#James Mcvey Writings

[imaginesxthevamps]

Can you do something about Brad eat out his gf on a lazy, rainy day? something like them lying in bed and watching a movie, Brad starts teasing her by putting his hand in her panties and squeezing her boobs txc

Lazy Sunday | Brad Simpson

Word count: +/- 1.3k

Date: 25/03/2023

Proofread: yes (language and grammar mistakes can still be present)

Warnings: smut (oral sex, f receiving, fingering), swearing

Tags: Brad Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, xreader, smut, fanfiction

A/N: Another smut saturday! I hope you like it! Requests are always welcome :)) ❤

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The rain is clattering down on the bedroom window. Outside the wind is gushing through the trees making them swing in all directions. The cold outside is a big contrast with the warmth inside the bedroom. You’re laying in bed with the covers over you. You’re sitting between Brad’s legs, your back resting against his chest. He is stroking your hair with his fingers which makes you feel relaxed. Your favourite rom-com is playing on the tv. Brad has let you choose the movie and with this weather, you were in the mood to watch a good old rom-com. Brad is trying to pay attention to the movie but it’s not his kind of deal when it comes to movies. All he can do is stare at you and brush through your hair with his fingers. 

‘I’m kinda too hot with the covers around me’, you say and pull them off you. 

You’re wearing one of Brad’s shirts with some sweatpants. Brad looks down on you and he sees the outline of your breasts through the shirt you’re wearing as you’re not wearing a bra. He diverts his eyes back on the tv but his mind is wandering off. His fingers are still stroking your hair but now they go from your hair to your arms. They brush lightly over your skin. You didn’t expect the sudden touch of his fingers on your skin and you get goosebumps. Brad rests his head against yours and kisses your neck slightly.

‘Brad what are you doing?’, you ask laughing. 

‘Distracting you’, he whispers in your ear and he sucks on your earlobe. 

‘I’m trying to watch a movie here’.

He ignores you and his fingers travel from your arms to your shoulders to your neck. With one finger he goes down over your shirt, letting it slip between your clothed breasts. Your breathing is starting to change from the excitement. His finger goes up again until it’s back on your shoulder. Now he rests his hands on your shoulders and starts to massage them. His lips are on your neck again, sucking at the skin. A sigh leaves your mouth. Brad sees that your nipples are getting hard through the shirt out of excitement.

‘Can’t you wait a little while until the movie is over?’, you whisper. 

‘You can concentrate on the movie, let me do the work’, he says. 

Your eyes are concentrated on the tv while you feel Brad’s hands on your body. His hands are caressing the sides of your breasts. He is slightly moving his hands until they are covering your breasts. Gently he starts massaging them, squeezing them a little bit. Suddenly he pinches your nipples through your shirt, making you gasp. With one finger he makes circles on your nipples making them more sensitive with the second. While he is massaging your nipples he continues kissing your neck. 

‘Take your shirt off baby’, he says. 

When you’ve taken your shirt off, Brad throws it across the room.

‘Much better sight’, he says.

While one of Brad’s hands stay on your breast, the other travels down to your belly. His index finger draws circles around your belly button. His hand moves further down as he slips his middle finger under your sweatpants. His finger goes over the skin of your lower belly, touching the fabric of your panties. Slowly you breathe in to control yourself. His actions are painfully slow which makes it hard to concentrate on the movie. His hand moves over your clothed pussy and he starts to slowly rub it through your panties. As he moves down he can feel the wet spot that has formed because of all the touching. 

‘You’re so wet already, do you like what I’m doing?’, he asks you in a husky voice. 

‘Yes, I like it a lot baby’

His hand moves up a little bit as he starts rubbing your clit. A sigh leaves your mouth and you close your eyes. He goes slow at first but picks up the pace. The wet spot in your panties is growing as pleasure radiates through your body. 

‘Can you still concentrate?’, Brad asks as he pushes harder on your clit. 

‘Fuck it Brad’, you say and you turn the tv off. 

Brad moves from underneath you and stands up. He walks until he is at the end of the bed. He grabs your legs and in a sudden move, he pulls you closer until your legs are hanging over the bed. He grabs your pants and panties at the same time and he pulls them down. They end up at the other side of the room just like your shirt. You’re laying in front of him completely naked. Brad sits down on his knees.

‘Spread those legs for me baby’, he says. 

You spread your legs a little wider. Brad places his hands on your thighs as he starts kissing your legs. He sucks on the skin of your inner thigh making you gasp. A red spot forms on that place and he does the same on your other leg. His tongue makes a trail down your leg, teasing you even more. Eventually, his tongue reaches your pussy. First, he slowly licks over your lips but then his tongue disappears between your folds. Your moans are getting louder. Your legs are closing because of the pleasure he gives you but Brad keeps them open by pushing his hands down hard on your thighs. He moves his face from between your legs and hovers over you. He pushes his lips onto yours and kisses you hard. His tongue enters your mouth and you can taste yourself. Brad moves his lips from your mouth to your neck. He starts sucking on your skin. Two of his fingers enter your pussy. He is sliding them in and out fast. Your moans are getting more erratic with every thrust of his fingers. He slips his fingers out of your pussy and stops kissing you. His head goes back between your legs and he starts sucking on your clit.

‘Fuck Bradley’, you moan out.

While he continues sucking your clit, his fingers thrust into you again. Your hands find their way to his hair. You’re grabbing him by his curls. With his hand, you try to push him even closer to your pussy. You feel a knot building up in your lower belly, indicating that you’re close. 

‘Brad, I’m gonna cum’, you moan loudly.

‘Let it go baby, cum for me’, Brad says and continues sucking your clit.

One of your hands is grasping his curls while the other is grasping the sheets. The knot that has been building up in your lower belly explodes as pleasure waves through your body. Your eyes are closed and you try to catch your breath. Brad gives your pussy one last kiss before he stands up. 

‘Fuck Brad, why are you so good at this’

Brad laughs at your comment. He takes your hands and pulls you up so you’re sitting. He crouches down in front of you.

‘I need to take care of you my love’

You smile as you pull at his hands so he falls on you. You smile at him while your hands go through his curls. You connect your lips with his in a passionate kiss, your lips moving in sync with each other. 

‘I think I have to clean myself up, I need a shower’, you say while holding his face.

‘Maybe we should make that a round two?’, Brad teases you. 

‘You’re so eager today Bradley’, you laugh. 

‘It’s not like we have something else to do with this weather'

Brad gets off of you and pulls you with him. He picks you up and you lay your arms around his neck as he carries you to the bathroom…

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The Vamps requests are open

[docrotten]

DARK PLACES (1974) – Episode 230 – Decades of Horror 1970s

“Put those bloody lights on!” Well, it is an old dark house. Join your faithful Grue Crew – Doc Rotten, Bill Mulligan, Chad Hunt, and Jeff Mohr – as they check out a new find, at least to them, Dark Places (1974), a little-known British horror film.

Decades of Horror 1970s Episode 230 – Dark Places (1974)

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Decades of Horror 1970s is partnering with the WICKED HORROR TV CHANNEL (https://wickedhorrortv.com/) which now includes video episodes of the podcast and is available on Roku, AppleTV, Amazon FireTV, AndroidTV, and its online website across all OTT platforms, as well as mobile, tablet, and desktop.

Synopsis: After the original owner dies in a mental asylum, a man moves into an abandoned mansion with a sordid history. Meanwhile, a few locals conspire to steal a large amount of money, said to be hidden somewhere on the premises.

Directed by: Don Sharp

Writing Credits: Ed Brennan & Joseph Van Winkle; (adaptation) James Hannah Jr. (uncredited), Don Sharp (uncredited)

Selected Cast:

Christopher Lee as Dr. Ian Mandeville

Joan Collins as Sarah Mandeville

Herbert Lom as Prescott

Jane Birkin as Alta

Robert Hardy as Edward Foster / Andrew Marr

Jean Marsh as Victoria

Carleton Hobbs as Old Marr

Roy Evans as Baxter

Martin Boddey as Sgt. Riley

John Glyn-Jones as Bank Manager (as John Glyn Jones)

John Levene as Doctor

Jennifer Thanisch as Jessica

Michael McVey as Francis

Barry Linehan as Asylum Gatekeeper

Linda Gray as Woman on Hill

Lysandre De La Haye as Child on Hill (credited as Lysandra De-La-Haye)

Earl Rhodes as Child on Hill

The 70s Grue Crew take another trip across the pond to take in Dark Places (1974), a British horror thriller none of them had heard of. Their unfamiliarity with the film is even more surprising because it is directed by Don Sharp (Psychomania, 1973) and stars none other than Christopher Lee, Joan Collins, Robert Hardy, Herbert Lom, Jane Birkin, and Jean Marsh. The crew are more than happy to be pleasantly surprised by a relatively unknown 70s movie. Check out what we have to say about Dark Places, especially the extraordinary performance of Robert Hardy.

At the time of this writing, Dark Places (1974) is available to stream from Tubi, Night Flight, PLEX, and Troma NOW. 

Gruesome Magazine’s Decades of Horror 1970s is part of the Decades of Horror two-week rotation with The Classic Era and the 1980s. In two weeks, the next episode, chosen by Jeff, will be a makeshift British ghost story anthology. The crew will cover a total of three British short films: 

“Whistle and I’ll Come to You,” Omnibus S1.E17 ( May 7, 1968), M.R. James

“Lost Hearts,” A Ghost Story for Christmas (Dec 25, 1973), M.R. James

“The Signalman,” A Ghost Story for Christmas (Dec 22, 1976), Charles Dickens 

This should be a fun one!

We want to hear from you – the coolest, grooviest fans: comment on the site or email the Decades of Horror 1970s podcast hosts at feedback@gruesomemagazine.com.

Check out this episode!

[itwaslastnightwhenifellinlove]

Preference #37: Ice Skating 2/2

James: Sometimes I felt that December came to fast. Then sometimes I felt it came to slow. My birthday was exactly a week before Christmas. I loved the time of the year but it could be so stressful at times. Especially since my family always wants to have separate events. One for my birthday and one for Christmas, I always told them we could just celebrate once. I was never the one that wanted to be the center of attention and that included my own birthday parties. This year they finally took my advice and we would only celebrate once. Of course, James wanted something special for my birthday even when I told him not too. “Babe?” he kissed my forehead trying to wake me up. “Uh?” I rubbed my eyes before looking at him. “Happy birthday” he pulled the roses from behind his back. “Thank you,” I said as I sat up and kissed him softly. “I have breakfast making and I have the whole day planned out,” he said. “James,” I said. “I wanted to make you feel special, trust me it's just us,” he said. “Ok I trust you,” I said. He got off the bed and grabbed my hand. He leads me downstairs where breakfast was on the table. There were even more roses sitting in the middle of the table. I rolled my eyes as I followed him. I sat down with him and we both ate breakfast, for the rest of the day we snuggled and watched movies. Well, that was until around 5 and he wanted us to get dressed. I got dressed in a pair of my favorite jeans and a sweater. I grabbed my jacket and met him downstairs, I could see him light up when I came downstairs. We got into the car and went downtown. He pulled into an abandoned warehouse and I started to get confused. “Wear this,” he said as he handed me a blindfold. “James” I looked at him. “Please” he pouted. “Alright, I trust you,” I said as I put the blindfold on. He got out of the car and came onto my side, grabbing my hands. I held onto him as we walked into the warehouse, I could feel the cold air around me. He stood me in the middle of the warehouse and took off my blindfold. Somehow and I still don't know how he had a full ice ring set up for us. “Wow,” I said as I looked at him. “I know you love ice skating, so I got you your own personal ring” he smiled. “I don't know what to say honestly,” I said. “Let's go skating” he handed me the skates. We both sat on the bench and put on the skates. I made my way over to the ring and got onto the ice. I skated a few times around, he just stood and watched me. He smiled to himself as he could see how happy I was. I stopped at the door and reached for him to join me on the ice. He goes onto the ice and skated with me. We had so much fun just skating and playing little games with each other. He got off the ice and grabbed a picnic basket and laid a blanket down. I got off the ice and sat with him. I must admit it was one of the birthdays I would never want to forget.

Connor: At the beginning of the year you always thing December is so far away. It seems right after September rolls around Christmas is right in our face. I loved the time of year because it was cold and I loved to snuggle. It also meant it was the busiest time of year. Especially for Connor he always got stressed out. I always tried to help and keep him as calm and relaxed as possible. “Babe,” I said as I came up behind him, hugging him. “What babe,” he said as he turned to face him. “Let's have a date night,” I said. “I have so much to do babe” he pouted. “It can wait until tomorrow, come on let's go out on the town,” I said. “Let me send this last email and then I'm all yours” he said. “Alright I'm going to hold you to that” I said. “I'll be right with you in a few,” he said. I went and sat on the couch as I waited for him, he soon came out of the kitchen. He reached for my hand and I got up taking his hand. “Where do you want to go?” he asked. “Let's go get lunch and just walk around” I said. “Alright babe” he kissed my forehead. We left the apartment and made our way downtown. We got something quick to eat and just walked around, just enjoying the scenery. “Hey look there's and ice skating ring,” I said. “And we both don't know how to skate,” he said. “First time for everything,” I said. “True, I hope you are ready to bust your ass” he chuckled slightly.  “Come on” I said as I grabbed his hand. We got our skates and went to put them on, I knew this would be a big fail. What's life if you don't take chances and make a fool out of yourself. I got onto the ice first and held onto the sides. He got onto the ice right behind me and held onto me. I giggled slightly because I knew I wasn't good on ice and he was holding onto me. “If I fall your ass is going down too,” I said. “I know,” he said as he moved beside me. He started to skate away from me and I just watched him in amaze. I didn't think he knew how to skate but he did, he made his way back over to where I was. He grabbed my hand and skated backward as I tried to get the hang of it. “You said you didn't know how to skate,” I said “I wanted to surprise you” he winked at me. He held onto me as I started to figure out how to skate. I started to feel confident and let his hand go and started to skate on my own. I didn't really know how to stop so skated to the wall and ended up falling on my ass. “Babe,” he said as he made his way over to me. “I didn't know how to stop,” I said. “Come on,” he said as he helped me up. He slipped as well and we were both on the ice and we started to laugh. “We gotta get up,” he said as he got back onto his feet. I eased my way up so I wouldn't make us both fall again. We got off the ice and took off our skates, we returned them. We continued to walk around downtown until it got dark and we went back home. I was surprised that he actually knew how to skate, but now I know how to get him out of the house.

[bradtomlovesya]

Wrong or Right Series (SMAU) (Complete)

Tom Holland/Bradley Simpson x reader (ends with Brad)

Summary: You and Tom are in a realtionship but things aren't the same as before and then you meet Brad.

Warnings: Vocabulary, mentions of sex, angst

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 11

Part 12

Part 13

Part 14

Part 15 (Final)

[autumnscribbles]

believe me | b.s

requested by anon

summary: y/n starts getting strange DMs and seeing tweets that may ruin her relationship

pairing: brad simpson x reader

warnings: mentions of cheating, angst, sadness hehe

word count: 1.5k (finally a long one woo)

a/n: woohoo first brad imagine!! i love that most of my requests are for brad because UM i love him so much it’s not even funny anyway hope you enjoy this nice angsty fic

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Your phone chimed continuously, annoying you because you thought you had remembered to put it on silent the night before like you usually did. You assumed it was fans talking about the new photo you posted with Brad the night before, but you were surprised when you opened your phone after rubbing the sleep out of yours eyes.

You looked at the username - @/bradsgirl2020

Most of the time, the DMs you received were from fans you knew, or at least recognized from lurking on twitter often enough out of boredom. You opened the DM anyway, assuming it was a fan, so you were curious.

To your surprise, it was not that at all. Whoever it was began telling you she had slept with Brad, seen him at many parties in LA the past few months and they have been seeing each other secretly. She continued to tell you she thought Brad was too good for you, you were ugly, deserved nothing.

You were used to occasional hate, and used to people trying to say stupid stuff to “sabotage” your relationship. You couldn’t help but let out a slight laugh, putting your phone down while you went to make breakfast. Brad was out doing a radio show, so you sat alone at the table while you ate your cereal, too lazy to put any more effort in than pouring milk in a bowl.

When you went back upstairs, your phone was blowing up again, making you roll your eyes.

This mystery “fan” was now spreading rumours on Twitter, all the fans freaking out, wondering if it could be true. Most of them defended your relationship, others were actually falling for it. I guess whoever it was made a convincing argument. You read through the hateful tweets about you, and the photos of Brad she posted, captioning it with obsessive words, making you cringe slightly.

“So weird,” you whispered to yourself.

She had no photos of herself, which meant you were unable to see if you could recognize her from any of the parties you had also attended with Brad. This is how she claimed their “relationship started”.

“He’s gonna leave her for me” the tweet read, making your eyebrows furrow. Why would someone be spreading this, so eager to get a reaction.

You heard the door open, Brad entering your house, kicking his shoes off and hanging his coat beside him.

“Hey baby,” he smiled at you, pecking your lips before going to grab a glass of water.

“Hey, so, something really weird’s been happening today,” you mentioned, not knowing how to bring it up.

“Yeah? What is it?” he asked curiously, his eyes widening as he took a sip from the glass.

“So there’s this...fan I guess? A twitter account who’s DMing me and tweeting about how she’s had sex with you at parties and that you’re in love with her,” you told him.

“That’s ridiculous,” he laughed. “People try really hard, huh?”

“Yeah,” you smiled. “She keeps sending me hate though, not that it matters I guess, it just sucks to be told I’m no good for you.”

“Block her, babe, it’s not worth it,” he told you sweetly, pressing his lips to your temple. “If anything, you’re too good for me.”

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You were sitting on the couch, waiting for Brad to come home with the takeaway he had promised you. You remembered what he had said and decided to go to block the account and all the ones that were backing her up.

As you pulled the account up, you saw new DMs and tweets that made you recoil in your seat.

In front of you were photos of Brad at parties like she said, a girl on his lap, kissing his beck. Another of his hands on someone’s butt, seemingly pulling them closer. They kept coming, picture after picture of compromising photos of Brad and whoever this girl was.

I told you he finds me hotter than you.

You didn’t know what to believe anymore. On the one hand, you wanted to believe Brad could never do this to you, no matter how drunk, no matter what party, what girl. The other half of you, though, stared at these pictures, taking them in, making you wonder if maybe Brad was capable of doing this, of hurting you.

Tears sprang to your eyes, your throat burning as you tried to hold them back. You scrolled through Twitter, seeing everyone talking about the photos, which had been posted. Magazine websites were already talking about it, the word “Cheating” in the title making you feel sick to your stomach.

The door opened, Brad walking in with a smile on his face, Chinese food in his hands. You turned to him, tears down your face, making his smile drop immediately.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

He put the food down, approaching you quickly. When you pulled back when he tried to cup your cheek in his hand, his face dropped.

“Did I do something?” he questioned, hurt filling his voice and on his face.

“Are these real?” you asked, showing the photos to him, his eyes widening instantly.

“What? No, of course not,” he defended. “These are fake, y/n.”

Silence filled the room, your eyes gazing at the floor, unable to meet Brad’s eyes.

“You don’t believe me?” he asked. “You believe them?”

“I don’t know what I believe,” you muttered, a tear falling onto the couch from your eye, leaving a darkened spot in its wake.

“Babe, please,” he said. “I would never do this to you, you’re everything to me.”

“Then where are these pictures from?” you asked.

“They have to be fake, y/n, I didn’t do it, I swear,” he pleaded, tears beginning to form in his eyes.

Brad didn’t cry often, and you wanted to believe him, but the pictures clouded your thoughts, unable to get the image away. Tears streamed down his face, his head shaking in disbelief.

“Please. baby,” he whispered. “You know I would never do this.”

“I think you should stay with one of the boys tonight,” you said, barely audible. “I need time to think.”

“No,” he pleaded. “Please, let’s just forget this, eat our food, watch a movie.”

“I can’t stop thinking about it,” you told him. “I need time alone, to think it through.”

Brad’s tears increasingly fell down his cheeks, but he listened to you. He always wanted to do what was best for you, and this was it. He stood up, making his way back to the front door, leaving the Chinese food on the table.

“I love you, y/n, remember that,” he told you. “Please believe me.”

With that he was gone, the door clicking gently in his wake, your tears turning into full blown sobs as you put your head in yours hands. It had to be fake, how could this be happening? You tried eating something, feeling a gape in your chest without Brad beside you struggling to use chopsticks. You set it down, going upstairs, and crying yourself to sleep.

~

You woke up to a text from Tristan, a link to a tweet attached to the message. You assumed it was about the Brad situation, it only made sense that Brad would have confided in Tris.

You looked at the tweet, a fan account had posted a photo that looked almost identical to the one the hate account had sent you. This time, however, it wasn’t Brad touching and kissing the girl, it was someone else. Someone with similar features, curly hair, but it definitely wasn’t Brad.

The photos posted were edited to make it look like Brad!! It wasn’t him!!

You let out a sharp breath, relief washing over you, tears running down your face.

Tell him to come home, you texted Tristan before hopping out of bed and rushing downstairs to wait for him.

You kept looking at the picture, as if it would change if you looked away. It wasn’t Brad, he was right, it was fake the whole time. You felt stupid, knowing deep down that he wouldn’t cheat on you with a random girl at a party.

There was a knock on the door, Brad too nervous to use his key, in case you were still angry. 

You rushed to the door, throwing it open and wrapping him in your arms, tears stinging your eyes again.

“I’m so sorry,” you said into his chest, pulling away to look him in the eyes. “I was stupid, I know I should have believed you over some stupid obsessive twitter account.”

“It’s okay,” he smiled sweetly. “I don’t blame you, they looked pretty real.”

“I should have believed you,” you muttered, guilt flooding your conscience.

“Don’t feel bad,” he reassured you. “We’re okay, and that’s all that matters.”

He put his hands on either side of your face, leaning in and pressing his lips to you. The familiar warmth and feeling made goosebumps appear on your arms, wishing you could stay like this forever.

“Now,” he said. “Did you keep any of that Chinese food?”

You couldn’t help but laugh. That was the thing about Brad, no matter what happened, any disagreement, fight, breakdown, he always knew how to make you smile despite all of it.

[bloosomjoon]

i just came here to say hi, bc i miss you all but at the same time i lost my creativity and what's more I have so much ideas in my head and I feel like a clown at some point. God help me

my beauty boy for attention (yes, I talk about tris bc i have a really strong feelings for him)

[aquilasmoon]

The Knight Family

Patrick Knight

Full Name - Patrick Neil Knight

Birthday - 10th November 1971

Sexuality - Straight

Role in Family - Father

Age at beginning of story - 48

Juliet Knight (nee Evergreen)

Full Name - Juliet Lily Knight (nee Evergreen)

Birthday - 13th April 1972

Sexuality - Straight

Role in family - Mother

Age at beginning of story - 47

Francis Knight

Full Name - Francis "Fran" Serina Knight

Birthday - 6th December 1993

Sexuality - Bisexual

Role in family - Oldest child

Age at the beginning of story - 26

Alice Knight

Full Name - Alice Rose Knight

Birthday - 6th December 1993

Sexuality - Strsight

Role in family - Second oldest child

Age at beginning of story - 26

Samantha Knight

Full Name - Samantha "Sam" Rachel Knight

Birthday - 19th February 1995

Sexuality - Bisexual

Role in family - Middle child

Age at beginning of story - 24

Hope Knight

Full Name - Hope Olivia Knight

Birthday - 13th October 2000

Sexuality - Asexual

Role in family - Second youngest child

Age at beginning of story - 19

Chase Knight

Full Name - Chase Roman Knight

Birthday - 15th December 2003

Sexuality - Gay

Role in Family - Youngest child

Age at beginning of story - 16

Information

Patrick Knight and Juliet Evergreen were high school sweethearts. They were your typical teenage love story. Most popular in school, and prom king and queen. They got married at 19 and at 21 they had their first birth. Two twin daughters named Francis and Alice.

A year later they had their second daughter Samantha and decided that three girls was enough for them.

They brought the girls up close and throughout their childhood they were irrespirable. Fran and Alice were parically close. The two girls loved each other, they were each other's best friend and this often left Sam feeling left out. This led Sam into misbehaving to get her family's attention. She became angry whenever the twins would do something without her, even if it was something neither of them could control like joining school a year before her. Because of her anger, Alice and Fran tended to keep away from her and wouldn't want to play with her by the time she was able to join school, making Sam even more mad and lonely.

Sam was over the moon when her parents told them that they were pregnant again and hoped that her new brother or sister could be her new friend.

Unfortunately, her parents didn't let her be with Hope much when she was first born. They didn't want her to act up and scare the baby. Francis and Alice spent most of their time playing with baby Hope and trying to get her to laugh, once again leaving Sam out.

By the time Hope had been born, Patrick and Juliet felt bored. They didn't want another kid and were tired enough by having to deal with the other three. They became even more infuriated when Juliet fell pregnant again five years later. Still, despite their desire to have no more kids they still tried to raise all five of them as best as they could.

The Family lived in a 5 bedroom house in Wales by the beaches. In this house the majority of the ground floor was taken up by the kitchen, with the only other room there being a bedroom which belonged to Sam. On the first floor was the main bathroom, the twins room and the living room. The second floor had Juliet and Patrick's shared room along with Hopes right next to their and Chase with the box room.

Sam had always liked her room. With where it was in the house it meant that she didn't have to interact with her family much. She had the kitchen right at her doorstep and never really would ever need to go upstairs if it wasn't for the bathroom. Having her room on the ground floor and her parents on the top also made it easier for her to sneak out of the house without anyone noticing. The family could go a week with only seeing Sam during family meals which Juliet and Patrick insisted they had every evening.

Both twins grew up with big ambitions in their life. With Samantha acting like she was they were determined to prove to their parents thag they were better and that Sam wasn't a reflection on any bad parenting. They both tried hard in school and got amazing grades. Francis planned to become a writer while Alice wanted to be an actress, they knew thag they were hard industries to get into but both truly believed that they could do it together.

On top of thag they also helped with looking after Hope and Chase. They would babysit without question and with their parents obviously growing tired of the whole parenting thing they made sure that both of them got the same opportunity's they did like taking them to after school clubs. But when they went off to university their parents didn't bother carrying on sending them to the clubs anymore. Luckily for Hope, she had just joined High school and had her own bus pass to get herself around.

With the twins gone it felt as if Juliet and Patrick had given up in their other three kids. Family dinners were no more and they didn't even bother picking Chase up from school anymore, Samantha started picking him up and dropping him off herself as she had the free time by skipping her lessons at college.

During the time that the twins are away, Patrick and Juliet do the minimum of amount of work they have to. Hope had started to follow in Sams footsteps and misbehaves during school but doesn't seem to care considering she knows her parents won't. She also goes out with her friends a lot leaving Chase alone in the house a lot while he's only eight.

When the twins come back after their first year and see what has become of their family Fran suggests that they spend their next year at home so they can look after their family. Alice disagrees and says that it's not her problem and it won't do her any good not going back to uni. Alice believes that they have done their bit and shouldn't have to look after everyone when they can become successful.

When September comes around, Alice is the only one out of the two to go back to uni. Patrick and Juliet are furious at Fran for dropping out and call her ungrateful. They told her that if she wanted to play the parent so much then she should and refused to do anything for their kids. This made it easier for Sam and Hope who became close by Sam teaching Hope how to do make up and roll a cigarette and buying her booze. Meanwhile Chase became incredibly clingy from being left alone too many times. He wouldn't want to go into school because he was scared thag nobody would be there to pick him up and he rarely left Frans side and even spent a lot of nights sleeping on Alices old bed because he felt rejected by everyone else.

Fran takes up a few side jobs to try to pay for essentials. Luckily for her, their parents still live with them so they still payed the rent, water bill and electict but every thing else was up for Fran to buy. Hope and Sam didn't have jobs so whenever they wanted money they would go to Fran, and if Fran didn't have any money to give then they would steal off their parents. Fran knew about this but didn't bother telling them off or not to do it. She knew it would go nowhere and if she was honest she would rather them steal from them than her.

When Alice graduated none of her siblings were there. Patrick and Juliet had banned them all from attending but told Alice that they didn't want to go. Alice felt betrayed by her siblings and got into an argument with Fran about it that night. She didn't belive thag her parents would live to her.

The next morning on June 16th 2014, Fran woke up to a note stuck on her bedroom door with an envelop full of money and different bills. The note said that her parents and Alice had gone off for a two week trip to America and would be back soon.

Fran didn't think anything of it at the time.

Two weeks passed and they still hadn't come back. They wouldn't for another six years.

During those six years Fran had managed to get through to Hope and Sam pretty early on. Sam agreed to get a job and they both started to help out more. Hope started working on her school and ended up doing reallt well in her GCSEs. Their main motivation was proving to their parents that they're not failures.

Chase has started high school and was doing average. He wasn't as bad as Hope and Sam but wasn't as good as Fran and Alice.

After a year they began to run out of money and were evicted from their home. They brought a one bedroom flat not far away so Hope and Chase could continue with school. They had to sell a lot of their things and all ended up sharing one room while sleeping on matresses on the floor.

When Hope left school she got a job straight away and went into a science course for college. Fran bad ended up giving up on her dream of becoming a writer and Sam knew that she wouldn't bet a career with her grades. Hope doesn't go to uni because they can't afford it.

On January 1st 2020, Alice comes knocking on their door. Fran is ready to kick her out before she tells her that their parents had been wrongfully accused of several murders and she needed their help to clear their name.

I am fully aware that the actors don't really look that much like siblings but i did the best i could.

Also Emília is three years older then Alicia and Lily but we're just going to ignore that.

The Knight family are the main character in a book i've decided to write called The Knight Trial. So here's some info on them and their backstory.

Also now after writing all of this I low-key wanna start writing one shots about their life before the murders.

[celebritattoo]

Connor Ball | By Villiam ”Inkanen” Nikanen, done in Stockholm. http://ttoo.co/p/237531

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If anyone wants to go through my masterlist and suggest which imagines i should edit, or if you guys have any suggestions on new imagines, PLEASE let me know bc i have a very long few days ahead of me and i need to entertain myself and others:-)

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update kinda

New post it up! 

Also, I’ve been thinking about maybe writing about other people as well, currently I’m thinking 5sos - would that be something anyone would be interested in reading?

Also also, please be patient with me! I’m currently super busy and will be for the next few months so I won’t be able to upload that often, but if you have an idea my inbox is always open and I welcome any and all inspiration!

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OI OIII

can you do a smut about Brad getting a blowjob and him moaning and gasping???

Adventures on a boring party | Brad Simpson

Word count: +/- 2.1k

Date: 26/03/2023

Proofread: yes (language and grammar mistakes can still be present)

Warnings: smut (oral sex, m receiving), swearing

Tags: Brad Simpson, The Vamps, imagine, x reader, fanfiction, one shot, smut

A/N: Hello hello, I hope you like it :)) Thanks for your requests!!❤

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Brad gets out of his car, locking it up while walking away. The gravel rustles under his shoes as he is walking towards the building. In front of him there is an old but beautiful castle. A red carpet is rolled down the stairs which lead to the front door. He walks up the stairs which are also lit up by torches. A security man asks his identity to which Brad replies with his name. As he enters the building he can hear classical music echoing through the halls of the castle. With a sigh, he enters the ballroom where the event is taking place. He got an invitation from Jaguar, the car company, to this fancy party. Tomorrow there is a race not so far from the castle and they wanted to unite all the biggest car sports fans the evening before. It’s an exclusive party for sponsors, influencers, shareholders and the important people who work in the racing world. It has everything that an exclusive and fancy party should have: fancy food, classical music, and people in suits and fancy dresses. Despite all of it Brad is really not in the mood for such a fancy party although he has no choice. 

Brad takes a glass of champagne from a tray and takes a sip. His eyes are scanning the room to see if he recognises anyone. With another sigh, he tries to mingle with the other people. This is really not his scene so he doesn’t know what to do. Should he talk to people or not? 

‘You’re Brad Simpson right?’, someone taps him on the shoulder.

‘Yes, that’s me’

‘Nice to meet you, I’m Jason, one of the racers’, he introduces himself.

‘Nice to meet you Jason, so are you ready for tomorrow?’

‘Oh yeah I am, I’m also not staying long, I need a good night's sleep’

‘Wish I could say the same’

‘You don’t like these parties?’

‘No, it’s not really my thing but I don’t really have a choice since I’m sponsored’

‘Yeah I get that, just try to enjoy it a little bit, at least try the food, it’s the best part’, Jason laughs. 

‘Maybe I should do that then’

‘I have to go, good luck mate, it was great meeting you’

‘Yeah, you too’

As Jason leaves Brad takes another sip of his glass. Following the guy's advice he makes his way to the table where the food is stalled out. He takes a few things to eat and he needs to admit that the food is not bad. He drinks from his champagne before trying some other things. When his glass is empty he takes another one from a tray. 

Brad turns around and decides to leave the ballroom. He walks down one of the castle halls where it is quiet. A few people smile at him when they walk by. In the distance, he sees a girl who is staring at a painting that’s hanging on a wall. Her silhouette and her long hair look familiar. He steps closer and more of her features become visual. 

‘Y/N?’, he asks surprised.

You turn around and you can’t believe your eyes. You can’t believe that he is standing here in front of you. It’s been years since you’ve seen him. If you remember correctly it’s 5 years ago since you’ve seen each other. Both of you were 22 at the time. You had a fling with Brad, not something really serious. Your relationship back then was more focused on sex and pleasure but you were young. Neither of you had ended things back then, you just grew apart. Brad went on a world tour and you went to study on the other side of the world. The contact was lost. 

‘Brad? What are you doing here’, you ask surprised.

‘I got an invitation for this party, what are you doing here?’

‘My dad works in racing’

‘Yeah that’s right’

You can see that Brad is taking all of you in. His eyes are scanning over your body. He is looking at how your tight black dress is embracing your curves. He bites his lip slightly. You can’t also keep yourself from looking at him. You can see how his shoulders got broader just like his arms and chest. It’s only now that you realise how you’ve missed those chocolate brown curls. You swallow which Brad notices.

‘Maybe we should go back to the party’, you say. 

Brad follows you back to the ballroom. When you enter it you see your dad. He is smiling and coming your way. 

‘Hi Brad! It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you!’, He says and gives Brad a brotherly hug. 

Your father and Brad always got along well. When he was at your house they would laugh and joke the whole evening. If they didn’t talk about cars they would talk about golf as your dad is also a golf fan. Luckily someone starts talking to your dad which gives you the opportunity to pull Brad away from your dad. You’re not really in the mood to listen to a conversation all night that only involves cars and golf. 

‘What are we going to do now?’, Brad asks.

‘Dance?’

‘We’re surely not going to slow dance on this music’, Brad sighs.

‘Oh we are, you've got a better idea?’, you smile and you pull him to the place where a few other couples are slow dancing. 

Brad takes you by the waist to dance. It feels weird to be here with him but it’s more fun than staring at a few paintings. 

‘So, how have you been?’, Brad asks.

‘Good, I finished uni in California and now I’m working for a company in London. How have you been doing?’

‘We’re celebrating the band’s 10-year anniversary this year, it’s been going well

You smile at him not really knowing what to say. He is looking extremely hot and all you can think of his how much fun you two had back then. To be honest it was the best time of your life. Sometimes the two of you would do reckless things like driving around in the middle of the night or exploring places you weren’t really allowed to do that. 

‘I’m bored’, you say.

‘You were the one who wanted to dance’, Brad laughs.

‘What if we go discover this castle?’

‘Are we allowed to?’

‘I don’t know but do we care?’

Brad smiles and both of you leave the ballroom again through the same door. You’re wandering through the halls of the castle. The details of the interior are impressive. You open a door that makes a lot of noise. Brad looks at you with a scared face.

‘Y/N, do you really want people to hear us?’

‘Oh come on Brad, you weren’t so scared when we did this years ago’

Brad sighs as you walk into a big room. You guess it’s a big dining room as there is a long table with chairs. Brad follows you as you inspect the room. You touch a statue and you hear Brad sigh again behind you.

‘Please, you’re going to break something’

To provoke him you sit down on the table and Brad rolls his eyes. He stands before you and you take his hands in yours in an impulsive action. Brad looks surprised but he doesn’t let go of your hands. You pull him closer until he is standing between your legs. 

‘I’ve missed you Bradley’, you say. 

‘I’ve missed you too y/n’

Brad stares into your eyes and you bite your lip. Your fingers are playing with his and you can feel the contrast between his warm fingers and his cold rings. Brad’s eyes never leave yours and it feels like time stands still. It feels like you and Brad are the only people on this world. Brad can’t handle it anymore and pushes his lips onto yours. His warm lips are moving against yours and you can taste the champagne on them. His tongue slips into your mouth and you moan in the kiss. Unaware you pull Brad closer to you and you’re grinding against his crotch. The anticipation is building up as the kiss is getting more heated. You can feel Brad getting hard which turns you on.

‘We should take this to another place’, Brad says out of breath.

‘The guests are staying in the other wing, I have a room there to stay the night’, you say. 

You take Brad’s hand and make your way to the other wing. To go there you have to pass the ballroom again as it is on the other side. The halls on this side of the castle are more restored and the rooms are furnished as hotel rooms. You open the door of your room and walk in. You close the door when both of you are in. You turn around to Brad again and you start kissing him again. Your hand is going over his length which becomes even harder under your touch. 

Gently you push Brad onto the bed so he is sitting at the end of it. You walk towards him and sit on your knees. You unbutton his pants and Brad helps you to get out of his pants and boxers. His dick is hard and almost touches his belly. Slowly your hand moves over his length and you get wet only looking at his dick. Brad is looking at you with his eyes filled with lust and you look at him while you take his cock into your mouth. You start to suck on the tip and Brad closes his eyes. You take it further into your mouth while you go up and down. Brad moans and throws his head back. You try to take his whole dick into your mouth but it’s difficult because of how big he is. You take him out of your mouth again and you pump him with your hand. Pre-cum is coming out of the tip and as soon as you take him back into your mouth you can taste it. 

'Fuck y/n, your lips always feel so good around my dick', Brad moans. 

While you're sucking on Brad's cock, your hand is going up and down at the base of it, giving him extra pleasure. To add to that you start to gently play with his balls with your other hand. Brad gasps from all the pleasure you're giving him. 

Brad looks down on you to see how you're sucking his dick and he loves the view. He loves how your body looks in that tight dress. He loves the way you're being so desperate for him right now. Nobody could ever make him feel this good like you do. 

'How I've missed these lips, take it all in baby', Brad groans and throws his head back again. 

His moans are getting harder. You try to take him as deep as you can. His dick is hitting the back of your throat, almost making you gag. You can feel his dick twitching inside your mouth, indicating he is close. You're going up and down faster. Your tongue is playing with his tip, making him go crazy. One of Brad's hands is gripping your hair while the other is keeping him steady on the bed. 

'Fuck y/n baby, I'm-, fuck', Brad moans out.

Loud groans are leaving Brad's mouth while his hot load is filling your mouth. You get his cock out of your mouth. His cum tastes salty but you swallow it. Brad looks at you and he smiles.

'Babe, this was amazing', he says.

You love the way he calls you babe, he used to do it all the time when you were together. You stand up and sit on his lap while you throw your arms around his neck. 

'Only for you', you say smiling.

Brad kisses you softly this time. A meaningful kiss which tingles on your lips. His lips moving slowly against yours while his hands are on the small of your back. After the kiss you rest your forehead against Brad's. 

'What do we do now?', Brad asks.

'I don't know, I don't-', you can't get out of your words.

'Tell me y/n'

'I don't want to lose you again'

Brad takes your face between his hands and makes you look at him. His eyes aren't dark and filled with lust anymore, now they are the brightest brown looking soft. A small smile is playing on his lips.

'I promise you, you won't lose me again princess', Brad promises.

Gently Brad kisses you again and it feels like your life lights up again. It's only now you realize how much you've missed him all these years.

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[my-elevenoutof10]

Make me feel. #7

Hiyaaaaa, today I had a train ride of 9 hours and some inspiration (went to Zürich to watch them perform, was epic, 11/10 would recommend), so I’ve written some. Here ya go!

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Chapter Six

The awkward silence in the room was almost deafening. While most eyes were fixated on Bella, many of them carrying a mixture between horrified and amused, Brad and Alice were still keeping up their uncomfortable staring contest. However, while the boy’s facial expression had a slight resemblance to a woman in labor, the blonde girl looked rather amused by the whole situation, wearing a cocky grin on her lips.

“That was hands down the most awkward situation I have ever had the pleasure of being in and I would like to thank you all for sharing this with me”, Alice suddenly spoke up, turning around the room once to look at everyone individually with a cheeky smile, before stopping in front of Bradley’s face again, “though I really want to forget this as fast as possible, so I would appreciate a drink right about now”.

“Come on, then”, Connor spoke out, grasping Bella’s hand in his and walking towards the door of the green room, “I’ll show you the way to the catering room, we should have some beer there”.

“I’ll join you”

“Yeah, me too”, Tristan and James spoke up, walking after them.

For some kind of reason, nobody asked neither Brad nor Maggie to come with, the former still standing stiffly in the same spot as before, petite girl pressed to his side.

As soon as the door closed, Maggie reached her hand up to the singer’s face, pulling him down for a small peck on the lips. Brad let it happen, though not reciprocating, his mind still struggling to wrap around what on earth had just happened only seconds ago.

“Your friends are weird, Bradley bear”, Maggie mumbled, “that blonde girl in particular; I think she’s got a crush on you”.

Brad couldn’t help but be annoyed at her remark. Not only the pet name irritated him, but also Maggie’s dislike of Bella and Alice, in particular. He suddenly felt the urge to escape rise inside him, so he pulled away from the girl’s grasp and made his way towards the door.

“Where are you going?”, Maggie asked with confusion in her voice. “I thought we could have some quick fun since we have the room to ourselves”.

“Not really in the mood, sorry”, Bradley answered dismissively, before walking out the door, leaving Maggie behind.

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“So, what’s the schedule for today? So I can plan my ideal alcohol level for show-time”, Alice asked, tapping the top of her beer can, before opening the lid and taking a sip. When she looked up however, she was met with four pair of eyes, who all had the same look of worry masked over them, staring at her intently.

“What?”, the blonde one asked, “what did I do?”

“How are you doing, babe?”, Bella asked in return, reaching across the table and grasping Alice’ hand, the one not holding the can. Alice looked down at their joined hands, then back up again, brows furrowed in confusion.

“What the bloody hell are you talking about?”

“You know, about the thing between Brad and Maggie”, James answered instead, “about them sleeping together”.

“We should have told her beforehand, guys, I told you so”, Connor said towards the other three, “she could’ve prepared herself mentally-“

“What the actual shit it going on? Are you all mad?”, Alice suddenly spoke up, voice rising slightly.

“Bella was worried about how you might take in the news about Brad and Maggie, since you two have been chatting and stuff”, Tristan tried to explain. Suddenly it clicked.

“So you decided to stage an intervention in the canteen?”, Alice grinned slightly. Still, the worried looks remained on the other’s faces. The blonde girl could only sigh and roll her eyes so hard she swore she was shortly able to see the back of her head.

“Jesus Christ, you guys! Brad and I have shagged once! It was nice, sure, but there were absolutely no feelings involved!”, the blonde girl said, rising from her seat, “he can do whatever and whoever he wants, and so can I! So don’t worry, for God’s sake!” She grasped her beer and turned around towards the exit. “Where are you going, babe?”, Bella shouted after her.

“Out. I’ll be back soon”.

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As soon as Alice left the canteen area, however, she realised one major flaw in her plan to escape this horrendous conversation: she had no bloody clue where to go. The girl remembered that they had come from the left before, so she naturally went right in search for a quiet place to slow her racing mind.

After encountering a few locked doors, she was finally able to push one open and walk through it. It was a heavy metal door, which surprisingly led into a small atrium that clearly served as a storage room of some sorts. The sunlight illuminated the small space in a gloomy light through the huge glass ceiling and Alice could feel her skin become warmer immediately.

She stepped fully inside the room, closing the door behind her, enjoying the calm for a second, letting out the biggest sigh. She loved her bestie, but sometimes her protectiveness could be a bit overwhelming. Her and Brad were only friends, if even that. So nothing to worry about-

“Everything okay?”, Brad spoke up from the corner he had been watching the blonde girl for the last few minutes. Said girl, however, screeched in surprise and jumped comically into the air, almost spilling her beer and tumbling into a tower of boxes behind her.

“Bloody fucking hell, Bradley! What the fuck?”, she said, grasping her heart in an attempt to calm her breathing. “Don’t scare me like that! Has nobody ever told you it’s rude to creep on people without them knowing?”

“Sorry doll, you seemed like you needed the time for yourself so I didn’t want to disturb you”, he shrugged, pushing himself off the wall he had been leaning on, walking towards the girl. Alice only nodded in appreciation, mumbling her agreement. Setting down her can on one of the boxes, the girl turned around to face Brad fully.

“So what are you doing in this shady part of town, then?”, Alice asked the singer with a half-smile as soon as he came to a halt in front of her.

“Hiding, maybe”, Brad only answered.

“From your girlfriend?”, Alice couldn’t help but comment. Sometimes she hated her inability to shut her mouth when necessary.

“Not my girlfriend”, was the single-phrased answer she got in return.

“She looks like she might disagree with that”, Alice mumbled absentmindedly, reaching up to gently grasp Bradley’s right peck in her palm again.

“I don’t care what she thinks”, he mumbled back in the same tone, “What the hell is it with you and my chest?” The singer engulfed Alice’ wrist in his palm and just held it while she squeezed the muscle with a look of awe in her eyes.

“Dunno, love a good peck, might be something I have to put on the list of ‘suppressed kinks’”, the blonde one shrugged, finally making eye-contact with the boy in front of her.

“There is a list?”

“You don’t want to know, believe me.”

Silence.

“You look gorgeous, by the way”, Brad told the girl, once again admiring her simple black spring dress, combined with a jean-jacket and black converse.

“Thanks, had to put baby-powder on my inner thighs to avoid reaming”, Alice answered, stepping back and hiking her dress up a bit, wiggling her thighs in order to show them rubbing together, “so you better not make me sweat today, Mr. Simpson”.

When the blond girl looked up again, she was met with a wide-eyed look from the singer, who was once again stunned by her bold actions. However, the surprise of the moment passed quickly and he was suddenly left with a strange heat in his stomach, making it almost impossible for him to focus on anything but the girl in front of him. Brad reached forward, grasping Alice’ wrist in his hand once again and pulling her into his arms. Ignoring her raised eyebrows, he leaned down and put his lips on hers.

[itwaslastnightwhenifellinlove]

Office Secret

Type: One shot about James Rating: Rated R for some sexual content Word Count: 3200+ Pairing: James + Britney Enjoy!

It was just another Monday morning, where she didn't want to get out of bed. She hit her snooze button way too many times that now it won't turn off. She signed and finally got out of bed, of course, she was going to be late. She made her way to the bathroom and took a quick shower. Getting dressed for the day, pulling her hair up in a messy bun. Making her way downstairs grabbing her bag and slipping on her shoes. Making her way out of the apartment and into her car. She drove to her favorite cafe but the drive-through line was insane. She parked her car and went inside, ordering her drink. Leaning against the counter as she checked her phone. Her order was up so she grabbed her coffee and started to head out the door. She was still looking down at her phone when she bumped into someone. 

"Sorry," he said. 

"Watch it," she said. 

"Says the person on the phone," he said. 

"What?" she said as she looked up at him. 

"You are the one not watching where you are going," he said. 

"It's never been a problem before," she said. 

"Guess today it is," he said as he walked away from her. 

"Jerk," She said as she left the cafe. 

 She made her way back to her car and pulled off. She finally pulled into her job and made her way inside. Checking in before making her way to her office. Sitting at her desk drinking her coffee as she checked emails. For some reason, she couldn't get him off her mind. 

"We have a meeting. Something about a new CO" Sarah said as she walked into Britney's office. 

"A new CO?" Britney asked. 

"Yea some new fancy guy or whatever," Sarah said. 

"I'll be there shortly," Britney said as she finished her coffee. 

She threw her coffee into the trashcan and made her way to the meeting room. She saw him sitting at the head of the table. She rolled her eyes and took a seat as the meeting started. He was going to be the new CO, basically Britney's new boss. As the meeting came to an end, she was asked to show him around. 

"Look who it is," he smirked as he leaned against the table.

"What is your name?" Britney asked. 

"Mr. Jerk to you" He smiled. "It's James," he said.

"James this way," she said. 

"What is your name?" he questioned as he followed her. 

"I'm Britney," she said. 

She finished showing him around the office and then she went back to her desk. She started working on the things she needed to get done. Of course, he would hover over her because he had nothing better to do. She worked through lunch so she could leave early. After her last client, she turned off her lights and shut down the computer. Closing the door behind her as she started to leave the office. 

"Leaving already?" James asked. 

"Yes, I'm done with my task list for today," She said. 

"Have dinner with me," he said. 

"Why?" She looked at him. 

"Think we got off to a rough start," He said. 

"Yes we did but we don't have to do dinner. We can just be coworkers" she said. 

"Please, just let me take you out to dinner," he said. 

"Tonight?" she questioned. 

"Yes right now, I'll grab my jacket," he said. 

"Alright" she nodded softly. 

He came back with his jacket and held the door open for her. She walked out of the office and he led her to his car. She wanted to drive herself to wherever they were going. She followed him downtown to the restaurant that he wanted to go to. Once she parked the car he came over and opened the door for her. Putting his hand out to help her out, she grabbed it and got out of the car. He got them a booth for two. She sat across from him and looked through the menu. She had never been here before so she didn't know what to get. 

"What is good here?" she asked. 

"The shrimp pasta is good, so is the chicken," he said. 

"They have lobster," she said.

"Get whatever you want," he said. 

"That's expensive plus I don't like lobster," she said. 

"Still get whatever you want," he nodded.

The waiter came over and he ordered them drinks and asked for a few more moments. Once the drinks arrived at the table they both ordered what they wanted. He picked up his glass and leaned it towards hers. She picked up hers and placed hers against his glass. 

"To new beginnings," he said. 

"To new beginnings," she said as she took a sip. 

"Do you like it?" He asked. 

"It's amazing, what is it?" she questioned. 

"It's Camymus," he said. 

"It's really good," she said. "Can I ask you a question?" she looked at him.

"Sure," he said. 

"Why did you want to become a CO?" she asked. 

"Guess the rich kid wanted to do something with his life," he said. 

"I didn't mean it in a bad way," she said. 

"I know you didn't, just the truth," he said.

"I think you will like working at the office," she said. 

"I already do," he smiled softly. 

The food finally arrived at the table. They started to eat and talk, the drinks were flowing and they both were having a good time. Once the bill came he paid for it quickly so she did not see how much it was. He walked over to her side and put his hand out once again. She grabbed it and stood up from the table, she stumbled slightly. He placed his arm around her waist and called his driver to come to pick them up. He was slightly drunk as well and he didn't want to risk hurting her. 

"Thanks for tonight," she said. 

"Nope you are not driving," He said as he took her keys out of her hand. 

"I'm fine," she said. 

"Then stand up straight," he said as he let her go. 

"Fine," she said. She tried to stay standing up straight but she stumbled again and started to laugh. 

"I got you," he said as he wrapped his arm around her waist. 

"Thank you," she said. 

His driver pulled up and he helped her into the car. He got in with her and told the driver to take them to his place. She laid against him as they drove. She started to drift off before they got to his place. He got out of the car and gently woke her up. She got out of the car and he picked her up, taking her inside. Sitting here on the couch as he made his way into the kitchen. He grabbed her a cup of water and a few aspirins. 

"Here," he said as he handed her the cup. 

"What is that?" she questioned. 

"Water and aspirin," he said. 

"I can't take those, but thanks for the water," she said as she grabbed the cup. 

"No problem," he spoke softly. 

"So this is your house?" she asked as she stood up. 

"Yea it is" he nodded. 

"Pretty," she said as she started to walk around. 

He got up from the couch and followed her. Showing her around the house, making their way upstairs. She stood at the doorway of his room, he came behind her. Placing his hand against the lower part of her back. She turned to face him, he placed his hand against her hip. She rested her hand against his chest as she looked at him. He leaned against the doorframe pulling her close to him. Place his hand against her chin, tilting it up slightly as he leaned down. Kissing her softly, she grabbed his shirt and kept him close as she kept the kiss between them. He placed his hand against her neck as he slowly pulled away. 

"Let's lay down," he said. 

"Ok," She nodded. 

She slipped her shoes off before laying down on his bed. He laid beside her, she moved closer and snuggled to him. He played with her hair as she laid her head down on his chest. They both drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. He woke up around 4 am when he heard her in the bathroom. She was throwing up, he grabbed one of his shirts and made his way into the bathroom. He got a cool washcloth and placed it on the back of her neck. Moving her hair from her face as she threw up in the toilet. He grabbed a towel when she finished so she could wipe her mouth. She leaned against the wall as he stayed with her. 

"Let's get you changed," he said as he handed her his shirt. 

"Thanks," She said as she took off her shirt and put his on. She also took her pants off because they had puke on them too. 

He picked her up and laid her back in the bed. He went downstairs with her clothes and put them in the washer so they would be ready in the morning. He got a bottle of water and crackers, making his way back upstairs. She was already fast asleep in the bed hugging his pillow. He smiled as he leaned against the doorframe, just watching her silently. 

"Who is that?" his maid asked. 

"Britney," he whispered. 

"The girl you've been stalking?" she asked. 

"No, just the girl I've been dreaming of," he said. 

"The girl from yesterday morning," his maid said. 

"Yea the girl from the cafe," he said. 

"Well hope she's everything you were dreaming of," she said as she walked off. 

He made his way into the bedroom, placing the cup of water and crackers on her side. He got into bed with her and laid with her until he fell asleep. In the morning she woke up confused because she was alone in a strange room. She sat up and realized she didn't have her clothes on. Just panties and his tee-shirt, some of the pieces started to come together. 

"Wait I? With the boss? Oh god" she said to herself. 

"No we didn't and good morning," he said as he came in with breakfast. 

"What happened last night?" she questioned. 

"We had dinner, you got drunk so I brought you back to my place," he said. 

"Did we?" she looked at him. 

"No, your clothes are in the bathroom freshly washed," he said. 

"What happened?" she said. 

"You got sick last night so I helped you change and then you crashed," he said. 

"Thank you," she said. 

"Eat then shower. Then I'll take you to get your car" he said as he kissed her forehead. 

"Ok thanks" she nodded as she started to eat, he left the room. 

She finished breakfast and made her way to the bathroom. She turned the water on and closed the door as she got undressed. She saw a basket of shower things, everything that she loved. She got into the shower and just stood under the water. She quickly washed her hair and washed off. She got out of the shower, dried herself off with a towel. She got dressed and grabbed her shoes as she made her way downstairs. 

"Ready?" he asked. 

"Yea I am" she nodded. 

"Let's go," he said as he stood up. 

He led her to his car and helped her into the back. His driver took them back to the restaurant so they both could get their cars. They parted ways as she drove off towards her apartment. She guessed that he went straight to the office but she needed to change. She made her way into her apartment and went to change. She left her apartment and went to get coffee before she went to the office. As she drove her memory of the night started to come back, she remembered the kiss. The throwing up and him taking care of her, she didn't know what to do. She took a deep breath as she entered the building, she quickly made her way to her office. She went straight to work trying to get him off her mind. She didn't realize what time it was until James knocked on her door. 

"Lunch?" he asked. 

"Oh I'm working through lunch," she said. 

"Come on" he reached for her hand. 

"I always work through lunch," she said. 

"Just come on," he said. 

"Ok" she nodded as she stood up. 

She took his hand as he led her to the courtyard. He had their lunch on the table just waiting for them. She smiled as she followed him. He pulled out her chair and she nodded and took a seat. He sat down next to her and served lunch to her. They started to eat and got so lost in conversation that they didn't realize what time it was. His phone started to go off but he turned it over and ignored it. 

"So can we talk about last night?" she asked. 

"Nothing happened, nor will I ever put you in a position like that," he said. 

"I know that, I'm starting to remember" she looked at him. "Sorry for throwing up in your house," she said. 

"It's ok, it happens," he said as he brushed the hair from her face. 

"I want to talk about the kiss," she said. 

"What about it?" he asked as he brushed his thumb against her lips. 

"I don't want people talking nor knowing," she said.

"Our little secret," he said. 

"I just don't want people to think I'm only working here because I'm with the boss," she said. 

"That's fine, whatever you are comfortable with," he said. 

"I want to take things slow, '' she said. 

"Ok at your pace" he smiled softly. 

"Thank you for taking care of me," she said. 

"No problem," he said as he kissed her cheek. 

"Sir your 4 o'clock is here," his assistant said as she walked out to the courtyard.

"Is it 4?" he chuckled as he nodded to his helpers.

"I should get going," Britney said as she left the courtyard. 

She made her way back to her office and continued with her day. She didn't finish work until late but she finally finished. She closed her office, he grabbed her arm before she could leave. Leading her back to his office, closing the door behind them. He sat in his chair and pulled her onto his lap. She smiled and rested her hand against his chest, playing with his tie. He cupped her cheeks and kissed her softly. She kept the kiss between them as she moved closer to him. He slipped his hands up her legs, under her skirt. She squirmed at his touch at first but she didn't want him to stop. Moving her panties to the side as he slipped his thumb against her clit. Rubbing it softly as she moaned against his lips. She jumped when she heard someone knock on his door, she got off of him and sat in the chair. He got up and left his office with whoever was at the door. She sat in his chair and looked through his computer. She saw a folder with her name on it so she clicked it. She saw videos of her just doing normal things, many pictures of her in her apartment. Her heart started to race as she continued to look through the file. She heard him coming back so she quickly closed it. 

"Want to head back to my place?" he asked.

"It's pretty late, I should head home," she said as she walked past him. 

"What just happened?" He asked as he grabbed her hand. 

"Nothing, just pretty tired," she said as she pulled back. 

"You sure?" he asked.

"Yea, see you tomorrow," she said as she left the building. 

"Britney" he yelled as she got into her car. 

She pulled off from the parking lot and pulled into an abandoned lot. She sat in her car and started crying, she was scared for her life. Was he stalking her? She overheard him talking last night to his maid but that couldn't be true. Why did he have pictures of her and videos? She realized that their encounter at the cafe wasn't a mistake, it was planned, him buying the company was to get close to her. She took a deep breath in before trying to start her car but it wouldn't turn over. She saw a car coming into the abandoned lot and she just knew it was him. He came up to the car and knocked on her window. She took another deep breath in and got out of her car. 

"Are you ok?" he said as he placed his hand on her cheek. 

"Yea I'm fine," She said as she moved from his touch. 

"Come on, I'll take you home," he said. 

"I'm fine, " she said. 

"In some abandoned lot?" he questioned. 

"Why do you have videos of me?" she looked at him. 

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"On your computer?" she said. 

"You went through my computer?" he asked.

"Yea I did," she said. 

"I had my people look into everyone at the company before buying it," he said. 

"Oh," she said. 

"Yes, because I didn't want people who I don't trust working for me," he said. 

"I'm the only one on the computer though," she said. 

"Haven't gotten around to deleting the files" he said. 

"Ok," she nodded.

"Please let me take you home?" he said. 

"I want to go home alone," she said. 

"Fine," he said. 

She got into his car and he took her straight to her apartment. She went inside alone and he pulled off. She made sure all her curtains were down so there was no way someone could look in. She went upstairs and laid down trying to relax. Was he telling the truth or was he just stalking her? She started to like him but now she was paranoid because she didn't know what to expect from him. All those criminal shows started to make her mind racing a million miles an hour. She finally fell asleep in her bed. She wanted to take things really slow with him, meaning staying away from him that weekend. She would go to work early and try to avoid him as much as possible. 

"I heard about what you did," he said as he leaned against her doorframe. 

"And what was that?" she asked. 

"Come on, you know," he said. 

"Well it's no secret, everyone knows," She said. 

"Can we just talk?" he asked. 

"Sure," she agreed. 

They left the office building and she went with him to his apartment. She made sure everyone that knew her knew where she was just in case things went wrong. All they did that night was talk and he cleared his name and proved that he was telling the truth. Of course, she would keep her guard up but maybe she could be with him. They laid under the stars and just watched the night sky. He moved closer to her and kissed her cheek softly, she turned so he kissed her. She smiled against his lips and kissed him softly. Maybe this time was different than with her last boss. She snuggled close to him resting her head against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her as they continued to watch the night sky. Was this her happy ending or would it end in tragedy?

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𝓙𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓢𝓮𝔁 (Part 2)

Part 2 -----> Part 1 here

Warnings: Angst, fluff, Bad words, suggestive themes.

Word counter: 2k +

2 Months later

First it was a month. A full, stupid month when Bradley never tried to communicate with me. Not a call, not a single message, nothing.

That only enlightened me about what I was to him. He was an object of consolation that he turned to whenever he felt like it and nothing else. I felt used and disgusted with myself for having accepted that in the first place.

Because of course, the fault was not only his. I was stupid too and accepted that game knowing that I would get hurt.

Second month and I decided that I had had enough of wondering and waiting for a call that is clearly not going to come. Logan had been helping me with that.

Logan is a guy I met the same day Brad and I last saw each other. I went to a bar, you know, to drown my sorrows in alcohol when I met him. As he was the bartender, he served me a drink and spoke to me every time he had available since he was going from one place to another serving drinks to people equal to or worse in injuries than me and they were looking for an escape, perhaps a refuge. 

Since then we have been friends. He knows my situation perfectly and he knows that I was not ready to go on a date so he accepted my friendship. At least until now. We were meeting for a date, our first date, in a nice Italian restaurant tonight and I was getting ready.

"So ... are you and Logan dating?" Kirstie, who was doing my hair, asked me.

"I wouldn't even say we're dating because this is our first date but ... I really like him" I answered looking in the mirror.

"Do you like it as a friend or as something else?" She asked and I didn't answer.

I didn't know what to say to her. Since I met Logan I had never seen him as anything more than a friend, but he is quite attractive and you can see that he is really interested in me.

With Logan I wouldn't be taking the risk to hear an "I'm never going to fall in love with you" Words that still hurt me everytime i think of them.

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"You look wonderful tonight. Thank you for accepting the appointment, I know how difficult it is for you" Logan says while looking at the menu.

"Thank you, you too. And it's okay, it's time to have new experiences" I smile softly.

"Glad to hear that" He takes my hand over the table.

"I don't know too much about Italian food but you know me so, Would you mind ordering something for me while I go to the bathroom?"  I ask.

"Yeah, of course. No worries" 

He sat down and raised his hand to call a waiter and order food as he walked to the ladies' room. I needed to take a breath to tell myself several times in front of the mirror that this is fine and that I must continue with my life.

"Who is he?" A masculine voice says behind me and I turn my heels to see what it is.

No, no, no. Not again, please.

"Bradley?" I frown "What the fuck are you…" He cuts me.

"Who the hell is he?" He repeats with his jaw clenched.

"I don't know what you are talking about" I blink several times to wake up in case it's a dream.

"The guy who is with you in this fucking restaurant. Who is he, y/n?" He clenches his fists and his knuckles turn white.

"That's none of your business" I say roughly and cross my arms over my chest. "Now excuse me, i have somewhere else to be" i start walking to the door but he takes my arm and stops me.

" 'Somewhere else'? You mean with that dick head?"

"Stop it!" I take my arm away from him "What's going on with you? It's my life, not yours. We are not even friends. What do you want for me!?" I exclaim, exhausted.

"You blocked me from contacting you! I just want to talk to you" He tries to take my hand.

"Why? Let me guess" I pass my tongue across my teeth "You miss sex?" 

"Well, yes" He nods.

"Fuck you!" I walk to the door and once again he stops me.

"I didn't want to say it like that. I mean, I miss you, y/n. Fuck i miss you so bad"

"Too bad" I avoid his eye contact.

"It 's the truth. But I can't talk to you because you blocked me from contacting you!"

"I wonder why I did that… Oh I know! Because you're an asshole. You treated me like bullshit and never call or message to apologise" I sigh "But i don't fucking care now, Bradley. Live your life that I'm living mine. And that guy is Logan and he is my DATE" I remark the word "You know the meaning of the word 'Date' or you want me to explain it to you?" I was mad. I was really mad.

"Can we talk about us, please?" He begs.

"There's no 'Us' and will never be. You made sure of that" I get out of the Bathroom and walk back to my table. "Sorry for the delay, the bathroom was occupied" I excuse looking at Logan.

"No worries. I ordered a pizza Margarita for both" He smiles. "Is that good for you?"

"Yes" I smile softly and see Brad walking out of the bathroom with his look on the floor. I follow him with my eyes until I see him take a seat on a table with Tris.

"Hey, Y/n? Are you okay?" Logan takes my hand over the table and caresses my knuckles. 

I can see Brad's eyes staring at my hand and burning in anger. Maybe he is jealous…

No, I don't care, I don't care anymore. I need to repeat that to myself. But not tonight, if he thinks that he can enter and leave my life every time he feels like it, he is very wrong.

"Yes, i'm okay" I give him a beautiful smile. "I was thinking about that pizza" i bit my lip and caress his knuckles too "it sounds really delicious" 

"Let me tell you that it is" he bites his lip too with a smile. 

The rest of the dinner I was really happy with everything. Seeing Brad's jaw clenched at every laugh and giggle I made to laugh about one of Logan's jokes just made me feel better with myself. And at some point I stopped caring about his staring and enjoyed the dinner and the company.

"This was so nice, Y/n" Logan and I got out of the car in front of my house's door.

"Yeah, i really enjoyed it" I smile and look deeply into his eyes.

"Me too" He makes one step forward. "Uhm, Y/n?" 

"Yes?" 

"Can I kiss you?" He scratches the back of his neck nervously.

"Yeah… i don't see why not" i giggle.

He does not think twice and approaches me. his hand caresses my cheek while his lips press mine and, although I reciprocate his kiss, it does not feel well. It's not the lips that I should and wish I was kissing.

"Good night, Logan" I say once we break the kiss.

"Good night, Darling ''He starts walking to his car and once i enter my house i can hear the sound of the engine disappear. 

I start walking upstairs to go to my room but some knocks on the door stop me. I go down again and open the door with a smile.

"Did you forget some…" I stop talking when I see it's not Logan.

"That idiot kissed you!" Brad enters my house without my permission.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing!?" I yell while he closes the door.

"We need to talk" His tone was dark and serious.

"Talk!? Do you think this is talking!? You followed me and then entered my house without even asking!" I run my hands through my hair desperately.

"You blocked me and don't want to hear me! I had to!" He shouts back.

"Because I don't want to hear you saying those horrible things again!" My eyes fill up with tears just remembering what happened two months ago. "I can't go back to that stupid game where only i get hurt"

"Please, just listen to me" His eyes fill up with tears too.

"Why? What are you gonna say that you didn't tell me before?" I look at him.

He just stays silent with his eyes on the floor. Not even at this moment can he look into my eyes.

"I knew it," I laughed sarcastically, "just go away and fuck another girl that acepts that game of your of 'just sex'" I walk to the door to open ot for him but he stops me taking my arm.

"There's something i haven't told you" he admits

"And what is that, Brad?" I sigh. I was so tired of this.

"I do love you" He sighs looking deeply into my eyes.

My jaw almost dropped when he said that.

"Don't pretend you love me just to get back to fuck" i say roughly.

"No, I swear it's not like that, y/n" He takes my hands. "I've been thinking about this since you ran out of brits but i was so scared. 

"Scared of what?" I tear run down on my cheek.

"Scared of your honesty, scared of feeling the same as you because I do" he sobs and scratches his jaw. "I was so scared of falling in love again and end up with the heartbroken that i broke yours" 

I shake my hand "I don't understand" 

"Seeing you with that guy today was the last thing I needed to realize that I was a complete idiot. I messed up everything with you because I was just trying to hide my feelings" 

"What do you want now? That I run to your arms and tell you everything's gonna be alright?" I shake my head. "It's not that easy"

"I know It 's not. But I love you and I know it's you. It has always been you" he makes one step to get closer to me. "Please just let me show you i'm being honest right now" 

"I don't want to be heartbroken again" I look at the floor with my vision blurb.

"I won't break your heart again" he wipes the tears on my cheeks and makes me look at him "I needed to lose you to find what i had. I won't let that happen again. But it's okay if you don't love me anymore" He murmurs.

"I hate that i still loving you after that" i get closer to him "but i've been in your place before and i trust you" 

"I don't deserve you" he caresses my cheek.

"In this moment… no" I shake my head. "But I know you will deserve me like I deserve you.

"I'll be the best man in the world for you, I assure you that" He brushes his lips with mine.

"I trust you" I nod and kiss his lips but only for a few seconds.

"What happened?" He frowns in confusion.

I slap his face with a little bit of force

"Ouch!" He rubs his cheek and looks at me with wide eyes but then nods. "I deserved it"

"Yes sir" I nod and put my arms around his neck to kiss him again.

His tongue enters my mouth and I moan between the kisses. This is the right kiss, this is the right place.

"I love you" He murmurs.

"I love you too," I answered.

I have a feeling that this time is real. This time won't end up bad. This is a good try.

Life it's about taking risks, isn't it? 

[kwebtv]

TV Guide -  July 15 - 21, 1961

George Cadogan Gardner McKay (June 10, 1932 – November 21, 2001)  Actor, artist, and author. He is best known for the lead role in the TV series Adventures in Paradise, based loosely on the writings of James Michener. His character, Adam Troy, is a Korean War veteran who purchased the two-masted 82-foot (25 m) schooner Tiki III, and sailed the South Pacific. The show ran for three seasons on ABC from 1959-1962, for a total of 91 episodes.

He  had television guest roles on Death Valley Days, The Silent Service, and Jefferson Drum. Boots and Saddles. In 1957–1958, McKay  played United States Army Lieutenant Dan Kelly in the 38-episode syndicated western series Boots and Saddles, with co-stars Jack Pickard and Patrick McVey.  (Wikipedia)

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