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deesseshesca · 4 months ago

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PAC : How can u express your affection to your partner while having sex ? (18+)

Oh...Today drain me...

Good evening pretty souls ! I am so excited ... IS OFFICIALLY KINKTOBER ! DAY : 17-18

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PILE 1

Strenght (reverse), knight of wands (reverse),8 cups, 9 pentacles

You guys are very photogenic. Your friends love taking pictures of you and may even do it without you knowing. Y’all are very aesthetically pleasing people. On the other hand, y’all can’t not take a good picture to save yourself. You are incapable of finding the angle or even placing the phone properly, worse than boomers for some. Which ends up pissing off your friends. Y’all are not tech savvy. We are lucky you even know how to use your phone.

The way you show your affection is by having no control on the relationship. Wherever the flow brings y’all, you cool with it. You don’t care for labels and you are down for literally anything. Don’t care and you will never care for the title ‘’ relationship’’, you don’t mind being ‘’just friends’’ forever. You guys can move in together, fuck each other cuddle, go to hopsital appointment and share y’all deepest secret and even convince a kid with no title. You will not have shame or even be scared to explain your situation to people around you because you don’t mind how unorthodox it is. That being said for technicalities, you will allow your partner to explore sexual endeavors with other people. Even allowing them to hold their own independence meaning living in the same house but sleeping in different bedrooms. If y’all share an abundance with each other, you can share a mansion. Like the east side is yours and the south side is his/hers. You will show your affection by holding no taboo against them. They can possess any sex toys; they might even introduce you to their sex dolls, if they feel like it. Y’all may not even have sex at all… some of y’all is giving lavender marriage. Maybee ? I don’t know ? I have no clear indication of such but the way I am writing it, it sure sounds like it. Another way to show your affection is by accepting their belief, y’all may have different religion or practice. Lastly you may show your affection by not expecting anything material from them (which lowkey breaks one of the principles of Lavender marriage …). You don’t expect a ring, a car, or even roses on valentine day’s. All things said , it is really a show of going with the flow. If they decide to do it, you don’t mind doing it too. If they dim all the little gestures unnecessary then so do you. Ultimately your ‘’ no pressure’’ attitude is going to be the best way you show affection to them which can simulate their sexual appetite.

💌 : FIND OUT, How your partner use their fingers in the bedroom ? on Ko-fi.

PILE 2

Queen swords, 4 swords, 7 pentacles (reverse), 2 pentacles

Y’all are adopted. Y’all were in the system until 10 years old ( max ) then your life took another turn for the best. You always loved your adoptive family. They always welcomed you and poured into you. The whole family is always showering you with gifts, affection and support but you need an answer. You got them, you quickly realize that you dodge the bullet. Your biological family may be very abusive.

The way you show your affection with your partner in a sexual setting starts with foreplay. You may indulge in giving your full attention to them. You are the perfect boyfriend/girlfriend for nerds. You will let them rant bout all the rules in the new fantasy world in which they are obese about while giving them the ‘’fuck me’’ eyes. You have beautiful brown eyes with stars in them when you are looking at something that you love. Sex apart, they love the way you look at them. You make them feel like the most loved human being with only a look from you. The appreciation, tenderness, passion all of it in the iris of your eyes is making them love sick. Back to the sex, the way you listen and UNDERSTAND (at least try) make them feel fucking special. You even go as far as engaging in conversation with them which they looooove. Even when you are clumsy with the concept of a subject you don’t get mad when they correct you. Artists would be the perfect pair for you too. Not only are you the perfect muse (we are going to get into it later…) but you are a smart one. You don’t mind diving into the critics of philosopher, you don’t mind debating who is the best musician of the Renaissance, you don’t mind sitting down and letting your partner paint your back when they are overstimulated and you don’t mind listening to your partner singing for hours until they find perfect note. You have the patience of a God and that makes them want to give it all to you. Honestly you love discussing and especially debating because that’s why you turn on. So everything I listed is something they naturally do and everything is a way to get your panties wet/cock hard. Yes, paint on bareback and let your hand caress. Yes, sing to me how good I make you feel in between the sheets. Yes, debate the principle of Aristotle with me and show your passion. I love how you are trying to make your point while at the same focusing on my juicy lips. Ok! Pile 2, your energy fully took over for a minute. Another way you show your affection is by making sure they reach their orgasm. It doesn't matter if they are tired after going hammers into you and making you cum at least 3 times.It doesn't matter if you are worn out. You need them to cum or you are dying … Ok a bit dramatic… (I feel like y’all are natural drama queen/king). You will give them a handjob or you will rub their clit. You will do what is require for with the power still left in you to deliver your duty (Like I said fucking dramatic). Plus you will love to dive into the pleasure of a long intensive edging session, y’all can go for weeks edging. Playing with each other without actually reaching the sinful need of the body. Building the orgasm with each other and not cheating even when you are really really really horny. Is almost a principle of respect for you. Lastly, you are acceptive of them in the bedroom. You don’t shame them for their kinks, you encourage them to go for it. You allow an open and affectionate communication for y’all to discuss y'all fantasy, kinks , experience, need, want, desire, etc…

💌 : Also don't feel bad because you have leaned on your partner through out the whole quest to your roots adventure. While you were trying to puzzle the truth regarding your identity, your partner felt needed and not at all annoyed. So relief yourself from that guilt. They are fine. FIND OUT, How your partner use their fingers in the bedroom ? on Ko-fi.

PILE 3

9 wands (reverse), 2 cups, Knight wands, Tower (reverse)

Y’all are going through it mentally. You are deep in a depression rut. Y’all are victime of sexual harassment and you are healing. Is not as bad as it was but you know… sometimes the voice gets loud all over again. I am sending all the love I can,your way. You and I know it is going to get better and that the worse will pass. You just need to hang in there until you find the pace and you power back again. You knew your ex before y’all became a couple. He was a good friend when the accident happened and he came back into your life. He did not mean to leave you, you know we get busy with life and distance gets created. Naturally the Divine opens a path for you to welcome them back into your life. Then you open up and it was good and got very bad again. So you decide to cut the relationship so you can heal some more without being a burden. They are going insane Pile 3. Don’t get me wrong, they are respecting your choice. But I have the vision of someone tearing up while doing their homework. Everytime they get back into their apartment at the end of the day, they literally get in a fetus position for a good 5 minutes reminiscing about you. They pray often which is ironic since they never believe in God or anything like that. Begging them to give them your pain and leaving you alone. That you suffer enough. The tears also are not something they do. Is not that they are emotionally available, they are just very masculine .

This section of the reading is from their POV .

They love making love to you. They love caressing you. They love your cellulite. They love your small boobs, they love your stomach, they love your thick tights ( I’m so sorry but I need to say that I am fucking rooting for them. Out here pushing through the tears to deliver the message. Ironic, I rarely get REALLY emotional. If only you could feel what I am feeling …) and they love your hair (another message came through, One of your ex told you he hurted you because you were ugly and that he cheated because he loved blond … your man (I know y’all are not together but I am FUCKING rooting fo them) is screaming : I LOVE YOUR BROWN HAIR !). They kissed every part of you because they wished to make all the bad memories go away. They wish they could erase any trace of your abuser away. Is not about lust, it is all about the true passion that goes straight to their dick when they see you. Is not about owning you or winning you over. Is about protecting you and giving you the love you always deserve. They love having sex with you. When y’all were together, you could not keep y’all hands off each other. In a fucked up way you brain twisted that damm information (swear I am not mad at your brain, she is a victim too. So she is doing anything in her power to protect herself) making you feel that they only want you because of sex. Because that’s all a man can ever want from you. That’s all you are good for. You are undeserving of love because you are broken good ( Yes… Is me … again … YOU ARE NOT FUCKING BROKEN GOOD ! YOU HEARD ME ! You better tell your brain to get her shit together real quick. Is going to take time but let’s start by dropping the concept that you are damaged goods. I don’t want you to EVER think that.) The reality is they love you so much they can’t resist you. The mere fact that they can indulge in your affection is their biggest blessing. They are so grateful (Going back to their prayers, they are grateful that the Divine kept you alive and safe until you came back to them) that they get to share intimate moments with you. That you even let them see you in that seductive light. There’s nothing you can, God can do, I can do that's going to stop them from going back to you. There’s nothing that happens to you no matter how bad it is, that’s going to disgust them . There's nothing you can do that’s going to make them run away. Ever since you came back into their life, the flowers bloom, the sun shines and the birds chip. You brought the color back into their life. You brought joy to the mundane. Sex with you is an explosion of good feelings, fireworks even. They love sliding into you, seeing your face twisting in pleasure not in pain. A pleasure they are giving you and a pain they are protecting you from, safe in his presence . They often push you to keep your eyes focused on them because they want you to see you are safe. You are loved and you choose a good one proving you it was never your fault. Nothing you could have done was worth that punishment.

***BONUS***

How can you cope with your sexual wound ?

Spirit has an extra message dedicated to you.

The ultimate problem of this relationship is the perception of yourself. Before we get any further, I am not here to hurt you (Trust me, I understand you more than you think). You need to contextualize what happened to you. Maybe you are not ready to get help, maybe you are not ready to talk about… fuck maybe you just not ready to deal with it but you need to realize that he is not him. I understand that your brain wants to protect you from all the ‘’him’’. Maybe repeat to yourself out loud, ‘’ (His name) is not my enemy. He is my true lover’’ everyday while you're taking a shower. When you are caressing your body with soap, remind her, she is ok with (his name). Is important that you precise the name for your body to understand that only him at least with him everything is alright. You need to find a way to make your brain and body understand that he is your protector and lover. Because your soul knows he is home. You may not know about the rest and you got hurt by the rest but him… never him … he is all love. I know you are suffering but keeping him away is killing y'all more than you think. I am not telling you to break your boundaries or get back with him, now. You can shoot him a text. Small text here and there, telling him, you are ok , you ate. It can even be random as you telling him you are watching your favorite TV show. Let your brain get used to craving intimacy at a healthy pace. Plus it will greatly ease his mind. Please stop dissociating while you are having sex (Bestie speaking from experience, don’t do it because it can become a habit … when that happens … you will try anything to go back to feeling something …), if you feel like you can’t do it, express it. I don’t care if you are in the middle of an act. I don’t care if you feel horny but you got triggered. I DON’T CARE … take a break, regulate your nervous system and come back. Last let yourself heal, there’s no race when it come to this fuck up mess. Stop comparing yourself to your past and let yourself discover the new you, who survive one of the most terrorizing situations. Much love Chérie d’Amour, you got this and I DO … love you.

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little-jana · 23 hours ago

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"Caffeine and Affection"

Pairing: Spencer Reid x gn!reader

Genre: Fluff

Words: 2k

Warnings: excessive caffeine consumption, but otherwise pure fluff

Summary: For Valentine’s Day Spencer surprises you with a very special bouquet!

a/n: requested: yes! Thank you very much, hope you enjoy it!

The BAU ran on coffee.

At least, most of it did. Hotch practically had a coffee IV, Rossi wouldn’t touch anything under espresso-level strength, and even Spencer—who could rant about the adverse effects of caffeine for hours—drank coffee when cases ran late.

But you? You were different.

Your fuel of choice came in cans, not cups. Whether it was soda or energy drinks, you always had something sugary and carbonated in your hand. It had become part of your identity—something the team liked to tease you about but ultimately accepted.

Spencer, however, took a particular interest in your habit.

“You know,” he had told you one day, watching you crack open yet another can, “the excessive consumption of sugar and caffeine can lead to increased heart rate, insomnia, and dependency.”

You had grinned at him, unfazed. “Sounds like a problem for future me.”

He had sighed, shaking his head. “Future you is going to be very disappointed in past you.”

Despite his concerns, he never actually told you to stop. If anything, he seemed intrigued by your preferences—often asking which flavors you liked best, what brands you preferred, and even quizzing you on why you liked soda over coffee.

It was… cute.

Spencer had always been the kind of person who paid attention, but when it came to you, it felt like he noticed everything.

Which was why, on Valentine’s Day, when he approached your desk with a nervous expression and something hidden behind his back, you immediately knew he was up to something.

“Spence?” You tilted your head, setting down your can of soda. “What are you doing?”

His lips twitched in that shy, almost awkward way he did when he was nervous. “I, uh… got you something.”

Before you could respond, he revealed what he had been hiding.

It wasn’t flowers. It wasn’t chocolates.

It was a bouquet. But instead of roses or lilies, it was made entirely of your favorite sodas and energy drinks, all carefully arranged and tied together with a big, bright bow.

You blinked. Stared. Opened your mouth. Closed it.

Then, finally, you burst into laughter. “Oh my God, Spencer!”

His ears went a little pink. “I read that people appreciate personalized gifts, and I know you don’t really drink coffee, so I figured this was a more… suitable alternative.”

You reached out, taking the bouquet from him with wide eyes. It was surprisingly well put together—each can securely fastened with ribbon, the entire thing looking both ridiculous and oddly adorable.

“This is—Spencer, this is amazing.” You grinned up at him. “Did you make this yourself?”

He nodded, rubbing the back of his neck. “I had to look up a tutorial. It took longer than I expected.”

You could just picture him sitting at home, carefully arranging cans of soda into a bouquet, meticulously tying them together with absolute precision. The thought made your heart swell.

Without thinking, you threw your arms around him, squeezing tightly. “You’re the best.”

Spencer tensed for half a second before quickly melting into the hug, his arms wrapping around you just as firmly. “I’m glad you like it.”

You pulled back slightly, grinning. “Like it? Spencer, this is the most thoughtful gift anyone has ever given me.”

His smile was small but full of warmth. “Then it was worth it.”

You looked down at your wonderful bouquet and then back at him, your heart hammering a little harder than usual.

Maybe it wasn’t just the caffeine making it race.

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mixmxchi · 2 days ago

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🍎Pinky Promise🍏

Caleb x Mc/Reader

TW: Planes, Kind of Lying But Really Just Forgetfulness, Not Really Proofread (that’s on me guys I’m sorry I’m eepy)

There was no way in hell Caleb had allowed himself to make the biggest mistake of your relationship thus far, or so he told himself as he ran into his fifth flower shoppe the mid morning of your first Valentine’s Day together. He was lucky enough that you got called in for an emergency brief over a break in your latest mission case that he had time to fix his ultimate screw up. When he woke up and found your blue heart shaped bowl of oatmeal you made for him with “I love you” written in dried fruits on top next to a beautifully written Valentine’s Day card he knew the damage had been done.

He had arrived only the night before after being away with his Fleet, the mission was a long and tough one. He hadn’t seen you for nearly three weeks and you both had very little communication, the only thing he wanted to do was hold you. So, after showering he is pretty sure he used his evol to hover himself over to the bed before slithering himself around you. Placing a kiss gently on your cheek, he peacefully went to sleep in the place where he belongs. You, however, were absolutely knocked out; you must have noticed him until morning. Which left him here.

“Good morning, Sir! How may I assist you?”, the florist asked. A gingerly old man who wore his age well slowly staggers from behind the counter wearing a vibrant sky blue dressing robe. His eyes, similar shade of purple to Caleb’s, but lit up in excitement at another customer and he offered a warm smile and a peppermint upon him approaching the counter.

Caleb nodded respectfully, “the biggest bouquet of roses you have please!”, failing at keeping the cool, calm, and collected spirit as he heaved to catch his breath.

“I’m sorry, Sir, but do you not know what day it is? I’m sold out of nearly everything. Balloons, Cards, Arrangements, the entire lot! ”, he rejected politely.

Caleb sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “Ah- I see. That’s okay… Thank you anyway, uncle!”, he turned to continue his journey when he noticed a small arrangement of blue flowers left lonely on the shelf. They were bunched into a tiny candy apple red cylinder vase and have a white bow around it. Their little yellow centers peaked brightly through the vast sea of blue petals. “What is this one?”

The old man smiled, “They are “Forget-Me-Nots” only ever truly gifted to a rare, special person that comes around once in a lifetime. They are a sign of true everlasting love and a promise to always remember each other and the love you share no matter where life takes you.”

“I’ll take them.”, Caleb picks up the tiny flower arrangement quickly and goes to pay the man. His heart skipped a beat as it instantly settled on the arrangement.

“Hmm…”, the old man scans his gaze once overs him. “Are these for a lover perhaps?”

Caleb nods, “for my best friend, I know they may have no choice in where life takes us or how much they remember, but I want this to be a promise that I will always help them remember. A promise that I will love them through everything life has to throw at us, that there is no one else for me besides them.” He pauses for a moment, looking at his feet and shifting his weight as if a scolded child before continuing, “I also want to apologize for being a bad boyfriend and forgetting the simplest rules of getting them flowers on our first Valentine’s Day officially together. So I will pay double however much you ask.”

The florist smiles and reaches out a shaky hand to Caleb’s. For a moment he admires the thought of how despite time taking control of the man’s hands he finds the precise steadiness to create such beautiful pieces. He bends quickly, taking the elders hand firmly. A shaky exchange between the men before a small sigh escaped the old man which caused Caleb to meet his eyes which are soft and hide a depth of secrets. “Take them.”

“Huh?” Caleb must have misheard.

“Take them on the house. I, too, was a young soldier once. I know that look, my beloved other half made me love drunk the exact same way. Still to this day… just remember to keep this promise to your person okay young man? Oh, and if you think they are the one, let them know it. ”

Before Caleb could open his mouth to protest the man chuckles with a flick of his own fingers activated an evol and Caleb was outside the building holding the bouquet and the door was locked shut. The old man waved him off from inside. Caleb shouted a thank you and that he would return to pay the man some other time. Again, the old man laughed before shaking his head mumbling “young love huh?” And disappearing to the back of his store.

Caleb looked shocked at the bouquet in his hands before carefully sprinting home. Much to his surprise you both arrived at your apartment door at the same time. The chestnut colored door adorn with silver bells and a pink and red wreath stuck out amongst the neighbors with undecorated doors in the cream hallway. He quickly hides the bouquet behind his back. Praying to himself that you didn’t see him before he saw you.

“Hey babe.”, you tiptoe up and kiss the corner of his mouth. “Did you like your surprise?”

Caleb looked at you with nothing, but love in his eyes. “It was delicious, Pipsqueak. Matter of fact I think I recognize that porridge recipe from somewhere.” He quickly switched the hand the bouquet was in behind his back and lifted his left hand up to pinch your nose.

“You can’t blame me for learning your recipe, okay!”, you swat his hand away. He was acting a bit off, but you were honestly too tired to mention it.

“I was thinking we could go for a ride together?”, Caleb leaned back eyebrows cocked toward the ceiling as if trying to persuade you.

“I don’t know Caleb, I'm feeling a bit tired.”, turning to type in the passcode for your apartment. The panic set in his chest, if he let you open the door you would for sure realize the lack of him setting up anything for you and see that he is a bad boyfriend and if you saw he was a bad boyfriend you would want to break up with him and he didn't want that to happen he couldn't let that happen. His thoughts ran faster than his tongue could help him form words. Next thing he knew he was pulling your hand and leading you back towards the elevators. He was so wrapped up in getting you flowers he didn't realize he didn’t plan anything else. So he decided to do what he knew best. Flying.

“Caleb! Where are we going?!”, you struggled to keep pace up after him. Your combat boots loudly echoing with each growing step.

“We can sleep after. I promise,pretty please just come fly with me? Just one wrap around Linkon and if you are still tired we come straight home.”, his smile made the dull lighting on the elevator fade away. Your heart had no qualms, he seemed so excited it made you excited too. So you nod questioningly.

“On one condition…”, you pouted.

He paused before pressing the ground level button and waiting for you to continue.

“What's behind your back?”, you try and avert your gaze around your tall boyfriend knowing it would never work.

“Not telling you.”, he teased.

“Then I’m not going.”, you crossed your arms and turned away from him.

He huffs out in disbelief and presses the ground level button causing the elevator to start moving. Your lips pursed out exaggerated and eyes squished shut, you feel the heat of his body come up behind you as he uses one hand to cover your eyes. He brought his lips next to your ear, brushing it lightly as he spoke and it sent goosebumps down your spine.

“You’re a little snot. You know that? Ruining your poor boyfriend’s surprise… baby you wound me, buuuttttt because it is Valentine’s Day I’ll treat you nicely.” He places the bouquet gently in your hands making sure you have a good grip on it before letting your eyes go. Coincidently, you arrive at your location at the same time and he immediately claps his hands back over your eyes and laughs, “oops… too bad, Pipsqueak. Looks like you’ll have to wait.”

“This has to be impractical for you!”, You laugh as you feel him trip a little behind you as you enter the car garage.

“Keep it up and I’m putting you in arial time out and taking your flowers back-”, he stops himself short.

“You got me flowers?”, you coo in wonder trying to escape his hand.

“Damnit.”, he grumbles. “Look, just pretend you didn't hear that. No, I didn't get you flowers.”

“But-”

“Babe… please?”, he whined. He guides you into the passenger seat of his sportscar and buckles you. It smells freshly cleaned, which didn't surprise you as he rarely uses it. He only got it to help travel when he was with you in Linkon and even though you were allowed to use the beautiful bright red McLaren 750s, you much prefer your bike the association gave you. While he was walking around to his side you went to open your eyes to no avail. You couldn’t move at all for a few seconds. When you heard his buckle snap into place. “I felt that, you absolute brat. Trying to sneak a peek, always the troublemaker.” He smiles and deactivates his evol. “Go on Ms/Mr/Mx. Impatient” He pokes, fixes the bouquet for the last time in your hands.

You open your eyes slowly and see the wonderful ball of forget-me-nots. You turn to him and kiss his cheek hard. “They are gorgeous!”

“The… the old man said it was for a rare once in a lifetime person in your life. I never want to see a life without you in it.” His right hand came up and you nuzzled into it. “I love you baby, Happy Valentine’s Day, but dont fall for just the flowers… I have a trick just for you!”

“A trick on love day? Are you sure you don’t have the days confused?”

“Haha, Pipsqueak. Come on.”, He ruffles your head before speeding off.

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That’s how you got here. Heart louder than an 808 drum as you are strapped in gear sitting in between Caleb’s legs looking at the dashboard of one of his oldest planes. He has told you a million times that this one is safe, but the fact he drives it around you couldn't help but make your stomach do somersaults. He hit a few dials on the dashboard and was speaking to the airman guiding him to lift off. It wasn’t that you were afraid of heights or flying, just you never had been in one of his airshow trick planes before. Your hands found his thigh straps and he leaned forward putting his head on your shoulder. Even through your gear you could feel his heartbeat on your back. He does this for a living, how could he possibly be nervous too?

“We’ll be okay, trust me.”

“With my life.”, you hummed.

“For better or for worse?”, he suddenly asked using vows

“I do, Caleb. I always will.”, You sink back into him and take a deep breath as he starts his ascend. You closed your eyes until you felt his hand tap you gently telling you to look.

The sun was setting quickly on the horizon. The golden sun was kissed with deep purples, blues, and pinks as the orange was quickly fading through broken clouds. Up here Linkon seemed so quiet. Everyone and everything looked like ants. There were so many wanderers to worry about, no missions, no bills, no anything. Just you and him. There was no turbulence and you wondered if Caleb was using his evol to make the ride smoother for you. If he was you couldn’t tell.

“Hey… If you are scared I can just take us back down, babe. I don’t want to force anything on you. I can always show you another time, maybe have someone take a video how it looks from the ground?”, His eyes dancing between reading you and making sure he was on course.

“We can.”, you say determined. “I know you will keep us safe. I don’t doubt you my love, I trust you.”

“Then hold on.”, He quickly starts hitting buttons, he presses his headset to alert the person on the other end before shutting off his mic once more. You instantly grab your gear so hard your knuckles turn white and he squeezes you with his thighs as he guides the plane on a swift incline.

“You have to remember to breathe, Pipsqueak!” , he shouts over the engine , “If you pass out and miss it I’ll never forgive you! Took me months to get this right!” He prayed he would just actually get it right.

Next thing you know Linkon disappears and you both are flying through a cloud. Caleb pulls a lever and hooks the plane sharply upside down and swirls to a quick incline then a quick 45 degree decline. You squeal in excitement and as adrenaline rushes through your system waking you up more than any coffee ever could. Caleb places your hands on the steering wheel as he holds your noise canceling headphones slightly off, messing up putting something in your ears. You try to shake him off and try to look back and he just points and gestures to you to keep going. He occasionally lets go of an ear to help you with a lever that would send the plane rapidly in another direction. “You’ll need these it sounds louder up here!”, he warns you.

“What’s louder?”, you ask, but are only answered with your headphones being snuggled back on. You can’t hear anything, not even the sounds the plane is giving off.

Caleb’s large hands come to grip the wheel over your own and finally take you out of the cloud. His thumb gently rubbing over you and you feel him place a kiss on the back of your head. When you exit the clouds you are met with a series of bright colorful lights and Caleb pointing toward the clouds you just left. The strength of the plane cut the cloud in a perfect heart design and the fireworks below in Linkon are peaking through the design you both created. Tears begin to form in your eyes completely overwhelmed with a beautiful sight. A paradise moment that was meant just between you two. You quickly took out your phone and took a photo to put in your album on your living room table back in your apartment. If your heart could sing it would have been a world renowned opera singer. A sight and song meant just for Caleb. As you make your descent back down to Earth you couldn't help but let your tears flow.

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you! I … I’m sorry I didn’t set up anything special or different. Pipsqueak… Baby.”, Caleb was frantically wiping your tears and lifting you out of the plane.

“I’m not sad! I just love you so much! Tonight was perfect!”, you sob into his chest.

Relief washed over him entirely and his arms came around to embrace you as tight as possible “Don’t scare me like that! I love you too, but I thought I really messed up this time”, he laughed.

You reached back into his car and plucked one of the bunches of forget-me-nots.

“I promise in a million lifetimes I will never forget this night, Caleb. It may be Valentine’s Day everywhere but this belongs to only us. ” You mess his bangs up a little more as you tuck the bundle into his hair and smile fondly up at him. Next thing you know you are hovering and being pulled up to his lips where you are met with a passionate, foot popping kiss. He hooked your pinky with his and gently kissed both of your hands. Silently prompted you to do the same and a huge smile radiates to his eyes when you do.

“I will hold you to that, Lovely.”

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vitaminseetarot · 3 days ago

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Pick a Card: Full Moon in Leo 🌕😸🌞

Hey, y'all, what's going on? I apologize for not being on as much in the last month and a half. Life is starting to get into crazy season (that's not even accounting for the current US political landscape, my personal life just always seems to get frantic in late winter) and for the last few weeks I've been especially busy finding work along with appointments. I wanted to post a reading in January but here's hoping I can make up for it at some post with more clustered PACs like the last two.

I felt a strong urgency with this full moon PAC which has snapped me back into my tarot flow in order to get this out as soon as possible. Some of the messages feel very time sensitive. I also have a timeless Yes or No reading coming up shortly and also want to do a Valentine's themed reading, so we shall see if February is more psychically jam packed than January.

This reading is cat themed so I decided to add a playing card deck with random cat facts for each pile. (Random: are some of you planning a fun Mardi Gras? I just noticed the color selection lol.) Choose whichever image calls you most:

Pile 1 - Green Spring Rabbit 🐇 Pile 2 - Violet Starlight Sage 🔮 Pile 3 - Yellow Fire Phoenix 🐣

Pile 1 - Green Spring Rabbit 🐇

7 of Swords, Knight of Swords, 8 of Swords, 9 of Pentacles; Full Moon Eclipse - Conclusions are within reach; Libra Sun - Harmonize; "I am deeply connected to the earth and rooted in my own life."; Q♦: "Cat whiskers are the same width as their body."

Hello, pile 1. Your cards are emphasizing that you need to get to the truth of some matter. A need to clear the smoke and make sense of things. Level things out so each thing can be managed in its own time. Push through to complete tasks. Coming soon to a realization about something. Finding important answers to help you move forward. It will all make more sense when the little things are tended to so your mind can find peace. Cats use their long whiskers for balance, and above is Libra reminding you to maintain equilibrium in all areas of life right now. With the red roses, I'm getting that security and material concerns are particularly important to this pile, and this errand is something that must be done in the physical world, like gardening, cleaning the house, filing paperwork, or mailing a special letter, as examples. The messages are coming through very blunt; perhaps this pile prefers cutting away the unnecessary bull and getting to the heart of the matter.

Things may seem difficult right now but if you're able to stay on the ball within the next two weeks, then the time closer to new moon in Pisces will feel a lot more easygoing. Knight of Swords on top of 9 of Pentacles is saying, "bite the bullet and get the thing done so you can enjoy games and rest later". This work may even result in an external reward or validation, but overall it will bring a sense of balance and relaxation in the days to come. The Full Moon can feel odd at times because despite its magical properties, it often brings up come "foe" from the night that needs to be confronted with and ultimately be-friended. In this case I'm getting that you have dealt with procrastination on something that's important to you, but the time is better than ever to get this done.

I felt an urgency getting this pick a card out when I got these cards so this pile's message could get out when it needs to. Don't be late for your important date, like the white rabbit! Remember that procrastination isn't your enemy, though it may seem that way at times. It's merely asking you to draw some strict boundaries between work and play as procrastination fears the idea of never getting rest. But in following the fear, the task gets put off until it's uncomfortable for longer. So it draws out the pain and increases it over time in an attempt to secure what it needs. But if you're able to draw the line and respect it by getting the task done when necessary, then procrastination will turn into a friendly party animal when it's finally time to relax and receive.

Pile 2 - Violet Starlight Sage 🔮

Knight of Cups, Ace of Cups, King of Pentacles, Three of Pentacles; Waxing Crescent - Have faith in your dreams; Taurus Rising - Enjoy; "I flow naturally with greatness and grace."; 9♠: "Cats are crepuscular, which means that they're most active at dawn and dusk."

Hi, pile 2! I'm getting Trine energy especially while looking at the pyramids behind the King of Pentacles. Notice prominent trines in your natal chart and transit, especially grand trines, as they can reveal important details about your current life path if you're into astrology. They may reveal the area of your life this reading is affecting most as it may be different for all of you. For those who aren't into astrology, trines represent flow or harmonious relationships between different aspects. Your pile was the smoothest energy of the three like clear running water. Before I drew your affirmation card with the amethysts, I heard "flow" like "smooth flowing" or "smooth sailing". There's something you've been looking for to fulfill some part of your life, like a degree or a car, something that is needed to function. This is something practical that will make you feel as though you've leveled up. If you're on that path now, this reading is a confirmation that you are in alignment with what you're seeking.

An interesting thing I see in this pile is this theme of day and night. We see it in both the "crepuscular" card as well as the light and dark contrast of your tarot cards. So I'm reading this in many different ways since it seems like an abstract theme: for some of you, this may involve a creative project or study that you do either in the morning or evening hours. Like a hobby you do in the morning, or a class at night, could be coming through. You may be moonlighting and working two jobs at once or school and job depending on the time and person. For others, your manifestation abilities are running high over the next week or two, meaning that surprises that could be part of your alignment could come up overnight. Like you submit an application and hope to hear back only to hear it the following night or day.

I'm not seeing fast moving cards here, so if this happens, you're still being advised with sobering amethyst to take it easy and not rush into anything, especially if the opportunity makes you uncomfortable in any way. All these cards suggest that you're on the path to getting that which will make your life easier, not harder, so rushing may only bring struggle and strain when a graceful approach may do more good in the long run. You are meant to enjoy what it is you're receiving as this gift will keep you on a proper path towards self development. It will come when the time is just right. My headphones moved as I typed the last sentence so "hear" for signs. Spiritual signs may come as music, audiobooks, podcasts, or from overheard conversations. Pay attention to these synchronicities for insight.

Pile 3 - Yellow Fire Phoenix 🐣

7 of Wands, VI Lovers, 3 of Wands, 2 of Cups; Full Moon in Capricorn - The end of a tough cycle approaches; Aquarius Moon - Invent; "People want to hear what I have to say."; 8♦: "A group of kittens are more commonly called a litter, but they can also be known as a 'kindle' of kittens."

Hey pile 3. During this full moon time, an important decision must be made regarding an ambition very close to you. I'm getting for many this pile will involve a relationship with a person but it could be also be something close to the heart like spirituality or a cause you strongly believe in. These cards are rather vague as to what kind of decision is being made and how to exactly weigh these options. Mostly what's coming through is that it may involve difficult but absolutely critical conversations with others. This could be an important meeting or review coming up, where feedback on either side may be required. There could be some kind of situation or confrontation where teaming up and strategizing with others will benefit you. These conversations may not be easy, but it's a vital step in whatever goal you're looking to accomplish.

There are two sides to this pile. For those who are wondering if they should communicate, and usually don't, the cards are advising to go for what you want. 7 of Wands suggests needing to be brazen and bold to a degree, so it may be you who needs to reach out first even if it feels like a struggle. 3 of Wands is a card of progress, so even if the call somehow ends in a "no", it will still be a stepping stone in the path for what you desire. Speaking your truth will give you experience points no matter the outcome. For those who are always reaching out and communicating, the cards are asking to lean back and trust a little more and let them meet you half way.

If you're looking to start or re"kindle" a relationship (or something within the relationship), it's time to get real with what you're after. Your voice matters a lot in this situation. This full moon can indicate progress in a goal that you've been aiming towards for a long time, and it's possible that collaborating with others may be a big factor in moving this objective along. A cat can't have kittens by itself, you know what I'm saying? It's okay to need working with another person or people on something dear to you, and there's a good chance they see you as the leader type by waiting for your initiative. Either you must take the initiative or set intention so the universe can initiate for you, it will be the opposite of your default behaviors. By setting the goal and leading the way, you can help others to help you. That's the power of teamwork, yeah! [climbs out of motivational poster] Ahem.

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2025, @VitaminseeTarot ™

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issues4him · 18 hours ago

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how rafe would react to innocent!reader wearing lingerie under her dress for valentine’s day

cw : sexual themes, cussing, foreplay, mentions of sex, idk guys i’m just horny

rafe’s lips were slick on your neck and hands tight on your waist. he walked you backwards slowly until the back of your legs met the end of your bed. his hands traveled up towards your shoulders, fingertips sneaking underneath the fabric or your dress’ sleeves. “my beautiful girl…” he whispered against your neck, his breath was hot—god, he was hot.

his fingers hooked underneath your sleeves, pulling them down your arms. but stopped midway down your bicep.

“what the fuck is…“ rafe’s deep voice halted as he saw the lacey, pink bra strap peeking out. he glanced into your eyes for a second before tugging the sleeve of your red dress down your arms.

“well, i…i just thought—y’know maybe you’d like it…” your voice was quiet, nervous for his reaction to the bubblegum-colored lingerie your beautiful body was clothed in. slowly, rafe’s gaze hardened as he pulled your dress all the way down to your ankles, letting it pool around your feet. he bent down on one knee, gripping your hips, keeping his blue eyes attached to your mid drift.

the lingerie itself wasn’t anything crazy intricate. you were much too scared to spend more time in that store than needed. your hands were already sweaty earlier that afternoon just staring at the bright pink victoria’s secret sign inside the mall. “i’m doing this for rafe, im doing this for rafe.” is what you kept telling yourself as you tip-toed through the store, ultimately grabbing the first valentines-ey set you seen. embarrassment flooded your face as you walked to the register. the cashier smirked at your bashful demeanor. “your face is as red as a rose, honey. how festive.” the older woman snickered and scanned the price tag—$100?!?!

rafe’s large, rough hands caressed the back of your thighs, pulling you slightly closer to him. the tip of his nose tickled just under your belly button. his eyes fluttered shut at your new “sexy” and “irresistible” perfume scent—or that’s how the cashier described it.

his puppy dog-like eyes peered up at you, gripping your thighs a bit tighter. awe—you thought to yourself. your hands came up to pet his buzzed head, soaking in the sight beneath you.

“y-woah!” you yelped as your boyfriend picked you up almost effortlessly and plopped your body onto the bed. he didn’t even bother taking off his clothes as he crawled on top of you. your lips met in an intimate, warm kiss.

he pulled away, moving his sloppy kisses down your body, your breath quickening with each passing second.

he paused right as he got to your soaked panties, giving them a small kiss before looking up at you. “where’d you get this outfit?” he asked as he hooked your legs over his shoulders.

“victoria’s secret.” you answered, supporting your upper body on your elbows. rafe looked back down at your pussy, moving the fabric to the side. his mouth watered at the sight of your glistening cunt, drenched in arousal. he glanced up at you with a stupid, boyish grin and an approving nod.

“keep it bookmarked in your apple maps f’me, baby.”

#ok bye i’m at work and im so bored #this is ass tbh #rafe cameron smut #rafe obx #rafe outer banks #drew starkey #drew starkey smut #rafe x you #rafe fanfiction

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kissitbttr · 10 months ago

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a sweet moment of frat!miguel and muñeca that we rarely get to see

to miguel, relationships are complex.

he’s not built for one and never meant to. the idea of having to commit to one person when he still wants to have fun sounds like a real torture. the constant clinging and demands of going out on dates just enough to make him scowl. like what’s the point of it all? spending money on gifts or valentines dates just seem to be a waste of time.

until she entered the picture. gone were the days where his money were spent on booze and gears.

now, he’s having the ultimate pleasure of spoiling his girlfriend, walking her to classes, stay during cheerleading practice and begging her to stay over at the frat house. all that he did out of consciousness,

even curating the image of what their wedding would look like in the future.

yeah. that much.

the couple decides to have a small picnic at the campus park during their free period. whereas the rest of the students are busy with studying and walking from building to building, these two lovers find the spare time to be with each other.

“i love hibiscus flowers. they’re pretty” muñeca mentions, laying on her side with palm supporting the head. “sunflowers too—much better than a rose”

miguel fixes himself a smile upon his beautiful girlfriend, deciding to mirror her action by laying on his side as well. “how abouut cake flavor, cariño?”

she looks over at him and the sight is making her drool. the shirt that he’s sporting compliments his rippling muscles, not to mention the few unbuttons at the top showcasing a bit of his chest hair and gold chain around the neck.

“are you going somewhere with this?” she questions with a smile, seeing him shrug,

“just asking” he replies, eyes staring intently into hers. “i want to know what my girl likes—because if she mentions vanilla then i’m out”

muñeca giggles, head shaking at the ridiculous assumption. “i would never!” miguel grins even wider hearing the sound of that laugh. “i love red velvet—and anything fruit infused desserts”

he nods, making a mental note on that one. “what if I prefer chocolates?”

“then we can have both” she answers casually, hand sneaking through its way towards the slope of his calloused one. “chocolates and raspberries are good combo, anyway—not white or milk chocolates though. dark is the way”

“that’s my girl” miguel praises, his thumb drawing circles around her skin. “i love this dress on you, by the way—wear it often”

“you say that pretty much about everything i wear miggy!” she smiles, kissing his jaw. “you’re biased”

“is it my fault that my girlfriend looks good in everything?” he asks as if he’s proving his innocence, tightening the hold of his hand around hers, “got the prettiest girl on campus by my side and there’s no way i’m missing the chance to let her know how hot she is”

her cheeks warm at the compliment, looking down momentarily to hide the large grin that’s threatening to break through, “you just want to fuck me” it’s a joke,

“is it working?” he jokes back with a raised eyebrow, earning himself a punch on the shoulder making him grunt and laugh, “caray, ma!—you sure got some strength in you”

“thanks to my handsome linebacker’s workout routine” she winks, curling a loose hair around his forehead,

“put me in a headlock next, i beg of you” he says, and she can’t tell if he’s really joking or serious but she wouldn’t be surprised if it was the latter,

“ugh! you’re so unserious sometimes!”

they both share a laugh after. “okay back to question number—five!” he picks a chocolate covered strawberry with his free hand off the plate and pop it in his mouth. “dream destination?”

her lips curl into a thinking mode and so are her eyebrows, clutching their interlocked hand against her chest. “hmm—bali, malaysia, and rome”

miguel hums, nodding as he looks down. she tilts her head to the side with confusion written all over her face, watching him. “what is this, intervention?”

“what, no. can’t a guy ask his girl a few things to get to know her better?”

“miggy, we fuck at least three times a day, i think we already went past that kind of formalities” she rolls her eyes playfully, seeing how he shrugs innocently and grin. “so? what is this about? first it was about my favorite decorations, second it’s about my favorite dish and drinks of choice and then third, and fourth—“ she trails off, watching the shy smile on his face appears as he avoids her gaze,

“what?” she asks confused, yet his smile is contagious and that makes her smile too,

“just thinking about how everything would look like for our wedding someday”

“a wedding?”

“y-yeah” he scratches the back of his neck nervously, “i’m making notes, you know? i trust them all with you, muñeca—want you to handle everything”

her heart somehow blooms in her chest, gaze softening when he mentions about marriage. tying a knot. living happily ever after. with her.

she feels the little girl inside of her is squealing at the thought of a prince charming asking her for a hand. like ones she read on fairy tales and bedtime stories.

he wants to marry her

upon hearing no response, he feels the embarrassment creeping in as he gulps, his hand trembling slightly at the thought of being rejected. he would probably cry if she told him that she doesn’t see the future together.

“look you don’t—“

“baby” she coos, her hand moving to cup his face. “you want to marry me?”

he feels somehow at ease when he hears the tone of her voice, realizing that he may not look like an eager idiot whom he thought he’d be in front of her, “i do” his response is firm and set. “do you?”

the way he’s looking at her with hopeful eyes makes her wish that they’re both alone right now, just so she could straddle his lap and smother him with kisses. but seeing that they’re not and at a public space, especially on campus, she’s holding herself back.

instead of that, she cups his face before leaning in for a kiss. miguel sighs into her mouth, kissing her back with much more passion as he snakes a hand around her waist. the kiss is somehow becoming more intense and hungry. he then moves himself to move on top of her in swift motion, making her giggle at his enthusiasm.

what’s supposed to be a simple kiss, turns into a heavy makeout session. she squeezes both his shoulders as a gesture to take it easy, not wanting the head of security to catch them in the act. again.

miguel huffs when she pulls away, but the taste of her lips remains to be the reason why a lovesick smile attached on his features.

“of course i do” she replies, “just make sure that the ring is ready after we graduate, o’hara” and miguel will hold onto that. he will buy the most expensive and prettiest ring ever for her.

she swears that the love she has for him is bigger than anything. he had changed a lot for the better and she couldn’t be more proud. miguel had learned so many things during the times he had shared with her, and it would be so crazy to think that she didn’t bring any positive impact in his life.

her existence is the key of him growing. not just love but as a person as well. and he would argue to hell and back with anyone just to prove the point of his gratitude to her will always be bigger than this girl,

none of these two lovers knew what fate had in stored for them. to have a committed relationship with someone wasn’t in either’s bucket list, let alone getting married. but everything seems to have changed.

before this, they didn’t even know each other. there had been a time where miguel didn’t know muñeca exist and vice versa. and there’s some sort of twinge rattle in his chest, knowing that someone else could be loving her instead of him.

he doesn’t like that. at all.

the negative thought that plagued into his mind somehow gets pulled when he feels her soft padded thumb traces his lower lip. his pupils dilating when he looks at her, with the pretty smile that he never gets tired of. seeing that often makes his heart fail to find a steady rhythm.

gaze in her eyes speaks so kindly to him. a look in which helps to remind him that she belongs to him and so does he to her. and miguel finds himself exhale a breath of relief yet once again.

‘she is so unbelievably gorgeous and all mine’

#frat!miguel #miguel o'hara #miguel o’hara blurbs

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sleepybiscus · 3 days ago

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♡VALENTINES!!♡

---- Dandadan characters x reader on valentines day headcanons♡

---- ken, momo, jiji, aira

----gender neutral reader, fluff

♡KEN TAKAKURA♡

♡ Ken has never had a romantic partner before, let alone celebrated Valentines day. So when February came around and you asked your boyfriend, "You'll be my valentine, right?" though he nodded his head frantically, he had no idea what to do.

♡ He immediately goes to Momo for advice and she clowns on him but ultimately tells him to get you some kind of gift.

♡ He does his own research and buys you a box of chocolates from the convenience store and when the day comes, he nervously tries to make conversation with you, stalling nervously before handing you the gift.

♡ The rest of the day, you spend time together; though, Ken is still as shy as he usually is with affection.

♡MOMO AYASE♡

♡ Momo has always dreamed of spending a romantic valentines day with her future partner, and even though you aren't Ken Takakura (the ACTOR), she wouldn't have it any other way.

♡ Though she would've loved to have a romantic dinner just you and her at a fancy restaurant, she knows damn well that neither of you can afford that; so, home it is.

♡ Granny Seiko is entertained by the idea that Momo is inviting someone over for Valentines day, so she lets the two of you sit together in her house without interruption.

♡ You share a nice evening with her and end up going up to her room and snuggling up on the bed and talking about random things.

♡JIN ENJOJI♡

♡ When he first sees you on February 14th, Jiji pulls you into a big hug in his arms. He excitedly hands you a box of chocolates and little teddy bear.

♡ Be ready for the most cliché Valentines of all time because you will spend the day out with your boyfriend, holding hands and walking through the park or something along those lines.

♡ At home, you watch some stupid romcom movie and Jiji tries to be cute and lovey dovey with you, no matter how cringe he is. He cracks stupid jokes and after some scenes he tells you "That's us!"

♡ Even though he tries his best to treat you the best he can, make you laugh and smile every day, he still wants to spend extra time to make sure you know how much he loves and appreciates you.

♡AIRA SHIRATORI♡

♡ Aira definitely expects a romantic day like she's read in shojo manga. She's been preparing ever since she met you for the moment when she accepts a bouquet of red roses and a heart shaped box or chocolates from her lover on the coming day.

♡ She's set aside time in her day to go on a lovely coffee date with you and spend time together; you meet her in front of the door, and it's clear that she dressed nice for the occasion; but don't be mistaken, she always looks this nice! As does a perfect pretty girl such as herself.

♡ Though on the outside she seems like she's composed, used to being treated like this (which she is, to an extent), she's really a mess when it's just the two of you. She's actually really appreciative of you doing so much for her and she shows it in her own ways!

♡ You spend the evening together, enjoying the other's presence; she's especially glad to have you in her life.

♡♡♡♡

-happy valentines!! here's an early little treat while i work on other things :] not dead just busy😔

#dandadan x reader #dandadan #x reader #jiji x reader #jiji #jin enjoji #jin enjoji x reader #aira shiratori #aira shiratori x reader #jiji enjoji #momo ayase x reader #momo ayase #okarun x reader #okarun #ken takakura #ken takakura x reader #valentines day #theyre so silly i love them sm aaksjdkwjs

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fieldsofchai · 3 months ago

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a/n: lol i said i would post this some time tomorrow but i couldn’t sleep so here we are now. this is the first fic that i'm posting! i've been absolutely obsessed with fom and i have been binge-playing it, especially since the new update came out. march might be a little ooc but i had a lot of fun writing this, to be honest. please leave a request in my ask box!

content contains: self-doubt, mutual pining, loneliness, unrequited love, gender-neutral reader, valentines day like holiday, march is bad at feelings, fluff with the tiniest dash of angst

content rating: pg

March huffed as Olric continued to go on and on. Blah blah blah, hearts day, blah blah blah, he should ask someone. It was the same thing every year. March wanted to feel irritated that he would get nagged for the same thing every year, making friends and whatnot, yet a small part of it found it endearing. Cute, almost, though he would never admit it out loud. Knowing his brother cared as much as he cared for him was good. It was too bad those feelings immediately disappeared upon hearing the next words that flew out of his mouth.

“So what do you think? I get Reina to bake the sweets and you can deliver it to them by the end of the day!” Olric exclaimed, beaming from ear to ear as if he had just come up with the best idea in the world.

March snapped his head up from the sword he was working on. Admittedly, he hadn’t been paying attention to what Olric was talking about. He had just assumed it would be the same old stuff that he says every year. He hadn’t expected him to actually have some type of plan put in action.

“What?” March asked with a confused expression on his face, yet there was still a blush that somehow rose on his cheeks. He already knew who Olric was talking about. That damn new farmer.

Ever since they had moved here they had been a pain in his ass. He had tried to give off subtle hints that he wasn’t too interested in being their friend. After all, he didn't think they would actually stick around. Yet, a couple of months later they were still somehow here. To be frank, he had come to actually… tolerate their presence but for some odd reason they seemed to think they were best friends.

So what if every evening they would somehow find him with some type of perfect ore in their hands, knowing he was the only one in town who would actually appreciate it’s beauty.

So what if they looked a little banged up and dirty from presumably fighting god knows what in the mines and it would never fail to make his heart swell with appreciation, but also a whole lot of concern.

So what if they always find a way around to the forge every morning to wish him a good morning and check in on him, so much so to the point that he looks forward to it every day and finds himself wondering what could possibly be going on with them on the rare occasion that they’re not there.

So what if he finds his heart fluttering just a little bit when he sees them walking into the inn on friday nights. He probably just needs to get a check up from Valen.

“Bro, weren’t you listening? I was giving you a run down of this totally ultimate plan to ask the farmer to be your date for hearts day tonight! Just you wait! In no time you two will be walking down the aisle and-”

“Lower your voice!” March hissed out. Nobody was around but he could already feel his face heating up and growing bright red from how loud he was being about this plan that he would no way agree to participate in. “I’m not asking them out. Never in a million years!” March exclaimed to Olric. He was whisper shouting now, afraid someone would walk by and hear, even though there was nobody around and everyone was busy with their own duties for the day.

Olric blinked at March. “Why not? Everyone is town knows you like them.” he said to him with a confused tilt of his head. He wasn’t even trying to mock poor March, he was just genuinely confused because, as far as he knew, March really did obviously have a thing for the farmer right up the street.

March just glared at him in response. “If everyone thinks that then this entire town is dense. I do not like the farmer.” March responded with, eagerly looking down and continuing his work. He just hoped the conversation would be over now. He nipped it in the bud and he would really prefer to be done with his work before nighttime so he can relax while everyone else goes out for their dates.

March paused his movements. Briefly, he wondered if the farmer already had plans tonight. They weren’t ugly by any means and they certainly did have a way of putting a smile on everyone’s face. Surely someone had asked them out by now. Maybe Balor? He had certainly been eyeing them since they first arrived in town. Or maybe it was possibly Reina. March always saw the two shopping and cooking together. He was sure they had forged some type of close bond by now. Probably a better bond than anything he could offer them…

“You know…” Olric started, interrupting March’s thoughts. His face had grown serious, something he wasn’t used to seeing from his brother. “I really wish you would just come to realize that you can’t go through life by yourself. It’s okay to want, or even need, friends or a partner. Nobody is going to think less of you, March. You deserve happiness.” Olric spoke with absolute sincerity. He wasn’t just saying this to make him feel better. He meant what he was saying.

March let out a sigh before speaking, his voice coming out way more soft than he meant for it to. “Yeah, well, what if they deserve someone better than me? I don’t know if I could be that soft lover that everyone dreams of.” His hand gripped the handle of the tool he was using tightly as he spoke. It felt… weird to actually voice his concerns out loud.

There was a beat of silence before March felt a heavy hand on his shoulder. March looked up at his brother who had moved closer to him. “No offense bro, but you should probably let them make that decision.”

March moved his eyes to the forge, unable to muster up anything in response. There was a couple of seconds of silence before Olric finally spoke again. “Ultimately, it’s your decision,” he said, moving away from his brother. Olric began to walk away. “But hey, I have a shift at the general store! Gotta stay busy and help as much as I can around town, you know? I won’t be home until late! Think about what I said!”

With that, Olric was gone, leaving March alone with his thoughts and a decision to be made.

. . . . . ╰──╮╭──╯ . . . . .

The farmer wiped the sweat off of their brow as they sat on their front porch and admired their work. The farm had really come a long way since they first got here. The farm had once just been a bunch of land filled with nothing but rocks, trees, and weeds but now it was so much more. Enough crops were growing right now to keep the town fed for a week and so many animals now that the farmer was sure they had a whole ecosystem going on. The farmer was happy.

Well, almost.

Truth be told, they were lonely. Sure, they had plenty of friends here in Mistria, but it still kind of stung for them to see so many people excited for the holiday today. Juniper and Valen had a whole day planned for each other, Nora and Holt have been sickeningly loving with each other, and Hemlock couldn’t shut up about what he had planned for Josephine tonight. Hell, the farmer was even sure Henrietta had some type of date night going on tonight.

Don’t get them wrong, they were happy to see everyone happy in town, they were just feeling a bit jealous that they couldn’t share that excitement with everyone. Especially since they were hoping a special someone would actually ask them out tonight. Foolish of them, really. The farmer was quite sure their feelings for March were obvious to everyone in town, after all, it’s all Elsie could tease them about every time they ran into each other. However, it was also quite obvious that March did not feel the same way.

The farmer let out a sigh, closed their eyes, and leaned their head back against the chair they were sitting in. They really needed to find a way to get over this stupid crush they had for the blacksmith. It was getting pathetic and they were quite sure March was laughing at them behind their back. Why would he like them? He was the best blacksmith anyone had ever seen and they were just… them.

“Are you deaf or something?” A slightly irritated voice cut into the farmer’s thoughts. A voice they knew all too well.

“March?” the farmer spoke with surprise voice once they opened their eyes and saw who was standing in front of them.

And sure enough it was March. He had his typical headband tied around his forehead. His usual tank top and overalls were also on but they were dirty, a clear sign that he had just finished working and walked over here immediately. Whatever he needed must have been important.

“Yeah,” was all he said in response to them. He looked down at the ground, shuffling his feet. “Are you, uh, busy or anything?” he asked hesitantly.

The farmer’s eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. It’s 8 o’clock at night, all their chores were done and they always tried to make it out of the mines before it got dark. Obviously, they weren’t busy doing anything. “No.” was all the farmer said, wanting to give March enough space to speak his mind.

All he did was nod before a couple seconds of silence followed. Finally, he spoke up, still not making eye contact with them. “Well, uh, I was planning on cooking something tonight. Some soup maybe since it’s a little chilly out.” he took a deep breath, as if convincing himself it was okay to continue. “Olric isn’t coming home until late tonight and I don’t want these ingredients to go to waste. You know, since I have so much of it…” He trailed off. His face had gotten more and more red as he continued speaking. At this point his face was almost the same shade as his hair.

Yet, the farmer didn’t make fun of him. Instead, a giddy smile broke out on their face as the realization that March was actually asking them to hang out with him dawned on them. “My my, March. Are you asking me to come to your house for dinner?” the farmer asked, a giant smile creeping up on their face.

March finally looked up at them, managing to make eye contact for a second before he averted his eyes. “I guess I am, yeah.” he said hesitantly. He was afraid they were going to burst into laughter. Then he would be the talk of the town. Poor March who tried to ask out the farmer who is so way out of his league and got rejected on the spot. God, he was already ready to die of embarrassment just from the possible scenario.

Yet, that’s not what happened. Instead, the farmer jumped to their feet, clapped their hands together once, and grinned at him with a special type of sparkle in their eyes. “Of course, I’ll come! Let me just make sure all the animals get inside and wash up! I’ll meet you at your place.” The farmer shouted, already running towards the barn and coop to get the animals put away. They wanted to get done as quickly as possible so they could make their way to March and Olric’s place.

“D-don’t get the wrong idea! I just had extra ingredients lying around!” March shouted after them. Though he was sure they didn’t hear him, too caught up in their own excitement to even focus on what he was saying. Strangely enough, he was fine with that. As long as they kept that bright smile on their face, he was fine with anything.

He turned away from the farm, starting the trek back to his place so he could also wash up and prepare to start cooking. Only then when he had turned away from the farmer fully and nobody could see him did he let his own smile take its place.

#fields of mistria #fields of mistria x reader #march x reader #march fom

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roseglazedlens · 1 year ago

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hehe hi i saw that your requests were open and idk if this is like too much or anything but sobbing head in hands head canons about reader having a dog that just does not get along with their s/o (any character of your choosing), like perhaps not like barking at them, but the dog is definitely playfully biting their toes every time they see them

⦑ 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐄𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐒/𝐎’𝐬 𝐃𝐨𝐠𝐬 ⦒

characters: chris redfield, leon kennedy, claire redfield, piers nivans & jill valentine. a/n: thank you so much for requesting lovely! i don't have any furbabies myself, but one day!!! once again, i apologise for getting carried away with these headcanons, i just love all characters! content: SFW

CHRIS REDFIELD

He has a German Shepherd at home!! Dog person all his life!

Had considered being a professional dog trainer in his younger years, and did some courses on it, but ultimately did not pursue it.

Gets along with your dog almost instantly - your dog respects Chris.

Would teach your dog all kinds of tricks - honestly helps you out a lot!

Would be annoying and give you unsolicited advice about your dog's diet and training (which you shut him up with a kiss)

Has a YouTube channel about educational dog content with only three videos of him just talking to the camera, that is all posted 7 years ago.

LEON KENNEDY

Leon doesn't mind dogs, but he prefers cats more.

So when Leon visits you, he isn't used to the shower of affection your dog gives.

If your dog were to not get along with him, Leon would put his hands up to show he doesn't mean harm.

Eventually earning your dog's mercy after playing fetch with them!

It's a little tiring for Leon, who is only used to the company of cats.

But he knows your dog is your family and wants to make sure he gets along with them.

Would try to convince you that a cat would be a good addition to your family (so his cat can have a playmate).

CLAIRE REDFIELD

There was only Claire and her brother in the Redfield household, so Chris surprised Claire with a dog for her birthday one time to help with the loneliness. And that cheered Claire up greatly, and made her love dogs!.

No. 1 chihuahua defender - Always trying to break the stereotype that chihuahuas are aggressive, and rants on about how so many people don't know how to respect their boundaries.

Volunteers at a dog shelter!

It is no surprised she would get along with yours, with how big dogs has become in her life.

If she gets bitten playfully, Claire would play dead. And then come back to life when your dog paws at her cheeks. (She can't stop smiling from the cuteness)

Would scream "doggo!" everytime she passed by one.

PIERS NIVANS

He loooves dogs!! And dogs love him!

Piers just radiates 'dog owner energy' - random dogs, including yours, will sniff him and try to be friends if he passes by.

Dogs are just naturally drawn to Piers, and he's not complaining.

Meets your dog once, and your dog already loves him more. You're a little salty about it, but glad that they get along.

Best belly rubs giver!

His dog is friends with Chris' dog, so they go on a walk together every Sunday morning.

JILL VALENTINE

Jill is a dog person, even if I can see her being a cat person too.

I see Jill being super affectionate to her dog, always giving kisses and hugs the moment she returns from an op.

After Arklay Mountains, I can see her dog being concerned at Jill's attitude change. Whining a little to show that they're here for Jill.

When she meets your dog, her expression warms at the sight. I see Jill getting attached to your dog easily, and they get along together well after playing fetch a few times.

thanks for reading! come check out my other works. ––yours truly, rose. tags: @valsthea @custard0nut © roseglazedlens - please do not repost, plagiarise, or feed to ai.

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mauvecherie-writes · 2 years ago

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Cupid’s Kisses.

pairing: Lewis Hamilton x Black f!reader.

tags: 18+ nsfw, minors dni, super fluff, cheesy in parts, an overdose of corny, smut, mention of birth control, unprotected sex, choking, hard breeding kink, gagging, minor spanking, dirty talk, creampie, aftercare.

word count: 6.6K.

note: Welcome to my first fic of 2023! So so sorry it took so long to come but life got in the way. Things are a little rusty but either way please leave feedback and your thoughts! Reblog and like! Thank you 💕. NOT EDITED.

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Since your years in university, Valentine’s Day was one of the celebrated holidays that you hated purely from a resentful standpoint and you weren’t ashamed to admit that yourself. Every time that you had tried to celebrate with a partner, it never ended well for you one way or another - from being dumped on the day to your partners just not having any type of enthusiasm for Valentine’s. “I mean I love you everyday, one day shouldn’t change that.” You hated hearing that - it was such a lame excuse used to justify not wanting to go through the efforts to plan anything special. It made you feel like shit to be honest and after a while you began hating the day. The only way that you really celebrated for the past three years was exchanging gifts with your friends and then coming back home, watching romantic movies and indulging in all of your favourite foods and wine.

However, you did not expect the whirlwind persona that was Lewis Hamilton - the absolute charmer swept you off your feet and they haven’t touched the ground since. It had been a blissful seven months since a chance encounter at the French Grand Prix. You had been a guest of the Mercedes Petronas team and when he laid his eyes on you in his side of the garage he just knew (he said) and since, you were never out of his presence.

Weary at giving the high profile man a chance, you did not regret agreeing to a date with him. Giving him the opportunity to win a chance at your heart had not gone wrong thus far and as the days went by, you knew that you could not walk away from him without heartbreak. He made you feel a deep love and ultimately it made you realise that Lewis was the person for you.

This year, Valentine’s Day was going to be different and you knew this when you were greeted with a box of your favourite artisan chocolate that spelt the question ‘Will you be my Valentine?’ as you woke up on the first day of the month. Of course you enthusiastically agreed to the question, jumping into his arms and spending that morning making out and sharing the chocolate.

For the first time in years you felt butterflies in your stomach and you were unable to shake them off the more your relationship with him grew. Today was Valentine’s Day and you didn’t feel utter despair and dread when you woke up and got out of bed. Unfortunately, ever the busy man, you weren’t able to wake up in Lewis’s arms. He had flown you out to Monaco to his beautiful beachfront apartment, fed you and made sweet love to you until the both of you passed out. This morning, he needed to do some last minute business stuff before he was able to shut himself away and just be with you.

After washing your face and brushing your teeth, you walked out of the bedroom and you gasped as the open floor living and kitchen area came into your view. Red and pink rose petals were scattered all over the floor from the corridor you were standing in to the kitchen island where a few varied sized boxes resided along with love heart balloons and a bouquet of your favourite flowers. In the front of a large, circular black box was a pink envelope with your name elegantly written on it. For what felt like hours, you just stood there, simply in awe of the effort Lewis had put in for you. In the earlier stages of your relationship, you had confessed about your hang ups with Valentine’s Day so the fact that he was going to such lengths to change your perspective of the day was greatly appreciated.

You hadn’t realised that you had been softly crying until your best friend had picked up your facetime call and that was the first thing that she noticed.

“Bitch! Why are you crying?! What did he do! I’ll fly over there and beat his short ass right now!”

You laughed through your tears, shaking your head. “Nothing bad, I promise.” You sniffed as you tried to wipe your tears away. “Ugh I don’t even know why I’m crying but look at what I woke up to.” You flipped to the back camera and panned to the view that was ahead of you.

“Oh my god!” Ariel gasped as she took in the decorations. “That’s so fucking cute!” She gushed.

“I know! And there’s an envelope with my name on it but I haven’t opened it yet. I was too overwhelmed and just called you.”

“Do you want to open and read it together?” She asked and you nodded your head as she could see you. You then propped your phone and sat on one of the bar stools at the island. You took a deep breath, wiping away your tears before grabbing the envelope and softly opening it. You ignored the slight trembling of your fingers and pulled out the letter.

Princess …

Every moment that I have spent with you since I saw you in the garage had been an awakening, an awakening as to how I could have gone years without you in my life. You bring me such an unfathomable joy that I didn’t even know I was missing and I want you to know that and I will let you know that everyday for as long as you let me.

Inside this box are forever roses to represent each day since we’ve met how grateful I am that you’re taking this chance at cupid with me. I hope that you don’t regret making that choice as much as I don’t regret following my heart in chasing after you.

You are worth it my dear Valentine …

Yours,

Lewis xxx

The tears were now freely streaming down your face after you had finished reading the letter. You even heard Ariel sniffing as well.

“Holy fuck, that was the most romantic thing I have ever heard. Who knew short stuff had that in him.” Ariel commented as she watched you cradle the letter into your chest. Your heart was beating so fast as another wave of emotions crashed against your ribcage. Lewis, near or far, had the ability to rock your equilibrium, leaving you unbalanced and flustered.

“I can’t deny it anymore.” You whispered just loudly enough for her to hear through the phone.

“Are you going to tell him?” Ariel asked.

Before you could answer, the apartment door opened and along with his footsteps, Roscoe’s loud barks echoed and filled the space. You quickly tried to dry your tear soaked face but you knew that you couldn’t hide the redness and puffiness of your face.

“Baby I’m home!” Lewis yelled, his voice carrying through to the kitchen.

“In the kitchen.” You yelled back, willing your voice to not crack. Roscoe rushed as fast as he could to your feet as Lewis came around the bend and came into your view with the brightest smile on his face. However, the smile slowly dropped away from his gorgeous features as he took in the state that you were in.

“What’s wrong?” He asked as he drew closer to you.

“I read your letter.” You replied as your bottom lip quivered as his words rang through your mind. “That was the sweetest thing anyone has ever written to me.”

“Awe Princess, come here.” He cooed as he cupped your puffy cheeks in his warm hands. You leaned into his palm as he wiped your tears away with the pad of his thumb and placed assuring kisses on your skin after. “I meant every word.”

“I know.” You whispered as you smiled at him. Lewis smiled down at you before he placed his lips on yours. You leaned into the kiss, letting your body be swayed. He wedged his hard body in between your legs, letting the fabric of your robe slip away from your thighs. As the kiss deepened further, your hands grabbed onto his waist as you stabilised yourself.

“Alright now. As much as I love both of you and think that this moment is cute, you’re making me feel like I’m intruding on something I shouldn’t be looking at right now.” Ariel loudly announced, causing the two of you to break apart. You groaned in slight embarrassment and hid your face in Lewis’s chest. His laugh shook his body and vibrated through you.

“Hi Ariel.” He greeted her as you hugged him, melting into his embrace. His scent was soothing and the sound of his steady heartbeat calmed your unregulated feelings at the moment. You sat in silence as the two briefly interacted before Ariel bid her goodbyes. You waved at her before Lewis hung up the call. You sighed contently as you focused on the feel of his skin beneath your fingertips.

Lewis dropped his hands to the sides of your thighs and caressed them. “How are you feeling Princess?”

“I’m feeling happy.” You smiled, still rubbing your face into his chest. You felt the pressure of his kiss on the top of your head.

“And those were all happy tears?” He questioned as he began to rock your body from side to side.

“Mhm. Thank you for the letter and gifts.” You lifted your head to meet his eyes. You blushed as he smiled, the creases of his cheeks almost touching his eyes.

“You’re very welcome.” Lewis bent his neck and captured your lips into a slow and passionate kiss once again.

“Are you ready for the rest of the day with me?” He mumbled against your mouth.

“I am!”

“Good, because I intend on making sure that today becomes the first of many.”

“Oh really?” Your eyebrow quirked upward as a smile threatened to spread across your face.

“Yes really and you better be ready for it all.”

Your heart seemed to have capsized in your chest as were at a loss for words. Truthfully the words were the tip of your tongue but you couldn’t say them just yet. Instead, you chose to kiss him, hoping that he could understand that the fervour of your movement conveyed the words you couldn’t say …

There was never a dull moment during the day with Lewis and your favourite pup. You had spent most of it in Monte Carlo, enjoying the beautiful sun and waves the location offered. Lewis at one point had tried to teach you how to surf but you were not having it. Your cornrows were relatively new and you were not about to let the salt water ruin them more than they had already been ruined after you had accepted to ride on the jet ski with Lewis. His inability to be slow on any vehicle led to you being splashed by the water as you screamed and he laughed at your dismay. After that you decided you rest on the private sunbed, reading a book with the occasional glance at Lewis playing fetch with Roscoe.

When evening came, the dog sitter came to collect Roscoe at the last minute after Lewis had decided you would spend the rest of the day in the Monte Carlo region on a whim. Luckily for you, you had grabbed his gifts and hidden them in your day bag. With his status and wealth, Lewis was somehow able to manoeuvre a last minute booking of the Venus Lover’s suite at the Fairmont Hotel and when you arrived at the suite, your belongings that you needed for the night were already there. You shared a shower together but then prepared for dinner separately and you were happy about that considering that you wanted the second part of your gift to be a complete surprise.

You embellished in a black backless maxi dress that hugged your figure and almost exposed the crack of your ass but somehow due to the bunched up fabric on your ass, it didn’t. Due to the high neckline of the dress, you barely accessorised sticking to large golden hoops and a bold statement bangle to match. With one last puff of your signature perfume - you were ready.

“Baby! Are you ready?” Lewis asked from the bathroom, where he had been getting ready.

“Yeah!” You excitedly exclaimed. You dug your first gift out of your bag and waited for him to approach you in the sitting area. He was fixing his cufflinks and had yet to lift his head and look up at you as he walked into the space. Finally, he looked up and the familiar look of adoration that always adorned his face when he looked at you drew on his features.

“Aren’t you the most beautiful woman to ever grace the earth.” He complimented as he walked towards you. With a roll of your eyes, you tried to hide your blush.

“Are you always this corny?” You enquired. “Or is it just something about this day that brings it out of you?”

“I like to think of myself as a poet.” He shrugged his shoulders confidently as you rolled your eyes yet again.

“I have something for you.” He looked down at your hands and saw the velvet box being trapped in the grip of your fingers. “As you know, this particular holiday hasn’t been the best for me for some years now to the point that I hated it.” You started and you could already feel your emotion climbing up your throat.

“But here you come, barging your way into my life and breaking through all of my walls and making me feel things that I haven't felt in a very long time.”

“Angel..” He said as he picked up on the quiver in your voice as you spoke but you shushed him.

“No. Let me say this now before I lose my nerve.” You mumbled.

“Okay.”

You took a deep breath before you continued with the small speech that you had planned out in your head. “Seeing so much of the effort you’ve put into making this day be worth it for me has shown me how you truly care for me. I feel so wanted, adored and most importantly, you make me feel so, so loved.” Your voice lost volume towards the end as you tried to control your emotions and stop yourself from ruining your makeup with your tears.

“I didn’t know what I could get a man who could have the world at his feet but I hope the fact that I put a lot of thought into this counts.” When you stopped talking and met his eyes, they were unshed tears lingering in his but the spark never dwindled. He took the box from your hands and opened it.

“Princess, this is … wow.”

“The necklace is encrusted with lab grown diamonds and the bracelet with a matching pinky ring are made from old gold jewellery I did not want anymore. Turns out that it’s cheaper to smelt old gold making it into something new than buying something else outright.”

“That was so thoughtful of you.” He softly murmured as he placed the gift down and took you into his arms, securing them around your waist. In your heels, you towered over him and a part of you secretly loved that in situations like this, you looked down at him but his eyes were so captivating, it was hard for you to shift your gaze anywhere else but his eyes.

“Thank you for the gift, I’m probably never going to take them off.” You giggled, fixing the lapels of his suit then shifting your ever moving fingers to his shirt. He had opted out of wearing a tie and let his chains hang low on his exposed chest.

“Good, so that everyone knows that you’re mine.” You spoke softly and inched down to peck his lips.

“Oh you’re claiming me now?” He smirked as his hands moved down to your ass, pulling you into him. You felt his hardening cock on your thigh and a part of you wanted to say fuck it to dinner plans and stay in the room but you had put too much effort into getting ready and there was no way you were going to let it go waste.

“You knew what the deal was.” You giggled before giving him one more kiss. “Now let’s get out of here before I change my mind on dinner.”

“Yes ma’am.”

Lewis decided to wear the pinky ring and bracelet despite the fact that it clashed with the silver jewellery he was already wearing. The table in the hotel restaurant was in the VIP section but it did not stop people from reaching for their phones to sneak a picture. It had been a while since Lewis had stepped out publicly with a woman but you had the discussion prior to this and you were prepared.

Dinner was still as intimate as it could be in the open space. You were sitting side by side instead of across from each other because you loved looking so closely into his eyes as you spoke. You loved the sound of his voice so close to your ears and with the way that you were feeling now, being right by his side was the better option.

“I had forgotten to mention that I wrote something on the inside of the ring and bracelet.” You said as you played with his fingers as you waited for dessert. Lewis’s eyebrows curiously quirked upward before he pulled his hand away to take the jewellery off. He was silent for a beat as his eyes squinted to look at the small engravings.

“Yours, YN and yours as you are mine.” He read out loud with a bright smile on his face and you could feel your cheeks rise as you grinned in response to his joy. He put the jewellery back on and leaned forward to capture your lips in a soft kiss. Your hand came to his cheek as you dove in, tasting the addicting sweetness of him - letting the sensations take over and slowly losing yourself. His moans were soft and barely audible but you cherished them all the same.

A clearing of the throat broke you from your love spell.

“Sorry.” You apologised as you cleaned Lewis’s lips of any reminiscent of your gloss.

“It’s not a problem, It is the day of love after all.” Your server replied with a cheery tone. You dropped your head onto Lewis’s shoulder as he announced Dessert. There was a range of sorbets and fruit before a specific plate of vanilla cheesecake was placed in front of you. At first you were confused but then you gasped as you registered the worlds that decorated the plate.

“When did you do this?” You asked Lewis as you looked at him.

“When you went to the bathroom.” He softly laughed. “I think now is an appropriate time to ask you officially.”

You didn’t hesitate to exclaim an enthusiastic yes before pecking his lips multiple times. It wasn’t a must that he asked you to be his girlfriend. The boundaries of your relationship had been established around Christmas but as your friends had always drilled into your head, nothing is ever truly official until clear titles are put in place, that way no one else can question it.

Lost within yourselves, the server quietly left the both of you. This man made your heart burst out of your chest with just how happy he made you and it was sickening because the lingering doubt threatened to ruin your joy.

What if it is all too good to be true?

You did not even want to think of a possibility that Lewis was faking any of this - call yourself delusional, crazy or whatever but you were going to stay in this moment with him and maybe come back to reality some time later.

Right now you were completely content with what you had.

“How do you feel about the coming season?” You asked him as the both of you fell back into your conversation. He had been sharing with you his anxieties about the new car for the upcoming Formula One season.

“You’d think with how long I’ve been doing this, I wouldn’t be getting nervous. But the last couple of years, I won’t lie to you and say that they didn’t fuck with my mind a little bit. There’s a certain confidence you tend to get with the experience I’ve got behind me but 2021 and 2022 really shook that up. It was like everything I had done up to that point didn’t really matter because the governing body could just say fuck that shit and create their own champion.”

His candidness left you awestruck. He had made the decision to stop talking about what happened in Abu Dhabi for his peace and well being but you could tell even with the work that he had put into moving on, what happened on that night and in the coming year affected him a lot. By then, you had been an avid supporter but that night really shifted you to become an even bigger supporter than you already were. The way that he had handled himself with such grace and humility for people who didn’t deserve it was commendable.

You caressed his hand that was on your lap. “I still think you should have lost your shit on them.” Your comment caused him to snort out a short laugh. “Like I know how it would have looked in front of cameras, but at least backstage. I was so angry for you! I still am by the way. You may have been able to move on but I hold a mean ass grudge.”

“Let’s hope you never bump into the FIA then.” He teased.

“I’m gonna be at every race that I can, they won’t hear the end of it if shit goes down like they did last time.”

“Oh yeah? What are you gonna do?” He raised his eyebrow, smirking softly - seeing you getting worked up amused him. To him, the situation was past him and hated looking back at it but it was always good to know that people close to him, especially you, were able to voice all the things he couldn’t say without it being a whole separate issue.

“I’m YN fucking LN, I’ll create Dante’s inferno on earth for everybody.”

“Okay YN fucking LN.” His soft laugh lightly shook your body. “Thank you for having my back.”

“Well, we’re a package deal now. You do the racing, I do the hating.”

The restaurant slowly began to empty but the night was still young and there was still so much energy to burn. The champagne the both of you had been sipping on was burning through your veins as you rushed back to your suite, excited to be getting back to privacy, away from prying eyes, ears and cameras.

Once you were back in your room, you threw your shoes off and opened the fridge to pull the bottle of wine out. You grabbed your phone and set your R&B playlist before pouring the alcohol into a glass.

“Baby do you want a glass?” You asked but didn’t get a response. “Lew?”

You straightened up and turned to face him but he was just staring right at you as he played with the black tie he had abandoned to wear for dinner.

“You okay?”

“Come ‘ere.” The sudden shift in his mood and tone almost startled you but not too much. The tension had been lurking all day like a bad habit. A lustful cloud followed you everywhere and it was finally going to pour. You walked to him and stopped right in front of him with your glass of wine still in your hand. He took the glass away from your hand, taking a sip from it before placing the glass down on the table.

You exhaled a small breath as he silently placed his hand on your neck and tipped your head to the side.

“What’s your safe word?” Lewis murmured into the side of your neck as he placed kisses on your skin.

“Cherry.” You whispered as your eyes fluttered shut as you enjoyed his lips travelling along your skin. His other hand came to your back and pulled on the strings of your dress. The material fell from your body and pooled at your feet. He dropped his hand from his neck as a harsh breath left him.

“You were naked beneath the dress the entire time?” He asked as his eyes hungrily drank in your body. You shifted on your feet beneath his heated gaze.

“Underwear would have ruined the outfit.” You justified it as his hands came to your body once again. His fingers traced from your collarbone to your heaving chest. He outlined your nipple before softly pinching it eliciting a soft moan from you.

“I haven’t been inside you all day.” His lips followed the trail of his fingers, kissing, sucking and nibbling on your flesh as you stood leaning into his touch. You could feel yourself throb with anticipation as he teased you. His words caused your body to ache as if signalling to you that you indeed missed the feel of him buried deep inside of you.

“Yes.” You gasped as he abruptly lifted you into his arms. You secured yourself tightly onto him, your heat pressed against his shirt.

“We’re about to change that.” You tugged on his locks, freeing them from the hair tie and running your fingers through them. He got to the bed and laid you down with him hovering above you. He devoured your mouth as his hands moved down your body, gripping you tightly. Teeth clashed with tongue as the kiss grew heavier. You moaned into his mouth as he pressed his clothed hard cock on you.

“I love the sounds you make for me. So sweet.” He groaned as he took your hands and placed them above your head. You lifted your hips, trying to create some friction on your clit. Your soft panting made Lewis press even harder into you. “You just can’t help yourself can you? Humping me so desperately because you want me to fuck you.”

“Please, please.” You whimpered which caused him to chuckle. He bruised your lips with a rough kiss once more before he flipped you onto your stomach and parted your legs. You wiggled your hips as you patiently waited for him - you knew that he loved taking his time with you. He caressed the back of your thighs, kneading your ass and parting your cheeks.

“The prettiest pussy.” He said as he laid in between your legs and softly bit onto your thigh.

“You’re gonna eat it baby?” You asked him as you leaned back, feeling his beard on the inner part of your thigh.

“Yes pretty girl, I’m gonna eat your pussy and you’re going to cum all over my face.” Air faltered out of your lungs as he dragged his tongue down your slit and pulled your clit into his mouth. His hands pulled your cheeks further apart as he feasted on your pussy.

The sloppy sounds of Lewis eating your pussy mingled with your unfiltered moans. He groaned into your cunt and smacked your ass as he flicked his tongue even harder against your clit.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned louder when he introduced his fingers into your cunt, immediately pressing down onto your g-spot. You grabbed onto the headboard and began grinding on his face faster and faster. His satisfied groans vibrated through your body as he worked your body with his mouth and fingers.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck! I’m gonna cum baby, I’m gonna fucking cum!” You gasped as you moved your hips until your body trembled with your first orgasm of the night. He licked your pussy until you were trying to throw your body away from him. He chuckled as he finally moved his lips away from your body and watched you collapse into the mattress.

“I hope you’re not tapping out just yet Princess. I’m just getting started.” He said as he stripped his clothes away from his body, leaving him bare between your legs. He flipped you onto your back and took your hands into his and from the side, he pulled the tie and bound your hands together and raised them above your head. Securing them on the headboard, he moved away from your body to search for condoms.

“Wait!” You yelled which halted his actions and he looked at you.

“What’s wrong Angel?” He asked you as he approached the bed and sunk beside you. As bound as you were, you leaned your body closer to his and held his eye contact.

“I want you to fuck me raw.” You told him.

“Baby …”

“Please? I’m clean and I’ve been on birth control for the past three months. I want to feel you come inside of me. I need it, please baby. Can you give that to me?”

“Fuuucckkk.” Lewis moaned as he grabbed your throat and shoved you into the bed as he situated himself in between your legs once more. Your eyes slightly rolled to the back of your head as he restricted your airwaves and rubbed the tip of his cock against your opening.

“Are you sure you want that with me? Because once I have you this way, there’s no going back. I’m going to want to fuck you just like this every time.” He warned as he coated himself in your slick. It was true what he was saying but you loved this man more than anything and this was going to be the next step. During a conversation, you had made it known that you loved the feel of your partner filling you up but it took an immense amount of trust for you to get to this point. With Lewis, you were there and you wanted him completely.

“I’m sure. I’m so fucking sure, I need you.” With that he pushed his cock inside of you, slowly until you were filled to the brim. With your air passage restricted and Lewis slow stroking you, your eyes rolled to the back of your head as the pleasure quickly intensified.

“Fucking hell Princess. You feel so fucking good like this.” He growled as he snapped his hips forwards. “You’re so fucking wet.”

You spread your legs even further for him to accommodate his body. Your mouth fell open as you looked in between your bodies where you connected and watched his dick move in and out of you, covered in your cream. His breath hitched in his throat as he disappeared in your folds. He was slowly losing his senses but he held onto his control as he guided himself deeper into you.

He was so thick and stretched you to your limits and you were taking it all. You wanted to touch him as your arms ached to reach out for him but the tie was digging into your wrists. He held onto your waist as he rocked himself into you, the weight of his body almost crushing you but it felt too good having him thrust in and out of you over and over again.

Your moans rang out until he shoved his fingers into your mouth, gagging you as he fucked you harder until you couldn’t breath. Your chest was burning but the pleasure was too much and all consuming. He pulled his fingers out of your mouth and wrapped them around your neck once more as he pounded your cunt . The sound of your thighs slapping against each other with your wild moans echoed in the room.

Lewis leaned down and sucked your bottom lip into his mouth, slowing his pace and caressing your arms to soothe them from the ache from being stretched out. You whimpered into his mouth as he felt deeper this way as he rolled his hips.

“I love the way you handle me.” He whispered. You nodded your head in a daze as you could feel yourself tightening up causing him to groan into your jawline. He nibbled on your soft skin, kissing the bruising from his suckling on your neck earlier. He put his hand underneath your back, pulling you tighter against him which changed the angling of his thrusts which caused a gasp to leave you as he pushed against your spot. The tip of his cock hammered at it until you were trembling beneath him.

“Oh fuck, fuck fuck fuck!” You cussed as your eyes closed and your mouth parted. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”

“Come for me right fucking now.” He hissed against your cheek as he kept up with his momentum. He watched as you writhed beneath him, letting yourself go and soaking his dick and his thighs with your cream. “You look so beautiful when you come Princess. Do it again.”

He quickly untied your wrists and you wrapped them around his neck. He smacked the right side of your ass as his thrusts became more desperate. He tightly gripped your hips as he became more erratic and you could feel him swell inside of you.

His moans were getting louder with each thrust.

“Please come inside of me Lew.” You whispered as you looked up at him. His hand came to the back of your throat and pulled you in for a rough kiss, his grunts echoing into your mouth as the both of you got closer to the edge.

“Say it again.”

“Come inside of me! Please baby, fill me up. Wanna feel you please!”

“Fuck!” Lewis exclaimed before he dropped his face into the crook of your neck. “I’m gonna fill you up Princess. Gonna fuck my cum deep inside this pretty pussy.” He murmured as he kissed your shoulder. His word threw you over the edge as you clenched around him tighter and came yet again. Your orgasm triggering his own as his muscles tightened beneath your fingertips as he came deep inside of you. He held onto you as he twitched until he stopped coming.

Your soft breaths and caresses brought him out of his daze. Lewis lifted his head and kissed along your jawline until he captured your lips into a soft and slow kiss. He cupped your cheek with one hand and held his body up with his other as he watched you.

“How are you feeling beautiful?” He asked.

“Full.” Your answer caused him to chuckle before he slowly pulled out of you. You whimpered at the loss of him inside of you and clenched your muscles to keep his essence from dripping out.

“Stay right here.” He smacked your ass causing you to giggle. He walked to the bathroom, staying in there for a while as you closed your eyes to take in the moment. The intensity was different this time around - the both of you had crossed a line that you personally could not come back from.

You were his girlfriend now and that brought on a wave load of emotions that you weren’t able to deal with right now. You were happy and that’s all that mattered.

The bed dipped and you felt a warm cloth touch your thighs. He wiped you down, showering your body with kisses as he did so and after he was done, he grabbed a bottle of water and a fruit platter from the room fridge. Getting into the blankets, he wrapped his arm around you and you laid your head on his chest.

“You feeling okay baby?” He asked as he fed you grapes along with sips of water. You nodded your head as you looked up at him and pecked his lips.

“Today was amazing, thank you so much baby.” He cuddled you closer to his body and pecked your lips again.

“You deserve the world Princess and for as long as you want me, I’ll give it to you.” He murmured.

“You’re so fucking corny.” You mumbled which caused him to chuckle.

“But you love it.” He replied as he began to tickle you. You squealed as you tried moving your body away from him but he dragged you closer, continuing to tickle you anywhere that he could.

“Okay okay! I love it! Damn!” You yelled which caused him to stop.

“I have one more present for you.” Lewis said as he got out of the bed with his boxers hanging low on his hips. You bit onto your bottom lip as you watched his hips sway as he walked. His back was slightly red from your nails marking his skin making his back even more attractive to you. He bent down into his suitcase and grabbed onto a black velvet box.

He came back and sat on the bed beside you and placed the box on your chest. You sat up and took the box into your hand.

“What is it?”

“Just open it.”

And when you did, your eyes were greeted with a necklace with his initials as the pendant. The letters were encrusted with white diamonds along with the chain.

“I had gotten this as a way to show you that I truly mean it when I say I’m committed to you. I don’t take this relationship lightly and sometimes when I say stuff, it’ll come out as corny but I mean it, it’s how I feel about you. There’s no hiding with you YN, I’m proud to be your boyfriend.”

“Fuck.” You sniffed as tears began to line your eyes yet again. You placed the box on the side as you grabbed his face and captured his lips. You moaned into his mouth as his tongue slipped into yours.

“I love you.” You whispered in between the kiss.

“I love you too. So, so much.” He replied as he pulled away from you and laid his forehead against yours. You hugged him before you pulled him down with you onto the bed. He shifted his body underneath the duvet and in between your legs.

“We go together, like real bad.” You grinned as he pressed his hardening cock against the inner part of your thigh. Your body was becoming hot all over again as you pushed his boxers away from his hips.

“I like the sound of that.” He replied as he held onto your chin as he kissed you once more …

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