#and didnt apologize and just went to bed

[xazse]

please can i request hybrid kitten reader being taken in by snow leopard Satoru and panther Suguru. could be something like they both assimilated into regular society while living together and they found reader fending for themselves on the street after being abandoned and kicked out by their owner for misbehaving and being mischievous (she's just playful and needs company it was the owner's fault for leaving her alone at home all the time). could you include brat taming and a threesome between them?

its my first time requesting i love your hybrid works sm 🫶🏻 it scratches an itch i didnt know i had and i even read the ones im not into

Warnings: Hybrids + BratTaming + threesome + smut + manhandling + pussy-spanking + crying + orgasm denial + cumming inside + mentions of pregnancy + SatoSugu are a bit mean in this one. + hybrids

Pairings: CatHybrid!Reader x SnowLeopard!Satoru x PantherHybrid!Suguru

Notes: I hope you enjoy! I apologize for this taking so long! I had fun writing this 😈 I’m so happy to be your first request I really do hope you see this! Please give me a message or something if you do!!

You didn’t expect to be picked up one day, showered, clothed and fed till it looked like your stomach could pop out but it had happened. You went from trudging down the street in dirty garments garnering dirty looks from humans who didn’t understand your predicament, you hated the way they looked at you like you were gum on their shoe. A disgusting spec on the world.

It wasn’t until you met Suguru who found you digging through a trash can in some random alleyway, it was like an angel extending its hand, A very beautiful one, one who probably knew the hardships you had suffered though.

He had listened to your story in that alleyway, spared you his ear and eyes with not a hint of malice or some ulterior motive.

He also shared his story of being a “predator” in this unfair unbalanced world, Suguru held himself in such a way that you couldn’t believe people had even thought he was anything but the kindest man to grace this earth.

Satoru you learn, has his ups and downs but besides he also treated with the utmost respect and care, taking care of you in his own funny ways. Satoru being a Leopard made things easier for you they’re usually upbeat in some way so it wasn’t hard for you to get comfortable in their warm home.

You adjusted very well to the both of them, adapted to their lives and sunk into their company. They think it worked a little too well.

Suguru had asked you to do something very simple, something small, he never really asks you to do much around the house so he doesn’t think anything of it, what he doesn’t expect is you huffing under your breath and waving him off, simply telling him to “get Satoru to do it.” He’s stunned where he stands in the kitchen.

The next issue arises when you’re playing with Satoru, something you do on the regular because you know how much he loves the chase. When he pins you down you take the opportunity to bite him, you’ve already had Suguru and Satoru talk to you about your biting habits, so you know you’re not meant to do that, Satoru is the one left staring at the glaring mark on his arm and when he tries to scold you, you’re already walking into your shared bedroom and plopping on that game. Not even bothering with an apology.

You destroy expensive vases, plates all in the name of fun, scolding you and telling you to stop doesn’t work anymore. It just seems to make your behavior even more annoying.

Suguru is the more calmer one between him and Satoru, he had let the biting incident go rather easily, but Suguru hadn’t, he thinks he’s the calm and level headed one but apparently not. He comes home from a stressful exhausting day he wants to do nothing more than cuddle up with you and Satoru in bed.

When hes a few steps into the apartment, he’s greeted by his couches, his expensive personally manufactured couches scratched up, not light scratches either those were made there with a bad intent, and he sees you laying on that same couch, facing the ceiling, sleeping without a care in the world, he’s fucking livid.

He drops his office gear and beelines straight for the couch, straight for you, he yanks you off of his couch and a sleepy you is extremely confused.

He doesn’t spare you any words, all you see is his broad back dragging you to your shared bedroom, he throws you down in the middle of the bed with a thud and now do you get to see his angry expression, there’s not an ounce of forgiveness in there, it burns red. You know what you’ve done and yet all you want to do is push him further.

You tiptoe over that already small line and innocently ask him what’s got him so worked up.

Satoru unlocks the door and is greeted by noises, noises he can’t quite makeout yet but stepping his clothed foot further into the home he senses it’s you, he makes his way to the bedroom and slowly opens the door.

It’s like it’s straight from a porno, you’re spread out on the bed in all your glory: naked and covered in a light sheen of sweat. Suguru is sat leaned against the headboard as he abuses your poor cunt with a dildo, you’re holding onto his thick arm begging him to slow down just a little, your eyes are filled to the brim with tears and tears that are already dried up on your face.

“s’too much guru… ple-“ you can’t even finish your plead for release because Suguru is slamming the dildo right against your spot directly. Satoru can see bite marks decorating Suguru’s arms, you’ve been uselessly doing that to no avail. Still acting so bratty even during your punishment.

You see Satoru and try to call out for him in the sweetest voice you can muster, you know the leopard has a soft spot for you but in this moment it goes in one ear and out the other. Suguru spanks your swollen clit and scolds you for even thinking Satoru could help you.

Suguru doesn’t notice but Satoru sees the way your cute hole clenches, oh?

You’ve clearly been waiting for one of them to break and Suguru was the first to fold.

Satoru can no longer stare, he’s been grabbing and pawing with his cock ever since he’d seen the way your pussy swallows the dildo with not much fight. The way your wet cunt is practically soaking and dripping onto the bed.

He makes his way towards the bed, discarding his clothes on the way till he’s only in his boxers, his ears stand at full attention, listening to every squelch and nasty noise you and your pussy make.

He knows in the end you probably want cock but looking at an ever so serious Suguru he knows that’s not what you will be getting tonight, so Satoru latches onto your nipples, swirling the buds in his mouth, popping off of them just to slurp them right back into his mouth.

He swirls his long fingers around your clit, furthering your torture.

It’s not until about three hours later, you cockdrunk on the two cocks that sit nicely in your pussy, it wasn’t easy but you’d find it, you’d expected to be praised for such an achievement but nothing from either man had come out, their poor kitty left mewling in pleasure but no release just yet.

You beg to just cum once, just once but they ignore you, they chase their orgasms multiple times that night, filling your already full cunt with more of them, potentially even their little babies, that should settle you down for a while.

[k-aemi]

itoshi sae ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 100 apologies for you.

wc: 12k (i know it seems long but trust its good(i hope....), eventual smut, masturbation, slow burn(?), vanilla :>

"my gosh hes so fine!" your friend exclaimed while kicking her feet up. seriously shes been squealing about some guy she saw an edit of and been talking non stop about him. "[name] please you have to see this guy playing!" getting up to jump on your back. you can only sigh.

"what?" you say without looking away from your phone, you were watching a series you were recently hooked on. she can only squeal and giggle just by looking at the man. "look, look, look! hes sooo handsome! his lashes are longer than mines!" she shoved the phone to your face and you grumbled.

"yeah hes good looking." your tone flat, just to make her satisfied before swatting her hand away to continue your attention on your phone, you hardly took a look on the man so you had no remembrance of him, all you noticed was the pink hair he had going on.

"oh my god hes so good at football too! i wish i was his girlfriend!" she squealed into the pillow and you ignore her, too engrossed in your show, it was just too good, you dont have time for some silly footballer!

its gotten to a point where she even flew out to see one of his games! you didnt know she was that much of a fan...but she was already arriving back so she had asked you if you could pick her up from the airport. she had given you her keys before she left and you were housesitting.

you were already a bit grumpy because you had to wake up at five am. seriously, who wakes up so early on a saturday?! you can only sigh in frustration but its whatever. you just hoped nothing else happened, you already know it would be crowded.

and you know what, you were right. it was packed!

you didnt even bother to try, just some sandals and sweatpants. you didnt know these people anyways so why care what others saw you in?

"hey! when are you getting here?" you roam the airport. she wanted you to meet her when she got off the plane.

"i just got off right now!"

youre rushing to her station so you can go back peacefully on your bed. its your resting day, youre not trying to go back to your shift!

"okay im heading there-" you collide with someone out of nowhere, and hot coffee splashes over both of you. a frustrated groan escapes you. great. you wake up early just for this, and now youre drenched in coffee—and its scalding!

"excuse me watch where youre going!" you stare at the man who just stands there as if nothing even happened. someone behind him panics and starts to wipe the coffee off his white blouse as if he were his personal manager of some sort.

“mr itoshi, are you alright?!?” the guy fixes his glasses before taking out a small piece of cloth to wipe the stain. he panics then turns to you.

“do you know this is designer clothing?!?” he lectured you and you could care less right now. you roll your eyes before telling your friend youd meet her there, hanging up the call.

“well its his fault for not looking.” crossing your arms with an annoyed face.

“youre going to have to pay for that!” he points at the stain while clenching onto his pile of folders on the other hand.

“okay? what are you his personal manager?” you were already ready to throw hands at this person who was irritating you the second, it was causing a scene and everyone around was looking. this wasnt even a big deal so why were they so fixated on this?

before you can say any more someone tugs you by the shoulder.

"[name]! what the hell are you doing arguing with him?!" your friend whispered to you.

"this guy bumped into me." you whispered back as you stumble on your feet. your friend only shakes her head and looked so nervous.

"bitch thats sae itoshi!" she slapped your head and you rub the part it hurts.

"what? whos that?" you raised your eyebrows and your friends hits you again.

"the person i showed you! the famous footballer!" and your eyes widened, the guy she went to go see to play or something? you can hear people mumbling at the back and snapping pictures at you-or at sae itoshi.

your friend bows while forcing your head down with her. "im so sorry on her behalf sae! ill buy you a new set to make it up for her!" she exclaimed and grumbled when you didnt say anything back. "[name]!" and you sighed.

"sorry." you said with monotonic tone. your body quivered when your friend clawed at the back of your scalped not buying your apology.

"ah-! im sorry! ill give a hundred of them if i need to!" and she released her grip. she was so scary like that.

sae can only stay silent as he stared at your figure. "a hundred hm?" he ponders before making a decision.

"i would hope you mean it. you can first start off by buying me a new set." he slides his hands in his pocket.

your friend got up and clasped her hands together. "yes! of course ill get you one right-" sae cuts her off.

"i want her to buy it." pointing at you. great.... if you knew it was him you would of just apologized and not cause a scene.

sae stands outside of the store, checking his watch and the manager can only be seen blocking the path of people who were trying to get up close to him. meanwhile youre out trying to pick out the shirt for him, your friend was taken home by someone else so this trip was absolutely pointless, you just wanted to stay home.

you buy a shirt that looks somewhat identical to his and make the purchase. it was pretty cheap but you cant be spending too much on clothes alone. you step outside with a sigh and hand the bag to sae.

"here." he takes it, before peaking the inside. he still keeps his stoic face and you cant even tell what hes thinking.

"this is very cheap material." and you irked. seriously this was not the time about the brand, just wear the damn shirt!

"its the only thing here close enough." you cross your arms looking away.

"itll do." and you almost jump in happiness. yay now you can just go home!

"alright, sorry about earlier. i was just frustrated." you kick your feet on the ground from the awkwardness. after a few silences exchanged you spoke.

"well then, guess were done here." before you can turn around, sae speaks.

"not quite. you still have ninety-nine more to go."

"ninety-nine more to go what?" you raised an eyebrow, was this some sort of metaphor or whatever? if so you dont quite get it.

"you did say youd give a hundred of apologies. i take it that youll take it for word." and you froze in place, you did say a hundred but you only said that so he knew you really meant it!

"i-i didnt mean it literally-" he cuts you off by handing his phone to you. the people around him can be seen gasping and his fangirls are waving their phones to him. as if he would give them his number.

"youll be my little errand pet. as your second apology." this guy was ticking you off already. with your eye twitching and a vein popping on your forehead you sighed and obliged, maybe this will let your friend will have the opportunity to talk to sae now. you snatch the phone and put in your number.

"there." you swung it back to him and he caught it swiftly. you then feel something vibrate in your pants and it was sae. he huffs and puts his phone back.

"checking to see if you didnt give me a fake number." he slides his hands in his pocket.

and that wasnt even the beginning of your story. he wasnt kidding when he made you the pet for him. he had a manager so why did he need you!? probably just to make fun of you from such a higher position...

apology #10

"hey. get me some salty seaweed tea." he spoke on the other line. its been a month and youre only up to your tenth right now. you had sometimes wished he forgot about you but every time you even thought of it, he calls you and tells you do something for him. it was so irritating!

"what? where am i supposed to find that?" you were awoken from your nap because of him. he could only scoff.

"do your best." hanging up before you could even speak. you groan, dropping the phone to the side. he always called you at a random times and you hated it.

he had an interview today so you went at the tv production to drop off his tea. you came in rushing because he does get a little grumpy when you were late to deliver or do something. youre rushing in and trying to find the man, the set was still empty so you assumed he wasnt starting yet.

there you spot sae in a chair, getting dolled up with some powder and his manager wiping dust off him. you run up to him and and stilled in front of him, catching up with your breath, your hands resting on your knees.

"here...i...got...your...stupid tea!" you huffed in between your words. he opens one eye, eyeing the bag of tea.

"prepare it for me." he went back to close his eyes and youre glad he did because you punched him. or so your imagination did. you were glad there was even hot water here or else you would of have get some elsewhere.

you prepared it and settled it down on the nearby round table near him. "here. now im going." you turn around to before he spoke.

"you didnt think that was all right? youre staying." and you froze, of course he adds on to it... but the more favors the lesser hell ask and you will soon escape from this nightmare!

"of course not!" you faked your smile as you turned around to face his stupid stoic face, where the makeup artist added some finishing touches of applying powder.

"youre on set sae!" his manager fixed his glasses and sae stood up. heading towards the set where an interviewer sat in the other chair. he asked some basic questions like "why did you pursue this." "what are your weaknesses?" those type of questions.

you just stood in the darkness, watching in boredom, tears perking from your eyes from the amount of times youve yawned. you didnt want to take out your phone since they werent allowed so you just abided the rules to respect them.

it finally ended and you had thought staying was another favor he wanted so you can leave! but yeah no it wasnt that easy. sae leaves, taking a sip of his tea before approaching you. towering over you, you just stood there.

"what? am i done?" your eyes beamed.

"yawning during my interview. how amusing." he clicked his tongue. he ignored your question.

"so am i done?" you asked again. like a little kid repeating their question over and over.

"obviously not. youre accompanying me for something." he walked off but you didnt follow. well you didnt really comprehend what he said and stood there stupidly.

sae turned around seeing you werent following. he tilt his head downwards. "come over here." he said with his voice low and you droop as you walked towards him. you just wanted to rest before your shift started and this jerk was just ruining everything.

you were now sitting next to him in his car while his manager drove the both of you. you dont even know where he was taking you, hopefully not kidnapping you.

the ride was mostly silent most of the time, he sat with his arms and legs crossed as he rest his eyes. he almost kept that posture the whole ride, while you were just struggling to sit in one position.

"were here mr. itoshi." his manager steps out of the drivers seat and circles around to open saes door. sae gets out, then pauses—waiting for you to follow.

"okay... where did you take me?" you step out and glance at Sae. his hands are tucked in his pockets as he silently gestures behind you. confused, you turn, only to be met with a breathtaking view of the sea.

"woah, i never knew we had a place like this!" you were in awe. the sun reflected the water beautifully and the sounds of the wave tides filled your ears with ease. your hands rest on the railings, leaning forward.

sae steps up beside you, eyes trained on the sea. you glance at him—maybe it was the stillness of the moment, or the way the breeze softened everything—but he looked… handsome. you hadnt noticed before how long his lower lashes were, how they framed his eyes so effortlessly. it caught you off guard, how something so small could suddenly seem so striking.

"so why did you bring me here?" your attention falls back to the view of the big sea.

he lets out a low hum, inhaling the fresh air around him before exhaling out. "i spend my days looking at the sea. consider this as a favor from you. still got lots to go." he eyed your figure and you wince. damn his gaze was scary.

you sighed and laid your head on your palms. enjoying the breeze and sounds of tide waves. "guess ill have to get used to being with you then."

sae scoffs before walking away. not even muttering a single word to you.

"hey! where are you going?!" you turned around, seeing sae enter in his car. wait surely he doesnt plan to-

he drove off.

"hey what the hell?!" you tried to catch up to the car, but it was far gone. your eye twitched in annoyance before texting him.

you 6:35pm "die"

apology #17

upon meeting with him at his apartment to clean it...even though he could of asked the janitor! but whatever, the sooner you get it done the better. you were hungry on the way, grabbing something cheap and quick so you werent met with a grumpy sae who always got mad for you being so late.

some fries will do! quick and delicious. going to his place, you ring on the doorbell, awaiting for his answer.

he finally did and he looked down at the fries you had.

"your personal janitor has come." before even taking another bite, he snatched it out of you.

"hey! whats your problem?! i paid for those!" you tried to retreat it back, but his tall figure waved it up.

"what an unhealthy snack." he scoffed before throwing it to the nearby trashcan. your jaw dropped and a vein popped on your forehead.

"didnt know my health mattered to you.." you muttered. he only scoffs.

"it ruins the skin, i wouldnt want it in my place." he leaves the door open before walking away. you mocked him entering in, taking your shoes off.

"what was that?" his eyes shifted towards you with his back facing.

"nothing!" you wave your hands up...god you wanted to punch him, there goes your lunch.

sae sits on the couch, while he drinks his seaweed tea. youre dusting off any dirt left on the floor or windows.

"you missed a spot." he sips his tea.

"thats the fifth time you said that, youre fucking with me now." you clenched the broom with an irritated smile.

"then clean better."

"then you can do it mr daddy long eye lashes!" you hand the broom to him. he sips his tea again, going back to his book. you seriously wanted to choke this guy.

the room falls into silence, broken only by the soft swish of the broom across the floor and the occasional rustle of pages as he continues reading.

"youd make a terrible athlete.” he said casually, sipping his tea. It was so out of the blue, you figured he was just trying to make conversation—filling the awkward silence, or at least thats how it felt to you.

your head tilts back at him, a puzzled expression flickered on your face. "how would you know?" your eyes dart on yourself, trying to make sense what gave off that impression of a 'terrible athlete.'

"just a hunch." he says, returning his attention to his book. but was it really just a hunch?

apology #34

sae 6:12am "hey, theres a sale of a new tea. go get it." [attached one photo] you 6:37am "wtf??? i just woke up, it literally ends at 7" read

of course he left you on read...he always does! hes probably doing some interview or television again, but he had a manager, why couldnt he just ask him?!

you didnt bother to brush your hair, you went in pajamas. god you should of brought a sweater too because it was cold! but it was too late to go back now, you were already waiting in line for this stupid tea he wanted.

after a few sniffles and sneezes you finally reached the front, paying for it as quickly as you could and brought it back to your place. youll just give it to him tomorrow since he was probably busy, usually hed text you when to give it to him, so you werent too sure.

but im sure hell understand…you hope. your shift was soon so you had to rest before you started. it was already tiring enough and with sae in the way, even more stressful!

unfortunately you ended up sick. probably from yesterday when you stood in line without a sweater and the cold air was just hitting you. your forehead was burning and you felt super dizzy.

you had called your friend to take that tea you bought to take it to sae, no way in hell can you even get up from your condition right now, you can barely open your eyes and speak a single word.

you didnt inform sae though, youre too worn out to take your phone out to text him.

sae stands with his mask and sunglasses to cover his face. sitting on the bench in front of the water fountain. your friend spots him, and she runs to him.

hearing footsteps approaching, he looks to the side, but it wasnt you, it was her. hes slightly irritated but she couldnt tell under the covers. approaching the footballer, she pants before handing the box of tea to him.

“here you go sae! i brought it for you!” she handed it to him, flashing a smile. she loved seeing her idol just standing in front of her, maybe shed ask if she could hang out with him today.

sae remains silent, which says enough. his gaze fixed on the tea in front of him, not bothering to look at her. his eyes scan the place briefly, searching for any sign of you. when he realizes youre not there, he simply sighs, indifferent.

“wheres [name]?” he slides his hands in his pocket.

“oh! shes sick so she called me to bring this to you!” she flashed a smile at sae but he only scoffs, seriously are you a kid? getting sick and not even taking care of yourself.

“i wanted her to bring it.” he sighed brushing past her, not even bothering to take the tea in her hand or batting an eye at her once. shes left dumbfounded as he leaves her in the middle of the plaza, getting into his car before his manager drives off to who knows where.

you can barely even open your eyes, you swore your immune system wasnt this bad. youre constantly replacing the towel that nestled on top of your forehead every five minutes because it was just so damn hot.

your breathing becomes heavy with sweat dwelling down your forehead. and just your luck, someone rings the doorbell. it was probably her and she came to check up on you, but you can barely even get up on your own, forcing yourself to try and endure it.

groggily dragging yourself to the front of your apartment, you take your time. peering through the peephole, you blink once—then again. it’s sae. you lean against the door for support, raising an eyebrow. what the hell was he doing here? didnt she give it to him?

you undo the locks to the door, opening it to sae standing there who eyes at your discomfort figured.

“what are you, a kid? getting sick from the cold?” he scoffs, watching you stumble, one hand gripping the doorframe for balance.

“you were the one who wanted the tea... didnt she give it to you?” you ask, pausing to catch your breath between words, an eyebrow raised.

“hmph. foolish of me to take it from her when its your job,” he mutters, voice low but pointed.

"im sick you fuckin...ugh whatever i dont have time...for this." you slur your words, sae observes the way your eyes close on their own, seeing how you quickly lost balance.

hes quick to take hold of the collar of your shirt before you fully collapse on the floor. youre on the verge of passing out and he lets out a sigh, lifting you into his arms, carrying you bridal style. "why do you push yourself so hard for...." his voice flat, but his voice trails off mid-sentence, barely audible as you slip into unconsciousness.

your eyes perked open, waking up to the comforts of your bed, and the wet cloth that laid upon your forehead. you could of swore you were talking to sae, but it was probably a dream. no way you had a dream of that jerk.

you inhaled a deep breath before exhaling, taking in the air, you wondered if your friend was here, the cloth felt cold despite your forehead that emitted heat, so she must of changed it every once in a while.

your body jerks at the sound of soft breathing to your right. turning your head, you see the familiar figure of a man sitting in the chair, arms crossed, one ankle resting on the opposite knee. his eyes are shut, lost in sleep.

so sae did stop by, you thought to yourself. you didnt know sae would of done this type of thing. now you remembered. he was upset that you didnt bring him the tea. was that really a big deal? if anything, he was the kid here in this situation.

plus hes an idiot staying in the same room as you. hes going to get sick too. you groan in frustration, sitting up to straighten out your back, your head still burns but at least not as bad in the morning.

you quietly slip off the bed, your steps light as you move toward sae. the sound of his soft breathing calms your nerves, easing the headache pulsing in your skull. a loose strand of hair has fallen across his face, and your fingers itch to move it aside—not for any particular reason. you just wanted a closer look.

your fingers find themselves twirling his pink locks, soft as fur, and you gently tuck them behind his ear, where his bangs fall. you cant help but watch the new sae resting before you. he looks like a completely different person when hes asleep—serene, almost unrecognizable. its easy to see why your friend had taken a liking to him, but thats with him on the field, right now, was a completely different thing.

his skin glistened like crystals, and each time his lashes fluttered, it was as if the world paused. his teal eyes sparkled in the sunlight, a detail you couldnt help but notice with every moment spent beside him. you didnt do it on purpose—it just happened, your mind drifting into a quiet trance, capturing those little details without even realizing.

you groan softly. "why the hell am i thinking about that..." you whispered, your lips formed a thin line as you shake your thoughts away, retreating your hand before his hand took sudden hold of your wrist, halting your movements. his grip was rough, harsh even, but not enough to hurt.

your eyes widened for a split second before returning to your usual gaze. your mouth hangs slightly open while you relaxed into the comforts of your mattress.

"about what." his voice low with his eyes, sharp and intense, awaiting for your answer.

his thumb nestled on the wrist joint, while his tender fingers wrapped delicately around your wrist, slightly caressing it with ease. you cant tell if it was because you were sick, but you felt hot. heat radiating off you by the second and you know he knows. he can feel it too.

"i thought you were asleep." you softly spoke, breaking the calming silence between you two.

he knew you avoided answering his question, but he let it go, not trying to pry into it. "you woke me up." he really was a light sleeper, awoken just from the slightest touch of his hair.

"I didnt mean to." your eyes fall to your wrist, still caught in saes grasp. he follows your gaze, then lets go—slowly, almost reluctantly. silence settles between you again, heavy but not uncomfortable. then, without a word, he takes the towel, folds it carefully, wets it again, and gently presses it to your forehead. his touch is cautious—tender in a way that says more than he ever does.

"i didnt know you knew how to do this." he rest on the chair as you laid back down onto the fluff of your pillow. he scoffs, as if you doubted his ability to do such simple tasks.

"i have a younger brother." he folds his arms and crosses his legs again. for the oldest bother, he still was a jerk, not like you expected much from him anyways.

you let out a low hum of acknowledgment before staring at the ceiling, pondering in thought.

"you owe me for this." you grumbled, you moment of peace was interrupted.

"yeah yeah whatever." you sighed.

apology #52

you arent the type to go out when it was your day off from work, youd just want to relax. but of course sae always asked when you were free most of the time. it does get irritating, but he mostly pays for the things when he invited you, he says he just doesnt want to see his managers face all the time.

it was a little swap meet that piqued saes interest and just wanted to relinquished the memories when he used to come here, he mostly came because he saw there would be a football team playing nearby and he would be spectating anonymously. but of course coming with sae didnt mean you were free, of course you were still his errand 'boy'.

"i saw some known skin care brands over there. make sure theyre real and buy them." he demanded with his harsh tone. and not to mentioned he sent you with his manager, just great. you werent too comfortable with him after that happened...but its whatever, that was like three months ago.

"so...how long have you been working for sae?" you tried to converse with his manager. his appearance came off as timid but merciless when it came to the inside, well thats what you perceived him as.

he doesnt respond, only continuing in search for the little stand sae had mentioned. you only sigh, you tried to be nice, but failed. you kept some distance while walking next to him.

finally finding the stand sae had mentioned, the manager fixes his glasses in search of good brands of skin care for sae. you didnt even know he did skin care, that explains his perfect clear skin.

there were many expensive brands you also recognized, some that even you wanted to buy but werent able to afford. you pick up some items, observing them, it really did seem legit. you can hear his manager talking to the sellers, trying to find the best of the best.

after some looking, you feel like you found some pretty good products. moisturizer and lotion. the brand didnt really have a name except for a crown as its logo and three dots that followed a 'u' shape. the color was a nice shade of black that complimented the design.

you look to the side, you can still see the manager talking to the sellers, he was analyzing this way too much. you only sigh before walking up to him.

"hey! i think these items are best for sae." you displayed the lotion and moisturizer to him. he pushes his glasses up, observing the two products before shaking his head.

"seriously? he wouldnt accept this. just leave it to me." you can see the way he rolled his eyes at you, attitude much, that irked you so much.

"okay you could of at least said it nicer?" you clicked your tongue at him, his idiotic face pissed you off even more.

"i have no intentions of getting to be buddy-buddy with you." your eye twitched.

"still being a baby about what happened three months ago?" you pinch the bridge of your nose. "whatever im buying these." and he snapped.

"spending his money so carelessly, seriously why did he entrust you?" he gave a look of disgust as his glasses glint.

"youre pissing me off four-eyed freak." your lips pressed into a thin line, eyes narrowing.

he scoffed. "you got a real attitude for someone running errands for sae." you were furious—and even more so because he was right. you were just running errands for him. thats all this was. nothing special.

"something you got to say?" a voice calls out from behind him—and his face drains of color. its sae. panic sets in as he scrambles to explain the situation. he turns around to face the man.

"well i was just trying to get the best products for you, and she thinks she knows any better—" sae cuts him off with his cold tone.

"after that." his glare fazes the manger, unmoving.

"n-nothing sir i was just—"

"then stop wasting your breath." the manager falls silent, simply bowing in quiet acknowledgment. sae eyes at you and you awkwardly shift your eyes to the side as he walks up towards you.

"i thought you were going to watch the match. what happened?" you make eye contact with him.

he made a look of disgust. "well in a word, theyre shit." he glared down at your hands, holding two products. he lets out a low hum before speaking.

"buy those." turning around to walk off. you stood there for seconds before registering his words, immediately buying it after.

shortly after he had dropped you off, you still havent thanked him for what had happened, but you didnt want to overlook it as him being nice. thatd feel pretty weird, to you at least.

you 4:23pm "you didnt have to do that." sae 4:29pm "do what?" you 4:31pm "yknow, when your manager guy said all those stuff." sae 4:33pm "dont be ridiculous. he was just talking too much, it was getting annoying."

apology #65

this idiot had the nerve to call you childish for getting sick—now look at him. flushed, feverish, and completely out of it, with a thermometer sticking out of his mouth and that same stoic expression plastered on his pink face.

"how the hell did you end up sick. now youre telling me to come help you when i had work. i had to use my hours you know!" you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.

"told you you owed me one." he grumbled, followed by a cough.

"rest up daddy long lashes." you pull the thermometer from his mouth and glance at the reading—your eyes widen. thirty-nine.

"im genuinely concern." your eyes trail to his figure. youre not even sure if he can hear you anymore. eyes shut, his breathing grows heavier, and when you press your hand to his forehead, it feels like hes burning up more with every passing second.

you grab the two bowls, one filled with water and one empty, and a towel to lay on his forehead. youre constantly checking his temperature, hoping for a drop, but it never changed, it only climbs higher, forty. you dont even know if that was possible at this point, that was dangerously way too high, youre not even sure if a mere wet towel would help.

"seriously what did you do..." you sighed, your eyes lingering on his flushed face and heavy breathing.

"do you have any medicine..?" you tried to at least get a word out of him, but his fever is just catching up onto him.

"im gonna go look for some okay?" you rise from the small stool youd been sitting on, only to be stopped—sae grips your arm, his hold firm, as if refusing to let you go. without a word, he pulls you toward him until youre nestled against his body. your knee settles between his legs, your chest pressed to his, and your arms resting on either side of him.

"sae—" you prop yourself up but his hand on your back only pressed you down on his chest again, holding you firmly against him. you cant move an inch, he wont let you. your ear rests against his chest, his heartbeat pounds faster with every passing second. but for some reason, it soothes you. like a melody you could hear for hours.

"stay." his voice barely a whisper, his chest rising and falling as he struggles to control his breathing. you can feel the heat radiating off him, burning through the space between you.

"youre not going to feel better. and youll get me sick too." you let out a sigh. you can feel the way he clenched your shirt, his fingers tight with desperation. youre not even sure if hes himself right now—hes never acted in such a way before. it was probably his fever that caused him to be like this but he eventually does let go.

"ill be back." you ran out of his room, rummaging through the storage and cabinets in search of any sort of medicine that could of lessen his fever a bit. there was nothing, who the hell doesnt have an emergency medicine for fevers? you grit your teeth in frustration before making your way back into the room.

"sae, i might take a while but i need to go out and buy some medicine." you grab your bag and phone, making sure you have your wallet with you. before going, you squeeze out the water from his towel, wetting it again before placing it on his forehead. thats when you finally head out.

you had wished the manager was here even when you hated his guts, but he was on vacation since sae would of been relaxing for the next couple days, and those days were just sae being sick unfortunately. your fastest way was to just take the bus.

to the nearest pharmacy you had to take two busses, which wasnt so bad you supposed but it really was far, youre too worried about sae right now. in search for some tylenol, you thought liquid would of been a better choice, sae might of been too weak to take any tablets, so this was convenient.

you were glad you barely had enough to buy it, it was the last of your money, because youre broke. quickly thanking the pharmacist before waiting on your busses which took a while. you check the time, its only been about forty minutes, youre sure sae was fine.

back to his apartment, youre quick to enter in. "sae! i got it!" you exclaimed throughout the halls, walking to his room. you put down your bag on a nearby counter, entering your room, your eyes widen. saes on the ground, his eyes shut closed, every breath seemed labored with his face scrunched with discomfort. a faint sheen of sweat dotted his forehead, as if the simplest movement he were to do was painful.

"Oh my god, Sae!" you rush to him, dropping to your knees with a soft thud, your heart racing as you gently lift his head onto your lap. your fingers brush against his forehead again, and the heat radiating off of him is unbearable. panicked, you grab the towel that slipped to the floor, quickly wetting it before pressing it back onto his forehead, hoping it might bring some relief.

"what the hell are you doing..." you say with a worried expression. opening the bottle of tylenol pouring some into the little cup that came with it.

"drink up sae, youll feel better." you gently poured the cup down his mouth, but he only coughs it out. damn, and you thought the tablets would of been hard.

"sae cmon. you wont recover." you sighed in frustration, trying again, slightly holding his mouth ajar, even when he was in a vulnerable state, he wouldnt budge, not even an inch. you suck up the air around you before grabbing a pillow he could rest on. settling him down on the floor once again.

you hesitate for a bit, trying to shake the thought away, but it lingered, as if it were the only way.

"forgive me sae." you take a sip of the medicine, resting on your tongue. with a steady breath, you lean forward, your heart pounding as you tilt your head toward him. you cant bring yourself to do it, but his discomforted face only worries you, like it were your job to do this.

gently, you pressed your lips against his, transferring the medicine slowly, ensuring it wouldnt spill. its a brief, tender moment and the air shifts. something about it felt different, with an unspoken understanding. losing contact with his lips, you felt as if you lost that spark. the kiss was electrifying and it sent shivers down your spine.

his breath was warm against your skin. you felt as if you crossed the line, but youre not sure in the mind. it was all just to help sae feel better, that kiss meant nothing. he was somehow able to swallow the medicine without trouble with your help.

evening comes by fast, and sae awoken. he feels the bed dip to his right—its you. resting your head gently on the soft mattress, breaths soft and steady. he sits up slowly, propping himself up with his elbows, his fingers twitched as they brushed lightly against your delicate hands.

he cant help but look at the back of his hands, he felt something warm on his lips, even on the verge of passing out, he could of sworn he did. it was like a warmth that ingulfed him in comfort, something he could never experience again.

he presses his index and middle finger to his lips, applying gentle pressure against it. no that didnt feel right...it wasnt the same kind of warmth.

his gaze lingers on your hands before he takes hold of your wrist, gently pressing your fingers to his lips. it feels oddly familiar, but not quite the same. hes confused, what could it have been? he wants to experience that warmth once more. he turns his attention on your sleeping figure.

his long, tender fingers ghosts against your cheeks, feeling the way your body jolt from the lingering touches. he cant help but just stare at your rosebuds, slightly parted, looking so soft and full. his fingers trail to your jawline, tracing down to your chin as his thumb grazes your bottom lips.

the words "forgive me, sae" echoed in his mind. it was your voice — the last thing he heard before feeling the warmth of your embrace. he gently tilted your chin upward, leaning in to close the space between you, drawn to the soft rhythm of your breath against his lips. but just before he could close the gap, he froze. he didnt know why he stopped. he wanted to feel it—but something held him back, and he couldnt explain it.

its not until your head shifts, feeling the discomfort of saes finger, your lips connect. now he knows, this was the same warmth he felt earlier. he cant pull back, its addicting, inviting—intoxicating. hes not sure why feels this way. its weird, he cant explain it. youre just a little errand pet that has to make up for her apologies. youre nothing that falls beyond that point.

pulling back, he could only stare, dumbfounded by what he had just done. his hand rose instinctively to cover his lips, and as the realization sank in, a faint red tint crept up his cheeks.

"ク��(shit)." he cursed himself.

apology #96

"ive reserved somewhere for us. dress up errand 'boy'." sae speaks on the other line with his flat tone.

"what? i have work today, cant." you held the phone in between your head and shoulder, busy cleaning up your apartment. youve already used up a lot of your hours the past four months just for saes stupid favors.

"are you forgetting about your—"you cut him off, of course he always used that!

"just shut up. what time?" you sigh frustratedly.

"eight. ill pick you up at eight." he hangs up. honestly why couldnt he just go by himself? or just go with his stupid manager that you still hated. you didnt even know where he was taking you in the first place too but you assumed it was somewhere fancy. its something you havent done in a while, but its always nice to dress up.

you took your time, brushing on your makeup with gentle strokes, each touch bringing out your natural beauty. the dress you chose flowed effortlessly around your figure, hugging you like it was made just for you. you styled your hair with care, delicate jewelry catching the light as you fastened each piece. finally, you slipped on your heels, heart fluttering just a little as you glanced at your reflection—its been a while since youve dressed like this.

you enjoy the sounds of your heels clanking, it actually made you feel pretty. but it was almost time for sae to pick you up. patiently awaiting for him, you hear your doorbell rang. it must be him.

carrying your purse, you make your way to the front, opening it to see sae in a tuxedo, a red one.

the two of you exchanged glances, wrapped in silence. saes eyes lingered longer than usual, unmoving, almost unreadable. it wasnt like him—but then again, maybe it was the way you looked tonight. maybe he just wasnt used to seeing you like this.

his hand rose to your chin, which makes you halt your thoughts. his mind still lingers on the kiss you two shared, staring at your lips, so inviting, asking for his touch again. he wonders if you still think about it, crave for it.

his thumb gently grazed your lips, wiping away the layers of lipstick you carefully applied just for tonight.

“you look better without makeup,” he said with his voice flat, casually brushing his thumb against his own mouth—now stained with the faintest hint of pink from your lips. the pink really complimented his features more.

your face heats up, he really just did that in front of you, youre too busy in a trance when hes already walking away.

"ah wait!" you take careful steps towards him.

what he reserved was at a nice fancy restaurant, the most expensive in the city. youre overwhelmed by the different choices of food you never even heard of and these people surrounding you were probably millionaires also. you really felt out of place.

"whyd you bring me here…" you muttered, eyes skimming over the menu—every dish and side priced higher than what you made in a week.

"obviously to eat. youre just here because they don’t take reservations for one, other wise i wouldnt have asked." he said flatly, setting his menu down like he already knew what he wanted, resting his chin on his fist.

"right..." you sighed, of course, he wouldnt just randomly invite you because he wanted to.

"did you already decide?" he drinks the glass of wine that was brought to both you and him.

"i dont—i dont even know some of these dishes." at this point you might as well get the kids meal, which was the cheapest dish, but also expensive.

"just get the steak, im getting impatient here." he sighed as you settled the menu down.

"well i wasnt the one who wanted to go to this expensive ass resturant!" you grumbled.

"at least someone like you can step foot in here." he retorted back.

getting both of your guys meal, sae already takes bites of his food. but youre here admiring the beauty of your steak.

"eat your food." he notices you havent touched your food.

"it looks pretty though."

"im paying a hefty amount for it. eat it." he says, voice sharp.

you click your tongue at him, taking your knife and fork, smoothly slicing through the steak, taking just one bite of that steak. it was heaven.

the flavors burst across your tongue—not too chewy, not overcooked, just perfectly balanced. it was enough to make your eyes light up. so this is what fancy restaurants were like?

"calm yourself. youre too excited for something so normal." he sighed taking a bite of whatever he ordered,

"its the best steak ive ever had." you fell limp on your chair.

"hmph. wagyu is better." he scoffed.

after dinner, the two of you stepped out of the restaurant. the vibrant glow of billboards and neon signs bathed you and sae in shifting colors, painting the night in soft hues.

the moment you stepped out, the chilly air hit you. you immediately hug yourself, trying to give yourself warmth.

"ah—cold!" you shivered, hugging your arms around yourself. you hadnt brought a jacket, not expecting the night to be this chilly — just like last time. sae glanced over, his sigh barely audible as he watched you try to keep warm. without a word, he slipped off his tux jacket and gently draped it over your head and shoulders, letting it fall around you like a quiet embrace.

a low hum escaped his lips as you glanced up at him, but he didnt even spare you a glance. was he always this… considerate? the unexpected gesture sat heavily on your chest, stirring an odd warmth that only made the silence between you more awkward. you werent sure how to react—only that your words caught somewhere between gratitude and confusion.

"uhm… thanks," you mumbled, your fingers awkwardly clutching the edges of his jacket. it was still warm from his body, and the faint scent of his cologne clung to the fabric. you avoided his gaze, pulling it tighter around yourself, hoping he didnt notice the way your heart skipped.

the soft clack of your heels and the steady thud of his shoes echoed down the quiet street as the two of you walked side by side toward his car. sae kept his hands buried in his pockets, expression unreadable, while you held tightly onto his jacket draped over your shoulders. you werent sure why, but your heart seemed to beat faster with every step—maybe it was the weight of his scent on the fabric, or simply the feeling of being this close to him.

he drives you back to your apartment, the car ride back was quiet, only filled with the low-hum of the car engine and a soft whistle of wind slipping through the the cracks of the window, the tension of silence was heavier than it needed to be.

he pulls up in front of your apartment. sae steps out first, and you follow, rounding the car only to find him already there, waiting. your eyes lift to meet his, but the moment your gazes touch, your breath hitches and you quickly glance away—too flustered to hold his stare for long.

"your jacket." you clear your throat, shaking away the thoughts that flustered you. fingers curl around the lapels of his jacket, ready to return it—until youre stopped. saes hand wraps gently around your wrist, halting your movements.

"y-yes..?" you accidentally stammer your words. shit, now it just looks like youre nervous. he takes little steps towards you, your back hitting the car.

silence fills the air, the only light that emitted was the moon and the stars above you. his gaze intense and fierce, you cant look away from him, not with that look.

"one more favor." he releases your wrist, only to let his hand trail upward—fingers brushing along your jawline, slow and deliberate. His touch is light, almost hesitant, until he reaches your chin, tilting it up with ease, guiding your gaze to meet his, he wanted to relinquished that warmth he felt that day.

"can i...?" he leans in, his breath warm against your lips, mouth slightly parted with intent. you dont pull away—instead, your stillness speaks volumes. taking it as consent, he closes the gap in one smooth motion, crashing his lips against yours with heat and urgency. his hand stays firm on your jaw, thumb brushing your cheek as he deepens the kiss, like hes been holding it in for far too long.

you return the kiss, a little hesitant at first, unsure of where to place your hands. before you can decide, sae takes your wrists gently, guiding your arms around his neck. the second your fingers meet, he pulls you closer, deepening the kiss with quiet intensity—as if hes afraid to let the moment slip away.

your hands find its way to his soft pink strands, massaging his scalp in the meantime. his hands takes hold of your waist with a firm grip, not wanting to let go of you. of this kiss.

your felt cold the moment he pulled away, missing the warmth of his lips, his chest rose and fell rapidly, seeing the way you struggled to keep up with him.

"one more." he whispered in between gasps, this time with more passion, more rough. addicted to your lips, letting himself loose with you. his hands nestled in your hair, instinctively tugging on your locks.

you couldnt help the soft moans slipping past your lips—and he adored them. each sound stirred something deep within him, something he hadnt realized he craved. his tongue slid past your parted lips, drawing a gasp from you as he deepened the kiss, exploring you with a hunger that bordered on desperation. he was drowning in you, and for once, he didnt want to come up for air.

pulling out from the kiss, a thing string of saliva lingered between your lips and his. a bit of your lipstick leftover smeared on his face. you look disheveled, breathless as your mouth hangs slightly. saes hair messy, as he stared at you with his sharp gaze that remained locked on you. the hunger in his eyes was unmistakable, his desire for more clear in every silent second that passed. the tension is broken with the sound of saes ringtone.

he sighed, releasing his grip on you before taking his call. you stand there dumbfounded. did you just makeout with him? it was so intense, and it felt more than just a damn favor that you owed him.

returning his attention on you, you both feel the awkwardness that filled the air between you two.

"i have to get going." he stated bluntly, as if nothing happened between the two of you. like that kiss was nothing.

"uh—yeah. me too." you rub the sides of your arm, not so sure of what to do. after a few awkward exchanges, you bow, signaling your goodbye.

you walk pass him, unmoving, the clanks of your heels falter as you enter in the comforts of your abode.

he slid into the drivers seat of his car, leaning back with a sigh as he allowed the weight of the moment to settle. his mind replayed the passionate kiss between you two, each tender touch and heated embrace lingering in his thoughts. he couldnt shake the feeling, the taste of you still on his lips, as he sat there, lost in the memory of what had just transpired.

entering in your apartment, you shut your door tightly, replaying the the intimacy you two exchanged. the way his big hands gripped you effortlessly, the way his tongue asserted his dominance over you. his sharp gaze that makes you faze under one look.

you cant help but undress yourself, inhaling the scent of saes cologne that lingered on his jacket. your fingers finds it ways to your clit, rubbing it in circles as your body jerked.

sae cant help but unclasped his belt with one swift motion, the leather coming free with a soft click. the jangling sounds of the belt and the shuffling of his pants pulled down with eager, his cock springing to life with a wobble.

the sounds of your muffled moans echoing inside his head while he jerks himself. teasing the tip of his twitching pink tip that leaked of pre-cum, imagining your delicate small hands wrapped around his shaft. little grunts filled the car, with ragged breathing that followed, the air around him becomes hot.

your bed creaked. shifting your legs, imagining his large long fingers teasing your sopping cunt. collecting the slick that formed as lubricant, inserting your ring and middle finger in with ease. moans ripped from your throat, your nose brushing against his jacket, smelling his scent.

"i want to touch her."sae pants, speeding up his ministrations on himself, eyes shut closed, imagining your naked figure in front of him, using your pretty petite hands on him. a shaky breath escaped him, his chest rising with restrained emotion.

"i want to see her." his breathing hitched. cock twitching like crazy as his body quivered, toned muscles tensing as beads of sweat shimmered under the moons gentle glow.

"i want to be inside of her." he gasped out with one final stroke, his hot white lava spurt upwards, ribbons of cum spraying over his hand and cock. his chest rose and fell, breath shallow and quick.

"i want him to touch me." you thrust your fingers with rigger pace, curling upwards to massage your gummy walls that tightened on your fingers. the sounds of your squelching pussy echoing around the room.

"i want to see him." you let out moans of pleasure, the only vision that blurred your mind was the face of sae. his pretty lashes, his thick thighs, his big hands. legs quivering, speeding up the thrusting of your fingers as your free hands pinched your nipples, increasing the pleasure.

"i want him to be inside of me." gasping out, you grit your teeth with furrowed eyebrows. moans threatening to escape past your lips, failing to conceal them. you take one final whiff of his jacket, the smell of sae—its enough to make your juices squirt out of your cunt.

apology #99

its the longest time hes gone without contacting you. you wondered if that kiss was a part of this. you dont know why, you feel upset. its not like he was important to you, thats what you tell yourself. youre just running errands for him. just two more and youre done with the deal.

he didnt text you, he didnt call you. he didnt come to meet you. you wondered where it all went wrong, you should be glad. you never enjoyed doing these favors for him. it got irritating, but now youre not sure.

you couldnt take it anymore. grabbing a box of his favorite salted seaweed tea, you brought it to him, knowing he mustve run out by now. the silence between you two was unbearable. youd grown used to his presence—so much so, the thought of him not being in your life anymore made everything feel… different. emptier. gray.

you make your way to his apartment, scared and nervous. youre not sure if he even wanted to see you right now. but you cant help it. you...you miss him.

ringing the doorbell to his room. awaiting and hoping he was home. your breathing becomes unsteady and your heart pounds with anticipation. the door opens, revealing the person you longed the see, sae.

his gaze didnt falter, it was as if he expected your to come.

"s-sae. i brought in some tea for you as another..." you trail off. handing the box of tea to him. he only sighs, noticing your anxious self.

"come in." he turned around, signaling for you to follow.

you awkwardly walk in, taking your shoes off before stepping foot onto the floor.

your lips quivered, following him into the kitchen, placing the box of tea down on the marble counter. your fingers twiddled with each other, trying to ease that discomfort that was built inside the gut of your stomach. but you couldnt stop it, you just felt as if it worsened.

"why are you nervous." sae leans against the countertop next to you. your eyes meet—curious, searching—exchanging silent questions neither of you dare to voice.

"you havent been asking for favors." you shift your eyes elsewhere, avoiding his gaze purposely. you wanted to speak your mind, but you didnt want this to end. you were almost at the end, but you didnt want to leave sae. not after everything.

your train of thought shatters the moment he cages you between his arms, his body leaning in close. his presence looms over you, intense and quiet, eyes locked on you with a gaze that makes your breath catch.

"youre still calling these 'favors'..." he trails off. his voice carries a weight now—no longer flat, no longer distant, but serious in a way that makes your heart skip.

"but they stopped being that after a while now. didnt they?" he leaned forward, breath tickling your ears, his voice low and deep that sent shivers down your spine.

your breathing hitch, swallowing the knot of saliva that built up on your tongue.

"then what are they." your hands snakes up to his broad shoulders, taking hold of them.

"excuses to see each other. to keep us close." his voice hoarse. hes so close now, his presence overwhelming. you cant help the way your heart races, something stirring deep in your stomach—nervous, excited, maybe even hopeful. he brushes the back of his hand on your cheek, weighing the risk.

"let me touch you. let me be close. just this once." he seductively whispered to you, chest flushing against yours. you dont move, you dont flinch, none of that, only nodding.

on both sides of the bed, you undress yourself as sae does the same. you inhale sharply before slowly exhaling, turning to meet saes gaze. his eyes linger on your body a second too long, and something about it makes you feel exposed—like he could see right through you. instinctively, you cover the parts of yourself he seemed to want most.

he exhales a breath, taking in the sight of your naked figured. youre breathtaking. he doesnt understand why you try to hide the beautiful parts of yourself. stepping up behind you, one arm gently loops around your neck, the other slipping around your waist, holding you close.

"dont cover. let me see all of it." placing tender kisses on your neck, nibbling on the soft flesh that emit soft moans from your lips. your eyes lowered, slowly removing you arms that covered your sensitive areas.

he guides you to the bed, the mattress dipping beneath the added weight, causing you to bounce lightly. his hands settle on either side of your head, a knee slipping between your legs as he hovers over you, close enough for you to feel the warmth radiating from his body.

"its been too long." his hand lowers to your sweet spot, ghosting his fingers over your cunt that ached to be touched. you were wet by the second just by the mere sight of sae in front of you, knowing hed be the one taking you.

his fingers graze along your clit and your body shuttered under his touch. arms instinctively looping around his neck, eyes shut closed. sae looks down, rubbing his fingers in circles. taking in the moans that you so wanted to conceal.

“let it out. i want to hear it all.” he trailed soft kisses along your jaw, down to your shoulder, tender and gentle. you arms pulled him in close, moaning in his ear so shamelessly as your hips moved in a circular motion.

collecting the built up slick, gliding his fingers up and down before inserting them with ease.

"s-sae..." your mouth hangs open and its amusing enough for him to continue. curling his fingers up, he reaches the spot of your gummy walls that has you arching, your thighs that instinctively tried to close on their own.

“keep them open. i want to see you.” he forced your legs open, widespread, resting a hand on your knee, sitting back to see his fingers that were coated in your wetness.

its embarrassing, sae stares at your cunt that was being pleasured by him. his cock, painfully hard, needing a desperate release from you.

he pulls back, halting his ministrations, giving you a moment to catch your breath. you feel the warmth of his touch linger as he settles beside you, his eyes still tracing every inch of you.

“hurry.” he demanded impatiently. his cock twitching in anticipation, waiting for your touch. you prop yourself up, just to be met met with his huge cock. your eyes widened, completely in awe with his size.

“what the hell is this…?” you stared up at him.

“huh? what do you mean—my cock obviously.” he grumbled, waiting for you to hurry up. you swallow the built-up saliva on your tongue, your hand slowly reaching up to touch his cock. the moment your fingertips graze his skin, his body jolts—subtle, but telling—reacting to your lingering touch.

the way he released those breathless groans encouraged you to fasten your pace, stroking him up and down, fingers grazing the visible veins on his cock—thumb grazing his tip that already leaked of pre-cum.

"am i doing okay...?" you tilt your head up, your eyes are met with a flushed itoshi sae, mouth left hanging, eyes narrowed, and cheeks that flushed a faint red. the sight alone just made you more insatiable, like you wanted more from him.

your lips trembled with hesitation, but your mind was made up—you wanted this. you werent about to let the moment slip away. with a breathless pause, you leaned in, your lips brushing against his tip, slow and deliberate.

"fuck." he breathed out, feeling how your lips sucked his tip. light suckles that has him sucking in a breath. you go in, inch by inch, till you only took what you can.

he cradled your head in his large hands, fingers threading through your hair with a gentle intensity, gripping just enough to make your breath hitch as he held you close. your head bobs, drool seeping out from the corner of your mouth.

"keep going." he threw his head back, abs flexing with heavy breaths. instinctively gripping his hold harsher, feeling your warm mouth wrap around his shaft. youre only encouraged to fasten yourself, feeling him twitch hard inside.

but you wanted more. more than this. you latch yourself off his cock. sae catches up with his breathing, his gaze met with yours—eyes that pleaded with unspoken desire, burning with hunger only he could satisfy. and he understood the assignment perfectly.

he guides you down on your back, hands that laid you gently as they roamed your body, tracing random patterns as he trails down, massaging your mounds, feeling the softness of them. your body heats up, seeing how he hovered over you made you excited.

he takes hold of his cock, settling them in between your folds that was covered in your wetness. your sopping cunt that pulsed, yearning for his cock to be inside.

"tell me to stop if it hurts." he warns you beforehand, of course with something that big, it would surely stretch you out like crazy. you only nod, his elbows nestled on both sides of your head.

his pretty face hovered above you, eyes locked with yours—not just with lust, but something deeper, something indescribable that sparked a flame stronger than desire, a flame you werent so sure of.

his tip prodding at your hole, your lips parted slightly in anticipation, your breath becoming impatient. he pushes his hips forward, sheathing himself more in your walls, a breathless moan slips from both your mouths, tangled in the heat between you.

you arms instinctively wrap around his neck as leverage from the stretch of his cock that slowly filled you up. sae lets out groans that filled your ears, pushing past your pussy lips. the way your walls fluttered around his cock fueled his desires more than before.

"mmh.." a grunt escapes you as your nails carve crescent marks into his toned back, your brows furrowed, eyes squeezed shut. he hisses, watching as your face scrunches in discomfort.

"does it hurt..?" he caresses your cheek with the back of his hand—gently wiping off the tears that slipped out the corner of your eyes.

"i-its okay. i want you to move." you flash him a weak smile, and his eyes widen. the way you ached for him mirrored his own longing. there was no turning back now.

slowly but gently thrusting in you, his tip poking the same spongey spot that made you into a whining mess. you cant help but arch your back, head throwing back from the pain that soon subsided with pleasure.

he longed to kiss you again, desperately latching onto your sweet lips, letting his tongue explore and taste you. the moans slipping from both your mouths were muffled in the heat of the kiss.

he grinds his hips on you. the warmth of your walls made his mind go hazy—intoxicating and unforgettable. now that hes had a taste, he knows hell never be able to let it go.

you admire his face—the way his lashes flutter and gently bat at you makes the moment feel all the more intimate. youve longed for his touch, and now, hes finally giving you just that.

your legs warp around his hips, accessing him deeper inside of you, you can feel it in your stomach. it stirs that familiar knot deep inside you—a sign that release is drawing near. he can only push in so deep, feeling his abdomen tighten.

his mouth wanders to your neck, grazing your skin with soft kisses and the occasional playful bite, marking you like a promise.

"last one." you breathed out, your lips parted as you take sight of his cheeks that flushed with the color of pink, his sharp gaze that locked on you with desperation and intensity that steals your breath.

"one more favor." his bangs clung to his forehead, pearls of sweat trailing down his skin—his abs glistening under the soft light, like marble kissed by heat. he lets out ragged breaths, his big hands that gently handled you with care, feeling up your body.

he leans in close to your ear, his breathless moans spilling into it, sending shivers down your spine as he continues his slow, deliberate thrusts.

"be mine" he says without hesitation, more like a growled, a demand. his voice laced with certainty. he knows exactly what he wants—and he’s certain you want it too. your eyes widen from his 'request', taking in his words.

you let out a giggle, pulling him in close.

"yes, i will." your breath hitches, and sae feels the way your walls tighten around him—a silent signal that youre close. he is too, chasing that final high with you, completely in sync.

"i-im close sae." you throw your head back, lost in the moment. sae doesnt respond—not with words, at least. hes too consumed, too focused on you. he wants to savor this—this moment of love that makes him feel alive again.

the sounds of a soft 'phwap' echoed repeatedly, the sounds of your squelching cunt that spilled of your juices, and the sounds of moans that escaped from your lips filled the air.

"f-fuck...sae—!" he sucked in a breath hearing the way his name rolled off your tongue. you came from your high, juices that came pouring down, making a mess on his cock and the sheets beneath you. sae helps ride out your orgasm, grinding into your sopping cunt that throbbed.

"[n-name]. he gasped out in between. hes close too. making sure he gets the feelings of your cunt for the last seconds of it. pulling out with ease, he jerks off his cock, as ribbons of cum coated your body, splattering you like a canvas he paints on. the moan of release that tore from his throat sounded like music to your ears—raw, deep, and intimate. it stirred something inside you, a warmth that coiled deep in your stomach.

the breathless moans that you both let out fill the room, releasing your arms around his neck as sae admires the mess he made on you. e quietly slips off the bed, returning moments later with a small cloth hed soaked in warm water, his touch gentle as always, with slow, careful strokes, he cleaned the warmth and sweat from your body, treating you with a quiet kind of affection.

"hey, are you okay..?" he asks, noticing how unresponsive you were—your chest rising and falling in ragged, uneven movements.

you let out a soft hum of approval, a light chuckle that fell from your lips. you sat up to meet with his gaze. theres a moment of silence between you two, after that youre not so sure what else to say.

you both took turns in the shower, washing away the warmth and sweat clinging to your skin. now, you sit quietly on the edge of his bed, the sheets cool against your legs, while sae steps out of the bathroom—running a towel through his damp hair.

he settles besides you, mattress dipping from his weight, noticing how you fiddled with your fingers on your lap. he knows youre nervous when you do that.

"whats wrong." his voice gentle, hands traveling to your nervous hands to soothe you. you exhale a deep sigh, returning your gaze to him.

"are we...." you trail off, struggling to find the right words, afraid anything you say might come out wrong and ruin the moment. The silence stretches, not uncomfortable, but heavy with things unsaid.

he knows whats on your mind. his hand finds your chin, drawing your in close.

"we are." he reassures you, he says with that stoic expression that planted on his face, followed by a sweet kiss, this time it felt different. a tender kiss full of love.

you both pull out from the kiss, and you cant help but flash a smile at him.

"i guess im not your errand 'boy' anymore haha." you giggle softly, and he responds with a low hum, his gaze distant as if his mind lingers on something unspoken.

"愛してます." your face left a puzzled expression with the sudden change of language.

"what?" you raised an eyebrow.

"i called you an errand boy." he flicks your forehead playfully, and you yelp in surprise, your hands instinctively reaching up to soothe the sting. you grumbled, pinching his cheek in retaliation.

hiii this took me so long wahh i hope u guys enjoy it :>

tags ✎: @rinrinniebaby @kaiserpussy

[yllwjktscult]

Strawberries drowned in champaign - Lottie Matthews x reader

!!disclaimer- english is NOT my native language so there for sure will be grammar mistakes!!

in short: giving your girlfriend a head for the first time as an apology for waking her in a meanish way

WC: 2,8K

TW: even Laura Lee throwing a bible at you wont save you from this FILTH i created✋🏻😭 its not nasty, its actually really sweet and cute but WAY too explicit its basically a porn, good-fucking-bye and enjoy this shit (i am sticking with platonic/sad shits okay😭 but im gonna leave this here so i can delete it from my notes, cuz idk how i would explain to my best friend this filth in here when she will snoop in my notes for more of my poems/lyrics from my unreleased songs)

Anyway enjoy this im gonna cuddle a bible🫶🏻

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You were sharing a room with Lottie, your girlfriend at the hotel your team is staying at for the days you are here for nationals. Last night you were celebrating the fact that you all are here and in two days you are playing.

Everyone went a little too over themselves with the celebration. Poor Laura Lee probably sprayed herself with holy water after she went to her room.

Chuckling at the blurry memories from last night you looked at Lottie being dead asleep in her bed.

Sprawled in her bed on her back like a starfish, with her fluffy dark hair all over the pillow, you looked at the clock seeing theres like an hour before you had to go meet with the rest of the team, and knowing Lottie, shes probably hangover, you want to wake her ass so she wont be that grumpy. And probably take a long shower to deal with the headache better.

"Lottie~" you called her name gently. She did not react at all. So you standed up from your bed and went closer to her "Lottie!" you said it more firmly but still with gentleness in your voice. Still nothing, shes dead asleep.

You shake her a little bit, calling her name once again. All she did was groan and nothing.

With a devilish smile on your face you grabbed your pillow and straddle her. Giving her last chance "Lottieee~" you called her name playfully with the pillow up in the air ready for the attack, yet she didnt even flinch at your voice calling her.

You smacked that pillow on her face, knowing this will wake her up. And it did, you could feel her jolt under you.

"What the fuck?! what was that for" she asks confused with raspy voice. You bite your lip trying not to giggle as you keep straddling her, looking down at her "To wake your ass up, Lottie~" you smiled innocently at her.

"Well.. you could have definitely woke me up in another way" she huffs, her voice still heavy with sleep "and get off me" she pouts, wanting to sleep.

With a smirk you did what she wanted, but you couldnt help yourself and tease her a little bit "Geeez, next time i will give you a head instead" you snicker as you walk away from her bed to bathroom, giggling to yourself.

Well Lottie did not expected that comment from you at all and her faced heated up.

Lottie covers her face with her hands to hide her flustered face, that comment you said going thru her head as a loop.

With a toothbrush in your mouth as you were brushing your teeth you lean against the door frame looking at your flustered girlfriend with a smirk on your face. Yeah, serves her right. That tall ass gremlin was making you flustered with her teasing the whole last night, so technically this is your payback and you smirk in victory.

She looks at you with her cheeks being slightly pinkish and you cant help but find her adorable. With giggles you leave back to bathroom to finish your teeth brushing.

After a while Lottie takes her turn in a bathroom and you are sitting in your bed, giggling to yourself. Still having her shocked, flustered face flashing your memory. Oh, how much you love teasing and rilling her up. Shes just so cute, all flustered and blushing. It makes your heart swell in happiness and love.

After couple of minutes she walks back, avoiding your eyes with her cheeks flustered as she lays on her bed again.

She closes her eyes, trying to rest and calm her heart, that comment still being on her mind.

With a smirk on your face, you decide to rill her up more, you loved teasing her.. and well, maybe you werenet joking. Maybe you wanted to do that.

You straddled her again, smirking down at her.

With that movement Lottie opens her eyes wide and stares at you, her cheeks getting pinkier "W-what are you doing, love?" she stutters.

You just tittle your head to a side with innocent look on your face, your hands traveling from her stomach up to her shoulders, slowly "Giving you a proper way to wake you up, like you wanted?"

Lottie cant barely form words. She swallows hard, looking at you with wide eyes, not expecting this from you at all. She has no idea if you are serious or if you are messing with her, but she cant deny the fact, it made her feel things. Yes, you were intimate before, but not like that.

Lottie is trying to focus and form a proper sentence, but with you, straddling her and your hands on her body is making her mind completely mushy and blank.

"I-" she attempts to say, but the words caught in her throat as she tries to ignore how her body reacts to your touch, and how it makes her feel.

"B-baby" Lottie whispers, her breath hitching in her throat as she tries to control how her body reacts to your touch and promixity.

You just hummed as you bite your lip looking at her and her reactions as your hands slowly wanders to her wrists, putting them gently on your hips, where they belong.

"Y-you are doing this on purpose" Lottie whispers, her voice being shaky, her face hot and flustered.

"Hmm, maybe.. or maybe i feel bad for waking you up like that.. i wanna make it up to you" you whispered lowly as you keep eye contact with her.

"You.. you do?" Lottie murmurs as her gaze softens.

"Yeah.. and i was serious about giving you a head" You did felt bad, and well hell you were serious about the second part.

Lottie nearly chokes on air the moment you said that. She cant help the way her heart starts to beat in her chest. She did not expected that.

"Y-you were serious?" she stutters with her eyes wide and mouth slightly parted in shock.

All you could was just nod. Even your own gaze softens. You wanted to do that for a while, but there wasnt a good opportunity for it. You both were busy and when you were together it was usually with friends or were simply enjoying eachtohers company. And why not now, when you woke up your girlfriend in kinda mean way.

Lotties mind is swirling with emotions, but mainly want. The bare thought of you going down on her makes her feel certain things in her lower abdomen.

"Do you- Do you really want to..?" she asks above a whisper with a shaky voice.

You nod again "Only if you want to" you smile down at her.

Lottie bites down on her lip and nods. You have no idea how badly she wants that.

After she gives you a confirmation, you lean down to kiss her.

Lotties heart starts to race as you kiss her slowly and sensually. She responds with the same effort as you. She lets a soft moan as the kiss deepened with you parting your lips to invite her in your mouth. She doesnt waste no time and pushing her tongue in, brushing her tongue gently against yours. The soft tissue of tongues swirling in between your both mouths, making wet, sloppy noises each time your mouths open.

Lottie gasps when you bite down on her bottom lip, her eyes fluttering and a soft moan leaving her lips, her body arching towards you as the kiss gets more heated.

The kiss between you two feels like a sweet sensual dance, each movement filled with desire, love and longing.

Lottie lets out a soft moan when you started kissing down on her neck, leaving sloppy and open mouthed kisses. She feels a shiver run down her spine and her abdomen filling with flutter feeling, that is way too familiar. Her breathing becoming shallow and heavy as you continue your way down her neck with your kisses.

When you bite down on her neck, she lets out a soft moan of your name, her body arching slightly in respond to you. The sensation of your mouth on her skin is intoxicating.

Lotties breath hitches as you start kissing down her body over her shirt. Her body trembles slightly at the feeling of your movements of kisses down her body, moving further and further down.

Her breath hitches once again as your lips move to her lower abdomen, rolling her shirt up to her chest as you started leaving sloppy kisses there, from time to time, you gently bite on her skin down there. Each time you did, you felt Lotties body respond to you, her body arching towards your mouth and her own mouth leaving delicious sweet moans you absolutely love.

Lottie feels her heart stop beating for a moment when she feels your fingers hooking under the hem of her underwear on her sides. Her cheek flushing more red (if thats even possible at this point) when she looks down at you. She feels so vulnerable but so safe with you. Looking at you with her flustered cheeks.

With a kiss right between her abdomen and the hem of her underwear you lock eyes with her "Are you sure?" you asked gently, wanting her consent. Even tho you two were dating for nearly a year, you still want to be sure, sure that shes comfortable with it.

"Im sure" Lottie whispers, her voice trembling with nervousness and desire. God, you have no idea how much she wants this and how shes nervous about this.

When Lottie feels you slide her underwear off, leaving her completely exposed to you, her cheeks are now fully red as they burn letting out a shaky breath as shes exposed to you like god made her.

You gently put the underwear on the floor.

As you go back to her to kiss her, Lottie is feeling all source of emotions. Nervousness, vulnerability and raw intimacy, but also deep desire and excitement.

She wraps her hands around your neck, pulling you closer as she kisses you passionately with so much want, her body aching for your touch.

Your bodies press together, shes hyper aware of every inch of your body on hers, making her moan softly at the contact.

She kisses you with growing intensity, her mouth parting allowing you to explore her mouth. Making you moan at that. You will never get tired of kissing Lottie, just the simple kiss makes your knees weak and you feel like you might pass out whenever you have this type of intense make out sessions. As you moan into her mouth, Lottie feels a shiver run down her spine, cursing right away into her lower part of body when that beautiful sound you just made reach her ears, sending a heat right down to her core.

As you were sharing this passionate, slow kiss, your hand started moving down her body, all while you are kissing.

Lotties breath hitches, making her gasps for air as your hand reaches in between her naked legs. A jolt of pleasure shooting thru her as your touch find her sensitive spot, her mind starts to go hazy from the sensation.

Lottie breaks away from the kiss, letting her head fall back against the pillow as she moans softly, her body arching towards you, seeking more pleasure from you as your fingers do painfully slow circles over her sensitive spot.

You decided to put her out of her misery after few minutes of teasing and you slide your fingers in her without an issue, she was wet as niagara falls.

Lottie moans, this time a little loudly at the feeling of you in her, her arms tighting on your shoulders as she takes you in.

When you move your fingers in and out in her, she moans, her eyes fluttering shut, breath ragged and heavy, god she was never this turned on in her life as she is right now.

She can feel the pooling in her lower stomach, fluttering need building inside her.

She moans your name, uttering few 'fucks' under her breath each time you slide back in.

"Please-" she whispers shakily with need, swallowing thickly "Please i cant take it anymore" she looks at you with the pleading face that makes your knees weak. Who are you to say no to your girlfriend?

You kissed her quickly one last time before you started kissing your way down her body where your fingers were just few seconds ago.

Lottie moans as she feels your kisses getting closer and closer to where she needs you the most.

Lottie minds is completely blank when your warm mouth reaches her core. Her hips bucking up as your tongue swirls on her most sensitive part of her body, she reaches down to grab your hair as she moans your name, her head falling back against the pillow again as her body arch. Shes a moaning-whining mess.

And you are no better, you moan against her when the taste of her on your tongue gets to your taste buds. God...

The taste of her, made you moan in pleasure. She tastes like strawberries drowned in champaign. An addictive taste. So much better than you ever imagined.

The grip on your hair gets tighter as she pushes you more into her while her hips buckles against you. Lottie is whimpering, whining and moaning mess. Her head going completely blank. All she can focus is your fingers in her and your tongue circling on her bundle of joy, making her feel like she will burst right there and there in second.

A sharp take of breath of Lottie is heard and a grip on your hair tightens when she feels you put fingers back into her, more deeper than before and sucks her center. Her body arches on the bed, a loud moan escaping her lips, her hips moving involuntary against your movements of your mouth as you savour her.

You hum against her, which only makes the poor girl moan loudly at the sensation you are creating. Your fingers are going in and out in a rhythm as you suck, lick and gently bite her on her very much needed core.

Lottie is breathing heavily, her mind can only focus on you, in between her legs and the movements of your tongue against her and fingers going in and out of her.

Shes whimpering your name like a mantra, its the only thing she can say as the sensation of you fills her.

You can feel her warm walls around your fingers cleching, signalising shes getting close as you feel her twitch in your mouth.

You hum against her, knowing it will help. And oh boy it did, you heard her curse "Oh god" under her breath as her grip on your hair tightens and her moans gets more hight pitched, her breaths getting more ragged and shorter. Shes swallowing thickly as she feels her orgasm getting closer and closer.

Shes a whimpering mess, barely able to say your name.

"Please dont stop" she managed to say between her moans. You just hum again and that sets her over the edge. The grip on your hair tightens, her walls around your fingers as well as she twitches in your mouth. She arches her back as she lets out a last strangled moan of your name as her body shakes and muscles tense.

Shes letting out gasps and breathy moans as she rides her orgasm you just provide her.

After few seconds you kiss her inner tight and kiss your way up to her face. Where you start kissing her. Her chin, her cheeks, her nose, her forehead. All over her face.

Lottie lets soft sighs as her body relaxes over your kisses. Lottie eyes flutter shut, shes boneless in your arms, completely undone by the sensation cursing thru her body you just gave her.

Her breaths are still short and heavy. Her head is still a bit hazy, but theres a sweet smile on her face. Her eyes are hazy as she looks at you with nothing but pure love in her eyes. She brings you into a kiss and moans when she can taste herself on you.

You two cuddled under the blanket for the remaining time you got left before you have to meet the others. Lottie couldnt stop giving you kisses. She either was kissing your face or your neck, snuggling closer to you.

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Authors note (or whatever its called)

like i said up there, im leaving it here so i can delete it and pretend i never made this when i was in my silly mood as i was listening southbound, its a shit, not even good. I will not try again, i promise, i am sticking with cutesy platonic things (max kissing, i admit defeat im not good at writing smuts and i will not try again you have my word) and my sad bullshits such as (un)lucky and the upcoming one thats marinating in drafts since february.

only reason why i posted it, is bcs i know someone will like it and i felt guilty to delete it (i was tempted to fr delete it because i felt and still FEEL ashamed i wrote this) so anyways hope you enjoyed this shit ✋🏻😭

[chrispleasure]

CANT SLEEP, c.s

summary!: chris cant sleep without apologising to his girlfriend, afraid it might be her last night.

not proof read!

the air became heated, you didnt want to shower with chris, which caused him to yell at you. “what! are you afraid of seeing a dick or something?!” he yells, stepping out of the bathroom.

he didnt want to argue, but he felt hurt that you wanted to be alone and not with him. “its not that— im not afraid. i just want some peace.” you stood by the doorway, watching as he undressed himself.

chris took a few blankets and one of his pillows and left the room, carrying the argument further. you decided now was the best time to have your shower, knowing he wont bother you.

as the water become heated, you undressed and stepped under the square shower head. soft hums escaped your lips, “hmm..” you mumbled, leaning back.

the bathroom lights werent on either, which spiked your mood to feel more flirty and sexy. your hand traveled near your wet pussy, hesitant to touch yourself.

you decided against and brought your hand back to your chest, crossing your arms and letting the water take over.

downstairs, chris lies down on the couch cuddled up in his blankets and pillow. silently hoping you would come down stairs and apologize.

it was stupid, you werent the one who needed to apologise. he did. but he was too immature to be the bigger person.

small tears escaped his eyes and went onto the white pillow, he sunk deep intonthe couch. chris wanted a hug, a gesture of love.

he didnt mean to act out like this, part of him was still angry for yelling at you like he did. little did he know he was the last thing on your mind.

you were near the end of your playlist on spotify, the song ending. which meant it was time to get out of the shower and apologise.

which you dreaded, not wanting to see his pretty face. the tears which were most likely streaming down his cheeks.

as you stumble out of the shower, you slip and hit your head on the counter. “fuck!” you wince, letting out a small sob as you sit up.

you instinctively cover the corner of your head with your hand, causing blood to drip down onto it. “mmph- shit, shit..” you sob, rocking back and forth.

you wanted chris’s comfort instantly, but he wouldnt give it too you, you did definitely say some hurtful things too and about him.

after a few minutes of crying, you pull yourself off the ground, getting used to the feeling of your head feeling as if it’s about to fall off.

you scurry and put on the pajamas you left on the counter, stumbling to the bedroom. you didnt even bother going downstairs to say goodnight.

immediately, without a thought, you get under the blankets. moving your body to adjust to the feeling of the sheets.

it feels like heaven, closing your eyes and relaxing. part of you wanted chris cuddling into you, speaking reasurring words into your ear, touching around your breasts to calm you down. but he was all the way downstairs, probably pissed off.

as your thoughts drifted to random things, you fell asleep quickly. your body relaxing in a comfortable position.

but chris on the other hand, couldnt shut an eye. he stayed on the same couch for hours, hungry for cuddles or even a kiss.

he tried, tried and tried, but nothing. just black, no dream, nothing. he couldnt sleep angry with you, or you angry at him.

he sat up, grabbing his pillow. he walked upstairs, tears wet on his face. he was shaking and sobbing quietly.

a few quiet knocks were heard. when he got no response, he decided to walk in. after all, it was also his room.

he walks in, walking to his side of his bed. “baby? you ‘wake?” he asks, his side of the bed sinking a little as he layed down.

you slept peacefully, not hearing anything he was saying or asking. he shook you, moving closer for comfort. “ma, wake up..” he sniffles, pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

without question, you woke up, thinking their was an earthquake. you looked to your left, seeing chris’s figure shaking you.

once he saw you were awake, he stopped. looking at you with a frown. “what do you want, chris?” you asked tiredly, resting your head on the pillow.

“im sorry for getting angry.. i just wanted a shower with you, i feel a need to always be close to you at all times.” he apologised, cuddling close to you.

a soft smile played on your lips, feeling happy he apologised. “i also jus’ couldnt sleep without saying sorry. you couldve died in your sleep.” he says in a worried tone.

you chuckled, turning to face him fully. “hey, hey.. im okay. im healthy enough that i wont die for a while.” you rub his cheek, met with the now dried tears that stayed there.

“you cried?” you asked, frowning a little. he nods, putting his hand on your wrist. “can we just cuddle and sleep? i need comfort.” he whines, moving closer.

your body pressed against his, pressing a kiss against his neck a few times before drifting off. “i love you.” you say.

the end!!

[remuslupingf]

shy!bucky x new avenger! reader

reader that sits beside sam one morning at breakfast and bucky who has to take deep breaths to stop himself from pulling you closer to him. He's barely spoken to you yet but he just feels a pull towards you. you belong to him, you might just not know it yet.

bucky that just about has a meltdown when he sees you sparring with steve. even the thought of you being close to someone thats not him sends him in to a spiral but to actually see it? he has to leave his workout early.

when he does finally talk to you, he stumbles over his words. he wants to crawl into a hole and never come out. how had he forgotten to talk to women? he used to be the biggest charmer in new york now he can barely get a sentence out without feeling like hes gonna throw up.

then one night, everyones watching a movie and you decide to sit beside bucky. his heart is racing. out of everyone, you sat beside him! this is his chance! he pretends to yawn and stretches his metal arm on the back of the couch, right behind your head.

he thinks hes being so smooth, that you failed to notice his fake yawn. but you knew. you knew he liked you. you could tell from the moment he'd met you, when he gaped at you when steve introduced the two of you. since then, you'd been doing your best to fluster him and see how long it took him to ask you out.

eventually, you ended up falling asleep during the movie! just what bucky had planned. your head slowly fell down into the crook of his neck, sighing soflty in your sleep. too soon for buckys liking, the movie ended. everyone went their seperate ways to bed but bucky stayed with you on the couch, wanting to let you rest.

you woke up a few minutes later, apologizing to him for drooling on his shirt but he didnt care. you looked so beautiful with your hair all messy and drool in the corner of your mouth. bucky just blushed and said that it was okay. he nearly died when you kissed him on the cheek and said goodnight.

he couldnt sleep that night, replaying the kiss over and over.

[sanjisblackasswife]

Okay but Gojo teasing his s/o with his infinity- like taunting them and getting them really horny.

But they can’t touch him but he can touch them 👀

(Saw your JJK asks and had to)

“ℂ𝕒𝕟’𝕥 𝕋𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤”

ɢ*ᴊ* ꜱᴀᴛ*ʀᴜ x BLK ꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

I hate him sm. also this is like a year or so old and its been half done so i decided to finish it.

CW: Use of Infinity, Teasing, Reader is Sensitive, G*j* being G*j*

“You’re full of shit.”

“Haha. I know, right.”

Gojo always has the tendency to be super sweet and the best boyfriend ever OR being a complete teasing asshole.

Today he was the second all because you said he was clingy, because you were on the phone with YOUR BOSS and Gojo couldnt read the room and kept trying to kiss your neck.

He hates being called clingy.

“Okay, you may kiss me.” His voice laced with tease, he bends down to pucker up in your face and even though you didnt have the same ability as your special white haired boyfriend, it didnt take a rocket science to know what he was plotting behind those sunglasses.

You lean in, and as predicted you just couldn’t kiss him. You felt your lips stop at a hault, slowly moving still, but not making any progress to connect with his lips, you couldn’t even feel his body heat despite hovering over his mouth.

“I hate you.” You grumble, walking off, you then feel a hard smack to your ass. When you turn, you are greeted with his smug smirk and a goodbye wave.

The white cocky bastard went his entire day off to push your buttons.

Finally taking a nap, you throw off your clothes to dive in your cozy warm bed in only Gojo’s white button down. He was gone for the evening to deal with an emergency and you began to replay today in your head.

He spent half the day in your apartment wearing his infamous baggy pants and topless, hair down, and his cheeky little smile. You of course tried your damn hardest to look the opposite way when he was around, but he could read you like a book, reaching behind you to rub his soft dick against your ass, but when you tried to push back he activated his power again almost making your lose balance.

Suddenly the dickhead started to do push ups in the middle of your room, and might I add he wore NO UNDERWEAR.

His grunts and groans were borderline pornographic as you were trying to study on your couch. You noticed the longer he did it the sweatier and flushed he became which was not only cute, but extremely attractive to you.

Gojo didn’t stop at that either he even joined you in the shower, which was challenging for him though he wouldnt admit it, but fun nonetheless the less….for him of course.

He’d offer to scrub your back, his bend down a little to breathe on your neck, his soft fingers “dropping” the towel on accident , leaving his soapy hands that had a mind of their own to rub under the mounds of your breast.

“Y’alright?” You could hear his voice holding back a chuckle, rolling your eyes you ignore him, but that didn’t stop him from using his infinity to twirl his fingers against your nipples, though it wasn’t direct contact, it was enough to drive a shiver up your spine and hold back a moan, “Why don’t you just apologize for being mean? I can literally smell your puss—-“

“Alright.” You manage to wiggle out of his non existent hold to get out of the shower, once again getting another swat to the ass.

Your pride didn’t let you apologize, but it definitely was a two edged sword, because all you could think about was how if you would have just said a simple “Youre not clingy” Satoru would have easily turned off his shield from you and took you right there. Even though you couldn’t feel it you knew he was hard.

And he was, because he not only teased you, but ended up riling his self up.

He hates to admit it, but he did. Your scent from earlier still lingered in his nose. The sight of your wet tits and ass plagued his mind, even that oh so not quiet moan of his name when he was on your neck had him antsy to get home.

Rushing out of that stupid meeting he contemplates if he should apologize with his mouth or keep teasing you. He hated edging himself, but seeing you beg for it was even better.

Just like now; laying in your bed, legs spread and your little fingers twirling your cunt,

“‘Toru~”

Oh you’re so fucking cute.

Gojo could be so mean right now and make himself known and watch you struggle, but even though he’s the strongest.

He’s still a man.

A man that if he keeps seeing you buck up your hips one more time to reach that sweet spot you know he always could he’d go insane.

aaaaand you did.

“‘TORU—“

“Okay, even if I am clingy.” He mumbles funbling his clothes off his body to accompany you in between your thighs, “You’re fucking needy. Agreed?”

You suck your teeth, wanting to retort back, but in a flash you felt his fingers finally make contact with your sensitive clit, “O-okay, I agree…just…don’t do that again I ….I didn’t get ….”

“Any kisses from me?…I know baby i know” He rubs tighter circles and kisses your cheek, “…and I’m sorry.”

His lips finally lands on yours and it was greedy, wet, and long. Practically moaning into your mouth he pulls away, “I’ll make it up to you…”

[marvelkiddie]

meanie Mommy

based on this request

Mean!MommyWanda x little!reader

You knew better than to bother your mommy whenever she was in her room reading important things, she was a very busy adult you knew that, but you were having a very long and boring day without her attention, you played in your room, you colored, you even picked the movie mommy promised she’ll watch with you later today, but nothing was filling the void of not having mommy around giving you all the attention you wanted. You slowly made your way to her door, standing there waiting for her to notice your presence, she looked at you and you entered the room what is it? she asked you not looking at you are u almost finish mommy? is almost movie time i think Wanda stopped reading and told you she was working on some things that are wrong, she’s just busy so you should stop distracting her, truth is this was the seventh time you went in there to ask her random things, she was getting fed up with you, and you were not even listening to her but mommy im so bored can i have a yummy snack now then ? maybe yummy ice cream pleaseeeee you asked her with a very high pitched plead, that was it, the last straw, Wanda threw her book away and grabbed you by the neck I told you im busy cant you understand?! such a pathetic stupid girl can’t you entertain yourself for a fucking minute! she grabbed you hard, it was getting painful to breathe but she didn’t let you go yet, your eyes started filling up with tears, she slapped your face leaving a sting sensation on it, you looked at her desperately tapping at her hand so she let go but it didn’t happen, she was furious you could see it in her wide eyes, she looked so mean, she let you go with another slap and she pulled at your hair making you look up at her when i give you an order I expect you to obey are you that stupid that you can’t comprehend that you need to leave me alone? so stupid you are such a bother I didn’t even wanted to be your mommy in the first place now im stuck with your pathetic self, im getting really tired of you being a whiny little brat she let go of your hair and you fell to the floor im sorry Wanda you said while you crawled out of the room, you went to your little room and slammed the door locking it after you realized you fucked up even more, if she was furious and hurtful before now you really dig your own grave, the silence was scary after a moment you heard her footsteps she jiggled the door handle and started banging at the door screaming for you to open up, you knew it was one of the many rules Wanda had for you, to not lock yourself up. ever. you really don’t know what’s got into you today, you did everything yourself to get you in this situation open the fucking door y/n ! you’re in so much trouble open up ! you cried your way to the door and slowly unlocked it and the door snapped open revealing a very angry Wanda looking at you with eyes filled with a thirst for punishment im sorry im sorry i didnt mean to lock it im sorry mommy and you didnt mean to slam it either? don’t lie to me, I don’t tolerate lying brats get on the bed now you stood there in silence only begging for mercy with your eyes, she closed the door behind her and made her way to your bed sitting at the end of it, she taped her thigh while you slowly moved from your spot, she grabbed your arm and pushed you down, she immediately pulled down your panties and smacked your ass count each one and apologize you knew this would be the softest part of whatever punishment she was creating in her mind so you did as you were told not wanting to get in any more trouble, after the fortieth hit you were a crying mess, your throat sore from all the screaming, your cheeks a bright red color Wanda wasn’t tired yet, she pushed you onto the bed and she got up to get something from the punishment box, you were trembling when she got back you could notice she looked just as mad as before. this was gonna be a long one. You lost track of time, Wanda had used every item of the box on you, the big dildo, she used the flogger to hit your cunt, she gagged you, she tied your hands to bed.

Eventually she rolled you onto your back you could see her gaze a little softer she smiled at you im gonna eat you out to finish your punishment but you can’t make cummies okay? mommy forgives your bad behavior but you don’t get any rewards from taking your punishment you nodded, she lapped at your pussy hungrily, you were feeling so sore that it was hard to tell of you were close to cumming or not, she fingered your entrance and moaned loudly at your taste you were so wet, she had that effect on you, softly you tapped her shoulder too tired to get your words out, she understood and stopped her actions, she went to the bathroom to clean herself up while you stayed there in bed crying, she came back with a big glass of water and a warm towel to clean you up, after that you two got in bed together you were still feeling very hurt from what she had said earlier and she knew it was something it needed to be talked about im sorry mommy im really sorry for being bad you cried while you hold her tight oh baby girl mommy forgives you I told you already im also very sorry for what I said before I was very frustrated with work and I shouldn’t have lashed out on you but you were making it kinda difficult being very cheeky you giggled at that and that made Wanda’s heart soften a little , she hugged you tightly and kissed your temple it’s okay mommy im very sleepy now you said nuzzling her neck, Wanda removed her tshirt and moved you onto her side, she guided your mouth to her nipple and you started to suckle right away feeling your tummy getting warm with her sweet milk I love you so much my baby girl i love taking care of you, like this, so dependent on mommy goodnight baby you were already drifting off so you mumbled a little nini mommy before falling into deep slumber.

[bomber-grl]

Mike Schmidt relationship headcannons !

Pairing(s): Mike Schmidt x Gn!Reader

Note! Has some plot | This is my relationship headcannons for movie Mike, stating this because I just might make video game Michael Afton headcannons aswell in the near future

Very closed off and not looking for a relationship

He had hired you to take care of Abby when he was away and that’s how you two began getting closer.

Not the best conversation starter, however when you gave him the opportunity to speak about the dream theory he starts going on about it.

Then he apologizes and begins feeling a bit unsure and awkward.

It never really advanced from there and he’d almost constantly apologize and reassure that he’d pay you soon, but you never really cared for it.

Really peaked his interest when he realized that Abby had really grown to like you and began inviting you to do things with the both of them.

You, of course accepted and eventually Mike had started developing feelings for you.

Just as you did for him.

He didnt act on them at first.

Primarily Because he doesn’t see himself in a relationship, especially not with someone like you with him.

You were amazing, and he was a sad grown man who had to care for his little sister, and not even in a way he saw proper.

So of course he shuts it down, telling himself it’d be better off that way.

However, some way, somehow you got involved with Freddy’s pizzeria and you not only managed to save him but also Abby.

Then from there it just went uphill.

He got a better job, better pay, and is able to connect with Abby easier.

Not only that but the custody battle has been leaning in his favor.

He had no one to thank but you.

You’d take Abby to school, occasionally cook for them, and you were always reliable.

One fateful evening you and Mike were just hanging out in the living room.

Talking and just watching whatever was on TV.

Then he brought up your relationship, and stated that he’d really like to start one with you, a romantic one, that is.

You of course, said yes, and he was relieved and happy at your reaction.

But then Abby came to mind, what would she think?

You asked him this almost immediately.

But he reassured and said that the final push was actually when Abby hinted/teased her older brother about your potential relationship, then ran off.

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and an awkward atmosphere hung in the air but then Mike went to hold you hand and it made it semi better.

The next morning you almost immediately told Abby and she was so happy.

Which really relieved the both of you.

-

Things had changed, albeit subtly.

And although Mike wasn’t the most physically affectionate, probably due to him being pretty much touched starved and traumatized.

He tried his best to convey his affection towards you with teasing and joking around.

You’d often just enjoy the others company and bond mostly with Abby around.

If you were to ever do something even a little bit flirty around her she’d immediately be grossed out.

Which was funny, and was mentally noted to ever do again in her presence, even if it was just a kid friendly comment.

Your guy’s first kiss was pretty intimate

I mean Mike had never seemed much interested in kissing or doing anything further down the road.

However, after a particularly draining day, and horrible weather outside, Mike had offered you to stay for the night.

Abby was so excited and the three of you played with her just a little bit over her curfew then sent her off to bed.

When you were finally able to be alone, Mike, very awkwardly and a bit bashful, offered for you to sleep in his bed.

You, like the amazing person you were, rejected and said that it was fine and that he should just sleep there.

Not completely understanding that Mike didn’t mean separate, but together.

Once he bashfully explains that all you can do is mutter out an “oh” and go along with it.

Pretty awkward as you both just lay down as stiff as rods in silence.

Then you guys begin talking.

And it’s just you two talking about whatever at like 2 a.m, trying your best to keep it down.

If you decide to be bold and make a move by asking if you could cuddle with him, then he’d hesitantly agree.

Again, not because he hates you, but because he’s an awkward guy.

So once you’re settled in each others arms you start talking about each others traumas and mostly hidden things.

It’s the sleep deprivation getting to you guys.

Well once you’re both finished venting and just being vulnerable you decide to make a move and lean forward, giving him plenty of time to move if it’s not wanted.

But he didn’t, and the clash of your lips followed soon after and how drawed out it was won’t be mentioned by either of you either.

Things not only start changing and he’s side hugging you more (publicly)

Although not really into pda

And be more affectionate (as he can)

I’m sure at one point you get so comfortable with one another that although awkward moments occur, most of them spent together is just you saying cringe stuff and making him regret ever making it out alive of Freddy’s.

From then on, not only do you tease and get a worthwhile reaction but he’s always hugging and giving you cheek kisses in private.

He’s also grown fond of cuddling, just because of how close he gets to be to you.

If you were to ever tell him he’s hot.

He’d get really taken back but then laughs it off and says whatever.

(Saying this because I know those fans of him exist 😭)

Honestly it’s kind of hard for you to tell when he’s being sarcastic or not😔

He’s always making snarky and joking remarks and hard to tell when he’s just being his sassy self.

Honestly home dude is just trying his best and his relationship with you really lightened up his life even more.

Note! Should I make a pt 2 with Mike as your husband?

[simonsrileyhusband]

Would you be willing to write angst?

Like MReader who is with Ghost in the military but not in the same unit? Taskforce?

So they don't see each other a lot and have to worry about one another on every mission the other is on. Then MR got hurt and Simon doesn't find out until he's back too?

Hope you have a wonderful day💝 Sorry if it's a bit scrambled, a lot of noise around me right now

(im not the best at writting angs, but i tried. also dont apologize! <3)

simon looked at the floor of the compacted van, to his right gaz was asleep, snooring and drooling all over himself. he tries to keep his mind busy, but its hard now that he isnt running from bullets and shooting at enemies.

now his mind can only wander to one thing, one person. usually you two dont go on missions at the same time, but that week was different. simom had to leave a day after you went into the field, he couldnt wait home, he couldnt be st base monitoring the mission, no. he was in the middle of nowhere without a clue on how are you.

and he cant stop himself from thinking the worse, he tries to breath. he remembers the way you would touch his chest and ask him to take deep breaths with you. the van stops, everyone gets down, he rushes to your barrack, empty.

he walks to search for your coronel, your captain, your medics, someone of your unit, anyone who can tell him where you are.

"mate... you dont know? he is on the medic wing..." one of the sargents of your unit mumbles nervously, simon feels like he was shot, no, worse, he has been shot a lot of times, this felt a thousand times worse.

his mind was lost, images of you in pain flashing before his eyes, were you awake? how bad was it? were you shoot? who did it? are they dead? were you alone? is it a cut? did you fall? and then he is in your room, three nurses trying to hold him back.

"what happened?" he whispers, walking to you, who laid on the bed a weak smile on yout face.

"hi handsome..."

simon sighs, walking besides your bed and kneeling om the floor, taking your hand in both of his, kissing your knuckles.

"wha-... are you okay?"

"im fine... im okay" he nods, closing his eyes as you grab his face genlty, rubbing his cheek. "im here, see?" he nod, nuzzling into your palm.

"i know, i just-... i panicked" he opens his eyes, looking at your eyes.

"i have been worse... bastard shot me on the thigh, lucky me he had bad aim and it didnt hit properly." you speak softly, simon hums.

"si... ill be fine"

"i know... i just..." he sighs "i cant do it without you"

[sturn777]

fratboy!chris apologizes to reader . | ( female!reader ) wc ?? ( masterlist )

ANOTHER SHARP SIGH left your lips as your phone vibrated again, yet another message from chris. with hesitation, you glanced at the screen, dreading the usual apology.

chris : dont be like this cmon. u know i didnt mean it baby

rolling your eyes, you turned off your phone and tossed it aside, sinking back into your bed. you resumed rewatching your comfort show, blocking out the annoying ping of his texts.

it wasn’t unusual for you and chris to get into these stupid fights. this was the umpteenth time you’d ghosted him after one of his fuck-ups. you always swore it’d be the last time, but eventually, he’d show up at your door, that crooked smile on his face, a bouquet of white roses in his hand.

but not tonight. hell no.

what had he done? he told you he was going to boston to visit family. newsflash: he didn’t. instead, he went to see his “old friend” kayla. fucking asshole.

there you lay, stanley cup filled with cold water in hand, wrapped up in your soft sheets as you watched your show. you were pissed, but for now, at peace.

that was, until you heard the familiar knock on your door.

you muttered under your breath, snapping out of it as you pushed yourself off the bed. the time on your clock read 11:30—who in their right mind would show up this late? yeah, you had a pretty good idea.

you threw on your bunny slippers and hoodie with ease as you hurried to the door, opening it to find chris standing there with that “apologetic” grin. “hey, baby,” he mumbled, handing you the white roses. much to your dismay, they were actually pretty.

“what do you want?” you deadpan, glaring at him. “wanna sort this shit out, alright?” he muttered, glancing at you with low eyes, making no effort to hide the once-over he was giving you.

“well, we can talk, but i wanna go back to bed,” you quip, rolling your eyes. he furrowed his brows, hands shoved in the pockets of his sweats. “i just wanna say sorry, ma. that shit i did? totally wrong.”

you crossed your arms tightly over your chest, your eyes flicking to the roses you’d dropped on the counter. “c’mon, baby,” he drawled, his hands brushing over your arms, fingers grazing your skin. “i can’t handle this no contact shit. i need to talk t'you, see you, touch you.”

“should’ve thought of that before lying,” you snapped, not pushing him away, but not exactly welcoming him either.

“i know, i know. i’m a fucking idiot. wasn’t thinking straight,” he mumbled, a weak smile tugging at his lips as he leaned closer. “can you forgive me? just this once, babe? i promise i’ll make it up to you.”

you scoffed softly, raising an eyebrow. “yeah? and how’re you gonna make it up to me?”

he leaned in, pressing his body closer to yours as he spoke low, “dunno, i got a couple ideas.”

“just don’t mention her again,” you warned, glaring at him, and his hands instantly raised in mock surrender.

“got it, baby,” he muttered, his fingers now grazing the curve of your hips. “can i make it up to you now?”

you sighed, but this time, your body relaxed under his touch. the words slipped out before you could even think. “fine, but this is the last time.”

“atta girl,” he smirked, leaning back to look at you fully, that stupid grin spreading across his face.

---

the high-pitched moan that left your lips echoed through the room, your fingers tightly gripping the white sheets beneath you. your knees ached from your current position, your body dipping into the soft mattress as chris thrusts into you from behind. his hands rest firmly on your hips, guiding you as he moves with ease.

“good job, baby, taking me so fuckin’ good,” he mutters, one hand running through your hair, pushing it aside before returning to your hips, realigning with your entrance and pushing back into you.

“fuck—” you gasp, your back arching, feeling his hand run along your smooth skin. “yeah? you like that?”

you could already imagine the cocky smirk on his face as another guttural moan escapes your swollen lips. your eyes squeeze shut, overwhelmed by the sensation, the feeling of him inside you, his rhythm steady, his hand on your skin just the right amount of pressure.

your whines filled the room, as he pulled out of you, his fingers rubbing at the ache in between your thighs. “so wet f'me, aren’t you? told you baby, told you i was gonna make it up to you.” he mused, giving your ass a firm squeeze before pushing inside of you once more.

this was gonna be a long night.

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[halarealmadridd]

your touch

pairing. jude bellingham x reader genre. angst to fluff warnings. fighting, cursing request. Hii i love ur work, can you write something about jude and you getting into a really really big argument, it's about him letting other fans/or girls kiss his cheek or something for a photo and him doing nothing about it, And so you two dont talk for 2-3 days, and you guys live in the same house, he didnt even try to apologise and he thinks hes right, But after a week or smth he noticed he missed your touch and other things so he apologized by writing a big big letter for when you wake up, since he has practice early in the morning and you still sleep author’s note. this request is so good! thank you sm lovely i hope you enjoy 🩵

you had no problem with jude giving out hugs, handshakes or something along the lines of those, but kissing is where you drew the line. you couldn’t stand someone else kissing your man, and him doing nothing about it. unfortunately, that was the reality you had to face today.

chilling in your bed, you scrolled through tiktok, until you found a video with a fan kissing jude’s cheek for a picture. the worst thing happened when you checked the comments. they were full of people saying that they shared the same experience, jude kissing their cheek. you were already fuming, but the attitude of those girls was your last straw.

storming out of the room, you were met with a confused boyfriend stating at you with adorable puppy eyes. they almost make you give in, but you refused.

“jude, what the fuck is this” you angrily exclaimed, while shoving the phone in his face to make sure he sees the video.

“that’s just what they asked for, no feelings involved” jude explained, gobbling down a tube of cookie dough ice cream.

“no feelings involved? do you think i give a fuck about that? you let astral stranger kiss you?” you roared, making him furrow his eyebrows.

“baby calm down, this is nothing serious”

“nothing serious? we have talked about this earlier, i said i don’t want anyone kissing you in any form” you shouted, tears brimming your eyes.

the audacity jude had to just laugh at you and continue eating the ice cream made you furious.

you rushed to the bedroom, covering yourself in blankets, curling into a ball, sobbing your heart out. you thought that when jude heard you cry, he would come looking for you, but no, he stayed there, sitting on the couch, eating the last piece of his ice cream.

you ended up crying yourself to sleep. the next morning you woke up to an empty cold bed. you figured jude was sleeping on the couch.

the next few days went over with neither of you speaking to each other, because apparently in jude’s mind, he was in the right. jude could be a silly person sometimes, but this was just a whole different level of silliness that he had never shown yet.

finally jude came back to his senses and decided to write a full A4 page letter, apologising for his actions. he also placed a bouquet of flowers and candies beside it, in hopes to cheer you up. eventually he left for training, leaving you in the house alone.

when you woke up, you made a bee-line towards the kitchen to make breakfast, but instead of thinking about breakfast, big letter caught your eye.

tears rolled down your face while reading the letter due to the sincerity of it. you wiped your tears and waited for jude to come home.

after a good wait, you heard the familiar sound of the door unlocking. you raced to the door, and jumped into jude’s arms. his face had a tint of confusion painted on it, but it later turned into a big grin.

“whoa, i missed you too” jude whispered into your hair, letting you down.

you placed a kiss onto jude’s lips, and guided him to the kitchen, where you had prepared some pancakes for him.

after gobbling down the pancakes, you and jude popped down onto the couch and started watching your favourite show. however, the show was long forgotten, as you guys ended up just cuddling each other to sleep.

[jorblesandco]

Bunny commentary

Bunny only became a full-on asshole after he was excluded and figured out they killed a guy - obvious

Bunny and Henry matching glasses,,,,, besties

TSH is written after Bunny's murder and richard's characterization of him is most likely an attempt at justification

of the greek class, the only one outsiders seem to like Is bunny (and richard but he was an outsider first so he doesn't count as much)

the dog (the greyhound charles rescued) liked Bunny and went on his sunday hikes with him and richard,

he is extremely fond of henry and it shows when he talks about him - perhaps henry is his only real friend in the greek class, the others tolerated for the benefit of henry, and their friendship seems to be that of familiar bickering but obviously takes a turn after bunny is excluded and finds out he(and co) murdered a guy in the woods

one thing i am desperate to know is whether it was henry or bunny who laughed at the end of chapter two . it could be either because it haunts him . but also it could be henry because richard (and francis, for that matter) are both at one point haunted by henry after his death . and bunny was the only person who could make henry laugh . which one of them laughed . maybe both? why does it haunt richard .

bunny writing richard an awkward apology and wrapping it around a paperback of poems and a box of junior mints,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, :(

Bunny woke everybody in the country house up at like 5 in the morning the first time it snowed by running around and jumping on their beds screaming "first snow! first snow!"

he is a good artist . mentioned that he drew himself and henry as little cartoons in roman togas with their matching eyeglasses on a postcard he sent to richard

look . i am just saying that if i found out my friends murdered somebody and they didnt even bother to tell me i probably wouldve blackmailed them too . not bunny's fault they all went along with it . of course i have a better personality than bunny but that is neither here nor there

finding quite a bit of evidence that bunny's parents were neglectful while still keeping up their rich happy family persona . bunny not reading until he was 10 is one of them, but that could also be the dyslexia, but also if his parents put in any effort apart from sending him off to learning disability schools i am fairly certain bunny would've been reading sooner . this is because i did not have a proper reading level until i was about 7/8 maybe even 9 either and it was largely because my parents weren't reading with me . that age is when i switched schools and they started teaching me phonics

he was wearing hand me down almost threadbare too short tweed most of the time . "…the shapeless, tweedy rags he generally wore…"

bunny only knows one card game (go fish)

bunnys reaction to finding out his best friend 1.) called him an annoying rabbit in his diary and 2.) murdered a man was mostly reasonable . he was angry at being excluded , angry that henry, his Best Friend, didn't tell him about it . really i think if henry had just told bunny about it this might have been avoided . all he wanted was to be included . i mean they were Best Friends . henry makes a point of saying "i know him better than you" to richard when relating what went down in italy . francis says he's known about this since november but that's not true because he didn't think they had actually murdered a guy until late in the italy trip, probably sometime in late january or february, whenever it is that henry came home early .

incredibly funny to me that he ry and bunny, best friends, are the ones who die . they are the ones who consistently haunt Richard's narrative . richard says he doesnt think about bunny that much but then why did you write a 600 page memoir about him and the aftereffects of his death then huh????? henry and bunny wear matching glasses in the underworld .

he was possibly in love with henry (and obviously hated the fact as he was extremely homophobic) because how else would you explain your best friend blowing up at you throwing chairs etc and then climbing into Your bed and crying himself to sleep

he treated henry (outside of the outbursts) "with deference" aka polite submission according to our notably unobservant narrator richard . very interesting . but i guess imagine you find out your best friend in the world murdered a guy and then didn't even tell you about it . i suppose that warrants deference of a sort . but he was horrible on a daily basis to the rest of them

btw how much of Bunny's behavior was over-exaggerated??? this is written After the murder, how much is Richard exaggerating in order to justify to himself the murder of his friend. richard says "even today i cannot muster anything resembling anger for bunny". richard narrowing in on and exaggerating Bunny's jerkishness and bigotry to the point that the behavior was in and of itself unforgivable in order to justify Bunny's murder to himself is such a Richard move. unreliable narrator at his finest

"how quickly he fell; how soon it was over" . he didn't deserve that . he didn't deserve for it to be henry, his best friend, to ultimately push him over the edge and watch as he fell

bunny is objectively a not great person but . again Richards unreliable narration makes me question How bad especially bc they all genuinely cared for and mostly liked bunny. none of them are Good really. but richard "if theres one thing im good at its lying" papen is telling us bunny sucks . also judy thinks bunny is hilarious. hates henry though. i trust her judgement more than the greek class

bunny sees little trinkets around says is anybody gonna take that doesn't wait for an answer and swipes it for himself . "these he hid around his room in jumbled little nests" as he should tbh

bunny was their tie to reality i think . he made that comment about "common crackers more like" when julian was talking about tribute . he didn't take the bacchanal too seriously . everything he did connected them to the reality of it .

[idontknowwhatimdoinglol]

Can I request yandere Jayce, Ambessa, Catilyn, and Mel (separate) headcanons x reader who is from the undersity

I live for the piltover x undercity ships <3 -- jayce

Jayce would be one of the softer yandere in this scenario, but that doesn't mean that he is any less obsessive.

After seeing what happened to Viktor, the sickness he had endured from growing up in the undercity Jayce would take no chances in losing you in the same way so as soon as he forms any sort of bond or attachment to you he will give you a not so optional choice to move to piltover.

if you agree and come willingly then there won't be any problems, you'll live a happy life in his apartment being pampered with all the gifts and love you could ever want.

But if you decline said offer, then the next time you visit him in piltover, that 'innocent' cup of tea he offers may just have a little something slipped in to knock you out for a few hours, just until he can make sure you can't escape him, for your own safety, of course. It's not forever, just simply until you can learn that he is doing this because he loves and wants to protect you.

he wont be overly protective, he will let you leave his apartment and even have friends of your own as long as theyre not other men.

And don't bother trying to sneak back into the undercity, he tipped off the enforcers guarding the bridge that you might do so and, using his title of council member, he gave them orders to bring you back to him if they see you trying to sneak past.

he wont punish you, he loves you to much to see you hurt. but he will yell at you a bit and accuse you of being ungrateful for everything hes done for you. afterwards he would immediately apologize and offer you your favorite snacks as an apology for yelling.

Overall, out of the characters in the show to have as a Yandere Jayce isn't too bad.

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Ambessa (for the sake of the headcanons we're just gonna pretend that she didnt die)

Ahem.. well, you're doomed.

We've all seen how terrifying Ambessa can be when it comes to her family, and congrats, you're part of it now, whether you want to be or not, you don't really have a choice.

You were simply another person from the undercity that she used for her own amusement, much like the man she had when she first arrived in Piltover.

But after some time, she began to feel a strange sense of possessiveness towards you, a strange need to keep you at her side at all times.

First, it started off small with simple requests that you stay with her while she bathed or went around Piltover, but soon it went as far as forcing you to sleep in the same bed as her, her grip tight around you to prevent you from leaving her in the night.

Since trusting doesn't come easily to Ambessa, she is always on edge, assuming that you will try to flee from her. Let us just hope you don't really try to, because she isn't one to stray from harsh punishments.

When she eventually leaves Piltover after her defeat against Mel, she makes sure to take you with her back to Noxus. I mean, before the fight even began, she had you peacefully asleep on her ship with guards to assure that you didn't escape or get hurt in the chaos.

Overall, Ambessa can be a good yandere if you obey her, but like I said before, she isn't one to stray from a harsh punishment if you try to escape her. So just embrace her love and you'll be fine.

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Caitlyn

She wouldn't really be a yandere at first.. hear me out.

She probably would have met you through vi when they were in the undercity searching for Silco and Jinx, and she would have been completely normal then, probably wouldn't have thought of you as more than a friend.

But after Jinx's attack, that's when things start going a bit.. obsessive

After losing her mother, chasing off Vi and failing to kill Jinx, she was desperate to find something she could hold on to, keep in control and from leaving her, and congrats, you're that lucky thing.

She will use her status as a decorated officer and member of House Kiraman to bring you past the border and into Piltover, claiming it was for questioning, so Ambessa wouldn't get suspicious.

she isn't one of the worst yandere's you could have, she will give you a luxurious room in the kiraman house, along with other luxuries that come with being her darling, but along with these luxuries you'll have to deal with her more personal problems, personal being emotions and problems being ambessa and jinx.

She will force you to sleep with her every night, cuddling her as she rants about Ambessa and the council. It isn't completely horrible since she never forces you into anything you're uncomfortable with (other than the kidnapping part)

overtime her obsession grows, and she sees you as more than just something she can control in her life. Soon she begins to gain feelings, even when Vi returns and Jinx 'dies', she always makes sure to keep you close. And who knows, maybe vi begins to share these obsessive feelings about you with Caitlyn over time.

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Mel

Mel is a silent type of yandere. She will definitely obsess over you, but she doesn't feel the need to kidnap you or anything major like that until she thinks someone is trying to steal you away.

She befriends you first before anything, gaining your trust with gifts and invitations to the Piltover opera. slowly entering your life until the two of you become more.

Once you both become lovers, her more possessive side tends to come out, starting with small things like pulling you closer to her at parties when she sees someone looking at you, or showing more displays of affection to tell others you're hers.

When her mother comes to Piltover though... ya that's when she shows her true colours.

Instantly, she's more around, always keeping you at her side, especially when her mother decides to visit you both, refusing to even let you speak to her.

If she, however, finds out that Ambessa met you behind her back, whether it's you who went to see Ambessa or the other way around, she will not hesitate to kidnap you, locking you in her home and chaining you to the bed. With golden chains, of course.

she will comfort you for hours if you cry, promising its only until her mother leaves, even buying you gifts until then.

eventually she unchains you, but she still makes sure there are enforcers at every exit of her home to ensure that you can't escape.

she definitely is the best yandere to have, although she is a bit delusional considering shes convinced herself that shes done all of this to protect you from people after her, since you are the one thing she loves most of all.

[drewsprincessy]

loving you was hard.

warnings: angst, anxiety, anger, comfort, arguing, crying, lmk if i missed any

summary: rafe and reader are in love, but rafe struggles to accept it, he doesnt believe in love.

part one

rafe cameron x female reader.

you had fallen for rafe, hard. it started off with stealing glances at each other every so often, then it escalated to him asking for your number. you two talked every night, dusk til dawn until you couldn't keep your eyes open anymore. you were the only person he was gentle with, the only one he would give affection to, and even crack a smile with.

he caught himself re-reading your texts and smiling at them, going through your insta posts, checking your following, checking your location, and checking when you were last online.

he thought he just needed a quick hookup, and that was all. but no. the way you smile at him and your dimple pokes through your cheek, or maybe its the way your eyes light up when your excited about something.

he doesnt know what it is, but he cant fall in love. your not important, its just all in his head.

he was sitting on the edge of his bed, his head in his hands as he thinks, he regains his composure, shaking his head to try and get rid of the thought. he lets out a long breath, and he stands up. he goes to smoke some weed.

he stops answering your calls, and even stops responding all together. he cant fall in love, he's not fit for a relationship. right?

your a mess. you'd be lying if you said it didn't hurt the way that he ghosted you out of nowhere. but i mean you cant be mad, because your still just a hookup for him. right?

i mean you thought it'd be different because hes never met up with a girl more than once, you guys have even been on real dates. not just the ones where you have sex and not talk for another 2 weeks. you two had gotten to really know each other.

you were just confused, and hurt. you decided you were gonna try to let it go. try and move on, because theres always other men out there.

~

2 weeks pass

you were at home laying in your bed, you just had on a comfy tee shirt, and some yoga shorts.

you had been scrolling thru your phone, giggling at a video you seen on tiktok. you clicked on the comments and scrolled thru them, and you were giggling until a message popped up at the top of your screen. from rafe; your smile faintly drops as you click on the message

-

imessage:

rafe: been thinking about you. um, im really sorry for ditchin you n' shit. i just been going thru stuff and didnt wanna take it out on you. im sorry alright?

y/n: its okay rafe, i understand. call if you need anything. okay?

you were so understanding, and forgiving. even with the half ass apology he gave you, you still forgave him.

-

over the next few weeks, you and rafe start going out again, he fell more and more in love with you, and you felt the same about him. he had enough of it. he couldnt be falling for you.

he was high off drugs, and his breath reeked of alcohol. he was stumbling and could barely walk. there were crowds of people around him at the party he attended to.

you had also been there with rafe, but went off somewhere with kiara and sarah. you decided the topic of conversation was boring, and excused yourself with a "ill be right back." and went to find him.

he had went off into a room with some random chick, they were making out and her clothes were half off. you had almost stumbled on your feet when you walked in, your eyes had immediately began brimming with tears. to save yourself the embarrassment you walk off, quickly as possible. trying to get the hell out of there.

rafe comes outside to where you had walked off to, he immediately catches up to you since his legs were longer, and grabs your arm "whats your problem..why are you crying?" he says, trying not to slur his words

you decide, fuck it. he doesnt care anyway. "your my problem rafe. i fucking love you, i have for a long time. and you lead me on and act like you love me the same way, but then i find you about to hookup with some random girl, that you dont even know! like i dont even exist rafe, and im gonna be honest. that shit HURTS! im so sick of this, im sick of you, and your bullshit excuses, your half ass apologies. FUCK YOU!"

rafe feels a pang of guilt in his chest, even thru the alcohol and drugs. he still manages to muster up some excuse, hes trying to hide the way he feels. "i mean..y/n. what did you expect? i told you what the hell u were gettin into. i dont gain.. feelings. so quit being a damn crybaby"

it starts to rain, and you storm off, even when he yells your name, telling u to come back you dont listen. you kick your heels off, and walk all the way home in the pouring rain.

once u get home, you delete his number, and cry yourself to sleep.

he tries to act as if he doesnt care, he drinks until he passes out.

~

𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓭

[coca-colas-truck-driver]

sam’s voice was quiet, inquisitive as his question floated through the air of the quiet motel room, interrupting the hum of the air conditioning and action movie.

dean didnt give any indication that he’d heard sam, his eyes still focused on the shitty faux explosions and fight sequences, so after a few minutes sam opened his mouth to ask again. dean interrupted him, his tone snappy but with a tinge of confusion as he told sam he’d heard him ‘the first fucking time.’

sam rolled his eyes, crossing his arms as he shuffled against the back of the couch. dean got like this sometimes when sam asked a question he wasnt equipped to deal with, like when sam started asking about monsters or sex.

“you… you want to see it?” came dean’s stilted reply, his voice tired and cracking despite the rare full night of sleep he’d gotten last night.

“well-“ sam tried, his hands awkwardly going to his sides as he sat up on his knees, trying to move closer to his older brother without being too obvious.

“thats fucking weird, sam.” dean interrupted, grabbing the remote and turning the volume up, drowning out anything sam could of said with the poor acting of the main romantic interest.

sam didnt bring it up again, but a week later dean came out of the shower, looking ruffled as one of his hands gripped his towel, holding it in place. “you can’t tell dad, or bobby, or-“

“or anybody?” sam finished, smiling as he set his book beside him on his bed, sitting up against the wall where a headboard should be.

“or anybody.” dean nodded, looking a lot less enthusiastic than sam as he looked down at his younger brother. sam muttered something in agreement, already shuffling out of bed and onto his knees on the floor and dean furrowed his eyebrows.

“it’s bigger than mine…” sam commented, looking up to dean’s face with a small frown before his eyes flit back down to the sizeable erection nearly poking him in the nose.

dean didn’t offer a reply, focused on watching his little brother as sam bit his bottom lip, leaning forward to nose at the base of dean’s cock. dean kept his hands at his sides, resisting the urge to pet and encourage sam as he nuzzled and kissed dean’s shaft.

sam’s thumb wiped away the bead of pre-cum dean had gathered at the tip, sam apologizing when dean hissed ‘careful’ at the accidental way sam had scraped the sharp edge of his nail against the sensitive gland. he brought his thumb up to his lips, licking away the salty liquid.

sam’s nose wrinkled up, the boy giggling as he said “you taste gross.”

“your diet is off brand kraft mac and dr pib, yours aint any better.” dean rolled his eyes, his hand coming up to grab sam’s hair just before the boy’s lips seal around the head of his cock.

sam whined, fighting against dean’s grip for a spilt second before sam went slack against his grip, blushing as he slumped in embarrassment. dean ignored it, patting sam’s head and pretending he hadn’t heard the desperate, high-pitched noise. and ignoring how his cock throbbed at the needy way sam had tried to fight against his grip. “cmon, we agreed you’d just look. i think thats enough, baby.” dean was soft as he spoke, reminding sam of when he’d fall asleep in the backseat of the impala and dean would whisper to him sweetly until he woke up enough to walk himself to the motel room.

sam nodded, his hair tugging against dean’s hold on the strands with the movement till dean let go. dean helped him up, before walking off to his duffel on the floor, grabbing a pair of boxers to sleep in before raising an eyebrow at sam. sam nodded, forcing a smile as dean nodded back, retreating back to the bathroom.

dean came out seven minutes later, no longer hard, and turned the lights off before climbing into the bed next to sam’s own.

[mi-co-uk]

── GRUMPY MATT X MUTE READER ⋆˚࿔

BLURB: "party favor" - matt forgets dottys birthday

- this is a part of my billie eilish writing marathon [here]

wc: 1k

AU MASTERLIST || ALTERNATE PAIRINGS || ALL AUS

Everything was exhausting.

Matt had been MIA for a few days, something he would do every so often and dotty would just forgive and forget as she felt she was suppose to. Today was different, today he shouldve been back and he wasnt. 

She layed somewhat floating in the bathtub, the water felt as if it could muffle her thoughts so buried herself a little deeper. 

He always said it wasnt her fault. Yet she was the one here waiting, her mind echoing the same self deprecating thoughts like a toy with a broken voice box, darker and more painful to play as time went on. 

She lifted herself above the water only when she had to, hyperventilating and wiping at her face. 

It felt stupid to care, but it was the only day of the year that was hers. Dotty expected her father to forget but not matt. He said he didnt care about anyone else, that he hated everyone else. Then why wasnt he there? The only day that his absence felt a little more like a stab in the gut was her birthday, and on that day he was nowhere to be seen. 

She hated it all anyways, maybe it would be nice to forget the way everyone had treated her the rest of the year if it wasnt only for their benefit. So they could forgive themselves because she smiled just enough that it meant they were forgiven. Shed only ever really been able to forgive matt. This time she didnt want to. 

She cradled the top ends of the towel rather than tying it. Just enough that she could avoid seeing herself that fully but stare into her own eyes. 

It wasnt being left behind anymore, that was always predictable. It was feeling for once that you could be a priority just to feel pathetic for coming to that conclusion. 

She wrapped it more correctly, finally leaving the bathroom after avoiding it as much as she could. She shuffled towards her room, only really able to stare down at her feet as if it would motivate them to keep going. 

“matt turned up yet?” her sisters voice echoed from the kitchen, a forced casual tone to avoid upset. Bonnie peered her head around the corner to see dotty gently shake her head no. “asshole.” she mumbled, focusing back on making herself food.  

The breeze from her window was a little comforting, enough to remind her that she had a physical form and wasnt just pure emotion. She held herself tight under the covers, staring blankly as she avoided monitoring her phone. If he wanted to be there for her then he was gonna have to turn up. It lit up as she somewhat expected, matts contact on the screen further out of reach mentally than it was physically. She waited for it to stop, and it did. She waited for him to leave a voicemail, and he did. 

“Hi um, can i come over? [pause] im sorry for you know, going silent ‘n shit. I wanna see you though, if thats okay. Text me.” 

She didnt reply, but he came over anyway. 

dotty didnt move from where she rested, she barely bothered to process the sounds coming from around her. The front door, footsteps, her bedroom door. He said something but she didnt know what, she kind of preferred it that way. He crouched down by the side of her bed. 

He mumbled a half assed apology, eyes scanning back and forth between hers. His eyebrowss furrowed when she remained unresponsive and unmoving. Matt stood back up, moving to perch on the side of her bed with his face fixed towards hers. He kept mumbling, kept apologising and kept explaining. She refused to listen on the offchance it would convince her. If his actions werent enough then she wouldnt let his words be. 

He caressed her cheek with his thumb, the concerned expression etched onto his face. She retreated abruptly, shifting herself out of bed using every effort she could muster up. She stood awkwardly by the side of her desk, pointing to the calender on her wall. Her eyes shifted anxiously, matt taking his sweet time about walking over while she avoided his gaze and questioning. 

His eyes widened in realisation. “Its your birthday.”

If dotty had the strength to then she wouldve rolled her eyes. She took a few short steps back, approaching the wall for support. 

“I- i didnt know, i swear i didnt know.”

She wanted to fall down and sob but she couldnt bring herself to be that vulnerable. She only pushed him away when he tried to get closer. 

‘ where were you? ’ she finally met his eyes as she signed. 

He shut his mouth out of guilt, contemplating lying but knowing it was the wrong thing to do. 

Matt hesitated again before responding. “I, i was at these stupid parties, i didnt know i promise.” 

He watched how her expression didnt falter, pure upset and it was completely his fault. 

“I was gonna see if you wanted to come with me to one,” he inquired as he lost faith in repeating apologies. “We still can.”

Dotty shook her head repeatedly, her persona of having her emotions under control began faltering. 

“We dont have to, we dont have to.” he gently repeated as he finally was able to wrap his arms around her. 

She relaxed into the hug, refusing to let the tears actually slip but kept sniffling. When her knees trembled ever so slightly, he carried her bridal style in his arms towards her bed. She clinged onto him tighter, head pressed against his chest as she finally let herself drop the persisting negative thoughts about him. 

Maybe she wasnt the centre of his world, and maybe that wasnt something she was allowed to hold against him. 

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