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tlou-reid · 11 months ago

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Apple Spice Cake ❆ Aaron Hotchner

☃︎ SUMMARY: you and aaron attend the BAU christmas party and get some alone time after. part three of the baked goodies series.

☃︎WARNINGS: mainly smut MDNI, oral (fem receiving), fingering, piv, dirty talk, mentions of drinking, i think that's it lmk if i missed anything

☃︎NOTE: i was under the influence of prescription flu medicine the whole time i wrote this so if it is bad or there are mistakes i apologize. i also apologize for this being a week late, i was basically dead from the flu.

swiftmas materlist ❅ baked goodies ❅ cheese danishes

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“Under the mistletoe, watching the fire flow, and telling me, ‘I love you’. Just being in your arms takes me back to that little farm, where every wish comes true.”

“Are you sure?” You questioned, one last time, smoothing your hands over the red fabric that adorned your body. Aaron laughed from behind you, placing his hands on your hips. “Yes, my love, I am sure.”

You weren’t sure if it was the holiday air or if Aaron being off for a whole week was boosting his mood, but you were not complaining. He had been so kind, so loving, recently, and it was turning your heart into mush. He pressed a kiss to your cheek, checking you out in the mirror one last time, before disappearing to find Jack and make sure he was dressed and ready.

You made your way to the kitchen, going to put your finishing touches on the cake you had made to bring with you. You had also baked a few sugar cookies and a small tray of brownies to take to the party. Everything was laid out neatly, each decorated with a Christmas icing and sprinkles.

“Can I have one yet?” Jack groaned as he made his way into the kitchen. He looked absolutely adorable, dressed in an ugly Christmas sweater and with a red beanie on his head. “We both know the answer to that,” You laughed at him. You had spent the last 24 hours telling him he had to wait until you all arrived at Rossi’s house, but he could not take no for an answer.

Aaron joined you and Jack in the kitchen, each of you grabbed a dessert, and you made your way out the door. Jack was in charge of protecting the cookies and the brownies while Aaron drove, and you held onto the prized possession: the gorgeous apple spiced cake. The drive was filled with Christmas music playing on the radio and jokes being thrown around.

You couldn’t be happier with the way life turned out after your and Aaron’s conversation. It had been about a month, cases for Aaron had slowed down, and you and Jack were building a relationship. Aaron had told him you were his girlfriend and he was very accepting of it. You didn’t want to replace his mom, just be another woman he could turn to when he needed. Everything was going well.

The Christmas party will be your first time officially meeting Aaron’s team. He had talked about them a ton, telling you how they are his family, the way they were there for him when Haley passed, how they helped with Jack when he needed someone to, and the pivotal role they had when he returned from witness protection. You had a lot to live up to and you did not want to blow it.

So, safe to say, you were a bit nervous. You knew at the end of the day Aaron loved you and you knew nothing could change that, but you wanted a good first impression. Hence, the massive amount of desserts and the expensive red dress you adorned.

Aaron made his way to the passenger side of the car, grabbing the cake from you so you could step out of the car and not stumble in the boots you wore. You took the cake back from him, wanting to present it yourself. With desserts in hand, you three marched up to David Rossi’s door, allowing Aaron to knock. “You know you don’t have to knock,” An older man, whom you figured was Rossi, said as he opened the door. He had a glass of wine in his hand, with a towel thrown over his shoulder, and flour spots covering his black t-shirt. It was an oddly familiar sight.

Rossi held the door open as you all piled through. You stood confidently behind Aaron, looking around at his ginormous house. “Where can I sit this?” You asked, lifting the cake for emphasis. “Y/N!” Rossi cheered. “Hello, Mr. Rossi,” You blushed, withdrawing farther behind Aaron, not being comfortable with all of the attention. Leading you to the kitchen, Rossi uses his hand to brush you off, “Drop the Mr., too formal for me.” You giggled, “Yes, sir.”

“Y/N!” He scolded, clearing a spot on the counter for your cake, “Stop with the formalities,” You were laughing at him again. You carefully sat the cake down, not wanting to mess it up. Jack and Aaron followed you in, with a blonde lady trailing behind them. “Is she here?” You heard her question from behind Aaron, presuming she was talking about you. “She is,” Aaron laughed, “Don’t scare her away.”

Listening to Aaron laugh was something the team was still getting used to. It had become more frequent in the past month, but there were no complaints coming from them.

“She’s going to love me,” Penelope hushed Aaron, before turning to you. “Hi!” She practically squealed, immediately pulling you in for a hug. “I’m Penelope Garcia, residential tech nerd of the BAU.” She introduced when she pulled away, giving you a silly salute. “You’re scaring her,” Rossi piped in from where he was finishing the food prep. Everyone in the kitchen let out a laugh.

After a few more minutes of playful banter, Penelope was dragging you away, to Rossi’s large dining room. “Look who I found!” She was squealing again, pulling you by your hand to sit down next to her. You’re met with a few more faces, not knowing who was who. The only one you could place from Aaron’s rambling was Dr. Spencer Reid, the genius of the group. He was easily recognizable by his flowing hair, resembling a boyband member, just as Aaron had said.

“Hi, I’m Y/N,” You sheepishly introduce yourself, giving the table a small wave. Your head follows around the table as everyone introduces themselves. JJ, Will, Henry, Michael, Spencer, Luke, Emily, Matt, Kristy, and Krystall. After introductions, you all were sent into a fit of laughter as Jack rushes in to greet Henry. They take off quickly, going to get into something (that you know is definitely your brownies).

It doesn’t take long for Aaron and Rossi to join you at the table, allowing dinner to start. After introductions, the conversation flowed naturally. You passed around different pastas and sauces, which all tasted delicious, and sipped on expensive wines.

Aaron was quite tipsy, having not had alcohol in quite a bit. His hand was comfortably on your thigh as everyone relaxed before dessert. His body weight was leaning into you, but you were not complaining at all. You all sat there for a while, just chatting. It wasn’t until Jack reappeared at your side, whispering, “Can we have dessert now?” With a chuckle you rose from your chair to go cut the cake.

You loaded desserts up, moving them from the trays you’d brought them in to platters Rossi had left out for you. Jack helped you carry them in, with Henry following closely behind with a stack of small dessert plates and a cup of small forks. “Ooooooh!” Luke cooed as you arrived in the dining room. Everyone dipped into their favorites, earning you tons of praise.

“You’re pretty when you blush,” Aaron slurred in your ear as everyone ate. “Thank you,” You replied, sheepishly, not used to him complimenting you in public. “I’m gonna make you blush more later,” He lowered his voice, once again returning his hand to your thigh. He moved it higher up as he continued, “When it’s just you and me.”

“Just us?” You asked, knowing Jack was supposed to be going home with you. As much as you wanted to enjoy his drunken attempts at dirty talk, you were nervous about the people around and focusing on the technicalities. Aaron’s face was practically in your neck as he answered, “Mhm, Jack’s going to JJ’s. Just gonna be us tonight.” He pressed a kiss to your shoulder before he returned to an upright position.

“Everyone full?” Rossi asked after clearing the table of empty plates. Everyone let out an exaggerated sound of agreement, with Matt’s “Yes, Sir,” sticking out amongst the crowd. Rossi moved to light his fireplace, and then reached for a deck of cards.

That’s how the night ended, with different card games and bets made, lit up by Rossi’s fireplace. It was a nice time, and gave Aaron time to sober up quite a bit.

“Night, Hotch,” Emily called as you two walked out the door. You had been dismissed with hugs and promises of a girls night, so Aaron’s goodbyes paled in comparison. Aaron opened the passenger side door for you before claiming his spot in the driver’s seat. “You had a good night?” He asked as he buckled up and returned his hand to your thigh, for probably the thousandth time tonight. “I did, but you better get my brownie pan back from Dave. That’s my nice one,” You teased. Aaron smiled, “I will, I will.”

The drive was peaceful, with Christmas music filling the car and Aaron rubbing soft circles on your thigh. You couldn’t help but wonder if Aaron recalled the promise he’d made to you when he was much drunker than he is now. You could feel your panties getting wetter as you thought about it, his touch doing nothing but fueling the dirty thoughts in your brain.

“You need to run over and grab anything?” With your houses being so close, you didn’t have much stuff at Aaron’s house. You usually opted for his clothes anyways, so you gave him a nod, and marched into his home. Aaron followed closely, resting his hand on your hip as he reached from behind you to insert his key. You held the door for him as you walked in.

You had hardly gotten your shoes off before Aaron’s hands were back on your hips. He pulled you close, holding you up against his torso. “You looked so pretty,” He murmured, moving to press hard kisses into your neck, “In your dress.”

You turned yourself around so you could wrap your arms around his neck, and kiss him on his lips. “And you looked quite handsome,” You gushed, emphasizing the statement with a kiss to his cheek. It wasn’t very often that you were the one who got to love on Aaron, so you took your chances when he let you.

You stepped away, grabbing his hand and guiding him to the bedroom. You sat him down on the edge before moving to straddle him. You could feel his hardened cock against your wet core. His hands wrapped around your waist, once again pulling you close. Aaron kissed you with a fervor, showcasing all of the love he held for you. It was slow, your lips slotting together, his hands continually trying to pull you close. It was all he wanted. You. You. You.

“Come ‘ere,” He mumbled, switching you so that you were laying at the top of the bed. His hands moved to pull down your dress and he helped you lift your midsection so he could get it all the way off. That left you in the red bra and white panties you’d chosen. You weren’t planning on having a night like this, but you opted to keep the Christmas spirit as you’d gotten dressed.

Aaron’s eyes looked over you like you were a priceless piece at the museum. You could feel your cheeks heating up under his stare, knowing he had kept his promise from earlier. “Merry Christmas,” You whispered, wanting to break the ever growing tension in the room. “Merry Christmas, beautiful.” He whispered back as he moved to press kisses to your chest. He sucked and licked across your chest, stopping to toy with each of your nipples, before peppering kisses down your stomach. Aaron laid himself between your legs, then reached up to pull down your panties. He hesitated for just a second to make eye contact with you, waiting for a nod of permission.

After you granted it, his hands more quick to slide your underwear down your legs, discarding it somewhere in the room. Aaron’s large hands rubbed up each leg as his mouth made contact with your center. He laid his tongue flat, licking a broad stripe up you, collecting as much of your wetness as he could. “Always taste so good,” He pulled away for just a second to mumble. You weren’t sure if he was talking to you or himself.

His tongue moved skillfully, tracing through your folds and stopping to circle your clit. Your hands were latched in his hair, pulling him as close as possible. Aaron took this as further encouragement, moving his right hand from your thigh to your pussy, collecting your juices before pushing in just a single finger.

He pumped it in and out at a steady pace as he drew circles on your clit with his tongue. You could feel your body start to tighten, getting closer to your release. “Aaron!” You whined, tugging on his hair again, “Need more!” He complied, inserting another finger and increasing his speed of both his hand and his tongue. You yanked at his hair again, eliciting a groan from him. The vibration felt so good on your pussy, drawing you closer and closer to orgasm.

Aaron inserted one more finger, giving you a slight burn with the stretch of his wide digits. You came on his tongue and around his finger with a loud moan of his name. He didn’t stop, continuing to pump three fingers into you. His mouth pulled away, because he did not want to overstimulate you too much, and he wanted to see your pretty face as you came down from your high.

He was painfully hard, pushing his waist into the bed desperate for some kind of friction as he watched you. He didn’t pull away until you froze, letting out deep breaths from your orgasm. Aaron moved to lay next to you, pressing a kiss just above your ear. It was quiet for a few moments.

That was broken when Aaron slurred a, “Thank you,” against the top of your head. He sounded drunk again, only it wasn’t from alcohol, no, it was from tasting you on his tongue. “For what?” You replied, rolling over to lay on his chest. “Letting me taste you,” He answered. “You can do that whenever you want.”

Aaron rubbed along your naked body, stopping to finally remove the bra he had accidentally left you in. He was waiting for you to initiate the next round, knowing you wanted a moment to come down before he was bringing you to orgasm again. He knew you were ready when you began sucking harsh marks into his collar bones. It was an intentional placement, one that no one could see.

You slid your teeth across his bone, giving him a delicious burning feeling. He moaned at the pain. “Wanna ride you but you made my legs tired,” You pouted, jutting your bottom lip out to defend your point. He laughed, “You can always do that tomorrow.” Your pout was replaced with a smile as you nodded at him.

Aaron stood for just a moment to remove the clothes he had on. As he climbed back in the bed he guided you to lay on your back, before climbing on top. He didn’t make you do any work as he inserted himself into you.

“So wet,” He mumbled. “All for you,” You sweetly replied. His movements started off slow, allowing you to adjust to his thick dick. The burn from earlier was back as he stretched you again, but it hurt in all the right ways. “More,” You whined, again, needing to feel him deeper in you. Aaron sped up his thrusts, and buried his head in your shoulder. He focused on pressing kisses there so he wouldn’t finish so quickly.

He was so riled up. You had him half-hard before you’d even left the house, dressed up in your pretty dress and carrying sweet desserts you’d made for him and his team. All he could think about while he ate dinner was how he wanted to be devouring you instead.

“Fuck,” He moaned as he moved to hold himself up on his elbows. You weren’t sure what he was thinking about, but he was fucking you hard now. The bed shook as he drove himself into you, banging against the wall. “Looked so fucking pretty today,” He whined, drawing out the word ‘pretty’.

Aaron kept a steady rhythm, showering you in compliments and emphasizing each of them with a hard push of his cock. You were a mess of moans under him, puttering out whines of his name. His left hand slid down the expanse of your body to stop on your thigh, hiking it up to his hip. You could feel him so much deeper at this angle. “Gonna come on my cock now, honey?” He ushered, feeling your walls tighten around him.

All you could do was whine out a “mhm”, too preoccupied with the addicting feeling of him dragging his dick in and out of you to string together coherent sentences. He murmured encouragements in your ear, trying to get you there before he found his own release.

His wish was granted as you dug your nails into his back, holding on as you reached your orgasm. You whined his name and squeezed his dick in the perfect way, and he was finishing right after you. Aaron’s thrusts slowed down as he finished.

You held him tight to you, not letting him pull out. His body was basically limp, exhausted after the long day and his wonderful orgasm. You two laid there for a while, basking in each other’s presence and enjoying the afterglow. “You okay, baby?” You whispered in his ear. He just nodded against you, not having the energy to answer.

His dick had completely softened by the time he rolled off of you, allowing you to quickly hop in the shower. It was no surprise that he was asleep when you got out. You threw on one of his shirts before climbing in next to you.

You got comfortable, pulling the blanket up to your chin and wiggling next to Aaron. As if it was muscle memory, he wrapped his arm around you. “I love you.” You said, not expecting him to reply. To your surprise, he pressed a sloppy kiss to the back of your head, “I love you, too.”

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tojisxslvt · 10 months ago

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HI keep up the good work! I’m so proud of you I hope your doing great I had an idea I would LOVEEE to share I was wondering how the jjk characters would be like if the reader is like famous ( actor, singer, model etc) and if it the premier on the carpet how would they be like (also this is optional too but like the process of them getting ready YK) this is just an idea I had. I hope you have an amazing day and stay safe!❤️

Walk the run way

A/N This is going to be my best give or take of this idea but thank you so much for requesting this story-whoever you are! You guys never fail to keep me from writers block! Thank you as well and I will try to be safe, this actually hit me in a soft spot because I’m writing this in a hospital as we speak 😭 one thing I do wish, is that when people send me requests they also tell me the characters they’d like for me to put in the story! But I love to freestyle as well so I don’t mind! Thanks for requesting! And thanks for reading! ❤️

Summary: I will be doing a few characters, such as, Gojo, Geto, Toji, and I’ll end it with those three, I don’t want to be writing for DAYS but if you guys want other characters pov, don’t ever be afraid to hmu! 🩷

A/n Ended up writing for days I’m ready to get this out my draft

Warnings: cursing, smut and as I said wayyyy before Toji is a warning himself

Gojo

quickie in the limo

Getting ready for a premiere has never been an issue for me, doing my makeup, fixing my hair, finding an outfit; all seemed very Taboo to me. But Getting ready for a red carpet event? I couldn’t help but feel butterflies build up in my stomach.

I take stand to pull the black dress up on my body turning to watch how the dress perfectly captivates my curves.

Satoru walked into the room buttoning up his shirt as he watched me turn from left to right his shoulder pressed against the door frame. “Satoru..” I call walking over to him turning.

“Can you zip me up?” I ask and he smiles pulling me closer by my hips, Gojo was a model himself and you could obviously tell, the male was breathtakingly gorgeous.

He pauses before pointing to a hickey he made on the side of my neck “you aren’t gonna cover that?” He said gently causing my face to get hot immediately. “My hair is going to cover it, cmon Gojo Zip me up..” I say tapping my foot.

He simply chuckles pulling my zipper all the way up sliding his hands down my waist, “you look beautiful baby..” he compliments kissing my cheek before walking over to our walk in closet, “red bottoms?” He calls.

I smile putting on my necklace “yes please, wear your red bottoms too..” “I was planning on it,” he said coming out his fingers hooked on the back of my heals as he placed them in front of me.

“You look nervous..” he pointed out as he held my hand as support while I slip on my heals, “I’m very nervous..” I admit placing my hand over my chest, Gojo had been in the modeling industry for years, so this was all easy for him.

He stood straight after putting his shoes on flashing me his know it all smiles, “well, you have nothing to worry about, all of the attention will be on me anyways~” he said jokingly causing me to playfully push up against his chest “shut up..” I mutter as I grab my red fur coat placing it on my shoulders pushing my shades on my head.

Satoru then fixes his jacked black on the outside but on the inside a velvet red. “Ready?” He ask pushing his head on my waist as he pushed his shades up on the bridge of his nose “ready as I’ll ever be..” I call as we make our way out into the limousine.

Flash Flash Flash

The sounds and bright lights from the paparazzi that stood outside of the gate to our house made my mind foggy. While my boyfriend rushed me into the car, after he waved everyone off he sat next to me with a sigh.

“So intrusive. I can’t believe they found out where we stay..we mind as well start looking for new homes at this rate.” He turned his attention to me, my hands shaking from my nerves.

This would be my first red carpet event, what if I fell? What if I’d get to overwhelmed. Too many things were happening at once and it made my heart pound.

Gojo grabs my hand redirecting my attention, “don’t worry you’re going to do great..” yet when he saw my eyes water he sighed and curved his finger pushing his knuckle up under my eye to stop the tears from falling.

“What if I fall?” I say sniffling and that causes him to cackle wiping his own eye, “you are too damn funny,” “I’m glad I amuse you..” I say with a pout. “Aw baby..don’t pout..~” Satoru then pulled me ontop of him, this being easy for him to do so considering how strong he was.

I gasp at the sudden movement but once I gain my breath back I fix myself straddling his hips, “I think I know something that can calm your nerves hm?” He said softly leaning up pushing his lips against mine causing me to kick my heels off quickly, already knowing what was up.

Without wasting much time we were fighting each others tongue Satoru pinning my hands behind my back as he used his other hand to hold my head in place his eyes not leaving mine.

I push up against him my dress sliding up on my thighs as he lets my hands go, involuntarily sliding his warm hands up my thighs into my dress, “just tell me what you want..I’ll give it to you without a second thought..~” he said in a hushed tone his lips brushing against my neck as he let out a breath full of excitement.

Of course this was daily activities for me and Satoru, we fucked too many times to count just in one day, yet he knew dirty talk wasn’t something I enjoyed doing.

But Satoru didn’t care one bit, and he knew if I really wanted it, I’d speak up. I whine at his request scooting closer to him just to be met with his hard on that pocked at me through his pants. “C’mon princess..it’s simple..” he instructed his large hands squeezed at my ass causing me to bite hard on my lip so the drivers wouldn’t hear.

“You already know what I want..and I’m tired of waiting..” I say looking down at him with slutty eyes. He huffs out a sexy chuckle. “Close enough..” His long slender fingers pushed my soaked underwear to the side as I reach my hands down unbuckling his pants just for him to pull his own cock out rubbing from base to tip not breaking eye contact.

His precum already painting the base of his cock as it slowly dripped down.

I shiver at the sight wrapping my arms around his neck leaning my head against his shoulder. Satoru hums and without warning he thrusts up into me wrapping one of his arms around my waist causing me to scramble covering my mouth.

The way he opened me up without warning made me want to do nothing more than scream his name. He was so fucking deep. I lean my head against his as he uses his other hand to press on my lower back as he pounded up into me letting out soft breaths into my ear as he grunted with each breath taking thrust.

I swallow hard trying my hardest to not get any of my makeup or lipstick on him, I then slide my tongue from his neck to his ear moaning out softly “Go faster...~” I whispered, lifting my head up to push my cheek against his, smearing my lipstick on the side of his face.

I could never explain sex with Gojo but I could say this, he made me crave for more, he always changed any thought I had before to only focus on how good he made me feel now.

The way he pounded up into me made me completely forget that, just in under 20 minutes, there would be flashing lights and shouting fans. At this rate, I looked a mess, and so did he.

I flop down hard pulling back to admire my sexy boyfriend, Satoru looked at me as he held my hips, panting tiredly as I began to rock my hips back and forth with his dick still inside of me.

the size of his cock filled me up completely to the point where just sitting there rocking back and forth was enough for me, I throw my head back letting out a shiver and a shaky breath, "don't be selfish..~" he said in a sexually frustrated tone, wrapping his arms under my thighs lifting me up.

The action caused me to jolt forward my forehead pressing against his, Satoru then began to start thrusting at the same pace he was before not slowing down at all.

I curl my lips back to fight the moan he obviously deserves "I wanna feel good too.~" He said in a taunting tone letting out cum hungry grunts with each piercing thrust.

so much at once, that’s what I was feeling, my mind and body felt like they were going to melt into a puddle together, I was close, my limit was exceeded very quickly, "Satoru...~" I call in a warning tone and he pants out a chuckle, "me too..~" he said reassuringly and instantly after that he thrusted once more causing the both of us to Cum quickly.

Satoru's hand over my opened mouth muffling my moans as his head was leaned back on the headrest, his hand that covered my mouth shivering as he was panting. After a bit, I lift off of him, quickly coming down from my high, after catching my reflection in the window.

I was indeed a mess. “Fuck it..” said Gojo as he fixed himself, “let’s just go back home even if we miss it we’ll still be famous tomorrow, what do you say?” He said wiping the lipstick from the side of his face.

I sit back my body completely overstimulated, it was like Gojo to ditch something this important, I look at him unsure and he just smiles, "Babe, even if you miss this one you'll still be famous tomorrow.." he said with a shrug.

I huff shrugging as well “then I’m just as careless as you..” I add with a smile and he chuckles. Satoru tapped the sliding window that connected us to the driver, when it was pulled back he said, “something came up, you mind taking us back?” Causing the driver to chuckle shaking his head.

He pulled to the U-turn lane, taking us all the way back home. I’ll still be famous tomorrow.

Geto

Take it all off

Most of the songs I wrote were inspired by my boyfriend. Suguru had the purest heart, no one could take that away from him. He would listen to every song, and my first song that was about him that got famous, he replayed it everyday.

Soon my songs got more popular, people could relate feeling the love I felt for him and now I was going to my first walk on the red carpet.

Suguru couldn’t stop talking about it, I was relieved that he was just as proud as I was. I turn my attention to my boyfriend, as I wait for his opinion. “Hmm..” He hummed his finger rested on his lip, “I like the royal blue..” he said his eyes darting to the long royal blue dress I had been avoiding.

I shake my head and he chuckles, “why not? You don’t like my taste in clothing?” He asked slouching his legs of course being apart, he always sat like that, the posture was so, sexy to me.

“No it’s not that! I’m wearing heals that dress is long and you know how clumsy I am Su’..” he tilts his head “I think the dress looks good..it shows a good amount of thigh..” he says with a small smile.

I shake my head going over to him as I sat down on his lap causing him to wrap his arms around my waist sitting up laying his head on my back. “I give up..” I admit and he kisses my shoulder.

“If not the royal blue go for the hot pink dress you put on first, you look beautiful regardless baby.” He compliments planting a soft kiss on my ear causing me to shiver. “Thank you Su’..” I say standing and he stays seated.

“I’d really prefer if you stayed here..” I say looking down at my boyfriend sympathetically. I knew he was tired, now Geto had a wonderful singing voice and I even used him to help with some of my songs but he chose a different route and he works so hard wanting to become a doctor.

I hated that he worked himself, but when you live a lifestyle like that most of your life it becomes tiring but easy to bare with. Geto caught my eye still sitting back, “what are you talking about?” He asked fixing his position sitting up his arms rested on his spread knees.

I sigh turning to pull his head into my bare stomach, “you just got off from a shift..you work day in and day out..we’re going to be at the shoot for a while, I think you should rest and stay here..” I say while he kisses my stomach, before he shook his head back and forth nuzzling his face into my stomach.

“As long as I’m around you I’m in comfort..it’s true I had a hard week but I sincerely want to be there to support you baby..” he replied his hands wrapping around my thighs. I giggle, he was like a child at times and I loved when he was.

But there were most times where he could be so sexy.

I lean down and he swallows me in his arms before my lips could even touch his, pulling me back into his arms until I sat like a baby. “Suuu!” I call as he smothers me in kisses.

“Plus why would I ever miss this! My baby made it!” He said his forehead rested on mine as he chuckled. I smile pulling him closer our lips pressed together causing him to groan his large hand creeping up my bare stomach.

Suguru knew how to manipulate my body to wanting him to fuck me immediately. He knew how to caress and touch me, he had a caring heart and mind, but once he became lustful all of that left, and he treated me and my body Like a slut.

And I loved it.

I shiver under his touch sliding from his lap to the couch my legs wrapping around his hips, he smirked “right now?~” he asked sliding between my legs hovering over me, “calm my nerves..” I insist.

He let out a deep and soft chuckle before leaning down to my ear whispering, “only because you asked so nicely..~” he teased nibbling on my earlobe his hand sliding down my stomach to my already aching pussy.

I whine opening my legs for him as he kisses down my neck his two fingers rubbing my clit through the cloth, hearing my clit already make noise caused me to blush Turing my head.

Geto let’s out a breath he got so sexually possessive over my body, I could tell that, just using his fingers gave not only me but him, the upmost pleasure.

Suguru sits up spreading my legs with his other hand just to watch my panties get soaked while he creeped his index finger into the corner of my panties causing my hips to jerk he pushed his fingers against my twitching bud.

Leaning down to slide his tongue over my covered clit, his tongue sliding into my underwear from the corner moving my panties to the side with his tongue holding it out of the way with his index finger.

And then, his tongue made contact with my clit flicking it gently sparking electricity up my body. “Su! Don’t stop..~” I shiver out holding his head, my legs twitching. I look down at my boyfriend who looked up at me with low eyes pulling me forcefully by my hips burying his lips and nose into my pussy.

I squeal out as he moves his head, letting out soft groans as if I were the best thing he’s ever tasted.

He pulls back panting our eyes locked onto eachother I use my feet pulling at his sweat pants hearing him let out a soft chuckle pulling at the rope pulling both his pants and boxers down, his cock to spring out, causing him to sigh from the relief.

I sit up on my elbows whining getting antsy, Geto looked at me with soft eyes positioning himself between my thighs before he says “I’m sorry I kept you waiting baby..” before he instantly thrusted into me holding my leg up as he did so.

“Ngh! Su~” I moan out grabbing at the couch cushion, his dick instantly hit me in spots I couldn’t reach with a toy or with my fingers, he filled me up without a problem. I reach up for him and his harsh sexy Gaze softened as he leaned down to my touch, I wrap my arms around him as he lets my leg fall and in instinct they wrap around his hips.

He starts to thrust his breath hitting my ear as my walls closed around him. I burying my face into his neck giving him hickeys causing him to pick up the pace, his shirt lifting up with each thrust.

Suguru then starts to push into me harder causing me to throw my head back against the couch my eyes rolling back “fuck fuck fuck!~” I cry out clawing at his arms as he fucked me mercilessly.

I gasp once more before he kisses me sloppily capturing the breath I tried to let out, I whine in his mouth as our tongues move messily against eachother. He pulls back panting against my lips as he moved his hips perfectly into my spot receiving slutty moans and mind fucked words to pool out of my mouth.

“Please please! Deeper Su! De-ah!~” my mind faded and any thoughts left as he pounded harder and deeper into me causing me to squeal and clench tightly around him.

“Calm down my pretty baby..~ I’m sure you can take it..” he whispered his hips not slowing down a bit, I in fact could not take it.

I tap his chest repeatedly as my mouth hung open reaching my climax already my body shivering as I wrapped my arms and legs around him, “thaaat’s it pretty girl~ you don’t mind cumming again do you..?~” he cooed still thrusting nonstop into my contracting cunt.

I turn my head so he couldn’t see the lewd expression that was plastered on my face, but Suguru simply grabbed my chin and turned my head me being met with the same lewd expression, his long hair falling off of his shoulders slowly as he rolled his hips into me roughly. “Don’t hide from me..I wanna see that pretty face of yours each time you cum..is that okay? Can you do that for me baby? Just look at me..” he whispered pushing his thumb into my mouth.

Without second thought I wrap my lips around his thumb quickly to quiet myself feeling myself quickly come to my climax again, as Geto grit his teeth, I could tell he was close too.

I shiver as he pulls his finger out of my mouth holding me closer to his heaving chest, I moan loudly into his chest before I finally feel him twitch inside of me and let out his load into me hearing him let out a shaky sigh and a couple of curse words.

“Fuck baby..~” he whispered slowly pulling out of me watching it then pool out of me with a small smile as he brushed his thumb across my cheek whipping away the tear.

“Shit..” I pant out looking at my Apple Watch, “I have to shower..” I announced looking up at him, Causing us both to burst out into tired laughter.

“So what dress are you going to wear?” He asks lifting me off the couch making his way to the bathroom with me.

“I think I’ve decided to go with the Royal blue..” I whisper nuzzling into his chest, he then shoots me another satisfied smile as he closes the door to the bathroom.

I love making him happy.

Toji

Don’t entertain them.

Flash flash flash.

Every damn second of today I’ve had a camera flashing in my face, and of course Toji witnessed the uncomfortable look I had on my face, we left early because, Toji punched a male paparazzi in the face blacking his eye.

And of course the whole ride home he’s said “it’s not my fault, he was getting too close.” While staring out of the window not making eye contact, I’m guessing.

He was mad at me too.

Once we stepped into the house that’s when the silent game really started while I slammed my purse on the table walking to take this stupid dress off.

Being an actress in this time and day was hard, no one really accepted pure acting skills. It took me for what seemed like forever to gain the fame I have now, and the only thing in my mind was that everything that was starting to slowly go up, was quickly going down.

As if life had it’s own gravitational pull.

Toji puts his hands in his pocket resting his shoulder against the wall as he watched me try to take off the dress, my face red and flustered I was pissed.

“So you aren’t going to talk about what happened..” “I’m sure that’s all people are talking about.” I snap ripping the zipper off of the dress growling in annoyance.

Toji’s gaze hardened “maybe if you didn’t go dressed like that,” “I can go wherever I want dressed however I please.” I say getting out of the dress.

He follows me grabbing my wrist, I try to pull away but he flips me and slams my back against the wall, “then it will be more situations like this! That fucking perv was trying to take a picture under your dress.” He said my eyes not leaving him, as I stared in horror.

Toji looked down at me with a “I told you so” kind of look, and I hated when he looked at me like that, it made me feel so small.

Past tense

“I don’t know how supportive I am of this” he said his arms crossed watching me get ready, I look away from my mirror and eyeliner glaring at him, all week he’s been doing this shit. “Somethings wrong with your eyes.” He said, my glare reflecting from him.

“It isn’t..but why can’t you just support me..” I say looking back into the mirror. He sighs “that isn’t it..” he admits his head held down a bit before looking back up at me.

“Then..?” “I don’t support the creepy men you attract. The instagram comments say enough about that doesn’t it..?” He said causing me to look at him.

Lately I have been receiving both Great but mostly pervy comments and a lot of even creeper dms. I understood his concern. “But..” he starts “I support you, you’re doing something you love and I will never not support you or step in your way. But I will always be protective of you..” he said rubbing the back of his neck “I can’t help that..I refuse to let anything happen to you.” He said looking down at the ground chuckling a bit.

I smile looking at him, “I know..that’s why I’m never afraid Toji..I’m the same way with you,” “but you aren’t the same as me..” he said walking over to me rubbing my back as we both gazed in the mirror.

“I don’t just want to fight for you, I need you to know that I’ll kill for you too..that being said, I don’t support this dress, it’s too much skin and it’s calling for creeps to come..” he said, I tilt my head looking up at him, “but it’s okay mama..I trust and support you no matter what, you’ve got a personal body guard..” he whispered kissing me softly.

He always made my heart flutter.

Now.

I push past him, I hated knowing he was right even the slightest, sure call me immature but it felt like he was always right.

He grabs my wrist pulling back, “[Name] this shit is serious! Did you forget what I told you?” He said his cold gaze locked on me, “no, but this could ruin my reputation!” “Getting pictures leaked of your underwear could too..” he said his hands sliding up my bare arms.

“Please calm down, I’m sorry for ruining your day..I mean that..” he brushed my hair out my eyes with his bruised hand, kissing my forehead.

Of course I melted.

At that moment I didn’t care about my reputation, I ended up feeling bad for not seeing it in his point of view, I simply didn’t care to until now, “are you calm..?” He asks to which I nod grabbing his hand turning it over to inspect it. “Are you in any pain..?”

But he simply shrugs it off, “my adrenaline is still pumping I can’t..feel anything right now” I look up at him before walking past him, this whole day was a mess, my mind everywhere. As I wander over to kitchen.

Toji watches me, “[name]?” he calls walking up to me stopping me holding me from behind, his large figure pressed up against mine and instantly warmed me up, he calmed me down, but now that he did I couldn’t help the feeling of dread, “the last time you were this quiet you scared the shit out of me…” he says softly holding my waist.

“Can you do my a favor..” I ask turning to look up at him, his eyes softening, “of course mama..what is it?” He asked, “distract me..” I say softly causing the room to get quiet.

He walked so he was in front of me lifting my head with his palm on my cheek, “are you sure..?~” he said his gaze never leaving my eyes, I hum wrapping my arms around his neck, “please..” I beg before he instantly picks me up taking me to the room, the blanket falling.

It has actually been days since Toji touched me, or made love to me, or fuck the slut out of me..how ever you want to put it, it hasn’t happened in a while, me so focused on the shoot and him focused on the kids and work, we barely had time alone unless it was sleeping.

But now I was eager, I wanted this man to blow off whatever steam he had left and then some, Toji was the only one who could restrict my walking.

I groan needily as we make out, Toji placing me on the dresser after knocking everything off. He swirled his tongue around mine holding my head steady with his hand rested on my cheek.

I wrap my legs around him, unsnapping my bra quickly pushing myself up to feel how hard he was, his lips part of mine and start attacking at my neck with soft kisses and pecks, I focus my attention to his pants my fingers guiding over the obvious lump in his pants, I shivered at the thought that, he wanted me too..

I really wanted him in my mouth the need became so strong that my mouth started to water, “Toji..~” I breathed out not even realizing that his whole hand was between my thighs rubbing my pussy through the cloth, my panties getting drenched in the action.

I open my legs a bit biting hard on my lip as he stared down at me his scar on his lip turning up right as he smirked, his thumb pressed softly against my body that called for him.

Toji lifted my body pulling off my panties my ass smacking back down on the dresser, I shivered at the cold gaze he peered down at me with.

And without warning he pushed the tip of his thumb into me causing me to jump shivering out a moan, “deeper..~” grabbing his wrist forcing his thumb deeper into me, I sigh out staring into his eyes as I rode his thumb.

Toji bit on his lip sliding his tongue across my open lips, I whine wasting no time to suck on his tongue wishing it was something else, and he could tell the way I gazed up at him after pulling off his tongue.

But I could tell that set off something in him, he pull back his finger quickly leaving me before he picked me up setting me on his lap as he sat on the love seat, his hands tracing my thighs.

“Your mouths watering..isn’t it?~ you’re excited for something..”I look him in his eyes sliding from his lap to the floor. “So come on, I’ll give you what your body’s begging for..~” his taunts made me even more eager without a problem.

Finally I slide my hand up to his thighs whining “then why are these still on..” he chuckles before standing pulling down his sweats along with his boxers and just like that his cock sprung out the tip softly touching my nose.

“Why is your mouth still closed..?~” he cooed out causing my entire Body to heat up as I open my mouth pushing my tongue out looking up at him, but without warning Toji pushed his dick deep into my throat causing me to gag instantly.

He pulls back looking down at me with a grin before he bit his lip as I wrapped my lips around his cock bobbing my head not being able to take the slowness.

Toji lets out a soft groan his large veiny hands clamped tightly on my pony tail as he began to ease himself into my mouth before he breathed out “put your hands behind your back..” and in submission I did so.

“Keep them there..” he whispered his hands tangled in my hair as he thrusted into my throat not giving me a chance to catch my breath.

My eyes rolling back at the mere pleasure I felt knowing he was using me to make himself feel good could make me cum right here.

He lets out a hushed breath pulling his cock from the back of my throat my chest heaving as I let out a breath my hands falling to my sides.

He looks down at me with an enthralling expression “fuck you look like a mess right now..~” he said with a sly smirk, I swallow letting out a sigh of desire, “cmon pretty girl stand for me..” he asked and without thinking I stand up just for him to push me into the love seat my arms rested in the cushions my ass in the air.

He roughly slapped my ass pulling my hips over to him receiving a hushed moan from me, he teased my entrance before without warning pushing himself deeply into me.

I squeal covering my mouth with one hand but he grabbed my wrist and pulled my arm behind my back slamming into me my head falling Into the leather seat.

“Toji!~” I moan out as he pinned my arm behind my back his cock slamming in and out of me as he rolled his hips at a quick pace and I loved it.

“I told you not to go out looking like that..now you have to accept your punishment..~ stop squirming..” he held my hips still thrusting into me shifting his thrust to find and hit my spot, and of course he found it.

I whine my eyes rolling back at how good this whole situation felt, the sounds of our skin slamming against each other caused my face to get red God forbid anybody could hear us.

Suddenly he pulls out flipping me on my back before he spread my legs pushing himself back into me causing me to shiver out a pent up moan reaching out for him and he chuckles, his hips rolling as he leaned into my touch, sure I could take being fucked like a slut, but I felt so much better when it was passionate.

I wrap my arms and legs around him as he pounded into my clit causing my legs to shake uncontrollably the knot in my stomach bursting without warning, “fuck! I’m cumming!~” I moan out giving a late warning.

Toji continued to thrust leaning his forehead on mine to share one more sloppy kiss his hips picking up speed before I hear him groan out “shit..~” he lifted pulling out and instantly his cum painted my stomach as he bared a fang.

I shiver feeling his warm liquid hit my stomach, then we sat there panting.

“You learn your lesson..?” He said with a small smirk causing me to giggle. “Actually I dunno, can you run that by me again?~” I ask causing him to shake his head roughly pulling me over by my legs.

As long as he’s fucking me like that? I’ll never learn.

#jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen #anime #gojo satoru #gojo sensei #gojo smut #gojo x reader #gojo x y/n #jjk gojo #geto suguru #geto x reader #geto smut #jujutsu geto #toji x y/n #dilf toji #jujutsu toji #toji smut #toji fushiguro

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artist-in-training-wheels · 4 months ago

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Updated designs as of: 8/20/24

Remember when I said I was knee-deep into SAMS/LAES? Welp, I still am- so here's my (mental) designs of all the core characters (Not scaled for height)! Some notes/extra thoughts under the cut :D Added their pallets to make coloring easier!

Main 4:

Work:

I swapped Sun and Moon waist thingy; I just think they would do that since they're close. Their arm ribbons were also changed to purple to match!

Moon has a cape instead of a ruffle like Sun because... idk, I think he'd like it!

Earth and Lunar also have matching cuffs; theirs is pale/light cobalt blue.

Gave Earth's dress more Princess vibes; why? Idk, just felt like she would like it!

Sun's joints can be seen since he hasn't died and been "placed" in a new/updated body!

Casual:

Moon and Earth (kinda) have casual outfits, so I thought I'd make something for Sun and Lunar.

Sun HAS his matching friendship bracelet with Dazzle- I finally decided to draw it ^^

Sun's shirt says, "Here comes the Sun" I feel it would mostly be a gag gift, but he likes it!

I almost gave him a sweater (cause he gives me sweater vibes, tbh), but then I saw his Q&A video and went, "damn, never mind, I guess".

Lunar's hoodie was also a gag gift (cause its color scheme is similar to Gemini)- but he likes it too much, plus it's soft :D

Made Earth's sweater a bit darker, mainly cause she has a lot of light colors already (the pink comes from the sprinkle sweater!)

I also feel like the boys would take off their bells when they're not working.

It was asked how and... idk they made an interdimensional portal- I'm sure they found a way to take off the bells lmao

The other 4:

I hate how I did Ruin's rays and hat. But nothing was working for me, so... oh well...

I gave Jack the two tips for his hat because I think he'd like those- same with the arm sleeves!

Also- yes he has a friendship bracelet with Dazzle- he keeps it protected under his arm sleeve, it's identical to Sun's!

I really like how Solar came out. Specifically his boots and shirt design!

He gives me knee boot vibes, so I gave him shoes with a sun and a moon on the back (they lace up just didn't feel like adding those details)

I Like how Eclipse came out- Miiiight redesign him... depending on how the Eclipse and Puppet Show goes, but for now, I'm content :)

I never mentioned it, but I do imagine that Eclipse has a second set of arms. I would think Solar did, too, but those were taken away during his revival because of the "Eclipse sees other Eclipses as inferior" stuff!

The Evil 4:

I made Dark Sun look like Regular Sun... cause that's kinda his whole thing! But if I were to give him a different outfit- it would be Eclipse's!

Few changes to Nexus (I can't take him or his model serious tbh, I kept laughing XD), decided to give his hat a Wither shard at the tip because power (and possible corruption) go BRRRRR (Side Note: Made an AU on it :D)

I'm not sure how visible it is, but on his right cheek, you can see a virus of some kind—I really like that, so I put it on him because I really like the idea of him slowly being corrupted due to his insanity!

He has a darker shade of boots similar to Solar because... well, Solar :)

World President Earth (or WP Earth) has a lovely wine-red dress with her flag as a cape (the same flag seen in the thumbnail)!

The flag is held together by a smiley pin because why not =)

Evil Lunar (while tempting to go with Current Lunar design) has the design of the previous version because, well... that's the form he gained the power in (from my understanding)

The tip of his hat is a dying Star because that feels appropriate, in my opinion.

I MIGHT do Foxy, FC, Monty, and Puppet, but I'm not too sure, tbh, since my mental image isn't too far off from their models. Anyways, time to return to my little gremlin hole and watch the series :)

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miam0re · 1 year ago

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Currently obsessed with the thought of Dan Heng accidentally hearing you masturbate one night and now it’s plaguing him at every turn. Is his good hearing a blessing or a curse? aha

He can’t relax without remembering what you sounded like, he’ll be trying to update the archives or sleep but he’ll get so distracted by these thoughts. Maybe at first he would try to ignore it (he’s proud of his self control) but eventually his reasoning wears down to “might as well just take care of it so I can move on with my life” and now he’s jacking off daily to the thought of you 😊

Ahakskajskasjaksjak please- also i suck at titles so ehhhhhhh maybe i just...don't title this one 👀

Fem!reader, NSFW, masturbation, kinda pervy?does it count as pervy?

No because he's totally going to lock himself in his room (gonna double...triple check the locks in case March wants to do one of her surprise slumber parties) and shimmey his underwear down to his thighs. He's got his the edge of his shirt in between his teeth to muffle any sounds that he might make thinking about you.

Oh Lord...You. He already thought you were attractive, looking like a meal he'd beg to devour if you'd let him. Yes he'd daydream about you...all innocent thoughts. But that fateful night when he heard you gasp a little too loud behind your door? That faint sound of a buzzing vibrator along with your breathy moans, how was his imagination not supposed to go into the most sinful of places. He doesn't want to think of you but...

His fingertips ghost down his abs before wrapping around his throbbing, hard cock. Thinking of you, completely naked under the sheets with your fingers and a vibrator abusing your hole, it made him twitch and leak precum on his thumb. His hands move up and down, gripping the base and circling his wrist when he approaches the tip.

Maybe you'd know how to jack him off better. Maybe you'd smear his cum all over his red tip. Maybe you'd know when to speed up and when to slow down.

He's whining, shirt dampened with drool at the thought of it being your hands instead of his. Hands fapping with increasing pace and intensity till he's seeing stars.

Maybe he'd cum thicker loads if he could spurt them on your face, mouth hanging open to get a taste of him. But till then he'll have to be satisfied with the trail of white he gushed on his abs.

#mia.mail #mia.anon #mia.writes #mia.smut #dan heng smut #dan heng x reader #honkai star rail #star rail smut #honkai star rail smut #thank you for the ask and thirst material heuheuhe #mia.thirst

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equallyshaw · 4 months ago

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a night in paris | john marino

౨ৎ masterlist. ౨ৎ word count: 3.1k ౨ৎ warnings: none ? just some cigarette use. ౨ৎ this was started weeks ago in honor of his birthday and now...its a little gift after the news ౨ৎ started strong...then fizzled out lol ౨ৎ also, french is in italics

john had just arrived in the city of love, meeting up with nico, dawson, jack and alex for a little european excursion. the five of them all met up in the historic hotel's lobby before heading down to avenue de cameons for some croissants and expresso, before heading towards the eiffel tower. his jet lag began to set in as soon as they stepped foot down the street and towards carette which was about a 10 minute walk. nico was busy talking about the city of love and some places he thought they should visit since he'd been coming here since he was a child. john took in the sights and sounds, the expanse of the block, and the sheer chaos that ensued around the hockey players. after a quick stroll, the group quickly took the two open tables next to each other in front of the cafe. nico had explained that since it was only 7 in the morning, it was free for fall.

nicolette was not enjoying the city of love at this current moment. she had just gotten off from her shift at a 24 hour cafe and was in line for a croissant at carette, and thought she was going to lose her mind as somebody dumped their expresso on her. her and the perpetrators eyes went towards her white button up shirt and then met eachothers gaze.

"im so sorry madam!" they apologize quickly and she put her hand up, "maybe you should be paying attention to your surroundings you fucking phony!" she screamed, as a cafe worker handed her napkins. which were no use at all.

the cafe went silent as they all looked towards the young woman who had insulted the middle-aged man, and quietly snickered. nico looked back as soon as he heard the french insult and made a shocked face before laughing. "whats so funny?" jack questioned as he looked between the young woman and nico. "she just insulted the man." nico smirked before sipping on some of his drink, "it doesn't really translate well. it just means 'phony' which in the french language, is just an insult." he explained and the guys nodded. the woman was still rambling in french before she handed the napkin back to the worker, and turned on her heel. her brown locks swaying as she walked out of the cafe with the middle aged man still apologizing. she rolled her eyes as she ignored him and hoped he would catch her drift. she pulled her vintage black sunglasses down from her head and looked both ways before crossing the street. before she was out of their view, she flipped off the man. jack being the little kid that he is, immediately giggled which in turn made the group laugh.

nicolette scurried back to her apartment two blocks over, as quickly as her ballet flats could take her. she was still quite upset that her white shirt was ruined, one she'd recently gotten in milan for a quick holiday. a deep sigh of relief came from the petite brunette as she spotted the familiar red doors of her apartment building, and picked up her speed. she wanted to get out of these clothes and into some pajamas. her roommate and best friend camille was up on the couch with a cigarette freshly lit, who smiled widely once nicolette stepped inside. her smile faded once she saw the state of her shirt and frowned, "don't tell me that's -" and nicolette cut her off, "yes yes." she snipped pulling it off to reveal a bralette underneath and threw it in the garbage. nicolette held out her hand for the cigarette for the brunette to take, and camille quickly gave her it, "i thought you gave it up," she paused, "6 months ago?" camille teased as she watched her friend's eyes close and a sigh of relief pool from her body.

"to hell with resolutions." she shrugged and handed the cigarette back.

nicolette plopped herself down on the green velvet couch, looking at the current state of the apartment. her anxiety rose with how cluttered it was and groaned loudly as she heard the tea kettle scream. camille rushed over to pour it in the french press, for their morning coffee. "how about we go out tonight?" camille asked from the kitchen and to which, nicolette rubbed her hands down her face. "it'll be funnnn!" camille said angelically from the kitchen before leaning on the missing door - frame, taking in her friends distressed state. "how about no?" nicolette snipped turning on her side.

"tony invited us out... yknow how big of a crush he has on you!" camille teased walking back to the french press. nicolette rolled her eyes, if she never had to see him again - her world would be alright. but no, he found her everytime they went out and she was honestly quite sick and tired of it. "i'd call it stalking." nicolette murmured as she stood, and headed into the kitchen for a cup of coffee.

john and the rest of the group went to the eiffel tower after croissants and coffee and then headed towards a market that held produce, small gifts, and many, many delicacies for them to try. nico being quite the man, translated and spoke for the group in french. the boys gave him the most teasing as they strolled down the market street, before feeling the real effects of jet lag. "how about we go back to the hotel, nap, food, nap, dinner then drinks?" alex offered and the group all agreed.

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nicolette and camille stood outside the club around 12, smoking a cigarette as they tried to catch their breaths. that evening in the club was hot and claustrophobic nicolette thought. "oh oh oh." camille said hitting her friend in the chest and her hand quickly went to go soothe the sting, "christ cami." she murmured as she followed camille's eyesight. "americans." camille grinned with delight in her eyes and that made her friend giggle. "i don't think they're all american." nicolette said pointing out the fluent french also being spoken and she thought her friend just about fell in love right there. the group of 5 men were currently trying to get into the club and was having little success, and now one of them was trying to tell them they should try another place.

"how about we pull them in, and say their our friends?" camille questioned turning back to her friend with puppy eyes. nicolette shook her head with a small giggle. "nicole! come on!" camielle begged and nicolette rolled her eyes at the nickname she didn't care for. camille did not wait for answer before stalking over there and began to speak to the bouncer. her expressions and hand movements were theatrical and nicolette gave her friend a pointed look, when camille pointed back toward her. nicolette felt many pairs of eyes on her, as she still leaned against the wall. she dropped the last bit of cigarette before stepping on it and crossing her arms. camille smiled and kissed the bouncer's cheek before telling the group to follow her. "do i even want to know?" nicolette murmured to the girl and camille could only respond with a giggle.

the guys all followed camille, and eyed the two as they spoke in hushed french. "im camille!" camille beamed, eyeing each of them and they all nodded. "nicolette." the other girl hummed more softly, and the guys nodded as well. the guys all introduced themselves and then nicolettes eyes landed on the very friend that just a few minutes ago was trying to get them to go someplace else before camille swooped in. she took in his curly hair that was just about to cover his eyebrows. then she moved on to the tall, strong build of the mysterious person. before landing on the two dark, shimmering orbs, like melted caramel - that were his eyes.

"john."

his voice matched his eyes, warm, inviting, and smooth.

"well boys, come follow us!" camille announced confidently as four of them followed her back through the club doors. while leaving john and nicolette behind, briefly. she smiled softly before taking the door from the one named 'jack', and held it for john who slipped in behind.

the club was hot, steamy and had a rhythmic pulse to it. french club music was playing out from every corner as they all made their way back to the table they had been at before. as soon as her and john made it to the table, all the guys began scoping out the place as a waiter came to take their order. "chartreuse, please." nicolette ordered and then he was off.

"so where are you all from? i hear different accents." camille questioned loudly over the music. one was from switzerland - who was currently ogling camille, who lets be real; was ogling him right back. three were from the states, including the one with chocolate eyes. and another was from canada. "ah! i have family who live there , i think-think, newfoundland area?" nicolette said with a slight glint of curiousty. dawson's eyes skyrocketed and the two quickly began a conversation. they had realized their families had a mutual friend in common and laughed over it being a small world.

"i haven't been since i was a young girl, about 5. but i do remember -oh whats it called- a beavers tail?" she questioned unsurely, and dawson laughed. "yes! beaver tails are so good! do you remember the poutine?" he questioned and she shook her head for a brief second before nodding, "oh ofcourse! gravy and cheese- so good!" she smiled widely before turning towards the waiter who was setting down the drinks. dawson entered the conversation with the other guys while john looked around and simply, people watched.

"so." nicolette said leaning in towards the boy, and he quickly looked towards her. "when did you all get in?" she questioned, sipping her drink that was sweet, tangy, and a bit spicy. "this morning actually." he said sipping his. "who got you guys to go out with jet lag?" she teased and john pointed towards the swiss who was currently talking with camille. "cheeky man he is." she grinned bringing the quartz glass to her rosy lips. nicolette looked around briefly before making eye contact with the one person, she did not want to see. tony.

she felt her blood run dry as he made his way over towards the group, with nicolette looking back at camille in a panic - who didn't notice because she was currently locking lips with the swiss man.

"fuck." nicolette mumbled before setting down her drink and dragging the closest one to her - onto the dance floor.

nicolette pulled him into the middle and rather closely, beginning to sway to the beat; while nonchalantly checking for tony. nicolettes heartbeat felt like it was going to beat out of her chest, as they danced. john's hands fell to her upper hips, trying to keep them at a respectful spot. the two danced for what felt like an eternity, finding each other's eyes in the middle half.

the smell of sweat and peony filled johns nose, as she pressed herself into him as the two continued to dance. butterflies ever-present, as the two continued to dance. nicolette found herself softly smiling as her back was facing him. she turned towards him now while her hands found his neck, and again made eye contact. "do you wanna take a breather?" she questioned loudly, and he nodded quickly. she took ahold of his hand and pulled him through the crowd to the back door where she had been previously with camille.

cool air hit the two as they stepped outside, now finally able to catch their breaths. nicolette wiped some sweat off of her forehead with her shirt, as she leaned against the wall. she felt herself itching to have a cigarette but decided against it. john let out a sigh of breath, before turning to look at the girl. her soft blue eyes were shut as her head tilted up towards the night sky. her leg tapped as her thoughts swirled, trying to calm them. "you good?" he questioned softly, knowing something was eating at her.

her eyes opened in a flash, before looking away. she swallowed harshly, hating how her skin still burned.

"i take it there was somebody walking up that you didn't want to talk to?" he said with slight hesitation and she nodded. "yeah and won't take the hint i don't like him like that nor really as a person." she giggled nervously. john understood and nodded, before looking out towards the busy streets. "wanna get out of here?" he questioned and her eye met his before she nodded.

the two headed out towards the small square while making small talk.

her eyes found the custard cart, le maison glacee.

"ice cream?" she questioned with a twinge of giddiness and john nodded, allowing her to take the lead. the two walked in silence before nicolette took over and ordered vanilla for her, and then turned towards john who answered with chocolate. the way the words effortlessly rolled off her tongue, created even more butterflies for john. she thanked the cartman as the two grabbed their bowls of french custard, and headed towards a small table nearby. "do you guys even sleep?" he teased as the two sat down and she shrugged with a slight grin. without a second to pass, their heads whipped towards a loud noise - a box falling - and then two voices began to scream. nicolette giggled mischievously as the two screamed at each other.

and then john realized.

"it was you!" he said with realization and nicolette gave him a slight head tilt of confusion as he chuckled. "you were the one who screamed at that man this morning." and nicolette felt her cheeks turn rose before giving him a cheeky grin. "it was me unfortunately." she hummed, taking a big spoon of icecream. johns eyebrows furrowed before she began to speak again, "that shirt was from milan recently, thrifted it from a boutique there and on top of that, my shift was shit and that was the last thing i needed." she groaned throwing one leg over the other as she leaned back.

"how come?" he questioned softly, eating a bit more. she sighed, "shitty boss and shitty customers." she shrugged looking off towards the distance. john watched as her eyes moved with the movement, as couples danced to the street singer who was serenading the square before they found his. "i work at a cafe not far from here and it wasn't a good night shift that's all. but it'll due for now." she shrugged as she looked back towards the dancers.

she absolutely adored dancing, whichever the kind, and found herself now swaying to the song.

"what do you want to do?" he questioned as she smiled softly, "i'd love to be a journalist. not much pay or glitz and glamour but i love writing, and id love for it to be my career." she said finishing up the bowl. john looked down at his, before looking back up. "have you gone to school for it? or do you not need it over here?" he asked and she nodded. "yeah, i finished a year ago at de paris with honors, but haven't found anything that would be good." she explained wiping her lips with her napkin. "have you always wanted to be a journalist?" he questioned. "since i was a little girl i loved to write, when i received my first journal when i was about 6, it was technically a drawing book but i just began to write. mostly nonsense but as i got older, it continued. once i got to highschool, it really took off. i joined the school newspaper and started writing once a week for the local newspaper back home before transitioning to the paper at universite." she explained with a wide smile, "being able to bring important heartfelt, and deep stories to light is my passion." nicolette finished. "what do you do?" she questioned giving him her full attention.

"im a professional hockey player, all of us are." he explained, " but i just got traded to a different team though. i played with them the past few years. besides lukey, who's only been here a year." he added. nicolette nodded softly, and then the two began to talk about anything and everything for the next hour, when john interrupted the conversation, "let's go dance." john said abruptly before standing up. he took the empty bowls of icecream and then her hand, before pulling her towards the singer. the singer was performing a slow french jazz, and john instantly pulled her in closer to his chest.

her heartbeat could be heard in her ears, as it felt like it was going to beat out of her chest. her body became warm and filled with butterflies. his chocolate eyes had pulled her in, and swooned her. yet, they were soft and inviting and safe.

his mouth opened softly, as if he was going to speak; with her butterflies swarming at the thought of hearing his voice. his eyes searched hers as the world and the music slowed around them. a soft hand came up to cup her cheek, ever so delicately. his thumb softly tracing her cheekbone before pulling her in for a deep kiss. her lips immediately returned the favor, before they pulled apart after a few seconds. her ever-pale cheeks turned rosy as the two foreheads rested against one another. a small smile formed on her lips, while a toothy smile appeared on his; the same feeling running through both of their bodies.

she was quite the enigma, john knew almost immediately after speaking to her. so down to earth, quiet, gentle, and inviting. she made you want to open up about everything and share the most wildest dreams and goals. he could see why she and camille had been thick as thieves since they were 6 years old, after meeting in ballet class. she was quite rare in a fast-paced world, and he adored that about her. it made him want to keep her in his life, somehow some way. even as friends.

her head found his chest, as the two continued to sway to the music. smiles covering their faces as the night went on. the city of love pulling them towards one another, giving the two a beautiful night to remember. and possibly, many more.

SO not the greatest, but am very rusty and really wanted to get something up! hope you enjoyed (:

if you did, please like and repost!

xx Anna

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hyperfix-wip · 3 months ago

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Webbed Together

Pairing: Hobie Brown x Fem!Reader/ Spider-Punk x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1.4k

Author's Note: Credit goes to @the-kr8tor for their original characters Ramona and Billie as well as their recurring character Ned. I'd also like to credit ❄️ anon from @the-kr8tor 's blog for their idea of Pom-Pom the rabbit!

Tags: Parent Trap!AU, Dad!Hobie AU, Twin!AU, Billie and Ramona!AU, Older!Hobie, Mom!Reader, Older!Reader

Chapter 2: Billie

The moment Billie steps foot into the bustling Camp Feast in her father’s lucky red vest, she knows she’s right at home.

Dark eager eyes roam around the campgrounds, lighting up at the sight of kids around her age running around with their own luggage and instruments. The clashing of different sounds send shivers down her spine while her lips curl up into a cat-like grin. With her fingers fidgeting with the Union Jack patch on the vest, itching to take out and play her violin, Billie sets her small leather case down on the hood of the car, the metal edges of the case clanking against the metal, before her thumbs unlatch the bronze hinges on the sides.

“Oi, Billie!”

A deep British timbre of a voice breaks Billie out of her reverie as her uncle Ned pops his head out from the side of the open trunk, his pierced eyebrow raised in feigned annoyance while he lugs out a large suitcase. “Be careful, yeah? This car’s a rental, damn it.”

Billie rolls her eyes in amusement as she innocently grins back at him. “Oh c’mon, Uncle Ned,” she chirps with her own British accent breaking through the background noise as she pulls her violin out of the case, “you’re not the one paying for it. Dad said to relax and let him take care of–”

“Silly Billie, I love you, but I refuse to take what your dad says at face value,” Ned snorts while he sets Billie’s suitcase down on the ground before slamming the trunk shut. “Besides I’m the one who handles the expenses for the band, not your dad, so I do haveto worry.”

Billie’s bottom lip juts out into a small pout, making Ned snort before walking over to her and ruffling her hair. “Oh c’mon, put that away. You’re a big girl now, yeah? You’re already ten—“

“Eleven!” Billie huffs out with an annoyed glare, “I just turned eleven, Uncle Ned—“

“Yes, yes, you’re eleven,” Ned snickers again with a teasing glint in his eye, ruffling her wild curls some more. “You’re already growing up so fast, you little beanstalk.”

Billie huffs out again as she swats Ned’s hand away, but he only laughs it off before pulling her into a hug.

“You really are growing up so fast, mac…”

Billie’s face drops as Ned’s voice trails off into a sentimental hush before she wraps her arms around his waist with a soft sniffle.

“…I’ll make sure to write,” Billie mumbles into Ned’s shirt, earning another quiet snort from Ned.

“Hm, that’d be nice,” he replies with a teasing huff. “You already have the address for the airbnb?”

“Yeah.”

“And your stamps?”

“Yeah.”

“And your notebook and envelopes?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“And your pencils and rubbers—“

“Uncle Ned.”

Ned chuckles again as Billie looks up at him with a deadpan before rocking her back and forth in his arms. “Alright, alright. When your camp thing is over, either your Aunt Yuri or Uncle James’ll pick you up, okay? Your dad and I’ll hafta deal with the venue before our concert in New York at the end of the summer.”

Billie nods along as she looks up at Ned with a broad smile. “And I’ll be backstage this time, right?”

“Of course, little beanstalk,” Ned ruffles her hair one more time before gently pulling away. “Now go on, get your stuff put away before I change my mind and drag you back into the car.”

Billie’s eyes widen at his faux-threat before quickly grabbing her open violin case, eliciting a squawk from Ned as the metal edges nearly scratch the rental car, and her suitcase before she runs off towards the crowd of kids and counselors. “Bye, Uncle Ned!”

“You damn brat!” Ned huffs out while he watches Billie stumble and waddle away with her luggage.�� Despite the annoyed rumble in his voice and the narrowing of his eyes, a tender smile curls up on his lips as she slowly disappears into the crowd before he reluctantly walks around and heads back into the car.

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A loud grunt forces its way out of Billie’s mouth as she tosses her suitcase on top of her assigned bunk, her violin on top of her pillow. She puffs a breath to blow a loose curl out of her face before it flutters back down, resulting in her face scrunching up and her pushing her curls away with an annoyed pout. Her eyes warily glance down at her suitcase, with its latches barely clutching each other and holding in the contents bulging within. With her head turned away and with only one eye cracked open, her thumbs inch closer to the bottoms of the silver clasps in slight apprehension. As soon as her thumbs gently push the latches up, her suitcase instantly erupts into an explosion of clothes and trinkets flying around her.

“Oh bloody hell!”

Billie groans at the mess before she kneels down to grab her things, oblivious to the sound of door hinges squeaking behind her as she tosses her belongings on her bunk. Crawling on the hardwood floor with her hair fluttering down over her scrunched up face, she continues to mutter more expletives under her breath before a pair of off-white sneakers peek through her curtain of curls and enter her line of vision. Her head snaps up as she pushes her hair out of her face again, revealing a bespectacled girl with confused amusement behind her thick frames.

“Uh…is this yours?”

The girl holds out an old stuffed white rabbit to Billie. The plush animal has a pink stitched nose on its protruding muzzle, as well as a missing button eye and mismatched patches scattered across its body. Billie’s eyes light up before she grabs the toy from the girl.

“Pom-Pom!”

Billie hugs the stuffed bunny against her chest before she looks up at her newly-decided friend. “Thanks by the way,” she laughs before pushing herself up from the floor, her height almost towering over the short girl by a few inches as she holds her hand out with a cat-like grin. “Billie Jean Brown, nice ta meetcha. But you can call me Billie.”

The girl lets out a small laugh of her own as she pushes her glasses up before grabbing Billie’s hand with a shake. “I’m Annie.”

Billie’s smile grows even more as Annie puts her duffle bag and a small skinny case down on the bed next to Billie’s bunk. Annie then flops down onto the mattress with an ‘oof’ before she unzips her duffle bag.

“So you’re, like, from England, right?” Annie casually asks while carefully pulling out some pictures and other trinkets. “Do you live next to the Royal Family or have you seen them? Do you guys really drink a lot of tea and have those fancy tea parties over there?”

A snort slips through Billie’s nostrils before she barks out a hearty laugh, flopping down on her own bedding as she hugs Pom-Pom against her chest. She pushes her curls out of her face again, revealing small glints of silver lining along her ears.“I mean, yeah, I live in London, but not near Buckingham Palace. More up north if anything, further into Camden.”

Billie then leans back and gestures to her outfit with a flick of her wrists- her dad’s red leather vest, lined with silver studs and countless colorful pins, over an old punk band shirt tailored to her size, denim jeans with handmade patches over her knees, and scuffed converses. “And do I really look like I go to fancy tea times?”

Annie rolls her eyes with a cheeky smile before she props her hands behind her, the metal springs in her bed quietly groaning under the weight. “But you do drinktea?”

“...yeah.”

A snicker slips through Annie’s lips before she pushes herself off her bed and holds her hand out to Billie. “Well either way, you’re definitely not in London anymore, but I’m pretty sure you’ll like it here.”

A mischievous smirk curls up on Billie’s lips before she grabs Annie’s hand, setting her Pom-Pom down on her bed before following Annie out of the cabin.

“By the way, Annie, you know how to play poker?”

Annie laughs a little more as she shakes her head, and Billie lets out a feigned disappointed sigh.

“What a shame,” Billie shrugs before her smirk curls up more. “Off topic, but how much money did you bring for this trip?”

The cabin door then slams shut while Billie continues to lure her new friend-turned- potential victim into a sense of security.

#dad!hobie #parent trap au #hobie x y/n #hobie x reader #atsv hobie #hobie brown #hobie brown x reader #hobie brown x you #the kr8tor

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baby-alien11 · 5 months ago

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Monaco Grand Prix (Y/N Ulrich Universe)

A/N: I've been working on this chapter for like more than two months, and I'm so excited to finally share it with all of you, ngl this might be as long as the race, so get comfortable, grab a snack and a drink and enjoy

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Two moths after the nepo babies interview, and a lot of calls with Max and Kelly (and sometimes Penelope) to coordinate the trip, the time to fly to Monaco for the Grand Prix had arrived

At first, the plan was take a flight to Monaco and stay in one of the hotels, but during one of the calls Max and Kelly mentioned that the country was a chaos during that week, so you and Jack will be travelling in Max's private plane and staying in their penthouse during the whole trip, which your parents also agreed because they prefered to both of you stay with people you knew instead of being alone in a hotel of a country across the sea

Thankfully, both of your schedules were clean for that week and the next, so the days before the travel consisted on checking passports, packing the suitcases, watching the Imola race, and since Max and Kelly mentioned that they organized a dinner/party for your birthday, both of you also packed nicer clothes

When the day to travel arrived, you got dressed in a black romper, your 1989 cardigan and your white Nike Air Force 1, while Jack got dressed in a light pink short-sleeved t-shirt, black cargo shorts, black sneakers and one of the Red Bull hats that Max gifted

Knowing the approximate time when the plane would land, both of you along with your families waited in the LA private hangar

"Okay guys, let's go by the rules again", Skeet said standing in front of all of you, "Always send us a text saying where you are or where you are going, stay close with Max and Kelly, you are going to a foreign country across the sea so also stay close to each other, we already have the middle hours for the calls, and the most important thing, please, ask Logan Sargeant for an autograph, please"

"And also have fun", Anna added, "Understood?"

"Yes", you and Jack nodded

"Dude, I feel that if dad could, he would had his own F1 team just to have Logan as a driver", Jakob commented

"Because it's true, or a NASCAR seat", Naiia responded, "But if they didn't let Andretti enter, dad is more far"

"Maybe he'll invest in a team", Jack suggested

"Like Alpine", you added, "But speaking seriously, someone needs to take Pierre and Esteban out of that team asap"

Being notified that the plane was about to land, some personal took your suitcase and Jack's suitcase, and grabbing your travel bags, the box that contained a gift for Penelope and baby dragon Jake, they took all of you to the hangar to get on the plane

Stopping a few metters in front of the red and black jet, all of you got out of the van along with your things

"I swear if that door opens and I hear the dutch national anthem I'll cry and kill myself", Jakob declared

"And I'm the dramatic", you snorted, "I'm not bringing you anything from Monaco"

"Don't worry, my man Jack has me covered", Jakob shrudded, "Right, Jack?"

"Well see", Jack joked

A few minutes later, the door of the airplane openned and Max stepped out from it, to greet you and Jack and introducing himself with the rest, before standing with the older adults to talk while the stewards took the suitcases to the plane

"First of all, I have to thank you for letting them go to Monaco", Max said to the adults, "I know it's a big trip and specially with people they only knew once and talked on the phone"

"Well, it's not the first trip they go on their own, but the first outside of America, so we're happy that they know some people", Skeet said

"Also, here's my phone number, along with my girlfriend's, and also my performance coach, and our emails, in case of an emergency", Max added giving a paper with the information to Anna so both parents could have it, "And there's also the dinner after the race, which is more like a private party with the drivers, reserve drivers and our couples"

"As long as they're safe and have fun, everything will be alright", Anna assured

Saying goodbye to everyone the three of you entered the plane, greeting the other drivers in there and sitting in the avaliable seats; once the plane took off and the turbulance ended, a steward gave you and Jack flutes with champagne

"First of all, happy birthday Y/N, even if it was two weeks ago, and Jack it's so great to see you in person, well both of you and not only on a screen", Max said sitting in front of both of you

"It was your birthday?", Charles asked at what you nodded, "Congratulations, when it's yours?"

"November 16", Jack answered

"Just in time for Las Vegas", Carlos mentioned, "You're coming to that race, right?"

"Dude, chill out, it's their first Grand Prix", Max laughed, "And I'm going to guess not the first race in general?"

"I've been going to NASCAR races since I was a kid because of my grandpa and uncle, so no", you responded

"And I started going since we started dating", Jack added

"What about hot laps?", Charles asked

"I hate them, they're the worst, I preffer to be the first victim in a slasher", you declared, "There's this tradition with my siblings and grandpa and uncle of doing them at fifteen and eighteen, I did one with my grandpa when I was fifteen, and it was nice, kinda relaxed, and then when I turned eighteen, I did it with my uncle and it was like hell, Jack here got the same treatment"

"It was while we were on the actors strike, and I mean, I was in a movie where I was in a car almost all the time, so there wasn't a lot of difference", Jack said, "But it still was a different sensation"

"I have a question", Daniel raised his hand, "The hot laps were before or after the messages?"

That comment was enough to make everyone of you laugh for a few minutes, until it died with everyone still smilling

"It was after", you responded, "And it became the joke of the family"

"Dude, how did she tell you about the messages?", Carlos asked, "I forgot to ask that when we met"

"We were like in the stage of flirting and we had like four dates at that moment, and during one weekend during filming, she invited me to watch a race, I think it was Silverstone", Jack explained turning to look at you for confirmation at what you nodded

"That's the race I won", Carlos exclaimed

"Amazing race, that's how I started to like Formula 1", Jack continued, "And we were watching it, I mentioned that Lando was a good driver, and she mentioned the texts"

"What was your reaction when you saw them?", Charles questioned

"I laughed for like five minutes, maybe more, then I read them again and died of cringe"

"Don't worry, we all did when we saw them", Daniel said, "At this point we all read the messages, but Lando doesn't know that we know, and I was his teammate during 2022 and I didn't knew until now"

"I think he didn't tell anyone, no one of us knew anything", Charles exclaimed, "Probably Max Fewtrell was the only one who knew"

"It's going to be a fun weekend", Max laughed

"Smells like money and luxury", was the first thing you said stepping out the plane once it arrived in Monaco

"And no taxes", Jack added, "Like the perfect place to live"

"Absolutely", you nodded

After talking during most part of the flight and then eating (which included Charles ice cream), the other part of the flight consisted on everyone sleeping, waking up minutes before landing in the private hangar, where a few vans were waiting for the arrival

Once everyone was on their designated vans, they started their way to their different paths; during the whole trip, you and Jack stared at the window watching the city, and the sunset that was happening due to the hour, also sending messages to let know your families you've arrived with some photos and videos, without posting anything on social media to don't ruin the surprise

Arriving at the apartment complex, the three of you got out of the vehicule along with the chauffer who helped with the baggage, and once you had everything, the three of you entered the building with Max leading the way and entering the elevator that stopped in the last floor in a fancy and homey penthouse

"Girls, we're home", Max exclaimed entering with both you following behind

"Maxie!", a little girl voice, Penelope, exclaimed running towards Max, "I missed you"

"Hi P", Max smiled at the little girl hugging her, "I missed you too"

"Hello", Kelly greeted hugging Max for a few seconds before separating to see both of you, "I can't believe you're already here"

For the next minutes, the only thing that was heard was small talking between the six of you followed by a small tour for the apartment

"And this is your room", Kelly said opening a door revealing a kinda big and cozy room, "The door next to the wardrobe is the bathroom, our room is at the end of the hallway, and P's in front of yours, we hope that you like it"

"It's perfect, thank you", Jack said

"Also thank you for letting us stay here", you added entering the room

"Well, we weren't going to let you on your own in a whole different country", Max mentioned, "Specially in race weekend"

"And feel free to ask if you need anything, we want you to be the most comfortable in your time here", Kelly said, "Make yourself comfortables, we'll be in the kitchen prepearing dinner"

Nodding, both of you put the travel bags and baby dragon Jake on the bed and the suitcases on the floor to unpack some things, also taking off your shoes and cardigan, and Jack also his shoes and hat

"I can't believe we are in Monaco", you smiled putting your jacket for the race and the dress for the dinner after on the closet, "It feels surreal, you know?"

"Yeah, like seeing it in movies, series, or the races, and now we are here", Jack nodded, "And also we're going to the race"

"And we are friends with the drivers, I can't believe this is our life"

"Me neither, but I'm glad we can do it together"

"Me too"

The next minutes consisted on organizing your stuff, such as some clothes and shoes on the wardrobe and purses on the small table, along with things on the bathroom including your whole Dyson Airwrap, being joined by Jimmy and Sassy at some point noticing them when seeing them laying on the bed

Once everything was in order, each of you took one of the cats in arms and walk towards the kitchen where the couple was preparing the dinner while Penelope was sitting in the living room with a coloring book

"You found Jimmy and Sassy", Max mentioned seeing how both of you left the cats in their tower

"Yeah, they entered while we were organizing our things", Jack nodded, "Do you need help with anything?"

"We're good at the moment, but thank you", Max responded

"Why don't you go with P while we finish?", Kelly suggested, "We'll let you know when dinner is ready"

Accepting the suggestion, both of you walked to the living room where the little girl was sitting in front of the center table with her coloring book and supplies

"Hi P, do you mind if we sit with you?", you asked her, at what she nodded, causing that both of you to take a seat at her sides, "What are you coloring?"

"A unicorn", Penelope answered passing you and Jack sheets with printed draws so both of you can draw with her, "I really love them, they are cute"

"And also magical", Jack mentioned grabbing a color pencil to start coloring the butterfly in front of him

"Have you seen one?", Penelope asked with impression

"Not yet, but I sometimes travel to another planet where there a lot of fantastic animals and amazing places", Jack said reffering to Pandora, "Do you want to see some pictures?"

With the little girl nodding, Jack got his phone out to show her some photos he had of concept arts and stills of the movies, while you watched with a smile without stopping to color the printed teddy bear that she gave you

"It's beautiful", Penelope gasped seeing the pictures before turning to look at you, "Have you been there?"

"I have", you nodded, "It's a magical place"

"What is your favorite animal in there?", that question was aimed for the both of you

"Well, I personally love the ikrans, which are this beautiful flying creatures that have different colors", you explained to her

"Mines are the tulkuns, they are like the whales cousins that swam in the Pandora reefs", Jack then explained

"How can we go there?"

"Unfortunately Pandora is a planet way away from us, but there's a small part on this planet", you said reffering to the themed park in Florida

"Kids, dinner's ready", Max exclaimed, "Go wash your hands"

While Penelope went running to the bathroom, both of you followed her not before sending him dirty looks

"P, have you seen Ice Age?", you asked her

After a nice and homemade dinner, the tiredness after a long trip made his consequences because after saying goodnight and changing into pajamas, both of you fell asleep hard, even turning off the alarm when it sounded in the morning, but the peace didn't last long because soon enough, Penelope entered the room to get on the bed and start jumping

"Wake up, wake up, breakfast is ready", the little girl exclaimed jumping a bit more before stopping and getting down to leave

"So that's how Jakob and Naiia felt when I used to do the same", you sighed, "Good morning babe"

"Good morning gorgeous, did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, I have a bit of jetlag, but I'll be good when I drink coffee", you yawned rubbing your eye your one hand while the other was still holding baby dragon Jake, "What about you?"

"Same as you, might need a Red Bull as well"

"My love, we're going to drink that the whole weekend"

Finally getting out of bed and doing the usual morning routines, both of you walked in direction of the kitchen, stopping abruptly when you saw who was sitting next to Penelope

"Fuck me gently with a chainsaw", you murmured being careful that Penelope didn't heard the bad word

Hearing your voice, the person turn around to see you and Jack standing next to each other a few metters behind

"Nope, I'm not doing this", Lando said taking the plate with food and standing up from the counter to walk to the door

"Dude, that's not your plate", Max exclaimed

"I'll return it later", Lando exclaimed back before closing the door

"That was awkward", Kelly commented, "Anyways, breakfast is ready, come on"

Aproaching the kitchen and saying good morning both of you grabbed from the breakfast made and sit on the counter to eat with them

After finishing breakfast, Max had to go to a Red Bull meeting regarding the race weekend, which left the four of you in the penthouse, and since Penelope decided that you and Jack will be her favorite people during the weekend, she decided to play 'beauty salon' with both of you, which ended with Jack with colorful hairclips on his curly hair and you with colored hair extensions with bows in all your head, P also decided to color on your tattoo with washable markers since she said it looked sad, so now it was pink and glittery purple

So after she finished with the hairstyles, you were doing a hairstyle in her, while the three of you were watching 'Barbie and the 12 Dancing Princesses', and Kelly was in the office attending a job call

When the movie was at the climax, and P's princess hairstyle was done, the front door opened revealing Lando again who first went to the kitchen to leave the plate he took earlier, and then to the living room with two boxes in his arms

"I just want to say sorry for those messages two years ago, I still feel embarrased about them, and I'm sorry if you felt uncomfortable with them", Lando started to talk

"More like cringe", you interrupted

"Yeah, also that", Lando sighed giving you and Jack the boxes with the Quadrant logo, "Again, I'm really sorry, you are a wonderful girl, I'm happy that both of you are together, anyways, here is Quadrant and McLaren merch for both of you, bye"

Finishing that phrase, he left the penthouse without saying another word

"What was that?", Penelope asked

"I don't know, sweetpea", you responded

"It was weirder than the messages", Jack commented at what you nodded

During the days previous to the race, which were media, practices and qualifying, Kelly and Penelope took the both of you to different places of Monaco, such as museums, shopping in different stores (at Cartier, you and Jack got matching Trinity Bracelets in red string), eating at different coffee shops and restaurants, walk along the iconic streets and gardens, and even the beach

The morning of the race, it was a bit of a rush inside the penthouse while was getting ready, specially because Max had to be there at a certain hour, and by that, it meant all of you had to go at that hour

The outfit you chose for the race was a white top, a black skort, black Prada boots, along with a vintage Red Bull jacket, light blue sunglasses, your new Chanel flap bag, with your typical accesories like your ear piercings, your initial necklace, a few friendship bracelets, your Van Cleef and Arpels green bracelet, your new Trinity Bracelet, your Apple Watch and your Ghostface and Baby Vamp rings, while your hair was in a nice and soft hairstyle and your make up in a soft pink in the eyes and gloss

While Jack decided to use a sleeveless dark blue shirt, dark jeans and white sneakers, along with a white letterman jacket, his initial necklace and Trinity Bracelet along with black sunglasses

"Let's do a last recap to make sure that we have everything", you said sitting in the bed and opening your bag, "Phone chargers and portable batteries, tissues, my lip gloss and your chapstick, our wallets, sunscreen, hand sanitizer, face masks, mint bubblegum, and a pen and a sharpie"

"And the passes", Jack added having them in his hands, "We're ready, and I still can't believe we are going to a Grand Prix"

"Me neither, I feel like I'm going to trully believe it when we see the liveries"

Leaving the room, not before taking a few mirror selfies, both of you walked to the living room to meet with Max, Kelly and Penelope and finally leave towards the paddock, not before taking a few group photos

Going to the parking lot of the building, there was a van for the five of you with a few people of Red Bull in there, to take you to the harbor where a boat was waiting to take you to the paddock, while someone from the socials team was filming

"This is the reunion of the Nepo Babies interview", the media person said, "Max, Kelly, how it's been to have Y/N and Jack in your house?"

"They're so lovely, it's been amazing to be able to know them better", Kelly responded

"That's why we love you, Kells", you said to her

"They're annoying, can't wait to have them out of the house", Max joked

"We're not that bad", Jack argued

"Yeah, at least we don't stay all night playing games", you added, "And P, loves us, right sweetpea?"

"Is like having older brothers", Penelope said, "I like them very much"

"Sweetpea, returning after the race, I'll make you cookies that will last until your birthday"

After a few more minutes of driving across the streets of Monaco, the van stopped at the harbor where a Red Bull boat was waiting, and after managing to get into it without problems, another ride started, but this time across the Monaco sea to arrive at the paddock, which wasn't too crowded yet fortunately, making it easier to walk around, and wanting to let you have your moment to appreciate everything, Max, Kelly and Penelope walked a few metters ahead to you

"This still feels surreal", you murmured soaking in the arounds of people from all the teams arranging everything

"NASCAR is one thing, but this is like another world", Jack mentioned

"Nice mullet, kid", Vatteri Bottas suddenly passed next to both of you in his bike, refering to Jack's hair

"Thank you", Jack exclaimed in response, "Valtteri Bottas liked my mullet, I'm not going to have another hairstyle again"

Continue to walk, both of you took photos and videos of the environment and selfies walking aroung the paddock, without losing view of your friends, until you reached the Red Bull Energy Station where members of the team were there before the race, going directly to the buffet to grab a light breakfast

"I just remembered the DTS chapter about the budget", you said, "They were right, the cattering is really good"

"I still can't believe you watch the show", Max sighed

"Listen, it has funny moments", you defended it, "We know they kinda manipulate things, but it has meme worthy moments"

"Like what?", Max asked

"Will Buxton comments, the team principals meeting, Alpine-gate, and a lot more", Jack enlisted, "Just to say a few"

Just after finishing breakfast, the social media aproached asking to do content for social media, at what the three of you went to the top of the Energy Station where it was still empty before the rest of the guests arrived, and you inmediatly got emotional when you saw who was already in there

"Hey man", Max greeted Checo with a man hug

"Hey, how's it going?", Checo greeted back noticing both of you behind Max, "These are the kids you told me about?"

"Yeah, this is Y/N and Jack, she was my interview partner for the nepo babies thing"

"Oh yeah, I remember, nice to meet you guys, Max talks about you all the time", Checo nodded shaking both of your hands, "How are you? Are you enjoying Monaco?"

"Yeah, it's really nice in here", Jack nodded, "It's better than seeing it on television, movies and all that"

"And Kelly and Penelope have been taking us on a tour around during these days", you added, "Also I wanted to tell you that you are my favorite driver, your victory in Sakhir 2020 is one of the best races I've ever seen"

"Thank you so much, I really apreciate it", Checo nodded, "And it's great to have both of you with us today, and this will be out next week, but I feel like you deserve to be two of the first to know that I re-signed for two more years"

"That's amazing", you exclaimed

"Congratulations", Jack also exclaimed

The conversation between the four of you lasted a bit more during which the media took a small video, before taking photos

On the McLaren hospitality, Lando was dealing with Oscar, Max F and Lily laughing at him becuase he told them what happened a few days ago

"I just can't believe she and her boyfriend are here", Lando exclaimed, "I knew about the nepo babies thing, I saw the interview, but I didn't expect to see them in Max and Kelly's home, I apologized to her, I gave them McLaren and Quadrant merch, but I still feel embarrased"

"Yeah, the messages were awful", Oscar nodded, "The smirking face at the end was the worst"

"I told him that the emoji was a bad idea", Max F pointed

"Don't remind me", Lando sighed, "Wait a second, how do you know I put a smirking face emoji?"

"We all know about the messages, and how she left you on read", Lily said surprising Lando

"Yeah, between Suzuka and Shangai, Max, Lance, Carlos and Mick were sending the screenshot to all of us", Oscar explained, "Well, of course not you"

"This is even worse", Lando almost cried

"Well, I think you are about to cry more", Max F laughed, "Look at the entrance"

With curiosity, the three looked at the entrance of the hospitality where you, Jack and Penelope were there, but you weren't wearing your jacket because of the weather and Jack was without his jacket

"Uncle Lando", Penelope exclaimed running towards him

"Hi P", Lando exclaimed hugging her, "What are you doing here?"

"I wanted to see you, and show them the place", Penelope explained before separating to go greet the others

"I hope we aren't intruding", you said, "P wanted to give us a tour around, and Kelly gave us permition, so here we are"

"It's okay, both of you are welcome to McLaren", Oscar assured

Greeting everyone, both of you sat in the lounge next to each other with Jack's arm behind your back, while Lando went with Penelope for something to drink

"I love your top, is so beautiful", you said to Lily, "It highlights your hair"

"Thank you", Lily smiled, "I like your glasses"

"Thanks, you want to try them?", you responded taking off your glasses and extending them to her

Feeling a bit shy to tell no, Lily took the sunglasses to put them on, at what Oscar took a photo of her

"They really protect from the sun?", Max F asked

"Yeah, after I bought them, I took them to my oculist and she aproved them, they have UV protection", you explained as Lily returned the glasses to you

Almost inmediatly, Penelope returned drinking a Capri-Sun to sit next to you while Lando started to pass packages of the juice because Penelope insisted on bring it to everyone

"P said you liked the orange flavor, so I hope this is okay", Lando said giving you and Jack the juices

"It's okay, thank you", Jack nodded, "By the way, congratulations on your first win"

"Thanks, did you watched the race?", Lando questioned sitting again

"Yeah, we basically saw the sprint and the qualy in LA, and then we saw the race in New York because we had the MET on monday, and I still don't know how they didn't kick us out of the hotel", Jack explained laughing, "Great day for being a McLaren fan"

"I can confirm that he was almost bouncing on the walls", you added, "And as half british, I was so happy to hear the anthem on the podium again"

"We have the trophy here, do you want to see it?", Lando questioned

"Of course", Jack exclaimed

Leaving the juices on the center table, both of them stood up to go were the trophy was placed, which ended up in a lot of photos taken with the trophy, until the three of you had to return to Red Bull

"Well, guys, it was nice meeting and talking but we need to go", you sighed taking P in your arms, while Jack got your purse, "Our presence is required at Red Bull, good luck at the race and I'll guess we'll see at the dinner-party after the race"

"Yeah, we'll be there", Lily nodded

"Perfect, good luck at the race, get in the points, a podium or two, be safe", you said while Jack opened the door

"Let's go McLaren", Jack exclaimed with your bag in his shoulder

"Bye", Penelope also exclaimed waving her hand

Once the door was closed and the three of you were out of view, Lando sighed in relief

"I thought he was going to kill me with his bare hands", Lando said which caused the rest to hold their laughs

"Or her", Oscar joked, "She carried P like she was a feather"

Back to the three of you, you were walking to the Red Bull garage since Max and Kelly gave you a time to return to be in time for the race and evade the chaos that was forming in the paddock

Arriving at the garage, you saw Kelly standing in the entrace at what you put P on the floor so she could go with her mom, but she decided to took yours and Jack's hands, at what Kelly decided to took a photo of the cute moment

"How was the tour?", Kelly asked once the three of you were walking inside the garage

"We went to visit uncle Lando", Penelope exclaimed without releasing your hands

"Really? How it was?", Kelly questioned focusing on you two

"It was good", Jack nodded, "They let us take photos with the Miami trophy"

"And they gave us Capri-Suns to drink", you added, "It was nice"

"Uncle Lando said that if I wear orange he was going to give me a new doll", Penelope mentioned, "But I only support dad and Maxie's teams"

"Good girl", Kelly smiled

"Besides Y/N and Jack gave me a new and beautiful doll", Penelope added refering to the American Girl doll that both of you decided to gift her, along with three changes of clothes, "Which I really, really, really love"

"And we love that you love her", you smiled, "We picked her specially for you"

Continuing with the walk to the garage where the cars where waiting to race across the streets of Monaco, ended up marveled by seeing them in person at what Kelly took Penelope's hand so you two could look at the cars better, while people from media were filming the moment

"They look even better in person", you murmured being careful to don't touch anything

"A sticker with our faces would make it better", Jack joked making you laugh

"The best part is that you can get on them", Max intervined with Checo by his side

"No way!", you exclaimed, "For real?"

"Yeah, they gave us permition, and we have three hours until the race, so it wasn't a problem", Checo explained

Before getting on the liveries, a small photoshoot was held next to the cars and in front of the garage, at what you and Jack got your jackets on again for the photos

Once the photos were done, the next thing was hoping into the liveries for a few photos, at what you decided to take off your boots leaving you in Strawberry Shortcake socks because you didn't wanted to accidentally break something

As you were getting into Checo's car with the help of a small ladder and his help, Jack was doing the same but in Max's car on the other side of the garage

"This is incredible", Jack exclaimed while the steering wheel was put in it's place

"This is a lot different than a NASCAR car, fancier", you pointed grabbing the steering wheel

"Gorgeous, let's do a little race", Jack exclaimed

"Let's do it", you exclaimed back, "Can someone please put tyres, please?"

Staying in the cars for a bit more, the media team took photos and videos of the moment until both of you had to get out to keep the cars safe for the race (even if the places for the race weren't the best, but anything can happen in Monaco)

"How did it felt?", Max asked once both of you were out

"Amazing, although is so small inside", Jack responded, "Doesn't feels a bit claustrophobic during races?"

"I mean, at first it is, when you start karting but as you climb categories, you get used to it", Checo explained, "And you are too focused on the race to think about the space"

"It felt a lot different to a NASCAR car", you commented, "Because in NASCAR you are completely seated, but in this you are almost lay down"

After talking for a bit more, they had to go to start preparing for the race, at what the two of you along with Kelly and Penelope went to the hospitality on the third floor to wait until the protocols and race starts, watching the F2 race and drinking Red Bull and eating some snacks

When it was time for the protocols, the four of you went down to the track for the anthem, staying at the back with the rest of the guests, and being joined by some of the wags whom were quick to introduce themselves, and you were happy to finally meet Kika in person after following each other on Instagram for a while

Finishing the anthem ceremony, the start grid became busier with all the people in there, at what the four of you returned to the Red Bull garage and to the hospitality floor to watch the race from the balcony with view to the starting grid and the race start, while Kelly and P stayend inside

"Bad Bunny was right when he said that F1 cars are faster in person", you mentioned as they sped up to start the race

"Also very loud", Jack mentioned, "Even with the heaphones, wait a second, I think something happened"

"One of the Ferrari's is out, I think is Carlos", you frowned seeing the screen in front anouncing a red flag, and then focus on Checo's car wrecked along with the two Haas, "Holy shit!"

"That looks horrible", Jack gasped

Entering the hospitality to watch what happened, everyone was shocked as well for the magnitude of the crash, so focusing again in the screens they showed Checo getting out of the car unharmed as well as the other two drivers, which ended up in a red flag and a delay of forty minutes

"The car wasn't a car anymore", you sighed sitting in the table, "It was crushed"

"They are repeating what happened", Jack pointed at the screens

Seeing the different angles of the crash was worse than seeing the wrecked car, and adding the incident between the two Alpines was more shocking for all the things that happened in the first lap

"That was wild", Jack concluded, "All in the first lap"

Waiting for the re-start, the four of you decided to eat lunch from the food they had in there while seeing what was happening during the red flag

Once the race started again, Charles was again liderating it with Oscar, Carlos and Lando behind him, and the rest of the drivers behind in the same order they started

Basically it was a kinda boring race, except for a few overtakes in the back, Lance's tyre falling out from his car while entering the pits, and also during one part of the race, you and Jack were put on the screen with Kelly and Penelope

As the last four laps started, both of you went to the balcony to watch the end of the race and the energy that the city was giving by seeing their driver lead the race, specially in the last lap when the yatchs and boats in the harbor started to honk their claxons as a form of celebration and more when Charles crossed the checkered flag claiming the victory

After the whole event ended, the mayority of the guests to the dinner/party where the first ones to left the paddock to get ready, but first you made the cookies you promised to Penelope

Following your 'Mamma Mia Birthday', you chose a lace white dress, blue platform heels, with your new Lady Dior that was a gift from the brand for the MET Gala, your new blue choker on top of your initial necklace, your hair was completely down in a wavy hairstyle, blue eyeshadow, cherry lipstick, with some silver rings and your Trinity Bracelet and Van Cleef and Arpels bracelet along your ear piercings

And matching with you, Jack decided to wear a baby blue short sleeved button up, white pants and white sneakers

Thanks to Penelope's dad living in the same building, she stayed with him for the night, so the four of you hop on the van waiting in the buildings parking lot and go to where the dinner/party was going to be held

"Charles and Alexandra are arriving later because they are at the royal dinner, Kevin and Nico aren't coming because they are having family time, Checo decided to return early to Guadalajara with his family, but they'll sent their gifts, and a few of the Prema kids are going to be there", Max informed on the way to the location, "And the rest are all coming, for what we now at the moment"

"Okay, this is going to be fun", you nodded

"My lost brother is going to be there?", Jack joked reffering to Ollie Bearman

"He'll be there", Max laughed

A few minutes later, the van stopped in the right location, at what the chauffer openned the door for the four of you in front of a yatch, specifically Max's

"This is the 'Money, Money, Money' that ABBA was talking about", you said to Jack seeing the yatch

"Literally", Jack agreeded circling your waist with his arm

"Come on guys, they are waiting for us", Max exclaimed from the entrance of the yatch with Kelly

Aproaching them, both of you walked into the luxurious yatch and going to the third floor where almost everyone was there, inmediatly greeting the ones you knew and meeting the ones you didn't, which included that Jack and Ollie met and took a few photos as 'lost brothers'

"Logan, nice to meet you", you said when Alex and Lily M introduce him to both of you, "My dad is a great fan of yours"

"He is?", Logan asked with surprise

"He is like the biggest", Jack responded while you looked for something in your phone, "Before we came here he told us to tell you that, and ask for an autograph"

"He also sent a message after the race", you said reading your phone, "He said: make sure to tell Logan that he had a great race today, that overtake was incredible, and don't give up because better times are coming, we also think that"

"That's really amazing to hear, thank you very much", Logan nodded

A bit later, Charles and Alexandra finally arrived so the yatch left the harbor to be a few metters into the sea and start the dinner/party

"Before we start I have a few anouncements to say", Max spoke taking the microphone from the DJ booth, "There won't be alcohol because we are in a yatch in the middle of the sea, so-"

Interrupting the small speech, Daniel throwed at him a napkin in a small ball at his face, what made everyone of you to giggle

"Anyways, for our own safety we'll be drinking Almave, thank you Lewis"

"Anything for my MET kids", Lewis smiled

"Why there won't be alchol?", Lando asked

"Look at your nose", Max simply said, "Also because I have to return them to America in one piece, so have fun, enjoy the food, don't fall overboard and don't break anything"

Once the speech was over and Max left the microphone, the talks between everyone continued while Lando went to the DJ booth with Max F to prepare the music

"Babe, I'm going with the girls to get something to drink", you told Jack while holding hands, "Want to come?"

"Yeah, I'll go in a moment, I'm just going to remind Lando to put ABBA songs", Jack nodded

"You are going with your new best friend", you joked poking his ribs

"I mean, I made sure he's not a threat, so he's fine", Jack smiled, "I won't hurt him"

"I love when you kinda return to your Ethan Landry phase", you giggled

"I know you do, sweet dumb thing", that last thing he said it in your ear increasing your giggles

"Where's Y/N?", you heard Kika exclaimed at what both of you turned to the direction of the bar to see how Tiffany was lifting her, "Return her to us, you have her all the time"

"Looks like I've been summoned", you joked

Separating ways for a moment, you went with the girls, while Jack walked to the DJ booth surprising (or more like scaring) Lando and Max F

"Hey, can I make a few suggestions for the music?", Jack asked

"Yeah, sure, no problem", Lando nodded

"Perfect, ABBA songs because this is her 'Mamma Mia' birthday, Y/N loves Taylor Swift but be careful if you put sad songs specially from 'The Tortured Poets Department' or any album, and her musical taste is very open so everything will be okay, but she really loves Sabrina Carpenter, Madison Beer, Beyonce, Chappell Roan, Labrynth, Doja Cat, The Weekend, Megan Thee Stallion, Reneé Rapp, Demi Lovato, Kendrick Lamar, Bad Bunny, Lil Nas X", Jack explained quickly, "Oh and she participated in a lot of musical plays during middle and high school, do you think you can work with that?"

"Yeah, sure, is enough, thank you", Lando responded at what Jack smiled before going to the bar with you, "I got lost at Taylor Swift"

"Shut the hell up", Max F sighed

From another part of the room, George, Lance, Carlos, Zhou, Ollie, Dino and Kimi were watching the scene in front of them

"For a moment I thought Jack was going to kill Lando", George commented

"Nah, he's too good to do it", Lance responded

"Besides he wouldn't ruin hermanita's birthday party", Carlos shrudded taking a sip of his drink, "He's not like that"

"I'm a bit lost", Kimi interrupted

"Oh right, you don't know", Lance exclaimed

"It's actually so funny", Ollie laughed

"More like embarrasing", Zhou pointed

"You know?", Dino asked Ollie

"Charles told me about it", Ollie nodded

"The context is that Y/N, the girl in the white dress, recieved a message from Lando two years ago, and she left him on read", George explained showing them the screenshot of the messages at what the young ones started to laugh, "And the boy who was with Lando, is Jack, her boyfriend, and he played Ghostface recently, which is why Lando is scared"

"And her dad is also Ghostface, the first one to be clear", Lance specified

Interrupting all the conversations, the melody of 'Dancing Queen' by ABBA started at what everyone started to fill the dance floor and start the party, that lasted until the wee hours of the morning

After four days of recovering of the party, hanging out a bit more and packing the things that you got in the new extra suitcases that both of you bought (which included merch from all the teams and drivers, some with autographs, and even from their personal brands), the time to return to LA had arrived, which was very sad for all of you, specially the goodbyes

"I don't want you to go", Penelope cried hugging you and Jack as both of you were kneeling on the floor to be at her height, "I want you to stay here"

"I know sweetpea", you sighed separating from the hug but holding her hands, "But as you got your home here, we also have ours across the sea"

"And we also have to go and take care of our cats", Jack added

"Butters and Tatum?", Penelope asked

"Yeah, just like all of you take care and love Jimmy and Sassy, we need to do the same with Butters and Tatum", Jack explained

"But remember that the doors of our homes are always open, and if you want to talk to us, you can ask your mom or Max to call us", you told her trying to console her, "So please don't cry because we'll see each other again"

Without crying this time, Penelope hug both of you again causing a few small tears to fall of yours and Jacks eyes, once the hug ended, the three of you walked where Kelly was since she gave space for the goodbye with P

"Thank you so much for letting us stay in your house during this week", you said to Kelly while hugging her

"Just like we said before, we weren't letting you be in the city by your own", Kelly said sepparating from the hug and then hug Jack before sepparating, "Take care, okay? We'll try to plan something during summer break to see if we can visit LA, if you want"

"That would be nice", Jack nodded

Saying goodby again to Kelly and Penelope, both of you turned around to leave the country, the two of you walked to the private plane where Max was waiting outside, entering the flying transport, both of you sat in the seats where your travel bags were, while Max sat next to Lando and Carlos who were also travelling because of the next race which was Canada

Before the plane could leave the land, you and Jack sent the combined family groupchat messages telling that you were on the plane on the way back home

"I know there wasn't any alcohol at the party but I feel wasted", you sighed putting on the hood of your TTPD beige hoodie, which you paired with black leggings and black crocs, "Even after a few days"

"It's probably because of all the packing and organizing our things", Jack said playing with baby dragon Jake, "We basically played Tetris with our suitcases"

"How many merch did you recieved?", Lando asked

"Two bottles of Almave for each of us, a bottle of Patrón each, a box of KitKats each, the Quadrant merch that you gave us, pieces of +44 for each, Alex sent us some clothes, and also Daniel gave us clothes", Jack enlisted, "And we also have to count all of the teams merch, and all the things we bought, which includes our new suitcases"

"Literally the appartment was a mess of boxes and plastic wrap", Max commented, "Jimmy and Sassy were enjoy it"

"Thank God I'm turning my brother's room into my new closet", you mentioned with humour, at what the drivers looked at you with shock, "I mean, he doesn't live in the house anymore and I'm currently using his room as a storage room, this is an upgrade"

"And what will happen to your current closet?", Carlos questioned

"I'll turn it into a little shrine with my things of VFX make up and small gifts and things", you explained, "Of course not like the one in Scream VI, that is full of crimes evidence"

"And of course no one will die there, I know what is like", Jack joked

"Where you a victim of Ghostface?", Lando asked with interest

"I was Ghostface, I got killed with a lot of stabs and a TV in the head, like Stu Macher", Jack responded, "But I had three kills before, one off-screen and the other two on-screen"

Hearing that, Lando only thought that he should've searched who was texting before sending those messages two years ago

The rest of the flight was spent between everyone sleeping, even thought during a few hours Jack woke up and borrowed your Nintendo Switch to play 'Dead by Daylight' who was soon joined by Max who woke up for a little bit

Once the plane entered the area of LA during the early morning, the stewards wake everyone of you to be prepared for the landing

"Who is coming to get you?", Max asked you and Jack

"My dad is in another city for a convention this weekend", you responded

"And my mom went to a microbiologists retirement, she returns tomorrow", Jack responded

Deciding that the best thing will be taking you both to your house, the five of you went into a van where you put the direction of your house, since it was closer to the airport, on the GPS and start the road, arriving when the sun started to came out

"And we are here", Max anounced as the van stopped in front of your house, "This is nice"

"Thank you, we have a cultive garden, pool, gym, wood workshop and memorabilia from movies and series, also NASCAR, and also works as VFX make up workshop", you mentioned as the bags and suitcases were unloaded from the van, "And we have a cat"

"Thank you so much for the trip, it was fun", Jack said when all the luggage was in the fron porch, "We really enjoyed it"

"It was really nice to have you in there, for the race and this whole week", Max nodded

"Don't forget that both of you are coming at Las Vegas for the race for your birthday", Carlos mentioned palming Jack's back, "The Ferrari garage will be happy to host both of you"

"What are you talking about?", Max frowned, "They are part of Red Bull now"

"McLaren also exist, they spent like half an hour with us on race day", Lando intervined

"Cabrón, you sent her an embarrasing message two years ago", Carlos exclaimed

Seeing as their little fight was going to last a few more minutes, you and Jack decided to enter the house along with your luggage leaving them in there

skeetulrich, lilyzneimer, bonnieaarons1, zhouguanyu24, melissabarreram, misstrinitybliss, sabrinacarpenter and 759, 279 more

yn.ulrich and jackchampion so... we went to Monaco, if you didn't notice, this can be considered as the part two of the nepo babies thing

Thank you so much to redbullracing for having us during the race and for letting us sit in maxverstappen1 and schecoperez cars

Also shotout to Max and kellypiquet for being mama and papa duck and letting us stay in their house, taking us around the city and letting us 'adopt' Penelope, you are the best!

P.D.: karting in Monaco hits different

redbullracing Great to have both of you in our garage!

maxverstappen1 please don't call me papa duck again

› yn.ulrich okay Sid

› user606 this is so siblings coded

schecoperez glad to finally meet you guys, hopefully the next race you attend will be better for us

user907 going to Monaco on your 'Mamma Mia' birthday is so iconic

carolamtz1 ❤❤

kellypiquet we love you kids ❤

julrich21 did you bring me something?

› yn.ulrich yeah, a contract to be Red Bull clown

› danielricciardo HAHAHAHA

user201 fan of your relationship 🥰🫀

› user745 YOU DID NOT COMMENTED THAT 💀

› user201 what does that mean?? I saw it in another couples account and I thought it was cute

› user745 just search about the Angela Aguliar/Christian Nodal thing

thebutterschronicles mom, dad, Tatum and I would like to know who are those cats

› jackchampion those are your new cousins, Jimmy and Sassy

user386 I just know that Y/N was crying when saying goodbye to P

not.scott.dissick we want to go next time

› jackchampion pack your bags my child

› not.scott.dissick mom and dad are taking us on a fieldtrip sarah_woods abbycutie noahtwitch

user446 being invited by one of the drivers instead of the team is like elite behavior

francisca.cgomes we all need to go on a girls brunch next time

› yn.ulrich OMG YESS

› flavy.barla count me in

› carmenmmundt me too

› lilymhe same

› lailahasanovic just set a date

› iamrebeccad me too

› alexandrasaintmleux can i bring leo?

› user739 did we just witnessed the welcome of Y/N to the wags club??

#baby alien creations #y/n ulrich universe #jack champion #jack champion x reader #jack champion scream #jack champion imagine #jack champion fanfic #jack champion fluff #formula 1 #monaco gp 2024

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MAROON — JACK HUGHES

jack hughes x fem!reader

part of the Midnights Fic List

summary: in which y/n and her best friend, Jack, get drunk on cheap wine and finally confess their feelings in her New York apartment.

specific lyrics: “‘how’d we end up on the floor anyway?’ you say, ‘your roommate’s cheap-ass screw top rosé, that’s how.’” and “the burgundy on my t-shirt when you splashed your wine into me and how the blood rushed into my cheeks” and “i chose you, the one i was dancing with in New York..”

warnings: light profanity, alcohol

notes: i’ve been so excited to write this one. if you guys can’t tell from my other fics, best friends to lovers is my favorite trope so this one was so fun for me to write!

i’ve known the Hughes family my entire life. with my mom and Ellen Hughes being best friends from playing hockey together, i grew up spending my summers at the Hughes lake house and visiting whenever possible. so, of course, i grew close to the three brothers.

Quinn, the oldest, is three years older than me. growing up he was always like the annoying, protective older brother i never had, and he still is.

Luke, the youngest, is a year younger than me. he’s my buddy, the one i go to when i need something set straight for me, and the only guy i know that would sit in his bedroom and miss a party at his own house just so he could comfort me over the phone.

and lastly, Jack. a year older than me, and my best friend since i was born, i guess. my mom and Ellen have always said that as soon as i was born, it was like Jack knew we were meant to be best friends. they claim that when i was a baby and he was one, he would cry until they put him in my crib with me, in which case they swear that it would instantly put a smile on my face. but no matter if those stories are true or not, we have indeed been best friends since diapers.

Jack and i’s friendship has always been different than the ones i have with his brothers, especially when i turned thirteen and started really paying attention to guys. that was the fateful year that Jack graduated from not only being my best friend but also my biggest crush. i started noticing not only how cute he really is, but how sweet he could be, and how comfortable i am with him.

which brings us to now, in my New York apartment, where i’m currently sat on the floor with the guy i’m head over heels in love with, sharing a bottle of wine. it’s the first week of the off-season and he had originally came over to help me pack for the annual lake house trip, but then my roommate popped her head in to ask if we wanted a couple bottles of rosé that she bought on sale. she was about to leave for the airport for her flight back home for the summer and couldn’t bring them with her. so Jack and i shared a quick glance and said yes, and now here we are.

i’m sat with my back against the coffee table, my feet in Jack’s lap.

“hey, do you remember that time- when uh- when Luke jumped into the lake from the rope swing, and just completely belly flopped?” Jack’s words were broken up between fits of laughter, and i burst out in laughter, as well, at the memory.

“oh my god yes! his entire chest and stomach were red!” it’s a wonder how we’ve yet to get a noise complaint from my neighbors by now. as our laughter dies down, Jack shifts around.

“my ass is numb from the hardwood.” he tells me, and the casual announcement makes me double over in laughter once more.

“how’d we end up on the floor, anyway?” i wonder out loud.

“your roommates cheap-ass screw top rosé, that’s how!” he exclaims through giggles. i don’t laugh with him, instead i stay silent, studying him. he’s so beautiful.

Jack stands from the floor, letting my feet roll of his lap and land with a thump. grabbing the empty wine bottle and our glasses from the coffee table, he goes into the kitchen. i watch him as he grabs my bottle of red wine from the fridge, refilling our glasses before walking back to me. he bends down to hand me my glass, but in his inebriated state, he doesn’t pay attention to his own glass in his hand and his wine splashes onto my white t-shirt. the burgundy liquid staining and leaving the shirt slightly see through, clinging to my braless chest.

“oh shit, sorry y/n/n!” his eyes go wide and he stares at my chest. logically, i know he’s just looking at the stain and not my breasts, but blood rushes into my cheeks at the thought of him eyeing my chest.

“it’s fine!” i wave it off, as i stand to go change. “i’ll be right back.”

i go into my bedroom and ruffle through the shirts that i don’t have packed for the summer, picking out an old USA Hockey shirt of Jack’s.

i step back out into the living room to find Jack had put on one of my vinyl’s, i watch as he dances around my living room to the sound of Photograph by Ed Sheeran. a smile breaks across my face as he just spins around the room. finally spotting me, he walks over and holds his hand out.

“dance with me, belle.” my heart flutters at his use of the nickname he started calling me in high school. he never explained why he started calling me ‘belle’, all i know is that one day when i had met him after his french class and my spanish class, he said he had a new nickname for me, and he’s called me ‘belle’ ever since. usually the nickname seems to be reserved for special moments or when it’s just the two of us.

i slip my hand in his, allowing him to pull me closer. his hands take hold of my arms, sliding them up onto his shoulders, and he wraps his arms around my waist, swaying us around the living room. he gazes down at me, a soft smile on his face and an unreadable emotion present in his eyes.

“hi.” his voice is barely a whisper.

“hi.” i reply in the same low volume. his eyes flicker over my face and his cheeks turn pink. making me ask- “what are you thinking?”

“i’m thinking that i’ve wanted to be in this position since high school.” his words confuse me. but my heart speeds up, as if it knows what he means before my brain does.

“dancing?” i laugh halfheartedly.

“you in my arms. just the two of us.” he clarifies and i can feel myself blush for the second time tonight.

“if you wanted me to yourself, you could’ve just asked.” i joke.

“i don’t just want you to myself.” he whispers. “i want you to be mine.”

his reply causes me to stumble a step, and my heart feels like it might beat out of my chest.

“don’t say things you don’t mean, Jack.” i tell him. suddenly, i feel insecure and afraid. i’ve never felt this way with him. other guys, sure. but never him.

“why would you think i don’t mean what i’m saying?” he stops our dancing and i only just realize that the song has changed. my arms slip off his shoulders, dropping back down to my sides, but his hands never leave my hips. “y/n, do you think i would say something like that if i don’t mean it?”

“i don’t know.” i mumble, shrugging my shoulders. he brings a hand up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, before letting it fall back down to my hip.

“i’ve been in love with you since high school, y/n/n. i thought by now you would’ve caught on, but i guess that’s on me because you always have been pretty oblivious when it comes to flirting.” he laughs.

“wait, what?” i ask. please don’t be messing with me. please be telling the truth.

“did you really not know? look if this is too much, if you don’t like me like that, then just tell me. straight out. because i don’t want to compromise our friendship with this confession. we can just forget it ever happened.” that sobers me up real quickly.

“wait, no, hold on. i never said i didn’t like you.” i rebut.

“what are you saying?” by the smirk on his face, i know he knows what i’m saying, but i take a deep breath and clarify anyways.

“jack, i’ve liked you since i was thirteen.” i confess. “i didn’t think you thought of me as anything more than your annoying best friend though.”

“y/n, i literally gave you a nickname that translates to ‘beautiful’ and you thought i was looking at you like ‘oh yeah that’s my best friend, she’s so annoying’?” he asks.

“what? is that what that means?” my tone is incredulous. i assumed he was calling me ‘belle’ like princess belle because i like to read.

“oh my god, you really had no idea? i literally gave you that nickname after we learned the word in french class. you were the first thing that popped in my head when we learned it.”

i can’t take any more talking. Jack starts to say something else but i cut him off by pressing my lips against his. it doesn’t take him more than a second to start kissing back, his lips locking with mine.

i pull back, breathless and anxious, but the smile Jack wears eases my nerves.

“so you like me, huh?” he jokes.

“oh shut up.” i roll my eyes, giving his shoulder a playful shoulder.

**BONUS SCENE**

we’ve been at the lake house for three days and so far, no one has even noticed that Jack and i are officially dating. have we really always been this touchy?

Jack and i have made a game out of it, guessing who the first person to notice will be. he says Ellen or my mom, but i say Quinn or Luke. we both know our dads don’t pay enough attention to catch onto anything.

i walk down the stairs, prepared to grab a snack before us ‘kids’ head out on the boat. Ellen and my mom sit in the kitchen talking, but go silent as soon as i walk in.

“heyyy.” i drag out, eyeing them suspiciously.

“hi, honey.” Ellen gives me a kiss on the forehead as i stop in front of them.

“what were you two talking about?” i ask.

“nothing.” they say in unison, shaking their heads.

“i believe you, not at all.” i joke, opening a cupboard to grab a granola bar. “what was it?”

“they were talking about you and Jack.” Luke says, walking out from the walk-in pantry. “mom was saying she thinks they should set you guys up on a blind date with each other.”

“Luke Warren Hughes! how long have you been in there?!” Ellen scolds, not even bothering to deny his claims.

“i was looking for something to eat, you’re the ones who came in gossiping.” he shrugs. before Ellen can refute, Jack walks in from the same way i came. wrapping an arm around my shoulders, he stops next to me.

“what are you guys talking about?” Jack asks.

“our moms wanted to set us up on a blind date.” i say, a sly smile on my lips as i look up at him.

Jack lets out a chuckle before directing his gaze to his mom.

“sorry, no can do mom. i’ve got a girlfriend.” he smiles, and i have to bite back a grin. it’s the first time he’s called me his girlfriend. i like it.

“you what?!” Ellen exclaims. “why have i not met her? or even heard about her?”

“it’s a recent development.” Jack shrugs. “anyways, i’m gonna steal y/n/n here. Quinn is waiting for us at the boat. Luke, c’mon.”

before i can even think to take a step, Jack sweeps my feet off the ground, throwing me over his shoulder and walking away. i smack at his back with my free hand while one still clutches my granola bar.

“Jack Rowden Hughes, put me down! right now!” he barks out a laugh and i can feel his neck shift against me like he’s moving his head around before he lands a smack against my ass. “HEY!”

he ignores my struggles, walking down to the dock, all the way to the boat before finally setting me down.

“i can walk. i have legs.” i laugh.

“i know, but i wanted to carry you.” he grins down at me. i scan the dock for Quinn, but with no sight of him i relax.

“you just wanted an excuse to stare at my ass.” i joke. Jack hooks his fingers through the front belt loops on my shorts, tugging me closer so that i’m pressed up against him.

“and is that a crime?” he asks. i smile up at him, sending one last glance toward the house over his shoulder, not seeing Quinn or Luke. i lean up, planting a kiss on his lips.

“what the fuck?!!” the exclamation comes from behind me and i pull back, spinning around quickly to find Quinn stood on the boat. he’s leaned over the side, staring at Jack and i with a dropped jaw.

“oh- hi, Quinny.” i smile, painting on a face of innocence. Quinn’s eyes dart between me and Jack.

“when the hell did this happen?” he asks. “i knew i never should’ve let you move to New York. he’s corrupted you. i should’ve insisted you moved to Vancouver, but no, i said ‘if New York is where she wants to be, i won’t push.’ i should’ve pushed.”

i look over to Jack, sharing an amused smile with my boyfriend as his brother rambles on.

“Quinn.” i interrupt. he stops, throwing me a raised brow before giving a side eye to his younger brother. “did you really think this wouldn’t happen eventually?”

he sighs, before nodding.

“i know. i expected this. i prepared for this.” it’s my turn to quirk a brow now.

“you prepared for this?” i ask. he nods and hops onto the dock.

“okay, it’s time for us to talk. Jack, y/n, when a man and a woman love each other very much, sometimes-”

“oH MY GOD.” i shout. plugging my fingers in my ears. “la la la la la i can’t hear you! i am not currently getting the sex talk from my boyfriends older brother! la la la la la.”

Quinn’s face lights up and he burst out in laughter. i take my fingers out of my ears, eyeing him.

“oh, that was good! you should’ve seen your faces!” he laughs. i turn to look at Jack, who still wears a disgusted grimace. i pat his chest and let out a sigh. “seriously, i’ll be right back though.”

Quinn takes off in a jog towards the lake house, but before he disappears inside, i hear him yell.

“MOM! YOU’LL NEVER BELIEVE WHAT I JUST SAW!”

Jack finally unfreezes from his state of disgust. pulling out his wallet and handing me a twenty dollar bill.

“you won.”

#jack hughes #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes x reader #nhl fic #nhl imagine #faithlynn’s writings <3 #babydollmarauders #nj devils #midnights fic list

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goldielia · 9 months ago

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when jack met cassy

a part of: untouchable au

when cassy entered the mclaren garage on sunday to start getting ready for the canadian grand prix, she firstly found their social media admin and one of her closest friends in the paddock, anne.

mclaren had a close-knit group of girls consisting of cassy, anne, her girlfriend sabrina who was one of two team photographers and charlotte, who was a law student currently doing an internship at mclaren.

it had become a routine for the four of them to sit on the step to the pit wall for a second to chat before any grand prix. it was also usually the time cassy got to ask anne about the vip guests of the weekend which she did first things first ever since she missed when tom holland visited.

“uh, there’s not much going on today. some hockey players should show up though, you know, charlie’s brother and them”, anne looped her in while staring at her ipad. “eh, alright.” cassy murmured, slightly disappointed.

with a last tap of her own papaya-coloured high top converse against anne’s white and orange air force she got up to start getting ready for the race.

jack couldn’t wipe the smile off his face. he was going to see his sister again AND his first f1 race. lottie usually worked for mclaren during the summer break of the academic year, being located in cambridge for her studies, so when she invited him to see both her and the race in canada he instantly said yes.

they agreed to meet just before the entrance to the paddock so she could give him, cole and trevor (who she graciously invited as well) their passes. jack had been jittery the whole way there, not having seen his twin since christmas.

leaning onto a lamp post in front of the gate was a blonde girl, wearing black mom jeans, a mclaren t-shirt tucked into them and orange old school vans. he instantly ran towards her, charlotte barely being able to save the binder she held before jack tackled her into a crushingly tight hug that she returned with equal force.

after she’d given cole and trevor a side hug each and handed each of them a garage pass, the group entered through the gate and lottie talked them through the paddock on the way to the mclaren garage.

after she showed them their spots and told them about the screens and headsets she caught up with jack for a bit before a whirlwind of red curls brushed past them, grabbed her wrist and whisked her away to the steps in front of the pit wall where anne and sabrina had claimed their place already.

“charlotte-i-don’t-know-your-middle-name-hughes! tell me your brother’s not the one in the middle, please” cassy looked at charlotte with wide eyes. “uh, my middle name’s ruby, actually. but yeah, that’s jack. left is cole, right is trevor.” charlotte answered, confusion evident on her face.

cassy only groaned, hiding her face in her hands. “are all your brothers that pretty? your parents must be like greek gods or somethin’” she mumbled into her hands. sabrina smirked, looking at them over her shoulder as she was walking back to the garage with anne, both of them having to work some more before the grand prix. “i think our cass just experienced love at first sight”

charlie gasped and smiled teasingly at that, prying cassy’s hands away from her face. “you gonna make a move?“

“would you like, be okay with that? and are you sure he’s single?” “of course i’m okay with that, cass! i’m not blind you know. also he’s been staring at you like ever since you grabbed me.” cassy tore her eyes away from charlie and towards the garage instead.

the pretty boy from earlier, jack hughes as she now knew, was indeed staring at her. “also, he’s definitely single. i can-” charlie’s sentence and cassy’s staring were interrupted by lando’s voice. “jonesy, hughesy, come on we need to do the rule run down!”

fortunately for jack and less so for cassy, her workspace wasn’t far from the guest area. which meant he could watch her and she couldn’t concentrate because she felt his eyes on her.

the grand prix itself wasn’t too eventful, 11th place for oscar and 13th for lando. both cassy and charlie were needed after the race though, to review the penalty lando had gotten for “unsportsmanlike behaviour”.

charlie’s department handled the rules for each grand prix as well as topics like filing lawsuits over penalties. cassy as one of lando’s engineers was tasked with reviewing all the video material she could get her hands on to find something that could have the penalty taken back, or at least reviewed.

on her way to the conference room though, when cassy passed by jack, she slipped a tiny piece of paper into his hand, catching his eyes quickly to smirk at him.

he wanted to chat her up at least but she was rushed along before his brain could form a single word. instead, he opened the note. it read “you’re really pretty. text me?” with a little heart and a number, presumably her phone number on it.

before he could even try folding the paper back up he was already fighting for balance, both cole and trevor having read the note and started teasingly nudging him with their elbows, matching excited grins on their faces.

“did jacky get himself a girlfrieeeend?” trevor sing-songed into his ear. before he could continue though, charlie apprared in front of them, index finger poking jack’s chest.

“i love you but if you fuck this up i’m not guaranteeing for anything” she warned, serious blue eyes drilling into his identical ones to make sure he understood her. he grabbed her hand, eyes just as serious as hers, and spoke “if i find a way to fuck this up, lottie, please make sure i regret it.”

#jack hughes #jack hughes x oc #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes imagine #cassandra jones #goldie's untouchable au

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thespiritssaidso · 2 months ago

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Blueberries and Blueberries and More Blueberries

Summary: A day at the market is a good place for a date and to help the locals at the same time. Shawn just needs to convince Lassiter how great it is.

Notes: Loving this challenge so far! Hope I did alright on today’s prompt.

Also Shawn pov this time (3rd person limited, of course. 1st pov isn’t really my thing) instead of Lassie’s!

Flufftober day 4: Market Day

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“Come on, Carlytown! You have to at least try it!”

“Shawn, I don’t have to do anything.”

“Look, it’s not gonna hurt you! It’s just a blueberry.”

It was a sunny day on the coast of Santa Barbara, not a single cloud in the sky. Which wasn’t especially noteworthy, considering it was always sunny in Santa Barbara. But, all the same, it was still nice to feel the warm rays of an unrestrained sun.

Not that two people in particular would be able to actually feel it on their skin, since they were both wearing some kind of long-sleeved overwear. It was a miracle neither of them were sweating like pigs.

One of them, Carlton Lassiter, had on a two piece suit. The jacket was dark in color, with a white button up buttoned all the way to the very top. Intermittently he’d tug on a startlingly red tie, fiddling with the knot to make sure it was still tight.

The other, Shawn Spencer, was wearing an unbuttoned green flannel over an Apple Jacks t-shirt paired with jeans that looked like he’d gotten them from somebody’s garage.

Currently, Shawn was trying to coax his boyfriend, Lassiter, into trying one of the stalls home-grown blueberries — with permission from the vendor, of course.

“Yes, one that was grown from an unreliable source! Who knows what kind of practices they used to grow those blueberries?”

Shawn scrunched his eyebrows. “Unreliable- it’s from a farm, Carly! That’s where all blueberries come from!”

“No, the ones at the store come from dependable and approved sources. They’ve been FDA approved. Those-” he pointed dramatically at the tiny carton Shawn was holding “- aren’t.”

Shawn should’ve known this would happen. This was the same man that literally claimed — quite proudly, too — that he only ate vegetables out of a can. Obviously that statement would extend to fruits as well.

Shawn looked at the lady behind the stand helplessly to try and get her to back him up, and saw she was doing her best to hold back laughter. It looked like she wasn’t really in a good position to talk at the moment, much less support Shawn and her fruit. He was on his own.

“Just- hey, look. Trust me, alright? You know I’d never make you eat something you wouldn’t like.”

Lassiter gave him a look of disbelief. “Just a few days ago you begged me to try Queso… Cinco Fries, or whatever they’re called.”

“First of all: It’s Fries Quatro Queso Dos Fritos, and as I recall you loved it-”

“Up until I had to take three tums for the heartburn it gave me.”

“Irrelevant. Second of all: this is a fruit, not deep fried goodness. I’m more than sure that these have been at least washed.” Shawn faltered at that statement, and turned to the lady. “These are washed, right?”

She simply nodded her head, not saying a word. A big grin was still hiding behind her hand. But as he turned back to Lassiter he barely heard her mumble something along the lines of ‘Title of your sex tape’. He had to really try hard not to react and pretend he didn’t hear her.

Shawn watched Lassiter’s facial expressions change, obviously thinking over the choices. After about a minute of looking conflicted, he caved. “Fine. But I’m blaming you when I get food poisoning.”

Yes! He caved! “Perfect! Now, open your mouth, I’m gonna toss it in.”

“I can feed myself, Shawn.” Nevertheless, he complied.

Shawn picked a blueberry and stood there a moment, both to angle his shot and to just drink in the sight of his boyfriend standing there with his mouth wide open.

“Boom! Hole in one!” Shawn cheered.

Lassiter stayed quiet, chewing on the fruit. Shawn could see he was hiding his true emotions under a mask of indifference. But he recognized that sparkle in his eyes. Yeah, he liked it. A lot.

“It’s acceptable.” He finally said after a second of faux consideration. And, facing the lady, he said “We’ll take a box.”

“Two! Gotta get one for Gus. He’d never forgive me if I didn’t get him something.”

“You mean if I didn’t get it. I am paying for this.”

“And you're such a wonderful provider, Carlytown.”

Lassiter knew that Shawn was just buttering him up, but he couldn’t help the smile growing at the praise.

The lady, finally gathering herself, smiled at the two. “Certainly! That’ll be eight dollars.”

One monetary exchange later, and they were walking away with two cartons of blueberries. Shawn reached over to the one Lassiter was holding and grabbed a handful, shoving them in his mouth. “You know, we should do this more often.”

Lassiter chuckled. “No, no way. I’m glad you like this, Shawn. But I’m definitely not cut out for walking from stall to stall.”

Shawn would have argued further, but something shiny caught his eye. “Ooo, look! They’ve got a glass blown pineapple!” And he was off, not checking to see if Lassiter was following him.

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Notes: A Brooklyn 99 reference? In MY Shassie fanfiction? More likely than you think

ao3 link

#shawn spencer #carlton lassiter #shassie #psych #psych 2006 #psych usa #psychusa #psych tv #psych tv show #psych show #psych fic #psych fanfic #psych fanfiction #flufftober2024 #fluff #toast tries to write

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whoisalastair · 2 years ago

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Birthdays, Holidays, and Surprises // J. Hughes

Wherein Jack’s girlfriend celebrates both Mother’s Day for Mrs. Hughes, Jack’s 22nd birthday, and Jack is given a very special announcement.

(obviously had to include Queen Ellen on her special day <3 -Alastair)

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“Really, Y/n?” Jack groaned, trying to hide his smile as I revealed my master plan.

“Really, Jack,” I grinned. “Your mom will love it.” He chuckled and wrapped an arm around me, gently tugging me closer to him in bed. We were visiting the Hughes residence in Michigan for the weekend, and there wasn’t another room for me to stay in but Jack’s.

“She’s your mom too, basically,” Jack huffed, snuggling into my neck as I flushed red. I never really referred to Mrs. Hughes as anything but that, even though she told me I could call her Ellen.

“How so, J?” He peeked up from the crook of my neck to answer, his brown eyes doe-like in the sunny morning light.

“Well, when I marry you, you’ll be a Hughes and then she’ll really be your mom.” Squeaking in surprise, I tried to cover how emotional the explanation made me with a sarcastic retort.

“When you marry me? That’s assuming I say yes.” He smirked and kissed me delicately, his sleepy grip on me softening.

“Gross! Jack, you promised that you wouldn’t do PDA,” Luke complained from the door, which I sadly didn’t know had been open. Jack smiled into the kiss and then looked at Luke with the same smile.

“It’s not PDA if it’s in my room, dude.” Luke wrinkled his nose in distaste and probably considered leaving.

“Well, dad says breakfast is ready.” I grinned at that, hopping out of bed before I realized I only wore Jack’s shirt and blushed. Jack snorted as I crawled back under the covers, Luke’s face crimson as he turned around.

“Sorry moosey,” I called out, him giving a thumbs up in return without turning around as he left. Jack rolled out of bed and quickly put on shorts, his patterned boxers hidden by khakis. I giggled and put on a sundress, kissing his cheek as we went downstairs. We were greeted with the smell of freshly cooked pancakes, eggs, and other delicious foods.

“Happy Mother’s Day!” I exclaimed as Mrs. Hughes wrapped me in a loving hug.

“You too, dear,” she whispered, making me glance over at Jack to make sure he didn’t hear. Only Mrs. Hughes knew about my pregnancy, call it mother’s intuition that she guessed it. Luckily, Jack and Quinn were too busy shoving each other to get food before the other to notice.

“Jack Rowden Hughes, let Quinner go first,” I scolded teasingly, rolling my eyes for effect. He pouted but listened, Quinn sending me a thankful look. I got in line for food behind Luke, his curly hair wild in the morning.

“So, boys, where’s my Mother’s Day hugs?” Mrs. Hughes teased, the boys immediately setting down their plates to give her a group hug. I smiled a little, suddenly thinking of a new plan.

“Boys, give me a Mother’s Day hug too,” I smirked, as Luke was the first to turn around and barrel over to me with no questions asked. Quinn looked at me for a moment wide-eyed, sighed, and then walked over to hug me smiling.

“But babe, you’re not a mother,” Jack said, standing there all confused. I sighed and looked at Mrs. Hughes, who also sighed and ruffled her middle son’s hair.

“I will be in late August.” Jack froze, and for a moment I worried that he had stopped breathing. Finally I noticed that his eyes had started to tear up and he lurched towards me, dropping to his knees to inspect my stomach. I watched as he peppered it with kisses, the tears starting to drip down his face onto the tile floor.

“Best fuckin’ birthday present ever.”

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#hockey #hockeyblr #hockey boys #nhl blurb #nhl fic #nj devils #nhl players #nhl #jack hughes #jack hughes x reader

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gutzfreak · 1 year ago

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Can you do jack x fem reader smut? But can it be about jack pulling over Y/N then maybe to get out of a ticket they have sex?👀 maybe in the back of his cop car or on top of the hood??

I like that idea a lot so yes Also the reader is pretty punky/gothy if you dont mind, it wont be mentioned to much I just feel like jack would have a thing for gothy people :p

CW: car sex, oral sex, slight rough stuff(?)

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You were speeding. Not in a major part of the road, just throughout the small parts of town. Though, still speeding. Your breath hitched and you felt like your whole mind shot off when you heard sirens behind you and started seeing those red and blue lights.

"Fuck." You mutter to yourself. You pull over, taking a deep breath and putting on the best smile. You pray that it's just gonna be a small fine other than something you cant financially handle. A cop walked up, knocking on your window. You roll down the window and look up at him. "Damn..." You say in your head. He looked down at you, causing you to blush just a little. Maybe you can flirt your way out of this one? And with that sexy cop you'd be more than happy to. "Ma'am, are you aware that you were speeding?" The cop said. You smile. "Sorry, my mind wasn't all there. I wasn't thinking." You choke out. You hope that lie would be able to convince him. He sighed, pulling out a ticket. He scribbled something down on it, before handing it back to you. Your eyes widen. "Almost $300!? I can't afford this!" You exclaim. You were employed in a shitty job that didn't pay well at all, so every scrap of money you spent was a huge loss. And you really, really couldn't afford this. The cop saw your panicked expression and softened up a bit.

"is there....anything I can do to not pay this?" You mumble. You get an idea though. The cop seemed sweeter and softer, towards you at least. You lean a bit to see him better. He was a really good looking guy. Nice body, kept and clean black hair, cute face, just good looking in general. You were some person working minimum wage and all you wore was the baggiest, most ripped and sloppy clothing which people often asked you "isn't that for boys?". You never cared. Right now you don't. You just need to get out of this ticket somehow.

"So, officer, is there anything lil ol' me can do to not pay this ticket?" You bat your eyes innocently, hoping to woo him somehow. The officer blushes and rubs the back of his neck.

"Well there is....one thing." He smiles nervously.

....

Before you knew it you were in the back of his cop car, your arms snaked around his neck and him hovering over you as you two made out. You were expecting this, but at the same time no you weren't. You thought he'd ask for like, an apology or just a kiss or something. Not being pulled into a full on make out. He pulled back, staring into your eyes for a second before moving to your neck, planting sloppy kisses, bites, and licks all over it. You let a few noises escape your mouth.

"Hey." You bat the back of his head, causing him to look up. "Whats your name, anyways?" You chuckle.

"Jack. Deputy Jack. You?" He said shyly. "Im Y/N." You say. He smiles. "Thats a pretty name." He says, pecking your lips and moving back to mark and love your neck. You giggle and run your hands through the back of his hair, letting out sighs of pleasure as he attYoacked your neck. His hands move up and down your body, seemingly unsure where to rest. They finally made their way up your shirt, his cold skin on yours. You shiver. After a minute he finally leaves your neck alone and his fingers trail to the waistband of your pants. He looks at you for consent to take them off. You nod. "Go ahead, Jack." You mumble. He pulls off your pants, leaving you in black underwear. He hooks a finger in those too, slowly pulling them down. You buried your face in your elbow, embarrassed. He chuckled at you and kissed your cheek.

"Your ok with this, right? You really don't wanna pay that ticket?" He smirked. "Yeah, I'm fine. Please..." You huff out. He nods and starts rubbing your soaked clit with his thumb. Your back arches slightly and so do your legs, as small whimpers escaped your mouth. He saw it as a good sign. He kept rubbing your clit and inserted a finger in you.

"Ngh......shit....." You moan. He lifts one of your legs, biting his lip. He adjusted himself and leaned down, his face now at the level of your heat. He leaned forward and started eating you out. "Jack!" You moan. Your head fell back as you stared at the ceiling of the cop car. You felt dizzy. Having sex with a stranger cop just to get out of having to pay a ticket. You felt like a slut. But god, it felt good. You needed this. You continue letting every noise escape your mouth, your hands entangled in his hair. A couple more licks and sucks on your clit and he couldn't handle it anymore, he needed you. Now. He shuffled to unzip his pants and get them off. He finally kicked them off along with his boxers, positioning himself. He was very, very eager and you could tell. He bumped his shaft against your clit a few times. "Are you ready, Y/N?" He asked. You nod, and shift to be in a more comfortable position.

He slowly slides in, his breath hitching as your walls stretched to accommodate his length. He doesn't wait for a que, whenever you stop shifting he moves slowly. But he quickly picks up the pace to pounding into you. "Fuck~! Jack!!!" You moan, your head leaning all the way back now. Your legs were spread all the way for him and he held them up, to make it easier for both of you. In no time he was mercilessly pounding into you, slapping noises and small moans were the only thing heard in the car. He was groaning and staring at you. You were staring at the ceiling again. You were seeing static, everything felt not real. A cop was destroying your insides just so you didn't have to pay a ticket. But you were there for it. You felt him go faster and harder and started borderline screaming his name, his face now in the crook of your neck. He planted more soft kisses and bites, marking you as his. "Im getting close, Y/N. Do you...want me to pull out?" He mumbles. You shake your head. "No! No, please don't...." You moan. He nods. A couple more sloppy thrusts and he explodes inside you, moaning loudly along with you. You laid there, a mess. Covered in sweat, hickies, and now cum. You felt gross but so, so good. Jack blushes at the sight. "U-uh......you alright? At least you don't have to pay that ticket, huh?" He chuckles nervously, hoping you find it funny. You giggle. "Yeah.." You say. You get an idea and grab a notebook from the front seat along with a pen. "Uh...here, officer." You hand him the paper and scramble to put your panties and pants back on. He sees you dressed and nods, signifying you can go now.

You made it back to your car and regained composure, the only thing in your head was what just happened. Jack, in his car, looked at the slip of paper you gave him. He chuckled and blushed even more. It was your number.

You started your car, driving off. Jack watched and sighed, but it was a sigh of admiration. He started his car and drove off as well.

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This ones a bit shorter sorry!! But I hope you enjoy nonetheless :)

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sparklypinkflightsuit · 9 months ago

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Drugs, Thugs and Pilot Kelson Hugs: Part 2

Pairing: Pilot Kelson x Reader

Warnings: Drugs, Alcohol, Swearing, Sexual Themes, Violence, Slowish Burn, I think that’s it?

Summary: Your friendship with Pilot grows steadily into something new.

- Part 1 Here -

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Over the next few weeks, you saw Pilot a few times at parties and bars and general get togethers. You quickly became good friends, getting to know each other more and more each time.

You also got to know Mason’s friend, Zack, who began hanging out with your group more frequently. Zack was a good looking guy, and he was charming. He asked you out the second time you met, and you had agreed more out of boredom and curiosity than out of actually liking him, but regardless, your date went well and you started seeing each other more over the next few weeks. You weren’t official but you definitely felt that Zack was about ready to ask you to be his officially. You weren’t sure if you would say yes when he asked, he was cute but you just weren’t crazy about him yet.

One night you were invited to Jack and Cassie’s for a get-together. Carly, Porter, Pilot and Mason would also be there, so you’d assumed Zack was also invited and didn’t bother asking him yourself. Truth be told you didn’t really care whether or not he was there, but you would enjoy his company if he was.

You arrived at Jack and Cassie’s apartment, and made your rounds saying hello to everyone who was already there. Mason and Pilot had yet to arrive so you made yourself comfortable.

A few minutes later Pilot walked through the door followed by Mason, but there was no sign of Zack. You hugged Pilot and he kissed your cheek. You said hello to Mason and went about enjoying your evening, forgetting about poor Zack entirely.

Most of the night passed without incident, and you were lounging on the couch next to Pilot and Carly, talking about everything and nothing when the front door swung open.

Zack stood at the front door, face red with anger as his eyes searched the room. You sat upright and looked at him with confusion.

“You!” He pointed his finger in your direction as he closed the gap between the front door and the couch. “What the fuck are you doing here, huh?” He spat.

“Woah! Woah!” Pilot stood and held his hands up to Zack, trying to slow his barrage.

“What are you talking about Zack?” You asked, incredulously, standing from your seated position.

“I went to your apartment to surprise you, but you weren’t there. I tried to call you, but you’re ignoring me! I called Mason, who was kind enough to inform me that you’d be here, without me. An invitation would have been nice, don’t you think? Or are you trying to avoid me so… so you can snuggle up to this guy?” He yelled, clearly slightly drunk.

“Alright Zack, I think you need to calm down.” You said, walking towards him. You tried to gently push him towards the front door so you could both leave and you could walk him home, but Zack took this as you trying to force him out, and shoved you. You went stumbling backwards and Pilot caught you before you fell. This enraged Pilot, and once he was sure you were secure and standing, he launched himself at Zack, grabbing him by his T-shirt and shoving him to the ground. Pilot held him down as Zack struggled drunkenly.

“Listen here you piece of shit, if you ever lay a finger on (Y/N), or any of us ever again, I will personally shove twenty quaaludes up your ass and strap you behind the wheel of your car with your foot on the gas, got it?” Pilot spat, his hand squeezing Zack’s face, forcing him to look at him.

Zack nodded, clearly embarrassed by the situation and that no one was taking his side.

“Good.” Pilot smiled sarcastically, tapping Zack on the cheek as he got up. “Now get the fuck outta here.”

Zack sauntered off, slamming the apartment door behind him. Mason felt the need to follow Zack and ensure he got home safely, so he left shortly after.

“Are you okay?” Pilot asked, walking back over to where you sat on the arm of the sofa, still not really believing what just happened, and that you found Pilot incredibly sexy in that moment.

You nodded, “Yeah, yeah I’m fine. Thank you, for sticking up for me.” You nodded and smiled weakly. You suddenly weren’t in the mood to party. “I think I’m gonna go. I don’t feel so great all of a sudden.” You excused yourself, waving goodbye to the remaining members.

“I’ll drive you.” Pilot said, grabbing his keys. You were too shaken to argue.

The drive home was quiet, you were now contemplating whether or not to speak to Zack and to apologise for any misunderstanding, but you were aware that his behaviour, regardless of the reason, was unacceptable. You pulled up outside of your apartment block, and Pilot got out to help you out of your side.

“You ok if I walk you to your apartment? Just in case he’s waiting.” Pilot chuckled awkwardly. You smiled at him as you closed the car door.

“Thanks, good idea.” You nodded.

You made small talk as you climbed the seemingly endless flights of stairs to your apartment, eventually coming to stand outside your door.

“Well I guess he really did just go home.” You shrugged, relieved.

“Worth making sure, I guess.” He rubbed the back of his head.

“Thank you again, Pilot. For sticking up for me and for making sure I got home safe.”

“Any time.” You made eye contact for a while, mouths saying nothing but eyes saying everything. “See you around?” He eventually said, walking backwards towards the stairwell, both hands in his pockets.

You nodded, “Hope so.”

Pilot made his way down the stairwell, a smile in his face as he went. He got about halfway down, when he heard you calling him.

“Pilot, wait!” you called from the top, looking down at him. He looked up with a grin.

“I have a work event tomorrow night, I was going to take Zack, but I guess he’s out. Do you want to come as my plus one?” You asked, “as a friend, I mean.”

“Do I have to wear a suit?” He joked.

You rolled your eyes, “Just wear a nice shirt.”

“I guess I can make that happen.” He smiled.

“Ok, meet me here at 7?”

“See you then.” And he was gone.

You stood at the top of the stairwell, smiling to yourself. You were excited to see if he cleaned up well.

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The next evening came round quickly, you got ready and smoothed out the beautiful deep red dress you’d bought especially for the event that matched your lipstick. Your hair was styled elegantly and you felt… nervous.

The knock on your door alerted you that Pilot had arrived.

You had no idea why you were nervous until you opened the door, realising suddenly that it was him. You had subconsciously been worried he wouldn’t think you looked beautiful. But as soon as you opened the door, Pilot let out a deep breath and whistled lowly, taking you in. His eyes turned dark as he made eye contact with you.

“Wow.” He breathed. “You look incredible.”

You suddenly didn’t feel nervous anymore. You smiled at him. He looked so handsome, his hair was still messy but he had made an effort to smooth it down. He wore a button down white shirt, the top few buttons undone and his sleeves rolled up to his forearms.

“You clean up good yourself.” You said, grabbing your purse and locking the door behind you.

Pilots hand came to rest gently on your mid back, as he guided you down the stairwell. You two were quiet the whole time, Pilot focussing on how the dress moved against your figure. You focussing on how his hand felt on the exposed skin of your back.

He drove you to the hall where your work event was being held, and you ran him through who to speak to and who to avoid.

When you arrived you walked in and went straight to the bar, getting a drink for you and Pilot before you began your rounds.

“(Y/N)! How nice to see you!” Your boss called as he and his wife waltzed over to where you stood.

“Mr and Mrs Jamison, lovely to see you.” You greeted them both with a kiss on the cheek.

“I love your dress darling!” Mrs Jamison exclaimed. She was a beautiful older woman, and she had taste, her dress had to cost more than a month of your salary, but she was kind enough to compliment you. “And who is your… friend?” She asked, unsure of who you’d brought.

“This is Pilot Kelson, ma’am. He’s a good friend of mine.” You introduced him.

“He’s a pilot?” She questioned. You chuckled and explained, “No ma’am, that’s just his name.” You smiled. Pilot shook her and Mr Jamisons hands.

“Nice to meet you.” He said politely.

“And you boy. Interesting name you have!” Mr Jamison exclaimed. “Come, let me introduce you to a few people.”

You and Pilot walked around the room following Mr and Mrs Jamison, being introduced to people you hadn’t yet met, and greeting those you had. After about 15 minutes of doing so, you excused yourself and Pilot to refresh your drinks.

You pulled him to the bar and sighed, “This is exhausting.”

Pilot chuckled, “It suits you, you fit in well with everyone.”

You scrunched up your nose in mock insult, “You saying I look like a snob?”

“You do in that dress.” He joked, poking your ribs, causing you to squeal and jump forward slightly into him involuntarily. Pilot laughed as he steadied you with both hands, suddenly stopping as he realised how close your faces were to one another. He could smell the peaches in your perfume.

You cleared your throat and stepped back when the bartender came to serve you. You both ordered fresh drinks and sat down at an empty table.

“So you spoken to Zack yet?” He asked, taking a long swig of his beer.

You shook your head, playing with the straw in your drink.

“No, I think I’ll give it a few days. But I probably should end it in person at least.”

Pilot nodded. A beat of comfortable silence passed as you both people watched.

Couples of all ages took to the dance floor, slow dancing lovingly with each other. It made sense really, almost everyone had brought their other halves, and there were only a small handful of singletons in your company.

Pilot watched you smiling as you gazed on the happy couples. He got up from his seat and extended his hand out for you to take.

“Oh, no way. We know how bad you are at dancing.” You gave him a stern look as you joked. He grinned at you, taking your hand and pulling you up.

“Come on Mrs Kelson, I think it’s time you gave your husband some attention.” He joked loudly. You flushed bright red and hissed at him to shush. Pilot laughed, and pulled you up against him once you reached the dance floor, one hand on his shoulder, his on your lower back, other hands on one another’s as he swayed you slowly back and forth.

“You’ve gotten better. Been practicing?” You questioned him.

“Yeah Jack and I love to slow dance in the living room. We’re romantic like that.” He joked. You smirked at him and rolled your eyes. You both moved gently to the music, and your eyes settled on one another while you did so.

Other couples flitted effortlessly around you, everyone’s eyes watching the sweet young couple now at the centre of the dance floor, dancing slower than everyone else, but your eyes were just on one another, not taking notice to everyone watching you.

“You look so beautiful, you really do.” He breathed, eyes half lidded and dark.

“You look pretty good yourself. I like this-“ you gestured to his slightly unbuttoned shirt, your fingers moving to gently stroke the uncovered skin without thinking.

Pilot let out a soft moan only you could hear over the music.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have-“ you pulled your fingers away and made to apologise but you were interrupted by Pilot squeezing your waist, as if to say it was ok. You smiled at him, your heart beating so hard you thought he’d be able to see it.

“That feels… nice.” He admitted, you grinned softly, and sheepishly moved your fingers back to his exposed chest, just underneath his collar bone. His skin was soft, and you traced the little bit of chest hair he had. When you looked back up at him, his mouth was slightly parted, his pupils were blown, and he was breathing heavily. His lips looked so soft.

“Pilot I-“ again you were interrupted, this time by the band switching to a lively song, and everyone started cheering. You quickly pulled away from one another and the little bubble you’d formed around yourself had burst.

For the rest of the evening, things felt slightly tense, and you and Pilot didn’t spend much time alone until he drove you back to your apartment at the end of the night, neither of you speaking about what had happened.

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- Part 3 Here -

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