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If I may request a Rise fic!! I’m a huge sucker for comfort/cheer up tickles, so could you possibly write a disaster twins fic with Lee Leo and Ler Donnie where Leo’s been having a pretty bad day (because of what is your choice!) and ends up feeling self conscious about himself and stuff, so Donnie decides to cheer up his twin!! Please don’t feel rushed and make sure you’re taking care of yourself ^_^

~ 𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜!!! ~

💜💙 𝙵𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: 𝙰𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝙽𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 💜💙

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙼𝚂𝙺𝙽𝚂𝙽𝙺𝙼𝙳𝙽𝚂𝙹 𝙽𝙾𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙴 𝙾𝙷 𝙼𝚈 𝙶𝙾𝚂𝙷 𝚈𝙾𝚄. 𝙶𝙴𝚃. 𝙼𝙴!!! 𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑𝚑 𝚖𝚢 𝙻𝙾𝚁𝙳 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝙹𝙰𝙼!!! 𝙴𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚜…𝙶𝚘𝚍, 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑. 𝙻𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢..𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎…𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎’𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎??? 𝙻𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚌 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎!!!˚*• ̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*＊·̩̩̥͙

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝/𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜: 𝟺,𝟹𝟿𝟺

𝙻𝚎𝚎: 𝙻𝚎𝚘 🐢💙

𝙻𝚎𝚛: 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 🐢💜

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: 𝙳𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝙻𝚎𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍…𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠, 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝?

(𝙰/𝙽: 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚖𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚊 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝…𝙱𝚞𝚝 *𝙰𝙷𝙴𝙼* 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢: 𝙳𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚞𝚢! 𝚃*𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚔/𝙽𝚂𝙵𝚆 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝙳𝙽𝙸!!!)

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𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝙰𝚛𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏-𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚑𝚞𝚝𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙿𝙻𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙴 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚔!!! 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚣𝚢…

＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝚃𝙴𝙴𝙷𝙴𝙴 𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 🕺🏾✨💞🎶˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

“I can’t believe you’re doing this to me again.” Leo grumbled under his breath as he rested his mouth on his palm, glancing away from his brother as he sighed loudly.

“Well maybe if you weren’t so fucking reckless I wouldn’t need to.” Donnie growled lowly, glaring down at his twin.

“I’m not a baby, Don. I don’t need to be supervised like I’m some bomb triggered to explode.” The younger said in exasperation, lying down on his bed whilst grabbing a comic book to read off of his desk.

If Leo was going to be told off and scolded by his dear beloved brow-loving brother, he should at least have something to occupy himself with in the meanwhile.

The softshell groaned eternally at his little brother’s action, quickly snatching the piece of literature out of the other’s hands and throwing it effortlessly to the ground.

Uninterested lime green eyes locked with a determined yet fierce light golden, both of them refusing to look away or blink to show their dominance.

But after a while, the red eared slider grew more impatient, looking away again as he picked a hangnail on his thumb, “If you’re going to yell at me, can you just get it over with? I saw a reddit post predicting what’s going to happen in The Umbrella Academy season four and I need to read it.”

“You can read that later, Nardo. I promise you, that reddit post isn’t going to fly away.” The elder said as he pinched the bridge of his snout, “What I need you to do right now is acknowledge what you did today was stupid, alright?”

Leo looked away from his older brother, scoffing lightly, “I do stupid things all the time. What stupid action of mine are you wanting to scream at me for this time?”

The softshell turtle took a couple deep breaths at that comment, drumming his fingers on his left arm in a soothing motion because he was NOT going to give into the urge of strangling his twin brother…

…No matter how much he deserved it.

“I’m not planning on screaming at you— that won’t help anyone or anything.” The purple banded turtle explained calmly…but you could see and tell he was starting to lose his paitence.

“But you want to.” The red eared slider pressed on.

“Leo…please. I don’t want to argue right now.”

“We’re not arguing. We’re just kindly discussing my oh-so stupid descision that unfolded earlier today, right?” The younger twin smirked smugly, his eyes locking once again with his brother.

When it came to arguments, the leader in blue always had this wonderful tactic to avoiding things: attempting to annoy the other person so much that they drop the subject they wanted to discuss with him completely.

It always worked with Raph…which the red eared slider didn’t know whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.

But the only downside of doing this tactic was his dumb twin saw right through it…

…And Leonardo despised it.

“Nardo…you know what I’m referring to. And stop picking, please. Your going to hurt yourself.” The older attempted to say in a tranquil voice, but it personally just sounded like he was one second away from losing. his. shell.

“I sadly do not know what your referring to.” The blue cladded teen said coyly, picking on his hangnail more desperately now, “Care to enlighten me, Tello?”

Donnie’s expression hardened ever so slightly at his younger brother’s absolute persistence on annoying him out of his right mind so he could eventually drop the subject…but the softshell turtle was not budging.

His twin would have to try way harder than that.

“I’d love to.” The light golden eyed mutant said in a fake sweet tone as he walked over to lean his shell on Leo’s closed door, crossing his arms in disaproval. The elder grabbed his brother’s sword, planting it right next to his foot so the blue banded turtle couldn’t reach for it.

The red eared slider’s cocky grin turned to a small grimace (shake) as he soon came to terms with what his older brother was doing…

…He physically could not leave from this conversation…literally.

Leonardo crossed his arms, trying to mimick the other’s serious demeanor but was only met with an icy glare in return.

“What you did during today’s mission was completley reckless and idiotic, Leonardo…and you know it.” The second oldest said, “I had that thug exactly where I wanted him but noooooo. Because you saw me trip you thought it would be a spectacular idea to throw yourself on top of me as that hooligan tried to hit me with his bat!!” Donatello seethed.

“We’ve been over this multiple times, Leo! There was no reason for you to do that!” The light golden eyed teen yelled, his glare only hardening more as he saw the younger stuttering over his words to try to defend himself.

“I’m not done.” The taller teen growled, all of his calmness and collectiveness thrown completley out of the window.

The slider slightly flinched (which went un-noticed by the other) at his brother’s genuine angry tone, his left leg fidgeting and bouncing up and down like crazy.

His tactic was really starting to not work in his favour at all…

“Just…stop putting yourself in the middle of danger like you’re just expecting the rest of us to just watch. We’re your family…and most importantly, we can defend ourselves just fine.”

“Well ihisn’t that hypocritic!” Leonardo scoffed before creasing his eye ridges together in genuine confusion, mumbling to himself, “Hyp…uh…hypocrotic? Hyp…Hypocratic…?”

“Hypocritical?” The older deadpanned.

“YES! THAT WORD!” Leo said, “When we were fighting Kraang Prime on the ship and he went to take a blow at Mikey…what did you do?”

Donatello scowled, his eyes not leaving his twin, “…I went in front of him and shielded him with my mystic tech.”

“Exactly.” The lime green eyed mutant scoffed, “And how is that any different from what I did, hm?”

“BECAUSE I HAD A PLAN!!!” Donatello shouted, “I planned to accordingly go in front of Mikey so my sheild could protect both him and me. Did it end up turning out perfect? Fuck no. Kraang Prime slashed right through it and me and Mikey went tumbling towards the ground…” The glasses wielding teen said through clenched teeth.

The light golden eyed teen rubbed his face tiredly, his hands clenching and unclenching in frustration, “But I had a plan. You on the other hand, just zoomed recklessly on top of me and hoped for the best.”

“…I saved you, didn’t I…?” The younger twin mumbled out meekly, causing Donatello’s blood to absolutley boil.

“That’s not the point!!!” The elder said as he clenched his hands at his sides again.

“Then what is?!” Leo said desperately, “Because from the looks of it, it just seems like you want to yell at me for just doing my job.”

Leonardo pulled on his mask tails anxiously, trying to calm himself down but ultimately just making himself feel worse by doing the action, “I’ve been trying to be a better leader—“

“Leo—“

“—For you and Mikey and April and Raph and Casey and C.J. a-and Dad! But it seems like no matter what the hell I do there’s always something I’m doing WRONG!!!” The younger twin shouted, blinking back tears as he glared at the ground as if it took his Jupiter Jim comic.

Which…it did. The blue banded mutant wanted it back now, actually…

“I saved you! I-I didn’t even get hurt by doing it but somehow there’s an issue…” The lime green eyed teen murmured, both of his legs bouncing up and down as he tugged on his mask tails harder, “There always is…”

“Leonardo can you please just listen to me?” The older twin said in irritation.

“But Don I’m—“

“No, Leo! Just listen! That’s all you need to do!” Donnie snapped as he cut his brother off, “I don’t want you leaping head first into harms way! At all! Especially if you don’t have a plan!” The softshell turtle exclaimed as he flapped his hands against the side of his thighs, but his eye contanct remaining on his little brother.

“Oho so now you don’t trust me well enough to know that I can handle myself in combat?” Leo said in a last desperate attempt to make his brother drop the conversation.

“I…” The young scientist’s eye twitched, his eyebrows creasing together as he had to physically restrain himself to not beat the ever living crap out of the other teen, “THIS IS NOT ABOUT TRUST, NARDO!” The light golden eyed mutant screamed desperately, his hands flapping faster as the red eared slider shrunk at his usage of tone, “This is about you not even thinking about what would happen to yourself when you do reckless nonsense like this.”

Leo glanced to the side, his eyes watering as he bit the inside of his cheek.

He just wanted to help and be the leader his brother’s deserved…

But he always found a way to fuck it up without even noticing, huh?

"You don't think about what could happen to you and I hate it!” The elder cried, “What would’ve happened if Raph didn’t come behind the guy and knocked him out cold at the last second, huh?! Would you have just stayed right on me as he continued to beat you with his bat?!”

Leonardo bit the inside of his cheek harder, his legs bouncing up and down more as his fingernails dug unforgivingly into his arms, “I-I’m sorry, Donnie—”

“Or would you have tried to fight him instead?! Mind you, you dropped your sword before coming to me so you’d have no weapon to defend yourself.”

“You don't think about how much it scares me when you do dumb shit like that! I hate seeing you get hurt…I freaking loathe it.” Donnie rested the back of his head on Leo’s door, taking a couple deep breaths and hugging himself in an attempt to calm himself down.

Jeez…when the hell had he started yelling? His throat stung like a bitch now…

And when had he started shaking like a bobby head?!

The older twin’s expression softened, pinching the bridge of his snout once more, “I care about you…so fucking much, okay…?” The purple banded turtle said gently as he gradually started to simmer down and become more calm, “Your my twin…my little brother. And I hate to be repetitive but I-I just despise seeing you hurt…physically or emotionally…so please just…”

The young scientist’s eyes widened, peering down at his brother who did not seem to be following…at all.

Leo’s eyes were wide as saucers as he hit his arm with his fist repeatedly whilst obviously trying to suck in whatever tears dared to try and escape.

The taller turtle basically ran to his distressed twin, trying to stop him from harming himself any further but was only met with a low grunt.

Shit.

Shit. Shit. Fucking shit.

Wonderful job, Donatello! You yelled at your brother so much he shut down!

Even though you knew he can’t fucking stand being yelled at and the whole point of you even being here was to explain what he did wrong collectively and calmly because that was the exact oppositeof what Raph does when he’s worried…

But no! You yelled at him anyway.

Wonderful job, Donatello…wonderful. job.

The older twin sighed sadly, gently grabbing his brother’s wrists so he would stop hitting himself. The two brother’s shared eye contact once again, an unsure lime green meeting an understanding yet uncertain light golden.

“Nardo…” The softshell started, squeezing the other’s hands gently, “…Are you with me, bud…?”

Leo just nodded quietly, squeezing back.

“God…Nardo I’m so sorry…” The older muttered, “I don’t…I don’t know why the hell I lost my cool like that. I-I’m sorry I yelled. I shouldn’t of yelled…I-I just…” Donatello sighed, squeezing his brother’s hands once again. “I’m not angry with you. I…I was just frustrated.”

“Well, no…let me rephrase: I am angry with you— livid even. You know damn well enough that when you do those kinds of things my heart literally jumps out of my shell. I need you to put into consideration that I would like to live to at least seventy-seven…”

The younger twin giggled wetly, fidgeting with his brother’s fingers as he spoke, “…Why seventy-seven?”

“Albert Einstein died when he was seventy-six…I can and will outlive him.” The light golden eyed teen said matter-of-factly, “But back to what I was initially saying…I know you meant well. You saw that I was in trouble…and you dropped literally everything in order to help me get out of said trouble. You don’t think of what happens to you…you just do it because you’ll know if you do we’ll be alright…”

“I-I just…I just wanted to protect you…I-I just wanted to help…” Leo tried to explain.

“I know. I know, Lee…” Donatello sighed, rubbing the slider’s knuckles gently with his thumb, “But you need to understand that with you trying to protect us that way, your putting us in the same situation your trying to keep us away from.” The elder explained lightly, smiling softly as him and his twin’s forehead’s touched.

“You’re getting hurt— or at the very least almost getting hurt. We’re feeling the same anguish and guilt you would feel if any of us did that. I get that you want to be a good leader and shit…but you can lead well without doing that…okay?”

Leo fiddled with the other’s fingers a bit more, his bouncing leg starting to calm a bit, “I’ll…try to be more careful when it comes to me protecting you guys like that. When I see you all in trouble…I just…react. I don’t really care about what happens to me as long as you guys end up okay. But…I’ll try to be more careful. And if I ever end up, like, being a bit too reckless…you can just tell me…deal?”

“Deal.” Donnie nodded, squeezing Leo’s hands one last time before letting go, wiping his twin’s eyes with his hoodie sleeve, “Now please stop crying or you’re going to make me start crying.”

Leo snorted, examining the other’s now tearing up expression, “I think it’s a bit too late for that…”

“GAH! FUHUCK!” Donnie cursed, wiping his own eyes as the slider laughed loudly at his exclamation.

“Leo…don’t you think you’re getting a bit too big for this…?” Donatello grumbled as Leonardo was on his lap, getting all nice and comfy as he rested his chin on the older’s shoulder. “Noooope.” Leo drawed out, making a dramatic popping noise at the end of the 'p', “'Sides, this is what you get for making me emo earlier.”

“…I said I was sorry…I didn’t mean to shout at you like that. I was just concerned…”

“I know that, you worrywart. I was just kidding.” The lime green eyed teen said lovingly, squishing his brother into a tighter embrace. The older let out a short shriek at the hug but of course didn’t mind the other being so clingy.

If the young scientist really and truly did mind? Leo would’ve been pushed to the floor by now.

The two twins shared a comfortable silence…well…a semi-comfortable silence.

The purple banded teen felt…off. His younger brother had this…look in his eyes; like he wanted to say something but was afraid of what Donnie would say or how Donnie would react.

Which was so damn dumb Donatello didn’t even know how to explain it.

“…There’s something else on your mind.” The taller turtle hummed, his suspicions only rising as the other glanced to the side. “Uhm…no there isn’t. See? This is why I call you a worrywart.” Leonardo said, tapping his fingers on his thigh nervously.

Very convincing Leo…very convincing.

“Don’t even try lying to me, Leon. My older brother and twin senses are tingling. You can’t argue against that kind of logic.” The scientist said matter-of-factly.

“What are you, Spiderman?” The younger snorted.

“We shall never know.” The older shrugged, a small smile spreading to his face as he saw the other snort softly at his statement, “Now stop deflecting. Spill.”

“…Can you…adjust my elbow braces…?” The red eared slider muttered.

“…Why can’t you do it?” The other questioned. Not in a malicious way; he was just genuinely curious.

“I like it when you do it. You make it more firm, y'know?” The blue banded turtle whined dramatically, “Pleeeeeease?”

“Ugh, Jesus— fine. But drop the pout…you look ridiculous.” The taller mutant sighed, lightly grabbing his brother’s arm as he readjusted the braces.

The purple banded turtle meticulously took off the other’s left arm brace, tracing his twin’s elbow to make sure it was healing correctly— which the slider couldn’t help but wriggle slightly to.

As the older twin put the brace back on, he looked at the other turtle in complete worry, “…Why are you squirming around so much?” Donatello asked in confusion.

“…No reason.” Leonardo stated, but let out a tiny squeak as Donnie lightly pinched his forearm.

“Yohou okay…?” The glasses wielding mutant giggled.

“I-I’m fihine!” The smaller turtle insisted, covering his mouth as he let out a loud shriek in result to his brother now lightly scribbling his forearm. “EEEEE! P-Plehease moohoove yohour hahahand!!” The younger sputtered out, hiding his face in the crook of the scientist’s neck which the older turtle couldn’t help but let his heart melt to.

“Oh.” Donatello hummed, biting back an amused laugh, “Sorry. Sometimes I forget how ticklish you are…”

“Snrt I-Ihihi’m nahat ticklish. I juhust don’t wahant your hand thehere…”

And isn’t that quaint.

If Donnie had a penny for every time Leo said he 'wasn’t ticklish', the softshell would be richer than Elon Musk.

“…Right. So…you wouldn’t mind me doing this then?” The young genius mused as he scribbled one hand over his twin’s ribs. “EEEEHEH! Duhuhude noHOH!! F-Fuhuck yohou!” The younger twin managed through his small giggles, pushing on his brother’s plastron to try and escape while he still could.

The elder laughed fondly at his little brother’s futile actions, hugging him closer as he lightly tickled him, “Nahardo! My brohohother in Christ gehet back here or you’re gohoing to fahall off of the bed!

“N-NOHO!! LEHET ME GO!” The lime green eyed teen screeched loudly, kicking his legs and pushing even harder on the other’s plastron, his eye’s widening in panic as his older brother casually lifted him up and pinned his arms above his head, his plastron now facing up on the bed.

Eugh boy…

Donnie grinned, sitting on the other’s thighs as he wiggled his unoccupied fingers in the air near the slider’s side, “That’s better~!”

“WAHAIT WAHAHAIT snrt PLEHEASE DEEHEE!!” The red eared slider cried, kicking his legs from underneath the scientist.

If he was going to go down…he would at least go down fighting.

“I haven’t even touched you yet, you goof…” The older twin chuckled.

“B-BUHUT YOHOUR GOHOHONNA!”

“'Gonna' what, exactly?”

“TihiHICKLE ME!!”

“Tickle you? Well, why didn’t you just say so in the first place?” Donatello snickered, using his free hand to skitter his fingers along the crook’s of the younger’s neck.

The blue banded turtle squealed, shaking his head back in forth whilst scrunching his shoulders, “GAHaha— snrt EEEEHEEHEH oho cohome snrt OHAHAN!!”

“What’s wrong, Leo? I thought you said you weren’t ticklish~?” The older teased.

“Snrt STHDHAHAH! Shuhut UP! IHI’M naHAT!” The younger shouted, tugging and pulling his arms to try and get his hand’s free from the other’s grasp. Donnie just laughed softly at the action, wiggling his fingers above his little brother’s stomach.

The lime green eyed teen’s eyes widened in panic, thrashing in the hold to try and loosen his brother’s grip but the purple banded turtle did not budge even a smidge.

Leo’s laughs became more giddy and loud as he continued to squirm, small squeals and snorts escaping his beak as his twin brother’s hand went sloooooowly to his stomach.

“N-NOHO NONONONO DAHA— snrt DOHON!!” The smaller turtle snorted, hiding his face in the side of his arm which Donnie couldn’t help but giggle to.

The light golden eyed mutant rested his hand on the slider’s plastron, making the younger turtle’s laugh raise almost a thousand octaves.

“DOHON’T snrt DOHON’T DOHOHON’T snrt YOU DARE!! YOHOUR SOHO MEEHEEHEEAN!!” Leonardo whined, hiding deeper into his arm and becoming a giggly flustered mess.

The older twin shook his head fondly at his little brother’s embarrassed state, taking the opportunity to tickle the younger’s stomach while he wasn’t looking.

Leo let out a loud scream, descending into high-pitched cackles as even louder snorts followed, “HAHAHAHELP!! IHI’M SNRT BEEHEEING SLAHAHAUTERED!!”

“I’m quite literally only using one hand, Nardo. Stop being dramatic.” The light golden eyed teen mused whilst watching his brother snort and squirm, “And here I thought I was the dancer of the family. Look at you! You’re making up a whole dance routine right now!” He said as he let go of Leo, crossing his arms in amusement.

“S-Shuhuhut snrt up…” The younger twin wheezed out, hugging his middles as he playfully glared at his purple loving brother.

Then, a lightbulb went on in the scientist’s brain, a smug smile spreading to his face, “Hm…you know, Lee—”

“Dohont call snrt me thahat!” Leo giggly interupted.

“Uh-huh. Well, Lee…did you know that the underarms are one of the warmest places on the human body?” The scientist said.

The lime green eyed mutant cocked his head to the side in confusion, “Soho?”

“Soooo my hands are cold. Very cold, in fact. I’d be forever in your debt if you could—”

“NO! NONOHO WAHAY IN HEHELL! G-GOHO AWAHAHAY!” Leo squealed, reaching for his brother’s wrists as the elder tried to tickle his neck once again.

Sigh…Leonardo made this too damn easy sometimes.

The glasses wielding teen wasn’t just going to miss this oh-so-definetly-not-planned opportunity! The softshell scribbled his fingers along the slider’s underarms, making the younger let out a loud squawk as he shot his arms down.

“NAHAH AHAHAHA— snrt GEHET THEHE HEHELL OHAHA— snrt OHOHOUT!!” Leonardo cried while banging his heels on the bed.

“What~?” Donnie hummed inocently.

“GEHEHET AHA— snrt GEHET. OHOUT. OHOF THEHEHERE!”

“Awe…why~?”

“BEEHEECAUSE IHIT’S SOHO BAHAHAD!!!”

“And?” Donnie chuckled, “That sounds like a you problem, little brother.”

“AHHHAHA— snrt GAHAHAD FUHUCK YOHOU!!!”

“Pardon…what was that?” Donnie questioned as he pinched where Leo’s hip met his thigh. “N-NONO— snrt NAHAHAH!! I CAN’T— snrt PLEHEHEASE I’M snrt SORRY!! I-IHI TAHAHAKE IHIT BAHAHCK!!”

“Nah…I think I’ll just stay riiiiight here for a bit…” The taller turtle smiled, using both of his hands now to tickle Leo into a laughing and snorting blob.

The younger weakly hit his big brother’s arms, throwing his head back as he squeezed his eyes completely shut.

“…And you know what, Lee~?”

“WHAHAHAT NOW?!”

“I’m feeling…kind of famished.” The elder mused, his smile almost looking like the signature Joker’s as he saw his younger brother’s face pale.

Leonardo scrambled to sit up, fighting with his brother’s arms as he giggly protested, “PLAHA— snrt PLAHAHEASE! PLEHEASE snrt D-DOHON’T!!”

Donnie pinched his brother’s thighs unforgivingly, “You should have thought about that before yapping such ill nonsense about yourself.”

“WHAHA— snrt WHAHAHA— snrt WHAHAT DIHID snrt IHIHI snrt EVEN SAHAHAY?!” The lime green eyed turtle cackled, flapping his hands on the mattress.

It took literally everything in the older twin not to coo his baby brother’s adorable actions; instead, he lightly moved Leo’s hands away, smiling evily as he lowered his head to the other’s plastron, “You don’t even know. Guess you really want this, huh~?”

The blue banded teen kicked his knees into his brother’s shoulders and shell, throwing his head back in complete hysterics whilst waiting for him complete and utter demise.

The softshell wasted no time blowing raspberries after raspberries in the middle of his younger’s stomach, making sure to move the other’s hands away any time he tried to push at the young genius’ head.

Donnie didn’t feel like getting brain damage after all.

Plus, he had his signature glasses ᴅᴏɴᴀᴛᴇʟʟᴏ ᴛᴍ on! And those were trademarked…as you can wonderfully see.

“God…can you get more ticklish?” Donatello giggled, squeezing and squishing the red eared slider’s knees with one hand and scribbling his sides with the other whilst contuinung to raspberry Leo’s stomach.

“DEEHEE DEEHEEHEE SNRT PLEHEHEASE!!! IHI SNRT DAHAHAH— SNRT DAHA— SNRT DAHUNNO!!” The smaller turtle screamed, happy stimming with his arms on the taller twin’s shoulder.

Donnie couldn’t help but chuckle, deciding to show his twin a tad bit of mercy as he nibbled his stomach lightly.

The slider let out bloody murder from his beak, happy tears threatening to fall from his eyes as his bubbly cackles and snorts bounced off the walls of his room.

“Jeez…I think Peppa Pig has some competition, huh~?” The light golden eyed mutant snickered.

“PLEHEHEASE!! TEHEHELLO SNRT IHI’M GOH— SNRT GOHOHA— AHAHA SNRT MYHYHY SNRTGAHAHAHAD!!!” The smaller teen pleaded.

“Do you promise to stop putting yourself in between danger and your family?” The older hummed.

“YEHEHES!!” The younger cried loudly.

“Do you promise to go easier on yourself?”

“YAHA— SNRT YAHA— SNRT YEHEHES!!!”

“Do you promise to accept your doing an amazing job as leader and we all love you—”

“MY SNRT FUHUHUCKING SNRT GAHAHAD!!! IHIHI SNRT GEHET IT!!” Leonardo shouted, his blush now completley blending into the red stripes on his face.

The softshell turtle got off of the other, sitting next to his little brother as his little brother in question hugged his middles and giggled tiredly.

“Y-Yohou could ohof juhuhust sahaid ahall of thahat wihihithout tickling meeheee…” The younger grumbled despite the evident smile on his face.

“And where’s the fun in that?” Donnie smiled back, his expression softening as Leo got up and leaned against him softly. The older wraped an arm around the younger’s shoulder, pulling him closer into a warm, protective gesture.

“Ahand would yohohou look ahat that! Ihi got yohour emo bahad boy ahahass to smile todahay. Your eheeven hugging me~!” The blue banded leader spoke softly, his voice filled with affection as he poked his twin’s forehead cheekily.

“You tell anyone that and I will not hesitate to deny that extremely untrue statement.” The scientist huffed, rolling his eyes fondly as his smile spread.

·̩̩̥͙＊*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚𝙵𝙸𝙽˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚＊·̩̩̥͙

(𝙿.𝚂.: 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚌, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐!!!)

#Rottmnt tickle #Rottmnt tickle fic #Lee!Leo #Ler!Donnie #WHOOOOOO BOYYYYYY…#I’m sorry but I’m not sorry 🫶🏾#Angst is like my second child 👶🏾💘💞💝💖💗#But I feel like I need to explain some stuff bc this fandom is probably holding me at gunpoint rn 😅🔫#The reason why I feel like Leo and Raph had so many disagreements when Leon became leader is bc Leo can’t handle yelling #LIKE AT ALL— he just sees it as whomever is yelling means their mad #So if Raphie boy was like: “I CARE ABOUT YOU AND LOVE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH YOU DUMB ASS BITCH WHY CAN’T YOU JUST BE CAREFUL⁉️”#Leo would hear it as: “I HATE YOU SO MUCH RN WHY CAN’T YOU DO ANYTHING RIGHT⁉️”#This fandom has been sleeping on AuDHD Leo for Y E A R S and I shall not be silent anymore its SOOOOOOO OBVIOUS 😭‼️#I could not remember the word “hypocritical” for the LIFE of me…when I searched it up I probs wrote “hippopotamus”#Leon is trying PLEAAAASE catch him a break 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾#Older twin Donnie is canon idgaf I was in the writers room TRUST 👏🏾💗💞💝💕#Big bro senses 🤝🏾 Twin senses #Donnie is fucking UNSTOPPABLE 🤌🏾…bud does need to learn how to control is volume when upset tho eheheheh #He genuinely doesn’t know when he’s gradually getting louder or more upset…that’s why he was so panicked when Leo had his lil meltdown LOL #Raphie just expresses his worry with yelling…ex: “AND NOT EAT POSION‼️‼️‼️”#Oh yeah this takes place a couple months after the Invasion…so everyone is like healed and everything but yk they’re still traumatized obvs #😌👍🏾#Leo’s lil tactic on dropping convo’s is a HC I have so don’t quote me on it 🙌🏾#GDGDGSHSN I ALSO NEED PPL TO DRAW DON WEARING HIS GLASSES MORE OFTEN HE’S SUCH A CUTIE PATOOTIE 💝💘💕💗💖💞💓🩷#But tysm Nonnie!!! This was a TON of fun to write!#Make sure your taking care of yourself and drinking water— or at least get a snack 🥰#But after the mission Raph was SEETHING…and usually Don tries to talk to Leon instead cuz like he doesn’t want either party being upset #Nor does he want either of them to feel overwhelmed. So when Leo was like “Ur doing this to me again?!” Hes referring to all the times Don #<- has done that #Leo doesn’t like feeling pitied but it’s not Don’s intention to make him feel that way he just loves him family

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Moonlight Submission

Submitted by @truckfreaks!! A ficlet for moonlight aaaah!!!! I love the portrayal of both Sunlight and Sans in here!!! Give it a read its lovely (♥ω♥ ) Love your writing style!!

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i mentioned the other day i had a lil ficlet of an idea, thanks again for being open for submissions :D

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“…Waning?”

You racked your brain for a moment, wondering where you’d heard the word. It sounded familiar enough. Suddenly, a memory plays in your head…

That’s right. It was during a phase where you had been particularly enamored with Greece. So many curious human minds fighting to make sense of the world around them, and stars, how close they’d gotten! As often as you could, you’d trickle into the sophists’ studies with the early morning, quietly listening from the floor until Sun called you home. Being a daughter of the cosmos, you always delighted in entertaining their theories about gods, the stars, the planets -

The planets. Ah. That’s why it sounded familiar.

“yes, starlight. waning,” spoke a decidedly exhausted voice from the shadows behind the bars in front of you. You knew that voice by now, but you’d never heard him sound quite this… defeated.

How many times had you made this trip now? Although the God of the Moon terrified you in ways you didn’t understand, he intrigued you in ways you understood even less. Here he was, an ancient, powerful, downright dangerous force of nature, and yet… despite his obvious strength, his restraints rendered him inert. You think you might pity him more than anything, the way his magic crackles and trills in the air around you at the sight of a damned bun cake.

Clearly, you thought, he was suffering in here. And with ample reason. But this - this waning, it was different.

“I remember,” you begin cautiously, “hearing the old astronomy teachers of Earth discussing your phases.”

A humorless laugh huffed from behind the bars, punctuated by the tinkling of shackles. “i know i’m not exactly a welcome topic of conversation amongst your family, but have they really gone so far as to scrub me entirely from your education? you had to hear about this from earth?”

It was true, you had to admit. Sun had all but forbade the topic outright, only mentioning that once there was a Moon God, and he is no longer welcome in their halls. Everything else was whispered rumors swapped amongst sisters like scandalous gossip, ghost stories, telephone secrets… and after all, isn’t that why you came here in the first place?

Besides, something was just different about him today. All of the bite and none of the teeth … not like the other times. You felt brave.

“I thought you were supposed to be convincing me that you’ve come around on this whole ‘hating the earth’ thing,” you drawled. “Or do you just welcome me back here because you like their cakes?”

From the shadow, a single skeletal digit, then two, then an entire hand, reached through the barrier to wrap gently around a pole of steel. You had barely been able to see him this entire time - he seemed content to accept your refusal to feed him this time, settling for rolling the small buns to him through the partition. But now, in this prison that seemed impossibly dark, yet darker than you’d ever seen it before, he pulled himself into view…

…And he looked awful.

Somehow paler, somehow more gaunt, somehow less imposing. The Moon God before you was not the one you’d first met so many revolutions ago. This one felt like a caricature. A joke. Even the crescent of a smile that played on his face, always on his face, felt forced. There was none of the sick, manic joy you’d seen when he tried to pull at you, when he licked you, all of the times he went out of his way to make you so damn uncomfortable.

When he spoke, it was like the rustle of dead leaves.

“neither. but you knew that.”

He leaned weakly against the wall, lit just well enough to accentuate the deep lines and grooves across his bony features. Why did it fill you with so much hurt to hear him like this? Before you could stop yourself, you felt your brow furrow, your feet moving forward, one step, then two, then he was aglow with the light of you and so much more … relaxed? Or maybe it was relief.

“Sans-“

“please,” he said, wincing at the name. “don’t do this now.”

“Do … what?” you asked. But you knew what he meant, didn’t you? Normally, at this range, you’d have instinctively reeled backward at his advance, imprisoned or not - a reactive behavior he loved to use to toy with you. This time, he was the one who recoiled.

All bite. No teeth.

You tried again. “… Is it like being sick? I mean, it’s a cycle, right? So you’ll be okay in a few days,” you offered.

“sick?” he spat back, recovering his normal demeanor quickly. The echo of his dragging chains filled the room as he brought himself up to his full height, face to the bars, hands clutching at the cool metal with a controlled grip. “there’s nothing wrong with me. see me, child. do i not look as i always have?”

His eyelights flared white hot, then faded, like he had focused on something far away.

“do i no longer terrify you?”

You stared back at him, baffled. “You never…” you began, but caught yourself. Don’t lie. You were afraid. But you wanted to understand.

“never?” he asked quietly, face softening when his eyelights sharpen enough to meet yours. They jump and flicker and trace your body until -

“i welcome you back here for no reason but your company, lux. i need no food. i need no shelter. i need no enrichment.”

His voice dropped to a whisper. “i need no forgiveness.”

He drew down so his face was level with yours, so small compared to the sheer size, the impossible geometry of him, and studied you reverently. It was the first time he’d looked at you with something other than some kind of hunger. You stared back, unblinking, while you raised one small hand against your better judgement.

He breathed imperceptibly when your fingers hovered over his, and you jumped when you felt the slightest tracing of bone against your palm. Your eyes dart to your hand, like this is the same damn thing all over again, like you made the same stupid mistake, but … nothing happened. He didn’t move. And despite every atom in your being screaming not to, you placed your hand on his.

“you’re so warm,” he said with an air of surprise and a rare, genuine smile. “that’s what makes you so different, you know. i see it now.”

He places another hand over yours, now clasped between his, and sinks down to the ground completely. You slowly sat yourself in front of him, still staring, still marveling at your own bravery - or foolishness.

“the new moon is cold. dark.” One digit traces softly at your wrist. “nothing at all like you.”

The light reflected in his face flared as you realized with heady embarrassment that you were positively flushed. The God of the Moon, this creature of rumor and disgrace and death, simply chuckled and grinned, reveling in the heat like a cat.

That was enough to bring you out your ridiculous reverie. “You seem fine to me,” you snap, taking your hand away and sitting back a little farther. Stars, you could still feel yourself burning.

His hands drew back to his sides as his massive form faded back into the dark. “you know, little one, i feel better already.”

Good, you think, gathering your things. I’ve had enough of being made a fool of for one day.

“but,” he added, his grin catching the flicker of your light, “i would really like it if you stayed just a bit longer. who knows what those fools on earth were teaching you. why not hear it from me?” Your eyes narrowed at him in stern disbelief.

“i’m serious. please,” he said a little too quickly. “stay.”

You weighed your options, until…

“… One lesson.”

You set your things back on the ground. Sighing, you lean forward until you’re laying on your stomach, your head in your hands. Just like you used to stretch across the floor of those old Grecian homes, listening to the sophists. His face lit up as you drew closer, his pitch sockets softened in the glow.

“i suppose i’d better make it a good one.”

#submission #ahhhh a fic submission!!!!#my beloved!!!#*hughs this*#i love the nickname lux #almost sounds like lov…#theyre so soft TAT #ALSO THERES SOME BANGER LINES IN THIS #the characterization is spot on lemme say #im eating this so much #moonlight #fanart #i want people to see this >:0 #bc it deserves to be read!#also thank you so much auhjgjd #what a delight #i ramble bc i love it auhehe

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Hold My Hand: John Wick x Reader Chapter 147

warnings: nsfw HMH masterlist

Standing at the sink, you wash up several bottles as Ronan babbles away in her bouncer. She’s very talkative lately, which just means she’s most likely going to be saying her first word soon. Right now she’s mostly just babbling a string of consonants and vowels, but every now and then she’ll babble ‘baba’ over and over, which always makes you laugh and poke fun at John. He doesn’t find it as amusing.

You look over at her as she waves her arms and kicks her legs, squealing loudly with delight. You smile as you dry off your hands and walk over to her, then you kneel down and tickle her chunky little belly as she giggles.

“You’re so happy today, bug.” you smile, then you pick her up and bounce her in your arms. “Where’s daddy, huh?”

About an hour after breakfast, John left to go do something, but he wouldn’t say what. You’re sure it’s nothing big, but he did say that he’d be home before lunch. It’s currently 1:30, and Ronan has just woken up from her afternoon nap. You thought John would be back by now.

You kiss Ronan’s cheek as you walk into the living room, and you look over when you hear John’s Mustang pulling into the driveway. You walk over to the window with Ronan and point out the window, and you smile when Ronan spots John.

“Is that daddy?” you smile as Ronan bounces and waves her arms in excitement of seeing her favorite guy. You put Ronan down on the floor and watch as she rocks back and forth, and you smile when you see John open the front door, “There’s your daddy!”

John smiles as he walks in, taking off his sunglasses to get a better look, “Hi, baby girl. Are you crawling?”

“She’s trying!” you laugh as you walk over to John and lean up to kiss him. “Hi, baby.”

“Mm, one more, beautiful.” John smiles as he leans down to kiss you again. “Wait, another one.”

John wraps his arms around you and holds you as he kisses you repeatedly, then he presses a kiss to your forehead before he leans back and looks at you. You smile when your eyes meet, then you look over when Ronan grunts and cries loudly since she can’t crawl over to John.

“Oh, I know, it’s just so frustrating!” you laugh as you walk over to pick her up, “You just want to see him, don’t you?”

Ronan kicks her legs and reaches out for John as you get closer to him, then she giggles and squeals as he takes her and kisses her cheek. She reaches up and puts her hands on his face, then she laughs when he playfully nibbles on her fingers. Ronan babbles and drools as she ‘talks’ to John, then she claps her hands together and giggles.

“She’s very happy today.”

You laugh as you walk over to sit on the couch, “When isn’t she? She’s a very happy baby, we’re lucky.”

John kisses Ronan’s cheek as he walks over to sit next to you, then he sets Ronan on his knee and bounces her as she laughs, “What have you been up to?”

“Not much. Amanda called and asked if I wanted to have a mom night with her and Tess this weekend.” you say as you look over at him, “Just grabbing some dinner in the city. If that’s…”

“Don’t even ask if it’s okay.” John looks over at you and shakes his head, “You don’t need to ask permission.”

You nod as you shrug, “I just didn’t know if you had plans.”

“Hanging out with my bug.” he says, bouncing Ronan on his knee, then he looks over at you, “And missing you.”

“John!” you sigh as he laughs.

John nudges your shoulder and laughs, “I’m teasing. Go out, have fun. I’ll be waiting for you to come back.”

“It’s not until Friday night.” you smile as you scoot closer.

“Fingers crossed that you don’t have a massive hangover.” John teases, and you playfully roll your eyes before you lean up to kiss him. He looks back at Ronan as she chews on her hands, then he bounces her again, “Ro, can you say dada?”

You smile as Ronan looks up at John with her big beautiful brown eyes, then she squeals and begins to babble. You get up from the couch to get a bib for her since she’s drooling quite a bit today, and you put it on her and sit back down next to John. Ronan babbles as John continues to try to get her to say dada, and you laugh as you watch the two of them.

“Ro, can you say momma?” you smile as you lean forward, and she looks over at you as she smiles, “Yeah, I’m your momma.”

“Momma,” John says as he points at you, “That’s momma.”

Ronan looks at John as he talks, then she kicks her legs and pants, getting herself all worked up. She continues to babble and say baba over and over until she finally says something to stop you and John from laughing. The two of you look at each other for a moment, then you start to laugh again.

“You heard that too, right?”

You laugh as you nod, “Yeah!”

“Da…da…” Ronan babbles as you laugh, and you look over to see tears in John’s eyes. “Dadadadada.”

“That’s right, baby, that’s your dada!” you smile as you point at John, “Where is dada?”

Ronan looks at you, then she reaches up for John as she continues to say dada. You wipe away the tear on your cheek as you laugh, and you lean over to kiss John’s cheek as he hugs Ronan. John laughs as he starts to cry, and you cry even harder seeing how happy he is to hear Ronan’s first word. You reach out to wipe the tear off his cheek, and he laughs when he looks over to see you cry.

“I wasn’t expecting her to say it yet!” he laughs, wrapping his arm around your shoulder to hug you, then he sniffles as you sit back up, “Oh, man, Ro, you got us crying!”

“Oh, shit! I need to write this down!” you get up and run upstairs to Ronan’s room, then you grab her baby book and make your way back to the living room. You smile when you see John still hugging Ronan tight, and he doesn’t even seem to mind that she’s drooling all down the sleeve of his shirt. You sit down next to them and open her baby book, “Okay, Miss Ronan, today’s date is…”

“April 12th.” John says, then he looks at his watch, “And it is 1:49.”

You smile as you write down the date and time, then you look up at Ronan and lean over to kiss her cheek, “Ro’s first word: Dada.”

“God, she’s getting so big.” John says, sitting her down between the two of you on the couch, “Look at her.”

You set the book on the coffee table, then you turn to face them on the couch, “She is, but we still have so long to go.”

John chuckles as he reaches over to touch your cheek, “She’ll say momma next.”

“She better otherwise I’m kicking her butt out!” you joke, then you hold tight to her hands so she can stand up, “She’s gonna start crawling soon too.”

“Talking and crawling,” John exhales dramatically as he sits back on the couch, “Gonna have our hands full.”

You laugh as you watch Ronan sitting in your lap, then you look at John and nod, “That we are. So, how was your day been? Where did you go?”

“Still not telling you.” he says, and you jokingly groan, “I was wondering, my sweet peach, if you’d want to go somewhere with me.”

You perk up and smile, “Where?”

“Well, I can’t tell you.” he laughs as he gets up from the couch, and Ronan reaches up for him as she says dada again. John looks down at her and smiles as he kneels down, “Me?”

Ronan reaches out for John and tugs at his beard, then she leans forward and bites his nose as he laughs. He holds her tight as he stands up, then he reaches for your hand and smiles when you stand up next to him.

“Get your purse and shoes.” he smiles, leaning down to kiss you, “I have a surprise for you.”

You smile as you look up at him, then you walk over to get your favorite ankle booties on, but you glance over when John makes a noise, “What?”

“We’ll be walking.” he says, looking down at your shoes, “Are you sure you want to wear those?”

Squinting your eyes a little, you grab the sandals next to the door and hold them up, “These good?”

“Yeah.” he nods, then he looks out the window, “Also it’s a little warm.”

You look up at him and laugh, “Why don’t you go pick out my outfit then?”

John bounces Ronan in his arms as he walks upstairs, and you follow behind them to your bedroom. You watch as John holds Ronan in one hand, then he opens the closet and sifts through your clothes. He pulls out a denim jean romper and holds it up as he looks over at you, a sweet smile spreading on his face.

“Uh,” you shrug as you walk over, “Sure. Anything else you want me to do?”

“Nope.” John smiles, looking at you, “You look beautiful today.”

You narrow your eyes a little as you look at him, “Can you tell me one thing?”

“Maybe.”

“Will I regret not wearing makeup by the end of the night?” you ask, and John looks at you, then he nods a little. “So that means I’ll be seeing people.”

John laughs, “Well, you already know that I think you’re the most beautiful woman, with or without makeup. I think you’re stunning always.”

Letting out a small laugh, you look over at him, “You’re sweet.”

You pull your shirt over your head and take off your pants, then you walk over to the mirror to make sure the romper looks okay on you. You turn a little to make sure it’s not too short on your butt, and you laugh when John reaches out to spank you.

“Okay, well, put Ro in something since you said it’s warm out. Just some leggings and a t-shirt is probably best.” you say as you back away, “I have to do my makeup now.”

John laughs, “Got it, boss lady.”

You laugh quietly as you walk into the bathroom to put on a little bit of makeup, and you start to get more curious about what John could be up to. He’s very spontaneous and he loves to surprise you with things, but you’re wondering what he could have been up to this morning.

Leaning forward, you put on a thin layer of lipstick, then you check yourself in the mirror and smile at yourself. You look really good! Your lashes actually cooperated with you today!

You head back out to the bedroom and grab out some different shoes that will match your outfit and be a little more comfortable to walk in, then you smile as you walk down the hallway to Ronan’s room. You peek around the corner to see John changing her diaper as he talks to her, then he leans down to kiss her.

“We’re gonna surprise momma.” John whispers, then he leans down to kiss her again. He stands her up in front of him as he fixes her leggings, then he grabs the peach colored dress and puts it on her before grabbing the headband with the big bow that she’ll definitely pull off after 5 minutes. “My beautiful little girl.”

You smile as John turns around, “God, I love watching you with her. You’re the best dad.”

“And you’re the best mom.” John smiles as he leans down to kiss you, “Ready?”

“Just need to pack Ro’s bag.” you say as you turn around to head downstairs. You smile when you hear Ronan still saying dada over and over, and you laugh as you look up at him, “How are you not crying?”

John laughs as he looks at Ronan, “I’m trying my hardest.”

“I’d be crying non-stop.” you laugh, packing up Ronan’s bag, then you put it on and reach out to take her from John, “You know she’s going to rip this bow off, right?”

“Yeah,” he chuckles, leaning down to kiss her cheek, “But until then she looks cute. Lemme get a picture of you two.”

You scoff quietly as John pulls his phone, then you hold Ronan and smile, “Ro, look at dada!”

John waves his hand to get Ronan’s attention, then he snaps several pictures of you and Ronan smiling at him. He walks over to stand behind you as he snaps another picture with the two of you, then he kisses your cheek and shows you the picture.

“She’s starting to look more like her momma.” John whispers, zooming in on Ronan’s face, “Look at that dimple in her cheek.”

You smile as you look at her, then you look over at John, “She still looks just like you.”

Ronan yanks on your hair as you laugh, then you look up at John as he carefully pulls your hair from her grip. Her sticky little grip. How did her hands even get sticky? Babies are just so damn sticky all the time.

“Uh, I don’t know what you have planned but you might wanna grab some snacks for her.” you say as John walks into the kitchen to grab a few things, then he gestures for you to turn around so he can put a few things in your backpack for Ronan.

“Ready?”

You let out a small laugh, “I guess, yeah.”

John smiles as he wraps his arm around your waist, “You’re gonna be so surprised.”

You managed to get John to at least tell you where he’s taking you: New York City. You still have no idea what the fuck is going on, but you feel a little better knowing where you’re going.

Ronan has been babbling the entire car ride, still saying her new favorite word over and over, and John smiles proudly every time she says it. He’s trying not to cry but you know it’s hard. How could you not cry hearing your baby say their first word, especially when that first word is dada? You’d definitely cry too, and you will when she says momma for the first time.

Since she’s still so young, she isn’t in a forward facing car seat, which means all that you can see from your angle is her kicking her chunky little legs and feet. She kicks her feet and squeals loudly, and you look over at John as he laughs.

“That scream,” you press your finger to your ear and laugh, “It’s piercing. About to break some glass.”

John chuckles as he pulls onto the side of the road, “Yeah, she’s definitely got a loud scream.”

You look over to see the park next to you, then you look over at John, “Central Park?”

“Yeah,” John nods, then he reaches for your hand, “Our second date was here. Thought it’d be fun to bring Bug here.”

Before you can even reply, John gets out of the car and opens the trunk to get out Ronan’s stroller, then he gets her out and places her in it. You pull your backpack on as you walk over to them, then you smile at John when he looks at you.

“It’s a nice day.”

You nod, “It is.”

“A nice day for a walk with my girls.” John smiles as he pushes Ronan’s stroller, then he lifts his arm a little for you to hold. He smiles when you wrap your arms around his bicep, then he leans down to kiss you, “You look so beautiful today.”

“You look so gorgeous, babe.” you smile at him, looking into his gorgeous brown eyes, “Your eyes today just seem so warm--warmer than usual.”

“Because I’m really happy today.” he whispers, then he laughs, “I’m happy every day though.”

A smile spreads across your face as you look up at him, then you stand on your tiptoes to kiss him several times. You lean your head against John’s shoulder as you walk through Central Park, and you smile when you see families under the trees having picnics.

“We should have brought Bleu.”

John nods, “I thought about it, but we have somewhere else we’re going after this.”

You look up at John as your furrow your brow, “So, this isn’t my surprise?”

“The park?” he laughs, “Of course not!”

“What? I think this is a great surprise!” you laugh as you look up at him, “I like spending time with my babies!”

John smiles as he looks down at Ronan, “No, this isn’t the surprise, but I actually have two.”

You furrow your brow as you look at John, then you exhale loudly, “Fine, don’t tell me anything, Wick.”

Continuing your walk through the park, you look around at all of the people, but you start to notice a few men scattered throughout the park wearing all black suits, looking around every few seconds. You wouldn’t think it was so weird, if they weren’t frozen in place like statues. You grip John’s arm a little tighter as you look around, counting at least 4 different men. You look up at John as his eyes scan his surroundings, then he looks down at you and smiles.

“What’s going on?”

John stops walking and turns to you, “There’s someone who has wanted to meet Ronan for awhile.”

You look over your shoulder to see two men standing near a bench, then you look back at John, “Okay?”

“No one is going to hurt you two.” John whispers, then he sighs, “He just…doesn’t go anywhere without bodyguards. You’re safe, you’re always safe with me, you know this.”

“I know,” you whisper, then you move a little closer to John, “I just…I’m a mom.”

John laughs, “I know you are.”

“I’m protective of our baby girl.”

“And I’m just as protective of you and her. Maybe even more so.” John says, rubbing his hand on your back, “Trust me, I’m right next to you. Nothing will happen. You two are off-limits, and everyone knows that.”

You nod your head as you look up at John, then you close your eyes when he leans down to kiss you. You hold tight to John’s arm as he walks towards the bench, and you inhale deeply when the men move to reveal Winston sitting on the bench. You don’t even recall when you saw him last. He sent you some beautiful flowers when Ronan was born, but you can’t remember when you last saw him.

“Jonathan…” Winston smiles, reaching out to shake his hand. He looks over at you and nods, then he smiles softly when he realizes how nervous you are. “I’ve been looking forward to seeing you again.”

You smile as you grip John’s arm, “Hi. I’m sorry that I’m so…nervous, it’s just that--”

“You have a child to protect.” he nods, then he looks at John, “Jonathan wouldn’t have set up this visit if he didn’t trust that you two would be safe.”

He’s right. There’s no one in the world who loves you more than John loves you. He’d never let anything happen to you, and you know it. He would never set this all up if you thought there was even the slightest chance that something would happen.

Nodding your head, you feel yourself relax a little when you realize how happy John is to show off your baby. He smiles as he looks down at you, then he gesture to Ronan.

“You can get her out.” you smile, then you sit down on the bench next to Winston, “She might be a little fussy. She’ll be needing a nap in the next hour or so.”

John holds Ronan in his arms and bounces her a little so she isn’t too cranky, then he turns her around so she can see you and Winston. You wave at her as she kicks her legs, then she begins to babble.

“She’s just said her first word.” John smiles proudly, “Just this afternoon. She said ‘dada’.”

Winston chuckles, “She’s beautiful.”

“Thank you.” John smiles, then he walks closer to the bench to see if Ronan will freak out by this unknown man. She kicks her legs and squeals loudly, then she leans over and reaches out for Winston. “Her name is Ronan.”

“Ronan,” Winston nods, then he looks up at John, “A strong name. Ronan Wick.”

You lean forward to wipe the drool off of her chin since you’re sure Winston doesn’t want it on his amazing (and probably incredibly expensive) suit, then you smile when she blows raspberries. John gets a bib out for her, then he puts it on and carefully rubs his hand over her head, fixing her brown hair.

“She’s teething,” you chuckle quietly, “Sorry for all the drool.”

“Oh, I don’t mind.” Winston says, looking over at you, “I have several grandchildren of my own.”

You perk up a little and look at Winston in curiosity. You had no idea that Winston even had children. Winston is quite the mystery, to be fair.

Ronan looks up at Winston and reaches for his face, and he playfully nibbles on her fingers like John always does. You look up at John as he kneels down in front of you, then he places his hand on your knee and squeezes it lightly to get your attention. He nods his head slightly and holds your gaze for a moment.

We’re okay. He doesn’t have to say it out loud, but you can practically read his thoughts at this point. You squeeze his back and give him a soft smile.

You look over at Ronan as she sits on Winston’s knee and babbles, “She looks so much like her dad, doesn’t she?”

Winston smiles, then he looks at you, “I think she looks like her mother.”

“She’s beautiful,” John says, and you laugh quietly.

“And Jonathan, he’s a good dad?”

You nod as you look at John, “The best. I truly mean that. He’s great with her, and they’re thick as thieves. Ronan is very lucky to have a dad like him. Everything came pretty naturally to him as well, and yeah, they just love each other so much. It’s very sweet to be able to see John as a dad.”

“And he’s still good to you?”

“Yeah, absolutely,” you nod, tearing up a little over the thought of how much John truly loves you, “He’s…truly an amazing man. I’m very lucky. Both us girls are very lucky.”

“Just as crazy about her as I was when I met her.” John laughs, and you pat his cheek as you nod. “Even crazier now that we have this one. Seeing her as a mom has been amazing. If anyone is lucky, it’s me.”

Winston looks down at Ronan as she plays with a button on his suit, “Thank you for allowing me to meet her.”

“Of course.” you smile as you look over at him.

John stands up and smiles when Ronan reaches up for him, then he takes her and holds her tight to his chest. He looks over at you and smiles, silently telling you that it’s time to leave. It was a quick little visit, but you’re sure John planned it that way as to not completely stress you out.

You reach over to shake Winston’s hand, then you get up and take Ronan from John when she reaches out for you. You hold her tight as she babbles, then she quickly starts to cry since she’s getting tired.

“Perfect timing.” you laugh, then you look up at John and nod towards the water fountain, “I’ll be over there.”

“Don’t stray too far.” he whispers, leaning down to kiss you.

You smile at John as you bounce Ronan in your arms, then you sit down on the edge of the water fountain and put Ronan in your lap. You lean forward to see her face as she watches the water, and she stops fussing and turns her attention to the water shooting out of the statue.

“You like that? Maybe we need to get a fountain for at home.” you laugh, then you pull off your backpack and reach in for a penny. “Let’s make a wish, bug.”

Holding the penny tight to your chest, you close your eyes and make a silent wish before you toss the penny into the water. Ronan claps her hands and looks up at you as she smiles, and you press a kiss to her cheek.

“Look, water.” you lean down and dip your hand into the fountain, then you sprinkle some water on Ronan’s little feet. She leans forward to touch her feet, then she giggles and looks up at you.

Looking over your shoulder, you see John still talking to Winston, but he glances over at you every few seconds. You chuckle to yourself a little, then you reach into your bag to get Ronan a snack to tide her over for a little bit.

“Hey,” John sits down next to you and smiles, then he looks at Ronan, “Are you playing in the water?”

“Honestly if I didn’t have such a tight grip on her, she’d be in there already.” you laugh as you pinch off a piece of banana for her, “Probably by next month, we can teach her to swim in the pool.”

John nods, “That’ll be fun.”

“My mom actually taught swim lessons at our local community center when she was pregnant with me,” you say as you look over at John, “Just a way to make some extra cash, you know. But anyway, she taught the classes, so she’d know how to teach Ronan.”

“We should definitely have her come over and teach her then.” John smiles, leaning over to kiss your cheek, “Winston said you looked beautiful and that you look good as a mom.”

You laugh, “Really?”

“Yeah, and he said Ronan was ‘darling’.” he chuckles, reaching over to feed Ronan a piece of banana. “He did feel bad that you seemed a little stressed out.”

“I just didn’t want anything to happen.”

John nods, then he shakes his head, “Nothing is going to happen to you two. You’re completely off-limits. Everyone knows this.”

“Oh, is there like some list of people who can’t be touched?” you laugh as you look at him, “An off-limits hit-list.”

“No,” John laughs, then he holds your gaze, “No one would dare hurt you two. Look at everything I did before, everything that I did for a ‘car’ and a ‘puppy’, it was more than that to me, but to everyone else it wasn’t. You really think someone would try to kill my wife and daughter after knowing what I did for a car…and a puppy?”

You bite your lip a little as you look up at him, then you shake your head, “I hate when you say that stuff.”

John laughs, “Why is that?”

“Because it’s hot,” you laugh as you hold his gaze, “And it makes me wanna take you into our bedroom, and you always say that stuff at the most inappropriate time.”

“How about tonight? How does that sound?” John whispers against your lips, and you nod your head. “It’s a date then.”

You look down at Ronan as she leans back against your chest with her eyes closed, and you laugh quietly when you see the banana stuck to her chin. John carefully takes the banana from you so you can get up and put Ronan into her stroller, then you pull your backpack back on.

“I still have one more surprise.” John says, and you look up at him, “But it’s not far from here. Just a short little walk.”

You’re pushing Ronan’s stroller as John places his hand on your back, and you look at him when he stops walking. You furrow your brow a little bit as he looks across the street at some shops, then you pull Ronan’s stroller with you as you walk backwards towards him.

You lean closer and whisper, “What’s going on?”

“Follow me.” John says, and you push Ronan’s stroller as you follow behind John to an empty shop. He cups his hands in front of his eyes and leans forward to look into the shop window, “Think it’s open?”

You shrug as you look at him, then you widen your eyes when he opens the door and walks in, “Jonathan! You can’t just walk into a shop!”

“It’s empty, it’s fine.” he laughs, reaching for your hand. He carefully pulls the front of Ronan’s stroller through the door, then he reaches for your hand, “Come on.”

Groaning quietly, you look around to make sure no one is watching, then you take John’s hand and walk into the empty shop. You look around at it and shrug, “What are we doing here?”

“Well,” John looks down to make sure that Ronan is okay, then he walks over to you, “This is your new shop.”

You jerk your head back and furrow your brow, “My new what?

John smiles, then he gestures to the shop, “This is our new shop. I bought it.”

“I…” you look up at John as you shake your head, then you look around at it again, “Why?”

“We’ve talked about expanding.” he says, shrugging as he walks over to you, “It’s a good investment too. Look how well our shop does. This shop will thrive here. It’s in a perfect spot. People can come here, grab a book, then head over to the park to read it. It’s near a coffee shop and a deli is around the corner, it’s perfect.”

You nod your head as you listen to John, then you look up at him, “But you’ll never be home now.”

“I will always be home. Just like I am now.” he smiles, rubbing his thumb over your cheek, “For the first month or so, I thought you and I could come out here more often and help out. Together. Always together. But on the rare days that I’m here by myself, you can bring Ro up here, and we can have lunch in the park.”

John smiles as he walks over to the window, then he reaches out for your hand to pull you over to him.

“We had our second date right there. We sat on that very bench.” John smiles as he points at a bench in the park, “I knew from the moment I met you that you were the one for me, but I truly knew I couldn’t live without you after that second date.”

You smile as you look up at John with tears in your eyes, “I just don’t want this to change us.”

“Nothing will change with us.” he whispers, pulling you into his arms, “I’m still going to be crazy about you. Think of how fun this is going to be, you and me in here painting the walls and fixing it up. There’s so much more space here, and I know you want to do some things at the shop back home, but with the limited space, we’re not able to.”

Reaching up, you touch John’s cheek, “You’re not gonna be stressed out over this?”

“Of course not.” he shakes his head, then he smiles, “If I felt like I was going to be stressed, I wouldn’t have bought it.”

You nod your head as you close your eyes and lean against John’s chest, then you wrap your arms around his waist and hug him tight. John rubs his hands over your back as he holds you, then he leans down to kiss the top of your head.

“So, what do you think?”

“I think it’ll be fun.” you nod as you tilt your head back to look at him, “Fixing it all up will be fun. Spending the day up here with you getting it ready will be a lot of fun, and we can even bring our bug with us sometimes.”

John nods his head, then he claps his hands, “This is going to be so fun, baby. I’ve been dying to tell you for weeks now.”

At the end of the day, you know that you and John have a strong marriage, and you know that this won’t put any stress on it. You and John have something special, and buying a new shop won’t change that.

“We have another bookshop.” you say as you look up at him, then you jump into his arms and wrap your legs around his waist, “We have another bookshop!”

“We do!” John laughs, kissing you over and over, then he sets you down, “I thought we could do the kid’s section over here, then on this side we can do non-fiction. Oh, and there’s a basement, I thought that would be nice for the office so it’s out of the way.”

You look over at John as he gets even more excited to tell you about everything that he has in mind, and you hold his hand and look up at him with heart eyes as he gets more and more excited.

John invited all of the employees out to the new shop so they could check it out, and he’s been so excited to show them around and tell them how he plans to fix everything up. It won’t be open for at least 2 more months since you’ll need to fix some parts of the flooring and paint the walls, plus you have to get the shelves stocked with books, but John is so damn excited.

You’re sitting on the counter as John tells them the plans that he has for the shop, and since it’s in Manhattan, John wants the shop to be a little more sophisticated. He still wants the cozy feel that the shop has back home, but he also wants this shop to thrive here with a different aesthetic.

John leans back against the counter next to you and sighs, “Me and the Mrs. have been talking, and we had a pretty hard conversation last night. I want you all to know that she cried.”

“I did.” you laugh as you look at him.

Grace gasps loudly as she puts her hand over her mouth, and you and John both start to laugh.

“It was a good conversation!” you laugh as you look at her, “So whatever you’re thinking, that’s not happening.”

John pats your thigh and smiles, “Definitely not happening.”

“Oh, thank god.” Grace exhales as she closes her eyes. “I didn’t think so, but you really phrased that weird.”

You let out a small laugh as you look over at John--people truly love the two of you together, and they’re all rooting for you.

“We love having you all at the shop in Mill Neck, but we’re willing to let any of you transfer out here if that’s what you’d want.” he says, then he looks at one of the newer employees that he hired while you were pregnant, “Naomi, I know it’s closer to home for you…”

Naomi nods, “It is.”

“This shop won’t be open for a few more months, three at the most, and we plan on being here every day for the first two weeks, but after that, we’ll come out every Wednesday when Ronan is with her grandparents.” John says, then he chuckles when he sees you’re tearing up. “Look at her, crying again.”

“I’m just so sad yet proud. We love all of you, and you’ve become part of our family. I’m so sad to some of you go, but I know it’s best since you’ll be closer to home.” you carefully wipe away the tear on your cheek, then you look over at a few employees as they smile. “This is good! This is a good thing though! This shop is going to thrive out here, and you are all going to do great.”

Grace raises her hand a little, “I don’t plan on leaving you!”

You smile as you hop off the counter and hug her, “Thank you.”

“I’m close to my mom. I’m not leaving.” she smiles, leaning back to look at you, and you smile. “Plus if I leave, I’ll never see my best girl! I need little Ronan in my life for my sanity.”

Grace has no idea, but you and John talked about promoting her to store manager last night. She’ll make more money than she’s making now, so she should be happy about that.

You look over your shoulder as John pops open a bottle of champagne, then he pours a little into several cups. He hands them out to the employees as you walk back over to him, then he smiles and hands a glass to you.

“This is going to be good for us.” he whispers softly to you, and you nod your head. He turns back to everyone and intertwines his fingers with yours before he lifts his glass, “To our extended family.”

You smile as you listen to the plastic cups clinking, and you look up at John as he leans down to kiss you. You set your glass aside, then you wrap your arms around his neck and kiss him over and over until you both laugh.

“To my beautiful wife,” he whispers as he holds up his glass, “Just toasting you in general.”

“Kiss-ass.” you smile as you lean up to kiss him, then you grab your glass and drink it.

You look over your shoulder as the shop door opens, and you smile when John locks it behind him and walks over to you. You turn around to face him, then you slide your hands up to his biceps and smile when he looks up at you. John looks over your shoulder to the basement stairs, then he cocks up his eyebrow a little.

“It’s only us.” he whispers, then he nods to the door, “The door is locked.”

Biting your lip a little, you nod your head and smile, then you hold tight to John’s hand as he leads you downstairs to the office. There’s already a desk here that was left by the previous owner, so that’s a bonus. John shuts the door behind him and locks it, then he cups your face and kisses you hard on the lips before he lifts you up and sets you on the desk.

“You look so sexy today.” he whispers in your ear, and you let out a small laugh, “I love these jeans on you.”

You close your eyes and tilt your head to the side as John kisses your neck, then you smile as you lean up to kiss John. You tilt your head to the side for a better angle while you kiss John, then you slide your tongue into his mouth and listen as he moans softly, both of you becoming more desperate for one another. His hands slowly slide down your back to your ass, and he pulls you closer before moving his hands back up to your waist.

“My handsome husband,” you whisper as you hold his gaze, then you pull your shirt off. You smile as John stares at your lacy bra, then he gently runs his finger over the lace and smiles when your nipple grows hard. You reach down and pull John’s shirt over his head, then you toss it to the floor, “You want me?”

John nods, “More than you can even imagine.”

Laying back on the desk, you close your eyes and smile when you feel John kissing your stomach, then you open your eyes to him looking at you in awe.

“God, you’re so sexy,” he whispers in your ear as he caresses your sides, then he begins to kiss down your chest between your breasts. He licks up your chest, then he kisses over to your breast, pulling your bra down a little to reveal your nipple.

You smile at him, then you close your eyes when he sucks on your nipple, “Oh, shit…”

John pulls the lace from over your other breast, then he flicks his tongue over it and sucks on it as you let out a small moan, “Does that feel good?”

“Mhm,” you shiver as John kisses down your stomach to your hipbone, then you tilt your head up and watch as he unbuttons your jeans. You help John pull them down, feeling the ache between your legs get stronger when he kisses your thighs, and you lay back on the desk and smile.

“Wish there was a chair in here.” John laughs as he kneels down in front of you, and you sit up and watch as he moves your underwear to the side, “I don’t mind though.”

Laying back on the desk, your eyes roll shut and you smile as John sucks and licks your thighs, and he lets out a small laugh every time you get a little too excited with the thought of him finally devouring you. You prop yourself up to watch John as he sucks on your thighs, and you bite your lip when he slowly rubs his finger over your clit.

Letting out a moan, you tilt your head back and pant as he pumps his finger in and rubs your clit slowly, and you grip the sides of the desk in your hands as you arch your back.

“Oh, shit,” you spread your legs open and look down at John as he smiles, “Please…”

“Are you ready?” he asks, and you nod your head as you pout. “Good because I’m dying for a taste.”

You let out a loud moan as soon as John’s warm tongue slides against your clit, and your body begins to shudder every time his nose bumps against your clit, “Oh, yeah, keep doing that.”

“You taste so fucking good,” John say between your legs, then he buries his face again, shaking his head from side to side as you moan.

You reach down and run your hands through John’s hair, then you intertwine your fingers with his and roll your hips as you begin to climax. You roll your hips against John’s face as you let out a loud moan, then you grip his hands tighter as your body overcomes with pleasure, shaking and shivering on the desk.

John kisses up along your body as he stands up, then he rolls you onto your stomach and pulls you until you’re bent over the desk, and you smile when you hear him undoing his belt. You pant against the desk as you close your eyes, and with one quick motion, he buries himself deep between your legs.

“Oh, fuck,” John lets out a small laugh, “Shit, you’re so wet.”

You whimper loudly for John as he thrusts his hips fast and hard, and you grip the side of the desk, squeezing your eyes shut. You only just had an orgasm, so you’re overly sensitive right now, but fuck, he feels so good, and there’s no way he won’t make you come again.

“Oh, shit, John!” you moan loudly as you lean up on your hands, then you tilt your head back and kiss him.

John’s right hand slides up your side to your breast as he grunts and breathes heavily, and you open your mouth to moan when you feel like you’re about to come again. The sound of John’s hips against your ass fills the small room, and you lean back against his chest as he wraps his arms around you and holds you tight, jerking his hips harder to bring on his orgasm.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he whispers in your ear, then he sucks on your neck, “Oh, shit, you’re about to make me come.”

Gasping and moaning, you look back at John as he watches himself between your legs, then you smile when he looks up at you, “You love my pussy, don’t you?”

“Yes,” John nods, leaning back to watch himself sliding in and out of your pussy, “Best fucking view; watching my cock deep in your pussy.”

You lay back down on the desk as John leans back to watch himself fucking you, then he groans loudly and pushes himself deep inside of you, still thrusting his hips every few seconds as he fills you up. John buries his face in the crook of your neck and pants loudly against your skin, and you kiss him several times before you put your head down. You close your eyes and exhale as John slowly slides from between your legs, then you smile when you feel him kissing up your spine.

“Well, the bookshop is officially christened.”

John chuckles breathlessly, “Probably not the best word for it.”

“No, probably not.” you laugh as you prop yourself up, then you look over at John as he pulls his boxers and jeans back up. You close your eyes and smile when John leans down to kiss your cheek, then you laugh when he spanks you, grabbing a handful as he bites his lip.

“Wait here.” John whispers, and you look over at him as he pulls his shirt on and walks out of the office. He comes back in a few moments later with some tissue, then he smiles as he hands it to you. “Here.”

You smile as you take the tissue from him to clean up the mess between your legs, then you hand it to him so he can throw it away while you get dressed again. He stands outside the door and smiles when you reach out for his hand, then you head back upstairs with him.

As you get back upstairs, you smile and look around at the shop, envisioning what it’ll look like in a few weeks times. Probably lots of boxes of books that will need to be put on shelves. You’ll definitely recruit Jimmy and Tess to help you since Jimmy is currently working on the shelves John requested.

John wraps his arms around you from behind, then he kisses your cheek a few times before he takes your hand and spins you around to face him. The two of you stand in each other’s embraces for a moment, then you feel John kiss your forehead before he lets you go.

“Gonna be fun having another shop.” John smiles as he holds your hand, then he hands your purse to you. “Can’t wait for it to open.”

“I’m nervous.” you admit, then you look up at John. “I know you said nothing will change with us, but I’m just worried. We have a strong marriage, we really do, I’m just being silly.”

John unlocks the door and opens it for you, then he locks it once you’re standing on the sidewalk. He turns to you and smiles, then he reaches for both of your hands, preparing to give you a whole speech.

“I know what you’re going to say.” you laugh, then you imitate John’s deep voice, “I’m crazy about you. I’m always going to be crazy about you. That won’t change.”

“Oh, so you don’t need a pep talk then?” John nods, letting go of your hands as he backs away, “Okay.”

“Stop!” you laugh as you run over to him and wrap your arms around his waist. You sigh quietly as you look at him, shaking your head and closing your eyes, “Just…just give me a pep talk.”

John smooths your hair back and smiles, “It’s true: I am crazy about you. More than you could ever imagine, and that truly won’t change. Yes, it’ll be a little different for us to come out here when this shop opens, but once it’s up and running, I won’t be coming out here all the time. You and Ronan are everything to me, and that’s where I want to be: with my favorite girls. When I come out here, you’re coming with me.”

“I just don’t want us to grow apart, or…you start picking up shifts out here and then you come home at night and you’re exhausted and don’t want to spend time with me and Ro. Or you find that spending time out here is better than being with…me. I’m not saying you’re going to cheat on me or anything. But…”

John cocks up his brow, “You realize how ridiculous that sounds, don’t you?”

You laugh as you look up at John, “As soon as I said it.”

“Baby, I’m not going anywhere.” John gently rubs his nose against yours and smiles, “Never. You’re my best friend, and everything is so much better when you’re around.”

Tilting your head back, you smile as you look up at John, then you flinch when a raindrop lands on your cheek. You look out at the street as the rain starts to fall down, and you hold tight John’s hand as the two of you run to the car in hopes of dodging the rain.

“John!” you laugh as you put your hands above your head, then you stomp your foot a little, “I’m getting soaked! Hurry up!”

John laughs as he reaches into his pockets for the keys, then he looks over at you, “You have the keys!”

You look in your purse for your keys, then you toss them to John as you run to the car. He quickly runs over to open your door for you, then he helps you get in before he runs over to the driver’s side.

“You know you don’t have to open my door every time, especially when it’s pouring rain.” you laugh as you reach into the glove compartment for tissues, then you smile when you realize John is staring at you, “What?”

“Nothing,” he laughs as he shakes his head, then he shrugs, “I just never realized running through the rain could be so much fun.”

You smile as you lean over to kiss him, then you run your fingers through his damp hair and pull him closer. You rest your forehead against John’s as you exhale quietly, then you lean back and hold his gaze.

“We’re strong, baby.” John whispers against your cheek, and you nod your head and smile, “Nothing is going to break us, you know this.”

You nod, “I do. I just love you and I don’t want to lose you.”

“You’re never losing me, peach.” John smiles, then he points at his wedding ring, “Good luck trying to get rid of me! Just about as obsessed with you as a guy can be.”

Placing your hand on John’s cheek, you lean over to kiss him again, “I love you.”

“I love you too.” John smiles, kissing your cheek, “Now let’s go home and change into our pajamas and just enjoy some husband and wife time.”

You smile as you reach over for John’s hand, “Sounds like a really good plan!”

“I won’t lie…” John starts the car and looks over at you, “I might need some more time with you later.”

You laugh, “Didn’t get your fill on the desk?”

“I never do,” he says, reaching for your hand, “I never will.”

You lean over to kiss him softly, “Me neither.”

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