#Jeez this is so long I’m sorry I just get really passionate about these things!

[courtneydeservesbetter]

I'm sorry that you're not being taken seriously on that conversation about Total Drama and race representation. I hope that it'll make you feel a bit better to know that I thought you made really valid points and that you've helped me to consider how I portray characters when I'm writing, be that original stuff or fanfiction. As a white guy is there any more that I can be doing, or even stuff I should definitely not do, when writing about race? Courtney and Alejandro are two of my favourite characters and although I don't pretend Courtney is white or make being Spanish Alejandro's entire personality like other writers I've seen I don't want to assume I'm doing everything perfectly. Sorry if this sounds rambly and stupid.

Honestly that’s very kind of you. I don’t want to speak for all poc ever, that’s not my intention or anything when I made that post, but I think that with everything going on in the world it’s important for us to consider what’s appropriate and be responsible you know. (I’m kinda going to go into a very long winded thing now since I’ve been talking a LOT about representation in my personal life recently so I apologize if this is more than you expected since some of this is generic advice!)

Everyone makes mistakes when writing because we can’t please every single person. I’ll never know what it’s like to be asian person for example and a lot of poc won’t know what it’s like to experience what I personally go through as a brown Latina- and that’s fine. I don’t expect everyone to know every little thing about my cultural heritage if they didn’t grow up with that! Poc aren’t a monolith! I guess the most I ask for of any writer is to 1. acknowledge your poc character’s race/ethnicity and 2. how that would affect them going through the world and their choices, that you are writing for them and 3. At least have a basic understanding of what race you’re portraying because even the little things can make a big difference. This doesn’t mean that we have to hammer in stereotypes to everything poc do, or that we have to pepper in that they aren’t white every single time that they are on screen or in a chapter, but that we should acknowledge that this does in fact change how we’re perceived by the audience. (Like the angry black woman trope, the model minority trope, the sexualized latino trope, suspicious asian trope, ext)

In other words if you’re going to write a poc (in fanfic or original work) where race isn’t a central plot point, that’s great. I personally don’t like when the only storylines poc get are about racial violence cuz that’s depressing, and we deserve to have fun stories and exist as such. That being said, we can’t just write them as if we live in a colorblind world if our story isnt set in a fantasy world- because that doesn’t exist. Even within total drama, race is obviously a thing considering they actually had heather call Leshawna a ghetto girl in the first challenge which certainly didn’t age well.

If we don’t acknowledge that our characters are anything but white, most audiences won’t perceive them as poc because the world sadly treats white as the default with the exception of super hamfisted racial tropes (I once had a writing assignment in a scripting class where I didn’t write character descriptions as part of the assignment and even though I wrote down a Caribbean location and had Caribbean folklore elements, a lot of the white students automatically interpreted my characters as white Spaniards simply because they had Hispanic last names and drew them as such when we had to give our scripts to the art department so that’s how I realized that the least we can do is acknowledge it even if it doesn’t affect the story). We can textually acknowledge that the character is a poc and not make it that big a deal! Because personally, I wouldn’t want someone writing about exactly just how Puerto Rican I am in every single paragraph if the writer didn’t even bother to learn about my own culture, but I would hate for people to just ignore that I am in fact a poc because it does matter to me. When people see me, they can see I’m brown skinned. They treat me as such and because one could say I look ‘racially ambiguous’ since I have indigenous, black, and Spanish ancestry- a lot of white people (and some poc too let’s face it) treat me with racial stereotypes. I’d had people play ‘guess the ethnicity’ with me all my life and have had to deal with racial stereotypes, a lot of which don’t even apply to me! So like with total drama, it can be really obvious to poc when the characters are just generically brown but no thought was put into how exactly they are represented!

A good example of being subtle about it is to look at miles morales in SPIDERVERSE for example- he’s Afro latino, Puerto Rican mother and black father specifically. They don’t constantly bring up black and PR stereotypes to prove that that’s what he is but it’s still there. It’s acknowledged, his mom speaks Spanish, there’s a PR flag in his room, he looks visibly black because even though he’s stylized he still has black features- but no one is constantly bringing it up. It’s canon and a big part of his character without being a racial stereotype. And more importantly, black and Latino kids can look at him and see someone like them that they love without negative stereotypes! At the very least I would like writers to know what culture their characters belong to instead of being vague because there’s plenty of different countries and cultures that belong to those groups! In total dramas case, it’s really not that deep, I don’t think that part is specifically important since it’s not plot specific, but knowing that most of the td writers don’t even know what Courtney is other than generic brown kinda hurts because poc aren’t interchangeable, even among the same ethnicity. It’s really not that hard to at least think ‘ok this character is x ethnicity’ even if it doesn’t make it into the plot because at least then we know you put thought into their character! Using myself as an example again- I’m Latina, but I’m also Puerto Rican and I’m also multiracial. My experiences as someone multiracial are different than Puerto Ricans who are white or white passing since I have to deal with issues like colorism. And a lot of my experiences might line up with other latinos but not everything. My culture is very different than Mexicans or Argentinians or Chilenos. We’re all Latin American and our experiences can overlap a lot (love my fellow latinos her btw) but we don’t have the same music, the same dances, the same art. If someone wrote a book about me and didn’t at least figure out what my culture was before writing about me, It might give the audience extremely confusing information lol. Saying I’m Puerto Rican in one paragraph but then saying I celebrated day of the dead in another would confuse the hell out of people because unless I have a Puerto Rican and a Mexican parent- I wouldn’t be celebrating that holiday. Same goes for asian people, not all asian people have the same languages, religions, traditions, ext. if you say that your character is native American, but don’t know anything about what their tribe is, you run the risk of sounding really ignorant. So if you someday make a character that is canonically brown skinned, at the very least you can tell your audience what they are because in the case of total drama, as a stylized animated show, we can’t just go off of what the actors ethnicity is. Even if it’s just a subtle thing, helping the audience know is helpful! Sorry that was so long omg, it’s just that I’m an art history and sequential scripting student and I’ve had so many conversations about this. If you have a character you want to write for, go for it! This isn’t me trying to dictate art, I just wish more people knew about these things!

Another thing that I briefly talked about in a different post being that even though I dearly love all of my white friends, they can sometimes forget how certain things would be different for me. If both me and my white friend were shown to be bossy, uptight, and maybe a little mean- that’s fine, maybe that’s a character trait. We’re both allowed to have negative traits (hell heather and Courtney are my favs) But if I’m the only one of the two of us facing violent consequences that’s an issue. If I’m the only one being humiliated, hurt, or belittled- that’s an issue.

[imaginecolby]

absence makes the heart grow fonder || c.b.

summary: when colby misses you too much to sleep, he comes over to spend the night with you.

things had recently been kind of rough between you and colby. you'd recently been working the overnight shifts at your job, and during the day while you were off, colby was busy with filming and editing videos for his youtube channel. you hardly had any time to spend with each other, and it made you both miss each other a lot.

you just started your job, and it was something that you'd been wanting to do for a long time, so of course colby couldn't be upset with you. and you couldn't be upset with him either, as creating videos was something that he was passionate about.

things just sucked at the moment. since you were going through this transition period and not really getting enough time to see each other. it made you both miss each other a lot.

one night, you'd just come home after an incredibly long shift that felt like it was never gonna end. it was already after six in the morning, and you were beyond ready go home and sleep.

"ugh, finally." you sighed as you turned you car off once you parked your car outside of your apartment building. you gathered your things and went inside. as you walked into your bedroom, something felt off. you put your things down and looked over to your bed, where you noticed an unusual shape of the lump you usually left your blankets in when you left for work.

you pulled the blankets off the bed and found colby to be sleeping under them, you waking him as you yanked the covers off of him.

"jeez, colby. you scared the shit out of me." you sighed, hitting him with one of your pillows.

"sorry. i should’ve told you i was coming over. it completely slipped my mind and i immediately fell asleep when i got here." he said, sitting up and wiping the sleep from his eyes.

"what are you doing here? is everything okay?" you asked, sitting down next to him, running your fingers through his hair.

"yeah, everything's fine. i couldn't sleep, so i came over to see you. but then i remembered that you had to work tonight, and i was too tired to drive back home, so i just came inside and went to sleep." he explained.

"baby, i gave you a key for emergencies." you laughed.

"this is an emergency! i missed you and i couldn't sleep because of it. don't you care about my personal health and well-being?" he asked, acting as if he was offended.

"oh, of course i do. i just wasn't expecting to find a strange man in my bed when i came home after a late night." you laughed.

"again, i'm so sorry for not letting you know that i was coming over."

"no worries. i missed you too so i'm glad i'm getting to see you." you said, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "hey, are you busy tomorrow? or, today, i guess." you asked.

"i finished my part of the editing for the next couple of videos. sam and i already have plans finalized for the next filming trip in a few weeks, so it sounds like i'm free."

"perfect. i'm off tonight, let's go out and do something. we can do dinner, maybe go to a movie. anything at all." you suggested.

"that sounds perfect. we'll decide on something later."

"yes, we can do that. but for now, i'm tired, so let's just get some sleep." you said, and colby agreed. you changed into some sleep clothes and got into bed with colby.

"mmm, i'll never get tired of this." colby said, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as he held you tight. "i love you."

"i love you too, honey." you said, nuzzling deeper into his chest. you felt comfort and warmth in his embrace, and you quickly fell asleep.

[trantrumsfromthevoid]

Twilight Advent ‘22

Day 14 (12.14.22) - “Tell us something Bella loves about Edward and something Edward loves about Bella (not mentioned in the saga).”

Y’all might hate me for this, but I don’t understand the appeal of E/B. It was one thing to read about their “epic” love story when I was barely into my twenties and had little to no “real world” experience. But thinking about them now, more than a decade (closer to twenty years now, jeez!) later, they’re just ... really boring. I remember, several years ago, there was a big debate over whether or not Edward was abusive/problematic. And yes, he (and Jacob) definitely does some shitty things; things I’d be really upset to hear my child/sibling/best friend/whomever (gender aside) tell me their partner is doing. But I also think E/B should not be together ... at least not as teenagers.

I think they both have a lot of growing up to do (and therapy sessions) before they should commit to spending all eternity together. Which, something can be said for falling in love with someone and working through your issues together; of not being perfect when you meet someone and letting someone else see your “true” self; flaws and all. And I get that. But I think E/B is less about this “all consuming, passionate love affair that’ll last throughout the ages” and more so about “I want what the other person has and they’re so mysterious and amazing because they have what I don’t” if that makes sense.

Anyway, thanks for coming to my TedTalk! Moving on to the actual question.

After fifty to a hundred years together, and all the “major” drama with these two dies down, I fully believe the “appeal” of Edward will wear off for Bella. Don’t get me wrong: I don’t think Bella will ever not love Edward or she’ll leave him. I just think one day’s she’s gonna wake up and realize she’s been doing the same thing, day after day, for the last three hundred years. That, and she has no life (or hobbies) outside of Edward, Renesmee, and/or Jacob. I think at some point she’s gonna realize she’s turned into Renee. Or, at least, What Renee Could’ve Been had she and Charlie stayed together. And that’s gonna cause her to - at least quietly - freak out.

But now that I’ve gotten that outta my system, I really don’t know what Bella loves about Edward besides A.) his beauty, B.) his vampirism, C.) his wealth, and D.) his “perfect family dynamic.” And now that she has all that ... what’s the point? (Y’all I’m continuing to gripe, I’m sorry.) I think ten or twenty years after the events of BD, they’ll have developed some really mundane routines. Like, they enjoy really long walks through Mount Rainier National Park. Wherein they kill a bunch of deer together. Ugh, I honestly don’t know! I think Edward will be a really good advocate as far as encouraging Bella to explore her intellectual interests (going to school, etc) and I think Bella really appreciates/loves the fact she has her own personal “cheerleader” in Edward. (Phew, I did one!)

I think Edward probably, without even realizing it, has someone who’ll always idolize him and the whole “Edward can’t do anything wrong and I’ll love him forever ... and ever and ever and ever ...” I mean I don’t think it’s in a malicious way or anything like that, but ... I mean, I’d like to have someone who thinks I’m perfect. Or, at least, from time-to-time. Basically I think Bella is good for Edward’s self-esteem and will always support him and in Bella he’ll always have an advocate. And I think he loves that.

TL;DR: This post was horrible. I honestly couldn’t think of anything; genuinely because I think E/B are pretty boring. SM had so much potential with a lot of these characters (not just E/B) and mucked them up ... in my very humble opinion, lol. I’m looking forward to reading what others have to say about these two.

[hotch-stufff]

Hey ❤️ Can you write something with number 10. Undercover/fake relationship, with Gibbs? Maybe add a bit of angst?

Undercover

gif by lucifersagents

Pairing: Gibbs x reader

Warnings!: Angst, undercover work, mentions of death and usual NCIS things, more angst, but fluffy ending

Promt: #10 undercover/fake relationship

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"We got a body." Gibbs announced to the team. You groaned. You had just wrapped up a case and almost instantly were diving into the next one.

"Don't murderers ever take a vacation?" You whined to Dinozzo.

"No, but we are. 3 marines found dead with their wives, in Miami, Florida. All were on vacation for their honeymoon." McGee informs the group. Everyone spent a few minute studying the victims.

"You know y/n you kind of look like the wives. And, and Gibbs you kinds resemble the husbands. In ya' know the stone cold marine type way." That earned a hard slap to the back of the head. "I'm just sayin'. We might have an opportunity here."

"You mean undercover?" You asked curiously, glancing at Gibbs. His face remained unwavering.

"Yeah, I mean, you two pretend to be married and we lure the guy to you two instead of some other couple." Dinozzo continued. You had to admit he had a point.

"I agree with Dinozzo, boss. This might just work well enough to distract him from killing another couple." Gibbs nodded slowly, still staring at the file.

"Ok, pack a bag everyone. Me and y/n will be going undercover, the rest of you will be running point from inside with the Miami PD." Gibbs grunts out before heading to the elevator. McGee shot you a look and you just shrugged.

* * *

10 hours later and you were settling into a lush honeymoon sweet in some way overpriced fancy hotel.

"So, Gibbs, how do you want to go about doing this? We need a back story, and I cant keep calling you Gibbs, because well that just doesn't make sense." You were babbling. But you always did when you were nervous. And you were only nervous because you may or may not have developed some feelings for the man standing before you.

"I guess your right." He sat on the edge of the bed. "We met at a small coffee shop, I was on my way to work, you were..." he was struggling to come up with something.

"Most of the wives were also marines, they just served for a much smaller amount of time than their husbands, they all worked on the same bases as their husbands. So I was also on my way to work, coincidently at the same place." He nodded going along with it.

"That works." He paused. "We need names."

"You could probably stick with Jethro Gibbs, and I would be Y/n Gibbs." He raised an eyebrow at you. "What? It would probably be easier just in case we slip up with a name." He couldn't argue there.

"Alright we should probably get some rest. Long day tomorrow." You agreed quickly with him, and you both made your way towards the bed. The bed. The only bed.

"I can sleep on the couch." He offered.

"Really Gibbs? No, we can share. Its a huge bed." And so you shared. He nodded, and swallowed audibly. You both got under the covers on your respective sides. And you heard Gibbs breathing even out signaling that he was asleep. You turned over and saw how serene his faced looked. You fell asleep soon after.

* * *

You awoke the next morning with a foriegn weight on your chest. Opening your eyes slowly you looked down only to find a head of salt and pepper hair. Gibbs. Gibbs was wrapped around ypu like-like a koala. His arms wrapped tightly around your middle, his legs tangled with yours while his head rested on your chest, your hands in his hair. You needed to get out of this bed. You ever so gently removed yourself from his arms, and he whined. He actually whined before falling back asleep.

You made a point not to bring this morning up once he woke up.

* * *

The case had seemed to be going relatively well. That is until you were almost caught following a suspect. The guy was walking back around a corner in an alley, probably because he had dropped his keys. If you didn't do something fast, then you would both be caught and ultimately busted.

All of a sudden Gibbs grabbed you and pressed you into a wall. He reached his hand down around your thigh hoisting it up along his side. And then his lips were on yours. He kissed you like a starved man, your mouths slanted together. He pressed into you more, and with one of his hands on your face and the other on your thigh, you let out a soft moan. Grabbing him by the collar you pulled him in harder and kissed him with even more passion than you thought possible.

The spell was unfortunately broken when the guy grabbed Gibbs by the shoulder yanking him back. He had a gun pointed directly at him.

Although unfortunately for him the rest of the team along with many officers were waiting for him to make his move and he was arrested within seconds.

And you and Gibbs couldn't look each other in the eyes.

* * *

The case cleared up pretty quickly after that, and you and Gibbs headed back to your room to collect your stuff. Once in the room the silence was deafening.

"Listen y/n, I'm sorry about the kiss. I just needed him to be distracted long enough to notice us." He daid a grim look on his face.

"I uh, it's fine." Yous stumbled out.

"You okay y/n?" He asked hesitantly stepping closer to you.

"I just, that seemed a lot more than just an undercover kiss." You paused waiting for a reaction. "It just seemed too real." You added quietly. His face quickly changed to one of almost anger.

"Well, it wasn't real." He snapped.

"Jeez Gibbs, you don't need to get defensive. I was just saying-" he cut you off.

"Listen y/n, that kiss was nothing. The only reason I would ever kiss you is if it pertained to a case!" You felt your eyes tear up as the realization crossed his face at what he just said.

"Wow, um. O-okay. I'm all packed, so I'm just gonna go." The tears were steadily falling down your face now.

"Wait y/n, that's not what I meant." He said, his voice softer now.

"No really sir, its fine. We should probably just remain professional from now on so that no feelings get mixed in with work." You walked to the door. "Goodbye Agent Gibbs." And you slammed the door behind you. Leaving Gibbs in that room by himself wondering what the hell he had just done.

* * *

You had closed yourself off completely from Gibbs in the upcoming weeks. He hated it of course, but he thought it best. He was sure he was falling in love with you, but he couldn't get close. He would only end up hurting you.

You had confided in Ducky one day after work. He had asked you why you had been avoiding Gibbs so much and you told him. He wanted to smack Gibbs. He would settle for giving him a piece of his mind.

So after work he called Gibbs downstairs to his office and shut the door behind him.

"You're an idiot." He scoffed.

"Excuse me?" Gibbs was taken aback by his friends bold words.

"She loves you too. And you're just pushing her away. Listen, not every woman you are with is going to get hurt, and you need y/n. I haven't seen you that happy since, well in a long time." Gibbs sat quietly taking in the words of his colleague.

"I-I didn't know what to do Duck. She was too close and I just... I panicked." He said quietly. Ashamed at the way he had spoken to you.

"Heres what you are going to do..."

* * *

You were sitting at you desk when you received a text from Palmer that you were needed in autopsy, you headed to the elevator and hopped in pressing the floor number. As you reached the floor, the doors slid open, revealing Gibbs, with a bouquet of flowers?

He stepped into the elevator, remaining quiet until it started moving. He pulled the emergency button and the elevator came to a halt. He turned slowly to face you.

"Y/n, you know I'm not good with words, and you know how much I hate apologizing. But I'm sorry for what I said and how I acted." He handed you the flowers. You took them giving him a skeptical look.

"Thank you?" You were very confused at where this was going.

"I think I'm in love with you, and that scares the hell out of me." He paused. "When I kissed you it was the best kiss I had ever had and I just didn't want to let you get close. I was scared." You knew it took a lot for him to say all of that to you, so you leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

"Thank you." You smiled at him. "I love you too you idiot." He chuckled at your words.

"I guess I am pretty stupid." You nodded.

"Yeah, but I know how you can make it up to me." You said a mischievous glint in your eyes. And boy did he make it up to you.

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[midgardianweasley]

Keep you safe

Keep you safe

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Avenger!reader

Summary: When the civil war breaks out among the team, what happens when you find yourself and your girlfriend on opposite sides of the fight?

Warnings: Extremely minor cursing, angst, injury, ends in fluff

Word Count: 1.8k words

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Requests are open!

“Vision, you can’t keep her prisoner here” I announced to what seemed like a brick wall. The S.H.I.E.L.D. meeting was only this morning and already it felt like the team was beginning to drift. Tony and Steve were fighting, not being able to agree on where they stand regarding the Sokovia Accords and whether we should sign our rights away. Wanda, not being a US citizen and having been a big part of the incident in Sokovia, has been put under Vision’s watch for protection. But from what i’ve seen, I think Wanda can protect herself just fine.

“It’s not imprisonment, Y/N, this is for her safety.”

“Safety? She’s fully capable of walking to the shops on her own.”

“I think some members of the team would disagree, Nata-”

“Don’t, Vision. Please.” I sighed, rubbing my forehead, the stress going straight to my temples upon remembering the events from this morning with my girlfriend.

Nat and I had just walked out of the meeting room, thoughts flooding both of our heads. We were exhausted, the emergency meeting not giving us enough time to wake up with a coffee before having to be fully functional. My head was resting on her shoulder, her head on top of mine as we stood in an abandoned corridor, revelling in the peace and quiet. It was a few minutes before one of us decided to speak up.

“You okay, голубка?” She whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of my head before returning to her previous position.

“Mhmm, I think so. My head is officially fried though and it’s not even 9am yet.”

“We’ll get some coffee in us soon.”

“I think we’ve earned it” I mumbled, earning a slight chuckle from the both of us, returning back to the silence for only a couple of minutes before a thought crossed my mind.

“I feel bad for Wanda. She must feel terrible.”

“I know. Hopefully this whole Accords business can be of help.”

“Well, that would be nice, but we’re obviously not signing that.” An airy laugh left my lips, amused at the idea of signing away any freedom we could have for ourselves. I felt Nat’s body go rigid beside me, suddenly feeling tense. I pulled away slightly and looked up to see a frown taking over her features.

“You’re not going to sign?” She spoke, suddenly sounding more awake, albeit still having a gentle tone, but I could feel the disbelief behind her words.

“I wasn’t planning on it, no. Are you?”

“I feel like it would be a good idea. Maybe we need a little more guidance to go about our missions.”

“This isn't guidance, Nat. This is essentially locking us away just without the bars.”

“It’s protection.”

“It’s losing our freedom!” I bluntly responded, almost shocked that we weren’t on the same page about this. We both stood across from each other now, arms crossed and staring into each other's eyes, all tiredness beforehand gone and replaced with fire.

“I need some air” She groaned, walking away towards the exit, signalling the end of that conversation.

“Nat-”

“I’ll see you at home, okay?” Not giving me a chance to respond, having walked out the door before I could utter a word. I guess coffee is the least of my problems now.

Lost in my daydream, I hadn’t even noticed that Clint had walked in and was currently fighting Vision. Wait, Clint?

“Clint? I thought you retired?”

“Ah nice to have you back.” He choked, currently caught in a headlock with Vision. I stood next to Wanda, the two of us sharing a look of confusion. “We need to go, Cap needs us.”

“You can’t overpower me, Clint.” Vision spoke, still holding his grip.

“I know i can’t, but she can”

I looked beside me once again and saw Wanda beginning to use her powers, and before I knew it, Vision had fallen to the ground..and further until we could no longer see him.

“We need to go” The archer rushed, taking Wanda by the hand and leading her outside. I was yet to be clued in on what exactly was going on, but I knew one thing, this couldn’t be good.

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It was absolute chaos everywhere. Steve, much like Tony, had recruited a small team of his own, some familiar faces, some new, the ant guy was pretty cool. However, there hadn’t been much time to admire the different skill sets and powers that had been brought to the table before both sides had run towards each other. Especially considering seeing the recognisable assassin on the other side had brought on a wave of sickness, fighting her was the last thing I wanted to do.

While Bucky had taken to fighting who I assumed to be Blank Panther and Sam was in the air, I’d stuck to helping Steve, not wanting to get involved in the fight Clint was having with Natasha. This teenager had started shooting webs at Captain, and while I know he was on the opposite side, I had to admit, he was pretty good at fighting.

“He also said to go for your legs” He chuckled, again shooting webs at the supersoldier and holding him back from retrieving his shield.

“Hey Spidey” I called, gaining his attention.

“Hi”

“Might wanna drop the Captain, yeah?”

“I can’t. I gotta impress Mr Stark”

“Look, this isn’t your fight, you don’t know what’s going on” I tried to reason, falling onto deaf ears, or just stubborn, as he then shot his webs at me and tried to pull. His eyes shrunk in confusion as he couldn’t flip me, my power of immobility coming in handy.

“Why-” He groaned, still trying to flip me. I lifted my hands, grabbed the webs and flung him into one of the loading crates that were scattered around, my super strength making the impact a lot harsher, but not enough to cause major injury.

“Thanks Y/N” Steve spoke, a quick nod of approval was shared before I caught a glance of another fight going on. Wanda’s holding a crate, trying to take someone flying above it out, completely oblivious to Vision starting to come towards her. Looking down slightly, I saw who was directly underneath.

“Shit” I mumbled, running as fast as I could towards them, avoiding gunfire and punches along the way.

“Language!”

“Sorry! Jeez” I directed towards the man now running in a different direction.

Vision was much closer to them than I was, no matter how quickly my feet took me. It was no use trying to warn Wanda, I wouldn’t get there in time. I had to go with plan B.

“Nat! Move!”

She quickly turned and caught sight of me, giving me a confused glare that didn’t last long before I pushed her away from where she was standing, out of harm's way.

“What the hell Y/-” She hadn’t managed to finish her sentence before her eyes widened in horror at the large crate suddenly falling from Wanda’s hold and onto me. My arms lifted quickly to hold it, slightly wobbling due to not being in the centre of it.

“Is there anything behind me?”

“Wha-”

“Is there anything behind me?!” I spoke more urgently, not knowing how much longer I could hold it.

“No, no you’re clear.” Natasha responded, I thanked her silently with a nod.

‘Okay. you’ve got this. One. Two-’ I thought to myself.

With the remaining strength I could have gathered, I bent down slightly and pushed, sending the metal hurling upwards while I ran forward. Overestimating how high i’d thrown it, the bitter reality hit me, quite literally as it fell onto my leg, sending me face first towards the ground.

“Wanda!” Was all I could hear before I felt my head placed in someone’s lap and the world went black.

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My head pounding like a hammer had been a lovely wake up call, followed by a throbbing pain in my leg which I'd looked down to see was lying along a row of pillows. My eyes darted around the room and I recognised the photo on the bedside table beside me. It was a photo of Natasha and I standing in the rain laughing at a joke we can’t remember anymore, but it must’ve been funny according to the huge smiles on our faces. The love in our eyes was enough to make galaxies jealous.

A knock on the door had interrupted my train of thought, opening before I had a chance to respond, Natasha walked in, a guilty look taking over her face.

“Hi”

“Hey. You okay?” I questioned, earning a smile and a scoff to come out of The Black Widow’s mouth.

“Am I okay? Really?”

“I-”

“You ask me if i’m okay when you’re lying there with a broken leg and just woken up from being knocked out, because you decided to throw yourself into danger.”

“You had a tonnes worth of metal about to fall on you. Forgive me if i didn’t want a squished girlfriend.” I defended myself, not entirely certain on how this is turning into being my fault.

“You could have died”

“But I didn’t”

“But you could’ve, Y/N!”

“Love-”

“I can’t lose you” Her voice broke. Only then had I managed to really take a look at her. Her eyes had clouded over, her hair was all over the place, her nose running slightly. A pang of guilt hit me, not knowing that my action had affected her so much.

“Can you come here? Please?” She hesitated, but soon made her way round to the other side of the bed and sat herself down, making herself comfortable in my arms that I held open for her, hands immediately going to run through her hair. Small sniffles could be heard in the otherwise silent room, each one having a kiss pressed against her head in response.

After a couple of minutes, the silence was broken again.

“I’m sorry, moya lyubov, I didn’t mean to scare you. I just wanted to keep you safe.”

She turned her head up slightly to look at me, a small smile playing on her lips

“I know. i just panicked. I want you to be safe too.”

“I’m okay. I’m here. I promise.” I kissed her head again. “How does a bath and a movie sound?” A small sigh left her lips at the suggestion.

“You’ll join?”

“I’ll join”

A small but passionate kiss was exchanged, followed by a few quick pecks before the redhead walked off towards our bathroom, the sound of running water filling the air not long after.

No matter the mission, the fight, the argument or the disagreements, we’ll always protect one another. We don’t need the Sokovia Accords for that.

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Can we see the story of the gulliver's hanahaki first kiss?? Kiss, and then shrink so hard you're hanging off those lips you just kissed!

ough ok you got me Thinkin. just shy of 1500 words under the cut.

It was day two of their relationship, and Luther was already tired of taking it slow.

That was something they’d established on day one. Once Cam had finally puzzled out why Luther kept shrinking around him - his insanely embarrassing crush on Cam, of course - he’d laughed out loud, which only hurt a little, and then asked Luther out, which more than made up for it. The date hadn’t been anything spectacular by others’ standards, just a night in with popcorn and a movie, but it had been absolutely magical for Luther to finally be with the man of his dreams and not have to try to hide how deeply attracted to Cam he was. But having his feelings reciprocated hadn’t stopped his strange affliction, and when Cam leaned in for a good night kiss, all he got was air. Luther, now of a height with Cam’s ankles, had once again wished he’d just shrink away into nothing to spare himself the embarrassment.

So, the agreement. They’d take everything slow until Luther got used to it and wouldn’t end up tiny just because his boyfriend smiled at him. Cam was patient and willing to wait. Luther, however, had been bottling up his feelings since they’d first met, and was just about at the end of his rope. He wanted romance, he wanted passion, he wanted to be swept off his feet, and anyway being the size of a Polly Pocket made that last bit easier.

The two of them were sitting on Cam’s couch together watching some mindless soap drama at the end of a long day at work. They sat on opposite sides of the couch, since just a touch from Cam could make Luther lose a few inches. Luther took a deep breath to steady his nerves. It was time to make his move. He began to scoot closer to Cam, closing the gap between them. If Cam noticed, he didn’t react. Slowly but surely, Luther inched over until he was nearly touching Cam. He paused, did a breathing exercise to help slow his racing heart, and then leaned over until his side was flush with Cam’s, his head leaning on Cam’s shoulder. He held that pose for a moment, willing himself with all his might to stay full size. A moment passed… another… and he seemed to be all there. He let out a happy sign and relaxed into the touch, all the tension flooding out of him. His face was heating up, sure, and his heart was still going a mile a minute, but he seemed to be in control enough that he wasn’t panicking and activating the shrinking. So far, so good.

Cam seemed to notice Luther’s lack of shrinkage as well, and shifted so that his arm was draped over Luther’s shoulders. Uh oh. Okay, okay, Luther could handle this, no problem. This was just some nice romantic intimacy, nothing too heavy, they were just fine. Then Cam laughed at some inane moment on the show, and his laughter shook his body and Luther with it. The sheer proximity hit Luther all at once, and he felt himself begin to shrink. Cam’s arm grew heavier on his shoulders as he fought for control. No, no no, no no no, you’re fine, you can handle this, he thought desperately. You’re just leaning on your boyfriend. Get a grip.

But then came the nail in his coffin. Cam, noticing Luther begin to shrink, tried to do the supportive thing. He rubbed Luther’s back with his hand and looked down at him with that beautiful face, eyebrows drawn up adorably in an expression of concern, and asked in a soft voice, “Are you okay, sweetheart?”

That was it. Luther’s heart jumped into his throat and the bottom fell out of his stomach and in a moment he was a mere eight inches tall, thankfully saved from nudity by the newly-designed jumpsuit that would shrink and grow with him. He slid down into the indent Cam made in the couch cushion and buried his face in his hands.

“Oh, shoot, I’m sorry,” Cam said, far above him. “I didn’t mean to - shoot.” He picked up the remote and clicked the TV off, then reached down and laid his hand next to Luther. “You wanna come up here?”

Luther climbed into the offered palm and held on as Cam carefully lifted him up to eye height. “Sorry,” Luther sighed. “I guess I rushed it a little too much. I just… I want to be able to be with you like… like a normal person. I don’t care if I shrink, really! I’m just tired of holding back.”

Cam’s worried expression smoothed into a fond smile. He stroked Luther’s back with one finger. “I’m fine with whatever you’re comfortable with,” Cam said. “If you want to do normal couple things, we can do normal couple things. I just thought you might want to avoid this as much as possible.”

“Well, I do, I don’t want to be a burden to you all the time, but…” Luther trailed off, looking down and away. He started in surprise as Cam put a fingertip to his chin and tilted it up so that he could look Luther in the eyes.

“You’re not a burden to me. You never are.” Cam hesitated, then continued on. “Honestly… and maybe I shouldn’t say it, because I’m sure it’s not fun for you, but I like you when you’re all tiny… I like you at any size, but you’re especially cute like this, you know? Fitting in the palm of my hand and all… it’s nice.”

Luther gaped, seeing a flush of red start to creep across Cam’s cheeks. He was so certain that his change in size could only ever be an annoyance, a pain, something to be dealt with, he hadn’t even considered that someone might find it nice.

“Really?” Luther whispered. For a moment, he was scared Cam would say no, that it had all been a joke, and throw him out of the apartment. It was ridiculous, absurd, Cam would never do that, but just for a moment that fear gripped him like a vice.

“Really,” Cam assured him, and the fear dissolved like cotton candy in water.

“Oh,” Luther said, and it was all he could say for a moment, so he said it again. “Oh.” Then a desire welled up in him, and he said, “Kiss me?”

Cam gave a short, incredulous laugh. “Um, I want to, but… how?”

“Just…” Luther leant forward on Cam’s hand, shifting so that he sat on his knees with his hands on the edge of Cam’s palm. His eyes focused on Cam’s lips. “Just kiss me. My face, I guess. Whole thing’s fine.”

“Okay… here goes. Tell me if it’s too much?” Luther nodded, so Cam brought him closer hesitantly. Luther reached out and put his hands on either side of Cam’s mouth, and Cam gently pressed his lips against Luther’s face.

It was immediately overwhelming, but Luther didn’t care. He didn’t have room to care. He was surrounded by lovely soft warmth, like pressing his face into a pillow. He kissed Cam’s bottom lip as hard as he could, desperate to give back any sensation possible. He knew Cam could feel it, because Cam laughed fondly through his nose, a warm exhalation of breath that tousled Luther’s hair and sent shivers down his spine.

Luther felt himself begin to shrink again.

In his whole life, the smallest he’d ever been was just a hair under three inches tall. The shrinking sensation was so strong that even before he was halfway through, he knew he was about to smash that record. He felt his hands trail down Cam’s cheeks and his bottom lip and grabbed on tight. His legs came up off of Cam’s palm as he dwindled down til he was just dangling off of Cam’s lip, feet kicking in a blind panic, digging his nails into Cam’s lip to keep from falling. His stomach dropped as Cam’s mouth opened, jaw lowering infinitesimally, but enough at Luther’s size to nearly jar him loose from his perch. He buried his face in Cam’s lip, not wanting to see inside that terrifying cavern in front of him.

“Woah,” Cam breathed, and the force of the word hit him like a gale. Luther squeaked in panic. He lost his hold and tumbled backwards, thankfully falling into Cam’s waiting hand. Cam stared in shock down at his itty bitty boyfriend, only an inch tall. Luther stared back up in sheer incomprehension. Cam was so large to him now that he filled Luther’s vision completely.

“Oh, jeez,” Cam murmured, trying to keep his voice quiet, but it still thundered around Luther like the voice of a god. “Maybe we went a little too fast there.”

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Lover’s Quarrel

c!techno x gn!reader

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: ̗̀➛ Summary:  You and Technoblade have been friends for decades, always by each other’s side you two faught alongside each other. That was once in a lifetime, and should never happen again. Unfortunately life doesn’t play out that way and you happen to need him one more time... or maybe they’ll be a change in plans?

: ̗̀➛ Word Count: 1515

: ̗̀➛ Chapters: 1/1

: ̗̀➛ Tag(s): No beta reader we die like ghostbur, c!techno, gn!reader, immortal reader x immortal techno, angel!reader, god!techno, angst, friends to enemies to friends, complicated ik

: ̗̀➛ Warnings: slight cursing, mentions of torture and death

: ̗̀➛ Taglist: Here

: ̗̀➛ Link(s): Ao3

: ̗̀➛ Notes: *screams into oblivion* one this is all platonic I didn’t specify 😓 two I barely survived the writers drought (no friken inspiration) but I bring to you my first c!dsmp x reader fic (please be kind I tried-) basically this taks place in really old times and not modern considering how its writter like I just finished reading shakesphere although the idea came while listening to classical music so that it how you will. Also this isn’t edited so my bad if theres mistakes-

The room was dimly lit with candles and the r oaring fire that burned passionately at the fireplace. White tiles were plastered with gold diamonds, the shade almost as if it was antique jewelry, Old but could tell an amazing story. The colour completing the beige-coloured room

You waited patiently, cross-legged glaring at the clock that ticked every second or so. 10 minutes you thought to yourself while you grind your teeth. That man seemed to be early only when it was for his own convenience, how distasteful.

Just as you finished that thought you saw the dark oak wood door being pushed open. A man walks in, he wears a white loosely fitted blouse, with bishop sleeves which was decorated with frilly fabrics. Along with death-black dress pants that were worn up to the waist. His face where his mask usually is is replaced with glasses and the man's delicate bubblegum pink hair is loosely braided and thrown on the right side of his shoulder.

“Your late” you glare crossing your arms

He let out a sigh “Well pardon me for taking a while to get ready, It's almost like you didn’t come here unannounced” he spoke sarcastically.

He walked over to the glass tray and picked up a small glass cup with a gold ring around it and poured himself a drink. He eyes you “Would you care for a drink y/n?”

“I don’t drink”

He shrugs “Suit yourself”

“Technoblade, I didn't come here for idle chatter.”

He arched his eyebrow slightly “Oh?” Techno placed his cup down “Pray do tell, what exactly did you come here for?” You watched him walk to the other side of the room as he said that.

“I-“ you could even finish before being rudely interrupted by a rustling noise. You watched as your patience grew thinner by the minute he took out a black vinyl disc and placed it on a wooden box making sure the oin was adjusted well. A soft tune of the piano came out of the music player.

“Would you care for a dance?” He holds out his hand, you stare at it contemplating whether you should grab his hands, you really shouldn't, you didn’t want to play his games, you wanted what you came for, but then again it would harm a dance. Or course your brain chose the latter considering how you delicately placed your hand in his letting him place his hand on your waist the the other on your shoulder. He lead the way,(just like he always does)

“Apologies for interrupting music helps me think.” He spoke as he spun you around the floor “They calm the voices” . You knew all about the voices, how much they love to chant and clog his brain with different variations of thoughts, perks of being his ex-partner you suppose. But you watched as he hid a smirk, you guess he’s just telling only half the truth. You roll your eyes

“You can finish”

“Wouldn’t you mean start idiot” you snap

“Meh”

You clicked your tongue in annoyance, his inability to ever grasp the mood of the situation was flawless. It seemed as if he never cared about the other person's feelings, unless you were the god of death you were out of luck for a serious conversation. You’ve dealt with that for decades

You could remember once in a lifetime the two of you were partners, fast and precise that's how the job went. The blood god and the angel of destruction are an amazing duo. You remember when the two of you used to watch as people begged on their knees for their life or perhaps a mercy kill. Watching as your foes tried to retreat to their bases only for their pitiful lives to end in such a disgraceful manner. At the end of the day the two of you stood in the battlefield side by side knowing the world could shake in fear knowing you two were alive

And you loved it like that desire to make people fear you brought giddiness to your body and enlightened your world. You wanted one thing and it was to get revenge.

Revenge on all who did you wrong from your youth up, and now you were strong enough to bring it tenfold.

Everything was fine, It wasn’t until one day the two of you had sat down for a cup of tea like you usually did on Thursday evenings. He told you he wanted to retire, he was done with the killings and the torture.

He was finally putting down the title ‘Blood god’

At first you thought it was a joke but then you saw his eyes and they were as serious as he could ever be, anger rose up in you unable to process the statement.

How could he leave you like this, he promised to be by your side when no one else would.

A liar that's would your made him out to be

A slap to the cheek was all you left him that day

Now here you were decades later, hand in hand dancing to the sounds of the instruments harmonizing becoming one just the way you two were.

He spun you around gracefully on the tiled floor, there's something about dancing in an empty room that makes you feel weird inside. What was this feeling? Him making you feel weak in the knees, perhaps it was the fact the last time you did this it was when you two were young and reckless. He always seemed to know how to brighten your life,even to the point the friendship you two had was envied amongst the other gods.

He twirled you across the room dipping you slightly “Cat caught your tongue”

You rolled your eyes “As if”

You saw outside the glass panes, the sky was painted a blood orange mixed with lavender purples and hints of blue. The sun slowly sets,bringing the nightfall.

You chuckle to yourself, how romantic of the sky to show such a sight for people who would die before dating each other.

You turn your gaze to the god “I need you one last time” you say cutting to the chase

Technoblade glared at you “I already told you I’m retired, don’t be so stubborn”

“I’m not, your being selfish putting your needs before anyone else's”

He snorts “Isn’t that what you're doing y/n? Or am I reading the situation wrong?” He says sarcastically “Plus I thought you made it clear that you wanted nothing to do with me, or was that slap something you did on impulse and you couldn’t face me after?”

You grind your teeth “It was not, and why are you making it seem like you're the victim? You're the one who wanted to leave me!” You snapped

He took his hands away from you and pinched the bridge of his nose “See, this is why we cannot have a conversation. You always jump to conclusions” he growls

“I do not!”

“You do! I never intended to leave your side, only retiring. Is it so bad I wanted to stop killing and do something better with my life, and here I thought you’d be happy with it.”

You stared at him shocked, “I..”

Was he right? You were known to act on impulse which did cause problems in the long run but he’d be there to be by your side every time. But yet, you couldn’t fathom the thought of him leaving his life behind to start a new one. Why? You weren’t sure.

Techno sighed “You act so tough when actually you're broken inside. The thing is you weren’t mad at me for retirement, you were mad that things were changing. You're scared of change because you don’t know where you’ll fall between it all.”

The piano falls into a soft handsomely rhythm

The violinist quietly drag their bows delicately

You cast your eyes aside, you couldn’t argue with the truth. You swallow hard fighting back the tears. You couldn’t fathom the amount of times you’ve been in the wrong or how much you’ve hurt him

Stupid

Stupidstupidstu-

A hand is placed on you head

“You think too much, stop that”

“I’m sorry”

“For overthinking or for being impulsive” he questions

“Both” you whisper keeping your eyes on the floor

“And?”

You huffed “You were right about everything”

He grinned showing his pearly whites “I’m sorry what was that? I couldn’t hear you?”

You laughed slightly making your worries go away for the time being “You asshole, get your head out of the skies as if I’m repeating that again”

He chuckles shrugging “Worth a try”

“So, let's get something straight. I’ll help you one last time then I’m forcing you to retire. Seriously you have no say so.” He eyes you “You probably need therapy too jeez”

“Fuck You I’m perfectly fine”

“Whatever helps you sleep at night” he responds ushering you out the room

“Bold of you to assume I sleep”

“Bruhh”

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karate kid: “because of you” ₊˚ ⸝  johnny x reader

❝but it can all get a lil’ crazy, unless there’s something to hold onto. for me, that was true love.❞

gif credit: n/a song: lana del rey - because of you

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pairings: johnny lawrence (1984) x reader

warnings: angst, language, mentions of sex, themes of depression, the overuse of the word ‘baby’ lmfaooo

summary: despite johnny’s reputation, you still weren’t expecting him, your first and only, to be unfaithful. but you were only a blind fool in love, after all.

“.. What the hell is going on here?”

You stood back on the beach overlook with your friend, watching the scene unravel before your eyes.

Below you, there Johnny was, along with his little Cobra Kai gang. The small crowd of teenagers around him shouted and cheered as he brawled with a smaller kid in a red sweater, who was obviously getting his ass beat. 

“Dammit, Johnny, stop!” 

A familiar high pitched, girlish scream caught your attention. Your eyes scanned the crowd until they stopped on Ali, who you knew to be Johnny’s old flame. Despite them being over for a while now, you knew Johnny still had feelings for her. But it was something you buried in the back of your mind. You were too in love with Johnny to acknowledge or care about the fact that he hasn’t moved on. 

Now, watching what was happening, you didn’t know what to think or how to feel. You’ve barely talked to Johnny at all over the week, and now you find him here?

Instead of intervening and chasing after Johnny, you gestured for your friend to follow you back to the car and head elsewhere. She didn’t protest and based on the heartbroken expression on your face, she knew better than to question you. Now was not the time to talk it through. 

Since that night, things were not the same. You explained your situation to your parents who were aware of your relationship, or now former relationship with Johnny. Johnny would call a few times a day, but you never bothered to pick up. His calls started to get more and more frequent, so you ended up blocking his number. Because of this, you started to fall out with the Cobra Kais, who you made good friends with because of your relationship with Johnny. So knowing you’d run into them at school, you stopped attending and would spend the days locked up in your room, only going out to use the bathroom or get something from the kitchen. By now, Johnny knew something was up, and went as far as to pick a fight with your dad whenever he’d drop by your house, asking to see you.

“Come on! I just wanna see Y/N, dammit!”

“She’s none of your business anymore, young man. Now get the hell off my property!”

“Man, fuck you! Let me see her! I need to talk to her!”

“You have three seconds, Mr Lawrence!”

“Y/N, I know you’re in there! I know you can hear me!”

The days became gloomier and gloomier. Weeks had passed and you hadn’t talked to anybody. You shut everyone out and would spend the days alone in your bed, wallowing in your own self pity.

How could you be so foolish?

To think you could be the one to fix Johnny. 

To think he loved you as much as you loved him.

To think he would want a future with you as much as he wanted your clothes off.

But the reality hit you; you were just a rebound. And you let him use you. It was all your fault. 

An overwhelming feeling of nausea and anxiety overtook you. You jumped off your bed and ran to the bathroom, pushing open the toilet lid and vomiting. You flushed the contents down and got to your feet to straighten yourself up. You looked at yourself in the mirror, your eyes widening in disbelief. You didn’t even recognize your reflection.. The person looking back at you was a stranger.

You lifted your hand up to touch your face as you analyzed your appearance. You had dark bags under your bloodshot eyes, your hair disheveled, skin pale and dry. 

“That’s just great.”

Sighing, you stooped down to the sink to rinse your mouth out and splash water on your face. As soon as you were finished, you flicked the light switch and trailed back to your room. However, you were stopped in your tracks by the sound of your father’s voice. 

“Y/N..? Oh, wow.. Wow, girl, I haven’t seen you in days.. How are you feeling now?” He stared down at you, searching your empty face for answers. You avoided his gaze, crossing his arms and looking down at your feet. He sighed, “The school called. You need to return by this Monday.”

You felt your heart sink. You looked up at him, opening your mouth to speak until he cut you off.

“I know you’re still healing but... This isn’t good for you. When you get back to school, you’ll at least get to hang out with your friends again, right?” You weakly shrugged, causing him to let out another heavy sigh. He patted your shoulder. “It’ll get better and soon, you’ll be back to your normal self!”

“What day is it?” you asked.

“It’s Sunday..”

You groaned, “Oh, gosh.” 

“Hey, hey, hey, you’ll be fine.”

You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, definitely. I’ll run into my ex and his little posse, who I ghosted, and then have to explain to my friends why I look and feel like shit. Great. Thanks dad,” you scoffed sarcastically, and stormed off into your room, slamming it shut.

Today was the today. Exasperatingly, you dragged yourself out of bed, showered, brushed your teeth, and tied up your hair into a long braid that cascaded down your back. You figured you’d put on a bit of concealer to hide your dark circles, and topped that off by applying dark red lipstick. You dressed yourself in a white shirt, the collar sticking out of the green sweater you layered on top of it. You matched that with a white pleated skirt that stopped mid thigh, and slipped on a pair of black knee high socks. 

Finished with your look, you shrugged on your backpack and headed downstairs, putting on your Mary Janes before pulling open the front door. You ignored your mom’s calls and ran out to the driveway, about to get into your vehicle to head to school. However, the plans seemed to change when a familiar red car idling on your street caught your attention. 

Your heart began to thump loudly in your chest when you met Johnny’s burning gaze as he waited for you in the car. Knowing how stubborn and persistent he was, you immediately gave up and got into the car, slamming the door shut. 

“All right, so you gonna explain where the hell you’ve been?” Anger and rancor dripped off his voice. You knew this would happen.

Turning to look him in the eye, you treated him with the same attitude. “Oh, that’s just golden! Where have I been? No, Johnny, where the hell have you been? I was trying to reach you for over a week until I found you at the beach with Ali.. Not to mention you were picking on that poor kid.”

As soon as you mentioned Ali, Johnny’s demeanor changed. He laid back into his seat, his jaw clenched. He was caught. 

“Did you seriously think I wouldn’t find out?”

When he wouldn’t reply, you broke the silence. “I don’t wanna argue with you right now, let alone talk to you. Now just drive me to school or I’ll be late.”

He scoffed. “Since when did you care about being late? You were absent for more than a week!”

“Jeez, wonder why,” you retorted. “You know what? This was a mistake.” You pushed open the car door, about to step out, when Johnny gripped your wrist, pulling you back. 

“Wait, don’t go,” he said softly, begging you to stay. Worry filled his big baby blue eyes as he waited on your decision. “Please, Y/N.” You could never say no to him, especially when he was giving you that look. You got back into the car and shut the door, but faced away from Johnny. You swatted away his hand, causing him to recoil and put both hands on the wheel. 

“If we’re gonna talk, let’s not do it here,” you said.

After that, you both stayed silent as he started the car, driving off to wherever. As you drew nearer to your destination, the surroundings started to look more and more familiar. It hit you; this is where you and Johnny had your first kiss, and maybe a little more than just that.. You found yourself smiling at the memories. Then again, maybe some things are just better as memories. 

You were laid beside Johnny on his car, watching the sunset. When the sun went down, instead of heading back home, you ended up stargazing together. You both entirely forgot about your surroundings and the time, getting lost in conversation. Conversation turned into kissing, which eventually lead to something much more heated. 

“You’re so damn beautiful, baby. I can’t believe you’re all mine,” Johnny hummed, beaming and grinning widely. You giggled, continuing to pepper his pretty face with kisses.

“Well, you better believe it then, babe,” you said in between kisses. “Cause I’m not going anywhere.” 

Johnny sighed in satisfaction, pulling you closer to him. “Good, I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Johnny managed to catch your lips, capturing you in a deep, passionate and loving kiss. He held you tightly against him as you straddled his lap like his life depended on it. 

Johnny pulled over, snapping you back into reality. You overlooked the city as he shut off the car engine with a heavy sigh, preparing himself for whatever was to come out of this conversation.

“So? You got anything to say for yourself, Lawrence?”

He took a moment to think, before opening his mouth to speak. 

“Y/N.. I’m sorry. I fucked up big time.” You scoffed at that, rolling your eyes and looking away from Johnny. “I’m sorry! I really am! I know I shouldn’t have gone after Ali when I had you.”

“Had,” you pointed out, chuckling.

“Oh, just listen to me, will ya? I told you I’m sorry and I admit to my mistakes!”

“And lemme guess; you’re telling me all this just now because Ali once again rejected you?” Johnny stayed silent, a sheepish and guilty look on his face. You groaned, “For fucks sake, Johnny. Do you ever mean the things you say? This was a complete waste of my time.”

“I didn’t wanna lose you, Y/N.”

“If you’re still loving Ali, then you’ve already lost me.”

“Yeah, thanks for stating the obvious. You ghosted me! At least I tried to make things right between us instead of running away!”

“You really are an awful person, Johnny Lawrence. My friends were right about you-” you blurted out. Your throat ached as you tried to keep yourself together. “You’re really nothing but a player! There is no ‘us’. You don’t give a damn about me. You never did. So just drop the act and take me to school,” you whispered the last part, not wanting Johnny to hear your voice break. But he could easily see through your anger and sense the sadness in your voice.

You faced the opposite direction from Johnny. 

“Please look at me,” Johnny said after a while. You refused to glance his way, your eyes fixed on your fingers as you anxiously twiddled them together. The rage built up inside of you and the thoughts fueled by heartbreak, you kept to yourself. You wanted to be strong. You didn’t want to show Johnny how much he truly hurt you. But all that was gone when tears began to stream down your face. 

“Oh, Y/N, please don’t cry. I’m sorry, I-” Johnny trailed off, his voice cracking. He felt so lost. He had never been faced with a situation like this, even with Ali. And he’s never seen you cry before. You were always tough and strong in front of him, and to see you bawl like this, he thought it really must be that bad. 

“Don’t apologize unless you really mean it,” you sniffled. “Don’t make it worse than it already is.”

“Then I’m gonna keep apologizing because I mean it! With all my heart, Y/N, I’m sorry. I never wanted to make you cry. I can’t stand seeing you like this because of me.”

You turned your face slightly towards Johnny’s direction, curiosity and hope sparking inside of you. 

“I was told that you don’t know what you have until it’s gone. And even if you leave after this, I’m not gonna hide the way I feel, Y/N. I’ve never felt this way about a girl. Even with Ali. That’s why I was confused at first, but I knew I wanted to make it work with you.” Johnny squeezes your hand in his significantly bigger ones. “I hated to admit it at first, but I was and am smitten with you. You cross my mind everyday, and every song reminds me of you. And- And even if you shut me out after this.. If you go, I’ll stay. Even when you fall out of love, I just want you to know I’ll always have feelings for you.”

You didn’t know what to say after Johnny’s confession. You had all these emotions; betrayal, heartbreak, anger, confusion. They clouded your mind. You didn’t know how to properly react. 

“Do you really mean that?”

Johnny chuckles sadly, “I may be a douche, but I’m not a liar.”

You leaned back into your seat, replaying everything that just happened in your head. Johnny’s confessions, his declaration of love for you. You knew Johnny had a rough life and wasn’t one to be open about his feelings. And you also knew you loved that boy, even after the pain he caused you. Did you really wanna risk it and be with him? 

After being silent for a while, the uncomfortable stillness in the air prompted Johnny to speak up. 

“You- I- I’ll just.. I can take you home. Wherever-”

“No! Wait, don’t,” you placed your hand over Johnny’s before he got the chance to start the car. You locked eyes with him, your heart beat beginning to speed up suddenly. You were stuck on what to do at that moment. 

“Oh, fuck it,” you thought to yourself, and cupped Johnny’s face, bringing him closer to you. Now without the support of your hands, you were caught off balance and ended up stumbling atop Johnny. And in the heat of the moment, you crashed your lips to his. Okay, that was totally intentional. 

Johnny didn’t waste a second and immediately kissed you back, holding you steady above him. You really didn’t want to, but you had to break the kiss for air, giving Johnny the chance to let out breathy words.

“Fuck, I’ve missed you so much, baby.”

You pressed your forehead to his and wrapped your arms around his shoulders while you tangled your fingers in his hair. He cupped your face, placing gentle little kisses on your nose.

“Nothing bad is gonna happen to us, baby, I promise.”

[animeangel21]

Part 2 is ready for my sukuna fic

Here you go sluts :)

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"T-t-thank you ma-master" I stuttered with a shaky bottom lip.I would definitely have a handprint there tomorrow with the force he was putting on me.

"You need manners"

With him still buried deep in me his palm connected with my ass again and my hips pushed back forcing him deeper into me.

"You like that too huh?"

His hand continued to swat on me with no remorse but one hit in particular had lurched my body forward and I cried loudly cussing with drool falling out my mouth.

"God you're ass is raw, and this sweet little cunt is creaming all over me"

"N-no more" my voice barely above a whisper

He pushed himself back out of me and grabbed my hips and pulled me back on his cock harshly causing my ass to rub against his hips.

My moans were muffled again as his hand found my neck and pushed me further into the pillow. His dick twitched in me and I clenched as his pace somehow picked up.

I screamed a line of cuss words as his cum shot into me and he pounded me harder and I came all over him again.I tried to crawl away, get away, anything to help myself from the over whelming pleasure taking over my body. But his nails dug into my hip on my right side pulling me further back and his left hand was in my hair pulling my head back so my back met his chest.

My legs were on the verge of giving out on me and my arms wouldve struggled to hold up my own body weight if it wasn't for his hand and my hair.

"Just look how I'm bulging in your stomach. Fuckk, you wanted this and now you got it." He groaned pushing my head down and as he did so I could feel and smell the blood in my nose trickle down my face and down my neck.

"Is it that hot to you or is that your body saying you've had enough. Either way I'm not done with you. I've got 1000 years of pent up frustration and a tight needy cunt right here." He dropped my body into the pillows and there was a burning sensation on my hip causing me to try and move away but his grip tightened. " a bond you can't get rid of."

Sukuna had branded me with a RS on my hip.

In a heartbeat I was flipped and he sat on the edge of the bed with me in his lap and my neck in his hand

And his arm was securely wrapped around my waist.

My eyes were slowly shutting due to my body being exhausted. He drug his tongue from my neck to my mouth lapping up all the blood and slapped my face twice on the same cheek to wake me up immediately making my eyes wide.

"Enjoy being on top when you've got the chance because the minute you're down you need to be completely submissive"

" and if you dare to fall asleep or slow down with me I'll shove this dick in your ass raw" he whispered and licked the shell of my ear.

"Now ride" he said looking down at me licking his lips and flashing his white teeth at me. He smacked my ass hard as I sunk down and gripped the flesh hard and left bleeding scratch marks in his path as well.

—skippy—-

Once he came undone and I did as well my body physically couldn't handle it and I passed out.

  but he just let out a deep sigh and set a little mental note to punish the brat next time he would see her.

He was decent enough to snap his fingers and wipe her down with a wet rag and dress her in her oversized shirt with some shitty anime on it and some cute panties.

Hm.. maybe the brat would get some action if he liked to same shitty anime .  Sukuna thought to himself

He snapped his fingers and dressed itadori  and laid him in the bed and pulled the girl to lay next to him burying his face into her breast, and hand on her ass. He positioned her legs to wrap around his hips along with her arms before swapping out as itadori was unconscious this entire time.

Basically got the brats dick wet for him.

And with that he sat back and just replayed the nights events with a smirk on his face.

To further make things interesting he got rid of the marks that were branded into the girls neck and collarbone only leaving the branded letters and marks from the spanking on her ass.

———————————-hehe skip to morning————

  Yuji was the first to wake up or so he thought. His dick was awake before he was and he wasn't exactly sure where he was but this was an every other day thing and he would handle it if there wasn't something weighing his body down.

He woke up enough to look down at the half naked girl next to him who looked a bit rough probably from yesterday's training since he couldn't even remember getting to her house yesterday. His face was no longer between her breast but his mouth was against her throat and he could feel each breath she took. With a small tired moan her legs pulled him closer and her arms tightened around his neck before loosening up and a small gasp fell from her lips.

"I-itadori I'm I- I'm really sorry" she apologize with a flustered face and the boy smiled into her neck but as she pulled away he pulled her closer causing her blush to brighten.

" no need princess I'm comfortable here if you are. I-is this okay" he said with a faint blush

"I - Uh Jeez this is embarrassing um.." she couldn't talk or think properly with the boy looking up at her like a goddess.

I didn't have the balls or energy to tell him that his hand was on my very sore ass and I wouldn't mind him massaging some ointment on it and my bruised thighs.

He adjusted our positions and finally realized where his hand had been and his little shocked face was cute. I hid my face in his chest and he looked down examining the bruises, hickeys, bites, and scratched that littered my thighs noticing it was bad it wanted to ask about something but the embarrassment on his face said it all.

"Can I help you?" He said playing with the hem of my shirt.

"Y-yeah, uh there's creams and stuff inside the bathroom." I said and removed my legs from the boys body.

He sat up showing no shame in his erection as he stretched and mumbled about how sore his lower body was along.I laid in my bed and reminisced about last night and grabbed my phone and opened the camera only to see that there were no bite marks, hickeys,scratches, or puncture wounds.

Yuji took a while in the bathroom and when he came back out I was laying on my side and furrows my eyebrows at the look on his face. Oh damn

"If you're wondering he said he fixed you up mostly last night." Itadori said with a bit of an upset face and he looked at me with shame and guilt

I  dismissed everything I was feeling and how sore my body was I shot up onto my knees on my bed and wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a tight hug.

"You're not angry? I thought you would be pissed especially with me of all people for letting it happen."  He mumbled sadly.

"Yuji you can't control him.. of all people him. Look, he's been inside my head for..god knows how long but, I know how you feel and if I could repeat some of last nights events with itadori yuji I would" I said and kissed him passionately to which he returned immediately.

"Let me fix you up before you get hurt again."  He said pulling away.

" he could never do what I did HELLO IM A DEMON" the mouth that manifested on yujis cheek spoke and I smacked it but not hard enough to hurt yuji.

"Fuck off, it was my body." Yuji argued and leaned into my ear before whispering.

"He's had a lil spot for you, always mumbling about how he would fuck you n blah blah blah" and I laughed lying on my stomach so yuji could apply the cream for my thighs and ass.

"Um who told you to spread my business brat" his deep voice boomed.

"Fuck, did you have to go so hard on her." He said after flipping my shirt up to my hips.

"Brats need proper punishment."

"I like the idea of spanking too but there's  hand prints here, and scratch marks"  yuji said  applying the cool cream to my very much still burning skin.

" ya know I'm still here right like right under you" I said and yuji mumbled an apology.

"I'm never sorry" he mumbled

He doesn't know about our little deal, our little bond, and if he finds out I'll kill you myself princess.  Don't make me do that.

Okay, I won't you have my word.

Good girl.

I couldn't help but feel a bit of guilt knowing I'll have to lie to him about what happened yesterday night but sukuna probably told him everything he had to know and not what he shouldn't know.

The feeling of soft but large hands massaging my thighs and butt really took a toll and really turned me on.

More from my thighs as they were always a bit sensitive for me whenever someone touched them.

"Y-yuji I think I'm okay" I said softly and I heard a chuckle.

"Someone's horny" a deep voice rumbled and I flipped myself and it was yuji again.

"YOU CANT DO THAT TO HER ASSHOLE SHES GONNA WHOOP ME CAUSE OF YOU" yuji said and I placed my hand in his cheek.

"I would never I may have my issues but I won't even accidentally hurt the wrong person."

He fell onto my bed and pulled me next to him and relaxed his body and held me close.

"Was he serious?" He chuckled softly and my face started burning

"Yes.. he was but you've had a boner since you woke up but I kept my mouth shut."

"HEY this happens every morning I can't exactly control it" he said blushing as well and it was my turn to laugh.

I couldn't help but think about death and what's go come in my future, I had a while before death would

Come my way but, I was gonna live my life to the fullest. Or so I though.

———guess what, another time skip————————

Months later...

How many curses flooded this place? I don't know.

Me and another student came here on a mission to take care of a special grade while megumi was fighting some special grade.

Back up was on the way but I hadn't seen itadori in weeks because of a 'special mission' he accompanied nanami on.

Me and another grade 1 sorcerer were dealing with some curses on our own and my body was wearing down from the amount of energy I was using.

"WATCH YOUR BACK" I screamed and before my attack could do anything he was done for his blood spattered all over the old walls of the underground building/ bunker we were in.

"No more fucking around." I placed my fingers together.

"Domain expansion: grave expansion " I said and I could feel my energy flow and every single curse was ripped apart into several pieces and the only sound was their screeching.

"Ah you've perfected your domain expansion? It's about time little girl" a voice said behind me and I turned slowly and I was met with  with the piercing green eyes of Toji fushiguro.

" what the hell do you want? Cant you see I'm busy" I said and he got close.

"Hm.. a message..tell gojo I'll be back for him, you have a special grade to take care of missy" and he vanished in thin air right infront of me and I blinked several times to assure I'm not losing my marbles before running towards megumi and the special grade curse. I was weaker than I was before and I couldn't even see straight for a minute but I had to keep going if I was gonna see megumi again.

"MEGUMI WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!?" I screamed praying for the best.

" you're too weak you need to get out of here" his voice rumbled from behind me blood covered his face and I rolled my eyes.

"I'll be fine, back up is on the way we can both make it out of here, I- I can stun the special grade quickly and we Can make a run for it." I said and my nose dropped blood and he looked at me questionably before nodding his head.

I looked around and spotted the special grade and I took a deep breath.

"Fun times we're gonna have." I said  and my hands radiated purple flames and  a black dragon appeared from behind me and as I moved my arms forward she targeted the special grade and I grabbed megumis hand making a run for it.

" how are you feeling" he said and I shrugged.

" I'm doing just fine let's just get out the back up should be here in less than 5 minutes" I said and as hard as I focused I couldn't help but feel weaker by the seconds passing and the minute we stepped outside I froze in my spot.

A pain in my chest caused me to fall to my knees and onto my back.

This can't happen to me now

I summoned back my black dragon and the pain subsided even though she was injured whatever he did had been bad and transferred from her to me.

"Hold tight." He said and just as he said that the ground shook and the special grade was on ground level with us and standing over us as megumi carried my body. The curse kicked megumi sending him into a near by wall.

The curse picked up my frail body and held me up and smiled at me wickedly.

He turned towards the gates with my body and there stood gojo  and an unfamiliar figure.

"Oh young mya I never told you. This is all cause of me." I heard tojis voice and gojo was already ready with his signature smirk.

"Ah we meet again, I'm gonna need my student released from this curse and we can settle this one on one" he said and Toji looked me in the eyes grabbing my face" and let your strongest walk out of here alive? HAH" and with a flick of his hand the special grades hand shifted and impaled me to a tree  straight through my stomach and into the trunk the object was thin but it still hurt like a bitch

"SON OF A FUCKING BITCH" I screamed with anger crying almost immediately and before I was impaled again by the second arm I looked up at the curse  and it's body was split into pieces and nanami was behind it and itadori was looking at me with a shocked expression and tears on his face.

"I'll Help her call for help." Nanami said and before gojo got a hit on toji he vanished once again and ran over to me.

"I'm so sorry mya" 

"Pfft don't worry about it I'll be.. I'll be fine" I said and I smiled as nanami wrapped my stomach and itadori ran up to me and held my head in his lap.

"I hate this... please.. don't leave me" he mumbled with trembling lips.

"I'll always be with you no matter what.." I said fading in and out of consciousness.

"I'm sorry, I should've been there to help you." Megumi said with his head down and I lifted my hand to grab his hair and pull him close.

"You're a lot stronger than anyone here so don't worry about me. You handled that like a badass" I said and released him but his hand held my wrist and gojo had his head down.

" you are the best teacher ever." And I looked at nanami " my favorite mentor, you're more than capable of dealing with my knucklehead" I said and blood poured out the side of my mouth.

" I'll always be here for all of y-"

I was cut off with a kiss.

"Please, don't die on me!" Yuji screamed  my tears slipped and I could feel my body giving up little by little as I took my last breath and shut my eyes.

" I love you all" I mumbled and I faded into darkness 

Sorry princess it's time.

———————-innate domain——————-

Sukuna knew exactly what would happen if the girl didn't make it and he truly didn't care. But he would manipulate her and convince her to stay if he had to the easy way or the hard way.

He knew that at any given time anyone who entered his domain was gonna see the girl and that’s what he wanted. He wanted everyone to know that he owned her everything now.

—————

I awoke almost immediately with a gasp and sukunas fingers left my forehead and he picked me up bridal style and out of my hatred for being picked up I wrapped my arms around his neck.

He sat down on the large mattress with an unreadable look on his face and looked at the ground below him.  I was seated in his lap confused and upset.

" 'M sorry, I couldn't save you. something wouldn't let me. Princess, don't think I didn't try to save you.. I did but something wasn't letting me through and it was too late.." he said with his chin on the palm of his hand. I was shocked that the great king of curses was apologetic for once and I just had a straight face.

"Great king of curses are you dying?" I said feeling his forehead causing him to glare at me.

"Cause you just apologized to me." I smiled and held his face with my hand.

" it was gonna happen.. plus I was too weak I used my domain expansion and several other techniques that I shouldn't use all at once so, I did it to myself." I said playing with my hands noticing his white kimono with black edging and the black shoes he wore.

"You're here now, and it's not too bad until I have business to handle." He grabbed my jaw and turned my face to meet his and pushed his tongue into my mouth for a heated kiss.

He pulled away and picked me up dropping me on the bed.

"You need rest" he smirked down and pulled away untying his kimono showing off his godly body and sliding in the bed as well.

"I know I know you don't sleep in pants." He rolled his eyes and with a snap Of his fingers I was in a large shirt and underwear.

He laid next to me and buried his  face in between my breast and wrapped his arms around my waist allowing one of his hands to rest on my ass and give it a rough squeeze.

No matter how many timeswe get intimate since that first day we fucked I’d forever be nervous with him. Every movement of his made me slightly nervous but I felt so little under him it was slowly become normal.

I ran my fingers through his hair and as my eyes shut my actions stopped and he let out a throaty growl which was stupidly attractive and I moved my hands again to mess with his hair.

I traced over his hairline and kissed it gently.

I hummed and let the exhaustion take over from today's events allowing my leg to rest over his waist.

Once you were asleep sukuna could hear urge change in your heartbeat.

He knew exactly what he did and the reactions he had on your body he easily could manipulate you into falling for him and he knew he had to put in little to no effort with such a Naive little girl in his bed.

[shotofire]

Number 9

Kageyama x F!Reader

Overview: You’re a student at Aobajosai high, and during a tournament a setter for the opposite team catches your eye

Warnings: Cursing

Season: 2

I got a request that said “Just give me some Kageyama” 🤣 So here it is anon, hope it meets your standards.

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The sound of boys yelling and sneakers squeaking the floor can be heard from every point in the gymnasium. The stands were full of each teams supporters, letting out chants and shouting ‘nice kill’ every so often. Taking the floor now was your school, Aobajosai, and Karasuno. Volleyball wasn’t a sport you ever got into, but it was still entertaining to watch. Mizu, a good friend of yours, basically begged you to come here with her.

The girl has an obsession with Oikawa for whatever reason and feels the need to come to every single one of his games. He didn’t even talk to her all that much, and is kind of a stuck up jerk in your opinion. There’s no denying he’s a powerhouse when it comes to volleyball. “This whole thing decides if they go to nationals!” Mizu’s excited voice breaks you from your thoughts. “That’s a lot of pressure.”

You can only imagine how they feel down there, especially the third years. Some of the players look like they could pass out any second from pure adrenaline. Mizu made you stand at the bottom of the dozens of perfectly suitable chairs instead of sitting. She wanted to be able to make out Oikawa facial features, and hear his voice. Yep, she’s totally whipped.

“Is Karasuno any good?” Sure it was known that your school has a great team, but you’d never kept up with others. She only shrugs her shoulders at your question, eyes fixed on Oikawa as he starts to serve. Of course she didn’t know, all her attention was on one person every single match. “Did you see that serve?! It was amazing!” She jumps up and down with glee, jeez, shes down bad.

As time goes on it becomes apparent that Karasuno is in fact a good team. Better than just good, they’re incredibly talented and continue to surprise you. Every single boy has some sort of secret move that no one sees coming, it’s impressive. Number ten was lightening fast and your eyes have trouble keeping up with him. Then there’s number nine, obviously the setter, who has grabbed your attention as well. He’s kind of... cute.

He has this determined look on his face, and has been making some impressive plays. The boy seems to work pretty well with the small redhead, they even give each other goofy smiles whenever a great play is made. Deep down you wanted Karasuno to win, it seems like no one believes in them.

Number ten slams down and spike and you can’t help but cheer out. “We’re the blue and white team, you know that right?” Shit, you forgot Mizu was here. She was so in-depth looking at her dream boy that you’re surprised she even heard you. “Yeah but that was a killer spike, you gotta admit.” Her face turns into a frown and she huffs, “If you’re gonna cheer for the other team you can go to their side.” Was it really that deep?

Honestly you didn’t care where you stood, either way you’d probably still cheer for Karasuno. The team continues to surprise everyone and it’s crazy to witness. You’d heard someone call them the ‘wingless crows’ once when describing their volleyball team. These boys have definitely put that name six feet under. “Oh shit, they won!” You say and Mizu’s face is on the verge of tears.

“I can’t even imagine how my baby feels.” Yep, he’s totally her baby. “He did good, he’ll be okay.” It’s a bit heartless to say but it’s true. Oikawa gave all he had and scared the shit out of everyone with his spikes, but the crows are just too strong. They were underestimated and it caused your school’s team to loose. They may have lost but they sure didn’t fail, their fight kept up to the very end. It’s crazy to see the passion people can have for a sport.

“We have to go see the team!” Her voice was urgent as she grabs your wrist snd begins dragging you out of the stands and down the stairs. “Are you sure they’d want us in their business right after a loss?” It wouldn’t even change the matter if Mizu was actually dating Oikawa, the guy needs some space. “Well you can go do that, I need to use the restroom.” Really, you didn’t. But you didn’t want to see their annoyed expressions when your friend runs up on them with too much energy.

Number nine creeps his way into your mind. The guy was good, and showed so much passion. It’s enough to catch anyone’s eye. To put that much effort into something is so admirable, you wish you could care for something as much.

Right as you round the corner, you have no idea where you are going, you see him. Number nine. Him and his team are jumping on another with hugs and hard pats to the back. The boy looks happy, and once again.. so cute. Maybe I should talk to him, you shook your head at the thought. There’s no way he doesn’t have a girlfriend with that pretty face. Well if he did have a girlfriend wouldn’t she already be here congratulating him?

The voice in your head keeps telling you to take the chance. The worst he can do is turn you down, and then you’ll never see him again. You’ll never know if you don’t try. But him being surrounded by his teammates would be hard if you were to ask him for his information. It’s one thing to get rejected, but infront of a group of guys, that’s terrifying.

Should you just follow them and pray he separates from them at some point? Then if that doesn’t happen you’re going to have to suck it up and take the chance of being embarrassed. You trail behind the team as they shout and man handle one another, it’s weird how boys celebrate.

At this point you had no idea where you were, and would have to ask them for directions anyway. Then again they were most likely heading towards the exit. A different volleyball team, that you can’t name for your life, passes infront of you blocking your vision of the crow’s. What the hell? These guys nearly bumped into and didn’t say a word. All you got was a few winks, boys will be boys.

As they move from infront of you, he’s right there. beautiful number nine is leaned over drinking from the fountain while his team walks ahead of him. Shit this is your chance! You practically speed walk to him, not even caring if you look a bit crazy. As he stands up you’re right infront of him, and his eyes widen. Your presence scares him, then nerves grow in his stomach. Why is there a really pretty girl standing so close to me?

You didn’t mean to be so close, you were just determined to get to him before he could possibly walk away. “Hi,” is all you manage to say. Holy shit you look crazy right now, no doubt. “Hi?” He didn’t mean for it to come out rudely, but it definitely did. The boy is just confused is all. He watches the way your face falls a bit and immediately wants to slap himself. “S-Sorry, the tone was an accident.”

“You’re fine. I wanted to congratulate you on your win.” The air is a bit awkward and anxiety is radiating off the both of you. “Oh thank you.” It’s silent now, the awkwardness only intensifying. His team watches from afar, eyeballing you.

“I can remember any hot face, that girl was in the Aobajosai section!” Nishinoya says with a scrunched face. “A cute girl is a cute girl,” Tanaka shrugs. Hinata pushes through his friends so he can see better, and almost laughs at how tense his friend is standing. “Yeah but why is a cute girl talking to Kageyama?”

You take a deep breath and lean back on your feet. It really hadn’t occurred to you what you’d say beyond that, but you had to come up with something. “This may be a weird thing to ask, I don’t know cause i’ve never gone up to a guy like this. I also didn’t think about it as much as I should have-“ you abruptly stop, of course you just had to ramble. He didn’t know what to say, your beauty was intimidating but you can say the same about him.

“I’m y/n by the way, I should have said that first.” You hold out your hand for him to shake, and he takes it. His touch sends electricity through you, and makes your legs weak. One touch and you’re already going crazy, cute guys can be a curse sometimes. “Kageyama.”

You blush once you realize you’ve been holding his hand for way too long. “Sorry if this is weird to ask, but would you wanna, uh, maybe,” gosh you sound crazy, “meet up sometime?” Your immediate thought is he thinks you’re weird. Just now learned of his name and already asking to see him again. But this was your only chance, hopefully he understands that.

Kageyama chokes on the air a bit, totally not believing what’s happening. A pretty girl wants to hang out with him? Make time for him? Yep, this is a dream. He’ll be waking up any second now. His eyes are stuck on you, wide, and his mouth is slightly parted.

“Oh, nevermind. I’m sorry.” He’d been in his head too deep instead of answering your question. Pure embarrassment is on your face. “No, No! I’m sorry, I was just, uh,” he takes a deep breath and puts on a smile, “yes, i’d like to do that sometime.” There’s a huge smile on your face as you pull your phone out, “Well here, put your number in my phone.”

The team nearly yells when they see you hand Kageyama your phone. “I bet he’s giving her his number!” Sugawara says with a smirk on his lips. As soon as Kageyama tells you his goodbyes, he sees his friends nearly jumping up and down. “Did you give her your digits?!” Hinata yells, and you can hear it from where you stand.

A blush creeps onto the setters face, but tries to hide it with an annoyed look. “Mind your business,” is all he says. The boys ruffle at his hair and push him around a bit, making kissy noises all the way to the bus. It doesn’t let up until a few minutes into the ride when everyone’s knocked out. Kageyama’s phone vibrates in his pocket, waking him from his half-asleep state.

Hey, it’s y/n

[sasarahsunshine]

can you do the “our shirt” prompt with hotchreid ??

(First ever HotchReid fic/blurb here we gooo!) Prompt #1 from here  TW: hints towards smut, mostly fluff/soft feels. let me know if anything needs to be tagged.

This little thing they had going on was oftentimes the only positive light they could see during the week. Thing wasn’t a right word for it, but Aaron wasn’t exactly sure what the thing was. Attraction? Yes. A relationship? He didn’t know. Neither of them had explicitly stated that was what this was. Neither had asked for more than what it currently was. 

But did he want it to be more? He didn’t know that either. 

Whatever it was, the only rule they had was it had to stay secret. The rest of the team didn’t need to know: it wasn’t their business. It was Hotch and Reid’s private life, so private it would stay. At least, until they knew what they wanted from it. Because if it did become something more, then the team would need to know. But until then, Hotch was secretly prideful of keeping Reid all to himself. 

“Possessive,” Reid told him once, his brown hair framing his face as the morning sun illuminated his thin figure, his pale skin barely covered by the bedsheets. When it came to the beautiful man that Spencer Reid was, Aaron Hotchner didn’t mind being a bit possessive. It wasn’t exactly a trait he liked about himself, but with Reid, he couldn’t help it. 

Reid had stayed over again last night. This was becoming a more common occurrence when they were home, and although Hotch didn’t mind, he was growing concerned that the younger man was with him more often than not. It would only be a matter of time before someone else noticed this too. They worked with a team of professional profilers, after all. 

So, trying to pretend that they were most definitely not sleeping together almost every night, Hotch and Reid still came to work at separate times via different travel methods. Reid took the metro, Hotch drove. 

It was hard leaving Reid to walk to the subway this morning on his own, especially with his hair a disheveled mess, his lips still pink and slightly swollen from their heated night. His sleep-shirt hanging off his thin frame as he stood in the doorway, waving goodbye, “See you at the office, Aaron,” he said with a small, sleepy smile.

Hotch’s thoughts were swimming with that image as he stood in the conference room, a file opened in his hand that he wasn’t really looking at. His eyes were unfocused, his mind back in his bedroom with Spencer. The softness of his brown eyes as they fell onto the bed, lips connecting for the millionth time but still tasting like the first. Fireworks exploding behind their heated kiss, sparks crackling through their bodies. 

He had to pull his focus back to the present when he heard JJ greeting Reid, the young doctor stammering as he set his satchel down, “Sorry I’m late. I missed the first train and had to wait an extra 8 minutes for the second.”

“Don’t make it a habit, Reid-” Hotch started to say, his stern persona in place at work, but he stopped. His eyes narrowed at Reid’s attire, glancing him up and down. The next words came out before he could stop himself, “Is that my shirt?”

Reid looked down at himself, a white button-up adorning his chest that was most definitely a little too big for him. He had tried to hide that fact by tucking it in, but clearly, it was to no avail. It had become a bit of a habit to wear Hotch’s larger shirts when he stayed over the weekend. Especially after he noticed the gleam of arousal that would come to Hotch’s eye when he saw him wearing his clothes (and extra especially with nothing else on). He glanced back up at Hotch, his own words also rushing from him before he could think, “You mean our shirt?” Because, honestly, they had both worn this shirt several times now. Just not at work.

Morgan coughed after he took a sip of his coffee, the hot beverage spilling on the table as he spat it out, “What?” He croaked. 

Hotch closed his eyes, trying to ground himself, the feeling of heat rising up his neck and blossoming over his face. Oh great, he was blushing. When he opened his eyes again, he looked right at Reid, who was redder than a tomato. Rossi was just grinning, idly rocking back in his chair, “You wanna tell us something, Aaron?” The rest of the team was looking at him expectantly. 

With a sigh, Hotch ran his hand over his forehead, “Not really,” he mumbled. 

“Oh, Jeez,” Emily rolled her eyes, “We already know. You might as well just admit it, so we don’t have to tiptoe around you two anymore.”

“You know?” Reid squeaked, his eyes practically bugging out of his head. Morgan shot a look between him and Emily, “You knew? I didn’t! What is going on?” He didn’t care to clean up his coffee mess. 

Emily shrugged, “Okay, well Rossi, JJ, and I knew. We were betting on how long it would take before you guys came clean.”

Hotch pinched the bridge of his nose, “Just, get out. Reid, you and I need to talk.”

Rossi smirked, standing as slowly as he could while the girls filed out (and Morgan seemed frozen to his spot), “Just clean up when you’re done in here.”

“Rossi!” Reid’s voice cracked as he hid his face under his hands. This wasn’t happening, this wasn’t happening!

Rossi had to tug on Morgan’s arm to force him out of his daze, making him follow. They closed the door behind them, leaving Hotch and Reid alone at the round table. Hotch cleared his throat after a moment, moving closer to his... lover? He sat down across from him, his hands folded neatly. with his elbows on his knees.

“Do you want this to end?” He asked after a beat, looking into Reid’s eyes. Reid furrowed his brow, his blush lightening just a little, “What?”

“Now that the team knows. Do you want to end it? I won’t blame you, nor will I be mad if you-”

“Aaron,” Reid took Hotch’s hands into his own, his eyes just as soft as they were that morning, “I don’t want this to end. I want... more, actually. I just didn’t know how to ask for it.”

Hotch closed his mouth to keep his jaw from hitting the floor. What? Really? Reid continued, his thumb running over Hotch’s pulse point, “I’ve been staying with you because I like to. I like being close to you. Being with you. Um, if that’s what you want?”

Hotch blinked, taken aback by this. Yes.

“You’re sure? That you want this to be more? Especially now that our only rule has been broken?” He searched the younger mans eyes, looking for doubt, guilt, deciet. He didn’t find any.

“I’m sure. If you are?”

“Yes.” He didn’t need to think twice, taking Reid’s face into his hands and bringing their lips together in a tender kiss, much like the one they shared when they woke up, but this was different. This time there was a word to go with it. A word for the thing they had between them. Passion. Love. A real relationship.

[ppersonna]

kiss it better - ksj | m

been waiting on that sunshine boy, i think i need that back.  can't do it like that. no one else gonna get it like that. - kiss it better, rihanna

↳ summary- your best friend Kim Seokjin makes you an offer you can’t refuse

↳ rating- explicit / 18+

↳ word count- 3.7k

↳ pairing- seokjin x reader

↳ genre- smut, comedy, fluff

↳ warnings- oral sex (f receiving), fingering, finger sucking, dirty talk, daddy kink, jin making really bad jokes at bad times.

↳ a/n- well hello there!  i hope you enjoy this!  this fic is a collab with @kookiesjoonies​ all about bad hookups being saved by BTS.  make sure you check out her yoongi fic HERE!  i hope you enjoy this little piece!  i love the visual of jin....well.... you get the idea HNNNGGG *vibrates in thot*.  feel free to message me, send me an ask, comment, throw a rock at me, whatever u wanna do i wanna engage w/ UUUUU.  LOVE YOU ALL! -lindy 

If you had to pinpoint a moment where it all started, where everything changed, it was the night you came home after another bad hook up left you nearly crying in your shared 2 bedroom apartment.  

Jin found you pouring an excessive amount of wine into a mug, on the verge of tears.

“Terrible date?” Your roommate asks as he leans against the door of the kitchen and motions with his head towards the gallon of alcohol you’re about to drink like it’s coffee.

“You can fucking say that again,” you grumble.  You will not cry—you’re forcing that mantra through your brain at whiplash speeds.  

“Jeez, how bad could it have been to make you wanna pound a keg of wine?” He jokes.  Your eyes level with his and he can see you’re not in the mood for comedy.  Another time, he supposes.

“Men,” you laugh with mirth.  “You and your stupid fucking dicks and no brains and all you care about is getting off.”  You’re fuming with anger, which given the situation is probably more than what is called for but you’re sure if the next hook up you manage doesn’t care to get you off, you will go absolutely wild.

“I’m still not grasping what’s wrong here,” he folds his arms over his chest and relaxes against the wood.  You’re clutching the wine glass—mug—but still not drinking it.

“I haven’t gotten off!” You exclaim with enough gusto that some wine spills out.  Jin rushes towards you and grabs a rag.  He knows you’re lethal in the kitchen.  Sticky for days.  

“You haven’t gotten off? Like they don’t make you cum?” He asks as he wipes up the harsh red liquid on the counter.  Your eyes watch his hands and for a second, a split second, you admire the tendons and veins moving under his skin as he cleans up your mess.

“Exactly.  It’s a one and done, get out of my bed sort of thing,” you huff.  “I’m not asking to be cuddled or whatever.  But can’t a girl at least get some oral?”

Jin stifles a laugh and wrings the rag out in the sink.  “How long has it been since someone made you cum?”

A wave of shame courses over you, but you’re not sure why.  Jin’s someone you trust.  It’s not like he thinks any less of you for fucking guys who don’t have a shred of decency. 

“I mean, I can make myself cum every night in my room,” Jin’s ears turn a slight shade of pink at this and you’re suddenly curious.  “But with a guy? Fuck, probably a year.  Looks like I pick the real winners.”

He’s silent, and it makes you feel nervous.  You can’t explain it—or rather you refuse to accept what you’ve been avoiding for a while.  That your eyes linger on your roommate’s form as he exits the shower with a towel around his waist, the broad expanse of his bare shoulders with water still running down his back.  The way he pushes his hair back when he’s tired.  That you’ve had more than one night of slipping your hands down your body with the image of him in mind.

It feels wrong.  It feels dirty to think of your best friend in such a way.  And yet, it thrills you even more.  

“I hope you don’t—... feel like I’m sleazy or something,” you murmur, buried in your newfound self-consciousness.  

He smiles up at you and leans over the counter, resting his head on his hands and watches you curiously.

“I could make you cum,” he offers.  It sounds like he’s offering to run errands for you, buy your lunch when you forget your wallet.  

It’s so simple that you’re stunned into silence.  Your brain skids to a halt to process what just escaped the mouth of your longtime best friend, roommate, confidant.  

He chuckles as he watches the gears try to turn in your mind.  “I’ve been told I’m great at oral.  Not to brag.  Just what I’ve heard.” The smirk on his lips definitely tells you he means to brag.

“You want--... to eat me out?” You ask incredulously.  He’s still staring at you like it’s no big deal, just another everyday event.  Best friends getting each other off.  You wash the dishes, he dries, then he’s buried tongue deep in your cunt? Is that how it works?

“You seem really upset, and as your friend, if I have the tools to fix it, why would I hold back?” He postulates.   You can’t help but agree with his theory.  Your heart is thumping soundly in your chest.  Is it just a friendly thing?  Is he offering out of the goodness of his heart or is there something more?  Are you willing to let your pussy win out and get the pleasure at the sake of getting your heart broken? 

It doesn’t take long to decide.

Fuck yes you are.

“Okay,” you agree. “Are we going to fuck too?” You ask as you wash your hands of any remaining wine.  You haven’t drunk a sip and you still feel tipsy and lightheaded.

“Do you want to fuck?” He narrows his eyes at you in playful suspicion.  

It makes you blush.  “I—I’d like to…” you’re suddenly shy and you can tell it thrills Jin to see you thrown off your game.

“Then let’s fuck, baby girl,” he smirks as he pushes up from the counter top he rested on moments ago.  

“Your place or mine?”  His joke is stupid, but it makes you laugh, anyway.

“Knowing your disgusting ass, your bed is covered in god know’s what.  Mine, please.”

He tuts and walks behind you down the hallway, hand resting gently at your back. 

“Is that any way to talk to your best friend? The one who’s going to eat you out until you’re crying for more?”  His words send a shiver down your spine, and he knows exactly what he’s doing.

“Well, fuck—when you put it that way…” you trail off.  

Your bedroom has never felt more foreign to you in your life.  It’s the same as it always is.  Queen-size bed, photos on the wall, messy laundry in the corner spilling out of the hamper.  But now you’re in it with Jin.  You’re in it with Jin because he’s promised you at least one orgasm and you’re sure he will try for more, knowing his ego.

“Welcome,” you gesture nervously as you sit on the bed.  

He rolls his eyes.  “Stop acting weird,” he chides. “It’s me, you don’t have to be weird around me.”  He’s pressing you down towards the pillows to relax.

You want to retort it’s exactly why you’re acting weird.  The man you play drunk Monopoly at 3 am with is pressing into you now like he wants to eat you for hours.  He’s seen you crying, held your hair back while you puked, heard or witnessed your most embarrassing moments.  And now he’s about to fuck you stupid.

You allow your body to relax against all the sirens in your brain telling you this is weird, this is fucked up, you’ll regret it.  The blood is rushing out of your frontal cortex and towards your lower half, making your pussy drunk on anything Seokjin can give you.

He smiles as he sees your body relax into the comforter on your bed and he places a hand on your cheek.

“See?  Easy peasy.”  You roll your eyes and he chuckles.  You want to comment, tell him he’s a fucking idiot like you always do when he says something cheesy, but he beats you to the punch and presses his lips against yours gently.

You’ve always wondered what his lips would feel like against your own. He tastes like peppermint. Idly, you realize you’ve always associated Jin with the taste of warm, smoky vanilla, but now that you’re here with your tongue swirling around his, the peppermint makes sense. It suits him. 

He kisses you tenderly. It’s not the rushed kiss of a quick hookup. It’s not the passionate kiss of long-lost lovers.  It’s the sweet, compassionate kiss—the kind that wants to make you feel like nothing is wrong in the world.  Your heart stutters and leaps into your throat as he cups a cheek in his embrace and rubs the delicate skin there with a thumb. 

The kiss is finished too soon for your liking. He’s pulling away and smiling down at you. His eyes sparkle with something you can’t quite put your finger on but it makes you feel lit up like Christmas. 

“I hear I’m an excellent kisser too,” he smirks down at you and the moment is lost. “Would you agree?” 

You roll your eyes. “God, I can’t believe you,” you sigh. “You’re hopeless.” 

He tugs on the hem of your shirt, indicating he means to take it off.  You tense for a moment. It seems you’ve stupidly forgotten you should be naked for this act. You’re about to be naked and laid bare in front of your best friend who you’ve harbored an inkling of a crush on. He’s about to see your most vulnerable side. Could you trust him? What if he mentioned the freckle above your ass? What if he pointed out something wrong with your body?  A wave of uncertainty washes over you. 

Jin pulls your shirt off easily and gently. He tosses it toward your ever-growing laundry pile and turns his attention back to you. You’re still in a nice, pretty bra from the hookup and Jin’s eyes are captivated.  The cocky smirk is wiped off his lips, and instead he gapes. Your breasts are encased in creamy red satin and he sits up straighter and can’t break his gaze. 

“Wow,” he breathes, and it makes your cheeks heat. 

“Sorry, I know it’s too much, I can just—,”

He cuts you off with a finger to your lips. 

“I always knew you were pretty but, fuck—.. you’re a vision. You’re gorgeous.” 

You’re heating. The way your core clenches around nothing as Jin compliments you with all sincerity and no sense of humor like he does has your blood rushing.  

“Can I—,” he swallows as he attempts to steel himself. “Can I take it off?” 

You nod, too shy to impart any dialogue and assist him by lifting your back slightly to allow his hands space to un-clasp the lingerie. 

It falls away easily and you close your eyes as your full globes come free. You hear Jin’s breath catch and it’s silent. A few beats pass and you’re ready to end everything now, it’s too awkward, when a hand gently cups one and a thumb rubs over the nipple. It makes your spine tingle. 

You crack your eyes open and see Jin staring intently at your chest, following his thumb as it drags back and forth against the hardening nipple. 

“I think you have the prettiest tits I’ve ever seen in my life.” 

You want to argue and tell him he’s just saying that to be nice, but the retort dries up in your throat as he leans down and sucks a nipple into his mouth.  He tugs on it with the suction of his mouth and licks stripes against the bud. You moan loudly.  It feels like he’s praising you with his mouth. 

Jin takes his time.  You can tell he’s in no rush.  He suckles and presses kisses to your breasts with the same attention to detail he gives his culinary creations.  He massages each globe in his hands and alternates his lips back and forth between nipples.  He draws sweet sighs and moans from your lips and your fingers thread through his thick hair.

After his careful ministrations, he pulls up and smiles at you.  

“I’m not going to lie,” he starts. “I’ve wanted to do that for a long time.”

You feel like you’ve been slapped.  Kim Seokjin, your roommate and best friend, has wanted you? As much as you have wanted him? 

He can see you’re faltering for words and he shrugs.

“It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way.  It doesn’t have to change anything.”

His immediate dejection spurs you into action.

“I’ve wanted it for a long time too,” you reply.  “Jin, why would I agree to have sex with you if I wasn’t interested in being with you?”

He smirks a little and you know you’re in for a witty one-liner. 

“You wanted to take a ride on this wild stal-Jin.”

His grin is cocky, as it usually is, and as annoying as his jokes are, it loosens a knot of nerves inside you.  You had somehow convinced yourself Jin would be a completely unfamiliar person after this.  It seems that wouldn’t be the case. 

“Oh my god,” you groan.

His hands and mouth are roaming your chest and stomach, peppering the skin with kisses. He teases at your navel with his tongue and any irritation you felt at his terrible pun flies out the window as you feel a surge rush through your veins straight to your cunt. 

He fiddles with the button and fly on your jeans, the ones that hug your curves just perfectly. 

“Your ass looks good in these jeans,” he comments as he tugs them down. “Almost a shame to take them off. But I’d rather get a full uncensored view.”

You blush and lift your hips to allow him to pull your jeans off. Long legs are spread on the bed and a thong barely protects your modesty.  It’s already soaked, there’s no denying it when Jin steals a glance and cocks a coy smile. 

“Naughty,” he tsks jokingly. “Someone’s excited to get sucked by the Seok-master.” 

“Jesus Christ, Jin,” you sigh. “I hate you.” 

“I’d like you to try to say that again when I’m three fingers deep inside you with my tongue.” 

His words roll over you like a trail of fire. It clenches at your throat and sizzles down to your core. You can’t help but let a moan out and arch your back. 

“I thought so,” he smirks.  He fingers at the straps of your thong for a moment and then trails a finger down your slit.  It’s wet and warm, and he bites a lip. 

“Bet you’re real pretty here too. I think about what your pussy looks like a lot.” 

It’s sending you into an unfamiliar state of consciousness to hear Kim Seokjin say such illicit things about you—things you thought to be off-limits. 

“Bet it looks even prettier with your face buried in there.” A sly smile spreads on your own features, and Jin looks pleased. 

“That’s my fucking girl.” 

He tugs the black thong down and it joins the chaos on your bedroom floor. 

He’s here now. It’s real. It’s happening. His eyes are glued to your cunt, and a finger is tracing the outline of the lips there. 

“No one has ever made you cum from oral?” He asks again. He’s mystified by your center and he hasn’t even seen the full thing yet. 

A shuddering breath escapes you as you confirm. “No, no one ever has.” 

He sucks his teeth for a moment and remains silent.  His fingers slowly slide in to spread you open lewdly, displaying your clit like the grand prize behind the curtain. 

“I’ll make sure you get off every single night,” he promises. “No more hooking up with assholes.  All mine, okay? Just like you always should have been.” 

It’s hard to breathe as you feel his fingers achingly close to your clit and you’re sure your channel is weeping with desire. 

“Okay, Jinnie,” you murmur. 

“It’s daddy, now, baby.” 

It feels like the world stops and you whimper with need. 

“Please, daddy,” you cry. “I need you.” 

“I can tell, baby. Your poor little pussy hasn’t been shown the love it deserves, hm?” He asks. He still refuses to move any closer to where you need. “You need daddy, don’t you? You need someone who will worship this cunt.” 

The air in your lungs is sucked out with vacuum-like force. 

He lowers himself to lie between your legs, face close to your center. He spreads your legs further, almost on the verge of discomfort, and wraps his arms under your thighs and grips at the tops to keep you spread. 

Suddenly, he’s pressing his face into you and a tongue darts into your channel and laves around.  Your eyes roll back in your head at the feeling.  

He’s testing the waters, per se, and getting a taste of you. He wants to know what spots drive you crazy.  Are you solely a clitoral stimulation girl or do you need the feeling of something filling you tight and deep too? He hopes to learn every single aspect about your cunt before the night is over.  

He watches your facial expression as he licks from your walls and up to your clit. Your face contorts in ecstasy as the tip of his tongue flicks quickly on the nub. You’re gasping with desperation, singing his praises as he suckles and rub at your button with his tongue.  

You taste delicious; he notes. Earthy, but still sweet like nectar. He thinks maybe your body was tuned to be his. 

He spends time there, and it drives you mad. He’s sucking and flicking and dipping his tongue inside you and you feel a sense of euphoria no man has given you.  Jin’s pillowy plush lips apply just the right pressure to your clit, kiss it so sweetly you might cry as he then inserts himself to lap up your juices. He drinks as if he’s dehydrated of you, only you, and if he doesn’t get more, he’ll perish. 

“Jin—.. daddy, fuck,” you correct your mistake and it makes him chuckle against you. 

“Good girl,” he coos. He pulls an arm out from between your thighs and sucks two of his fingers into his mouth, a disgusting display for you that has you nearly cumming right there. 

After he determines you tortured and his fingers slicked enough, he moves forward again and slides said fingers up into you. Your back arches again and Jin smirks.  You’re a penetration girl just as much as you are a clit girl, and Jin knows he has you hook, line and sinker.  He’s unlocked your formula and plans to see it to your very end. 

“Look at you,” he murmurs adoringly as he fucks in and out of you. “So nice and wet for daddy. Getting my fingers so slick.” He groans. His cock is hardening rapidly, and he moves his hips on the bed for some stimulation. “I can’t wait to fuck this sweet little hole. I’m going to be the only one who ever makes you cum, and I will always make sure you fucking cum.” He promises.  

You’re whimpering with a pleasant mixture of need and satisfaction as he thrusts his digits into you. Jin’s taking his time, which leaves you breathless, gasping for more and more. You want to be greedy and tell him to take you now, so hard and fast, but you want to make this last forever. Your pussy has never felt so alive and vibrant with desire as it does right now. 

Jin returns to his post, mouth firmly attached to your clit as he picks up a pace with his fingers.  He’s suckling again at your nub and you find it’s the perfect amount of pressure that has your vision darkening around the edges.  An impossible tight string is winding so tightly inside you and you feel it threaten to collapse your entire body.  

You allow your waning attention to focus on Jin for a moment, and you realize how he truly looks in his element.  It looks as if Jin should have been the one between your thighs this whole time.  You thought maybe this would feel wrong and perverse.  Instead, it feels as if you two have finally slipped together and fit into the picture perfectly, instead of trying to jam into spots not meant for either of you. 

It’s heady to think of him like this, your best friend who knows everything about you.  It makes sense now—it was always meant to be him in your life.  You’ve always wanted him to be the one who simultaneously makes you laugh and cum.  He was always meant to be the one for you; it just took until now to really understand it.

Jin picks up the pace again, and it washes away your thoughts as you feel him increase the speed and pressure of his tongue in time with his fingers.  His eyes are closed and he’s focused on this like it’s his destiny.  Your legs quiver in anticipation as the tightness pulls more, pulls harder and your cunt tightens around his fingers.  

It snaps the string inside you and your mental capacity.  All you feel is bliss as your body unravels at his hand.  Your channel pulses around him and he grins as he feels the clenching and hears your sweet and agonized moans.   You’re incapable of any coherent thought except Jin, Jin, Jin and how deliciously sweet he has made you feel and the ecstasy he has wrought out of you.

He allows you a moment to settle down from your high and pulls his fingers from you.  He presses a chaste kiss to your clit which makes you squeak at the over stimulation.

As you come back to life, panting breath slowing, he sits up on his knees and smiles at you.

“So, are all the rumors true?  Am I good?”  He looks smug and as much as you want to slap it off him, you can’t when he’s covered in your slick and looking incredibly sexy while doing so.

“Yeah, you’re good,” you breathe.   He grins back at you and moves to lay next to you on the bed.  You snuggle up beside him and throw your arm and leg over him.  It feels as if you’ve been doing this for years, as if this isn’t the first time you’re being intimate with your best friend of two decades.

After your breath settles completely, he looks over at you with a smile.

“You ready for round two?” He asks.

You’re moving and straddling his hips, rubbing against the hard length in his jeans.

“You know it, daddy.”

His hands quickly move to unbutton his jeans and shove them down and off his body.

“Well,” he quips with his signature grin. “We better get down to Jin’s-ness.”

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[shapiros]

TASK 05. JOB INTERVIEW.

Blair looks disinterested. She’s not disinterested at all, of course, she’s memorizing every detail of the room, noticing every little thing that Jennifer has changed to make the office ‘hers’ instead of Jerry’s, but on the surface, she maintains a distinct air of nonchalance. She sits down, fumbling in her jacket pocket for a cigarette.

“I’d prefer if you didn’t smoke in here, Miss Shapiro.”

“Blair.”

“I’d prefer if you didn’t smoke in here, Blair.”

Blair shrugs. So, that’s how things are going to be around here.

“Sorry,” Blair looks forlorn, “guess it’s just . . . muscle memory or something. When we had a meeting or something, Jer and I used to always, you know.” Her eyes are sad, wistful, and she seems to struggle to make eye contact with Jennifer. “Did you know that about him? Crazy chainsmoker. Used to joke that cancer was gonna kill him, but . . . hey. Goes to show we never know how we’re gonna go, right?” Her smile is sad and she sniffs once, presses her lips together. “Anyways, I totally get it, Ms. Gordon. Just going to take some getting used to.”

“Of course,” a long pause, “I guess it’s okay for today.”

Blair restrains a real smile, nodding. Hook, line, and sinker. Truthfully, she could care less about playing the ‘dead Jerry card’ for a cigarette. That’s not what that was about. She was testing Jennifer, seeing which buttons were press-able and where she might bend. Blair had a hunch that guilt over not knowing her brother in his final years might just be one of them, and Blair files that away in her memory bank for later use. She might’ve nearly flunked every math class, but she knows people, and she likes to get what she wants. 

“Thanks, Jen. Can I call you that?” Blair asks, lighting her cigarette before waiting for an answer, leaning back in the seat with a relaxed confidence. “Let’s get started.”

“Yeah, okay. Can you tell me a little about yourself?”

“Oh, jeez,” Blair laughs, running her free hand through her dark, tangled hair, tousling it. “Are you serious?”

This makes Jennifer smile. “I know it’s typical, but I’m being genuine. If you work for me, I just want to get to know you.”

“Okay, okay. Well, the basics – I grew up here, just down the street on Pleasant. It’s like, five minutes by bike. I started working here in high school, I used to bum around here so much trying to afford music that Jerry eventually offered me a job. He was good at that, picking up on customers that were good at talking about music and could probably sell it. Probably helped that my sister used to work here, too,” Blair explains, pausing in the middle to take a drag of her cigarette. She notices the baggie that Jerry put over the smoke detector isn’t there now, but tries not to stress about it. “I moved to LA for a few years, but. . . I honestly missed it here. Acting was fun, did a couple pilots, but it was not my passion – totally boring. Guess I’m still trying to figure out what I like. So, I came back just in time for the fun, right when I was really needed around here. Things have a way of working themselves out.” As if she really pitched in when Jerry left, but hey, Jennifer doesn’t know how useful or un-useful Blair actually was.

“Yeah, can you tell me more about that? How did your role change?”

Blair nods. She hadn’t expected Jennifer to ask for details, but this woman is a little bolder than Blair had initially given her credit for. The willingness to ask the hard questions is respectable, even if it’s a bit annoying. Blair wonders if it’s out of more than business – if she’s trying to get to know her estranged brother in any way possible. “Well, I’m not really a math person, so they left me out of all that. But that’s not ‘cause I’m lazy. I’m dyslexic,” Blair explains, though she is also lazy.

“But I picked up a ton of extra shifts, came in early to deal with deliveries, you know, just tried to pick up a lot of extra slack and make it easier on people. Some people were really freaked, but . . . I dunno, I always figured he was fine or he’d turn back up, I mean, I’ve made my escapes from this town before and, well, you have too. You get it. I understood why he might run away without a word, but that wasn’t the case with him, I guess,” Blair shrugs, “but I’m not the type to shut down.”

Jennifer nods and sits back, starts scribbling something in a notebook. Blair resists the urge to lean forward and snoop, though vaguely uncomfortable with someone taking notes on her. She’ll probably wind up sneaking back into Jennifer’s office later to read it, because she can’t stand the ominous nature of it all. She needs to know where she stands.

“What was it about the way Jerry ran things that made this place great?”

Damn, just as Blair thought. Though it gives her some comfort that this interview is definitely more of a formality. There’s no way Jennifer would drag up all this nonsense about Jerry Gordon and then not give her a call back, you can’t just drag up some trauma out of curiosity and then not give a girl a job. Jennifer seems like too nice of a lady. 

Blair ashes her cigarette and nods. “I don’t really know what you want from me when you ask that. Do you want some cheesy answer about his love for music, or how much he cared about us or something?” she raises an eyebrow, then shakes her head with a scoff.

“Nah, you strike me as smarter than that bullshit,” Blair flatters Jennifer a little, because hey, she still needs this fucking job. Pretty much guaranteed or not. So, it’s time to make her pitch – and it’s the best one that she’s got, even if she’s coming up with words on the spot.

“He wasn’t an awesome boss, by any means. I’ve sure you’ve seen the way he kept books, the guy would miss work all the time, fuck up a shipment, whatever. Honestly, this place should’ve been shut down years ago. This place is great ‘cause of us. The nobodies that work here, y’know? We’ve actually found something to give a shit about in this dumpster fire of a town, and we’ve made it good. That’s how this place is still standing. Jerry was just great, ‘cause, well . . .” Blair smiles softly this time, finding some truth in her words, the best way to bring it all home. She leans in closer, leveling with Jennifer, “he’s the one that brought us all together. But it’s us that made this place fuckin’ great. And we can do it again, if you’ll let us.”

[retroellie]

The Last of Us Headcannons

Summary: Headcannons about TLOU2 characters 

A/N: I’m sorry I haven’t posted in a bit, I’ve ben stressed so I thought I’d write for my comfort characters lmao 

Warnings: Slight NSFW mentions, TLOU2 spoilers 

Word count: 2.4K

Ellie

-This girl is the best girlfriend i swear

-She will always tell you she loves you when she leaves or even if she goes into the other room

-She’s lost a lot of people so she’s always telling you how much she loves you just in case

-Helping her when she has nightmares, especially after joel's death

-”Please don’t leave me.”

-“Ellie, I’m not going anywhere.” 

-She’s definitely a lover of old music

-80s and early 90s was definitely her favorite eras music and movies wise

-Gifting her records you found in abandoned buildings

-She draws you a lot, especially when you aren’t paying attention

-One time she couldn’t sleep so she drew you, she thought you looked peaceful asleep. That drawing is probably her favorite she’s ever done.

-You basically live with her in the garage she lives in

-Winters are always cold in the garage so y’all are basically attached to each other

-You both are cuddled up watching movies with tons of blankets on

-This girl is horny all the time, like if yall are alone she’s on top of you

-Dancing together at the dances

-This girl is so clingy omfg

-Ellie worries about the looks and comment yall get when showing affection in public so she tends to tone down her clinginess

-Joel loves you, point blank period

-When ellie tells you what joel did for her, you didn’t know if you should be happy or sad

-They were gonna take ellie away from you, you probably would've done the same

-”My life would have mattered.”

-”Your life matters to me.”

-You tried to make her feel better about it though, telling her that there would still be bad people and infected in the world

-Neck kisses from the back, my heart is melting holy shit

-She asks maria to put you on routes with her cause mama you are not going without her

-Puns, just puns all the time and you love it

-Definitely calls you babe and baby, you always make fun of her for it but she knows you loves it

-Yall make fun of each other but it’s all in good fun she will never take it too far

Joel

-You’re this mans baby idc

-No one hurts you or they will get tracked down and their knee caps will be gone

-Joel knows full well you can take care of yourself but he just gets so mad

-This man is so soft for you

-He tries to spoil you the best way he can, going out of his way to get you presents from abandon stores

-Teaches you how to play guitar

-He will have you sit in his lap and play the chords

-”Is it sounding better?”

-He just nods and kisses along your back

-He will sing you to sleep if you ask him

-This man has shown you some good ass music, yall sometimes just lay in bed and listen to old records

-He loves the way you look in his shirts, this man melts or bends you over the kitchen table

-He doesn’t cry often but this man is hurt

-The first time you saw him cry was when he broke down to you about ellie and the fireflies and what he did

-It hurt him a lot to admit it but he was so relieved that he could let go and someone be on his side for once

-Tells you all about sarah and how she would like you

-”She would’ve loved you.”

-”Yeah, casue i’m the coolest.”

-”You're a nerd.” He chuckled out

-He would happily tell you about life before the infection, what it was like to not have to look over your shoulder all the time

-He would never tell you about his time in boston

-He didn’t want to scare you, so you never asked but you had a good idea of what happened because of tommy

-Slow dancing in the kitchen while dinner is on the stove

-Forehead kisses in the morning when he has to leave for rounds and your dead to the world

-Calls you Babygirl and princess, IDK HE JUST SEEMS LIKE THE TYPE OKAY

-His voice in the morning>>>>>>

-Will watch you dance from a far while at dances

-Takes you out on little dates, he doesn’t even care about the stares yall (The age gap)

-He is prepared for anything to happen so he loves you like it’s his last day

-Talks about having kids with you but is okay if you don’t want them, i mean he’s not sure if he wants another one but hell, He said he wasn’t going to date anymore but here we are

-If you want kids he doesn't care hold old he is, he will try and try and try to give you a child 

-”Damn it i got my period.” 

-”Well then I reckon we gotta try again, huh baby girl.” He says with a smirk 

-This man has a daddy kink and that’s all i gotta say about that umm anyways

-He is madly in love with you and he shows it, he has lost too many people and he has the mindset of “Good things don’t last forever”

Tommy

-I love this man with all my heart, he’s my baby

-He’s very caring and will hold you anytime you need to be held

-He just wants to help people and make the world a little easier for them so he overworks himself to the max trying to keep everything in jackson in order

-”Tommy, it’s 3 am and you got rounds in the morning. Come to bed.”

-”Yeah i'll be in there in a minute, i just gotta figure out the food supply situation.”

-Having to drag his ass to bed

-He loves cuddling, he loves feeling close to you

- Your the fighter of the relationship, tommy doesn’t like to fight if he doesn’t have too so he lets you deal with the violent stuff

-Although tommy loves his brother, he has a hard time forgiving him for the violence he exposed him too

-He feels very undeserving of you and everything good in his life., you have to constantly reassure him that he is a good person and is doing a great job

-He does have nightmares of being in Boston but you were always there for him, he was so thankful for you.

-He loves your cooking, like it can be the most simple thing ever and he’d be like 

-”This is the best Cereal i have ever had, who taught you to cook like this?”

-He has mommy issues, like his mother wasn’t really around so he has a lot of issues with that ig

-He is the best kisser i said what i said

-He’s very passionate and possessive, it’s cute

-He gives you his jackets all the time, he thinks you look so cute in them

- This man is literally the softest i can’t

-He doesn’t cut his hair just because one time you told him you liked it long

-”Jeez honey, your hair is getting pretty long.”

-”Shoot, do I need to cut it again.”

-”No...I like it long, it flatters your face.”

-”I will literally never touch my hair again ever again now that you said that, Okay”

-You have expanded this mans music taste

-He only ever listened to country cause i mean he’s a simple man but then you came along

-You got him a walkman just so he can listen to the music you recommend him

-He tells ellie all about you and asks her for help because he doesn’t want to mess up anything

-He’s not good in relationships and he believes he’s not a very attractive man so he doesn’t really try but he sees himself marrying you

-Spoiler he asks you to marry him because he can’t see himself without you, he doesn’t want to imagine how the world would be so dark without you in it

-He’s not into cute nicknames so he’ll just call you honey

-After joel's death, he was broken and you didn’t think you can even put him back together, but your willing to try

Dina

-I think you would be dina’s first girlfriend but she would love you with all her heart 

-She kissed you at the dance and everything kinda clicked from there 

-She would sneak over to you house in the middle of the night 

-”Jesus, i could've killed you.”

-”But you didn’t silly, come on i’m cold lemme in.” 

-”You're gonna be the death of me dina.” 

-Your rounds with her were never boring, it was always an adventure with her 

-Making out behind building because she couldn’t wait till yall got home 

-This girl will tease you until your bright read in the face

-She will definitely love kissing you, like she will just randomly kiss you 

-She will try to smash you literally anywhere, when she’s wanting to do the nasty it doesn’t matter where you are she will pull you into a random room or bathroom

-She never bores you in bed too, she’s always up to do new things especially since your her first girlfriend 

-When she found out she was pregnant she wanted to give this child the best life so yall decided to move out into a farmhouse 

- Having a kid didn’t really change how she loves you

-She’s still crazy and wild but now she just has a kid on her hip

-You guys were co parents so you both would hunt and take care of JJ 

-You guys would do almost anything to make that kid laugh even if that was dancing like lunatics for an hour straight 

-You guys almost never get alone time so just laying in bed without the kid felt nice 

-Yall are cottagecore lesbians idc, yall are the best parents and i said what i said 

-From behind hugs and kisses, she will grab your hips and kiss your neck until you have no choice but to rip her clothes off 

-Vintage records and slow dancing with JJ 

-I feel like being in a relationship with dina feels like a vintage song about love 

-There's lots of dancing in this relationship because dina loves dancing 

-She’s always afraid that you will feel left out in the family though since your not JJs real parent but you always tell her you don’t mind and you love JJ just like how Jesse would 

-She finds it so hot when your all protective parent when it comes to JJ, as soon as he falls asleep mama yall wont get any sleep 

-Yall are the best parents, dina will fight anyone who hurts JJ and you make him feel loved 

-When he gets older you guys try to tell him about Jesse without making you seem like the outsider of the family if that makes sense 

-Taking care of the animals and plants as a family and reading books about how to while laying in bed 

-Dina makes the best food and she tries to teach you but it just doesn’t add up to what she does 

-Okay we don’t know much about her sister but by the picture we saw she looks hella cool and i think you would be like best friends with her 

Jesse 

- yall sleep on this man i swear, so this one is to all my jesse stans are there 

-He’s kinky, that’s all 

-He knows he’s hot and he’s super cocky about it 

-He’s not much of a cuddler ngl but he will fall asleep and wake up spooning you 

-Your really close to his mom, like she loves you so much 

-He’s very reckless and your kinda the opposite so you kinda tone him down abit so you think that’s why his mom likes you so much 

-Jesse isn’t much of a dancer and he doesn’t really listen to music but he does like to play video games 

-You always pick him up video games randomly and gets so excited 

-You force him to dance with you at dances and he’s so awkward about it 

-”I hate this.” 

-”Awe you love it.” 

-Always trying to grope you while dancing, like will have his hands on your ass and theres kids behind you like sir stoppp but like keep going 

-”Hey! watch those hands.” 

-”I have no idea what your talking about”

-You and dina are pretty good friends like even after their weird relationship, she’s happy for the both of you 

-Okay so let's pretend jesse didn’t die and he is alive and well 

-When he finds out dina is pregnant he freaks out, he’s still pretty young so he’s terrified he won’t be good enough 

-When the baby comes though he’s so excited, when he’s in the infirmary with dina your happy for him but you can’t help but feel an outsider 

-Dina is so sweet and tries to make you feel better 

-”You're gonna be the coolest step parent ever. I’m glad my son gets such a badass step mom damn.” 

-Dina does move out of jackson still though so yall only get JJ every other week, that was the agreement 

-He cooks in the morning for you and JJ while yall are laying in bed 

-I’m sorry but he’s literally the coolest dad, his entire life changes because of that kid 

-When JJ leaves to go over to his moms house Jesse won’t let you get out of bed, this mf hasn’t got any in a week

-He gets a bunch of cook books so he can better his ability to cook for little JJ 

-You guys decorate JJs room together and it’s the cutest thing ever 

-He takes you to romantic places in the abandon city when yall are on rounds together 

-Jesse has a lot of friends but he would much rather hang out with you 

-Yall call each other stupid and dumb a lot but it’s never used as an insult its just for fun 

-”Damn it, why do i always get the nasty ones.” 

-”Because your stupid, dummy.” 

-”That’s right, i forgot.” 

-Your guys bed is never made, you guys don’t even bother at this point. Like either the kid messes it up or you guys mess it up so what's the point 

-He picks you up when he hugs you, literally pick you up from the waist and lift you up 

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[confessionsofacougar]

James and Mum part 2

Later that afternoon, James was lying on the bed playing Xbox when his mum came in, sat on the bed, and began unfastening his shorts. "Mum?" he said. She smiled at him as she pulled his shorts down, exposing his cock. "Honey, after what happened this morning, I realized that you need more than our usual once-a-day 'treatment.'" She immediately bent down and took his entire soft cock into her mouth. He quickly hardened as she worked on him, and in no time at all she had him moaning and bucking on the bed and shooting his cum into her soft, warm mouth. She looked up at him and let her mouth open a little, and he could see that she was swirling a mouthful of his cum around with her tongue. She closed her eyes and swallowed, then licked her lips and looked at him and smiled. "Wow, Mum, thanks!" he said. "But..." "But what, Sweetie?" "It's just not as much fun when you're dressed. I really like looking at your body." "Oh. Well, I can fix that pretty fast." She stood up, took off her clothes, then laid back down next to him. James turned to spoon into her, and she pushed her butt back against him. "James, I want you to know that any time you want me to get you off, I'll be there for you. Hand job, blow job... whatever. As many times a day as you need." For the first time, he reached around her and put his hands over her beautiful tits. His cock started to harden again. "Mmmm, nice!" she said. She snuggled back even tighter against him, pressing his cock against her ass crack. He played with both of her tits, paying special attention to her hard nipples. One of his hands moved down and began gently stroking her pussy lips. She moaned and ground her ass against his hard cock. "Mum, it's okay for me to be touching you like this, right?" She sighed, then turned in bed to face him. "No, Sweetie. None of what we've been doing lately is right." "But I just meant..." "I know but let me explain. What we've been doing is called 'incest.' Do you know that word?" "Yeah," he said. "Our society believes that incest is wrong, mostly because people are afraid that if parents and their kids have sex, it'll mess up the kids' heads." "I know," he said. "We learned that in school. That won't happen to me, Mum." "I know, James. You're a lot like me." James waited. "Just hear me out. I first started having sex when I was 16. It wasn’t something I enjoyed until I was much older. Now, I’m afraid I’m a bit of a nympho, Sweetie. I have to have it all the time." Mum frowned. "I’ve hidden it from you because I didn’t want you exposed to that side of me. But seeing your beautiful naked body and your big fat hard cock fired up that part of me, James and brought it out in the open." James was a little shocked by all of this.

"I woke up a little at a time. First, you showed off that gorgeous body to me every morning, and I told myself that it was okay and healthy. Then you wanted to see me naked, and I convinced myself that that was okay, too. Then when I caught you masturbating, I really wanted to do it for you and you made that easy for me. Just a mother who loves her son and wants to give him some relief and pleasure – nothing wrong with that, right?"

"You bet, Mum!" "But I love sucking cock, so I just had to have yours in my mouth. It was easy to rationalize moving from jerking you off to sucking down your cum: same result, only we were both getting what we wanted, you see?" "Sure, Mum." Her dirty talk was really turning him on. She rolled over onto her back and stared up at the ceiling. "Today when you made me cum though, it became clear to me that what I really want is for you to fuck me. I need your hard young cock deep down inside of me, and I need it now. Can you do that, Sweetie? Can you fuck your mother without screwing up your brain?"

"Oh Mum..." he rolled onto her and kissed her deeply and passionately. "I've been desperate to fuck you for so long, but I've been afraid to even touch you!"

She kissed him and held him to her. "Don't be afraid, James. You can touch me anywhere and do anything you want to me. But right now, I need you inside me." She reached between them and grabbed his hard on and positioned the head of it against her very wet pussy lips. "Have you had sex before, Sweetie?" James was trembling as he felt her lubing his cock with her pussy juices. "Sure, Mum, a few times, but... I'm afraid I'm not very good at it." She chuckled. "Oh, trust me, you'll be fine. And we'll both get better with practice. And, we'll be practicing quite a lot, I think. I have to warn you, though: I’m into some pretty strange things. Ready?" As she said this, she pushed up a little bit, and the head of his dick pushed between the soft, wet folds of her pussy lips. They both grunted at the same time. "Oh, yeah!" James whispered as he felt his thick young cock stretching her. "Jeez, Mum, you're so tight... tighter than anyone else I’ve been with!" "That's nothing," she said. "Hang on..." She grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled him down onto her, and his full 8 inches plunged into her cunt. The feeling was indescribable. She was so tight that his entire dick felt encased in a hot, slick vise. She started a low moan that quickly rose in volume and pitch. He could feel her muscles rippling around him.

He started moving his hips, slowly working up to a good rhythm. She started bucking her hips up to meet his, twice as fast as he was moving.

James got the idea. He started moving faster, really slamming into her, pistoning his cock in and out, grinding his pubic bone against hers as he continually banged against her cervix. After a while he could feel her vagina contracting around his cock, and her juices spurting out, coating him. The vise-like feeling increased, and he didn't know how long he could hold out, but he kept slamming into her. Sweat began to drip from his forehead onto her face. "Yes, YES!!" she screamed. "GOD, OH GOD JAMES!! FUCK ME BABY, OH GOD, OHGODOHGOD, AAAAAAGH!!!" Her vocalization was constant now, a mixture of moaning, screaming, and filthy talk, and her fingernails dug into his back. James couldn't believe that this woman was his own, sweet mother! James sucked and nibbled both of her nipples as he continued pounding into her, and then finally felt the approach of his own orgasm. "Mum, I'm going to cum." James started to pull out of her, but she grabbed his ass and pulled him to her. "NO!! Don't you dare pull out, DON'T YOU DARE! I need to feel you cum inside of me, James, I need it!!" She wrapped her legs tightly around him and began to buck up against him even faster, milking his dick, willing him to cum. "OK, Mum, here it is... right now... Unngh. Ahhh! AHHH!! Oh God, Mum! OHHHH!! I'M CUMMING!!" James closed his eyes and rode the waves of his orgasm. It felt as though he were pumping gallons of cum into his Mum. The sensation was incredible; he almost passed out from the pleasure of it. "YES, BABY, YES!!" she screamed. "CUM FOR MUMMY!! CUM WITH ME, BABY!! OH, GOD, YES, I CAN FEEL YOU CUMMING INSIDE ME!!!" Finally they were both spent. She stopped bucking against him, and he collapsed on top of her. They were both breathing raggedly, and with his chest pressed up against her sweaty tits, he could feel both of their hearts beating a mile a minute. Mum slowly regained her composure, and her eyes focused up onto his. "Oh, James, Sweetie, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to let myself go crazy like that. Did I hurt you at all?" "No Mum." "I know I was screaming for a while. Did I say anything too shocking?" "It was... different. But I liked it. I liked making you do it, Mum. Umm... did I make you cum?" She burst into laughter. James thought she was laughing at the thought that he'd be good enough to bring her to orgasm. His face burned, and he started to pull out of her, but she grabbed him and forced him to stay deep inside of her. "Sweetie, I'm sorry, I'm not laughing at you. You were, in a word, magnificent! You're a wonderful lover. I'm laughing because I was so close to cumming the second you jammed your cock into me. And I haven’t cum like that in ages. Weird huh?" James kissed her. "Not weird, Mum. Great. It's excellent that you can cum like that. I loved feeling it, and hearing it, and knowing that I was the one who did that for you." "You don't mind the screaming, Sweetie?" "No, Mum, it's a serious turn-on. Just thinking about it makes me want to do it again." "Great, Baby!" Her hand moved between them and encircled the base of his cock, and she started moving her hips.

“Mum, you said you were into some pretty weird things. What does that mean exactly?”

“Promise me you won’t be weirded out?”

“I promise. Tell me”….

Mum took a deep breath, then opened her mouth as if to speak, but closed it again. She looked at James.

“It’s okay Mum. I promise. Just tell me.”

He looked at her and nodded.

“Okay sweetie. Some of this may surprise you, and even shock you. tell me to stop if it gets too much.”

“Okay”

“Well I guess the first thing you should know is that I’m into younger men. A lot younger. Which is why I have never bought anyone home. I didn’t want you to see.”

“How young?”

“Not illegal. I’m not into children. But most of the guys I see have been around your age. Maybe 18 – 25.”

“Wow. My mums a MILF. And you’re my MILF. That’s hot!”

“You really think so?”

“Hell yeah! All those young guys out there that want a MILF and I have my very own. I think that’s really hot”

Mum laughed. “I’m glad you think so. So there’s that. I’m also into porn and I don’t mean watching it. I make it.”

James looked a little shocked. “You mean, you are in porn movies?”

“Not exactly. I’ve filmed myself with men. And I’ve got a porn account. I upload my videos onto it and people watch them. I like knowing that people are watching me.”

“Oh my god. Wow. Can I see them? Can we make some? How many do you have?” James fired the questions at her one after the other. He couldn’t believe his mum made sex videos! The thought of it made his cock twitch. He wanted to see her with other men. He couldn’t believe how turned on he was by her admission.

Mum laughed nervously. “You aren’t angry? Or shocked? Or horrified? You do realise what I just said, don’t you?”

“Hell yeah. And no. I’m none of those things. Mum, its so hot. You are beautiful and sexy. Why shouldn’t you show yourself off? I would really really like to see your vids and I meant it about making some too. I would love to make a video with you.”

“I would like that too, James. And yeah, I’ll show you my vids later on if you still want to.”

“I’ll want to. Definitely.”

“Okay well this is going better than I thought it would. The next thing I’m into is pee play. I like to have guys pee on me – on my breasts, my ass, my face, my stomach. I also like to have them pee in my mouth and in my pussy. And I like to pee on them too. I’ve peed in guys mouths before and on their bodies.”

James’s mouth fell open. He looked shocked yet excited. His eyes were wide and as he closed his mouth, it formed a huge smile. “I’m into that, too mum. I asked my ex-girlfriend to try it but she wouldn’t. She said it’s disgusting. I want to do that with you too.”

Mum looked at him. She could see his cock had got rock hard again and it was bouncing in time with his heart beat. She had expected him to be much more hesitant about her kinks. Very few men in her life had been okay with them. But here was her son – her 18 year old son – and he was turned on by her kinks and he wanted to try them with her. She felt a familiar tingle deep in her groin. Just talking about this with him was making her horny. She wanted him. But first she had to tell him the rest of it.

“I’m also into public sex. Beach, movies, shopping centres, planes. Anywhere. Anytime. And anal. I love anal sex. I also love eating ass and having mine eaten. I also enjoy playing with a guys ass. I’m into group sex. I like to have sex while my partner is watching. “

Mum paused and looked at James. He was smiling at her. He had put his hand on her hip as she lay facing him, and now he moved it down over her ass. He pulled her close and he kissed her. He pressed his body against hers and she could feel his hard cock pressed against her stomach. It was like granite. It felt rock hard. His tongue found its way into her mouth and they kissed passionately. He rolled her onto her back and positioned himself above her. He put his hand between them and found her pussy. It was so wet. He slid a finger inside her as he continued to kiss her. Mum grabbed his ass with one hand and pulled him close. She lifted her hips against him. He withdrew his finger and pressed the head of his cock between her lips. She grabbed his ass and pulled him down. He slid inside her. They both moaned. He pushed himself deep inside until his whole 8 inches was encased in her tight wet pussy.

Mum wrapped her legs around him as he started to fuck her. He grabbed both of her hands and held them above her head. He thrust his cock in and out of her hard and fast. Her hips moved in rhythm with his. They continued to moan – the sound muffled in their kisses. Soon he could feel her pussy tightening around him. Fuck. It was so tight. Her body started to shake. He let go of her hands and she grabbed his back, raking her fingers along his skin as her back arched and she cried out. He felt her juices around his cock, and as he thrust, they dripped out, soaking his cock, his balls and the sheet beneath her. He continued fucking her. He leant up on his hands and looked down at her. She looked up at him and her mouth opened as she let out a sigh. Her eyes closed and she moaned. He was fucking her as hard and fast as he could.

“Oh James. Cum for me baby”

James had wanted to hold back as long as possible, but those words, coming from his mother, sent him over the edge. His cock was rock hard. He could feel it throb. That familiar tingle travelled through his groin.

“Do you want me to pull out?”

“Don’t you dare. Cum inside me. I want to feel your cum inside me baby” as she spoke, mum grabbed his ass and pulled him deep inside her. He groaned loudly.

“Oh mum. I’m cumming”

He slammed his cock deep inside her as wave after wave of cum filled her pussy. He had never cum so hard or so much as he had today. It took his breath away. He felt light headed. Breathless. As his orgasm subsided, he fell on top of his mum. She wrapped her arms around him and held him as he slowly recovered. She brushed his hair back from his sweaty forehead. She kissed him on the top of his head. Her own breathing was ragged. Their hearts beating fast and hard in their chests. Mum ran her hands over his back, and his ass.

They lay like that for a few minutes. Their breathing slowed and their hearts returned to normal. Mum patted James on the ass. “Move it. I gotta pee.”

James looked at her and smiled. “Can we try something mum?”

“Um, sure. What do you want to do?”

James stood up and held his hand out to his mum. “Come with me.”

Mum took his hand and followed him. He led her to her bathroom. “James, what are you doing? I’ve really got to go to the toilet.”

James gave her a cheeky look. “you will”

There was a large double shower in her bathroom, and James stepped in and lay on the ground. Mum looked at him quizzically. “What are you doing?”

“You said you needed to pee. Well, I need a drink.”

Mum looked down at him. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. “Are you sure?”

“Absolutely” He held his hand out to her. She reached for it and stepped into the shower. She stood over him with one leg on either side. Without taking her eyes from his, she squatted down over his face.

He looked at her pussy. It was just inches from his face. Squatting down over him opened her right up and gave him a really good view of her pussy. Her lips were puffy and wide apart. Between them, he could see her clit, a little bud just sitting there invitingly. Below that, her tight little hole. She was so tight that even squatting like this, it was barely a slit. Looking at it made his cock twitch as he remembered how good it felt to be inside her.

“Ready, baby?” she asked

“Yes mum”

As he looked, he saw a dribble of pee begin from between her lips. He opened his mouth. He couldn’t believe his mum was about to pee into his mouth. It was so fucking hot. The first dribbles missed his mouth and landed on his chin. The dribble then turned into a stream and it flowed into his mouth and over his chin and chest. He gulped down as much of it as he could. It was warm. Not sweet, but not horrible. After gulping down a mouthful, he opened his mouth again. He could feel it trickle down his chin. It was so warm. He looked up at his mum and she was watching him. Their eyes locked and she smiled at him. The stream slowed to a trickle and then stopped. He swallowed the last of it. He licked his lips.

A few drops of pee lingered on her lips and he put his hands on her hips and pulled her down to him. He looked up into her eyes as he tentatively stuck out his tongue and licked the last few drops off her. It was the first time he had tasted her. Fuck she tasted good. He ran his tongue along the length of her lips. She was so smooth and soft. She moaned as his tongue brushed against her clit. It encouraged him to go further. He flicked his tongue quickly against her clit. Mum moaned loudly. She leaned forward and lowered herself down so that she was sitting on his face. He held her hips and she started to rock back and forth. He toyed with her clit. Nibbled it. Licked it. He could hear her moaning his name. He paused with his tongue over her tight hole. It was just a slit. He pushed his tongue inside her. Fuck. Even his tongue stretched her!! He could feel her pussy tight around his tongue. He continued sliding it between her lips up to her clit. It was now a hard little bud. Mum braced herself against the wall and rocked back and forth faster. Before long, he felt her body start to tremble.

“Oh James. Oh fuck. I’m going to cum”

He sucked on her pussy and he could feel it tightening. Mums legs pressed against the side of his head as she started to orgasm. As he sucked, her cum oozed into his mouth and he swallowed it. When she had finished, he ran his tongue along her lips, licking her clean. As his tongue brushed against her clit, mum trembled and moaned.

James looked up at his mum. “Was that okay mum?”

“Oh wow baby. That was awesome”

He smiled. “Nah you are awesome”

Mum stood up and held her hand out to him. He grasped it and she helped him stand up. She reached behind him and turned on the hot water tap. He still had droplets of her pee on his neck and in his chest hair. She then turned on the cold water tap and held her hand under the flow and adjusted the taps until the water was just right. She reached behind her for her soap. She rubbed it on her hands, producing a nice lather. She then replaced the soap and put her hands on James’s chest. She slowly rubbed her hands over his chest, up over his shoulders and ran one hand down each arm. James just stood there. Her hands felt so good. He was aware that his cock was starting to get hard again. He was starting to think he would always be hard from now on. Mum made him turn around and she rubbed the soap over his back and down over his buttocks. She slid a finger or two down between his crack, until her fingers brushed against his balls. He shivered. No one had touched him there before. It felt kinda good.

“Did you like that?” mum asked.

“Um yeah. I think so”

The water had washed the soap off him and mum rinsed her hands under the flow. She put her hands between his legs and pushed them slightly, forcing him to spread them. She knelt down behind him. James couldn’t see her, and he wasn’t sure what she was doing back there. then he felt her hands on each of his butt cheeks and she spread them apart. Oh god. She wasn’t. Was she?

He felt her finger sliding between his cheeks. It kinda tickled, but when she went over his asshole, he felt a twinge in his groin. Fuck that felt good. His cock was getting harder by the minute.

Mum pressed her finger against his asshole. She rubbed it all around it. Wait. Was that her finger? It was soft. Moist. He felt her breath between his cheeks and realised it was her tongue that was touching him. His mum was licking his ass!!! He leaned forward and braced himself against the wall. Her tongue was darting over his asshole. Fuck that felt so good. Then he felt a little pressure and realised she’d stuck her tongue inside him. He moaned. Loudly. She tongue fucked him for several minutes. The twinge in his groin continued to grow.

Mum paused.

“This may hurt a little at first. Tell me to stop if you need to”

“Um. Okay mum”

James wondered what she was going to do. He felt something pressed against his asshole. Then a little pressure and he could feel himself being stretched. A little more pressure.

“that’s my good boy”

“Oh mum that feels so good”

Mum pushed her finger completely inside him. James felt a moment of pain but that was quickly replaced with a different feeling. Holy shit. Mum had found his prostate. Her fingertip was rubbing it as she slowly finger fucked him. his cock was now rock hard and bouncing in time with his heart. That twinge in his groin was now a rapid. He’d never felt anything like this before. his legs were trembling so much they felt like they were going to collapse.

“Ohhhh fuck Mum”

Mum withdrew her finger.

“turn around baby”

James obeyed. He was surprised he was able to move. His whole body felt like it was about to explode. Again, mum spread his legs. She put one hand between them and slid her finger inside him again. James moaned loudly. “OH FUCK. YESSS. OH GOD MUM”

Then she took his cock with her other hand and put it in her mouth. James’s head fell back. Oh god. This was heaven. She slid her mouth along his shaft, taking him deeper and deeper each time as her finger continued to fuck his ass. James put one hand behind his mums head and grabbed her ponytail. He wrapped it around his hand. His other hand was braced against the wall for balance. He was sure his legs would give out soon. The combination of having his cock sucked and his ass fingered was like nothing he’d ever experienced. He’d never been this horny in his life! His whole body was reacting to what his mum was doing to him. He felt like he was going to explode. Pretty soon, he felt his orgasm starting. It was so strong. Mum felt it too. She continued to finger him but stopped sucking him.

“Mum, what….”

“Don’t worry baby. I want you to cum on my face”

She grabbed his cock and wanked him while still fingering him. James braced against the wall with both hands. Holy shit!!

“OOOOHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKK”

“OH GOD MUM”

“I’M CUMMING”

It felt as though it started in his feet. He could feel the orgasm throughout his entire body. As his mum wanked him, a stream of cum shot out of his cock. It must have gone two to three feet. Most of it actually went over his mums head. Only the last of it landed on her face. But he kept cumming. Stream after stream shooting onto his mums beautiful face. His legs were shaking. His hands were shaking. His heart was pounding. He felt light headed. He didn’t think he could put a conscious thought together if he tried.

Mum stopped fingering him but she continued to wank him, although slower now. The last of his cum was now dripping from him onto her tits. Her big beautiful tits. He looked down at her. Her face was covered in his cum. A few strands on top of her head where it had gone over her. Several streams starting at her forehead and falling down over her eyes and cheeks. Another strand over her mouth and running down her chin. As he looked at her, she stuck out her tongue and licked her lips, taking the cum into her mouth and swallowing it.

“Holy shit mum. That was amazing”

She smiled up at him.

He put his hands under her arms and helped her up. He held her by her ponytail and pulled her cum covered face to his. He kissed her. He could taste his cum on her lips and tongue. He held her close as they kissed. His cock still semi hard and resting between them. He reached down and grabbed her ass. Several minutes later, mum pulled back and looked at him.

“Ok. Lets get cleaned up” mum said, smiling at him.

For the next few weeks, James and his mother continued their sexual exploits at every possible opportunity. Neither of them had ever experienced anything like it before and they were enjoying exploring the new side to their relationship.

Mum continued to give James a blowjob every morning and every night they would have sex.

One night, James came home from work and flopped down on the couch. He put his head back against the couch and closed his eyes. Mum watched him from the kitchen and noticed how tired he looked.

“hard day, sweetheart?”

“Yeah. I’m absolutely knackered”

“Come with me”

Mum walked over to James and held out her hand. He reached up and took it and mum led him to her bedroom. Standing in front of him, she removed his shirt and threw it on the floor. Then she undid his pants and slid them off along with his underwear. They also ended up on the floor.

“Lay down sweetie”

James obeyed. He lay in the middle of the bed, his head resting on his hands. Mum looked down at her sons naked body. God he was sexy. His legs were long and muscular. Her eyes followed his legs up to his tight round ass. Above that, his body narrowed at the waist and then expanded at the chest again. His shoulders and chest were broad – the result of years of competitive swimming when younger. His whole body was covered in a blonde fuzz. As she looked and admired his body, mum felt the now familiar stirrings deep in her groin. She knew this was technically wrong, but there was no way she could stop now. She loved her son in ways she never thought possible and he never failed to satisfy her sexually.

Mum undressed and straddled her son, positioning herself over his ass. She started kneading his sore muscles, massaging the knots from them. James moaned softly as her hands moved slowly up his back. She continued to rub at his back and sides and then the top of his back. He lowered his arms slowly and mum massaged his shoulders and neck. He continued to moan softly.

“that feels so good mum”

“is that helping?”

“yes”

James rolled over onto his back. As he did, mum noticed his cock was hard. In her position, its hardness brushed against her as he turned over. He put his hands under his head and looked up at her.

“I feel much more energised now”

“I can see that”

Looking down into his blue eyes, mum again felt stirrings deep within. She moved her hips back and forth, rubbing her wet pussy along his hard cock. She could feel it twitch beneath her. James reached up and grabbed her hips. He flipped her over onto the bed and got on top of her. He leant down and kissed her as he slid his hard cock deep inside her. Both moaned at the same time. He started slowly thrusting deep inside her. He was so hard and he could feel himself stretching her.

They continued to kiss deeply as his thrusts got harder and faster.

Suddenly mum pulled away. “wanna try something different?”

“Yeah sure. What did you have in mind?”

Mum smiled at him. She playfully pushed him off her and she turned over. She grabbed her pillow and hugged it as she put her head down on it. She got up on her knees and put her ass in the air. James looked down at her.

“Mum…. Do you mean…?”

“yes baby”

“we’ve never done that before. Are you sure?”

“absolutely”

“Can I…. Can I…. lick you first?”

“Of course you can baby. Do whatever you want”

James knelt behind his mum. He looked at her large round ass, high up in the air. it was so inviting. He placed one hand on each cheek and gave a squeeze. He ran his finger down her ass crack until he brushed against her pussy. It was moist to the touch. Mum moaned. He pulled her ass cheeks apart and looked at the tight hole between them. He licked his lips. No one has ever let him do anal play before and he was very excited. He leaned forward and stuck out his tongue. He brushed it against her hole and licked. It tasted different than he expected.  It tasted damn good. Mum moaned loudly and it encouraged him to continue. He flicked his tongue over her hole vigorously. After a few minutes, he pushed his tongue inside her. He tongue-fucked her. He started to lick her again, pushed a finger inside her and she moaned loudly.

“Baby please fuck me”

James knelt up onto his knees. Holding her hip with one hand, he used the other hand to guide his cock. As he held it against her, he noticed how tiny her hole looked compared to his cock. It looked like he would tear her in half.

“Mum, are you sure?”

“Yes baby. Its fine. I promise” “I don’t want to hurt you”

“You wont. Trust me”

He pressed his cock against her and again he hesitated. Feeling his hesitation, mum pushed back against him and the head of his cock started to enter her. They moaned simultaneously.

Fuck that felt good. It was soooo tight. Still concerned about hurting her, he slowly pushed his cock inside her, stopping every few seconds to make sure she was ok.

It felt different to being inside her pussy. Her ass was so tight and so moist. It felt like velvet wrapped tightly around his cock. He pushed a little further and realised he was now balls deep inside her. He moaned loudly.

Holding on to her hips, he started fucking her slowly. Mum moaned.

Before long, they were moving in unison. he reached beneath her and slid two fingers into her pussy. Mum moaned again loudly. “Oh yes baby”

As he fucked her, he found her gspot and he started rubbing it vigorously.

Mums moans got louder and more frequent.

James looked down at his mums round ass and his thick, hard cock, sliding in and out of her. He could feel himself getting close. As his cock thickened, his mums ass felt tighter and tighter.

“mum I’m gonna cum”

He started fucking her harder and faster and his fingers moved rapidly inside her pussy. Just as he was about to cum, he noticed his mums body shaking. She was gripping the pillow tightly and moaning loudly. He could feel her pussy tightening around his fingers. As he felt his balls tighten and his cum start to flow, he also felt a gush of liquid flow from his mothers pussy. Fuck!! His mum was squirting!!! His flow of cum slowed and subsided. He felt his cock throb against his mothers tightness as he slowly pulled out. As he looked down, he saw her ass hole gape slightly and a trickle of cum escape. He was surprised to see his cock was clean as he pulled out. Mum turned around and lay on her back. She pulled him down to her and kissed him. he kissed her back and then lay next to her.

“I hope you feel a bit more relaxed now, baby”

James laughed. “Hell yeah. Much. Thanks mum”

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Smut,nsfw, cussing, and more.

Office workers to lovers.

You've been working at a office job for a good two years now, it's not the best job in the world but it helps you pay bills and you're still able to travel for business purposes. You're an assistant worker for Mr.Madara Uchiha. He was a calm boss, and not the worst. I mean sure he was strict but not mean and rude, he treated everyone equally. Well not really, he had a grandson named Obito. He was also a sweet bubbly young man, he was always on time for work, always obeying his grandfather's orders, and treated everyone respectfully and nicely. And he was quite the handsome lad in your opinion. He was always willing to do thing for you and even buy you gifts, which he never did for anybody else surprisingly. You thought that maybe he did that because you were his grandfather's assistant. Or because you guys literally live next door to each other, but one night you were working overtime due to stock pricing and trading going up. You were tired and sore from sitting in the same spot for hours.

"Jeez, my back is killing me, I should take a small break in the break room for a nap at least or a coffee." You got up from your chair and begin to walk down the dark walkway of many cubed office areas. You rubbed the back of your neck and closed your eyes as you look down at the floor for a bit. As you made your way to the end of the office are and into the hallway, you made your way into the break room where you spot Obito hunched over the counter. You were a bit surprised to see him there, was he working late too? "Obito? What are you doing here?"

Obito jumped and didn't dare to look at you, he grazed actually and begins to fumble his words. "Y/n? I-is that you? Sorry I was um resting my head, I fell asleep in here and I realized its night time already." He sounded distressed, which worried you so you begin to wall closer to him. "Obito, Are you okay? You're worrying me." It didn't take long for him to start shaking his head "i'm okay! Don't worry about it!" He yelled at you, but he soon felt bad about it, especially when he heard your soft sad "okay.." He apologized quickly to you. "I'm sorry y/n please don't be sad..its just..I'm..I'm stuck in an embarrassing situation right now." He still didn't look at you, you were now confused, what did he mean? Did something happen? You begin to wonder what could he possibly mean until you fully paid attention to his body's position, he was hunched over, arm against the upper cabinet. One of his hands were hidden away in front of his body, but there were low where his crotch should be. You slowly connected the dots and your eyes widen, your breath was caught in your throat.

"Was he masturbating?" You thought to yourself. You felt something pulse between your legs, you were now biting your lip, you've liked Obito for a while but didn't have the guts to tell him that, but oddly enough you didn't even know if he even liked you back considering the way he's always happy to see you, or get worried when you were sick and had to stay home.

"Obito, I know what you are doing. Turn around, let me help you." You could hear obtio sharp inhale to your words. "..dammit..fine y/n." He sighed deeply and turns around, his cheeks were a bright red. You could see his hard cock out in the open, for you, So thick and big is all you could repeat in your head. While you were there stuck in your own little thoughts, Obito was somehow now standing in front of you with one arm wrapped around your waist and his hand reaches up and grabs your jaw a bit roughly, forcing your lips to slightly part. He took advantage of this opportunity and kisses you deeply with a lustful passion, his tongue enters your mouth, his pink muscle tangled with yours. You were a mess already, especially the way his large hands run up your shirt, caressing your smooth S/C (skin color). You let out soft sighing moans into his mouth, hearing you sound like made him snap. He had you on the couch pinned, you were glade the break room had a couch for those who got tired because it would've been a bit uncomfortable to be doing this on the floor. Your hands were above your head, and his lips just inches from yours.

"O-Obito." Is all you could get out before he gripped the back of your knee, he would lift one leg up, he soon settles himself between your legs and begin to lick up your neck slowly, his warm breathe tickling your skin, his weight against your smaller/taller frame. He would kiss your earlobe before biting it playfully and pressing his hard cock against your sweet spot. Causing you to bite your lip and whine, Obito begins to lift your shirt up with one hand, he was slow and gentle. His hand caressing across your s/s (stomach size) with such admiration and love it made your body shiver under his touch.

"Fuck y/n, you're always making me feel like this every time I see you. It feels like you've put me under a love spell. I can't help but want to devour you, and now I have the chance to do so." His voice was so husky and deep in your ear, you wanted to tighten your thighs but he was between them and one of your legs were propped up on his broad shoulder's. He didn't waste time pulling off your shirt and begin to kiss down your neck with small butterfly kisses, he would reach your collarbone and playfully nip the skin teasingly. He locked eyes with you while doing it, causing your breath to be caught in your throat, he would soon kiss the middle of your chest/breasts and begin to suck and nibble on the soft skin. Leaving a mark there, it was large and quite dark, you knew that wasn't gonna leave for weeks. But you didn't care at the moment anyways.

"M'obito more~." You moaned out softly, which earned a growl from him, making a shiver run down your spine. He didn't waste time taking off your pants and kissing down your stomach, he would kiss your belly button and soon kiss lower to your most sensitive areas. He would kiss and nip your inner thigh, teasingly avoiding your precious area. It made your whine in protest, this made him chuckle between your thighs before he flattens his tongue against your pussy/cock. Swirling his tongue around your sensitive bits, purposely drooling all over it. Letting it mix with your arousal/precum and letting it run down to your sweet hole. His large fingers begin to run around the rim of your hole, as he begins to suck on your clit/tip as his tongue slowly glides across the sensitive nerves. His eyes never left your face, seeing you moaning and gripping his hair was such a hot scene to witness and he was the only person who got to see it. He slowly pushed a finger inside you, you gasped at the feeling and mewled. He groans against your sensitive bits, causing you to feel the vibrations. You arched your back and gripped his hair tighter, he soon slides a second finger in and twists his hand. His fingers curl up and presses against your g-sppt/prostate, you covered your mouth with your free hand and concentrate on the pleasure you were receiving. He soon begins to suck on your clit/cock as his hand twists once more, he uncurls his finger and begins to thrust it into you as a faster pace. You could hear the lewd sounds coming from your hole.

"Obito! M'please, I want your cock. I want it." How could he deny your sweet little cries? He sat up and soon for off the couch. He made your body sit up on the couch as he grabs the back of your knees and puts your legs on his shoulders. He leans forward and places his hand beside your had, gripping the rim of the couch as his other hand aligns his cock to your entrance. He slowly begins to slip inside you, slowly giving you that pleasurable stretch you've been begging for. Your arms wrap around his neck and you felt him start to runt inside you, not even letting you fully adjust to his eyes. But you were so wet, it slipped in so easily, the way your warmth engulfed his hard cock, the way you cried out for him and saying his name like a prayer. He wasn't talkative because he was too lost into pleasing you, but he groans and grunts into your neck. His heavy balls slapping against the skin, the way his thighs slapped against yours, and especially the way your nails dug into this poor baby's back, causing him to whine and grip the couch and the back of your knee tighter.

You felt a knot building up in your stomach, your sweaty S/C pressed against his now crinkled uniform. Just when you were about to cum, he stopped. You whine in protest, "Obito, why did you stop? Please keep going." You begged. Obito leans up and looks down at you, he was so cute, the way his cheeks were red, his lip slightly quivered and his eyebrows furrowed. He would flip you over, causing you to yelp. He forces you head down into the couch pillows before pulling half of your body off the couch where he let's your legs down so your feet touched the ground. He spreads your legs just a bit before slamming back into you, his cock was much deeper than before, he pulled on your H/C (hair color) H/T (hair textured) hair. His cock hitting every sensitive spot you didn't even know you had, having you see stars as you moaned and babbled random words. You couldn't even form a simple sentence, especially when he leans in and kisses up your back and gets to your ear, he nips the bridge of your ear and whispers. "Cum on my/the cock/coach, cum, I can't hold it no more." He whined and groaned softly.

Your eyes rolled back, because he leaned in closer causing him to go even deeper. You soon felt your mind go blank for you begin to squirt/cum on his cock/coach. You begin to pant and feel your legs go weak, but obito held you up. Lifting you off the floor and into the air. You gasped and grips his arms as he continues to runt in you, you could tell he was close the way he was panting hard against your neck. Soon enough he moans and begins to fill up your cute little hole, it took all his strength not to fall or drop you. He soon turns around and plops down onto the couch panting and hugging your waist.

"F-Fuck, I'm sorry y/n please don't hate me, I really like you, I really do. I just, i-" you would tell him to "shh" and begin to adjust yourself in his lap, he was still inside you, as you wrap your arms around his neck and nuzzle him. "Obito, baby its fine, don't worry. I like you too, you goof ball." You weakly smiled and giggled. Now you were tired and worried about the papers you still needed to finish. "Dammit those papers.." You said as you sighed. "Ah, don't worry y/n! I'll do them, you just sleep okay?"

You looked up at him, wanting to say something but he kissed you instead. "I already known what you're gonna say y/n." He chuckled, you rolled your eyes and smiled. "Oh whatever."