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Miraculous Decendent Chapter 56: Time to Level Up

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When Adrien and Nino see the pyramid heading toward them, they start running to get out of sight.

"Why does this always happen when we try to hang out more? First Dark Cupid, then Simon Says, and now whatever that is. I'm starting to think we're cursed, dude." Nino groans as they run toward an alley.

"Don't forget what happened at the hotel. Hawkmoth loves ruining our fun." Adrien tries to joke with him.

"True that. So, do we just stay back here until the heroes take it down or wait for it to be out of sight?" Nino asks his friend.

"We should probably leave once it's out of sight and head back to our houses," Adrien tells him so he can have the chance to transform.

"Alright. I'm glad I looked into all the shortcuts between the school and my house. I haven't been late to school since Ivan turned into Stoneheart." Nino tells his friend with a joking grin.

Adrien smiles, and the two wait for the pyramid to pass.

In said Pyramid, Gamer laughs as he collects more experience points for the mech thanks to the people and objects he turned into green orbs.

"At this rate, I'll level up before even seeing the heroes," Gamer says as he turns another car into experience points.

Max's Akuma form, like Evillustrator, changed his clothes while giving him purple-tinted skin. His new outfit consisted of a full-body black jumpsuit with a green circle on his chest. There are also three curved green stripes on the waist and each of his forearms and lower legs. He has a matching neck cover with a large black helmet that curves at the top. Over his face are green-tinted butterfly-shaped glasses.

"I'm glad to hear you're progressing well, Gamer. But stay on guard. I will not be giving you a player two today. You'll be fighting on your own." Hawkmoth warns the excited teen villain.

"Worry not, Hawkmoth. I'll not need a player two who will only steal my experience. I am the master of games and can easily handle anything the heroes throw at me. They won't even be able to reach me while I'm within this mech. My victory is all but guaranteed at this point." Gamer confidently tells Hawkmoth.

"Do not get arrogant with me, child. If it were so easy to defeat the heroes, my other Akumas would have done it already. Don't forget that Cat Noir's power is destruction. He can turn your mech to ash in an instant. If you're not careful, you will lose." Hawkmoth reprimands the Akuma, not willing to allow arrogance this time.

Gamer scowls at the sudden order but doesn't say anything against it since he does see Hawkmoth's point. Instead, he decides to take his annoyance out on the area around him by firing more lasers to collect more experience points. His mech soon passes Adrien and Nino's hiding spot, and the two escape.

"Stay safe, Nino," Adrien tells his friend before they split off.

"I'll be alright, dude. You keep safe, too!" Nino shouts back to him, not seeing Adrien duck behind a car.

"I can't guarantee that. Since I'm going to have to fight against that thing." Adrien mutters as Plagg appears, and he transforms into Cat Noir.

He's not the only one transforming. In her room at home, Sabrina has her TV on while she's doing homework when her show is interrupted by an emergency news broadcast.

"This is Nadja Chamack coming to you with an emergency Akuma alert. Hawkmoth has created a flying pyramid that's turning anyone and anything it sees into green orbs before collecting them downtown." Nadja says as she flies in a helicopter behind Gamer's mech.

Sabrina's attention quickly shifts to the urgent way Nadja is talking, and she sees the news broadcast.

"Looks like it's time for your second appearance. Let's do this, pup." Barkk says with a smile as she flies next to Sabrina.

"Right. Barkk, let the hunt begin." Sabrina announces before Barkk flies into her collar.

She quickly exits her family's apartment through a window and rushes toward downtown to stop Gamer. It takes her a few minutes of roof jumping, but she finally arrives. When she does, she sees Cat Noir jumping around the mech as it tries to shoot him with a green beam.

Seeing her opportunity to attack, Canine pulls out her rubber ball and throws it at the mech while Cat Noir distracts Gamer. The attack slams into the side of the mech and causes it to hit the ground while shocking both hero and villain. When it does, the beam it shot misses Cat Noir and hits a flock of pigeons.

Taking this chance, Canine and Cat Noir meet up while the rubber ball bounces around until it lands in Canine's hand.

"Man, that is a cool weapon. I know you told me about how it'll bounce, but still. That's so cool." Cat Noir says excitedly as he looks at her item.

"Thanks. But we should focus on getting the butterfly. Do you know where it could be?" Canine smiles toward him.

"Nope. It could be in the eye or inside." Cat Noir suggests before the two close in on the mech.

In his mech, Gamer is shaking his head while trying to recover from the shock of the attack. When he does, he sees the heroes carefully inching toward him with their weapons ready. Unfortunately, they put him in this position too late, as that last bit of experience from the pigeons was just enough for a 'Level Up' icon to appear in front of him.

"Hahaha, too late, heroes. Because I've already leveled up!" Gamer announces as he presses the icon.

As he does, the heroes recognize his voice from his laugh due to the mech amplifying his voice to let them hear it.

"Max!" The two shout in shock before turning to each other in surprise.

"Max isn't my gamer tag anymore. It's the Gamer now." Gamer announces as his mech glows before growing. It now has a small but long rectangular body under the pyramid head with tall black tentacle-like limbs with horizontal green stripes along it and yellow clamps for hands that make the mech as tall as the buildings around it.

The heroes' jaws drop in shock at the sudden evolution of Max's mech before having to jump out of the way of a laser blast.

Regaining his bearings, Cat Noir raises his palm while preparing to activate one of his powers.

"Cata-" He starts before getting slammed through a building by one of the mech's new tentacle-like limbs.

"I won't let you use that ability!" Gamer shouts toward Cat Noir before getting hit by Canine's rubber ball again and slightly losing his balance from the force.

Gamer glares at the dog heroine before swinging his arm at her. Canine jumps out of the way and is about to go for another attack. Before she can, Gamer puts the arm he swung on the ground and uses the other to attempt to stomp on her to capture her with the mech's clamp hand.

Canine quickly rolls out of the way of the second attack, but Gamer follows it up by sweeping that arm to the side and slamming her into a pole.

"Ow." Canine groans from her position on the ground before the now bent pole.

"Hahaha. I'm sure you heroes will be worth a lot of experience." Gamer grins as he aims his mech's laser at the downed heroine and is about to fire on her.

Before he can, though, Cat Noir lengthens his baton and jams it into the mech's mechanical eye. This causes the baton to be turned into experience but also has the laser to hit the mech. Using this opportunity now that the mech and Gamer are disoriented, Cat Noir runs over to Canine and helps her up.

"You okay?" He asks her while helping her.

"Yeah. But what are we going to do?" Canine asks before they notice Gamer starting to recover.

"I think we should run." He tells her before the two do just that as Gamer recovers.

"You're not getting away!" He shouts at the heroes as he chases after them while trying to hit them with his laser.

With Marinette. She's in her room, looking into a mirror as she's practicing what she plans to say to her parents during their meeting with Ladybug.

"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Dupain. I've heard about Marinette's situation from her. Does that sound good?" She asks herself after her introduction.

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. and Mrs. Dupain. I'm here to talk to you about Marinette's punishment and her working with me. That's pretty formal and right to the point." Marinette mutters as she puts a hand to her chin.

After a few more tries, Marinette groans as she puts her head into her hands.

"This is impossible. How am I supposed to do this? What if they want Ladybug and Marinette at the same time?" As Marinette panics with the what-ifs, she notices something outside her window.

Walking toward it, she sees Gamer's mech chasing after something and panics.

"Of course, Hawkmoth does this when I'm trying to plan how to talk to my parents." She groans as Tikki appears.

"The path of life is always a busy one. Shall we take care of one of your problems?" Tikki asks with a smile.

"Let's do it. Maybe beating Hawkmoth again will help me clear my head." Marinette nods before she transforms into Ladybug.

Peaking her head out her balcony window, Ladybus sees no one else and jumps out before zipping toward Gamer.

Back on the ground, Gamer is taking every opportunity while chasing the two heroes to gather more experience to level up while they're trying to figure out what to do. Each time Cat Noir tries to use his powers, Gamer would focus on him, ignoring Canine. Eventually, the two heroes led Gamer into a sports stadium.

"Any ideas how to beat this guy before he levels up again?" Cat Noir panics as he jumps over another swing from Gamer.

"I could try seeing if Fetch would separate him from the robot." She responds.

Cat Noir is unsure if that's a good idea since it may end up causing Canine to waste her power. Gamer takes advantage of that moment of uncertainty and pins Cat Noir to the ground.

"Got you!" He shouts gleefully, causing Canine to panic.

"Cat Noir!" she shouts worriedly before she prepares to throw her rubber ball at Gamer again but is instead sent into a building wall.

"I'll be collecting the rest of your experience and your Miraculous now," Gamer tells him confidently as he prepares to fire at the trapped hero.

However, his vision is suddenly blocked slightly by a yo-yo wrapping around the head of the mech before Ladybug comes in and slams her feet into its eye. The shock from her sudden appearance causes Gamer to instinctively pull back on the controls and make his mech release Cat Noir.

At the same time, Cat Noir sees his opportunity and chases after the mech while shouting.

"Cataclysm!"

He chases after the retracting arm and manages to hit it. The mech's body turns to ash until only Gamer is left, and he falls toward the ground. Gamer crashes into the concrete as the heroes recover and group up.

"Are you two okay?" Ladybug asks them worriedly.

"I'm fine. The suit protected me from everything he threw at us." Cat Noir says while pointing at himself.

"Yeah. I'm also fine. Thank you." Canine nods.

Ladybug looks relieved to hear they're okay before giving them an apologetic look.

"Sorry, I wasn't here sooner. I didn't know there was an Akuma until I looked out my window." She tells them.

"It's fine." Cat Noir tells her while Canine silently nods.

After that, the group turns toward a groaning Gamer as he's getting up. However, something else is with them besides the Akuma. It's a floating orb similar to the ones Gamer made with his lasers. But large and red.

"Is this normal?" Canine asks as she looks at the orb.

"No. That's never happened before. It must have to do with the Akuma." Ladybug tells her as the group approaches Gamer.

"It's probably loot. When you defeat something in a video game, they usually drop something. Since this guy is based on video games, it's probably the same thing." Cat Noir suggests with a smile as he inches closer toward the orb excitedly.

While he does that, Ladybug and Canine walk toward Gamer.

"Looks like your system just crashed, Gamer," Ladybug tells him with a confident smirk.

However, Gamer has a smirk of his own as he pulls himself off the ground.

"You're forgetting the rules of the game Ladybug. That was only round one. And I saved my last level." Gamer tells her with a grin as he taps the corner of his glasses.

Suddenly, the mech Cat Noir destroyed reforms.

"Ah, the old spawn point glitch again." Cat Noir groans before the group hears Gamer's voice.

"Not only that, but I also collected enough experience to level up again. Let's see how you deal with this." He tells them as he has the mech level up again.

The mech now has a bulky humanoid body, and the clamps break apart to make fingers.

The heroes' eyes widen when they see Gamer's new form, but Ladybug quickly takes charge of the situation.

"Did you see him tap the corner of his glasses? The Akuma must be in there. We have to get those off him." She tells the other two in an authoritative tone.

"How are we supposed to do that?" Canine asks anxiously as she backs away from the newly upgraded mech.

"By leveling up, too," Ladybug tells her before looking toward Cat Noir and the loot they got.

Realizing what she's thinking, Cat Noir gains an excited grin before slamming his hand on the loot. When he does, it materializes a giant mech of equal stature to Gamer's newly upgraded one.

The humanoid mech looks like a mix of all three heroes. It has a red and black spotted upper body, a black lower body with silver kneecaps, a black mechanical tail, and silver paw-like feet. Atop its head are stubby black ears, and on its shoulders are red black-dotted shields. On the face of the mech is an orange-tinted V-shaped visor. In the middle of its chest is a dog-head symbol similar to the one on Canine's vest. Around the silver stubs on the kneecaps of the mech are orange outlines.

Upon the materialization of the mech, the heroes found themselves automatically put into the controls of it. The control room has three seats, each surrounded by buttons and levers. When the three heroes enter the mech, Ladybug ends up in the middle seat, Canine on her right, and Cat Noir on her left. Ladybug quickly notices she's in charge of the mech's movements.

"Ah. I want to be the one to control the mech. I play Ultimate Mecha Strike III all the time." Cat Noir complains when he realizes what Ladybug is in charge of.

"You may play it, but I'm the master of it," Ladybug tells him with a playful smirk as she takes the controls and performs several impressive feats of acrobatics to prove her point and get used to the controls.

"...Okay. That tracks." Cat Noir nods after seeing what she did.

Ladybug smiles as, in her mind, she's screaming in excitement at the chance to control a mech from her favorite game in real life.

"Careful. He's coming!" Canine shouts to get her fellow heroes' attention.

Ladybug shakes off her excitement and sees Gamer charging at them with his fist reeled back for a punch. Acting quickly, Ladybug pulls the controls back and causes Miraculous Mech to dodge to the side. She then follows it up with a swift kick into Gamer's back that causes him to slam into the stands.

Gamer growls as he recovers from the impact and notices Miraculous Mech charging at him. Instead of panicking, Gamer smirks.

"Not smart. You're forgetting that, in this game, the robots can do more than punch and kick. Rocket Barrage!" Gamer shouts as compartments on the back of his mech open and rockets launch at the charging Miraculous Mech.

The rockets hit dead on, and Miraculous Mech crashes atop the green. Gamer quickly takes advantage of this by getting up and jumping on the downed mech.

"Drill Fist!" Gamer shouts as his arm spins like a drill, and he uses it to try and tear into Miraculous Mech.

The heroes panic as Ladybug tries to get them out of this situation, but Gamer keeps them under his mech while using the attack.

"A little help! What do we have?" Ladybug shouts toward her teammates as she continues her desperate attempts to escape.

Cat Noir and Canine look at their panels for something that can help them in this situation before Cat Noir spots something.

"Rocket Punch!" He shouts before pressing a button.

Thrusters suddenly appear behind the Miraculous Mech's forearm and launch their fist into Gamer with enough force to get him off Miraculous Mech. Ladybug then takes this chance to spin them off the ground and back into a fighting stance. While she does this, Canine finds something to use and presses it while saying.

"Miracle Blast."

The dog symbol on Miraculous Mech opens and fires a red beam at the downed Gamer, dragging him across the ground and crashing into the stand wall.

"Alright!" The heroes happily exclaim at their successful attacks before Gamer stands up.

"Not bad. But let's see how you handle this!" He shouts as the top of his bulky shoulders open and more missiles launch out toward them.

Acting quickly, Canine hits a button she saw before while looking for a weapon.

"Miracle Shield!" She shouts as one of the shoulder shields emits a red light, and a red energy shield appears on that side's forearm.

Ladybug quickly turns the mech so the energy shield blocks the missiles' paths, and they blow up, sending Miraculous Mech skidding back slightly from the force behind them.

"Nice. My turn. When you have a shield, you need a Cat Saber!" Cat Noir shouts while grinning like he's having the time of his life as he slams his fist onto another button.

The mechanical tail on Miraculous Mech suddenly goes rigid, and Ladybug pulls it off. The tail is enveloped with pink and red energy as Miraculous Mech wields it like a sword. When Cat Noir sees this, he grins like a kid in a candy store.

"Today is making so many of my dreams come true right now." He tells the girls as they all prepare to charge at Gamer again.

"Is this the time to be having fun?" Canine asks him as Miraculous Mech charges toward Gamer with the Cat Saber raised to strike.

However, Gamer rolls to the side of the downward strike before quickly getting to his feet and launching himself high in the air.

"Uh oh!" Cat Noir screams in a panic as he sees Gamer in the air.

"What?" Canine asks worriedly.

"Power move!" Ladybug tells her in equal panic to Cat Noir as Gamer raises his hand, and the area above him glows green.

"Drill Crush!" Gamer announces with a smirk as he launches himself downward with a giant drill, easily dwarfing the mech itself in place of its hand.

Ladybug quickly raises her shield to block the incoming attack. However, the continuous force from the drill, combined with the weight of both it and the mech, pushes Miraculous Mech back. After a few seconds, both mechs are blown away from each other, with Miraculous Mech crashing onto its butt while Gamer lands on his feet.

In Miraculous Mech, the heroes groan as they try to recover from the shock while Gamer laughs.

"How do you like that, heroes? I am the best player in the world! After I bring your Miraculous to Hawkmoth, I'll show Chloe that, too." Gamer announces, causing Canine's eyes to widen.

"As if we'll let that happen! You won't beat us or harm any more innocent people!" Canine shouts toward Gamer, shaking her teammates out of their stupor simultaneously.

Ladybug quickly takes back the controls and nods to Canine's words.

"She's right! You haven't beaten us yet! Because now, it's my turn! Lady Bombs!" Ladybug announces as she hits a button.

As Miraculous Mech gets up, the black spots on the shields open, and ladybug-themed rockets fire from them toward Gamer. But Gamer isn't intimidated. Instead, he has a confident and competitive smirk as his mech glows green, and an energy dome forms around him to block the missiles.

"Laser Wall!" He says while doing so.

Ladybug grits her teeth when she sees this and

"Ladybug Helix!" Ladybug shouts as the two shields fly off Miraculous Mech toward Gamer.

But they don't work as Gamer grabs one of the shields while blocking the other with his other arm, making Ladybug angrier.

"Double Rocket Punch!" Cat Noir suddenly announces as he presses a button, and Miraculous Mech lifts their arms before they launch toward Gamer.

However, instead of blocking the attacks, Gamer's mech breaks apart to avoid the attack.

"Oh, come on! That's not fair!" Cat Noir complains while Canine presses another button.

"Ear Thunder!" She says as Miraculous Mech's ears glow and fires a beam of electricity at Gamer.

"Gamer Lightning!" Gamer shouts as he raises his arms and fires his own lightning to neutralize the attack.

This surprises the heroes, and Gamer takes the chance to charge toward them. Ladybug acts quickly, and the two robots enter a close combat match.

"Sweep his legs!" Canine suggests as Ladybug ducks under a punch.

However, Gamer jumps over the attack and fires one of his own.

"Gamer Fire," Gamer says as an orb of green energy fires from the face of his robot and hits Miraculous Mech, causing it to be lifted in the air while bent over and continuously taking damage.

Gamer slams his foot into Miraculous Mech before teleporting behind them to deliver another attack. However, Canine acts quickly and presses another button.

"Canine Eye!"

Suddenly, a laser beam fires from Miraculous Mech's visor and stops Gamer. This gives Miraculous Mech enough time to recover.

"Nice Canine." Ladybug compliments her with a smile.

Canine nods before frowning.

"What are we going to do, though? At this rate, we're going to lose. We can't match him." She tells the two.

"We need to somehow get into his mech or pin him," Ladybug tells them as Gamer recovers from the attack and Cat Noir presses another button.

"Catouken!" He shouts as Miraculous Mech crouches while forming an orb of pink energy.

It then launches it at the stunned Gamer and causes them to fall to the ground. Ladybug quickly follows this with one of her moves and piledrives Gamer's mech.

"How do we do that?" Cat Noir asks.

Ladybug thinks about it before turning toward Cat Noir.

"Take the controls. Try to keep Gamer pinned while I use Seamstress to get in." Ladybug tells him.

Cat Noir nods, and Ladybug gets up before climbing out of the control room to be on Miraculous Mech's shoulder.

"Will she be okay?" Canine asks worriedly as she watches the hatch close.

"Oh yeah. She can handle it. She always does." Cat Noir tells Canine confidently.

Canine still doesn't look happy, not liking that Ladybug is out there alone.

"Now, how will we hold him down for her?" Cat Noir asks.

"You need to trip him up and put him to the ground. Put our leg behind his and push him. Then we'll have a good angle atop him to control his movements." Canine quickly tells him.

"Alright." Cat Noir nods and charges toward the recovering robot.

"No, you don't." Gamer glares as he throws a punch, but Miraculous Mech sidesteps it.

Cat Noir follows Canine's suggestion and places Miraculous Mech's leg between Gamer's and behind one of them before hitting Gamer with Miraculous Mech's shoulder. At the same time, Ladybug holds onto Miraculous Mech tightly until she sees her chance.

"Seamstress!" She shouts as her outfit changes.

Her new outfit gives her a full-body red cloak with black edges and a hood over her head.

With this outfit, she jumps off Miraculous Mech and phases through Gamer's mech into the controls.

"What?" Gamer asks in shock before getting punched in the face, breaking his glasses, and releasing the butterfly.

Ladybug doesn't waste time capturing the butterfly and activating Miraculous Ladybug from within the mech, getting rid of it, Miraculous Mech, and any damage Gamer did. This, unfortunately, has the side effect of causing Cat Noir and Canine to fall toward the field.

"Ahh." They scream before hitting the ground.

"Are you two okay!" Ladybug calls to them in worry.

They groan for a second before signaling their fine as Max looks around in confusion.

"What happened?" He asks.

"Let's just say Hawkmoth made you into a boss," Ladybug tells him with a winch.

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Top Vein Treatment Clinics in Miami: A Comprehensive Review

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Unveiling the Secret to Silky Smooth Skin: The Best Laser Hair Removal in Burlington

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Though Klaus had thought he was prepared to hear his brother's voice, something in his chest tightened as Diego spoke. Guilt, grief, fear.

"I know, I know," Klaus said softly, his grip tightening on the cord of the payphone. "I--I should've called sooner. I'm..."

He couldn't bring himself to say he was sorry. It made it too real, too tangible, to address what he was doing to himself. What he was doing to his family. Klaus swallowed hard, blood still pooling in his teeth. But before he could say more, Diego spoke instead.

"I'm downtown," Klaus answered, sounding relieved. "Down the street from the strip club with the laser lights on top, off of uuuuuuh--fourth street?" Though his voice was slurred slightly, there was genuine gratitude behind his words. "Thanks, Di. I owe you one."

Laying back on a bus stop bench, Klaus tried to rest his head as he waited. Somewhere on his scalp, a shallow cut bled into his curls, but he couldn't find it in him to care. His body ached--not from withdrawals, as he was still flying high, but from fists, kicks, shoves. The mesh top he had on did nothing to disguise the bruises, nor the way his hip bones jutted out. Thin as ever, due to his diet of booze, pills, powders, and injectables, Klaus had been back staying behind the pizza dumpster. The lack of care, in regards to his own body, was written in his pale skin like a journal. But even he had limits.

As headlights began to approach, Klaus sat up, blocking the light from his eyes. He couldn't miss the rumbling of Diego's car. Before it was even fully stopped, Klaus was stumbling toward the door. Though he wasn't looking forward to the conversation he was about to have, at least he was safe.

"H-Hey Diego," Klaus greeted nervously, as he plopped onto the passenger seat. Feeling his brother's eyes boring into him, he couldn't get himself to meet his gaze. With his hair disheveled and matted with blood, the black eye and bloody mouth, clearly dressed to go to the club--Klaus knew he looked like hell. He felt like hell too. "Long time no see, thanks for picking me up...!"

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Twisting the cord of the payphone nervously in his hand, Klaus listened to it ring. And ring. And ring.

Please pick up...

Smudged eyeliner didn't cover the black eye underneath. The red around his mouth came not from lipstick, but the split lip he sported. As he waited for his brother to pick up, Klaus realized that one of his back teeth were loose.

Finally, the call was answered.

"Heeeey, Diego, it's your favorite brother," Klaus said, though not with his usual slurred brovado. This time, he was speaking around blood. "Listen, I know it's been a while, but uh, are you busy tonight? I--I need to you pick me up. Please."

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Title: One Shitty Friday Night (Part 1)

Pairings: Peter Maximoff x Fem!Reader, Colossus x Shadowcat

Summary: Set after the events of Deadpool 2, you and your boyfriend Peter are on a double date downtown with your fellow X-Men Piotr Rasputin (Colossus) and Kitty Pryde (Shadowcat) when Deadpool and Russell arrive unexpectedly. Chaos and violence naturally ensues, including taking down mafia henchmen, dealing with news media and paparazzi who circle in with the action, and a jealous Peter. This will be concluded in Part 2 with the mixed reactions of Logan, Charles, and Erik when you all bring Wade and Russell back home, etc. 😄

Notes: For simplicity’s sake as Piotr R. is normally called “Peter” as well, he’ll just be referred to as Colossus here.

Warnings: Some alcohol use. And it’s Deadpool, so a lot of cursing and irreverent jokes of course. This started out as just crack!fic that became actual fic that had to be split into two parts because it hit post limit. Holy cow.

Peter Maximoff x Reader Masterlist

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Kitty all but snorted, trying to put her drink back down on the table before it could end up fully sideways instead as her laughter left her trembling.

Colossus sighed quietly, but you could still see the warmth in his eyes as he looked down at her before helping dab up some of her errant wine off the table with a thick cloth napkin.

It was late Friday night, and save for your semi disapproving, large and very Russian designated driver, the other three of you were now several drinks deep and a bit too loudly enjoying Peter’s retelling of the Led Zeppelin cover band debacle. You’d been there with him that night, but it never got old the way Peter told it.

“I shit you not, and this guy still keeps hitting on Jean.” Peter continued, his third nearly empty glass of craft beer still in hand. “Scott’s about to fry the dude. They’re playing Immigrant Song, and these lasers start up. All dudebros in the club go wild, and Scott tries to sneak off a warning shot. Freaking air balls it! I have to move like forty people and it still blows a damn hole in the wall. But nobody even noticed! Fake Robert Plant is screaming his heart out and everybody is just eating it up. I swear my Dad could have flown in there, cape billowing and they still would have thought it was part of the show!”

You were at risk of being elbowed in this small restaurant booth, with how animated Peter was as he spoke beside you. But you didn’t mind. The lighting was dim, possibly verging on romantic, the smell of good food from the kitchen reminded you of what was to come, and you were just enjoying time with some of your favorite people.

When Peter did finally drop his hand again though, the not so subtle movements of it then up your thigh also promised something much more personal later tonight. Maybe it was the warmth from the mixed drinks you were also nursing, but you shifted your leg a little, pushing even more into his touch under the table. Your movement just signaled your silent agreement to him that tonight would be a perfect night to be throwing clothes on the floor as soon as you got back to your shared room at the mansion.

It’d been a long, tiring week after all. Helping teach classes during the day and training your ass off in the danger room every night, you didn’t think it was unreasonable to cut loose a bit now.

Even Colossus was chuckling a little at last, but the big guy was always softest around Kitty. You in particular had been one of her biggest supporters when she’d first confessed her attraction towards him. You’d noticed his bashfulness with her as well, and all the little glances he’d given her long before she’d ever worked up the courage to ask him out.

But that seemed so long ago now, it was hard to really remember a time when they weren’t together. Almost as long as you and Peter really.

You glanced up as the waiter came back by to check on you all, saying your food would be out in a few more minutes and asking if anyone needed more drinks.

“Oh gosh, we’re really running up the tab right?” Kitty smiled.

You could see the little bit of relief in Colossus’ expression as she waved the waiter off though, her current wine glass still nearly full. “I’m fine for now, thank you.”

Peter glanced at you and you nodded as well. A buzz was fine, but you didn’t want to be climbing the mansion stairs full on drunk tonight. “I’m good.”

As the waiter left, your conversation got a little more subdued. You leaned into Peter somewhat, hip to hip in the booth as he put his arm around your waist.

Kitty was now talking about a movie she thought you should all go see next weekend if you could. You were just in the process of agreeing as you’d wanted to see it too, when Colossus suddenly went stock still, a look of real surprise on his face.

Kitty evidently noticed as soon as you did, you both staring up at him in unison.

“Do not turn around,” He instructed to you and Peter, eyes locked on something behind you.

Of course when told to do one thing, it would take everything in Peter’s willpower to not do the opposite. But to his credit he actually did hesitate. “Do we need to be dodging something? I mean, I can move us if I need to, man. You just gotta let me know.” Peter stated.

“I don’t think he’s seen us yet. Please do not draw attention.” Colossus responded, still frustratingly vague to the rest of you.

But he hadn’t metaled up yet, his skin still entirely human looking. So on the plus side, it couldn’t be someone he thought an immediate physical threat.

You glanced to Kitty for some hope of explanation as she was seated beside Colossus and facing the same direction. But she was too short in comparison to him, and couldn’t see all the way across the booth dividers as easily as he could. “Well who is it?” Kitty demanded quietly.

But you heard an impatient voice carry over clearly from the nearby restaurant entrance.

“Look, you know he’s here. I know he’s here. Don’t make me leave you guys a bad Yelp review. I will totally Karen that shit up. I’m just here for him.” A pause. “...And some of the cannolis. God, I love those things. You went a little scarce on the filling last time though. Don’t make me add that to the Yelp review.”

You heard the hostess stutter, fear evidently building. “Sir, firearms are not allowed in this restaurant. The owner, he, I...I can’t.”

There was a loud sigh from the man, the distinct sound of a gun cocking, and then all hell broke loose.

“WADE!” Colossus screamed, your entire table flipping as he stood up, metal now encasing him in this even larger form.

Abruptly you were now standing back by the entrance yourself. Peter had one arm around you, and the other around Kitty as he let you both go just as instantly, having just brought you there before he disappeared again.

That little flare up of vertigo from the speed and sudden stop didn’t mix well with the alcohol, and she and you both stood there another moment, queasy as Peter appeared again with an armful of guns.

It would have been comical as he clearly had no idea where to put them now, but everyone else that had still been in the restaurant was already screaming and running for the doors in a panic.

The owner of the multiple guns couldn’t care less about the crowd however, only turning his full focus to the lot of you then in exasperation.

“Oh my God, you anti second amendment, mother fuckers. I’m in the middle of a job here!”

“You can’t just point guns at innocent people, Wade! We have talked about this many times!” Colossus retorted, all seven foot of him now standing over Deadpool with paternal like annoyance.

“For fuck’s sake, it’s called a threat. I wasn’t going to kill her you overprotective, asshat! Now Giovanni is probably holed up in some pussy ass panic room, or he’s already ghosted me out the back door! And yes, I know that is such a stereotypical mob boss name and totally sounds like the Pokemon villain. Fuck him and his always trying to take Pikachu! He had a talking cat the whole time who just wanted his love, but no, got to have the electric rat. Fuck!”

“Language, Wade!” Colossus scolded. “There is still a child present!”

And honestly in all this insanity, that was the first time you actually noticed Russell also still standing there. Everyone else in the room had now fled out into the street.

“I’m fucking fourteen,” The boy replied defiantly. “And yeah, we were working!”

“Daddy and angrier metal daddy are just talking, hon.” Deadpool commented, waving a hand.

There was a small gust of air beside you and you looked to Peter knowingly. Wade’s guns were now all on a table, though intentionally still distant from your current position. “So I just made a couple laps.” Peter spoke up. “The cops are already coming, and there’s still a bunch of guys in the basement. They were opening some crates, probably getting weapons? I didn’t know if we were taking them out yet though. I didn’t touch anything. But is Giovanni like a big dude with gold rings and all?”

“I’m telling you besides the drug and human trafficking, it’s practically more criminal how much he sets back Italian-American stereotypes. They are an honest, manicotti making people goddamn it.” Deadpool answered.

You really were starting to regret the amount of drinks you’d had. If you’d known tonight was going to be anything like this, you would have gladly stuck to water. Your head was already trying to throb a little as you finally spoke. “So, does this guy actually have warrants out on him? If the cops come, they’re all going to end up shooting each other most likely. Can we just defuse this by giving him up to them?”

“I would say we assist to prevent unnecessary bloodshed, if that is the case, yes. I’m sure the Professor would prefer that.” Colossus agreed.

“Freaking goody two shoes, all of you.” Wade sighed. “But he has to get arrested or dead okay? I don’t get paid otherwise.” He paused though, then looking back up to Colossus before suddenly elbowing him. As if he’d even really feel that. “And hello rudeness, are you not going to introduce me to your little girls night out club here before we go bust some heads in a gratuitous X-Force/X-Men hotties crossover?”

“X-Force?” Kitty asked, sounding as already over this as could be.

“Well, we are a little empty on the roster at the moment. Some...unfortunate parachuting incidents. Wind advisory that day. You know how it goes.” Deadpool shrugged.

By her expression, no. She did not know how it went.

But the sooner you started, the sooner this could be over. Colossus motioned to each of you in turn, “Peter, (Y/N), and Kitty. These are my teammates and friends.” He nodded back to Deadpool, “And this is Wade.” And then to the boy. “And Russell.”

Of course you already knew who they both were. It’d been a bit of a scandal really, with the whole Essex House fiasco and the deaths that had occurred there. Fair or not, a lot of the blame had ended up on Juggernaut the second time around though you thought. Which is why Charles hadn’t had to deal with too much bad press in the aftermath.

You could not let this become another Essex House situation for the X-Men though. You were about to speak up about heading to the basement together and Deadpool staying out of your way so you all could neutralize everyone without any fatal hits, when he gasped dramatically, making you freeze again.

“Kitty!? Like an actual girl named Kitty? Oh my God, this whole time I thought you were his cat!” He hit his own leg, laughing. “I’m thinking, holy shit this guy loves his goddamn cat, but who am I to judge you know? I had a dog named Mr. Shuggums. Cutest little fucker.” He took a breath. “I miss him.”

“Wade.” Colossus groaned. “We do not have all night.”

Okay, so there was still something sweet about Colossus gushing about his girlfriend even to this manic mercenary. But no kidding, this show really needed to get on the road here.

“Guys, why don’t we just let Peter disarm them all, Colossus, you grab Giovanni, and Kitty and I deal with anyone who still resists? No one has to get hurt, and then it’s all done, easy.”

“And then we go find somewhere else to eat. Killing me here. I wanted that damn calzone and tiramisu.” Peter sighed, pulling his goggles back down over his eyes again. “More guns coming up.”

He disappeared at once, but when he didn’t return immediately as you were so accustomed to, you and Kitty exchanged a nervous look.

And after only another few seconds, your instincts told you something had definitely gone wrong.

“Is the basement directly beneath us?” You asked Deadpool sharply, already reaching out a hand to Kitty. Your adrenaline was starting, all good feelings gone as it was now time to act.

But you’d worked together long enough now, you didn’t have to explain your plan to her or Colossus.

Yet when the previously mouthy merc had no instant response, just staring at you in thought, it was clear he hadn’t done any recon beforehand at all. He’d literally just walked in here and expected everything to work out.

“Perfect.” Kitty said sarcastically, glancing quickly to Colossus as she took your hand. “You’re our backup, dear, in case our vertical entrance doesn’t work out. Come find us.”

“Always.” He said, already turning, his weight shaking the floor as he ran to look for any stairway downward while you and Kitty dropped straight through the floor.

It was surely a risk of its own to use her phasing ability so blindly as this. You could end up in a too small crawlspace, in underground piping, a sewer system, anything really. She’d make sure not to go solid until it was safe, as to not impale or bury you alive of course. But if Peter were in trouble, there was no time to waste by ending up at a dead end and having to go back up and try again.

You’d held your breath, as there was no way for you to process oxygen either as your lungs and every other part of you shifted through the other matter. It was darkness and insulation, pipes, and conduit that flashed by at first. But in the fractions of seconds that it took to fall, you had already powered up. The white light of your energy field overtaking your body, shielding you both as you did fall into a larger open area.

It was even darker than the restaurant above, all concrete and dampness. The glow from your body was the brightest thing there as much more men than you’d expected all turned in surprise. You saw the glint of multiple gun barrels now, but the thing you wanted to see most was Peter’s silver hair as you’d scanned the area for him instantly.

There was a stairwell in the distance. He was laying near the bottom of it. But you had no time to be shocked or afraid, only anger swelled as you released Kitty’s hand, making you solid again. “I’ll get him.” Was all you said. Letting her know to protect herself as you flew to him. Bullets couldn’t hurt her if she was ready for them. But Peter would be defenseless without one of you now, and by means of your power of flight you were the faster of you and her.

The man closest to Peter had a different kind of gun though you realized. Something you didn’t recognize at all as he aimed at you. You splayed your palms to create an energy shield in front of you as he pulled the trigger.

It didn’t make a sound though. But everything around you instantly distorted as pain exploded through you. You saw five or six of him now, as your feet hit the ground, unable to concentrate enough to fly then. But even as you stumbled, realizing your shielding wasn’t fully stopping whatever that weapon was doing, you were still able to expand your shield rapidly, hitting the man with the force of a car in your pain and sending him flying into a nearby wall, the weapon clattering to the ground lightly against his now limp body.

But you still felt like you were going to puke.

“Kill them you idiots!” Someone screamed.

You dropped yourself, laying over Peter just as quickly, grateful to feel him breathing as you focused through the pain to extend a shield around you both as the gunfire started.

“Bitch!” Another man yelled as Kitty just walked unharmed through all the flying bullets towards you.

“Shadowcat actually,” She said, skilled enough in her powers to choose what was solid and what wasn’t. Just the outside of her fist being all she needed to crush his nose in one punch with a squirt of blood, and only the end of her foot used as she swept her leg after to knock his own right out from under him.

Even among your own team, sometimes people could forget that that petite Jewish girl was about as skilled a martial artist as anyone could be.

“Babe?” You heard against your ear though, glancing back down to Peter. There was real relief even in the chaos as you saw him smile up at you.

He talked back against your ear in the noise as Kitty continued to utterly wreck the guys around you. “I fucked up a little, right? That gun...they already had it going, aimed at the door when I came back, a trap...I think I hit every stair on the way down...I still see like three of you right now.”

“Ditto.” You breathed.

And then there was another even louder noise as the remnants of a door also came flying down the stairs. Colossus barreled in behind it like a stampeding elephant, Deadpool right behind him as they leapt over the both of you and joined the fray.

“We found the basement!” Deadpool announced gleefully, swords swinging. “Don’t think they’d even locked the door back actually, but fuck if big Russki doesn’t love a dramatic entrance!”

For a moment you thought all your words about at least trying not to kill had been for nothing, thinking Deadpool was going to chop these men into literal pieces. But even as blood sprayed left and right, you realized he was just cutting tendons. The men then unable to hold their guns, unable to stand at all as he crippled each he reached in succession.

It was still completely horrific, but hell, how much could you really ask for from someone like him? Especially when you yourself had slammed that one man into a concrete wall as if he were a ragdoll. You glanced over anxiously for a moment, glad to see him shifting a little, but still crumpled exactly where you’d thrown him. He was alive, a small relief at least.

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Obviously the other gunmen hadn’t had a prayer either though once you’d all been down there together.

Colossus already had a still cursing Giovanni slung over one shoulder as you were now helping Peter back up and trying not to step in all the blood as you all walked over to Kitty.

“What a mess...very interesting weapon though,” She spoke of that odd gun that’d been used on you and Peter, it now in her hands as she turned it one way and then another examining it. “I’m bringing this back with us. The police don’t need anything like this. Hank and I can figure out how it works. And how to defend against it hopefully before we run into another one of these out in the field.”

“It seems this Giovanni was more a threat than expected,” Colossus said, giving the still squirming man an unhappy look, before looking back to you all. “Are you alright, Peter?”

“I’m still hungry.” Peter grumbled, an arm over your shoulder to still help stabilize him as his other hand went to his head as if it were pounding. He also had some bruising starting on his face, no doubt from his tumble down the stairs. “I wouldn’t have drank so damn much if I’d known we weren’t going to eat...”

With the speed of his metabolism, that alcohol likely was hitting him pretty hard now on his already empty stomach.

“We should turn this guy over and get out of here.” You agreed. Though you didn’t feel so hot yourself. Still a little nauseous from whatever that weapon did to your senses. But at least you weren’t seeing triple of everything anymore.

“Hold it, girl scouts!” Deadpool piped up, chipper as ever as he grabbed something at Giovanni’s neck before any of you could think to stop him.

The man choked just a moment though, before a piece of metal snapped off into Wade’s hands. It was a necklace, with a symbol of some sort. You saw just a glimpse of it before Deadpool pocketed it. “No proof of finishing the job, no payday for DP. No payday, then no liquor, no coke, no hookers. Am I right?”

It was too difficult to tell when if ever he was serious, and you all chose to ignore his comment, starting back up the stairs. The odd sounds of bullet fragments falling back down the stairwell caught Peter’s attention though as he gave a grossed out look to Wade for a moment.

The now impact deformed bullets were starting to work themselves back out of all the bloody holes in Deadpool’s costume. You knew where you’d seen that before of course, but Peter was the only one that actually said it aloud.

“Damn, you and Logan would be a pair.”

There was a pause, and you could swear even with the mask, you thought you saw Wade’s cheekbones move in a way that signaled he was outright grinning from ear to ear. “At least someone gets it. He still won’t return my calls though. Such a diva lately.”

Once you did get to the top of the stairs, you only found a very agitated Russell standing there, Wade’s guns in his arms. “You took long enough, the cops are outside you know. I’m not going back to jail for you!”

“Cool your tater tots, kid.” Deadpool responded lazily, in no hurry, but grabbing the weapons back to holster them all regardless.

“I could have finished this faster! I would have fried their asses!” Russell argued.

“You would have been shot. Fire does not stop bullets.” Colossus only answered matter of factly.

Russell made a face, but Wade cut him off before he could say any more.

“Now now, listen to metal daddy. No sass. And actually, I think there’s something we should talk about, champ. X-Force is way more badass and all, but we don’t exactly have a training and junior member tier yet. Maybe later. You might want to think about riding home with these guys and checking their setup out. I don’t have any powers myself to relate to you like that, except me being very shootable, devastatingly charming, sexy, smart, and a competitive level Skee-Ball player...”

Deadpool sighed, continuing. “But these guys have a Danger Room. Which is totally not a sex dungeon, yeah I was bummed about that too. But they could let you unleash that school shooter level teenage angst and burn all the shit you wanted until you really figure out your powers.”

Russel bristled. “I’m not a school shooter you prick! And you always said the X-Men were neutered dweebs and-”

Wade coughed loudly, ushering Russell forward suddenly as you all continued to walk. “Hah, kids. Such darlings. Mishear everything don’t they?”

Colossus only answered without offense though. “The offer is still open, Russell. Though you have said no before. The Professor would never turn down a young mutant in need.”

It was Peter who surprised you a little, a smirk on his face as he contributed. “Freaking sweet house too, man. Xavier’s loaded. Big screen TV, a pool, basketball court, your own room, supersonic jet. Bunch of cute girls as well, or cute boys, you know whatever you’re into.”

“I’m not gay.” Russell huffed, but actually looked to be listening now as he didn’t immediately spit back with a sarcastic retort.

Though you gave Peter a weird look and he just grinned. “What? I stayed for you didn’t I, babe? Just saying. I wasn’t exactly on board with the whole team thing before that either. I know where he’s coming from is all.”

“It’s up to you, Russell.” Kitty said more diplomatically, before returning to the matter at hand. “We’re parked at that parking garage two blocks south. Everyone meet back there, Colossus and I will hand this guy over to the cops out front. The rest of you, I’m sure there’s got to be some emergency exit you can sneak out of. Probably better to split up actually. Less attention.”

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Just as Kitty had suggested, Deadpool and Russell went out one way, and you and Peter another. You came out onto another street behind the restaurant. And you’d just finally started to relax again, Peter taking your hand in his own and walking away like an honest to God normal couple for once, just out on the town together before you noticed an oddly placed white van with distinct lettering on it.

Peter saw it too just as the light from a camera hit you both.

“Hell,” You breathed.

“Want to run?” He asked seriously.

“Too late, they’d just film us ditching, and say we had something to hide.”

Your headache was returning in full force you thought as you steeled yourself, seeing the reporter now in a full sprint towards you.

“It’s Quicksilver! And (your codename)! The X-Men are here!” A woman shouted.

As you walked closer to the news van, the camera flashes only increased. It looked like a small group of paparazzi had also camped out here, hoping for this exact result. How did word travel so damn fast?

“Marcia Fletcher, WAFN nightly news!” She introduced herself at once, her camera man there just as quickly, huffing a little from the run as he got you both in focus.

You could see the lights on on his camera as she shoved her microphone in front of you and Peter. “You’re on live coverage of the Ruffiano’s restaurant shootings with WAFN. Is it true that Giovani Marcello was apprehended here tonight by the X-Men? And how did you know he was here when he’s been on Interpol’s most wanted list for four years?”

You knew without looking at him that Peter was happily deferring the speaking role to you now as you tried not to look rattled. You attempted to think of what Charles would and wouldn’t want you to say, even with the pain in your head and lingering nausea. “We didn’t know who was here. We were in the area and saw people running and went to help, that’s all.” You lied.

“But the reports of gunshots, witnesses also said Deadpool had drawn a gun on a restaurant employee and Colossus was seen inside. Is Deadpool now affiliated with the X-Men again? Did he shoot anyone?”

“Deadpool is not affiliated with the X-Men. Colossus was here tonight, but he only would have been defending anyone he thought in danger. Deadpool did not shoot anyone.” You tried to keep to short truths that time.

“But then why was Deadpool there? Should people really believe it would be a coincidence that the X-Men and Deadpool would be at the same incidence at one time if not working together?”

“Well you’re here aren’t you? Are you affiliated with us?” You replied before you could stop yourself, though still restraining the annoyance you really wanted to put into that statement. “Trouble attracts a crowd.”

Peter made a sound, a restrained laugh you knew. But before the reporter could blurt out another question, one of the now growing number of paparazzi called out, “(Your codename), hey look here! Is it true you and Quicksilver are still dating!?”

You knew better than to be baited, humoring any of them just made it worse. They were like piranhas. But Peter couldn’t help it, turning to look as so many cameras flashed. His arm slid around you protectively. “Why wouldn’t we be, dude?” He called back.

“Are you saying the photos of (your codename) and Gambit were before you two reconciling?”

It took every ounce of your self control to not respond, but oh God did you want to. It was the mission in Tanzania. You knew it. You, Storm, and Gambit. Peter had stayed in the U.S. for that one as it’d been the holidays and his Mom had wanted both he and Wanda over for some time together.

After the mission was over, the three of you had ended up on one of the beautiful Tanzanian beaches for a single day. Just a single day to yourselves.

You’d had the audacity to wear a revealing bathing suit though and you and Remy had been photographed together, him shirtless of course because it was a goddamn beach. And laughing and smiling because, surprise, you were friends! And they’d cropped Ororo out in all the closeups for complete loss of context.

It’d been a thing in some of the tabloids for a while, but you really thought that had finally blown over. Of course if anyone asked Remy, he liked to play coy on the whole subject to keep up his God’s gift to all men and women sex symbol status.

“Peter, let’s just go,” You whispered in his ear, sure anything else said would only make things worse.

But you could read him all too well, and when he turned his face to look back at you, you already knew what he was going to do. You didn’t try to stop him, because never would you humiliate him on live television with any type of rejection, but oh, you would never live this one down. Never.

He kissed you hard. And there was nothing fake about it, honestly the kind of kiss usually reserved for your bedroom as you felt heat rising up in you. The camera flashes clicking over and over as you could still taste the alcohol he’d drank before.

When he finally released you again, you gasped a little. He gave the photographers a ‘fuck you’ look, before speaking just to you. “Now we can go.”

“Fly or run?” You breathed.

“Fly please. I’m still about half out of it.” He admitted.

You powered up to some surprised and excited sounds from the crowd. Your whole body glowing white again in the energy you emitted.

“Wait, aren’t you going to stay and talk to the police!?” The reporter shouted.

“They know where to find us if they need us.” You answered, extending your energy field around Peter, before you took off vertically, making sure to get sideways over the rooftops as soon as you could though to breakup their camera angles and finally give you privacy again at last.

You landed gently atop the parking garage only a few moments later, letting him go again as you powered back down.

“Are you mad at me?” He asked, just taking your hand again though.

“No.” You said truthfully. “But, I have no idea what we’ve really just done. We still have to go home...home where the Professor always watches the 10:00 news with his late night tea.”

Peter sighed, only half joking. “We could always go stay with my Mom for a while?”

You just moved in closer, pulling him against you as you laid your head on his shoulder. “We’ll survive, babe. Somehow we always do.”

“I think that says more about you than me though. Pretty sure I’d be face down in a ditch somewhere already if it weren’t for you.”

You chuckled, wrapping your arms around his neck then before raising your head back up to kiss him once more. Much softer this time, and even longer than his jealous little display a few minutes ago.

He made one of his little noises of contentment, hands sliding down to squeeze your butt through the thin pants you were wearing. As he pulled your hips tighter against him, he broke the kiss enough to speak regretfully. “I really was hoping to get lucky tonight...”

“Same.” You smiled. It had been a while. Mostly from you both being so tired by the time you finally got in bed. Passing out on each other had more been the norm the past couple weeks. “We get some food in you, and see where things go?”

“Gross! Get a room!”

You startled at the sudden shouting, having wholly thought yourselves alone up here in the moonlight.

Peter rolled his eyes, yelling back at Russell, “Kid, we have one! And we’d already be back there by now if it wasn’t for your little mafia hunting shenanigans!”

You looked over to see Deadpool and Russell both standing in the doorway to the parking garage stairs.

Wade whistled, leaning back against the doorframe. “Way to take down that Marcia Fletcher a notch! I always found her too uppity to be honest. I think she’s still butt hurt that they didn’t give her the lead anchor spot when Carl Sanderson moved to the early bird morning show. Tanya Meyer on the 5:00 news though, that’s my girl.”

You blinked. “How...how do you know-” It was literally minutes ago, it would have taken them just this long to walk here.

Deadpool lifted up his cell phone. “Facebook live, bitches. Don’t you follow WAFN? The recipes they post from Saturday morning cooking with Pat are always delish.” He looked back down at the phone though, happily reading. “Hah! Peggy Fredrickson from Brewster, New York thinks Marcia’s contouring and drawn on eyebrows are getting worse. Fire your makeup person, Marcia.” He tapped something on the screen. “Like comment! Oh, and Michael Morris from Ridgefield says who wouldn’t do Remy LeBeau. Damn, Michael, all out and proud on main.”

Peter let go of you, taking an annoyed breath. But then looking back to you. “Please let me at least prank Remy, something, anything.”

“But he didn’t do anything.” You replied, though only more stressed now that this was already blowing up on social media.

“Exactly! He should have at least denied it! But no, Mr. cool Cajun can’t admit that you’d actually choose me over him.”

“Hey now, I think you’re looking at this the wrong way, Quickie.” Deadpool interjected. “There’s always the ménage à trois option. I mean he’s French right? And Michael from Ridgefield is just spitting truth. Who wouldn’t want to do Remy LeBeau? He could shuffle my cards anytime.”

“You guys are so fucking weird.” Russell groaned. “Can we go find your damn car now?”

But you didn’t move yet, still looking fully at Peter. “Wade’s just trying to get under your skin. We all know how Remy is. He’d flirt with a piece of cardboard if it suited him. It doesn’t mean anything to him.” You recognized that Gambit was physically attractive of course, you had eyes too after all. But that was the only extent of it. You loved Peter. Not to mention you wouldn’t at all want to get on Rogue’s bad side. She and Gambit were tumultuous enough without someone else being added to the mix.

“This is adorable, really. But I did bring ‘good job team for sending a little girl selling, gentrification funding, pencil dick mob boss to butt fucking federal prison’ cannolis. Want some?” Deadpool offered, lifting up a large takeout box you somehow hadn’t noticed before.

Peter’s shoulders dropped a little, still heavily annoyed though eyeing the box. “So does this mean you’re coming back with us too?”

Wade shrugged, “The kid doesn’t know you guys. What kind of daddy would I be if I didn’t at least go and make sure he actually wanted to stay in your little mutant commune before I ditch him there?”

“You aren’t my damned dad.” Russell said, though almost sounding too tired to argue further at this point. He reached up, taking a cannoli from the box and biting into it as he started to walk back down the stairwell. “What floor is the car on?”

“Just one down from here, you already passed it. Black SUV,” you answered. Colossus and Kitty must not have been here yet if Wade and Russell had made it all the way to the top deck without finding them.

Peter grabbed your hand again, walking with you to the doorway as he grabbed three cannolis out the box begrudgingly with his other hand. He passed one off to you, before biting into the other two in quick succession.

And you only had a moment to see all the thick scarring under Wade’s mask as he lifted it just enough to start eating one himself, before turning to follow you both out and down the stairwell.

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(Concluded in Part 2 here)

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The High School Dance Fic Nobody Asked For - Klave

Just a little something that was rattling in my head. Not sure whether to just let it exist as is or try to continue it into a multi-part series 🤷‍♀️

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The building was hardly festive—it was the opposite, in fact. It was an event center than held everything from high school dances to corporate networking events. As such, everything was square and beige, intending to be neutral, but coming across as stuffy and uninviting instead. The only thing festive about the place was a half-assed spattering of streamers and balloons wrapped around the stairwell rails and the faint thumping sound of bass-heavy music inside.

What was the theme again? He wasn’t sure, but he thought it had something to do with being underwater or something like that. The streamers were all blue and green, which supported his theory. It didn’t really matter did it? It’s not like it was a costume dance. Why bother with themes anyway?

Dave wasn’t really sure why he came here tonight. His suit was uncomfortable, stiff and starched more than he was used to. It felt like he was wearing a paper bag that was tied too tight around his throat and waist and shoulders. He handed his ticket to Erica, the soft-spoken blonde he knew from a chemistry class he took the year before, giving her a polite smile as he walked past.

He wasn’t sure what he was expecting this night to feel like exactly, but he wasn’t expecting this. Despite the pessimism he felt about the whole thing, he couldn’t deny this thrum of something that felt strangely like hope, anticipation. It was like it hung in the air and the further down the hall he walked, the stronger it gripped him. He wasn’t alone in feeling it, he figured, judging by the way that couples looked at each other, hung off each other. There was an undeniable energy here that he hadn’t expected.

He turned the last corner into the dark gymnasium, passing through a thick curtain of streamers that hung in the doorway. He had to blink a few times as he entered the room to force his eyes to adjust to the darkness, registering some wandering laser lights and the occasional strobe coming from the corner of the room, behind the DJ’s table. The air smelled a little off, probably from the fog machines and Dave took a deep breath, deciding now, much too late, that this was a terrible idea. What was he doing here? Why did he decide that coming stag to a school dance was the right thing to do? He had to wear the suit and leave the house to keep up appearances with his parents, sure, but he didn’t need to come here and subject himself to his classmates. He could have gone to the park for a few hours, taken a walk downtown, sat in his truck and read Dune until it was a reasonable time to come home from the dance.

He was broken from his thoughts by a bump to his shoulder, looking to his left to see someone stumbling, realizing immediately that he recognized the face as Klaus Hargreeves. He was so clearly drunk, stumbling into his date’s side with a giggle, glancing back at Dave to say sorry, waving his hand with his lips pulled in an exaggerated pout.

“Whoops! Sorry, handsome,” Klaus said with a wink, grinning as his date tugged him, too hard for Dave’s taste, and sent Klaus stumbling a few more steps forward toward the table where the punchbowl was.

Dave hadn’t had much time to really react, but by the time he’d processed everything, Klaus was out of earshot. Dave watched the guy he was with, a tall, cranky looking guy with three piercings in his right ear, holding Klaus up by his elbow in a way that made it clear that it was out of obligation only. It put a frown on Dave’s face and he all but forgot about how much he didn’t want to be at this stupid school dance. Instead, his attention was on Klaus and his date, which wasn’t unusual for Dave, really—his attention was on Klaus more often than Dave cared to admit, whether he was alone or with his family or with whatever person Klaus seemed to be interested in that particular week.

He followed slowly, wandering his way toward the punch table. He could see a flash of silver from Klaus’s date’s hand and realized he was dumping a flask of liquid into the punchbowl while Klaus pointed at something on the punch supervisor’s shoulder, likely serving as the distraction. It was working—the supervisor’s gaze followed Klaus’s hand and he seemed to be nodding in agreement to whatever it was Klaus was saying. It only took a few seconds for the emptied flask to be emptied and for Klaus’s date to switch out the flask for the ladle, pouring drinks for himself and Klaus, nudging the liquid into Klaus’s hand.

Dave waited until they walked away to approach the punchbowl. He looked down into the pink liquid, wondering briefly what had been dumped into the bowl, but since they’d both willingly drank it, it couldn’t have been anything too bad. He scooped a cup for himself, taking a long drink of it. He got the faintest hint of alcohol on his tongue, but the punchbowl was big enough that it seemed to disperse whatever cocktail they’d poured in enough to not be very noticeable. It didn’t take long for Dave to finish off his drink and pour himself another. Maybe this would make the night somewhat more bearable. He’d have to stay for at least an hour or two to avoid any of his mother’s suspicion, so he needed a way to get comfortable. He leaned back against the far wall, nursing his punch slowly as he watched the crowd dancing under the twirling lights.

“What do you think?” A voice said beside him, causing Dave to startle a little, nearly spilling his cocktail.

Klaus was standing there with a suspiciously wide grin on his face, glancing from Dave’s gaze to his cup. Dave glanced around to see if Klaus’s date was near, but saw no sign of him, thankfully. He turned his attention back on Klaus’s glassy eyes and swallowed hard.

“Of what? You’re little cocktail,” Dave lifted his glass briefly in illustration, “Or the teenage orgy?” He joked, pointing to the dance floor, seeing teenagers writhing against each other, some awkward and uncomfortable, others fluid and practiced in a way that made Dave a little concerned.

Klaus leaned into the wall beside him, leaning his head back to rest against the smooth surface, eyes up on the ceiling, watching the lights move. “Hmm, I /was/ talking about the punch, but now you’ve got me more curious About the orgy,” Klaus commented, rolling his head to the side a little to shoot a wink at Dave.

Dave’s breath caught at the attention and he buried his blush in another long sip of his punch, polishing off his glass with a slight grimace. The taste was beginning to come through a little more clearly, leaving his stomach feeling warm from the inside out. He turned his gaze back to Klaus as he set his glass aside on the table beside him.

“What happened to your date? Shouldn’t you be out there too?” Dave asked, head feeling thick and foggy and he wasn’t sure if it was the alcohol in the punch or the thick smoke from the fog machines.

Klaus shrugged, flicking his hand in a dismissive gesture, turning to lean against the wall with one shoulder so he could look at Dave more fully, crossing his arms across his slim chest. “Hardly a date, he fulfilled his duty and left, as agreed,” Klaus said vaguely, leaning his head against the wall again, this time to the side, looking up at Dave with his head cocked, “How about you, handsome? Where’s your date?”

Dave could feel heat rising to his skin when Klaus called him handsome, but he hoped the multi-colored lights would hide that. He shook his head, lips curling up into a small smile. “No date, I came by myself,” he answered simply, searching Klaus’s face, wondering how he’d react. Would he think that was sad? Pitiful?

Klaus surprised him by breaking into a wide smile. There was a glint in Klaus’s eye, despite the glassiness that was also there. It made Klaus look predatory. “So you’re available for a dance then?” Klaus asked, voice nearly a purr as he took a step closer to Dave, hand moving to Dave’s arm.

Dave couldn’t speak. He could only look down at Klaus’s slender fingers wrapped loosely around his bicep before tracing his gaze up his bare forearm to where his cuffs were rolled up to the elbows, following his arm up to the open cut of Klaus’s shirt, unbuttoned to almost the middle of his chest. He caught himself looking a beat too long and forced his gaze up to Klaus’s, who was looking back at him with a smirk that told him that he’d been caught.

“Is that a yes?” Klaus asked, smiling as his hand slid down Dave’s to lace their fingers together and then Klaus was moving, pushing off the wall, backing up toward the dance floor with Dave towed with him.

Dave didn’t have to answer—Klaus had already started carrying him away into the crowd and Dave was moving with him automatically, his brain on autopilot while his body was on overdrive, focused on the feeling Klaus’s hand on his own, the way the bass thumped through the soles of his feet and reverberated through his chest. His brain was still trying to catch up with his feet—Klaus Hargreeves, who Dave had been absolutely smitten over for the last few months, was pulling him onto a dance floor and now, oh wow, Klaus had let go of his hand and was moving, swaying his hips side to side, letting his arms rise up above his head. His head was falling back with a broad smile on his lips and his shirt rode up to reveal an inch of skin between his white button-up and his leather pants—Oh god, he was wearing leather pants with laces up the side instead of slacks. Dave’s mouth was dry as Klaus’s head came back up, gaze landing on Dave.

It wasn’t until Klaus’s expression shifted into a pout, forearms coming down to rest on Dave’s shoulders that Dave’s head began to get with the program. Klaus leaned in and spoke against Dave’s ear, cheek to cheek, and his heart stuttered.

“Not gonna dance with me, Davey?” He asked, still swaying, now moving in closer, swaying against Dave and Dave could see his opportunity quickly slipping away. He needed to move and soon.

He brought a shaky hand up to Klaus’s hip, thumb skating over the skin between his shirt and his pants and then he was moving, matching Klaus’s movements, swaying with him. His movements were shy at first, but Klaus’s bright, happy laugh gave him a little confidence. Klaus wrapped his arms more fully around Dave’s neck and Dave took the opportunity to wrap his own arms around Klaus’s waist, reeling him in a little closer as they moved. Klaus lifted his head and looked at Dave, much closer now. He was close enough that Dave could smell the alcohol on his breath mixed with the scent Klaus was wearing, something faintly floral and woody.

“You’re not bad at this, Katz,” Klaus said, lips curling up into a lazy smile, one that had Dave’s stomach flipping a somersault.

“You’re not bad yourself, Hargreeves.”

Klaus laughed, eyes crinkling at the corners as he let his head fall back, arms tightening around Dave’s neck to keep himself upright. Dave didn’t mind.

“You look great tonight,” Dave complimented, words spilling out before he could hold them back.

Klaus lifted his head and Dave couldn’t decide whether it was a tragedy, since it meant he couldn’t stare at the long column of Klaus’s throat, or a revelation, since it meant he could now look back at Klaus’ pretty face. The expression Klaus wore was more serious than Dave had seen it tonight. He stared at him like he was looking for something and Dave wasn’t sure if he hoped that Klaus did or didn’t find whatever it was he was looking for. He just looked back, waiting for Klaus to react.

Klaus seemed satisfied with whatever it was that he found in Dave’s expression because the lazy smile was curving his lips again. He batted his dark eyelashes coquettishly and bit his lip, drawing Dave’s eyes helplessly down to stare at the shine there. Oh god, he was pretty. He was so pretty and looking right at Dave, all his attention, right on him.

“See something you like, Davey?” Klaus asked impishly, sliding his hands down Dave’s arms to take his hand, spinning himself out away from Dave to give him a good view. Dave kept up, gently stretching his arm out to let him spin. He’d been invited, so Dave let himself look. His eyes roamed from Klaus’s face, down the line of his neck and chest where it disappeared into his just-this-side-of-too-unbuttoned shirt, the flash of soft skin above his pants, the long zigzag line of tantalizing skin that stretched from Klaus’s hip to his ankle. Dave pulled gently, spinning Klaus back in, where he landed with only a minor stumble with his back against Dave’s chest.

“I like all of it. You look gorgeous,” the music was loud so Dave leaned in to say it against Klaus’s ear and he swore he felt Klaus shiver.

“Davey!” Klaus exclaimed, turning in Dave’s arms to rest his hands on Dave’s shoulders and turn the full power of his playful gaze on him, “You’re gonna make me blush, you flatterer.”

He just smiled in return, feeling a little safer now, more comfortable. Dancing with Klaus was a whirlwind, all playful movements and teasing words, a push and pull that made Dave’s heart race. Klaus seemed to be having fun, so Dave felt a little braver the longer he danced with him.

“It’d be hard to see under these lights,” He said, pulling Klaus in closer again to speak closer to his ear, “Which is a shame, I bet it’d look so pretty.”

It felt like a risky thing to say, but Klaus just bit his lip on a big grin and looked at Dave like he hadn’t been expecting it—like he hadn’t been expecting Dave to hold his own with him. Klaus was intimidating to most people, especially to Dave, and it wasn’t uncommon for people to get flustered around him—both because he was so pretty it hurt and because Klaus knew how to wield his words like a weapon. He knew just how to tease, how to flirt, how to get under somebody’s skin.

The song ended and they stopped moving as the sounds faded into something softer and slower. Dave glanced around and saw people pairing up, arms around necks, hands on hips. When he looked back at Klaus, he was pulling away, pasting an unaffected look on his face to cover the flash of apprehension that Dave had caught the tail-end of.

“Well, Katz, this was fun,” Klaus said, backing away, though he wobbled a bit, nearly falling back into somebody before Dave caught his hand and pulled him back upright, right into Dave’s chest.

“Maybe you should dance with me for one more. Just until you get your sea legs, huh?” He teased, arm around Klaus’s waist, though he’d let Klaus go if he showed any sign of not wanting to stay for the slow song.

The thought of swaying slowly with Klaus in his arms made Dave’s pulse run fast and hot, but he could understand if Klaus didn’t want to sustain that level of intimacy for 4 whole minutes. Klaus didn’t seem to let anything resembling intimacy around him. Sure, he was a flirt and there were rumors of the things he did, but Dave had never seen him hold someone’s hand, cuddle up to someone, hug anyone. He couldn’t really picture Klaus slow dancing, but Dave couldn’t help but try.

Klaus looked around before looking back at Dave, the same serious, searching expression back on his face. After a beat, Klaus made his mind up and smiled coyly.

“Oh, I guess,” he said, as if he were doing Dave a favor, but when he wrapped his arms around Dave’s neck, he held him close, pressing up close to him with a smile tugging at his lips, “Don’t think this is gonna get you into my pants, Davey.”

Dave held Klaus’s hips, one hand splayed at the base of his spine, swaying with him again, slower, this time. He snorted a little and pressed his cheek against Klaus’s temple so he’d be able to hear him without needing to shout.

“I don’t think anyone could get in those pants, Hargreeves. They’re much too tight.”

Klaus laughed like he hadn’t expected it, the sound bright and happy and he tightened his grip on Dave, pressing his face against Dave’s neck for a moment as he laughed.

“Touché.” Klaus agreed, letting one hand drift down a little to hold Dave’s bicep, leaving room for Klaus to rest his cheek on Dave’s shoulder.

Dave’s heart soared, it felt like it was going to beat clear out of his chest—could Klaus feel it? He didn’t close his eyes, not wanting to be /that/ cheeseball, but he let his eyes unfocus somewhere on the floor over Klaus’s shoulder and just tried to memorize the feeling. He was pretty sure he wasn’t going to get this opportunity again, so he’d need to commit all of these details to his mind. He focused on the smell of Klaus’s cologne, the warm weight of him, the feeling of his hair tickling Dave’s cheek, the slim cut of his hips in Dave’s hands.

“Dave?” Klaus asked after a minute or two of swaying in easy silence, lifting his head to look at him.

“Yeah?” He responded, not able to read Klaus’s expression, but was happy to try if it meant he could look at his face, now so much closer.

“You’ve already been the best date to a dance that I think I’ve ever had, and you’re not even my date.” Klaus said eventually, face breaking into a smile, though there was still a seriousness in his eyes when he looked at Dave.

Dave smiled fondly, “Well I’m flattered you think so. I’m honored.”

Klaus rolled his eyes, probably at how cheesy this moment was, but Dave couldn’t bring himself to feel embarrassed about it because there was a redness in Klaus’s cheeks and he seemed like he was fighting a happy little smile as he dipped forward again, resting his chin on Dave’s shoulder, snuggling in closer to him. Dave was more than happy to oblige him, wrapping his arms more solidly around Klaus’s middle. They were full-on hugging at this point, hugging and swaying like the most sappy couples in school and while Dave usually rolled his eyes when others did it...

He was beginning to understand what the draw was.

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smuttymess · 5 years ago

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a simple dinner | 01

pairing: jung hoseok x female reader x jeon jungkook (brief mention)

genre: angst, smut, idol!hobi x jk

rating: 18+

word count: 2,000

warnings: jealousy, degradation, casual sex, public sex, dom!hoseok, explicit language, mf fingering, cum play

about: you knew flirting with men other than your boyfiend, hoseok, came with consequences - but that didn’t stop you from giving jungkook all of your attention at the group’s reunion dinner. after all, consequences doled out by a jealous hoseok can sometimes be good thing.

navigation: part two

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Hoseok could barely look at you. His eyes were fixed on the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel, clenched around it so tightly that the skin around his knuckles were losing color. The two of you had been sitting in silence ever since you left the restaurant, and the tension was impenetrable.

You were smarter than to push him when he’s so visibly upset, but the silence was insufferable, and you were desperate for even a hint of kindness from your boyfriend.

“Please forgive me.”

Hoseok stares blankly over the steering wheel, his eyes laser-focused on the road ahead. It was as if you weren’t even there.

You knew you had been flirting too much with Jungkook at dinner.

This evening was special, a reunion for the members and their guests after their first extended break since debut. Everyone was dressed to the nines: Hoseok in a crisp white button down and a sports jacket, you in your favorite little leather black dress that he had purchased for you while he was shooting in Los Angeles. He always knew exactly how to spoil you, and it turned him on to know he would be tearing it off later on. He couldn’t keep his hands off of you underneath the table as the members recounted the adventures from the break, the wine flowing and the mood high.

While the boys were always gorgeous, Jungkook looked particularly attractive tonight. He radiated a post-vacation glow that can only come after some time away from a grueling schedule, his skin perfectly sun-kissed after spending some much-needed time in the sun. He wore a white button down that showed the definition of strong biceps, strengthened further by the countless hours at at the gym during his time off. You didn’t think he could get any hotter, yet you never failed to be surprised every time you saw him. Tonight it was almost impossible to peel your eyes away from his body: his biceps flexing as they moved against the confines of his shirt, his strong, gripping hands, his back muscles as they rippled with every subtle movement.

He was also growing out his hair - now past his ears - and it looked fucking good. You noticed each time the lush dark brown locks fell across his face as he laughed at one of Namjoon’s poetic ramblings. His youthful mannerisms were more noticeable as his hair tumbled over his eyes, his hands in constant motion as they repeatedly rushed up to sweep it away, making for a perfect view of his stunning facial features.

It was hard not to adore is boyish charm alongside the innate sexiness that emanated from him without really trying: how his nose scrunched and lips curved in delight as he enjoyed the night’s meal, his eyes widening as he entertained the group with stories about his time at home.

You knew Jungkook had a thing for you. Even with a perfectly fine date by his side, you would often catch him staring from across the table, your eyes momentarily locking in a flirtatious stare as you flashed him a teasing smile. He hadn’t yet developed the ability to hide his crush, his cheeks immediately getting flushed and eyes jetting down to his plate. His hands would toy with the silverware, steering his attention to various inanimate objects on the table as he regained composure. It was adorable.

Things had been this way for years, and you knew it would be so easy (and fun) to fuck this man, but you always kept your distance. However attractive he was, to you he was simply an amusement for you - a welcome, shameless flirtation that did not extend after the night was done.

Jungkook was fun to play with, but you only had eyes for Hoseok.

If only you could get Hoseok could see it that way.

Hoseok’s stern expression never wavered, even at the sound of your pleading voice. Exasperated, your eyes stare straight ahead into the darkness of the single-lane road, the iridescent lights of the downtown skyscrapers disappearing in the rearview as you moved into the quieter, more exclusive neighborhood of Hannam-dong.

The sound of the motor revved, ascending up several steep, winding hills, at an extremely rapid speed. After several more agonizing minutes, you finally arrived at Hoseok’s complex, the front gates opening as you move up the final patch of road leading to his apartment building. The door to the garage opened at an agonizingly slow pace, swiftly closing behind you as the car made its way into the dimly lit garage.

This wasn’t the first time Hoseok got jealous - far from it. He was the nicest guy, known for his charisma and optimistic nature. But he was also possessive of you - he always has been. He chose you, quickly and feverishly claiming you and sweeping you up into the world. Anything you wanted - clothes, shoes, apartments, trips - were yours so long as you asked. He was the most devoted, caring and generous partner a woman could ask for.

He asked one small thing in return: complete ownership of you.

You loved him deeply, but you had always been naturally independent, flirtatious, social butterfly that could not be simply kept. Admittedly, there was a part of you that enjoyed seeing him tense up, in knowing that you weren’t fully his.

With each passing moment in the speeding car, you grew more and more nervous, yet equally excited, about what consequences tonight’s discretion would bring.

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Pulling into the designated parking spot, Hoseok shut off the car, quieting the engine and but leaving the keys in the ignition. The headlights flickered off, leaving you with only the subdued lights from the garage.

Still looking over the dashboard, Hoseok finally broke the silence.

“You know, you were flirting with Jungkook the entire night.”

“Hoseok, I -” your face turned to him in an attempt to make the eye contact you’ve been yearning for throughout the ride.

You immediately paused as you see his lips press together, the intensity of his anger building with every second.

"Acting like a total slut at the restaurant,” he hissed. “Smiling and batting your lashes at Jungkook in of the hyungs, in front of me, like you’re not my fucking girlfriend.”

Your eyes widened at the accusation, though you knew without a doubt that you were guilty as hell.

“I’ve told you before how I feel about that, so I can only imagine that you knew this would get a rise out of me, hmm?” Your right palm began to scale the side of your left arm, your fingertips combing the leather fabric of the dress, desperate for the comfort of physical touch.

You recognized a familiar warmth building in between your thighs, your arousal growing despite the tension of the moment, or perhaps because of it.

He abruptly turned to you with a stare that instantly made you feel powerless against him. The severity of his gaze pierced right through you, his eyes narrowing and growing darker as they examine your frazzled state. Your lips open with a shortened breath, a faulty attempt to appeal to his softer side.

You could recognize that you were no longer talking to your boyfriend, Hobi. This was Hoseok: jealous, intimidating, and extremely demanding.

"My girlfriend is such a little slut. You love to taunt me, don’t you?” His domineering tone combined with the sheer potency of his emotion had you on edge. And he knew it.

“Knowing how much it pisses me off, knowing you’re going get punished,” he snarls. “Look at you - I bet you’re already wet.”

Before you could even process a next step, Hoseok abruptly opened the driver side door, exiting the car. You can feel your heartbeat racing as your eyes darted around to follow his movements through the dark. He crossed the front of the car to your side, hastily opening your door before leaning in and giving you a menacing stare. He looks especially devilish standing over you, his left arm leaning against the front seat while the other swiftly moves beneath the fabric of your dress.

A short gasp escapes your lips as two fingers move up your inner thigh and swiftly shift the lace of your panties before, landing directly on your throbbing clit. You tense up in response to his touch, his fingers covered in your wetness almost immediately.

“See how well I know your body? How I know just how and where to touch you? Nobody knows it like I do - no one ever will.” He wet his lips before pursing them together in smug delight, your body fully melting into his grip as your eyes reflected your desire.

“Is this what you wanted from Jungkook? Were you thinking of his fingers in your cunt just like this?”

His eyes never leave yours as his fingers tease you. It is clear that he is attempting to pry a confession from you as you sit there, fully exposed and at his mercy. The hard, cool metal of his rings firmly indented your skin sends noticeable shivers through your body as your head leans back to meet the headrest of the front seat. His right index and middle fingers begins to circle your clit, pressing firmly between your lips and sliding in. You to let out a loud moan as enters you, your eyelids falling shut as you sink into bliss your walls tightening around his fingers as they sink deeper into your warm cunt.

The brief moment of ecstacy is interrupted by Hoseok’s left hand at the back of your head, grabbing a fistful of your hair and forcing your eyes back open to meet his. Though slightly hidden by his honey brown locks and the angular shadows of the garage, his deep stare permeates through you. He is a dom, wanting to see tell you just how much you are enjoying the pleasure he is exacting on you. His voice deepens, immediately commanding control.

“Don’t you fucking close your eyes while I’m here. You haven’t paid attention to me all night, even as you’re wearing this dress I bought for you. I need you to remember who you belong to.”

You can only whimper obediently a his fingers slip in and out of you, the speed ramping up and causing your walls to clench tighter against his fingers, essentially rendering you speechless. You feel your wetness building, dripping onto his palm as he curves deeper into you, steadily dripping onto the interior of the front seat. He leans in to meet your face, his stare deepening and lips gently touching you as he growls into your ear.

“I need you to understand that what happened tonight cannot continue to happen, do you hear me?”

You cannot even begin to formulate words as his pace continues to build in ferocity, a tightening deep within you forming in response to the stimulation. His thumb moves up to rub your clit, his fingers continuing to pulse in and out. His left hand comes down to tilt your chin up towards him, his eyes signaling that he demands a response as he brings you closer to your edge.

“Tell me Jungkook could never fuck you like I do.”

At your failure to respond quickly, his movements come to a complete stop - his grip tightening against your chin as stares into you. You buckle against the stillness of his fingers, shaking out of sheer desperation for him to continue to get you off. He smirks at you in your pathetic, anguished state - you will get no mercy for him.

“Speak up, princess. You had plenty to say earlier. No need to be quiet now.”

“J-jungook could never, ever fuck me as good as you do,” you stutter.

A deliciously sinister smile forms on his lips, his feverish pace resuming and bringing you back into the heat of the moment. You look to him, eyes pleading to finally bring you relief. The vengeful gaze he returns, void of any leniency, makes your legs buckle beneath his touch.

“Tell me who you belong to.”

Your pleasure rests in his hands as he continues to spread you open, increasingly more more aggressive as your breathiness intensified. Swallowing a shallow gulp, you are able to muster the words needed to satisfy him - the words he always wanted to hear from you.

“You, Hoseok. I’m yours.”

You flinch as a smirk forms across his face, his eyes glimmering with innate satisfaction of knowing that in this moment he has you, fully and completely.

“Good girl,” he whispers. “Now, cum all over my fingers. Show me how much you love me.”

The forcefulness of his tone, the depth of his fingers, the coolness of his rings pressed directly against your dripping cunt - it is all too much. You immediately lose control, coming undone in the front seat of this public parking garage. Your moans are loud and feverish, your back arching as the beginnings of your orgasm rages through your body, sending blissful shock waves through the length of your spine. The euphoria consumes you, leaving you all at once breathless, disoriented and hungry for more as his movements slow inside of you.

Before you can process the last few moments, Hoseok quickly removes his fingers from beneath your dress, slipping them into his mouth before planting a kiss on your lips and gently brushing the back of his hand against your cheek. You look at him, entirely disoriented and reeling from this pleasure, entirely unsure of his next move.

The shadow shifts, darkness covering his face entirely as he leans up out of the car and into the stillness of the parking lot. You can't see his expression, but you can feel him staring down at you with simmering, knowing glare. You watch as his mouth curves up into a smile, his hand slowly extending out to you - the long-awaited act of kindness from the man you love, the man who knows just how to ruin you.

“Let’s get upstairs. I’m not even close to being done with you.”

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