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Ends of the Earth | Chapter 23

Fandom: The Mandalorian

Pairing: Mando x OC

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Summary: When Sinead's husband is ripped from her, she escapes the Hutt Empire and goes on a quest to find him. Since being a runaway slave in the Outer Rim isn't exactly easy, she makes the Mandalorian an offer he can't refuse, and soon they travel across the galaxy looking for her missing husband.

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Chapter 23 - Red Vekkass

Sinead was about to throw up.

Gripping the armrests so hard her knuckles turned white, she took a deep breath through her nose. This was it. The old mining station was a pinprick of darkness before the enormous gas giant which bathed the cockpit in a deep orange glow. They were too far away to be detected by scanners, but the space surrounding the station was surely filled with traps. One meter too far, and they would be shot down.

She was being pulled in two different directions, shaking with anger and grief while also wanting nothing more than for Kyen to hold her again. She missed him so much it hurt.

"How do you wanna do this?" Mando turned in his seat to look at her. She wished he wouldn't.

She didn't dare open her mouth, so she just shrugged. All higher brain power had been rerouted, circling around Kyen like a pack of vultures.

"I can try pinging them. Keep out of range of the artillery."

"Mhm."

His hand hovered above the lever for a moment before pushing it down. The ship crawled forwards. The gas giant grew until it filled the whole galaxy. A light on the control panel started blinking.

Mando waited for a couple of seconds before a disembodied voice filled the cockpit.

"The fuck you want?"

Sinead let out a giggle that only bordered on hysterical.

Mando cleared his throat. "I'm looking for Red Vekkass."

"Yeah? Well, you better turn round and piss off before I turn that piddly little bucket into space debris."

"I need to speak with Red Vekkass."

"Told you to fuck off-"

"My name is Sinead Cade." She hadn't even realized she had opened her mouth. It felt like someone had taken control of her brain. "I need to speak with Red Vekkass. I knew him before Loovria, and I've spent the last five years looking for him."

It felt almost wrong to say her name out loud like that. She was so used to aliases and convenient lies that baring herself felt ... sacrilegious in a way.

There was an awful silence that lasted for minutes. She held her breath.

Finally, a new voice came over the comm, deeper and more authoritative. "Roger that. Head for the hangar. One wrong move, and we'll blow you to stardust. Over and out."

For a moment, neither of them moved.

"I guess we just ..." Sinead trailed off. Her heart was pounding.

The ship started moving at a slow speed. Mando's hands danced across levers and buttons. If the station began firing, they would have to dodge at no notice. The pinprick grew into a proper station; it was shaped like a sphere and tapered out into a point just above Dilo’s swirling surface. Narrow walkways shot out from the lower part of the station where ships could dock. They were all empty now.

"You ready?" Mando asked.

"Yes." No. She had never been less ready in her entire life.

The Crest passed through the magnetic field that protected the hangar and touched down between many smaller ships. Through the window, Sinead saw a group move towards the ship, and she strained her eyes to see if Kyen was there. He wasn't. She counted eleven blasters between eight sentients.

The child was sleeping in his seat and didn't stir when Mando picked him up and carried him to the safe room. Sinead tried not to think about what would happen to him if they didn't come back.

The ramp had never moved slower. She was ready to jump out of her skin, while Mando stood still as a statue.

The posse held their weapons at the ready as Sinead and Mando came down. Had Kyen not told them who she was?

"I'm here to-"

"Yeah, we heard you on the comm," a hulking mass of a Nikto said, his voice so deep Sinead felt it reverberate in her chest. "Follow me. Don't try anything." He sneered at Mando, whose hands inched imperceptibly towards his blaster. Sinead tried to catch his eyes through the helmet and shook her head once. They could not afford to start a fight with a bunch of pirates. She had come too far to die so close to the goal.

A large Twi'lek with a gash across his forehead scowled at them.

Flanked by the pirates, they were led through the station. A sour smell of unwashed bodies made her stomach churn, and she felt like she really had to throw up. They passed rooms filled with weapons or cargo, tables strewn with bottles, and food left out to rot. How could he live like this? It didn't make any sense.

Mando kept bumping against her, his head darting around. If she had had any room in her brain left over, she would have noticed the tension coming off him in waves.

Finally, the Nikto stopped in front of a thick blast door.

"Boss' in there."

Sinead swallowed thickly.

This was it.

The door opened.

She stared.

Laughter bubbled up from deep in her chest with the sheer unreality of it all. Her brain desperately tried to make sense of what she was seeing.

"Sinead, what are you-"

"That's ... that's not Kyen."

Saying it out loud broke the spell, and she fell silent, a hollow feeling in her chest.

The man sitting in front of her was human, but that was where the similarities between him and Kyen ended. Where Kyen was tall and broad-chested, with a round freckled face and deep green eyes, this man was all sharp edges and wiry limbs, small eyes peering out from a gaunt face. A scar ran from the bridge of his nose across his forehead and disappeared into short dark hair. He sat on an ornate chair, just one gilded filigree away from being a throne.

"Who are you?"

He smirked at her. "You said so yourself. Not Kyen." He leaned back in his throne. "Name's Red Vekkass, but I know you already knew that."

"B-but how? Why ..."

"Sit down, and I'll-"

"No!"

Behind her, the pirates jumped, and one drew his blaster. A hand landed on her shoulder and pulled her back.

"Calm. Down," Mando hissed.

She took a deep breath. "I want to know why according to records on Loovria, your name is Kyen Beck."

His grin grew, flashing a row of yellowing teeth. "Funny story, that." He looked behind her and yelled at the top of his lungs, making her jump. "EVERYONE! GET THE FUCK OUT!"

The Nikto took a step forwards, glancing at Mando. "But Boss, don't you think-"

"Out. Now."

They filed out until only Mando and Sinead were left. The Nikto was the last to go, snarling at Mando as the door closed.

Vekkass crossed a leg over the other, silent for a long moment as he regarded them both. "I knew about you," he pointed a dirty finger at Sinead. "The Mandalorian is a surprise."

A scream tried to crawl up her throat, and she took a deep breath through her nose. "Why-" voice barely shaking- "do you ... or did you go by the name Kyen Beck."

"Knew him."

"When?"

"Sit." He gestured to a hard-backed chair. Now that she could focus on other things besides the man in front of her, she realized they were in what must have been the mess hall. Two long tables had been pushed against the wall to allow a sort of runway with the throne at the other end. She didn't remember walking across the floor.

She threw herself into one of the chairs, gripping the armrests to keep from launching across the room and throttling Vekkass. Mando remained stubbornly standing behind her.

Vekkass lit a cigarra and took a long drag. "Met him on a moon in the middle of nowhere. The Empire had us working in a mine-"

"He was on Celvalara!" It came out in a rush. It hadn't all been for nothing.

"You've been? My, my, what busy bees you are." A bit of ash fell from the tip of the cigarra. "But yeah, we were on Celvalara. Shared a bunk, if you can call two stone slates a bunk. You could say we were buddies, as much as slaves can be friends. I guess you know all about that." He grinned at her.

Sinead kept her face carefully neutral.

"Worked the mine together with all the other poor bastards. Dunno what for, but those bucketheads worked us like akk dogs. And through it all, Kyen wouldn't shut the fuck up about you."

A small nugget of warmth filled out some of the emptiness. Kyen felt closer than he had been these last five years.

"Don't know if you noticed, but the Empire wasn't doing too hot in those days. People heard things. Me and Kyen, we talked about escaping."

"Did you?" Mando said. Sinead had almost forgotten he was there.

"You could say that. The Empire had all but fallen to pieces when we got the chance."

"That still doesn't explain why records on Loovria-"

"Back when shit really hit the fan, me and Kyen and a couple of other guys stole a shuttle to the planet. Forget the name-"

"Luria," Sinead said in a carefully measured voice. Her nails dug into the wooden chair.

"Right, Luria. The bucketheads weren't too happy about us leaving, even though they hadn't heard word from command in days. We figured it was better to split in case the Empire suddenly got a mind to follow. Back then we didn't know the Empire had fallen." He took another long drag of his cigarra. "Got picked up by some New Republic cruisers out by Atravis. I've had a bit of fun in my youth, figured Beck wouldn't mind me borrowing his name for a spell. He seemed like a nice enough fella." Another yellow-teethed smile. "Seemed like the New Republic officers wanted to make a quick cred, so they dropped me off on Loovria instead of taking me in. The name sorta stuck, never really got the urge to correct them."

So all of this was because of a couple of New Republic assholes who'd rather make a few extra credits than protect the people they had sworn to help. Although Vekkass seemed more like someone to protect from.

"Honestly, never thought you'd come knocking. You're lucky I remembered your name, or else you'd be space dust right about now." He waved the cigarra through the air. "Was under the impression you were still stuck on Tatooine."

"Sriluur."

"Right." He watched her for a long time, head cocked to the side. "Didn't know palace slaves could even get married."

Behind her, Mando's hands balled into fists.

She shrugged. "What the boss don't know, the boss don't mind."

Vekkass let out a bark of laughter. "Guess that's true." He turned his eyes on Mando. "You, on the other hand, I've heard a couple of things about. Like how you ambushed my people on Alpha. What did you do to the kid?"

What kid? Sinead turned to look at Mando. She hadn't even asked what had gone down on the station, too caught up in her own stormy mind.

"He attacked me. Did what I had to do," Mando said flatly.

"I see. Doesn't really matter, was gonna get rid of him anyway, so I guess you spared me a headache." He watched them both, waiting for their reaction. Sinead had to suppress a shiver.

"When was the last time you saw Kyen?" Mando asked in the same emotionless voice.

"On Luria, as I said."

"You know where he was heading?"

There was a subtle gleam in Vekkass' eyes, "I might. First, I need you to do something for me."

Of-fucking-course.

"What?" Sinead said between clenched teeth.

"Need you to find someone who used to be a part of my crew."

"What did he do?"

Vekkass flicked the cigarra onto the floor where it lay smoldering. "I thought bounty hunters didn't care about that."

A tension headache had grown slowly from her temples until it felt like her head was stuck in a vice. "I'm not a bounty hunter."

"But he is. Looks like it, anyway." He looked Mando up and down. "He was supposed to meet up with the crew after a job. Problem is he never showed. And he had all the loot.

"You think maybe he got picked up by the New Republic?" Sinead said.

"That's what I assumed until I got word that he'd been spotted on Trillu. Not as dead or incarcerated as previously thought. I want you to find him, bring him back with whatever loot is left. Or kill him. I don't really care as long as I get what’s mine."

Sinead stopped herself from laughing out loud. She wouldn't be surprised if the clothes on his back had been pilfered off some poor bastard. "Why haven't you gone after him before?"

"Can't really spare the manpower, can I. Was about to send for a bounty hunter when you two fell into my lap."

"I'm not with the guild," Mando said.

"Does it matter? I don't care who you are, as long as you get it done. And when you come back, I'll tell you where Beck was headed."

Sinead bit down on the inside of her cheek so hard she tasted blood. She didn't want to do this. She didn't want to travel across the galaxy on the trail of another lost soul. Hopping from system to system, asking strangers for information, following breadcrumbs that only led to dead ends.

She just wanted Kyen.

"He's probably long gone by now." Mando's raspy voice acted as an anchor and tethered her to the moment.

Vekkass pulled a small object out of his pocket and threw it to Sinead. It was a tracking fob. Mando gently took it out of her hand.

"I'm sure finding one man won't be a problem. You've come this far," Vekkass said and sat up on his throne. It was clear the audience was over.

"What's his name, the man we have to find?" Sinead's voice sounded strangely dulled.

Vekkass paused for a moment, thinking it over. Then, "Jami something-or-other. Twi'lek. A slippery little devil, so your best bet is probably taking him by surprise. Otherwise, he might slip away, and then no Kyen for you." He grinned again, a strange jerk of the lips like a wild animal showing its teeth. Leaning to the side, he raised his voice. "Brex!"

The door shot open, and the Nikto came barreling in. "Yes, Boss?"

"We're done here. Take them back to their ship and let them leave." Vekkass gave Sinead a final look. "Good luck."

The walk back to the ship was done in complete silence. Sinead curled her hands into fists so hard her nails left half-moons on her palm. It was surreal boarding the Crest. It felt like they'd been gone for days.

The child still slept in the saferoom, and Sinead stopped to watch him while Mando climbed into the cockpit. The child's small face twitched in his sleep. She reached out and touched his hand that poked out between two folds in the fabric.

A vibration went through the ship when the engine came to life, and she left the child and crawled into the cockpit. The Crest was surrounded by pirates who watched with suspicious eyes as it rose from the platform.

"You think they're gonna let us go?" Sinead sat down in her seat.

"If they wanted to kill us, they would've already done it. I think Vekkass was being truthful. At least about that."

"Hm. It's somehow easier imagining Kyen as a pirate than me actively working for one."

The Crest soared through the blue electromagnetic field and was finally free, but the shadow of the mining station seemed to cling to it like an oil-spill.

"You know, we don't ... we don't have to do this." Mando didn't turn to look at her as he spoke.

"What's the other option? He knows where Kyen went after Celvalara."

"You trust him?"

She crossed her arms over her chest. Of course she didn't, but what did he want her to say? "Finding this guy can't hurt. As I see it, we're just getting rid of one more pirate the galaxy doesn't need." And helping another one in the process ...

Mando nodded once and flicked a row of switches, sending the ship hurtling into hyperspace. The blue light danced across Sinead's face. Suddenly, she felt impossibly tired, her heart a heavy lump in her chest. Relief that Kyen could still remain unsullied in her mind battled against nauseating guilt; when the door opened, and she saw it wasn't her Kyen sitting on the throne, she hadn’t been confused or saddened, but so relieved. Was her love really that conditional?

She bit down on the inside of her cheek, hard. Small bumps had formed where she had broken through the skin.

"How do tracking fobs work?" She grasped for anything that might distract her.

Mando leaned back in his seat. "The fob tracks via your chain code. The more digits, the more exact it is."

"How precise can it be? Can it point out the correct planet?"

"Planet, continent."

"Oh."

She stared out at the swirling mist.

Mando cleared his throat. When she looked at him, he had turned in his chair to face her. "After a bounty's been fulfilled, the information is dormant. You said the Hutts think you're dead. You have nothing to worry about."

It didn't feel like she had nothing to worry about. It felt like an entire Imperial armada was waiting for them just on the other side of hyperspace.

"Yeah, okay." Turning back to look at the mist, she wrapped her arms around her midsection in a poor excuse for a hug. She tried thinking back to Sriluur, where she and Kyen would sneak off to lie in the shade of the palace, but everything felt wrong and faded like she was looking through a dirty window.

She just wanted someone to hold her again.

There was a bump from the hull, and Mando got up, faltering when he looked at her. The blue light danced across his armor. "I'll just ... go check on him ..."

"Right."

She felt his hand accidentally brushed her shoulder as he passed her, then he was gone, leaving her alone with her thoughts.

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#the mandalorian #din djarin #the mandalorian x oc #mando x oc #din x oc #din djarin x oc #fanfiction #ends of the earth #oc: sinead #this isn't a new chapter #I just plum forgot to post it sorry D:

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need1etail · 5 years ago

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Hi, same anon who asked about Dawnpelt as deputy. I just saw you replied :P I can't wait to see what all you have for us! I read the latest chapter. I'm psyched for SkyClan's chapters; I really liked Firefern's POV! I had a few questions, if that's okay? Will RiverClan have a POV? Does Bumblestripe have a mate (Stormcloud)? Was Pebbleshine part of the adorable HawkPlumSandy ship? Who's Twinepaw? I sometimes get confused reading, cause I'm not sure who's mates with who, and the name changes ^^"

Of course! I love answering questions about this AU <3

1. No, unfortunately RiverClan will not have a POV, at least not from what I have planned RN :( I tried to have a River POV character but they just didn't fit very well. But! 1. RiverClan will be important in just a few chapters, and in my equivalent of River of Fire and 2. I just might have a little Novella or Super Edition planned for a RiverClan cat, maybe even two ;)!

2. No, Bumblestripe's got some soul searching to do! I don't have a mate planned for him RN but I have someone in mind if I do decide give him one. Stormcloud is actually Mousewhisker's mate (Mouse is a bit older than him, but they're closer in age than they seem, Storm is about the same age as the Three)

3. Unfortunately no, Hawkwing, Plumwillow, and Sandynose got together after Pebble disappeared and Plum and Sandy had their kits. The kits saw Hawk as a father and Sandynose didn't think he should separate them. After a bit, they all decided to become mates! It'll be shown in my Fall of Modern SkyClan Pt 2

4. I'm so sorry I never actually answered that in the chapter D:! I meant to but I forgot. Twinepaw is the only living kit of Honeytail and a kittypet, Maxie. You can see their story in this post (Maxie's is at the very bottom) and this one

Sorry a lot of my name changing stuff is buried pretty deep into this blog 😞, in the allegiances of Darkest Night I'll add a tidbit of who's names have changed.

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porkchop-ao3 · 7 years ago

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Flesh Curtains Rick, realizing that he's getting serious about a girl. Maybe some smut and ~feeeeeeeelings~ if you're up for it. Good luck with your classes!

Hope this is what you’re after! Sorry it took a while, thanks for wishing me luck! :D

I leaned over my vanity table to get close to the mirror, applying my deep plum lipstick as neatly as possible despite my shaking hands. I was nervous. I shouldn’t be, this was just a date, just a casual drink, nothing big. It could turn out to be a dud, pointless, and that was fine. I didn’t need to put pressure on myself. I looked myself up and down in the mirror at my calf length black dress, it hugged my figure in a flattering way that probably did my body a little too much credit; sucking in my tummy and accentuating my hips. I looked pretty damn good, if I said so myself.

A familiar wrooping sound filled the room, and green light was cast across the wall. I was so used to it now, it didn’t even make me jump. I turned in time to see Rick stepping through the portal, looking sweaty and disheveled, clearly he’d just finished a show on another planet. He stalked towards me with a tired smirk, looking me up and down, humming appreciatively. He reached for me, cupping his hand around the back of my neck and pulling me in for a rough kiss, possessive.

“Mm, look at you; all, all dressed up for me.” He growled, his other hand moving to grip my waist. He kissed me again, his tongue slithering into my mouth and flicking against mine, I made a sound of protest against his lips, bringing my hands up to his chest. I tried to push him away, I really did, but my arms were weak and it was so fucking hard to resist Rick when he was like this. He was so passionate and grabby, squeezing at my everything and pulling me into his aura; infecting me with his insatiable lust.

“Rick-” I gasped as he moved his lips to my neck, sucking on my jugular and bringing up a purple blush that marked me as his. “Rick, stop. I can’t- I have a date.” I choked out, and he froze.

“A date? No, no you don’t.” He grumbled, pulling back to look at me. My lipstick was smeared over his lips and I reached a hand to his face, running my thumb across his mouth to remove the pigment.

“I do. My friend set it up.” I told him, and anger flashed in his eyes. His arms encircled my waist and he lifted me up. I squeaked, wrapping my arms and legs around him for stability as he carried me towards my bed. He threw me down, and I bounced up and down on the mattress, staring at him like a deer caught in the headlights. “Why should you care? You only like me because I spread my legs for you.” I pointed out to him, and he scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, sure. Tha-that’s the only reason I like you.” He muttered sarcastically, climbing on top of me and sitting over my thighs and pinning my wrists down on the bed, so I couldn’t move. Arousal stirred in me.

“Yeah. It is. I’m just your post-show fuck. Maybe I wanted something more.” I told him, narrowing my eyes. He groaned in annoyance, and I glanced down to notice his hard on straining against his tight pants. That did not stop my growing arousal.

“Something more? Wh-what, you want me to take you on dates and shit? I can- I can do that. You name the time and place, baby.” He said, bending down to plant kisses on my chest. My dress had slipped down a little, exposing more of my cleavage.

“What would be the point, Rick? There’s no meaning behind any of it, there’s no feelings there.” I went limp, staring up at the ceiling as he peppered me with kisses.

“God, you’re dumb.” I heard him say under his breath, and I wriggled violently on the bed in response, growling in anger.

“I’m not dumb!” I spat. He held me down with ease; he was stronger than he looked, and he shushed at me soothingly.

“Calm down, baby.” His voice was soft, and I couldn’t help but comply. “You think there’s no feelings here? Alright. I guess I could be a little more up front about it, I’m not exactly an open book when it comes to these things.” He nodded slowly, eyes scanning my face, my body.

“What?” I said, dumbfounded.

“You think I don’t feel anything for you? That’s bullshit, (y/n). Has been for weeks. I… you aren’t just my post-show fuck.” He told me, avoiding my eyes.

“Oh.” Was all I managed.

“I’m not- I don’t wanna talk about this shit right now. I’m tired and horny and I just wanna hear you moan my name.” He admitted, easing up his grip on my wrists and cupping my face instead. His lips met mine, and he rolled us over so I was on top. I rolled with it, sliding my hands down his body and unbuttoning his pants, I slid my hand inside, stroking him slowly.

“Oh God, I should probably text-” I started, my thoughts briefly turning back to the date I was due to be meeting in half an hour.

“No. Forget about it. Stand him up.” He interrupted, his head rolling back against the mattress and his eyes slipping closed. He moaned softly as I worked him.

“I feel bad.” I admitted.

“Leave it.” He said irritably, his voice slurring a little. I reached my free hand to his jaw, gripping it and shaking his head gently.

“Don’t you fall asleep on me.” I said harshly.

“I’m not, th-that feels good, I’m- I’m just resting my eyes.” He said, and I sighed heavily, letting go of him and tugging his pants down to his thighs. I don’t think he was expecting it when I gathered my dress up, pulled my underwear to the side and lowered myself onto his cock. His eyes flashed open, and his hands flew to my hips. “Argh, fuck. So good.” He said breathily, grinding up into me.

I started riding him at a punishing pace; taking what I needed from him. That’s what he gets for making me do all the work, I thought. He grunted loudly, his tired eyes rolling all over my face and chest, he licked his lips hungrily. He cursed under his breath and guided me up and down by my hips, pressing his head back into the mattress.

“Take-take your dress off, baby.” He told me, and I stilled for a moment, complying with his request; I pulled it up and over my head, tossing it behind me. “Oh wow, matching lingerie, huh? W-were you hoping to get some tonight with that, that date of yours?” He teased, though there was an edge of genuine annoyance in his tone. I frowned down at him, grinding my hips in circles to stimulate my clit against him.

“Jealousy doesn’t suit you, Rick.” I told him, and his brow furrowed in anger. He sat up on his elbows and thrust up into me, rough and unforgiving. I gasped at his sudden burst of energy, leaning back and balancing by my hands on his thighs.

“Jealous? You think- no it’s not jealousy, sweetheart. I’m pissed off.” He admitted, grunting with effort as he slammed into me, I was sure to have bruises by the end of it.

“Oh my- fuck… why?” I breathed, my body going weak with the pleasure.

“Because you’re mine.” He told me matter of factly, and I shivered at his words. “You’re- I don’t wanna share you. Don’t you get that?” He growled, and I nodded meekly.

“Rick…” I sighed, reaching a hand down to rub my clit in quick, tight circles. “I’m close.”

“Listen to me.” He said angrily, halting his thrusts. I let out a cry of disappointment, looking down at him with questions in my eyes. “I’m trying to tell you- I wanna… I think we should start making this, you know, like, mutually exclusive.” He said, sliding a hand up the front of my body, over my tummy. “I know I’ve said before that this is just a casual thing, a bit of fun, or whatever. But lately I… I don’t like the idea of you with other people.”

“If this is just about you being possessive and wanting to like, own me or some shit, well… well I want out.” I admitted, sitting up and crossing my arms over my chest. Rick sighed and shook his head. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me down so I was laying against his chest, he rolled his hips up in slow, sensual thrusts.

“No, it’s not like that. It’s like you said earlier, how you want more. I do too, but with you.” He said quietly into my ear. My body throbbed with sweet, warm pleasure, every slow grind of his cock against my g-spot filling me with tingles.

“Honestly?” I asked. I felt him nod his head. I leaned up and kissed him, and that was my answer. I needn’t bother verbalising it, because he knew from that kiss that I wanted it too.

He picked up his pace again, groaning against my lips with each thrust, his grip on me tightening. I felt myself building to the brink again, hanging by a thread as Rick’s movements became faster and messier as he chased his release. He parted his lips and moaned loudly with his eyes squeezed shut, and I felt him throbbing and spilling deep inside me. The slick sensation of being filled heightened my own pleasure, and I reached my peak with a gasp as he fucked me through his afterglow.

Rick slowed his thrusts but kept moving as long as his oversensitive cock would let him, and I buried my face in his shoulder. He kissed the side of my head, pulling out once the two of us were completely spent. I was rolled over onto my side, and Rick shifted to bury his face in my chest, sighing contently. He was still fully dressed, his limp cock just hanging out with his pants around his knees, but he didn’t seem to care at all. It was barely a minute before he was snoring softly, clearly knackered from the nightly shows he’d been performing that week.

I completely forgot about the guy who was waiting for me down at the local bar. I would wake up to receive two angry texts; one from him, and another from the friend that had set us up. And to be honest, I wouldn’t care at all.

#rick and morty #rick sanchez x reader #Flesh Curtains Rick x reader #fanfiction

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simmancy · 7 years ago

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Queue Update + Replies

I noted in the tags for today that I like having each day kind of “self-contained,” almost like chapters or episodes. I’m going to keep doing that for the next couple of weeks, so tomorrow and Thursday’s queues will be shorter than normal--5 posts tomorrow, between 4 and 10 PM EST, and 10 on Thursday, between 4 and 12 AM EST. So if my queue gets weird some days--that’s why.

This will also PROBABLY be my last big reply post til we’re done this section. Unless something comes up that needs answering immediately.

Tonight’s features replies to: @mdebunny, @mad-hatter-of-pluto, @simsplyirresistible, @romeo-and-simulet, @roxigirlysims, @frost-rainbowcy, @monets-pumpkins... IDK if I missed anyone.

First things first....

mdebunny replied to your photoset “Pastel Pastille Download - Founders Yes, including CC–I didn’t want to...”

These guys are being added to the Gumdrops world the next time I play them! :D

Aaaaah I can’t wait to see what they get up to! Seriously, if anyone plops them in their game, let me know!!!

mad-hatter-of-pluto replied to your photoset “These aren’t new looks, I just really liked how the OG cast’s...”

I miss CC

I miss CC too :( She was always really fun when she popped up.

simsplyirresistible replied to your photo “since it’s sunday…….. here’s a selfie feat. my sister (I am on the...”

I'm* so jelly I love her

IF YOU EVER GET A CHANCE, SEE HER LIVE.

There’s so much I can say about Halsey. I really, really love her. This was my second time seeing her live--I saw her in support of Badlands, as well. HFK was definitely more theatrical, but she’s... still very authentic, for a pop star. Towards the end, before singing “Is There Somewhere” from Room 93, she asked “Have you guys heard my EP?” And it was the cutest thing. Like she forgot for a second that “oh yeah, this is an arena tour that I’m headlining”... Which is exactly what she said afterwards.

I seriously love Halsey. I’ve been stanning her since my sister sent me a link to Room 93 and said, “OMG listen to this” and I’ll keep stanning her.

Also, Charli XCX opened which was kind of ???? for me--but she played like all of her bops... And did “Fancy” too haha.

simsplyirresistible replied to your photoset: “It seems like more than that? She spends a lot of...

bruh that sweater is so cute???

RIGHT???? It’s this one by WMS!!! I use those sweaters all the time on Veri.

Shifty Eyes...

romeo-and-simulet replied to your post “*opens up my game* *about to take pictures* gotta get something with...”

sims always Knows

simsplyirresistible replied to your post “*opens up my game* *about to take pictures* gotta get something with...”

is he in the cupboard?

They do always know.... And now my headcanon is that he did squeeze him into a cupboard to weep. There’s actually a closet right next to them though haha.

Justice for Chicory Cobalt

romeo-and-simulet replied to your photoset “Chicory: If it’s any consolation, Ambrosia is punished… for now. She...”

she deserves better :(

She so does :/ But, I don’t think we’ve seen the very last of her just yet.

Pastille Family Dynamics

simsplyirresistible replied to your photoset “Azura: Oh no! Which sister is having trouble? Sangria Plum: Veri....”

I mean at least she didnt eat her in the womb

OMFG. Well, I can certainly imagine Ria using that in a fight with Veri at some point, “YEAH WELL I SHOULD HAVE EATEN YOU IN THE WOMB.”

mdebunny replied to your photoset “Veri’s always been kind of weird about things, you know? Like, that’s...”

WAIT - Eggsy's extra??

Extra in the sense that Eggsy is the family drama queen. She’s way too damn much, nonstop 24/7. Ria doesn’t mean it in a bad way (the only one she has a negative opinion of is Tilly, and that’s just matter of fact. Tilly IS kind of a jerk!)

simsplyirresistible replied to your photoset “Luna: I got here as soon as I could. I’m sorry I couldn’t sooner–...”

I assume after what happened Luna will go a little easier on Veri, not entirely of course but ykno

Luna doesn’t know the whole story just yet. Veri gave Luna and Ria an abridged version that went something like, “Ries and I were hanging out and his father showed up and he was super awful and he called me names and made us break up and it was terrible.”

simsplyirresistible replied to your photoset: Sangria Plum: Right? It’s weird, right? Azura:...

lmao omg Ria so oblivious

It looks really obvious once Ria says it out loud, doesn’t it?

But just think--no one else in the house has connected the dots just yet. Some of what Veri’s doing is totally normal for her (after all, she DID mope around the house and sleep way too much after she and Ries were separated the first time; she IS more introverted than Ria or Eggsy)....

Snazzy Pants, Ver!

roxigirlysims replied to your photoset “Veri’s always been kind of weird about things, you know? Like, that’s...”

OMG THE PANTS. I'm dying

frost-rainbowcy replied to your photoset “Veri’s always been kind of weird about things, you know? Like, that’s...”

grilled cheese pants

I wasn’t gonna let the grilled cheese pants die!! I wonder if Ries knows she took them...

monets-pumpkins replied to your photoset: “It seems like more than that? She spends a lot of...

Wait is she pregnant????

frost-rainbowcy replied to your photoset “It seems like more than that? She spends a lot of time on the phone,...”

👀👀👀

berrysweetboutique replied to your photoset: “It seems like more than that? She spends a lot of...

simphonics replied to your photoset ““It seems like more than that? She spends a lot of time on the phone,...”

😳😳

prism-pop-asks replied to your photoset “Sangria Plum: Right? It’s weird, right? Azura: Ria… Sangria Plum: It...”

oH MY GOD DID THEY DO THAT LIKE...BUT HOW OH MY GOD

prism-pop-asks replied to your photoset “Sangria Plum: Right? It’s weird, right? Azura: Ria… Sangria Plum: It...”

I...BUT...I DIDNT THINK

monets-pumpkins replied to your photoset: Sangria Plum: Right? It’s weird, right? Azura:...

SHE IS

germansam replied to your photoset “It seems like more than that? She spends a lot of time on the phone,...”

But they didn't do the do tho??? Unless it was during a very real dream walk time

Pastille women: fertile as fuck. Even in dreams.

Jokes aside: Guys, they were virgins. It was not as amazing as it could have been... It was over and done in like a minute tops, Veri didn’t even get her sweater off yet!!

I... I really love my children, but I’ve been skipping over the more useless dialogue--I deleted a lot of writing and pictures of them being cute but awkward and a bit of “okay where does it go” type stuff--which is cute, and realistic, but didn’t fit well into the queue and dragged the scene out a looooooot longer than it was. So I cut it.

However, it WAS super unclear, so I’ll try to make it a little more clear in future :D

BONUS ROUND

simsplyirresistible replied to your photoset ““It seems like more than that? She spends a lot of time on the phone,...”

.....PEAS??

What? You’ve never had a bowl of mushy peas for breakfast?

(This was an in-game autonomous choice. Just woke up one morning and ate peas. WTF Ver. Come on)

#reply #queue update #simsplyirresistible #Frost-Rainbowcy #monets-pumpkins #mdebunny #roxigirlysims #romeo-and-simulet #mad-hatter-of-pluto

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