#THE HANDPRINTS ON THE DOOR NOO-

[love-fireflysong]

OH DEAR HI I'm the anon from before HII!!

Thank you so much for reading my message, it literally made my day!!

First of all NOO THE SUITCASE?? I hope you get it back soon, that sucks 😭

For the Outlast AU, girl I read the newest chapter the second it came out, and oh boy was I screeching LMAO

I was actually kinda worried since it had been a while since the last fic and I was worried you had paused writing, but then it was THERE, and it was ASHLEY POV AGAIN AUGH (Ash is my favorite UD character LMAO)

So thoughts, where do I even begin???? I'm gonna add some of my favorite lines that I just love a lot LOL

''All because it was actually his voice. It wasn't an electronic facsimile screaming and sobbing desperately through a bluetooth earbud, and it certainly wasn't her own voice weaving his actual words through the folds of her brain during the private late night conversations the three of them hadn't been able to enjoy for almost three weeks now. It was him''

Girl I am crying already O[-[

It's so heartbreaking reading about their separation and now that it's so close for them I just wanna SCREAM

''All of which she knew because Ashley had been the one to turn that once alive inmate into a bloody, mangled corpse herself. All for the crime of them simply being the last thing that stood between her and the door that kept her from Chris and Josh.

''Ash can murder a little bit, as a treat /J

GO GIRL GO GET YOUR BOYS.

''Has her name always sounded like this? Like it had been created solely to be spoken in his voice, said like it was something holy—like she was holy?''

God I keep coming back to this line, it's just. Perfection. It's so darn good.

''Forcing himself to push off of the wall and continue his hurried stumble down the stairs, steadfastly ignoring the bright, sticky handprints that he had left in his wake. (Though really, Ashley can't help but think, what is one more mark of blood in a place that is already saturated in it.)

''I just really like this line, it's chilling!

"Okay, I gotta get this off my chest, but whoever the hell it was that suggested the couple's retreat to the insane asylum is officially being kicked out of the polycule."

SJSHSJK what would we do without our Chrissy 😭 Always gotta lighten the mood!

Also just the entire last paragraph... girl my heart is on the floor, it is in pieces, I am crying

Their reunion was just so heartwarming and with every second it took for them to see each other, I just kept waiting for the rug to be swept out from my under feet and for the angst to kick in, but NOT THIS TIME!! THEY'RE TOGETHER!!

God the way they just look at each other, taking in how much (or how little) they've changed O[-[

I don't know if half of this makes sense, I'm just rambling LMAOO

Seriously though, you deserve only the highest praise, I genuinely loved this fic, and I am eagerly waiting to inhale the next parts!!!!!

There's so much more I want to share, buy AUGH WORDS

Also writing Chrissy like that reminded me of a dream I had once I first discovered the Fandom. I think it was a text post that was like ''If Chris kissed Ashley, could he say he Chrissed her?'' and I got so mad about it I woke up LMAOOO

AAAAAHHHHHHH IM SO GLAD THAT YOU ENJOYED IT!!!!!!

(I will say though that the fact that this is another Ashley POV addition is just chance, once I actually stop working on these """"snippets"""" the plan is that the viewpoints will switch between the three of them so I hope that this doesn't deter you any on future stories for this universe askdaksldsaj)

You would not believe how much fun I had writing literally any of the parts where they were all basically close enough to touch but still so far apart that anything could happen to prevent the reunions. Pining in a completely different sense of the word there: a nice fun, obsessive, desperate pining where they're willing to do whatever and kill whoever it takes as long as they're back together. They can ALL do some murder, as a treat <3 They deserve that much I think lmao

And man, that whole name scene? From the very beginning I knew that Chris was gonna (unintentionally) distract her with her name until she couldn't take it anymore and finally interrupt him. But that whole 'holy' line? Yeah that one came out of left field for even me alskdjlaksjd Vividly remembering writing that bit and going 'oh shit, that's fucking good I am so good at this shit'... before immediately tearing out my hair for the next and calling myself a fraud probably not even thirty seconds later SDFKLJSDFJ

And that whole 'kicked out of the polycule' line? That was the one single line I had had planned out since I started writing this one like two years ago. And yet, the line had originally been a JOSH line. Delivered flatly and sarcastically and all. But when I finally got to writing that last scene in question, I started second guessing myself and wondered if it was a Chris line instead. In the end, the only reason I went with the Chris-delivery though was simply because I liked how bittersweet it would be if the line was met with not a short and tired snort, but the first time any of them had a chance for some genuine full-bodied laughter before the tears finally came on once the reality hit.

(Also, if do end up doing something with the whole "If Chris kissed Ashley, could he say he Chrissed her?" dream line than you have only yourself to blame. Gonna make you rage quit in the beginning of a fic if your not careful ;P)

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makeup sex or angry sex with jaehyun 🤒🤒

[11;00pm]

Genre: smut and a little bit of angst

Tonight was going so perfectly fine until you saw him flirting with another women. Who’s him?

Jeong jaehyun.

Once you and him were home, he immediately sensed your mood. He could feel how pissed you were but being the asshole he is, he wanted to push your buttons a bit more.

“How’d you like the party?” He asks, grabbing your hips and leading you to the kitchen. “It was fine, didn’t really enjoy it at the end.” You shrug as he sits you down. “Oh, really? I had a fantastic time. I accidentally bumped into this kind women and spilt her drink, I offered to buy her a new one and then we just started talking.”

You roll your eyes not wanting to hear the details. “Good for you.” He sets a wine glass in front of you and pours a little bit of some wine from last night. “She’s very young, she’s in her 20s and god lord, she’s amazing.”

‘Did this dumbass forget I’m his wife?’ You thought to yourself with your eyebrows knitted together.

“Do you remember our promise?” You suddenly bring up, swirling the wine in your glass. “We have a bunch of promises, love. Which promise are you talking about?” You lick your dry lips. “We made a promise that I’d be yours and only yours, and you’d be mine and only mine.” He chuckles and nods. “Yes, I do remember.”

“You’re mine, right?” He nods and pauses before taking a sip out of his drink. “Mhm, so how come you were touching another women? Hmm, what was her name again… oh! Haeun!” You snap your fingers after figuring out the women’s name. “I was just helping her clean the spill on her dress so it wouldn’t stain.” You scoff and turn your eyes to him.

“I’m sure her spill wasn’t on her hips, now was it? Yeah, didn’t think so.” He sighs and sets his glass down.

“Babe, she was a little bit tipsy and wobbled, losing her balance so I didn’t want to her to fall—.”

“Yeah and if she was going to tip over, let her. She has legs and arms of her own, she can get up by herself. I don’t want your hands on that bitch, ever— or any bitch at all!” He smirks knowing he’s pissed you off even more. “Aww, is my kitten jealous?” A wave of fluster washes over you by his sudden voice change.

“I—I am not. I just don’t like your hands on her waist, they should’ve been on my waist.” You turn your head with a sassy ‘hmph.’ “Oh, yeah? What if I brought her here tonight and bent her over this counter, this exact counter, the one I’ve fucked you on multiple times, and did the same with her?” Your head snaps back to the daring man.

Is he going to risk going farther?

“I would’ve held her hips just like I did earlier tonight and slammed my hips into hers just like I do with you,” his voice daring you and teasing you. “what should I call her while I fuck her dumb? Princess? Baby? Kitten?” Your blood boiling in anger, how could he say such things to you, his wife!

“Fuck you!” You push the chair back, making a huge screeching noise on the floor. “Fuck you! Fuck her! Fuck everyone!” You grab your keys and head towards the front door. Jaehyun quickly follows behind and jumps in front of you, stopping you from leaving.

“Woah, where you going, kitten?” He tilts your chin upwards to look at him. “Don’t call me that—!” You struggle to push him aside. “Aww, why not? Don’t you like being called my kitten?” His smirk starts to form. “N—no! I never did!” He frowns letting a fake disappointed sound. “Really? Should I remind you how much I love my kitten? My one and only kitten?”

He smirks and flips you over, your back now against the door. You try pushing him away but he takes your hands and pins then above you.

His hand slowly starts to glide down your waist and then up your dress. “Mmm, so warm.” He giggles and bites his lips. “S—shut up!” Your legs were squeezing together. “Hmm, should I touch you?” He fingers lightly grazing over your clothed pussy. “Yes.. o—oh, my god.. yes, please touch me?” He shamelessly laughs at your whines.

“Begging for me to touch you? How pathetic.” A small gasp leaves your mouth and he pushes your panties aside and runs a finger through your slit. “More.. more, please?” He lightly laughs and shoves a finger in you. “More, I need more!” You whine pathetically, bucking your hips forward. “More? So greedy, what a greedy little thing.” He adds another finger, stretching you out.

His fingers sliding in and out of you at a quick pace, your knees buckling as he fingers you. “Fuck—! Cum—? Please let me, let me cum?” Your pants hitching as your tummy twists and turns, jaehyun hums just to tease you but nods. A wave of vibration washes over you, your orgasm felt so good, your legs started to shake.

“Oh, did you think I was finished, I didn’t get my turn yet?” He lifts you up and carries you back to the counter. “Noo, I’m tired! I want to sleep in my bed! My comfy be—! Son of a bitch!” You swear as he randomly slams himself in you without a warning. “Ugh! I fucking hate you! Give me a warning!” He chuckles and shakes his head.

His cock repeatedly kissing your g-spot, his hands squeezing the hell out of your hips, your whines and moans bouncing off the walls as he pounds into you. “Jae—! Oh, my god! Oh, fuck!” He snickers as you moaningly gasp. “What, huh? Gonna cum? Yeah? Then fucking cum.”

So of course, you did.

Jaehyun looks down and watches as his cream coated cock disappears in your vagina over and over. “Where do you— mm, want me to cum?” He asks wanting to know where. “M—my mouth, please?” A few more powerful thrusts and he pulls out, turning you around and shoving you to the ground before letting you take the lead.

You grabbed ahold of his cock and wrap your lips around him. You jerk him off until hot white specimens, spurts out of his slit and down your throat. “Oh, fuck..” he groans oh, so sexily in his deep voice.

“Shower?” He asks, panting, trying to catch his breath from the previous activity. “Yeah, carry me?” He scoffs and lifts you up, tossing you right over his shoulder and then bringing you up to the shower.

“You know shower means round two, right?” You roll your eyes with a slight laugh. “Yeah, I know, idiot.” He smacks your ass leaving a handprint. “Horndog..” you utter under your breath causing him to smack your ass again.

[fakeloveaskblog]

Comfort a character? Noo, angst for a character/j

😭 Remy, if it's okay

I hope you are feeling alright, blog owner. Have a hug 🫂 and some water 💧

~Ghost

this ask legit reminded me to go and get some water hfjdkhd. This scene definitely happened some time but it is not what is happening currently in the timeline since the characters right now are somehow still on christmas

It was about 4 am, so a completely reasonable time for Remus to paint. He was trying to experiment with using glue and slabs of paint to make parts of the drawing protrude from the canvas. Right now it looked something like a red handprint reaching out.

A knock came from the entrance door. It made all of his muscles tense up all at once. He scrambled to put his binder on. His thoughts went on about how he had to check the windows. How he had to lock himself in the bathroom and call Rowan. How he had to get a knife from the kitchen.

He did his best to force those thoughts away and to keep his hands from trembling as he went to open the door. Right when he got close to it another knock came. He flinched and turned to get the knife.

"It's just me" Remy's voice came from the other side of the door.

His tense muscles calmed down immediately "You usually text before coming" He said while opening the door and peaking up at them.

They were leaning against their cane and their skin looked even paler than usual. They had their sunglasses firmly on even though it was dark outside.

"I'm staying the night" They mumbled while limping past him.

"I mean sure. I found some animal bones by the roadside this week so we can make friendship bracelets! Or we can paint each other's nails and lick the wet paint! Or-" He closed the door and turned around to see them laying curdled up in the corner of the couch. They were trying to light a cigarette while their hands shook "Oh great! Yeah we can smoke. It's gonna make Ro-boat super mad when she gets back!"

Remus sat down next to them. Remy kept staring out into the air while taking long drags from their cig. They only liked smoking if they took such long drags that it hurt to breathe them in.

Without a word they held out the cig so Remus could take a few drags as well. Remy didn't seem to be a talkative mood so he didn't press them further.

"Wanna hear about raccoons?" He asked. "I know a lot about raccoons. They're stinky like me"

Remy shrugged while looking away.

"Okay well first of raccoons have surprisingly fat asses. That's important to know. Remember that"

He went on with the facts. He could tell Remy wasn't really listening but he didn't mind. Sometimes people just needed background noise to calm down. He knew Remy usually didn't go to Janus when they were in their non talkative moods so maybe him being their background noise really helped. Hopefully.

He could hear how their breathe hitched and then became unstable, shaky. They kept looking away so he kept talking. He heard how they forced in deep breathes that kept turning quick and desperate.

Remy suddenly turned around and laid down with their head pressed against his side. They moved their arms around his waist and closed their eyes as their face got buried in his hoodie. The fabric turned wet from tears and snot.

"Remy- Beanie- rotten little heart" Remus said while trying to take the still lit cigarette from their clenched together fingers "Burn marks are only cool if it involves a flamethrower"

They let him take the cig and put it out against the nearest surface. Remus let them hold onto him as hard as they needed to, it didn't make him anxious if it was them. He leant down so his forehead was pressed against their shoulders and rubbed his hand up and down their back.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked quietly.

"I love him" Remy sniffled out.

"I know. He knows that too"

Remy continued to cry so Remus continued to hold them. He pressed soft kisses to their skin and moved any piece of loose hair behind their ear.

The sobs stopped racking their body as much and the tears became fewer and fewer. Remy let go of their friend's waist but kept their head leant against his thigh. They fiddled with the fabric of his hoodie while looking up at him.

"He's gonna call me any minute now" Remy mumbled out, barely audible "And he's gonna be having like a panic attack 'cause I left all suddenly and I'm gonna have to like go back and calm him down. Any minute now"

"I can smash your phone with a hammer if you want. That would solve it" Remus replied in a fully serious tone.

They let out a chuckle "That would be great babe"

"I can turn the noise on your phone off at least. I get it can uh be uh hard to even do that sometimes"

Remy fished their phone out of their pocket but hesitated to give it to him.

"You can say you went to a motel and you didn't have a charger" Remus continued "And once you get home and he gets all questioning about were you were and all boo hoo you left me on my own you just gotta get through it! And he'll get over it! And he'll be back to be all kissy issy lovey dovey"

"And I love those parts of him" Remy mumbled back "I love his emotions. So I gotta love all of them. Even his like anxious sides. Even his...mean sides"

Remus mindlessly played with parts of their hair between his fingers "Exactly. Just gotta get through it"

They handed their phone over to him and he quickly turned the sound off. He got a mischievous grin as he continued to play around with their phone.

"I'm looking up my little pony porn on your public google" He let out his practiced evil laugh right after saying it.

"Oh BITCH! You are NOT!!!"

Remy jokingly tackled him so they were a mess of limbs fighting each other after the phone. Remus mercifully gave their phone back (after throwing a pillow at their face).

He let them go back to being curdled up close to him. They continued to play with the fabric of his hoodie.

"Want to even try to sleep or do you just wanna stay up and vibe?" Remus asked.

"Girl did you just try to ask me 'bout sleeping" They snarked back.

"Got it. Wanna just keep sitting quiet?"

Remy leant a little closer "He was really loud"

"Yeah I get that. Sitting quietly can be fun. I mean if I'm with you. Otherwise I would have rotted into a skeleton corpse and all of my meat would have gone old and grey"

"Super sexy mental image. Thanks gal" They replied sarcastically ".......I know you're trying to like cheer me up and like I don't wanna seem like overemotional...so like just wondering if it's okay with you if I like start crying again?"

"Of course beanie. You never have to ask permission. I can always steal your tears and use them for evil potions"

"Mhm. Just 'cause I'd already cried once. I didn't wanna seem like sensitive and stuff. I didn't wanna be an annoying- Yeah- You know"

"I know"

Remus pressed a kiss into their hair. They took his hand in theirs. The two of them sat there quietly. If Remy buried their face against his shoulders and cried no one had to know.

[mycasandstarrs]

SPN 4x01: “Lazarus Rising”

*banging pots and pans*

CASTIEL! CASTIEL! CASTIEL!

Bring on the angel!

“You Shook Me All Night Long” by AC/DC

Dean Winchester is saved. -Cas, right about now.

Very curious that they buried Dean...

Damn. Cas caused that.

New title card! With wings flapping. Nice.

Bowlegs! Bowlegs! Bowlegs!

“Misha Collins” !!!

Thursday, September 18, 2008.

Dean in a black t-shirt is A+.

The handprint!! I wish Dean still had it.

Ah yes, the essentials: snacks, water, and skin mags.

Cas’ first attempt to talk to Dean.

Wing. Positive. No smoke.

What the hell was Cas even trying to say to him? He just ended up scaring Dean.

Dean tried to call Sam first. Then calls Bobby.

Dean and Bobby reunion.

Can’t have a hunter’s reunion without a little tussle first.

lmao, the holy water.

Sam’s been “on his own” for the last four months.

“You think Sam made a deal?”

“It’s what I would have done.” Yeah, we know.

I love Dean’s “customer service” voice.

Pontiac, Illinois. Lots of shit going down there.

Ugh, Sam. The freaking music.

Ok ok, allow me to point out a couple little things:

1. That’s Ruby who answers the door. I don’t know where Dean dying (and staying dead) was in her grand scheme but she surely had to be surprised to see Dean alive again. She hides it super well.

2. Homegirl is in her underwear, Sam (I’m pretty sure) looking like he took a shower. What are the odds those two were having sex...again?

I can see the Samulet on Sam.

Awww, hug him tight!

Ruby fucking with Sam, and not in a sexy way.

We’re already busting Sam’s ass for supposedly bringing Dean back.

“You’re some demon’s bitch boy?” ...yeah.

Sam, they should be apologizing to you for suspecting you and coming down on you pretty hard.

Sam’s been hunting Lilith “on his own”. 

“some badass demon” Badass? Yes. Demon? No.

“No demon would pull you out of the kindness of their heart. They got something nasty planned.” Again, not a demon. But the “something nasty planned” is, I would say, correct.

Returning the Samulet. :’)

Why would Sam ask what Hell was like? And did he really expect Dean to answer that honestly?

Baby!

The iPod Jack.

The freaking song...ew. Sam’s taste in music is questionable, at best.

Ok, Sam being honest about being immune to Lilith’s attack.

Lying about Ruby. Strike one.

Lying about not using his powers. Strike two.

“You didn't want me to go down that road, so I didn’t go down that road. It was practically your dying wish.” And yet, you chose to ignore it. Strike three, you’re out, Sammy.

Pamela Barnes !!!

Good lord, she is beautiful.

The two women Sam and Dean could agree on being hot: Bela and Pamela.

“Whoa! Well, he didn’t touch me there.” r u sure about that.

Sam’s first time seeing the handprint.

“Castiel?”

Cas did warn her not to do it....

“Show me your face!” Cas was probably like “You asked for it.”

i can’t even imagine how terrible that would be.

Blind ‘cause of Cas...

“work him over” hehehehehehe

A diner full of demons.

“What makes you so special?”

“I like to think it’s because of my perky nipples.”

Dean staring down this demon and calling her out is amazing.

“turbo charged spirit” no. “Godzilla” hahaha, no. “Big bad demon” noo.

Dean stared down this demon, called her out, AND slapped her twice. We love a fearless king.

Hell, he even paid for his pie.

“I’ve been killing more demons than that lately.” Oh, I bet.

A mirrored roof in what was Sam and Ruby’s hotel room.

Sam must’ve gotten so used to driving the Impala after a while. He just took it without question.

Cas’ second attempt at talking to Dean.

Could no one else in the hotel/nearby area hear this????

They probably had to pay the hotel for damages.

I’m assuming after that, Cas thought “Fuck it, I need a vessel” and went to Jimmy.

Yeah, Dean just chastised Sam for taking the car.

Dean wants to summon “this thing”. Do iiitttt.

Cas stopped by to kill all the demons at the diner.

All but one: Flo.

Souls have smells?

“It’s the end. We’re dead. We’re all dead.” 

Our first look at Sam’s exorcism. What was the very first general audience reaction to this?

Was Sam drinking demon blood by this time too?

Ruby.

“This guy bleeds, the ground quakes. It’s cosmic.”

6 minutes!!

They completely covered that barn in supernatural symbols.

THERE IS NO RIGHT WAY OF “SAYING IT” SAM.

“He is your brother and I’m not gonna come in between you.” what a fucking lie. Should I be keeping track of all the lies Ruby ever told?

You’re killing me, Sam.

4 minutes!!!

OH SHIT THE WIND IS PICKING UP

SPARKS ARE FLYING!!!!

Y E S. WE LOVE AN ICONIC ENTRANCE

“Who are you?”

“I’m the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.”

Pretty sure Dean killed Jimmy there, lol.

Let me tell y’all something: I went into this show knowing it was about two brothers and an angel. In some sense, I knew Cas was “the angel” that sticks around with the boys. It was love at first sight the moment Cas walked through those barn doors.

Bobby is the very first person that gets “sleeped out” by Cas. Nice of Cas to do that, imo.

Dean is SHOOK.

Cas showing off, lmao.

He really did warn Pamela tho.

“Buddy, next time, lower the volume.”

That head tilt!

I sometimes get the impression that Cas wanted/expected a “thank you” from Dean for rescuing him.

:Why would an angel rescue me from Hell?

“Good things do happen, Dean.”

“Not in my experience.”

“What’s the matter? You don’t think you deserve to be saved?”

“We have work for you.”

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m dancing my way into the void, good b y e !!

[alexispoo]

Glowing Love

So, the reason this was written before my next “In Training” fic, is because I was pondering ideas with @i-kneel-for-king-loki and we both have a fantasy that’s been lying around in our minds for YEARS. So, I decided, “Hey, why don’t I make our dreams come true and write this fantasy up and make it come to life?” And well.. Tada! 

Original Fantasy: Making love with Jeff Hardy while being covered in glow paint like his is in his old entrance. 

Description: Jeff Hardy and his friend are playing around with glow paint and things turn sexual when the painting becomes a bit more intimate than they thought it would. Jeff reveals his feelings for her, because she’s artistic and outgoing just like he is, which causes him to feel drawn to her. 

Rating: Mature 

Category: Fluffy, Passionate Smut

Warnings: Smutty Goodness. 

Notes: Minimal help with editing and beta reading by the very lovely partner of mine, @imagines–assemble. Love you sis! 

Enjoy! 

Matt arched a brow as he walked into his brother’s art studio that he had in his home. He smirked and crossed his arms over his chest as he saw Jeff with their friend, Y/n. 

The older Hardy knew that this was a day that Jeff wouldn’t keep quiet about. The day in question, was the day that Jeff finally had free time to invite you over to his place. You were to explore the many wonders of glow paint, because you’d told Jeff how much you loved when he used to come out in his entrance with glow paint. 

Matt continued to watch as Jeff was setting out the different colored paints. Granted, the room was pitch dark, but it was lit up with black lights to make the paint have the best look. He chuckled when you’d snuck up on Jeff and put a handprint of the green glow paint on Jeff’s side, adding color to the younger Hardy’s Retro Hardy tee that he’d cut into a tank top.

Jeff looked at the small hand print as it was glowing neon green. “Oh you’re in for it now, darlin’.” He grinned. 

Your eyes widened and you squealed, trying to get away from him. You didn’t get far though as you felt your tattooed friend pick you up with ease and smear neon pink paint all along the sides of the Reborn By Fate tank top you were wearing.  

Matt chuckled. “The hell are you two doin’? I thought you were painting.” He shook his head as he gestured to your bodies. 

Jeff smirked at his older brother. “Oh we are. We’re just painting-” He was interrupted as you’d thrown some of the yellow paint at him and it made a splat on the side of his face, so he’d paused in his reply to his brother. He was brought back when he heard your giggles. “-each other…” He mumbled and glanced over at you. 

Matt nodded. “Right…Well, don’t go killin’ each other.” He waved and left the studio, shutting the door behind him as he left you two alone.

The enigma crossed his arms over his chest. “Alright, alright. Yeah, you’re being cute, but-” He was cut off again, only this time, he was actually facing you, so when you flicked paint at him, it splattered on his face. He closed his eyes and then opened them to look at you. “That does it! C’mere you!” He lunged for you. 

You screamed and ran to escape his grasp. “No! Jeff! I-I’m sorry!” You yelped as you were suddenly met with your own face getting splattered with paint. You pouted and crossed your arms as if you were having a tantrum. “So not cool…” You grumbled. You couldn’t remain angry or upset though when you heard Jeff’s outburst of laughter from across the room.

“You’re lucky that I love you so much as a friend, Hardy.” You smirked and licked your lips.

Jeff grinned. “Oh yeah?” He leaned down and got some neon purple paint as he managed to sneak up behind you. You weren’t paying attention and he took advantage as he spanked you. The action left a purple handprint right on one of the cheeks of your denim shorts.

The sudden smack on your ass causing you to yelp and jump. Your eyes grew a bit wide as you walked over to one of the tall mirrors he kept in his studio. Peeking at your ass, you see a bright purple handprint on your left cheek. You couldn’t help but to flush bright red. 

Jeff couldn’t help but to laugh. ‘She’s got a pretty nice ass, considering what I felt when I smacked it.’ He thought to himself. His eyes grew wide when he saw you coming at him with the pink paint. “Noo, no no. Don’t even-!” He was silenced as you had ran over with a cup that you managed to grab that was lying around and splash it right on the front of his shirt, causing a drip effect down it.

You grinned triumphantly and crossed your arms over your chest, sticking your tongue out at him playfully. You squealed as he began walking towards you with the purple paint. “N-no! Let’s just paint like we planned, Jeffers!”

Jeff grinned devilishly. “That ship sailed when you splattered glow paint on my face, Y/n.” He grabbed you tightly and started to trail his fingers all over your sides and arms, tickling you. 

You screamed and bursted out in giggles as he tickled you. You grabbed onto his arms as you tried to keep your balance. You had almost fallen when you tripped over something, but Jeff had caught you. The only thing about the way Jeff had caught you, was.. Well, his hands were gripping your backside firmly, so now you had a pair of his handprints on the back of your shorts.

Jeff took a deep breath and bit his lip as he realized how close in proximity you two were. Your faces were only a few inches apart. He flushed lightly. “Guess I should’ve been more careful when ticklin’ you, darlin’.” He said softly.

You nodded slightly and bit your bottom lip shyly. “Y-Yeah…” You whispered. You felt butterflies swarming your stomach. The odd thing was, you weren’t sure why. Jeff called you ‘darlin’’ pretty often, but maybe the closeness also caused the sudden nerves to come up.

Jeff shook his head, firmly wrapping an arm around your lower back as he rose his free hand to your chin. Using his thumb to gently drag your bottom lip from your teeth, he gazed into your eyes deeply. “Y/n…You’re so beautiful, even covered in paint like this…” He spoke in a gentle tone.

You flushed deeply and gasped softly as you were rather surprised at his compliment. He’d never shown interest in you before…That you know of at least. “J-Jeff?” You said, barely audible.

The colorful enigma shook his head and smiled softly. “Shh…I-I have to tell you…” He paused as he took a deep breath to get the courage to flow inside him. “Y/n, I-I love you…”

You smiled softly. “I love you too, Jeff.” You were puzzled as to why he made it seem so important, but you soon got your answer.

Jeff chuckled and shook his head, using his hand to caress the side of your neck. “No, I mean…I love you…More than just a friend, Y/n…” He spoke a bit more shakily this time. He was terrified that he had the possibility of losing you because of the confession of his feelings for you.

You smiled brightly and reached a hand to his chest. “I love you too, Jeff…More than a-…” You spoke softly, but then you were interrupted by Jeff’s lips crashing against yours in a passionate kiss that took your breath away.

Jeff’s heart leaped in his chest. His heart telling him to just fucking kiss you already, which is why he interrupted you. The arm wrapped around your lower back pulled you even closer so your bodies were pressed together. His hand caressing the side of your neck, making the kiss deeper as he kissed you as if you were the one supplying his oxygen and he’d die without your lips.

He used his thumb to stroke your cheek lovingly, gently breaking the kiss, panting softly to get fresh air into his lungs. Jeff leaned down and rested his forehead against yours, gazing into your eyes as he continued to stroke your cheek. “You’re so amazing, Y/n…You’re artistic, beautiful, creative…No way in hell are you boring…You’re…You’re just perfect to me, darlin’…” He whispered.

You couldn’t help how deep red you flushed as you gazed into his eyes. You were left speechless. You opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. You had reduced to a puddle under his gaze, and you had no idea how to get back to your normal self. Instead of speaking, you took to your actions. Grabbing him with both your hands, you grasped the sides of his neck and pulling him in for a desperate kiss.

Jeff’s eyes widened briefly, he wasn’t used to you being this forward with him. Slowly closing his eyes as he returned the kiss. He bit at your bottom lip and tugged gently. Grunting as he felt himself getting excited and aroused, forcing himself to break the kiss. “I-I’m not sure if I can control myself…” He whispered. 

You bit your lip and nodded, breaking away from him, to his and your own disappointment. You walked over and grabbed the supply of the purple and green glow paint and made your way back to him.

Jeff tilted his head in confusion. He was aware that you both shared the same favorite colors, which were obviously purple and green. However, that still didn’t explain this gesture.

You saw the confusion dancing across Jeff’s features and smirked. Reaching for him after you set the paints down, you tugged his tank top off and tossed it aside. Afterwards, you leaned down and dipped your hands in the paint, one in green, the other in purple. Walking up close to him, you placed your hands on his chest, splayed out to leave your handprints clearly. As you did that, you leaned in and kissed him deeply, earning a soft groan from the enigma. 

Jeff gently broke the kiss and dipped his own hands in the paint like you did. He placed his hands over your breasts through the tank top you had on, only to pull them back. He removed your shirt, tossing it aside, and then quickly getting more paint, grasping your ass cheeks firmly through the denim of your shorts. The action causing him to pull you flush to his body, he leaned down and pressed his lips to yours, keeping a firm grasp on you.

You gasped softly, moaning faintly into the kiss, only to have your sounds swallowed by your friend. You couldn’t believe this was happening. It seemed too surreal, especially when you’d actually had a dream involving Jeff and his glow paint.

Jeff slowly walked you towards the wall, pressing you against the wall, his hips pinning you there as his hands kneaded at your cheeks. Gently breaking the kiss again, he smiled confidently and chuckled softly when he heard a whimper escape you. “Shh…Don’t worry, baby girl…Gotta make sure we get enough air, right?”

You giggled softly and nodded, biting your lip.

Jeff let a small growl escape him as he saw you biting your lip. “God…You have no Idea what that does to me, sweetheart…” He whispered and reached behind you to unclasp your bra, letting it fall to the floor. Biting his own lip, he dipped his hands in the purple glow paint this time, getting behind you and pressing himself against you from behind. Both hands reached and grabbed your breasts, kneading them gently. Jeff earned himself the most beautiful moans from you. As he did this, he began to roll his hips, grinding himself against you from behind. 

You gasped and laid your head back. “Hahh…J-Jeff…Mmnh.. P-please…” You whimpered as you placed your own hands over his as you grinded together.

The enigma grinned triumphantly as he heard your pleas. He leaned down and nibbled at your earlobe, whispering. “Shh…Don’t worry, baby girl…I’d never leave you hangin’.”

You nodded and purred softly as he moved from your earlobe, trailing kisses down to your neck. The glow paint there smeared on his luscious lips as he kissed and nibbled at your neck. He began to suckle on a specific spot, determined to leave his mark on you. 

Jeff groaned as he felt your plump ass grinding and wiggling back against him. He broke away from you and panted softly. “Fuck…I need to see the body I’ve fantasized about for years…I can’t wait any longer, Y/n.”

You nodded and reached down, undoing your shorts and slowly bending over to push them down your legs, revealing a dark purple thong.

Jeff groaned and licked his lips. “Fuckin’ little minx…You know what that color does to me…” He grinned and made quick strides to you, picking you up and grasping your cheeks firmly. “I knew you had a nice ass, baby girl…” He murmured and frowned when you decided to jump down from his arms.

You giggled and licked your lips. Getting down on your knees in front of him, you unbuckled his belt and undid the jeans he had on. Tugging them down roughly, you giggled as you noticed he had on boxers that matched your lingerie. Smirking, you gazed up at him. “And I’m the tease, huh?” You tilted your head in question.

Jeff chuckled and shrugged. “You know very well by now, Y/n that purple is my top color.” He grinned. “Besides, you had matching lingerie, so you’re-…O-oh fuck…” He trailed off when he felt your small hand rubbing his member methodically through his boxers.

You smiled softly, biting your lip. “Mmn…I can’t wait to see this, Jeff…As many times as I’ve dreamt of your lips against mine… I’ve also had wet dreams of your size…”

Jeff grunted and thrusted his bulge into your palm. “Y-Yeah? I hope I don’t disappoint you, baby girl…”

You bit your lip as you reached for the waistband of his boxers, sliding your fingertips under the waistband and tugging them down. You blushed deeply when his cock bobbed out and whimpered softly. With a shaky hand, you wrapped your fingers around his girth and slowly began to stroke his length, gazing up at him with innocent eyes. 

Jeff bit his lip hard. “Fuck…” He breathed out and tilted his head as he gazed down into your eyes. “Even just your hand feels good, baby…I can’t wait until I get to feel more.” He grunted and began to thrust his hips, thrusting against your strokes. “Mmn…” He took a deep, shaky breath and tilted his head back.

You began to focus on his cock now, wanting to give him as much pleasure as possible. Licking your lips as you saw the beading pre cum starting to form at the slit of the head. You leaned forward and gave it it a brief kitten lick, earning a soft groan of approval from the beautiful man.

Jeff watched you as he leaned back on the wall before reaching to pull your hair back in a makeshift ponytail, getting the glow paint in your hair as well. “Now, you don’t have to do th-…” He gasped and bit his lip hard, panting as he watched you take his cock into your hot, wet cavern slowly, inch by inch. “F-Fuck…Y/n…Th-that’s it, baby girl…” He kept his mouth open in an ‘o’ shape as he heard you gag softly. “D-don’t force yourself to take it all if you can’t, baby.” He said softly, using the hand that wasn’t holding your hair back to reach down and stroke your cheek.

You nodded in response as you had most of his length in your mouth. Moaning softly around him as you realized his cock was pulsing in your mouth.

Jeff licked his dry lips, panting softly. “L-look at me, baby girl…I need to be sure I’m not fuckin’ dreamin’. I need to see those beautiful eyes…”

You gazed up at him with soft eyes as you used your tongue to swirl around his cock. Hollowing out your cheeks as you sucked on him like a lollipop.

The younger Hardy gasped and groaned rather loudly. “Oh fuck…S-such a good girl… Mmn…” He licked his lips again and panted softly. He realized how vulnerable he was, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.

You noticed Jeff was distracted as he was in his own personal throes of bliss. Taking advantage of this brief moment, you began to relax your throat, accepting more and more of his length, gagging softly as the head of his cock finally hit the back of your throat.

Jeff gasped loudly. “Fuck! B-baby girl…D-did you just…fucking hell…” He groaned and tilted his head back as he began thrusting his hips slowly, face fucking you. He bit his lip harder as he looked back down at the beautiful woman accepting his cock into her hot little mouth. “S-such a good girl…Look at you…Taking my cock so beautifully…God, you look beautiful, Y/n…” 

You whimpered softly and reached a hand down, sliding your hand down between your legs. Moving your thong aside, you began to stroke your fingers along your already soaked lower lips. Moaning softly around his girth.

Jeff gasped, having felt the vibrations of your moans around him, catching his attention. Gazing down at you as you bobbed your head, he noticed you were touching yourself. Being a gentleman, he couldn’t handle the fact that you were helping him get off, but he wasn’t helping you. He growled, causing you to pull your mouth from his cock, licking your lips as you gazed up at him.

“Everything alright? D-Did I do someth-” You were cut off as he hefted you up and carried you over to the draft table he had, laying you down on it. His lips were pressed to yours as his paint covered hands massaged and kneaded your breasts. You arched your back and moaned softly, the kiss breaking, which made him travel kisses along the column of your neck.

Jeff pressed kisses all along your throat and chest before reaching your breasts. He continued to knead them in his hands as he mouthed kisses over the top of your breasts. He panted softly as he began kissing down your stomach, trailing his paint covered fingers along the soft flesh, leaving finger trails of the glow paint, mostly the purple glow paint.

You bit your lip as you propped up on your elbows to gaze down at him as you watched him admire and worship your body. It made you feel so wonderful.

The younger Hardy looked up at you, having reached your legs as he knelt down, spreading your legs as he massaged your outer thighs, meanwhile, he trailed tender kisses along the insides of each thigh. “How’d I get so lucky to even have a friend like you, Y/n? It puzzles me…You’ve been there with me through all of it. Even when I was struggling, never once did you look down on me or leave my side…” He whispered softly as he felt tears brimming his eyes.

You sat up slowly and briefly kissed him. “I’d never give up on you, my colorful enigma…You mean so much to me, I wish words could help me in explaining it, but they can’t…” You whispered softly as you caressed his face in your small palms. 

Jeff smiled lovingly as he gazed at you. Grabbing your wrist gently, he turned his head to kiss your palm. “I know, that’s why I need to show you how much everything that you’ve ever done for me…means to me.” He leaned in, his head between your thighs now as he moved the fabric of your thong aside, licking a long, slow trail up your slit.

You gasped loudly and laid back down, your back against the draft table again as you propped up on your elbows again. You’d be damned if you didn’t see him as he went down on you.

“Holy shit…” He spoke breathily and licked his lips as he savored your essence. “I’m positive that I just found an addiction I’d be proud of…” He grinned as he looked up at you.

You giggled softly, biting your fingernail shyly and lifting a leg to go over his shoulder. “Mmn…Yeah? Maybe you should get another taste before you decide, handsome.” You said softly.

Jeff smirked and licked his lips hungrily, looking between your legs as he practically dived in. He kissed your lower set of lips and hungrily delved his tongue in deeply as he devoured your dripping cunt. He continued his ministrations with his devilish, yet wonderful tongue.

The enigma certainly could work you into a frenzy with the wet muscle of his deep inside your pussy. He smiled against your lips as he watched you arch your back in pleasure. Reaching his hand to splay out on your lower abdomen, he used his thumb to reach above where his lips were hungrily feasting on you, rubbing furious circles over your sensitive clit.

You cried out as Jeff ate you out. “Ah! J-Jeff!” Whimpering as you began to breathe heavily, you watched him keep his concentration solely on pleasuring you with everything he had in him. Reaching a hand down as he had both of your legs over his shoulders, you tangled your fingers in his hair, the action causing streaks of paint to coat his locks. Your other hand gently caressed his cheek, rubbing it softly as you watched him.

Jeff gazed up into your eyes, his beautiful hazel eyes shimmering as he enjoyed every drop of your juices. He was relentless with his tongue as he feasted on you and slurped up any sign of juices that showed. It was as if he was a man dying of thirst and starving for you. 

Feeling you gripping his hair firmly and tugging on it roughly as he noticed you squirming, he knew you had to be close to an orgasm. He was aching to taste those juices that he’d been the reason for. Moving his hands to grip the outsides of your thighs firmly, he dug the blunt of his fingernails into your soft flesh. Delving his tongue in as deep as he possibly could, Jeff even used his nose to nudge against the sensitive bundle of nerves.

Crying out as the most earth-shattering orgasm you’ve ever had washed over your body, leaving you a panting, moaning mess. “J-Jeff!” Whimpering as Jeff made damn sure that he didn’t miss a single drop of your juices.

Jeff smirked and eagerly licked up any juices that were dripping from you. He growled deeply and pulled away from your cunt, licking his lips happily. Closing his eyes as he savored the sweetness of your essence.

“Fuck…I’ll never get enough of that to quench my thirst for you, darlin’…And, I can honestly say that I’m proud to have an addiction to you…” He murmured and picked you up, lying you on the floor. Having a tarp laid out so the floor wouldn’t get paint on it, he shoved his boxers off and tossed them aside. Quickly getting on his knees to tug your thong off and tossing it aside as well. He was just way too eager to be inside of you.

The rainbow haired warrior was just terrified that this was an all too vivid dream and that he’d wake up without you there. He bit his lip as he let his paint covered hands roam along the curves and dips of your beautiful, paint covered body. He felt as if he was admiring the most beautiful piece of artwork he’d ever laid his eyes on.

Biting your lip, you gazed up at him, feeling shivers go up your spine at his gentle touch, causing you to whimper softly. You realized the gaze of his eyes roaming your body and flushed deeply, feeling self conscious of your body now. However, looking at his eyes, you noticed his hazel eyes glimmering with admiration and awe as he took in every inch of your body. He’d seen your body before when you painted together, having your shirt ride up or something. But he also knew about the scars you had. You shivered as you felt him trace his fingers over any scars that you had, and feeling as his fingers ran along every curve and contour of your flesh.

Jeff took a deep breath and finally breathed out. “So beautiful…So gorgeous…” He was in a daze as he worshipped and admired your body. 

You blushed bright red and gazed up at him. “Jeff…As much as I’m loving your adoration over my body right now…I-I really need you, babe…” You said softly, being shy again.

Jeff bit his lip and nodded. “Right! S-Sorry about that, darlin’…” He chuckled softly and blushed lightly. Lifting one of your legs to rest on his shoulder, he gently nudged your other leg to open up more for him. Biting his lip as he focused on his cock, Jeff held onto the base of his length before pressing the head to your cunt. Slowly, he began to slide in. Screwing his eyes shut, he gasped as he felt your tight heat accepting him inch by inch. “F-Fuuck…” He groaned and looked up at you, seeing you gasping and clawing at the tarp you were laid on, whimpering.

“A-Ah! J-Jeff…s-so big!” You screwed your eyes shut and arched your back as you felt him slowly sliding in still. You were panting softly as you tried to relax.

Jeff noticed your struggle, panting softly himself as it took every ounce of him to reign in his control. He reached one hand up and gently placed his hand on the side of your neck, his thumb resting over your throat. Finally, he was seated inside you completely. Leaning down, gently pressing a loving kiss to your plump lips. “Shh… S’alright, baby girl…I’m all in now, but I need you to relax for me, alright?”

You slowly opened your eyes, licking your dried lips at the sight you were greeted with. Jeff’s beautiful eyes gazed at you with the utmost love and adoration, along with concern because of how you seemed uncomfortable. You nodded at him briefly and took a deep breath, managing to get yourself to relax for him. The slight pain eased away and turned into pleasure, causing a sudden moan to escape your lips.

Jeff grunted as he felt your body relax, feeling your walls open up just slightly for him. “Mmn…Fuck, such a good girl…Feels good, hm?” He chuckled softly when you nodded. “Yeah?” He bit his lip, slowly easing himself out, then thrusting back in, earning him a gasp and a small whisper of ‘fuck’ to fall from your lips. “My god, baby girl…You’re still so tight…Squeezing around my cock so beautifully…Feels so fuckin’ good, Y/n…” He spoke softly.

You whimpered and reached your hands to grasp at his waist firmly as he started to pick up a rhythm for his thrusts. You couldn’t help but already be close to another orgasm. Jeff’s voice alone was rather arousing, and the way it sounded as he was over you like this, just…Well, somehow it managed to sound even sexier. You dug your fingernails into his hips, panting, whimpering, and moaning for him as he continued to thrust. 

“Ah! G-gonna…” You squeezed your eyes shut.

Jeff shook his head. “Baby girl, look at me when you cum…I want…No, I need to see your face when you cum…” He watched as you opened your eyes and a cry of his name left your luscious lips, feeling as you came apart around his length for the first time. “Fuck…Such a gorgeous sight…” He said as he was in awe.

You bit your lip shyly, trying to catch your breath.

Jeff smiled softly, turning his head to gently press his lips against your ankle before moving your legs to wrap around his waist. “Fuck, I need to be closer to my girl…” He smirked when he saw you get flustered when he said that. Leaning down to hover right over you, pulling out and thrusting back in roughly, both of you gasping. “Mmn… Feels so good…You gonna be my girl, Y/n?” He asked softly as he was only inches from your face, waiting patiently for your answer.

You couldn’t believe that the Jeff Hardy, your best friend of many years, was asking you to be his. You felt tears brimming your eyes, caressing his face in your hands, nodding quickly. “O-Of course I’ll be your girl, Jeff…” You whispered softly, gazing into his eyes. Your own eyes were shining with unshed tears before you pulled him down into a deep, passion filled kiss.

Jeff moaned into the kiss as his heart began beating a bit faster. He gripped onto your hips tightly, driving himself home deep inside you. He never knew what feeling complete felt like until now. Even as you two made love, even in his favorite room of his house, you made him feel whole. He gently broke the kiss, panting softly. “You feel so fucking good, baby girl…I-I’m not sure I can last much longer…” He murmured, leaning in and going after your neck to mark you with love bites.

You whimpered softly, gasping as you felt yourself on the cusp of yet another orgasm. “J-Jeff…G-gonna cum again, babe…” You bit your lip hard.

Jeff held you close to him, your bodies pressed as close together as possible. “Cum with me, baby girl…Just let go for me… Fuck…Please…” He grunted as he moaned out your name, releasing his cum deep inside you when he felt your walls squeeze around his cock and you came undone with him. 

You panted heavily and held him close before pulling his face down. Firmly caressing his face in your hands, you pulled him into a deep, breathtaking kiss.

Jeff perked up when he heard the door open. 

“Hey Jeffro! I’m here to help you and Y/n with the-” He paused and grinned, seeing you two intertwined on the floor, covered in mostly purple and green glow paint. “Maybe it’s a good thing I was late.. You guys look like a couple of hormonal teenagers.” He smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. “And how fitting that I see mostly purple and green glow paint!”

Jeff growled. “Oh shut it, Moore.”

You giggled and hid your face a bit.

Shannon laughed. “How was she, Hardy? Willing to share ‘er sometime?”

Jeff snarled. “Fuck off, Shan! She’s mine!”

Shannon grinned, knowing the protective nature he had over you was always there, but now it’d be much worse.

Jeff stood up, tossing his tank top and your shorts at you, looking around for your lingerie but having no luck.

Shannon grinned. “About time you two got together…” He murmured and perked up a brow when something caught his eye. He grinned devilishly. “Well, what have we here?” He chuckled and walked over, picking up your deep purple thong, whistling. “Damn…I’d love to see this on ya next time before Jeff rips it offa ya, darlin’. He winked at you. 

You hid your face in your hands and giggled, blushing furiously. 

Jeff grabbed his boxers and his jeans, tugging them on quickly, snarling as he took a step towards Shannon.

Shannon’s eyes widened when he noticed Jeff coming for him and shoved your thong in his pocket. “Well, this was fun!” He ran out the door as he cackled.

Jeff grunted and ran after Shannon. “Shannon, you fucker! Gimme back Y/n’s thong! I ain’t fuckin’ sharin’ her with you!”

You got up quickly and got dressed in your shorts and Jeff’s tank top, running out to catch up with them in the living room.

Shannon seemed cornered. “C'mon, man! Why worry about her thong when you have the fuckin’ gorgeous woman it belongs to all to yourself?”

Jeff snarled and dove for Shannon.

Shannon’s eyes grew wide again as he was speared to the floor roughly by Jeff. Both men landing with a loud thump.

Matt ran quickly from upstairs. “Oh, I see Shannon’s here. Jeff, why the hell did you tackle him?” He crossed his arms over his chest as he tried to understand the situation.

Jeff sighed and held Shannon down. “He walked in on Y/n and I.”

Matt nodded. “Uh huh…I recall you inviting Moore over to paint with you and Y/n… Which brings me to my next question…Why are you and Y/n covered in the glow paint?”

You chewed your bottom lip nervously, shyly as you put your head down.

Jeff didn’t seem flustered of it at all. “Well… We kinda…Well…We did make love…” He cleared his throat and smiled shyly at his older brother. 

Matt nodded again. “I see, now that I know that…Go into detail to why we’re in this situation.”

Jeff looked at you and you simply shrugged, as if it would gross Matt out or make him uncomfortable, right? “Well, this fucker decided when we were getting dressed, that he wanted a memento, and took my girlfriend’s thong.”

Matt shook his head in disappointment. He put his forehead against his hand. “Fuck’s sake…Are you guys in fuckin’ high school again? Seriously! I feel deja vu, I’ve seen you guys do this shit before. Shannon, give Y/n’s thong back.”

Shannon grumbled and rolled his eyes, handing over the deep purple lingerie piece over to Jeff. “Not fair when he gets the fuckin’ girl it belongs to…” He grumbled and crossed his arms over his chest, huffing angrily.

Jeff got off of Shannon and smirked at you, walking over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Y/n, I realize this isn’t considered your home, but you feel like home to me whenever you’re around…It does get lonely here, but when you’re here with me…I feel complete, and this house doesn’t feel so empty, it feels like a home that has a future set…what I’m trying to say is…Would you consider moving in with me?”

You bit your lip, mulling it over before you pulled him down, kissing Jeff passionately. “Of course I will…I practically live here already it feels like.” You smiled brightly. “Mind if I take take a shower, babe? As much as I enjoy being covered in paint, I need to feel clean again.”

Jeff chuckled and nodded, gently giving your ass a parting pat as you walked away to the bathroom.

Matt had long left the room when the fighting stopped.

Shannon got up and went to stand next to his close friend as he was watching you with adoration as you walked away. He leaned in and whispered to him. “How was she?”

Jeff shoved his heavily tattooed friend. “Shut up, asshole. But honestly? I can say I found myself an addiction that I’m proud to have. And that addiction…Is to her.” He smiled softly. 

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