#and it's nice to see the fat leave the spot i specifically don't want it. i'm OK with fat on my body i just don't like it there specificall

[artisanalpeanutbutter]

didn't realize how much fat i lost on my hips/waist since starting to work out until I put on a pair of looser pants today that i hadn't worn in a while and they almost fell off

[hotxcheeto]

I loved your double trouble fic, could you make another ellie x reader x Abby? No specific plot, go crazy w it <33

━ 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌

𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜(𝙨) - Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader x Abby Anderson

𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 - Cursing, SMUT, porn w/ no plot bro, vaginal fingering ( r! receiving ), strap on use ( r! receiving ), kissing, make outs, descriptions of c*m, oral ( r! receiving ), slight degradation, dom/sub mechanics, slightly mean ellie and abby, dom!ellie, dom!abby, sub!reader

𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 ? - Yeah/Nope

𝙖𝙪𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙧'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙚 - ooo bae I'm sorry this took so long but it was def fun to write!!! the title is based on the brittanny spears song "3" because for some reason threesomes always make me think of that song that I should not have been singing at such a young age LMFAO. I'm glad you liked double trouble, ily!!

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"Don't stop, please Abby–"

The room was dark besides the sun peeking in from the window, setting below a horizon none of you cared to see.

Instead all you could focus on was the girl between your legs.

Her fingers making an obnoxious sound as she fucked into you, kissing your knee before leaning back down to return to her assault on your clit and then tease the outside of your hole where her fingers were currently occupying.

Abby's palms pressed hard against the fat of your thighs keeping them almost impossibly far spread. Fingers keeping you so full and going so fast that it made your mind melt and mouth run dry as you struggled to catch your breath.

But you couldn't, no matter how hard you tried, clawing at her, leaving fresh marks on her skin for her to admire and tease you for later.

Your chest heaved heavily, your head absentmindedly turning to the face the other girl that leaned against the doorway with her arms crossed. Watching your body move and squirm with a smirk on her face.

"Ellie.. Ellie c'mere– please, please–"

It was pathetically adorable, she thought as she pushed herself from the wooden frame and took the few short steps towards your outstretched arm.

"Shit." Ellie whispered to herself but no longer was she looking at your face and was instead admiring the way your hips bucked up into Abby's mouth. The blonde not hesitating to slam you back down into the mattress with her free hand and getting you to whimper.

"Oh– m–m'gonna cum–mm–" You cried, Ellie's stare moving up your body that had been covered in your own perspiration. Shuddering and tensing all while holding back just for her.

Abby hadn't slowed nor stopped even in light of your efforts, fucking her hand knuckle deep into your cunt while her warm tongue circled your clit. Her eyes scanning your face as you gasped and choked at the feeling of the tips of her fingers running along your most sensitive spots.

"Gotta ask Abby nicely.." Ellie finally spoke as she kneeled onto the mattress beside your head, letting you grab out to her and squeeze as hard as you wanted in a desperate attempt to release some of the tension that had spread its way through your body.

"Please Abby– plea–" You continued on, babbling incoherent asks of your girlfriend which made her smile.

"You gonna be good? Can't give a brat a reward baby, y'know that."

You nodded quickly, still clutching onto Ellie.

"I'll be good, I promise– please.." Your voice died out, throat sore and scratchy, pleading eyes moving from the one laying down to the one hovering above you.

"I promise–"

"Up to you." Ellie tilted her head and shrugged at Abby, getting off the bed and disappearing towards the toy she'd been using earlier.

Barely a second passed that her words had left her lips that Abby began to fuck you with her tongue, thumb pressing down on your clit.

"Go on pretty girl.." Abby teased, continuing to play with your hole with her warm muscle. "You earned it."

You came against her mouth, legs shaking and mind becoming as heavy as a ball of cotton. Your screams and sobs like music to their ears as Abby fucked you through your orgasm.

Head digging back into the pillows, your entire body arching in a bad attempt at getting away from the overwhelming pleasure. It all became too much too quickly.

Your loud mouth, as Ellie called it, only becoming quieter when Abby pulled hers from your cunt.

She kept you on edge though, not wanting you to lose the feeling and instead slowly moving her fingers in and out of your pussy.

Just then, after a moment, she had sat up to look over at Ellie, letting out a puff of air while listening to you try your hardest to catch your breath.

The only thing you could feel though, in your dazed state, was her leaning on your knee and playing with you like you were just a toy for her. In and out, then she'd run her fingertip around your hole and circle your clit, all to keep you waiting.

You'd learned your lesson in complaining though.

"You ready?" Ellie rolled her eyes at the sound of the question.

"Is she?"

Abby wiped her mouth with her knuckle, glancing at your wet cheeks and then your watery, half lidded eyes. Chest moving up and down much slower now, glistening in the orange evening glow.

It reminded her of a painting.

"You ready for Ellie to fuck you?" She moved up, leaning down to you in order to give you a kiss. The interaction making you forget the fact that it wasn't over just yet.

"Huh babe?" She asked as she pulled back, holding your cheek in her palm. You nodded at her, leaning into her touch as you did so.

"Roll over for her then."

You did, whining at the feeling of being empty and sore but you continued moving to get onto your stomach without much of a fuss, Abby's hands gripping your hips to lift your ass up.

"Fuck." Ellie muttered as her eyes raked over your fucked out form. Doing so as she came over to kneel behind you, her strap bumping your thigh.

"Look at that pretty pussy, you're all wet for me." The fat tip pressed against you making you shove your face into the pillow that you'd gathered in your arms. "All ready to be full."

She watched in awe as you sucked her in, pushing the silicone cock into your cunt with ease at how horny you still were. Quickly bottoming out and grinning at how your ass looked pressed against the plastic harness.

Abby watched just the same, only from her spot against the headboard where she got to admire how your whole body jerked forward with each of Ellie's thrusts.

Going from slow to quick before your mind had a second to catch up with the rest of you. Squeezing your eyes shut while her movements got deeper and faster while you could only gasp and choke on your own air.

It was their favorite sight. Tits bouncing, skin slapping, the sweat forming on your forehead reminding both of them how long you three had been at this. The room hot and stuffy, thick with the smell of sex.

Your cries and moans were swept away soon after when Ellie grabbed your neck and then your face, squishing your cheeks.

"Look at Abby, look at Abby baby." You met the blondes eyes, her expression blank but her eyes told another story. "What do you say to her for letting you cum?"

"Than–thank you Abby.." You dragged her name out, seeing a smile appear on her lips. "That's a good girl."

"You're taking Ellie so well baby." Abby then said, wiping away your tear stains from your cheeks, caressing your face in her palm. "Yeah? You like when she fucks you like this?"

You nodded exasperated, sniffling in but it was almost inaudible by the loud sounds of skin on skin bouncing off the walls. Filling the room to the brim making it the only thing you could really hear.

"Fuck, you're doing good." Ellie stared down at the fake cock disappearing in and out of you, a white ring forming around the base where your ass met her pelvis. Smearing up and down as you bounced on her.

The silicone bumping into your clit again and again bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm.

Abby's hand then grabbed your ass cheek making you turn to look back to see what they were doing. Barely able to though from how shaky your arms were, and how hard Ellie kept you pressed into the pillows

She was watching how Ellie's strap was being swallowed up by you, both girls smiling to themselves at the sight. Cum soaking your thighs and coating the fake cock.

"You're doing so good babe," "Fuck yeah she is." Abby's fingers then slipped underneath your body, toying with your clit. "She's taking it like a pro, right baby?" Ellie added, her hair sticking to her face.

You muttered an incoherent string of words that neither of them could understand, gripping the sheets until your knuckles went sore and your eyes rolled back

"What was that?" Abby asked, taking her hand away and moving to look at you again, lifting your head from the pillow with her hand.

"Think she's had enough?" Ellie mocked, Abby giving her a look. "Leave her alone, she's been good." But her voice lacked the sincerity that Ellie's lacked as well, but your mind was too far gone to realize it.

"Can–can I cu–cum now please. I'll b–e good, I promise, I promise.." You said it again and again, Abby only staring at your fucked out face and pleading eyes with no readable expression.

"Ellie?" The blonde raised her eyebrow, dropping your head.

"Go ahead pretty girl, but what do you say?"

"Thank you– oh– thank you, thank you–" You said it over and over like a mantra as you came, cum dripping from your cunt and onto the bed while your legs officially gave out.

But Ellie kept you up, shoving you back against the dick while staring forward at your face in Abby's grip. Feeding off of each reaction you had while trying to form sentences that only came out as noises.

Her green eyes then focused on the way you clenched around the toy and cried as you did so. Your entire form finally dropping when she let you go.

It was quiet for a moment, Abby pushing away your baby hairs while kissing your sweaty forehead. Comforting you and quieting your whimpers when Ellie slowly pulled the strap from your abused hole.

"You took that so well babe." Abby spoke as her thumb rubbed comforting circles on your cheek. "Of course she did, she's our good girl." Ellie's head appeared beside yours, her lips lightly kissing your forehead.

"Ain't that right?"

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[octuscle]

"I’d like to know if you could help me! I want to be a professional open bodybuilder (just like Nick Walker, Derek Lunsford), but, at the same rate my muscles grow, so do my male musk (specifically sweat musk from my armpits and cock) - no shower, deodorant or anything else will clean/cover my strong smell - until the point people around me get dizzy with my musk, start to complain and ask me to leave the places. With more muscles and less body fat, more sweating and musk until it reaches a strong level that people start to avoid me from fear of my muscles and my intense gym musk! Could you help me with that? Thanks a lot!". I'd like to have the same experience please and thank you

It's been a while since your parents' neighbor moved out… You always had a bit of a crush on him. Handsome, rich, cultured… But at some point he just disappeared. Your parents said he was now working as a mover or something. They talk about him very contemptuously. It makes you angry. But you're also disappointed that he didn't say goodbye to you. Sure, you're only 18, a teenager, he was a man. But you still expected him to say goodbye.

You come out of school and walk up the stairs, lost in thought, playing with your cell phone. You hear footsteps from upstairs. Heavy footsteps. Even before you see the man the footsteps belong to, you can smell him. The scent is intoxicating. Pure musk. You inhale deeply. And you get a hard-on. And then you see the culprit. A colossus. And if you look closely: your parents' neighbor. "Hello little friend" he says in a booming bass. "Long time no see." He gives you a fist bump. You swallow and can't think of what to say. You just take a deep breath. And you can see your precum forming a big wet spot in your jeans. "Hehehe" says your neighbor. "Not many people can stand the smell of a real man." He raises his arm. Beads of sweat glisten in his armpit hair. Damn, you can't help it. You stick your nose in his armpit. You lick the beads of sweat out of his hair. He kneads your hard-on. You cum in your pants. You hear your mother screaming that the pervert should keep his hands off you. You give each other a deep French kiss. And your former neighbor leaves your house with heavy steps.

Your mother pulls you into the apartment and asks you what has gotten into you. You've shot so much cum that it looks like you've pissed in your pants. Your mother sends you to the shower and collects your clothes in disgust. Even in the shower with shower gel, shampoo and conditioner, even with deodorant and body lotion: you can't get that divine smell out of your nose. And the way your mother looks at you, you seem to stink despite the shower. She sends you to your room. You say that you are an adult. She replies that she doesn't care. Bloody hell, you think. You put your headphones on so you don't have to listen to the nagging. You play a little online. And then you fall asleep. You dream wildly. You wake up to a crash. Your bed has collapsed under your weight. You yawn and stretch. And you sense that something is different. Something is different, but it's very good.

Your bro writes you a message: "Workout in half an hour". Good thing you slept in your workout clothes. That way you don't lose any time. You quickly pack up your things. You don't want to wake your parents. It's nice to be with them from time to time. But you're glad when you get back home to your muscle brother. And your parents are happy when they can finally air the room and get your smell out of the apartment.

Pic found @unboundselves

This story is a sequel to

[vodka-redbull-daily]

November 30th, 2023

Yoday I met up with T-- from SB. we've been talking a little bit back and forth about maybe meeting up, but he would want me to meet up at his place and he lives all the way in L--- V----. that's like an hour from me. although, it is kind of strange that that's fairly close to where I grew up. I used to go to church in that little town and even though my childhood home was a solid 30 minutes away, everything was a solid 30 minutes away. it's country enough for my neighbor to own horses and chickens, so things being widely spaced out is pretty typical.

we met at a place called BJ's. I don't know if that counts as irony or not or maybe just a stupid double entendre that made me giggle. It had been raining a little bit that morning but I hadn't brought an umbrella or anything. mostly because I didn't own one, so I was just a little bit damp as I walked into the restaurant. he looked like his pictures, but his voice didn't seem to match. it was pretty high-pitched and a little snobbish. not nasally, but like you could tell he likes to talk down to people whenever he gets a chance. that being said, he was kind of nice to me. he would like to interrupt me anytime I talked, but I think that's just a man thing.

 we talked for a little bit about what I do for work, about what he does for work, but what I do in my free time. the usual stuff before we finally got into the business side of things. he asked me about how much I expect to make and I said about 350 a week. then he went to details about how he hated it when women asked for so much money right off the bat. he didn't say that right, but he had the attitude of assuming anybody who was outside of his budget was just a gold digger. I find it so weird when men on those sites call women gold diggers. Like…  what did you expect? do you not realize what site you're on?

 I guess my price was good enough for him, because he kept talking to me and didn't just leave. he asked about  when or if I would expect to be paid if we simply went out and did a fun little activity together rather than sleeping together. I explained that if we went out and did something small, like this little lunch meeting, then I would just expect him to cover the bill but not to actually get paid for it. if we need to actually fucking, then I would expect to get paid. he agreed with me on this, again dipping into that area of thinking that any women who expects to get paid it's just a gold digger, and then he talked about trying to invite me to a Renaissance Fair that's happening nearby. He said  he could tell that I would enjoy Renaissance fair, which I feel like is a little bit of a read, but not incorrect. after that, he walked me to my car, of course commented on the stickers, and they went back in to pay the bill.  we'll see if the renaissance fair thing pans out, and even though he was one of the least annoying people that I met with,  Lago Vista is just really hard to drive so I don't know if we're going to be together for much longer.

 later on in the day, R------- texted me and sent me $50 just get some pictures. he didn't even want nudes or anything, just some pictures of me. I sent him some of my stockpile that I have since it takes me forever to actually take a new pictures. I always feel like I look fat, or ugly, or just awkward in any pictures I take. so, I just have a bunch that I send to guys over and over again. honestly,  I haven't run into a problem doing this yet. most guys ghost me before they even ask for more than the pictures I already have taken.  even though he didn't specifically ask for news, he did ask for a picture of my tits later on that night and I sent them. why not? my face isn't in them.

Also, as I was pulling into my parking spot at work, my steering died. like I would turn the wheel but the tires wouldn't spin with it. I texted W---- about it and he sent me some money to get it towed. he also sent me some money  for Ubers back and forth, especially since we have that party coming up on Friday. he talked about helping me change the oil and looking at the car himself since it's been acting funny for so long, but at this point with the steering acting all wonky, it needs to be like that as soon as possible. the only problem with working second shift is that all of the places were closed so I just had to drop it off at some random mechanic, call them, and leave a voicemail explaining the situation as best I could. hopefully, it'll be better in the morning.

Total Earned: $5,570

Body Count: 22

Dick Pics: 20

Videos: 2

Nudes sent: 2

Head Recieved: 3

Head Given: 15

Sex Ranking:

B------

Him

T----

W-----

P------

F----

G---

A---

G--

R--

T------

J--

M--- (x2)

D--

J------

A----

M---

[kidsinsaturn]

Hi ! Can i pls request some oral headcanons (giving and receiving) for Itachi and shisui with a fem s!o? Thank you 💕

oral sex headcanons

[🗼] of course love !! thank you so much for requesting <3

characters: itachi uchiha; shisui uchiha

genre: nsfw

warnings: fem!reader; oral sex; overestimation; slight size kink; fingering; blowjobs;

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-itachi haha he is so flustered !!

-i don't think he would be bold enough to give oral first, he would have to hear it from you before, he is shy ok !! like yea he killed his clan, but he can't just bluntly ask you that question

-so either you tell him that you want his pretty face buried in between your legs, or you ask him if he wants a blowjob

-if you tell him to demolish your pussy with his mouth he will disfunction right away, you need to go soft with this guy awww like asking him nicely yet eagerly "I need you to eat me out" or "I want you in my pussy"

-itachi loves seeing you wanting him that much, he feels so proud of himself and also he feels nice knowing someone loves him aaa uwu

-he is soo good at giving head tho, of course he is itachi and he is good at everything ughh and he will pick up really quick the specific areas that make you see stars

-he knows where the clit is, and my god will he have so much fun with it. he will do anything to make you moan uncontrollably; rub it, pinch it, lick it, suck at it, and if it doesn't hurt you, bite it softly

-he is very good with his fingers as well. itachi has long slightly slender fingers that reach perfectly all your spots. they are perfect for foreplay because they stretch you out so good, preparing you for his cock

-when he is feeling especially soft, he prefers kissing your pussy instead of going feral and making a huge mess, rubbing gently your clit with his thumb

-now when itachi is in the mood for some overstimulation ayyay you'll end up all sweaty with your throat sore for moaning and screaming so much

-you'll have at least two orgasms before he stops. he'll lick your clit vigorously while inserting two of his fingers inside. after you cum, he will lick all your fluids like an animal

-now, itachi prefers giving that receiving, so him eating you out is more frequent than you giving him a blowjob. he still goes crazy

-he is partially quiet during sex, but when you go down on him, mmmm you hear him groan like never before and damn is he hot

-so itachi's dick is long, so unless you have a surprisingly deep throat, then the furthest you take him is half his cock

-he loves seeing you struggle to take all his dick and his adoration for you will just increase to no end

-his head is more sensitive than his balls, so he prefers you to just suck him dry

-i don't think you can make him cum from just a blowjob because he will restrain himself lmao he thinks it will be more romantic if he comes when he is inside you awww

-shisui my chiquitito

-you don't even have to say a word, he WILL do it himself just right away

-i hc that it is more likely you giving head happens first. shisui strikes me as the guy that will have an erection if you two are making out

-so you are probably just kissing and groping each other and ups his friend is wide awake now oh what have you done

-and shisui has to leave soon for a mission but he can't leave with a boner,,,, so he just looks at you with his beautiful big eyes and just asks you if you can blow him

-he is so kind yet so flirty you can't help but agree, so now your first time giving him oral is to get rid of his boner hahah

-shisui has such a fat cock that won't fit easily just like that, you have to bath it with your saliva first ???? \

-if you have a small mouth ayyy baby boy is flustered to no end seeing you take just his head and that is just making him hard again my god he has such a size kink I swear

-so you stroking him, taking him as much as you can while you drool, and looking at him through your lashes is enough to make him cum

-he doesn't mind where his cum goes, either you swallow it or not, he just wants to paint your lovely lips with his white fluid

-he'll love to see you make a mess on his cock, with your spit falling from his tip to his base and just barely touching his balls, he thinks that's art

-shisui will clean everything don't worry, he will also clean your mouth softly

-now when he eats you out heheh

-lover and faithful believer of overestimation, so whether it is before, during, or after getting into real business, he will eat you like a starved animal and just as you made a mess, he will too

-licking and sucking your pussy meticulously while humming so the vibrations drive you crazy. he appreciates when you grab his hair, it tells him that he is doing a great job

-shisui will always be down for playing with your pussy, like if you are in a party or in a bar, you just have to say the magic word and shisui is running behind you, entering with no shame to the ladies restroom so he can eat you out

-you guys don't even have to have sex, shisui's mouth is already giving you so many orgasms that will satisfy you enough

[kiridarling]

"𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐀𝐘𝐒."

izuku midoriya | friends older brother!izuku + college student!reader + f!reader + squirting + size kink + more! minors dni! does this count? as dark content?

— 2.4k words

"It's simple: I'll stuff you full with two fingers, but they only do what simon says. Understand?"

“[Y/N?]”

“Uh, hey Izuku!” You smile, grip tightening around the strap to your bag. Izuku fills the doorway, broad shoulders kissing both sides of the frame, and you can’t help but feel minuscule in comparison. “Kota around?”

Izuku shakes his head, peering over his shoulder for a second before returning his attention to you with a click of his tongue. "Uh, no I think he's out with Eri. They should be back soon though...it's been a few hours."

"Shit," you curse under your breath. Your friend's older brother smiles in apology, biceps straining under his white tee.

"You need something?"

"Yeah," you nod, forcing your eyes back onto his, instead of the broad chest presented at eye-level. "Just my precalc book."

Izuku waits a second, thinking, before his palm claps against the doorframe and he's walking deeper into the house. "Come on in, then! I'm sure he won't mind."

You step into the house after him, and it's...weird. Weird being with your Kota's older brother without Kota there, because despite the thousands of times you've been in your best friend's house and as well as you know the greenette, you and Izuku have never been alone.

"Find it?"

You've been rummaging through Kota's room for a solid ten minutes and somehow still empty-handed, moving slowly in fear you'll see something you can't unsee. And hey, with Kota and Eri dating, anything's possible.

"No," you sigh, ready to give up rather than find a strap-on. "It's fine. I can just come to get it tomorrow or something."

"How soon do you need it?" The greenette asks, his forearms leaning against his younger brother's dresser. You take a seat on Kota's comforter instead, silently hoping you'll find your book by accidentally breaking your tailbone against the damn thing; you're a little disappointed when all your ass comes in contact with is a plush mattress.

"Like, tonight," you grieve, knowing that tomorrow morning, your math grade will suffer severely. "'S fine though. There's always another test."

Izuku snorts at that, crossing the room to take a seat next to you. The bed whines under his weight but doesn't collapse, and you feel a little bad to say you're surprised. Voice full of reminiscence, he sighs, "Ah, the college days."

You giggle, "You act like they're lightyears behind you."

"They might as well be," the greenette shrugs, before reaching behind your waist to steal a pillow. "Couldn't tell you a thing I learned."

You shrug trying to remember the last time you’ve felt prepared for a test, “Neither can I.”

Izuku chuckles and nods, though you’re convinced it’s because he has nothing to say. An awkward silence takes possession of the room by the neck, and you shift awkwardly, unsure of what to say that could give you an excuse to leave, or at least redirect his strange yet heavy gaze. As Izuku licks his lips, you notice how close you two actually are, as he's big to the point where your shoulders almost brush, but not quite.

"How um, hows your boyfriend?"

You scoff at that, but you suppose it's been a while since you and the greenette have talked one on one—and the last time you had, you weren't single.

"Oh uh, he's fine, I guess," you brush it off with a shrug and a wave, cringing at the thought of how that ended. "I don't know. We broke up a while ago, so."

"Oh sorry!" Izuku flushes and throws a hand over his mouth, and you giggle.

"You're fine. He was an asshole anyway," you chuck a laugh, but it's not really that funny. Frankly, he's left too many emotional scars to count, along with the ones healing from past exes. "I...don't have a good reputation when it comes to picking boyfriends."

“So, I’ve heard—no offense,” he says sheepishly, though you don't blame him. You've definitely had a few surprise visits caused by a nasty break-up or two, knowing this is the place you'll probably find both of your best friends hiding out. When Izuku speaks again, it’s borderline awkward as his eyes dart around the room, cheeks puffed and lips pursed in apprehension. “Found...anyone new?”

You frown, “Anyone new.”

“Yeah!” Izuku exclaims, and it’s almost encouraging. “Like a new boyfriend.”

“Oh,” you laugh, shaking your head. “Um, no. Like I said, I don’t have much luck with that type of stuff.”

Izuku snorts, rolling his eyes before he’s adjusting himself to lay on the pillow, half of his body upright. “I bet you do. You might not realize it, but you do.”

Now it’s your turn to snort and roll your eyes, leaning back on your hands with a huff. "You're just being nice, Izuku."

"No, seriously!" He props himself higher so you can see he really is serious, evergreen eyes locked and deadset, "Like—okay, and this might be a TMI or something, but how do they, y'know, and then be dicks, y'know?"

"They don't."

"They don't...what?"

"They don't...make me cum," you heave with great depression, despite the seemingly surface-level complaint. With wrists tightening around your ankles, you hate uncomfortably in the silence, and watch Izuku's mouth open and close, before it opens and closes again.

"Like...never?"

"No." You give him a weird look.

"But what about your last boyfriend? I thought he—"

"I don't know what you're looking for, Izuku," you chuckle, shaking your head. The greenette seems more pained than he is shocked, eyes wide with a big fat pout in place of a neutral face. "It's not like I haven't had an orgasm before. Just...not with someone else."

"That's not the same!" Izuku defends, slowly becoming more animated than you've ever seen him. "It's like...more passionate with another person, you know? And that makes everything a whole lot hotter."

"Thanks," you huff, mood souring more than it already has. Izuku's mouth stills once he realizes what he's essentially bragging, guilt clouding his face. As you exhale out of your nose, you can't escape feeling bad for snapping. "Look. I'm perfectly fine with being the only person to be able to make myself cum. It's not that deep."

"You sound like you expect no one to be able to," Izuku snorts with a raised eyebrow, shoulders bumping against yours. "You've just...had bad boyfriend luck. That doesn't mean no one's capable of doing it."

"Well," you click your tongue bitterly, because you've heard all of this before, and you're utterly tired of hearing it. "They've been able to make all their exes orgasm. And it's not like it even matters, relationships aren't abou—"

"I could do it."

"I—" you blink, shaking your head at the pure audacity of his request? Suggestion? Comment? Whatever the fuck. "Excuse me?"

"I—wait, listen," Izuku rushes like you're getting ready to book it the fuck out of there, sitting upright so his body is turned to yours. "You're...it's...I've been told I'm good with my fingers, right?"

And what a way to start a story.

"Izuku, in the nicest way, every guy is like this," you scoff, "He thinks he's all that just because a chick or two said you made her feel really good. I don't need to fake another orgasm."

"You won't have to," Izuku purrs cockily, leaning forwards on his hands and making you wonder where all of this is coming from. "Let's play a game of simon says, yeah?"

"Simon—" your chest collapses with a giggle of pure disbelief, "I'm not that much younger than you, you know."

"I wouldn't be offering if you were," the greenette reasons, eyes growing dark slowly, if any. "Yes or no?"

"What's the catch?" You bargain and Izuku huffs a laugh. You can feel it on your face.

"No catch, Pretty," he hums, and you can feel the vibrations in your fingers. "It's simple: I'll stuff you full with two fingers, but they only do what simon says. Understand?"

You gulp as Izuku lifts a hand—and a very large one, at that—and it's jagged and rough with scars and bulky knuckles. His free hand makes you grab his wrist and you're fingertips barely touch, but you’re pulling his hand south by your own volition.

“Gotta take your pants off first,” he chuckles, and you flush red. That would be helpful, yes.

It doesn't take long before they're off though, flung towards a corner somewhere—and this is when you realize that maybe, you shouldn't do this on Kota's bed.

"Izuku maybe we shoul—"

But before you can say anything else, he's pushing your panties to the side and shoving both fingers into you at once, eyebrows folding as he groans under his breath from the sensation.

"So wet already? Clearly, someone likes this more than they let on."

"I—what the fuck happened to simon says!" You yelp, but his fingers don't move. Izuku just beams like the deceptive asshole he is.

"Game starts now," is all he says, and you're huffing, propping yourself up on your elbows. Izuku's fingers might as well have knocked the wind out of you, lungs struggling to find room to breathe as he curls his fingers to tap directly onto your g-spot with worrying precision.

"Simon says um, move please," you grunt out. Izuku's fingers stay still, and you frown, kicking him in the thigh. "Hey, I sai—"

"You gotta be more specific than that, Pretty,” he says with a grin. You snarl. "Tell me what you want me to do to you."

"I..." you start, but it's fucking embarrassing, and you know Izuku feels you twitch around him when you say: "Can you um, fuck me with your fingers."

He doesn't move.

"Simon says fuck me with your fingers, asshole," you grunt with narrowed eyes, though they widen when he starts to pump his fingers in and out, chuckling when you shiver from the dexterity.

Except, his fingers move painfully slow, and you find yourself gritting your teeth at the speed when he doesn't make an effort to go any faster. You click your tongue—he's really going to make you request everything, isn't he?

"Simon says faster," you growl with a challenge burning in your eyes, and Izuku meets them with equal fire, fingers finally forgetting their torturous pace for a much quicker one. Finally.

"Fuck! Simo—simon says right t-there," your legs spread wider and Izuku makes more room for himself in between. He hums with dark eyes as you whimper and whine his name, writhing in his younger brother's sheets like they belong to him—like you belong to him.

"I wanna touch you all the time, you know," Izuku grunts before cursing at the sight of your wetness around his fingers. "Make you feel good, make you mine. I don't think Kota would approve, though."

"We don—" you wheeze and he places a hand next to your head, towering over you. The angle only gets better, your hands digging into the sheets as Izuku's fingers curl just right. "We don't have to tell him."

Izuku chuckles at that, chest rumbling as he leans in closer to the point where your noses nearly touch. "You dirty fucking girl."

You moan at that, hips bucking into his hand. You're so close and yet you need more, something else to push you over the edge for good. With a whimper behind a bitten lip, you say, "S-Simon says rub my clit."

Izuku's thumb falls upon your clit and you squeal from the amount of initial pressure, thighs jolting from the white-hot waves that pump through your bloodstream as his thumb moves in small, ever-quickening circles that have you gripping for Kota's comforter for dear life.

"Iz—Izuku I'm gonna—g-gonna cum," you pant, and he's ripping his hands away before you can even reach a hint of the edge. You glare at him out of pure and utter betrayal, and he beams.

"Simon didn't say, did he?"

Your mouth flies open before your brain has time to process it all, "Simon says make me cum, p-please, I need to—fuck!"

Izuku's stuffing you full with his fingers in an instant and his thumb returns to its rightful place.

"Yeah? You gonna cum for me, Pretty?" His hands somehow find the energy to speed up to the point where the clap of his palm against your pussy fills the room, slowly being replaced by a lewd squelch as you tighten around him. He chuckles when all you can do is whimper, grappling for his big shoulders as he says, "Oh, yes she is. So fucking close I can feel it."

You let out a broken moan and in a blink you're squirting, body buzzing as you make a big wet mess of Kota's sheets. It doesn't even register how screwed you two are because you're too busy wading waist-deep in the sea of Izuku's eyes, chest heaving in time with his as he gives you a look of pure awe. Not at what you've done, per se, but at you, and that's when you understand it—the passion.

"We should uh, probably clean up," Izuku flushes as he chuckles, cheeks pressing into the crescents of his face, and you find yourself smiling along with him. With a final click, he pulls his fingers out, gesturing to a circular wet spot on his now see-through shirt. "You made quite a mess."

Fuck the passion.

You shove your fists into his chest and Izuku laughs, pushing your hands away with his one dry free hand, wiping the wet one on Kota's sheets.

"Izuku!" You gasp, looking at the new and improved addition to your mess. The greenette shrugs.

"What? We're going to have to clean it anyway," he shrugs before assuming the dry spot to your right and nestling his forearms in the pillow to peck you on the forehead. Then he freezes.

"I uh...am I allowed to do that?"

You roll your eyes, grabbing him by his squirt-soaked shirt to pull him into a kiss. Izuku hums at that, suppressing the urge to smile as his big hands find their way to your waist. He's an annoyingly good kisser

"No, you're not," you say with swollen lips once you pull away. Izuku grins, teeth digging into his bottom lip as his eyes flutter to yours for a moment, before they're staring into your soul again.

"I like you," he boldly states, albeit quietly, like he's talking to your eyes and nothing else. "Like, a lot."

"I—" You start, but you're interrupted by a click of a lock and the sound of the front door opening. Shit.

"Oi! We're home, Izuku!"

[thatgoblin]

Inadequate - Chris Redfield x Reader (G/N)

Requested by @phoenixofthevalley

Summary: You're not feeling the best about your body and Chris takes notice.

Usually you're pretty good at loving yourself. You've gotten better over the years, not picking yourself apart till you're in tears and refuse to wear what you want. Most of the time you're happy to wear that dress or that shirt that may be tight and form fitting, but sometimes. . .

Sometimes when you're out with Chris, your boyfriend, your partner, your best friend, you stand out in ways you'd rather not. The man was a mountain of muscle that wasn't for looks. He had a job to do and was good at it. That was why he was so big, not going to the gym for 4 hour work outs twice a day, no it was functional muscle that wouldn't leave him only looking big and tough.

Because of his size, everything he wore was tight fitting. He couldn't help it, even got frustrated by it as it forced him to buy more expensive clothes so things fit right. You always told him that he looked good no matter what, even if he was in a unicorn onesie giving you that Chris Redfield scowl he would look good. He would say it to you too, but you knew better.

Right then you especially knew better. You'd gone up a size in jeans and were having a hard time fitting into the ones you had. How had you gained weight? Specifically in that one spot that made buttoning your jeans so friggen hard? You already had belly rolls that you tried to hide with flattering shirts or dresses that made getting dressed difficult, now your jeans were becoming a terror.

You had wanted to wear a pair of jeans and a tank top, on account of the hot weather, but the sight of the fat on your biceps and the way it dipped into your elbows and jiggled at every movement had you grabbing for a long sleeved shirt instead. Now the jeans were were making you put off going outside all together. Throwing them in the floor, you saw the spots on the inside of the thighs where they rubbed together when you wore them were so frayed they were basically holes. If you did wear them, you'd end up chaffed and sore.

So you stood there in your underwear as you looked at your clothes and wondered your worth. Why would anyone like you if you just looked like 'you could be good looking if you weren't so fat?' Maybe less fat around your face and you wouldn't look like that chubby German kid from Willy Wonka. You could be cute, but in the same way a pug was. You were so ugly you were cute.

Glancing at the clock, you and Chris were supposed to go to dinner with Carlos and Jill, but the thought of seeing the other two with their equally fit bodies in clothes you could never wear had you feeling nauseous.

"Hey, you almost ready? I promised Jill we weren't going to run late this time," Chris called from the living room.

"I'm not feeling that well babe, you can go without me though," you called back as you pulled out an extra baggy shirt and gym shorts. They were comfortable, but you couldn't wear them to dinner. It was at a kinda nice place and everyone would be dressed up. You would feel even more like a sore thumb.

"What's wrong?" Chris asked as he came into the bedroom as he worked his belt through his jeans loops. "You don't feel good?"

"Yeah. I think maybe it was something that I had earlier," you said, pulling on the shorts and shirt without looking at him. You didn't see him eyeing the pile of clothes you had already tried on and threw on the bed or floor, knowing you better than you knew yourself sometimes.

"Maybe it was something in the laundry? It would explain why it looks like the dryer exploded in here," he said as he slowly started to pick up the clothes.

"Here, sorry," you said, moving to pick things up so he didn't have to.

"You wanna talk about what's really going on?" He asked, helping you fold and hang your clothes.

"I. . . Nothing fits right!" I cried, nearly breaking down into tears. "I can't fit into freaking jeans that fit last week and they're ruined anyways because I wore holes into the thighs and the rest of my jeans are dirty but they probably don't fit either! I don't have any dress pants or a dress or anything else to wear besides gym shorts and my arms are too big and flabby and gross! I mean, I don't understand why you're with me sometimes."

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked, pausing mid shirt hanging.

"It means I don't know why you're with the ugly, fat person when you could be with someone like Jill or Carlos or Leon. They fit in with you better than I do," you said, sniffling as you angrily wiped tears from your face. "If any emergency happens, you can't wait for me. I can't run as fast as you or lift as much. I'm useless! You wouldn't be able to carry me if I got hurt or if we're in a tight place you'd have to leave me behind and I wouldn't blame you. It would be better for you if you-Chris!"

In the middle of your self deprecating ramble, Chris moved over to you and lifted you up with the smallest of grunts. His hands grabbed hold of your ass as you quickly wrapped your arms around his neck and your legs around his hips.

"You saying I'm not strong enough to take care of you?" He asked, looking at you in the eyes. His voice was firm, unwavering and stern without being loud. "That I can't and won't do everything I can to keep you safe and happy and loved? All because you're fat?"

You winced a bit at that. You hadn't meant to imply that he was a bad person and no one really called you fat. It was a fact, you were fat, but no one really said it. Big Boned or fluffy or more cushion for pushin. But not fat.

"I don't care that you're fat, Y/N. It doesn't make you a bad person or ugly or anything negative. It's just your body and you should be proud of it. I am. I fucking worship it and will keep worshipping it even if you think I shouldn't. Not everyone is built like me or Carlos or Jill or Leon and you shouldn't have to be. You don't run around the world on missions trying to stop bio terrorism and I don't want you to either. I'm not an example to lead by. I'm this way so you don't have to be. Not everyone can or should be built like me and it's one of the things I love about you. You're not built like me, you're soft and warm and my home."

"Chris. . ." You said softly, sniffling more at his words of admiration and praise than of your own hurt.

"I want you no matter how big you get or how little you get. You are more than your body, you are stars and space and love and kindness and everything I want to protect and hold close. You don't have to be pleasant to everyone's eyes because it's not about pleasing them. It's about you understanding and accepting yourself. If you want to go to the gym and work out, I'll go with you and cheer you on and fight with you every step of the way. If you want to just enjoy being alive, I'll be right there with you," he said, pressing his forehead against yours.

"You're too good to me," you said with a softly chuckle, smiling as he returned it.

"No, you're too good to me. Our bodies don't dictate who we are. Fat or skinny, you're still you and you are an amazing person that I love dearly. So please, be kinder to yourself," he said.

"Okay," you said with a nod.

"Now, how about I help you pick out an outfit? Jill will probably be expecting us to be late," he said with a soft chuckle.

"That sounds like a good idea," you said. "But. . ."

"But what?"

"I'm gonna need you to put me down first."

[gayaristocrat]

Beauty

Pairing: Jason Momoa x Chubby Male Reader

‼Author’s Note‼: This is my first time specifically writing for chubby reader, so I hope I got this right. If not, then I'm so sorry. Also if there are any parts missing, or any parts I forgot to finish writing, or any errors/spelling errors at all, then PLEASE let me know so I can fix it ASAP.

‼Warnings‼: Mentions of body insecurities, mentions of body shaming, and slight mentions of starvation, usage of the word fat

Summary: Sometimes being in love with someone can do more harm than good, but if the love is strong enough, then the relationship will always survive and overcome it.

Request: Maybe Jason and his Husband are having a nice dinner and get interrupted by paparazzi. Jason’s husband is not really known to the public, having only been mentioned on Jason’s social media and interviews and stuff.

Tags: @marilynmonroefanfics

Word Count: 3,000+

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Being married to the Jason Momoa was nothing less than a dream come true for you, it was everything you could ever want, but sometimes, it did come with it's challenges.

But this was a challenge you were not prepared for at all.

One thing people knew about Jason was that he was a hard worker, he would spend all day at work, working on upcoming movies, short films, or other projects and such.

Him being gone for extreme amounts everyday was normal, and it gave you the opportunity to take care of things around the house before he got home.

Whether it be cooking, cleaning, laundry, or just simply watching tv, but there was only so much you could do before you finished everything and had nothing left to do, leaving you bored and alone.

After sitting down and talking to Jason about things, he did feel terribly guilty and decided to take off of work for couple of days to spend time with you.

Since Jason knew you stay at home all day tending to the house, he suggested that you both eat out at a restaurant instead of at home, and that's exactly what you both did.

So you both got dressed (and by that I mean regular clothes, some sunglasses and a baseball cap to keep attention off of you both. Idk why celebrities think that's enough to disguise them, but just follow along for the plot) and made your way out to the car.

After driving for a little while, Jason took notice of you kept looking out of the window and tightly clenched your hands in your lap every once in a while, and it made him concerned. "(Male Name), I know we don't go out much, and I know you don't like being in public much either, but I honestly think this will be good for the both of us. Ya' know? We finally have a chance to get out and get some fresh air, in a fresh environment. You don't have anything to be nervous of, okay?" Hearing his encouraging words made you feel better and nod a quiet 'okay' in his direction, knowing he'd be there with you, But even though his words were filled with nothing but affectionate, it couldn't eliminate the nagging feeling in the back of your head telling you to just 'go back home and eat there' , but you being you, and wanting to get out for a change, chose to ignore the voices sat quietly in the car as he drove.

Finally making it to (Restaurant Name), Jason pulls into the parking lot, parks the car into an empty spot, and puts the gear in park. He then takes his foot of of the break and takes the keys out of the car and looks over at you to make sure you were ready before you walked in. Seeing you were still pretty anxious and on the edge, he reaches over and puts a comforting grasp on your hands. The sudden touch from his big rough hands catches you off guard and makes you jump a little. You shyly turn to look at him, only to see him with a concerned and caring smile on his face.

His bright green eyes, brownish-hazel colored hair and long beard, and the scar that decorated his eyebrow all complimented his messy, rough-around-the-edge and disheveled look he always managed to keep up, and without fail, it always managed to take all worries and fears away, completely. Every time you looked at him, you would fall in love with him all over again. He took notice of how your hand relaxed, then everything else relaxed too. Your shoulders fell down which now hurt from being tense, your eyebrows stopped furrowing and you finally managed to sit back in your seat.

"Trust me, everything will be okay. Let's enjoy this time while we have it, okay hun?"

"But Jason, what if-"

Before you could finish your sentence, Jason shuts you up by quickly leaning in with a heartfelt kiss, his beard scratching your chin and upper lip as he does.

"Please (Male Name), don't worry about it."

---------Small Time Skip---------

Both of you are now sitting inside the restaurant and were seated at a booth next to the window. You both were given menu's and were looking at the selections of food trying to decide on what to eat. After a couple of minutes the waiter approached your table with a pen and notepad. The approach of another person made both Jason and you pull down your hats and push up your sunglasses so people won't notice you.

"Good evening, my name is Liam and I will be your waiter for tonight. What would you guys like off of the menu?"

"Can I get a uh, garlic butter herb steak foil packet, along with a Guinness beer please. That'll be all for me."

"Okay, and anything for you sir?" The waiter says turning to you.

"I will just take a light salad, thank you"

After finishing your order, you feel eyes digging at your head which made you look up, only to see Jason's disappointed face.

"Actually, he'll take a (Favorite Food and Favorite Drink)" Jason says, stopping the waiter from writing down the order you placed.

"But Jason, I don't need all of-"

"That'll be all thank you" Jason says interrupting your attempt to go against the order he placed for you. The waiter wrote everything down on the notepad he was carrying and then took your menu's, he then put the notepad inside the pocket of his apron and made his way to the back room to prepare the food. After the waiter disappears into the back, you looks in Jason's direction and furrow your eyebrows in frustration as he just disregards your protest. Leaning forward you whisper to him in an irritated tone.

"Jason, you know I don't like to eat a ton of food like that. It means a lot to me that your concerned about what I eat, but I would also really appreciate it if you'd respect my decision"

Hearing you say this made Jason feel a little taken aback by your sudden tone. He only does stuff like this because he really loves and cares about you. He knows that you have been trying to eat less and go on fasting diets more frequently. Jason always respects you and the decisions you make, but when it comes to your diet, sometimes you don't make the best decisions and he has to step in every now and then. Jason only wanted you to eat more because when he was on set for Aquaman, he had to figure out a diet to get in shape. Upon doing his research, he stumbled upon many articles where they talked about how certain eating habits were very dangerous. He remembered about you having low self-esteem and wanting to eat less, thinking it would make you loose weight. But even though he tried to stop you the first time, you didn't listen to him, which in turn only made you extremely sick, and Jason didn't want that again. SO he promised himself that he will do everything he can to prevent it from happening again.

Pretty soon your waiter comes back with your food in hand, apologizing for the long wait while setting your food down, along with your drinks (I know they serve drinks first okay, leave me alone). Then, after setting everything up, your waiter gives a slight bow and excuses himself to retreat back to the room.

You both start to eat your food in silence, as the atmosphere between you two became slightly tense. Jason only wanted you to realize how important your health was. He could tell that you were fasting all day today, not only because your stomach was lightly growling earlier in the car, but also because of how much you are obviously enjoying the food.

Out of nowhere, a bright light flashed on the other side of the window, catching you and Jason off guard, but you both tried to ignore it. Unsurprisingly, it seemed like nothing was going right for you two today, because more and more flashes kept coming in your direction, which could only mean one thing. The fucking paparazzi.

"Shit, they found us"

Thinking quickly, Jason slammed a $50 bill on the table, gets up form his seat and grabs your hand, dragging you out of the restaurant and straight to the car. As soon as you both exited the building, a whole crowd of paparazzi with flashing cameras rushed over to you like a swarm of wasps, not giving you the chance to escape without them following.

(I cant come up with good paparazzi questions, so I tried to look some up, but the ask some truly dumb questions, so leave me alone😭)

"Jason, Jason, who's this guy you're with!?"

"Jason, what were you two eating in there?"

More and more question kept coming, as as seconds go by, they were getting very personal and invasive. It didn't make it any better since the walk to the car was a long distance away and wherever you tow went, they followed. Jason felt you tightly grip his hand and you try blocking your face so they couldn't get any pictures of you. You weren't known to the public at all, and you wanted to keep it that way, since you wanted to stay out of the spotlight. He's only ever brought you up in interviews a few times, and even then, he always kept you anonymous and refused to say your name when people asked. Even on his social media, he would address you as his 'significant other'. Jason's grip tightens on your hand and he pulls you in front of him, shielding you from the paparazzi getting any photos of you as they followed behind him as they continued to harass him with questions.

"Jason, I see you're holding hands with him and you both have the same rings around your fingers!"

"Is this your husband? It seems like he could loose a little weight don't you think? Possibly a lot more than a little ya' know? Haha"

This was the last straw for Jason. Without a second thought, he swings back and slams his fist into one of the paparazzi's face making a loud crunching nose echo into the parking lot. The man falls to the ground groaning and holding his bleeding nose in pain as his camera crashes on the ground, shattering into multiple pieces. The shouting crowd got louder from shock and the flashing lights quickened, but soon, the guy on the floor was quickly forgotten about, as they were all set on one mission. Jason quickly shields you again, protecting you from the nonconsensual attention. It upsets him that he had to show that side of him, he's always been known to never hurt a fly, but what he just did contradicted that point of view. He never wanted or planned on hurting one of them, but when that guy spoke bad about his husband, Jason instantly went into protective mode, and he had to put him in his place.

You both finally arrived to the car and Jason, being the gentleman he is, opened the passenger door letting your shaking figure inside. He makes sure to give you a quick peck on the forehead and shuts the door and makes is way to his side and getting in. Before he could close the door, one of the paparazzi's asked.

"Jason, is your husband you've been hinting in your interviews?"

'Fuck it!' Jason though in his head as he closed the door. He placed his hand on the back of your neck and pushed it to where you faced him. He brought both yours and his head together, catching you off guard and smashed your lips together in a heated kiss. He was tired of hiding his husband from the world. He was tired of not being able to being you wherever he went. He was tired of not being able to hold you and love you in public. Jason wanted to do thinks that normal couples did, he wanted carelessly to hold your hand while walking down the street and cuddle you in public. He respected that you didn't want to be in public eye, but he just couldn't take it anymore. If you wanted to be upset at him when you got home, then he'd be fine with that. If you wanted to divorce him because of this, then he's have to respect what you wanted.

He pulled back from the kiss, only to have you chase his lips and whimper when he didn't kiss you back again. He gently pushed you back in your seat, he gave a quick smile to the paparazzi, and started the car to make his way home.

After arriving home, you both went inside and went straight to the bedroom, tired. You both quietly change into your night clothes, you into some shorts and a baggy shirt, and Jason into a pair of sweatpants and shirtless.

"(Male Name), I uh...Im, Im sorry for-"

"Jason, please, let's not talk about it tonight. I'm tired and I just want to go to bed."

Hearing those words from your mouth instantly made his heart sting. Did he go to far? Mabey Jason was just being dramatic and you really were just tired, right? Deciding not to press the situation further, he let it go like you wanted. You both get under the covers and lay your backs to each other.

As time goes on, you couldn't help but feel bad as well. Mabey it was you that was being dramatic. It didn't make any sense that you were mad at him, it's not like he's the one who called the paparazzi. They were the ones who just showed up on their own and kept barging in on your lives, and on top of that, that man made that horrendous comment about your weight. They were the ones who you really needed to be mad at.

'It seems like he could loose a little weight don't you think? Possibly a lot more than a little ya' know?'

You could feel heat rise to your face, and your vision gets blurry. Your hands start grabbing your stomach, squeezing and pulling it. The more and more you thought about what he said, the more tears trickled down your face. More memories flooded your mind, this wasn't the first time someone said anything about you. Even when you were a child you were made fun of, and it didn't end when you got older. You weren't tall, you weren't skinny. You were just short and fat, just like everyone called you. A choked sob escaped your mouth, and you quickly covered your mouth with your hand to keep them in and not wake Jason. It was so unfair!

You tried everything that people recommended, and nothing worked. Working out, fasting, keto, liquid diets, morning and nightly runs, portions, meal skips, fruit diets, and the list goes on and on and on. But whatever you tried, you couldn't lose any weight. Suddenly, all of a sudden everything stopped as you felt arms gently wrap around you and pull you into a strong hard chest.

"Stop putting yourself down, honey bun." He says, gently kissing your neck and pulling you in tighter. You let out a breathy laugh, it always made you smile when he called you that. You turned around in the bed and wrapping your arms around him to cuddled closer as you enjoyed his warmth and kissed the tattoo on his chest. He softly grabbed your chin and lifted your face up so you'd look into his eyes.

Jason's face softened when he saw your tear stained face and your bloodshot eyes. He raised his other hand and wiped the falling tears from your eyes as you hiccupped every now and then.

Both you and Jason spent the night holding, loving, and comforting the other before falling asleep, and leaving all of your worries behind.

For now, at least.

---------The Next Day---------

The next morning you were awaken by the sweet smell of (Favorite Breakfast Food), accompanied with the constant dinging from the notifications on your phone.

Leaning up in bed, you grabbed your phone and unlocked it to see what all the twitter notifications were about. While scrolling through your twitter feed, all you saw was people talking about Jason. Deciding to dive deeper, you tap on the trending page and see him once again, except this time, he was #1 on trending. You tapped on the hashtag and the headlines, especially the comments, made your heart stop.

Every scroll through the trending page was nothing but news outlets, talk shows, and fans talking about you and Jason getting caught on your night out. But the comment section, it was the worst place of all. Countless people were not only talking about how Jason married a guy, but worst of all, they just kept talking about your body, which hurt the most. They were ruthless, degrading, and taunting. You wanted to look away, but your eyes were glued to the screen, and your thumb kept scrolling against your will. Sometimes you swear that Jason can read you thoughts and feelings, because before you can turn your phone off, he swiped it out of your hands and read the comments and watched some of the videos. You soundlessly curled yourself into a fetal position and pulled the blanket closer to you as you heard the voices from your phone, your stomach beings to growl from the smell of the food Jason cooked and brought into the bed room, but refusing to eat, believing you were undeserving of it.

"So apparently yesterday, the paparazzi managed to catch photos and videos of a certain famous Aquaman and Game of Thrones star, dining out with his husband, whom we finally get to see for the first time, and lets take a look at those photos-" The talk show hose spoke "-now, let me just start by asking Jason, what the hell man? You are a buff and attractive looking man, who constantly has women practically throwing themselves at you, and you decide to deny all of them and settle not only for a man, but a man whose short and fat. Now, I mean no disrespect, but like come on dude, you can do so much better. And on top of all of this, you punch one of the paparazzi for basically saying the truth. Do you not see anything wrong with this marriage?"

The comments never stopped coming, and is deeply angered Jason. Now, Jason was never the type of guy to get easily angered by things, or lashed out at anyone. You can disrespect him all you want, but when you start to disrespect his dear sweet husband, all kindness goes out the window.

"Oh hell no" Jason shouted, and began to angrily post a tweet on his own phone

"Today my husband and I discovered how cruel people can really be, and it is very sad. Not only was our beautiful date night interrupted, but we were also followed and had photos taken of us without any given consent. All of you so called 'fans' who follow me, are nothing but disgusting and ugly people inside and have nothing better to do than bully such a sweet innocent human being like my husband, or anyone who don't fit your 'standards' for that matter. There is a very thin line from stating your opinion and just being a flat out bitch, and every single one of you have crossed that line. You all are nothing but toxic people who are fucking bullies. You all disgust me. I hope all of you get help, because you really do need it, seriously. From the way that you all have been acting, including talk show hosts, just shows how much society is really lacking in certain areas, and it needs to be fixed immediately. But I really do thank the people who support us, and who are just basically being descent human beings and sticking up for us, I really means a lot to (Male Name) and I. Thank you so much for the love and support for those who have and will continue to send it out to us. Now my husband may be a thicc boi, and bite sized, but I love every inch and pound on his body, and there is noting anyone can say that'll change my mind. I don't understand how me being married to him will effect your life in any way, because your not married to him, so why do you care? Leave me and my husband alone, and if you are brave enough to say anything like that in person and I am around to hear it, that paparazzi will not be the only one with a broken nose. And it's not a threat, its a promise. Stop fat shaming, it will never pass the vibe check. And that's on what?..periodt!"

Jason says finishing his statement and tweeting the video. He then looks over and sees the bed sheet tremble and shake as laughter erupted from underneath. Jason tosses his phone on top of the other side of the blanket and giggles while walking to the end on the bed, picking up the sheet and crawling underneath it. When he gets to your stomach he gently kisses it as he continues his journey up. His hands start touching and squeezing your stomach, causing you to continue laughing from the tickling touch. Jason finally reaches your face and lovingly kisses you on the lips while gazing into your (Color) eyes.

"I love you so much honey bun. No matter what people say about they way you look, I'll never stop loving you"

You lift your arms and wrap them around his neck.

"I will never stop loving you either Jason, but sometimes you cam be so cringe and its so fucking funny" You say laughing again.

"What? If you can't pass the vibe check, then you can't sit with us, periodt!"

"Hehehe, shut up and kiss me...Aquaman"

He loved the way you were, the way your body was shaped. Every time you made a negative comments about your weight or your height, he'd always say things such as 'There's only more of you for me to love' and 'I would rather prefer you to be short, I like how my shirts look big on you when you wear them' . When you first started dating Jason, you did everything you could possibly do to hide your body, but now, you didn't feel the need to do that anymore. After the shocking news of Jason being married to you, you both decided to finally be more open about everything, and it made you happier than ever.

You both held hands wherever you went. Every time Jason went on interviews and you were brought up in the conversation, he would melt just be such a huge softie for you, he'd say

"Yes, that's my husband, (Male Name), my cute little cinnamon roll. My adorable, lovable honey bun🥰."

[marchioness-caprina]

You Like Me Not?

Pairings : Takami Keigo (Hawks) x Reader

Writing Style : 3rd Person

Warnings : Mild Cussing

Word Count 3290

3rd Person's POV

" Hawks. I'll ask you Nicely ok? Can you Please Please keep your distance from That New hero in your agency? That Foxy bimbo bitch what's her name again? " Y/n ranted narrowing her eyes towards Keigo who was casually lounging down on the couch with an amused look on his face.

" Now now Little Dove, I can't avoid her if you don't even know her name. But if I must say it then... Hmm" Keigo's eyes gleamed mischievously at the female in front of him as he uttered a word that made y/n go red with anger .

" Enchantress? "

" Keigo. " Y/n gave him a stern look and he just laughed at her face like it was a joke.

" Listen Kid. Looks like you gotta have another reality check. I can't avoid her because.... " Keigo paused his eyes never leaving y/n's angered face.

" Because? " Y/n growled impatiently as she crossed her arms.

" 1. We're Not even dating but here you are acting like you're MY girlfriend when you're clearly you're.... Not. " Keigo chuckled and y/n who knew that it was a fact flinched; feeling as if a million bricks were dropped on top of her head. The way he said it was like a harsh blow to the gut but she kept her usual strong expression.

" 2. We're working under the same agency so getting paired up with her isn't avoidable... Plus as her hero name states... She is enchanting " Keigo's smirk only grew as y/n's face became flushed with anger. Her eyes burning up dangerously as she gave a venomous glare at Keigo.

" And last but not the least... 3. I'm not interested in a first year kid. So chances of the two of us of ever dating is a Big fat No. Plus I think Enchantress is a lot more prettier than the average and if you ask me... I'd go after adults like her than Kids like you so stop acting like we're---" Although Keigo's Tone was indeed playful and the smirk on his face made it even more clearer. His words stung like hell.

Y/n who was visiting their agency and went straight up to his office to complain had taken in the harsh damages and blows. Yes she may be a first year brat in U.A but was it really terrible to love someone older than her by a few years?.

Apparently she was a little naive in terms of love so when Keigo saved her when she was still in middle school she fell in love. Who wouldn't? He's got undeniable charms, a pretty face , a well sculptured figure but most of all. He made her feel safe and protected, setting she never felt before so when she finally began studying in U.A she decided to pursue Hawks so it was very common for her to come by the agency. Almost everyone knows who she is by now.

So this was the usual; but it was the first time she walked out on Keigo who was still Talking.

Because it was honestly too much. After she confessed to him and started pursuing him, Keigo decided to be a Jerk and gave her a very hard time. When she'd come over to give him lunch he'd purposely fly away and call her to deliver it to a specific place but when she gets there he calls her again to either say that she was taking too long and left or he had 'accidentally' gave the wrong address and he needs her to send it on this one instead.

And he keeps doing that everytime. He even went as far as to go to another town to have her chasing him like a madman. Yet her determination never faltered. Something Hawks had came to acknowledge her for.

He sends her on wild goose chases and one time he gave her 3 wrong addresses even though he was only sitting in his office the whole time.

And if people think his wings are sharp then his words are sharper. He may be sweet to the media or the other people outside but when talking to her, his words are venomous, sarcastic, and over all it's just rude and pretty painful to hear.

How y/n had managed to stand strong until now was a mystery and everyone in the agency had grew to respect her for this but also carrying a little hatred for Hawks who purposely plays with her.

Keigo who was left in his office was speechless, he blinked a few times and even pinched himself to see if he was dreaming and when he found out that he wasn't he gave out a sigh.

It was quiet, far too quiet. His mind drifted off to y/n who had stormed out of his office awhile ago. Yes he was very much aware of the cruel treatment he was giving her but that's only because he wanted to see how persistent this girl was with her love for him, he thought she'd give up within the second time but when she never did he grew even more intrested and began testing her a lot more than intended and when he found out that her affection for him was too strong.

He didn't know what to do and began running away like a coward. It was wrong in so many levels. She was younger than him not to mention she's still studying in U.A, His job isn't necessarily designed to have a normal life and finding love and making a family IS normal, and he might die one day and he didn't want her to carry the burden of losing him so it's better to make her hate him.

But boy was he wrong when she kept coming back stronger than before. She was already forcing her way in his heart that he became distressed with his emotions.

And poof, he suddenly realized that he loved her back.

Something about her allured him to no ends and curse his animalistic instincts when it comes to mates because as much as he hates to admit it, he had already acknowledged her as a Mate. HIS mate. He can't help but be greedy and possessive of her, and the the mighty knows how many nights he had to lock himself in, restrain himself while his self control was being brutally tested on ; because with one wrong move he may have already infiltrated U.A causing a security distress, Crashed inside her dorm room , fucking bred her like a feral animal and claimed her like the pretty little mate she was.

Everytime he sees her, his control weakens and he had to hit himself and punch his face multiple times literally to remind himself that she was still a goddamn minor and he can't have his way with her yet.

She's not making it any easier for him so he developed a bad habit of taking it out on her because if his words can't do the talking then he might as well jump her bones and have her screaming his name.

Keigo groaned as he planted his palm on his forehead.

He was beginning to feel anxious. Like something bad was about to happen; something he didn't like at all.

He turned on the T.V and started reading through a few papers works but he couldn't hold himself back anymore.

He jumped out the window and began feverishly looking for the h/c haired girl.

" Fuck me and my Fucking Hormones... God.... Kid what have you done to me? " He mumbled but it came out as a growl instead. He was agitated, frantic and nervous, he couldn't get her out of his head even if he'd hit his head on a fucking billboard.

His eyes darting to every direction he knew she would take to get here. As creepy as it may sound but he knows every single route she'd take to get to his agency including the transportation she'd take to get there every time.

After some time he finally spotted her after dashing and flying at jet speed throughout the city like a mentally deranged patient he had finally spotted her .

A sigh of relief escaped his lips as he tried to regain his cool.

" Hey Kid" He yelled out once he was near enough and he got no answer.

Y/n had purposely ignored him. His words still rang inside her head and everytime she remembered. It made her heart clench in pain.

And when she heard her name being called out by the said Male . She wanted to turn around. hell she even wanted to run to him like a love sick little puppy but she can't let him see that she was crying.

So she ignored him and began walking at a faster pace.

" Oohh~ playing hard to get now aren't we? You know you gotta try harder. A little silent treatment isn't going to have me falling for you ya know" keigo casually stated with a hint of playfulness but he knew any better; he was desperate to have her attention back to him.

God, what did he do? Did she finally wake up and decided that she was sick of his bullshit treatment? Shit now what?.

After minutes of no answer Keigo began to feel frustrated and without thinking he landed behind her and grabbed her by the shoulder. only to whirl her around to face him.

" Kid---"

Keigo froze after seeing here blood shot eyes and tear stained cheeks.

He did it this time and he felt like a full blown jerk for doing this... For hurting her.

Y/n avoided any form of eye contact and placed her eyes on anywhere but him, lips quivering in a mixture of anger and sadness. She looked like a mess.

But Keigo thought otherwise though, he felt so sick of himself. The face she was making, teary eyes, flushed cheeks, quivering lips. It had disgustingly turned him on even though the situation screamed otherwise. His thoughts began to drift into the dirtiest part of his mind wondering if this face would be the reward he'd get if he'd have her under him, sprawled all over his sheets, sweaty and needy for him while crying-- no begging for him to give her more while he rearranged her guts. Damn he really was Messed up in every possible way.

He wanted to slap himself for thinking that way but a part of him couldn't blame himself because ever since she started coming over he had been so pent up it was a miracle he hadn't fucked her on the spot. And he didn't even have the guts to fuck another woman because he already acknowledged her as a mate; HIS mate.

He swallowed hard before forcing himself to speak.

" What's this? Now you're giving me a Sad and Pity worthy face? If you're making me feel guilty then it's working. I didn't think you'd stoop this low th---"

" Takami leave me alone. I don't want to see you right now, if you came here to insult me even further then just Go. " Y/n cut him off, she was unable to bring herself from listening to another one of his remarkable insults again when the wound was still fresh.

Keigo paused as his once playful stare began to change into a more intimidating and stern look.

' Leave you Alone? After what you've done to me? Oh~ what a naughty baby bird... No Never.... I'll keep this in mind when I finally claim you, I'll punish you for ever thinking of leaving' those thoughts circulated through Keigo's head as he silently stood there. Staring at her.

Y/n who was unable to handle the pressure tried to yank herself away from his hold but he had a grisly grip on her shoulders and his gaze managed to intimidate her enough to stop moving.

" Listen.... Y/n---"

" Senior Hawks! " Keigo was cut off from speaking and to top it all up he was taken by surprise and his reflexes kicked in; pushing y/n away quite harshly.

Their gazes were flung to the left where Enchantress, the new Hero in their agency was running towards them with a devious smile.

Keigo groaned and y/n rolled her eyes after seeing the pink haired female make her way towards them.

" Hey " Keigo muttered but again; he was caught by surprise when Enchantress had wrapped her arms around his while smiling proudly at y/n.

" Who's This Senior? " She asked pointing at y/n but the look on her face made it obvious that she already knew who y/n was.

" She's y/n...a fan" Keigo's persona shifted in a heartbeat and was now wearing his natural and charming smile.

" Oh? She's a Fan? Well nice to meet you. I'm the new Hero Enchantress, Say... You have a pretty face " Enchantress smirked making y/n fight back a scowl.

" Thanks " As much as y/n wanted to drop all the pleasantries and Immediately move to the part where she's ripping of Enchantress's left boob.... She can't.

So she decided to keep it neutral and gave Enchantress a small nod and a smile.

" You have a pretty face... But... Senior if you were given a chance to pick, which one of us would you choose? I wonder" Enchantress cheered innocently but her question got Hawks cornered.

She was doing this on purpose; placing him in a situation where he'd most likely fuck up and judging by the looks the two females were giving him... He can't smooth talk his way outta this. Not this time.

" Of course.... I'd pick you-- " Keigo's eyes we're settled on y/n but he pulled his gaze away from her and towards enchantress. " Enchantress" Keigo finished and The look of triumph on The pink haired female's face was floor-bash worthy.

Y/n stood in place, for a moment there she had her hopes up. Keigo was cruel enough to pull that stunt on her; giving her false hope only to bring her down and rub it in her face.

" Or course you'd pick me, miss y/n is still a kid and she's... Take no Offense in this miss y/n but Senior Hawks is a bit... Hmmm... Out of your league?" Enchantress smirk grew wider and Hawks who was already lying through his teeth was still fighting his Pride for dominance.

With a sharp glare sent towards Enchantress who didn't seem to notice only scooted closer towards him.

" Oh, Really? Ok then "

Keigo blinked at how nonchalant and uncaring y/n's reply was. He was genuinely expecting her to explode like usual but this time it's different.

Y/n was fighting back the new batch of tears, heartbreak was a real pain in the ass. Couldn't he just put her down slowly? Why is he taking pleasure in hurting her this way? Now he's rubbing salt onto the wound.

In which area did she lack in? Her face? Body? Skill? Intelligence? Now that she thought about it, Enchantress tray lived up to her Hero name. She was perfect in every angle.... Perfect for Hawks. Enchantress had a nice body, a seductive face and y/n heard of the achievements done by the Female Hero.

She can't beat her even if she tried. She's mentally, physically and emotionally drained to even give a reaction. She'd just get hurt even more.

Maybe this is a sign.

For her to finally give up, move on, shift her focus and concentration to something more beneficial.

This was hopeless and all she ever got was pain. She's not a masochist who yearns for the continuous and brutal impact of emotional pain. Heck even masochists needs a little love too.

She's tired and y/n knows better than to put herself down with her own insecurities. So she needed to make a move fast because she'll only get hurt again.

It's wise to forget him.

With a deep breath she pulled out a strong front with a genuine smile on her face as she gazed at Keigo and Enchantress.

Keigo wore an anxious look while Enchantress held a surprised expression.

" Well, you two do look compatible and you're right he is out of my league.... That's why I'll look for someone else within my reach. He's not the only fish in the pond.... I'm sure I'm holding you guys back.. Carry on with your hero duties, I'll go back now Bye~" Y/n turned around and gave them a wave before skipping away from the two.

Her tone along with her smile looked far too cheerful that it scared Hawks.

Did she just say she'd look for Someone Else?, she had the guts to say that right in front of him?.

He balled his hand into a fist, and for the first time in his life he had never felt this scared to lose someone. He was breathing heavily while throwing a mental tantrum.

" You know.... I thought you'd finally stop that bad habit of yours Hawks.... I learned from the rumors and wanted to see for myself and probably give you a hand to confess to her but now that I've witnessed it, You really are a Fucktard" Enchantress shook her head as she crossed her arms gazing at Hawks with disappointment.

" Fuck off. This was your fault to Begin with. It's not as easy as you think"

" Really? You're blaming me for all the fuck ups you're responsible for? A girl's heart is fragile Hawks... I didn't live for a hundred years buried in the shelter of naivety. Her love was true and I think you just lost your chances.... If you wanna fix it. Fix it fast because once a girl has enough, she'll leave you like you're worth nothing. "

" I... I know I fucked up but your meddling wasn't necessary "

" Really? I was getting tired of watching you hurt her. I'm a woman too and I don't appreciate seeing other men hurt a woman who clearly loves them.... I did her a favor by giving her the ultimatum to let go... Looks like she took it in the end " Enchantress chuckled while Hawks stood there, his demeanor turning darker by the passing second.

" You're saying it's better that she leave me? " Keigo muttered Darkly , a dangerous look in his eyes began to resurface.

Enchantress kept a calm expression and nodded her head.

" You're Toxic Hawks. And it's better for her to leave you than seeing her get hurt over and over again... I've been in that stage before... And it hurts more than any injury I've suffered... "

" Since you're so knowledgeable about this then why not tell me how to fix it? Before I decide to go rogue and slit your throat" keigo threatened as he plucked out a feather which turned rudged and sharp; pointing it at Enchantress .

" Hmm... You seem to Love her judging by how strongly you reacted ... But you're worst than shit in showing it... But here's a tip . If you wanna fix it then fix yourself first. Learn how to treat a woman you like as if she's greater than a queen and remember that I'm not the one who hurt her...it was you." With those words being uttered Enchantress disappeared in a puff of smoke.

........ To be continued

[papergirllife]

Cheers To Us

Mark Lee Oneshot

Part 2

It was a nice change, to see him leading instead of you.

" What do you want? "

" Champagne. "

" Because it's the Christmas season? "

" No, it's a celebration for meeting you. "

" We'll have two flutes of champagne. " Mark told the bartender.

" To us. "

" To us. "

As I finished my drink, a man walked over and took a seat.

" Can I buy you a drink? "

" She's with me, go find someone else. "

" I'm much better than your boyfriend, I can show you a good time, I promise. "

Mark downed his drink and dragged me out of the club.

" Wait, Mark. We haven't told the others we're leaving yet. "

" I'll send them a text, don't worry. "

Mark led us to his car and opened the for me.

" Mark are you sure you can drive? "

" Yes, I'm very much sober right now. "

" Mark, are you mad? "

I asked as he got into the drivers seat.

" Yes I am, I'm pissed at the way he looked at you, he looked like he wanted to take you right in front of me. "

I must've been smiling like a goof, because Mark looked even angrier.

" Are you happy that he looked at you that way? "

Okay, he was genuinely pissed now.

" No, of course not. I'm smiling because you're jealous and that you looked like you wanted to kill him with your bare hands back there. It's been a long time since someone stood up for me that way. "

" Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't realise you were happy because of that. "

" So, where are you going to take us? "

" This might be too soon but how about my place? We can just cuddle, we don't have to be doing that. We can take it slow, I don't really mind. "

Here comes the shy, stuttering Mark I was used to.

" Mark, I'd love to cuddle and do other things too. Now hurry up and drive. "

" Yeah, yeah. On it. "

Mark quickly manoeuvred the car out of the parking lot, speeding towards what I assume is the direction of his home.

" Nice place you have here. "

" It's not much. "

" I don't expect over the top things from you. Like a Tiffany and Co. ping pong table set ? That's just a waste of money and overrated, all that hype beast shit. "

" We'll get a long really well then. The most basic thing I have is an Adidas jacket I think. "

" Why don't we see if we have good chemistry then. "

I wrapped my hands around his neck once again, I didn't know why I kept doing it.

Maybe it's the way he holds onto my waist when i lean forward to stable my weight, or the warmth of the nape of his neck.

" Can you help me take off my heels? "

Mark tightens one of hand's his hold on my waist, his other hand lets go.

" Leg up. "

I lifted up one of my legs to let him take the heel off, then the other leg.

I became significantly shorter next to Mark now. I tilted my head to look at him.

" I can't really see your face nicely now. Why don't you carry me up? "

" Jump, princess. "

So that's what's he's calling me now huh. I jumped up, wrapping my legs around his thin waist.

He didn't really consider how he'd carry me, choosing on settling his hands on the underside of my thighs.

Mark's eyes looked nervous, they look like they're constantly asking if whatever he was doing was okay.

I gave him an encouraging smile, my hands on his nape slowly play with his hair, soothing his nerves.

After a minute or so for staying like this, he started getting tired.

" Why don't you lay me on your bed, so you can keep looking at me like this without carrying me. "

Mark let out a small laugh, sensing where this is leading.

" Sure, princess. "

During the process of going to the bedroom, Mark's lips looked too irresistible not to kiss.

Mark's hands started to wander, from my thighs making their way to my ass. Mark gave them a nice squeeze, surprising me mid-kiss.

Mark swallowed the moan I let out from his naughty enthics. Mark laid me down his bed gently, moving his lips from mine to my neck.

I started unbuttoning his shirt, when his hand shot up to meet mine, stopping what I was doing.

" We don't have to do this if you don't want to, I didn't bring you back to my home and expect sex. I'm serious, Y/N. And I'm serious about you and me. "

" Mark, I know you are. But I truly want this, I want to do this with you, I want you. "

Mark lets go of my hand and rises up to his full height to take off his shirt quickly.

" I wanted to do that. "

" There's always next time, princess. "

His hands inched towards the end of my crop shirt next, eyes focused on mine, asking for consent.

" Can I? "

" Take everything off. "

He took off my shirt and my bra, eyes focused on my bare breasts. He lightly pinched both of my nipples, then cupping them both in each hand.

He started to give the right side kitten licks on the nub, then taking it into his mouth, sucking harshly.

" Mhm. Mark. Keep going. "

I held onto his hair gently, keeping him against my chest. He then switched to the left side, giving it the same treatment.

I just love the way he pampers my body, the way he bites and sucks just has tingles shooting down my core.

After he finished playing with my breasts, he rises back up to take off his jeans.

It is then I realise how defined and toned his body is.The sight had me drooling for want.

I quickly took off my shorts, leaving myself only in my fishnets.

Mark's eyes went big when he saw.

" Fuck princess. No panties? You planned this all along? "

" I only planned on getting laid, not with anyone specific. Though, you were constantly on my mind. "

" Didn't know I had that effect on you, princess. "

" You don't. But you have time to find out more. "

Mark spread my legs and kept them apart with his hands. His head lowered down to my pussy, and gave it a big fat lick.

It had me squirming on his bed, the fishnets just added slight more pressure to what Mark did.

I made a first with his sheets and let out a high pitched moan.

Mark looked up to me with a smirk on his face, then dived back down to business.

He spread open my folds with two fingers and slided in his middle finger, giving my pussy a good pump.

It was a sight for Mark, the way my juices dripped down my net clad thighs onto his sheets.

He slid in another finger and opened up my pussy by doing a v sign, the air gushing in made goosebumps rise on my skin.

That is until he put his tongue in.

Mark ate me out like I was his last meal. His tongue was going in and out at a rapid pace. While he kept moving his head up and down, his nose brushing against my clit.

I sensed the familiar coil in my stomach, my high coming soon.

" M-mark, stop. I'm going to cum soon if you keep doing this. B-but I want to cum with you. "

Mark stopped eating me out and quickly took off his boxers. His cock was standing painfully tall, with pre-cum leaking out of its head.

I started getting up, wanting to repay him of what he did to me.

" No, princess. Next time okay? I really want to be inside of you now. "

" Okay. " But my lips were in a pout.

Mark leaned down and pecked it.

" I promise you'll get your chance next time, princess. "

He reached towards his drawer and bought out a condom.

" Mark, I'm on the pill. "

" Guess we won't be needing this then, since I'm clean. "

He tossed the condom on the bedside table.

Mark used both his hands to rip a bigger hole into my fishnets, right at my entrance.

" Mark! These are expensive. "

" I'll keep buying you more, don't fret. "

Mark positioned himself, and pushed in slowly.

Mark must be one of the thickest I had, after he was fully seahthed in, I felt so full, so complete.

He gave a few light thrusts, while his hands held onto mine, giving me a sense of security.

" Mark, you can go faster. "

Suddenly, Mark snapped. His thrusts were hard and fast, hitting places I never knew existed.

His hands were holding onto my hips now, keeping me in place.

The whole house was filled with obsolete sounds. The banging of the bed frame to the wall. The sound of skin slapping skin. The way I screamed Mark's name. It was full of sin.

" Mark, I'm close. "

He then lifted up both my legs and placed them above his hips. He pulled me closer and resumed his thrusts.

It was bliss, the higher position made him hit my sweet spot over and over again.

" Fuck! Mark, don't stop. "

He slid his hand in between our bodies and placed it on my clit, rubbing circular motions on it.

" M-mark. Cum inside me. "

He gave one last thrust and the both of our highs came.

It hit me like a truck, none of my exes or one night stands ever fucked me this well. This orgasm was truly mind blowing.

After Mark ride out our orgasms, I felt really tired. As if my energy was fully drained from sex.

When Mark pulled out, the mixture of our cum started leaking out my pussy.

" I know this might be weird, but can I take a photo of your vagina leaking out our cum? I just find it really sexy. "

I was still too tired to answer, so I just nodded. Hearing the sound of a flash going off.

[lapisreviewsstuff]

My tier list of people in Open Heart+ commentary

Hey all. I was inspired by tier lists and of course Crypt ranking youtube rappers and his commentary is freaking legendary. So this time I will rank people we've encountered in Open Heart book 1 so far and commentate about it. Leave your opinions down below.

Warning: Cursing

So tier list so far is this:

So first I will go from botton to the top. For Landry I made a specific category called "Rats" because he is a biggest rat in the history of Choices. If I would be a MC and encounter him in the hospital, I would say to him " Landry, go f*** yourself and leave this hospital forever, please." So next category is " Piece of shit pixelated beings" and in this category Declan is included. Declan is really a biggest piece of shit in a book. Only if PB would give us an option to punch him and kick him in the nutsack, I would. About people in solid category I had couple of thoughts on who to put there and the first person to come in my mind is Harper. I know Harper is not a villain and tried her best to follow the rules, but the way she didn't let Ethan to testify for us and how she treated Aurora just knocked her down to "Solid" category. I know she is a type of person to follow ethics and all, but hope we will see something more, but this time I am sorry for putting her to " Solid category". Next in "Solid" category we have MC. The reason why I put her into " Solid" category is due to doing unethical things. For those who go to med school knows that giving a drug to a patient without prescription plus it's STOLEN one is illegal. Plus Panacea labs tried to destroy records of that drug and still had to pass FDA approval to use it. So in general for making a crime in order to save a patient, but later on went to waste made me put MC into "Solid" category. So next person in " Solid" tier list is Phoebe. For her lack of character depth blame writers for that. She may be a good person for Elijah and hope she is, but still it lacks of depth to me so for now she is in " Solid" tier.

Now we go to " Very good, but not God tier" tier list and I had biggest dilemmas with people there. I wanted to put Ines into "National treasures" tier due to her being warm and nice, but the way she acted with twin situation is just nah fam. If you choose honesty route there she is like " If they dont have insurance money then we cant help them." Glad MC chosen to manipulate goverment to help them. So for now Ines is in "Very good, but not God tier" tier. Next we have is Danny. Danny👏 is👏our👏savior👏 He helped us when we had pager off and for than I've put him into "Very good" tier. Plus he is better boyfriend to Sienna than Wayne or whatever his name is. Next is Zaid Mirani. That man can be Pain in the ass, but he hides some good humior. According to Ines, Zaid's sense of humior is not everyone's cup of tea. Anyway at the hearing he was funny as hell I don't know why 😂😂😂

About Jackie I had some doubts between "God" tier and "Very good". I wanted to put her on "God" tier, but her unecessary jealousy and treating MC like she was an enemy until Ethan quitting his job really punched her down to "Very good" tier. She is still savage like that bossy lady, but for now she is in "Very good" tier.

Next tier we have is " National treasures" and man we have lots of them. Mrs. Martinez 👏 is👏a👏national👏treasure👏and👏won't👏be👏forgotten. She is a mad lad and best even told Ethan to play nice with us which is awwww❤️ She knows that Ethan has feelings for MC. Anyway she is an amazing lady and of course RIP Mrs. Martinez. Moment of silence fellas.

Next we have Sienna Trinh. She is such a cinnamon roll and very nice person! She is type of person who would defend and support you no matter what. This is what MC and actual person needs those type of friends. Very warm and supportive. This is why she deserves a spot in "National treasures".

Awwww man Naveen Banerji is one of national treasures aswell. He knows Ethan well and knows that Ethan loves MC. He instantly noticed the look between Ethan and MC and knows that they are getting close. Not going to lie,but when he confessed to Ethan that he regretted for not forming his family and being obsessed with job made me cry. He felt like he accepted his fate. Glad he is alive and well or else I would've cried in my bed. He is a national treasure of Edenbrook and a type of person you would run for an advise.

Elijah Greenie is a national treasure. Likes video games+ a supportive friend= best teammate and roommate to have. If you guys would play minecraft mondays with him, I am sure we would won that tourney plus the way he spoke to Ethan is a comedy gold. He knew that Ethan wouldn't go anywhere. So this man deserves a medal.

Kyra Saitana( sorry if I write last name wrong) is amazing and inspirational. She inspires us, readers, not to give up like Naruto would. She won't give up on curing her cancer and I am sure she would make it, but after PB said that OH2 would contain "heartbreak" I have a feeling that they would try to kill Kyra off. I swear a god if Kyra would be dead then I would fucking riot. She is a national treasure

Aurora Emery is a cinammon roll inside and needs to be protected at all costs. SHE EVEN STOOD UP AGAINST HER AUNT AND GAVE HER A PIECE OF HER MIND. She is freaking savage! She knew that it was messed up that her aunt is using her to feel like she, Harper herself, was "practicing" medicine and that is just fucked up. Glad I didn't shit on her at the start even tho she was mean. I don't know but I think Harper emotionally abused Aurora that even Harper felt guilty later on. When I look at Aurora/ Harper relationship it reminds me of Pink diamond/ Blue diamond from Steven universe type of relationship, but about that I can write another post about it if you want and explain it further. For real we need to know her backstory of her with Harper.

*Phew* Now let's go with "God tier" and Bryce Lahela takes a cake. He is very supportive and romantic if you romance him. 30 diamond scenes with him are on point from what I saw and it was amazing. For being a supportive friend and carefree, he deserves a medal.

Another "God tier" is Ethan Ramsey. He is so far most natural LI in the book. I may sound bias on that one, but for real he is. He doesn't straight down laying down MC if you know what I mean. He takes his time to get to know MC and get closer to him/her. He is one of people who went through hell this book. Dolores passing away, Naveen's condition got worse and losing his self- esteem. He was devastated that Naveen was very sick and didn't knew how to cure him. Just... it was hell... He deserves fat hugs and a diamond medal for this.... His chapter 15 diamond scene was just... perfect. He deserves a spot in "God tier".

Now we have Rafael Avero aka the superhero who would be by your side and rescue from dangers. He is totally one of friends who would support you no matter what. He, of course, is one of characters who took his time to get to know MC aswell I think. He is an underrated character in this book and needs a spot on and I think he deserves a "God tier".

In conclusion, this book is amazing and has many interesting characters except Landry and Declan who are biggest piece of shits in the universe. If you have opinions and want to share it, go ahead❤️ Like, reblog and thanks for reading my TED talk

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