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What about your Human AU, when does Eddie get into the lake?!
uhhhh *rolls dice* the group gets Shitfacedâ˘ď¸ and Eddie wakes up on a partially flooded raft in the middle of yeah, the lake <3 no idea how he got there <3
#lake's too big to be able to swim to shore so he has to awkwardly paddle the inflatable raft#everybody else is scattered around#barnaby is in a tree. wally is cuddling a raccoon. frank is draped over a tall boulder. julie is buried up to her neck. etc#it was a wild night and no one recalls what happened but sally now owns a horse#also eddie wakes up in full drag. he was Not in drag when the night started#rambles from the bog#wh modern human au#the gang doesnt normally go out to drink bc julie always ropes them into a drinking game#poppy Was the designated driver but then they were all like 'ohhh we can get an uber if you want One margarita or somethn'#but poppy has Major lightweight vibes#so that one margarita got her tispy enough to be like 'screw it get me another' and next thing you know!#they're all singing impromptu karaoke on the street corner#& waking up by a random lake in a forest they do Not recognize <3#oh or maybe eddie wakes up in an inner tube#like his arms are draped over the sides and thats the only thing keeping him from slippin under the water#when he gets to the shore his wig & shoes are gone. his dress is soaked. his makeup is a smeared running mess. hungover as hell#frank has never been more attracted to a man in their life <3
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People who characterized Rosebot as an uncaring person about Kanaya while they painted Davebot as a soft sadboy for Karkat donât like seeing a bad bitch yearn
#I wonât shut up about how opposite this is#liek davebot literally leaves without saying bye to anyone#and is too busy rapping about his impromptu divorce#while ck is crying about his alleged death đ#meanwhile rosebot admits to simulating the intimacy she had with kanaya#sheâs thinking about that time her and Kanaya cuddled under the sun#while ult dirk rambles on about making homestuck and being comically evil
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I'm Already Here (and I Won't Leave Now)
eee now that the authors have been revealed, I can finally (officially) post this fic here :)) this is one of my favorite fics that I've written so far, and I had a blast writing it for @killiarious <3
"Um, actually, there's something I've been meaning to ask you," he says. There's a waver in his voice that Buck can't decipher, so he puts his beer down and turns towards Eddie to give him his full attention. "Chris is gonna be at a playdateâhe'd kill me for calling it that," he laughs, "but he's gonna be gone pretty much all day Saturday and overnight, so I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me? Just the two of us?" Buck exhales in relief, amused at his best friend's nerves. You'd think that after almost five years of friendship, they'd be masters at communication and that asking to hang out would be a piece of cake but apparently not for them. "I'd love to, Eds." or 5 times Buck doesn't realize he and Eddie are dating + the 1 time he figures it out
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#i am realizing how much i write buck-and-eddie-drinking-on-the-couch#it's kind of a lot but it's not my fault that that's a good cozy setting for some impromptu cuddling or making out or whatever (lol)#my work#mine#gift work#911 fox#911 fanfiction#buddie#buddie fanfiction#118 holiday gift exchange#911
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Whenever Jason is not in the best of moods, the rest of the family knew just who to get to make this right; you.
So the moment dick pushed you into Jasonâs room, closing the door behind you, knowing firsthand that Jason hates being bothered when he wasnât in a great mood, much to youâre surprise but the moment Jason saw that it was you his mood lightens and his face becomes soft.
âHi. I heard you werenât in a good mood.â You said and within the blink of an eye you were within Jasonâs arms as he cuddled you against him like a teddy bear.
He hummed deeply as he burrowed his head into your shoulder. It was cute to see Jason like this, one minute about to bite someoneâs head, but the next heâs docile and acting like some overgrown cat. Purring and clinging onto you for emotional support as you rubbed his broad back soothingly.
You were the Jason whisperer amongst his family, only you could bring calm and quiet to his mind just by caressing his cheek and smiling at him while asking; âare you okay jay birdie?â
âNo.â He huffs. âFamily being a bunch of dicks.â
âIsnât that how family usually are? A bunch of dicks?â You replied and Jason couldnât help but smile as he brought you closer as he draped the covers of his bed over the both of you, getting ready for an impromptu nap.
âThis family is the biggest bunch of dicks to ever dick.â Jason groaned sleepily as he tucked you under his chin, practically cocooning his body over yours in a protective manner.
âWhy?â You asked, running your hand through his hair, making sure to mess with his white tuff at the front the most. âThey know my weakness for you.â He answers as he feel the need to sleep lull him along with your fingers through his hair easing him into a state of relaxation.
Even after Japan falls asleep and dick, Damian, Tim, Steph, cass and duke peaked their heads through the doorway to see you stroking the back of their behemoth of a brother as though he was as harmless as a puppy.
âJason whisperer strikes again.â Steph said in a whisper.
You smiled at them before looking back at Jason, then back at them. âIâm going to be stuck here for a good while.â You tell them and their faces changed. âWhy?â Duke asked, worried that something was wrong.
âWatch.â You tell them as you began to shuffle away from Jason, only for Jason to shove you back under his chin and his legs to latch onto yours, keeping your face pressed against his tiddies. âSee, he wonât let me leave.â You added, voice muffled from Joe close Jason was pressing you to his chest. Dick, Tim, Damian, cass, duke and Steph could only smile and find humour in your current situation and how sweet their brother was when it came to you.
âAll the more reason for you to move in.â Damian said point blankly and you look at him oddly. Dick puts his hand on Damianâs shoulder, smiling reassuringly at you. âDamian only wishes you to be closer, for Jasonâs sake and ours.â You smiled at the pair of them from your position on Jasonâs chest. âThatâs sweet and all but i think it would be best if you guys left us alone for a couple hours, I can feel Jason shifting.â
With that being said dick, Tim, Damian, cass, Steph and duke were quick to shut the door and scatter across the manor, not knowing that they had fell for your trick so you could fall asleep with Jason without any interruptions. âYou minx.â He grumbles into your head as you kiss under his jaw.
âNot my fault I want to spend time with my beautiful man.â You replied as you got yourself comfortable and fell into a seamless sleep.
#dc imagine#dc x reader#dc x you#dc fanfic#dc comics x reader#dc fic#dc x y/n#dc fanfiction#jason todd x reader#jason todd imagine#jason todd fluff#jason todd imagines#jason todd x y/n#jason todd x you#red hood x you#red hood imagine#red hood x reader#red hood imagines
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The Bet
Hot Bucky Summer 2024 - Week 1
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Plus-size female character (unnamed)
Prompt: âLouder, let everyone hear you.â | [Screaming/Noisy Sex | Gangbang | Exhibiotionism] @buckybarnesevents
Summary: (7k) Buckyâs girlfriend thinks she can stay quiet during sex - Buckyâs more than happy to prove her wrong.
Warnings: 18+ Only. Fluff. Established relationship. Praise. Brief mention of insecurities. Dirty talk. Domination. Oral (f receiving). Fingering. Squirting. (Unprotected) PiV.
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âWait,â Bucky says, reaching for the remote yet again. âWhy does she even care? I thought she hated him.â
Bucky and his girlfriend are cuddling on their king-sized bed, enjoying another quiet night at home - something their friends like to tease them about, but theyâll never change. Home is where all their favorite things are.Â
The moment Bucky pauses the show - for what feels like the hundredth time since they started the episode - she buries her face against his chest, her groan slightly muffled by his shirt.
Buckyâs laughter gently shakes her body as he asks, âWhat? Iâm trying to understand!â
She picks her head up to glare at him, only slightly frustrated, a smile twitching at the corners of her mouth. âYouâd understand if we started from the beginning instead!â
Sheâs been trying to get him to watch her favorite show for months now, and when he randomly suggested they watch the latest episode tonight, she wasnât going to argue.
Sheâs regretting that now.
For someone as intelligent as Bucky, heâs oblivious to the inner workings of TV drama.
Bucky blinks slowly at her response, his eyes wide like she just said they shouldâve gone to Samâs impromptu karaoke party. And then he lets out an incredulous laugh, quick to point out, âThere are ten seasons of this show! By the time we get caught up, there will be at least five more.âÂ
Her mouth opens in surprise, and she pushes herself up, one hand on his stomach, her other hand moving to her chest like heâs just wounded her.
âFirst of all, there are six seasons.â Bucky playfully groans in response, the pout on her face telling him exactly where sheâs going with this. âAnd even if there were ten seasons, you wouldnât want to watch them with me?â
âOkay.â Buckyâs laughter reaches his eyes as he tosses the remote to the side - itâs clear heâs not going to be pressing play anytime soon.
He looks adoringly at his girlfriend as he sits up with her, his gaze never wavering. âDoll. Sweetheart. Love of my life. Iâd enjoy watching paint dry with you.âÂ
Her smile almost breaks through, but she holds back, patiently waiting for him to continue. Heâs either about to make too much sense, or heâs about to dig the hole deeper.Â
After a soft, dramatic sigh, he gently tells her, âBut, we havenât even gotten through this episode, and itâs already been over an hour.â
The moment he says it, he has to hold back his laughter, her response exactly what heâs expecting.
Her mouth drops open again, and she laughs at the ridiculous notion that sheâs to blame for their time-management issues.
With a quick shake of her head, and resisting the urge to poke him, she quickly points out, âYou keep pausing to ask questions!âÂ
The moment the words are out of her mouth, Bucky seems almost too eager to remind her of several moments that had nothing to do with him. Sure, heâs partly to blame, but most of the interruptions had nothing to do with him.
Like during the first five minutes when she kept getting up because she forgot something. Or when she had to search a familiar looking actor.
âOr,â Bucky continues, his tone gentle, even though heâs clearly enjoying himself. âWhen you swore youâd heard that one song before-.âÂ
She cuts Bucky off before he can finish the last thought, shoving one of the pillows in his face, his hands quickly deflecting it.
âI get it!â she says, laughing with him as he pulls the pillow away from her before she can attempt to hit him with it again.
His slightly raised eyebrow tells her heâs waiting to see if sheâs going to try to defend herself.
âFine,â she relents, giving him another exaggerated pout that makes him grin. âI guess no marathons for us then.â
She glances at the TV where the episode is still paused before turning her attention back to Bucky, her own grin growing. âAt least,â she starts, her eyebrow raising suggestively. âNo marathons of the TV variety.â
Bucky laughs, a surge of arousal rushing over him at the mere suggestion, but has to shake his head, the disappointment clear on his face.
With a pointed look, he reminds her, âSamâs down the hall.â
Sam materialized on their doorstep a couple of days ago to stake claim to their guestroom once again, this time while in the city for a friendâs birthday.Â
There hadnât been any objections at the time - and there arenât any now, as far as Buckyâs concerned.
He really doesnât care if Sam hears them having sex. Itâs not like Buckyâs never overheard him before. But Bucky knows his girlfriend. If she thinks Sam might have heard her, itâll take her weeks before sheâll be able to be in the same room as him without turning red.Â
Sheâs not thinking about any of that, though.
Itâs been a few days since thereâs even been an opportunity for them to get lost in each other, and she doesnât want to waste this one.
With a smile and a slight shrug, she simply says, âSo? I can be quiet.âÂ
Buckyâs bark of laughter rings out, and she narrows her eyes at him. Before she can even think about it, he quickly grabs the pillow still sitting between them so she canât throw it at him and instead flings it to the side, making her laugh.Â
âWhat?â she asks, still feeling confident in her words. âI can be!â
âNo,â Bucky says, trying to hold back his laughter as he shakes his head at her. The simple refusal of her statement makes her lips part in a surprised exhale, but before she can make an argument, he adds, âYou are entirely incapable of being quiet, doll.â
He canât help but lean just a bit closer to whisper, âEspecially with me.âÂ
That feels like a challenge to her. And even though she knows Bucky is probably right, she canât just give in. Sheâs just as stubborn as he is, and she knows exactly how to play this.
With a quick flick of her tongue to wet her lips, she leans towards him, their mouths almost close enough to touch, and asks, âWanna bet?â
Her question has the desired effect, causing Buckyâs stomach to flutter with a rush of excitement. Sheâs a strong, confident, capable woman, and thereâs almost nothing she canât do, especially once she puts her mind to it.
But, thereâs not a doubt in his mind that heâll have her screaming by the end of the night.
Buckyâs hand reaches out to brush a few strands of hair away from her face, his eyes glancing at her mouth as he starts to close the short distance.
Her hope to feel his lips on hers fades quickly, though, Bucky pausing to grin at her, needing to set the terms of their deal first.Â
âWhen you lose, weâre finally getting that swing.âÂ
For the briefest of moments, she hesitates. The idea of a sex swing excites her, and itâs something theyâve been discussing for months - even going so far as to choose their favorite - but the intimidating feeling of being on display like that has never faded.
Buckyâs only ever made her feel beautiful, and sexy, and desirable, but that doesnât mean he can completely erase decades' worth of insecurities.Â
Bucky doesnât rush her, not with something like this. Heâll give her all the time in the world to decide if this is a bet sheâs willing to take. And if she decides sheâs not ready, then heâll accept that without hesitation, no matter how much he wants her to say yes.Â
The anticipation is short lived though, because a smile spreads across her face and before she even says, âdealâ heâs already hard, imagining how incredible sheâll look suspended and tied up for him, completely at his mercy.
There are so many possibilities, and the sooner he wins, the sooner he gets to make them all a reality.
Her lashes flutter when Buckyâs hand moves along her scalp, his fingers sliding through her hair to softly grip the strands. She allows him tilt her head back, putting her in the perfect position for him to finally kiss her, and she tries to remain patient.Â
It doesnât matter, though, because after just a soft brush of his lips against hers, heâs pulling away again, the grin on his face causing her to let out a frustrated sigh.
As much as Bucky wants to just jump right into this with her, the faint taste of her on his lips making his cock twitch, heâs taking this bet seriously.Â
He meets her gaze, holding her head steady, and says, âWe gotta set some ground rules first.â
She breathes heavily but doesnât move, waiting for him to continue, wanting this just as much as he does.
âNo covering your mouth,â he tells her, increasing the hold of her hair, making her gasp softly.
Bucky doesnât miss the way her thighs tense with arousal, and he groans softly, pulling her closer so his lips brush across the corner of her mouth. âThat includes no biting me.âÂ
She lets out a soft exhale of a laugh, but doesnât object, no matter how much she enjoys sinking her teeth into him when heâs fucking her hard.
And considering this bet and whatâs at stake here, there are no plans to go slow tonight.Â
With a slight nod of her head, his fingers limiting her movement, she agrees, but sheâs unable to stop herself from still being a bit of a brat. âIs that all?â
Bucky pulls back, narrowing his eyes at her, his breathing slowing down as he fights the urge to smile. He loves when she pushes back - itâs her way of telling him not to go easy on her.Â
âNo,â he answers her, his vibranium hand suddenly coming up to wrap around her throat.
The brief flash of surprise that crosses her face is quickly replaced by a look of pure desire, her trust in him radiating off of her. It encourages him to keep going, his need for her reaching new heights.
âYouâre also not allowed to tell me to stop just because you canât be quiet.â
Her body tingles with pleasure, just like it always does when he takes charge, and she has to bite back a moan as the ache between her thighs intensifies.
Sheâs playing with fire, but all it does is excite her, even as she briefly wonders if she has an ounce of a chance of winning this bet.Â
The moment he asks if she agrees to the terms, she answers without hesitation, telling him, âYes.â
With a cheeky grin, she adds, âAnd I look forward to winning.â
Thatâs all Bucky needs to hear and he pulls her against him, crashing his mouth against hers, his tongue immediately demanding entrance.
With his hand around her throat and his fingers gripping her hair, he keeps her in place so he can kiss her, leaving her breathless and desperate for more.
As much as Bucky enjoys taking his time with her, heâs on a mission tonight.
Thereâs a primal urge to claim her, to prove how quickly he can make her lose control. And thereâs no doubt that heâs going to win this bet.
Within just a couple minutes, Bucky has her naked and writhing underneath him, her head resting on a pillow.
His lips follow a slow trail from her neck to her breasts, taking a moment to focus on her sensitive nipples, giving them both the attention they deserve, his ears trained on the soft noises of pleasure already leaving her.Â
Her hands never leave his body, needing something to hold onto to keep her focus, her fingers gently tugging at his hair while her other hand grabs at his shoulder, pressing against the defined muscle.
Sheâs already having to force herself to take slow, deep breaths, the occasional shift of hips causing his hard cock to tease along her wetness, making her want to beg for more.
She remains as quiet as possible though, her eyes drifting closed as Buckyâs mouth travels lower, taking his time to place tender kisses all over her soft stomach, reminding her how much he loves every single inch of her.
He doesnât even care that sheâs not looking at him right now. Heâs just grateful for the way she gives herself to him, trusting him to treat her like she deserves.
With one last glance up, Bucky eagerly settles between her thighs, the smell of her filling his nostrils, making his mouth water.
The soft groan that leaves him makes her hips twitch, and he pauses for a second to take her in, both hands coming up to keep her spread wide for him.
Sheâs already so wet, the sight of her swollen clit just begging to be licked, and he canât wait to hear her come apart for him.
The first slow swipe of his tongue along her slit causes her body to tense, the sudden sensation making her breath hitch, almost making her forget all about the bet.
Bucky learned her body so quickly when they first became intimate, and now, the familiar swirl of his tongue around her clit immediately makes her back arch, a moan getting trapped in her throat.
He loves the taste of her, happy to spend as much time between her thighs as she lets him, and even though thatâs not what tonight is about, he still takes a moment to appreciate the delicious meal sheâs offering him.
He alternates between long licks, and fucking her with his tongue, grinding his soft beard against her pussy to get as deep as he can, as if starved for more of her.Â
Despite Buckyâs own noises of pleasure getting louder, hers remain low, and itâs not long before the desire to hear her scream builds inside of him again.
Without warning, his mouth suddenly closes over her clit, his tongue resuming the perfect rhythm against the bundle of nerves and his hands grips her thighs, holding her in place.
She cuts off the harsh gasp that spills out of her, and her fingers tighten their grip on his hair as her hips move against his mouth, chasing her pleasure.
Despite half her focus on keeping her sounds under control, heâs still able to quickly bring her to the edge, and her other hand grips the bedsheet as the tension suddenly snaps.
As much as it turns Bucky on to watch her and feel her come for him, thereâs something wrong about not hearing her as she loses control.
He refuses to pull away though, his mouth working her through her orgasm, his hands holding her, letting her ride out the waves. His own hips grinding against the mattress, his cock hard and heavy, aching for relief.
When she becomes too sensitive, he takes pity on her and quickly kisses back up her body, giving her a moment to catch her breath.
Her need for him is too overwhelming though, and within seconds, she meets him in a kiss, moaning at the taste of herself on his tongue.Â
She doesnât allow herself to get lost in the moment for too long, her body craving more, and she reaches between them, her fingers wrapping around his thick cock, ready to remind him that she still has a chance of winning this bet.Â
Bucky welcomes her touch, his hips thrusting forward, groaning against her mouth.
She takes advantage of his pleasure-filled state, rubbing her thumb across the head of his cock, the tip slick with his arousal, and proudly states, âI told you I could be quiet.âÂ
The laugh he makes in return sends a shiver down her back, and she can barely quiet the soft squeak as he pulls her hand away, his fingers wrapped around her delicate wrist.
Heâs always careful not to cause her any real discomfort, but the look he gives her still makes her freeze, wondering what sheâs gotten herself into.
âOh sweetheart,â Bucky chuckles, slowly pinning her hands over her head as he starts to grind his cock against her. âWeâre barely getting started.â
Her body tenses in anticipation, expecting him to thrust inside of her, but he doesnât change his pace, his eyes taking in how beautiful she looks, all desperate and needy, her skin flushed.
Even after all this time with him, sheâs still not used to all the attention he gives her, and sheâs grateful that he allows her to move with him.
Each shift of her hips makes her breath quicken just a bit more, the length of his cock sliding along her clit, and sheâs pretty sure she could come just like this.Â
The thought of it makes her body pulse with arousal, and she quickly nods her head, breathing quickly. âPlease,â she whispers, her fingers flexing under his hold.
He grins down at her, tightening his grip slightly, keeping the same pace, watching her fight between completely giving in and trying to silence her noises.
Bucky wants the noises. He needs them. He needs to hear her whines and moans and cries as he brings her pleasure.
Sheâs clearly determined to win this, but so is he. And the moment he feels her almost reaching the edge, he suddenly stops, pulling his hips out of reach of her.
She has no idea how, but she manages to keep the whine of ânoâ down, her voice almost betraying her. Buckyâs soft laughter helps keep her focused, though, and she glares at him, breathing heavily.
Her mouth opens in protest, but before she can even think of how to react, his vibranium hand closes around her throat, pushing her down against the bed.Â
âOh god,â is all she can say, her voice trembling as she tries to mentally prepare herself for whatever Bucky has planned.
He knows her too well though, and the moment he moves, she almost loses the bet.
His right hand slides between her thighs, and in one smooth motion, he fills her with two fingers, curling them inside of her to press against her front wall.
She bites her lip hard enough to almost draw blood, but sheâs able to dampen her cry of pleasure as she throws her head back, both hands now gripping the sheet.Â
Bucky gives her no time to gather her composure before he starts moving, the heel of his hand rubbing hard against her clit while his fingers stroke over her g-spot.
She may not be speaking, but her body is talking, the sounds of her wetness filling the air. He growls his approval and leans over her, his metal fingers twitching against her throat.
âListen to that,â he murmurs, watching her as he quickly works her towards another orgasm. âYour pussyâs talking to me, doll. Just begging for more.â
She pulls her lips inward between her teeth, biting down as she breathes heavily through her nose, the pleasure starting to make it harder to focus.
His words arenât making it any easier, but sheâs grateful that he doesnât make her look at him, her eyes currently shut tight, her head pressing into the pillow underneath her.Â
Thereâs something so intoxicating to Bucky about being in charge of her pleasure, and he knows heâll never get enough of her.
For just a moment, he forgets about the bet, his eyes taking in the way she writhes underneath his touch, everything about her encouraging him to keep going. Her back arching, her legs spread, hips thrusting in time with his hand as he fucks her deep and hard.
Except, sheâs still keeping her noises to a minimum. Even as she starts to breathe quicker, the gasps turning to shuddering sighs, she manages to somehow keep it all under control.
And itâs starting to get under Buckyâs skin. He canât be a gracious loser when it comes to this.
That primal feeling resurfaces in Bucky, the urge to take her hard and fast igniting inside of him. But, first, he needs to make her come again.
He quickly moves his left hand down her body, pressing hard against her clit, giving him the ability to fuck her harder with his fingers.
Her eyes roll back in her head, and she nearly screams, his fingers deep inside of her, curled and rubbing hard against the spongy tissue.
She can feel the pressure building, and she grabs her legs, her hands wrapping around her ankles to keep her spread wide for Bucky.
âThatâs it,â he encourages her, just as breathless as she is, his body humming with pleasure. âCan feel you, sweetheart,â he moans, grinding harder against her clit, knowing exactly what she needs to get over the edge. âDoing so good for me. Gonna come all over my fingers, arenât you?â
She quickly nods her head, but she canât trust herself to speak. She can barely breathe anyway as her fingers dig into her ankles, the slight pain giving her something to focus on, reminding her of the stakes here.
Sheâs so overwhelmed, and he hasnât even fucked her with his cock yet. She has no idea how sheâs going to win this bet.
She canât think about that right now though, because her entire body suddenly tenses, and she squirts, coating his hand with her juices.
She barely hears Buckyâs groan of approval, but his words of praise quickly flood her brain, and she comes for him, using every bit of energy to not cry out.
âGood girl. Fuck, look at you,â his deep voice adds to the pleasure still washing over her and she lets go of her ankles to reach out for Bucky, needing him.
He quickly joins her, resting some of his weight on top of her, letting her cling to him as her body shudders, her hips riding his fingers.Â
âYou feel so fucking good,â he murmurs against her neck, his fingers buried deep inside of her, savoring the way her pussy pulses with each wave of pleasure. âI think I should I make you come again, just like this.â
Heâs only half-serious, his cock aching to be inside of her.
Her expected whine makes him laugh, and he curls his fingers inside of her again, easily finding that spot that makes her tremble.
Sheâs still sensitive from her orgasm, but her mind is starting to clear, and she immediately shakes her head. âAbsolutely not.â Another breathy moan, and then, âI think you should let me suck your cock.â
Bucky groans, allowing himself to briefly consider it, but kisses her softly and tells her no.
As much as they both enjoy when he fucks her mouth, itâs not going to help him win this bet. Her mouth needs to be free to make all those beautiful noises.
âI think youâre forgetting the point here, doll.â he teases, sitting up between her thighs and slowly sliding his fingers out of her dripping pussy.
She doesnât even try to stop the soft whine from the loss, and he grins at her, watching her as he lifts his fingers to his mouth, licking the delicious taste off both digits.Â
The sight of him clearly enjoying himself makes her want to bring him more pleasure, and she leans up to kiss him again, welcoming the taste of her wetness on his lips and tongue.
When her teeth playfully bite at his bottom lip, his fingers tangle in her hair to pull her head back, meeting her grin with one of his own.
âHow about I put my cock somewhere else?âÂ
The smile on her face grows, despite her slight disappointment at not getting to have him in her mouth. And as Bucky rests back on his knees, she slides her hands down to touch herself, giving him an even better view of her wet pussy.Â
The action immediately makes him groan, and his hands move to her ankles, gripping them to steady himself. After all this time, she still has the ability to catch him off guard, and it makes him love her even more.
They both watch as he moves his hips forward to slide his cock along her slick slit, almost slipping inside her before gliding up to tease her exposed clit.
The movement sends a jolt of pleasure through both of them, and she lets out a soft whine, shifting her hips to try to guide him to where he needs to be.
Itâs futile, though. Buckyâs doing this on purpose. Trying to make her forget the bet, but she keeps herself under control, breathing heavily through her nose, proving to him sheâs just as dedicated as he is.
With a longing look on her face, and another shift of her hips, she pleads, âFuck me.â
Buckyâs fingers tighten around her ankles, but he stays exactly where he is, continuing to tease her with the head of his cock. âYou sure youâre ready?â
His gentle tone makes her laugh softly, but he shakes his head at her, his eyes dark with desire.
âIâm serious, doll.â His breathing is just as heavy as hers, his body tense from trying to control himself. âIâm planning to fuck you until you scream for me.â
Sheâs far from making objections, her need for him overwhelming. As if he needs any more encouragement, she licks her lips and raises her brow at him, declaring yet again, âIâm going to win this bet.â
His laugh sends another shiver down her spine and a pulse of pleasure straight to her clit. Thereâs no way sheâs winning this bet, but sheâs going to have fun losing.
Bucky angles his hips, their bodies fitting together perfectly, and as the tip of his cock pushes against her entrance, he tells her, âArms over your head.â
She narrows her eyes at him but doesnât question it, knowing thereâs a good reason for it. And sheâs excited to find out what it is.Â
The moment her hands grip the pillow under her head, he smirks at her and snaps his hips, burying himself inside of her.
A harsh gasp leaves her, but itâs not loud enough to make her lose and she throws her head back, biting her lips to keep her mouth shut as he starts to fuck her hard.Â
Bucky pushes her legs back, spreading her wider as he finds a quick rhythm. His own noises of pleasure get louder, but he does nothing to quiet them.
He knows how much she craves the sounds he makes, the pleasure she gives him like nothing heâs ever experienced.Â
âOh fuck,â he groans, trying not to squeeze her ankles too hard, âyou feel so good, baby. So wet, oh my god.â
She canât look at him. She clings to the pillow underneath her, her forearms cradling her head as she does everything in her power not to cry out. His cock feels so good inside of her, reaching all the spots that make her toes curl and her body shudder in pleasure.
Bucky is more than desperate to hear more from her. The soft gasps and whimpers doing nothing to quell the ache to experience her pleasure at its fullest.
Heâs used to her cries and moans filling the room, and while everything about her is telling him sheâs enjoying herself, itâs not nearly enough.Â
âStay just like that,â he orders her, sliding his hands down, squeezing her thick thighs as keeps moving, his hips never faltering.
Sheâs in no mood to disobey, willingly letting him fuck her towards yet another orgasm. Bucky can feel her tightening, her walls trying to keep him in place on each outstroke.
âThatâs it. You wanna come for me again? Wanna come all over my cock?â
She canât trust her voice and all she can do is nod her head, finally opening her eyes to look up at him.
He immediately growls and leans forward, letting her thighs spread around him as his hands go to her bouncing tits, making her back arch, allowing him even deeper.
Bucky curses again, her wetness allowing him to bottom out each time, and he can feel his own orgasm building, the sight of her writhing underneath him almost too much.
âFuck,â he growls, his right hand moving to her stomach, loving the feel of his fingers digging into her soft flesh, his hips never slowing. âYou feel so good. Come on, come for me, doll, let me feel you.â
All it takes is one brush of his thumb over clit and she comes again, her fingers sore from her tight grip the pillow. But all she can focus on is the electric current of pleasure rushing through her, the tension causing her to clench her teeth.
She resists the urge to press her face against her arm, and somehow manages to make it through the intense pleasure with only making soft, breathy moans.
Itâs at this point that something in Bucky snaps.
He fucks her through the waves of pleasure, waiting until her body finally starts to relax, before he suddenly pulls out.
The whine she makes is louder than all the sounds sheâs made tonight, and she opens her mouth in surprise, looking up at him with wide eyes.
âIâm not quite done with you yet,â he promises her, the gruffness of his voice making her hips shift.
Bucky chuckles softly and runs his hands over her body, his fingers dancing over her throat before sliding down between her breasts.Â
Before he does anything else, he checks in with her. âYou ready to keep going?â
Her words come easy this time. âYes, please," she smiles, lifting her hips again as if to entice him.
He has other plans though, and instructs her to turn over, the roughness of his voice returning. The excitement on her face is clear as she quickly obeys, getting into position - head down, ass up.
Bucky takes a moment to appreciate the view, the desire to claim her burning him up. He controls his breathing and reaches out, running his palm along her back and down to her ass, relishing the way she immediately spreads her thighs even more.
âGood girl,â he praises her, his voice deep with admiration. And then he slaps her ass, hard enough to make her gasp, and she turns her head to look over her shoulder at him.
They grin at each other, and he does it again, making her groan softly, but she pushes back, welcoming the sting.Â
Buckyâs hand rubs across the pinkening skin as his metal hand slips between her thighs, teasing her with his fingertips.
Sheâs more than ready for him to keep fucking her, but he still asks again, needing to hear her give him permission one final time.
As soon as she utters the soft plea of âyes, pleaseâ heâs lining up behind her, his hand wrapped around his thick shaft to guide himself back to her welcoming pussy.
He wastes no time and sinks into her with a soft groan, her hot, slick walls enveloping his hard cock like she was made for him.Â
Bucky takes her slowly at first, the feel of her pussy fluttering with each long stroke of his cock making it difficult to focus.
Sheâs so sensitive, and with each deep thrust, her soft noises start to get just a bit louder, reminding him heâs on the right track.
His tender touches start to become a bit firmer, and as her hips begin to meet his with more force, he suddenly grips her waist.
Bucky plans to do whatever it takes to elicit louder noises from her, and without warning, he starts to piston his hips, making her take all of him, over and over.Â
This time sheâs expecting it though and has just enough time to grit her teeth, each thrust making her gasp, her breath coming quick and shallow.
Itâs taking all of her focus not to give in and let herself lose the bet already; sheâs just too stubborn to give in, no matter how good Bucky is making her feel.
The irritation grows in Bucky, her lack of noise starting to feel personal, and his hands move to her hips, grabbing fistfuls of her ass as he starts to fuck her harder.
He watches as her back arches and her fingers grip the bedsheets, each deep thrust causing her legs start to shake again. Sheâs almost there. He can feel it.
She whines his name, and her hands scramble to grip the edge of the mattress, keeping her head turned, refusing to bury her face in the covers.
âOh sweetheart,â he murmurs, the tenderness a stark contrast to the way heâs fucking her. âGonna squirt for me again, arenât you?â
All she can do is nod her head, her eyes shut tight, trying her best to keep her noises under control. But, with each thrust of his cock, she feels herself slipping, her skin breaking out in a light sheen of sweat.Â
Itâs like a breath of fresh air to Bucky, watching as she starts to slowly lose control.
Any other time, he might take it easy on her, wanting her to be proud of herself for doing something she didnât think she could do.
But, heâs way past that point now.Â
Now, all he wants is to make her lose control and scream for him. And he has one more trick up his sleeve.
Buckyâs strong hands slide up along her back as he raises himself up, placing his feet flat on the bed in order to crouch over her, keeping his cock buried inside of her.
âOh god,â she breathes, her eyes rolling back in her head as she tries to prepare herself.
She loves this position, but itâs going to be her downfall. And itâs clear Bucky knows it, because the moment he starts moving his hips, he starts talking to her, the growl in his voice pushing her closer to the edge.
âThatâs right. Told you I was gonna fuck you until you scream for me.âÂ
He fucks her hard, the angle making his cock rub against her g-spot with each stroke, and she can feel the coil in her belly tightening.
She can no longer stop her noises from getting louder, and without thinking, she makes a desperate move to regain some semblance of composure.
With a quick pull of her elbows, she buries her face between her forearms, trying to quiet the cry of pleasure as she reaches a breaking point.
Bucky wonât allow it though, and grabs a fistful of her hair, forcing her head to the side.
âFucking take it,â he demands, grunting with each hard thrust, âfucking take all of me.â
Itâs too much. She canât hold on anymore and her body tenses, her tightening pussy almost pushing him out.
âThatâs it!â he growls. âCome for me, baby! God, I love you so fucking much.â
She sobs as her stomach tenses and she squirts, each hard thrust causing her wetness to run down her thighs and soak the sheets.
He talks her through it, like he always does, telling her how beautiful she is, how good she feels, and how much he loves making her come for him.Â
Even as her body pulses from the aftershocks, Bucky keeps going, slowing his pace as he settles back to his knees behind her, trying to help her come down slowly.
She was loud, but not enough to satisfy his need to hear her scream.
âI need you to give me one more,â he murmurs, running his hands along her sweaty back.Â
She whispers his name and shakes her head, her trembling limbs trying to give out on her.
Buckyâs quick to guide her onto her back again, this time slipping a pillow underneath to raise her hips.
Heâs already fucked her senseless - sheâs barely able to keep her eyes open - but he knows she has one more to give him.
Bucky starts slow again, giving her time to come back down, waiting until she can finally look up at him, still clearly cock-drunk.
He murmurs words of praise, telling her once again how beautiful she is, splayed out like this for him, her arms over her head, her thighs spread wide.
âYouâre gonna look so good in that swing, sweetheart. All tied up and on display for me.â
Whatever insecurities that usually run through her mind are absent, and she moans at his words, starting to slowly move her hips against him, welcoming his cock back inside of her.
The image of being completely at his mercy makes her body pulse, and Bucky smiles down at her, sliding his hands along the sensitive skin of her thighs, just taking another moment to truly appreciate her.Â
At this point, it doesnât matter how he makes her come. Sheâs going to scream for him either way, all her inhibitions now gone that the bet is over.
And that frees him up to give her everything she could possibly need. âTell me how you wanna come this time.âÂ
She breathes heavily and just slowly shakes her head for a moment, still not sure she has anything left to give.
But, if thereâs anyone that can pull it out of her itâs Bucky.Â
He waits patiently, fucking her slowly, barely pulling out before sliding back in until heâs completely sheathed. âDo you want me to keep fucking you like this?â
His fingers slowly move to her pussy, watching the way her body takes him so perfectly as his thumb finds her clit.
âOr do you need something else?âÂ
The shaking of her head turns into nods and she tries to find her voice as her back arches, her body welcoming the intense pleasure.
Her body is so sensitive, like every nerve ending is exposed, and sheâs still not sure what she needs. Bucky will give her whatever she asks for, but sheâs too lost in the moment to answer him.
As much as heâs enjoying the unfiltered sounds coming out of her, he needs her to talk. He needs to know sheâs still with him, that she truly wants him to keep going.
âSweetheart.â
Thereâs a slight edge to his tone, and she meets his eyes again, a soft smile forming on her face.
He grins down at her and nods encouragingly, âI need your words.â
She nods again, but as she starts to say âI want-â her words are cut off by a soft whine, Buckyâs cock bottoming out inside of her, finding that spot that makes her legs shake.
They both laugh softly, and she shakes her head at him before she finally finishes her thought, âI want you to come with me.â
A deep moan leaves Bucky at her request, his grip on her thighs tightening as he resists the urge to start moving faster.
âIs that what you need?â he asks, starting to lean forward, peppering kisses along her breasts and collarbone.
Her answer of âyesâ comes quickly and he starts to rock against her, grinding his pelvis against her clit.
âYes,â she repeats, the simple word causing pleasure to race up Buckyâs spine.
He drops to his elbows, caging her in, and they both start moving at the same time, her legs wrapped around him, encouraging his hard thrusts.
âYes, fuck me, oh my god.â She doesnât care how loud she is anymore, the cries and moans leaving her without a second thought.Â
Buckyâs already close, her pussy practically milking his cock, each flutter making him groan. But, heâs a man of his word and heâs not going to let himself give into the pleasure until she comes one more time.
âYou feel so fucking good,â he moans, panting above her, unable to tear his gaze away, committing this moment to memory. âSuch a perfect pussy, baby. Just made to take my cock.â
She clings to him, her nails scratching down his back, sure to leave marks. But he welcomes it, the sting adding to his pleasure, watching as she cries out, her body starting to tense, her final orgasm building.
When she whines his name, he hears the apprehension in her voice, as if to warn him that this oneâs going to overwhelm her.Â
Buckyâs fingers slide through her hair, and he cradles her head, forcing her to keep looking at him.
âItâs okay,â he promises her. âGive it to me. Give me everything.â Her back arches and her pussy tightens, the sounds of her wetness filling the air as she starts to squirt again. âFuck yes, come for me!â
And she does, her breath hitching as the sudden explosion of pleasure rocks her body.
Bucky doesnât stop, moving hard and fast against her, forcing his cock to stay inside of her, even as her walls clench around him, almost pushing him out.
She cries out, finally giving him what heâs been working towards all night, her scream of pleasure sure to wake the neighbors.Â
Bucky can barely hold back, his own orgasm threatening to consume him, but he fights through it, giving her a few more seconds of his attention.
âThatâs it, scream for me. Let everyone fucking hear you.â
But then sheâs begging him to come too, her sobs of pleasure pushing him over the edge, and he kisses her hard, his tongue sliding along hers.
All his senses are consumed by her, every single part of him entirely overwhelmed with pleasure, the rhythm of his hips faltering as his cock pulses, filling her up with his cum.
After a few more lazy thrusts, their hips finally come to a stop, and he groans against her mouth, collapsing on top of her.Â
Theyâre both panting, their arms wrapped around each other, Buckyâs weight a welcome feeling as he starts to nuzzle her neck, breathing in her scent.
They take their time coming back down, murmuring words of love and affection, their lips eventually meeting again in a soft, tender kiss.Â
She barely registers him rolling them over, but makes a soft noise of protest when he slowly pulls out.
Buckyâs own sigh joins hers, the loss of her warmth making his softening cock twitch. If it wasnât so late, and she wasnât clearly spent, heâd happily go another round.
For now, they snuggle quietly, her head resting on his chest, listening to his heartbeat while his fingers make slow, soothing strokes along her back.
Buckyâs sensitive ears pick up the steady rhythm of her heart as well, the sound a constant comfort to him even on his hardest days.Â
Eventually, they finally move, sharing another brief kiss and exchanging words of love yet again, neither of them ever tiring of hearing it - or professing it to each other.
But, they need to clean up, his release still leaking out of her, leaving her slick - and heâs not much better off, their combined fluids matting the hair at the base of his cock.
Buckyâs first to finish in the attached bathroom, and heâs already in bed when she returns, the covers pulled up to his stomach, his phone in his hands.
The silly grin on his face makes her laugh, and she climbs onto the bed, asking him, âWhat are you up to?â
He gives her a quick glance, his bright smile making her heart flutter as he returns his attention back to his phone.
âIâm purchasing that sex swing.âÂ
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disclaimer: just some silly shenanigans as dilucâs s/o:
âYou are the perfect man for me.â
Diluc almost drops the glass heâs washing from your sudden declaration. You can see the blush forming on those cheeks of his. Itâs absolutely comical. âPardon?â
You smile at him innocently. Oh, how lucky you are to be the only one to fluster Diluc and lose his composure. âI said what I said!â
He stares at you, long enough for you to crack a grin.
Man is speechless. He still isnât used to your antics.
_
The night is still young.
You feel Dilucâs presence beside you as he joins you on the sheets. A comforting warmth emanates from him, and you turn to your side. As he prepares his own side of the bed, you silently admire his beefy figure and long, fluffy hair. Not to mention how heâs so kissable as of the moment.
Again, how lucky you are, to be able to have such a sight: heâs not the Master Diluc who doesnât hesitate to kick out disrespectful drunks in his tavern, nor the one who manages the winery with such formality and professionalism. Heâs especially not the vigilante who lurks from the shadows and slays enemies who threaten his nation.
For now, heâs just Diluc. Your Diluc.
âDiâluc,â you sing.
Diluc lifts his head, and stops patting on his pillows for a bit. All eyes on you. âYes?â
âGet on top of me.â
Your lover gapes at you, before embarrassingly looking away. âNo.â
You grin at him as you rise from your side. You know Dilucâs trying to avoid your gaze when he plops down beside you, but you also know that even if heâs trying to ignore you, he just canât. He loves you too much.
âWhy? Are you embarrassed?â You tease, and poke him on the shoulder lightly. âAnd weâre in a relationship! Shouldnât we cuddle?â
âI know what you are doing,â Diluc remarks. âThis is one of your pranks, again.â
Just because you started an impromptu wrestling match with him on the bed that one time doesnât mean youâll do it again. Maybe. Oh. Itâs so nice to see Diluc overpower you and making a point. But that story is going to be for another time. âBut my request is genuine. I do really want you on top of me.â
Diluc sighs. âSometimes it fascinates me how you can say such things so forwardly.â
âItâs because itâs you,â You kiss him sweetly on the cheek. âI love you.â
He doesnât respond for a bit. Then, he sighs again, and glances at you. His expression is not filled with exasperation, but just fondness. Really, how did you get so lucky? âFine. . . but no hidden intentions.â
You feign a gasp, âIs it really so bad for me to want your big arms to suffocate me?â
âWait- thatâs what you want? Love, not this againââ
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âDiluc, just one kiss, I beg,â you plead with your eyes closed and hands clasped together in front of your chest. Dilucâs eyes are wide, a hint of red peeking from his ears, and Elzer, beside him, tries to hide his amused chuckles. âOne kiss from you and I think Iâll be able to save the world!â
Itâs another day in the office and Master Dilucâs beloved makes a visit again ( who really has special privileges because sheâs the only one allowed to see him without any appointments ). And whenever sheâs here, she always wants one thing: Dilucâs time. Elzer thinks that this change will take some time for his Master to adjust, but he wonât have it any other way.
âPlease?â
âLove, didnât I alreadyââ
âMaster Diluc, I will be excusing myself now,â Elzer bows, hoping that he will forgive him for interrupting their conversation. But he wanted to save his Master from the mortification. âI shall leave you both.â
Even if you are more vocal when it comes to desiring Dilucâs attention, Elzer is aware that the feelings are reciprocated. After all, Itâs always a delight to see Master Diluc so smitten.
Before heâs out, Elzer shares a secret look with you. He doesnât need to speak to deliver a message.
âGood luck, miss.â
Because he knows you understand him when you send him a wink.
_
Diluc meets you in the bathroom - youâre beautiful as always, and he canât take his eyes off of you. As you look at your reflection, he knows his day is already starting great. The tune that you hum while brushing your hair is pleasing to his ears. âGood morning, my love. You seem chipper.â
âOf course, why wouldnât I be?â You smile knowingly at him, and subtly reveal the marks that he has made on your neck. His handiwork. The result of his love. âWhen Iâm so lucky?â
Diluc smiles back. âYouâre so smug.â
âAnd you love it~â
âI know.â He cups your cheek. âI love you.â
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sun in the composite chart
Sun in Aries
Imagine a couple who are always on the go, charging headfirst into life like two warriors with matching armor. Theyâre the ones spontaneously booking a last-minute trip to climb a mountain or start a business togetherânothing is too big or bold for them. Their passion is fiery, their arguments explosive, but they always make up just as quickly with laughter and an âIâve got your back.â Friends see them as unstoppable, as if their energy alone could power an entire city. Their love feels like a blazing comet streaking through the sky, leaving everyone breathless in its wake.
Sun in Taurus
This coupleâs love feels like a warm afternoon picnic under a big oak tree, the kind where you can hear the leaves rustling softly in the breeze. Theyâre the couple who know the best wine for any occasion, who curate a home filled with plush comfort and delicious scents of home-cooked meals. They cherish the pleasures of life togetherâluxurious bubble baths, weekend brunches, and cuddling under a cozy blanket with a movie. Others admire how their love feels unshakeable, like no storm could topple the solid foundation theyâve built. Their connection grows slow and steady, like a garden thatâs been lovingly tended to for years.
Sun in Gemini
Imagine two people who could talk for hours and never tire. They are the couple who text each other memes all day, finish each otherâs sentences, and keep the vibe playful and curious. They might be the ones throwing spontaneous trivia nights or diving into heated debates about obscure topics, only to end in giggles. Wherever they go, theyâre surrounded by a buzz of excitementâothers notice the constant sparkle in their eyes and the laughter that follows them. Their love is a kaleidoscope of ideas and adventures, always shifting and changing, but never dull.
Sun in Cancer
This couple feels like home, the kind where you kick off your shoes, curl up with a blanket, and just be yourself. They have a deeply nurturing bond, the kind of relationship where a single look communicates volumes. Theyâre the ones who know each otherâs favorite comfort food and who always have a shoulder to lean on. Their love is the warm glow of candlelight at the dinner table, the shared warmth of a fireplace on a cold night. Friends envy the emotional cocoon theyâve created for themselves, a space so safe and welcoming it seems almost magical. Their love is a soft lullaby, sung quietly but heard deeply.
Sun in Leo
Picture a couple who enters a room like royalty. Heads turn, but itâs not just their stylish clothes or confident walkâitâs the light they exude when theyâre together. Theyâre the ones throwing the most epic parties or stealing the spotlight at any event without even trying. But underneath the glamour, their connection is pure joy and creativity. They love grand gesturesâthink surprise serenades, impromptu weekend getaways, or turning mundane moments into something magical. Their love is a radiant firework display, impossible to ignore and even more impossible to forget.
Sun in Virgo
This couple may seem quiet and reserved, but their relationship is a finely tuned masterpiece of care and dedication. Theyâre the ones who remember the little thingsâlike exactly how you take your coffee or when you need an extra hug on a tough day. They may not shout their love from the rooftops, but they show it in practical, thoughtful waysâfixing things, organizing life together, or simply being a calm, steady presence. Others might notice their shared routines, the way they seamlessly cooperate to keep life running smoothly. Their love is like a well-tended gardenâneat, organized, and full of carefully cultivated beauty.
Sun in Libra
This couple dances through life together, always in perfect harmony. Theyâre the ones who finish each otherâs sentences with a graceful laugh and always seem to have a beautiful balance in their relationship. They might be seen strolling hand-in-hand through art galleries, hosting elegantly arranged dinner parties, or even just chatting over coffee with a rare kind of peace and serenity. Their love feels like a symphony, composed of equal parts passion, understanding, and respect. Friends see them as the picture-perfect couple, always in sync, always fair, always striving to keep the beauty in their world alive.
Sun in Scorpio
Imagine a couple with a connection so deep, itâs almost impossible to put into words. Theyâre like two magnets, always drawn to each other, even through the toughest times. Thereâs an intensity in their eyes that says they understand each other in a way no one else can. Theyâre the couple that shares deep, whispered conversations late into the night, exploring the mysteries of life together. Their love is transformative, sometimes stormy, but always passionate. Others might sense the power in their bond, even if they keep it private. Their relationship is like the oceanâunpredictable, powerful, and full of hidden depths.
Sun in Sagittarius
This couple feels like two adventurers on an endless quest. Whether theyâre exploring a new country, taking a spontaneous road trip, or learning a new philosophy, theyâre always in search of something bigger. Theyâre the ones laughing together in airports, planning their next big adventure, or having deep, philosophical conversations under the stars. Their love is boundless, full of optimism and the thrill of discovery. Friends know them as the couple whoâs always planning something new, something exciting. Their love is like a wide-open horizon, full of possibility and endless joy.
Sun in Capricorn
This is the couple who gets things done. Theyâre the ones quietly building an empire together, whether itâs in business, family, or personal goals. Their love is practical, grounded in mutual respect and shared ambition. They might be seen strategizing their next big move over dinner, or quietly supporting each other through thick and thin. Friends admire their discipline and the way they seem to have everything under control. Their love is a towering structure of successâstrong, unshakable, and built to last.
Sun in Aquarius
Picture a couple who is just a little bit different, in the best possible way. Theyâre the ones starting a new cause, discussing the latest in technology, or dreaming about how they can change the world together. Their love is unconventional, but thatâs what makes it exciting. They might be seen as quirky or eccentric, always coming up with unique ideas or projects. Their relationship is full of intellectual connection and shared ideals. Their love is like a bright, unexpected spark in a dark room, full of surprises and visionary thinking.
Sun in Pisces
This couple is like a romantic dream, living in their own world. Their love feels soft, mystical, and deeply spiritual. Theyâre the ones lost in a daydream together, finding magic in the simplest momentsâwhether itâs stargazing on a quiet night or getting lost in each otherâs eyes. Theyâre incredibly attuned to each otherâs needs, often finishing each otherâs emotional sentences without speaking a word. Friends see them as the dreamy, poetic pair, always creating a sense of wonder around them. Their love is like a delicate, flowing riverâgentle, serene, and full of emotional depth.
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What would Alastor and his wife's honeymoon be like?
Alive? Alive.
Alastor X Reader Headcanons
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âď¸Platonic
TW: Suggestive!! Traumatized taxi driver, MISCHIEF
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I imagine Alastor wouldn't want to go very far for his honeymoon, liking to stay in the general area should his mother need him
Expect a lake house or cabin, something with fresh open air, water to swim in and all the amenities of home
It'll be beautiful but secluded, just you and your new husband for the foreseeable future
Alastor is positively giddy the entire ride there, unable to stop looking at you and kissing you whenever he can
You would almost be embarrassed if it weren't for the fact that you were just as delirious with happiness
You two could barely keep off of each other, cuddling and holding each other as if scared one of you would dissappear
He's kissing along your arm in an almost cartoonish manner when you two arrive, the taxi driver having to cough awkwardly for his attention
Your husband doesn't even try to look embarrassed, holding you close to him as he pays the driver
Alastor is smug, not at all bothered by the way you blush and clutch at him to hide your face from the flustered driver
He still can't believe that you're his wife now, never having thought he would be the type to marry
He never thought he would enjoy looking for engagement rings or feel nervous at the idea of proposing, but you changed all that
And now he has you as his wife, something that fills him with pride whenever he thinks about it
He will insist on carrying you over the threshold, not matter how much you squirm and blush-he just eats that shit up anyways
Doesn't immediately rush into sex and breaking in the new marriage, instead wanting to help you unpack
Good because you two still need to pay the driver-
"Darling, let your husband carry that~ It's quite heavy~"
"Honey, your wife is capable of carrying a suitcase."
He doesn't miss the way you roll your eyes and shake your head to hide a fond smile from him
You love this ridiculous man
Alastor does, however, keep pinning you against every bit of furniture and kissing you like it's the last time he'll ever get to
You can't help but wrap your arms around him and return the kiss, turning it into an impromptu make-out session
He leaves you whimpering and weak in the knees each time before going off and getting more of your things
The driver wishes you two would just PLEASE hurry up so he can GO
Please, there's something terrifying about your husband, and you keep coming back more and more disheveled, and is that lipstick on your husband's neck-
The place you two stay at is absolutely beautiful, Alastor having thought of everything he could to impress you
Sun, a cool breeze, flowers blooming and dropping petals all around the property-it's all just quite romantic
He keeps kissing your hand, lips hovering over your wedding ring as he gazes at it with pride
Your first night together as a married couple is terribly passionate and steamy, the two of you finally letting loose all those building urges
All that time together and you had only known Alastor to be a gentleman, not this intense man hell bent on leaving your legs shaking and voice hoarse
Sure, he's just a man, but you're certain you saw a demon in bed with you that night, biting and clawing at any part of you he can reach
Not that you minded, it only served to make everything more real for you, each mark and jolt of pleasure proof that this wasn't just a dream
Plus, you gave back everything he gave you so you two are even
You don't want to get out of bed the next day, whining and clinging to your husband as he tries to get up
"Come now, darling, we can take a hot bath to soothe those muscles then get some breakfast~"
You still pout, but let him carry you to the bathroom, FORCING him to brush his teeth before any morning kisses come your way
The bath is heaven on your body, leaning back against your husband and letting him kiss and nip along your neck and shoulders
He's almost reverent with the way his hands glide over your skin, making you shudder and sigh against his chest
You both get distracted and the water has gone cold by the time you two manage to leave the bath
It's almost like you two are teenagers, giggling, kissing and holding hands like it's something new for you
You two cook every meal together, practically glued at the hip or with Alastor stuck to your back
Insists that you let him try a bite of everything just so he can be fed by you and watch you blush because he's nipping your fingers each time
"I'm going to put a muzzle on you if you keep it up, mister."
"Don't threaten me with a good time, darling~"
"You're impossible."
If you wanna go swimming that's great but just know that this man WILL throw his wife into the water
Even if you just happen to mention it then suddenly he's picking you up and walking you out to the dock
"ALASTOR NO!! LET ME GET MY SWIMSUIT ON FI-AAAAAAHHH!"
Has the most shit eating grin on his face as he kneels down to look at you but will flail and lose it if you drag him in with you
"Well, that's a rude thing to do to your new husband."
You just laugh and wrap your arms around him, brushing noses with your husband
"Get used to it, honey~"
Totally no water kisses or almost drowning each other because you guys play too much
If you want to go on a boat ride in the water, then he'll happily do that for you, rowing you out to the middle of the lake
It's absolutely an excuse to push him into the water and leave him out there as revenge for his earlier prank
"Darling, come back! I've learned my lesson!"
All these water shenanigans are totally not an excuse for either of you to hug the other while wrapping them up in a towel
Or laying together under the sun until you dry off
Lots of cuddling together on the porch swing during the evenings to watch the sunsets together and maybe catching a few fireflies
He'll stargaze with you at night as long as you promise to stay glued to his side, he uses the excuse that he needs you for warmth
Maybe it leads to sex under the stars maybe it doesn't, just know he'll have to carry you inside
If there's a hammock, then he will beg you to lay with him and relax, he'll talk to you about anything and everything if you do
You two take naps together in the hammock
He calls his mother at least once a day the entire time you two are on your honeymoon, only to be flabbergasted when she doesn't want to talk to him
"Alastor, honey... I'm fine, spend time with your wife and quit worrying about me!"
It's actually kinda cute to watch him pout and sulk with his head in your lap, stroking his hair to soothe him
"I just wanted to check on her!"
"Yes yes, you're a good boy, Alastor...~"
He just groans and buries his face in your stomach
He takes you out for a lot of romantic walks in the woods, and you're so enamored with how beautiful everything is that you miss the way your husband looks at you
He just thinks you're the most beautiful thing here and can't look away from you, can't believe you're his wife
Every single time you think you're lost, your husband always knows which way to go, navigating the woods with ease
Alastor will carry every cool rock or pretty flower you find, amused by your antics but secretly keeping an eye out for his own forest treasures
He found a small animal skull and was quite proud of it
At some point, all your precious items are dropped on the forest floor, and you find yourself pushed up against a tree and kissed by your husband
His hands purposefully slide up your clothes and you two end up having a quick romp in the forest
You're then half embarrassed and half swooning over the fact that Alastor starts carving your names into the tree you two just soiled
"Are you marking your territory right now? Is that it?"
He just chuckles and shakes his head, concentrating on getting the heart around your names just right
"I'm making it our special tree, so we can always find it when we visit~"
Ugh, how did you get this man to marry you???
You two don't get back until it's dark, when suddenly you have to stop and grab Alastor's arm to keep him from moving
"Did you hear something?"
He's on full alert, immediately wrapping a protective arm around you and gazing into the darkness ahead of you both
He seems almost predatory like this, gaze sharp and intense, you aren't sure if you'd want to run into your husband in the dark
There's the sound of snapping sticks and rustling leaves, getting closer-
He squints and adjusts his glasses before suddenly relaxing and chuckling softly before whispering to you
"Are you scared of a little deer, darling~?"
You peer out into the darkness, following Alastor's arm until you see two deer walking together
You sigh in relief and lean against your husband, who kisses your forehead fondly and rubs your arm
"Do you think they're on a honeymoon too?"
He chuckles and gives you a squeeze, resting his chin on your head as he hums in contemplation
"I don't imagine that buck plans on sticking around, let alone getting married to the doe. He's probably going to leave her as soon as he finds out he's going to be a father."
You snort and roll your eyes at his less than romantic answer, he could've just gone with it
"Hmph. Typical man. Good thing I got the only good one around~"
"Aren't you lucky~?"
You two stay and watch the deer until they leave, heading back to your temporary residence
How are you NOT supposed to be turned on by your husband fearlessly protecting you against an unknown foe?? He doesn't know what hit him as you push him onto the bed-
He dramatically pulls the covers up to his chin later, giving you a shocked look as you slip on your nightgown
"Just what got into you? You USED me!"
He gestures to the fresh love bite on his neck and his clothes that have been thrown around the room
"It's nothing you haven't been doing to me the entire time~"
You give a wink and blow him a kiss before crawling into bed with him, wrapping your arms around your husband happily
He falls asleep first this time and you'll have to take his glasses off so that he doesn't lose them in the sheets
You two don't want to leave when your honeymoon is over, feeling like time flew by too fast
You two help each other pack up, stealing kisses each time you pass each other
You managed to get one more shower together before you had to leave. Miraculously, neither of you slipped during your...activities
It's the same taxi driver as before which Alastor thinks is hilarious because the man so obviously remembers you both
It's a quiet but happy ride back home, the two of your holding hands and sneaking loving glances at each other as you stare out your respective windows
His thumb is rubbing over your hand the entire ride back, brushing over your wedding ring
It still hasn't fully settled for either of you that you're married now, both of you having difficulties imagining getting used to such a fact
But it makes you both happy and you two can't wait to come back here on your anniversary
HERE! TAKE IT!!
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Sleeping Conditions
steve harrington x fem!reader
18+ ONLY MDNI!!!
warnings: established relationship, some allusions to smut, reader has breasts, fluff, fluff, more fluff, some anxiety
author's note: i felt the need to validate my own specific sleeping conditions with this little blurb that ended up being longer than expected...we're not high maintenance! we just wanna sleep!
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The weatherman had jovially warned the city of Hawkins this morning about a bit of rain that was supposed to roll in later on in the evening. A slight drizzle, just enough to water the grass but nothing to worry about.
Except, the weatherman seemed to have underestimated todayâs weather, because you were currently sat down on the couch at your boyfriendâs house watching the torrential downpour that was occurring outside his living room window.Â
Normally, this would be cause for celebration. An impromptu sleepover at Steveâs house! Yay!
But you were not celebrating, no. You were sort of freaking out, actually.
Youâre able to fully recognize how strange it is for someone to have such specific sleeping conditions in the way that you do, but what are you supposed to do? Itâs the only way you can really get a good nightâs rest!
In your perfect world, youâre in your room where the thermostat is set at 69. There is not one light source in sight, you even make sure to throw a t-shirt over the tiny light on your alarm clock. Alone in your completely pitch black room, youâre able to sleep comfortably in just a pair of comfy panties. You love the way your two blankets, duvet, and jersey sheet set feel on your bare skin.Â
 In order for you to be able to fall asleep the pillow under your head has to be just right, you have to have a slightly flatter pillow parallel to your body, your smallest blanket has to be tucked between your legs in a specific way, and the blankets have to be adjusted based on how hot or cold you feel on that particular night. Â
When plans are made for you to sleep somewhere else, you always make sure to bring your two pillows and your smallest blanket, but you still canât seem to sleep that well unless youâre really tired.Â
Itâs really a lot.
So naturally, with all of this in mind, youâre freaking out about having to stay the night at Steveâs house tonight.Â
You love him, you really do, but your relationship with him is still relatively new. Youâve only spent the night together a handful of times, and those nights of sleep for you were always aided by the effects of one too many drinks at the Hideout with friends or a passionate night of lovemaking.Â
Youâve never had a normal night in with Steve before.
And he is so excited about it.
Steveâs been craving any ounce of domesticity with you that he can get. Sure, heâs made you romantic dinners before and youâve come over for movie nights a bunch of times, but itâs never been just a normal sleepover.
He canât wait to watch you go through your night routine, to cuddle up with you in bed as you both fall asleep, and then to wake up to you tomorrow morning.
He was all too excited to alert you to the fact that you wouldnât be able to drive home safely tonight, and that youâd most likely have to stay the night with him.
-
Youâre thankful Steve hasnât noticed how anxious youâre becoming as the night goes on, because heâs so sweet that you could cry.
He watched you through the mirror as you brushed your teeth together side by side. Â
The huge grin on his face made it hard for him to get to his back teeth, but heâd gladly sacrifice one night of dental hygiene for you any time.Â
He sat on the toilet and gazed adoringly at you as you washed your face and brushed your hair. Â
Steve was happy that the travel sized toiletries heâd purchased for you a couple weeks ago were being put to use.
You took a longer time than you normally would in an attempt to delay the inevitable, but Steve was on an opposite mission.
When you were finished in the bathroom, Steve ran into his bedroom to fix up his bed and lay out a t-shirt for you to sleep in.Â
You stood there nervously, holding the t-shirt in your slightly shaking hands. You know you wonât be able to sleep in this, but would Steve be comfortable with you sleeping practically naked? He might take it as a sign that you want to have sex or something, but youâre feeling much too anxious to get into that headspace right now. Â
Steve notices you standing at the foot of his bed, staring down at his faded Hawkins Athletics t-shirt in your hands.
âEverything okay, baby?â
Your head shoots up to meet his eyes, quickly trying your best to wipe the upset look off of your face. You nod your head and smile over at Steve. Â
Steve shoots you a warm grin, heâs not convinced that youâre totally fine, but heâs assuming youâre just a little nervous about the storm or staying the night with him. Â
You retreat back into his bathroom to change out of your clothes and into his t-shirt, which Steve finds a little odd. Heâs seen every square inch of your body, and youâve certainly changed in front of him before, but he shrugs and goes back to fluffing his pillows for you. Â
Meanwhile, youâre taking comfort in the smell of Steve on his shirt, holding it up to your nose and taking deep breaths over and over hoping to calm yourself down.
So what if you canât sleep tonight? Youâve definitely survived through sleepless nights before.
But Steve would definitely notice if you couldnât sleep. Heâs so caring and attentive. Â
That means that heâll be awake worrying about why youâre not asleep, which keeps him from getting any sleep, and then youâll both just be awake and miserable all night long.
Maybe you should just pretend to fall asleep until he actually falls asleep. Â
Youâre startled by a gentle knock on the door.
âSweetheart? Iâve got the bed ready for us.â
You take one more deep breath, exiting the bathroom to envelope Steve in a tight hug around his chest.
He stumbles back a bit at the force of your affections, but is quick to wrap his strong arms around you with a warm chuckle into your hair.
âReady for bed?â he asks you.
You sigh into his chest. âAs Iâll ever be.â
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After half an hour of cuddling with Steve, youâve given up on all attempts to get comfortable.
Itâs not that you werenât comfortable in Steveâs arms, far from it. The feeling of his naked chest rising and falling against your back and his thick arms surrounding you was possibly the only thing keeping you from crawling out of your skin at the moment.Â
Steveâs felt your irregular breathing and squirming for the past ten minutes, but he didnât want to distract you just in case you were on the cusp of falling asleep. It was the slightly irritated sigh you let out that let him know that something was wrong.
You knew you shouldnât have sighed like that, but you couldnât help it. The pillow under your head wasnât right, the blanket on your legs was too warm, and you could feel the tag on Steveâs t-shirt resting at the back of your neck. You felt Steveâs arms tighten just a bit around you, you had hoped heâd been asleep.
âHey, you okay?â he whispers into your ear.
âY-yeah, yeah Iâm okay,â you answer, âjust trying to get comfy.â
You feel Steve rise to one elbow behind you and you turn your head to look up at him as he clicks on the lamp on his nightstand.
âWhat can I do to help?â
The sweet, adoring look on his face is what causes the dam to break, and your eyes fill with tears.
Steve is instantly alarmed, rushing to hold your face gently in one of his big hands.
âBaby, baby,â he coos, âHey, whatâs wrong, huh?â
You roughly wipe your face with the heels of your palms, and let out a trembling breath.
âItâs nothing, Steve. Letâs just go to bed, okay?â
Steveâs eyebrows furrow together as he frowns down at you. âBaby, Iâm sorry but somethingâs obviously wrong. Tell me what it is so I can fix it.â He brings his hand back up to your cheek and lets his thumb stroke your skin back and forth soothingly. You decide to let it all out.
âItâs just thatâI canât sleep here.â
Steve looks at you confused. âIâyouâve slept here before, right?â
âI mean, yes, but also no. Itâs all so complicated Stevie.â
He sees that your walls are starting to come down with the use of your favorite pet name for him. He loves when you call him Stevie, itâs only when youâre being soft and sweet with him that you use it.
âJust tell me whatâs bothering you, baby, please. Maybe I wonât think itâs so complicated.â Steve strokes the hair next to your ear and speaks to you in his lower, warmer, sleepy voice. Itâs like a balm to all of your worries.
âI have these very specific sleeping conditions at home. If itâs not just right, then I canât sleep.â
Steve nods his head. âWhat kind of conditions are we talking about?â
You take a deep breath, readying yourself to lay it all out on the table in front of Steve, hoping and praying that he doesnât think that youâre some kind of high maintenance freak when itâs all over.
âI canât sleep with a shirt on, it feels weird on my skin. And I canât sleep without my pillows from my bed. Or my blanket between my legs. And I feel all hot and itchy and itâs usually so cold and dark in my room.â Youâd been ranting while making an effort to not meet Steveâs eyes, worried at what you might see there. When you finally do look at him, heâs hard to read.
âI know itâs a lot and itâs probably too much and Iâm probably too much and-â
You're interrupted by Steve placing his pointer over your lips to silence you. The firm stare heâs fixing you with commands of your attention.
âFirst of all, you are not, ever too much. I can handle anything you throw at me, baby. I swear.â
The edges of your lips quirk up in the beginnings of a smile, Steve takes his finger from your lips and goes back to holding the side of your face.
âWhy didnât you tell me about all of this before we laid down?â
You huff softly and look away, embarrassed to have been so scared to tell him about your anxieties when heâs obviously the greatest, sweetest, most understanding boyfriend on the planet.Â
âI guess I was just nervous that youâd think I was high maintenance.â
Steve scoffs. âYouâre saying this to the guy who used to wake up an hour earlier for school in the mornings so that he could do his hair every day.â Steve playfully growls into your neck when he says this, and you canât hold back your giggles.
He looks at you, still stroking your hair, and smiles before planting a kiss on your lips and pulling away with a âmwah.â
âWhat can we do to make it better, hm?â
You think for a bit, and then sheepishly ask, âWould it be okay if I slept without my shirt?â
Steve blushes and blinks at you a few times, shocked that youâd even feel like you had to ask.
âOf course, baby. Iâd never say no to that, câmon now.â You both sit up, giggling softly as he helps you take your his shirt off. Steve seems to be trapped in a daze, his eyes glazing over as he takes in all of your newly naked skin.
âWhatâs next?â he slurs, still staring at your chest. You laugh and playfully shove his shoulder, breaking him out of his trance.
You look around at the bed and his room, biting your lip while you think of how else to make yourself more comfortable.Â
âDo you have any extra pillows maybe?â you ask, bringing your knees to your chest and resting your chin on top of them.
Steve does a quick survey of his room, then remembers that he mightâve seen some in his closet. He darts out of bed and makes his way over to his closet to search for them.
You take this opportunity to bask in the love you have for him. In the warm light of his lamp, you watch as the muscles of his upper body flex and ripple while he rummages through his closet. You canât believe that this beautiful man is not only yours, but that heâs going through all of this effort just to make sure you can sleep comfortably with him in his bed. Youâre so unbelievably lucky.
Steve turns around to triumphantly hold up two pillows for you to inspect. Â
âWhich one?â He asks.Â
âBoth, if thatâs okay.â He nods and hurries back over to the bed, pillows in hand. You take one and place it on top of the one you had been laying on, trying to copy the fullness of your pillow at home. You take the second pillow and place it between your legs, for your right leg to rest on top of. Youâd always loved sleeping on your side, but hated the feeling of your thighs sticking together.
Steve tries to be good, but he canât help himself from watching your naked breasts move while you readjust the pillows to your liking. He feels a warmth in his chest as he observes you making yourself comfortable in his bed, and he wishes for many, many more nights like this. Â
You adjust the blankets around your leg so that your leg isnât completely covered, and you finally lay down with a huff. Â
âBetter?â Steve asks as he leans over to turn his lamp off. Heâs happy to slide behind you once again, relishing in the feel of your bare skin on his.
âI think so.â
Everything is fine, really. Itâs just that the pillow in between your thighs keeps slipping away. Ugh.
âYou think so?â Steve tickles your side with his fingers, he loves the sound of your girlish giggles.
âItâs just the pillow between my legs. It wonât stay put.â
Steve takes a breath, assessing the situation. He doesnât really have any other throw blankets lying around, and he makes a mental note to buy some more before the next time you come over. Then, he gets an idea.
âCan I try something?â
You turn your head towards him and nod, curious about what his idea is.
Steve takes the pillow from your legs and pulls it out from under the comforter, tossing it at the end of the bed. He then grabs your right thigh and lifts it a bit. You begin to question his plan, but then you feel the warmth of his right thigh sliding between yours. Steve hikes his knee up a little higher on the bed, so that his thigh fits snuggly in between your legs. Â
âOh,â you say, cheeks heating up at the feeling of his thick, muscular thigh against your core.
You adjust your hips a bit, and then at last relax into Steveâs embrace, comfy at last.
Steve laughs smugly, âIs that alright?â
âMhmm,â you murmur, smiling and already feeling sleepier by the second.
âGoodnight sweetheart,â Steve whispers into your ear before pressing a kiss to your cheek.
âGânight Stevie,â you reply.
The last thing you feel before drifting off into dreamland are Steveâs arms tightening around you, holding you as you sleep soundly all through the night.
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( drabble ) sexcation ̨ ! ŕ¨ŕ§ ä¸ ěĄěě Ő
⸠⸰ â going on a vacation with eunseok ăž
boyfriend!eunseokăť fem!reader â â â â â â â â g ăť smut â â â â â â â â cw ăť â lots of sex, unprotected sex, sex in multiple places wc ăť â0.6k â â â â| â âclick to library
request. just thinking of fucking eunseok 24/7 on a holiday, whether it be at a cabin or a beach house idc gimme him neowww
ă ŕ¨ŕ§ authors note ă i love this i don't know why , i hope you do as well.
when eunseok told you to pack a bag; that you were going on an impromptu vacation to a cabin , you already knew what he was on â living apart from each other , both being busy a lot and unable to see each other; this a vacation purely to have sex.
now you didn't mind this at all; but you totally underestimated how horny your man was; and how much stamina he really had.
it started as soon you got into his car; his hands resting in between your thighs , his fingers raking up and down, finally making his way into your shorts, where he proceeded to make you cum on his fingers twice before pulling them out , bringing them to his mouth , continuing on with the drive , you could see the outline of his cock in his shorts , desperate to put it in your mouth , but he doesn't let you.
when you made it to your cabin; which was very secluded, he barely gave you enough time to put your bags down before he was pushing you down to your knees , pulling his long hard cock out , finally giving you what you want , fucking your mouth; cumming all over the messy face â pushing you on the bed , fucking you into the mattress.
if you thought that was the end; at least for a while , you're mistaken. after he made you cum; filling you with his cum â you decide to get in the shower , to clean the scent and remnience of sex off of you. but even then you weren't safe , he came inside the shower, pushing you against the shower , nipples pebbling against the cold shower as he fucked into , yanking your hair back , both of you moaning as loud as you want to , giving you a few more orgasms before cumming inside you.
he did give you breaks; he wasn't a a psycho, watching tv and cuddling; just happy to be in each other's presence alone â which resulted in him sticking his hands inside your shorts , pulling another orgasm out of you.
even when you were cooking he couldn't keep his hands off of you , rutting his hard cock against your ass , groaning in your ear about how he needed you, and it would be the last time for a while; you knew he was lying , but that didn't stop him from pulling your shorts down , bending you over the counter , fucking into you; cumming inside you just as the food was finishing inside you.
after eating a good and hearty dinner; both of you needing to soak your aching bodies; stripping yourself of your clothes , climbing into a hot bubble bath; it's cute and innocentâ at first; after about 10 minutes of cute and soft touching , you end up bouncing on his cock, water spilling to the floor as he fucking up into your sensitive cunt , your tits covered in his marks as he sucks on them , telling you that he'll keep adding more , where people could see them.
as the night comes to a end , he becomes softer, laying you down on your back , smiling down at you as he dragged his cock slowly into your sensitive cunt , holding your hands tightly as you moaned his name; him whispering into your ear how much he loves you, and how well your taki his cock, and that you've been such a good girl letting him use your pussy for his pleasure , cumming inside you while softly placing kisses on your face as you drifted off the sleep for the night.
and that's just the first night there , and the boy for sure wasn't done with you , you both definitely went back unable to tell anybody about what you did , but the could tell from the marks on all on both your necks.
you both definitely were thinking about your next trip away from everyone.
ŠLUVYENI
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Impromptu dates | LN4
pairing: lando norris x sick!bookworm!reader
summary: a bookworm & f1 driver + stomach bug = the best lazy date ever.
warnings: none!
fc: none!
wc: 859
Most people hated being sick.
Itâs understandable that people hated being sick. They donât feel. They feel gross. They feel off. The list goes on and on on why people hated being sick. Especially people who are more independent and hate the idea of someone else taking care of them. Which you understood as it hit a bit too close to home.
Which is why as someone fiercely independent as you are, people never understood why you enjoy being sick.Â
You could never find the words to explain it when people ask you on the spot. You try and try yet youâre never happy with your answer and people never quite believed you which was fair but you didnât care. You enjoyed it when you were sick.Â
Not violently ill, which you emphasize. You did not enjoy running a super high fever, or running to the bathroom, or having your head constantly over a toilet vomiting up basically nothing. That was not fun. You enjoy the kind of sickness where you canât go out into the world for a day or two. Maybe a low grade fever thatâll pass or a quick stomach bug thatâs out of your system fast but you still take the precaution and stay indoors.Â
Why?
Well thatâs because it means you can stay under the covers after a shower with your kindle in its little tablet holder. Page turner remote in hand while having your water and drink of choice (mostly iced coffee), and some white noise as background noise. It was truly perfection for you.
Yet it was Landoâs hell.
Lando, your boyfriend, hated when you were sick. It meant no cuddles. No hugs. No kisses. Any physical contact was on halt and it was already torture given his schedule so the rare time he did get to see you in person and you were sick? He was miserable. Sure, you two video called but it just made him more sad that he wasnât there to take care of you even if you swore that you didnât need someone to take care of you. He refused to believe it so he would send you meals and medicine. He refused to let you pay him back so youâve learned to accept it without the guilt weighing on your shoulders. It was a nice agreement you two had silently made and nothing really could beat this.
Until now.
There was a month break in between Singapore and Austin and Lando was going to soak up every second he could get and it was fine till somehow you caught a stomach bug. Lando refused to leave which also meant he caught the stomach bug.
Youâre happily half laying/half sitting next to Lando against some pillows under a weighted heated blanket. You have one of his sweatshirts on while sipping your iced coffee and looking at your kindle while Lando tosses and turns next to you. You tried offering him medicine or some crackers and soup but heâs turned all the options down but now it seems heâs settled down. You look over and are greeted with the same green-blue eyes youâve grown to pick out of the crowd in a moment. You see the curls sticking to his forehead and gently you push some out of the way and smile. âHey.â
âHow are you drinking iced coffee right now?â The Brit asks.
You shrug before smiling, âI donât know. Guess I feel better after cleaning my stomach out and taking some medicine unlike someone.â Poking his forehead, you giggle while he huffs slightly and moves his head away. You hear Lando grumble something about the medicine tasting bad and you roll your eyes. âYouâre such a big baby.â
Lando pouts slightly grumbling he is not a big baby before you return to your book. You look back hearing a huff and raise a brow. âYes?â
âHow do you just lay here and read and do nothing? Iâm so bored yet too tired to get up.â
You shrug, âI just get really engrossed in my books sometimes I forget to even eat or pee.â
âYou what!?â Lando sits up a bit in surprise before laying down and whining at his upset stomach.
âOh come here.â You start.
You shift and sit up a bit more and reach over and rearrange your nightstand. You move your drinks further back along with your tablet holder before grabbing your TV remote and turning the TV on. You watch Lando lay there for a moment before shifting closer. He tosses and turns before slowly he settles on his stomach letting a soft sigh of relief out. Wrapping his arms around your waist, the Brit nuzzles his face into your stomach before settling down and looking at the TV. Lando flips through some apps and television options before settling on âThe Hangoverâ.
Settling back down against the pillows you run your fingers gently through his hair while you go back to your book, the movie becoming background noise for you. This is how you two spend the evening and itâs the best impromptu date and now becomes your go to date.
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[12:11 pm]
(cw: f!reader, a child)
Dad!Jaehyun was moody which was odd. It had been an unusually easy morning. There was good breakfast, nice morning with cartoons that hadnât been as annoying as usual. The little, sister dogs had actually even been kind of cute. You were curled up at his side on the couch playing with his hair and being very loving- which he loved.
His daughter was calm, ate all her breakfast, and had been extra cuddly and adorable. She had gone down for her first nap with no fussing and didnât whine when you got her ready. This was also odd for the almost one year old, it was like hitting the jackpot with her this morning. She was in a cute little dress Jaehyun had proudly picked out himself and little sandals that he loved because her tiny toes scrunched up every time she wore them.
But, all the pleasantness of the morning wasnât why he was moody. Obviously not, it had been a beyond ideal morning. He was moody because you, his wife, had been teasingly poking fun at your daughter about Uncle Johnny.
Stupid Johnny. Johnny who made his daughter get shy and hide and lean toward the obnoxiously tall man. Seriously, who even needed to be that tall? She planted her cute, wet kisses on Johnnyâs cheek instead of her own dad, made her cling to Johnny instead of him. He hated it.
You parked outside Johnny's house, unbuckling your daughter from her car seat. You tickled her side, cooing, "are we going to go see your favorite? Are you excited to see Uncle Johnny, princess?"
Jaehyun's face fell into a grimace, following behind his girls with the diaper bag on his shoulder. Suddenly he was wondering why he accepted the invitation for this impromptu barbecue. Maybe he should lie and say he had a stomachache so you all had to go back home, or say that he just saw his daughter have a diaper blow out and there was no extra clothes. Then it was too late, you'd already rung the doorbell.
The door opened to reveal the smiling giant, "Is that my favorite girl?!"
Your daughter hid her face in your neck, smiling shyly but also not objecting to Johnny taking her from your hold. Johnny held her like a total pro, he was the favorite uncle after all, and greeted you and Jaehyun with hugs while ushering you in.
"Look at you, princess! Are you so happy to see Uncle Johnny?" You smiled brightly at your daughter while snapping a quick picture.
Your daughter simple babbled and cuddled closer to Johnny, making her dad's face fall into a deeper frown. You turned to Jaehyun with a knowing, teasing glint in your eye, "she loves him so much."
He grumbled, "she loves me more though."
You wiggled your fingers at your daughter while Johnny toted her around, "I don't know... she's obsessed with Johnny."
Jaehyun glared at you, "it's like you're trying to hurt my feelings right now. A baby can't be obsessed with anyone anyway."
"She's obsessed with me," you shrug.
"You're her mom, duh."
You snort out a laugh, "Try it out then. Try to get her to leave Johnny."
Jaehyun smugly walks over and tries to coax his daughter to him. She furrows her little eyebrows at him and turns back to Johnny, patting his cheek with a look of wonder. Jaehyun scowls, trying again, even going as far as shaking her favorite toy in her eye sight. But nothing, his daughter lays her head on Johnny's shoulder and whines.
"Dude, you're bothering her," Johnny pouts, rubbing his free hand up and down the baby girl's back comfortingly.
Jaehyun pouts and trudges over to you and embraces you while burying his head in your neck, very reminiscent of what his daughter had just done to Johnny, "she hates me."
"Maybe the next one will love you more than Johnny."
His head snaps up, "next one?"
You smile nervously, "surprise?"
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CRIMINAL MINDS FIC RECS - (S.R and A.H)
(Links to parts 2 and part 3)
hi hi hi! if I have put your work on this list and you'd like it removed please let me know! But these are a bunch of authors and fics that I absolutely adore and you should definitely give them a read/follow â¤ď¸
Note: This list was so long I've had to split it into 3 parts. I will link parts 2 and 3 here once I have posted and uploaded them. Parts 1 & 2 will be Spencer fics and part 3 will be for Hotch!
If there are any mistakes you spot please let me know and please like and reblog to share these fics! thank you :)
Spencer Reid:
@pastanest - Heaven Sent... A Smile... Mean It
@sundrop-writes / @tenpintsof-sundrop - The Patron Saint of Liars and Fakes... Careful (series)
@strawbeerossi - You Think, Genius?... Just Know I Love You
@violetrainbow412-blog - Decoy... White Lies...Emergency Room
@lechemoon - The One Where Spencer Reid Doesn't Want To Just Be Your Friend
@incognit0slut - All I Need... Hypothetically
@springtyme - Sticky Evidence... Checkmate
@cherriemi - Trivia Night
@rebelliousstories - Jasmines and Vanilla
@avis-writeshq - Sparks Fly (series)
@pathologicalreid - No Sign of Danger... A Father's Daughter... Puzzling... Work Song...Separation Anxiety... Stepping Up
@astrophileous - A Well Kept Secret... Every Single Day
@reiding-writing - Forgiven... Melatonin and Oxytocin
@shewroteaworld - I'll Hold Your Weight When You Can't
@mindfullycriminal - Third
@sweatervest-obsessed - Second Chances Are For Winners p1 & p2
@irndad - In Every Other Life
@michelle-is-writing - Wedding Mornings
@alwaysmoncheri - Say Don't Go
@imagining-in-the-margins - Different Dialects... Impromptu... Not Your Backup... My Angel... My Only Chance... From The Tree... Passing in the Night...Studious Shadow...Appalachian... Pipsqueak
@foxy-eva - Morning Cuddles... Heart Language
@babymetaldoll - Spilling Drinks on My Settee & p2... Birthday Wishes & p2 ... Stargazing... The Carnivals Challenge... Baby Reid
@weird-is-life - Here For You
@boldlyvoid - Hypothetically (series)... Amethyst You So Much & p2 & p3... Professional Hair Dresser (PH.D)... Wisteria (mini series)
@mcntsee - Her Voice
@donald4spiderman - The City
@eideticmemory - Darling and Dandelion
@007reid - Coffee Caramels
@fortheloveofwonderland - A Memory Locked in the Heart
@halsteadlover - Shattered Love... My Safe Haven... First Steps
@waywardxrhea - Hearts Desire
@cookiescribble - Take Me Home
@queerpumpkinnn - Lover Boy
@reidsaurora - The Office Party
@tacticaldiary - Revelations and Reverence p1 & p2
@dreamwritesimagines - Twisted (series)
@luvingspence - His Picture In a Gold Locket
@rynbutt - Pierced pt 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
@sinfulspencer - Made of Stone... Last Breath... The One That Got Away... Coincidences
@writer-in-theory - Tell Ourselves a Good Lie... Holy Ground... To Know You... I'm Feeling 22
@literaila - This Vast Empty Space & pt2
@shemarmooresfedora - Splish Splash
@reiderwriter - The Lightbulb Moment
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Stolen Hearts and Cuddles
Jake âHangmanâ Seresin x Reader
Summary: While cuddling, Jake tells Y/N that she made him believe in love at first sight.
Warning: Tooth rotting fluff.
Notes: Hello, this is my first Jake fic. I just watched twisters with my family last week, and it got me back in my Glen Powell feels (Always been down bad for him the movie just reignited that spark lmao), so yeah I hope you enjoy byeeee.
The sun has set, and the soft glow from the table lamp casts a warm, cozy light across the living room. Youâre nestled together on the plush leather couch, your head resting on Jake's chest as you listen to the gentle hum of the city outside your window. The faint aroma of popcorn lingers in the air, remnants of your impromptu movie night.
Jake's arm is draped protectively around you, his fingers tracing absent-minded patterns on your shoulder. You find solace in these moments â the simplicity of being close to him, away from the chaos of the naval base and the pressure of his duties as a aviator.
âYâknow,â Jake's voice breaks the comfortable silence, a confident lilt even in his softer moments, âI used to think love at first sight was just a myth. A fairytale people tell themselves to make life seem a little more magical.â
Tilting your head slightly, you look up at him, your curious eyes meeting his green, mischievous yet earnest gaze. âOh really?â you tease, a playful smile dancing on your lips. âThe great Lieutenant Jake Seresin, charmer extraordinaire, didnât believe in love?â
A chuckle rumbles from his chest, making you vibrate with the sound. âHard to believe, huh?â he smirks. âBut yeah, I was always about the next mission, the next challenge. Love seemed like a distraction.â
Your fingers play with the hem of his navy blue T-shirt, your touch sending electric shivers down his spine. âSo, what changed?â you ask softly, genuinely intrigued.
Jakeâs expression softens, the cockiness melting away to reveal the depth of his feelings. He gently cups your face with his hand, his thumb caressing your cheek. âYou,â he says simply. âYou changed everything.â
Your heart flutters at his words, and you lean into his touch, feeling the warmth of his palm against your skin. âHow?â you whisper, your voice barely audible.
Jakeâs eyes lock with yours, reflecting a sincerity thatâs often hidden behind his confident exterior. âThe first time I saw you, it felt like someone had flipped a switch inside me. Suddenly, life wasn't just about flying high and chasing adrenaline. It was about finding a way to keep you by my side, to protect you, to love you.â
He takes a deep breath, as if steadying himself to say something deeply personal. âYou didnât just capture my attention, Y/N. You stole my heart. Completely and irrevocably. And for the first time, I realized that love isnât a distraction. Itâs what makes all the risks worth taking.â
You feel tears prickling at the corners of your eyes, your emotions welling up at his heartfelt confession. âJakeâŚâ you begin, but he gently hushes you, his gaze soft yet intense.
âIâm serious, Y/N. Youâre my everything. My whole world. The one Iâd sacrifice everything for,â he continues, his voice filled with unwavering conviction. âAnd Iâll spend the rest of my life proving that to you.â
You wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer as your lips meet in a tender, passionate kiss. Each touch, each breath seems to reaffirm your bond, a silent promise of the future you will build together.
When you finally pull away, you rest your forehead against his, your heart racing. âI love you, Jake. More than words can say.â
âI love you more baby,â he replies, his voice a soft murmur in the intimate space you share. âMore than you could ever know.â
You settle back into his comfortable embrace, the weight of the world outside disappearing as you lose yourself in each other. In that moment, in the safety of your love, you find a tranquility you have never known before.
As you drift off to sleep, the world outside continues to spin, but for you and Jake, your universe is right there on that couch â wrapped in each other's arms, in a cocoon of stolen hearts and unyielding love.
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Steddie Week 2024 | Prompt: Hands/Touch-Starved
Eddie carefully ran his fingers through Steveâs hair. It was longer than he usually kept it, but with the way he practically melted in Eddieâs lap every time he put his hands amidst those silky strands, Eddie had a feeling that he was not going to cut it any time soon. It was a wonder to see Steve this relaxed and Eddie counted his blessings each and every time he was permitted to bear witness to it. His sweetheart was a like a cat and Eddie would not be surprised if he started purring at any point.
ââddie?â
Steveâs voice was muffled what with him having shoved his face into the crevice of Eddieâs hip. Were it anyone else, Eddie might not have even heard the quiet calling of his name, but he was attuned to Steve in a way that put any magical item to shame.
âYeah, Stevie? You doinâ okay?â
âMmhmm. âm sleepy. Jusâ wanâed you tâknow.â
Eddie chuckled. His baby got so sweet when he got his hair played with, so gentle and caring and soft. It made Eddieâs teeth ache just thinking about him.
âThatâs okay, honey. You go ahead and sleep. Iâll wake you when itâs time to eat.â
Steve hummed in acknowledgement just as his breathing evened out. Eddie knew that he would sleep for hours if he let him, itâs why he tried to make sure to cuddle with Steve closer to bedtime. Alas, Steve had a rough day and Eddie was not about to deny him some well-deserved peace.
Eddie did not know how long he spent watching Steve rest, only that it must have resulted in him dozing off himself because the next thing he knew Wayne was walking through the front door, the slap of the screen door startling him awake.
âWhat timeâs it?â Eddie rasped, his impromptu nap evident in his voice.
âAlmost seven oâclock, Iâd reckon. You boys eat yet?â Wayne kept his volume low which meant Steve was still passed out in his lap. Eddie looked down at him, a sappy smile painting his face as he listened to Steveâs quiet snuffling.
âNah. We took a nap, lost track of time.â
âThatâs alright,â Wayne chuckled, amused by his boys. âIâll throw together a little supper for the three of us while you wake Steve up.â
Eddie nodded absently, still focused on the boy in his lap. It was always so difficult to tear Steve away from a good sleep. He never seemed to rest properly outside of the trailer, a fact that Eddie both preened at and worried about. With a gentle hand, he began the slow process of rousing the boy who held his heart in his hands.
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Their ChildrenâŚ
DISCLAIMER: Can be taken as science babies if you so need âşď¸
Zayne would want to name your daughter Jasmine, after his favorite flower. Next to you, she is the light of his life. Jasmine looks like a mini version of you but with Zayneâs black hair and green eyes. The perfect combination of your love. She would share his love for sweets, and his disdain for dentist visits. On his days off, Zayne would take her to the bakery to indulge in macarons, bringing home a dozen for you when you get back from your missions. The sweetest thing of all is when she saw the âMDâ on his lab coat, she said proudly that it meant âmy daddyâ. Vacations to Snowcrest are a must. He loves teaching his little girl how to ice skate and sled with the dogs. Zayne would debate getting a sled dog for her as a pet when sheâs older. After a day out on the snow, all he wants to do is cuddle up with his family in front of the fireplace whilst drinking hot cocoa.
Rafayel would have some sort of light-hearted rivalry with his son. He and Arael both just want your attention. When Arael sends him a smug look when you gush over his finger painting, itâs war. The little snot looks just like him tooâ except he has your eyes. Something Arael rubs in Rafayelâs face whenever he can. Their ârivalryâ is nothing serious. If you ever feel like theyâre going too far, just ignore the both of them. Theyâd end up presenting you with a painting they worked on together as an apology. Despite their strange dynamic, Rafayel adores his son as the next prince of Lemuria. So of course he spoils the shit out of him. Designer everything. Heâs even gotten Arael and himself matching outfits for aesthetic photos. Your bougie boys.
Xavier absolutely adores his twins. He rounds up the plushies for playtime, creating daring missions for his little hunters to complete with their foam swords. Gently, heâll correct their posture, reminding them that good technique starts with the back, as they wobble on their chubby little legs. Sometimes youâll find the three of them passed out in the library, a fairytale book slipping out of Xavierâs hands as the little ones join him for an impromptu nap session. Xander and Lexie both have his blonde hair and blue eyes, complete replicas of him. When itâs time for bed, you and Xavier make shadow puppets using his light evol to tell them stories and put them to sleep.
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