#and gave them a massage and some time in a hot tub before putting them to bed because Hero was running themselves into the ground

[bywandandsword]

I either need a whole new spine and several hours with a massage therapist OR to be run over by a road roller

I'm amiable to either

[thecapricunt1616]

capriiiiiii can i pretty please request something with carmy and a gf who is dealing with being stiff / sore and tired. i acc just need him to take care of me. maybe cook me a meal. :(( ily

My loveeeee Hello I'm sorry this has been rotting away I've been dealing with such writers block I hope this doesn't suck aaa! I'm sorry I haven't been writing as much / around tumblr this week i've been busy with other things but I hope to write more soon <3 I finally got my new laptop so i'm going to try and cook some stuff up really soon! Warnings for btc: None really, pure fluff & happy carmy!not edited sorryyyy WC: 1638

You had helped Sugar set up her nursery last night. All the moving of large boxes, and helping build the crib, changing table, and dresser, you were wiped out to say the least. You got home around 4 am, and  When Carmy had left for the restaurant that morning, you were still crumpled on the couch where he’d left you, snuggled in a blanket and softly snoring. When he came home that night and nudged you, you jumped like a sleeping cat 

“I’m awake!” You said quickly with an unintentional snore, rubbing your eyes tiredly. 

“Brought you a sandwich and some fries. Back still hurts?” He asked softly. 

You whimper gently as you stretch out your sore muscles, sitting up once again in the dark living room. “How’s work?” You mumbled with a yawn, taking the takeout container as he plopped next to you and planted a kiss on your head. 

“Doesn’t matter, m’here for you baby, why don’t I get you a bath set up mm?” He flicks on a lamp and you blink a few times as your eyes get adjusted to the light.  

“You’re too good to me, you know that right?” You gave him a peck on the lips. He smiled a bit and rubbed your side 

“I can’t even count the amount of back massages you’ve given me after a long week. I’m just repaying the favor.” He watched as you took a bite and sighed in relief, your stomach growling- likely in thanks as you hadn’t moved from your spot all day long in your blanket nest. 

“This is really good, Bear” you mumble as you chew. He hums happily at your approval, giving you one more kiss to the temple before getting up. 

“Good, I put a piece of princess cake in the fridge for you for after your bath if you want” he said on his way to the bathroom, and you could cry at the bliss that was being taken care of. 

He makes sure to clean out the tub with bathroom spray and rinse it fully, before starting the water at the very hot temperature he knew you liked after plugging the tub. He got one of the little herb sachets with different flowers and herbs and hung it over the faucet so it infused into the water, causing it to be a pretty light pink color.

From the bathroom closet he grabbed your little bath tray and set it up for you, as well as the little bath head pillow that suctioned to the tub for you to rest back on, and got those set up before taking out the waterproof electric candles and setting a few out for you for a comforting ambiance. After he put a good amount of the muscle relaxing herbal epsom salts in the bath for you, as well as plenty of bubbles the way you liked and agitated the water for you, he popped your favorite fluffy towel in the warmer. 

He cut off the water and went into the bedroom, grabbing your fluffy bathrobe and a comfortable pair of panties for you as well as the book you were currently reading from your nightstand and got them all set up on the bathroom counter for you, as well as your hair brush. He opened the bottom drawer where you kept all your sheet face masks, and picked out a bedtime one and set it on the bath tray for you next to your book. 

By the time he came back out to let you know your bath was ready you had already finished eating and were once again slumped on the couch, you figured you had pulled or overworked something in your back because even holding yourself up was proving to be exhausting very fast. “Did you want some wine my love” he crouched down next to where you were snuggled on the couch, brushing your hair from your eyes gently. 

“Yes please” you said softly. He planted a gentle, lingering kiss on your forehead before going to the kitchen. He got your favorite wine out of the fridge, popping open the bottle and pouring you a glass. He brought it to the bathroom and put it in the little slot on the tray made for wine glasses, before coming back to collect you. 

“Alright, up” he held his hand out to you and wiggled his fingers for you to take it. You sighed softly knowing moving meant pain, but when you grabbed his hand he lifted you to your feet with little effort, being sure to steady you with his other hand on your hip since you weren’t expecting it. 

“Woah” you giggled, the action having woken you from your tired state and following him to the bathroom. When you saw the state of it, you pulled him into a tight hug, kissing his neck gently. You didn’t want him to see the fact there was tears pooling at your eyes, since he hated when you cried. But the fact that he had a nearly 14 hour day, and came home to you- and still went out of his way, above and beyond to take care of you. To make you feel loved, cared for. You’d never had another partner who was so attentive and went out of their way for you how he did.

“Love you…” you muttered before pulling away with a sniffle. He cupped your cheeks, giving you a gentle kiss 

“Your towel is In the warmer waiting for you baby, I’ll get your pajamas set out for you” he gently tucked your hair behind your ear and rubbed his knuckle over your cheekbone before heading back to your bedroom, leaving the door cracked behind him. You noticed after he left that your skincare was all set up for you as well as your favorite body lotion and its matching body mist which just made you smile even more. 

After undressing you sit in the warm bath, sighing in relief as the hot water did wonders for your sore muscles, resting your head back on the comfortable pillow as you sip your wine and hum contently to yourself. For a while you just sat, reading your book and sipping your wine and after about 30 minutes when the water had gone lukewarm, and your glass of wine had been finished - you decided to drain the tub. 

Carmy heard you getting out of the bath, so he went and got your pajamas that he’d been warming in the dryer for you and got your side of the bed all made up after filling your reusable water bottle with iced lemon water.  By the time you had gotten your lotion on and did your skincare as well as brushed your teeth, the house had already been shut down for the evening. He had made sure to clean up the kitchen and living room, as well as shut all of the shades and get your coffee pot set up for the next morning like usual. 

“Hey pretty girl” he takes your hand, kissing it gently “got some warm pajamas for you, house is taken care of you just have to get in bed” he motioned to the bed where your pajamas were nicely folded for you. 

“And you say you aren’t romantic” you mused, causing him to chuckle a bit as he wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head 

“What can I say, I guess you bring it out of me. Get your pajamas on I’ll rub your feet for you” he said and you hum happily, closing your eyes and planting a kiss on his neck

“Can I be babied like this all the time?” You joked, he huffed a laugh, handing you your pajamas. 

“The days that I’m not too wiped out from work, I can try” he plopped down on his side of the bed with a soft grunt of relief after being on his feet all day. You slipped out of your robe, and his eyes rake over your frame as you unfolded your soft, fluffy nightgown and slipped it over your head. “Mm mm mm” he said jokingly. You giggled as you crawl on the bed, resting your legs over his lap and wiggling your manicured toes teasingly. 

“Get to massaging this isn’t a free peep show” you said and he took your ankle, bringing it to his lips and giving it a chaste kiss

“What- so you can put me to work, and I can’t even eye the goods?” he joked as he put your leg gently back in his lap and grabbing the massage oil that he’d put on the nightstand and warming some in his hands before starting to massage your foot. You hum happily, lips curling into a small smile and your eyes fluttering shut in bliss. 

“Mmmm, keep doin’ that and I’ll let you see whateeever you want” you said happily, your voice nearly a purr from how expertly he was massaging your calves and feet. “Can I turn on Big Brother?” you asked and giggle at the way his face lit up

“You really waited?! Fuck yeah I wanna see whats up put it on” he said and you smiled, shaking your head jokingly as you turned on the TV. He had whined before about not wanting to watch ‘trash reality tv’ all the time, but over the course of the many nights he came home and you were watching it - he had eventually starting asking you to wait for him to watch ‘your show’ together, and you would tease him and tell him how you thought he said it was boring and gossipy, just to get his cheeks to go that cute shade of pink.“Of course I waited, it’s our show now”

[reysdriver]

Rubber Duck | E.M.

You and Eddie give your baby girl a bath — dad!eddie x mom!reader fluff

Warnings: none, it's literally just pure fluff

words: 0.6k

“The water isn’t too hot, right?” You were always so worried about the smallest of things like this. Is the bed too soft? Has she burped enough? Did I put enough baby powder in her diaper? 

“You put a drop on your forehead right?” Eddie asked, bouncing your baby softly. 

“Yes, of course.”

“And was it too hot?”

“No.”

“So then it’s not too hot.” Eddie reassured you. He was more level-headed than you with these things, at least on the outside. The balance worked well for taking care of her. 

He sat her down on the counter next to the baby bath and unwrapped her towel. He leaned down and gave her stomach rolls a raspberry, which elicited a giggle from both of them. 

“Are you ready for bath time, little lady?” Eddie asked her, even though she couldn’t respond. He lowered her down into the water, and she only kicked her little legs and splashed the water at you once. That may be a new record. 

You let her play around, smacking the water and popping bubbles from the cap of the soap bottle before you started to clean her. 

You and Eddie both knew that the shampoo was her least favourite part, so you had been developing strategies to keep her happy while you washed her hair. 

You scooped up a cup of bath water while Eddie showed your daughter her favourite bath toy, a little yellow rubber duck. Her cute smile doubled in size just at the sight of the toy, and the adorable image almost distracted you from your task. 

But you managed to avoid it and continue washing her. You held a hand tight against her forehead like a visor to shield her eyes from any water that wants to come running down, then lightly poured some water on the top of her head. 

She scrunched her face for a second or two, but when Eddie gave the duck toy a funny voice, she forgot all about the water. 

You watched her try to grab for the duck as you lathered up some shampoo in your hands. “Okay, I’m gonna try and get this part done quickly, baby.” You told your daughter apologetically.

You put the foamy shampoo on the top of her head and began massaging lightly. For once, she didn’t put up a fight. To your relief, she just kept smiling and laughing at the rubber toy. 

“You’re not even fazed with Mommy washing your hair, are you?” Eddie asked your little girl happily. “You just love your duckie so much!” 

When it was time to rinse the suds off, Eddie noticed and went back to quacking and speaking in his silly voice. You dipped the cup in the bath water again and brought your hands back to her forehead. Again, she didn’t even seem to care about what you were doing as long as the duck was in front of her. 

A sigh of relief fell from your lips once her head was clean, and you leaned down to press a kiss on her chubby cheek. 

“So, I think the duck is going to be a part of her bath time routine now.” You said to Eddie. 

Eddie returned to his normal voice. “I’ll give her the duck whenever she wants if he makes her happy like this.” 

He placed the duck in the tiny tub and it was immediately scooped up by a pair of even tinier hands. Then Eddie started playing with your daughter’s wet hair, swirling it and bringing it to the middle. 

“Plus, if she’s not crying after washing her hair, I can style her however I want and not feel bad for her.” He added, pointing to an adorable mohawk atop the giggling baby’s head.  

[hellsburners]

maybe the night

summary: you miss jake lockley. pairing: jake lockley x male reader word count: 1.5k warnings: 18+ warning, unrpotected s3x, shower s3x, top!jake, l-bombs a/n: sorry for being ia i was very sick (still a bit sick) wanted to post something but i dont have anything finished so i made this to update u guys [still working on your requests i promise!!]

masterlist | more moon knight

Jake comes home after a normal night. Taking in cab passengers gaining new information from the streets of London that Marc can use. He arrives in your shared flat finding you snuggled up in your bed, the blue sheets covering your toes up to your nose.

He sat next to you, removing his leather gloves so he can run his fingers through your hair and touch your warm cheeks. You slept so peacefully, Jake wanted to wrap his arms around you as you two shared the bed but he knew how much you hated it when he slept in with his outside clothes.

Out of the three of them, Jake was the most romantic when it comes to gifts but the least you spent time with. He’s usually out at night, barely saying goodbye, and on the off chance you see each other it’s when you were already preparing for bed, but the moment you wake up there would always be flowers on the kitchen counter. 

“–Jake?” you turned, eyes fluttering. 

“Shit, sorry for waking you sweets,” he whispered. “Was gonna get ready for bed.”

“Want me to draw you a bath?” you asked. 

“No it’s alright, you should go back to sleep,” he said, drawing the sheets back to your shoulders, but you insisted. Jake rolled his eyes but you pouted, come on I can’t go back to sleep easily anyway, you pleaded. After the back and forth he finally gave in. 

You made sure the water was a bit hot, his preference, and used a clean-smelling bath bomb. You helped unbutton his white shirt and his tie, his eyes glued to you as you finished the task. Your fingers were cold when they touched his almost feverish skin, Jake shuddered from the contact. 

Jake hopped onto the tub sinking into the soapy water. Sat behind the tub as you put shampoo on his hair. You massaged your fingers through his scalp over and over as suds foamed around your fingers. Jake’s eyes rolled back from the calming sensation of your fingers. 

“How’s your night?” you asked.

“Tiring,” he said. “Barely any news regarding those disappearances.”

“I heard that the cops don’t have intel on it too,” you said as you scooped water to his hair. “Marc speculates it's those vampire gangs.”

Whenever the two of you talked it was always Steven who said this, Marc said that, never really just about the two of you. Jake knew it was about time he sparked a conversation that didn’t involve the other two—no offense. 

“I love it when you use this shampoo on me,” he smiled. 

“Why?” you furrowed your brows, he always asked you to use it on him but you had never asked why. 

“Cause it smells like you.”

You chuckled under your breath. Jake, always flirting. You felt sad that you haven’t spent that much time lately, but maybe tonight you could have something for yourselves. You rinse his hair free of the suds, his curls clinging onto his forehead. He just lets you wash his hair, Jake took the moment of solemnity and closed his eyes to relax. He was surprised when you left a kiss on his cheek, your warm lips on his face. 

You stand to grab a towel before he takes your wrist. He gestured for you to join him, fine, you said. Gently undressing, his eyes gazed all over your nakedness, taking in the sight. He guides you to the tub and the two of you lay down in the water, your back to his chest. His arms wrap around your torso, securing him to you. He places kisses all over your shoulders while his hand traces circles all over your belly. 

“Thanks for the bath, sweets,” he whispered in between kisses. 

“I figured we don’t usually spend much time with each other,” you said. “I wanted to spend some time with just us.”

“Yeah, sorry about that,” he said. 

You turned around to straddle his thighs. His hands guide your hips under the water. You bent down to kiss him on the lips, his wet curls sticking to your forehead, his mustache tickling your face. Your hands trace his smooth chest, down to his soft belly. 

He sits up so your ass is on his sex, slowly hardening underneath your touch. Your hands wrap around his neck to gather some stability, your fingers peering through the hair on his nape. He leaves kisses all over your neck, sucking on the skin lightly. You feel yourself harden under his touch as well, his fingers forming a ring around your sex. 

His cock hits the crease in between your ass, achingly hard. You shift your body so that your cocks are parallel to each other. You wrap both your hands around the hardness to form a tightness. You stroke your cocks, water splashing on your torsos. 

Your cocks start to leak pre cum from the stroking, your lips glued to each other getting more languid by the second, the room filling with the sounds of moaning and water splashing. Jake’s back started to sore from the porcelain tub. 

“I don’t think this tub is built for fucking,” he said. You chuckled in agreement. You two stand when he pulls you toward the shower. He pins you to the tiled wall, turning on the shower in the process. Hot water trickles down his back as he spits on his cock, lubing it in preparation. You turn around to present your hole to him, your hands pressed on the wall with your back arched for him. 

He kneels to spit on your ass, tracing his wet fingers on the rim of your hole before he presses the digit inside you. He inserts another to stretch you, his cock was quite girthy so the preparations would help greatly. He stands up and lines his sex to your hole, slowly entering the member into you. 

You feel the tightness envelop his girth as his hands clench on your waist, hot water sprinkling on your back before he thrusts forward. You cry from the pressure before he pulls back out and enters you again. His hips moved slowly at first, taking in the feeling of your warm walls on his aching cock. 

“You’re so tight, sweets,” he groaned, pushing and pulling on your waist. He lets out curses and sounds of pleasure. He takes his hand to your cock, stroking it in the same rhythm as his hips. You cry out when he hits your sensitive spot, your knees weakening. 

“Fuck you’re so good, Jake,” you moan, this arouses him more, quickening his pace. You let out moans from the sudden shift in pace, tears of pleasure forming in your eyes. 

“You can take it, sweets, I know you can,” he coos. 

He suddenly pulls out, and you gasp from the sudden emptiness. He turns you around to face him, he looks at you, cheeks flushed, and kisses your swollen lips. He takes your thighs and lords you up to the wall, your legs wrapped around him. He continues to thrust into you again, your back rising and falling against the tiled wall. 

“Jake—fuck,” you moaned. You take his face so he’s looking up at you, your thumb caressing his cheeks. You kiss him with saliva dripping down the side of your lip. You gasped from his fast pace, his head going to your neck placing hickeys. 

“You’re so pretty, sweets,” he moans. His hips slap onto your skin. “So beautiful.”

His hips thrust faster even more, your eyes watering as you cry out. Your nails dig into the skin on his back as he fucks his fill into you. You’d think with the water you’d start to slip, but Jake’s hands on your thighs were gripping tight, steadily holding you as his cock drills into your hole. 

“I’m—close,” you gasp.

Jake thrusts a few more, his hips hard-hitting your skin before his cum empties into your hole, his grunts filling the small space. You let out a cry before you cum too, shooting in between your bellies. 

He puts you down gently, your legs like jelly. You two kiss as you begin to shower. You helped him lather the soap all over your bodies, he took extra care in cleaning up your behind. After you shower, you get ready for bed. Always taking time for your skincare routine in front of the vanity. Jake was doing his routine thanks to Steven, who made it a rule that skincare is a must no matter who is in control. 

“I love you, sweets,” he said, smiling through the mirror. “Like a lot actually, I hope you don’t forget that whenever I’m busy.”

You stood up to hug his back, arms wrapped around his torso. “Of course, I love you too Jake,” you kiss his cheek. “A lot."

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[hufflepuffwritingstuff2]

Massage

Hero thrashed in their bonds, desperate to get free.

“Come on, Hero,” Villain reasoned, “I haven’t done anything to you yet.”

“You kidnapped me, that’s enough!” Hero snapped, “I don’t plan on sticking around long enough to find out what else you’re going to do to me!”

“I don’t think you have a choice in the matter,” Villain said with a laugh, “now hold still.”

Villain produced a syringe from their pocket. Hero froze in their seat, their eyes widening.

“Get that thing away from me!” Hero yelled, thrashing once again.

Villain ignored them, stepping closer until they and Hero were mere inches apart. They tilted Hero’s neck, despite their struggles, and injected the contents into their system. Hero cried out as the needle was inserted.

“What did you just give me!?” Hero asked, a touch of panic creeping into their voice.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” Villain said with a grin.

Hero continued to try to get free, but their movements were weaker and more sluggish for some reason. After about a minute, Hero could barely move at all.

“Wha-” Hero started.

Villain smirked and started to free Hero from their bindings. Hero slumped forward in their seat, Villain caught them before they could tumble to the ground.

“Muscle relaxer, Hero, and a pretty strong one at that,” Villain explained.

“You son of a- ack!”

Villain swept Hero up into a bridal carry and laid them on a table on their stomach, making sure their head was turned to the side. Villain took Hero’s arms and folded them in front of them, resting their head on top of them.

“Oh, this isn’t degrading at all,” Hero said.

“Relax, Hero, I’m not going to hurt you,” Villain paused, “well, this might hurt, but it’s your own fault if it does.”

Hero felt Villain put their hands on their shoulders. They made slow, circling motions with their thumbs, applying the smallest amount of pressure.

“Gosh, you are tense,” Villain said.

Hero was confused. Was Villain doing what they thought they were doing? Hero didn’t have time to question it, because Villain gradually increased the pressure until Hero couldn’t help but cry out.

“Villain!” Hero said through clenched teeth.

“I told you it was your fault if it hurt,” Villain said, “you shouldn’t have let it get this bad, why do you think I kidnapped you in the first place?”

Villain kneaded Hero’s shoulders, working out all the knots, with the occasional cry of pain from Hero. Eventually, they moved up to their neck, working out the tension there as well. Then Villain continued down to Hero’s back, and that was where a lot of the trouble resided. Villain spent a good twenty minutes massaging Hero’s back, which was both painful and relieving for Hero. When all was said and done, Villain turned Hero on their back so that they were looking up at them.

“Better?” Villain asked.

“Well, considering you gave me a muscle relaxer beforehand…”

Villain gave Hero an incredulous look.

“Yes,” Hero admitted, “it’s much better.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” Villain said.

Villain picked Hero up again and carried them up the stairs.

“Wait,” Hero said, “now what are you doing?”

“You thought you were just getting a massage, Hero?” Villain asked, “no, it’s straight to the hot tub for you, then you’re going to sleep in a nice, soft bed. And don’t even think about trying to escape, I have plenty more muscle relaxers.”

Hero laughed and let themselves be carried down the halls to the hot tub. They should get kidnapped more often.

[mythicamagic]

Purple Tremors: a Xiaolumi fanfic (Genshin Impact) ~ Chapter Two ~ (End)

Summary: Xiao's expression shuttered, before his fingers curled to clasp her hand equally tight. He stepped in close as if to hide her inside his shadow.

"Give your body over to me. The wind will take you. Nothing will hurt you while we travel."

Aka: Xiao finds an injured Lumine on a beach in Liyue after her encounter with the Raiden Shogun.

Chapter one: here

Rated M for some mild suggestive themes. Read on Ao3 - here.

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Lumine stared ahead of herself, chin pillowed on her arms. It was difficult to know what to make of the situation, but between the choice of a little awkwardness or prolonged physical pain, she chose awkwardness. 

She waited, completely bare save for a towel slung over her waist- and laying upon covers that smelled like Xiao. Vaguely she could hear the Adeptus moving about the room, blocked from sight by a shoji screen. Up until a little while ago, he'd been crushing herbs with a motor and pestle while she'd carefully languished in a special kind of bath. Xiao had filled it himself by pouring a vial into the tub that gradually increased to fill up the whole thing with steaming water. Lumine had expected to feel pain when entering it- but the waters had only gently lapped at her wounds. 

Incense smoke now wrapped around her gently, soothing. Lumine breathed deeply, in and out. None of it quelled the thrum of her heartbeat. The situation was unusual and her feelings were out of place but an undeniable something fluttered in her bloodstream. She’d never laid naked on anyone’s covers before. 

Lumine mentally shook herself. Her entire body was in agony and Xiao was helping her, that was all. Get a grip, Lumine.

At the first touch of lithe fingers upon her back she froze, inhaling sharply.

"Sorry," Xiao grunted. His weight settled onto the bed beside her. Lumine's back thrummed at the contact, but whatever he'd put in the bath made touch become a dull ache rather than painful. His hands returned- carefully this time- rubbing a damp substance over her back and massaging it into her skin. "Try to bear it as best you can. I know my hands are rough without the gloves."

"No, they're perfect," she found herself gripping the sheets tightly. Gods.

Strong and sure palms dragged back and forth, kneading her damaged skin. The callouses of his hands actually added to the soothing motions. The scent of incense wrapped around her like a warm embrace, and there was no pain despite her sensitive wounds. Instead, Lumine was free to appreciate the strong and sure touches. 

"I'm not a healer like some of my other kin. In fact, I'm probably the worst person to be doing this, considering…what I carry with me," Xiao muttered as he worked. "But I don't want to agitate your wounds too much by waiting for someone else or carrying you to them, so I'll perform this to the best of my ability. It's a healing process I remember, back when the yaksha-" 

He cut himself off. It occurred to Lumine that he was rambling, a very odd thing for Xiao to do. Maybe he was as nervous about touching her as she felt about being touched. 

"I'm grateful. Honestly, I feel leagues better than I did earlier already. What was in that bathwater?"

"Essence of slime."

She jolted. Panic entered his voice. "Kidding- don't move about too much. The vial was something Cloud Shaper gave to her fellow Adepti. She made it from her ability to gather water vapour and added her own flourishes. It's meant to be a safety measure. If we're in a tight spot and need water, this gives us a supply that never runs out. You can make the temperature hot or cold by your own will."

"And the paste? It smells kind of minty." 

"It's specifically Dragonspine mint mixed with Silk Flowers for the soothing texture and a range of other things I threw together."

Lumine hummed contentedly, feeling his palms rub down her spine exquisitely. She knew Xiao. He didn't just 'throw things together. ' 

Her guess was that the other ingredients were much harder to come by and he didn't want to make her feel guilty.

His fingers began massaging a trapped nerve, and Lumine sucked in a sharp breath, twitching with discomfort for the first time.

"Are you doing alright?"

She laughed weakly, smothering the pain. "You've asked me that a lot today."

"Maybe I wouldn't have to if you'd give me a straight answer."

"I have-"

"Lying that you're 'fine' when you're scarred and trembling isn't imbuing me with much confidence," he drawled. 

Lumine visualized his hands as they traveled lower on her back, always so careful. Sometimes it felt like they lingered longer than necessary. She didn't mind.

With a sigh, she shifted on her stomach,  resting her chin on the covers. "...I'm just tired. Really, really…tired," the shapes of the room softened into blurred images as her gaze unfocused. The numbness that kept everything at bay seemed to fail- ebbing like a tide and revealing her soft underbelly of raw emotions. 

Xiao said nothing and didn’t prompt her to open up again. He continued massaging the minty-smelling paste onto her back in silence, occasionally unwinding her trapped nerves.

"Logically I know the right thing- the best thing to do is to keep going,” Lumine broke. “To not lose heart. I've met so many people during my travels who have suffered worse than I have. Some lost family members too. They carried on. They're still fighting." 

There was a pause in Xiao's hands- before he massaged them beneath her ribs slowly.

"I never doubted that I'd find my brother, not really. But that last fight…I really felt like I couldn't. That I'd keep searching and searching in every region and he'd never be there. Like he didn't want to be found. And if I don't have him by my side I don't-" she choked on the words. "I don't really know who I am. I just let people call me 'The Traveler' because it's convenient. Paimon seems to lead me by the hand like I'm a lost child sometimes."

"I've guided lost children before, believe me- you're not one."

"Are you sure?" she gave a wan smile, before hissing as something twinged in her back. Xiao's hands were quick to ease the pain, soothing. "I'm blubbering like one."

“A 'traveler' reminds me of ronin. You wander but you are not lost. This was just an unexpected detour for you. From the strength you’ve shown multiple times…I know you’ll find your way again.”

She wished she could regain that sense of certainty he displayed. 

"Are you going to tell me what happened?" He asked softly. "I wouldn't insist if it wasn't important. I understand the desire to keep matters to yourself. However…I sense something damaging your aura. It feels similar to energy I've experienced before."

"I had a fight with the Raiden Shogun," Lumine closed her eyes, remembering it. "That's when I got hurt. Everything went dark. I went to this…strange desolate place. She was there…" Lumine trailed off, shaking her head. "I hid it as much as possible from Paimon and the others. After that, well- you know the rest. I felt like I needed to get away."

"So the Electro hurled at you was a direct attack from a God. That explains it. Her wrath has imbued your body as I suspected."

Lumine said nothing, closing her eyes tiredly. She could've rested under the gentle touch of his hands forever honestly. His hand on her shoulder brought that brief fantasy to a close.

"Are there any further scars?"

She bit her lip. Now was the tricky part. She'd been wondering if he'd ask. 

Maybe it would be kinder not to mention it. Xiao was a trusted, infinitely valued friend. She didn't want to put him in an even more awkward position than they already were. 

Besides, her heart was pounding inappropriately at just his fingers on her back. That made her feel guilty enough. Here he was, just trying to help her- and she was getting…ideas. Paimon would be so disappointed in her. Lumine snorted at the thought. 

"Traveler?"

"Uh- no. Not that I'm aware of."

There was a definite shift in his voice. A drop in tone that hinted at displeasure. It made her shiver in new ways. "That you're aware of? This isn't a light matter. I need to cover every inch of scarring before I can proceed. If we don’t do this right- your body may suffer irreparable damage."

She winced. Well there was no arguing with that. Besides…she was already practically naked on his bed and Xiao sounded fine. Utterly professional. Maybe she was the only one affected by being with him like this. 

Sucking in a deep breath for courage, Lumine let it go, shifting to sit up. She covered her bare chest with one arm, cheeks flaming red as she carefully twisted to face him and reveal the spiderweb of damage spreading over her torso. 

A yaksha mask gazed back at her. Lumine jolted, sucking in a hard breath. "H-have you been wearing that this whole time?" she squeaked. 

Xiao's expression was of course inscrutable. He sat back on his heels, the gorgeous black, blue and gold designs of his mask giving a solemn air, but ultimately hiding all emotion. She couldn't even see his eyes.

He touched the rim briefly. "It is necessary, in order for me to perform the task at hand to the best of my ability. Is there…" he cleared his throat. "Is there anywhere else you're scarred or is that it?"

"That's it," Lumine murmured. Disappointment curdled in her chest. She couldn't exactly explain why. Perhaps she'd been seeking a connection during this whole mess- but Xiao's mask put a stop to that. She couldn't tell what he was thinking when he touched her. 

"Alright. Hold still. I'll try to be gentle but don't go expecting a miracle. "

Lumine shifted the towel more securely across her waist before nodding. She held her breath, sweat beading on her brow as he reached out. 

Her exhale stalled and stuttered as Xiao's hands met her chest. His fingers began trailing over the damage, carefully stroking the medicinal herbs onto her skin. A map of healing. 

It was different, facing him. On her stomach, Lumine had just rambled her worries away. Now the contact felt inescapable. Direct. Xiao was sitting so close. His hands were kind and careful- fingers dipping into the valley of her breasts before having to slip under her arm and graze a damaged nipple.

Lumine sucked in a sharp breath. She caught it- the faint tremor in his hand. 

Her eyes snapped to his face, but of course could see nothing. 

"Xiao," she spoke, surprised at her own breathlessness. Could he feel how her heart hammered relentlessly in her chest?

"What is it?"

Her lips twitched. "Can I take off the mask? Please?"

"Why would you- I mean that's not-" his voice grumbled out, leaning slightly away from her. "I have need of it. Don't worry about pointless things right now. Focus on letting me heal you."

Lumine quieted. "...It's not pointless to me."

She could see it now: the little tells in his body language. How he held himself stiffly and tried not to touch her more than necessary. Wang Ping'an had once written that the Conqueror of Demons wore a mask- not just to strike fear into his enemies- but to hide the part of him that was human.

Lumine didn't think any further on it. She reached out and grasped the edge of the mask near his cheek.

She noticed him freeze up. "Lumine- don't."

"What are you afraid of?"

His fingers wrapped around her wrist, grip loose, unsure. "...I'm just unfamiliar with healing. I'm not disciplined enough to be…completely perfect at handling it. I'm ashamed of my own ability to get so distracted by you."

Ah, would the sensation of warmth ever leave her around this man? Fondness beat in her chest. She shook her head ruefully. 

"Getting distracted isn't necessarily a bad thing. Especially right now. I'm happy to have you distract me from how much pain I'm feeling."

She felt his grip tremble. Slowly, gradually, his fingers slackened. Lumine took that as all the invitation she'd get to carefully lift the mask up and away from his face.

Twin pools of luminous yellow greeted her. They made her pause, thrown. She'd never seen Xiao look at her with such heat before. His cheeks were dusted red. His mouth was pressed into a hard line- and he was unable to hold her gaze. 

Heart fluttering, Lumine cupped his cheek, redirecting his attention back to her. He trembled and released hot, tight breaths against her wrist. As she stroked inquisitive fingers into dark hair, she noticed something.

"Your ears-!" she exclaimed. 

Xiao jerked in her hold, blushing an even darker shade of red. "D-damn," he hissed under his breath. "It's not uncommon for adepti to sometimes lose control over their human forms. Ignore it."

She didn't think she could ignore the pointed tips even if she wanted to. 

"Have you ever lost control of your human guise?"

"...No."

Lumine bit her lip, stroking the shell of his ear with a light touch. The reaction was instantaneous- a shudder running through Xiao that left him sinking into her palm. He turned his face to kiss her hand, panting softly.

"Couldn't you- just let me help you. Why are you so incorrigible?" Xiao mumbled into her skin, pressing slow kisses to the tips of her fingers before leaning his marked brow into her knuckles.

"I won't apologise for it," Lumine smiled. She forgot about her exposed chest and used her free hand to tilt his head up, resting their foreheads together. They traded air with quiet breaths. Xiao's lashes lowered, closing his eyes as if to bask in her presence. 

"You scare me more than anyone," came his grim confession. 

Before she could pull away to voice her confusion, Xiao gripped her arm. "I don't understand the hold you have on me- and that's what's frightening. Feeling this way for a mortal is…new. And wrong. For someone like me anyway…"

"Someone like you?" She hummed, combing her fingers through his hair and massaging them at the base of his skull. Xiao all but purred, leaning into her touch with a stifled groan. "Kind, protective, vigilant you," Lumine opened her eyes. "Perhaps you're just as lost as I am, just in a different way. But, want to know a secret, Xiao?"

"Hm?"

"I might have to wander, but you're the one place I want to return to. Every time I leave."

His eyes snapped open wide. Xiao's lips parted wordlessly, searching her face with a pensive, hopeful look that made her heart break. Something about her earnest expression must have finally got through to him, as his shoulders relaxed. 

His gaze briefly dropped to her chest, and then back to her mouth. 

That was all the warning she got. A sweet, firm pressure suddenly pressed against her lips. Lumine stiffened, heart leaping wildly in her chest. Heat shot to her face in a healthy blush. Her fingers curled in his feathery soft hair, dropping to grip his shoulders and pull him closer.

Xiao broke away briefly- and fear shot through her bloodstream- but he merely looked at her, with a strange look of wonder. As if he couldn't believe what he'd just done. 

Lumine tugged on his shoulders, wanting more. 

"I- " he rasped. "You're going to make me go crazy if you keep looking at me like that."

Lumine blinked, slowly giving a pleased smile. She giggled and pecked his lips shyly, before meeting him for a longer kiss. Their kisses bespoke of their mutual lack of experience- clumsy, rushed, but eager and warm. 

His fingers, still smeared with minty paste, tangled in her buttery blonde locks. 

Lumine slung her arms tighter around his neck as they parted just a hair's breadth for air, which soon became filled with her soft laughter. 

She couldn't articulate the sudden giddiness. Her body was still sore and throbbing from the electro, but her heart was near to bursting with gladness. She was here, with Xiao- and he was kissing her like she was the most precious treasure in the world.

His touch strayed downward, stroking down the column of her throat and covering it with heated kisses soon after. Lumine moaned, arching into his mouth and rocking her hips slightly against his, lost in his embrace. Their mouths and touches strayed, familiarising themselves with each other's bodies. Lumine didn't even realise she was ticklish under her thigh until Xiao stroked his fingers there. She found his back felt as equally tense as hers, filled with trapped nerves and stiffness. She mentally promised to give him a massage too.

Mid-kiss, Lumine blinked as she combed her fingers free from his hair- pulling out something.

She and Xiao parted to stare at the teal feather held between her forefinger and thumb. 

An undignified snort sounded out. Xiao's eyes twinkled. Lumine grinned- bursting into laughter in time with him. The sounds of their laughter mixed and filled the usually silent room, carrying even outside into the quiet night. 

When the mirth died down, they exchanged smiles. Something shifted in that moment, as if they'd quietly sobered. Xiao brushed the hair out of her eyes, still catching his breath. His eyes had never looked more alive. Playful. Lumine felt her chest tighten, heart squeezing. She could have fallen in love with that look in his eyes if he'd let her.

"Are you going to behave now?" He rumbled. 

"Maybe."

He bent down to her ear. Lumine expected another kiss- only to squeal as a light nip scraped her flesh. "Alright, alright," she conceded, unable to stop from smiling- kicking her legs out beneath him when he continued until she was yelling it.

"Good. You're hard work, you know?" he huffed, pulling away to grasp her shoulder- pushing firmly.

Lumine found herself on her back- pleasantly surprised as Xiao slung his leg over her waist, settling above to straddle her hips. Heat shot down to her core at the view.

His eyes glowed in the low light. Seriousness now painted his features. Back to business. "The herbs will have taken effect now- numbing your wounds. This next part requires you to be absolutely still, Lumine. Can you do that for me?"

She nodded slowly. "Will you…keep the mask off?"

He blinked. "Fine. I need to concentrate though- so…no kisses or touches or your other feminine wiles." 

She arched a brow. Feminine wiles? 

Xiao sat back and closed his eyes as if to center himself. 

The atmosphere immediately changed. A hush fell over the room, as if holding its breath. Xiao reached around his neck and removed the beaded necklace, instead placing it around hers. The pendant rested squarely on her chest. 

He then took a hanging incense burner made of brass and coaxed the trailing smoke to life, letting it gradually fill her lungs. 

When he spoke next it wasn't a language she knew, but it sounded old. An incantation. A vow. 

Lumine remained still beneath him, feeling the change as everything began to feel heady, like a warm summer night. Energy sparked, and Xiao lowered the incense burner to rest a palm over her chest directly over her heart. It thundered as he spoke. 

Without his mask, those golden eyes framed with red markings bore into hers. She gave the barest hint of a smile.

I trust you.

Xiao's lips thinned. He inclined his head and began writing invisible characters onto her body- one at the base of her stomach, her collarbone, her arms and legs, the nape of her neck. He gripped his wrist and let out a hiss, clenching his teeth. Adeptus energy spilled forth from his palm. 

It bellowed around her, flowing straight into the invisible characters he'd left on her skin.

Lumine looked down as best she could, gasping.

The tree-like branches of lightning scars on her chest were glowing. They shone the signature colour of the Electro Archon; the purple scars resembling fissures.

With each new burst of Adeptus energy, the fissures raised, until the scars quite literally began peeling from her skin to dissipate mid-air, becoming static vapour. Lumine watched in awe as the vapour gathered above them due to the sheer volume of scarring. It hung heavy and low in the air like their own personal storm cloud. Xiao straightened and exhaled, before bending over her until they were nose to nose.

He uttered something hard and biting in that strange foreign language, the words hanging between them with a sense of finality. 

The vapour suddenly solidified; raining down all at once as harmless water droplets. Lumine panted, unable to look at anything other than Xiao. He shielded her from most of the downpour, those striking golden eyes softening into something reverent and yearning. 

Lumine didn’t leave him wanting for long. She threw her arms around his neck and bridged the rest of the distance between them, whispering a smothered ‘thank you’ against his lips. Exhausted, Xiao sank into her willing embrace, unable to keep himself upright. Lumine curled around him tight, shuddering with delight when he found the place between her neck and shoulder to rest his weary head for the remainder of the night. 

“There’s nothing to thank me for,” he rasped, only half conscious. “I’d do that…for you…a thousand times over.”

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Time was a cruel inevitably and it wasn’t long before the sun began its sluggish climb into the sky for a new day. Paimon would be in a state of hysterics if she woke alone, so Lumine began walking down the stairs to Wangshu Inn’s Waypoint, Xiao shadowing her footsteps. Bathed in the brilliant hues of sunset, Lumine turned to face him once she reached the terminal. 

Unlike all the vulnerability and desire he’d expressed last night, Xiao’s face was wiped of emotion. He nodded curtly to her and turned away, summoning his primordial jade spear as if ready to depart himself. 

“I trust you’ll make it back safe from here. Don’t pull any reckless stunts like that again.”

Lumine bit her lip. She could sense his underlying care even in those acerbic words. Xiao brought a hand up- the yaksha mask appearing from thin air to hide his face once more. “I’ll see you lat-”

“Xiao.”

He froze. Perhaps he could act as though nothing had happened between them but she couldn’t. Things had irreparably changed. Unlike all the other changes in her life though, Lumine held onto those stolen kisses as something precious- a memory she’d revisit during lonely nights by the fire. And if she had anything to say about it, that wouldn’t be the last time they made such wonderful memories. 

Lumine stepped up to him, opening and closing her mouth as she searched for what to say. What could she offer in exchange for all he’d done? She settled on a fond smile, trailing her fingers up his tattooed arm to find purchase on his shoulder. Leaning up a little, she pressed a chaste kiss to his masked cheek. 

“You always find me,” she murmured. “Right when I need you. I’d like to return the favour next time.”

Xiao held himself still. His free hand twitched and rose, hesitating in the space between them.

“Don’t make promises like that,” came his halting reply- gloved fingers lightly stroking down her cheek in a lingering caress. “I’ll become greedy.”

Lumine’s lips bent into a smile, allowing a giggle to escape. She caught and held his hand against her, standing together with him for just one more stolen moment. Tilting her head to kiss the inside of his palm, she hoped her gaze conveyed her feelings. They roared loudly in her heart, yet not one word of love was spoken between them. She finally stepped away, and with a single wave and lingering look; teleported back to Inuzuma and all its dangers waiting there for her.

Alone, Xiao released a tight breath. He balled his hand into a fist, leaning against the railing for support. 

“I’m not as good or considerate as you seem to think I am,” he rasped, prying the mask off. His expression wasn’t one he ever wanted to reveal to her. “A good man wouldn’t have wanted to keep you so selfishly just now,” Xiao let out a shuddering breath, gripping his spear like his life depended on it. The Karma that felt so far away when she was near came rushing back, along with the weight of his sins and responsibilities. 

After taking a moment to compose himself, Xiao straightened and replaced his mask, glancing at the waypoint. “...Pray I don’t find you injured again, Lumine. I might do something even more foolish next time.”

With those grim words of warning for no one to hear, the Adeptus disappeared; returning to his duty with all emotion wiped clean from his being- but the image of her radiant smile lay burned into his ageless heart, and would likely remain long after the day's end. 

End

[larabiatasstuff]

Can you do when wr are terry wife and are pregnant and the last few days we have been having contractions and him helping us through them one night when we are laying in bed we get a really bad one and he comforts us like rubbing are back or stomach and holding are hand something really fluffy and if you could it be kk3 and ck thx lovely

Thank you for your lovely request anon🖤Of course I'll write that for you. 🙏

Since Terry and I were married we thought that nothing could make our life more perfect then it already was, until we found out that we were going to be parents. I was currently in the third trimester of the pregnancy and Terry supported me as best as he could. One morning I started to have slight contractions. They didn't cause much pain but they made me feel pretty uncomfortable. "Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" he asked, panic in his voice. "Oh no the doctor said this could happen I'm fine honey." "Alright but I need you to rest okay? I prepare the couch, make you some tea and you can watch some TV as long as I'm working." "Thank you honey, I love you." Said and done, Terry rushed around the living room, arranged some pillows and got my favorite fluffy blankets. He helped lay down, pressed a kiss to my forehead and left to meet with John. I must have been fallen asleep cause I woke up to a very strong contraction. "Babe are you okay? What's wrong?" "I don't know I just... I just had a very bad contraction... gosh it really hurts." Terry joined me on the couch pulling me close to his body. "Come here, try to relax baby. I got you.Are you sure you don't want to call a doctor? " he said gently rubbing my back. "Not yet let's see how it goes honey. Can you... Can you just hold me for a while?" "Of course babe, just tell me what you need." we both lay down, my head resting on Terry's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. "Try to sleep baby, I'm here if you need me." "Thank you honey I love you so much."

Being a father was everything Terry ever wanted so the day when I took a pregnancy test and it turned out positive was the happiest day in his life despite our wedding. Terry would be completely over the top, he'd work from home as soon as he hears the news and check in on me between his meetings. I was almost at the end of the third trimester when I started having contractions. I was lyind on the couch, trying to get in a comfortable position. "Here my love, I made you some tea.Is our little one giving you a hard time?" he asked putting the cup on the coffee table. "I don't know honey, I have contractions since I woke up today and I don't know what to do against it." "Oh no my love should I call a doctor just to be sure?" "No I had a call with the midwife earlier and she said that this is completely normal. I think I just try to relax a bit." Terry joined me on the couch positioning himself behind me. He gently started massaging my shoulders. I closed my eyes and leaning into his touch." Is that okay my love? Does it feel good?" " It feels absolutely amazing honey, thank you so much. " " Anything for you my love. Hey I have an idea how about I'm running us a bath? Maybe the hot water will help with the contractions." "That would be great honey." he gave me a small kiss on my lips before he disappeared into the bathroom. After a few moments he came back helping up from the couch and guiding me into the bathroom. He helped me getting undressed and into the bath tub. He sat behind me, holding me close to his body, gently rubbing my swollen belly. The hot water was a blessing and the contractions became less frequent before they almost completely disappeared. "Thank you honey, you're the best husband in the world."

[evermoresversion]

EVERYTHING WILL BE FINE, JJ MAYBANK.

A/N In that scene I just wanted to hold him tight and not let go 'til my arms went numb. I'd be lying if I said I didn't cry over this. This is the only thing I've been able to write in days, I hate having writer's block.

PAIRING JJ Maybank x Fem!Reader

TW/TAGS Established relationship, angsty, mentions of bruises, domestic violence, also mentions of murder.

SUMMARY Based on the hot tub scene from season 1 episode 7.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN | JJ'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

Kiara, Pope and you were on the way to the Chateau, both of them were talking about the plan to get all the gold that was left from the pit.

But you only thought about where JJ was, since you hadn't heard from him all day.

You got out of the truck with the two of them, who began with a small talk. Small talk that seemed somewhat intimate.

Deciding not to be the third wheel, you moved away from them a bit and searched your contacts for JJ, calling him for the thousandth time that day.

Just as you put your phone to your ear, some lights strung between the trees came on. Illuminating everything in its path.

"What the hell?" you heard Pope say as you approached them.

The three of you looked towards the garden of the Chateau.

"Who the hell is that?" Kiara said this time, she started to walk with you and Pope behind her.

As you got closer you realized that the person who was there was JJ opening a bottle of what appeared to be champagne.

You looked at it in disbelief at first.

Although you were still worried about not knowing his whereabouts all day.

"What did you do, JJ?" Pope asked in the same state as you. Contrary to the blond who seemed rather carefree and proud.

"I got a jet going straight in my butt right now." his voice sounded something like when he was drunk.

You were going to speak but he spoke before you.

"Y'all should get in immediately, you hear me? He served a couple of glasses that he had in his hands with the bubbly liquid from the bottle and then fixed his gaze on you. "C'mon babe."

"JJ, what-" he interrupted you once more.

"Salud!" After that he took a big swallow from the bottle.

You fought your instincts to jump right in there and take the bottle out of his hand.

"How much did this cost?" The three of you were still standing there not knowing what to do.

"Uh, well, with the generator, the petrol..." He pointed to everything with his hand, his glasses hanging loosely from the bridge of his nose. "and oh, hey, express delivery."

Kiara looked at everything horrified, Pope didn't even know what to think and you looked at him carefully. Something was wrong.

He giggled a little, a little white duck and a flamingo water inflatable floating with two of the cups in them.

"Pretty much all of it, yeah." He sounded so proud, Pope gaped at him.

"All of it?"

"Yeah, all of it."

"You spent all the money in one day?" Pope's face was priceless while JJ couldn't care less.

"Yeah, burned a hole right through my pocket."

"JJ, what the actually fuck?" he looked at you when you said that. "I don't like this." you muttered to Pope, he gave you a meaningful look. JJ didn't even notice your words.

"But, I mean, like, come on, guys, like, look at this!" He looked so happy with his new acquisition, he wanted to share that with you. But it didn't feel like the right thing to do, and it wasn't the right thing to do.

Kiara looked at him with what appeared to be disgust.

"Finest in jet-based massage therapy, that's what they told me." A huge smile was painted on his lips and he looked at you. "Babe, what?" You denied looking at the ground. "Can't a man have a little luxury in life?"

You returned your gaze to him, and he took off his glasses, his smile growing fainter.

"Come on, all this scrimpin' and scrapin'..." he was silent for a moment, not looking at your faces. "I mean, like... guys, we- you only live once, right?" At that point his smile was gone and his voice began to crack, causing you to frown.

He shook his head and gestured for you to enter the hot tub.

"Enough of this emotional shit. Get in the Cat's Ass. Come on."

"In the what?" Kiara asked even more confused and dumbfounded.

"The Cat's Ass. That's what I named her." His smile returned, but now fainter than before, more doubtful. "Oh hey, yo, I almost forgot."

He pressed some included button, causing a disco ball to light up and more jets of water to come out and the water to be illuminated by a blue light.

"Huh? Yeah, that's right, I know. Disco mode. That's right baby." You sighed tiredly and looked at Pope, who had lost his patience.

"Are you kidding me? You could have paid for restitution!" he exclaimed and you just looked at JJ.

"Or literally to give it to any charity."

"Or better yet you could have helped us buy supplies to get the rest of the gold out of the well!" The blond took the bridge of his nose between his fingers, closing his eyes.

"Love, what are you doing?" you asked a little calmer than your other two friends, looking at your boyfriend's status.

He shot up, the bottle still in his hand.

"Okay, well, you know what? I didn't do that!"

And everything stopped. Your eyes went straight to his bruised abdomen. You knew who it was.

You quickly thought of all the ways to kill Luke Maybank.

Your jaw tensed, along with your entire body and you were sure that your friends were the same.

"I got a hot tub! For my friends." Kiara looked at him in a combination of concern and surprise. "I got a hot tub for my friends." He quickly denied, making a couple of gestures with his hands. His voice faltered once more, and you could see that tears were slowly gathering at the corners of his eyes. If you were worried before, now you are even worse. "You know what? No, you know what? Screw friends, I got a hot tub for my family!"

"JJ, what the hell?" Kiara asked concerned, you would have asked the same thing, even more, but the words were stuck in your throat.

He looked at you, fixedly, he looked at you, sadness, despair, fear filling his baby blue eyes that looked at you with love and adoration all the time. He needed something, He needed you.

"I got this for you."

"Baby..."

"Guys, look what I did for you! All right? Look at this!" He took a couple of steps into the water, you were sure you saw a tear run down his cheek. "Look at this..."

"JJ..."

"No, you stop being emotional. It's fine, okay?" A sob escaped his lips, making your heart clench in your chest, causing your own tears to pool in your eyes. "I mean, it's sweet, right? Everything, just get in!"

Your first impulse was to go in there, regardless of anyone or anything.

You took him in your arms, hugging him tight as you both sobbed.

He clung to your waist and his head stayed on your chest. You murmured in his ear, while he continued to sob loudly.

"I just couldn't do it..." he murmured and you stroked his back.

"Everything's fine, love..."

"I can't take him anymore!" he said between sobs, and inside you wanted to kill his father for putting him through so much pain, when he had done nothing more than try to be a good person, a good son. "I was going kill him."

And in the blink of an eye Kiara and Pope joined in the hug, JJ still sobbing, along with you and Kie.

"I just wanna do the right thing."

"I know, baby, I know."

A couple more minutes passed and your friends decided to leave you and him alone.

"Do you want to go inside, hmm? Would you like that?" You took him by the cheeks as gently as you could so that he would look at you, he nodded hugging you once more.

At that moment you wanted nothing more than to put him in a little box so that no one or nothing could hurt him.

"Let's go inside."

Once in the room that was his at the Chateau, he was sitting on the bed staring into space as you searched for dry clothes for him.

When you gave it to him, he walked towards the bathroom without saying anything.

He came back and took you around the waist, sitting you on his lap while he was sitting on the bed.

He fell back, leaving you both lying down. Looking into each other's eyes.

His hand caressed your hair gently and you took that same hand to bring it to your lips and kiss each one of the knuckles.

Lying appropriately under the covers, he pulled you towards him around the waist.

You spent minutes like this, looking into each other's eyes. Letting your looks speak for you.

He leaned down to kiss your lips delicately. At first it was just soft touches, but it got deeper, making you pull away for air.

He put your foreheads together and sighed, closing his eyes.

"Everything will be fine." you murmured before he fell asleep in your arms.

disclaimer ── evermoresversion © 2023.

[judethejudas]

‘Bath time’ COD Ghost x Male! Top! Reader Smut

Ghost may be in charge anywhere else but with you?

That was strictly your job.

And he had no problem with that.

WARNING: highly sexual themes, swearing.

MINORS AND FEM ALIGNED DNI

Your hand waded in the bath water, testing its temperature and finding it to be just right. It was more on the hot side but you decided tonight was to be your ‘spa’ day. Can’t have a cold bath if you wanted to relax.

You figured your boyfriend needed one too.

Smiling, you grabbed the scented Epsom salts and poured a generous amount into the bath. It was mainly for Simon, since he was certain to have suffered some sort of injury or intense muscle aches that required a good soaking.

He would never tell you himself.

That he was in any sort of pain, big or small.

‘My boyfriend, the most stubborn man alive..’ You laughed a little as you sprinkled flower petals into the bath. May as well take it all the way and make it look pretty.

Speaking of the man, you wondered why you sent him out for wine in the first place. Everything had to be perfect when it came to you so it was no doubt that he was going to take a year to find a good bottle of wine.

The water would get cold.

You made a decision to enjoy a little bit of the warm water yourself. Your hand went to work on sliding the bathrobe off, already having taken off your clothes prior to coming into the bathroom. You dipped one leg into the bath— before fully enveloping your body in the heat.

You let out a big sigh and quickly sunk deeper in, propping your arms up to lay atop the edges of the tub.

Now all you needed was some wine and your handsome man.

You closed your eyes and hummed to yourself, trying your best not to fall asleep in there or else Simon would be quite upset if you drowned.

You chuckled. He was allowed to be worried about you at all times but you couldn’t worry for him even in the slightest? You recalled dropping a knife while you two were cooking one time and he gave you a lecture about being careful and that you could have cut your toe off.

Then he had to make a joke about just tossing any dismemberment into the dinner because you can’t waste good meat.

You’ve never known a man to be so serious and such a goof at the same time.

You heard the bathroom door open and you had to force your eyes open from its sleepy state, turning to look at the entrance.

There was your boyfriend, holding a bottle of wine at his side.

And he was soaking wet from the rain.

“Oh, my poor baby.”

“Be quiet.”

You could hear the pout in his voice and you laughed, beckoning him to the tub with your finger.

To which he graciously obliged.

He put the wine down and began peeling the sopping clothes off. He grunted, struggling with the pants as they seemed to cling to his body the most. He got them off eventually and was soon completely naked. You smiled watching him and held your arms out as he crawled into the tub, laying in between your legs and lying back against your chest.

He let out a sigh as he felt the warm water heating his frigid body up. Your arms wrapped around his waist and you laid your chin atop his dark, wet hair.

“What’s with the flowers?” He mumbled, scooping up a few petals into his hand and dumping them back into the water.

“They’re pretty and they smell good.”

“One is digging in my ass.”

“Good, you could use a few flowers up there.”

You both shared a giggle and you kissed his head, your hands coming up to massage his shoulders.

He let out a relaxed hum and leaned into your touch, his head now laying on the space between your shoulder and neck. You gave him another kiss on his cheek, on his neck, and his collarbone.

“I love coming home to you.” He whispered in your ear, grabbing your face gently and giving you a kiss on the lips.

“I wish you could stay forever.” You said before he kissed you again.

“I promise we have the rest of our lives for this, love.”

You gave him another kiss, deeper this time.

He turned his body so that your chest was against his and he was basically sitting in your lap, with your arms going around to hold his hips.

Then he started grinding.

You groaned into the kiss and quickly pulled away, going for his neck and giving him love bites.

You felt him shudder and cling onto your broad shoulders, moving his hips against you in a rhythm.

“Fuck.. (y/n)..” He almost growled out impatiently.

You chuckled against his skin.

“Be patient, dear. Like you said, we have the rest of our lives for this.”

“Screw that..” He breathed out as you found his sweet spot on his throat that made his dick twitch. “I’d rather have it now than later.”

“What’s this? Is the lieutenant going to beg for me to fuck him?”

“Shut up.” He hissed out.

Your cock was hard and it was poking Simon’s thigh, to which he scoffed and took hold of it in his hand— making you shiver.

“And what’s this, huh? I believe you can’t be very patient either, (y/n).”

Your eyes were misty with lust and you stared up at your boyfriend with a smirk.

“You want it so bad then go ahead.” You said as you leaned back to lay against the tub. What better game than to let him think he has the upper hand?

“Oh I intend to.” Simon said as he started pumping your dick, making you grunt as you stared at him with a very horny look.

Simon was attempting to keep his composure as he positioned the tip to prod his ass.

And suddenly you became worried for him.

“No prep, babe?”

“I’m not waiting anymore.”

And then he slid it in, making him squeeze his brown eyes shut as he put about two inches into him.

“Easy now..” You bit back your moan, forgetting how tight this man was and trying your best to not thrust into him.

Simon was gripping onto your shoulder hard. He had also forgotten how big you were and probably should have prepped like you said.

But he truly couldn’t wait.

He moved down to get you deeper into him and he groaned, soon bottoming out entirely. Thankfully the water made it less painful but it was still a tight squeeze for both of you.

Your boyfriend laid his head on your shoulder and stifled a whimper. No way was he going to start letting out pathetic noises in front of you or he’d never hear the end of it.

He let out a shaky breath and started moving. Slowly. He didn’t want to be torn open and have trouble walking the next time he was on a mission.

God forbid anyone finding out he was bottoming for someone at home.

Soap would have all the fun in making jokes about him.

“Fuck, Simon..” You moaned, taking hold of his neglected cock and began pumping it up and down.

The man on top of you grunted and moved with a little more earnest. It was starting to feel very nice and the pain he was feeling was turning into pleasure.

You could sense the change in him when he started moving more confidently on top of you.

Now that just wouldn’t do.

You sat up straight and started bouncing him on your dick and he gasped, quickly slapping a hand over his mouth to stop more noises from leaving.

You grinned, knowing you were turning such

a tough guy into a whiny little mess on the inside.

Your mouth latched onto his nipple and started sucking, with your hand still jerking him off. Simon groaned into his hand and moved his hips faster.

He had to admit, something about you made him want to be a whimpering little slut, but it went against his very nature. Before he met you, he was always the top. Always in charge.

And here he was, on the verge of tears because your cock was hitting his prostate so deliciously it made him want to cry.

“Fuck.. fuck..” He breathed out into his hand, shuddering and shutting his eyes tightly when your tongue flicked against his sensitive bud.

The water from the tub was spilling out onto the floor in large quantities but neither of you could find a care in the world. Only chasing after each other’s release while simultaneously finding your own.

“God, Simon, you feel so good.” You groaned out, giving him more praise as he moved faster and faster on top of you. About how much of a good boy he was and how he was taking your cock so well.

Simon couldn’t take it anymore.

White streams of cum started coming out from his dick and onto your hand and chest. He grunted and moved into your hand desperately, getting every last bit of semen out.

You also started filling his ass with your load from how hot he looked and Simon shivered, feeling some leaking out of him. Jeez, didn’t you jack off at all while he was gone? There was so much.

Both of you were panting when you finished and gave each other exhausted but loving stares.

When you caught your breath you gave the man a kiss, slipping your tongue in gently. He welcomed it and wrapped his arms around your neck, with your own hands coming up to feel his toned, muscled back.

You two stayed like that for a few moments. Holding each other closely and losing yourself in a tongue war. Of course your lover lost that battle quickly.

Then Simon pulled away with a string of saliva connecting to your lips and his.

“Let’s go to the living room and have some of that wine.”

“Right away, lieutenant.”

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The things I’d do to have Ghost whimpering for me *sigh*

Anyways hope you enjoyed, studs.

[nessaxc]

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All Wet || Mammon

A beach walk with Mammon turns into something more

~ Rating: Explicit

~ Words: 2.4k

~ Tags: Shower Sex, Public Hand Job, Ocean Hand Job, Skinny Dipping, Vaginal Fingering

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“What?”

“Nothing.” Mammon had his hands shoved deep in his pockets as you two walked along the beach. The resort was quiet; it was late in the season and you both were some of the few tourists who were still in the area. Your rented bungalow was right near the water, which made it perfect for taking strolls in the sand whenever you felt like it – like now, at midnight – as well as for having mind-blowing, toe-curling, screaming sex whenever you wanted it since the waves typically drowned you both out.

You rolled your eyes. “You’re up to something, Mammon.”

He smirked, his eyes cast downward as you walked leisurely. “Maybe.”

“Like what?”

He glanced up at you, and before you knew what was happening he ripped off his t-shirt, dropped trou, and ran straight into the surf stark naked.

You stared after him, dumbfounded.

“Oh, fuck, that’s cold!” he yelped, right before diving under an incoming wave.

“Mammon, what the fuck?” you called out, laughing, as his head bobbed back up.

“Come on. Water’s fine.”

“You just said it was freezing!”

“Chickenshit!”

You heaved a sigh and glanced around; the beach was completely empty. Oh, fuck it. You pulled off your dress and then your bra and panties before you had time to second-guess yourself and made a run for the water. As soon as the waves hit your knees you squealed. “Holy fuck!”

“Get in here before everyone sees you in your altogether!” he laughed.

You took a deep breath and dove in, the chilly saltwater sending a shock through your system. You emerged and Mammon paddled over to you. It was shallow enough that your feet could still touch the sand, but deep enough that the waves broke just past you. “You’re an idiot,” you said, teeth chattering.

“I was just thinking the same thing, to be honest,” he replied. “Come here. Body warmth.”

“I don’t have any left,” you said as you curled up to him.

“Mmmm. You have some.” He squeezed your breasts and motorboated them, sending a spray of water into your both faces.

“Ass,” you said, giggling.

He kissed you, and his mouth tasted of salt and tequila. You melted into his kiss as you both floated on the gently heaving sea.

“We can’t stay out here long,” you murmured as he grasped your hips and pulled you so that you were wrapped around him.

“I know.”

“No lifeguard. Dark out. Dangerous.”

“And romantic. And fun. Come on.” His eyes sparkled as he winked at you. “Let’s be naughty.”

You pursed your lips and raised an eyebrow. “Well, salt and sand are no fun in my naughty bits… but if you can get it up quickly, I can jerk you off.”

He was still shivering from cold when he nodded.

“Really?”

“Baby, I’m already hard.”

You reached into the water and was impressed to find he was. “Even with the cold, Mammon?”

“What can I say? You do magical things to me.”

You giggled as you wrapped one hand around his shoulder to keep balance in the currents. The other hand firmly gripped him and started stroking, pausing every so often to add a little twist at his tip. His eyes were closed as he leaned his head against yours and began nuzzling your ear, giving little grunts of pleasure.

“You’re so big and hard, Mammon,” you cooed.

“Oh, fuck, baby… your hand is perfect… oh, don’t stop,” he whispered.

“You like that? You like it when I use my hand to get you off?”

“Yes…”

“What are you going to do to make it up to me when we get back to the bungalow?” You nipped his ear.

He groaned as his hips bucked forward involuntarily. “I’m going to… make you come… at least twice…”

“Promises, promises…” you were teasing him now, running your thumb over his head and dipping it into the slit before stroking down to his base and back.

“I’m going to… drag you into the shower…go down on you…oh, fuck,” he moaned.

You stroked him harder, pressing your legs together as he talked.

“Then… push you up against the shower wall… fuck you from behind… slam into you… oh, oh, Shit,” he gasped, gritting his teeth as you jerked him faster. “Oh God, I’m going to… fuck!” he cried out as his cock twitched in your hand, the warmth of his come momentarily floating past your fingers and legs before dissolving into the cold seawater. He leaned against you heavily, leaving a hot, open-mouthed kiss on your shoulder as you both bobbed with the motion of the waves.

“Satisfied?”

“Always,” he replied, breathless.

“Ready to make good on your promise?”

He gave a low, suggestive laugh. “Oh, yes. Or at least, I will be, once I recover from that, you damn succubus.”

“Hey, this was your idea, you filthy man.” you stuck your tongue out at him, then you quickly checked the beach again and saw you both were still, thankfully, alone. You gave him a wink and dove under the next wave, riding it to the sand. You picked yourself up and took off towards your clothes, pulling on your dress quickly and grabbing your bra and panties.

He followed right behind, his spent cock flapping ridiculously between his legs as he grabbed for his pants, and you couldn’t help but laugh. He yanked his shorts on and picked up his t-shirt before grabbing you in a tight embrace and kissing you as though his life depended on it. “That was fucking incredible, baby… thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” you giggled. “Now… I believe I heard some mention of two orgasms in the shower.”

“Oh… did I say that?”

“Why? You going back on your word, Mammon?”

“No,” he grinned. “But I could’ve sworn I said three.” He grabbed your hand and you both sprinted back to the bungalow.

It only took you three minutes to get back at the rate you were going and the moment you got inside Mammon kicked the door shut behind him and slammed you up against the wall, kissing and nipping at your neck. You slipped out from his grasp and ran for the bathroom, but he caught up with you. He hoisted you over his shoulder caveman-style and carried you into the washroom while you squealed and laughed. He placed you on the countertop and turned on the tap water before turning and attacking your lips once more, pausing only to pull your dress up over your head so that you were naked once again. You pushed his pants down past his hips as steam from the shower filled the room. His hands roamed over your damp flesh, exploring the curves of your breasts and waist while you ran your fingers through his wet hair.

He suddenly gripped your ass and picked you up again, this time so that your legs were wrapped around his hips, and stepped into the shower with you. He put you down gently and grabbed your body wash, squirting a generous amount into his palm.

“Turn around, babe,” he murmured, and you obeyed. He worked the soap into a lather and started massaging your back with his strong fingers, and you moaned out loud. He kneaded and stroked the kinks out of your shoulders before he moved down your spine, finally scrubbing and squeezing your ass. He ran both hands up and down each of your legs, soaping them up thoroughly before finally turning you back around. He kissed your forehead while he soaped up your arms and belly, saving his final attentions for your breasts. He traced circles around your nipples before radiating his touches outwards, covering you completely with the sweet-smelling bubbles. Then he whirled you around so that we switched places and you were under the stream of hot water, the body wash dripping off your skin in sudsy streams.

You grabbed his soap and began to reciprocate, scrubbing it across the tan, taut muscles of his chest and abs before you knelt down. You gave his cock a teasing stroke as you soaped him up, then moved to his long, strong legs. He had his eyes closed when you stood back up and turned him around, pressing into his shoulders with firm squeezes, and he let out soft grunts of pleasure as you massaged the tension out of his back. You admired the soft curve of his ass and thighs as you finished soaping him up; by now you were clean, so you pulled him under the showerhead with you and kissed him while the hot water rinsed him off. His fingers probed you curiously as the last of the seawater ran down the drain, and you gave a little gasp as he rolled your clit between his thumb and forefinger.

You weren’t expecting what he did next. He placed you gently on the floor of the tub so that the gentle fall of the shower was aimed right on your belly and pelvis. Then, he knelt between your legs and hoisted them over his shoulders, dipping his head down to put his mouth on you. The combination of the warm water running over your body as well as his rough, hot tongue poking inside you was intense and arousing, and you cried out as he traced his tongue over your clit in maddening circles.

“Oh, fuck, Mammon, that’s… perfect,” you gasped. You were already close, the heightened anticipation from our escapade in the ocean ensuring your body was more than ready for his careful ministrations.

He hummed against you as he drew the little bud into his mouth and suckled at it, and it didn’t take long for you to lose control. You came, your back arching off the floor as your hips bucked into his face, the waves of pleasure rolling through you. He didn’t let up, though; he seemed determined to make good on his promise and he thrust two soaked fingers inside of you, curling them and tapping them against your G-spot. You had barely come down from your first climax when the second hit, even harder, and you let out a tortured cry as ecstasy wracked your body. He extracted his fingers and licked you gently as I floated back down to earth, the hot water streaming over his head and pooling on your skin.

“That’s two down,” he murmured as he kissed right above your mound. “One more to go.”

You grabbed his hair and yanked him up roughly so that he was on top of you. You kissed him fiercely and swallowed his chuckles. His erection was back in full force now, jabbing you in the thigh, and he grasped your arms and pulled you up to your feet as he stood. “You wanted to fuck me from behind, right?” You whispered, turning and grinding your bare ass against his groin.

He moaned as he grabbed both of your arms and held them against the cool tile of the shower wall. “I did… because I still owe you another orgasm…” His voice was deep and full of sinful promise as he spoke into my ear and pressed his torso to your back. “That, and I love the way your ass bounces when I fuck you like this… and those little noises you make, oh God… and the way you reach back and dig your nails into my ass when you’re close and you want me to fuck you harder… the way you come and fall forward and I have to catch you, usually by grabbing onto your magnificent tits while I finish you off…”

You were circling your hips back against him now, desperate to have him inside me. “Please, Mammon…”

“As you wish, Y/N,” he whispered as he pushed your legs apart with his knee and slid forward. You groaned at the intrusion as his cock filled me up; he still held my arms in place against the wall as he undulated his hips against you, his tip just brushing your G-spot.

“Oh, Mammon, that’s… that’s good,” I breathed as the water continued to cascade around us.

“You like that, don’t you?”

“Yes… oh, fuck, baby… more… faster…”

He growled as he slammed into you; he shifted his hands so that he was holding both of yours up against the wall with one while the other snaked around your waist to massage your clit. You arched your back and started to push back to meet his thrusts, urging him forward.

“Baby.” His voice was strained. “Keep that up and I’ll come too quickly…”

“I want to feel you come, Mammon,” you panted. “Please…”

“Not until I feel you…” He paused his rhythm and you let out a frustrated whine, which he silenced with a firm tweak of your clit. You bucked into his hand and leaned your forehead against the wall; You weren’t sure how much more my body could take. “… are you going to behave?”

“Yes, Mammon… yes, please,” you babbled, desperate for your finish.

He started moving again, fucking you even harder while you held still, biting your lip so hard you could swear you were going to draw blood. He sucked at your shoulder while he continued to roll your sensitive nub between his fingers and piston into you from behind. You cried out as you climbed higher and higher, and finally you let out an uncontrollable scream as your pussy clamped down on him in powerful release, your entire body trembling as your brain shut down. Stars burst behind your eyelids as you tried to breathe, pleasure shooting through every nerve in your body. As your cunt contracted and released around him he came with an animalistic roar, spilling everything he had left deep inside you. He caught you just as you began to pitch forward and slipped out of you, holding you close while you both caught your breath.

At that moment, you two were shocked by a deluge of frigid water from the shower. You shrieked and leaped out of the tub, grabbing a towel as he followed behind you, laughing.

“Well, I guess we went through all the hot water,” he said, chuckling as he wrapped a towel around his waist and picked me up again. He threw you on the bed and cuddled next to you. “Not that we need it to stay warm. Right, babe?”

“Shut up, Mammon,” you said sleepily.

“Hey! I just gave you three orgasms in less than 30 minutes. I think I deserve a little more tenderness than ‘shut up.’”

“And I jerked you off while skinny-dipping in the frigid ocean,” you said, snuggling into him. “I’d say we’re square.”

He gave a soft chuckle as he pulled you close, then nuzzled your hair as you both drifted off to sleep, sated and happy.

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[buckybarnesdiaries]

fallin' all in you

bucky barnes x reader. ⎢ masterlist.

Bucky takes care of you after a hella day.

word count: 1.216.

warnings/tags: none. bucky being the best man on earth.

author notes: as i said so, i didn't plan to post anything today but this is a product of my mix of feelings because of my period and the first time (of many) watching monday. i'm drunk too and i haven't re-edited it, so enjoy my little fluffy shit. i love you all. none of my stories contain reader’s body descriptions to be inclusive.

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It had been a hell of a day in the hospital, running from one side to another and attending a difficult surgery. As soon as you closed the door of your apartment behind your back, you took off your shoes and left them thrown along the hallway, leaving a path of clothes to the kitchen too. Conscious that Bucky would complain about the little mess you had done, you really didn't care about it. He knew you'd have a stressful and long shift. Grabbing a bottle of wine from your personal reserve, you opened it up before continuing your way to the bathroom.

The first sip came while waiting for the tub to be filled with warm, warm water, using one of those bath bombs your sister gave you with a floral smell and rose petal inside it. For a second, your mind blanked, keeping your eyes on the dense bubbles eroding in the middle of the crystal water until turning it completely white. Once it was ready, you didn't lose time on sinking your body to your neck, resting your back against the huge tub, closing your eyes while taking another gulp from the bottle.

The house was silent like a cemetery, just what you needed. Peace, calm, no noise. A minute to relax, feeling the pleasant temperature slackening the contracted muscles in your legs and arms. You rested your drink on the floor, next to the bathmat, to dip your hands and place them on your relaxed thighs.

You weren't sure if you were just too submerged in the nothingness of your mind for too long, after making your brain overwork during the day, or if you really fell asleep in the tub when you heard the front door being closed —but the fact was that the water was a little cold. Tilting your head to the hallway, you just waited with pouty lips and puppy eyes for Bucky to show up. And he did. He did show up with the same gesture on your face, causing in you an exhausted half-smile as he rested his shoulder against the wooden frame, crossed arms.

“Y'know? When I've come and seen all your clothes spread on the floor, I thought you were cheating on me”.

“Yeah, could be an option…”

“But then I thought… what a drag, right…? Fight, packing, move”. Bucky kissed his teeth while squeezing his bottom lip funnily.

“Uh—huh, don't have the energy to breathe, imagine having to bear with you… such a pain in the ass”. You joked, sitting up a little enough to rest your arms on the edge of the tub and your right cheek on them.

“Long day?”

He didn't need to ask and you didn't need to reply using words, the tiredness taking control over your face and body spoke by itself. Bucky removed his jacket to hang it on the doorknob and rolled up the sleeves of his t-shirt to kneel close to you. Beckoning his left forefinger to urge you to turn around inside the bathtub, you gave him your back, curling up your knees to your chest not knowing what he was going to do. But watching his flesh hand borrowing your shampoo, gave you a clue. His iron digits offered you the bottle of wine before taking care of his new mission.

Kissing the back of your head, Bucky focused on rub hand against hand to place them on your hair. His fingertips massaged slowly your scalp, starting by the roots and making some gentle pressure on your temples. It was like a dream, everything you needed at that moment —and everything you deserved. Your boyfriend was such a loving man whenever you needed him to, without asking him to pamper you, Bucky knew exactly at any second what to do to make you feel good, to feel better after a long, tedious day in the hospital.

He washed your hair without any rush, enjoying the intimacy between both inside the bathroom. And you could swear that you were about to fall asleep when he took the wine from you to take a sip and leave it close to the sink, on the floor. Grabbing the showerhead, as he took off the stopper, Bucky checked that the water had a proper temperature on his forearm. Not too hot, not too cold. Rinsing your hair with all the care and tenderness in the world, he helped you to finish your relaxation routine.

“You're a blessing”.

Your boyfriend chuckled because of the delighted purr you let out on his neck, whilst wrapping you in a cozy towel, carrying you onto his arms to your shared bed. Bucky left a kiss on your forehead, disappearing afterward to find one of his shirts to put you on.

“D'your hands hurt?” He asked then, staring at you drying your skin before wearing the piece of clothing he was offering you.

“They're good for now”.

“You sure?” You just nodded as he held them onto his palms to bring them to his lips and kiss them both. “What else can I do for you, darling?”

“Cuddle me?”

You couldn't help but pout again at him. Bucky leaned forward, pressing his lips on yours so loving that the gesture almost dizzy you. Licking his bottom one, almost brushing yours, he nodded one time.

“Lemme take my clothes off”.

You did, tucking in your side of the bed and waiting for him not more than a minute. Your boyfriend locked the front door and turned the lights off before meeting you. A sigh of relief escaped your lips as soon as his strong, toned arms wrapped around you, sticking his bare chest to your back. Bucky intertwined your legs and fingers together, spreading a bunch of tender kisses on the back of your neck.

“What I'd do without you?” You whispered holding back a yawn, feeling warmer by his body and caresses under the clean sheets.

“Wash your hair by yourself”. He chuckled, causing you to turn under his firm grip with a smirk showing up on your mouth.

“And also find my own clothes after the shower”.

“That's obvious”. Your boyfriend replied with a feigned deep tone of voice, stroking your cheek gently using his thumb. “Want to talk 'bout it?”

“About finding my own clothes?”

“Nah, 'bout washing your hair by yourself”.

You both laughed lively, still feeling like you were about to pass out at any moment, shaking your head. You couldn't help but sink your face into the crook of his neck, taking a deep breath of his strong scent under his jawline.

“Sleep now, doll… I take care of you”. Bucky murmured tightly embracing you.

His fingertips roaming your back —as if it was the first time he touched you, with so much delicacy and adoration— caused you to fall asleep in the blink of an eye. Bucky wasn't tired, actually, but watching you sleep peacefully under his caresses and soft kisses was his favorite thing in the world. He used to fall in love with you once and again every single day, but the trust you used to put on him every night when the noise and all the chaos were shut off (...), that made him feel sure that there wasn't a life for him without you.

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Can you do MMIH blurb where the reader and Tom try and have alone time but the twins keep interrupting and tom gets frustrated and sends them to Nikki's nd Dom's place so they can have alone time?

Got a couple of requests on this concept so here it is the well deserved date night for them. Hope you like this. Let me know what you think.

Match made in Hell (series)

DATE NIGHT

Pairing : Mob! Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings : 18+, SMUT, minors DNI, soft passionate, bathtub sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it)

Running a business was never easy be it the mob or his new real estate business Tom always found paperwork grating. The constant signing of his initials after scrutinizing the legal documents line by line stacked in those manila folders on the table was strenuous. And on top of that when you walked into his office in the middle of the day dressed in that sundress that drove him insane didn’t help much either. He was quick to put all the work aside and pull you in his lap. 

With the kids and a business to run you could barely spare some time for each other. So whenever you managed a little alone time you were all over each other like some horny teenagers all desperate and needy. Your dress was bunched up to your waist, his hands kneading the soft flesh of your ass as you grinded on his growing bulge. Tom’s breath was hot on your neck as he kissed the sweet spot behind your ear that made your knees go weak. You let out a whimper when he slipped a hand between your legs rubbing your clit through your panties feeling your wetness. 

“Fuck baby you’re soaked” he grunted hastily undoing his belt and fly. He was about to pull out his throbbing length when you were interrupted by Leah’s sharp voice.

“Mommy! Look, Nate ate my chocolates!” 

“No mommy I did not!” Nate retorted as you stopped everything you were doing. Sighing against his mouth you pulled away from Tom.

“Mmmmph don’t go please” he whined, chasing your lips as his grip tightened on your waist in an attempt to keep you close.

“I have to” you kissed his nose and pressed your foreheads together with a smile.

“You know I love them with my life but they are being serious cockblocks lately” he mumbled.

“Don't say like that, they are small and they need me” you snickered. 

“What about me? I need you too” he pouted, giving you his best puppy eyes.

“Yeah that is the reason they are here in the first place so now deal with it” you got off his lap standing up and fixing your dress while Tom sat on his chair with a scowl on his face. He knew he was being selfish but you both deserve some alone time together. He can’t remember the last time you cuddled together and poured your hearts out, drifting off to sleep listening to each other's heartbeat. And then suddenly an idea went across his mind.

“By the way, are you going to the diner today?” he asked.

“Yeah, some deliveries will be arriving. I need to check them myself. Why?”  

“Try to come home early”

“For what?” you glanced at him questioningly.

“Just be back by six. You’ll get to know” he insisted.

“Ok I’ll try” you left, pressing a gentle kiss on his cheek.

After solving the huge mystery of the stolen chocolates, it turned out that Nate indeed had eaten all of his sister’s chocolates. You made him say sorry to her and then went to your diner. As promised you returned home early and were a little surprised to find the house oddly quieter than normal days.

“Good evening darling. How was your day?” Tom’s voice startled you as he walked in from the backdoor of the mansion. You also noticed how he was dressed differently tonight in a blue turtleneck and trousers, hair gelled back as his rolex glimmered on his wrist.

“It was good but why is it so quiet in here? Where are the kids?” you asked, taking off your overcoat and handing it to Tom who took it from you and hung it on the coat hanger.

“At their grandma's” he informed nonchalantly.

“Thomas Holland, you just did not send our kids to your parents house to have sex with me did you?!” you raise an eyebrow questioningly.

“That’s preposterous! I would never do that!” he gasped dramatically “it had been a long time since they visited their grandparents and mum was missing them too so I dropped them off at my parent’s for tonight” he explained. 

“Okay I believe you. So why did you ask me to come home early?” 

“Well I thought it has also been a long time we spent time together just the two of us so I arranged a little date night for us” he revealed, smiling with glee. 

“Aww that's very sweet of you. So where are we going?” you asked curiously.

“You'll see. Shall we Mrs. Holland?” he held out his hand for you.

“Sure Mr. Holland” you slipped your arm into his with a smile.

Stepping out of the mansion you strolled through the blue stoned walkway hand in hand as he took you to the gazebo built in the middle of your huge lawn. As you neared it your eyes went wide in awe. The gazebo was decorated with fairy lights, a table for two was set with flowers and candles on it and a mix of your favorite songs playing.

“You like it?” he asked softly.

“Oh my god Tom I love it!” you gasped, taking his face between your hands and giving his lips a warm rather long kiss.

“My lady,” Tom pulled out a chair for you.

“Thank you kind sir” you snickered sitting down as Tom took the seat opposite to you. He opens the bottle of wine and pours you both a glass. Raising your glasses in the air for a toast he admires your beautiful face glowing in the soft yellow light emanating from the candles. After you are finished having your dinner which, not to mention was delicious. You reached out your hands, taking his hands in yours gently.

“This was perfect Tom, I really missed spending time with just the two of us” you said, mindlessly tracing his wedding band with your thumb.

“I’m glad you liked Y/N” he gave a warm smile, squeezing your hands lightly.

“Thank you so much Tom for...”

“Ah ah not yet darling” he cuts you off.

“What else did you plan?” you gave him a puzzled look.

“For that we have to go back inside the house”

“I think I already know what the surprise is” you narrowed your gaze, giving him a knowing smirk.

“Oh c’mon you’ll love it I promise” he said with an impish glee.

“We’ll see,” you laughed as you got up from your seats and slowly made your way back into the house and then headed to your room.  

“You might wanna change” he whispered into your ears as you felt butterflies in your stomach in anticipation at what he had planned for you “and don’t come in before I say” he added before disappearing inside the bathroom. You unzipped your dress, taking it off as you decided to just put on your satin robe and sat on the edge of the bed wondering what he was doing inside for so long.

“Y/N you can come in now” you heard him call out after sometime. The lights were off as you padded your way inside to have your jaws dropped. Tom had drawn a bubble bath for both of you. The room was lit with your favorite scented candles, the sweet scent looming in the air and rose petals scattered everywhere.

“So what do you think?” Tom asked, sitting inside the bathtub.

“Well you got me speechless Holland”

“I thought what’s better than a relaxing bubble bath at the end of the day”

“Can’t argue with that” you snickered.

“Now come on in before the water gets cold” he invited you.

You untied the knot of your robe and slipped it off your shoulders letting it fall on the floor. Tom’s eyes were on you watching every slight movement of yours mesmerized. He can never get enough of you and your beautiful body. You stepped inside the tub as Tom spread his legs a bit to accommodate you. You sat down between his legs leaning back on his chest instantly relaxing at the feeling of the warm water hugging every inch of your skin as you breath in the aroma of the bubble bath. Tom’s warm chest brushing against your back adds to the feeling as you  melt into him soaking in the heat radiating off his body. It was like heaven and this is exactly what you needed.

“Comfortable?” he asked as you nodded in a yes. Tom brought his hands up to your shoulders, gently pushing his thumbs into them, massaging your tired muscles. He rubs his hands all over your shoulders and upper back relieving the knots. A little moan escaped your lips whenever he hit a spot.

“You really need to give serious thought to taking up the job of a masseur” you snickered.

“Well as I told you before it’s only for a special person” he said continuing to massage at the base of your neck.

“It feels good” you sighed in content.

“Oh yeah?”

“Mmhmm” you hummed.

“I have another way to make you feel better” he murmured against the shell of your ear and your breath hitched.

“How’s that?” 

Tom wrapped his right arm around you, cupping one of your breasts. He places his other hand on your knee, running it across the expanse of your thigh before dragging them along your inner thigh. The cold wedding band on his ring finger a sharp contrast against your warm skin sending shivers down your body.

He spread your delicate folds with his long fingers and dragged them slowly up and down taking his own time. He littered your neck and shoulder with bites and kisses as his fingers explored you and little waves of pleasure coursed through your body. He switched between pinching your nipple and squeezing your breast as you grind your ass against his cock.

“Want my fingers inside you love?” he purred.

“Yes... yes please Tom” your voice came out shaky yet desperate.

He bites on your shoulder gently as he inserted his pointer and middle finger into you in one swift motion. The feeling of his knuckles pressed deep against you felt so overwhelming makes you clench involuntarily. His fingers massaged your velvety walls pushing in and out of you drawing out delicate moans of his name from you. His thumb soon found your bundle of nerves drawing slow circles around it. You grinded your ass back against him harder as he picks up his pace.

“Needy for my fingers, aren’t ya?” he chuckled as you mewled in response. Your head tilted to the side as he trailed kisses back up your neck, nipping at your earlobe while his fingers worked on your wetness. He whispered praises into your ear as you clenched around his fingers, legs threatening to close. Tom placed a hand on your thigh to keep your legs apart. He could tell you were close as your body grew heavier in his grasp.

“You gonna cum for me darling?” he curled his fingers inside you hitting your spot.

“Yes...fuck Tom... right there” your body fell back against him. Tom knelt down, capturing your lips in a sloppy, passionate kiss as he rubbed at your clit faster. Your body convulsed as your orgasm hit you like a tidal wave. Tom held you against him as you came down from your high you felt his hard cock pressing against your ass. 

You turned around in your post orgasmic haze placing your hands on his chest straddling his waist. You captured his lips in a heated kiss, his tongue slipped past your lips dominating you as he ran his hand down your bare back. Your wet bodies rubbing against each other as you moaned into each other's mouths.

“Ride me baby. Wanna feel every inch of you” he said pulling away, the deep baritone of his voice making your pussy throb with need.

You lifted yourself up gripping on his shoulders tightly as Tom grabbed his dick and lined it to your hot, wet and welcoming entrance. You slowly sunk down on him, your eyes rolling in the back of your head as he filled you up. You can never get used to him always stretching you in the most incredible and delicious ways. Tom groaned loudly, bottoming out. 

You started to ride him, gradually gyrating your hips in a slow motion. His hands falling to your hips guiding you up and down his length. Your hips meet with each and every thrust, water splashing out of the tub which you could care less about right now. He knelt down peppering your chest with kisses and love bites, your fingers knotted in his hair tugging on the roots as you bounced on his cock.

Tom’s hands slid down to your ass, spreading your cheeks as he took control. You gasped when he picked up the pace, plunging deeper inside you. You wrapped your legs around his waist, clinging onto him as he thrusted up into you mercilessly. You hid your face in the crook of his neck sucking a mark into his skin. Tom felt your body tremble, your walls squeezing him like a vice and he knew you were almost there.

He wrapped an arm around you holding you securely while his other hand reached down between your wet bodies. He began rubbing your oversensitive clit in fast circular motion that sent you tipping off the edge. You wrapped your arms around him trying to keep him as close as possible as you slowly rode out your high. Your walls spasmed around him which sets him off too. His whole body shudders and he spills his seed inside you. 

Both of your chests were heaving as you came down for the high. He leaned back against the edge of the tub with you in his embrace. You sit back to find a goofy smile on his face . 

“I love you” your hand traces his jaw and you lean in to kiss him “you always take care of me so well” you murmured against his lips. Tom tugged on your bottom lip, a grin forming at the corner of his lips.

“We are just getting started, darling”

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Overprotective (Loki/Reader*)SMUT

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Word count: 4200

Loki always knew how to keep a secret from you – being the God of Mischief and Lies certainly helped. However, most of the time, the secrets he kept from you were ones that you loved rather than heartbreaking ones. Tonight was no different.

You walked into the large bedchamber that you and he shared. The curtains were open so that the stars shone perfectly, there were green candles lit on each side of the bed, and a trail of white roses guided you to the bathroom, where you saw your husband of two months sitting in a hot bath.

"Finally," he grinned – watching as you slowly walked towards him. "Join me."

You looked at him skeptically. "My love, what are you doing?"

Loki stood up and walked out of the tub. You gasped at the glorious sight before your eyes as if you'd never seen him nude before. His body was perfect – his abs sculpted to the perfect size and shape. Slowly, he started taking your dress off your shoulders, and you watched him with anticipation. This was a first, you had to admit. The two of you had slept together more than anyone could ever imagine, you've been on dates, and you were even husband and wife, but there was something different about him this time. "Loki," you said, drawn out in a warning tone. Finally, he stopped and held your hands with his – deeply kissing the backs of them.

"I love you," he whispered.

"And I love you," you answered with a curious tone. "Loki, my dear, what's going on?"

Loki sighed and put his robe on. You followed his actions and quickly put your silky bathrobe on as well. He guided you to the bed the two of you shared, and he sat at the end of it – pulling you to straddle his lap. You searched his eyes for some sort of clue as to what was going on in his mind, but he knew how to keep you from reading him.

Loki let out a deep breath and blurted out what was on his mind. "Let's have a baby."

Your eyes widened, and you let out a shocked breathe. For a few seconds, you tried to form words – looking into his gorgeous blue eyes for any sign of mischief. There was none. "Love?" he finally uttered, pulling you out of your shock.

"Sorry," you apologized. "I just – I wasn't...expecting that."

"I understand," Loki said softly, rubbing your cheek with the back of his hand. "I couldn't think of any other way to say it."

You shook your head. "No, no, that's not it," you clarified, wrapping your arms around his neck and playing with his hair. "Are you sure about this?"

Loki nodded. "I am," he answered. "It doesn't have to be right now, though, but now that we're married, that seems like the next logical step to take."

"I want a baby too," you said softly, bringing a grin to Loki's face. "I don't...I mean...are you sure we'd be good parents?" you asked, feeling slightly nervous. "Our childhoods weren't exactly fairytales, Loki."

He brushed a strand of hair behind your ear. "Lovebug, our childhoods are perfect examples of what not to do."

"Can I ask you something?" you inquired softly. Loki nodded. "Why?"

"Why do I want a baby with you?" he asked, making sure he understood you. You nodded in confirmation, and he gave you a smile. "Because I want our family to go on forever," he answered. "Because I love you more than anything in Yggdrasil. Because I want to be as close as possible with you. Because I want to hold the product of our love in my arms and protect it with my life. Because I –" You cut him off with a deep kiss that knocked him back onto the bed. "Are you sure?" he asked with heavy breaths.

"Three thousand percent," you grinned before going back to explore his mouth.

Loki held you close, grabbing the back of your head and lacing his fingers through your hair. You held his face in your hands and felt the slight stubble on his jaw. Loki moved up towards the head of the bed, and you followed along with him – straddling his lap once more, lying chest-to-chest as the two of you kept swallowing sounds being produced from each other. Loki wrapped his arms around you and began to rub your back – slowly making his way to your behind that he loved so much. You giggled as you felt his hands move slowly, and he returned with a chuckle and a bite of your lower lip. Usually, you would let him be in control, but this night, you felt rather bold. You grabbed his hands and held them above his head, smirking at him while he looked shocked.

"Love," he purred, trying to reach up to your neck. "You'd better be careful."

You took a deep breath in. "No," you growled in his ear. Causing his erection to become large enough to touch your core through the bathrobes. "Your hands will stay up here," you ordered. With a lustful gaze, Loki nodded and licked his lips.

You let go of his hands, and to your surprise, he actually obeyed. You started to peel the bathrobe off his body – kissing his chest as it became exposed. Loki was fighting to not move his hands, grab you, and dominate you, but he knew how important this was to you. Your hands found their way down to his hips, and you finished untying the robe and peeling it back. Finally, with your husband bare before you, you again sighed at the sight of the god.

"Does my wife like what she sees?" Loki said in a sultry voice with his hands still above his head.

You nodded your head and resumed kissing your way down his body. Once you were above his erect, throbbing member, you kissed the short, curly black hairs and massaged his balls, bringing forth a moan from him.

"If you move your hands at all, then I'll stop," you threatened, knowing that it was becoming harder for him to contain himself. He didn't answer, so you licked the underside of his cock.

"Yes," he gasped.

"Yes, what?" you urged him on, teasing the tip of his member.

Loki groaned. "Yes, ma'am."

"Good boy," you muttered before going back to placing your kisses.

You made sure to kiss every inch of his cock – top, bottom, sides, and tip. You knew what drove him insane, and you knew how to tease him viciously, and he had no choice but to endure it and follow your rules if he didn't want you to stop. Finally, you took him into your mouth and moaned at his taste – the precum that had been leaking from his tip.

Loki tasted wonderful, as usual, but it wasn't wonderful in the sense of sweetness – he was primal. He tasted like a true man – a true god. He moaned and fought to keep his hands up as you swirled your tongue around his tip and sucked his shaft like he loved – bobbing your head up and down. Whatever you couldn't fit in your mouth was stroked by your hand, and your other hand kept its attention on his balls – making sure he was as turned on as possible. Loki watched with heavy eyelids as you went up and down on him – spitting on his cock and letting your saliva fall from your mouth onto him every now and then.

"Please," he began to beg you.

You chuckled – sending another vibration through his body. "Please, what, husband?"

"Please," he groaned again. "Please let me finish."

"Hmm," you pondered, sending yet another jolt of pleasure through him. "No."

You took him out of your mouth and kissed the tip of his cock before looking up and smiling at him innocently.

"Lovebug," he began, getting more impatient. "I obeyed your rules."

"I know," you whispered as you crawled up to him and let him taste himself on your tongue. "Keep obeying me. It'll be worth it," you purred.

"If it's not, then I'll have to punish you," he threatened. You grinned at him, and then his eyes widened. "Dear," he started in a warning manner, "don't tell me that was your goal."

You leaned back over him and hovered your face above his before moving to his ear. "It was," you whispered. "What're you going to do about it."

In a flash, your bathrobe was off, and you were underneath the God of Mischief.

"What am I going to do about it?" he growled, nipping at your neck. "What do you think I'm going to do about it?" You sighed in response as you felt his hand make its way down to your soaking wet cunt. The ability to form words had left you, and the only thing you were capable of was moaning at his touches. "Oh my," he purred in your ear. "Sweetheart, you are dripping wet for me." You could only nod in response, breaths coming heavy, your breasts rising and falling in rhythm. Loki soaked one of his fingers in your wetness and brought it up to your lips. "Here," he coaxed you into taking his finger into your mouth, "have a taste."

You eagerly licked his finger clean, moaning at the taste of your need for him. With a dark and lustful chuckle, he soaked his finger again, but this time, he licked it clean. You playfully whined at the act, so he obliged and soaked his finger for a third time – watching you taste yourself once more. Seeing you so needy for him turned him on more than anything else. "That's my good girl," he complimented you, taking a nipple into his mouth. You panted at the sensation of his tongue slowly swirling around your hardening peaks. He moaned shamelessly at the texture and taste of them. "I will be sure to enjoy these until our child needs them," he muttered.

Up until that moment, you somehow forgot what the two of you were actually doing, but instead of being nervous, the thought of your god impregnating you turned you on even more than you already were. Loki started kissing his way down your chest just as you had done earlier. When he got to neatly groomed, short hairs that decorated your cunt, he placed deep, loving kisses on the area where your child would grow once conceived. You bent your knees for him, and Loki wasted no time in diving in – holding your thighs far apart and as wide as they could go with his hands. He chuckled as you writhed beneath him, and you grabbed hold of his dark locks, pulling him as close as you could to your aching, needy core. Loki inserted his tongue as deep as he could into your entrance – massaging what he could reach. You couldn't help but throw your head back and moan at the stimulation. Soon, you felt his cock line up to your entrance, and he crawled up to you to plant a kiss on your swollen lips.

"I love you," he hummed in your ear before placing a kiss on your cheek.

"I love you," you answered through your panting. "Please, Loki," you started to beg.

Without another word and with a deep kiss, Loki slowly entered you in one easy motion. Both of you moaned at the feeling of being one, and he threw your legs over his shoulders so he could reach your g-spot better. You pulled his face to yours and kissed him as hard as you could – trying to convey your love to him. His hands found their way to the back of your head, and he held it carefully with his strong hands. Loki slowly moved in and out of you, driving you closer to your climax by the second.

"Do you like that?" he growled in your ear.

"Yes," you managed to sigh. "Don't stop. Please."

He chuckled with a deep voice. "Oh, my love, I don't intend to." He placed a kiss where your neck met your chest. "I'm going to ensure that you are well sated." Then he took one of your nipples into his mouth. "I'm going to make sure that your pussy is overflowing with my seed." His mouth found its way to the other nipple. "I won't quit until I'm certain that you carry my heir."

Those words coming from him were enough to send you over the edge into a blinding, orgasmic bliss. You threw your head back, arched your back off the bed, and clawed at Loki's back – driving him to ravage you harder. Screaming his name at you felt your walls clench around his cock; you could also feel yourself squirting on him – coating him with your cream. He guided you through your orgasm and slowed his pace as you began to come back. Your eyes opened, and for a few seconds, everything was a blur, but when you saw Loki smiling down at you, you moaned, and your sight returned. That was the first orgasm of many to come that night. Over and over, Loki pushed you over the edge – keeping to his word on making sure you were beyond satisfied.

Loki could tell that you were becoming exhausted and that you were starting to become sore from his repeated thrusting, so Loki decided that he would let you ride him for the final round of the night. You straddled him, but instead of lying on his back, Loki sat up so that you were on his lap. For the final time that night, his cock slowly entered your well-fucked cunt, and both of you sighed at the feeling. He let you set the pace, helping you by holding your hips and moving you up and down on his cock – never going faster than you wanted.

"Come in me," you whispered to him, holding your forehead to his – both drenched in sweat.

Loki smiled and stilled in you – brushing your hair behind your ears. "Gladly," he replied as he started moving with you again.

You could feel him start to shake, and his thrusts became more uneven. At the last moment, you leaned back and pulled him down on top of you – wanting him to take control. He happily obliged, and you wrapped your legs around his back – locking your ankles to hold him as close as possible. He moved a little bit faster – getting himself around the last corner, and then he desperately reached for your face. He grabbed your chin with his hand and gently turned your head so that he could easily capture your lips. As he did, you heard him let out a small moan – one that grew much louder once he started spilling himself inside you for the last time that night. It was clear that he had been controlling himself all night, waiting until this moment to truly go over the edge. You could feel his warm seed filling you up, so much so that you felt the overflow start to come back out, but Loki just thrust himself back in. Your walls throbbing around him only made his orgasm more intense, and the sounds of your fluids mixing were almost as loud as your moans of pleasure.

"I love you, Y/N," he whispered on your lips.

He had tears in his eyes, as did you. "I love you, Loki," you whispered back, placing a kiss on his nose. "Thank you."

2 Months Later

Your face was glowing, your smile brighter than it had ever been as you made your way to the bedchamber that you and Loki shared. You were practically skipping your way there. Finally, you were at the door and went to open it but stopped – suddenly feeling a wave of anxiety wash over you. What were you going to say? How were you going to say it? What would his reaction be? You didn't have much time to think about it because Loki must have heard your footsteps. He opened the door and looked at you.

"Did you forget how to open a door?" he teased you, walking back into the room with you slowly following. You kept quiet and tried to get your thoughts in order. "Babe?"

"Sorry," you shook your head and smiled. "No, I just...it's," Loki looked at you with a raised eyebrow, confused at your hesitation. Finally, you exhaled a deep breath and spoke. "I'm pregnant."

You watched his face for a reaction, which at first was just a blank stare with rapidly blinking eyes. Eventually, a smile crept across his face, and his eyes glistened with tears.

"Really?" he asked, trying to hold back his excitement, afraid that you may be tricking him. You bit your lip and nodded rapidly. "Oh my God," he sighed and picked you up into his arms – planting a kiss on your lips followed by small pecks all over your face. "This is amazing," he said, his voice muffled in your hair. "Holy..." Finally, he put you back down on your feet and guided you over to the bed. "May I?" he asked as his hand hovered over the non-existent baby bump.

"Yes," you nodded quietly. Loki placed his large hand flat against your stomach and smiled as he thought about the baby growing within. "It's about the size of a pea," you told him.

"It won't be for long," he answered, looking up to your eyes while leaving his hand in its place. "How are you feeling?"

"Nervous," you chuckled. "Um, excited, scared, tired."

Immediately, Loki moved to let you lie down on the bed. "Then my queen shall rest," he insisted.

You giggled. "Loki, it's fine," you told him. "I'm just a little sleepy."

"Any nausea?" he asked with worry. "Tell me if you're nauseous, and I'll have the healers bring anything that will help."

"My love," you chuckled, placing your hands on his shoulders. "I'm fine," you swore. He looked at you skeptically but finally relented.

"You'll tell me that moment you aren't, right, lovebug?" he asked, his eyes wide and written with concern. You nodded and bent down to kiss him. "Also, if anyone does anything you don't wish to be done, just let me know, and I'll – "

You cut him off by pushing him backward on the bed and straddling his lap. "My husband worries too much," you whispered in his ear. "I think he needs to relax a little."

"I cannot help it," he answered. "My wife carries our child."

7 Months Later

"I am so sorry, Thor," you apologized as your dragged Loki away from his older brother. "Please, forgive him – he's not in his right mind."

"Next time, I swear I'll kill you!" Loki yelled, finally giving up the fight with you and exiting the room.

"Loki!" you yelled, stopping Loki from walking away. "Get back here. Now!"

Loki turned around and tried to wrap you in his arms, but you backed away. "Love?"

You scoffed and shook your head. "Seriously?" you asked. "What is your problem?"

Loki looked offended. "My brother could have hurt you!" he defended himself. "Hurt our daughter!"

"Oh my God," you rolled your eyes. "Loki, it was just a hug. That's it. We're fine."

"I don't care," he continued to argue. "Our daughter is growing within you, and I won't risk any harm to either of you." Tears started to gather in your eyes, and Loki quickly closed the gap between the two of you. "Lovebug, come here," he said softly as he pulled you into his arms and rocked you gently. "I apologize for my behavior," he started, placing a cheek on the top of your head. "I just...I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to either of you." He placed a hand on your stomach that held your daughter and wiped your tears with the other. "I can't help being protective of you."

"You're not being protective, Loki," you quietly retorted, wiping the last of your tears with the back of your hand. "You're being overprotective."

"Why is that a bad thing?" he asked, desperate for an answer. "Why is it bad for me to want to protect the two loves of my life?"

"It's not," you sniffled. "But you're attacking your own brother for just giving me a hug," you pointed out. "You and I both know that Thor would do anything to protect his niece."

"You're right," he conceded. "I may have been a bit over the top."

"A bit?" you scoffed.

"Okay, a lot," Loki finally admitted.

"Now, go apologize to him," you ordered.

Loki easily complied with your request, and he walked back into the room. As the door closed behind him, you felt a cramp in your stomach. You grabbed and massaged it – trying to soothe it, but it didn't want to go away. Out of nowhere, the cramp grew to a more painful feeling, and you leaned against a column to steady yourself – taking deep breaths and waiting for it to go away. During your pregnancy, you had more gas than you thought you would, but this was not that. You were certain of that fact when you felt a gush of water spill between your legs and onto the floor.

"Uh oh," you mumbled to yourself. In a panic, you turned your head towards the door and wished for Loki to walk back through it. "Oh, come on," you hissed through gritted teeth. "You never want to socialize." Afraid to move, you leaned on the column for a few more minutes, but you decided it was best to head back towards the gathering – Loki was probably thinking you were going to come back. To your relief, a guard approached you as you slowly made your way down the wall and towards the door.

"Princess Y/N," he called out, running over to you. "Are you alright?"

"No," you sighed, pointing at your stomach and the wet trail you left. "Loki – go get Loki."

Understanding the urgency, the guard sprinted towards the room where everyone was gathering and called out on his way.

"Prince Loki! The princess is in labor!" he yelled loudly.

Loki must have heard him because he quickly opened the door, letting it slam against the wall, and Thor came out behind him, followed by their parents.

"Loki," you whined as he picked you up in his arms. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and he started running towards where the healers were. "Loki, she's coming. It hurts," you cried.

"I know, my love," he said softly, trying to hide his own anxiety. "It's going to be alright."

Thor, Frigga, and Odin closely followed Loki as he carried you to the healers. Once the two of you arrived, you were placed on a bed, and the healers examined you – determining how long it would be until your daughter would be born. The three family members were able to see you before your contractions grew too close, and Loki made it clear that he would not leave your bedside for anything. You grabbed for his hand and squeezed it as one of the worst contractions came.

"Are you ready, Princess Y/N?" one of the healers asked, wanting to make sure you were prepared for your daughter to be born. You nodded, unable to speak due to focusing on your breathing. Carefully, the healers placed each of your feet in the stirrups at the bottom of the bed and readied themselves for the birth of the new royal family member.

"I'm right here," Loki whispered, placing a kiss on the side of your head. "You can do this – just squeeze my hands." He wrapped his other arm around your shoulder so that you could reach up and grab his other hand, using both to help with the pain.

The healer delivering the baby counted down, and once she reached zero, you took a deep breath in and push down into the bed as hard as you could.

Delivering yours and Loki's daughter took a surprising twenty-five minutes, and it was the most painful, bloodiest, difficult, yet happiest twenty-five minutes of your life. After the final push, you felt her slide out of you and into the healer's arms, who immediately placed her on your chest that was only covered by a blanket. For a few seconds, she let out a wail, but it quickly subsided, and she began to coo the best she could.

"Oh my God," you gasped through tears and panting breaths. "Loki, look."

Loki placed a kiss on your cheek and rubbed your daughter's bloody head. "She's perfect." She looked like her father – pale skin and dark hair. Hopefully, when she opened her eyes, they would be the same magnificent blue. "Thank you," he whispered.

"I was wrong," you said flatly as you admired the small being squirming in your arms.

"About what, lovebug?" he asked, similarly admiring the beauty you held.

You looked over at him and smiled wide, placing a kiss on his lips. "There's no such thing as overprotective."

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Comfort in the darkest hours

Henry Cavill x Reader

Not my picture. Credts to maker!

Summary: You’ve always had bad nightmares and Henry your boyfriend of a year knew that. The nightmares settled down once you were with him because you feel so safe but one night they came back. Henry takes care of the reader. 

Warnings: PTSD, Anxiety, nightmares, nudity but nothing sexual. And a lot of fluff and care taking for the reader.

Words: 2K

A/N This is really a comfort fic since i have really bad nightmares again

Comfort in the darkest hours.

 You and Henry, your boyfriend of a year now, had a quiet night in. You both cooked dinner and walked Kal. It was snowing pretty heavy so everything was hidden in the snow. It always calmed you down and you felt a peace when it snowed. The world didn’t seemed so dark when it snowed. So you played with Kal in the snow while Henry was taking pictures of you. After a while you both got cold and decided to go home. Henry held your hand tightly and gave you kisses on your head.

Once arrived home Henry dried of Kal and you got rid of the heavy clothes. Henry walked in the room where you stood in your lingerie. He just looked at you and tried to take all of you in. he walked slowly towards you still in the big jacket which was now wet because of the melted snow. He pulled you in for a kiss. you shivered at his cold hands touching you back. you both decided it would be nice to take a hot bath together.

You made the bath with all the essential oils and bubbles. You already got in the bathtub.  Henry came in naked and you looked at the bear of a man, smiling to yourself how you could be this lucky. He had a grin on his face and replicated the scene from superman with Lois in the bathtub. You giggled and you saw indeed that the water from the tub was overflowing. He kissed you passionately and instead of getting behind you, he sat in front of you. His legs by your side and yours by his. He softly took your feet in his hand and started massaging it a bit and kissed them after he was done. You smiled at him, he was indeed very clingy today but you didn’t mind it one bit. You both needed it for some reason.

Once you both got warm again you got out and dried each other off. You both didn’t say a lot to each other but it wasn’t necessary at all. All the actions, smiles, kisses and touches spoke for themselves. It was nice like this. You both sat down on the couch with blankets and tea. The candles were lit and the curtains to the backyard were open you could see the snow falling. You let Henry choose a movie since you both kind of liked the same movie genres so it was never an issue. You pulled the bear towards you and he rested his head on your lap. You stroked his hair softly until he spoke up: “ I’ve never been this happy in my life. I love you y/n” you smiled contantly at him. “I love you too Henry so much.” he just held you a little tighter.

After the movie was over you both decided to call it a night. Even though you had a relaxing night, anxiety creeped up all of sudden. You tried to stay relaxed and tried pushing it away. Henry climbed in and you immediately clung to him which made him chuckle in a low grumble. You smiled against his chest. after a make out session you just held each other and drifted off to sleep.

~time skip~

You had once again a very bad nightmare. They went away for a couple of moths but you always had times where they came back and once they did it was bad. You were covered in sweat and your breathing was heavy. Heart feeling like it was pounding out of your chest. The nightmare was so bad that you were to scared to fall asleep again. You tried getting your heartrate to a normal pace again but it felt useless. Henry must have noticed. He opened his eyes slowly but when he saw you sitting against the headboard with your knees tucked close to you he knew you had a very bad nightmare. He immediately sat up and held you while you started crying. He could feel your heartbeat going crazy. “Hey you’re safe now! I won’t let anyone hurt you!” he whispered to you. You were a very strong woman but at this moment you were extremely fragile, and Henry knew that. He would always love you in moments like this with so much care and showed his extreme soft side because he knew you needed that to feel safe again.

It wasn’t like babying you, he was just as soft as he could be to take care of you and get you out of your bad mental state. He saw that your eyes were as wide as they could get as you were panting. “I can’t go to sleep now… I’ll make some tea downstairs. Don’t worry, go back to sleep.” You told him trying to sound strong but your voice gave you away clear as day. “No I’m staying with you, sweetheart.” You were too tired to argue so you both climbed out of bed. “do you want to talk about it?” he asked you softly while his hand went over your hair with a sad smile on his face. You just shook your head and he nodded.

You went to look out of the window while Henry made you both some chamomile tea to calm you down for what it’s worth. He held a close eye on you. The snow was still falling and you felt the tears slip on your cheek. Henry came back with the tea. He looked at you and put it on the table. He softly turned you around and wiped the tears away with his thumb and gave you a kiss on your nose slowly going to your forehead where his lips lingered, he softly put his arms around you and took you in an embrace. He could feel that your heartbeat and your breathing was still not stable. He took your hand and sat you on the couch. he sat you on his lap, face to face and your legs around him. You buried your head in his neck and he held you tightly. “Focus on my heartbeat and breathing love.” You nodded.

You didn’t know how long you sat there with him, you could feel his hands rubbing circles underneath your (his) shirt. So you had more skin to skin contact to bring you back in the here and now as they call it. His other arm was wrapped around you and slowly went over your hair. You sat as close to him as possible. Once you calmed down a bit Henry praised you. “Good girl, Are you back with me?” he asked you. “almost.” Was all you could say in a whisper. Henry looked outside and had an idea. “well, almost is a step. Why don’t we get some fresh air?” he asked you. “Aren’t you tired?” you asked him softly. “you are my priority right now, tomorrow we’ll have a nice comfy day in, and just relax. So don’t worry. I’ll cross the world for you if I had to.” You looked at him with glassy eyes. he looked sincere and you knew there wasn’t a lie been told.

You nodded and he gave you a long kiss before you both stood up but he didn’t trusted your legs yet so he held onto you for a little longer. He helped you to get your ski pants on and your jacket. He put his beanie on your head which made you giggle softly which made him smile at you. He gave you a kiss on your forehead. “You look cute” he told you and chuckled. Everything you wore right now was way too big for you, because of the thickness of the clothes.

He got his clothes on too and took your hand in his. Kal patted along with you but stayed by your side. Kal knew you didn’t feel well so he was your second protector. You heard the snow crack underneath your shoes. The cold air hitting your face did you well and you started talking about the multiple nightmares you had to endure that night. His face was written with sympathy. “thank you for all that you did tonight.” Henry looked at you in surprise that you had the audacity to thank him. But he also loved that about you because he felt just as cared for and needed as you felt once he wrapped his arms around you. “I’ll never stop until they don’t stop. I will always be here for you. by your side love. I’m not letting go, ever.” You looked up at him and gave him a kiss. “You completely back to me now?” you nodded with a soft smile.

“good let’s get back and make some new tea. I bet the others are cold now.” you both chuckled and made your way back into the warmth of the house. Henry put on some warm lights and you sat on the counter while Henry was making tea next to you. He knew you needed extra loving and he had no problem what so ever to give that to you.

You both sat down on the couch and you took a seat in Henry’s lap while he kept you close to him. he got a book that laid next to him on the small table and softly started reading it to you. if you could you would almost crawl into him so you did the best you could and curled up in a ball into his lap. You felt safe again. You both sipped your tea and you felt yourself grew tired again, Henry noticed and asked you: “Do you want to stay here or go back to bed?” you thought about it but decided it would be better for the both of you to go back to bed. “Let’s go to bed.” You told him and he nodded. He took you bridal style of the couch and carried you to bed. It didn’t matter how heavy you were or how thin, he was a bear of a man, and a very strong one for all that matters so he had no problem carrying you.

He laid you down in bed and put a soft warm light on ( like a salt lamp) and softly put on some comfort songs for you that he knew you loved. It wasn’t loud but enough for you to peacefully get back to sleep and he had no trouble sleeping with those things if it meant that you had good night sleep. You loved him so much for all the things he did. He crawled into the bed next to you and pulled you almost on top of him while he stroked your hair. “how is this?” he asked and looked at you with only love in his eyes. “I love you so much, bear,” You told him getting a little teary for all the sweet things he did. He smiled brightly at you. “I love you too dove, so much! Now let’s try to get some sleep. I’m here with you. I’m not going away and I’ll be here when you wake up” he softly placed his lips against yours while he stroked your cheek. He gave you one last head kiss for the evening and laid your head softly back on his chest. he rested his head on top of yours and rubbed your back so you knew he was there. You drifted off but had no nightmares this time all you dreamed off was Henry and you happy together.

[eeunoia]

ENHYPEN Mini Series

E N H Y P E N as Vampires

pairings: yang jungwon x reader

summary: your ‘best friend’ jungwon was turned into a blood sucking beast without you even knowing. with you looking like a prey, jungwon’s thirst for blood became more uncontrollable.

word count: 5.2k

a/n: And it started, I just want to tell you that i hope you enjoy this one. I hope jungwon receive love because i really tried to write this well hehe. Also, I reached 300 followers today, I’m so happy! Thank you so much guys! Ily! Anyway, have a nice day! 🌸 (Taglist still open!)

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"jungwon! where are you?" jay was out of breath as he arrived inside Jungwon's dorm room. He was told that the younger one wasn't able to attend class because he's not feeling well.

"over here, hyung!" jay followed the groaning voice of jungwon.

The moment he arrived inside Jungwon's bathroom, he saw him inside the tub, drenched with sweat, pale and fangs were present inside his mouth.

"hey, how are you feeling?" jay sounded so worried for him. He quickly grabbed a towel and wet it with cold water.

"not so good. I feel so hot all over my body like something wants to come out from me." Jungwon grunted in pain and Jay can't help but to slightly feel guilty.

He was the one who turned him into a vampire a couple days ago. He thought Jungwon will adapt easily but he realizes he's still young and his body kind of finding it hard to adjust.

"That's normal. Where's the other packs of blood I kept for you?" he asked. jungwon shut his eyes and groaned, fangs burying slightly over at his lower lip.

"I finished all of them." Jay snapped his head at his direction, brows furrowed hardly.

"You what? I told you to take it easy with the consumption of blood. Your body is still adjusting." he exclaimed a bit frustrated. He knew leaving those packs of blood here with him is not a wise choice but he also don't want him eating his dorm-mates.

"I got so hungry. Sorry, hyung." Jungwon knew he's at fault.

He just couldn't handle the hunger he felt last night. It was dreadful and he thought he'll loose his mind if he didn't drink any blood. He’s still lucky that he resist from eating his dorm-mates right outside his room.

“Okay, hold up. I’ll get more packs for you.” Jay told him and he just nodded his head and tried to endure the pain.

He rested his head over at the tub and let himself calm down. The pain was unbearable but at least his hyung is here now. He knows what to do and Jungwon know he can help him. Minutes felt like hours and the next thing Jungwon knew was Jay was already holding some packs of blood in front of him.

He suddenly felt so hungry and consumed it all. Jay was just silently watching him, a smirk slowly growing over his face as he starred at Jungwon enjoying his meal.

“Feeling better?” Jay asked and rested his palm over at his broad shoulders. Jungwon trailed his eyes from the drink up to his Jay hyung. He smiled at the younger one when he saw how his eyes turned back to normal. It wasn’t red anymore and his fangs were not visible either.

“Yeah, sorry to rush you here, hyung.” he said feeling a bit guilty that he made him worried. Jay just gave him a nod before messing his hair once. He helped him get up from the tub and handed him a towel to dry himself.

While trying to dress up both of Jungwon and Jay’s head turned over the door of his room even before someone can knock. They can hear pretty clearly so they already knew somebody was there.

“Y/n...” Jungwon opened his eyes as your familiar scent went through his nostrils, eyes turned red for a second out of excitement just by smelling your scent. Jay furrowed his brows as he watch Jungwon stare right at the door. 

“Your best friend? What is she doing here?” he was a bit confused why the girl was here and how did she even get inside. He was sure he had locked the door after the last dorm-mate of Jungwon left.

“Maybe to check on me?” Jungwon stood up to get a fresh white t-shirt before he walk towards the door. Jay leaned over the door of his bathroom as he eyed him with a playful smile over his lips.

“How did she get in? I locked the door.”

He saw how Jungwon’s ears turned a bit red, n “U-uh, I gave her a spare key.” there’s no point in lying. He really did gave you a spare key so you can go here wherever you want.

“So she visit often?” Jay teased. Jungwon gulped and his face was soon tinted by bright red shade. He chuckled finding it interesting to tease him.

“You know it’s not safe to do that anymore. She can’t make unexpected visit, not when you’re still like this.” Jay told Jungwon, this time with a serious face.

He knew you’re somebody who’s close and special for Jungwon. He’s not that stupid to not notice the way he look and care for you. So before any accidents can even occur, he wanted to prevent it. He doesn’t want Jungwon to do something he’ll surely regret in the future.

“She’s y/n, hyung. I won’t do anything to harm her.” Jungwon said in a low voice. Deep inside, he was actually doubting himself.

“She’s like a walking prey for you.” was the last he said before Jungwon’s head snapped towards his door because of a light knock.

“Wonie?” your soft voice echoed from outside and Jungwon gulped trying to contain his excitement. He doesn’t know what’s up with him but he just wanted to set his eyes over to you.

Jungwon turned his head to look over at his Jay hyung but he was not there anymore. He sighed and opened the door for you. He have no other choice but to face you. If he won’t resist it and control it, he can hurt you. So he must manage to do it because he have no intention of staying away from you.

Your eyes looked so worried for him. Without even a warning you threw yourself at him, embracing him. “What happened to you? Are you okay? Are you sick?” you were so worried for him. The moment you heard from his dorm-mate that he was sick, you ran your way here not even thinking about your classes.

Jungwon was taken a back, eyes turning red because of your pleasing smell. He felt a bit dizzy and almost loose it but he shake his head and quickly buried his face over at your neck as his arms slowly snaked around your waist.

“I wasn’t feeling okay a while ago.” he mumbled, slightly getting out of handle. He kind of forgot that he’s extra strong so he sort of squished you. With your small winced because of pain, he snapped back to reality.

“O-Oh sorry, did i hug you too tight?” you just let out a chuckle after messing his hair a bit then pulled away from his hug. Your small delicate hands cupped both of his cheeks as you stared over at his eyes.

“How are you feeling?” you asked still worried, he showed you his bunny smile.

“I’m okay now, I’m just starving.” he said.

“I’ll buy you food! Is chicken and rice sounds okay?” you asked him, Jungwon didn’t felt the same excitement he used to feel whenever he hear chicken. It seems too bland for him.

“That would be so much okay.” he kept his cheeky smile while starring at you.

He lied, but he didn’t lie about being hungry. It’s just he wanted something else.

It was a great morning for you, the weather’s nice and you’ve woken up pretty energetic so you decided to go to school early. Smiling while the cold breeze blew towards you, you trailed over the silent road. There’s just a few students around the campus, maybe because it’s still too early.

As you walk silently, you can’t help your mind but to wonder over Jungwon. These past few days, you can’t deny some sudden changes between your friend. You can’t help but to notice it since you’re always together.

You blushed as his face flashed right in your mind. Jungwon was always attractive for you. He’s good looking and nobody can deny that. He was kind of popular with the girls in your batch but it seems like he’s not really interested with them.

Your mind was pretty much busy thinking about Jungwon that you didn't even realize the person in front of you. With a light groan, you softly massage your forehead that hit the person.

"i'm sorry, i wasn't looking--" you can't continue what you were saying when you saw Jungwon in front of you with that playful grin.

You chuckled and hit his arm lightly. "I thought it was somebody else! What are you doing here so early?" you asked him pulling him beside you so you can walk together now. He just shrugged his shoulders off then put his hands inside his pocket.

While waiting for his response you can't help but to look down to your feet and check if he's wearing a different shoes today. Your brows furrowed at the sight of the familiar pair of rubber shoes. He didn't have a new pair, by why does he appeared to he much taller now?

“I just feel like going to school early.” but your attention wasn’t in him anymore.

"Jungwon?" you called out as you now stared at him. He glanced down at you for a while before looking back in front.

"What?"

"Are you wearing insoles?" your question was harmless and innocent but it made Jungwon snap his head towards you then scoffed, the corner of his lips lifting over at one side.

"What? No I don't. Y/n, why would I wear insoles?" he said like you just asked a very hilarious question.

You pursed your lips and then halted both of you from walking. He stopped, and you made him face you while you’re furrowing your brows. You’re taking this too seriously. And Jungwon’s not gonna lie, you kind of look cute looking so focused.

“No, you don’t understand.” you started and even pointed your eyes at him. Jungwon starred right into them making you blush.

“I’m pretty sure your shoulder is at my eye level but now...” Jungwon glanced over at his shoulder then back at your eyes.

“Your shoulder level is the same as the top of my head.” Jungwon smiled and raised his hand resting it at the top of your head.

“Then, maybe I grew?”

“That fast? We’re always together! You can’t just grew taller just like that unless I shrunk.” he then chuckled as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder pulling you closer to his cold body.

Your brows once again furrowed when you felt how cold he is. 

“Maybe you really did shrunk.” he teased. You rolled your eyes completely shoving away the thoughts from your mind and just focused on glaring at him. He’s always been like this. One of his favorite thing to do was to pissed you off. You were used to it but you didn’t mean that you don’t get pissed at him.

“See you later!” he waved cutely at you before he started walking away from you. He’s on his way to his class after he walked you over at yours.

Eyes still darted over his back, your smile slowly faded. The thoughts about the sudden changes with him again occurred in your mind. You kept on convincing yourself that it’s nothing but something in you also tells you that something’s going on with him.

First he skipped classes days ago because he said he was sick, then he came back looking a bit more pale than usual, he became a bit bulky as well, even his height changed! And you’re not quite sure but he’s unusually stronger in some ways you couldn’t explain.

You snapped back to reality when the school bell rang, you hurriedly went to your seat and settled in. You don’t have much friends and it’s Jungwon who’s always keep you company so you can’t help but to feel lonely whenever he’s not in the same class as yours.

You decided to get your work book and open to the lesson your class didn’t finish last meeting. When you’re lazily flipping the pages of your book, you unintentionally heard your two classmates talking.

“Yah, have you heard about the news?”

“Which one?”

“The one that says that some people in our town were still missing.” your hand halted from flipping pages when you heard that. You don’t know why but you suddenly felt goosebumps all over your body.

“Really? Again?” 

“What do you mean by again?”

“Well, I remember my Mom telling me this story that her grandmother had told her once. She said that people here used to be missing and when they’re found, they’re usually dead.”

“What? That sounds so scary!”

“I know right? She also mention that there’s no lead to whom did it. Nothing else was there but two small bite marks at the person’s body.” she continued. Your brows furrowed and soon you shut your eyes as you breath heavily.

You just realized you’re not moving anymore so you started flipping the book’s pages once again.

“Bite marks? What do you suggest? There’s vampire here? Come on! They don’t exist.” the other girl even chuckled.

“I also don’t believe unless my eyes sees them but there’s nothing wrong with being aware with those kind of creatures. It’s even scarier knowing they look like humans.” 

You don’t know what got into you but Jungwon suddenly popped in your head. You tilted your head at the side and just resumed from flipping the pages of your book.

“Don’t think too much, y/n. There’s no way Jungwon’s a vampre.” you even let out a small chuckle while mumbling those words.

Your days slowly went back to normal with Jungwon. You just decided to shrugged those changes of him away. Besides, it’s not like Jungwon changed as a person. It’s mostly just his physical appearance. He even got even more good-looking which is not a bad thing.

Now, you’re at the library doing some homework with Jungwon. He was busy writing over at his notebook when you suddenly yawned out of tiredness. He chuckled beside you then glances over at your side.

“Tired?” he asked. You smiled a little, nodding your head a little.

“Go sleep for a while. I’ll wake you up after an hour.” he said and you felt thankful for him. You rested your head over at the table you’re occupying. Slowly, you drifted into deep slumber.

Jungwon was busy doing his homework when you suddenly turn in your sleep making your hair cover your faces. He chuckled letting go of his pen then gently brushed away the hair off your face. He thought you were sleeping really peacefully.

His fingers unexpectedly touched your neck as he brushed the hair off. His eyes trailed over your now exposed neck. He gulped starring fiercely at it. It looked so inviting that he can’t help but to let his fingers grace at it once more.

Roaming his eyes around, Jungwon checked if there’s other people around near you. When he saw that it was clear, he opened his mouth letting his sharp fangs show off as his eyes turn red because of excitement.

He’s a bit more in control now so doing this stuff won’t be too much problem. He also have his daily supply of blood that he make sure to take in order to not be so thirsty every time he saw humans walking around him.

“Your blood smell so good, y/n.” he whispered as he rest one of his hand at the back of your chair as the other one rested at the table. He leaned closer to you, specially over at your neck.

He shut his eyes enjoying your fresh scent, “You’re driving me crazy.” he carefully muttered making sure he won’t wake you up.

He sighed, his breath fanning at your neck. It didn’t wake you up and even when Jungwon place a swift feather like kiss at your neck, it didn’t disturb your sleep. He leaned away, slowly hiding his fangs away. He smiled looking at you with full adore and desire.

“I’ll be just fine as long as you’re there.” 

One fact why Jungwon gave you a key to their dorm is because sometimes, you have this bad nightmares. These nightmares often wakes you up from your sleep and you can’t doze off once again unless Jungwon’s around. You can’t sneak him in your dorms so you’re sneaking to theirs instead. 

So one night, another nightmare woke you up from your sleep, your breath hitched as you arise from your bed, beads of sweat were all over your face and your clothes were drenched by it too. Not waiting for another second you moved and get ready to go at Jungwon’s dorm.

The location of your dorm buildings were a bit far but you often do this so it’s nothing to you anymore. Those sounds around you while walking alone at the dark road was nothing, you were already used to it.

You arrived at his place and quickly opened the door to his room only to be greeted by an empty one. Your brows furrowed as you took of your hood from your head. After taking off your shoes, you walked over his bathroom to check if he was there but he isn’t. You can’t help but to get worried because it’s already late at night. 

When it’s already your tenth time calling him, your head snapped towards the door when it suddenly opened. You stormed to Jungwon with furrowed brows and quickly cage him with your embrace.

Jungwon was caught off guard but manage to wrap his arm around you as well. He thought he was just hallucinating when he smelled your scent from outside his room.

“What are you doing here, Y/n?” he asked surprise. He was out with some of his friends. They out in a look-out for the person behind the people missing around town. It was affecting all of the vampires so it's also their concern.

You pulled away from the hug and glared at him.

“Where were you?! Do you know what’s going on in our town right now? People are missing! What are you doing outside late at night?!” You can’t help but to raise your voice at him. You were so worried and he wasn’t answering your calls.

Jungwon starred right at your worried face. He doesn’t know what to feel as he watch you get mad at him. He held you tighter and closer feeling your body shaking a bit.

“Exactly, y/n. It’s not safe to go outside so why did you go here alone?” unlike you, he was calmer but you can definitely hear that he's worried. He raised his one hand and softly caress your warm face.

Your eyes trailed over at his cold hand and you held it with yours, gulping. “I got nightmares so I went here.”

Jungwon finally understand why you’re here. His shoulder fell as he cupped your cheeks before dropping a quick kiss over at your forehead. His lips were cold too.

“Then let’s get you tucked in.” and you two laid down over at his bed. It smells just like him so it really comfort you.

You scooted closer to Jungwon trying to make him feel warmer by your body temperature. You thought that because he went outside, he got cold. You rested your head over at his chest and your hand as well. He leaned his head down closer to yours as he closed his eyes, enjoying the matching heart beats of yours and his heart. It was addicting and somehow felt illegal.

“y/n?” he called out your name softly.

“hmm?” you hummed trying hard to understand what he’ll gonna say. You’re slowly feeling sleepy just by Jungwon laying beside you.

“Will you ever get scared of me?”

His questions rings inside your head, completely waking up your whole system. Slowly, you tried opening your now heavy eyelids. You inhaled his manly scent before you slowly raised your head to meet his eyes.

“What kind of question is that? I will never be afraid of you.” you said letting one of your hand rest over his cheeks.

He smiled, swiftly kissing the hand over at his cheeks then your forehead.

“Go to sleep now.” and that was cue to drifting into dreamland while enjoying Jungwon’s comfort.

“Jay hyung.” the older one turns his head over at Jungwon as he walked inside his dorm. He glanced at him for a while before he went back over to what he was doing.

“What?”

Jungwon sat down over at his bed, “How can I turn somebody into a vampire?” Jungwon straightly asked.

Jay didn’t budge from what he was doing. He’s actually not even surprised with his question. He somehow expected it already and he even knows to whom Jungwon wants to use it.

“Did you asked y/n if she wants to be like us?” Jay fired at him that made him dumbfounded for a while.

“How did you know it was for her?” Jungwon asked blushing. Jay smirked and turned his chair to face him.

“I just knew it. So... did you ask her?”

With a low head and discouraged face, Jungwon shake his head. He didn’t even told you that he’s now a vampire. He’s scared that you’ll fear him and much worst, you’ll start avoiding him.

“Look, Jungwon. Being a vampire means we don’t get old. Meaning if you turned her she will eventually watch her loved ones grow old and die.”

Jungwon’s face turned serious as your smiling face quickly went inside his mind.

“She’ll have me.” he muttered under his voice.

“That’s given, but are you sure she’ll be happy to be with you? Will she be willing to have just you?” And it got him.

Jungwon may know that you value him but up until now, you still don’t confirm feelings for him. He isn’t sure if you feel the same way as him. It was dreadful for him, but one thing’s for sure. Jungwon wants to be with you for a very long time.

Your head turned over at your back as you heard small unwanted sounds behind. It was late already and you’re currently on you way back at your dorms. You kind of regret now why you stayed so late at the library to finish an assignment.

“Oh shit.” you softly cursed as you tried picking up your stuff that scattered all over the floor because you dropped them out of panic.

Your heart was beating like crazy because you already knew somebody was following you. After picking everything up, you stood up, with a hurried steps you started walking again.

As you reach the last building that you need to passed by for you to arrive at your dorms, you noticed a familiar built. Even without fully seeing his face because it’s dark, you knew who it was.

Finally feeling a bit relieved, you smiled, “Jungwon?” you called out his name softly.

He didn’t respond but he walked closer letting the light of the moon shine right at his beautiful face. Your smile slowly faded as you saw how his eyes were at the unusual shade of red. His mouth opened slightly, letting you take a glance of two sharp fangs over his mouth. He smirked, letting his lips ran over his lower lip once.

You got stoned in your position. You were beyond scared. It was almost not him. With a step back, the cold night wind blew towards you and Jungwon disappeared.

The next thing you knew, he was behind you, towering over at your shaking body. You didn’t move and just stayed where you are. You felt like crying but you’re mind was blank.

“Is that fear I see in your eyes, y/n?” you heard his voice beside your ears as his breath fan over your neck.

You shut your eyes and pursed your lips. Jungwon... he’s a vampire. You felt his hands held your shaking arm. That was the last thing you remembered until you woke up inside  this unfamiliar bed.

You’ve never been here so you felt lost. Slowly, even with an aching head, you tried getting up. You remembered being with Jungwon before you lost consciousness.

“You took her here without even asking her if she agrees?” you heard a faint voice from somewhere. It was like he was talking to somebody.

“I was scared she’ll ran away from me. You’re not the one who saw the fear in her eyes.” your steps halted when you heard Jungwon’s voice.

You started following it with light and careful steps. It leads you towards another room. Together with him was Jay.

“She saw your eyes red and you even showed her your fangs. Who wouldn’t be afraid?” Jay have this grin over his face.

“I— Its just i’m desperate. I want to turn her in.”

“And if she says no?”

“I’ll still turn her.” he made up his mind. He did think this through and he decided to be selfish.

Jay laughed at what he heard. It’s interesting seeing Jungwon like this. He never saw him wants something like this.

“There’s a big chance that she’ll despise you.”

Jungwon clicked his tongue at the side of hia cheeks and balled his fist.

“I’ll just deal with it later on. I can’t live without her, hyung. I love her and I’ll have her in any way.” he sounded determine.

Jay starred at the young lad before he smiled, “Then let’s turn her in.” he stood up from where he was sitting.

He once again glanced at Jungwon, “And fyi, you aren’t alive anymore.” he said with a smirk.

Jungwon chuckled and stood up as well. They both headed towards the door and you didn’t even moved an inch. The moment they saw you, they were surprised that you were standing there.

“Y/n.” Jungwon.

You starred right at his eyes. Those familiar doe eyes that you adored since day one. That cute nose that you find adorable when he crunch them. You loved him dearly to the point that even after seeing those blood packs in his dorm the last time you went there because of nightmare, you stayed. Shaking not just because you’re worried for him but also because you just realized he is a vampire.

As your tears fell from your eyes, you rush your way towards Jungwon and hug him. He was dumbfounded as he felt your warmth around his body. Jay was just there watching both of you, leaning beneath the door frame.

“I love you.” you mumbled under your breath.

His brows furrowed as his arm slowly surrounds you. “Y/n I’m a—”

“I know.”

“Since when?”

You sniffed resting your face closer to his chest, “The night I went to your dorm.”

His eyes grew big, “That was a month ago.”

He was surprised to know that you were aware for over a month. You didn’t even change the way you treat him.

“H-How did—”

“I saw your blood packs and I’ve been noticing the changes in you.” you answered.

You don’t know if this is right. You just know that you love him and you also don’t know if you can live without him.

Jungwon was stunned for a while before he slowly leaned closer, tightening his hug.

“I wanna turn you, baby.”

You bit your lower lip as you tight your eyes slowly. Slowly moving away from him, you met his eyes. Showing him a small sincere smile, you lifted your hand cupping his face.

“If that’s the only way I can be with you for a long time, I’d let you.”

Jungwon’s eyes turned red instantly. Your eyes were filled with nothing but affection for him. Jungwon smirked leaning down at you for a soft kiss at your lips.

“I love you, Jungwon.” and his kisses moved from your lips to your jaw and to your neck.

After dropping a kiss at your neck he told you he’ll suck some blood from you. You shut your eyes nodding your head as you slowly tilted your head for him.

Jungwon let his sharp fangs showed and leaned closer, you bit your lower lip to prevent from screaming but it was painful and you started feeling dizzy. Jungwon’s eyes turned intensely red as he held your waist as a support for you.

Jay walked towards Jungwon and slit his wrist with a knife. As blood rush down from his opened wound, he brought it closer to your lips and let you drink his blood.

You felt even more dizzy after taking in his blood. Jungwon was quick enough to catch you as you lost consciousness. Jungwon moved away from your neck and carried you by his arms.

“I love you more, y/n. Let’s be together for a long time.”

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Hannibal x Reader

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First Chapter

Warnings: 18+ Oral M receiving, daddy kink, someone walks in

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Chapter Two

The light streaming in through the window woke you up. You curled up in the soft silk sheets, listening to Hannibal’s hums coming from the bathroom. Deciding there wasn’t much more to do than doze, you did just that, taking your time to enjoy your Monday morning. His bed was much softer than the hand me down one you kept at home. You really could lay here forever.

It wasn’t until the bed dipped that you opened your eyes. He was all ready dressed and groomed to the nines. The navy sweater and grey trousers seemed as homey as the man allowed himself to be.

“Hello, handsome,” you greeted.

“Good morning, darling.” Hannibal cupped your face gently, smiling when you leaned into his touch. “It’s marvelous to see you so relaxed, it’s not a sight I get to see often. You’re divine.”

“Devine,” you scoffed in disbelief, “I haven’t had a glimpse of it yet, but I’m sure I look nothing less than a wreck.”

Hannibal’s thumb stroked your jaw, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips. “When it’s my fault you look so utterly debauched, I can’t lie and say my pride doesn’t play a factor.”

“There it is,” you couldn’t help rolling your eyes as you dropped a kiss to his hand, “Always taking pride in everything you do. However, much to your dismay, I’m going to have to destroy your masterpiece. A shower does sound perfect right now.”

“Of course, I took the liberty of running a bath for you.”

“Sweet man,” you smiled fondly at him.

Bringing you closer he pressed a gentle kiss to your lips. As always, he left you wanting more. This time though, you didn’t chase after him. The night of fun was done. All that was left was the goodbye to wrap up the event completely. Some part of you wanted to push that time back.

You hummed lightly, “You enjoy making it hard to not miss you.”

“All the sweeter when we reunite.”

“Sure, whatever you say.”

He tapped your cheek playfully, “Take your bath. I’ll have breakfast ready by the time you’re done.”

Getting out of bed, you stretched. Hannibal’s fingertips ghosted along your spine. “From the looks of it, you’d be happier to help.”

“Simply admiring… You truly are a thing of beauty.” he squeezed your hip before taking his hands away, “I’ll leave some of my things for you to wear on the bed.”

Walking into the bathroom, you were taken by the soft scent of nearly familiar perfumes you’d wear, his cologne lingered ever so slightly. A perfect mix of the two. Looking in the mirror, you surveyed the wreckage. Runny mascara, smudged over lipstick, and rather large hickies scattered across your body did make you look like the definition of debauched. The neck didn’t have as much damage, but covering the few there would still be a pain. So much for keeping things hidden from others. Grabbing the pack of makeup wipes on the counter, you started cleaning up knowing you’d find it to be too much of a chore after the bath.

It was welcoming when you finally got into the still warm bath. Hot water made you relax further as your body let go of the last bit of tension it held. The products seemed to match the ones you usually used, if not make yours seem like cheap dupes. Your lip quirked at that realization, the gentleman seemed to have had ulterior motives after all.

You took your time washing up, deciding time to relax was sparse so you may as well take advantage of the small time frame you did have. A soft knock at the door pulled you back to the present. “Afraid I drowned?” You asked teasingly as the door opened.

Hannibal offered a quiet chuckle as he walked over and perched on the side of the tub, “Asleep more like.”

You didn’t bother hiding yourself. He’d probably be able to draw you from memory by now if you were being honest. “I do have a question.”

“What is it, darling?”

You gestured to the soaps, “Did you have any plans in particular for our night?”

“Not exactly. The night ended perfectly- you wouldn’t mind me saying-” Hannibal tapped your chin affectionately when you smiled, “but there wasn’t anything other than pure intentions when I purchased them. The scent reminded me of you and I thought if you drank too much or there was a storm, those kinds of things, it would be good to have something for you to use. Sending you out into possible dangers was never something left to chance. You’d be safer with me.”

“Ever the good host,” you said, taking his word for it, “Thank you for thinking of me, Hannibal.”

“Always.” Hannibal rolled up his sleeves, moving to sit behind you. “Lean back for me.”

You turned to look at him questioningly, “What are you doing?”

“I find it very important to take care of my partners just as much after. You didn’t give me much of a chance last night. While I’m here, I may as well make myself useful.”

Allowing him to turn you forward again before he grabbed the shampoo and conditioner. You sighed heavily as he massaged the shampoo in, his fingers working magic. “You took care of me,” you argued, “Asked me what I wanted and gave it to me. I didn’t want anything else.”

“It’s just as much for me as it is for you,” he stated, running some water through your hair, “I like to make sure nothing was too much or that you’re not telling me if it was.”

“I’m as good as I’ve been in a long time. Really. If I hadn’t wanted something to happen I would have stopped you. Though, if I had known things would have ended like this I would have stopped by when we had more time. Testing before winter break would have been all that much easier.”

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t be of service earlier,” he mused. “A difficult time that must have been for my sweet girl. Poor thing.”

The urge to sink into the water was strong as you felt the smallest bit of pride at the endearment paired with an equally small bout of jealousy that you shared it with his other partners. It was snuffed out quickly. Perhaps you’d entertain this for a while, but it wouldn’t last. He liked a life that was above and usually too stiff compared to your own. The pair of you weren’t meant to work long term and that was fine. A simple passing thing between friends was the most this would be.

-

Things went back to business as usual after that night. There weren't any intense feelings or need for Hannibal. There wouldn’t be any time to entertain the idea even if they had popped up. Not with this insane work piled on top of you and the final test you needed to study up on. The most you had seen him was in passing or when he’d drop off a meal every so often. Though you wouldn’t lie and say your mind hadn’t found itself wandering every so often.

There was nothing you could do about that, so instead you took shifts, grading work then studying. Rinse and repeating the cycle as long as you could handle it. Your head was pounding before you knew it, but all of this needed to be done. A little bit longer, you reminded yourself as you took a couple headache pills.

The buzzing of your phone vibrating on the desk startled you. “Hi, dad,” you sighed, stuck with this particular pain.

“Hey, pretty girl, how have you been?”

Pretty girl, you scoffed inwardly. You had to give him credit- at least he was pretending to be interested this time. That was rare. “Nothing much. Work. School. The usual. It’s been heavy lately.”

“Yeah, of course, things get like that. So listen, your mom and I are running real low late-“

“I already told you I wasn’t any good for money. I’m barely making ends meet as it is… I already sent you the last $600 I could,” you rested your head in your hands, “I’m sorry.”

“Well, what the fuck do we send you to that school for,” he shouted, “It’s a waste of time. You’re not gonna make anything of yourself. All you do is waste fucking time. Everything we do for you and you just take it all for granted. What type of selfish bitch of a kid doesn’t try to help out her parents?”

“Yeah, dad, I take everything for granted. Putting myself through school should have been a breeze. Juggling school and two jobs? Simple fucking shit right? You should know, right? Wait… you couldn’t even raise your kid could you?” You snapped the stress getting to you. “Why the hell do you always do this to me?”

No response. He hung up. The truth of the matter seemingly too much for him. No. That was too much credit. He knew you wouldn’t send him anything. Try again some other time. Sighing you set the phone down. Your throat felt like it was closing and your head was pounding. A couple tears fell, soon followed by a quiet sob. You didn’t want anyone to see, but the stress was getting to you. Try as you might, you weren’t made of stone.

You hadn’t noticed when Hannibal had walked in for a usual evening check up. “Darling girl,” his accented voice was laced with worry as he walked toward you, “What’s wrong?” Hannibal crouched near your chair as he wiped away your tears.

“Everything went to my head. It’s nothing. I’m okay,” you swallowed thickly, as you attempted to stop the crying and sniffling, not meeting his eye just yet.

Hannibal grabbed your chin gently, forcing you to look at him. “Nothing more?”

“Nope,” you shook your head, giving him a slight smile, “Just school and a headache. Thank you for checking on me. I appreciate it.”

He looked you over, not believing you but unwilling in prodding you further. “It seems a break is in order.”

“I can’t, Hannibal,” You gestured to the papers and books around the desk, “The sooner I’m done with all this the better. I just want to go home.”

Hannibal started to pick up your things, he wouldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer this time. “We’ll go to my office, you’ll eat, I’ll grade the work and ask you questions. Follow me.” Before you can get a word in, he turned heel, leaving you to quickly scramble behind him.

The office had the same comforting feel his home did. Though you weren’t sure many besides you felt comfort in his presence. Hannibal Lecter was by all means an intimidating man, even when you did feel like you were close to him. Closer now, you corrected thinking about the fading bruises under your shirt and the sweater he had let you borrow that you had yet to return. Still there was something about his presence that invoked a feeling of calm in you, even with that spike of something questionable. He seemed to always have all the answers and knew exactly what to do with any situation.

“Here,” Hannibal placed a Tupperware and drink on your side of the desk, “You really shouldn’t be spreading yourself so thin, love. It isn’t good for such a delicate thing.”

“I’m hardly delicate.” You grabbed the food giving him a grateful smile. “I’ve got it all handled. It’s just finals and everything stacked up. The future. I stumbled a bit, is all.”

Hannibal sat on his side and started shuffling through your papers. “Nonetheless, I wish you didn’t strain yourself so much.”

“Not all our days can be a nice weekend together,” you pecked at the salad, as much as you wanted to grab some papers off the stack you knew he would never allow it, “Life is still as frustrating as ever.”

“What did they say?” Hannibal asked, nipping the problem at the bud. If you wouldn’t start the conversation he would.

You sighed, “Something along the lines of ‘waste of time’ and ‘selfish bitch’ really wasn't the worst thing he's ever said. I was just already at my endpoint. I’m pretty sure if I dropped my pen I would have had a similar reaction.”

“Being at your end doesn’t justify mistreatment.”

“I know,” you shrugged, “but I don’t have it in me to argue anymore. Deaf ears and all that. What’s the point?”

“The point is making it known that you won’t tolerate that behavior.”

“I’m just tired and disappointed. A part of me is considering just going into the world on my own. The only family that really cares has passed on, what’s the point of hoping my parents would ever consider changing.” You coughed lightly, clearing your throat. This was too much of a therapy session for your taste. “I’ve already made it up in my head that I’m going to wait a year before getting back in school. You know, save any penny I can. These past four years even with aid and scholarship money has been hell. I’m going to be 24 and there’s still just so much to do.”

“I can’t say I envy you,” Hannibal shook his head, “The uncertainty in those years is unmatched.”

“It’s hard to imagine you uncertain of anything. You seem to always know exactly what to do.”

Hannibal scoffed lightly, “Only because time has granted me certain wisdoms. When I was younger I was lucky enough to appeal to someone with my artistic talent and stories of my past. Though I’d like to think it was the former that earned me my scholarship. I may not have had the exact struggles you did, but we’ve all been through situations we needed to push past. It comes in time. Once you get there, you’ll go through life with grace.”

“Well, I don’t have any reservations about using my past. Would you be my mentor?” You joked, for the most part.

“A five year forward request,” he mused, “Are you certain you’d enjoy me that much as a mentor?”

“Someone is gonna have to teach me the ropes,” you shrugged, “We’re more than comfortable with each other and I already know how pleasurable time with you can be, why not learn a couple of things from your infinite wisdom?”

His lip quirked, “Glad to know your thoughts are nothing less than wholesome.”

“Only the purest.”

You ate your dinner as he asked questions. It was a bit unfair, probably, you knew he had helped form the test. Then again, you knew your boss and it was more than likely all of Hannibal’s work. So this little run was sure to be a preview of what to expect. Still, the questions he asked were far from simple, despite how much you studied. Sometimes a raised brow would tell you, you needed to think again. Other times you’d get a soft praise thrown your way that would immediately make you think of when he was against you.

“A few more for me, darling girl. You’re doing so well.”

Your face heated up as you remembered the exact moment he said something nearly identical.

Hannibal looked at you over a paper, a smirk playing on his lips, “You’re looking a bit distracted, are you alright?”

“You know what you did, jerk.”

“Do I?” He laughed.

You shook your head, “You’re unbelievable.”

Hannibal continued grading, rattling off questions off the top of his head. You mind however, wandered. Answering his questions absentmindedly, more preoccupied with memories than the matter at hand. The way his hands felt. His breath against your chest as he chased his high. The gentleness the morning after as he helped you into his clothes, giving you a last kiss before breakfast. A lingering regret at not getting to thank him back properly. He would be the perfect distraction now that you thought of it.

“I won’t help you if you prefer to daydream.”

“I wouldn’t be daydreaming if you didn’t decide to help me in the first place.”

“Touché.”

“Think I’m all done studying. I’m tired of it,” you sighed, stretching, “I want to do something else.”

Hannibal looked at you, brow raised. “What’s that sweet girl?”

You shook off some nerves. As much as the two of you had already done, he was still an intimidating man. His eyes followed as you stood and walked around the desk. Hannibal brought your hand up to his lips. You trailed it along his jaw, feeling the rough stubble that just started coming in, buying yourself some time to steady yourself. A raised brow questioned what you’d do next, but otherwise he leaned into your touch.

“I wanted to thank you for everything. For how good you are to me.”

“I don’t expect anything in return,” he assured.

“Yeah, I know,” you sunk to your knees in front of him, tracing your fingertips up and down his thigh slowly, looking up at him, “but I want to take care of you too.”

He toyed with a strand of your hair, looking almost bored as he leaned back in his chair. “That isn’t necessary, little one, I enjoyed watching you.” Still there was a glint of something in his eye that told you he was interested, merely teasing with the show he just wanted something more from you.

You bit your lip, pondering at what he had deemed missing. The title. A thing that had slipped past your lips embarrassingly but one he had used with stupor throughout the night. Hands settling on his knees, you pushed them apart so you could settle there more comfortably. A pout, “Please, daddy, I’ve wanted to since we met.”

“Always an eager plaything,” he sighed checking the clock on the wall, “I suppose daddy can make some time for his girl.”

That was enough for you to start undoing his belt. Despite the bored act, his half hard cock betrayed him and told you exactly how much he had been interested. You palmed him through his boxers, he didn’t give you the pleasure of hearing anything from him, but that’s alright you didn’t mind earning it. Once you were satisfied with how hard he was, you pulled him out of the boxers. Leaning back on your knees you took it in, unsure if you could fit the length of it in completely.

Hannibal took in your hesitation. Using a finger he tilted your head up to look at him in the eye. “We don’t have to do anything if you aren’t okay with it now. A change of mind is more than alright.”

“No. It’s not that I want to,” you licked your lips, as if to prove how okay you were you wrapped your hand around him, thumb tracing a prominent vein, “I was just wondering if it would fit all the way in.”

He let out an amused huff, shaking his head, “I’m sure you’ll try your best, ridiculous girl.”

Leaning in you pressed a kiss to the head. Just a little more time to work up the courage. You kissed along the shaft, mapping out every vein. Your tongue traced its way back up, catching a taste of precome that had beaded on the head. An encouraging hand threaded itself in your hair, never pushing for more than you were willing to give.

A knock at the door, interrupts the scene.

“A moment,” Hannibal calls out to the person. “Get under the desk,” he said as he started to hide away any evidence that he was with anyone. Your appearance wasn’t completely ruined, not to his taste at least, but the messed up lipstick and slightly ruined hair wouldn’t take much mental work for someone to come to the correct conclusion.

Taking his instruction you got under the desk as he fixed his own appearance, suit jacket over his arm to hide himself. Walking over to the door, “Mr. Henderson,” he greeted, pleasantly, “Please, come in.”

“Hannibal, sorry about stopping by so late,” you heard the door close as the two walked over.

“Nonsense. If anything, the company is welcomed.” Hannibal took his seat, pulling his chair in close, to make sure you were hidden away.

“I was actually going to see if I could convince you to stay.”

Mischief sparked as you grew bored with their droning conversation. Thankfully he had decided to get rid of his belt fully. It didn’t take much to free him again. He spread his legs, attempting to give you the most space possible under the cramped desk. You pumped him in your hand, getting him back to how you had him. The other hand tugged softly at his balls. You wouldn’t be able to put him in your mouth properly with this angle. Instead you satisfied yourself with sucking on the sides of his cock.

“The students adore you,” the other man countered whatever Hannibal had said, “Honestly your classes are killing Jacob’s with every exam.”

“I take great pride in my students. They are an extension of myself. How well they do is a direct reflection of my skill as a teacher,” he sighed, “I have a couple of people in mind that could fill my roll, I’ll ask people to see who’s interested.”

“Still Jacob’s is slacking too much, I may take away his student aid privileges. I see her around here more often than I ever see him.”

You gave a particularly hard suck to a seemingly sensitive spot as his hips had stuttered ever so slightly. No evidence of any misconduct came from his voice as he said, “Oh her? She is a very good girl. Motivated. Never complains about a thing.”

You felt Hannibal throb against your mouth. Taking a break you leaned your head on Hannibal’s thigh, as fun as it would to mess with him more, you knew he took great pride in his social image. Besides, you had wanted Hannibal’s full attention anyway. His hand came down to your hair, subtly showing that he was still paying attention to you to the best of his abilities.

They talked a while longer, before Henderson finally left. Hannibal had pulled out a stack of papers, motioning like he was going to work on grading, and politely asked him to lock the door as he left. When it was clear he pushed his chair away from the desk. You made your way out smiling at him.

“Someone seems very happy with themselves.”

“You enjoyed it.”

“But did you ask permission?” Hannibal asked as worked himself lazily.

You faltered slightly under his gaze, “Well...no.”

“And do you think you deserve any type of reward for that stunt?”

“...I hope so.”

“I’ll forgive it,” he decided, “only because you’re so eager and we never set ground rules. But now it’s on my terms.”

“Yes, sir,” you nodded obediently, not wanting to receive one of Hannibal's punishments just yet.

Hannibal used your hair to pull you closer. You stumbled on your knees catching yourself on his thighs. “Since you were so unsure if you could fit in daddy earlier, after that little stunt, I’m sure you’re feeling better now. Aren’t you?”

The hand in your hair pushed you down. You closed your mouth around the tip. Hannibal groaned quietly, letting you work your way down. Bobbing your head you took more of him deeper every time, but those last two inches were proving difficult. Gripping your hair, he pulled you off of him.

His breath was coming in quick pants, brushing your hair away from your face. “Do you need help, darling?”

“I can’t fit it daddy.” It came out in a breathless whine.

“Yes, you can. Be a good little mouth and let me do the work.”

Again he pushed you onto his cock. This time he took control. His hand kept you in place as he thrusted his hips up. Without the hesitation you had, he fit himself in quickly. Grinding into your mouth he let you choke around it for a while before pulling you up for air.

“See?” He choked out as he used you again, “Fucking perfect mouth… Daddy’s good girl… taking care of me like she asked.”

His grunted praises and moans were enough to excuse the tear prickling your eyes. Over and over he used your mouth to it’s extent. Seeming to enjoy it most when you did choke on him. Hannibal stopped before he came. Pulling you up off the floor and onto his lap. Wiping away the stray tears that had fallen.

“You’re too good for me.” He kissed your cheek.

“You haven’t finished.” You caught your breath as you curled into his chest. His cologne comforted you. The increasingly familiar scent carved a special place in you.

“I’ll finish later,” he promised, dropping another kiss onto your head, “At the moment, I want to make sure you’re alright. I got carried away.”

“I’m not porcelain, Hannibal,” you intertwined your fingers with his, “I like it when you’re in charge… It gives me a chance to not think of anything.”

“Even so these situations require a lot of trust from your partner.”

You shrugged, as you decided to be honest, “At the moment you seem to be the only person I trust. Besides, you wouldn’t hurt me.”

“Let’s hope I don’t disappoint you.”

“I can’t see you ever doing that.”

That night Hannibal had taken you home. You received the same treatment you had received the first night you stayed at his house. Mostly you thought it was an apology of some sort for treating you roughly in his office. By some good grace both of you had classes later in the day, allowing you to enjoy the softer side of Hannibal in the morning again.

A new sweater of his joined the one that resides on your futon. You hadn’t thought twice about packing them away when you emptied your apartment out.

-

Life in New York was eventful to say the least. Different but fun. It had been six months since you had graduated. Your friend from high school shared an even shabbier apartment together. You made a couple friends. Picked up jobs at a bar and a bookstore.

“You’re not any fun,” Alex complained as she adjusted her makeup, “You never want to go out with me.”

“I’m tired,” you complained. “Anyway, why would I want to go to a bar when I work at one?”

“To wreak hell on someone that’s stuck in your usual gig.”

“Have fun with the guys.”

She attempted to pull you off the couch a couple more times to no avail. In truth you were happy to have a moment of peace. All honesty she was the driving force in you actually living your life and not just working the entire time. You really did love her for all of that and the experiences you had. However there were times for breaks to be had from everything. And tonight was one of them.

You showered, got dressed in a sweater and shorts, heated up some leftovers. Throwing on a bad 80’s horror flick, you spent your night in splendor. A break was rare and you were gonna use your relaxation time to its extent. Sleep overtook you sometime in the night, only to be woken up by the annoying shrill sound of your phone.

“Al, baby, I love you so damn much, but if you’re gonna bitch at me about not going out tonight. I just might be tempted to murder you,” you muttered sleepily, “I could get away with it.”

“Sweet girl, is that any way to speak to your friends?” A voice you hadn’t heard in a while asked, disappointment clear in his tone.

“Hannibal,” you said lamely, slightly ashamed that that was the first thing he heard from you in months. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t expecting you. It’s… It’s been a while.”

“It has been,” he agreed, “In fact, I called to ask if you would like to come to a dinner party.”

You looked at the clock, noting just how late it had been. “You called at two in the morning to ask me to a dinner party?”

“I’ve been busy and you didn’t leave an address for an invitation. It was… spur of the moment.”

“I missed you too,” you sighed, deciding to be the one to voice it, “Yeah, I’d love to go over.”

“Are you planning on staying with me?”

You sighed dramatically, “Suppose I can give a lonely old man some company. What, you couldn’t find anyone as entertaining as me in Baltimore?”

“I’ve got specific tastes.”

“Is that right?”

Alex walked in, the last part of the conversation hitting her ears and the alcohol in her system making her louder. “Is that the daddy? Does he know he’s ruined men for you? Ugh, can you get him over here to loosen you up? I’d appreciate it that so much.”

“I never said ruined, I just sa-“ you realized Hannibal was still on the phone, “Just please, go take a shower, I’ll make you anything you want to eat if you promise to stay quiet.”

Surprisingly she complied, only saying egg sandwich with cheese and bacon in response.

“Ruined?”

“Couldn’t let that skate by?”

“You’re the one talking about me.”

You coughed. “I don’t know. I guess I’ve got specific taste too. Just something happened with someone and I don’t know, I couldn’t get into it that same way. Like with you. They needed me to tell them exactly how… It was just awkward. It wasn’t satisfying. They were nice though.”

“You compare my experience to their experience inexperience,” he deduced. “You enjoy knowing I’ve got everything under control.”

You tried to shake away the blush. “So it seems we’re stuck in similar positions.”

“We are.”

“Hannibal,” you heard someone call out, “When were you thinking of joining us? We didn’t bother you so much you had to leave us that long.”

He asked him for a moment.

“Seems like someone wants your attention,” you commented.

“Does it bother you?”

“Not at all. Just friends having fun right? It would be hypocritical considering I just told you of my night with someone else. As long as it’s nothing serious with whoever that was, we’re fine.”

“They’re nothing. Someone’s too loud nephew. In fact I think he’s rather rude. You know I can’t stand people like that.”

“You’ll survive. Get home safe.”

“I’ll send you the directions in a moment. Have a goodnight little one.”

“‘Night daddy,” the long unused term of endearment fell from your lips easily.

“‘Night daddy,” Alex sighed dreamily from the bathroom door, “God, is the dick really that good? How could it be?”

You hung up the phone. “Can you please not do that next time? He’s really particular about things.”

She raised her hands up in defense. “Whoa, there. He can handle a little joke at his expense when he’s already been down your throat. Now where’s my sandwich?”

“I’m serious Al.” You sighed when you got up from the couch to get to work on your promise. “He makes me feel like I need to be all proper.”

“You’re fine, doll. A dime if I’ve ever seen one. I’m not gonna ruin this for you, if he randomly decided to call you this late,” she took a seat on the counter, taking the water you handed her gratefully, “Do you want that to be a long term thing?”

“Nah,” you threw the bread into the toaster, “I couldn’t live his life. Sure, I like him and I do think he’s fun to hang around. But it just feels like something that will simmer down eventually. We’ll probably meet up a couple more times and it’ll be done. It’s not like we do anything more than end up in bed and sweet talk.”

“I’m telling you, we’d be set if you asked him to be your sugar daddy. Please ask him to take care of you and be his call girl.”

“How about you?” You asked, changing the topic, “Any pretty girls?”

“This one chick at work,” she shook her head, “Fucking goddess of a woman, LN, I’m telling you. I got it bad. She’s got me waiting for her with her coffee orders in the morning like some kind of obedient little puppy.”

“You know her coffee order.”

“Exactly!”

“How’s the commitment issues?”

“I’m gonna have to fucking work through them. Unlike someone, I think I wanna try out the long term thing.”

“Hey!” You cracked the eggs into the oil, “I’m just not up for it right now.”

“Work him out of your system. We’re supposed to be having fun this year.”

You sighed, “I’m trying.”

“I’m telling you we find you a decent lay. You won’t need to be fucking around with that guy.” Your phone chimed. Alex grabbed it off the counter. “The devil works fast doesn’t he? Address and day of the party. You’re welcome to stay as long as you’d like. Says he’ll buy you a cute little number.”

“No, tell him I got it.”

“Thank you, daddy. I’ll make it worth your wild. Wink. Send.”

“You’re the worst.”

“I still think he’s ugly,” she shrugged, tossing your phone over, “May as well get a cute dress out of sleeping with him.”

“He’s not ugly. I’ve seen the people you’ve brought home,” You scoffed, handing over the plate.

“Reggie is a fun time! Fuck I miss Reggie.”

“Work chick,” you reminded her.

“Right right.” She argued before taking a bite of the sandwich. “Fine, we’ve both had our questionable older partner moments. Nothing to be ashamed of.”

“I’m not.”

“Still never called her mommy and that’s a win in my books.”

“I should have never told you that,” you laughed, “I fucking hate you man.”

She pinched your cheek affectionately, “You had your chance to get rid of me. The return policy ran out. You’re stuck. Congratulations.”

“How long until you expire?”

Alex pretended to count it through. “We’re looking at at least 50 years more, if we’re lucky.”

You hummed, “Are you accounting for possible sickness or accidents?”

“I’m immortal for 50 years in between. No arguments at this time please.”

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