn to set boundaries properly and stand up for themselves. They will defend the people they love tho. They just let it go when it comes to themselves
⢠good natured, clean, and has good hygiene. You wonât see pube hairs (or hair in general) in their shower drain. They donât mind cleaning it either- could honestly clean the house w no problem. Itâs therapeutic for em
⢠pretty responsible person. Wonât argue if you tell them to clean smth or do the dishes. Theyâll just do it
⢠amazing listener, willing to compromise/give you time. Will apologize even if theyâre not in the wrong
⢠they donât care abt your financial status as long as youâre responsible with money/show maturity over it
⢠perceptive of otherâs emotions to an extent, and especially when dating you, they will pay attention to yours and your reaction to different things. If you look like youâre goin thru smth, theyâll ask right away. The concern on their face is unmistakable
⢠dresses up helllla nice for a date. Sometimes, subtly sexy and not even on purpose. BUT, thereâll be times where theyâll be in the mirror like âhm, looks kinda see-thru and kinda sexyâŚIâll wear it since I know [y/n] will like it.â But they donât expect you to jump them that night or anything. May hint at it and tease you thru out date night. (The âinnocentâ gaslighting might be goin crazy tho)
⢠forgives easily but theyâd rather take the hurt than be mean to you
⢠extremely loyal. Absolutely no interest in anyone else aside from their partner. I donât think they have the energy for anyone more than you either hahaha
⢠turns down their friends to hang out with you
⢠has a lot to say/wants to be heard but sometimes gets self conscious of speaking (as if theyâve said too much) even tho theyâve said the least in the room
⢠tall or thereâs a height difference between you two
Points of Interest: Fred liuâs energy is soooo apparent- heâs not going away lmfao HELP, possible MBTIs: infj, enfj, awkward silence, bad jokes when trying to go off of your joke (like realllly bad- they should stick to the simple ones like ikea puns), nerdy, very put together but allows moments of mistakes, mentally stable, a bit boring, will walk your dog with no extra charge, gets your coffee every morning (if you drink it), remembers the little details, might be a bit vanilla in bed, arms around your waist, cares abt the romantic and friendship aspects more than the sexual relief, smiles more when youâre around, observant as HELL, remembers to pick up your meds, remembers important dates and times, very considerate and kind, simple watch, humble, âhow about we make that one thing you like?â, homebody, doesnât overdress (sometimes underdresses tho), very gentle and good hearted, learns your language to bond with you more, a total romantic and daydreamer, bro gets talkative in their mindddd (the scenario above prob came from them but shhh)
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Pile 2. âI like the way you laugh. Eheheheh.â - Justin Bieber Interview
⢠a whole ass clown. Nah I mean âmake you laugh until you dieâ kind of clown. Wonât stop even if youâre dying and gasping for air. LOVES to hear you laugh. They somehow have an intensive arsenal of jokes and will adjust depending on peopleâs humor- and theyâre very good at this
⢠extroverted and TALKATIVE. Will go to Yapville and come back. Will share a lot with you and expects your feedback. Doesnât matter if youâre an introvert or extrovert, they wanna hear your thoughts and opinions
⢠also they may have good leadership skills and are witty. The only issue with this is that they might be too agreeable sometimes- they want whatâs ultimately best for everyone involved. The agreeableness thing is a 50/50 thing tho and applies to only some people in this pile, while the othersâ future spouses will make better decisions and more sound judgments depending on the situation and what kind of person they are.
⢠they also donât like to correct peopleâs wrongs, but rather show people how to do something. Some fs in this pile tho, canât call people (you included) out on bs or mistakes. This may be an issue (since they might value harmony so much). This isnât the best trait to have if youâre thinking abt kids in the future
⢠also if you have a dumb ass idea, theyâll hype it up and wonât think itâs dumb at all. Theyâll be very supportive. Wonât ever make you feel crazy, unless you crack a joke more unhinged than they ever have/or you ever have. Maybe youâre not the type to until you meet them
⢠I will say, I donât think theyâre that much taller than you
⢠theyâre so unserious sometimes that you canât believe theyâre as responsible as they are.
⢠somehow always knows the best places to go for a date or if you guys have extra time
⢠also donât be surprised if itâs your birthday and they tell the restaurant staff to bring out the whole cake and candles, even mariachi band- be prepared that shitâs kinda crazy đ If you donât like attention in general, I canât save you in this relationship lmfaoooo
⢠theyâre also pretty optimistic and prepared for emergencies. The type to track your period if you have em lmfao- *they get the notif on their phone* âoh youâre starting your period next week. Sweet.â âHowâd you know that?â You ask, and theyâll say casually âCuz I got the app.â *flashes you their screen w/ app open* and will browse it some more.
⢠these people are kinda crazy bc if theyâre a parent in the future, theyâll bring a whole colossal ass backpack to an amusement park while carrying your kid. They donât even care if it makes them look weird
⢠they probably have a weird feature(s) on their face or body that you love. You think itâs charming on them and while society might consider it weird or not conventionally attractive, theyâve figured out how to make it work
⢠doesnât really struggle with jealousy. If anything, their form of jealousy is making you laugh even harder or doing something ridiculous to get your attention back on them and off the other person
⢠^ they really do like your attention. They also love when you share things youâve learned with them or you get them involved/inform them in on something youâve been working on, reading, studying, watching, whatever it is, theyâll be interested. Theyâll watch that dumb reality tv show youâre watching. You could even catch them up with some gossip/drama and theyâd be invested af
⢠tbh im not feeling that theyâll ever be bored with you, regardless if you can keep up with their energy or not, because theyâll make you keep up đ
⢠one sad bit I have to mention is that they probably have gone through something in the past where they werenât on guard so they lost the person/opportunity. [Iâll keep this vague. The person doesnât want me to dwell on it too much. They donât want you to be fixed on negative things.] This event has stuck with them ever since and they feel that they canât afford to make that mistake again. If you acknowledge their efforts in a serious conversation or just a random totally unrelated moment, theyâll very much appreciate that. More than you know.
Points of Interest: Getting a whole enfj vibe in here (healthy AND unhealthy enfjs), possibly enfp, entp, esfj, estp, esfp, surprise birthday parties, *dramatic gasping*, maybe likes drinking tea or making tea (esp one thatâs pale-yellow colored- idk the name) and drinking it at night(???) speaking of which, night owl, flexible, will make time for you, âitâs okay! I got it!â, confident, on top of things, âsleep is for the weakâ says while eye twitches, switch/versatile in bedâdoes not mind trying new things (they donât even care how good or bad you are in bed. If they wanna spice it up, they will take the reigns if you donât, with no problem), will try their best at anything and everything, the responsible class clown, loves board games, masculine and feminine energy is balanced well, probably a masochist bc they like to stress themselves out with all sorts of duties and responsibilities, very good at adapting, open to new cultures/living in countries completely different from them- weirdly, Iâm seeing an Australian guy exploring the wild (âŚmaybe that sort of thing excites them), âif you move, I move. No exceptionsâ, best parent award, âpositionsâ by Ariana grande
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Pile 3. âHm.â
⢠in a bit of a stump. Probably has a part time job or multiple to support themselves on their own, but itâs better than being in their last situation.
⢠introvert. MAJOR introvert.
⢠minimalist
⢠straightforward, doesnât beat around the bush
⢠not getting the vibe that theyâre dating atm â single energy, but not really bothered by it
⢠would have a pet (eh, maybe) if they could afford to, since they neither have the time nor resources
⢠they would prob turn you down the first time you ask them out OR they ask you out but in a timid/unconventional/at a later period. I donât think they have too much dating experience either (and I thought Pile 1 was a loner)
⢠tsundere type of energy
⢠the type to say they donât want kids but when yâall get together, they start thinking abt it a lot, and may hint at it
⢠good at saving up money, bc they donât really spend on much. but will work hard to buy you something expensive if they donât think their efforts for you are enough OR if they donât think theyâre enough for you in general
⢠doesnât care what other people think. Could care less if you donât look your best on some days, have some break outs here and there or a lip filler gone horrendously wrong â if they love you, they LOVE you fr (âŚshould prob sue that doc tho...)
⢠(expanding on the last point) generally, they donât care what others think. HOWEVER !!! when you guys start dating, one or both of you (but especially on their side) will struggle with self-esteem issues. Be careful with this, because they will fall for you DEEPLY and literally canât get out of it â> youâve shown that you love them unconditionally, regardless of anything, and will be there for them no matter what. Pile 3, youâre pretty soft energy- I get burrito blanket/animal onesie type feels. Back to my point, if youâre not reassuring enough or emotionally available for this person when they open up, it could turn into a toxic relationship where you fall out of love first OR you get trapped in the cycle and now both of yall are depressed af.
⢠they donât fall for people easily, like at all, so the obsession will be amplified by a million fold if they ever lose you. The idea of that crushes them and could take a huge mental health toll. It seems they could have leftover resentment from childhood (be it school, family, friendsâŚ). If they open up to you, thatâs an honor. (At this point, they probably even trust you with their life, donât tell anyone the info)
⢠In the worst case possible, you could get someone like this but feel an uneasy weird feeling around them. Iâd advise you to keep you distance cuz that ainât yo person. Obsession can get really bad with this groupâs fs. Like real down bad bad. Like put a gps on your car bad. If you meet a person this creepy, donât stick around in their life and definitely donât have them stick around in yours. Chances are, this is a karmic person and theyâve come into your life as a reflection of your own insecurities or obsessive tendencies.
⢠VERY SMART. Can be calculative to protect themselves and those they love
⢠on the bright side, a well developed pile 3 future spouse enjoys solitude and has managed trauma very well. Tho they might seem socially inept, theyâre prob just blunt and honest. They will tell you like it is. Will literally do anything for you, uncharacteristic, even if they look like an idiot on the street
⢠prefers more intimate settings alone or with you. With another friend? ehhâŚthey prob wonât go
⢠will only go out if you go out, bc itâs you
⢠either secretly freaky in the sheets or inexperienced
⢠jealous easily and is very possessive. They donât have too many people around them they deem trustworthy so this reaction is to be expected
⢠this person handles aggressive or violent behavior well. It doesnât freak them out. (Also right now at 3:01 pm where Iâm at, their energy is very hesitant to give out the reason why so perhaps when you meet them and gain their trust, they will tell you.) {P.s Iâm asking them very specific and personal questions on the side rn and the silence speaks volumes. I wonât pry any further but they ask that you have some empathy, since theyâre not sure how youâd see them.}
⢠another p.s.: 3:09 pm I think Iâve exposed too much here. There was a strong resistance at the end since itâs so vulnerable and close to their core that it freaks them out to be outed for strangers to see and read about. I wonât say anymore about their past. Iâve also become more careful of my wording - but I will say this for their sake. There is a strong desire to change in this person tho so being someone who brings positive influence into their lives. Someone who can prove that there are still good people in the world.
Points of Interest: istp, intp, entj, intj, istj, either good memory or doesnât care to rmr (no in between. It varies from person to person, their values and where the info is coming from), notices every little detail, doesnât care about your flaws, desensitized if you have breakdowns, unexpectedly a good comfort person. Again, a lot of resistance and hesitation, so I wonât say any more abt them. Ooh, ominous. Also, do you struggle with gut issues? Or smth diet related? Could be a whack diet. Okay, I had to go back and delete an important piece of info I put in initially but thereâs a lot of disapproval over it. I will throw a small hint out since theyâre allowing me to; itâs related to growing up. They donât want me to be specific abt the period of when but thatâs what you get just as a preface. I can tell they want to tell someone about it though. Thereâs just no one they trust. Also, rmr I said they donât care abt what others think? Apparently, they care strongly abt what YOU think. It almost feels regretful? Embarrassing? To admit/write this. Thanks pile 3. Thatâs all youâre getting out of me today.
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*Teddy Note: Teddy here!! I hope your day is going smoothly wherever youâre at! Weâre back again with another reading and this time, it was a bit heavier to take in. I mean, this is future spouse weâre talking about so thereâs definitely going to be a handful. I have to mention briefly, this is the first time Iâve ever felt a clear shiver against my body when doing a reading. Like a full on force that left me blinking like âwtf just happenedâŚâ Especially for a certain pile, who doesnât want me putting them in the light too much. I saw someone with so much guilt on their face, but they looked soâŚsmall? Innocent? Youthful? As if they hadnât done anything wrong in their life, itâs just that people looked at themâŚnot wrong, but differently? Itâs uncomfortable to find the word even after finishing the reading but âdifferentlyâ undermines their experience and what theyâve been through. But they also donât want to use a more negative word to describe it either so Iâll leave it there. Thank you for reading!! Remember, take what resonates, leave what doesnât. I would appreciate any constructive feedback and if you guys reblogged with what pile you chose. It helps a practicing reader like me learn to be more accurate and aligned! Until the next reading, Teddy outttt ��đ
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"my hero" - m.v.
pairing: social worker!reader x max verstappen
word count: idek tbh (iâm posting this on my lunch break hehe)
warnings: tooth-rotting fluff, max in bf mode, long distance couple, cursing here and there, mentions of mental health, mentions of mental health disorders, mentions of physical health, yada, yada, yada
a/n: i know i said i was working on requests but this idea would not leave my brain all day. i couldn't stop thinking about it so i had to write it. (it's def a little self-indulgent) i hope y'all enjoy!
"ah! there you are. i can see you now!""
a giggle bubbles up in your throat, your lips forming a wide smile, "hi baby, how are you?"
he shrugs, the image distorted for about a millisecond. he comes into frame once again, slightly pixelated. however, you can make out the sleepy grin plastered across his face, and the twinkle in his eye as he looks into the camera.
max verstappen, three time world driverâs champion, is on facetime with you, donned in nothing but a black cotton tee and his boxers. you can tell from the background that heâs in his motorhome, settled in his room.
his hair is a disheveled mess, sticking up haphazardly. he more than likely just got out of the shower, as the fabric of the tee clung to his toned frame. underneath his eyes were two faint circles, the skin slightly puffy.
yet, here he was, calling you at god knew what hour just to hear the sound of your voice.
"tired. very fucking tired."
"i can imagine so," you nod, typing along at your laptop, "what time is it there?"
he hums, leaning over his phone, "it's about eleven thirty?"
"max!" your eyes widen, "you need to get some sleep. it's qualifying tomorrow!"
"and?" he counters, arching a brow, "i wanted to hear how your day went. from your messages, it seemed like it was quite eventful."
"i'm just wrapping up my notes now," you exhale, your shoulders slumping slightly, "it was a long day."
"i can imagine my baby," he coos, settling underneath the covers, "tell me all about it."
"i can assure you being a case worker is not nearly as riveting as a formula one driver," you snort, shaking your head, "you go first."
"nope," he was not budging, his attention still fixated solely on you, "tell me about your day, and then i'll share about mine. it's only fair."
"well," you wrinkle your nose, glancing over the open document on your laptop screen, "my day started with one of my clients experiencing a small crisis. she was without food so she called me, asking if i could take her to the nearest pantry. while i was with her, another client of mine called asking if i could transport him to his appointment.
i probably could have, but he reached out to me only fifteen minutes before his appointment time. i received my new staffing form today. i have a couple of clients who are in need of housing so i had to make some calls to some local agencies."
"and how did that go?" you can't help but feel heat flourishing into your cheeks at the intrigue laced in his tone, "were you able to make some progress?"
"not really," you inhale sharply, "housing is really difficult to find right now. it's sort of like when your tires are giving out, but you need them to last a few more laps. you have to remain hopeful so that you can keep pushing."
âi like that analogy,â he fights a yawn, but continues regardless, âthatâs a good one. iâm going to use that.â
âas long as you credit me,â you muse, clicking your mousepad as you finalize your note, âhow was practice today?â
âso-so,â he chirps, âi missed you a lot today. thought about you nearly every second of the practice session. youâre flying out next week, right?â
you nod, shutting your laptop, âyes. iâll be leaving wednesday evening and catching a late flight. hopefully when i land, there will be this insanely handsome dutch man waiting for me.â
âis that right?â maxâs dimples appear, causing your heart to skip a beat, âiâm hoping that my good luck charm arrives safe and sound. i canât wait to see her.â
âcounting down the minutes are we?â
âyou have no idea,â carefully, he plucks his phone from his makeshift stand, bringing you closer into the bed with him, âwill you stay on till i fall asleep?â
at his request, thereâs a tug at your heart. fuck, if only you were with him. then he would have been able to lay on you until he dozed off. his head would have been snuggled into uour collabone, your hands tangled in his hair, playing with it as his chest steadily rose and fell.
if only you were there. if only you were an influencer or a model. if only you could take work with you, dropping everything to fly all over the world. if only you werenât separated by time zones, where you had to carefully coordinate facetime calls.
if only you werenât long distance, then maybe you wouldnât feel like this.
if only.
âhey,â maxâs voice is merely a whisper, âare you okay?â
your lower lip trembles, tears welling up, threatening to spill over. thereâs a choking sound, as you attempt to suppress a sob.
yet, it was too late. they were streaming down your cheeks now, your hands instinctively shielding your face.
âbaby,â max murmurs, âwhatâs going on?â
âthis shit sucks,â you shake your head, the words strained, âi hate that iâm not with you right now. i hate that weâre long distance. i hate that i have to stay here andââ
âbut your clients need you,â his tone is delicate, âyouâre the one person they can count on when everything else is going to shit. they need you like i need you. i can tell you had a long day baby, but iâm here. iâm here for you, no matter what.â
âi-i love you,â you manage to sputter out, wiping your cheeks, âi love you, max.â
âand i love you more than youâll ever know,â in the frame, a pillow is held against his chest, âiâm even cuddling this pillow right now pretending that itâs you.â
âi canât believe you fell in love with some plain girl from the states,â you sigh, resting your head against the couch cushion, âout of everyone in the world, you happened to fall in love with me.â
âyouâre not just any girl from the states,â for a moment, youâre shocked at the firmness in his tone, âyouâre my girl. it takes someone special to do what you do. youâre my hero baby. i aspire to be as strong as you.â
âi love you,â the corners of your lips curl into a quaint smile, âam i really your hero?â
âof course,â it doesnât even take him a second to respond, âlike i said, youâre the strongest person i know. you inspire me.â
âi canât wait to see you,â you murmur, taking note of the way his eyes were drooping, âiâll stay on till you sleep, my love. it seems like you need it.â
âhey,â one eye opens, barely a slit, âi know this shit sucks right now, but weâll make it. okay? one day youâll get to come home to me and tell me all about your day rather than calling. itâll be worth it. i promise.â
âi hope so. i love you, maxie. sleep well, my love. iâll be there before you know it.â
âtry to have a good evening,â you could barely make out the statement, as he was beginning to doze off, âjust end the call when iâm asleep. iâll message you in the morning.â
âiâll be here,â opening your laptop, you prop it against the screen, âgoodnight, maxie.â
ânight, night, baby.â
as sleep takes a hold of the dutch driver, you remain on the call, opening youtube. cautiously, you click on one of your favorite videos. itâs a montage of all of maxâs wins, starting from the 2016 spanish grand prix.
the video begins to play, the volume carefully adjusted so that it doesnât wake him.
as your gaze shifts to your phone once again, you canât help but hear his words ringing in your ears.
one day this would all be worth it.
and one day, max verstappen would be able to be with his hero.
every single day for the rest of his life.
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cw. worker!reader, prohero!katsuki, aged-up (25), pining (squint harder y'all), a lot of cussing (wouldn't be a bkg fic w/o 'em), reader has an ex-boyfriend, our boy kiri finally makes an appearance
words. 2.7k (i had to stop my head was aching)
masterlist | part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9
If you were to suddenly rise to fame overnight, for what reason would it be?
The answer youâve always had for these silly icebreaker questions was simple. That one passion youâve nurtured as a hobby, perhaps? Or the hidden talentâparty trick, reallyâthat your friends always goaded you into demonstrating during get-togethers? Or it could be getting recognized for the work that you do and how much of your soul you put into it.
Really, it could have easily been any of the three.
Which is why you couldnât have seen this reality hurling straight at you even if it was waving a shining red flag at you from a safe distance.
You adjust the face mask thatâs snug against your cheeks for the umpteenth time, vaguely aware of the child seated in front of you whoâs also staring like heâs trying to make out who youâre supposed to be under the barrier.
Tamping down the annoyance springing in your gut over a kid occupying a precious chair in this crowded subway train during rush hour, you shift on your feet and tug down with your extra hand the hat that you quickly threw on on your way out this morning.
It was the least you could do after unceremoniously finding out through your best friend at 5:37 AM that youâve become one of the Internetâs sensational hits overnight, now being dubbed as #2 Pro-hero Bakugou Katsukiâs heavy-handed girlfriend, emphasis on the heavy.
Needless to say, the news sent you into panic and you couldnât go back to sleep no matter how hard you tried. Your emotions and thoughts went into overdrive, and you found yourself at the crack of dawn mulling over the options you had in front of you.
You knew you were grasping for straws when you started thinking about stealing someone elseâs identity and moving far, far away from Japan where the concepts of pro-heroes and the World Wide Web were unbeknownst to the living population.
That pipeline got you nowhere.
Which leads you to the present: decked out in a flimsy disguise, horridly sleep-deprived, anxious as hell, squished between late salarymen and chatty high schoolers in a cramped train carriage, and subject to the increasingly scrutinizing stare of this kid in front of you.
To your relief, you arrive at your station before the child can put two and two together and expose you to the rest of the crowd. You quickly shuffle out and expertly weave yourself through the sea of people, desperate to get out of the public space and into the safety of Ground Riot agency.
Though your imagined bubble of safety is immediately popped the moment you enter the building and feel what has to be dozens of pairs of eyes on you.
You hurriedly scan your employee ID and head for the elevators, heaving a relieved sigh when no one follows you into the space.
Itâs barely 8 AM, and youâre already drenched in sweat. Youâre in the middle of wondering if youâre already sporting a fucking pit stain when your phone chimes its familiar tune, signifying a text message.
You peek at the notification banner to see Bakugouâs name, alongside a short directive.
(7:51 AM) Bakugou (Dynamight): Conference Room Aâbe there in 10. PR and the rest want to see both of us.
Fuck.
The roomâs not empty by the time you stumble in seven minutes later. Hiramasa Hikari, your direct subordinate in charge of employee relations, is seated on one of the comfy office chairs circling the long, oval table, looking indubitably harrowed as she thumbs through an all-too-familiar booklet.
Wordlessly, you walk towards where she is and plop yourself down on the seat across from her, right on the side of the end-of-the-table throne where Bakugou usually plants his butt during meetings.
You might have moved a little too silently because she startles when she looks up and sees you looking at her like you donât know what to say.
Because you donât.
Instead, you flash her an uneasy smile, which she returns right back. Although it morphs into a frown, âIâm guessing we both recognize how comical the situation is right now?â
At that, both of your gazes drift to the said document, conveniently titled âWorkplace Relationships: Policies and Protocols,â with your name written underneath as one of the principal authors.
You purse your lips into a tight line, suddenly feeling the tiniest bit of shame spurring in your gut.
You wouldnât call yourself militant when it comes to carrying out rules and regulations related to your job, but being on the receiving end of a lecture regarding workplace relationships isâfor the lack of a better termâhumbling.
Even if the whole thing that led you here is fake.
Before you can stutter out an appropriately vague enough response to your colleague, the glass doors open like flood gates and in comes Bakugou in his hero costume, followed by Mikuri (the PR head youâve talked about during your meltdown), and a group of coworkers who youâve identified as a portion of the agencyâs legal team.
You and Hikari stand up at their arrival, and sure enough, Bakugou pulls out the seat to your right, barely sparing you a glance as he situates himself.
The rest quickly follow suit, the atmosphere so tense you could cut it with a meat cleaver.
Nobody says anything for a while before Hikari clears her throat awkwardly, evidently feeling self-conscious over speaking in front of her higher-ups. âI guess I can start, then?â
You give her an encouraging nod as if youâre not about to be roasted by the very same girl youâve been training directly since she got recruited two years ago.
Hikari clears her throat again before fixing her firm gaze on you. âIt has come to our attention that multiple news articles have been circulating since last night,â she pauses as her eyes dart between you and Bakugou, âabout the two of you.â
A pregnant pause.
ââŚCare to explain?â
You canât believe it. Youâre about to expose yourself and this embarrassing stunt you pulled. And you canât help the dread that courses through your system at the thought of admitting out loud how you roped in your boss, of all people, to pretend as your date so that you could hide from the ex who dumped you over the phone how much of a loser you are.
How much a loser youâve become, the present moment in mind.
It couldnât get any more pitiful than that.
But you have to face the truth, and you realize that time is running out fast as you survey the expectant looks directed at you one by one as if everythingâs in slow motion.
Finally, you open your mouth to blurt it out and get it over with, but Bakugou beats you to it.
In fact, he doesnât miss a beat.
Which is fucking astounding, because what heâs about to say next quite literally causes your jaw to drop.
âWeâre dating,â he states, voice even. âThereâs your explanation.â
The exact moment he says that outright, blatant lie, itâs like all the air in the conference room gets sucked into a vacuum. You find yourself feeling lightheaded and it takes everything in you not to collapse like a boneless heap on the lawyer beside you. You think Bakugou notices because his eyes shift to look at you, and his eyebrows furrow so minutely as if heâs telepathically saying âGet it together.â
And so you do.
You donât know what the fuck heâs thinking, lying like this to the very people who need to know the truth to effectively clean up the mess youâve inadvertently made in just one Sunday, but at this point, you know better than to contradict Bakugouâs words.
âWeâre dating,â you parrot, voice wobbly, ââŚyes.â
You will yourself to look up from the clasped hands on your lap, only to immediately regret it. Some of the members of the legal team are staring at either Bakugou and you with straight-up disbelief, while the others toss you a playful wink. Hikari, Mikuri, and Sawamura, the lead lawyer, however, look unsettled at best.
âSince when,â Sawamura starts, although he sort of chokes on his spit. He clears his throat, ââsince when has this been happening?â
The pro-heroâs reply is almost instantaneous. âWhy the fuck would I tell you that?â
Ignoring Bakugouâs defensive retort, you instead jump in to respond as calmly as you can. âAround two months ago. When we worked late nights on that issue under Hikariâs unit. We, uhââ you chance a glance at Bakugou, whoâs looking at you intently, ââwe were actually planning to disclose it to HR today, if you can believe that.â
âAnd you punching the groom at the wedding you attended,â Mikuri suddenly adds, voice pointed. âWas that part of the plan, too?â
At the reminder of your act of sin, you visibly cringe in front of your colleagues. You hear Hikari hold back a snort, and you flush further in embarrassment.
To your surprise, Bakugou speaks up. âThat was her dickhead of an ex, and he was being an asshole to her.â He grunts, âShe was only defending her name.â
Despite yourself, you canât help but gawk at the man. The last thing you expected was for him to defend you. And so sincerely, at that. He could be a great actor.
âWell, regardless of the intentions, we have to deal with the act and its resulting consequences,â Sawamura sighs, before turning to face you. âWe already briefed Bakugou on the way here but the guy and his family are threatening to sue for damages.â
âS-sue?â you choke out.
Mikuri nods solemnly in response. âI know Bakugou here wants to fight fire with fire by exposing the guyâs character but we believe itâs best to keep things as hush-hush as possible to prevent any more repercussions on his general popularity rating.â She gives you a once-over, âWould that be okay with you?â
You barely manage a nod, although she seemingly finds it more than enough.
âWeâve since been in contact with their lawyer and are on our way to a settlement,â the head lawyer packs on. âWeâre scheduled to meet them in,â he checks his sports watch, âtwo hours.â
âIn the meantime,â Mikuri interjects, âwe might suggest you stay off your non-essential social media sites as we wait for the issue to die down.â
You nod again, failing to repress a weak laugh at the belated advice. âDonât worry, Iâm already on that.â
âIn fact,â you quickly add before anyone else can interrupt you, âSo much so that I donât know what the hell is going on out there. How is Bakugou fairing in the ranks right now?â
Again, you feel the said man eyeing your side profile.
Mikuri cocks her head to the side in reflection, âSurprisingly, heâs holding up okay. Weâve had a marked increase in activity from the adolescent to young adult female demographic especially, but theyâre all mixed reviews.â
At that, Bakugou sneers. âWhat am I, a fucking movie for these extras to rate?â
You snort, and now you see Bakugou side-eye you, although thereâs no bite to it.
âAnyway,â Sawamura interjects, âThatâs more or less it from us and PR as well, I believe. Weâll keep you both posted.â The man glances at Hikari, âHiramasa-san, anything else from your department?â
âOh, yes,â she quickly riffles through her documents before settling on the booklet from earlier and timidly handing it to Bakugou, who accepts it gingerly. âMy supervisor here knows the guidebook by heart so you two should be good in keeping yourselves in check.â
Her eyes quickly dart to you as if to watch your reaction before they just as quickly dart back to Bakugou. âBut just to reiterate, we strive to keep everything professional here at Ground Riot agency, so that means drawing a clear boundary between your work and personal lives. That also means no inappropriate PDA.â
âTch.â
You gulp, feeling all sorts of weird all of a sudden. Accidentally demonstrating PDA with Bakugou should be the least of your worries but thereâs no denying the pulse of anxiety that resonates at the mention of it.
After you and Bakugou begrudgingly agree to the terms and conditions, the meeting finally gets adjourned and your workmates pile out of the room one by one. You donât realize how tense your shoulders are until youâre left alone with Bakugou, and you allow yourself one deep exhale.
Your boss, whoâs still sporting a sour expression on his face, shifts his attention to you at the sound. You feel yourself shrink in a bit under his penetrating gaze, although you try to straighten your spine soon thereafter.
You take a few steps towards the doorway and peek through the hall for any bystanders. Once sure that youâre most definitely alone, you turn to Bakugou. âYou donât have to do this, you know.â
Heâs not looking at you but his eyebrows furrow still, revealing his listening. He doesnât say anything, though.
You continue. âItâs obviously bothering you that weâre keeping up this charade. Never mind your ranking potentially slipping, what about the stress of having to pretend and hearing people talk? You donât need that on top ofââ
âI donât give a single fuck what people say about me.â
You knew that, yet you still frown at his tone. âBut you give a fuck about being number one.â
At that, Bakugou finally moves to face you. âLook, I hate that I have to say this, but even if I had no dating scandal affecting my popularity rating, good or bad, all this doesnât make a difference in helping me get past shitty Deâ Izuku, at least in a way that matters.â
He huffs before looking away to the floor-to-ceiling windows. âThat popularity shitâs out of my control and has nothing to do with my abilities. The other metrics are.â
As you gaze at his back, you think about how image is in fact important when it comes to being the ultimate hero���mind drifting back to All Might and how he served as the pinnacle of safety with his powers and impactful symbolism. But then it gravitates to Endeavor and how, despite his far from amiable personality akin to that of Bakugouâs, he earned the peopleâs trust in his own way as the new #1 upon All Mightâs retirement.
âOkay,â you exhale again, âI believe you. Still doesnât explain why you seem so bothered, though.â
Bakugou immediately whips around to look at you, frustration etched on his pretty features. âWhy did that jackass even invite you in the first place?â
Thatâs whatâs bothering him?
You chuckle, although what youâre about to say probably isnât a laughing matter. âI think itâs because he saw me as a charity case,â you pause, debating whether or not to tell him the embarrassing truth, eventually opting to do so. âHe always made me feel like I should thank my lucky stars I scored him, so I wouldnât be surprised if he thought he was doing me a favor by inviting me to his wedding.â
ââŚYou know you can do better than that dipshit, right?â
You smile despite yourself, âI know⌠Thatâs why Iâm dating you, right?â
You only meant to lighten the mood after what has been a grueling, impromptu meeting, but you didnât expect Bakugou to redden in what you think is annoyance at the innocent quip.
You immediately backtrack. âI was justâtrying to, uhââm just joking aroundâŚâ
Bakugou doesnât get the chance to potentially snap at you in irritation because Kirishima, Red Riot, waltzes in with a big, toothy grin on his face.
He beams at you then turns to regard his best friend, grin growing even more in size as if that was still possible.
And what he says next confuses the shit out of you and grants him a hard shove from your now fake boyfriend.
âCongrats, Bakubro! Freaking finally!â
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"I THINK YOU DESERVE A PROMOTION"
ASSISTANT HEADCANONS W/ GENSHIN MEN
synopsis: becoming an assistant for your hot boss is a dream come true, no? it sounds even better when you both are up to things that might land you a promotion.
âĽ- including : cyno, neuvillette, baizhu, wriothesley
âĽ- note : aaaa! my first post! iâm super nervous but i hope you all enjoy <3 reblogs are appreciated!!
content warnings : nsfw [17+], fem!assistant!reader, ageless + blank blogs dni, office sex (cyno , wriothesley), creampie (all), car sex (neuvillette), mentions of food (neuvillette), mentions of medications (baizhu), brief spanking (baizhu), use of pet names (good girl , baby , darling, pretty girl), brief dacryphillia (wriothesley), belly bulge (wriothesley), public sex (baizhu).
⥠CYNO
you were just supposed to be revising some documents for your boss, cyno. after all, he had a meeting had to attend not even thirty minutes from the current time. you thought it would be simple enough, right? this wasnât the first time he had asked you to do such a thing for him, but what was going on was something that wasnât exactly professional.
cyno had you bent over his creaking desk. his hand was lying against your hip while he rutted himself into your squelching cunt that was squeezing him so perfectly he thought he would cum the moment he pushed into you. you were just too hard to resist with your cute black mini skirt that showed a little too much of your thighs. you were just too pretty. how could he possibly stop himself from completely ravaging your cunt?
âah..! cyno, please..!â your cries echoed across the room, making him shove his fingers into your mouth to make you quiet down. the last thing he wanted was for someone to hear him fucking the absolute shit out of his assistant.Â
he leaned towards your ear, his breath fanning against the shell. âbetter keep quiet.. or else iâll stop right now and leave you wondering what might have happened..â he whispered, which earned goosebumps to litter your delicate skin.
cynoâs pace began to suddenly quicken. he could feel himself growing closer to his orgasm. his cock twitched inside of you and that delicious high he had been chasing finally came over him. his cum seeped into your womb, filling you completely. you took it so nicely. it took everything in him to not want to go for round two.Â
he pulled out, adjusting his pants and leaving a small kiss on your cheek. âget dressed.. we still have a meeting.â he said, heading towards the door.
⥠NEUVILLETTE
being tasked with picking up lunch for the office sounded like a simple enough task. neuvillette had even offered to go with you so you didnât have to carry all of the food items by yourself, so you happily agreed since he was your boss. he also drove so you didnât have to use your own vehicle to transfer everything over.
it was fine, up until you both arrived into the parking lot of your office building.
your thighs were on either side of neuvilletteâs lap. his thick cock was bullying your walls, reaching the most sensitive spots inside of your pussy. you hadnât expected such a scene to unfold, but there was just way too much tension circling between you both to just leave the car without anything happening.Â
ân-neuvillette! âso good.. fuck!â you sobbed into his shoulder when you felt his thumb toying with your puffy clit.Â
neuvilletteâs thrusts were erratic. he craved you for so fucking long that he wasnât about to let the opportunity to fuck your brains out slip through his grasp. after all, you were his gorgeous assistant that he just couldnât help but sneak glances at. âkeep going, just like that, darling. fuck.. you take me so well..â he cooed, grunting a bit as your cunt squeezed his cock with such delight.
his arms went to snake around your waist. his pace became brutally quick as his high slowly crept upon him. all he wanted was you in that very moment.Â
he practically growled when his orgasm washed over him. his body trembled and he squeezed your ass hard enough to possibly leave a mark on your pretty skin. you were a complete mess and you werenât sure how you were supposed to walk into the office afterwards.
⥠BAIZHU
becoming an assistant for a well known pharmacist was like a dream come true. he was a great boss, and you honestly hoped to become like him someday when you finally became a pharmacist for your own company. baizhu was truly great at his work.
he sent you on the way to fetch a prescription that was specifically just for him. this wasnât an unusual occurrence since baizhu had some underlying illnesses that needed certain medications to treat, but you werenât anticipating that something like this would be occurring instead of him taking his meds.
baizhu had you pressed against the wall. his cock was buried inside of your dripping pussy. you were both trying your best to remain quiet as your other coworkers were around making prescriptions for the other customers. you couldnât deny that you and baizhu had thrown a few flirty comments towards one another. you just remained professionally due to the fact that he was in fact your higher up.
the tension eventually snapped, and you two pounced on one another. he pushed you into the closet and made your body burn with passion. âbaizhu..! o-oh, god..â you whined, arching your back against his body. he was just too damn good.
he chuckled, dragging his fingertips along your flesh. he was honestly playing such a dangerous game right now. it was almost as if he was itching to make you cry out his name. âheh.. youâre such a pretty girl.. i never thought you would feel this great..â he smacked your ass harshly, making you wince from the contact of his palm.
his grunts began to increase in volume and his grip on your body had become much tighter. the way his balls slapped against your clit sent waves of pleasure over your body. you gasped as that white hot knot inside of you finally snapped, allowing your orgasm to fully pass over you. it was also at that moment baizhu finally came, letting his cum fill your walls.Â
the two of you both were completely messy and there was this lingering odor of sex that was wafting around the room. baizhu only laughed at your fucked out state. âyou did great.. maybe iâll promote you full time, hm?âÂ
⥠WRIOTHESLEY
you were asked by your boss wriothesley to stay after hours to work on some other paperwork that needed to be done before the next week. it wasnât out of the ordinary for him to ask you for such a request. plus, you were being paid overtime for doing it, so why the hell not?Â
however, your extra work wasnât exactly what you thought it was going to be.
you were lying flat on your back with wriothesley thrusting himself into you. all of the papers that were on his desk were now scattered around and pushed over so you wouldnât possibly ruin them. he was so big. wriothesley could see a little bulge every time he pushed himself into you. he thought it was so cute. you sprawled out on his desk with your pussy clamped around his big dick. your moans were the best part. there was no one around, so you could be as loud as you wanted without a single interruption.
âw-wriothesley! f-fuck.. youâre so big!â tears formed at your lash line from how intense the pleasure was. you hadnât felt something like this in such a long time. it was unbearable.
he couldnât hide the smirk that appeared on his scarred features. he couldnât get enough of your sweet voice screaming in pleasure for just him. âyou like this, baby? youâre so fuckinâ cute when you say my name like that..â he pressed his palm against your navel, feeling his cock stuffing you full. âso deep.. no wonder youâre a mess.â
his balls twitched, signaling that his orgasm was just around the corner. his pace then picked up, sending you over the edge. he was probably the best you had ever taken. there was no way you could ever sleep with someone else better than him. a groan rumbled in his throat as he reached his peak, squeezing your hips as his cum flooded your walls. he left so much, it made you shiver from the warmth.
he panted, chuckling as he came down from his orgasm. âheh.. weâre still alone, wanna go for round two?âÂ
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roommate! wonwoo
18+ only!
summary: wonwoo finds your vibrator in the bathroom
warnings: smut, use of a vibrator, reader has a vulva
a/n: my mind has just been wonwoo wonwoo wonwoo wonwoo since maestro released. (itâs been wonwoo wonwoo wonwoo since 2020 honestly)
i've been thinking a lot recently about roommate!wonwoo who you're not super close with. you met him through your mutual friend mingyu, and both of you were looking for a roommate. basically, youâre living together because it's cheap and he seemed nice enough.
youâve talked with him here and there, and have gotten to know him a little bit. he goes to your college and everyone loves him but heâs sort of quiet and keeps to himself. he likes cats and ordering takeout and if you get home late at night youâll sometimes find him fucking someone into the couch cushions (he apologized profusely, but you couldnât find it in yourself to be upset. you think about him whenever youâre in your room, your vibrator on the lowest setting so as to not wake him up).
you like to take advantage of the time you have when heâs not around, so whenever he's not home you like to take a bath with good music and your vibrator. although one day you had forgotten your vibrator in the bath and didn't realize until wonwoo had gotten home. you were in your room, still getting dressed when you heard the bathroom door shut across the hall and the shower head turn on.
you werenât sure whether to run to the bathroom and try and get it before wonwoo saw (you know it's too late) or to act oblivious and pretend everything was normal when he came out. except when you choose the latter, wonwoo left the bathroom with just his towel wrapped loosely around his hips, and headed straight to your room.
"i think you forgot something," he said simply, holding up your vibrator with a smirk. he was leaning against your doorframe as you sat at your vanity, trying to look natural. the mortified expression on your face, however, gave your facade away.
UGHH and i keep thinking about the different ways this could go. wonwoo being smug and holding this slip up against you to tease you whenever he can. whenever he leaves now, he likes to say something like âhave a nice bath.â anything to make your eyes widen and your cheeks burn. this goes on for a few weeks until either you or him break and yâall end up in bed together (or better yet in the bath. wonwoo wants to see how you use your little friend on yourself before he takes it and uses it on you).
or, after going into your room initially to taunt you he could just throw you on your bed and use the vibrator on you right then and there. he knows youâre already needy from using the toy earlier. just the click of the button to turn it on has your body arching towards him. he spends the next hour using the vibrator on you, until it dies. then he just replaces the toy with his hands and eventually, his cock.
wonwoo was grateful for your little mistake. he wasnât sure how much longer he could go on pretending that he couldnât hear you at night, using your vibrator on the lowest setting as if you thought the walls were soundproof. hearing you moan his name one night, getting whinier and whinier to the point where he was sure you knew he could hear you.
he could definitely hear you now, as he pinned you to the bed and slammed his cock in and out of you. youâre begging to cum for the fourth time and wonwoo is reveling in your sounds. he flips you over and presses your face to your pillows, continuing a brutal pace as his hand reaches around you to rub harsh circles on your swollen clit. youâre cumming again not long after, but heâs nowhere near finished with you.
he makes up for lost time that night, keeping you up for hours after until youâre both passed out in your bed. the next day, you wake up to sound of your vibrator turning on. when your eyes open, wonwoo is next to you in bed, already spreading your legs apart.
âi found batteries.â
living with wonwoo was starting to have many more perks aside from cheapness and convenience.
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