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[r4vn]

—ACHE

jann x reader

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disclaimers: +18, smutty smut, nsfw, dom!jann, fem!reader, hook up is first sorry, unprotected p in v (stay safe out there guyz), creampie, grinding, sexual tension, cunnilingus (my boy a eaterr), getting railed like a nail ;), hypersensitivity, delayed orgasm, drinking, jealousy, pining, edging, fingering, hickeys, mutual orgasm, command and obey, 'good boy', reader is a TOXIC WHORE,

—synopsis: you were looking for a simple hook up to sasiate your needs. unfortunately it didnt do enough, so when your certain entanglement finds out, he intends to out-do that hook up of yours.

a/n: hi guys :D major disclaimer: you "fuck" matty davis first. but he is a nobody in this college AU except for being an attractive nerd..its slightly long but i swear its all worth it in the end ;) so bear with me for the beginning. but i hope you enjoy this dominant jann that plays with you :) all love and sorry for typos!

「divider by @/cafekitsune」

you weren't the type to get around on campus like the stories you heard of girls who did. but you did like you get what you want. you were a gorgeous girl, one who wasn't afraid to say what was on her mind. in your friend group, you entangled yourself with a particular guy, jann mardenborough. you and jann had been friends with benefits for a couple of months now, ignoring any and all allegations towards you two. in the group, it was known but unspoken of the chemistry you had with the tall brunette. but with being unclaimed, you did your own thing and it would cause problems with jann. you subtly flirted with anyone you found your type. you didn't mean anything by it, but when jann saw it, the tensions would grow between the two of you. the last time you were with him was weeks ago and right now you were aching for some intimacy.

you decided to find a hook-up. and what perfect hook-up would anyone be if it wasn't a hot nerd? you enjoyed a good cliche. matty davis was a rather quiet guy in your math lecture, but god was he rather good looking. soft black curls, broad shoulders and brown skin.

he reminded you of jann just briefly, but before you could stop your thoughts, you wondered how he, jann would react if he saw what you were about to do. how rough infatuation rage would curl at the lips of his mouth.

how hot his hands looked gripping your body...

you snap out of your thoughts to stop the boy you were with now, matty, from yapping away.

"and so the f of x is imputed by 6x–"

"matty ..let's take a break, yes? yes." you answered yourself before the deja vu looking man could respond. you hopped up from off the floor to sit on the edge of his bed. "come sit by me?" you asked sweetly. matty stuttered to catch his words, eventually clearing his throat.

"s-..sure yeah. did you want to play.. video games?" he queried with a soft, reluctant voice. you smile gently as him while your eyes glanced down to his crotch area.

"no, let's practice more math actually. my lips plus your lips." you declared. you then went to straddling him and leaning in centimeters away from his face. you giggled at the sound of matty gasping and physically tensing at the position you two were in. he almost forgot to breathe as his eyes darted between your gaze and your mouth.

"you wanna kiss me..–?" he asked in perplexity. you parted your lips and nodded eagerly, wanting to devour the boy right here.

"so so bad matty.." you gasped hurriedly with lust and quickly clouded your head. your body ached against the fine build of a man. you felt his hands resistant climbing your thighs to your waist as if he were trying to calm a severe urge inside.

"god..please [y/n]." he frustratedly mewled out. his and your eyes glazed over in pure tension between you two. before you could give permission, matty kissed you full of held-back hunger. all the eagerness. maybe because his body ached when you around. he never thought he had a chance with you. he was an attractive guy yes, but his dorky introverted demeanor did not lead him for the popular type. he was definitely known to be unusually attractive for an average computer science major though.

anyone could tell he worked out whenever he wasn't wearing a hoodie or jacket. his midnight black curly hair complimented his clay brown skin. and his soft, darkened brown eyes simply brought the whole face together. you leaned into the kiss equalling his hunger, arching into him as his hands roughly held your hips. it sent a tingle down your legs.

matty then held the side of your face with one hand, wrapping an entire arm around you with his other. you pulsated right onto his growing tent, moaning into the curly boy's mouth. grinding your hips against his earned you the most walls-aching moan you could hear from the boy under you. your walls pulsated and you could feel the drool dripping into your underwear.

you loved dominating a man just enough to the point where his entire body bent to your will, your touch, your mere presence. you always got off to male audios on pornsites, not caring for videos. seeing a man submit and tremble did things to nearly every fiber in your being yes, but hearing it rocked your walls. you gained a second heartbeat immediately listening to an audible male moaning.

"yes matty, yes–" you moaned again into his mouth, a moan of his replying. you soon were flipped onto the bed, earning him a gasp. he kissed down your throat, beginning to suck at your skin.

"not too many–" you whispered in a hush tone. "–i'll allow just one hickey." matty quickly obeyed, sucking at your neck again. he stayed in the same spot and sucked and licked, hushed whimpers escaping your throat. matty soon stopped abusing your neck and continued his kisses down your torso. you gasped as he pulled off your pants and slid in between your thighs.

really just skips right to it huh ..

you replace the brief unamusement off your face into another lusted one, watching as he kissed your clothed pussy.

hm..he kinda looks like.. that's it. no further you thought.

"hey wait– lets just...grind. i wanna tease you, please. a slow building orgasm hits way harder, i promise." you advertised. he stared at you in the slightest confusion of his foggy expression. matty blinked back into reality after thinking to himself and he began to take off his pants, simply pulling out his boner from his underwear.

"i'm alright with that ..c'mere." you giggled as he grabbed you by your waist to pull you to his lap, his cock sitting right between your soaked lips. you groaned in surprise at the pulsating warmth you felt against your entrance, nearly wanting to risk it all. but you didn't want him in the end. the beginning was just fine, whilst another man occupied your thoughts for the end.

the noirette man wasted no time grinding up against your pussy. you moaned suddenly, not expecting to be as sensitive as you were as he clothed fucked you.

"[y/n]–...[y/n] ugh–.." the man moaned under you and you quickened your pace against the man.

your pussy pulsated. you were close to cumming. it was unexpected but maybe it was because you were imagining someone else. he damn near sounded like him, only more masculine. you liked when your men trembled and mewled under or over you. to see a man look like that, made you want to ride him for hours just to hear him like that. you closed your eyes to listen to matty's whimper. you felt his legs shake and the tremble in his voice started to produce.

so close, so close, so close..!

"fuck–!!" matty suddenly said, stopping your hips. you immediately open your eyes to the boys cock convulsing between your clothed folds, that peaking orgasm of yours hitting the tip just for a second before decreasing rapidly due to no more friction being present.

"o-oh god..yes..[y/n].." he groaned. his eyes rolled even. you then sighed deeply in disappointment, matty too out of it to catch it.

"we should....we should do this again sometime." he exhaled out.

"right." you gave him a half smile and got up off of him, immediately getting your clothes.

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"awh jann has become all famous on us, being a real racer and all yeah?" a boy jousted, sipping on his beer. you couldn't help but join in on the laughter of teasing jann around the bonfire. the group of friends you and jann shared would always hold a bonfire session every couple of weeks. it was nice to hangout and share a couple of beers (sometimes stronger alcohol) to get away from classes and exams.

"heh– its a good reason to get out of class most definitely." jann replied with a cheeky smile. antonio shrugged and nodded.

"thats very true, not having to sit in physics class and instead driving for fun seems like the better option." the group agreed. you sipped your beer, simply listening to the conversation. you occasionally watched jann, making sure to look away from him when he looked at you. one thing about women is that they can always tell when a man is staring even when not look at them.

"yeah definitely. i still need to study though before exams, or i am so fucked. " jann scoffed, briefly thinking about how low this grades have been. he was passing the majority of his classes, but with C's, and damn near failing physics. racing was distracting him from his more studious responsibilities and he needed to improve.

"speaking of studying–" leah chimed in, subtly walking over to you from her spot with antonio. she finished the second half of her beer before placing the bottle at her feet. a smirk played on her lips as she looked at you.

"a little birdy– cough antonio cough –told me that he saw you and matty leave math class together yesterday." your heart dropped. you didn't know why, because it's not like you were in a relationship. but for some reason anxiety filled your ribcage.

"wh– matty? the odd quiet computer nerd?" jann asked quickly, not hiding his shock. leah giggled and nodded to the curly brunette. your eyes looked over to jann, whose gaze darkened but diverted. he began to down his beer subtly, opening another one right after.

"so what?" you started. "yes we studied together, why is that such a big deal?" you scoffed.

"maybe because the two of you were nowhere to be found on campus 'studying', [y/n]. which can only mean you when to his apartment or he went to yours." leah rebuttled, tilting her head down. you took a big swing of your beer, giving her a distasteful look.

"if you must know, yes, we studied at his apartment. which, mind you, is literally a walk away from the residence building we all live in. its not like i was an hour away with a guy i sort of don't know." you explained. leah's lips formed into a downward smile before she surrendered, backing off with her hands in the air.

"these are valid points yes, but were his flat-mates there?" leah continued obnoxiously. its as if she was playing chess and she thought you were playing checkers. you rose a brow and took a glance at the rest of the group who also seemed to be interested. you had nothing to hide though. you were going to say everything but you didn't want everyone's nose in your business, especially the particular nose who wasn't looking at you but was still listening.

"no, his flat-mates were not home. we studied for maybe half an hour before i made out with him." no one said anything. shock washed over leah's face and her eyes glanced over at jann, who still wasn't looking at you. it was silently known that you and jann had a sort of different relationship than others in the group, a closer one. but the two of you always said you were single. anyone in the group could see the chemistry whenever you were near him but could also always feel the tension whenever you and jann got into ruts.

"and yes, if you must know, since you all are in my business, he was a good kisser. anything else?" you were met with silence again. you simply shrugged and grabbed another beer from the cooler, cracking it open. and with the universe already slightly fucking you over, you heard cop sirens, perking up.

"time to go!" antonio yelled, dumping a pre-filled bucket of water on the bonfire. you cursed under your breath, quickly grabbing your bag and the empty bottle. you threw it in the now unlit barrel before you, leah, jann, and antonio began running to the cars.

"go go go!" leah yelled, laughing drunkenly. you chuckled at her unseriousness, before hopping into one of the cars. you saw both leah and antonio hop into the car next to you, meaning only one thing. you turned into the driver's side door opening to jann jumping in. his eyes still wore a dark expression, and you could only curse mentally. you didn't have time to switch cars though, so you buckled up. yes, you were slightly glad jann was a professional racer which meant he could outsmart the cops. you could only hope for antonio and leah though.

jann shifted gears and reversed quickly from the empty industrial lot before driving off, antonio quickly behind. in the rear view mirror you saw the blinding cop lights, exhaling sharply.

"hold on." jann finally says. you immediately tighten your seat belt and grip the car door as jann took a sharp turn, then another, and pulled into an alleyway. he immediately shut off the car before looking behind him. antonio's car zoomed last and not long after, so did the cop car. your phone buzzed and you quickly opened it seeing it was leah.

leah

we'll lose them don't worry. you two head home!

your shoulders relax a bit more before leaning back in your seat with a sigh.

"leah said go ahead without them they will be okay." jann didn't say anything, only starting the car up again. the ride back to the flat was around 10 to 15 minutes based on traffic. you had two beers, three counting the full one you were still holding. jann had only two, so you presumed he was sober enough to drive. it was a silent ride, you didn't dare start any conversation after what was said at the bonfire. you just wanted to get home and thank jann for the ride. you lifted the bottle to your lips and quickly downed a third of it, the action made jann glance over at you.

"are you serious right now. drinking in the car?" he rolled his eyes at your absurdity. you looked around, narrowing your brows.

"i'm not the one driving, so therefore it is not unlawful." you heard jann scoff but say nothing else. seconds passed before he spoke again.

"matty, huh. you went for that out of all people?" at last, a smile threatened to appear on your lips. you knew this conversation was coming. it was* a little funny to you seeing jann jealous over someone who isn't his.

"why do you care?" you sighed.

"i don't." the brunette replied sharply. you glanced at jann again to see his eyes forward and only* forward. his hands gripped the steering wheel tighter than usual.

"so why ask?" you bit back, sipping your beer again. you were met with silence again. jann was in a pissy mood and frankly you had no time for it. if he wanted to do something he could. the two of you have history, well, a background since history means in the past. but the last time you were with jann was almost a month ago, so it was relatively recent. you got into it with him because of your feelings. you got jealous at a party and you didn't want to accept you were so jann tried to call you out on it. you then went into defense mode and said some harsh things.

"i wasn't looking for an answer. it was a rhetorical question." you hummed in response. you didn't say much else and looked straight ahead as jann did.

what the fuck do you want from me ..

you didn't get with matty to spite jann. matty was attractive to you. he was what you wanted yes but not what you needed. not what your body yearned for. not what your head buzzed about.

"i didnt fuck him," you started. "there was dry humping involved though."

"oh really?" jann rolled his eyes, laughing in disbelief. you turn to the irked racer and smiled sweetly. resting your elbow on the center console with your chin in your palm, you admired how pretty jann look while jealousy painted his aspect.

"yeah. wasn't really 'dry' though, considering i was soaking through my panties. and he didn't have underwear on." you told with another few sips. jann's breathing gradually shallowed ever so slightly at your words. the car picked up speed and jann didn't dare look at you. you weren't scared, instead keeping your devious demeanor act going. you knew jann would never put you in danger and you trusted him with your life regarding cars.

"so i straddled him and grinded my soaked, clothed pussy onto his dick until he came." jann's head began to cloud his hearing, thoughts buzzing louder than your words. he didn't dare look at you, he couldn't. not with the words that left your tongue. his body became hot. and he couldn't decide if it was hot and angry or hot and bothered. neither one sufficed him though because in the end, he'd get what he wanted.

"unfortunately didn't get to finish myself. so, don't think i'd do it again with him." you sighed out dramatically before sitting back in your seat. the air in the car felt heavy now and you said nothing else for the remainder of the ride. you noticed he drove on his side of the residence building, not where you lived.

"c'mon." jann finally pulled into the parking lot of the residence apartments and quickly got out of the car. you wanted to argue. you wanted to walk away but as much as you enjoyed the chase, you obeyed jann's command and followed him to his apartment. jann unlocked his door and you followed him into the silent flat. he turned on the lights to the living room.

he then swiftly grabbed your bottle of beer and walked into the kitchen, also opening the cabinet to grab a glass.

"hey that's mine–" you started, shoulders immediately slumping as he finished it. you stood near the counter with your arms crossed as he downed your drink.

"that's for drinking in my car." he stated. the bottom of the bottle slapping the counter loudly. you shook your head and began to walk towards the door.

"stop." you did. you don't know why, but you did. you turned to jann who pulled a bottle of vodka from the fridge and filled a fourth of the glass. he immediately downed it, his lips curling at the taste.

"what, jann. why am i here?" you questioned, tired of the riddles.

"don't know, why are you?" he responded in a snarkish tone.

"you told me to follow." you replied, followed with an eye roll.

"and you listened." you were silent this time, simply staring at the tall man dominating your presence with his. his eyes met yours for a series of seconds before he took another shot of vodka. the alcohol warmed his chest even more. jann chuckled to himself with a sigh.

"i told you to follow. i told you to stop. and you listened. funny how that works?" jann pulled off his jacket, placing it over the kitchen counter. "you are at my beck and call. my command."

jann walked closer to you and you instinctively stepped back. but the second you stepped, his hand grabbed your waist to keep you from retracting. your breath hitched as you looked up to his dark gaze.

"you pine for me, [y/n]." jann derided you, chuckling. you felt taunted, mocked. because jann was right, the second he commands you, you obey. like a puppy listening to its owner. you were magnetized to the man looming over you. god you practically ached for him to either be in you, under you, or over you.

"i bet i'm better than him at it." jann finally said.

"better at what? grinding?" you snorted, grabbing the bottle from his hand. you poured your shot in his glass, downing it quickly as he did. the drink burned your throat, almost immediately hitting your bloodstream.

"that, and kissing." he scoffed.

"show me then." you proposed. you were damn near prepared for him to attack your lips.

"you first." jann retorted cockily. you rose a brow, wiping the excess vodka from the corner of your mouth.

"y...you want me to show you how he kissed me?" you asked, quite baffled.

"yep, show me." jann continued to challenge. he must have forgotten who you were. how you were.

"okay." you replied, and damn sure wasted no time.

"oka–" before he could finish repeating after you, you had pulled him by his waist and smashed your lips together like water and fire fighting for dominance. your hand cupped the entire side of his face and you wrapped a hand around his waist like matty did to you. jann made a sound into your mouth. a groan of some sort, but hearing it sounded like an impatient growl. jann quickly pinned your hands behind you on the counter, pushing up against your body with your hips connecting.

"he's a terrible kisser.." jann huffed out, caressing your face with his, and your lips with his lips. he made sure to keep the slightest amount of distance so you couldn't fully capture his lips again.

"so show me how much better you are." you managed to gasp out. jann immediately grabbed your jaw with his free hand and kissed you again. this time, it was much slower, and made you even weaker in the knees. your eyes fluttered shut as you matched his speed, moaning into his mouth. jann slowed it down even further, making sure to listen to the wet sounds of disconnecting and reconnecting lips again. the sound made you pulsate downstairs between your thighs. it made you whimper helplessly at the slowest, most hottest make out you've ever had with jann. the slow pace made you buzz all over. him humming as he kissed you with tongue made you moan from the vibration on your lips. your hips bucked against his. the slow kissing turned you on immensely and the intimacy left you in mere shambles.

"please jann." you mewled into his mouth. jann hummed tauntingly in response before picking up speed when he firmly grabbed your hair. he tilted your head back slowly whilst kissing you faster, your whimpers becoming more prominent. this, was janns secret weapon, because he knew. he knew your mouth was your erogenous zone and how it affected you physically and audibly. how you dripped at the mere action of kissing and how it made your core hot.

"you wanted better, i'm giving you better. you enjoy the chase more than being caught [y/n]," jann kissed you roughly again. "you enjoy the tension and the pining." you cried out at his words. "you'd rather be teased for hours than fucked, because the game is much more fun for you than the prize." he was right, you loved foreplay, so much that you got off on foreplay.

you loved when you and jann would have a lazy day and suddenly while watching tv he would caress your clit. flicking and rubbing to start an all-day edging session. it was one of your favorite things to do because the orgasms in the end made you able to feel your walls contract against one another.

"please use me jann please—" jann kissed down your jaw now, listening to your pleading as he went lower.

"don't worry darling, we start right here in this kitchen." jann caressed your collarbone with his lips, allowing his full hand to cup your pulsing pussy. you drew in a slow gasp and your knees felt even weaker.

"stand." he said, and you obeyed almost on cue. he rocked his hand slowly against your clothed pussy, watching your hips move in a mirrored rhythm of jann's. you moaned ever so tenderly, eyes rolling as your body began tingling all over.

"look at you already losing your strength under me. so simple." the racer finally let your hands go so you could hold yourself up as he played with you. you gripped the counter and kept your head back in ecstasy. the friction was only minimal but you were hypersensitive when it came to foreplay, because your body ached for more than just light caresses and it was never fully granted, leaving you in a craving pile of lust.

jann abused your neck as his hand swiftly undid your tied sweats strings to loosen them. he noticed the one hickey you allowed, making his blood run hotter. his hand dipped in between the fabric of your sweats and underwear. applying pressure against the soaked fabric. your feet immediately arched and a sharp gasp left your mouth. you held onto janns arms now, panting at the slightest touch you hungered to increase.

"you're practically dripping, [y/n]." jann groaned against your now heavily bruised neck. he slightly surprised himself with how many he made. he stopped giving a fuck and continued down to your collar bone. he was going to make sure the others knew who you with the night prior.

"uh huh– mmh–..yes..for you jann." you managed to mumble out.

"im .." jann pauses, his hand finally reaching between your skin and panties now, massaging your clit in slow circular motions. you broke a moan, almost falling as the man touched you. "..pleased, [y/n]."

your womanhood practically longed for him down there again. his cool fingers increase the experience times two, causing you to ride his fingers excitedly.

"so eager [y/n], breathe for me." he cooed into your skin. reluctantly, you forced yourself to slow your huffs and pants, gulping down the lump in your throat. you wouldn't believe what was happening right now. you and jann, tipsy in the kitchen with his slender cold digits down your pants and decorating your skin with various colors of red, pink, and purple bruises.

jann closed his heavy eyelids and damn near melted into you. he focused on where his fingers touched you, the tips of his fingers gliding along your lubricated lips and even wetter folds. his ears got lost in your sounds from above and below. it was near silent in the flat with his flat-mates conveniently going out on this saturday evening. between your slickness and your salacious vocals jann couldn't decide what turned him on more. he head buzzed with foggy thoughts he was going to take action on soon. his middle and ring fingers finally suddenly entered you and you groaned at the slight relief of your ache. he groaned at how warmth your insides were.

"just like that ..mhm." you pleaded as his fingers kept a smooth hooked pace. you felt jann's hard-on pressed up against your thigh and he began grinding against it impatiently. the quivers radiated through your pelvic bone and caused your entrance to gush even more around the racer's hand.

jann groaned out of growing frustration. he clenched his jaw and finally wanted to stop standing. he took his fingers from your hole and entered them past your lips where you gladly licked them clean of your juices. you finally opened your eyes to a very aroused jann mardenborough. his cheeks were flushed, his lips parted with glazed over eyes. he looked so pretty while nearly wanting you as much as you wanted him. the curly brunette finally had enough and picked you up to throw you over his shoulder. you squeaked out of surprise, trying not to laugh as you bounced gently with jann's every step.

jann entered his room and gently threw you on the bed before stripping you of your clothing. when you were finally in your underwear, he secured your wrists again down near your core and dipped down between your hips. jann pressed his tongue against your wet underwear, sucking you though the cloth. your locked fingers fiddled with the jann's while you pressed your hips further into janns tongue. the sudden difference in temperature of his tongue and his fingers caused you to shudder. jann pulled off your underwear and dug his face into your core again, lapping up your juices in content. your body bucked and squirmed as he ate you from the outside in.

"yes ..yesyes..right here–" you huffed, nearing your end so quickly after so much build up. jann continued his motions of tongue around your clit. your walls clenched, then again, then another. you were nearing.

"jann– im gonna–!!" you squeaked, ready to explode onto his taste buds. alas, the man between your thighs paused and retracted his tongue. you whined in response.

"oh [y/n], you want to cum?" jann chuckled, his facial scruff tickling your clit gingerly. you keenly rotated your hips to chase after your climax with an impatient nod.

"yes, please. i was so close i–" you babbled, looking down at the view below you. jann looked hungry, but clearly held back just to make you suffer in sexual frustration.

"i know sweetheart, but i want to play with you for a bit. i want to show you how much better i am at pleasing you yes? so you're going to announce when you are close to orgasming and i will stop everytime till i believe you deserve to cum. do you understand?" jann carefully articulated his words, your foggy head slowly taking them in.

"yes .." you murmured.

"yes what?"

"yes sir." you corrected, nodding. jann dove back into your core, licking between your inner folds once more. he pushed his tongue into you, causing a whole other wave of pleasure.

jann edged you for up to 20 minutes and you were on the edge of losing your mind. he ate you, flicked your clit with the pad of his thumb to overstimulate, and used the tip of his tongue to circle your clothed pearl. you were a hot and bothered, teary eyed, trembling mess under the giant of a man. you begged and pleaded but jann ignored. yet, he couldn't ignore the growing wet spot in his own boxers. his pulsating cock was beginning to mix with uncomfortable pressure. at last, jann finally believed you had enough. he pulled off his pants and let go of your wrists. you immediately sat up on your elbows to a lengthy cock resting above your womanhood. it was worth, hot almost and you moaned at the sight of it.

"you're going to cum by my cock, not my tongue." jann concluded, rubbing your wetness with his length. his tip encircled your swollen pretty clit, causing him to curse under his breath. the way you were sprawled out under him practically pushing onto his cock made him want to finish right there. he wasted no time pushing his stiff length into you. a mutual moan escaped the both of you from the rush of relief and pleasure.

"jann.." you trembled out with every thrust. you were all caught up in your clouded mind, moaning his name over and over again. jann's eyes fluttered closed, listening to your voice like it was his favorite song playing over and over again. he lost all restraint inside of you, not holding back anymore. he grabbed your thighs and pinned your legs back to begin ramming into you.

jann's cock dug through you at the new position, nearly causing you to cry out loudly. you half covered your mouth with one hand and gripped the cotton sheets with the other. your vision went in and out from such immense ecstasy diffusing throughout your limbs, your bones, every fiber of your being.

"[y/n]– you feel so..good–" jann groaned, licking his lips. he smiled briefly to see you so incapacitated under him, full of bliss. your walls clenched around him again and again.

soon your legs began to tremble as you were rammed into like a nail with a hammer. you loved it, you missed it even. it had been nearly a month since you can jann hooked up, all because you wanted to deny certain feelings and thoughts. you didnt know what the hell was going to be said after this fuck session so you only worried about the present; you were reaching your orgasm for the upteenth time and you wanted it more than ever.

jann could feel your second heartbeat against the head of his cock and readjusted to hit right above your cervix, where the heartbeat met his tip. a shudder shot down his spine suddenly, he was close. and your increasing contractions were assisting both you and him to climax.

"are you going to cum [y/n]? yeah? hm?" the brunette moaned out. you mhm’ed several times, your voice getting higher with each one.

"i give you permission." and with those words, you shut your eyes and moved your hips to the rhythm of jann's for your reward.

"jann...jann–! ..yes yes im gonna– ..cumming–" you cried out, inducing full body convulsions. "–cumming!" you managed to sob out. jann slowed his thrusts to watch your being tremble under him. he was at his limit now, whimpering at your erotic demeanor.

"mmh– [y/n]– i need to cum ..please let me cum." you opened your eyes to a very pent of jann trying his best not to finish. you couldn't help but smile. such a dominant man still asking for permission. you could say you both are wrapped around each other's fingers.

"cum for me jann." you declared, mewling as he thrusted into you again for a few more. jann reached his orgasm right as yours was finishing, his cock pulsing in response to your walls. jann's voice went up a pitch higher in his moans with his hips bucking from his high.

"good boy.." you moaned out, reaching for him. jann leaned into your hands, allowing you to cradle his head as he laid on you. you moved his head upwards to meet his eyes before kissing him sweetly.

"good boy."

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[everythingne]

looking in a mirror // op81

fcs: // archie madekwe (rhys) / ruby campbell (y/n / daisy)

oscar piastri x reader series

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with porsche making a new f1 team, two new drivers enter the grid. meet the pearce siblings, rhys pearce who's been racing with charles and max since their rookie days, and his baby sister y/n 'daisy' pearce who has been sponsored by sebastian vettel since she started with logan and oscar.

when porsche chooses to separate the siblings, allowing mclaren to recruit rhys, they bring in oscar piastri and by extension, mark webber. it goes as well as most expect it to when mark and sebastian have to try and work together for their drivers' sake.

click! take a pic! :

a look into rhys and daisy's social medias before the announcement of them joining f1 for 2025.

still waters :

oscar and daisy meet alone, before they’re accompanied by their trainers, and find common ground in their pasts and personalities.

riptide :

mark and sebastian have vastly different ideas for how the strategy should go for bahrain. oscar has a mini victory, daisy struggles to adjust from f2 and people learn her politeness is more of a facade than anything.

play nice:

rumors stir about rhy’s treatment within mclaren. daniel makes a new friend, and daisy finds an affinity for keeping the peace between porsche’s team when tensions start to grow between the trainers.

play dirty:

after a dirty move pulled by carlos costs oscar the win, and causes him to crash out, daisy takes it upon herself to set the record straight with the ferrari driver.

two australians and a brit walk into a room :

seb has to miss a race due to family obligations, which is no worry, until reporters give daisy a hard time and she decides to get a bit of a vettel attitude that mark has to try and cool off. oscar ends up fixing the problem.

stepping up :

after daisy’s first podium, sebastian has a joyful interview with lissie, which leads to a bit of a big reveal about the past of the pearce siblings.

and more !

[woodle-isbae]

hii, I have an idea for a request but it's totally fine if you don't like it. I was thinking reader/oc keeps liking pics and videos from the recent runway thing he went to (i forgot what it is exactly) so basically just fangirling and he catches her doing it and just starts teasing like crazy. maybe they just got together and she was trying to hide it so she doesn't put him off or something. I'm sorry if it doesn't make sense I just got so excited that someone was actually taking requests for Archie 💕

"What..what are you doing-?"

"Nothing!"

Whipping your head around and switching your phone off , a wide smile on your face as you kept your phone close to your body

"You weren't doing nothing- I saw you doing..something!"

"You sure your not seeing things?"

Backing away from him , trying to get his mind onto something else other than what you were doing

"C'mon , just hand the phone over, you were definitely writing something..and I saw my name there"

"Your being delusional..haha-"

He crept closer to you , cornering you against a wall and grabbing your phone and bolting off into a diffent room

"Archie madekwe, bring my phone back!"

"Okay , okay fine-"

He quickly placed the phone infront of your face , using face ID to unlock it before he ran away from you again. All blood draining from your body as you stood there in shock

It was quiet for a while before he burst out laughing , you ran in and just watched him grab at his stomach and wheeze

"You- you have a fan page.. for me!?"

"It's not that funny"

"Your right- can't get caught laughing at my biggest fan"

"Archie , seriously. If you wanna continue having your biggest fan , bring it back"

"Your basically living a double life..your feeding them private info"

"Something like that , can we stop talking about it now?"

He only chuckled and handed you the phone back , staring down at you with a sly look , as if he knew something else.

"Your doing this because you know nobody would suspect you, smartass"

"Just let it go man"

You whined out as he wouldn't stop talking about your dumb page , it was mainly for fun but you've been doing this more as a journal, keeping tabs of what events he attended and for what.

The most recent one being the runway show hosted by Lowe.

"Your probably super popular because you get like...rare photos of me and stuff"

"Basically"

"So-"

"Stop asking about it "

"Okay...buttt-"

"Archie!"

[weclassybouquetfun]

Gotta give it to Amazon-MGM marketing for their new SALTBURN FYC (For Your Consumption) poster/billboard.

There is still a lot of time left in awards season

The BAFTAs better do right by this film.

but Barry Keoghan is starting promo for AppleTV+'s MASTERS OF THE AIR which bows on January 26th.

In the main pics for the series Barry is no where to be seen. Over and under on his character biting it in the first two episodes?

I wonder if he told Austin Butler he preferred his Elvis over Jacob Elordis.

Love the baring a hint of skin, Barry. More men should do so.

-Salute to Jacob Elordi doing the bare minimum amount of press, not even for the VOD film that dropped starring he and Zachary Quinto.

HE WENT THAT WAY

and now he's off to work on Guillermo Del Toro's FRANKENSTEIN.

Is he already in costume? The shoulders on that jacket!

Work has him missing out on the BAFTA tea party and the Critics Choice Awards.

Archie, his cousin Ashley Madekwe and Allison Oliver at the BAFTA tea.

For the Critics Choice awards Archie wore a custom suit by Louis Vuitton x Pharrell Williams.

[kellyvela]

I understand Haven is filming again? And something is known about when Joan, because it was announced that soon. And what doesn't concern Sophie, it's just hypocritical and ridiculous, I saw a photo of rat with some girl on vacation, there was no date and month, but I understand that these are recent photos, those photos were intimate, he was hugging with girl and etc., so I understood that this is his new girlfriend. I wonder how his stupid fans will justify him now, because not much time has passed since parting with stormi, and will they worry about who the children are with while rat is on the beach? And I was also surprised that there was nothing in the tabloids about the rat and his new girlfriend, or I simply did not see it. It's obvious that the rat cheated stormi and that he also cheated Sophie. I have an assumption that he cheated on her during the second pregnancy and she set conditions for him, and that's why when he cheated again and tabloids started writing about it, and he hurried to file the divorce first one, so that Sophie would not file when she found out, because if she found out about the divorce from the tabloids, she could also find out about the rumors of betrayal and see it as a double blow, and that's why he also started the slander campaign against Sophie right away, it was all to catch Sophie by surprise and so that she wouldn't have time to do something and react, and he didn't care that she would be hurt and that her reputation would suffer. I'm glad that all his plans failed, but there was still damage to Sophie's reputation. I won't write long, in short I hate this little piece of rat shit.

Yes I suppose the filming re-started or it's about to re-start. Two more actors have been casted:

~~~

Latest updates say Joan will premiere in Autumn/Fall and that fit with what Joan Hannington said herself, that Joan will be out in September 2024:

~~~

The pics of the 🐀 with a new girl are all over the tabloids, TMZ, Daily Mail, etc. And everything appears in the Sophie tag sadly . . . .

~~~

Fingers crossed the divorce finishes soon 🤞🙏

[littlexscarletxwitch]

Gosh, I love this woman so much

Is- is that a lighter? *gulps* If so I wanna be said lighter

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[z1canobi]

From both of these pics (left: Archie Madekwe, another actor in the film & right: the director), I’m 99.99% sure they are gonna be filming Gran Turismo in Budapest. Idk much about Budapest (I should probably look it up). David will probs join them v soon.

Anyways, I have my hopes up that we’ll be getting at least a couple bts pics while filming, but who knows…

#david harbour #gran turismo #Budapest #i am hoping for bts pics

[firemenenthusiast]

yo BROOOOO

HOLY SHIT HOLY SHIT SOGKSBSBSNEKEKE HOLY SHITTTTTJS DVEH IM TWEAKING SOMEONE HELO ME IM GOI G TO BREAK MY SKULL FUCK FUXSKNSNE ECUDLSJS E FUCKIG E SHSHELM HES SO FUUUYCCCCKCCKK

THIS IS SO CUTE OH MY GGGOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD ‼️‼️ IM LOSING MY MIND IM GENUINELY LOSING MY MIND SOMEONE SEDATE ME THIS IS CUTE BUT HES SOO HOOOTTTTT THIS MAKES ME WANT TO GIVE HIM CHIMDREN AND LOTS OF THEM FUCK THE ARMS THE BEARD HIS SKIN HIS HAIR- and i know this is recent too oh my god i NEED THIS MAN

[firemenenthusiast]

2024 summer but its just this

(worshipping archie like old ppl in naples worship diego armando maradona)

LMAAAAOOOO WHY IS THIS PIC SO FUNNY IT’S GIVING THAT EDIT OF ARCHIE SENDING A SELFIE WITH “im doing it, are you?” FUCK 🤣

no cuz archie’s fangirls are so funny and unserious. this, this is the hot girl summer im having 🫵🏻

[firemenenthusiast]

hes so tall HOLY FUCK

HES SO BABYGIRL IN THIS WUAARAGAHRAGSHRAGRH 👹👹 and that signature pose LAWD help me

and his little shoes 😭 god yes he’s so tall i can’t imagine standing beside him cuz i know 6’5 is realllly tall. im 5’8 myself and already considered tall in my country i want to climb him. HE IS WHAT I NEED HE IS WHERE MY PRIORITIES LIE

[firemenenthusiast]

no clue if you know wtf im yapping about BUT THAT VIDEO OF ARCHIE AT THE LOEWE EXHIBITION IS SOO OOOOOHHGFMFF WE NEED SOME TALK BRUH HOLY FUCK

his fashion sense is insane oh my fucking god

I THINK I KNOW WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT BUT IM NOT SURE ???

is it the one where the cameras like on the ground and he’s checking himself out from it ?? cuz that one fucking flipped my stomach upside down thousand delusional scenarios creeping into my head it was crazy 🙂‍↔️☝🏻

i know right ?? like even when he’s wearing a simple tshirt it’s like acne studios or something and with his height !! he needs to model MORE

[firemenenthusiast]

| firemenenthusiast's masterlist |

i write for archie madekwe’s characters ! inbox is always open for talks and request though im warning you it’ll take some time for me to write them. if i haven’t responded to your ask best bet im keeping them for when i actually post the fic ! ^0^

im a certified yapper

so most of these are smut but behold, there's fluff too which i mark with a ‘✰’ and angst, marked with ‘✭’

farleigh start (saltburn 2023);

—"me or you"

summary: when farleigh decided that your rivalry isn’t fun enough for him, he proposes a deal

—"like earth orbiting the sun" ✰

summary: farleigh start! who makes his girlfriend his entire personality.

—"abstinence"

summary: farleigh refuses to admit that he’s physically unable to keep his hands off you, so the both of you place a bet against each other, leading to a week of abstinence

—"spell"

summary: farleigh had trouble resisting you since the first time he saw you so he laid his trap to which you walk right in

—"i wish i knew you wanted me" ✭

summary: a very short thought while i work on the others

—“till death do us apart” ✭

summary: sometimes even fate can be altered

—“casual

summary: there’s a reason why you should never talk about farleigh behind his back

jann mardenborough (gran turismo 2023);

—"being jann's wag" ✰

summary: what its like being at jann’s races

—"untitled"

summary: “hes just a loser when he’s not winning races”

—"let it grow"

summary: nothing left to do when jann finally gets a new haircut except going absolutely feral

—"domestic sub! jann" ✰

summary: he’s a subby man, even casually. here’s some domestic headcannons of my little whiskers meow meow jann mardenborough

—"mile high club"

summary: classic ol’ airplane fucking because jann gets flustered easily

—“reminisce” ✭

summary: angst, what if the crash had an alternate ending ?

kai (voyagers 2021);

—kai x reader headcannons ✰

summary: sfw, fluff. kinda sad tbh

—"influence"

summary: kai is a dumbass who is easily influenced by zac who’s NOT a good person

kofun (see 2019);

—"combat"

summary: trying to walk on such predatory post apocalyptic world with different abilities than others reaps the enjoyment in living, so you try to make the best out of it

random short thoughts;

— jann with buttplugs

— foursome with farleigh, jann and kai

— pervert! kai panties sniffing

—sub!farleigh being a goodboy

—pervert!jann jerking off to your voice

[firemenenthusiast]

holy shit imagine teaching kofun how to eat a pussy GOD HE'D BE SO GOOD AT IT

GUESS WHAT

—“combat”

inexperienced! kofun x fem!reader

summary: trying to walk on such predatory post apocalyptic world with different abilities than others reaps the enjoyment in living, so you try to make the best out of it

warnings: 18+, smut haha 😔, unprotected p in v (please wrap it), cunnilingus, creampie, overstimulation, inexperienced!kofun, cringiness, reference to early episodes

a/n: guys i let delusions take over the best of me so this is extra delusional. i tried to make the plot as accurate as i could also thank you anon for the request !

between being born into and growing up in a family of warriors, your childhood was nothing short of epic. as early as you’ve gotten the ability to walk on this earth your parents made sure to let you explore as much as there is to explore, handing you miniature models of weapons before you could even form coherent sentences so that you’ll be able to fit into the bloodline. you picked your first weapon at 2, though non-fighters of the village thought it was too early, and far too dangerous.

it’s a family tradition, and it’s so that you’ll be able to grow into it. your family believes that weapons and fighters are one, and you’ve grown to embrace the world you grew up in, making sure you live up to the cavernous expectations, no matter how different you actually are apart from everyone. no one knows, except your parents. you’ve been living with a mouth half shut, a heart less full because of the secret that you’ve kept all your lives.

it wasn’t until the twins were born, not long after you were that your parents find out that you’re not the only one. they weren’t sure of how it was possible, no one in your family were given the gift of sight either. but they believe your near relatives somewhere, are also able to see. the twins and you didn’t quite understand that the three of you carry a powerful ability when you were little, it was just the way you were born. sometimes you feel like it’s a curse, with how you have to live a life half a lie, and how you have to be hidden like you’ve killed a bunch and kept the blade.

it’s still fresh in your memory, the moment baba voss came joining you on your daily training in the woods, bringing together haniwa and kofun. you were 5, and so were they. you’re older just by a couple months. it amazed you just how clever they are, and how haniwa is basically another copy of you, with how invested she is in the art of combat. kofun on the other hand, he was quiet. every time baba would bring them along he’d refuse to follow and learn. instead, you’d catch him staring at you before he’d immediately chase away his gaze. one wouldn’t exactly say kofun is shy but he’s definitely quiet most of the times, in contrary to his sister.

the three of you had grown up together, but you evidently spend more time with haniwa, given your shared interests. she’s observant, and incredibly brave, she’s grown to be an amazing fighter, sometimes even surpassing you who grew up with fighters. you learn a lot from her, especially about the real world. you learn a lot from kofun too, particularly on how to read people, especially him who acts less significant than anyone you’ve ever met. sometimes he makes you wonder if he dislikes your presence with how timid he is around you compared to everyone else. he’d voice out his stand and disagree with haniwa any time but will fall quiet the moment you side with her.

part of the village might have found out about the twins’ ability by now but your parents had asked baba voss and paris to refrain from mentioning you. they respect their requests, so it’s just a few of you who knows, less people to worry about snitching when the witch hunter comes for a scavenge. it’s become worse now that the twins are all grown up, and the elderly couldn’t do much anymore in making sure they’re not exposed to threat.

especially with haniwa’s curiosity and kofun’s, well. kofun’s empathy to go help out literally anyone without thinking about his own safety. when the family came back from their trip you’ve heard from your parents about what had happened to kofun, and how his life flashed before his eyes. though the image stroke fear inside you, it was intriguing, and you wanted to listen about it from himself.

“so how did you escape ?” you’d asked him, his eyes were set on the pebbles scattering the ground, something inside him tells that he should be embarrassed with how he ended up being saved by baba voss. he wished he would have fought them on his own, so that he has something to use to impress you when he got back. he’s been on a pursuit of something great ever since he first saw you, something he could be proud of, something he could impress you with, something that he could do together with you but he’d realised long ago that you’re more similar to his sister than him.

his fingers traced along the assortment of tiny rocks from the riverside, picking one up before throwing it into the flowing water. “baba showed up” he quietly answered, his eyes tried to follow the movement of the pebble though it’s disappeared long ago. he looked nothing different than usual, you still find it difficult to tell what he may be feeling.

“that’s a relief ! he’s an incredible warrior” you nudged his left shoulder with your right one, a grin creeping onto your face trying to light up the moment. “wh- no, what ? no it’s not” he snapped, his eyebrows a tight knit while his head turn towards you. his reaction took you a bit by suprise. now you can tell that he’s irritated, yet you can’t figure out why. the sound of the flowing water suffocates the tension between the two of you before you break the momentarily silence, “what do you mean ?”.

shaking his head slightly, he let out a dragged out sigh as the water surface got broken into again by another throw of his hand. “you don’t get it. and so does haniwa it seems” the pebbles on the ground seem to really pique his interests now, with how much he’s doing with them. your eyes follow his movements along the marbled surface, he had some of them balled into his fists, his knuckles white from the hold. “will you do me a favor ?” he continued, still keeping his head down, if not facing towards the stream. you eagerly nodded, though confusion engulfed through rest of you.

“you have to train me” taken aback by his request, you eyes tracked his down as he searched into your eyes. for a few seconds you struggled to react, dancing around the thought on whether he’s being serious. before you knew it your lips are pursed and you’re letting out a chortle.

“so that’s what this is about ?” you asked him within the remainder of your laugh before he frowned, round eyes roam aimlessly across your face, seeking for comfort.

“what ?” a small pout accompanied his frown.

“-because you couldn’t fight for yourself ?” you couldn’t contain your crooked smile before you continue,

“you know, you’re not that bad of a fighter if it wasn’t for your sulky face” you reassured him, if that even counts as reassurance. for the record your intentions were pure.

“sulk- no i’m not ?” he quickly protested, making you laugh harder

“there !” as the realisation hits he turned his head away from you, warmth growing on his cheeks before he planted his feet firm on the ground, threatening to leave you who’s still giggling.

“okay! okay- kofun stop, fine i’ll train you- we’ll train together” you offered, fixing the last bit of your sentence to accommodate his exasperation. he glanced at you from the corner of his eyes before raising his head to look around

“that’s more like it” he responded, though the organ in his chest is pounding hard against the flesh, the heat on his cheeks that never left, now becoming warmer. the cold weather almost froze both your skin off, making the tinge of red across his cheeks visible. you smiled at him, as you reached over to grab his wrist and hold it up against the sky.

since he’d asked you to train him nothing really changed, it’s not like he hasn’t been training at all. just the fact that before, he didn’t take training seriously, he used to take one wrongful step and decided that he’s done for the day. if you didn’t know any better he just looks like he’s easily given up, and that he didn’t care. in fact, he does care, but now even more so than before with the change of his training partner. you hear the heavy axe slice through thin air landing at the wooden target. “nice, kofun !” you yelp from behind him, excited to see his first bullseye. it’s just the two of you today, haniwa said she was joining the two of you yesterday but found out that baba was gonna go into the woods. you’d told her to listen and not follow behind but you know how she is, jumping at any chance for an adventure.

kofun looks as if he’s maintaining his stance, pulling out an arrow from the leather quiver strapped across his broad back before crossing it with his bow. he’s attempting to match the bullseye he just landed with his arrow this time. with one swift draw of the string, the arrow lands right beside the spiked axe. “it worked !” he exclaims, before turning around to find your reaction to what he just did. “i told you” you respond, referring to the knowledge you shared with him, which was telling him to lock his thumb over his curled fingers when aiming.

you’ve always done it like that, so you showed him how when he quipped about your precise shots. now that he’s getting better at this stuff, he’s becoming more eager to try the things he never bothered about. you picked out the foreign lint sticking on your fur collar before fixing your quiver strap. “what do you wanna do now?” you ask, your hands resting on your waist as you watch him walk over you standing on the flat surface at the side, leaping over some forest bushes.

he looks at you, one hand keeping his bow steady against himself, “one on one” he suggests, his face dripping with amusement and what looks like adrenaline filled excitement to you. beaming, your eyebrows raise slightly as you watch him carefully adjust his stance, hands hooked on the holster decorating his body armour. his legs are planted precisely on the dewy forest ground, ready to take you on. mirroring his actions, you get into your position before falling still as your eyes gleam onto his. he gives you a look of approval before you strike your first move, landing before his shoulder. as you try to read his movements your hand dip towards your holster to pull out the trenchant dagger by its wrapped handle.

“oh we’re using weapons ?” he sneers, eyes sharp as his hand roam over his waist to pull out his own. “don’t worry kofun i’m not gonna poke you” you joke at him, making fun of the fact that he believes that you might thrust the sharp end into his flesh. “i’m not worried” he responds before striking his next move, landing a contact of his flattened palm firm on your side. he got you with that move, as you failed to predict it. he offers you a smirk, fail to mask his obvious pride of landing a contact after sessions of trying to do so. you waste no time taking the opportunity to attack his exposed chest, much to his dismay. his face scrunches up from the slight pain of the strike as his body’s forced backwards a few steps.

shaking his head, he immediately return the attack with his blade bearing hand, swiftly swinging it low. the swing strikes your thigh, slicing open the fibres of your pants with the sharp end dipping just slightly beneath your skin. you let out a yelp out of shock, wincing at the sudden sting on your thigh, you immediately crouch down to press on it, incase the cut is deep. you raise a palm towards kofun who’s taken aback by what just happened, his eyes shoots open as they refuse to register that he just hurt you. “fuck, are you okay ?” he panics, seeing as you’re still pressing down, the pain still circulating the cut for you to remove your hand.

he crouches down before you, his fingers carefully hover over your slightly trembling ones. small droplets of tears start appearing at the corner of your eyes before his large hand cup your smaller ones, soothing the shock you just had. his eyes sharply set on the cut as you begin to remove your fingers, revealing traces of smeared red. the dagger that sliced through your skin has been shoved away by him long ago, too cautious to keep it near you for now.

he reaches into the small pouch at the backside of his belt to pull out a roll of fabric that looks like gauze before wasting no time to spread it over the small cut and wrapping it around your thigh. “you’re okay- you’re gonna be fine” he quickly reassures when he notices your trembling fingers. swallowing the heavy lump in your throat you catch yourself slowly nodding at him, as you purse your lips. your eyes carefully trail along his working fingers, slender and calloused, he looks like he knows what he’s doing.

as he tilt his head up to look at you his eyes are met with your already gleaming ones, trying to blink the moisture away. seeing the eyes he steals glances from daily, the orbs he longs for staring into his deep brown ones sends shiver down his spine. the familiar tinge of red decorating his cheeks. “haniwa always come home with scratches all over her” he explains, trying to distract you from the vanishing pain and his pounding chest.

you nod at him, the mental image of him tending to haniwa’s wounds plays into your mind. the love that the twin has for each other is truly unmatched. his fingers soothe over the wrapped gauze on your thigh before getting up and settling himself. he helps you get up from your position though the pain has started to fade away, and you’re just as good as new. you follow his steps towards the miniature hut both your parents had built for the purpose of storing training equipments and as a shelter. as he settles you down a heavy sigh escapes his lips. the sound jerks your head towards him, who’s pulling a sturdy covered basket before he sits facing you.

“i’m sorry-“ he begins, his head droops low as the obvious dejected aura seeps out of him. “i don’t know what happened it was all so fast-“ before he could spew out more ramblings you stop him, “you don’t have to be sorry kofun, it’s part of the practice. plus i get injured all the time” you assure him, a soft smile peeking from the corner of your lips. he looks at you with beady eyes before shaking his head again.

“yea, but i don’t wanna be the one to hurt you” he lets out softly, almost under his breath yet you’re still able to catch it. your eyes glint at his words, no words are coming out of your mouth, as if you’re tongue tied. “it’s fine, look- it doesn’t even hurt anymore” you chirp out, showing off to him that you’re able to bounce your leg, and that the cut didn’t do anything to actually stop you from being able to move. seeing your smiley face and gleaming eyes staring at him he couldn’t help the chuckle escaping his lips, that soon turns into small laughter.

“guess i just wanted to impress you so much” he starts amongst his laughs before turning his head to stare across the hut. “you don’t have to” your response is playing games with his mind, maybe it’s the training wearing him out but it’s definitely making him lightheaded

“you’re enough as you are kofun” the fingers that were playing on your lap reach over for his large ones, delicately hooking the indexes. he swears he could hear the sound of his heart pounding in his chest, a faint fear creeping into his head that you might hear it too.

struggling to keep his eyes on yours, “you’re perfect” he confesses, a heavy sigh falls from his lips. though the sudden confession is quite odd to you, you’re eager to know the reason he might think so

“what makes you think that ?” you ask

“well,” he starts, letting out a heavy breath

the sudden movement of his fingers on yours makes you dart your eyes towards them

“-you never complain. all i can see you do after failing is get right back up again” his explanation earns a hum from you, his index finger curling around yours. he struggles to wrap his head around the moment you two are having, having only dreamt about this ever at night.

“why do you want to impress people so much ?” you ask him as your eyes roam across his tilted face.

“not people, you.” his short answer ends with an emphasised ‘you’, pushing your shoulders back consequently.

you’re not sure what’s driving your thoughts in returning a response but you feel as if this is the only thing you wanna do at the moment. dipping your head near his face, you cup his jaw with your free hand to tilt it upwards, your eyes inches away from his before closing in the distance between your lips. you feel his tongue poking out past his lips against yours as you feel him lick his upper lips. his tiny action making you curl the corners of your mouth in amusement, a deep sigh falling out of you. your lips dance softly against him, who’s trying his best to return the kiss without making it awkward.

everything’s still too new for him, yet he’s willing to take the chance with you. he’s wanted to for years and the moment finally came. his fingers that were gently hooking your smaller ones grasp slightly harder, before you know it your fingers are intertwined with his, sharing the lingering warmth. the kiss started out slow and pure, as he’s still scared that he might do something to scare you away. he’s pouring all the pent up feeling he’s had for you for the last couple of years into the warm embrace of his lips against yours, allowing the both of you to mould into each other.

you’ve never thought about how soft his lips actually are, but he definitely has about yours. the fingers that were curling into his large ones reach up to the side of his face, your fingertips grazing along his cheeks. you could hear small whimpers escaping his lips as he struggles to breathe with your lips pushing against his. a gentle swipe of your tongue across his plump lips makes him hesitate, as his lips stop chasing yours for a moment. you glance across his face to catch the sight of his long lashes, blinking away at you. hot breath fan against your swollen lips before he connects the both of you in another longing kiss.

as he feels your hands tug at his body armour he hesitantly untie them, before taking it off, temporarily breaking off the kiss. your hands resumes the tugging on his collar this time, as the kiss starts to get heavier and deeper. a quiet moan escapes your lips before his lips trail away from yours, kissing at your jawline, and working its way towards your earlobe. he’s not entirely sure if he’s doing it right but all he wants is to kiss you all over.

starting from your jawline, he continues to kiss the side of your neck, delicately grazing his teeth across the skin and smoothing his tongue over it. his eager lips are nearing your sternum as he makes sure to leave tight trail of kisses, careful to not leave any unkissed spot. he halts the movements of his lips for a moment to catch his breath before leaning forward to kiss your lips again, drinking in your essence.

his hands were roaming across every inch of your body he could reach, kissing you like his life depended on it. you start to untie the training garment wrapped around your body, wasting no time to take off the fabrics and leather that are strapped on you before the session. you’re both now left with your woven shirts on, acting as the base for all the training belts and armours now discarded away. eagerness taking over your conscience as you tug the hem of your shirt over your head, exposing your upper body to him, who’s very much has been struck with a spell upon the view before him. his eyes try to look at everywhere but your exposed breasts, earning a soft chuckle from you.

“you can look, kofun”

his eyes set on yours, struggling to maintain eye contact before you grab his large calloused hands, lifting them from the side of your knees to gently place them on your chest. you can see his adam’s apple visibly bob in his throat as his fingers start to slowly knead and pinch on the sensitive nubs experimentally. his cold hands send shivers down your spine as a gasp escape past your lips from his touch. nothing could prepare him for the sudden confidence washing over him as he bends down to latch his mouth onto one of your tits, his tongue licking the flesh and flicking over the sensitive nub, earning an audible gasp from you. “s’pretty” he murmurs against your skin, as your fingers run across his braided locs. he takes that as a good sign before resuming to suck on your other tit and kissing along the lines of your mound, making you moan as he kisses your under boob.

you try to grab his hands to hold onto them before he snakes them himself and tangle your fingers in between his. he lets his hands go to graze his fingers across the skin of your back and trail along your spine with ghostly touch starting from the bottom to the top. his large hands roam lower at your back, settling them on your waist, just above your butt. his trailing kisses now moving towards your navel, nose nuzzling closely into the flesh of your stomach, eyebrows knitted like he’s concentrating.

stopping just above the drawstrings of your pants, he tilts his chin towards your face, his eyes gleaming with pure adoration. “am i doing it right ?” he asks you innocently, your hands now playing with the tight braids in his hair. “do you wanna go further ?” you respond to him with another question as he nods immediately. “i’ll talk you through” you hear him let out a faint ‘okay’ before you undo the tie on your pants and shimmy out of them with the help of his fingers.

he’s now kneeling before you, his fingers slowly smooth along the skin of your thigh, tracing the gauze he’d wrapped around you earlier. nuzzling his face against your thigh, his eyes hadn’t quite set upon your gleaming core. taking in your scent, he opens his eyes as his body tells him to kiss at your exposed folds. looking at him, he looks like he’s just served with the meal of his life, his eyes drip with anticipation. “you’re so pretty” he lets out as he moves his face further before his lips are met with the soft sensitive flesh of your folds, making him kiss all over them.

the nudge of his nose against your sensitive bud makes you let out a sharp moan, jerking his head away from your core. “what’s wrong ?” he asks worriedly, to which you shake your head and scratch at the hair on his temple. he continues his peppering kisses along your folds before he starts kitten licking at where he just kissed. the sensation leaves your lips falling apart, the soft moans from them increasing in volume.

“so good, kofun” your words guide him on what feels good, so he tries to suck on your dripping folds next, earning another moan of pleasure from you. he takes a mental note on the things that emit good response from you before combining them all in a much increased pace. his assault on your pussy makes your hips buck against his face, to which he pushes your back so your pussy’s planted further into his face.

“mm- that’s good kofun, oh” you let him know

“yeah ?” he asks innocently, to make sure he’s on the right track but his little action turns you on like hell

“is this okay ?” pulling his mouth away from your pussy, he asks to confirm but the loss of pressure against your wet cunt making you whine. you nod your head vigorously as your hand pushes the back of his head back to your aching core.

he resumes his sucking on your clit, the sensitive spot making your hips buck into his face, involuntarily earning a low groan from him. the vibration from his groan feels electric against your pussy before his mouth start to slowly travel towards your clenching hole. he gives the rim experimental licks which receive a whine from you. “more, please- kofun” your pleas sound heavenly in his ears especially how his name flows out of your lips, sending blood rushing to his hardening length. your sounds stimulates him to try sucking on your hole this time, slurping up the wetness oozing out of it. the tip of his nose is now grazing along your wet folds, the pleasure making you arch your back into him.

“need more, please-” you beg. he’s determined to please you, his hands pushing hard against your lower back so your pussy is slotted up his face. “need your tongue inside” with your final guide, he pokes his tongue into your hole, flicking the tip around the walls, earning loud moans and hard tugs on his hair from you. now that he knows the spots most pleasurable for you, he does it all over again with the indication from your whines and moans.

just as he start to suck from your hole up towards your clit, he feels your hips bucking for the last time before high pitched moans spill from your lips. your pretty sounds alone are enough to make him cum right there and then. your hands frantically push his head away as he continued his licks after your orgasm, not knowing that you might be too sensitive. he just thought that it felt good.

he immediately raises his head to look at you, his mouth and nose are covered in your wetness, glinting in your essence. “why- did i do something wrong ?” he asks, to which you cup your hands on his cheeks while shaking your head. “m’ sensitive” you respond, making him fall quiet as his eyes take in all your pretty fucked out features from the orgasm. he gently smoothes his fingers along your thighs as he waits for you to settle down, eager to go again. “you’re so so pretty” he admits to your face, making your cheeks heat up and your insides tingly. he’s adorable, you think. his words almost make your stomach flip inside out, you’re in peace with the sudden overwhelming feeling you have for him.

“can i go again ?” as you seem to have picked yourself up he asks politely, large hands settling on your ass from the spot you’re sitting. you’re taken aback by his question, thinking that you’ve definitely worn him out from the previous orgasm yet you find yourself nodding your head, giving him the green light. with his nose and mouth still covered in your cum from before he dives back into your folds, repeating a similar pattern as before from what he’d learned. it’s not long until the second wave crashes down and you’re cumming again on his face. strike two.

as much as he wants to eat out your pussy forever the strain in his woven pants is starting to hurt, and he can feel his tip getting more and more sensitive by the second. fear stalks his entire being that he might cum in his pants. you notice him twitching around in his position before you look down to see the huge bulge that has formed in his thin pants. he’s kissing up your thigh at the moment, still wanting to go at your pussy again but you want him to feel good too. you begin to move against his kisses to get up from your position and pulling him from the ground. his knees are getting sore from the kneeling yet he doesn’t even realise.

“why ?” he asks

“wanna make you feel good too”

“you were making me feel good” he responds, it’s true, he was having the time of his life in between your thighs. if only he knew what’s in for him

switching your places with him, he’s now seated at the spot you were in earlier, confusion visible in his face yet he’s waiting for your next move patiently. the bulging tent in his pants is accompanied with a wet spot at where the tip’s supposed to be, as you can see it jumping slightly. heat creeps onto his face from you seeing him like this before he purses his lips. pulling at the drawstrings slowly, his eyes follow your every movements closely, occasionally wincing when the friction rubs against the sensitive tip. his hands rest obediently on his sides, not knowing what to do with them as you carefully pull his pants down, pooling at his ankle. “you okay ?” you ask him to make sure, to which he nods his head

his hardened length bounces against his navel when it’s released, his raging red tip glistening with precum. the sudden cold air hitting his hard on making him wince and throw his head back. he lets out a breath but it comes out shuddered, his thigh sit stiffly trying not to move the heavy length of his cock. you eye his shaft from the base, his balls heavy and full, his length girthy with a prominent vein travelling along the base to the top. at the end is his sensitive tip, raging with the prettiest shade of pink and a bead of precum threatening to spill. he lets out a small whimper as he patiently waits for you to do something, his fingers itching to wrap around his length but something tells him not to. “please do something please” his turn to spread his pleas around, his chest heaves with shuddering breaths.

you place your thumb and index finger on his tip, feeling the sticky substance oozing out of it, the contact making him moan. the skin on his length looks as if it’s gonna hurt if you just touch it so you follow your instincts to let a glob of spit fall onto your hand, before immediately spreading it along the hard shaft. kofun’s trying his very best to conceal his loud moans from the pleasure and from the fact that your fingers are wrapped around his cock. his face contorts in pleasure, his eyebrows a tight knit with his mouth agape. the attempts at concealing his moans making them turn into whimpers instead, something you’re not complaining about.

you give him an experimental pump down his shaft, earning a twitch of his thigh. seeing as the one pump is good, you start to jerk him off, your arms settled on his lap. hearing him wince, “s’cold” he lets out slowly. your first thought and reaction to his complain is to sink your face down his cock, keeping the shaft warm with your mouth. he couldn’t see your actions coming, making his thigh jump and his hips buck into your mouth. “sorry” he immediately apologises before you take your mouth off his cock and get up. you mentally agree that you’re ready to take him before settling your legs in between his, you hover your pussy over his hard cock before sinking on it. the tight wet warmth of your walls around his length earning loud moans from the both of you, the pleasure unmatched with anything you’ve done before.

“fuck” you hear him mutter under his breath, he’s struggling to maintain his composure. his hands are now settled on your waist, you’re fully sitting on him now, your legs bent and feet settled on his thighs. the both of you bask in the silence and pleasure for a moment, trying to adjust with the all new feeling. “should i move ?” you begins, as he slowly nods, his palm guiding you on his cock. his length a perfect fit in your pussy, with his tip protruding against your sensitive spots every now and then. the stretch is definitely something new to you, but the pleasure takes over any other sense. his cock moves snuggly in and out of your hole, stretching your walls at every second possible. his heavy balls slap against your ass, the sound of skin slapping erupting through the depth of the forest.

as you bounce on his hard cock you pray for everyone to be too busy with their own stuff to realise that you and kofun has been gone for longer than you should. his gleaming eyes are set on yours, admiring your pretty orbs like he always does in secret. mouth agape, he looks as fucked out as he’s ever been, letting his cock thrust in and out of your cunt. his cheeks look flushed, his lips swollen from kissing and from eating you out. reaching down, you rest your forehead against his before connecting your lips once again, as he shuts his eyes in contentment. your lips move as if they’ve missed each other, moulding against the curves of each of your lips.

pullng away from the kiss, you rest your temple against his, skin moist from all the steam and sweat. wrapping your arms around his neck, you try to steady your bounces on his lap as he rests his chin on your shoulder, his mouth agape trying to catch his breath. his fingers roam against the skin of your ass, before grabbing at them and slamming them down against his cock, making both you and him moan. you hear him groan lowly into your ears, before his thighs start twitching and his hands on your ass no longer slamming on a regular pace. the pleasure starts to cloud his mind as he shuts his eyes, staggering groans escaping his lips. before you know it his cum starts shooting and painting your clenching walls, warm spurts of white threatening to seep out from the side of his cock out of your pussy.

you’ve stopped bouncing, and now both of you are catching your breaths, limbs tangled against each other. you offer him a droopy smile, to which he pulls you in for a deepened kiss, swiping his tongue across the swollen flesh. “are you okay ?” is his first question after pulling away, his fingers moving the strands of hair sticking onto your face to the side. you return him a look, seeing his flushed cheeks and beads of sweat decorating his temple. nodding your head to reassure him, “im okay, are you ?” he nods as a response, “mh-mm” he confirms.

“i think this is more workout than the training we did today” you start, a chuckle escapes your lips. he offers you a meek smile before also chuckling to himself. he stares at the door of the hut, before his eyes turn to search into yours.

“thank you for believing in me” he chirps out, his voice quiet, almost like a whisper

you both sit in silence for a moment catching your breaths, and taking in the realisation of what just happened. you feel his fingers around your waist fiddling around, fingertips softly grazing against the skin. as you feel settled, his hands roam around your waist before wrapping his fingers around it. your hands settle on his shoulder as he hoists you up, guiding your hips before settling you down beside him. small drops of cum trickling down your thighs from the friction. the loss of contact and warmth makes him wince before letting out a low groan. now that you’re seated beside each other, skin sticky from all the sweat, he leans down to reach the the hem of his pants to pull it up his legs. he reaches over for your pants that’s laying on his side before helping you get them on. you tie the drawstrings carefully before taking your shirt from his hand.

“why me ?” you start, breaking off the silence

“huh ?” he quips, fingers busy adjusting the strings on his collar

“do you like me kofun ?” you ask him, he knows well that you don’t mean as friends.

he turns his resting head towards you, his fingers fiddling with the hem of his shirt.

“i do” he answers shortly. the quick response from him is enough for you, so you nod in return.

he sucks in a deep breath before starting to talk

“—whenever you’d come by our tent to get haniwa i catch myself staring at you. i should be ashamed,” stopping halfway through, he continues-

“—im glad you haven’t realised that i’m always somewhere at the corner when you train with her, watching you while struggling to keep my heart from pounding out of my chest-” your ears perk up, tilting your head down to look at your fingers

“—cause that would’ve been embarrassing”

“it’s embarrassing how often i try to figure out ways to get closer to you-”

“—so is the fact that no matter how many times i try to convince myself that the feelings are just my mind playing games with me, i catch myself thinking about you instead”

“i know it sounds crazy but everything seems to move slower when i look at you-”

“—and when it’s your turn to look at me i pray that i look the best i could” just as his words start to trail off, his head tilts down. his heart is still pounding like it always does when he’s near you, but he pushes through the feeling.

your silence is agonising, anticipation slowly piercing into him. reaching your hand out towards his lap, you gently spread your fingers into his large palm, warmth radiating into yours. “you’re dramatic” you comment, turning your head to face him. the comment makes him let out a chuckle, heat splaying across his cheeks from embarrassment. you take a deep breath beside him, your shoulders raising before you continue, “i like you” your beady eyes gleam onto his temple, as he turn his head to meet yours with his glossy ones.

as the both of you sit there chuckling to yourselves you find yourself resting your temple on his shoulder. letting out a sigh, you glance outside, noticing that the sun’s starting to set and the sky’s dimming.

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[firemenenthusiast]

—“like earth orbiting the sun”

farleigh start x fem!reader

summary: farleigh start! who makes his girlfriend his entire personality.

content warning: sfw, sweet fluff all the wayyy, farleigh being down bad for reader. farleigh being sweet (rare), suggestive themes at the end but just a little bit

a/n: giggling, kicking my feet, rolling on the bed while writing this. farleigh just one chance pls

farleigh had always told himself and people around him that love’s a scam. he was taught that family are supposed to love each other. but after learning about what happened between his family and his mom, why should he believe in such thing ? after they hurt his mom in the name of love ? he refused to believe in such thing. until he felt it himself.

-ever since he’s fallen for you he’s willing to use all of the love he has on you. ever since you show up into his life its like his earth stopped orbiting the sun and started orbiting you instead. you’re his new-found love. but farleigh’s still the same old farleigh who’s too proud to say it. so he shows it instead. you understood long ago that his love language is act of service that he only does for you. anyone else that wants him to do something out of his will can fuck off. so he said.

“you’re going out again ?” you swiftly turn to face your roommate sitting on her bed, folding her clothes rather messily. she couldnt care less if theyre not stacked symmetrically, just wanted to have the mountain of unfolded clothes out of her chair. “of course, its friday night! aren’t you ?” you cheerfully say as your hands busy putting on the earrings you’d picked out earlier. “is that new ?” she asks, eyes squinting in an attempt to have a closer look before getting up to actually take a look. “-and no, i’d rather stay in. wow these are pretty- if they ever go missing best bet that’s me”. you hold still as she examines the newly bought earrings before chuckling at her joke. “yeah, farleigh saw them when he was walking around town” you hear her groan before plopping herself down onto her bed. you giggle at her response. “im sorry! i promise to not mention his name anymore” you raise both your hands to surrender before letting out a laugh.

you couldn’t blame her, you’d be annoyed too. its always farleigh this, farleigh that. farleigh bought me this, farleigh bought me that- and you love him for that. always letting you in on stuff. he tells you everything too. thanks to him, you can atleast watch out for those people he’d gossip about, so you dont get into their mess. if it wasn’t for him you wouldn’t know anything. you’re not the type to hop around searching for gossips but you love hearing about them, then fueling his gossips with your insults. in that sense you’re fit for each other, and you’re happy to have your own personal source of campus gossip. “do i look okay ?” you take one last look at your reflection in the bodysized mirror hung on the wall, smoothing out your casual dress. nothing too sexy or uncomfortable, you just wanted to chill and have some drink. “you look absolutely gorgeous like always m’darling” your roommate teases you before giggles erupt between the two of you. “where are you going anyways? need your location” she asks, not bothered to look as she’s more focused on folding a tshirt.

“the pub- like always. farle-“ his name almost slip your tongue as you receive a warning look from your roommate. you widen your eyes as you mouth an ‘okay’ before saying, “well he, who shall not be named- invited me. wants me there, he said” she rolls her eyes. “he always wants you EVERYWHERE” “bet you’re there when he goes shopping for new underwear”. she jokes. you look at her with your head cocked to the side, confused. her jaw drops as she points at you “oh my gosh, you’ve totally done that !” she gives you the most dramatic mind blown look ever “is that not normal ?” “fucks sake its not !” you shrug at her, not caring for her going ballistic. it’s not like you’re always there with him anywhere. shit, are you ?. you cant help but give it a quick thought. well you sometimes have classes buildings away from each other, so no, you think. a normal response for someone in denial. making sure you’ve put everything you need in your purse, you blow your roommate a kiss before waving her bye bye to which she jokingly shoos you away

the pub’s busier than other nights with it being the weekend and all but mostly because you and farleigh’s friendgroup members are all bunched up together tonight. courtesy of felix offering to cover every round of drinks. who would pass up on an offer like that ? you’re approaching the bar, lips letting out singsongs as your fingers play with the new earring on your right earlobe. farleigh had offered to walk you from your dorm but you declined, telling him to save you a seat instead. so he did just that. also because its just a 5-minute walk or so. the atmosphere in the pub getting thick as he’s getting antsy waiting, almost barking at his friends who tried to sit in the seat designated for you by him. “that’s for my girlfriend you dumb” he told them. as felix walks towards the table at which they’re all circled around, farleigh’s head cocks seeing the pub’s door being pushed from outside. he almost jumped out his seat seeing that it’s you. “there she is !” he exclaims, he’s quick to get you at the door. everyone else cheers seeing you walk with your hand in farleigh’s, fingers intertwined.

as soon as you’re both seated he has his hand around your waist, resting at your thigh. “how was the walk ?” he asks, his nose almost nudging yours. you lean in to give him a quick kiss before nodding, “it was nice, a little breezy” you told him without giving it a second thought. he quickly took off his knitted cardigan-like sweater to drape it over your shoulders. you giggle at his reaction, you didn’t think he’d react that way as you weren’t trying to imply that you were cold. as he is admiring your pretty face, he notices the shiny thing on your earlobe. “is that—“ his hand reach up to touch the earrings, a huge smile appears on your face before nodding. “wanted to show you. you pick the prettiest things for me. maybe i should bring you when i shop for jewelries” its been long since you last went jewelry shopping. probably since you started dating him cuz he always buy you shiny things that he’d stumble upon. he spends a lot of time looking to pick the prettiest among them. he would buy them all but he thinks that it would only show that he’s lazy. he wants you to know how much he loves you and the time he spends picking them out shows it.

farleigh would go absolutely feral whenever there’s like a bazaar on campus where students set up their businesses’ booths cuz that means there will be girls selling their handmade jewelries. he thinks they’re so pretty that it would be a waste if they’re not being worn by you. bazaars happen maybe a couple times a year and the girls already know him cuz he spends the longest time looking at their rings, necklaces and earrings trying to pick out something for you. the first time he came by the booth they thought he was gonna insult them, maybe say things like ‘aren’t you too old to be making bracelets?’ or call their handmade pieces ugly. they tried to avoid him until he picks one of them up without saying anything, taking a closer look before handing them one that caught his eyes the most. one of the girls gathered all her courage to ask him who was he thinking of buying the stuff for and he proudly said “its for my girlfriend, she loves handmade jewelries” as they nod at his answer he started going on and on talking about you, stuffs you’re interested in so they can help pick out what would suit you best. “—yeah she’s in class right now, wouldn’t want her to know im here. want to suprise her with these. she’ll go wild” a grin plastered across his face imagining your reaction. sometimes its tmi for the girls but they dont care, they think its the sweetest.

farleigh doesn’t necessarily think buying you the most expensive things is the best way to show his love, its just as long as he’s poured much thought into his gifts. he fixates on thinking whether or not you’ll love the gifts he thinks of buying you and if you probably won’t, he’ll find something else.

“they’re only pretty when you wear them. you make them look pretty” he whispers into your ear before taking your hand into his. he lean in to kiss you before pulling away just to kiss you again. and again. he rubs circles on the back of your hand with his thumb before looking back up at you. you’re getting all giddy from the attention he’s giving, your cheeks heating up. “yo guys— if you want to do romance maybe get a room” you hear one of his friends yell from across the pub. he flips him off before saying, “why were you looking at us anyways, loser ?” farleigh’s quick to rebut as the others’ reactions fill the room. he gives the guy a disgusted look before looking back at you, who is smiling. “sorry baby, would you like your usual ?” you nod before he gets up to go get your signature drink that you always have everytime you’re here. you’re not really into the heavy stuffs so he doesn’t force you to do them. he only does that to oliver.

apart from saving your seat, picking out jewelries for you and always getting you your drink to make sure it’s safe in his hands, he always want you with him everywhere he goes. just like your roommate had told you. he doesn’t care if he has to walk all the way across a field or a hallway to get to your classes, he’ll make sure he’s waiting outside for you by the time you’re finished so he could have you beside him everywhere he goes. and you dont care following him around. sometimes its just meaningless walks around campus but you’re happy as long as he’s with you. you’re his bestest friend. his home. he’d be telling you jokes as he walks, getting in front of you to make big movements to accompany his storytelling like he’d never run out of energy. like you’re his source of energy. you would give him the best reactions to his stories and gossips and he‘d fall even more in love with you if that’s even possible

he was already quite famous on campus before dating you, but now almost literally everyone knows the both of you as THE couple. he would casually mention you everywhere he goes when you’re not with him, which is probably only the times when you have different classes. and you’re always with him too. the cafeteria, the pub, the field (he loves picnics with you), his homeroom, your homeroom, the random benches along the building, the hallways. its always the two of you. somehow you never got sick of each other probably cuz he’s nice to you. sure, there are times he’d accidentally lash out on you about something that got to him but he’s quick to make it up to you. he couldn’t imagine not having you everywhere with him. his buddies have all grown accustomed to you now, unlike the first few weeks when he started dating you. they got soo annoyed everytime farleigh brought you to hang out with them. he’s always out and about telling them like, “my girlfriends coming later” or “gotta wait for my girlfriend first” before actually hanging out with them. they were irritated cuz you weren’t as fun before, back when you were just being introduced to them. bros before hoes they’d told him. farleigh made sure to let them know you’re not just some ‘hoe’ and after that they’re basically pretty chill with you as soon as they realised you’re just like farleigh, but in female form. you get along with them and their convos just as well as farleigh. so they dont mind you tagging along anymore

its becoming his whole personality, dating you. its always you before all else. sentences like, ‘cant, gotta go get my girlfriend’ or ‘my girlfriend would love this’ or ‘the other day my girlfriend-‘ and ‘did you know ? my girlfriend-‘ are converging into his daily dictionary. you, are just the same. always mentioning him in everything because you do everything with him. like it or not the story’s gonna involve him cuz he was there. or it happened to him. or he was the one who told you. the two of you set the dating standards so high that the girls only want what the both of you have when it comes to relationships. cuz the both of you made it possible, you’d become the couple everyone put their trust in love in.

you let out a laugh joining the others at something farleigh had said before taking a sip of the drink he brought you earlier. he has his one hand around your waist, grabbing your hand and the other on the table, near your drink, holding a lit ciggie in between his index and middle finger. he offers you a smoke to which you lean in. he holds the cig for you, watching you pull a puff before taking a puff himself. he closes the distance between you, leaning in to blow the smoke into your mouth, shotgunning.

the swirls of smoke mixing yours before he kisses you, deep. one of his favourite things to do with you. his hand that was holding your hand reaches into the hem of your dress, teasingly playing with it. he grins as his eyes bore into yours, tongue poking at the inside of his cheek. you giggle at his fingers dragging along your thigh, tickling you. he nudges his nose against yours before getting up, gently pulling at your hand. you follow him as you giggle, already knowing where this is going. he pulls your hand, walking towards the door before saying, “ciao everyone, and you-“ he’s pointing at the dude yelling at you guys earlier,

“-thank you for your suggestion” he chuckles as the whole room roar in mixed reactions. safe to say your poor roommate slept alone that night.

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