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[kikimaymay]

No but for real, AZA accredited zoos/aquariums the are works of beauty and passion. It's solely about conservation and making animals incredibly happy. The sheer number of non captive born species is insanely low and the rest of the percentage is made up by unrealeasable rehabbed animals that adjusted to their new environs. I can't say this enough. We obviously fucked up in the past but every accredited zoo/aquarium is 100% about species and environmental preservation, and the staff from top to bottom works so hard to make sure every animal is as happy and healthy as they can be.

If you doubt me, go check it out! Volunteer at your local AZA accredited spot. The passion is insane. No one makes any money. It's half run by volunteers of all ages. Seriously. Do it.

There should be a zoo for people who are against zoos that are just human actors dressed up in enclosures mimicking animal behaviors

[trashmouth-richie]

TWIN FLAMES: 12 🔥

| 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 || 13 |, 14, 15

*Surprise! Earlier than expected 🥰

Eddie x Female!Reader

Summary: Dinner at your house 🍽️

W.C 3.8k

Warnings: MINORS DNI, Blowjobs, throat fucking, titty fucking, mean!Eddie.

A/N: can’t believe we have made it to part 12! Thank you for everyone so invested into this story, thank you to @munson-blurbs for helping me finish this!!

The next few days fly by like a blur. Billy was stable and was released from the hospital. His father and step mother came back home and sent him off to a boarding ranch for naughty teens in Montana. After a tearful goodbye with Nancy, Steve was sent to a 60 day inpatient rehab facility in Indianapolis. His parents finally dropped the veil of “our perfect son can do no wrong.”

They both spent Thursday night at your house crying with your parents. Mary apologized to you for her behavior and begged for your forgiveness, her designer mascara trudging down her cheeks traitorously. You weren’t one for grudges and honestly you were just happy that Steve was getting help.

“You’ve always been like a daughter to us, Y/N I should have known better than to think ill of you.” Never having to wonder where Steve gets his dramatic vibes from, you patted her hand gently and gave it a squeeze of reassurance, a silent acceptance.

Things were starting to settle down and feel normal again. The one thing that stayed constant through all the turmoil and sudden changes— was Eddie. Eddie stood by your side through it all, a valiant, heavy medaled, warrior—bracing his armored clad arms around you, keeping you safe.

Friday presented itself as a beautiful day. The sun is leaking through the sheer curtains in your room spreading a warm growth against the plush carpet of your bedroom. Slipping your arms out from beneath your sheets, stretching and letting out a yawn, you turn to face the clock, 7:01AM. The phone rings. Leaning over to answer it and stifling a groan, “h-hello?”

“Oh how I love your little morning voice, princess,” Eddie sing songs through the other end.

Your stomach flutters at the sound of his voice, soothing and sexy, “Mmm, good morning handsome,” you murmur, twirling the cord between your fingers.

“Morning sweetheart,” Eddie says, “how’d you sleep?” He’s in the kitchen packing some pretzels into a plastic baggie.

Slipping your free hand beneath the cotton of your sleep shorts you answer, “I only sleep well when you’re with me.” Twirling slow circles into your sensitive bud. You couldn’t help it, even Eddie’s voice made you long for him, “I wish you were here.”

“Aww princess, you’re making me blush, I wish I was there with you too.”

A small, delicate moan escapes your lips as you pleasure yourself to the sultry mix that is Eddie’s voice. “You still coming over tonight for dinner and to meet my mom?”

Fingers entering your velvet walls as your eyes roll into the back of your head.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world baby girl” Eddie says, “by the time I get home from work and shower it should be about 6:30 by the time i make it to your house is that alright?”

“Y-yeah it’s uhh, yeah that’ll be perfect,” your fingers are moving frantically against your clit. “I just can’t wait to see you, and touch you.”

Eddie chuckles, “Ooh baby, are you feeling naughty this morning?”

“I’m just trying to make myself feel the way that you do.. but I’m having some trouble.”

Spitting out bitter coffee all over the kitchen Eddie balks, “y—you-you’re doing what?!”

“I told you I missed you, I haven’t seen you since Wednesday… and your voice is just so sexy and I’m imagining you here with me, so would you wanna help me out… I’m almost there just not quite nailing it home.”

“And the vixen returns…” Eddie purrs, “baby you are going to be the death of me, but who would I be to deny you something so deliciously sexy this early in the morning, if I were there with you… I would be placing my lips on your neck, kissing you sweetly, running my hands up and down your thighs, ghosting over the place you need me so badly.”

Your fingers are moving feverishly against your clit, absorbing the warm wetness that consumes your pussy whenever you’re aroused. “Mm… what else Eddie, tell me what else.”

“I’d slowly take my cock and run it through the folds of your wet dripping cunt, I would inch it further and further into you. Raising my head up to watch your sweet little face pull together as you moan my name.”

“Eddie”

“Mmm yeah, you like that? You like me telling you how I would fuck you?” Eddie unzips his mechanic uniform and spits into his hand, rubbing the drippy precum over his purpling head, giving it hard pumps to catch up to you.

“S’close Eddie,” your fingers are slick with your own juices as you pump into yourself tediously and use your other hand to rub circles around your clit. You moan out as the coil in your lower belly begins to snap. “I’m coming Eddie, oh my god.” You throw a pillow over your face as you moan loudly letting your release coat your fingers.

Eddie’s pumping his cock in record speed, “fuck baby me too, oh shit,” hes standing over the sink and cums hard, releasing himself all over a faded, bleached kitchen towel.

You’re gasping for air beneath the soft silk of your pillowcase when you float back down from the clouds of your high and hear Eddie’s ragged breathing on the other end of the phone. “.. you.. oh fuck, I have to leave in like 3 minutes. Or I’m going to be late… but we will revisit this later.” You can hear Eddie’s smile break against his lips as he tells you he loves you and hangs up the phone.

Driving to Hawkins you try to dissect what your dad said to you this morning before leaving for the office. “I have something important to talk to you and Eddie about tonight.” Originally you assumed he wanted to ask you if you were being safe, using protection, but maybe he was going to tell you Eddie wasn’t good for you. You couldn’t bear the thought of your dad doing that, not after how much he seemed to enjoy Eddie’s gig. You shake the thought from your head as you continue driving to surprise your favorite metalhead with lunch. You had called Benny’s Diner earlier to place your order to be ready when you rolled into Hawkins. Picking up the savory burgers and fries, you speed to the shop, letting the smell of the food waft out the windows of your car into the humid, sticky air.

Balancing the bags of food in one hand and the bigger than life Dr. Pepper in another, you walk gingerly to the front door of the shop to the reception desk. The middle aged woman with twinkling green eyes and wrinkles adorning them smiles widely at you. “Oh my goodness gracious, what have we here?” she says standing leaning towards you.

“Hi, I’m bringing some lunch for Eddie.” You say matching her smile.

“Well my word,” she says grasping her chest as her graying blond girls bounce, “you’re the one, the one that boy hasn't stopped talking about.” You smile even wider at her words. You didn’t know Eddie had been beaming about you to his coworkers. Before you can say anything she grabs the phone, hits a few buttons and waits for someone to answer, “Rich? Send Eddie up here, his pretty girlfriend is here with some lun—-yes she’s real Jesus, just send him quick!” She hangs up and blushes a quick pink, “sorry bout that, they all thought Eddie would be single forever since the whole town, outside of these 4 walls, is afraid of him… but we are all so glad that he has you.”

Sometimes it’s easy to forget how much this town hates him, the only thing you ever thought of him was how wonderful and caring he is. Eddie comes running out of the back door leading to one of the bays, “y/n? What are you doing here?” He’s grinning from ear to ear, his overalls are hung low on his hips and tied at the waist leaving him in a white tank, smeared with motor oil and grease. He’s got a baseball cap on backwards with his hair pulled loosely into a bun at the nape of his neck.

“I wanted to surpri—” Eddie grabs you up in his arms and places a chaste kiss to your mouth, “Eddie..”

Loud whistling is heard from the bays as Eddie’s coworkers are hooting and hollering. “Oh would you all shut up and leave ‘em alone!” the receptionist shushes them all, as they turn, begrudgingly heading back to work. “Take 45 minutes today Munson, I’ll let Jimmy know.” She gives you both a wink as Eddie sets you down to go and punch out.

Sitting in the back of Eddie’s van finishing up the burgers and fries and slurping up the last bit of Dr. Pepper, Eddie turns to you and lays a greasy lipped kiss on your neck. “You’re incredible.” Kiss. “I can’t believe you’re mine.” Kiss. “I'm so lucky.”

You still blush and get goosebumps whenever he says sweet things to you. After everything that has happened you can’t believe Eddie has stood beside you through it all. “I’m the lucky one,” you say smiling as you kiss his full lips, “you’re so ridiculously sexy, I mean look at you, fuck I could just gobble you up… in fact.” You unzip Eddie’s overalls and push him back slightly as you wiggle your way down him. Shutting the doors to Eddie’s van you turn back to him, locking your eyes with him as you take your top off letting your heaving chest bounce freely.

“Christ baby,” Eddie groans as you slither down and yank his cock out of his pants, you dribble spit slowly out of your lips onto his girthy length. You slide him in your mouth slowly until your lips meet his ballsack, kitten licking them as you breathe through your nose. Eddie’s head is thrown back in ecstasy as his hips snap forward. Spit is flowing out of your mouth as the onslaught of his dick extending gloriously in your throat deepens. You clasp your hardened nipples between your fingers as you pull back, catching your breath.

Spitting forcefully on your own chest you lean forward and push your tits around Eddie’s dick. “Oh fuck sweetheart, oh my God.” Eddie sits up on one of the amps strewn across the back of the van. You wedge between his legs as you continue your position of squeezing your luscious pillowy tits around Eddie’s thick cock. “Fuck baby, look at you, look at those tits, Jesus Christ, I’m about to cum where do you want me?”

“Mmm, my chest so I can lick it up.” You say seductively as Eddie lifts his ass off the amp to pound violently into your cleavage. Hot ropes of his cum paint your chest as his moans echo throughout the van. The fringe of his bands stick to his forehead with sweat. His eyebrows knit together, and release as he comes down from his high. He tucks himself back into the cotton waistband of his underwear as he looks at you. Eyes filled with lust and desire, his eyelids hanging low as if he could take a nap. He leans forward and places a deep kiss into our lips. He runs a thick finger through his cum spreading it across your chest. You moan with delight at the feeling of his hands on you.

His dark hostile eyes never leave yours as one of his hands snakes around your neck like a veiny necklace. Wrapping his thick fingers around it and squeezing gently, the bite of his cold rings sending shivers down your spine. Scooping up his cum with two fingers watching it drop between them as he places them into your mouth, shoving them further and further down your throat until you gag slightly. You wrap your lips around his fingers, enveloping them in the hot saliva and cum filled adobe that is your mouth. Sucking his fingers clean, Eddie whispers, “good girl.”

Finding a napkin tucked inside the takeout bags, Eddie begins to clean his cum off of your chest. “Wait,” you say as you lean into the bag. You pull out a single fry, swiping the salty fried crunchiness down your lips, and landing home across your chest, swiping up his cum with the fry and popping it back into your mouth. Eddie’s eyes are blown wide with amazement as you lick the salt both from the fries and the saltiness of his cum off your fingers, “mm, delicious.”

Eddie’s mouth falls into a sly grin as he kisses you deeply, thrashing his tongue against yours and entangling his fingers in your hair. Breaking away and trying like hell to leave a purpling hickey on his neck, marking him as yours, Eddie breathes,“Baby I have to get back to work, and you’re —fuck, not making it easy.”

He lets out a throaty moan that vibrates against your lips, tingling through your body. “Seriously sweetheart, I have to go.” Eddie pulls back from you and finds your shirt on the floor of the van, he pulls it over your head as he ties up his coveralls.

You jut your bottom lip out in a fake, pouty, defiance as you open the back of the van and jump out. “But tonight is so far away.”

“T minus 5ish hours my little love,” Eddie wraps you into a hug and kisses you softly, “I love you baby, drive safe, I’ll see you tonight!” He’s jogging to the door, his dark messy bun bobbing behind him, he turns slightly, looking over his left shoulder and winks before disappearing in the open bay door.

You swear your panties are wet from that interaction alone.

Later that night at your house you are busy prepping the salad as your mother is deciding which wine to serve with the pasta. She settles on a nice bottle of Pinot Grigio as she makes her way back into the kitchen. “Are you nervous to have Eddie over tonight?” Your mother asks as she throws the wine bottle atop of some ice.

Cutting the cucumbers you look up, “No not really, he already met dad and dad really seemed to like him so that’s good, although dad did say he was something important to talk to us about tonight but I’m not sure what that entails.”

Your mother gets a look of concern on her face, “That's news to me y/n, I have no idea what he would say.”

“Yeah me neither.”

The doorbell rings and of course it is Eddie. Your dad hollers from the den that he’ll get it. “Eddie!” Your dad yells excitedly as he opens the door. Gathering him into a bear hug and squeezing him tightly.

“Hey Dan, how are ya?” Eddie says as he claps your dad’s shoulder.

“Come in, come in! Y/n’s in the kitchen with her mother, getting everything ready— and if you go in there you’ll be summoned so let’s go hide in the de—.”

“Dan! It’s time to eat!” Your mother interrupts foiling your dad plan.

“Shit, another day!” Your dad says laughing as he makes his way into the dining room. The oval oak table is set for four. Two candelabras are balancing the ambiance of the room as the candles dance to their own silent melody. You come into the room arranging the chilled wine onto the table as your eyes meet Eddie’s. He’s dressed in a black button up shirt rolled up to the elbows, a black pair of jeans with, surprisingly, no holes in them, and black lace up boots. His hair was freshly washed and he was wearing a new cologne. Fuck, he looked good. your mother stands at the doorway with a smile on her face looking at your dad.

You walk over to Eddie, the knee length black dress you’re wearing flowing with your body as you walk. Eddie mouths “wow”, his throat bobbing with every sway of your hips. Walking to him you peck him innocently on the cheek. “You look so nice,” you beam at him.

“You look gorgeous,” he whispers. Turning to your mom you hold your hand out gesturing to her, “Eddie, this is my mother, Rose, mom, this is my boyfriend, Eddie.”

Your mom walks towards him and wraps him in a hug. “It’s so nice to meet you!” She says as she pulls away from him.

“Thank you for having me, Mrs. Y/L/N.” Eddie said.

The four of you join together at the table passing around the salad, bread, and pasta. The conversation is light talking about the weather, Eddie’s job, and the upcoming senior year. “So Eddie, do you have plans for college?”

Eddie finished swallowing his mouth full of food as he responds, “Actually yeah, I’m thinking of staying local and studying as a diesel mechanic.” You had no idea Eddie had even planned on going to college, you figured he was going to try and make it big with his band.

“Diesel Mechanics are needed almost everywhere!” Your dad chimes in. “That’s a great career choice, Eddie.”

Eddie blushes slightly as he thanks your dad. “I just want to make something of myself.” Your mother beams at him as she takes a sip of her wine.

The meal couldn’t have been better and it seemed as though your parents thoroughly enjoyed Eddie’s company. Laughing at his small jokes and listening intently to his stories.

After supper is cleaned up your dad calls you and Eddie into his study. The den is decorated with deep polished woods and emerald green carpet. A book shelf adorns one of the walls and is covered floor to ceiling with various sizes of books, Eddie is certain he has never been anywhere this nice his entire life.

Dan pulls out a small polished wooden box from the oversized desk in front of the window, thumbing the edges as he pushes it open. Laying inside on plush crimson velvet lies six Cuban cigars. He plucks one out as he motions for you both to have a seat on the leather sofa as he cuts and lights the cigar, puffing slightly and rolling o’s out of his mouth like a cartoon bad guy as he leans back into his chair.

“Thank you both for joining me. Eddie, as you probably aren’t aware, I never have Y/N in this study unless I’m delivering serious news. I’m going to keep this as light as possible but it is serious.” You and Eddie share a nervous glance as he laces his fingers with yours, squeezing lightly. “When I was growing up I had three very close friends. Two of them were brothers. We had a band, and did everything together. One of them was Steve’s dad, and the other two were Ray & Wayne Munson.”

The sound of Eddie’s own family being mentioned in this room by your dad is enough to send a small bead of sweat down his neck. “What?” You shout to your dad as you look at Eddie’s vacant expression.

“Just let me finish y/n,” your dad says holding a hand up, “I could go into details about how Ray and I fell apart but I’ll save you that. When y/n mentioned she had a new boyfriend she only gave us your first name, Eddie, I had no idea you were Ray’s son… I uh— I want you to know that the reason you were released from juvy and the reason your dad is behind bars— is because of me and Steve’s dad. I would never in my life tell you to stop seeing my daughter because of who your dad is. Apples don’t fall far from the tree but it’s as if you were never even on the same limb as he was. You are welcome here anytime, thank you for taking care of my daughter.”

Eddie’s face is indifferent as he stares a hole into the carpet. His knees are bouncing as he leans forward, “So you know Wayne?”

“Yes, we were very close and he came to me when I was still working in Hawkins, asking for my help. It was right after that clerk was killed and you were sent to juvy.”

“So— okay,” Eddie says, standing up and pacing around the study, “W-Wayne came to you about my dad?”

“Yes.” Your dad says with a puzzled expression.

Eddie’s hands are on his hips as he shakes his head up and down. “Ok ok ok ok okay, ummm y/n, I have to head home. Thank you for having me Mr. Y/L/N.” He opens the door of the study and walks out.

You look from your dad to the door and run after Eddie.

“Wait! Eddie, wait where are you going?” He’s halfway to his van when he hears you and stops, turning quick on his heel.

“12 years, y/n, I’ve grown up without a dad for almost 12 goddamn years! And why is that?! Because of your dad!” He is throwing his hands wildly as rage fills his face.

Trying to diffuse the situation you ask, “Eddie. Don’t you think you were better off without him?”

“Guess I’ll never know because he’s rotting in jail and I’m here, being raised by his brother!” A single tear streams down his face, “I just— I can’t fucking believe it! The other shoe has finally dropped and boy is she a doozie.”

“What is that supposed to mean Eddie? Wayne loves you like you’re his own son!” You say shifting your weight as you cross your arms.

“But I’m not! You don’t get it Y/N! All the father-son things at school and everything else I missed out on because I was raised by Wayne. The entire town hates my fucking guts because my dad is locked up. It means that this,” he says, motioning between the two of you, “was too good to be true. I’ll always be a charity case to your family and I don’t need that.”

Tears are falling heavily down your face as you prepare for what comes next. “Eddie, that's not fair! He was just doing what he felt was right at the time!”

“And what was that exactly?! Crying myself to sleep for years because even though he was a shitty person he was still my dad?!!” Eddie runs his hands down his face in defeat, “ya know what?… I can’t do this—don’t call me, don’t fucking stop by my work, I’m done.”

You can’t believe what he is saying. He wants to end this because of something that happened way before you even knew each other? Something that took place between your dad’s and had nothing to do with you?

“Ed-die please,” you beg through your tear stained face. “Please just t-talk to me.” He gets into his van and slams the door, turning his neck around as he backs down the driveway. Spinning his tires and blaring loud music as he leaves you, crying at the end of the driveway as rain starts to pour down around you.

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[sunfyresrider]

Addcited to you

Part 1 ~ Part 2

Synopsis: Aegon Targaryen was once the best racecar driver of his time until a fatal accident sent his life spiraling. Once his partying and whoring became too much his family sent him to rehab. It didn't prevent too many of his activities, but it did do something better. That was where he met you, his new addiction.

pairing: Modern!Aegon Targaryen x Reader warnings: Addiction, loss, smut and fuckboi tendancies word count: 7699 note: wow another repost. tags: @its-actually-minicika @princesssszzzz @ohitsthemaster @annikin-im-panicin

Aegon Targaryen was once the best race car driver of his age. He drove the golden Sunfyre into many victories and star-dom. It was the first time he got approval from his mother and father. As well as a surplus amount of attention from women and men alike. He was flawless in every way and never lost. He was handsome, charismatic, and the life of the party. It was impossible not to be in love with this boy from Westeros. 

Nothing good ever lasts forever though. He had tied in not one but two races. The Indianapolis 500 and the Daytona 500 with the first female race-car driver, Rhaenyra Targaryen.  Aegon’s entire life he had competed with her for the top spot in their father’s heart but lost. Now he was competing for the crown and losing.

The day of the Monaco Grand Prix tensions were high. His family was separated on two sides of the road. His mother and her family cheered him on while his father and sisters' family stood on the other. Aegon swore that day he would prove to them all who was the best, who truly deserved their fathers love. 

The gunshot sounded and Aegon took off in Sunfyre. Rhaenyra stayed close inside syrax her piss colored car. The race stayed this way until they were finally nearing the end. Rhaenyra twisted her wheel and tried to drive Aegon off the road. He retaliated and pushed her up against the wall sending sparks flying. She wouldn’t let this slide, Rhaenyra maneuvered herself out and slammed into Aegon. 

Sunfyre went spinning ahead and nothing Aegon could do would stop the madness. Rhaenyra couldn’t hit her brakes fast enough, she slammed into Sunfyre and her car went flying over him. Sunfyre toppled over in circles until it skidded off the track. When Syrax stopped moving and crashed into the speedway everyone thought it was over. 

It was never that simple. Rhaenyra Targaryen met her end once the gas spilled out of her car and was ignited by the sparks. She burnt to death on the day she was meant to be crowned the best race-car driver in history.

Aegon’s car was totaled as were his limbs. A broken leg, rib, hip and a severe concussion. Not to mention the few burns he received while being dragged out of his car and to the ambulance. 

It was the end of the mighty Targaryen racing family and the end of the first female driver. 

-

It took an entire year for Aegon to be able to function properly again. He had to go through extensive therapy to learn how to walk after his hip replacement and leg surgeries. His bones were not only broken but shattered. The left side of his body was burnt but the scars healed nicely. There were only a few left to prove what he had gone through. 

Aegon was kept on pain medication the entire time. Without it he screamed in agony which wasn’t surprising considering the sheer extent of his wounds. After a while though the pain subsided but his need for medication did not. 

He discovered once he woke from his coma that his father and extended family had all but disowned him. They blamed him for the death of their beloved Rhaenyra. His own mother, though grateful he was alive, was disappointed beyond belief at his utter failure. His three youngest siblings were there for him the best they could be with their busy lives. Daeron was too busy in high school, Helaena was busy with her new entomology job, she taught college kids about insects. Aemond had taken his place as the non-disappointment. He reverbished the old  but legendary car Vhagar and began racing in Aegon’s stead. 

Everyone had found their path in life but him, He was left to rot in a hospital bed for a year. 

-

Aegon was let out and a tiny welcome home celebration was held. He was too dosed up on pain-killers to notice everyone was walking on eggshells around him. 

This became a daily part of his life. He took pain killers in the morning and night and wasted away. Occasionally he got off his ass and went to parties filled with drugs and hookers. He indulged himself more than any other man his age. There was not a day that went by where he wasn't on something or in someone. 

-

All of this came to an abrupt end when a tabloid exposed his habits and his grandfather found out. The man beat the living shit out of him and his mother… she spoke the words that would haunt him until he died. ‘You are no son of mine.’ He pleaded with her to understand but she left him behind, just as everyone else did. 

It was that night he went to the old garage and tried to fix Sunfyre. He spent hours working tirelessly on the once ‘golden dragon.’ but it was for nothing. The tires wouldn’t move and its fire breathing engine would never light up again.

He finally hit his breaking point that night. He threw miscellaneous tools around the garage in a rage. He kicked and screamed and rampaged for an hour. Aegon destroyed everything in that garage including trophies and precious photos. Everything that was special to him was gone.

The bender he went on was legendary. The amount of substances he consumed no one could say. One week straight of drugs and whores and not a second of sobriety. He did not eat and he rarely slept. Aegon just kept going as if it was his last race. 

He woke up in the hospital again. This time he had overdosed and was under suicide watch. His attempts to escape were futile and his resolve melted away. Aegon was given an option… rehab or die. 

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3 years later…

“Everyone, we would like you to take turns introducing yourselves and why you are here today.” The leader of your addicts anonymous group spoke. You hated this part the most. No one truly cared who you were or why you were here. It was a feeble attempt at getting you to open up.

When it was your turn to speak you begrudgingly stood up. You cleared your throat, “I’m y/n and I’m here for-“ The sound of the foot opening and a man dragging himself inside cut you off. The woman forced a smile. “Look who the cat dragged in! Aegon please take a seat.” His blonde hair was a complete mess and his under eyes were sunken with dark circles. It looked as if he hadn’t bathed in weeks. 

“Please continue.” She spoke with her tainted smile. You cleared your throat “I’m y/n and-“ The sound of him coughing cut you off once again. You clenched your jaw and tightened your fists. It was already hard enough being here but he was making it worse. “Are you finished?” You asked in a venomous tone. He peered up at you like you were nothing but rubbish. “oh no, keep going, I’m sure everyone is dying to know who you are.” He spoke in a snarky tone eliciting quiet laughs from those around you.

If there wasn’t a policeman in the room you swore you could kill him. “I’m y/n and I’m here because it was this or jail, thank you.” You threw yourself into your seat staring daggers at the man. He made an amused face and stood. “I’m Aegon Targaryen, some of you may know me as the king of racing, others just as Aegon. My drugs of choice are opioids… and women.” He said with a wink and you thought you could puke. A handful of  men let out chuckles and the few women shyly smiled or brushed their hair behind their ears. This was worse than jail. 

The leader of tonight’s meeting went on to talk about god, addiction, trauma and overcoming for an hour. It was unbearably boring and you found yourself dozing off occasionally. At the end you fell completely asleep and woke up to the voice of the lady calling out your name. “Y/N” everyone turned to you. “Y/N” A few people scoffed at your lack of reply. “Y/N” someone kicked your foot and your eyes opened wide. You glanced around the room and noticed everyone staring at you. “Y/N can you lead us in tonight’s prayer?” Shit, you forgot the fucking prayer.

“God… grant us the serenity… to…” You peered around the room looking for help but none came. “To… accept…” It felt like the world was collapsing on you. Your nerves began to quiver and your sweat prickled on your palms. It was just like you were in high school again and stuttered during reading. “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I can not change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference... Amen.” 

The room echoed his prayer and he received an overwhelming applause. You were glad someone else did it but why did it have to be him. The once quiet room began to stir as people prepared to leave. You were one of the first to get up and try to escape. “Oh! I forgot to mention. We will be doing acts of community service as a group… you will be paired with partners of our choosing and you’ll have one month to complete all your acts. It’s a way to give back to the community and prove your sobriety is leading you down the right path.” God was not on your side today. 

You grabbed your belongings and tried to rush towards your escape but were interrupted. “It gets easier the longer you do it.” You whipped your head around to see the blonde haired man staring down at you. “The prayers I mean and the meetings as a whole.” Your eyes scanned his face for any sign of humor. He seemed to be genuinely kind, maybe you judged him too soon. “Good.” was all you managed to mutter.

“Y/N, that’s a pretty name. I haven’t seen you here before, I’m Aegon.” You forced a polite smile. He outstretched his hand and shook yours. Before he could speak again you interrupted, “I actually have to get going, it was nice to meet you though.” With that you took off towards the door and to the privacy of your car.

-

You were casually scrolling through your phone watching videos trying to keep yourself from boredom when you got a friend request. It was none other than Aegon himself. How did he find you so quickly, you thought.

His Instagram wasn't private, and it was rather unimpressive. Mediocre selfies of him with sunglasses, a car, pictures of friends… the farther you scrolled the more you noticed his car and the party photos. It seemed at one point he was rather good at that.  You were just simply going to deny the request until you got a text. “you up?”

 Gross, he was one of those men. You threw your phone onto the bed and rolled over. Why would you send you a text out of nowhere? You were bored and it wasn’t like anyone else was talking to you. “No lol" you replied, still annoyed. "Why though?" 

"because I want to see if we could hangout sometime this week," he said, sounding sort of desperate. You laughed to yourself at the notion of hanging out with someone you just met at rehab of all places. “Stranger danger.” You replied jokingly. "If we hang out I won’t be." He replied with a laughing emoji.

You never dated guys you just met. You weren't one of those girls that hooked up with strangers. “Why do you want to hang out with me?” You asked. He took some time to answer. It didn't seem like he was used to giving lengthy replies. Finally he answered. "Because you're cute and you looked like you needed friends in AA."

You snorted at the idea. "You think I'm cute?"  "Yes." He wrote back immediately. You glanced at your phone and chuckled. "Yeah, well I don't think you're cute.”

“You hurt me, Y/N.” He replied with a handful of emojis that would take you time to decipher. You rolled your eyes and turned away. He must have been kidding, you thought. But then you got another text.

“I’m only asking because we were set up as partners for whatever it is they’re planning. Thought it would be nice to talk before we were forced to be around each other.”

Your heart stopped. What? Were you really being set up with this idiot? Wasn't it enough to deal with him in group therapy? “How did you find out so quickly?!” You watched as the three bubbles on the screen took their time to reply. 

“It was on the bulletin board.”  Fuck, you hadn’t even bothered to check that since you started going.“let me know if you change your mind.” He typed. “We’ll have plenty of time to “get to know” each other during work.” You replied and put your phone away.

-

The first forced community service was helping pick up trash littered across the streets and park near your AA building. It was one of the worse tasks you were forced to do but it would look good on your record. Instead of jail you were going to AA and doing community service. A true born-again criminal, you laughed in your head.

It was chilly outside and the sun had all but disappeared because of the clouds. It was a perfect dull day for your perfect dull tasks. 

“You ghosted me.” Aegon’s voice rang from behind your ear. Another dull thing to add onto the already dull day. “I didn’t ghost you.” He walked up like a happy golden retriever pup. In truth, you didn’t purposely ghost him, you just simply chose to ignore Instagram. You much preferred tumblr and A03 anyway. “Really? You’re one of those who don’t use their phone much?” You were almost constantly on your phone. “No, not necessarily.” 

“That’s cool, I couldn’t live without mine.” He smiled and nodded his head. You couldn’t help but smile back. There was something about him that made you feel… nervous? It was hard to put a name on it but you chalked it up to being because he was a man. You didn’t exactly get loads of attention from them and your experiences haven’t been great so of course he would make you nervous.

“So where are we picking up trash?” You asked, breaking the silence between you two. He pointed towards the grassy area to your right. The park was empty. “We have the entire park to ourselves.” Aegon didn’t seem excited about it either.

“Okay then.” You walked off ahead of him.  You couldn’t help but notice he looked better today. He finally took a shower, and his hair was nicely done. Aegon didn’t smell like shit and his smile was bright. It was a welcome surprise you weren’t sure you could handle having to work next to someone who didn’t bathe. 

Aegon caught up to you after a few minutes of walking. He kept a close eye on you. You were wearing a pair of jeans and a black top. Not the best outfit for working but it accentuates your curves nicely. Your breasts were pushed up by your bra and your cleavage looked amazing. It was rare you found a bra that fit and decided to wear it today. “You look pretty.” He smiled at you.

“Thanks.” You blushed ever so slightly. If you got out more you would probably be more used to compliments. It was weird hearing them from him but welcomed nonetheless.

“You look better today too.” You forced yourself to compliment him. His smile grew wider and he decided to work right next to you. This was going to be an awkward task.

-

You had spent most of the time picking up what Aegon didn’t bother with. At one point you lost him only to find him flat on his ass staring at the cars driving by. “What happened?” You asked, sitting on the ground next to him. “The wind blew my bag away so I’m calling it quits.” 

“This fucking sucks.” You giggled. That was something you liked to say when you were forced to do any type of manual labor. “I know how you feel.” Aegon chuckled. “Why are they forcing us to do that?” You asked while picking at the grass beneath you. “They said it will look good on our records… and free labor.” He shrugged. Of course, it was just using you all for free labor. “Do you think they will notice if I go missing?”

“Probably not.” He laughed. “I should take advantage of the opportunity.” You smirked at him and stood up to leave. “Where are you going?” He grabbed your wrist, and you nearly slapped him. It scared you at first, but he was just innocently asking a question. “I want to see what else is around here,” you spoke. “Don’t leave me here to pick up shit.” Aegon stated and followed you.

-

You had escaped to a small sandwich shop not too far from the park. Of course, he follows you the entire way there blabbering about things you did not care about. It wasn’t until you sat down and started eating did he ask you things of substance.

“Why are you in AA?” He asked with his puppy dog eyes. You noticed quickly how much he resembled a pup. The question made you nearly choke on your food. “Isn’t it called Addicts Anonymous for a reason?” You raised an eyebrow and he chuckled, nodding his head.

“Yeah, but it doesn’t mean anyone cares.” He pointed out. It wasn’t some grand thing that landed you in here. In reality it was pretty embarrassing and pathetic. “I went to a party and drank some special juice. Turns out the special juice had very illegal drugs and I ended up being arrested for being in possession of it, afterwards they gave me the choice of this or jail.” It was the truth, you really didn’t intend to do hard drugs. You weren’t exactly a party animal either seeing as this was one of your firsts. But, you bought the juice and paid the price.

“That’s not that bad.” He said with a smile. You started to become more and more curious about why he was here. Aegon didn’t seem like the other addicts you’ve run into. It looked like maybe he had something going for him at one point. “Why are you here?” You pressed.“I like drinking too much.” That didn’t even remotely surprise you. “and other things.” That peeked your interest more than you cared to admit. Was it heroin? Crack? there was a world of possibilities. “Like what?”

“And what makes you think I would tell you?” He raised an eyebrow. You were caught off guard for a moment. “Well because I just told you everything.” He smirked and leaned back against the wall behind him. “Not every little detail.” You huffed and narrowed your eyes at him. “Fine. Be that way. ” You rolled your eyes.

“If you want to get anything out of me you have to play nice.” He winked at you. You snorted, “How am I supposed to play nice?”He leaned back into his chair and pointed at your phone. “You can start by not ghosting me.” You looked down at your phone and scowled. His words stung a bit but he was right.“Easy.” You smiled and picked up your phone. You texted him a simple hello and stared up at him. Aegon laughed to himself. “Cheeky.”

His accent had been bothering you for ages. You couldn’t quite pinpoint where it was from but definitely not American.  “Where are you originally from?” Aegon enjoyed your interest in him by the looks of his face. “Manchester, UK but my family moved to California a long time ago.” 

He crossed his arms over his chest and awaited you to ask something else. It was clear he enjoyed talking about himself. “Why’d you move here?” His smile faltered slightly before picking itself back up, "My family runs a big business.' You simply hummed in response. It didn't seem like he wanted to divulge any more information about them.

"So, do you want to ask me anything?"  You tilted your head to the side. He smiled and stood out of his seat. "Of course, I want to know everything about you... but now isn't the time, they're starting to look for us." He nodded his head towards the window, and you noticed a few other members walking towards you. You let out a deep sigh and pushed yourself out of your chair. 

-

Aegon was planning how to get you to go on a date with him the entire night. There were an array of reasons why he was so determined. Firstly you didn’t respond to his advances as most did and that drove him crazy. Secondly you were far prettier than the other girls in AA and close to his age, most people there were nearing menopause. Older women were more of his brother's thing than his own. Thirdly, you were charming in your own way. You were quiet yet there was a playful glint in your eyes when you spoke that told him everything. 

He spent the rest of his week trying to text you and convince you to get to know him just once. You were far more receptive over rest than in person, he assumed it was because he made you shy. That made him believe you were all the more cuter. 

It was Friday afternoon and you'd finally agreed to meet him after work. You complained a few times about your manager being weird and so he begged you to let him pick him up. He wasn’t going to do anything crazy just scare him off. But you refused which drove him crazy. The idea some other guy  was getting close to you while he wasn’t there irked him to his core. 

Aegon didn’t like driving anymore, he only did it when it was absolutely necessary. He wanted to make a good impression so he begrudgingly hopped in his Sunfyre and headed your way. He had taken the time to fix him enough so he could at least drive again. If this was any other person he wouldn’t bother but he needed to impress you. 

It was a bit nerve wracking since you finally said yes. He was confident in himself most of the time with random girls but you were hard to impress. His nerves deflated when he finally laid eyes on your figure, You looked insatiably beautiful. You had on a little black dress and an oversized leather jacket. A wide grin grew on his face and he hopped out of his car like an overexcited puppy. 

“You look stunning.” He walked over and placed a greeting kiss on your cheek. You let out a surprised ‘Oh’ when he did so that was quickly replaced by a smile and nod. Aegon opened the door for you and took your jacket. He was planning on being the perfect gentleman tonight. 

“Thank you." You smiled up at him and he dipped his head a bit. He held the door open for you and watched your frame walk past him. His eyes lingered on your hips and thighs. 

“I noticed you post a lot of pics of this car on insta, is it like your baby?” You innocently asked and his heart sunk. He forgot how his Instagram was filled with old pictures from when he was happy. “It’s a piece of junk now that it’s gotten old.” You chuckled and shook your head, "But I thought you loved it or why else would you post it?” He shrugged and tapped his steering wheel, "Well I do but it’s different now." You nodded your head and took in the new basic model. Cars weren’t your thing but you were trying for him. 

"I think it’s very beautiful." You turned around to see him staring at you. You flushed bright red and put your hands in your lap. Recently, you had been becoming easily flustered by him. It could have been from the hours you spent texting or the way his face resembled a prince from a book, you didn’t know for sure. “As are you, love,” He smiled to himself. 

“So, where are you kidnapping me too?” You raised an eyebrow. "I just planned on stopping somewhere that had a nice view and then grabbing dinner from there, I was thinking somewhere near the water maybe?” He was playing coy. He had spent far too long searching for a specific place near the massive river that led into the ocean because you said you like it. Aegon also looked for a place with the specific food you mentioned liking. To be fair, he never did this for any other woman but he was trying to make a good impression like his brothers did with women. Especially if you found out how much of a loser he was, actions like these would have to save him. 

“That sounds lovely." You smiled again and Aegon was glad to see it. He drove down the street and the car was filled with small talk.  He listened to Hozier which surprised you substantially. He seemed more like a pop punk kind of guy. 

It wasn’t a fancy restaurant like he said. It was decently sized and had a pretty view of the water. It was dark out so the place was lined with fairy lights. The restaurant only had a small crowd of people inside and he led you to a table a distant away. Aegon pulled out a chair for you and took off your jacket. Once again, this was completely out of character for him but he was following Aemond’s example. 

“Are you a fan of seafood? This place is known for their oysters.” He passed a menu to you and smiled up at you. Aegon loathed seafood but you said you liked it. “I don’t know about oysters but salmon is my favorite.” You hummed to yourself as you scanned the menu.

"I think I’ll just follow your example since you seem to know what’s good.” He felt slightly awkward sitting here. He wanted to hold your hand but the whole idea of touching you made him nervous. It was an issue that alcohol could quickly solve. 

When he ordered the same thing as you along with two glasses of wine you were shocked. Wasn’t he literally in AA for being an alcoholic? “Wine? Aren’t you afraid of testing positive?” A proud smile creeped onto his face. “Nah, It leaves your system in a day. Why, Are you afraid of being kicked out of lovely AA?” 

He gave you a challenging look. It was a scam that you were in AA in the first place but you weren’t there for wine like him. One glass couldn’t possibly hurt. You said, “Absolutely not.”

Aegon laughed and drank his wine slowly. He watched your every move while he sipped on his. You seemed tense and fidgety but you were doing a damn fine job of pretending you weren’t. He was glad he had finally gotten to you. “Tell me more about yourself, Y/N.” You glanced up at him and sat your cup down. “What exactly do you want to know?” He crossed his arm and thought to himself. “Mmm, everything… but I’ll accept whatever you’re willing to give.” Your stomach did the thing with butterflies again. 

You took a big gulp of wine to ease your nervous stomach. “I’ll tell you something super embarrassing… I run a blog on tumblr.” You giggled and wiggled a little bit in your seat. It was easier to talk about things online than in real life. There was no judgment or bullying involved.

"Oh yeah? What's it about?" He asked curiously. He could already guess what it was about. “It’s for video games and movies, mostly. And then sometimes I write stuff about my personal life if I feel like it. He chuckled, “I bet I can one up you.”

Your eyes widened and you looked at him expectantly. "Really?" He nodded with a smug grin on his face. “Yup, I still own all my old comic books and posters from when I was a kid.” He said proudly. He loved his collection and it reminded him of a simpler time. "I'm jealous! I used to love comics!" You leaned forward and put your hand on top of his. He moved it around so that he could place it on yours.

"They're a lot cooler than normal books, right?" He said and you sighed in happiness. "Yes, I really am jealous. I wish I collected them too." Aegon smiled at you and tilted his head. “I can show you mine afterwards! If you’re nice enough I’ll let you borrow some to read.” You spoke excitedly, "That would be wonderful, thank you."  He ran his thumb over your knuckles and you shivered. His touch was warm and soothing. You stared into his eyes and they seemed to glow. Maybe it was the alcohol finally taking effect or the lighting but he really was… charming.

The food arrived and you both  ate slowly. He was much too distracted by your face and the conversations you were having. You both had more in common than you originally expected. He told you about his childhood and how he used to collect action figures. This wasn’t information he easily gave out but you made him feel comfortable. 

"Do you have any hobbies, Y/N?" He asked after finishing his main course. You absolutely couldn't tell him about your fanfiction addiction which was one of the main things you indulge yourself in. “I play the guitar and I used to be in a shitty band before.” He chuckled and smiled.

"Really? I would have loved to see that!" He smirked, "Maybe I’ll play for you if you’re nice enough,” you smirked at him. He grabbed your hand and kissed your knuckles. You blushed, he was flirting with you a little bit. You didn't mind though, not when he was being so sweet.

“I can play nice.” The way you were looking back at him made him feel strange. He was getting a little turned on but he tried to ignore it. You were drunk and he knew that you'd probably regret this tomorrow. But he also wanted to get inside of you, he wanted you in more ways than one. 

"What are you planning to do after this?" He asked. You shrugged and looked away from him. "Go home, watch Netflix, and go to bed." You replied honestly without thinking. 

Aegon shook his head, "That's a boring end to the night, if you’d like you can come back with me and I’ll show you what we talked about earlier.” He said, his eyes staring at you intently. You purse your lips together and your heart was pounding. You were definitely going to regret this tomorrow.

"I'd like that.” You said quietly. His smile widened and he got up from his seat. He walked behind you and placed his hand on the small of your back. “I swear you’ll love it!” He whispered. He pulled you towards the door, his long fingers trailing down your spine as he did.

-

His house was nicer than expected. It was modern and very spacious. You noticed he had pictures of what you assumed were his family and some of him next to his car. You didn’t pry because it was obvious he didn’t enjoy them by the way he avoided looking at them. It was pretty clear this was the home of a single man and not someone with a family. 

He held your hand the entire way to a bedroom… a spare room. It had lots of boxes with different labels. It was as plain as any other room in the house though it smelled strongly of him. 

“Did you just move here?” You asked while staring at the room. He nodded, "Yeah, I couldn’t handle living in an apartment anymore." He said. Aegon walked away from you and opened a box. He was apparently serious about showing you his collection. 

“I have mainly dc comics but there’s a handful of marvel somewhere.” He smiled back at you. You felt yourself blush again because his eyes were sparkling brightly. “If your accent doesn’t impress girls do you use these instead,” you joked. He laughed and walked towards you. Your breath hitched in your throat for a moment at the closeness. “Only the ones with really good taste.” You bursted out in a laugh at his stupidity.

Aegon leaned into you as you drunkenly giggled at his joke. “You think I’m funny?” His face was mere inches from yours and you could feel his breath on your face. You leaned in even closer so your noses almost touched. “I'm better.” Aegon placed a hand on the side of your cheek and stared into your eyes.

Your stomach did a somersault when he lightly brushed his lips against yours. He lingered for only a moment, but it felt like an eternity before pulling away. 

You quickly grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back to kiss him again. It was stupid of you to be doing this because you knew that much. It wasn’t allowed to sleep with other members in AA but the alcohol clouded your judgment. Well, Aegon in general clouded your judgment. He was incredibly handsome, had a body like a god, and an ass that would make any woman jealous.

He pulled away from you once more, breaking the kiss. You were about to speak up when he kissed your neck, sending shivers down your spine. You gasped as he bit down on your collarbone and took advantage of the opportunity to run his hand through your hair. Your breathing became faster and heavier, both of your hands began exploring each others bodies. His fingers slid under the hem of your dress until they reached your thigh. You pushed them higher and he moaned into your ear.

"I want you," He breathed out. "Please." Aegon's lips left your neck and he moved to your shoulder. You ran your fingers through his hair and grabbed hold. This wasn't part of the plan, but you didn't care. The alcohol had taken over your mind. Why wouldn't you do something crazy if it meant getting what you wanted?

He moved his hand lower, slipping under the waistband of your panties. You sighed softly as he caressed your bare skin. The kiss he planted on your neck turned into deep kisses all over your body. You wrapped your legs around him and ground your hips against his. "Aegon..." You murmured. "I can’t take it anymore."

His hand slipped further south and you could feel his warm cock pressing against your pussy. You whimpered as he rubbed himself between your folds. You were already wet and ready for him, but he refused to enter you. He just kept teasing you, rubbing his hard cock against you while kissing you roughly. He moved back and slipped two fingers inside of you.  You were unable to control yourself, your walls clenched tight around his fingers.

Your body took over and you pushed him onto the bed, taking off his pants. The moment his cock sprang free, you slammed your mouth down on him. Aegon groaned and shoved his hands in your hair, holding you tightly. You sucked and licked his shaft, taking him deeper into your throat. “you’re so pretty sucking my cock.” He moaned out. 

You sucked him harder and Aegon's hips bucked beneath you and a string of curses came out of his mouth. He grabbed your hair and began thrusting his cock into your throat. You could feel him begin to throb and his face contorted in pleasure. 

You gagged at the fierce intrusion and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. “I-I’m cumming.” He spoke in mumbled words and slammed his cock into the back of your throat. You tried to quickly swallow, trying not to choke. "Easy," You whispered. "I'm a little drunk." 

He chuckled darkly then pulled you off of his cock. Aegon sat up and forcefully shoved you onto the bed making you gasp. He began tearing off the clothes that covered your curves. His hands were greedy and it made you moan as he groped your tits. He threw your bra aside and moved to suckle on one of your nipples. You held his head in place, moaning as he sucked. You never thought your tits could be so sensitive, but Aegon proved you wrong.

"Fuck!" You cried out, as he pinched the nipple between his teeth. He released it and trailed his tongue down your stomach. You whimpered and spread your legs wider, allowing him easier access.

Aegon knelt down and pulled down your panties. You shimmied out of them and threw them aside. Aegon looked up and smiled at you before dropping to his knees. He started gently kissing your inner thighs before nibbling at your skin. He left a trail of marks down your thighs to your cunt. You shuddered as he ran his tongue up and down your slit, getting it nice and wet. You squealed when he placed his tongue on your clit and began licking and sucking.

“you’re so sweet.” He mumbled sending vibrations onto your cunt. He stuck two fingers inside of you and you let out a soft moan. He plunged his fingers in and out of your body, slowly building up speed. You gripped the sheets underneath you as he went rougher. Aegon curled his fingers so they hit your sweet spot perfectly. Your entire body rang out in pleasure. You didn’t realize how being drunk heightened every single one of your senses. "oh fuck...Aegon..." You panted. "I- I'm gonna cum."

He grinned and drew his fingers out of you. “Please… Y/N, come for me baby.” He parted your folds with his fingers and dipped his tongue back inside of you. You almost blacked out as pleasure shot through your whole body. You thrashed around and let out muffled cries as your climax took over all of your senses. You felt the wetness on your thighs as he lapped up your juices. You could feel him smiling while toying with your overstimulated clit. 

It was only after your orgasm subsided that you realized he hadn't entered you yet. A small kiss touched your face as you lay there panting heavily. "So good for me." he purred. "You're so beautiful, Y/N." You didn’t expect so much praise from a man like him, maybe you had been wrong about him. You reached up and pulled his face down onto yours in a heated kiss.

"I want you, Aegon." You said, once you broke apart. His lips curled into a smirk as he moved to rub his cock against your pussy. He was a very fucking good listener.

"Tell me what you want, Y/N." Aegon said, his voice deep with lust. You bit your lip, thinking about how to describe how you wanted him to fuck you. You looked up and found him smirking down at you. “I want you to fuck me.” You whispered breathlessly.

Aegon let out a rough laugh, pushed your legs up onto his shoulders and aimed his cock at your opening. He rubbed himself against you, getting used to the position again and slathering his cock with your wetness. "I love that you're so eager." He growled out, slowly slipping inside of you. Your head fell back and your grip on his shoulders tightened. His cock was thick and the perfect length to hit your spot. 

"Oh god, Aegon..." You moaned loudly. He thrust his hips forward and the tip of his cock slipped past your cervix. You gasped and grabbed onto the sheets below you, feeling him slowly inch inside of you. You tensed up and clenched around his shaft, squeezing it tightly.

"Aegon!" you shouted out, grabbing handfuls of the sheets as he continued to push more and more of his cock inside of you. You glanced up at him and saw his eyes closed tight as he concentrated on pushing deeper and deeper into you. "Fuck!" You cried out loud when he began violently thrusting inside of you.

"Does it hurt?" He asked, his voice strained. You shook your head no, unable to speak because of how full you felt. Aegon let out a grunt. "Good. I don't wanna hurt my pretty girl."

You whimpered as he pumped his hips faster and harder inside of you. He slammed his cock hard against your g-spot and each time he did it you cried out in pleasure. His thrusts started becoming sloppy and as he grunted. You wrapped your arms around his neck as he let go of your waist and grabbed your hips. You dug your nails into his strong shoulders and bit down on his shoulder.

"Fuck! Do you like this? Do you like having being fucked by me?!" Aegon groaned above you. You nodded frantically as he began hammering your cunt. His balls slapped against your thighs, and you arched your back, letting him pound away at your hole. 

"Fuck, Y/N!" He roared out as he rammed into you over and over again. His breaths became heavy and his movements slowed. He pulled out of you and before you could whimper at the loss of him he flipped you onto your stomach.

He pulled your hips up against him and fisted your hair. “You’re too pretty… Im cumming too fast.” He groaned out. He began slamming into you again and you screamed out in pleasure.

"P-please." You begged, grinding yourself against his cock. He raised his hand and slapped your ass cheek. It sent a tingling sensation throughout your cheek and surely left a mark.

"I'm going to make sure you remember this night." He groaned. Aegon pushed your hips down and laid himself on top of you. When he moved his cock it hit your spot perfectly causing you to cry out. Your cunt clenched around his shaft and he whimpered. He held onto your hip and buried his head in your neck.

His thrusts picked up speed and he was pounding into you harder than ever before. You gripped onto the sheets beneath you and called out his name. His pace quickened until he was slamming his cock into you over and over again. You tried to keep up but soon you were biting down on your lower lip as you came again.

"Oh god!" You cried out as another wave of pleasure washed over you. Your entire body tensed up and your toes curled. He slowed his pace and placed gentle kisses onto your neck. Aegon slowly slid out of you and turned you so you were facing him again. He slid himself inside you and your head felt faint at the intrusion. 

"My sweet Y/N." He purred into your ear. He pushed your legs further up onto his shoulders and began pumping into you again. He gripped your hips tightly and began pulling you into him. He was gentler this time and kept his mouth right above yours as he pumped himself inside of you.

His breathing grew heavier and his grunts louder. His thrusts became erratic and he pounded into you as if he couldn't get enough. You wrapped your hands around his neck and stared into his blue eyes as they glazed over with lust. “Good boy.” You didn’t know why you felt the need to say it but you did. He moaned out and his eyes squeezed shut.

“Cum for me baby.” you purred into his lips. He grunted and released a string of words that you couldn't understand. You giggled and kissed him deeply. He shoved his tongue into your mouth and you sucked on it eagerly.

He growled into your mouth and bucked his hips. His cock twitched inside of you and he let out a low grunt. He held on to your hips as he shot off inside of you. He moaned into your mouth and buried his face into your neck. His cock pulsated and spurted inside of you and you could feel the warm liquid coating your insides. Aegon pulled himself out so the last bit ended up on your clit. 

He collapsed onto your chest and his cock slipped free of you. His breath was heavy and he was panting heavily. He stared into your eyes as he breathed and you stroked his hair. You weren’t quite sure what to say after that.  After a few moments he lifted himself up and grabbed some tissues from the box beside your bed. 

Aegon gently wiped away any liquids he left on your body and gently kissed the areas he left marks. He was being so sweet, it surprised you. He climbed back into bed with you and snuggled close. You pulled the covers up to hide your nudity and cuddled up next to him.

"Will you stay with me?" He murmured into your ear. The idea he would be the type of person to ask that shocked you. You brushed his sweaty hair out of his face and placed a chaste kiss to his lips. “If you want me to.” You whispered.

He smiled at you and tugged the blanket up over you. "I'll hold you to that." He said and placed a tender kiss on your forehead. You cuddled close to him and drifted off to sleep. You were definitely going to regret this in the morning.

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Steve Harrington was moving out of Hawkins. Steve Harrington was moving out of Hawkins and Eddie would never get the chance to tell him how he felt, because after five years he still hadn't worked up the courage.

Once a coward, always a coward, he thought bitterly the day he helped Steve pack up, because that was what good friends did.

After five years of movie nights, days spent lounging over the Family Video counter, and countless minutes studying every feature on that irritatingly gorgeous face, Eddie would come up with nothing but memories and a broken heart.

He wanted to tell Steve sooner, he had.

First at the hospital when he woke up to Steve sitting straight in a stiff plastic chair, acting as guard against anyone who wanted to come see the alleged satanic murderer. Steve had gasped when he noticed Eddie was awake, entire body leaning closer to make sure he was okay. The softness in those hazel eyes was what did it for Eddie, forever leaving a mark on his heart.

Then there was the time Steve came with him to physical therapy, when Eddie had fallen for the third time that session. He'd yelled and screamed and cried, loudly proclaiming that he was done with this. Steve had sat down beside him and listened, nodding his head at all the right points. Only when Eddie had finished did Steve speak, telling him about the time when he'd had a knee injury he thought would take him out of all his sports forever. It had taken ages to rehab the joint, even longer to get back to 100%. Steve had wanted to quit, but he hadn't. Eddie could still see the faint scar across the man's knee from the surgery, had vaguely remembered the months he watched King Steve Harrington maneuver the school on crutches. Steve had asked him to try one more time, telling Eddie that he'd be there every step of the way. And he had been—for every single step, Steve had been right in front of him, giving him pep talks and reaching out his arms when Eddie needed some more support. He'd come to nearly every appointment after that even if it took up most of his schedule.

The night Steve told him his favorite movie was Star Wars but only because he'd taken Dustin to see it for the first time and loved how happy it had made the kid. The day he'd driven Steve to an SAT testing center in Indianapolis so no one would know what he was doing, spending the entire drive swapping the tapes every song so they'd get an even mix of both of their music.

Eddie was in love with Steve Harrington, and he had to tell him before he left forever.

That was how Eddie ended up outside of the Harrington house at six in the morning on a Tuesday, before any of the others had gotten there to help pack up Steve's car. He banged on the door, slamming the flat of his hand repeatedly into the wood until it opened to reveal a tired looking Steve.

"Did I wake you up?" Eddie asked, breathless from the nerves beginning to swarm in his stomach and chest.

"Nah," Steve lied, blinking to make himself more alert. "Is everything okay? Are the kids okay?"

"They're fine, they're fine," Eddie reassured immediately, wondering if waking Steve up so insistently was the best way to do this. It was too late though, he was already standing there, chest heaving and cheeks burning red at the thought of coming clean like this. "Steve, I..."

For all Steve's credit, he waited patiently for Eddie to find the right words. Even like this, stood in the doorway in only a pair of sweatpants with wildly ruffled hair and tired eyes, he was gorgeous. It wasn't fair.

"I don't want you to move away forever without you knowing this, and I'd really rather this not ruin our friendship but, but I get it if it does and—"

"Eddie."

"No, Steve, I get it. It's been amazing getting to know you, because I thought you were a terrible person but turns out you're the best person I've ever met. You're funny, and kind, and so goddamn selfless it's a little scary. There's no way I can't like you, and if that means you don't want to be fri—"

There were lips on Eddie's. Steve's lips were on Eddies. Holy shit, Steve Harrington was kissing him.

It was a hurried thing, more a pressing of lips together than a kiss. Steve's hands were on either side of Eddie's face, keeping them close together until Steve pulled back with a wild, shocked look on his face. "I like you too, Eddie. I have for years."

"Oh, oh," Eddie practically gasped. "We're idiots, aren't we?"

"Absolutely."

"Robin's gonna make fun of us, isn't she?"

Steve laughed, tipping his head back with the sound and holding onto Eddie's hips to stay close. "Nancy too, if I had to guess."

"Well, we better come up with a game plan then."

"Come on in, Romeo."

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[aquariangoddess22]

Part II - Addiction

So my first time going in to rehab was Aug 2022 right after breaking up with a 6-month-relationship and having a strong fentanyl and heroin addiction. They sent me to Community Hospital in Indianapolis IN to detox and detox I did to the point where my stools were gummy and I passed out from low blood pressure. 8 days later it was out of my system and I was sent off to Praxis Recovery in Carmel which non-surprisingly is now shut down due to extensive 911 calls, overdoses, staff/client relationships etc. It was a party-house for the most part and an “addict meet&greet”! It worked for me for about 60days and I relapsed and got kicked out of a rehab in Anderson , IN called F.R.O.G. Recovery for having THC in my system which I got from a stupid vape pen. I was working at the time and had to get a hotel. I later on regretted getting that room because someone attacked me and I defended myself , and got charged with cross-domestic. They were going to throw the case out but in Jan I was outside and cold and needed shelter. I went to Wheeler Mission-women’s shelter and some lady grabbed my hat and threw it and someone made a report saying I disgustingly spit on the woman and that I was denied access to the shelter . Then later on I could regain access to the shelter so the case is being pro-longed on to Nov of this year. I’m so nervous and stressed out about these cases. They’re both false charges and should have been dropped upon receiving it.

And to add to the stress I’m homeless and staying at an African male’s house with a Mexican woman until I can get a job, find reliable transportation, and get back and forth to work. This seems easy but I had a few relapses and scared that once I work and see $, I might go buy drugs again. I’m going to the methadone clinic daily and it is requiring my brain not to crave the drugs anymore but at the same time I don’t want to be addicted to the methadone either because I was on it for 8 months once upon a time and went cold turkey for 3 days trying to get off of it. I had the shakes and sweats. It sucked tremendously. I told myself “not ever again” but here we are trying to avoid inpatient rehab and trying to get my life back together alone.

I picked up a side hustle as a phone sex operator and it doesn’t pay very well. Then again, I only put in 20-22 hours a week starting because that’s all the energy I really have for a job at the moment with focusing on getting a staying sober. It truly is one of the toughest things I have to do in my life! And I am going to do it for God, Jesus, my family , myself and people who believe in me or that have lost their loved ones due to addiction. I tried to stop a while ago and began to “glitch” like someone was running their socks on carpet and then “zapping” me in my brain and soul. I got super scared and ended up relapsing that same day. Once I have 14 days consecutive sober , I plan to blog and write about how my brain and body feels because it isn’t easy.

Kindest Regards,

J a s m i n e🐼

[unickolai-3]

In the gritty realm of Detroit Lions' saga, head honcho Dan Campbell laid bare his uncertainties, admitting on a dreary Tuesday his optimism regarding the fate of quarterback Hendon Hooker as the gridiron chronicles of 2024 unfold.

Amidst the shadows of his tenure, Hooker, a raw talent plucked in the third round of the 2023 NFL Draft, languished in the depths of recovery, grappling with the aftermath of a savage ACL tear endured in his final act at Tennessee's gridiron amphitheater. It wasn't until the waning days of November that he graced the practice fields anew, donning the mantle of the team's forsaken third quarterback in the twilight of the regular season and the playoff crusade.

"I would say it’s hard because he was coming off the injury," muttered Campbell amidst the clamor of the NFL Scouting Combine in Indianapolis via Pro Football Talk his words echoing through the corridors of uncertainty. “He didn’t get to play, but he got a ton of — by the end of the year call it — probably three months of practice time and did a lot of scout time. He learned from Teddy Bridgewater, Jared Goff — seven-and-seven, a few team reps, good-on-good. The best I can tell you is there was growth. We saw growth, and that’s encouraging. That’s all we can ask at this point. I don’t think we entirely know what he is yet. There’s not enough evidence, but I know this: We saw progress, and that’s what we’re looking for.”

As the ravenous whispers of uncertainty swirled, Hendon Hooker, the transfer from Virginia Tech, emerged as a beacon of promise amidst the Lions' bright horizon. In the annals of Knoxville, he etched his name with bold strokes of brilliance, wielding his arm like a master swordsman in 24 glorious battles. 6,080 yards, 58 touchdowns, a mere whisper of five interceptions, all woven into the tapestry of his 68.9% passing prowess. His dreams of Heisman glory in 2022, dashed by the cruel hands of fate, relegated him to the shadows of fifth place in the pantheon of gridiron deities.

As of today Goff is entering the season in his final year under contract, leaving the future up for grabs. Detroit beckoned Hooker to its hallowed grounds, a harbinger of the quarterbacking renaissance envisioned by the Lions faithful. Bridgewater's parting left a void, a vacuum waiting to be filled by the burgeoning talent of Hooker. As the curtain rises on this season's saga, the stage is set for Hooker to seize the mantle of Goff's understudy, a role that beckons with both promise and peril.

“I’ve grown a lot, grown an awful lot,” Hooker said, via the team’s official website. “Just from coming in not knowing what to expect, especially with my knee and rehabbing that and not knowing when I would be 100 percent. To actually being 100 percent and continuing to learn the playbook while not taking physical reps, which is a little awkward. But being able to be with Teddy and Jared and ask them questions they never hesitated to help me.”

[christaraiter-blog]

Taylor is my hero

Help me get this to Taylor please!!

Hello! My name is Christa raiter. I'm hoping this can get forwarded to Taylor Swift or if you can forward this to her. I just wanted to say I absolutely love you Taylor and I am your biggest fan. I'm trying to get tickets to come see your eras tour in November in Indianapolis, but I've been waitlisted. I hope I can get tickets. It's also funny because my favorite football team is the Chiefs and has been for 5 years now. I started watching football in rehab and my roommate was a chiefs fan so we watched every Sunday. Now I watch every single game. I'm also trying to get tickets to a game because I've heard the atmosphere at arrowhead is extraordinary, maybe I'll see you there one day. You're truly an inspiration and I'm so proud of how far you've come. I know every single one of your songs and I just see how you're an amazing role model and honestly my hero. Keep being awesome. I was wondering if there was any chance you could send an autograph, I'd love to hang it up in my room with my favorite artists. You've honestly helped me grow as a person this year. In my past I've suffered through heartbreak, depression, anxiety, addiction, and all of your songs have helped me through that. If you can, I can send you my address! Thanks so much ahead of time! Sorry to be taking up some of your free time! Love you and love how happy you are❤️Travis seems like a wonderful guy. He and Mahomes are my favorite chiefs players ❤️💛🤍❤️ I can't wait for Rep TV to come out, that is my favorite album!🖤🖤 I seriously could not even imagine meeting you one day, honestly it's on my list of things to make my life complete, even though I don't think it will happen haha.

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[shahananasrin-blog]

[ad_1] All-Pro running back Jonathan Taylor has recently expressed displeasure about the current state of his contract with the Indianapolis Colts.In late July, team owner Jim Irsay met with Taylor on a team bus parked near the practice field. Following the meeting, the star running back formally requested a trade as he seeks a contract extension, the NFL Network's Ian Rapoport reported.Irsay said he was not considering trades for Taylor at the time. Taylor recently departed the team's complex, but returned on Monday. He left the team to undergo additional rehab on his injured ankle following offseason surgery.The 24-year-old ball carrier has now left the Colts training camp facilities for a second time in a single week, team officials confirmed on Wednesday.CLICK HERE FOR MORE SPORTS COVERAGE ON FOXNEWS.COM Indianapolis Colts running back Jonathan Taylor watches practice at NFL teams football training camp in Westfield, Ind., Saturday, July 29, 2023.  (AP Photo/Michael Conroy)The announcement came shortly before the Colts and Bears held the first of two joint practices at Grand Park in Westfield, Indiana.The 2021 NFL rushing champion has been on the physically unable to perform (PUP) list since reporting to camp July 25.COLTS' JONATHAN TAYLOR SHOOTS DOWN BACK INJURY REPORT AS DRAMA SWIRLS AROUND STAR RUNNING BACK"Jonathan Taylor returned to Indianapolis to continue his rehab, however he had a personal matter arise," the team said. "He is not currently with the team and his absence is excused."Taylor missed six games last season due to injury.The former Wisconsin Badgers star also has been embroiled in a contract dispute as he enters the final season of his rookie contract. Taylor is scheduled to make about $4.3 million this year. Indianapolis Colts running back Jonathan Taylor, left, high-fives quarterback Gardner Minshew II at NFL team's football training camp in Westfield, Ind., Saturday, July 29, 2023.  (AP Photo/Michael Conroy)Taylor has been one of several prominent ball carriers across the NFL to publicly expressed unhappiness about how running backs are valued given the franchise tag currently sits at $10.1 million — the lowest of any position other than kickers and punters. Jonathan Taylor #28 of the Indianapolis Colts carries the ball against the Dallas Cowboys during the first half at AT&T Stadium on December 4, 2022 in Arlington, Texas. (Cooper Neill/Getty Images)Irsay also recently inserted himself into the conversation about the state of the running back market. He pushed back against ball carriers who feel the current market does not match the value they bring to franchises around the league.CLICK HERE TO GET THE FOX NEWS APPTaylor has a career total of 3,841 yards in just three seasons. He has a career average of 5.1 yards per carry and has scored three receiving touchdowns, while reaching the end zone 33 times on the ground.The Associated Press contributed to this report. Chantz Martin is a sports writer for Fox News Digital. [ad_2]

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Reading Time: 3 minutes BOSTON — As the Yankees took batting practice Friday night at...