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navybrat817 · 4 months ago

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Deep in the Woods: Part 3

Pairing: Soft!Dark Lumberjack!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Fic Summary: A relaxing getaway in the woods may become your permanent home when you catch the eye of a lumberjack.

Part 2 | Series Masterlist | Part 4

Chapter Summary: Tension is thick with you and Bucky as you two have lunch together.

Chapter Word Count: Over 4.2k

Chapter Warnings: DARK AU, bits of MCU canon, grumpy x sunshine trope, invasive behavior, bits of insecurity, sexual tension, kissing, reader ignores red flags like she's colorblind, Bucky Barnes (he's a warning, okay?), more warnings to come.

A/N: Next part of our lumberjack is here! ❤️ Beta read by the lovely @whisperlullaby, but any and all mistakes are my own. Bucky edit by the beautiful @nixakimbo. Divider by the talented @firefly-graphics . Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

Since Bucky already unpacked the food, you helped set everything on a couple of plates. He said he was starving, and you didn't want to keep him waiting. You also didn’t know what kind of plans he had for the rest of the day. He could eat what you brought and send you on your way if he wished.

“This really does look delicious,” he commented, helping you carry everything to the dining room. “Especially the cookies.”

“I hope you like them,” you smiled, setting your plate on one end of the table. “Oh, thanks,” you added when he pulled the chair out for you.

“Did your ex not pull your chair out for you?” he asked, a hint of bitterness coming out when he said “ex”, but you may have been projecting.

You also swore you felt his fingers brush your shoulders when you sat down, but the touch faded immediately. “Why do you ask?”

“You just seem surprised that I did that,” he replied, taking his own seat across the table.

“Oh. Well. He did it from time to time,” you said. Some considered it to be an outdated gesture, but you always thought it was sweet. Your ex did it at the beginning of the relationship, but that quickly faded. That should’ve been a sign that it wasn’t meant to last. No one should ever stop trying or caring in a relationship. “It’s nice that you do that.”

“Time to time. What kind of boyfriend is that?” he muttered like he hadn't heard the last thing you said, taking a large bite of his food. “A lot of men today don’t know how to treat a woman. Bet he never took you dancing or dressed up for you either.”

Your eyebrows shot up. The bitterness surprised you, but it didn’t upset you. There was no reason to defend your ex, and Bucky came from a different time. You were sure he treated women well and they likely felt lucky to date him.

“No, he didn’t really dress up for me or take me out dancing,” you confirmed. The more you thought about it, the more you wondered why you settled. Was it what you thought you deserved? “Which is fine since he wasn't really a good dancer.”

“I'm a good dancer,” he blurted out before he cleared his throat. “At least, I used to be.”

“I’ll bet you still are,” you smiled softly. He didn't quite smile back, but there was a tug in the corner of his mouth. It did break your heart a little to wonder when he last danced with someone he cared about. To be fair, you knew nothing about his dating history. It could’ve been years ago or recent. “Though most dancing today is just…”

“Grinding,” he finished for you, licking a bit of the food from his lips.

You swallowed your bite hard, proud of yourself for not choking. Picturing Bucky grinding wasn’t the best thing to do while eating. “Wow, did you make this table?” you asked. A change of topic was good, and if he caught on he didn’t call you out on it. Plus he mentioned that he made some of his own furniture. That was a safe and natural topic to discuss.

“I did,” he answered, running a hand along the table top. “One of the first things I made.”

“It’s gorgeous,” you smiled. He really had a talent, and he could probably sell furniture if he really wanted to.

“Thanks,” he smiled gently. “Not just for the compliment, but coming over. It's…” He tapped a finger on the table. “It’s really nice having company.”

You glanced around. There was a bench on both sides of the table instead of chairs, and it was easy for you to imagine his friends and members of the Avengers gathered around for a nice meal. But how often did that happen?

“I’m not much company,” you said before remembering he didn’t like you self-depracting. “But thanks for inviting me over. That was nice of you to do that.”

He leaned forward in his seat, his eyes locked deeply with yours. What was it about his stare that made you want to duck your head? Was it because he seemed to look right through you? “I think you’re great company,” he said, bringing a small smile to your face. “In fact, I think you should stay here with me.”

You blinked a few times. “I should… stay? You want me to stay here?” you asked. Exactly how long did he want you to stay?

“Yeah, after lunch. We can hang out for a bit longer and talk. Maybe play a game,” he suggested, finishing the food on his plate before he grabbed a cookie. “Unless you have somewhere else to be or have other plans?”

“I don’t really have anywhere to be,” you said. It wasn't like you had any plans either. Any excuse you came up with would've sounded lame if you tried. Spending more time there before you went back to your cabin wouldn't be so bad. “What games do you have?”

Bucky didn't answer since he bit into the cookie. With a groan he watched you watching him as he devoured the treat, making sure to eat up every single morsel. He licked his fingers and lips clean once he finished and you had to press your legs together, which did nothing to relieve the sudden heat there.

If that was how he ate a cookie, how did he eat… No, it wasn't good to let your mind wander.

“Y-You like them?” you asked, your voice breathier than normal.

“Like them? Do you have any idea how delicious your cookies are?” he rasped, the muscles rippling in his right arm as he helped himself to another. “So fucking sweet. Could just eat you up.”

The wave of heat flowed up to your neck. “I’m sorry?” you asked.

“Could just eat them up,” he replied.

“Oh, right.” Of course, he was talking about the cookies, and you hadn't heard him correctly.

“I went years without dessert,” he said almost more to himself than you, but he continued to stare when he finished his second. “Didn’t realize how much I missed it until I didn’t have it.”

Your heart went out to him. If you ever wanted a treat, you had the privilege to buy one or get the ingredients to make them yourself. He didn’t have either option and that wasn’t by choice. What he had to endure, at least the information you were privy to, you wouldn’t wish upon your worst enemy.

“You’re more than welcome to eat the entire plate if you’d like,” you offered, chewing your lip as you thought more about it. “And, you know, if there’s something you’d really like or if you have a favorite treat or dessert, maybe I can bake it for you?”

“You’d do that?” He looked touched before his cheek twitched. “Even after I was an ass to you and you already made lunch for me once?”

“Well, you weren’t a complete ass to me and this lunch was for both of us,” you teased a little. “And I really don’t mind. I like to cook and bake.”

“Yet you do data entry,” he deadpanned.

You shrugged. “Data entry is a job that helps me pay my bills, and that’s why I do it. Nothing more.”

“So, you wouldn’t miss it if you ever had the chance to quit?” he asked curiously.

“I mean, I might miss it if I don’t have something else lined up, but it isn’t exactly a dream job. I don’t know if I actually have a dream job, but I could never be a professional baker or cook because those are things I love to do, and I want to keep enjoying them without pressure added to them,” you said. You respected people who went for their dreams, but you felt like doing those hobbies as a job would somehow taint them for yourself. Doing them for fun and spoiling those close to you made you happier.

“That makes sense. You want to keep the purity of it,” he said. You had to agree with that. “You know, I did offer to let you use my kitchen while you’re in the area. Maybe you can bake for me here or we can bake something together.”

Lunch and meeting his cat. Playing games. Baking together. Bucky must’ve been desperate for the company if he wanted you to hang out with him. What other explanation was there? “That would be nice,” you smiled. Using his kitchen would be amazing.

“But we can figure out what to make together later. You asked about games.” He licked his fingers again with a hum and you almost looked away. “I have a deck of cards, or I have stuff like checkers, chess, or Scrabble.”

Plenty of games for two. “I’m fine with…” you stopped talking when fur brushed against your leg, making you giggle. “Hey, Alpine.”

Bucky smiled softly. “Al, let her be.”

“Oh, she’s fine,” you smiled, reaching down to pet her. She was a sweet cat. “Is she strictly an indoor cat or does she ever go on walks or anything with you?”

“I carry her or put her in my coat if we venture away from the house. Not because I think she’ll run off, but because of some of the other animals in the woods. I don't want her to get hurt or worse.”

“That makes sense.” Your heart ached at the thought of something taking Alpine away, but it warmed at the image of the burly man carrying her around in his coat. “You said you came out to the woods with her. Did it take her a bit to get used to the place?”

He nodded. “It was a little bit of an adjustment, but she loved it once she got used to it,” he said, resting back in his chair and observing you as you ate. “I don't think she’d ever want to go back to the city since she loves this place so much. She has everything she needs here.”

Something flickered in his eyes and you weren't sure why his tone sounded strange. It was almost as if he was trying to convince you and himself that she loved it there. “Well, as long as she’s happy and you're happy and the place feels like home, that’s what matters, right?”

“Right,” he whispered.

“Though I imagine it must get a little lonely since you're so far from the city,” you commented, wishing you hadn't said so. He wanted to get away after the rough mission he experienced and didn’t need you commenting on his possible loneliness.

“It can be,” he said, leaning his arms on the table and gazing at you. “But it isn’t so lonely right now.”

“No, it isn’t,” you said, the conversation you had with Kenna popping up in your mind. Maybe he was lonely and you were, too, and he was still shirtless and he could make you forget that loneliness for a short while and help with your sexual frustration and… something was stopping you from going there. “I guess it's too bad I won't be around after a couple of weeks,” you smiled sadly.

Bucky frowned and abruptly stood up from his chair. “I’m getting another drink,” he said, his voice a quiet rumble. “You want one?”

You frowned a little, too, when you saw his eye twitch. Did your comment somehow upset him? “Sure, thanks,” you replied, watching him grab both glasses and walk out with heavy steps.

You sighed once he was out of sight. For a second you wanted to believe that Bucky was giving you an opening, but you didn’t take it. But what if you hit on him in return and flirting with you wasn’t his intention at all? How awkward would that be if he turned you down or told you to leave? You’d have to hide out in your cabin for the rest of your trip.

If Kenna were there she’d tell you to get out of your head.

Alpine brought your attention to her with a small purr, brushing against your leg again. “You really like it out here, huh?” you asked, giving her another pet. “I can see why. It’s beautiful, peaceful. Don't have to worry about noisy neighbors and traffic and crowds.” You paused and giggled. “But I guess you never had to worry about traffic and crowds. Only Bucky did.”

“Not anymore.”

You jolted when Bucky set your drink down. You hadn’t heard him come back in. At least he wasn't frowning anymore. “Sorry. I was just-”

“It’s fine. I talk to her, too,” he said, nodding to your plate. “You haven't finished your food.”

“Oh, I think I was just caught up in our conversation,” you said, going back to eating.

Instead of taking his seat at the head of the table he took a seat on the bench to your left. Alpine hopped in his lap and he rubbed her head, but he kept his eyes on you. “The bowl of stew you had yesterday was a small helping, too. Do you not eat enough?”

You coughed when you took your next bite and his hand went to your back since he was close enough. His hand was huge. Warm. Why were you thinking about that? “I eat plenty,” you defended yourself after you took a drink. He didn't remove his hand. “Three meals a day and snacks in between.”

“Sorry. That was rude of me to ask that way,” he said, slowly pulling his hand away. “Just making sure you're taken care of since you’re out here all by yourself.”

“It's okay.” The question surprised you, but you weren't at all angry or put off. It was actually kind of sweet that your well-being mattered. “But you don’t have to worry about me. Unless it involves chopping firewood, I can take care of myself.”

He raised an eyebrow like he didn’t quite believe you. “I know all about taking care of myself, but it’s tough some days having to go it alone,” he said, watching meticulously as you worked on finishing up your plate. “You shouldn't have to.”

Your well-being wasn't Bucky’s responsibility as flattering as it was that he cared. But the fact that a virtual stranger cared more about your safety or if you ate enough more than some who knew you for ages hurt. It shouldn’t matter, but it did. And once your getaway was over, you’d be back in the city and back to your routine and Bucky would be back to his routine, too.

“It is tough some days,” you agreed. That was why you wanted to have a good and caring partner to lean on so you could ask for help if and when you needed it. What you got instead was a cheater, but you were better off. “You shouldn't have to go it alone either. No one should,” you said, deflecting a bit so you didn’t focus on your thoughts and feelings.

Bucky sitting so close and watching you made it hard to think properly. Taking your next breath didn't feel natural either. The short time you spent together hadn't accustomed you to his lingering stares or being the center of his attention. It was a lot. Not bad, just a lot.

He hummed once you ate your last bite and took your plate for you. “We can play in the den.”

“You have a den, too?”

“Yeah. I almost thought the place was too big for me, but I like the space. Also has perfect lighting when I read,” he said.

“That’s really nice,” you smiled. It was also the perfect amount since he eventually wanted to have a family. “My apartment has this little nook where I curl up with a pillow and blanket when I read.”

“A reading nook,” he said, glancing behind him. “That’s not a bad idea.”

“Everyone should be comfortable while they’re reading,” you said, Alpine hot on your tail as Bucky led you to the den.

It wasn’t as large as the living room, but still spacious and it had the perfect small table for you two to sit and play a game. “How do you feel about Scrabble?” he asked.

“I’m semi-confident in my skills,” you said, tucking your legs beneath you when you sat down. “Do Sam and Steve like to play games?”

“They don’t mind them, but these games have been sitting here collecting dust,” he replied, bringing the game out. “Now I finally have a partner to play with.”

Your brows furrowed. You assumed one of his friends would play a game with him if they stopped by, but maybe they did other activities. “Well, I hope I’m a worthy opponent.”

“I’m sure you are, but I’m pretty good myself,” he said without a hint of bragging. “Winner picks the next game,” he added, more like a statement than a suggestion.

“Oh,” you said. He assumed you were staying for more than one game. You couldn’t exactly blame him since you confirmed you had no plans. “Yeah, okay. Winner picks the next game.”

He smiled triumphantly. “You’re not a sore loser, are you?”

“No,” you giggled, helping him set up the board. His fingers brushed yours when he handed you the letter pieces, tingles shooting down your spine. It was sad how starved you felt for some affection, and it felt selfish to indulge. But was it selfish when he was single and so were you? “Are you?”

“I try not to be,” he said, taking a seat to your left again instead of across from you. “Either way it’s a win though.”

“Yeah? How’s that?”

“Because even if I don’t win this game, we’re still going to play another and there’s a chance I’ll win that.”

You tried not to smile. “That’s a good way to look at it.”

“I imagine that’s how you look at things,” he said, tilting his head. “A little bit brighter than most.”

You froze. Kenna said something similar yesterday. “I’m sorry, what did you say you did after you left yesterday?” you asked curiously.

“Spent most of the day and evening inside. It was uneventful. Why?”

“No reason,” you smiled. There was no way he was by your cabin after he left yesterday. No possible way. It was silly to even think that for a moment.

“You asked for a reason,” he said. “Why?”

“Well, I was chatting with a friend just outside of the cabin yesterday and I thought-”

“You thought what? That I was hanging around and eavesdropping?” he asked, your eyes rounding at the bite in his tone. It was reminiscent of when he discovered you attempting to chop firewood.

“No!” Why had you opened your mouth? “I just heard a couple of noises like branches snapping, but it was probably an animal or something. I don’t really know the surroundings here.”

He nodded after a moment. “There are animals in the woods, so it’s good to be on guard if you’re sitting outside. One of the reasons I have a security system is so I can see all angles outside of the place,” he said, his shoulders relaxing. “Sorry if I sounded upset. I just…” His jaw clenched. “I thought this was going well, but you’re scared of me just like everyone else.”

Your face fell and his apology didn’t make the guilt you felt go away. If anything, you felt worse. Things were going well, and you blew it. “No, I’m sorry, and I’m not scared of you, Bucky.”

“You’re not?” he asked, his eyes boring into yours.

“I’m not,” you answered. You had no reason to be scared. If he wanted to hurt you or do anything else, he would’ve done so already. “But if you want me to go-”

He grabbed your wrist before you could move. “Stay,” he whispered, sliding his hand down to grip yours. It was a strong grip, but it didn’t hurt.

“You want me to stay?” you asked. A gorgeous hero wanted to spend time with you. He really was as desperate for your company as you were for his. But it had to be because you were the only person nearby, right?

“Yeah.” He nodded to the table. “I mean, we already went through the trouble of setting up the game,” he said, his voice lighter.

You smiled a little. It was a good sign that he wasn’t kicking you out. “You did,” you agreed, not pulling your hand away. It felt nice.

“And maybe the overall winner can pick dinner instead of another game. Could be something simple. I have plenty of stuff here to make.”

“Dinner? Wait, I’m staying for dinner?” you asked, confused. He hadn’t mentioned anything about dinner tonight. “I thought I was heading back to the cabin after a couple of games.”

“Why would you do that? I thought we were having fun,” he said, tilting his head. “What, you’d rather eat alone?”

“Oh, I am having fun, and I don’t want to eat alone.” It has been a fun afternoon so far. It continued to surprise you that he wanted you around. “You sure you don’t mind? It’ll be dark after dinner, and I wouldn’t want you-”

“I don’t mind walking you back if it’s dark. I’d prefer that, actually.”

“Okay,” you smiled. Dinner would be nice. “And I want you to remember what you said earlier because when I win so you can’t act grumpy.”

“You think I'm grumpy?” he teased, complete with a grumpy stare.

“From the short time I’ve known you, you do give off grumpy vibes,” you teased back, the tension fading away.

“I’m an old man. I think I’ve earned my right to be grumpy,” he said, carefully looking over his letters.

“Well, you don’t look like an old man,” you said. Not with the way he was built. “You look really good,” you added, feeling the need to do so.

His thumb moved along your hand and you weren’t sure if he was doing it intentionally or not. “Glad you like what you see,” he said in a low voice, his eyes flickering to yours.

Before you could concentrate on the heat spreading in your body, he went back to the letters and carefully placed his tiles on the board. The room remained silent when he set the last tile down and you tried not to react when you read the word. It was almost impossible not to, especially with how he kept rubbing his thumb along your hand.

QUIVER

“Quiver.” You swallowed a little. “So, that’s 18 points. I guess I have my work cut out for me, huh?”

Your eyes stayed on the board when he moved a little closer, feeling the warmth that rolled off his body. He wasn’t lying when he said he ran warm. “I guess so,” he murmured.

Clearing your throat, you tried to concentrate on choosing a decent word. You couldn’t think of anything spectacular, and you were blaming that on Bucky since he was so close. You felt his eyes on you, too, and you dared to sneak another glance at him. He looked like he was two seconds away from devouring you. And you wanted him to.

“Fuck it,” you whispered, leaning in and pressing your lips against his.

It wasn’t a passionate kiss or anything over the top. Just a soft, chaste kiss to test the waters, to break the tension that you were certain at this point both of you felt. He didn’t kiss you back since you pulled away before he could, but he leaned forward like he was chasing your lips. And he refused to let you look away when he opened his eyes, cupping your cheek and silently demanding that you stare back at him.

If he looked like he wanted to devour you before…

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, your heart racing when he brought his metal hand to your face, too.

“I’m not,” he whispered back, slowly leaning in.

A flash of lightning nearby illuminated the woods outside the window followed by a roll of thunder that made you jump back before he could kiss you, your heart racing again as the sudden sound of raindrops followed. “It’s raining?” you asked. You didn’t know it was going to storm today.

“Yeah,” he said. He didn’t seem to care at all since he was too busy staring at your mouth. “Supposed to rain through the rest of the afternoon and part of the evening, so it’s a good thing you’re here with me.”

“Oh. Yeah,” you said. There was no way you’d make it back to the cabin without getting caught in the storm, but that was the last thing on your mind when his thumb moved over your lips.

“What’s wrong? Were you scared I’d kick you out? Make you get all wet?” he rumbled, your breath hitching when he slid one hand to the back of your neck. “You don’t need to go outside to get wet for me.”

“Bucky,” you gasped.

His lips skimmed yours before he pulled away. “But why don’t we try to finish our game?” he suggested, your mouth falling open. “We’ll see who breaks first.”

Moving fast! Our poor girl. To be fair, this was meant to be a romantic vacation for her, and I'd ignore the red flags if a shirtless Bucky was paying attention to me. So, which one is going to break first? What do we think will happen next? Love and thanks for reading! ❤️

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gracie-eilish · 4 months ago

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hiii, can i request something about billie x reader who's also a singer, where there was a lot of speculation online whether we're dating or not, and then we confirm our relationship by being cute together as a couple at the grammys 🥺

where’s the trophy? (she just comes running over to me)

For months, people have speculated. Fans have dissected every glance, every touch, every lingering moment caught on camera between you and Billie. The internet has been ablaze with theories, some more ridiculous than others, but you and Billie have stayed quiet, letting the world wonder. There won’t be a grand announcement tonight, no rehearsed statements or interviews. You won’t have to say a word. The way she looks at you, the way she stays close, the way her touch lingers—that will say enough.

The suite is quiet when Billie walks in, her damp hair messy from the shower, her oversized t-shirt hanging loose on her frame. She grins the second she sees you, something playful glinting in her eyes, and you know she’s up to something.

You glance at her suspiciously. “What?”

“What?” she echoes innocently, strolling over to the couch across from you. She flops down, stretching her arms overhead with a sigh. “Nothing.”

You narrow your eyes. “You have that face.”

“What face?”

“That face,” you say, pointing at her smirk. “The one that means you’re about to annoy me.”

Billie gasps dramatically, pressing a hand to her chest. “Wow. Wow. Can’t a girl just adore her girlfriend in peace?”

You roll your eyes, biting back a smile. “You’re laying it on real thick this morning.”

She hums, tilting her head. “Well, today is a special day. And I think I should start it by telling my very special person how very much I adore them.”

Before you can respond, she pats the seat next to her. “Come here. I need to butter you up before glam.”

You huff, pretending to be annoyed, but you get up anyway, letting her pull you into her lap. She wraps her arms around your waist, her chin resting on your shoulder as she sighs dramatically.

“You’re so pretty,” she murmurs, her lips brushing your neck.

Your face heats instantly. “Billie—”

“Mm-mm.” She tightens her grip. “Let me have my moment. My girlfriend is so pretty. Prettiest girl in the world, actually.”

You groan, trying to squirm away, but she holds on tighter, grinning against your skin. “Prettiest girl in the world when you wake up,” she continues. “Prettiest girl in the world when you’re rolling out of bed, prettiest girl in the world when—”

You slap a hand over her mouth. “I get it.”

She just grins against your palm, eyes twinkling, before playfully licking your hand. You yelp, pulling away, and she cackles, victorious.

Her antics don’t stop when the glam team arrives. As your makeup artist applies your lipstick, Billie leans in, her breath warm against your ear. “I’m gonna kiss that off later.”

Your face burns as the makeup artist giggles, and you shoot Billie a glare. She just winks, completely unrepentant.

By the time you’re slipping into your dress, you think she might have gotten all the teasing out of her system. But when you step out, Billie freezes.

She had been mid-sentence, talking to someone in the room, but the moment she turns and sees you, whatever she was saying dies on her lips. Her mouth parts slightly, her eyes trailing over you like she’s trying to commit every detail to memory.

You shift under her gaze. “What?”

She doesn’t answer at first. Just shakes her head slightly, blinking like she’s trying to process. Then, slowly, she steps forward, her hands reaching for yours. When she speaks, her voice is softer, almost in awe.

“You are—” She exhales, shaking her head again. “I don’t even have a word for how beautiful you are.”

Your breath catches.

Her fingers trace up your arm, over your shoulder. She leans in, her voice dropping to a whisper. “You know how hard it’s gonna be for me not to kiss you every five seconds tonight?”

A small smile tugs at your lips. “Who says you can’t?”

Billie’s eyes darken just slightly, her lips curling into a smirk. “Don’t tempt me.”

From the moment you step onto the red carpet, the world takes notice.

It’s not just about the way you both look—though you know you make a stunning pair—it’s the way Billie never strays too far. The way she keeps a hand on your waist, the way she makes sure you’re always in the frame with her. If a photographer calls your name, she turns too. If you shift slightly, she gently guides you back with the lightest touch.

Inside the venue, it doesn’t stop.

At your table, her hand rests on your thigh, her fingers absentmindedly tracing small circles. She leans in to whisper in your ear, even when there’s no real reason to. When you laugh, she watches you like it’s the only thing in the world that matters.

And when your category is announced, Billie’s grip on your hand tightens.

The moment they say your name, she’s the first one out of her seat, cheering so loudly you nearly laugh as you make your way to the stage. But when you come back, she doesn’t just hug you—she wraps herself around you, arms locked tight around your waist, lifting you slightly off the ground as she spins you in a small circle.

The crowd roars.

And then, without hesitation, she presses a kiss to your cheek.

You don’t have to check social media to know what’s happening. You can already picture the reaction. The headlines. The GIFs. The tweets.

And yet, the only thing that matters is the way Billie looks at you when you sit back down. The way her hand finds yours again, her thumb brushing gently against your skin. The way she leans in, her voice low.

“My superstar,” she murmurs.

And in that moment, you don’t care about the cameras, the speculation, the headlines. You don’t care that the internet is exploding.

All that matters is that she’s here.

And that, finally, the world can see what you’ve always known—you and Billie were never really hiding.

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bittersuitekim · 2 months ago

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Her

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You knew you would never compare to her but Billie’s friend Eissy did but always made sure you knew it every time especially if you were around when billie would bring you to her friend group when they would all get together to hangout.

You tried, and tried to make yourself feel like you’re enough for Billie and she would soon replace you but you couldn’t.

You’ve done changes but wasn’t sure if billie noticed but sooner or later she did. She always did but Billie was waiting and seeing how far it got and if you would communicate with her on what’s going on and how you were truly feeling.

Especially tonight when billie got invited for a group hangout but you didn’t know if eissy would be there but you were afraid billie would question if you asked if she would be there.

You were finishing up getting ready for dinner at a restaurant that Billie’s friend group planned and Billie wanted you to be there with her.

You were middle of doing your hair when Billie came in your guys shared bedroom wrapping her arms around your waist and Billie’s wearing an oversized white FTP Osiris tee with a light wash baggy jeans and a green bandana under a dark green cap and converse from Billie Eilish X Converse line collaboration Billie did with converse.

She began placing soft kisses on your neck, distracting you as you softly giggled and said, “Stop, baby,” trying to finish styling your hair into two cute long braids.

Billie smiled against your skin and whispered, “I can’t stop, baby—you look so beautiful.”

You smiled and turned around and kissed her and Billie kissed back with a smile on her face before pulling back

“I like your hair like that,” she said softly, her eyes meeting yours in the mirror.

You froze for half a second. “Yeah?”

She nodded. “Been liking all the little changes lately. Just didn’t want to say anything too soon.”

You laughed, a little breathless. “I wasn’t sure you noticed.”

“I notice everything about you,” she said, more serious now. Her hands tightened slightly around your waist. “But I’ve also noticed you’ve been quiet. Distant. Like your smile’s been rehearsed.”

“Baby I promise it’s nothing just been feeling down but it’s nothing too serious.” You said softly

“Are you sure? I’m always here for you mamas, I love you always.” Billie said.

“Yes, I’m sure baby and I love you too more than anything.” You said smiling and kissing her and Billie kissing back with a smile.

“We should get going before I jump on you and we never get to leave.” Billie chuckled giving your waist a squeeze but you thought that was a better idea but you didn’t say anything and nodded with a smile.

The car ride to the restaurant was quiet, the kind of silence thick with unspoken thoughts. Billie held your hand tightly, but you could feel the tension simmering beneath her calm exterior. The streets blurred past, city lights flickering against the window, but all you could think about was what was waiting for you inside.

When you both arrived, the restaurant was full of chatter and laughter. Glasses clinking, silverware tapping against plates, and familiar voices filled the room with warmth. Billie looked at you with a loving smile and gave your hand a gentle squeeze before guiding you to the long table where her friends were already seated.

As always, Eissy was there front and center, laughing a little too loudly, dressed effortlessly in something you’d never feel brave enough to wear. She gave Billie a tight hug, eyes flicking to you with that familiar look a mix of challenge and jealousy.

“Wow, you actually brought her again,” Eissy said bitterly, not even pretending to whisper. “You’re brave.”

A few of the others chuckled awkwardly, and Billie shot Eissy a look, but she didn’t say anything. Not yet. You just smiled weakly and sat beside Billie, pretending it didn’t bother you.

But it did

The whole dinner felt like a game of silent jabs. Every time you spoke, Eissy interrupted. Every time you leaned toward Billie, Eissy always found a way to pull her attention back. You stayed quiet, trying to keep your composure, trying not to ruin the night for Billie.

Later on the night you decided to join Odessa and Zoe's conversation who included you in it and you relaxed and grateful for the distraction from how you were actually feeling.

But then dessert came

Billie had leaned in to whisper something sweet to you something that finally made you feel seen, wanted, safe but Eissy cut in, loud and sharp.

“Didn’t know you were into the clingy type, Billie. Since when do you go for girls who act like they’re on a trial run for being your shadow?”

The whole table went silent.

Your stomach dropped. You blinked, unsure if you actually heard that right. Billie stared at Eissy, and her jaw tensed.

“That’s enough,” Billie said flatly. But you were already done.

You stood up quietly and walked away from the table, out into the night. The cold air hit your skin like a slap, but it was nothing compared to what you felt inside.

Billie caught up with you at the car, grabbing your hand before you could get in. “Babe, wait—” Billie spoke.

“You just let her do that,” you said, voice shaking with tears in your glossy eyes.

“I didn’t let her—” billie said

“You didn’t stop her either.” you interrupted billie before she could finish speaking up.

Billie sighed, frustrated. “I did. I told her to stop.”

“You told her after she humiliated me in front of everyone. Like it was a joke. Like I’m a joke.” You pulled your hand away. “I told you she does this. I told you how it makes me feel.”

“She’s my friend! What do you want me to do, cut her off?” Billie raises her voice slightly.

You stared at her. “No. I want you to choose me, billie. I want you to stand up for me. Not once have you actually defended me until it’s already too late.”

The car ride back was silent. But this time, it wasn’t thick with unspoken things—it was hollow, tense, empty.

When you got home, the front door had barely clicked shut before it exploded again.

“You’re mad at me for not jumping to your defense fast enough, but do you know how hard it is to be in the middle of this?” Billie said, kicking her shoes off hard.

“No, Billie. I don’t. Because I’ve never made you feel like you’re not enough. I’ve never stood by and let someone you love treat you like that.” Your voice cracked. “You always talk about how you notice everything but you don’t see how much this hurts me.” you said with your voice cracking and shaking even more shaky and tears falling down your cheeks.

“I do see it! But I’m trying to keep the peace. You think I like being stuck between you and someone I’ve known since I was fourteen?” Billie said defensively, trying to make you see her point.

“I’m not asking you to choose between us. I’m asking you to have my back when people treat me like I’m disposable. Like I’m temporary.”

Billie ran a hand through her hair, pacing. “You think you’re temporary? Is that what all these changes have been about? Trying to be someone else so I won’t leave?”

You looked at her, tears brimming while speaking. “Yeah. Because I already feel like I’m losing you, Billie. One comment at a time, I feel like our relationship is going downhill.”

Billie stopped, her expression softening, but her voice still tense. “I never asked you to change.”

“No. But you didn’t stop the people who made me feel like I had to.” you said trying to keep composure.

The room went silent again. But it wasn’t peaceful. It was heavy. Loaded.

Billie sat down on the edge of the bed, elbows on her knees, head in her hands.

“I’m sorry,” she finally said, voice low. “I should’ve said more. I should’ve done more.”

You sat next to her, but didn’t speak. Not yet.

Because apologies were a start but they weren’t always enough.

You sat beside her, but the space between you felt miles wide like the connection between you both is slipping away.

Billie stared at the floor like it held all the answers she didn’t have. You wiped at your eyes, trying to steady your breath, but your heart still felt like it was crumbling slowly in your chest.

“I don’t want to keep doing this,” you said quietly.

Billie looked up. “Doing what?”

“This. Fighting. Feeling like I’m walking on eggshells around your friends. Around you.” you said a little more calmly.

Her jaw tensed again before speaking. “You’re not walking on eggshells around me, Mamas.”

“Aren’t I?” Your voice is sharp now especially hearing billie calling you that nickname that always makes you fold. “You think I don’t notice how different you are when you’re around them? How can you barely look at me unless we’re alone? Like you’re trying to pretend I’m not there.”

“That’s not fair,” Billie said, standing. “You’re twisting it.”

“No, I’m just finally saying it out loud, Billie.” you shot back, standing too. “I’ve felt it for months, Billie. I’ve watched you laugh harder at Eissy’s stupid jokes than you ever do with me. I’ve watched you let her disrespect me while you stay silent. And it’s killing me, Billie. It’s killing me.”

Billie looked like she wanted to deny it. Wanted to argue. But she didn’t.

Instead, she turned away, hands tugging at the roots of her hair in frustration. “You don’t get it.”

“Then help me get it,” you said, tears slipping freely down your face now. “Because I’m exhausted, Billie. I’m exhausted trying to hold onto someone who doesn’t fight for me.”

Billie turned back, her eyes glassy. “You think I’m not fighting for you? I’ve given you everything—”

“No, you haven’t,” you cut in, voice trembling. “You’ve given me pieces. Scraps. Just enough to keep me from walking away but never enough to feel safe. I have to convince myself every day that I’m worth staying for and that’s not love, Billie. That’s survival.”

Silence.

She didn’t speak. Didn’t move. And that silence? That silence hurt more than anything Eissy ever said.

You shook your head, chest aching. “I changed everything trying to be someone you’d finally see. And you still didn’t.”

“I did,” Billie said quietly, almost a whisper. “I just didn’t know how to say the right thing. I didn’t want to make it worse.”

“It already is worse,” you said. “And the worst part? I don’t even know who I am anymore when I’m with you.”

Billie’s lips parted like she wanted to stop you, like she wanted to fix it but nothing came out.

So you walked past her.

Not out the door.

Not yet.

But into the bathroom, shutting the door behind you because you needed a moment. Because if she wasn’t going to fight for you right now, then you had to fight for yourself even if it meant breaking in the process.

Divider credits: @bernardsbendystraws

a/n: Finally got this done! I’m so proud of this story but I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did when writing this!

Part 2?? maybe or maybe not..

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piastri-fvx · 6 months ago

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In her comments. Lando Norris

Pairing: Lando Norris x Singer!reader, social media fic

Summary: When Lando Norris's pining after a popular singer finally gets noticed by her.

Word Count: 854

Face claim: sabrina carpenter & pictures of girls from pinterest!!

Disclaimer/s: None! just fluff

Authors Note: this is my first time writing a story, so sorry if it's not that good :))) English is also not my first language, so sorry if there's any spelling/grammar mistakes!! hope u enjoy!!

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lunatf-ao3 · 1 month ago

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Hi I was wondering if I could request smut with Optimus and a female human? He’s concerned with hurting her due to the major difference in size but she tells him she can handle it. And something with mass displacement, maybe?

SWEET FEAR

Optimus Prime/Human!Reader

[⚠︎]: nsfw, size difference

Yesss!!

Optimus looks down at you from above, hiding nerves in a serious expression. Your smooth body presented itself to him, exposing you as you unwrapped yourself from your clothes, giving him a beautiful show.

Not that he dislikes you, on the contrary, his spark jumps with excitement at the scene. Your tender flesh, your sweet parts, your body... So small.

He sighed. Small body, the fact bothered him. He was big, hard and strong, different from you, so vulnerable and small. The thought of hurting you, whether by accident was....

"Are you sure about this?"

"I told you I am! Optimus, don't worry." Peeling off the last layer of clothing, you approach him, listening to his doubts a tenth time. Your optics gleam at the sight.

"But you are so delicate and so small..." One of his servos goes between your legs to stroke your wet sex from your tiny hole to your clitoris, collecting a bit of the sticky fluid in its flat digit. "One wrong move and I could hurt you."

You shudder, before smiling. "Are you afraid of impaling me?"

"Do not say that. I had hate to risk hurting you in any way, maybe I am too big for you-"

You shut him up. "No. I can handle this, okay? Trust me, I will handle it great!"

Optimus hesitated. "...I trust you."

You almost smiled in victory.

Almost.

"But what if your vagina cannot handle the stretch?"

"Oh, shut up already." You moan, reaching up to stroke her servo. "Please trust that I will be fine."

"Optimus continued with doubt in his expression.

"For me?"

"...Very well. Please let me know if you feel unwell or if you wish to stop."

"Got it, boss!" you croon, throwing yourself on your back on the bed to wait for him. You watch his frame shift and retract, getting smaller until he's nine feet. Great, you think to yourself, what would it feel like to be smaller?

Optimus crawls towards you, towering over your reclining figure before gently touching you. His optics reflect pure adoration and his digits caress you like the softest silk, moving across your breasts, down to your belly and ending at your thighs. He also caressed them, lifting them up and spreading your legs to see your wet sex.

"Beautiful." He murmured, releasing his spike.

His fingers sinking into your tender skin, pulling you closer with a gentle tug. His spike rested between your labia, brushing against your clit.

"Wow..." you hum, it's certainly bigger than you thought, enough to not quite make it all the way inside you.

"We can stop if you wish."

"I'm telling you no!"

"Very well.." He picked up a bottle of lube stored in his subspace, applying a considerable amount to his length. "Are you ready?"

"Get it in now."

"Patience."

With a gentleness befitting him, Optimus lined up his spike with your wet entrance, thrusting gently. He struggles a bit at your entrance, the pressure intense and a little uncomfortable.

Still, you refuse to say anything. It hurts a little, feeling your carte stretch to accommodate him. The metal is cold and terribly hard.

"Are you feeling all right?"

"Y-Yep! Keep going!" you cheer, to which Optimus complies. His much larger servos wrap around your thighs as he pushes. Gradually the pain mixes with the pleasure of his thickness stimulating your walls. The discomfort is still there, but on a smaller scale.

When a little more of the tip was inside, Optimus paused a little, letting out a heavy exhale. "It is going to get a little bigger, please let me know if anything is wrong."

You nod and Optimus gets ready to continue, but this time he leaned in a little and made eye contact with you, bringing one of his servos to your pussy to gently rub your clit. He pushed just as gently, the difference being that this time you feel even more pressure and fullness, your insides making an extra effort to accommodate his spike.

You babble nervously from the sensation, it's like... A pleasurable tearing. His gaze on you fills you with nerves, probably looking to know from your expression that you're not lying to him.

Still, it seems pretty hot to you. Your expression becomes a little disorganized, letting out another heavy exhale.

"Please relax, you are.. squeezing me too hard..." You feel a few drops inside you, and you can see a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

"Ah?"

"You feel delicious." He almost grunted, but kept an even tone. "If you keep squeezing me like that, you will make me overload."

"Sorry." You tease awkwardly, to give in and try to relax. You lean back against some pillows as you feel your clit being stimulated. You look up at the ceiling, still the figure of Optimus towering over you, he is.... Large, quite large even with the mass displacement at the smallest he can be.

You don't know how he can even enter you, maybe it was because you prepared yourself with toys for weeks.

It feels good... It's not even half, but you already imagine yourself as a stuffed donut, stuffed with Optimus Prime's cock.

Hm...

He moves forward, touching every sweet spot in your tight walls, the sensation becoming overwhelming and pleasurable.

"Almost there, feel good?"

You nod, looking down to find there's a lump forming in your belly.

"Uh!!!!?!???" That startled you.

Optimus burst out of your insides in alarm at record speed, checking your dilated sex with concern. "Are you okay?? did I hurt you??? does it hurt?"

"I-I... There was a lump in my belly..."

Optimus pauses for a moment. "Oh."

He almost sighs in relief, and gives you a tired smile. "It is okay, sweet spark, it was my spike... I am sorry if it scared you, it is not a common occurrence, but it is not dangerous."

Ries. "Ah, cool."

"You scared me."

"It's okay, put it back in."

Optimus sighed, a little more nervous than before.

Your moans fill the room as Optimus rams you firmly, gripping your hips as he shuts you up with a kiss.

His spike touches every sweet spot inside you, leaving little drops of pre-transfluid along the way.

"Optimus.." you gasp in a broken voice, giving him a beautiful view of your tears of pleasure and the sweat running down your body.

"it's okay..." Optimus growled against your mouth, feeling his transfluid tanks quiver and his speed increase. Your own orgasm already staining the sheets, and you barely paid attention as the sweet leader rearranged your guts.

With a deep groan, Optimus releases inside you, painting your channel a bright magenta color. You sigh shakily, letting yourself rest between the pillows, exhausted and well filled.

Optimus leaves a trail of semen inside you before pulling out and finishing the rest on your soft belly. "Are you okay?"

"Better than ever..!" you gasp, slurring your words. Optimus just smiles.

"Please rest, I will clean you up."

#transformers x reader #transformers x human #transformers #transformers x reader smut #optimus prime x reader #optimus x reader #valveplug #tfp optimus prime #smut

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slut4menig · 9 months ago

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Guys my age

Paring: Luke Castellan x Curvy AphroditeFem! reader

Req: hii can you please write a prompt in which Luke is 19 and reader is 16 and he thinks the age gap is too much as doesn’t see her as anything more than the kid he is counselling, but she’s an Aphrodite child so she doesn’t mind the chase, you can make it smut or not iyw!! also do you maybe mind making the reader like chubby/curvy? i love your work!! 🫶🫶 - 💜 Anon

ofc u can be!!! also omg i actually kinda hate this but whatever… hope u enjoy!

Warnings: MDNI, big age gap, cursing, drinking, use of smoking, reader implied to be curvy

Luke Castellan, a 19-year-old at the infamous Camp Half-Blood, stood tall and pretty almost like a loyal dog, and that made it near impossible for anyone to resist his charm, he’d had a go at almost all of the girls at camp half-blood, including all of my beautiful half sisters.

His unruly curly brown hair framed his handsome face, and deep brown eyes, which seemed to look straight into my soul whenever he gave me a task, even something as simple as asking to clean my dorm, held a hint of mystery. A small scar on his upper cheek added an intriguing touch to his otherwise perfect appearance. Luke is the epitome of a golden boy, capturing the hearts and attention of girls of all ages, young and old.

I’m only 16, luke had never dare even batted an eye at me last year but this year, I came back to camp, determined for a chance to stare into those beautiful eyes and have it mean something for him too. Since last year, i’d started to… well develop. My body had formed into a nicer shape, i certainly grew into myself. My chest was definitely a lot bigger, I started using normal bras, no more training ones. My thighs were thick and beautiful, something many men wished to be suffocated with.

“hey gorgeous girl, you’ve certainly grown up” My half sister Silene winked at me, I only ever see her at camp and I was packing my stuff into my bed. I rolled my eyes and huffed at her.

“Silene seriously? i haven’t seen you in a year and that’s the best you’ve got?” I immediately hug the girl as she chuckles quite a bit at my sharp tongue, we all start talking to our other half siblings and that’s when one of them goes

“hey y/n, you do realise you’re now technically old enough to be going to the bonfire party?” my half sister smirked

The bonfire party was tradition, 16 and up campers, it involved heavy amounts of marijuana, alcohol and other illegal shit. It was an excuse for people to get drunk and hook up and deeply regret it the next morning or so i’ve heard. It’s almost like a “back to school” party but instead it’s back to camp. It happens on the one night that Chiron is away and Mr D is in charge, of course, you bribe him with some alcohol and suddenly everyone’s happy.

“yeah uhh i’ll go, we should start getting ready then i guess?” i say, a bit on edge of what’s about to happen.

As i’m getting ready, i’m being handed a black lacy corset top showing off my double d tits extremely well, i look in the mirror and smirk, this is one of those times i KNOW i looks good. I wore a mini skirt along with it, sure i looked like a slut but hey? what can you do?

I enter the Bonfire, the glow of the fire casually illuminating my face in a perfect light. In hand was a red solo cup with… tequila and some other concoction i’ve been handed, i take a sip and spot him. Luke Castellan, my camp counsellor and the man I was practically already on my knees for. He made his way over to me and looked me in the eyes.

“Y/n? wow you look… grown up” His eyes clearly wandered around my tits a lot more than they should’ve, and he almost looked as if he scolded his self for looking but i wanted him to, this whole outfit was for him

“oh yeah? in what way?” i smirked and slightly tilted my head, trying to seduce the boy infront of me

He cleared his throat and came back to eye contact “You’re uh.. you’re taller” no i wasn’t, it was a blatant lie, i hadn’t grown an inch over the year, i knew what he was talking about and smiled to myself about it.

“Let’s play truth or dare!” Luke and I both turn our heads to a very drunken silene who’s perched up on the table, some guy with his arms wrapped around her waist and mouth colliding with her jaw.

And who was anyone to say no to my beautiful sister? Soon everyone found themselves sitting in this circle, bottles of Tequila, Vodka, Whiskey, Jäger and other liquors in the middle of the circle, ready to be there for whoever backed down from a dare.

“Clarisse, truth or dare” An Apollo girl slurred, looking into clarisses eyes from across rhe circle. Clarisse smirked and in return took a sip of her drink.

“Dare” It wasn’t surprising, her choosing dare.

“I dare you, to kiss me” the apollo girl smirked at clarisse, they obviously had tension and clarisse made her way over and kissed her, passionately i might add. The entire circle cheered and cheered.

Clarisse suddenly averted her gaze to me, we’d been friends for a while now whenever I hung out with silene she would be there.

“y/n, truth or dare?” I felt myself nervously stare at her, a group of maybe 25 people waiting on my reply to this one simple question she’d asked. It wasn’t that hard of a question so i gave a simple answer.

“Dare” I wanted to play it safe, truth was too much for me right now, I knew it would end up in me having to tell a huge secret and I just wanted a casual night, nothing too crazy, which was why i was baffled as to what came out of Clarisses mouth next.

“I dare you to spend 7 minutes of heaven with the person you think is the hottest, and don’t try bullshit your way out of this lovebug” Clarisse was obviously feeling happy with herself, she was tipsy as one could be. Actually no, she was just shitfaced.

I felt my body begin to grow weak and i scanned my eyes across the room, except i found one thing. No matter how hard I looked around the room, my eyes were always drawn back to Luke castellan. The man himself.

“uhh luke…” I said, everyone cheered and Luke looked at me a bit confused as to why I’d chosen him. Nevertheless we walked into a secluded spot in the woods.

“Y/n I uh… why’d you pick me?” Luke looked at me as he leaned against a tree and i stood there looking up at him

“why not, they said to pick the hottest person there” I shrugged, trying to come off as nonchalant.

“You do realise you’re far too young for me, sweetheart?” Luke muttered at me in a deepish voice.

“I know but what did three years ever do to anyone?” I smirked, it was time for me to use the powers my mother gave me and capture this boys beautiful heart.

“Y/n i- i was- no! still am, your camp counsellor, you don’t think this is a little weird? you coming onto me.. I mean, you’re hot but” Luke said conflicted with his own thoughts at this point.

“Oh would you shut up castellan I saw you looking at my tits earlier, don’t act like you’re surprised i’m coming onto you” I smirked at him, giving him doe eyes and fluttering my lashes

“you’re such a brat, you know that? you need to shut up, it will get you killed someday, that pretty mouth of yours” Luke furrowed his brows and almost scolded me

“how about you make me shut up?” I wrapped my arms around his neck and whispered this seductively into his ear.

“oh I can think of a few ways” Suddenly I felt Luke’s warm tongue slip into my mouth, his deep kiss sending sparks to my pussy.

he pushes me against a tree, his hands roaming over my body possessively. “Fuck, you're so young and pretty, tell me, you ever fucked anyone?” Luke continued to say as he slipped his hands to the back bit of my corset top

“n-no, i’m all yours” i managed to breathe out, goosebumps trailing over my body from his cold hands unclasing my top.

His hands reach under my bra, feeling my soft skin. He leans in, kissing my neck, my collarbone, as his hands grope my breasts. His hot breath against my skin sends shivers down my spine. “that’s perfect pretty girl, let me take care of you okay?” luke then continued to kiss my forehead and unclasp my bra

He looks up at me, his eyes filled with desire. "You have no idea how much I want to fuck you right now," he says, his voice low and husky. He starts to slip his hand up my mini skirt, his hands shaking slightly. “I bet your pussy is so tight and wet...”

i groan at his words, whimpering at the boys touch. “I- do it…”

“I can’t, I can’t ruin something as perfectly innocent as you” Luke looked at me in the eyes, piercing me with his gaze

“i’m less innocent than you think you know” I trailed my hands to unbutton his jeans and i watch his eyes widen

“what did you lie on your book log in elementary school?” he chuckled trying to distract himself from his hard on being revealed

“yknow i hump my pillow most nights wishing it was your dick” i whispered in his ear, i could feel the head flush on his face as his erection was poking into my thigh.

“fuck… pretty girl… that’s so hot, i wanna fuck you senseless, show you what a man is” he collided his lips to my collarbone and sloppily kissed it, his hands making his way to my soaked panties, rubbing it through them

“all soaked for me, pretty?” he looked up at me as i nodded, biting my lip to hold back a moan. I felt him slide my underwear off and crouch down, i felt the warmth of his hot breath against my sticky wet pussy, his tongue beginning to lap it, finding my clit and sucking on it with a pop.

I became a moaning mess, begging for mercy and for luke to continue fucking my hole with his tongue just the way he did. “mmmph~”

His hands spread my thighs wider apart as his mouth works its magic. His tongue swirls around my wet, throbbing flesh, sucking and licking with expertise. I can't help but moan loudly, my fingers tangling in his hair to pull him even closer. “Luke... please...”

He can feel my body shaking with need as he continues to eat me out, his own arousal growing with each moan that escapes my lips. He sucks my clit hard, his fingers sliding inside me, curves up to rub against my G-spot. “Come for me, baby...”

His fingers pump in and out of me in a rhythm that matches his tongue on my swollen bud. The sensations overwhelm me, and I dig my heels into his back, shamelessly bucking against his face as I shatter, screaming out his name. “Luke...Luke...”

As I reach my peak, something inside me breaks. I convulse hard, and suddenly, a rush of liquid gushes out of me, drenching Luke's face. He moans approvingly, lapping up every drop like a thirsty man.

I become red from embarrassment and stare at the man in horror.. “oh my god luke did i- did i just pee on you?” Luke did nothing but grin at me, his wet face glistening in the moonlight

“No baby, it’s called squirting and it was the hottest thing ever” he grabbed my hands away from my face

After cleaning me up with his tongue, Luke gently lifts my legs over his shoulders, positioning himself at my entrance. He looks into my eyes, his own filled with a mix of desire and tenderness. “Okay, beautiful girl, this is going to hurt, but I'll be gentle”

I look up at him, tears welling in my eyes. He smiles softly, "Good girl. It'll start feeling good soon, I promise." He leans down to kiss me, his hips pulling back slightly before pushing in again, deeper this time.

As he continues to move in and out of me, his pace picking up slightly, Luke leans down to take one of my hardened nipples into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. His thumb finds my swollen bud, rubbing it in time with his thrusts. "Luke... oh god, Luke..."

I cry out as my orgasm hits, my vision blurring, my body trembling. Luke doesn't stop, fucking me through my climax, his own need evident in his face. "Fuck, pretty girl, you're so fucking tight right now. I can feel your little pussy squeezing me."

As he thrusts into me, his pace becomes erratic, his breathing heavy. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum, Y/n. I don't know where to put it all," he groans, his eyes wild with need. "Where do you want it, huh?"

I gave Luke those oh so beautifully innocent doe eyes he’s currently corrupting, i batter my eyelashes and whimper as i speak

“I want you to do it inside of me luke” Luke’s eyes widen at the prospect but doesn’t have time and gives in.

“You’re lucky i can’t say no to those beautiful eyes of yours baby” With a low growl, Luke buries his face in my neck, his body convulsing as he spills inside me. He jerks his hips against me several times, unloading more and more of his warmth into my inexperienced core. "Oh gods."

He pulls out and we both lay there breathlessly.

“that was a lot more than 7 minutes…” i whisper sheepishly as i catch my breath and put my clothes on

“i’m sorry i had to be your first time… you do know we can’t be together right? i mean you should really be with a guy your age?” Luke refused to look in my eyes as he slipped his boxers on

“but guys my age aren’t… you”

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yamysunmoon · 4 months ago

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That fucking suit

Pairing: Jenna Ortega x fem!reader

Summary: Your roles are pretty clear in your relationship. If someone is gonna wear the strap, it's gotta be you. But today Jenna is clad in a beautiful suit that is making you feel funny. You want her in a different way tonight. The tables might turn for once.

Words count: circa 2970

Warnings: sub!Jenna, dom!reader, stone top!reader, choke play, Jenna using the strap-on for the first time and being a shy little mess about it.

a/n: idk if yall will like this but i had a vision and i know what i saw (*wednesday's voice*)

a/n²: i'm already working on requests but firstly i'll publish works i've had on drafts from before. Yall can keep asking tho and i shall deliver given the time <3

MASTERLIST

Your thumb swipes up the screen as you watch each video and photo of Jenna at that Death of a Unicorn Premiere. Your eyes dart across the screen, leening at her with growing desire.

The way she stuffs her hands into the pockets of that oversized pants; how she smirks sheepishly at the interviewer's complements; how she fixes her hair— every little detail is driving you insane.

That fitted crimson shirt combined with the also crimson tie and the oversized blazer brings out her slender figure, and the rings on her fingers don't help either.

You squeeze your thighs together as you ogle her through the screen, mind racing with thoughts of what you wanna do to her the moment she gets home.

Well, not really home, but this expensive hotel room you're both staying for the night. You lie down on the kingsized bed, eyelids fluttering as you picture her walking through that door.

The evening goes by and you let the thoughts of her consume you. You sink in a drowsy state, eyes closed as you feel yourself drowning in desire. You had been thinking about using this new toy with her for a while now, and you were waiting for a special occasion...

Hours later, the click of the door opening and her heels clicking on the floor makes you sit up. Your face lights up the moment she steps in.

She looks at you smiling adorably. "Hey, I'm back" she says, and you smirk because she always says the obvious when she gets nervous under your stare.

"Missed me?" she asks playfully, approaching you. She stands in front of you, and eventhough you're sat on the edge of the bed, she still isn't that tall. You reach for her tie and tug at it making her bend slightly. You plant a schorching kiss on her crimson lips that leave her speechless.

You break it tenderly, a sharp contrast to the dominance and ferocity of the kiss. "Wow" she breathes out, her tone no longer that playful, "I guess that's a yes".

You grab her sides, feeling the thick fabric of her jacket against your fingers. You stifle a whimper as you kiss her again, and you make her sit by your side.

"Okay, someone is eager tonight" she teases giggling, but you can tell she's nervous, trying to guess what you've planned for tonight.

You settle between her legs, kneeling; you walk your hands by her thighs, down to her knees, making her spread her legs.

"I've been thinking about you all day," you murmur in a low, sultry voice; peppering soft kisses on the side of her neck, "and I was thinking we could try something different tonight."

You admire smugly how she blushes, the reddish tone tinging even her neck. "Oh? And what were you thinking about...?" she asks feidging a casual tone, but her voice comes out thick and more breathy than intended.

You lean back, staring at her with a mysterious smile and your eyes glimmering with censored promises. "Well..." you leer at her shamelessly, eyes darting down her body, blazing with desire.

"I was thinking maybe you could wear the strap tonight." Your gaze trails up to her eyes again, "Wearing this gorgeous suit too" you add in a whisper.

Now that you have her before you, the vision is clear and incredibly tantalizing.

She swallows hard, and her blush turns crimson, matching the colour of her fit. "Oh- I... Wow, uh..." she stammers, eyes flickering anywhere but your face. Her hands are grasping onto the sheets of the bed now.

You keep roaming her thighs, up and down, slowly; fingers splayed out exploring each inch teasingly. "What do you think?" Your voice is playful, soft and high-pitched; suggestive. "Use your words, gorgeous."

She shudders visibly at your words, inhaling sharply. "Ugh, fuck you" she mutters to herself, fixing her hair in a way to avoid eye contact.

The power you have over her is painfuly evident; you love it and she kinda hates it... Not really, though.

You stand up, pausing there for a second so that she can take a moment to stare at you. You smile smugly and reach the nighstand, opening the drawer, fumbling for the toy and some lube.

She follows your every move, her silence giving away her smoldering desire.

You settle again between her legs. You notice her nervous demaenor and your heart melts.

She looks so cute and carelessly sexy, staring at you so innocently, even oblivious to what's about to happen. As if she hadn't seen a toy like this before, swinging between your legs.

You lean in and peck kiss her. "You're being too cute for such a naughty thing" you murmur huskily on her lips.

She chuckles, her shoulders falling in relaxation. "I just..." she lifts her hips as you slide off her pants down to her knees and start adjusting the harness. "I'm a little nervous about it" she continues, looking down at your expert hands.

You tie the strands up confidently, your gaze darting between her beautiful face and the work at hand. "Just relax and enjoy, babe" you murmur soothingly. "But if it feels odd, you know we can always stop."

Her lips curl up into a warm smile. "I don't think I'll want to stop" she mutters more to herself.

You finish adjusting the harness and trail off admiring your handiwork. You slide up her pants, and now the strap is a bulge under the loose fabric.

She pulls down her hips, sitting comfortably on the edge of the bed. You both stare at it, swallowing hard.

You look at her, your gaze darkening as you scane her as if she was your pray. She visibly shivers, but tries to hide it by scooting back.

You lean in, dragging your lips along the side of her neck. She gasps and tilts her head giving you better access.

"Someone seems happy to see me..." you murmur in a low, teasing tone as you reach down to the bulge. You squeeze the shaft playfully, making sure its base presses against Jenna's core through the fabric of her panties.

She inhales sharply, aroused by the game your implanting. "I am, in fact..." she mutters, turning her head slightly to whisper in your ear. "You make me so hard..."

Her voice is breathy, thick with anticipation. She hisses when she feels your squeeze.

You meet her lips, first a soft brush, that soon turns into a sloppy, slow kiss. You play with the bulge a little more, handling it in a way that makes it rub against her, earning some soft whimperings from her.

After some teasing minutes, you slide your hand under the pants and wrap your fingers around the toy. She reaches down and slides off the pants slightly, down to her upper thighs.

Still making out, you reach for the lube. You break the kiss tenderly to flicker down and rub some of it onto the tip.

She stares at it breathless, blown away by the sensual ritual you're setting up.

You spread the thick liquid all along the shaft. Wrapping your fingers around it firmly, you start to stroke it.

You look up at her, lips parted panting quietly as you watch her reaction. You're stroking it making sure it rubs against her.

She makes it clear that you're doing a great job. She throws her head back and stares at you with hooded eyes, propping herself on her splayed out hands that grasp onto the sheets as she wheezes.

The silicone feels smooth and slippery in your hand, and it gets warmer by the second due to the friction. This only helps to get into the fantasy.

She brings up her hands and cups your face eagerly, kissing you hard as she grinds. You stroke faster in response; she whimpers in your mouth.

The way she's reacting to your touches only stir you up and boost your confidence. You break the kiss panting quietly. "Jenna," you breath out brushing your nose with hers "can I give you head?"

The look she gives you is like nothing you've seen before in her gaze. There's a certain hunger, a flame blazing in them.

She nods fervently, her shyness perfectly mixed with her burning desire.

You grin, lustful eyes spakling as you kneel between her legs again. She spreads her legs, propping herself on one hand while the other runs through your hair.

You look down, the stiff toy pointing at you. She leands forward slightly and grabs the base of the toy, wiggling it experimentally. You lean in closer. Her breath becomes ragged as she drags the tip along your right cheek.

You didn't expect her move, let alone being so enciting. You gasp, turning your head slowly, so that the toy drags across your lips and left cheek. You peek up at her, gaze lifting slowly, you bat your eyelashes playfully.

She pulls your hair gently. Her gaze is intense and expectant; she's even holding her breath.

Her crimson lipstick is slightly smudged, and her cherry red hair is a little disheveled. She's looking at your with those hooded eyes and plump parted lips, swollen from the intense kissing.

It's the first time your gonna do this to her, she can't hide her excitment.

You finally tilt down your head and swirl your tongue around the tip reflexively. She squirms in response, still grasping the base of the toy, her fingers tighten around it. Your eyes flicker briefly at her before you look down again, wrapping your lips around the tip and sucking it gently.

One of your hands strokes the shaft while the other reaches to her tie, pulling it and swirling it around your fingers, making it tighten around her neck in a way that makes her whimper.

"Oh my— fuck" she gasps, leaning forward to your pull. But then, she leans back, so that the tension of the tie around her neck turns more prominent.

You peek up and freeze momentarily as you realize what she's doing.

"Such a freak" you mutter pulling back, only to slide down more confidently.

You wrap your lips around the shaft and start bobbing your head, taking several inches with each thrust. She thrusts back, following your rhythm and depth, rolling her hips steadily.

She can't take her eyes off you, one hand in your hair, tugging at it gently and stroking lovingly, while the other caresses the side of your neck and your shoulder.

Her legs spread further, offering herself to you. You moan around the toy, sending vibrations all over it that reach her core through her panties, making her shiver. She squeezes her eyes shut and bites her lip, throwing her head back.

She fucks your mouth deliciously and slowly, moaning and whimpering in her sultry, feminine voice. Drives you insane how ethereal she sounds while wearing this suit and this harness.

Your cheeks hallow as you suck, your hand is pumping half of the shaft while you suck the other half, making slurping sounds that make her look down at you again.

"Love... You look so pretty with your mouth on me" she says in a hoarse, thick voice.

You look up at her, your eyes sparkling with unshed tears. You pull back releasing the silicone cock with an exaggerated pop.

Then you stick out your tongue, wagging it teasingly against the tip; your eyes locked on hers. You blink twice and a furtive tear falls down your cheek.

She shifts restless at your teasing banter. "Hmm..." She whines, clearly wanting more.

You push down again, the silicone cock creating a bulge on your left cheek as you shove it against the inner part of it.

Each time you plunge it into your mouth, each time you stroke it with your hand, the toy twitches against her.

Her hips are bucking under your touch, grinding against the toy. She arches her back, one of her hands flies to yours gripping the tie. You get the hint and tug at it, a choked moan escaping her lips.

"Hmmph baby I think I..." She whines with a hint of surprise.

You know she's about to move more frantically, so you release the toy with a loud pop and crash your lips onto hers, letting her taste the lube in your mouth.

She whines misserably, a sound between a complain and pure contentment. She's getting overwhelmed with sensations- your hand firmly stroking the toy, fingers sliding up and down making sure it rubs against her; your swollen lips devouring hers— the psychological stimulation of it all.

She can feel herself getting warmer and warmer, her pussy throbbing and aching for attention.

She breaks the kiss abruptly. "Baby, please..." She begs in a thin, pathetic voice.

You look at her with darkened eyes. The control freak part of you makes its appearence.

"Please what, love?" You ask tenderly, as in teaching her. She whimpers, getting your mock.

"B-baby, p-please" she moans, gazing at you with the deepest pleading eyes ever.

"Hmm, seems like you're out of words, love..." You keep teasing. The sloppy sounds your hand makes rubbing with the toy fill the room, and she flutters her eyes shut and pants heavily, focused on that sound and the sound of your voice.

"You're acting as if this was the first time someone ever touched you..." You purr, brushing your wet lips against the right corner of her lips.

She shudders visibly. "It is..." she stammers. You stroke harder, earning a moany yelp. "No one's... Ever..."

She grasps onto your sides for dear life, grinding frantically. Her cheeks flush red and a thin drool is escaping from her parted lips. She looks gorgeous.

"Hmm? You've never been jerked off, have you?" You whir with a wry smile.

She turns her head weakily, staring at you with hazy eyes. "You're just being— Mean, at this point" she mutters, struggling to talk through her breathy voice.

Her breathing is becoming more and more ragged, her thrusts more and more erratic. She's so close but she's also stubborn.

And you love to fuck the stubborness out of her.

You stroke more firmly, hand sliding along the shaft deftly, making her wail. You chuckle darkly.

"I asked you a question" you hiss in a scold tone, mocking tenderness. She shudders once again.

"I fucking know" she hisses back, clearly struggling to hold back.

Her hips buck fiercely against your expert touch. "I haven't, okay? You know I've n-never been t-touched like this before" she breathes out, blushing harder.

You grin. She's right; you obviously know. But you can't help but tease her when she gets like this.

You brush your nose against her temple; the tender touch being a sharp contrast to your confident hand bumping the shaft.

"You're such an adorable girl... My whimpering mess, aren't you? All cute and needy when I put my hand on you..."

"You're not even touching me" she interrupts, her voice thick with grumpiness and need. You huff with a smirk.

"Oh, someone's getting grounchy..." you keep teasing, testing how long she can take it.

She bites her lips, obviously frustrated. But her gaze is locked with yours now, and she knows what you're doing. Her eyes dart between yours, her desperation growing by the second as the silence between you allows her to focus again on the sensations.

The fabric of her panties creating a friction against her pussy combined with the relentless slamming of the toy against her, and how she's grinding back at it, makes her furrow her brows in pleasure and effort.

"Please" she begs once again, her edgy mood melting into pure distress. "Please, touch me. I need your fingers on me, please" she finally gives in, specifying like you wanted her to.

She struggles a lot with that because she gets incredibly shy, which you find adorable but also use it as a form of pleasurable turture.

She earns a proud sly smile from you.

"That's my girl..." you groan.

You let go of her tie and snake down your hand. It slides under her panties and strands of the harness and you finally make contact with her throbbing clit, with your other hand still stroking the toy.

She gasps loudly and her breath hitches as she grinds against you rhythmically, losing her shit by the yearned direct touch and the visual stimulation of you still jerking her off.

"oh my god oh my god oh my god" she chants, bucking frantically, desperately, a primal need crushing through her.

You're looking at her with lustful eyes, your hands working on her relentlessly, relishing how she stiffens, the muscles under her crimson shirt tensing as she finally lets go, crying out your name, her release gushing your fingers.

"Fuck, baby" she says in a trembling whine, quivering as she throws her head against your shoulder, panting heavily.

You can feel her skin burning against your shirt. "I didn't wanna be so fast..." She mutters, ashamed.

You can't help to smirk. And your silence gives you away.

You slow down to a stop, she still whimpers in complain, which makes you giggle softly.

The lack of response to her comment gives you away. "You planned this, didn't you?" She grumbles, face still buried against your shoulder.

You laugh softly, clearly amused. You knew this was gonna happen. You wanted to bring her to her limit, to the point where she couldn't take it anymore the moment you touched her.

"Too cute" you whisper, kissing her forehead.

"Fuck you" she groans, "You had fun torturing me?" She clings to you despite her harsh, no-heated words.

"Yes I did" you chuckle, your hands already working on taking off the harness. "You're exaggerating, though. It wasn't that bad..."

"Oh shut up..."

"...And you're a champ at edging, love" you add in a soft, teasing voice.

She pauses and squints at you, her eyes gleamming with the aftershocks of her orgasm and a hint of suspicion.

You smirk warmly. "Foreal" you mutter. And the pride in your voice, the praise, makes the blush on her cheeks creep up to her ears.

Her frown softens as well as her gaze.

"You're a jerk" she murmurs, no heat in her words, just weak restraint remaining.

You let out a breathy chuckle, meek. "Quite literally, huh?" you whisper before meeting her lips tenderly.

#jenna ortega #jenna ortega x fem!reader #jenna ortega x you #d/s #d/s dynamic #top!reader #sub!jenna ortega #dom!reader #jenna marie ortega #wlw writing #sapphic

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spicyicetea · 2 years ago

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So I got the new Pokemon DLC for Christmas and I’m on a big Pokemon kick currently so I’m going to give a gift to my fellow Pokémon lovers. Now I’m more well known for Yandere work but I also do love doing more soft romantic stuff. It heals my traumatised self. So I’ve decided to go through all Pokémon games I’ve played and write romantic and yandere sfw+slight Nsfw headcannons for every character I personally like. [No DLC content because I haven’t played any of them yet]. If there are any characters I haven’t done that anyone wants, either comment or request and I can add it onto this post. Merry late Christmas!

As mentioned before, these posts will contain NSFW topics like violence and sexual references, so if you’re triggered by these topic please be careful. The reader in this is also a Fem reader, I can redo this post for a Masc or GN reader if wanted but I’m writing it as Fem currently is just easiest for me. I don’t describe appearance like skin colour or hair but I do write the Y/N with a curvy figure in mind (I can’t help myself, I love thick thighs IM SORRY-)

Kanto

Red

Ah the original silent protagonist. I love this man so much, even more after his cameo is Sun and Moon. I’m not sure what it is about him but he has this strange allure to him, although I doubt that’s a unique opinion on silent characters. Anyway, onto the headcannons.

This is almost a given with the silent types but I feel like he is an amazing listener, only ever nodding to show he’s still listening or giving small “mhms”

You’re probably the only one he comfortably talks to other than Blue.

In public he likes holding your hand, he often communicates through squeezing your hand or fiddling with your fingers.

Psychic boyfriend No.1

This man can just tell what you need, when you need it. Whether it’s comfort cuddles after a bad day of for period troubles.

Speaking of period troubles, this man not only will buy you whatever you need, he’ll wash the sheets, run you a bath and let you use him as a personal heater.

Yandere + NSFW

This man doesn’t open up to people easily yet you made him fall apart.

You made him stutter, drop things and slip up in battles when you cheered for him, he’s whipped.

You were the only woman that’s ever caught his attention and you aren’t leaving him anytime soon.

So get used to him possessively having a hand on you at all times, glaring daggers at any other person you pay attention to.

He’s a very private person so isn’t one to leave marks on you openly, but he does take great pleasure in leaving dark marks on your thighs.

Speaking of thighs… he’s a giver, do what you want with that.

Blue

Ah the smug bastard rival, and I promise you… he’s still insufferable, but in a loving way.

Bullies you playfully. A day doesn’t go by where he doesn’t mess up your hair and trip you up.

But he loves you truly.

You could not have asked for a more cuddly man, I didn’t expect to have this headcannon but I imagine this man is very eager to stay cuddled up to you as much as possible.

Although he talks a lot and loves it when you compliment him, I also think he’s a good listener, but like I’m a hype man way.

He’ll sit by the bathroom door while you’re in the bath letting you vent about anything you want just egging you on. “Wow she sounds like a bitch-“

A man who loves PDA, it’s his favourite way of staking his claim on your beautiful self.

Yandere + NSFW

Has dated his fair share of girls, but he wants you so bad.

He will fight for you, no matter what. This man will abuse whatever position he has to impress you. A relative of the professor’s, ex Champion, and a gym leader. He will do whatever he can to have you.

He is incredibly touchy, the moment other people aren’t looking, his hands are under your shirt. Nibbling your neck and kissing your earlobes. Actually he’d do that even with people watching,

Although he’d be mighty mad if someone watched your gorgeous body, he might even hurt someone.

Brock

This man is underrated.

The most loveable family man you’ll ever meet.

He loves to cook for you. Everyday. Please let this man make you breakfast in bed.

In fact no, he wants you to cook with him. All romantic. His chest to your back, whispering sweet nothings in your ears while you chop up vegetables.

If you get along with his siblings, he will propose to you on the spot.

Very openly affectionate, but never goes further than a hug in public… ok maybe you can get a kiss on the cheek.

Yandere + NSFW

This man has a breeding kink… you can’t change my mind.

He wants a nice big family and the idea of you, heavy and round with his baby. Not to mention how your… other assets will change.

Will happily suffocate in your tits, and if you’re pregnant, he will help relieve any discomfort you have.

If another man hurt you in any way, he’s going to go… missing. He’d break a man in half over his knee for you, and his Onix is very strong.

Lance

Am I the only one who would smash? Yes? No? Alrighty-

He’s always hits me as a someone who likes spending time with his lover in silence.

Not opposed to PDA but gets worried about his fans potentially harassing you, let’s you borrow his dragonite to escort you between towns.

Away from the public and just with his friends (elite four mainly) he loves to have you by his side, often whispering things about his day to you, information he only shares with you.

Also a man who is very hot, like he’s warm constantly, will be the best snuggler when it’s cold.

Yandere + NSFW

Originally I thought this man would be rather… vanilla but I feel like he’d be into wax play. I can’t explain it, but I can picture him loving to spill wax all over your tits.

For the more yandere side of things, he’s the strongest dragon trainer in Kanto. He will use his influence to make himself your only option, not that you’d realise, he’s not an idiot.

Giovanni

BARK BARK BARK GRRR MAFIA DADDY-

Your relationship is hidden very well from most people, you don’t get to villain status with a clean record and no enemies.

Despite that, you love a life of luxury baby.

He loves nothing more than to pamper you. His beautiful girl sat on his lap, with her hair all done up and nails all pretty. Now that’s the life.

Yandere + NSFW

I think he has great Yandere potential.

You sat comfortably on his lap in his office, his hands trailing comfortably under your skirt.

He loves watching you squirm as his fingers traces tight circles- well that’s all you get for now.

As I mentioned before, I believe he’d default to yandere to be honest.

He would not hesitate to kidnap but I like the idea that he’d try and woo you first. Dinner dates… wine… murdering his competitors.

Yeah, he’d be a yandere.

Johto

(I’m ashamed to admit I’ve never played these ones so I have no significant opinion on any of the characters)

Hoenn

Steven

This is just a crow in a human form, mr I love shiny rocks (me fr fr)

His love language is most definitely gift giving. Your shared house is littered with crystals and shiny things he’s found over his travels.

He loves to press kisses all over your fingers, buying you as many rings as possible for you and him to match. If he buys himself a new ring you’re getting one too.

Loves showing you off to the elite four, and begs that his dad approves. Not that he needs his approval but it’d be awkward if he didn’t.

Yandere + NSFW

Possessive as fuck.

You ain’t getting away from him easily. He will track you down as long as he needs to before you calm down and quit running away.

Loves pampering you once you behave though.

He kisses up your legs to your thighs, such passionate loving words followed by the mantra of “dirty girl” and “slut”

Maxie

Ok all the villains just radiate Yandere energy- so they’re all gonna be pure yandere + NSFW warning

This man doesn’t have it in him to kidnap someone… oh wait that’s a lie.

When he met you that all changed

He needs you, he would hurt anyone to get you to himself.

He’d leave dark bites on your neck, massaging your hips to tangle you together.

Another man I think would be into wax play, also a corruption kink. (No I won’t elaborate)

Archie

Big brute of a man… he’s going to make you beg for his mercy.

He loves holding you in his lap, cradling you delicately while he peppers kisses along your neck.

Will bite you, this man is a shark and will leave slightly bloody bite marks all over your body.

This man eats pussy for breakfast, you will never not cum first, a truly good man.

He is far more eager to kill a man to prove his love for you than he should be.

Sinnoh

I’ll be honest I tried to but I’m tired and I’m just going to be writing Yandere and NSFW headcannons. I’m sorry people-

Barry

This boy is so happy to finally have met someone who loves him… you’re not allowed to leave, he’ll cry.

For some reason I see this mans as wanting a family… he wants to be a more present father than his own.

Not one to leave marks on you but will beg you to stay home so he can cuddle and pamper you all day.

When he eventually takes over the battle frontier (he so would you can’t tell em otherwise) he will use that position to “protect you”.

Cyrus

Ah yes, the cold emotionless man who falls for a sweet woman and kills all competition… I approve!

PDA? Who is that? The most you’ll get from him is his hand on your shoulder moment before he orders team galactic to handle someone who was making moves on you.

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you. You’re the only woman he could ever love.

He lays awkwardly in bed but melts when your head rests on his chest, that was when the yandere switch flipped and he locked you in his apartment.

At least the man lays some good pipe, also this man has a bondage kink cause I said so.

Unova

Elesa

You think that the world won’t notice the famous model and gym leader with a girl on her arm. You’re going to end up centre of the Unova news for the next month.

She loves this though, now everyone knows you belong to her, and anyone who ignores that will just get zapped.

Prepare to share clothes, and prepare for her to watch you undress, she can’t help herself.

The woman loves to zap you, just lightly though, you’ll live… and probably cum.

Emmett + Ingo

Yes you get both, these two are a package deal ok?

Now… prepare to never leave their sight.

They want you at every battle, cheering them on, cuddling with the Joltiks or napping in their office using their coats as blankets.

Now… ok these two are kinky. They just are-

Ingo is 100% a family man, big breeding kink.

I think Emmett is more, adventurous, bondage and impact play seems right in my opinion.

Love to… “threaten” to throw people on the tracks when they flirt with you.

Aww what a sweet little thing, come and give me a hug- now time to hide you away where no one can ever see you again!

Honestly, he probably fell for you after seeing your relationship with your Pokemon. Almost every Pokemon you see likes you.

He’s very possessive over you. It’s no secret that he was raised in an incredibly unhealthy way, so he can’t exactly discern between inappropriate and appropriate behaviour in pursuing his courtship with you.

Now onto more NSFW art themes, he 100% praises you constantly and makes sure you’re tended to first. Often ends up super pent up because he wants to take care of you but sometimes go so far and overstimulates you. Don’t worry, the aftercare is amazing though.

Ghetsis

. . . Bastard

I’m only including this mother fucker because he’s so evil he’d be one of the most extreme Yanderes out of all of them. And because if still smash because I’m sinful-

The moment he sees you and falls for you, you can bet you’re getting kidnapped, sorry you just are.

I would bet money that he is the most possessive out of all of them but, and hear me out, would also be kinda attentive?

I can totally picture him being cold and accidentally upsetting you only to spend the rest of the next day showering you on gifts.

You’d also be seen as a god to the rest of team plasma, so enjoy being worshipped.

Oh and NSFW… spanking, degrading and tying you up, enjoy

Colress

Ah yes, my adorable scientist that I think is a kinky motherfucker-

He would make a collar to track you when you leave his side, he isn’t too keen on the idea of locking you insider after all.

Wouldn’t kidnap you but would murder the competitors.

Anyway onto the kinks I think would suit him…

He’d 100% make different types of vibrators so he can cuff you to the bed and watch you squirm. Considered making you a ball gag but he gets off on your moans, that does mean he ends up edging you before fucking you himself.

Kalos

Lysandre

Sugar daddy

I could leave that like that but fine fine I’ll feed you horny bastards.

He parades you around more than any of the others, always making sure you’re wearing the finest clothes. Usually also wearing his jacket, he can’t stand gawkers staring. Admiring your beauty he can handle, but staring at his woman is punishable by a flamethrower.

You live the luxury life. Fancy bath soaps and massages. Cafe trips daily so he can make sure you’re eating well. Sex in the back of his car in secluded car parks when you’ve been misbehaving at dinner.

He’s a rough lover but amazing with aftercare, so there’s that.

Alola

Nanu

Dilf energy… and I’m hungry for it I’ll be honest.

So tired, but you give him energy. Energy to do crime to keep you to himself but still energy. But hey why argue, you get to cuddle his cats all day.

Also, if you’re a trainer that has cat Pokemon… he’d probably marry you. Proposal on sight. Already on one knee.

He isn’t very openly affectionate but as long as no one is around he’ll always have an arm around your waist. You’re well protected.

Another man that I believe would make sure you cum first every time. Just make sure you have a warm bath after for your back, he hits me as a rough lover.

Guzma

Oh you poor girl… not because he’s going to treat you bad but he’s obsessed.

You’re probably kidnapped by team skull but you had no idea it was a kidnapping, it was more of a scooby-doo chase.

Yeah you now have like 50 babies to care for but don’t worry, big sis Plumeria and your new husband will help you. What you don’t remember getting married? Oh silly, you belonged to him the moment your eyes met.

He’s very inexperienced with relationships so give him a little time to learn. He’s a fast learner in bed so he won’t leave you unsatisfied. Will pamper you anyway he can.

Oh and have mercy on this man… don’t wear his clothes, he can’t handle it.

Hisui

Volo

Little shit… he’s going to try and use anything he can to claim you.

Whether that be advances in front of people to scare them off and stake his claim over you.

He does have a decently good reputation so no one would expect him to be dangerous, so you’re kinda fucked, Cyllene would protect you if she needed to though.

He talks down to you all the time, you’re not his equal, you are his property in his eyes.

Adaman

This man is smitten. No more smooth and confident Adaman, this man is a stuttering mess.

He wants to marry you so badly, please let this man marry you… and then put a baby in you but marriage first.

This man gives you jewellery, clothes, helps you befriend Pokémon or catch them depending on which method you prefer.

Cuddler, he will snuggle and cuddle as long as you want, so what he has duties? His pretty little wife wants his attention and you will get it.

Irida

Had noooo idea how to handle her feelings. Probably started as a childish crush at first but it developed into something much more.

She wants to spend the rest of her life with you by her side.

Glares at everyone who speaks to you, even people from her clan. She’s very jealous very easily.

But she loves you, and will let you spend unsupervised time with some people she trusts… only her Wardens, although she doesn’t trust Ingo as much as she doesn’t know him as well, not with you at least.

Warden Ingo

Dilf energy again

His memory may be strange and shaky but he remembers how to treat a woman he loves. Remembers things Elesa told him and Emmet, although to him it’s more echos of voices he thinks he knows.

He loves cuddling up to you while watching the newly hatched sneasels learn how to live. Although this does awaken a want for family he forgot he had.

He isn’t the most trusting person, but he is a good judge of character… and has gotten into a fistfight with Volo when he hit on you. Blood was drawn.

He throws a good punch, but would never hurt you, he adores you, you make him feel good in a familiar way.

Anyway you freaks want NSFW- this man lives up in the mountains, them rough hands can do wonders. And he loves making you feel good, people pleaser but only for you.

Paldea

Arven

Aw what a sweet boy, who will strangle anyone who tries to take you from him.

This boy lost both his parents and nearly lost his best friend/dog… he is terrified he’ll lose you too.

He cooks he cleans and then makes sure to rub your back and give you love so you’ll love him back

Please give this boy some affection or the boys around you will pay the price of you don’t.

Professor Sada

Mommy?

This woman is feral, not only did she basically throw you over her shoulder when she met you but you never don’t have bite marks all over your skin. It’s her way of telling everyone your hers.

I feel she’d give more freedom than Turo, only if Robo Sada was with you for safety… and to break the arms of whoever looked at you the way she did.

Also this woman is a mosterous pussy devouring fiend, don’t argue, you know I’m right.

Professor Turo

Oh daddy Turo- criminally underrated daddy let alone Yandere daddy.

I feel like Turo most definitely would have kept you locked down in his lab with him, convincing you that you help him with his research. I mean… he isn’t wrong, you motivate him to keep going.

However girl has needs and he often get consumed by his work. It wasn’t until he caught you handling problems yourself on your shared bed that he decided robo Turo should take over his research a little bit more.

It’d be a shame if you fell in love with a toy he so kindly made for you than him himself.

Larry

Ah my favourite ordinary business man… I’m so normal about him.

He is very normal about you too, except the fact that he has pocketed any handkerchief you’ve used while eating with him.

Oh and many dates that are just trying new food, oh and bird watching.

Again, call me weird but I think this man wants a family, total breeding kink.

Also I feel like he likes a rather feminine woman, not in the frilly skirt way but in the way of “I don’t N E E D a man but I like you”. You like him, right?

Rika

M m mommy?

Dominatrix… owns a whip… bondage. ANYWAY-

Not above using their position as elite four to scare off competition and keeping you in line.

Oh don’t cry, you won’t escape anyways.

She only uses PDA to send a message to other women or men, “hands off”

Jacq

Teach me about biology bb-

ANYWAY… loves to discover new Pokémon with you.

Will happily teach you about your favourite Pokémon for your attention.

Please don’t look away, he’ll have a breakdown.

Miriam

Ah cute little nurse… she has access to so many dangerous drugs.

She will scream and cry if you choose someone else, don’t do it, she’s an ugly cryer.

She loves to give you “check ups” when no one is looking.

On a side note, don’t you know that orgasms are good for your health? You didn’t? Oh silly let Miriam help you out, her fingers can work wonders.

THIS TOOK FOREVER…

But it was worth it enjoy animals. I want to get more serious with Pokemon x reader writing so I hope some people enjoy this… I’m never doing this big of a post again… this was meant to be a Christmas post- way to many bloody tags to add :,)

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lemonvic · 11 months ago

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Wow! ^^ How gorgeous the Baker looks in these beautiful clothes! Is it possible the relationship between the Dark Enchantress and the Baker y/n? Even the leader of darkness needs gentle attention and care! 😊

Tabak... You are one of my client now, ahem ANYWAYS.. I have drop something for you..

BAM! Here you go, the interaction between Y/N Cookie (The Baker) and Dark Enchantress Cookie! :D

And i have to admit, Dark Enchantress Cookie will be gentle cookie when Y/N is around (even tho she is a known for a darkness cookie) but sometimes she also has a feeling of suspicious towards Y/N.. It's like a mix feeling between tension and the feelings of platonic towards them, you see Dark Enchantress Cookie has a beef with Witch so that's why there is bit of a complex feeling in her.. But she knew there is something bad happend to her in the future.. If she ever tries to make a madness again while Y/N is around. (and what should she do with them, if she finally found out that Y/N is actually a witch..?)

- btw, thick eyebrows of Dark Enchantress go brrr -

BUT YEA! She will indeed going to protect them in all cost and maybe she try her best to not make any chaos again... For now.

That's all for today! Now im actually kinda surprise that my inbox began to have a request from others too, Thank you! And don't worry I will going to post it maybe need some time like 2/3 days!

#cookie run kingdom x reader #cookie run x reader #cookie run x you #crk x reader #dark enchantress cookie

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paranormal-taters · 1 year ago

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Love and Attraction in My Adventures with Superman

As someone who has never been particularly drawn by superhero media, I wasn't really sure what to expect when I first started watching My Adventures with Superman about a week ago. I had seen a few posts here on Tumblr that had piqued my interest, but all I really knew about it was that it was well-loved and had an art style that I knew I liked.

I absolutely did not expect to fall head over heels for the show entirely, or to be moved to tears multiple times by the wildly sweet, revolutionary relationship between this adaptation's Clark Kent and Lois Lane.

I say "revolutionary" because this romance touches on a lot of things that I feel are lacking in most modern portrayals of romance, and it handles them masterfully.

Most of what I reference/talk about in this post will focus on the first four episodes of season one (with a particular focus on the fourth episode, Let's Go to Ivo Tower, You Say) , because they are my favorite episodes and I think I can communicate what I want to by pulling mainly from those episodes. But I will be pulling bits and pieces from the whole series so consider yourself spoiler-warned.

The main point is this: I absolutely adore the way that physical attraction and emotional attraction are balanced between Clark and Lois.

The fact that this is possible comes from how well-crafted the dynamic is between the two of them; Lois' raw passion and energy inspires confidence and a mutual passion in Clark, and Clark's gentleness and kind heart inspire a tenderness in Lois that she was never given an outlet to show or receive. From this dynamic, a wealth of physical and emotional intimacy is naturally born. But never in the series do the two aspects of attraction feel out of balance; rather, they play off each other effortlessly. When one is brought into focus, the other quickly follows.

From the first episode and onward, it's obvious that Clark and Lois are awed by each other's physical appearance. Lois outright describes Clark as "beautiful" (which, if you saw one of my earlier posts from not too long ago, is something that makes me so incredibly happy to see in mainstream media).

To be fair, she doesn't say that to his face and says it in a moment of extreme frustration. But I still count it.

Anyways.

Upon seeing Lois for the first time, Clark is practically frozen in wonder for a good few seconds.

Lois, too, experiences this initial moment of attraction and almost immediately makes contact, with a playful punch to Clark's chest as he holds the door open for her.

This is a detail I really love, because first of all wow, I aspire to have her level of confidence. But also, it becomes clear early on in the series that Lois expresses herself very physically. She has no qualms regarding physical affection. Clark, on the other hand, is much more reserved and, at first, generally only initiates contact after an invitation from Lois, or after enough time has passed in their friendship for him to know that Lois is very physical and wouldn't have a problem with it.

There is also an immediate emphasis on Clark's concern for Lois' physical well-being. Take a sip of water every time Clark asks Lois if she's okay just in the first episode alone and you will be well hydrated.

Later on in this first episode, while trying to infiltrate a warehouse, Lois confidently asks Clark to boost her up to a window so she can get inside the building. Clark is immediately flustered, showing how much he feels out of his depth even with physical contact that, on the surface, would have no romantic connotations. (But to be fair, Lois is asking him to put his hands around her waist and lift her up when they literally just met like maybe six hours ago. I would be flustered too.)

And when Lois loses her balance and Clark effortlessly catches her, his first response (after blushing, of course) is to ask her:

Even in moments where the romantic tension is thick enough to cut with a knife and Clark clearly knows it, his first priority is to make sure she's okay.

And thus begins one of the strongest underlying themes throughout the whole building-up of their relationship, which is trust.

I'm gonna jump ahead now to the scene that inspired this whole post: the stairwell scene in episode four.

A basic rundown: Clark, Lois, and Jimmy are given an assignment to attend a tech unveiling for the city's top investors at Amazotech headquarters. Lois, naturally, ignores the parameters of the assignment and tries to use it as an opportunity to expose corruption in the city and get her stop-the-presses story. Clark very reluctantly follows her lead, believing that she will get herself into trouble . . . until Dr. Ivo, head of Amazotech, makes a few rude comments about Lois' appearance (Lois doesn't hear these, only Clark). This deeply irritates Clark and prompts him into revealing how much he knows about Dr. Ivo's corrupt business dealings, in an attempt to intimidate the truth out of Dr. Ivo, who responds by having Clark thrown out of the building and into a pile of garbage in an adjacent alleyway. Lois comes to find Clark (who is unhurt) and teases him about whether or not she should let him back in the building, since he didn't follow the assignment. Clark jokes that he doesn't even meet the dress code anymore, revealing that his suit jacket was torn as he was tossed out of the building.

Lois then reveals that she came prepared for this, and tells Clark to "take it off."

Clark immediately becomes flustered again and begins stammering as Lois pulls him back into the building by his jacket, continuing to tease him.

It's in these moments, as you can see, that the lighting of the scene changes. As soon as Lois says "take it off", everything is bathed in a rosy light. This happens frequently between these two; often, when we the audience are seeing one of these characters through the perspective of the other, the lighting takes on a very dreamy quality. This will come up again momentarily.

As Lois and Clark ascend the stairs, Lois removes her jacket and pulls a sewing kit from her pocket, admitting that she carries one on her because she herself has torn a lot of her clothing on her escapades.

The two then sit down on the stairs, and Clark removes his jacket. The lighting changes again, and we see Clark from Lois' eyes. It's clear by the dreamy lighting and the way that Lois blushes and involuntarily chokes out a "Wow . . ." that she is once again awed by him and deeply attracted to him on a physical level.

And this scene represents so much about their growing dynamic. It honestly has me floored.

But before I explain fully, I have to go on a tangent about my beloved Clark.

Throughout the beginning of the series, I believe Clark shows several signs that indicate that he is insecure about his physical appearance. Which you wouldn't expect, right? I mean, look at him. He's objectively a dreamboat. He was designed to be that way.

But at this stage of knowing so little about where he really came from or who he is, I think Clark struggles with not having a way to explain his physique. He admits that he wasn't an athlete in school; he was in the chess club. He doesn't work out as an adult. And yet he has the muscles of a bodybuilder. But, like so many other aspects of himself, he doesn't have a way to explain it. This causes a disconnect in how he sees himself physically; he likely feels as though he doesn't deserve his naturally impressive physique. And you could argue that he even does his best to hide it. As a civilian, he generally wears bulky, layered clothing like sweatshirts and sweaters. He slouches and carries himself in a very inward direction; his shoulders are often forward and his arms close to his sides, as if he is habitually attempting to make himself smaller.

This is one thing that brought me to tears when I saw it. The idea that a person can feel insecure about having physical attributes that would normally be seen as positive (and that they can't explain and/or feel that they don't deserve) is not very well-explored in media, but it is experienced by quite a few people, myself being one of them. But often in the real world when someone attempts to express this kind of insecurity, they are shut down and mocked and told to "be grateful" for what they have because others would envy them. Which I can say from personal experience is unbelievably damaging to a person's self image. So seeing this possibly be represented in Clark Kent himself was incredibly moving to me.

But back to the scene itself.

In the most recent gif above, this is the most vulnerable Lois has seen Clark thus far. What I think is so beautiful is the way that she invites him into this vulnerability by making herself vulnerable first.

Rewind a bit. Outside the building, Lois tells Clark to take his jacket off. Not a big deal, right? It's not like he's not wearing an undershirt. But Clark becomes flustered, not outright expressing that he's uncomfortable with this, but certainly indicating that he's not exactly at ease with it either.

Next we see them climbing up the stairs, and as they do so, Lois removes her own jacket and reveals her bare back to Clark in the process.

I believe this was incredibly intentional. This scene would have carried a very different tone if Lois' outfit was revealing in any other way. But the fact that her back is exposed symbolizes that she trusts him, in a physical and emotional sense. It's like when my cat Penny rolls on her back and exposes her fluffy tummy. Lois revealing this part of herself was her saying "I trust you, I feel safe with you, and I'll be vulnerable with you if you'll be vulnerable with me."

And only after that does Clark remove his jacket.

Because there is the factor of attraction at play, there is a lot of blushing and stammering going on in the beginning of this scene. These are two incredibly attractive people who are incredibly attracted to each other, after all. But immediately after the initial romantic tension, there is emotional vulnerability as well. Lois confides in Clark about her relationship with her dad, and the crippling self-doubt that she has kept very close to her chest. Clark jumps to reassure her in earnest, telling her that she has "changed his life for the better, in every possible way."

And that is what I meant at the beginning of the post when I mentioned balance.

Every moment of physical attraction in this series is followed by or harmonized with a moment of emotional vulnerability. Clark and Lois both invite each other deeper into each aspect of connection, and thus their relationship builds in an incredibly natural and beautiful way.

At this point, I think this post is about five miles long as the crow scrolls and I should probably stop now before all my thoughts run away with me. I could go on forever about the impact that this series and these characters have had on me, though. I will forever be grateful to the creators for giving us such an incredible series, and such a beautiful romance.

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thinking about widowed!reader struggling after Johnny’s untimely death. And trust me when I say it was really untimely.

You’d nearly saved up enough money to move from your (not-too-bad) high end apartment to a countryside house, You were days away from your 3rd year anniversary and then there was the whole daughter situation.

As in, the daughter you both raised. The very same daughter he promised he’d return too after this mission.

It almost makes you chuckle. Especially when watching his video logs. Some of them he’s just talking to himself, same old Johnny talking about how the clouds seem slightly greyer for a day in June. Or one where he’s sat on the balcony of your old apartment sipping a latte.

Then you find the one of him after you told him you were pregnant. It’s clear that it was midnight, the sky looks pitch black, you had to have been asleep. You hold your breath as you see him adjust the camera and sit on the toilet seat.

“Where do I even start?” He says to the lens, his thick accent echoing through the bathroom. Johnny’s eyes look a bit teary but he clears his throat anyway.

“Y/N’s just told me some news. Some life changing news actually..” He sighs. “And you know, I’m happy. Who wouldn’t be, it’s a great thing.”

He continued, “But I’m scared. I’m not worthy of her, let alone a baby. I dunno…The kid may hate me. I’m gonna be away on these crap missions, away from their mum…It’ll be rough.”

You watch as he lets out a tired groan. He’s so beautiful, the thought crosses your mind. You’ve never not been lost in his eyes, “I hope it’s a girl. Too many lads in our family. I’ll be breaking a curse. And I know Y/n will be a great mum. That’s what soothes me.”

A tear escapes your eye before the next video plays automatically. The clip shows Johnny with your baby girl on his chest. Moments of caring for her after the premature birth flashes in your mind as you watch him stroke her back.

She’s sleeping snug on his chest as he records her. “She sleeps like her mum.” He whispers, making sure the bass in his voice doesn’t wake her up. Johnny was thoughtful like that. “So peaceful, aren’t you, bonnie?”

He places a kiss on her forehead which causes her to stir lightly, “No no no! Don’t wake up…If your mum knew you weren’t in your crib because of me, she’ll kill me.”

But much to Johnny’s dismay, his baby girl begins to cry and it is loud. A laugh escapes your lips as the video ends abruptly.

A couple of more videos play, one from your daughter’s first birthday, to him secretly filming the engagement ring next to you whilst you were sleeping to honeymoon vlogs. It felt like a trip down memory lane.

But then a particular video began to play.

It was the Cyprus holiday. You remember that day because your daughter begged to go one the beach as you were leaving the next day to return to the UK. Even more bittersweet as Johnny left for another mission when you returned.

The video starts and Johnny is sat on the sand in his trunks, sun glasses resting on his head, “My girls are playing in the water and I am far too tired to join them.”

“Daddy! Look!” Her angelic, tiny voice shouts and Johnny turns the camera to her. Swiftly, she picks up a bucket of water and splashes it on Johnny’s toes. “You devil! Come here you-”

The sound of Johnny’s teasing along with your child’s giggles earns another tear. But you don’t notice it. You smile.

And then Johnny sits back down and points the camera at you, who is also in the water. Against the blushing sky, your silhouette is immediately the focus of the video.

“My beautiful wife…She’s so pretty..” He sighs. The compliments earns a smile from your lips.

“Look at that ass. Wow, that’s all me!” He chuckles, and so do you. “We might have a second one on the way sooner rather than later.”

Your husband turns the camera back to him, “Well, bye for now, I’m gonna go spend time with my family.”

The camera is propped up against some object as Johnny runs up to you and picks you up, peppering you with kisses before his daughter begs for her dad to prop her on his shoulders.

From another pair of eyes, they’d see the perfect family, or the goal. But your eyes won’t ever be the same after seeing his autopsy, his funeral, his badge.

But you smile regardless. Because he’s there.

He always will be.

BONUS:

“Hey, dad…” She whispers, staring at the grey headstone. The tulips rests next to his name as the sun shines down on her. It’s quiet, like how mornings with her did used to be.

She hasn’t visited his grave in years, not coming to terms with him really being gone. But with her wedding quickly approaching, all that was on her mind was some one on one time with her daddy.

“You would like him, dad. He’s great. Mum loves him because he can cook..” A chuckle leaves her lips, “Mum says that his carbonara may be a little better than yours but…I never trued yours so I can’t compare…”

Her voice dies down as she continues. The absence of memories is what really gets to her. She should have had father days, she should of had christmases with him, she should’ve had her father/daughter dance for her wedding.

But she’ll never have that.

“Uncle Riley and Uncle Price like him…took them a while. It was a lot of questions..” She smiles reminiscing on the nearly 5hr sit down they had with her fiancé.

Unbeknownst to her, a tear left her eye. She stroked the headstone and sighed, “I’ll start to visit more, I promise. I just can’t…”

The steadiness of her voice breaks as a mini sob erupts from her, “I don’t like seeing you like this. I miss you so much, daddy.”

i remember seeing a tiktok/reel of a woman with stones that were made from her dads ashes and it made me tear up

#cod modern warfare #cod #cod mw2 #cod x reader #johnny #johnny mctavish x reader #johnny mctavish x you #johnny mctavish #john soap mactavish #soap cod #soap x reader #soap mw2 #soap x you #soap call of duty

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remus-poopin · 8 months ago

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What are your top HP fics based on writing? Like things that are just beautiful to read

Wow I think I’m answering this 3 months late sorry aghh. Again, I don’t read as many fics as I would like to, but I’ve been changing that recently and these are 4 that have really stood out to me in terms of writing!

Savour the Moment by - @evesaintyves

This fic made me both sad and hungry

This is a truly beautiful portrait of Molly and her relationship with Ginny. I really love how effortlessly this weaves in the food and cooking imagery with the emotions of the characters. The descriptions are so detailed and vivid that you can practically taste the cakes and pies off of the words alone.

Grief is hanging over this fic heavy, grief from Molly with her brothers and grief yet to come from Ginny. These two very different women, who also feel things very differently, have an extremely engaging back and forth of attempted connections. Both of them want it but aren’t able to easily get there with each other, and that struggle was very compelling to me.

Really such a great fic, I always find myself coming back to it

Favorite quotes:

“Molly has always tasted her memories. Perhaps that's why she's always been a bit thick round the middle: food relishes the good times, is the physical stuff of love. Ever since she was a little girl: plum pudding was Christmas and summers were cherry ice cream and chocolate flake. The time she broke her ankle jumping down from a tree, to this day, is the chalk flavor of Skele-Gro and a limp cucumber sandwich from the St Mungo's cafeteria. Her mother is sweet milky tea and her father is cottage pie with mushrooms, his favourite, flavoured with the smoke of his pipe in the air.”

“She learned to cook at her own mother's elbow and she is full of warm, creamy, ginger-flavoured memories of it. But Ginny's never liked being in the kitchen with her mum. She wants to be out with the boys, flying on broomsticks, getting jostled and scraped and braying coarse laughter through a mouthful of blood. That's why, when she thinks about Ginny, it's not the cream tea and swiss roll flavours she expected when she learned she was finally having a girl. It's rain-drenched popcorn at the Quidditch match and the salt of a kiss on Ginny's sweaty, gritty forehead.”

Sparkling Cyanide - @saintsenara

The house elf plot-line in the hp books leaves MUCH to be desired when it comes to fully and unequivocally condemning slavery. Due to this, you might find that me and my black ass are, shockingly, not its biggest fans.

However this fic is a brilliant look into elves’ oppression and enslavement AND their culture and agency.

This fic focuses on the death of Hepzibah Smith and the conditions surrounding and leading up to it. Specifically the subjugation of Elves and how that system encourages the idea of them as docile, unintelligent, and submissive (And how this perception can be wielded against the wizards that enslave them).

What I find so striking about this fic is how language is centered as a tool to illustrate the functions of colonial mindsets. I think this does a fantastic job at subverting the trope of “improper English = stupidity” that HP uses so frequently.

This was an extremely satisfying and moving read!

Favorite quotes:

“Come quickly and stop faffing,’ Mes Ebhsebbá says to Eokhí. She is clicking her fingers at Eokhí, like there is magic in her fingers. There is magic in Eokhí’s fingers. She is able to make the whole house fall to the ground if she is wanting to.”

“They is not knowing that we is knowing how to take the lives we is wanting from them. And that is why they is not thinking about how many weapons they is putting in kitchens.”

The Seven names of Mrs Zabini - @artemisia-black

And if I said that she did nothing wrong then what?

I’ve mentioned this fic several times before but I don’t think I’ll ever be over it. The way this is written is actually masterful; the attention to details, the poetic language, the characterization. I’m going to scream.

There is just something about this fic that entrances me. This is actually my favorite genre of story, the “good for her!” category, and whenever I read/watch these I go temporarily insane.

Because this is in first person we’re really getting into Mrs. Zabini’s mindset and the traumas that inform it, and this is extremely effective/convincing in making you stay on her side even while she is committing cold blooded murder.

Another thing I love about this is how the actual murders are so casually placed in the story, in comparison with how rich the rest of the imagery that Mrs. Zabini is describing. It’s almost like an afterthought. It makes her sound so much colder and more calculating than if there was a long depiction of each individual killing, so I thought that was a really brilliant writing choice.

If you love Gone Girl definitely give this a read!

Favorite quotes:

“There is a reason that Venus herself emerges from her half shell as a fully formed woman, blinking naively into existence. This is what men actually desire, a goddess who knows nothing of the world and so is more easily amused by the trinkets he throws at her. A divine being who is blissfully unaware of her own divinity. A being who had no thought but him and who cannot function outside of him.”

“I had gone to my wedding bed expecting a transformative experience where his penis would alchemise me from a girl into a woman. An expectation I had imbibed from a society that exalts the wonder of the male member. Instead, as I lay there shivering with his rotten seed running down my leg, I felt used and disgusted at the man I had been condemned to spend the rest of my life servicing”

“And as I rattled around our isolated country house, I believed him. Hiding myself from mirrors, starving my body in order to obtain the concave stomach and taut thighs that he so desired. But when I corrected one perceived flaw, he would find another. Peppering his insults with crumbs of tenderness that lured and trapped me in reality of his making.”

The Secret in the Heart of the Forest by @myrskytuuli

This one has it all: accidental cannibalism, ancient rituals, Snape sass, feral Lily, elf politics, generational trauma, fairy induced psychosis, and most importantly the Marauders + Sev and Lily + Regulus and Narcissa all teamed up. Oh yeah I’m eating this up

This one is longer than the others so I’m really going to try to make this as brief as I can but this fic is actually insane because it’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a hp fic and I think I could talk about it forever.

I was genuinely so giddy reading this. There were so many twists and turns and it remained gripping the whole time. This is a psychedelic fever dream, introspective character study, horror adventure and a beautiful tale of friendship all wrapped in one. I absolutely loved everyone’s characterization here, they’re all so beautifully flawed and you can really understand where they are coming from on a personal level but also on a sociological level, I think the author did a MASTERFUL job at this.

The worldbuilding is INSANELY good (the interlude chapters revolving around each of their mothers made me cry repeatedly. And Elieens chapter is just incredible, I have no words). And the pacing is just excellent, I never felt like any of the growth was forced or unearned.

This storytelling is also amazing, whenever there was a theme or reference brought up before in the story that got tied back in again, my mouth would physically drop because it was so seamless yet so meaningful and impactful.

(Sorry but I just need to talk about characterization for a brief minute because this has some of my favorite characterizations that I’ve ever read of some of these characters:

This is my absolute favorite Lily. Like ever. She feels so real here with her anger and flaws and quirks. She is neither villainized nor deified but a full fleshed out character. I just love her!

This is also my favorite James! James is usually a tough character for me to stay engaged with but this fic does an excellent job at balancing his strengths and flaws while keeping him compelling.

This Snape is PERFECT!!! I actually don’t think I can describe how much I love this depiction, all I can say is if you’re a Snape lover who enjoys him being a lil shit you should read this.

Also Peter is just incredible here, too often is he forgotten but this fic really does him justice.

Ok I’ll stop but just know that I could go on and on about all of these characters)

And seeing these characters who would normally hate each other come together to build meaningful bonds while they grow with their own issues is actually cathartic.

If you are a Marauder and Snape fan this is required reading, I really can’t recommend this enough!

Favorite quotes (there were way too many omg):

“Sirius had been angry for a long time now. Sometimes Sirius wondered if he had been born angry, if his first cry had never truly ended”

“Remus had said nothing after that. He was becoming a champion of saying nothing.”

“‘I’m sorry,’ he said.

‘I won’t forgive what you did to me.’ Severus said back with conviction.

‘Good.’ Sirius said with equal conviction.”

“At this point, Lily had arrived like the loyal shadow she tended to be around Snape, spitting out an angry ‘What the fuck?’”

“Sometimes he burned with the need to yank himself free of Lily and the blade of love hanging between them. To hurt her when she stepped over Severus' abused body like an avenging angel that looked down at him and made him look small, dirty, used and worthless. A worm crawling in the mud.”

Ok that’s all for now! I definitely think you should give all these a read!!

#I might be incapable of answering an ask in the appropriate amount of time #I couldn’t put some of my favorite quotes because of spoilers #but genuinely all of these blew me away in very distinct ways #asks #fic recs #ginny weasley #molly weasley #blaise zabini #severus snape #lily evans #james potter #Sirius black #Remus lupin #peter pettigrew #narcissa black #regulus black

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mu-ji-ji-world · 1 month ago

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Sowon got into a bit of debt during GFriend's hiatus. She can't afford to pay it back and doesn't want to become their plaything, so she makes a deal with them.

For 1 week, they get to keep and use Sinb however they want. In exchange, her debt is completely forgiven.

Now Sowon has to work out whether to tell Sinb, or to trick her.

All the members of Gfriend got career except Sowon after disbandment so her daily needs has caused her into debt and she got informed from her debtee, Sean, that she need to clear out all her debt otherwise she need to offer her body for him to settled down her debt. As a debtor, she is facing a critical situation and worrying about it. Concurrently her got a call from one of her members, Sinb then she got an idea up and invited Sinb to meet her up for dinner. Inside the restaurant, Sowon secretly pour some aphrodisiac drug that she got from her creditor into Sinb's drink during the deal both of them make together.

Sowon hold the zoned out Sinb to the car and bring her to the villa where Sowon's debtee at. Sowon start to remove Sinb's clothes in front of Sean and Sinb's hot naked body is presenting in front of Sean and he got amazed by her body, "Wow... My Sowon really brought me a great plaything for me and as a deal I will use her for a week and all your debt will clear afterwards..." Sowon nods and stand at the corner of Sean's bedroom. Sean started to caress Sinb's face, tits, body and tits. "Not bad... Beautiful face, shapely tits, meaty thighs and fat ass really a sex doll that great to use..."

Waited no time Sean begin to toy Sinb's tits by fondling and sucking it and make sure both of her buds are all stiff and more pinkish. He moves down to Sinb's glistening pussy then begin his play. He keep encircling Sinb's pussy by his tongue and intruded her crack by his tongue, he continue fucking her pussy with tongue which triggering moans from Sinb. He now replace his tongue by two fingers and start fingeringer her. Sinb's moans now become more higher and her body squirms making her look more sexier. With effect of drug it let Sinb didn't take much time to hit her orgasm, her juices squirting out from her crack and splash all over Sean's mouth and chin. He now pull out his girthy britain cock and pointed at the opening between both of Sinb's legs then pushed all the way into her core with a forcefully thrust. Sinb screams out loud by the sudden treat while tears started to form in her eyes. "Ahh... This pussy so good that gripping my cock tightly, it even more better than my Sowon's pussy..." With the sudden intruder, Sinb's cunt try it best keep contracting and wish pushing that monster thing out of her. Sean didn't bother much about the resistance and pull all the way out then thrust deeply into Sinb until reach it's base. He keep continue this motion and cause Sinb always screaming due to its cervix being stimulated. Sinb's scream then casually become moan when getting used of that bulky things penetrating in and out of her pussy. No longer soon Sinb's second orgasm hit her and make her exploded on Sean's thick cock which her canal compress hard on his cock and let Sean shoot out a huge load of cum inside Sinb's cunt. At the same time the partner of Sean arrived, one of them named James asked "who's the girl that our debtor brought for us?" "This, Sinb, she really a great sex doll and her pussy is supreme, you should try it..." Sean answered. "Both of you really got an intense sex just now hahaha, aren't you?" James surprised by how sweaty Sinb is and the bedsheet below her are already wet by her juices. He quickly remove his clothes and shove his soft cock into Sinb's mouth, the loss and delirious Sinb begin to suck him up make his cock all wet by her saliva. "Ahhh... This sex doll just fine her oral also a good place to use..." After James end, he now holding Sinb's head with both hands and start to facefuck her. His cock roughly fucking her mouth and Sinb could only be using like a fuckhole while her drool keep leaking from her corner. Everytime James deepthroat Sinb his cock will touch her throat and Sinb could only murmuring which send the vibration thorough his head and let him groan by the pleasure he's getting. The pleasure that Sinb gives him make him more aroused then pace up the rhythm until he blow up his first load for Sinb, his cum keep flowing down Sinb throat and make her drink all his essence until the very last drop. Later on, both of the man plan to use Sinb together. James lay on the bed while Sinb in the middle then Sean at the top. Sinb being sandwich by them and both of her holes are fully filled by two thick cocks she can only moans loud when both of them drilling her holes. Seeing this scene make Sowon's pussy wet but in the deep of her mind she know both of them really a monster who doesn't care much about the partner when they having sex so she could only sacrifice Sinb "Sorry Sinb, I could only sacrifice you because their intense sex will make me feel bad the next day not to mention if getting used for a week..."

Both of them keep penetrating Sinb's pussy and ass violently, the pain that both holes getting stretch to it's limit and intruded make her mind starting become clear. She then seeing her naked and getting used by two unknown man make her scream but at the same time the cock inside her ass start to twitch and creamy cum start to jerk out form the opening then into her anus. The cock inside her pussy also reached its limit and shoot out his freshly warm cum inside her, with both of her holes getting filled up it triggering the third orgasm of her and blow up on James' cock while her waist and legs trembling hard and collapsed on the chest of James. After she awake for few minutes she then scream "Who are you and why I'm here...Argh..." She hold her head by one hand, a sound answer from her back "You are here becaise of your beloved leader Sowon..." "Sowon unnie?" Sinb confused. "Your beloved leader own us a huge debt but she cannot afford to pay back so as a deal you are here to help her clear the debt" "Sorry Sinb this is my fault..." Sowon now standing near the bed while head facing down. "But why me..." Sinb started to cry. "OK, today session end but you still have 6 more days" Sean speak up then pull himself out of Sinb's ass as well as James out of her pussy. Sinb then being throw on the bed while both of her holes leaking cum. "Sorry Sinb..." Sowon could only said sorry "Why unnie... I so trusful to you but you betray me..."

The next five days Sinb still be using as a fuck doll while she still getting rough treat like the first day but she already get used for it and had granted her previous wish that she wanna try something bigger. During the end of sixth day, both of her holes already swollen and redden which make her feel pain all the night whereas she start to plan for a revenge. She got the aphrodisiac drug that James gave her and decide to use on Sowon. Forth of them having dinner together at the last night and Sinb execute her plan which pour that drug into Sowon's drink. Sowon's fate will be the same as Sinb for getting tough play by her own debtee while Sinb standing there to watch them having intense sex just like Sowon did the first night. "Unnie this is the right way for you and you should be responsible for your act by yourself..."

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alexiapp · 2 years ago

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𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐏𝐭. 𝟔

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐟𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟(Also if you want to be tagged when the next chapters of this series comes out just comment and i will!!)

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞? You thought to yourself, you pulled back from the kiss with regret written all over your face. The blonde in front of you could see your expression clear as day, a thick awkward silence filling the air that could be cut with a knife.

Mapi trying to clear the air opened her mouth, “Maybe we should start hea-“ “Do you want me to leave ? i can leave i’m sorry” you said cutting Mapi off.

You started to get up, from the couch pacing back in forth in nervousness, you thought you’ve really done it this time, You just 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 mapi ! You probably just ruined the only stable thing in your life as of right now, the only friendship that was keeping you up.

“y/n, calm down” the tattooed woman said trying to reason with you, “no, i’m so sorry i can just go ?” you said cutting her off again.

The blonde woman stood up now standing in front of you grabbing your hands rubbing her thumb against your hands.

“Breathe cariño” she said to you locking eye contact with you trying to calm down your rambling

You let in a deep breath closing your eyes then let it out, you opened eyes and looked at the blonde as she opened her mouth

“Now bésame” the blonde said with enthusiasm. “what..?” you said skeptical of Mapi’s words making sure you heard her clearly. “You heard me bésame princesa” she said rather sternly.

You leaned in and kissed her, you guys shared a passionate kiss, you put your hands around her neck and she brought her hands around your waist squeezing your hips.

You let out a groan as moved her head to your neck leaving soft kisses.

You groaned and pushed at Mapi’s chest preventing it from moving to something else.

Mapi pulled back and looked at you and let out heavy breaths, “Sorry i almost got carried away” she said smiling and chuckling lightly.

You titled your head giggling and admiring her beauty. Mapi brought her hands to your face using her thumb to soothe your cheekbones.

The tattooed woman opened her mouth and said “You are so beautiful princesa” you muttered a quiet “thank you” smiling taking your bottom lip into your mouth.

“Do you want to actually finish our movie now” You said, the blonde woman nodding in agreement.

As you to settled down on the couch you both having small talk, you started getting into the conversation of practice. “I think i’m ready to go back to practice” You said looking at Mapi “Wow, are you sure you’re ready, to face your teammates, Alexia even?” She said rambling in worry.

“Mapi, i can’t keep running away from things. I won’t let Alexia be the reason i can’t enjoy a sport i love, i need to face things so i’ll be able to grow”.

Mapi smiled, she could see your growth and she was proud, maybe the therapy session you were having 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 working, she was happy that she was there for that journey.

“Also we need to talk about that kiss Mapi” you said laughing and her joining in.

“We don’t have to talk about it but, i just want us to go slow” You said to her, “We can go as slow as you want as long as it’s with you, we don’t have to label anything” You smiled at Mapi’s thoughtful actions.

“Would you be up for a date with me tomorrow princesa?” Mapi said, You nodded in response and said “yes of course” you said with a smile and giggle.

𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢’𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝟐 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢’𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠.

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satansapostle6 · 1 year ago

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Kids | Rodrick Heffley

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Rodrick Heffley becomes obsessed when he finally meets his thirty-five year old band mate, Bill Walter’s, younger sister.

Warnings: Mature themes/language. Drug use. Violence. Smut. Oral(both receiving).

“Meet the Fuckers”

“French Inhale”

“You’re so stupid,” Sara laughed happily.

“You’re so mean!” Rodrick Heffley complained.

“Am not,” she rolled her eyes derisively.

“Are too,” Rodrick teased as they lay together on his bed.

“Maybe you’re just sensitive. Did you ever think of that?” she questioned.

“Wow,” Rodrick scoffed, shaking his head.

“I’m sorry, baby, I didn’t mean it,” she assured him jokingly, ruffling his hair as he just stared at her with admiration.

“…I forgive you,” he sighed after a long pause.

He smiled with his eyes closed and everything as he nuzzled his head into Sara’s hand as she cupped his face affectionately. The two of them had just finished splitting a joint and three bowls between them out Rodrick’s window, and both were in a comfortable, relaxed mood.

However, for Rodrick, after a certain amount of weed, ‘relaxed’ tended to mean horny as long as Sara was there. He didn’t know why, but this time, it was something about the way the warm afternoon sunlight indirectly hit her face as it shone through the window. In that light, and every other light, Sara just looked absolutely beautiful to him, beautiful to the point of being surreal.

“Rodrick?”

“Hmm?”

“Can you roll another blunt?” she asked sweetly.

“Mhm,” he nodded automatically.

From the way that he spoke, she knew he would’ve done anything she asked, with the utmost enthusiasm. He rushed himself so that it wasn’t long before he and Sara were sitting by the window, taking turns blowing smoke out of it. He watched her as she did a masterful French inhale, thick cloud of smoke trailing from out past her lips up to her nose.

She beckoned him forward, taken with his air of innocent obedience as she took a deep hit, carefully breathing the smoke into his mouth as he felt a rush of ecstasy. Rodrick let out a long sigh as he blew out the window, the two of them both in a state of romantic euphoria as they returned to lying on his bed together, laying flat on the mattress like one big blanket.

Sara smiled with amusement at her boyfriend’s admiration of her, moving in to kiss him. He chuckled softly into their kiss as he softly connected his lips to hers, the warmth between them causing him to moan slightly, completely unexpected as he tried to cover it up with the clearing of his throat.

But Sara had already caught on on her own, letting out a soft ‘hmm’ as she began to test him. The amount she’d smoked was also somewhat affecting her, but not quite in the same way as Rodrick. As she leaned in to kiss him again, she angled her body more towards his, hand creeping onto his thigh as he felt a shiver run down his spine.

“Baby,” Rodrick gasped, gulping loudly. “I’m so turned on right now,” he confessed breathily.

“I know,” Sara whispered, fully aware that she was completely in control.

Although Rodrick liked to pretend otherwise in front of other people, Sara was the one who wore the pants in the relationship. Everything was determined by her; Rodrick’s world revolved completely around her. She knew this, of course, and tried to reward him for his affection as often as possible.

Rodrick moaned again softly as Sara’s hand slid up his pants, gently palming the one place where he needed her. She enjoyed his desperation as he tried to keep up with her kiss, gasping in a flustered manner as she seemed to be massaging him gently.

“Sara,” Rodrick stared at her in awe as a hard bulge began to appear.

He just laid there, a dumb expression on his face as the palmed him through his pants. He couldn’t even think of anything better to say; he was too excited, eagerly anticipating her next move.

“I know, baby,” she nodded, “I know.”

“Sara…”

Rodrick locked eyes with her in desperation as she gripped him, hard.

“What’s the matter?” she teased. “Hmm?”

“I need it, baby,” he begged, “Please?” his voice hitched in his throat as he spoke.

She watched, thoroughly entertained, as he looked at her with the most helpless expression left on his face.

“Even just a little bit…”

“I’ve got you, baby,” she promised him, crawling towards him on the bed as she stopped to unzip his jeans.

Rodrick watched her blankly, no longer feeling like begging her as he just sat back, allowing her to completely take control. He was so high and so horny, he didn’t even feel like pretending he wanted to win this battle of control.

“I got you, okay?” she reassured him, pulling his pants down.

He nodded silently, looking at her with complete and utter trust as she helped take his pants off and slid his dark grey briefs down. His eyes widened as his erection finally sprang free. Sara leaned forward, wrapping her fist tightly around it as she slowly pumped up and down, watching him as he stared at her expectantly.

“Aw, so pretty,” she complimented him as he nearly blushed. “Look at you…”

She grinned as she pumped her fist up and down, pace picking up as he began to breathe with his mouth agape. He struggled not to let sound escape, but she still picked up on this.

“Aw, so excited and I haven’t even gotten to sucking yet,” she remarked.

“You—” Rodrick had to stop himself as he felt it twitch. “You’re gonna suck it?” he asked her almost stupidly.

Sara was amused at his slight lack of experience. Rodrick had done things before, but not consistently enough to understand the way these things worked right away. He looked at Sara gratefully as her stroking grew more intense.

“Yeah, baby,” she told him. “You want that? Hmm?”

“Yeah,” Rodrick gasped, his voice more of a whisper than anything. “Oh… Fuck!”

His mouth was left agape as he silently screamed, the sensation currently feeling unlike anything he’d ever experienced before. The warm and wet feelings were all he could concentrate on as he saw nothing but blonde hair and perfectly lined eyes below him.

“Feels so good,” he said in a husky whisper. “Fuck, baby, my shit’s on fire… In a good way,” he thought, highly aware of his own strangeness.

He let out a surprisingly high-pitched gasp, sounding more and more like a porn star as she went on.

“Sara!” he yelled her name as his fists clutched the sheets in excitement. “Sara…!”

He groaned involuntarily as he felt her hands squeezing his thighs, a feeling which was, for some reason, incredibly heightened.

“Fuck, baby, I can’t take it anymore, I need to come…!” he whined. “Please, baby… Lemme be your little porn star!”

The surprisingly cold hands gripping his thighs tightened their grip as Sara looked up at him with her eyes narrowed in victory, resisting a smug chuckle as she felt it shooting down her throat, swallowing with a sick enthusiasm.

“Ohmygod!” he panted, eyes squeezed shut, “Ohmygod!”

Rodrick was in shambles as Sara lifted her head, grinning as she wiped her arm across her lips, going to sit on his still half-hard dick. He smiled almost in relief as he realized she was playing the long game, a phrase which Sara would’ve felt aptly described what he had going on.

“Come here, baby,” he said impatiently, pulling her down towards him, planting a needy kiss on her lips. “Mmm... I love you,” he raved.

Sara’s response was nonverbal. She grinned further into the kiss as she grabbed a fistful of his hair, making him gasp lightly. He looked at her in shock, waiting impatiently for her to do something else.

“Baby?” he said meekly.

“What.”

He found her dominance alarming, as all the blood rushed to a single part of his body.

“Can I lick your pussy?” he asked hopefully. “Please? Pretty please?”

High on his love, she needed no further explanation and tossed what remained of her clothes over her shoulder as she positioned herself on top of him. Lazy as he was, Rodrick was set on being on bottom.

“Come here,” he huffed, “Lemme show you how much I love you…”

He replicated her earlier treatment of him, fingers digging into the soft flesh of her thighs as he pulled her down on top of his face, groaning at the feeling of her. She sighed, content as he instinctively sucked on her clit, needing to give her the most euphoric feeling of gratification possible.

She felt his warm hands moving all the way up from her thighs to her breasts, grabbing and pawing at anything he could. He grumbled and moaned all sorts of nonsense into her as he kitten-licked up and down, knowing exactly which sounds of hers meant to keep doing what he was doing.

Sara threw her head back, quite literally riding out the high, desperately thrusting into his face. He was living for all of it. She sat up for a moment to give him a break, watching as he pouted.

“Why’d you take it away?” he complained breathlessly. “I want you to come on my face.”

He had gotten pretty carried away. She giggled at his sweet pouting, leaning down to kiss him as he eagerly kissed back. Unexpectedly, Rodrick used her pleasure to take control for a brief moment, quickly and lightly flipping her over as he buried his face in her neck, planting soft, wet kisses all over her neck as she sighed. His lips trailed all over her naked body, lingering the whole way down.

Her skin truly felt as if it were on fire as he slowly kissed the inside of her thighs, chuckling to himself as he watched her hips instinctively bucking upwards, in need of some relief. Rodrick grinned as his face hovered over hers for a moment, distracting her with a charming smile until she suddenly felt two long fingers slowly entering.

She moaned quietly as he returned to his comfort zone between her legs, licking long stripes up her pussy as his fingers rapidly pumped in and out of her. She sighed as aggressively kissed her clit, taking a moment to spit on it before lapping it back up again.

Sara closed her eyes for a moment, sighing as she prayed for the world to end at this very moment. Her breath hitched slightly as he suckled on her swollen clit, suddenly bringing her to an unexpected but welcome climax as he groaned hungrily into her body.

The sudden head rush of pleasure made her laugh aloud as she wrapped her legs around his head, respecting the eager way he held onto them like his life depended on it. Rodrick moaned excitably as he lapped up the wetness, taking his time to lick all over her thighs as she finished on his face. He looked up at her with a grin, feeling rewarded as he jumped onto the bed beside her.

Sara carefully wrapped her arm around him, feeling his soft black hair as he burrowed into the space adjacent to her body. Eventually, the two drifted off into a peaceful nap as they hid themselves beneath the covers of Rodrick’s bed. Sara turned onto her side as Rodrick lay behind her, spooning her as he felt her butt poking into him as an act of comfort.

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