#anyway huge thanks to my bud for fleshing out this AU with me

[squadrah]

there has been clamoring for a certain AU for la squadra and the surrounding cast... a sports!au, even! let's say la squadra are about to take part in a multi-day bicycle race, yowamushi pedal-style? :3 what say you?

First things first: I had already posted about something like this on my main blog, so please have some Team Buccellati as a cycling team a la sports anime! I still stand by pretty much everything I said in this one, and it is a fun jumping off point for our purposes!

Now, this AU has actually been fleshed out far further than just La Squadra, so now we are working with three teams from three different schools:

Team Buccellati is the dark horse protagonist team; members are Buccellati (captain), Abbacchio (vice captain), Fugo, Narancia, Mista, Giorno + Trish as their manager and Pericolo as their coach.

La Squadra is the minor antagonist team; members are Prosciutto (captain), Ghiaccio (vice captain), Risotto, Formaggio, Illuso, Pesci + Melone as manager and Sorbet and Gelato as former members (they graduated). Wish I could assign a coach but all they have canonically is each other.

The Special Unit is the reigning champions; members are Doppio (captain but he consistently calls himself vice captain because the captain is Diavolo to his mind), Carne (manager), Cioccolata, Secco, Tiziano, Squalo + Donatella Una as their coach because you can never have enough female coaches.

To specify further, I'm going to list the four generations of cyclists, meaning each started out in a different year, so the first generation would have graduated by the time the fourth generation came in as first-years.

Generation 1: Sorbet, Gelato (now graduated)

Generation 2: Prosciutto, Ghiaccio, Buccellati, Abbacchio, Doppio (Diavolo), Carne (current third-years)

Generation 3: Risotto, Formaggio, Illuso, Fugo, Narancia, Cioccolata (current second-years)

Generation 4: Pesci, Melone, Mista, Giorno, Trish, Tiziano, Squalo, Secco (current first-years)

AND NOW THAT WE HAVE ALL THIS DOWN...

...we can get on with the specifics:

Sorbet and Gelato: The duo that gave their school's team a wild reputation because they're a pair of daredevils who have tried it all. They have rode in sync and pulled each other, they tag teamed opponents, started brawls, drank while riding and somehow lived, and in their final year, they got seriously injured by Diavolo, but they had no evidence and nobody would have believed them anyway because Diavolo is Doppio's well-kept secret. Sorbet was a climber and Gelato was a sprinter.

Prosciutto and Ghiaccio: They have a shared history of starting out together as first-years, getting on each other's nerves because Ghiaccio was yelling all the time and Prosciutto was getting pissed at him for it. They raced at one point at Sorbet and Gelato's suggestion to duke it out among themselves and fell, and ended up having to support each other back, which made them friends at last. Ghiaccio is a sprinter built like a tiny tank, and his stamina and viciousness are highly praised. Prosciutto is a climber turned all-rounder who has several things wrong with him by nature and he just rolls with all of them. Among other things, he doesn't feel pain like he's supposed to, could technically chain-smoke while racing and perform well, and his body regulates heat differently, to the point where most opponents are consumed by the despair of burning out while he still rides without having broken a sweat. He and Buccellati are rivals and Buccellati wants him to quit smoking, but Prosciutto keeps lighting up just because he can.

Risotto: Constantly mistaken for an upperclassman and it really pisses Ghiaccio off, but he is respectful and a strong rider, so he will become the captain after Prosciutto and Ghiaccio graduate. He's a sprinter who uses his bulk to gain speed.

Formaggio: An all-rounder who is constantly teased about stretching himself too thin by not specializing, but what he lacks in overall power and speed, he makes up for with cunning as well as the ability to squeeze through the smallest gaps, which makes him a real menace in packs; one moment he was at the back and before you know it he has slipped out and away.

Illuso: A climber who is very smug about his looks and his long legs, as well as his incredible form; he may not be the fastest, but he is very efficient, and he got there because he has a knack for mirroring people he competes with, so the stronger his opponent is overall, the better Illuso himself gets once he switches gears and matches up.

Pesci: More of a sprinter, but with all-rounder potential, he is absolutely fascinated with Prosciutto senpai and constantly works out with him in order to improve his climb and get stronger over all. His specialty is tapping into his surroundings well: he can sense the wind, he is in tune with his body and also with the bodies of others just based on movement.

Melone: Too sickly to compete, but he does cycle for health and is fascinated with the concept of human bodies as engines propelling their road racers to incredible speeds. He loves strategizing and bases a lot of his analysis and predictions on blood type, astrological sign and other available data... and he's frighteningly accurate.

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BONUS MATERIAL:

A) While Doppio is a decent sprinter, Diavolo is an ace climber, and due to the fact that most climbs are pretty secluded, he gets away with not only transformation but unfair and rough play. Doppio actually takes performance enhancers to stay in the game, and when his younger sister Trish found out and wanted to do something about it, Doppio made sure to have her sent to a different school where she wouldn't be able to meddle. She became the manager of Buccellati's team and warned them about her brother, and now they are trying to not only be number one in the race, but also to expose Doppio. Meanwhile, La Squadra wants revenge for what Diavolo did to Sorbet and Gelato, who took a while to recover from their injuries.

B) Cioccolata's thing is that he loves to drive his opponents into fits of despair, and for the longest time he dreamed about being able to also film their reactions, but the camera hidden in his helmet usually caught stuff at weird angles... and then he met Secco and decided to turn him into his trained little freak who would hold his head just right for the camera in his helmet to catch all the juicy reactions Cioccolata was exciting with his cruel psychological attacks. He also weaned Secco onto his own specially made food and flavored water, and when they ride, Secco carries Cioccolata's food and water while Cioccolata carries his, so Secco has to give him food and water while begging for his own, which allows Cioccolata more control over him. Cioccolata graduated to study chemisty and food science and cultivated a special mold that made his blue cheese famous. The tag line is, "Let it grow on you." Secco never went to university and became a gold digger with all the "skills" he had learned from Cioccolata, so their paths never crossed again, but he got addicted to his ex's cheeses regardless.

C) On the third day of the big race, Prosciutto single-handed culled an entire pack by cycling up at a leisurely looking pace and smoking a cigarette while talking about how hot the weather was. It just drove them insane as the heat and their own exhaustion set in, and the reported mass retirement shook everyone up on the front. That is how he earned the nickname Reaper of the Road.

D) After graduation, Prosciutto and Buccellati ended up at the same university, so they went from rivals to teammates. Meanwhile, Abbacchio, Ghiaccio, and Carne ended up together at university and became the suicide squad to the others' prep partnership. They had some fun races together and Ghiaccio went on to cycle professionally with Carne as his trainer, and the two persuaded Abbacchio not to become a pig, I mean police officer. Prosciutto went into management and girlbossed his way to the top. Formaggio became a street performer with a huge Instagram following, and Illuso went into accounting and embezzled an insane amount of money before he was found out and imprisoned. He regrets nothing.

[alleycatmimi]

Hi, may I please request the fluff ( with a bit of smut ) with J-Hope where reader is kinda tall but tiny (thin) and is insecure abt her small chest and Hobi makes it clear that she's perfect for him and that he loves her very much? Thank you so much 💞💞💞

☆Chocolate chips°•~🍫~

Jung Hoseok × reader;

husband!au;

Genre: fluff, smut, nsfw!, husband!au, husband!hoseok!, dom!hoseok, sub!reader, idol!au (only mentioned he is an idol);

WARNINGS: NSFW!, smut, mentions of self hate, issues, anxiety, tears (ALL THE BODIES ARE BEAUTIFUL, GURLS!!!!!), nipple playing, chocolate playing, breasts playing, french kissing, marking, hickeys, CHOKING(😌);

Description: You are a tall and thin girl and you were always concerned about your flat chest. But what happens when one day you get obssesed with Instagram girls and end up hating your body more? Hoseok is there to show you how perfect you are.

You were done with Instagram. For life. You kept scrolling on it all day long, at first, trying to find more posts about kittens and puppies, because you found them so adorable, but then you saw a picture of one of the idols you knew that Hoseok is listening to and likes.

"She is so skinny..." you said. "But look at her breasts..."

A sad feeling started to grow inside of you. At first it was her, then another post with another skinny girl, but with huge breasts and then many of them followed. You were exhused, mentally exhused. You threw your phone on the couch, not caring if it will fall off of it and break.

You went in front of the mirror, throwing off your cotton t-shirt. And there they were. Or weren't. Your breasts. Your small breasts, which you hated so much. You were always concerned about them, about how small they were beside the ones the other girls had.

Sitting from your profile, you almost sobbed when you saw nothing. You wanted to hit all the girls that kept on complaining about their watermelons , about their hips and curves. They were always jealous on how tall and thin you were, telling you how much they wished to have your body.

You scoffed. You looked like a boy into your eyes, so why would they want your body, when they looked like godesses. You couldn't even realise why Hoseok married you in first place. You- a nonkorean; you- who were almost as tall as he was; you- the girl with no curves; You used to love your body, until you started to date an idol. Is not like Hoseok was treating you bad, or without respect, calling you bad names.

No, Hoseok was exactly the opposite. He loved you so much and he loved your body. He used to praise you so much, making sure you are alright and happy. He wanted to make sure you are aware of how important and perfect you are to him. Your husband was all you ever asked for. Sweet, caring, a sunshine. He simply lives for making you feel happy and loved.

So this is why you didn't understand why such a perfect, amazing and generous person like him would love someone like you. Even to make love with you! And you remember how you never felt weird while sharing such an intimate moment with him, as I said, he was amazing.

Wiping your tears, which you didn't even realise you let out, you put back your t-shirt, not wanting to see your flat chest anymore, almost toring it apart, in frustration.

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Later on, you were cuddling with your husband. You formed a little ball, hidding yourself at his bare chest, his hand gently stroking your hair, the other one burried into the chocolate chips pack. He was smiling and eating the chips, enjoying the cartoons on the TV. He just got home from the boys, he used to visit them often, after she moved with you, sharing the apartment.

But Hoseok noticed how quiet you are. The moment he got home and wrapped his arms around you, tuging you closer at his chest, he saw you weren't smiling. He actually thought you are not happy to see him, for a second. When he asked you what happened, you put on a fake smile, which didn't escape him, as well, but he said nothing.

Now you were still silent, staring at his profile the whole time, examinating the way his jaw was moving while he was chewing the chips, the way he used to lick his lips after each one, down to his beautiful neck, to the veins of it which were so visible when he was mad or singing...

"Do I look like a boy?" You asked out of suddent, making him freeze on the half way of eating a chips. You were staring some where else, not wanting to know his answer. "What did you say?" he asked you and cupped your face, turning it, to make you look at him.

You slowly looked at him, trying to not let go of the tears you were holding. "Why would you think like this, Y/N?" he stroked your jaw with his thumb, titling his head. You were bitting your bottom lip, nibbling the soft flesh with your teeth, making it a mess of ripped skin and blood.

He softly pull it out by his thumb, giving it a soft suck, taking you by surprise. "B-Because I look like a boy. I don't have curves like other girls do, I am so tall and thin, a girl is supposed to be short and curvy- "

You were cut off by Hoseok's mouth crashing on yours. You widened your eyes, wanting to pull away of him, to ask him what happened, but he wrapped his veiny hand around your throat, giving it a slightly squeeze, his dirty fingers leaving chocolate marks on your delicate skin.

Hoseok sucked your bottom lip hard, his fingers pushing more into your skin, earning a gasp from you, which he didn't hesitate to push his warm tongue inside the cave of your mouth, meeting yours. With soft but same time possessive moves of his wet muscle, he touched your tongue, massaging and licking it, making you shiver and lean back on the arm of the couch, pulling him to you, by his arms. You softly moaned inside of his mouth when he started to explore your mouth, not leaving a place uncaressed.

Catching his tongue and sucking on it, making him groan in pleasure. Sticking his tongue out for you to suck on it as if you were sucking something else, making him closer his eyes and choke you harder, taking a moan from you, as well. Pulling away for you two to breathe, Hoseok planted kisses down your jaw, slighty nibbling on your skin.

"Y/N, babygirl...." he whispered on your neck, giving it kitty lick, collecting all the chocolate he left on it, making you shiver, goosebumps forming on your skin, covering your body. "You are perfect, just the way you are. I love you body so much, it always amazes me..." he whispered, between kisses and leaving love marks on your clear skin. (Clear- without marks, I am not talking about the skin tone.)

Your breath was messy, chest rising up and falling down back, blood rushing in your cheeks. Right when you wanted to complain and tell him how wrong he is, Hoseok lifted up your t-shirt, exposing your torso. You gasped and tried to cover yourself but he pinned your hands on both sides of your head, cocking a brow at you.

"Don't you dare cover yourself, my beautiful girl!" His voice was soft but yes serious, same as his voice. Sweet but determinated, imposing, making you listen to him and keep your hands beside your head. "Good girl~" he said and kissed you once more.

But you couldn't respond the kiss, because in one second, Hoseok's face was on your chest, placing open mouthed kisses of your chest and small breasts, making you blush even more. "These breasts are perfect for me!" he said and cupped them, giving them a firm squeeze, making you arch your back to meet his hands.

He smirked and sucked the spot of your neck, leaving a huge and visible mark on it, making you moan in pleasure. Massaging one of your breasts, he stared down at your beautiful face. You had your eyes closed, enjoying the way he was playing with your nipples, rubbing them between his index finger and thumb, slightly pulling on it, pinching the little bud, making it erected.

"These beautiful breasts are all mines. No matter of they are big or small, round or not,no matter if you are curvy or not, you are all mine and this is all that matters." You heard him saying, before getting out a chocolate chips. You frowned and stared at him. Was he really gonna eat right then?!

But Hoseok used it to circle your soft nipples, coaxing them in melted chocolate, making you gasp and him to smirk. Pushing the chips into your mouth, making you eat it, Hoseok started at his art work. Rubbing his full of chocolate fingers on your breasts, spreading it everywhere, he was adoring you.

And you felt so shy, but same time so sexy in front of him. How couldn't you anyway? When he was staring at you with so much adoration, venerating your body. "Oh baby you did such a mess. I guess I have to devour these chocolate chips!"

Hoseok's tongue touched the skin of your chest, trailing circles on it and around your nipple, collecting the chocolate and making you squirm under him, soft whimpers leaving your parted lips. He smirked against your skin and took your nipple into his mouth, sucking it hard.

"A-Ah, Hoseok..." you said, burring your hands into his hair, holding in his soft locks, while his mouth was working on your nipples. It felt so good to have his mouth stimulating you so well, caressing your soft nipples, sucking and softly nibbling on them.

You were a moaning mess, arching your back so he will take more. He opened his mouth and took your whole titt into his mouth, sucking it so hard, moving his wet muscle on nipple in fast motion. You pulled on his hair, shutting your eyes tight.

"See?" He said, licking his lips and staring down at you. You opened your eyes slowly, staring at his full of chocolate lips and rising an eyebrow at him.

"Your titts are delicious!" he said.

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Author's note: @soft-hobi-hours love, sorry for taking this long, I've been busy! I really enjoyed writing this, I really hope you like it!!!! ♡

My requests are always open, feel free to send me requests for drabbles and truth or dare with BTS!

[thesilencebeforeastorm]

A Fight For My Friends - FFXV fic

A/N: I am SO SORRY that I took forever to write this but it’s finally done!!! Omg I haven’t written for the ffxv boys since 2018, I hope I did this fic justice. This is for @sylleblossomstar and even though you requested a AU, the fic is HALF canon. It’s just a few things tweeked here and there. I hope you enjoy!! Request are NOT open btw!

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It had been a few days since the battle with Leviathan and things went terribly wrong. I was knocked out after I had gotten the hydrean’s power so I barely remember much but what I know now is that Luna is dead… We didn’t even get a chance to speak before I had found out from Ignis that she was gone. The pain I felt in my chest was unbearable as I cried alone, looking through the book Luna and I used to talk through. I wish that I was strong enough, that I could have her with me. All I wanted to do was save her… yet I failed at that. I failed my friends also. Ignis is blind now. I don’t know how that happened since I didn’t ask and he didn’t tell me. “It’s just a flesh wound” was all that I was told though it looked like he put up one hell of a fight. Dammit… why can’t I protect the ones I love? First it was Dad… and now Luna is gone too? I must become stronger. Not only will I get the power from the other gods and the rest of the royal arms but I will train harder and work harder. I will make sure that my friends don’t even lift a finger. That’s not how we usually do things but I’m sick and tired of always being protected yet the ones I love keep dying. What kind of Prince can’t even protect his people? Pft…Some kind of King I’ll be someday.

We had to board the train in a few days to head to Cartanica, though we had no money. We were all still pretty worn out from Leviathan and even though Gladio wanted to keep moving forward, Ignis insisted that we have some cash first and at least some rest afterwards. Altissia was a wreck so there would be no way we could find hunts to take up there. With nowhere to stay either, we got on Dad’s boat and headed back to Cape Caem. We wouldn’t go too far into Lucis considering that we had to leave again after a few days. Iris was happy to see us again, though she said we looked a mess and that she should’ve been there to protect us. Of course Gladio didn’t even want to consider the thought of his sister being there and having the possibility of something happening to her but they are Amicitia’s after all. It was their job to protect the Royal family. 

We drove up to a nearby town and found a post about some hunts that needed to be taken care of. With the amount of gil being offered for one of them, we would be set to go. This was my chance to prove myself.. To prove that I can protect my friends. Ignis was in no shape to fight. He can’t even see! He’s using a stick to walk around but without the help of Gladio or Prompto, he keeps knocking into things. All I can keep thinking of is Luna and Dad… Part of me knew I had to get stronger but if I didn’t have to keep fighting anymore, I would just get in bed and sleep for a week. Apparently, Gladio noticed my moping and we got into a huge fight.

“The hell is your problem?” 

I was caught off guard.

“What?”

“All you do is sit around your ass moping. You need to deal with what happened and move on”.

The hell??

“Move on?? I’m here aren’t I? If I wasn’t moving on then I wouldn’t even be trying to do any of this!”

“Yet you wish you didn’t even have to deal with any of this. You carry that ring around with you yet you don’t wear it. Luna didn’t give her life for nothing. Ignis took one for you too and for what!?”

“Enough Gladio!” I heard Ignis yell out.

“You think you’re a king but you’re a coward.”

I couldn’t even believe what I was hearing right now. Me? A coward? After everything we've been through?? The hell with him.

“Shut up!” 

“Don’t do this!”

I saw out of the corner of my eye that Prompto tried to get involved but Gladio shoved him in the face. Part of me didn’t even care that he was my bodyguard, I was ready to fight him like he was some regular on the street. I decided against it though and just walked away. I didn’t want to deal with any of them right now.

It was night time now and the hunt we got were for the daemons at this time. It was raining too which was just my luck. Anyways, now was my chance to show Gladio that I wasn’t a coward. I didn’t believe in myself as King but I didn’t have any other choice. I was going to do this whether I liked it or not. I was so conflicted in my head, deciding on what I would do. I just had to go through with it. 

It was an Iron Giant for a start. We knew what we were up against but seeing it actually in front of you was a completely different thing. Whatever. I decided to charge head on into the thing. 

“Noct! The hell are you doing!?” I heard Gladio yell out. I didn’t care. As much as he deserved to get punched in the face, I wasn’t going to let anything happen to him. I hit the Iron Giant several times before I was almost hit.

“Hey buddy, you aren’t alone in this! Take it easy and let us help!”. Prompto yelled out as he shot his gun. I ignored him.

All I wanted to do was fight. If I had to take out my frustration in some way, it would be on this Iron Giant. I completely blocked everyone out, distracting the giant from them. 

“I won’t let you hurt my friends!” I yelled out before activating the royal arms that I had for more strength. I knew in the back of my mind that using the royal arms would take a toll on my health if I over did it but with the Giant almost down and so I had to give it the best I had. I slashed through it from every angle. The guys were trying their best to fight and I could hear the constant yelling. I was so lost in the moment that I didn’t realize I ran out of stamina already and felt light headed. The rain made me slip from the Iron Giant’s sword as I fell to the ground, though it wasn’t a high fall. Man, I really wasn’t feeling good at all. I was so out of breath and couldn’t even get to my feet before the thing smacked me out of the way with its sword. The pain was unbearable as I cried out.

“Was that Noct?? Is he alright??” Ignis yelled out in the distance.

“Nocttttt!” Prompto yelled out.

“This thing is on its last legs, just take it down already!” Gladio yelled out before him and Prompto gave the final blow... or so I thought. I was so dizzy and hurt that I passed out.

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I awoke in the tent at camp, not knowing what the hell happened. I knew I was fighting the Iron Giant but did I kill it? I tried to sit up but the pain shot up though my body as I hissed at it. I then noticed that I didn’t have a shirt on. I had bandages around my waist covered in some blood and my head. Shit… did I really get hurt that bad? I looked around to see if I could find my shirt which I did and put it on. Knowing the guys were outside, I tried my best to get up. Wincing at the pain, I made it out before I had two eyes staring at me. Ignis heard me leave the tent.

“Noct is that you?” he asked me.

“Yeah” I said as I found a seat by the campfire. There wasn’t any food considering that Ignis couldn’t cook anymore. I would go for anything right now.

“Hey buddy, you’re awake!” Prompto said to me. “This is for you.” Cup noodles. Oh well, it was better than nothing. “Thanks” I told him.

“How are you feeling Noct?” Ignis asked me. I wish I could say I felt great but I was in a lot of pain still.

“Still in pain but I’ll live” I told him.

“The hell were you thinking fighting on your own like that?” Gladio snapped at me. “You could have been killed.”

I sighed as I looked down. That was a little dangerous for me to go all out on my own to the point that I got sick and hurt. But it was for them.

“I know that I acted I reckless like that but… I had to protect you guys. After all that we’ve been through and all that happened so far, I didn’t want to lose you guys too.”

“Yeah well we would have lost you instead for charging into that thing like that. What good would Lucis be without a King?” he said back to me.

King… was I even fit to be King after all of this? I didn’t want to let them in on my doubts and risk being in another fight with Gladio but I would never be the King my Dad was. I stood quiet. 

“We understand that you want to protect us, Noct but our duty is to protect you. True strength does not come from facing danger alone but working together to defeat our enemy” Ignis said. I looked at him as he looked down, holding his empty cup of noodles. I sighed again. He was fight. We were stronger together, we were meant to protect one another. 

“We care for you bud. Can’t have you not being in top shape for what’s to come” Prompto told me. You’re not alone in your fight. We all have people that we lost”.

Lost… I was so caught up in my own act that I didn’t even think of their losses. We all had a home back in Insomnia; a place that we couldn’t return to. I knew Gladio’s Dad was the shield of my father. Did he die too? What about Prompto’s family… or Ignis?

“I didn’t want to let you guys down” I finally said. It was the honest truth.

“Me calling you a coward didn’t mean you had to head on straight to your death. You may be a royal pain in my ass but you’re still my brother. 

I looked up at Gladio when he said that. Sure he was tough about things and the way he spoke sometimes can come off as harsh but he only meant the best for me. He always knew how to get me to pull my head out of my ass and keep fighting no matter what, no matter if I liked how he said it or not. 

“I’m sorry” I said.

Gladio sighed. “Don’t be sorry, just let us do our part next time. We have Ignis to take care of now. We work together as one.” 

I agreed. I don’t regret what I did because the intention of wanting to do better and get stronger was there but I do admit that I had to fight with them and not alone. These guys were my brothers and even though I never said it to them, I loved them. 

“I love you guys” I said. I was never pretty vocal about my emotions but it had to be said. 

“We love you too buddy” Prompto said. Gladio and Ignis agreed.

“When are we heading out to take the train?” I asked.

“Oh we won’t be leaving any time soon” Gladio said. “You aren’t in the shape for it”.

“Gladio is right”, Ignis said. “Judging by what Gladio said about your wounds, you must heal up first before we go.”

Right.. I had forgotten all about the pain, being wrapped up in conversation.

“Aww look at that. A royal prince being taken care of by us. All three of us. Who better yet to take care of you than us?” Prompto cooed out. 

I laughed and shoved his arm before wincing again. They were a pain in my ass as well but what could I do without them...

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Tagging: @humanitys-hottestsoldier @paopufruittt @final-fantasy-xv-nut

Masterlist

[sushigirlali]

Lollipop (Reylo Fanfic)

Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars or anything that relates to Star Wars.

Rating: E

Continuity: Modern AU

A/N: This one-shot is dedicated to @saturnine-stardust for her adorable take on the Aria Grande lollipop meme! She’s a great artist and you guys should definitely check out her work! Somehow this fic ended up being super dirty, so mind the rating! 😀 Enjoy!

Master list –> sushigirlali’s Reylo fanfiction 

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Lollipop By: sushigirlali

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“I can’t believe you made me leave the house like this,” Ben grumbled, automatically holding the door open for his girlfriend as they exited the local corner store. “I can barely walk straight!”

“You promised me breakfast,” Rey reminded him as she stepped onto the sidewalk, absently tugging down the hem of her oversized baby blue sweatshirt.

Ben eyed the black logo emblazoned across her left shoulder with a wry smile. Although they hadn’t attended school at the same time, their respective colleges held a long-standing rivalry that went back to their founding over a hundred years ago.

Having thrown on his favorite collegiate shirt after getting out of the shower this morning, he was pretty sure she’d worn the old hoodie just to annoy him. Among the many things Rey and Ben had in common, ribbing each other about their choice of university was a favorite pastime of the longtime couple.

“And you promised to protect me from those hooligans you call friends!” he shot back playfully, yanking the hood of his jacket over his baseball cap to block out the early morning sun.

“Hey, blame your own competitive streak, not me,” she replied dryly, pressing the crosswalk call button. “You didn’t have to play fifteen rounds of beer pong with them.” 

“How are they so good at handling their alcohol anyway? Do they both share the same hallow leg?” Ben chuckled at his own joke, taking a swig from his water bottle while they waited to cross. After the ridiculous amount of beer he’d imbibed the night before, hydration was key to a swift recovery.

“Finn and Poe were in the same frat, so they’re total pros at the whole drinking game thing,” Rey reminded him. “So, maybe don’t challenge them next time?”

“That’s probably wise,” Ben sighed. “I’m never going to live this down, am I?”

“Nope!” she sang, reaching into the front pocket of her sweatshirt. “Here, this will make you feel better!”

Ben watched as she unwrapped a lime green lollipop.

“Go on, take it,” she cajoled, holding up the brightly colored candy. “It’s green apple, your favorite.”

“I’m not really in the mood for—mmph!” he broke off as Rey shoved the round ball of sugar between his lips.

Giggling at his miffed look, Rey popped a cherry red lollipop into her own mouth. “Well?”

“It’s good, I guess,” Ben mumbled around the sucker, the crisp apple flavor making his taste buds sing.

“Just good?”

“Okay, better than good,” he grudgingly admitted. If nothing else, he was honest to a fault. “How’d you know green apple is my favorite, anyway?”

“I’m a mind reader,” Rey teased, smiling when his fingers slid through hers despite his harried tone.

“Yeah, yeah, but—”

“No buts!” she interrupted, tugging him into the road as the little walking man signaled it was safe to cross. “I’m starving!”

Allowing his lady to pull him along to the public parking lot across the street, Ben helped her into his huge black Suburban before coming around to the driver’s side and climbing behind the wheel.

“Since I’m not getting out of breakfast and back into bed,” Ben bantered, holding the paper stem of his lollipop between his fingers like a cigarette as he started the engine, “where would you like to go?”

“Maz’s, of course,” Rey said, idly crunching on her cherry treat as she buckled her seatbelt.

“But that’s all the way out in Takodana!” he complained, smoothly backing out of the parking lot and into traffic.

“Don’t worry, baby, I’ll make it worth your while,” she promised.

“Oh, yeah?” Ben raised an inquisitive brow, already turning down a side street that led to the road out of town.

Teasing aside, they both knew that Ben would give Rey anything she asked for, especially when it came to food. He was forever trying to make up for her desolate childhood in the foster care system, even taking up cooking lessons and buying a subscription to Blue Apron just to make homemade meals for her, much to Rey’s amusement and not-so-secret pleasure.

“Yeah,” Rey smirked, prying the long fingers of his right hand off the steering wheel and bringing them to her breast. “It’s a thirty-minute ride to Takodana, so I thought we could have a little fun.”

“What are you—?” Ben stuttered, dropping the sticky lollipop onto the black floor mat in surprise. “Rey, where’s your bra?!”

“On our bedroom floor where you tossed it last night,” she purred. “We were too drunk to do much more than undress at the time, but I’ve been thinking about fucking you since I woke up naked in your arms this morning.”

“Jesus, Rey,” he breathed, instantly hardening at her whispered words; he loved it when she talked dirty to him. Fingers contracting around her soft mound, Ben zeroed in on her hard-tipped nipple, rolling and pinching it between his thumb and index finger until she was squirming in her seat.

Sighing prettily, Rey stretched like a cat under the tantalizing pressure. “I love the feel of your hands on me.” She waited a beat, savoring his touch, before dragging his hand down her body. “Would you like to see how much?”

“Did you…did you leave your panties at home too?” he said in a strangled voice.

“Hmm…I don’t remember,” Rey said coyly. “Can you check for me?”

“Rey, we shouldn’t…”

“Why not?”

“Because we’re in a moving vehicle?” Ben said gruffly, trying to fight against his baser urges. “We could crash.”

“No, we won’t. I trust you,” she assured him.

“Rey…”

“Please touch me, Ben,” she tempted, caressing the back of his hand. “I know you won’t let anything happen to us.”

“Dammit, Rey, this is so dangerous…” Ben said roughly, but he couldn’t seem to stop himself from slipping his hand between her smooth thighs; that pleading look on her face was just too enticing.

Glancing nervously at the road every few moments, Ben sucked in a harsh breath as he delved under her sweatshirt. Finding her bare beneath the garment, Ben tunneled his fingers through her neatly trimmed thatch of curls, tracing the seam of her pussy with calculated restraint.

“Oh!” Rey gasped in response, spreading her legs wider as he toyed with her. “Ben!”

Separating her tender folds, he massaged her tight opening lightly. “Is this what you want? Or do you want my fingers inside you?”

“Yes! Please!”

“Yes to the first question or…?”

“Ben Solo, I swear to god!” she growled threateningly.

Grinning at her heated reply, Ben gently penetrated her slick entrance, groaning as her wet flesh parted for his thick middle finger. “You’re so wet!” he said appreciatively, twisting his wrist as he pushed deeper.

“I can’t help it!” Rey confessed, clutching at his sleeve. “We haven’t been able to make love in days and I’ve been going crazy!”

Maintaining a death grip on the steering wheel with his free hand, Ben added a second finger, curling them in a come-hither motion while his thumb found her pulsing clitoris. “Did you touch yourself last night? Wishing I was coherent enough to satisfy you?”

“Yes!”

“I’m sorry, sweetheart,” Ben said sincerely, gliding in and out of her with practiced skill, “but I’m here now.”

Traffic was thinning out as they neared the exit to the expressway, so Ben chanced a longer glance at his lover. Body tense, head thrown back, eyes shut firmly against the blinding pleasure he was giving her…damn, she was beautiful. She was everything he could ever ask for in a partner and more, and somehow, she loved him. Sometimes he still couldn’t quite wrap his head around it.

“Ben! I’m so close!” Rey said excitedly, sitting up straighter as he continued to finger her, bending her knees and lifting her feet to rest on the edge of the seat.

The position opened her up to him ever more as the sweater fell away from her thighs, and Ben was suddenly, exceptionally glad for the illegal tint on his windows. He’d been working on his possessive tendencies over the last few months, but the thought of anyone else seeing Rey in such a vulnerable state was disturbing.

“Baby, please,” Rey begged, lifting her hips in time with the motion of his hand.

“What do you need?” he rasped.

“Harder! Faster!”

Ben redoubled his efforts, vigorously rubbing her clit as he thrust a third digit into her honeyed depths, enjoying the way her voice cracked as he filled her. “That’s it, sweetheart,” he encouraged, “fall over the cliff; I’ll catch you.”

Rey began to shake as she neared completion, tossing her head from side to side against the headrest, simultaneously trying to pull away and get closer to his searching fingers. And then she was tipping over the precipice, screaming his name in a riot of pleasure before collapsing against his side.

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Ben curved his arm around her shoulders as she came down, pulling her closer. “How do you feel?”

“Amazing,” she whispered, nuzzling against his bicep. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Ben said. “Now that you’re—ah—Rey?”

“Yes?” she said innocently.

“What are you doing?”

“Nothing…” Rey said, skating her fingertips up his broad thigh to the tie of his gray sweatpants.

“Rey.”

“Hmm?” she murmured, already sliding her hand into his pants and under the band of his black silk boxers.

Ben managed not to jerk the wheel as she grasped his hard member, but only just. “Fuck!”

“Oh, baby, you must be in so much pain,” she baited, gently stroking him from tip to hilt.

“You have no idea,” he gritted out.

“No?” Rey pulled back, hooking her fingers in his waistband. “Let’s see what we can do about that then. Lift your hips.”

After a brief hesitation, Ben carefully took his foot off the gas and lifted away from the driver’s seat, allowing Rey to tug his pants down far enough to free his arousal. He was too far gone to deny her at this point, regardless off his misgivings, and they both knew it.

“Good boy,” she said approvingly, wrapping both hands around him this time. Rey let out an appreciative whistle as he grew impossibly harder in her grasp, adrenaline mixing with their natural chemistry to create a perfect storm of love and lust. “Damn.”

“Like what you see?” Ben murmured.

“You know I do.” Rey licked her lips, stealing his focus away from the road again.

Hell, who are you kidding? Ben thought fondly. She’s been districting me since day one.

Having grown up as the son of a prominent politician, Ben was used to minding his manners in public. But the more he made love with Rey, the more he wanted her; regardless of the appropriateness of time or location. If fanciful things like soulmates and kindred spirits really existed, Rey was definitely his.

“Don’t miss the entrance,” she reminded him wryly when he continued to stare at her.

“Shit!” Snapping back to attention, Ben quickly boarded the on-ramp and merged onto the empty freeway. “Wow, that was a close—oof!” he grunted as Rey suddenly unbuckled her seatbelt and scrambled over the middle console to straddle his lap.

“Rey!” he protested, caging her in as he grabbed the steering wheel with both hands to avoid running off the road.

“Keep driving,” she said huskily, lifting up to align their bodies. “I’ll do all the work.”

“Rey, I don’t think—oh, fuck!” Ben rumbled as she impaled herself on his thick erection.

“Ben!” she whimpered, rocking back and forth until he was fully seated inside her sticky heat.

Knuckles turning white on the controls, Ben barely resisted the urge to close his eyes as Rey made love to him. “You feel so good!” he choked.

“So do you!” Rey bit her lip, shifting so slowly that Ben could only classify her movements as sensual torture. “I love you, baby.”

“I love you too!” Ben palmed her left buttock, needing to touch her despite the risk.

Rey moaned as he kneaded her supple skin, bracing her knees on the seat and her hands on his broad shoulders so that she could rise up and down more quickly.

“Do you know why green apple is my favorite flavor?” Ben asked, recalling the lollipop now taking up residence on the floorboard.

“No!” Rey panted, grinding down against him.

“It’s because you tasted like green apple the first time we kissed,” he said hoarsely, shockwaves rocketing up his spine as she twisted her hips. “You had just downed an appletini at—”

“Mos Eisley Cantina,” Rey supplied, looping her arms around his neck. “Wow, I can’t believe you remember that.”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Ben said tenderly. “You mean everything to me.”

Rey froze for space of seconds, staring at him with her heart in her eyes, and then she was kissing the breath out of him, melding their lips and bodies and souls together with a fervor that scorched him. Pulling over before he lost his mind altogether, Ben quickly threw the car into park and discarded his seatbelt.

“Baby, baby, I need you to—ah!” Rey gasped as he dragged her sweatshirt over her head and half-swallowed her right breast.

Suckling her plump nipples in turn, Ben circled her waist, matching Rey’s rhythm and driving her toward a second climax with every powerful thrust of his hips.

“Come on, sweetheart,” he urged, starting to lose his grip as her sheath clamped down on his cock so tightly he thought he might faint from the pleasure of it.

“I’m almost—I—”

As Rey’s exquisite body danced before him, it finally dawned on Ben that he was still mostly clothed while she was completely nude. Enthralled by the dichotomy, he reached between their bodies to caress Rey’s sopping core, strumming her clit and sucking her nipples until her back arched and she was crying out in supplication.

“Ben!” she whined. “I’m—I’m coming! Oh, god! I’m—Ben!”

Her release triggering his own, Ben crushed her against him, burying his face in her sweetly scented hair as he floated on a cloud of physical and emotional satisfaction. There was no one else like her in all the world, no one else who could match him. After years of fending off debutants and gold-diggers, Ben knew that he had finally found the one.

Damn, he was lucky.

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“Are you okay?” Rey queried, running her fingers through his hair in the aftermath. “Still feeling hungover?”

“Between you and the car horn I’m a little deaf now, but other than that…” he teased, trailing his fingers up and down her smooth back. “I feel right as rain, sunshine.”

“Oh my god! I didn’t even realize I was pressing against it!” Rey laughed, impishly pecking him on the lips. “I guess things got a little out of hand.”

“A little?” Ben said sardonically, indicating their state of undress. “The party last night was a little out of hand. What we just shared was out of this world.”

“Cosmic,” she agreed happily, snuggling against his firm chest. “And you know what I want now?”

“More?” he leered.

“Breakfast!”

“You’re still thinking about food?” Ben said in mock indignation, leaning down to pry the dirty green lollipop off his pristine floor mat and pointing it at her accusingly. “I give you all I have to give while trying not to crash the car and—”

Rey silenced him with a kiss, taking the sucker out of his hand and tossing it into an empty cup holder. “Feed me and we can spend the rest of the day in bed.”

“Well, if that isn’t the best deal I’ve heard all day,” Ben grinned, helping her back into her own seat before setting their clothing to rights. “It’s a shame you have to put that old hoodie back on though, you look so much better without it.”

“I’m sure,” Rey retorted, rolling her eyes. “Now, let’s eat!”

Later, when they were finally seated at Maz’s diner and Rey was diving into a mountain of pancakes and bacon, Ben couldn’t help but think that burnt toast and runny eggs had never tasted so good.

-FIN-

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A/N: First of all: don’t have sex and drive, friends! Cause you will crash and you will die! Second of all: thanks for indulging me and reading my little smutty fic! I have a tone of other Reylo fics, so please check them out as well!