#I'm kind of a wreck tonight guys idk

[chicgeekgirl89]

Thinking tonight about how after Tiva ended on NCIS, I took my shattered heart and found Densi on NCIS LA.

And when that well was starting to run dry, I discovered Savis on SEAL Team, which again broke my heart and pushed me to Tarlos.

And now Tarlos is ending and I'm getting Tiva back.

Something about beginnings and endings and love lost and love found and characters who have changed my world for the better.

[amberdagger]

i'm low on gas and you need a jacket

steve-o x fem!reader, set in 2003 idk how to categorise or summarise this tbh lol. loosely inspired by the lyrics of i'm low on gas and you need a jacket by ptv warnings: drugs/alcohol mentioned, swearing, suggestive content, barely proofread (i'm lazy) notes: i wrote this in first person, present tense and i don't know if i like it. i also have zero confidence in my writing lol.

My apartment is dark, save for the light of the TV. I’ve flicked through every channel a few times tonight but haven’t found anything appealing. I turned the volume all the way down and let the images play out silently. It’s never really silent in this apartment, though. Living in LA means a constant symphony of sirens and shouts, often accompanied by partying neighbours. 

Sighing, I peel myself off the couch and wander over to the cabinet that houses my hi-fi system and CD collection. ‘Warning’ by Green Day catches my eye, so I pull it from its spot on the shelf, open the case and place the disc into the player. After pressing play and turning up the volume, I shuffle over to the tiny kitchen and wash one of the dirty glasses laying in the sink. I grab a can of Red Bull from the nearly empty refrigerator and the half-empty bottle of Jägermeister from on top of the fridge, setting them on the countertop next to the newly clean glass. I fish some ice cubes out of the tray in the freezer and they clink as I drop them into the glass. I crack open the can of Red Bull and empty most of its contents into the glass, leaving space for a shot (or two) of the Jäger. 

God, it would be nice to have a balcony to sit on while I drink. Too bad, I have to settle for the couch. The sweetness of the Red Bull masks the bitterness of the Jäger, making it far too easy to drink. Drinking alone on a Friday night. How depressing. I focus on the music, feeling the vibrations and mumbling along with the lyrics. The time passes quickly, slipping away. Before too long, the CD stops spinning and I’m left in relative silence with my empty glass. The one drink was enough to get me feeling buzzed from the mixture of caffeine and alcohol. With nothing to do, I figure I might as well get some sleep.

My pyjamas are in a pile at the edge of my bed. I slip out of my jeans and t-shirt and replace them with the tank top and boxer shorts that I always sleep in. Right as I’m about to turn off my bedroom light and hop into bed, I hear knocking on my front door. Who the hell is knocking at this time? The cops? Why would the cops be here? The knocking continues, getting louder and more obnoxious. Christ. I trudge back out to the living room and peer through the peephole to see who’s there.

Steve-O.

My heart leaps up into my throat and my stomach drops. I haven’t seen Steve in months. What is he doing here? I’m surprised he was even able to remember my address.  “Dude! I know you’re in there, let me in!” He shouts. I fumble to get the door unlocked and open it. He stands there in the dingy hallway with a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. Unsurprisingly, he reeks of beer and weed. 

“Steve, what the hell are you doing here?” “It’s a long story dude, can I come in?” I barely have a chance to nod before he stumbles across the threshold and throws his arms around my shoulders, nearly knocking me over. I drag him over to the couch and let him flop down onto it. 

“So, what are you doing here?” “Me and the guys were all staying in Palm Springs, partying, y’know. We kind of wrecked the hotel room I was staying in so they kicked us out. Palm Springs sucks anyway so I got someone to drive me to LA.” “You got someone to drive you two hours in the middle of the night?” “Yeah, dude. They were heading this way anyway.” I scoff in disbelief. “Okay so that’s why you’re in LA. But why did you decide to show up on my doorstep at 2am?” “Thought you’d be stoked to see me, babe.” Babe? My cheeks flush with a mixture of embarrassment and frustration. I pray it’s too dark and he’s too wasted to notice. 

I sit on the couch next to him with a beleaguered sigh.  “What, so you just came to hang out?” I pressed. “Jesus, what’s with all the questions, lady?” I shoot him a glare, prompting him to answer, “yeah, sure, I came to hang out or whatever.” “Steve, I was about to go to bed before you showed up.” “Alright then, let’s go to bed,” he chuckled, practically jumping up off the couch. Before I can even say anything, he’s off down the narrow hall towards my bedroom. I get up and chase after him.

When I reach my room, he’s already laying on the bed doing a goofy “seductive” pose. “Seriously, Steve? You actually think I’m going to let you sleep in my bed?” “Sure, it’s not like we haven’t slept together before,” he said with a cheeky grin. “We did not sleep together. We hooked up. One time. Months ago.”  I stand in the doorway, practically glaring at him, waiting for a response. He was uncharacteristically quiet. After a moment, he speaks. “Come on babe, sit over here with me. Please?” He hauls himself up to a seated position, back resting against the headboard.  I roll my eyes and sigh in exasperation before dragging myself over to the bed and sitting on the edge of it. We sit in uncomfortable silence. I’m exhausted, the buzz from the Jäger Bomb has worn off, and I have no clue what to say to him.

We had met for the first time at some spring break party. He was on the patio showing off some acrobatic tricks and I was sitting on the edge of the pool dangling my legs in the water, sipping my drink. I noticed him after he backflipped into the pool, splashing me as he hit the water.  “Sorry dude!” He laughed as I looked down at my soaked dress. He swam closer and introduced himself.  We got to chatting and after a couple of hours and several more drinks I took my chance. After all, he was pretty cute and happened to be famous. So, I’d leaned in close and whispered in his ear, “wanna go back to my place?” In response, he shouted to no one in particular, “I’m going to this chick’s house!” He put his arm around my shoulder and we left the party together. We stumbled to my apartment (it was only a couple of blocks from the party), giggling like idiots as I unlocked the front door. As soon as it was shut behind us, he pulled me to him, one hand on my waist and the other on the back of my neck. We kissed as I led us to the couch.  After hooking up, he fell asleep on the couch and I scribbled my phone number on a scrap of paper. I left it on the coffee table and slinked off to my bedroom.  When I woke up the next morning, groggy from the hangover, he was gone and so was the scrap of paper with my number on it. I had figured that was probably the end of my acquaintance with Steve-O. A drunken one-night-stand.

The next weekend I was stocking my fridge with Miller Lite in preparation for a little get-together I was hosting when my cellphone chimed. The text message read, “party 2nite?” From a number I didn’t recognise.  “Who’s asking?” I sent back. “steve-o” My breath caught in my throat as I stared at the screen in disbelief. I called the number and he picked up after a couple of rings. “Hey dude! What’s up?” I heard him through the speaker. “I’m having a little get-together with some friends at my place later, if you’re looking for a party.” “Yeah dude!” He cheered.

He brought a rabble of friends and acquaintances to my tiny apartment that night and they practically destroyed the place. The party died down after several hours and a lot of knocking from pissed off neighbours, and I watched him leave with one of my friends. Once again, I figured I would never see him again. However, the next morning I woke to the sound of my cellphone ringing. It was Steve-O. “Dude, sick party last night!” “Yeah,” I said coldly. “You and your buddies wrecked my house and I got my first noise complaint.” Anger burned my throat as I held myself back from screaming into the phone. “That’s how you know it was a-“ I heard him say before I hung up on him.

Months passed without a phone call or a text message. I had done my best to forget about Steve-O. 

I feel the bed move as he shifts around, hating the silence. He clears his throat and says, “so… uh…” I turn to look at him with a raised eyebrow. He looks down to avoid my gaze.  “I’m sorry.” I’m taken aback. I was hoping for an apology but I didn’t expect to receive one. “It was totally shitty of me to wreck your place, I should have come back to clean up. I should have apologised. I’ve been thinking about it ever since. I wanted to call you so many times but I couldn’t do it. I fucked up.” I’m completely stunned by his sincerity. I can’t comprehend the fact that he’s actually owning up to his shit. He looks sheepish, like he’s expecting me to rip into him.  “Oh. Yeah, well… um… thanks for apologising, Steve.” I reach over and place my hand on his knee reassuringly. He releases the breath he was holding, relieved. Gently, he places his hand over mine and squeezes it softly.  I move to sit closer to him, leaning back against the headboard. “If you need a place to sleep tonight, I won’t kick you out. As long as you promise not to break anything,” I say quietly, resting the side of my head on his shoulder. He chuckles lightly. “I promise. Thanks, dude.” He places a kiss on the top of my head. “Don’t push your luck, Steve.” I say, giving him a playful shove. 

We fall asleep in silence, save for our breathing and the consistent hum of city noise. 

[luveline]

idk if you've done anything like this but maybe a rockstar!james where he introduces his relationship to the world/his fans ?

this was SO FUN tysm for your request! ♥ fem!reader | 1.1k words

James had asked specifically before he did what he did if it was okay. You love him and think it's sweet that he wants to, so you tell him to make sure he uses a good picture. 

Some huge magazine had asked him to do a video for their website. You know vaguely when it gets uploaded because suddenly friends and even acquaintances are texting you repetitively. It's not long after that when The Marauders superfans start requesting to follow your twitter account. You'd set it to private beforehand, though there was nothing of interest there anyways, only retweets and Spotify links. You're glad you did when the notifications start and don't stop. 

You turn off your phone and open up your laptop, navigating to the magazine's website, where the front page boasts your pretty boyfriend's face right at the top. You click the video link and wait for it to load, heartbeat as quick as a mouse's.

The introduction is quick. James sits behind a white table wearing a black, nondescript short-sleeved t-shirt. His fancy watch catches the light as he leans forward. "Hey, I'm James Potter from the rock band The Marauders, and today I'll be showing you guys what's in my bag." 

He picks up a much cleaner version of his rucksack, new for the shoot. His actual rucksack sits at the bottom of your bed. You move your socked feet out of the way so you can compare it to the fraud on screen. It'll be fun to poke fun at him tonight over his lies. 

There's not a lot of guidance to the video. He takes things out one at a time and gives some story behind them. There's a battered pair of drumsticks and a cleaner pair swiftly follows. James goes through them quickly, so a spare is always a good idea. The drumsticks are followed by a piece of drum gum in a plastic case, and a wrist brace for his dicky left arm. 

He pulls out his chapstick with a subtle smirk. 

"And my book," he says, pulling out a messed up paperback. You roll your eyes when you see it because it's not his book at all, it's yours, and he's wrecked it completely. 

A bookmark sticks out about halfway through. "I got this recommended to me by a very pretty girl. Beautiful women seem to always have the best taste in books. I don't have to tell you guys," he says with a wink. He puts the book with everything else he's unveiled so far. "And it's a damn good book." 

You flush warm with pleasure.  

He pulls out some amazingly expensive headphones, an adapter for his electric drum kit, a different pair of noise cancelling headphones, his custom earplugs, his phone charger – again, new for the shoot – and a familiar notebook. 

"This is for everything." He pulls it open to a random page and broadcasts what's clearly not his own handwriting. "I hate transcribing. Remus has done it for me here," he confides. "You have to love him." 

You can imagine the twitter uproar as fans sing the band's bassist's praises. You do have to love Remus, he's an angel, and you'll have to have a word with James about taking advantage of his friend's kindness. 

He turns it to another page. There's a sketch there of a tree you don't really recognise. James draws a lot, more than you could ever keep track of. He's even painted you a landscape or two in heavy gauche before, gifts with awfully sweet dedications on the back. 

He's very good. "For sketching and things. This was a sycamore outside of the Point House arena. It had those helicopter seeds falling from it. You remember when you'd pick those up as a kid and throw them back up into the air?"

The camera person says something and James nods passionately. "Right, we'd have races too! Simpler times." 

It cuts to James pulling out his wallet and his phone. They ask to see his phone wallpaper and he obliges. It's a photo of him and Sirius as kids. They could only be thirteen or fourteen in the photograph, but already Sirius holds his wicked charm like a knife, a sharp smile and a sharper gaze, though his arm around James shoulder is languidly placed. 

"Yep, he's always been like that." 

And finally, his wallet. It's nothing fancy. You can't afford anything as quality as he could himself but he hasn't tried to replace it since you bought it. He peels it open and makes a joke about nobody stealing his identity. 

He smiles wide. "Here's the most important thing in my bag. No, not my card." 

He pulls a piece of white paper from the fold between deft fingers and then turns it to reveal you, a photo of you.

You'll admit you look pretty. There's nothing fanciful to it, just you giving him a soft smile with your hair done up, your head tilting ever so slightly toward your lifted shoulder. 

"This is my girl." He pulls your photo toward him and looks down over the top, no bravado, no charming comment. He smiles at you. "Doesn't she look nice here?" 

The camera person says something again. James looks up, waiting for them to finish before he grins. 

"Yeah, this is my girlfriend. Y/N." 

There's subtitles for the camera person's next question. "This is the first time you've talked about having a partner publicly. Why now?" 

The truth is just the unfortunate consequence of fame. Smear campaigns, hatemail, paparazzi, invasions of privacy. But you can't hide forever. And it feels nice – feels incredible, like your cheeks might bruise from the ache of your smile – to be shown off. 

"'Cos I wanna take her on vacation for our six months, and I want the first photo people see of her to be this one, rather than her drooling on my arm in the airport." 

You laugh. 

"Six months, you've been together?" the camera person asks. 

"And counting. Best six months of my life." 

The interview moves on. There's a few layover shots of the bag's contents. You can't help but feel embarrassed at your face on a clear display next to his wallet, though a binging notification catches your attention before you can pick it apart. 

You click on the notification, an email. It opens, James' voice in the background talking about the new album. 

It's unsurprisingly from loverboy himself. 

Answer your phone!!!!! sent from my iPhone.

You email him back. I've had to turn it off. 

Oh fuck. Are you okay?

You pull the email tab to the side and watch James smile and say goodbye to everyone watching. 

Yeah, I'm perfect. Facetime me?

On you like a rash. 

[cringesideblog]

here’s my dnf playlist and a complete song by song track-list and why I put them on it.

heatwaves- on here for very obvious reasons. i don’t think I need to explain. but here are some lyrics anyway. “Sometimes all I think about is you, late nights in the middle of June.”

Jenny- again this is kinda obvious. “I wanna ruin our friendship, we should be lovers instead, I don’t know how to say this, cuz you’re really my dearest friend.”

TALK ME DOWN- this one just has the best friends pining for eachother vibe. “I wanna sleep next to you, and that’s all I wanna do right now.”

Dark paradise- kinda has dream smp vibes. but also you could argue heatwaves vibes. “Everytime I close my eyes, it’s like a dark paradise.” “There’s no relief, I see you in my sleep.” “There’s no release, I feel you in my dreams.”

Sweater weather- yeah you know why. you absolutely know why. “All I am is a man, I want the world in my hands. I hate the beach but I stand, in California with my toes in the sand.”

Drop the Guillotine- idk man just vibey. give it a listen you’ll get it. it’ll click. “You sure know how to drop that guillotine on me, though you would never wanna see me bleed.”

Can I call you tonight?- thats on their only for of communication being through the phone huh. (major heatwaves vibe) “powers out and I can’t turn the fan on, so can I call you tonight? trying make up my mind, just how I feel.”-“I hear your voice on the phone, now I’m no longer alone.”

Lemon boy- oh my god this song. geogre do be seeing dream as his lemon boy. “I helped him plant his seeds and we’d mow the lawn in bad weather.”

Yellow- DREAM IS LITERALLY GEORGES YELLOW SHUT UP RIGHT NOW. “Look at the stars, look how they shine for you.” “For you I’d bleed myself dry.”

Like you do- first of all I love this song, second, this has dream being a little too attached vibes. The whole song is just them. “Lost in the blue, they don’t love me like you do, those chills that I knew they were nothing without you, and everyone else they don’t matter now. You’re the one I can’t lose, no one loves me like you do.” “Since I met you, all the gloomy days just seem to shine a little more brightly.”

I saw you in a dream- mega heatwaves vibe. “When I’m awake I can’t switch off,” “I saw you in a dream, you came to me. You were the sweetest apparition, such a pretty vision.”

Maybe you’re the reason- did someone say pining best friend who doesn’t know that they’re in love ? this song. this song right here. “I keep looking for something, even though I know that it’s not there. Maybe you’re the reason. And anytime I try to figure it out, you’re the only thing I can think about.”

The king- DREAM SMP VIBE. “You like me, well obviously, so why you tryna leave when you know that I’m the king?” “Other lovers give you no luck, cuz I’m the only one who’s made you fall in love.” “Playing with your heart cuz you gave me the throne.”

Sweet- an adorable song truly that actually fits them so well. “Watching the, video that you sent me- you know that I’m obsessed with your body, but it’s the way you smile that does it for me.” “It’s so sweet, knowing that you love me.”

Apocalypse- um okay here me out, apocalypse au?? yeah i know it’s cute as shit you’re welcome. “Your lips my lips, apocalypse.” “When you’re all alone, I will reach for you, when you’re feeling low, I will be there too.”

Fear of the Water- don’t come for me this ones kinda sad, beautiful song though. “If this was meant for me why does it hurt so much, and if you’re not made for me why did we fall in love?”

Dreaming of you- two words, heat. waves. but also yeah good song for them in general. “Want you all the time, and now I’m dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of you.”

Wires- uhhhhh dream smp vibe, dream villain arc n all . “If he said help me kill the president, id say he needs medicine.” “He said that I should take it in, listen to every word he’s speaking.”

Midnight love- it’s girl in love so, you already know how it issss. “I know I don’t want to, be the one that you run to, when you’ve got nowhere else to go, when you need some love.” “I always give in to give you it all.” “I can’t be your midnight love, when your silver is my gold.”

The beach- SUCH A HEATWAVES SONG JUST LISTEN. “I feel it burning me, I feel it burning you.” “I think I can see the beach, I know what’s underneath. I need you here with me,”

Cherry flavored- the neighborhood just.. they have a dnf vibe. “Cherry flavored conversations with you got me hanging on. Down to earth from all the waiting. Take me somewhere beyond.”

Pretty boy- geogre is a pretty boy. point blank period. “Even if my heart stops beating, you’re the only thing I need with me.” “Pretty boy, you did this with me boy.” “As long as I got you, I’m gonna be alright.”

Bad idea- girl in reddd... but like imagine them casually hooking up and not knowing their in love tho. also I feel like they would definitely think that their relationship is a “bad idea” bc they’re stupid. “It was a bad idea, to think I could stop, was such a bad idea, I can’t get enough.” “Darling your so pretty it hurts.”

Line without a hook- ICONIC!! dream definitely does not think that he deserves george. “You can hold my hand if no ones home.” “All my emotions feel like explosions when you are around” “Oh baby I am a wreck without you.” “She’s a, she’s a lady, and I am just a boy. She’s a, she’s a lady, and I am just a line without a hook.”

Say you hate me- mega dream smp vibes as of recently. with the whole removing geogre as king. “I guess that your friends where right, from the start when they thought that I was a bad guy.” “Can you just say that you hate me? Or that you will never love me?” “Never meant to make you leave, never meant to make you cry.”

Cherry bomb- reminds me of how dream cheated on fundy with geogre. “I’m too close to crushing, and I’m too close for comfort I’m rushing.” “I ask how shes so mellow, she tells me her shades are in yellow.”

This side of paradise- I mean, like, kinda heatwaves vibes, but also just them. “Ask me why my hearts inside my throat. I’ve never been in love I’ve been alone.” “If you’re lonley come be lonley with me.”

Linger- geogre literally has that boy wrapped around his finger and I can’t not see it in this song. But when you look into it HELLA dream smp vibes, lyrics can be switched for either perspective here. “You know I’m such a fool for you, you got me wrapped around your finger.” “I thought the world of you, I thought nothing could go wrong, but I was wrong,”

august- i don’t know what is but this song is for them. it just is. “To live for the hope of it all. Cancel plans just in case you'd call” “So much for summer love, and saying “Us” Cause you weren't mine to lose”

I was an island- i just love the idea of them being hardasses and not thinking they need anyone until the other comes into their life and rocks their world. kinda dream smp vibes “I was a fighter, and I was so brave, but I lowered my sword when you held me and swore you’d stay.” “I was a wolf, dear, apart from the pac But you answered my cries in the dead of the night and told me that you had my back,”

Golden- k this one feeds into the “you’re literally the sun in my sky I’m not worthy” feel “I know you were way too bright for me I'm hopeless, broken” “I know that you're scared Because hearts get broken” “I can feel you take control Of who I am and all I've ever known Loving you's the antidote”

Strong- ummm okay but the “we’re better together” dynamic is them “I’m sorry if I say I need ya, but I don’t care I’m not scared of love.” “when I’m not with you I’m weaker is that so wrong? Is it so wrong, that you make me strong.”

Fly out west- the whole, I need to see you, you’re all I think about, stuff gets me. also heatwaves vibe. “Well tell me do you know? You’re all I dream about. Take it from me I’m too dumb to recognize your doubt.”

Cruel summer- them and summer, you dig? “I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you.” “I love you and that the worst thing you ever heard?”

Nothings gonna hurt you baby- I put this one on here because of how protective dream is over geogre “Nothing’s gonna hurt you baby, as long as your with me you’ll be just fine. Nothings gonna hurt you baby, nothings gonna take you from my side.”

Cardigan- young love, the kind of lover that makes you feel like you are the most important thing in the world to them “when you are young they assume you know nothing, but I knew you-“ “and when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone’s bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite.”

Cry baby- them being in that weird stage where they recognize that it might be more than just senseless flirting and they might have feelings but also being paranoid that they’re the only one with feelings uh- “I can taste it my hearts breaking, please don’t say it. That you know, when you know.” “I know I’ll fall in love with you baby, but that’s not what I wanna do baby.”

Speak now- literally the fundy dream wedding. i rest my case. “I hear the preacher say speak no or forever hold your peace.” “Dont say yes runaway now.”

I love you so- this song is cute on the surface but kinda sad once you look into it. it’s kinda about a codependent love that isn’t going well. “I gotta get away and let you go I gotta get over, but I love you so.” “You were cool and I’m a fool so please let me go.”

In conclusion I’d really appreciate if you could check it out :) <3

[missmarrypotter]

I'm honored

Topper x Y/N ( x Rafe)

Warnings: sex, unprotected sex (wrap it guys), kinks? Idk don't read if you don't like smut 🤣, unrealistic loss of virginity., Sexual things are just with Topper if you wanna know what Rafe has to do with it .. idk read 🤣 Toppi is 18 and Rafe and Y/N are 19. Felt more comfortable this way.

Lol. Just took me half of a year to finish. Sorry smut is not my thing. It's kinda bad written and i did not proofread it. Sorry 🤣🤣 suggestions for improvement are Always Welcome. ♥️

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"Rafe, can i ask you something about Y/N?" Topper asked his friend while hitting the golf ball as hard as he could. He probably should have looked at the Ball for that and not at his Golfing Buddy.

"Yes she has Nipple piercings" Rafe mumbled, sipping on his Beer.

"Uhm no .. i mean yeah i know i can see that every time she doesn't wear a bra" which was quite often.

"Those Boobs do not need any bra like ever. Those are perfect"

"Yeah totally … but what i actually wanted to know is .. like are you .. do you wanna date her?"

Rafe seemed a little surprised by the question but he took his time to think about it.

"No Man. She is a great Girl. The best. But we're just having a good time, you know?"he grinned.

After he downed his Beer Rafe hitched up his left eyebrow. "But why are you asking Bro?"

Topper sighted. He got into the Golf Cart, Rafe taking the place beside him.

"I always wanted to have my first time with my girlfriend i'm madly in love with but since your sister turned out to be more like a dead end i thought about asking Y/N if she could help me out on that" he confessed as they drove to wherever that fucking golf ball landed. He was so frustrated. He tried everything he could to be the perfect Boyfriend. He was patient, loyal and made sure she was happy all the time. But for what? To be cheated on? With John B.? Shit. That probably bugged him more than Sarah not letting him have his shot with her. And the boys teasing him about his still remaining virginity did not help either.

Rafe nodded his head. "Solid idea, you are probably going to enjoy it much more because you won't be the nervous wreck you were around my bitch sister aaand she actually knows what she is doing" he said, patting Toppers shoulder.

"Thanks for your support man but don't call her a bitch"

"I'm just saying it how it is buddy. So what's the plan?"

"I haven't actually thought about it that much. I mean it's really hard to catch her alone. It's either Kelce, you, me and her or we are out with our families. Or she is with you" He whined, currently searching for his golf ball.

"Huh true. You know what, we switching. I was going to do the grocery shopping with her after our game for tonight's sleep over but you, my boy, will do that with her instead" he suggested, downing his now third beer.

"Oh man, yeah. That would be perfect. I owe you." Topper thanked Rafe, playfully punching his chest.

Said shopping took place earlier than planned because that ball had vanished to god knows where. After almost an hour searching they gave up. Rafe drove Topper to Y/N's mansion, explaining the change of Plans. He left horny Topper and confused Y/N with a massive grin on his face.

After Topper and Y/N had everything they needed for tonight and much more, they headed back home. Topper had been awfully quiet the whole time. He felt like a frog was sitting in his throat. It was kind of a big deal. It could ruin their friendship. But on the other side - it's not like they haven't kissed or seen each other naked before. Drunken kisses and skinny dipping was very common in their clique. But sex was still something completely different than a drunken make out Session, at least to him. On the other hand Y/N and Rafe beeing fuck buddys on occasion did not hurt the groupdynamics either. So many thoughts.

"Topper?", Y/N asked while waving her hand up and down in front of his face. " You good Sweet Cheeks? The ice cream in your bag is going liquid" she giggled. Her bags were already empty.

He apologized while stuffing the icecream into the freezer next to what felt like 100 Pizza kartons. They'd need them tomorrow for their hangover for sure.

"You can put me there as well, I'm sweating like a marshmallow over a campfire. It's just so fucking hot today" she breathed out while she tried to fan fresh air into her face with her hands.

"I think we're done here. Does Changing into swimwear and a shower sound good or good right now?"

Topper nodded, following her upstairs. She went into her own bath while the boy went into the guest's bathroom. Well to be honest it was more like Kelce, Toppers and Rafe's bathroom than anything else. They stayed around so much that everything they needed was already stored there. They even had a little wardrobe in with all the clothes they forgot from time to time.

After he was done showering he put on a pair of short jeans he found in their treasure trove of clothes. They were a little tight. Whatever. As he was done he made his way into Y/N' room. She was sitting on her bed. The clothes she chose were a twisted bandeau bikini top with leopard print. It was washed out and looked almost vintage while her white skirt couldn't shine any brighter. It was that kind of school girl skirt you know from all those american High School Drama shows just without the scottish pattern. Yeah right that one you wanna wear when you have to pick up shit from the ground while everyone looks at you.

She smiled at him the second she noticed him

"My brother's shorts look good on you" she noted.

He was 13. That's probably why they were that tight on him.

"So you wanna tell me why you acting all weird or what?" She asked, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

Fuck. She noticed.

His Expression hardened. How does one ask such a thing?

"You're not sick are you? Is everything alright with Kelce and Rafe?" She was spilling out, looking kinda concerned.

"No, god no. We are fine. All of us" he assured her, sweating in places he did not know he was able to sweat.

"Ok good." She breathed out, looking much more relaxed now. For fucks sake she has been their friend since Kindergarten. If anyone understood - it would be her.

"Ok so .. uhm .. ok i can't just ask this out loud.." he mumbled.

"So text me .." she suggested.

"That's good yeah. You're a Genius" he said, grabbing his phone. It took three very long minutes for her Phone to peep.

She looked at him. Why did she look at him, she was supposed to look at her damn phone.

"Don't you wanna look?"

"I don't know, is it worth it?" She asked, as calm as she could be while Topper's heart was pounding as hard as it could.

"Y/N please …" he whispered. She was already making him crazy but not in the way he wanted her to.

"Ok, ok sorry" she giggled while unlocking in her phone. She bursted into laughter as soon as she looked at the screen. Probably a "no" then.

" Omg Kelce just sent me that video from last Weekend when we …"

"OH MY GOD Y/N !" He interrupted her. "Just look at my fucking message .. please."

She held up her hands and pressed her lips together to stop herself from laughing.

"Sorry Topstar, i'm on it" she assured him. The corners of her mouth were stille curled into a wide smile but that changed in a second. Her smile fell out of her face. Her eyes were widened and her lips were slightly parted.

"I would like you to be my first .." she read out loud. She turned her face in his direction. Still not looking happy. Topper swallowed hard.

" Yeah you know .. you are the only person I feel comfortable enough with to ask for such a favor. You are gorgeous, kind and most importantly you make me feel safe" he explained. Silence. She seemed to think about it. Or was she thinking about a way to tell him that this would never happen. Was she smiling or was his Vision just blurry? She cleared her throat.

"Well Top, i'm honored"

"But you won't do it" Topper continued, sighting a little."Yeah. I understand that. Sorry for asking"

She chuckled slightly. "No.." she said, standing up making her way up to him. "I'm just honored" she said in the softest way possible.

"So we are .." he started his words but looking at her Boobs almost spilling out of her a little too tight Bikini top he lost them, making a weird hand gesture instead.

"Yes Topper we are going to fuck" she said accentuation on her last word, tugging on his belt a little. She got on her tiptoes, brushing her soft cheek against his, just to whisper in his right ear "I'm your little practice dummy this afternoon .. which means .. you are free to do whatever you'd like to try". That was it. Those pants were tight before but now they were ready to burst. She seemed to know because he could feel her smile against his ear lobe. But not enough she placed her knee between his legs and pulled it up until it was hitting the soft material of those stupid trousers right in his center. He took a sharp breath, feeling all his blood rushing down where her knee was resting.

Her Hands wandered up to pull his face into her direction. Her features were so soft but her eyes looked skittish. As if she wanted to play and he was her favorite toy right now.

Without any further hesitation he pressed his lips on hers. Those plumb and soft lips. They tasted like the Cranberry slushy they shared on their shopping Trip. But a hint of salt was there as well from all the sweat. At first it was like always. Sweet, soft kisses. Painfully slow. But as her knee wandered away from where he needed her his instincts kicked in. His right hand shot down to her thigh, digging his fingers deep into her skin while his other hand grabbed her ass, pulling her as close as possible. Now there was no space left between them. His bulge now pressed against her stomach, as rock hard as it could be. The kisses not even close to soft anymore. They were sloppy. Wet. Hungrily. Breathtaking.

From squeeezing her buttcheeks he reached up to the back of her top, opening it. She took the chance of the moment to break the kiss, trying to catch her breath. Both of them were heavily panting.

"Those need to get lost … asap" she breathed out, pointing at his shorts while throwing her top away. Said, done. He fumbled the shorts down as quick as he could. What jumped forward, just covered by some very stretched Boxershorts, looked promising.

While gazing at her prey, Y/N took a few steps back towards her bed. He followed, his eyes never leaving hers. As they both reached the end of the bed, their lips were connected once again. A needy moan escaped her lips as Topper gently pushed her onto the bed, placing himself above her and starting to massage her breasts. Pinching her piercings.

It made him kind of proud to be the one to make her feel that way. To make her moan like until now only Rafe had been able to. His friend had told him that she was kind of easy to satisfy with some tricks. She definitely was, which gave him much more confidence. His clothed erection was now rubbing against the soaked fabric of her panties in a painfully slow pace which caused both of them to moan in each other's mouths. Y/N's Hand was now reaching into his pants, pumping him slightly. Said action caused him to break the kiss. Now he was Just resting his forehead against hers, heavily breathing, trying to control his moans. His hands were resting beside her head, gripping the sheets very tight. Her right hand was now in his hair, scratching the back of his head while the other one was working wonders. How could such a tiny Hand feel so good without even doing a lot? His hips were grinding into her hand hard by now and his face was buried into the crook of her neck, biting it slightly. Even the thought of him grinding into her like that and not just her Hand was enough to build up a certain kind of pulsation between her legs. Out of nowhere he gripped her Hand tight and stopped his movements.

"Fuck … Y/N. Stop or i'm coming right now .." he breathed out with a shaky voice. Not that she would mind but she still took her Hand out of his shorts, licking the pree cum off of it.

She kissed his forehead while squeezing her legs together to suppress the needy feeling between them.

"It's ok, you know? I don't mind you coming now. It's normal"

He pressed his lips against hers lovingly while smiling at her words.

"I know but .. I still want you to have your fun and experience a little more myself".

She chuckled. " Oh believe me, i'm having fun honey". He smiled at her words. Rafe was right. It was way more relaxed than it would have been with Sarah. It wasn't awkward at all.

He looked down at her very wet panties. The sight alone almost made him come but he managed to hold it together.

"Can I go down on you?" He asked.

"Sure, suit yourself. I'm yours a hundred percent right now" she smiled, spreading her legs to give him full access. Her cheeks had a rosy tone while he kissed his way down there. She layd back into her pillow, biting her lower lip while he slowly pulled her underwear down. The sight of her leaking, unclothed core made him gulp really hard. She was really letting him do that. His hands shoved themselves under her bum to pull her closer towards him. He gently pressed a kiss above her pussy, inhaling the scent of her. She smelled delicious. His left hand came down there as well, collecting all the wetness between her folds, while the right hand was digging into her hips, making her whimper. It would probably leave some marks. She never pictured him to be one for rough grips but good for her that he proved her wrong.

She was bucking her hips towards his face while she breathed out a very shaky : " Topper please .."

That was all he needed. He brought his tongue down to her clit and circled it slightly while pushing half of his index finger into her. He glanced up to her. She was tilting her head back into her pillow, her torso going up and down very fast. Her breathing sped up even more as he started to give her bundle of joy more pressure while pushing a second finger in there as well, not just half way this time. After some time her moans were filling the whole room. He was surprisingly good at curling his fingers just the right way. After some time she suddenly grabbed his hair and pulled his face back up to hers. He right away smashed her lips back onto hers, replacing where his tongue had been with his thumb. His tongue was now tangling with hers. The free hand held her hips down roughly while his thumb stopped it's action as he felt her walls clenching around his two fingers.

"Shit Topper i'm gonna …" a high pitched moan cut her words off.

"I know" he cockily smiled. He bit her neck while adding a third Finger to send her over the edge. She was digging her nails into the back of his head and his shoulder. Moaning like a mess, her legs shivering like crazy and breathing out his name she released her juice all over his finger. He continued a while before he put out his fingers.

She took his hand and licked her liquid from his fingers, holding his hungry gaze while doing so.

"I guess it wasn't your first time doing that,huh?" She smiled pretty satisfied.

He chuckled.

"No. The Girlfriend i had before Sarah let me do that a few Times"

"Good for me" she said, kissing his nose.

"Glad you liked it" he growled into her ear after licking over it. He was now above her once again. She used her legs to push his crotch into hers earning a very low, kind of dirty chuckle from him.

"I'd really love to make you cum like this around my cock again" he said, licking over her bottom lip. His words gave her goosebumps. He didn't sound at all like her cute little Topper right now. She opened her mouth to let his tongue in and tried to pull his bottoms down with her left feet slowly. He wiggled himself out of the last piece of fabric between them, his erection springing free, slapping against her core. She whimpered at this sensation, biting his lip slightly.

"Y/N, i want you to ride me… please" he begged.

"Anything you want Topstar" she answered, biting her lower lip.

She pushed herself off her bed. With ease she swung her leg over him and hoverd her body on top of his. Her bare pussy now sat on his lower abdomen. Throbbing and dripping for what was about to happen. She placed her hands on his torso, holding him down while her lips came down to his. Not claiming his own, just brushing them slightly on her way down to his neck. He didn't seem to like her teasing. His right hand snapped to the back of her head, his fingers grabbing into her hair tight, tugging it harsh while the other one found her hip, pushing her body further down and her face into his.

She let out a little moan as her butt came in contact with his friend down there which made him even harder, if that was even possible.

"You're on birth control, right?"

She just nodded. Perfect.

His kisses were sloppy and his grip on her hair did seem to get even tighter as she placed herself above his cock, guiding him through her wet folds. That damn teasing, he wanted her now.

His eyes went shut, his hand let her hair go and he bucked his hips towards her, begging for more. Kissing was not possible anymore because he had the back of his head buried in the pillow right now and she was sitting on top of him with her back straight up.

"Ready?' she breathed out. Pumping him a few times before she guided him to her entrance as he nodded. As she sank onto him, they both moaned in sync. She had to take him in slowly to adjust. He was stretching her out pretty good even after the work his three fingers did before. She moved up and down his length a few times but never took him in the whole way. He wanted to grab onto her hips to finally push her down the whole way but Y/N smacked his hands away.

"You fucking Tease .." he growled.

She just smirked, circling her hips to increase the feeling a little.

After a while she placed his hands on her hips and whispered :" guide me.." and as soon as she did so, he pulled her all the way down on his member, his hips pushing upwards the same second. Damn he was eager. Soon their thrusts had found each other's rhythm. She felt so good around him. The sound of skin slapping against each other and their moans and growls was most likely heard through the whole house. Luckily her whole family was out. Or at least she hoped so. She really was good at what she was doing, Rafe had been right. He sure would not be able to hold back any longer after all that teasing of her. Bitch. He had to make her come before himself. Good thing that his Buddy shared some of his tricks with him. After a few minutes Topper got his torso up, claiming her right nipple with his mouth, twirling his tongue around her Piercing while giving her butt a firm slapp. Rafe had told him that this was what brought her close to her finish almost every time. And he was right. As soon as he attached his mouth to her and continued to smack her bum firmer with every slapp, Y/N's movements became slower and her legs started to shake a little.

"Shit, flipp me over Topstar, now. My legs are not going to work any longer" she begged. He wanted to tease her as much as she did with him but he just couldn't hold back for that much more.

He slung his big arms around her and did what she asked him to do. As Y/N was laying under him once again his right hand snapped around her neck, squeezing it slightly while the other one held her hip down firmly, preventing her from squirming around too much. Their new position made it possible for him to slam into her even deeper. Not that it would have been necessary. His previous attention to her nipple, the spanking and now his hand around her throat were enough for her walls to clench together once again. Biting his shoulder to muffle her screams, she came around his length, leaking onto her already very soaked sheets. Topper was more than happy about it because he was at his limit. A few seconds after riding out her climax he followed her, his thrusts became sloppy seconds before spilling his hot seed into her. He proudly watched his liquid spill out of her, mixed with her own as he pulled out of her slowly. She whined at the feeling of him leaving her. He let his body fall down right next to her, pretty satisfied, nuzzling his face against her cheeks. She turned her face to him, both smiling at each other.

"Thank you for doing that with me"

"My Pleasure mister Thornton" she chuckled.

She was pleasantly surprised. Sure Rafe gave him some Tips but still, he did really good. And not just for his first time. He had been much better than some other guys with more experience.

"Now get your Butt up. We need to shower and change the sheets, the others will be here soon" she advised, giving him a little peck on his lips.

After they finished showering and changing clothes they split up. Topper was now preparing anything for tonight's Party downstairs while Y/N was changing her sheets. A car was pulling into the driveway and soon she heard a voice through the doors. Probably Kelce. He was always early.

A loud bang made her swing around. It was Rafe. He had the weird habit of climbing through her window instead of using the door. The bang was caused by a watering can she had placed on the windowsill. Good thing it was empty.

"Oh, sorry Babe", he apologized, placing it back where it came from.

She laughed. " Better than any alarm system"

He nodded, making his way up to her, placing a kiss on her forehead.

He sat down on her bed, eying her amused.

She rolled her eyes jokingly. "Just ask already"

"So, how was it?"

"Honestly, pretty good" she grinned.

"How did you even get him to ask me for it?"

He shrugged.

"I didn't even had to. It was his own idea, i just had to encourage him a little." He patted on his lap. She followed his invite and took a seat on him.

She flinched a little from the feeling of Rafe's thick thighs touching her clothed, still a little sore and swollen pussy. He seemed to notice, his grin went wide and he started to caress her lower back a little.

"So you think he has potential?" He cooed into her ear while placing kisses around it.

She giggled, leaning into his lips to give him better access.

"It's hard to say already but i think after a little more practise he might be up for it. He can be kind of possessive and a little rough sometimes and his stamina seems promising probably due to the fact he is a certain age already. I think he'd like to experience more. "

"Amazing" he said, pecking her neck. "I wanted to smash you into that mattress with him for such a long time, i can wait a little longer"

"That's the spirit Baby. So, which way around is it, do you wanna see me getting fucked by him or him watching you fuck me?" She chuckled.

He laughed.

"Probably both" he said, tugging a strand of her hair behind her ear. She smiled.

Y/N and Rafe had been fooling around with each other for quite some time and their relationship was much deeper than most people would think. They had been inseparable since birth. He was just a few days older. Their mothers used to lay them beside each other because they wouldn't fall asleep any other way. They went to the same Kindergarten, same school. Had the same Friends and attended family parties together. And they shared everything. They lost their virginities to each other and figured out their sexual orientations and preferences together. As a result of that they found out that Y/N had a thing for being someone's first, liked it rather rough and favored her sexual Partners to know Rafe in some way. He was absolutely on Board with the rough trip. Another thing they discovered was that Rafe loved to watch someone else fucking her, touching himself while doing so or join them while having fun with each other. He even might have a thing for other men as well. They were yet about to find that one out. But the most important thing was honesty and not doing any of that behind the others' back. And so far it worked out pretty good for them.

"Come on Loverboy, let's get down there and have some fun", he nodded and followed her after she stood up and made her way downstairs.

"Game on" he whispered as he walked her down into the living room where a few party guests already talked and drank while music was playing in the background. She nodded.

"Game on" she returned before they made their way up to Kelce and Topper to start their weekend and their new project.

Gif is not mine, obviously 🤗