#beard alex turner

[dietmountaindewbae]

Alex's dick being too big and he doesn't want to hurt you so her prevents you from going all the way down when your riding him but when he's asleep you get really horny and try to wait but u can't so you ride him when he's sleeping and u go all the way down and he wakes up to quiet sniffles and sobs and mouns and whining coming from you because it hurts so fuckin bad but feels so good then he starts degrading you and telling you how your so desperate for him cause you couldnt wait.

It's a lot ik but it's all I could think about this past week 🙈

xiv. trash magic

alex turner x reader

anonymous requests

word count: 4906

summary: You met (early 2018) Alex at the casino through a dating app

warnings: bruises, bite marks, pa!n k!nk.

song recommendation: trash magic by lizzy grant

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The clock on your phone tells you it's time, you glanced at each door, fixing your dress, putting powder on your nose and lip gloss on your lips, and you waited impatiently for his arrival, there were no new messages, no missed phone calls, you were under the impression he always was on time for everything, but a few minutes had gone by and he wasn't there, maybe you were exaggerating.

"Looking for someone, baby doll?" You turned your face and smiled at him.

"Hi" Your voice trembled, this was actually happening, "It's nice to meet you"

"Woah, you look gorgeous" He took a moment to take all of you in, the features of your face, the shape of your lips, the color of your eyes and cheeks, the texture of your hair, and the dress you wore leaving enough for the imagination, "Follow me, I got us a table" He grabbed your hand, signing you to follow him, your heart was at its pick, you felt nervous as fuck, he has noticed your hand was shaking, your breathing was short, he glanced at you up and down as he ordered the elevator, "First time doing this, right?" He sounded so confident, and you shrugged.

"I-I mean... n-no... yes" You confessed, you had tried that dating app your friend had told you to use, if you wanted someone to constantly give your gifts, take you out to dinner to a place you could only see the inside thru the glass, take you out shopping, and spoil you, you ought to sign in to Honey & Sugar, a website for men who looked for a sugar baby, you had to be 18 at least, and on your birthday while drunk you signed in.

"It's ok, doll, I think you and I will get along pretty well" The doors opened, and he walked you down a hallway, he had invited you to a hotel, swearing they had the best drinks in the bar, you trembled when he opened the door of a hotel room, thoughts were quick to appear on your head, "This is my place" He opened the door of a huge penthouse filled with couches, a huge TV, a big living room, and dinner table, there was even a piano, it was the size of your house, all in one floor, it was elegant, and cozy at the same time.

"Wait... your place?" You asked him, does that mean...

"Oh yeah, I'm the hotel owner... I have this to myself, I spend a lot of time here... so why not have a place here as well? A second home for me," You felt like you hit the lottery with that man, he wasn't like you thought, he had a profile picture with his friend, and you weren't sure who out of the two of them was Alex, but God, he was a handsome man, his long hair and beard suited him perfectly, his elegant night suit, black was his color, his eyes were dark and moody, you wonder what could he be thinking.

"It's wonderful," You said to him, you were in awe by the amount of room it had.

"And if you love this, look outside" He opened the glass door of his balcony, and outside there was dinner for two, the view of the streets of LA, and the moon shining right behind the table, he smiled at you, he loved how that pink silk dress hugged your body so perfectly, and your knee socks, they were a bit junior but he loves the way they fit you, "What do you think?"

"I'm blown away" You giggled as he pulled a chair out for you.

"Dinner is served," You felt like the lady and the tramp with a bowl of spaghetti and meatballs on your plate, "Not the fanciest but you said pasta never goes wrong" He pulled out a chair for you.

"And I was right, wasn't I?" He sat in front of you twisting his fork in the plate.

When he said you would get along well, you never expected it to go so well, like that plate of wine and pasta, both complemented each other well, he never forced you to talk about anything of your private life, even though to know someone you have to have a little trust, and he inspires you that, it was so easy to talk with him, he listened, and laughed, jokes around, he was a humble man, when you get to the top everyone expects you to be cocky about it, but he never changed his personality, honest, and kind-hearted, he was confident but it wasn't confused with cockiness, he wasn't as fluent when he tried to explain to you something complexed but you listened closely as he looked so cute explaining things he was passionate about.

He was blown away by you, you were brilliant, and funny, kind, and understanding, you were very mature for your age, when he was yours he never wanted to hear anyone's advice and just did what he thought, tried, and failed until he eventually settled down and got his shit together, you, on the other hand, were just finishing high school, packing your stuff for college, talking about the future with him was helpful, you've never met anyone as wise as he was, and his way of speaking was just like poetry, you were quick to fall for him.

After dinner, he excused himself to grab a cigarette from his coat, you stood up, your hands ran on his waist, hugging him from behind, this making his heart melt instantly for you, your doe eyes taking the worse out of him, he embraces you, his arms around your shoulders as you see how little everything looked from above, while he looked down at your flushed cheeks, and nose from the cold air, when you look up at him, he finds you so attractive, he caressed your cheek, running his thumb thru your bottom lip, you smiled nervously, you were too shy to be even touched like this, even if it wasn't much.

"You've never done summat like this before, have you?" You said no with your head, "You want this?"

"I do," You said looking at his eyes, sweet like honey.

"You want me?" Your arms looped around his big shoulders, he took out the smoke from his mouth, and you inhaled the dense air into your mouth, he shut the space in between you, his warm lips tasted like wine, and his cigarettes, it was so intoxicating and addictive, his lips were eager, while you tried to keep it cool, your heart beat against him, he could feel how you tried to let go as he deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue inside your mouth, caressing your hair, pulling you closer to him by the hip, eventually you let go, forgot about everything, the ground you were standing up on, the place that you were, suddenly your head was up in the clouds, floating, and enjoying the taste of his lips until you eventually let go of his lips.

"Why don't you stay?... we can make the night last longer" Your eyes spark and you nod, he wraps his arm around your waist, his hand landing on your lower hip, your heart speeds of anticipation, you weren't sure what was going to happen, or even if you were ready.

He walked you into his room with golden lights, hand on hip, peppering your cheek with tiny ticklish kisses, he sat on his leather couch and pulled you into his lap with no struggle, "Do you feel like having a small treat, babe?"

"I don't know, what do you have in mind for me?" You whispered into his ear with your soft voice.

"I have a lot of things in mind for you" He drawled, his eyes so magnetic and dark, "But for now..." Served on a silver platter there was some rich dark chocolate and fresh strawberries for dessert, he turned his music up, and you thanked him as you fetched the champs glass from him, he sat you back on his lap, and you leaned forward to grab a strawberry but he stopped you, taking one for you, putting it between your teeth, signing you to bite, and he smiled at you when he saw you chewing it, "Take another bite" He insists dipping the strawberry in the chocolate, his thumb had some chocolate on it too, you licked the remaining leftover on his thumb making him sigh content, "You must be really hungry still right?"

"Very" You pecked him on the lips, and he dipped one more in the chocolate, you closed your eyes, humming as you bit the strawberry off his fingers, he traced his thumb over your lips, his index, and middle on your neck, pulling your chin down to kiss you roughly, his tongue lapping over yours, tasting your heavenly mouth, you were gasping for air as he deepened the kiss, he shifts you to sit directly on his lap, startling him between your legs, his hands dropping to your ass and gripping it roughly.

"You have what I want right here," His hand sneaked between your legs, into your panties feeling the wet patch you left, "And I bet is even tastier than just some strawberries... listen, little girl, I'm gonna show you how real men do it," He shifts your underwear to the side, his fingers playing with your clit roughly, you stifled your moans, feeling the angst and the nerves fulling your blood system.

"Yes, please..." You sighed, he got lazy with the pace, you saw it on his face, you missed one crucial word, the one that began everything, "Daddy..." He pulled your dress up to your waist to finally have complete access to you, he pushed one finger inside you, and your walls were so tight and warm.

"Fuck, you're so tight baby, got all wet since I kissed you, I knew you loved it" You sighed trying to get his finger to reach deeper, "You like this? do you need more babe?" He drawled taking his finger out of you and rubbing your clit in circles.

"Oh... daddy, please give me more" He used his index and middle finger to fuck your little pussy, it was so wet for him it was unbelievable, you complain a little about the stretching on your walls but shortly you got used to it, and it began to feel more enjoyable as you grind your hips into his fingers.

"Make yourself feel good babe, then I'll take you to bed" You whimpered, you were more than ready to take him, even felt excited, but first you wanted to return back the pleasure he was giving you, your hand stroked his cloathed cock, he was stiff and long, thick, it would definitely hurt once inside you but you were prepared, "Playin' round with me I see" You purred a yes, shuffling your hand inside his trousers feeling every inch of him completely, he spread his legs open, and rests his head back on the couch as you began to jerk him off slowly, the tension was growing hotter as you kept grinding against his groin, the veins on his neck popping up to the surface, your lips were content to attack his neck with kisses, softly nibbling on a spot that made him groan loudly, you thought you had hurt him, you pulled your mouth away thinking you had hurt him.

"I'm-" His hand brushed against the bruise you had left him, but instead of getting angry he smiled at you.

"You're eager, aren't you doll?" You softly smiled, "Don't be sorry, It's ok" He said just as if he could read your mind, your heart began to pump faster as he inched closer to your ear, leaving ticklish kisses on it, "You're so beautiful" He pushed his hips up, his boner brushing against your cloathed clit making you moan softly, "You don't need this anymore... take your clothes off for me, do as daddy tells you" You pulled away from his warmth, he turned you around helping you with the zip of your dress, watching slide down carefully revealing your naked back, you pulled away sliding down the straps of your dress, and the straps of your bra fell down your arms to the floor along with your white knickers, your big eyes glistened with the lights, the golden cross on your collarbone being the only thing left in your body, and you looked so innocent, exposed, fragile, your skin was smooth, he couldn't see a single flaw in your body, he stared at it in awe, you watched as a spark appeared on his eye, but you weren't as comfortable with the nudity of your body, you didn't look at it the way he did, it was so penetrating, you hugged your body with your arms, "No, don't" He said standing up from the couch, "If I could have you like this all day,"

"You can have me any day, daddy" His heart melts into your hands as you talked, "Keep me," You said, he caressed your face, like a little puppy he held you in his arms, taking you to bed, your back landing on the silk bedsheets, he ran his fingers down your hair, and you closed your eyes as an instinct, he kissed your tenderly, his chapped lips so heavenly.

"I'll take care of you just fine doll, you'll be loyal to me, right?"

"Yes, daddy," You said with no doubt, "I don't need anybody else but you"

"Mmm, I love the sound of that," He touched your golden cross, and he smiled, "Strict household I see...you're far away from there now, you won't need this anymore" He carefully took your necklace away, "You're lost little girl, I can shelter you, I can take care of you... always," His words were the ones you needed to hear, now that you had him, you knew nothing was gonna be missing, your plate was full, and your heart had healed, he had worked you up just about enough now, and a part of you wasn't ready to see his enormous size, you trembled, "Too much for you, doll?"

"I've- never... I've never gotten this far" You admitted.

"I gotta warn you, it's gonna hurt for a minute... if you're not ready, tell me, it doesn't matter to me... what matters is that you're with me, and I promise if you do, nothing's gonna hurt you, baby, I can wait, besides... there are other options for me to make you feel so good" You hummed.

"Show me, please daddy" He smirked so evilly, and he slowly descends kissing your belly and spreading your legs open, he spat in your sensitive spot, shivers crawled up your spine, he licked a bold stripe, and he pushed his fingers inside you, the stretching felt so good now but it was nothing compared to what he had, but it was all you thought you could handle for now, he pressed his tongue down on your clit, his beard tickling between your legs, all the sensations mixing so well, it didn't take long until you were pulling on his hair, your legs were uncontrollably shaking, and you were set free, sweating and panting, "Fuck darlin', you taste so good, came for daddy so well, you're my good girl" You kissed him sloppily, he giggled at how happy he just made you, your whole body was tired, and he laid you down on the bed gently, "I think it's bedtime for you and me"

He stood up, and took his clothes off in front of you, he discarded his belt to the side, along with his other clothes, and you could see the outline of his dick on his Calvin's, you bit down on your lower lip.

"See sommat you like, babe?" He made you giggle, he covered your body on the bedsheets and he tag along with you.

"I'm sorry, daddy," You said to him, you were ashamed, you had given him one of the most uncomfortable boners, but he waved it off.

"Don't matter, it'll be gone in a minute or two" He left a small kiss on your forehead, "Sleep, you must be tired, right?" You nodded, cuddling closer to him, back pressed against his chest, you pressed yourself closer to him, "Hmmm, you won't make things easy for me if you rub yourself up like that" You giggled, and the lights went off, you took a distance, and you closed your eyes to sleep, but your mind kept looping around an idea, you were ready, if he was capable of making you finish with just using his tongue and fingers, God, what else could he do? what else could he show you? maybe you should take the initiative, surprise him, and show him how good can you be too.

At around 3 in the morning, you woke up again, feeling a dull ache between your legs, the ideas, the images, what had you seen, what he could do, what could he feel like, everything was pilling up for you, and you once felt a heat no one else could extinguish but him, you rubbed yourself closer to him, his breathing warm against your ear, you could feel he still was a little stiff, you were eager, and you began to grind your ass close to his groin just like you did in the couch, you remembered how much did he enjoy that, he began to get stiff again, but what else could you do, you grabbed your phone, taking advice from a friend, she had more experience, and you wanted to make him feel just as good, she said to wake him up, giving him some head, you didn't know exactly how to do that, you watched a few videos thinking you could mimic the movements of the other girls, and when you felt like you could do it, you put yourself up for the test.

Your hands slowly descend down his body, he groaned in his sleep when you stroked his dick thru the sheets, you smiled at his frown, he looked so cute with his eyes closed, and his eyebrows pushed together like that, you climbed on top of him, taking the blanked off his body, and carefully pushing your warm hands inside his boxers, you took it out, your hand lightly stroking his dick up and down, and you licked his tip with your tongue, going in small circles, he slowly began to wake up from his slumber.

"Babe-" His voice raspy, and heavy with sleep, "God, what are you doin'?" His heartbeat began to speed, his cock getting harder as you stroked him.

"I wanted to help you, daddy... make up for it," You said, your whispering echoing in his head, you gulped before you took him in your mouth, you fitted in what you thought you could handle, he gasped, and moaned loudly, "Am I doing good?"

"So fuckin' good, babe, you really wanna make me feel good, huh?" You nodded clinging to every word he tells you, "Spit on it," He said, you mimicked the way he did it when he went down on you, a string of warm saliva glistening with the cool light of the moon, "Fuck... just like that, now spread it" You took your hand and pumped him up and down, you didn't know if you were doing correctly but he seemed to enjoy it, "Take it inside your mouth like a big girl, can you do that?" You said yes with your head, and you opened your mouth as wide as you could, taking him inside, "Mmmm, now move your head up and down," You bopped your head up and down for a few moments, you were doing it fast, "Hollow your cheeks, suck it" He panted with his dark and raspy voice, you hummed and hollowed your cheeks like he said, "Mmm fuck babe, just like that, you're doin' so good, you're making daddy feel so good," You sucked harder with each time, it was mindblowing to him how close he felt now, he pushed your head up, you mouth making a loud pop, "Babe, slow down... let daddy enjoy it" You took it slower, in a more calm pace hearing him hum in satisfaction, you moaned around him, "Do you like sucking daddy's cock?"

"Yeah, I do daddy" You sounded so confident now, he had the idea of a more shy you but now that both of your feelings have been revealed, he liked this more confident and bratty side of you, "Are you close, daddy?"

"Very... you're making me so proud, babe girl, get daddy to finish, show me" You speed up your pace once more, sucking harder, bopping your head slowly, swirling your tongue around his dick focusing more on the head, that was his sweet spot, it made him lose control, and he pulled your hair as he came inside your mouth hot and heavy, "Swallow daddy's cum" He ordered, you took a deep breath in, your heart was rapidly beating, and you swallowed his release, "That's a good girl," You crawled to him, your silky hair made a mess, a soft pout on your lips, he lightly pecked them since you didn't give him the opportunity to kiss them as rough as he wanted, he was still dazed with sleep, but you needed more, you sat directly on his cock once more, it was still stiff, you felt ready, you wanted him more than anything, and the need over the pain you would feel was bigger, you grabbed his dick and pressed it against your entrance, you wimpered at the stretch, it was really painful at the beginning, you were sure about to give up, he heard your little sniffs, and weeping, "Babe-" He opened his eyes and watched your eyes water, as you finally had managed to fit all of him inside you, your whole body fell down, and he held you in his chest, "Are you ok, angel?"

"Y-Yes, daddy" You whimpered, "I'm ok" Your voice sounded so fragile against his ear.

"God, babe, you never stop to impress me, and for fucks sake you feel so fuckin' tight, so wet for me... you make daddy so fuckin' happy, but you gotta be careful, I don't wanna hurt you"

"You won't, just g-give me a moment, please daddy" His fingertips grazed your back up and down as you tried to compose yourself, softly humming in your ear the song that played on his stereo, and when you felt ready, you put your hands on his chest, moving your hips back and forward very carefully but more sure, "Ugh, fuck... it feels s-so good" You shivered as you felt him so deep inside you, it felt wonderful, finally you understood what was that you were missing out on.

"I can feel you, and you feel so lovely babe," He helped you guide your movements, slowly picking up a pace you enjoyed, and most of all you felt comfortable with, your body was covered by a wave of goosebumps in places you didn't even know you could get, he rocks you back and forward, "Couldn't wait to get it all inside you, darlin'?"

"You're so b-big" You lost control over your movements, Alex grinding your hips against his body, holding you for dear life, gripping your skin until it bruised, but you didn't care, you loved to have the reminder of how good was he making you feel, he heard your moaning, he entered a magical trance, your lips attached to his, and he lost control of his movements, but you didn't care, you encouraged them, "Go faster, p-please daddy" You begged, he bends his knees, pressing you up to his chest, and pounded your little hole over and over again, your legs were trembling as you felt closer, "I love it," You said, as you hold on to his chest, you dig your teeth into his shoulder, he moaned as he felt your walls tighten, clenching around his tightly.

"Babe, I-I'm gonna cum," You giggled, and whispered to his ear.

"Cum inside me, please, daddy" Your weak voice was all that he needed to hear to burry himself inside you, covering your insides with his hot release, and you covered his cock with your juicy release, both panting as you came down from that high, "I love you, daddy" You quietly said, but he heard it loud and clear.

"I love you too, my babe, you're daddy's girl" You hummed, he left you tired, and worn out, but happy, and most of all in love. He holds you in his big arms, pulling out of you slowly, you whimpered at the feeling of emptiness, but your heart was full of him, "Let's get you cleaned up," He carried you to the bathroom, legs wrapped around his strong torso, he sat you on the sink, and damped a towel to clean you up, he did it in the most caring way possible, "Do you feel ok? Nothing is hurting or anything, you need to tell me honey, I don't wanna-"

"I had a great time, I'm ok daddy, cross my heart" You did a small cross on your chest and gave him a bright smile, he gave you privacy to go to the bathroom and when you looked in the mirror you saw your runny makeup, but somehow you felt like you were glowing, later on, you joined him in the bed, spending the rest of the night cuddled up to him, you felt sheltered in his arms.

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The sun rises behind the curtains, you roll on the sheets of the comfortable bed, you quickly realized you woke up alone, in the bed, you patted the spot next to you, yesterday you felt on cloud nine, and he was gone like pure magic. You had thought of everything that could possibly go wrong, but suddenly as you were trying to find your clothes you heard someone had closed the door, and footsteps coming your way, and he quietly opened up the door to find you sitting on the bed with a frown.

"Did I wake you up, my love?" The look on your face said everything, he walked up to you caressing your cheek, and you snatched your face away, but he redirected it, his thumb on your chin, "What's wrong?"

"Nothin'," You said, crossed arms, he eyes you up and down, he looked so powerful dressed with his big coat, and stripped button-up shirt, he saw right thru you.

"Oh, come on, tell me," You moved your head from side to side, and he tickled your sides, you couldn't escape him, and you couldn't stop laughing, he pinned you down on the bed, he left a small kiss on your nose as he looked at you up and down, "You're gorgeous, I like it more when you smile at me, be honest, you can tell me"

"I just... thought that... you had left me," You spoke, he laid next to you, you couldn't believe you were still naked, you covered your body with your arms but he took them away, "I can't spend the rest of the day naked, Alex" You joked.

"Yes, you can, don't ever think I would do such a thing, the only reason I left early was to get you a lil somethin'" From his back pocked he reached to grab a black velvet box, you smiled at him, "Do the honors" You opened the small box, and inside there was a golden chain, his golden chain.

"But... this is yours, Alex" He moved his head from side to side, putting his golden chain around your neck.

"It's yours, I just wanted to find a good box to put it in, wrap it up for you... everyone's gotta know that you belong to me, no one else, just you" Your cheeks painted dark crimson, no one else had done something like this for you, "And... I got some other things for you" He grabbed your hands and let you outside to his living room, you saw two channel boxes, along with other bags of clothing you had never thought you would ever get, "Went on a little shopping spree, got somethings for me girl," You gasped as you saw the most gorgeous pair of heels, and boots you would ever own.

"This is vintage channel! How did you?-"

"Karl's an old friend of mine, when I talked to him about you he knew exactly what to give me," He kneels to put the heels on, perfect fit, "Only the best for my princess," You gave him a big kiss on the lips as a thank you, but it turned deeper, sexier, and erotic, it caused him shivers, "Still in the mood?"

"Always for you, daddy"

A/N hope you didn't miss me much, sorry for not updating in a while, i wanted to say sorry beforehand as well, i won't be updating as much as i did before :(( some serious family business happened recently, i'm ok tho! i can't focus a lot of me rn, i have bigger responsibilities to take care of, but i won't be gone forever, this isn't the last you will hear of me any time soon, just sit tight ladies i'll be coming back soon. i love you and thank you for the comments and support!

note to anonymous: hope you didn't mind i changed things up a little, enjoy thank you for the request and reading!

  ∧,,,∧ ( ̳• · • ̳) / づ♡ I love you

[tedioepica]

'i dont think not quite although like its just the i think it still to me its like a collec- it's it's more there's like a its a c- tsch wha- eleven.. eleven tracks in there eleven ehhh y-you know.. short stories'

[yoursistheonlyocean]

This might be my favorite video of Alex EVER

Credit: @scummyman on IG

[justallmyfantasies]

been on tour for too long

the only thing keeping you sane whilst he was gone was his music.

contains: 18+ smut. (unprotected piv, oral (f receiving) praise, teasing. i think that’s all)

word count: 4.4k

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the room felt dark with only the sounds of music coming from the record player in the corner of the room. it was placed on a dark wood table with records in the storage underneath. you were playing one of his records, the one he’d recently published. you missed his voice, his face and everything of him.

alex had been on tour for months, not seeing you at all. you both came to the agreement that you had to focus on your work instead of going out, flying to each venue to watch him play. you hated it, he hated it. it wasn’t ideal, although you had called him each night without fail. it still wasn’t enough. you wanted him back in your arms.

you fidgeted with a lock of hair that was in your hand, braiding it slightly then undoing it. the sound of a new song playing entered your ear.

just as the music started playing, a soft knock could be heard at the front door. it was late, a bit too late for visitors. curious, you stopped braiding your hair, the braid just hanging in your hand as the knock rang again, a little louder this time, yet still soft. it was hesitant somehow.

after debating in your mind for a few moments whether to answer or ignore it, you decided to check who it was. placing the incomplete braid somewhere to one side, you stood up and walked to the front door. it was quiet in the hallway, only the soft music that filled the room still being heard. the knock rang again. louder this time.

as you approached the door, you could feel your heart starting to beat faster. you weren't sure why, it was probably just a neighbor or someone asking for something. you weren't in danger - at least that's what you told yourself. taking a deep breath, you reached out, grasping the cold doorknob and twisting it. slowly, the door opened, its hinges releasing a creak.

as the door opened, a small gust of wind brushed past you, causing a shiver to run down your spine. however, that wasn't what caught your attention. your eyes widened as they fell on what was visible through the half-opened door. there was someone standing there, a familiar face that you hadn't seen in months.

it was alex. he was leaning against the doorframe, one hand holding onto his luggage, the other resting in his pocket. his head was tilted, a subtle smile playing on his lips as he looked at you. he looked tired, bags underneath his eyes, but still handsome as ever.

at that moment, all your worries and the ache inside you seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye. seeing him there, standing in front of you after so many months felt surreal. you couldn't help but smile widely, your heart fluttering in your chest.

his smile widened as he saw your reaction, his eyes filled with a mix of exhaustion and adoration. taking a step closer, he spoke, his voice gentle yet rough from the travel. "did you miss me, doll?"

a rush of emotions coursed through you. hearing his voice again, that pet name, the nickname that only he could call you, it was almost overwhelming. "missed you?" you repeated, closing the distance between you both. "i've been going crazy without you, baby."

his arms encircled you in a tight embrace, pulling you close to his chest. he buried his face in the crook of your neck, taking a deep breath as he held you. "i know, i know..." he murmured against your skin. "it's been tough on me too, love."

his words were like a soothing balm to your soul. just being in his arms felt like coming home. you clung to him, relishing the feel of his body against yours, the feel of his heartbeat against your chest. you inhaled deeply, taking in his scent - a familiar mix of cologne and sweat. "you're back early," you mumbled into his shoulder. "not that i'm complaining."

he pulled back slightly, just enough to look at you. his eyes roamed over your features as if he was trying to memorize every inch of your face. "yeah, the manager moved some things around," he said, his hand coming up to brush a strand of hair from your face. "wanted to surprise you."

your heart fluttered at his words. he had come back early just to surprise you. you smiled, eyes tracing the sharp features of his face. "what’s going on with the beard, hm?" you teased lightly.

he chuckled, the sound rumbling in his chest. "ah," he replied, using his free hand to scratch at the scruff on his jaw. "thought i’d try something new. you don’t like it?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at you, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

you reached out, running your fingers over the rough texture of his unshaven chin. the new look suited him, made him appear more rugged and mature. "i didn’t say that," you said, feigning nonchalance. "just takes some getting used to, that's all." you then ushered him inside.

he chuckled again, the corners of his eyes crinkling. he stepped inside, closing the door behind him as you led him into the living room. he dropped his luggage by the door as he followed you, his gaze shifting around the room, falling upon the record player.

"you’ve been listening to my record," he observed, a hint of pride in his voice. he walked over to the record player, picking up the cover of the vinyl that was playing. he looked at it for a moment before glancing back at you.

you shrugged. "had to, didn’t i?" you replied, a smile playing on your lips. you loved listening to his music – the lyrics that he had penned, the emotions that he poured into each song. it was comforting, like having a piece of him with you at all times.

“anyway, do you want anything to eat?”

he set the vinyl back down, turning to face you. "no, I’m okay," he said, his gaze locking onto yours.

“anything to drink?” you asked, once more.

he shook his head again. "i’m fine, love." he assured, the exhaustion in his eyes replaced by a different kind of heat. he slowly stalked closer to you, his steps measured and purposeful.

you stared at him. “well, we can always just go to bed. you look tired.”

he reached out, cupping your cheeks between his hands. his thumbs gently traced your jawline. "i am tired," he admitted, leaning down closer. "but i’m not that tired." his voice had dropped to a lower register, that familiar huskiness that sent a shiver down your spine.

“right but-“

he didn’t let you finish, his lips coming down to capture yours in a deep kiss. his mouth moved against yours with a feverish intensity, his tongue seeking entry, his hands moving down to your hips, pulling you flush against his body.

the kiss was a storm, wild and passionate. his hands roamed over your body, touching you as if he was starved for contact. a low groan rose from his throat, reverberating against your lips. he was hungry, desperate, and you could feel the pent-up desire in his every touch.

you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer. your fingers tangled in his hair, the once-neat strands now disheveled from travel and your eager touch. the kiss swallowed any protests you might have had earlier, replacing your thoughts with the sheer need for him.

he broke the kiss, his lips moving down your jawline, tracing a path to your neck. his breath was hot against your skin, his kisses becoming rougher, more possessive, as he found that sensitive spot near your collarbone that always sent electricity coursing through you.

you giggled a bit. “alex!” the feeling of harshness coming from his beard scraping across your face made it tickle. “that tickles.”

he pulled back slightly, a cocky smile on his face. "does it?" he asked, his lips curving into a smirk. he then proceeded to bury his face in the crook of your neck again, his beard deliberately rubbing against your skin, causing another bout of giggles to escape your lips.

he continued his assault, the rough bristles of his new beard creating a new kind of sensation as he nipped and kissed your skin. his hands traveled down again, palming your ass, pulling you even closer, his body pressed fully against yours.

“you’re evil,” you manage to say, the words coming out as a gasp between giggles. he had moved to that spot behind your ear, his lips and facial hair creating a maddening mixture of ticklish and pleasurable sensations. you couldn’t help but arch into his touch, heat pooling in your core.

he chuckled against your skin, a low, throaty chuckle that sent vibrations through your body. "i’m evil, hm?" he repeated, his mouth moving back to yours, capturing your lips in a hot, open-mouthed kiss. his hands squeezed your ass, pulling you even closer to him, grinding his hips against yours, showing you just how much he wanted you.

he tasted like whiskey and something distinctly him, and you responded in kind, your body molding against his. your fingers dug into his shoulders, wanting desperately to get closer, to feel more of him, all of him after being apart for so long. the kiss was frenzied, fueled by months of separation and pent-up longing.

he finally pulled back, breaking the kiss with a gasp, his eyes darkened with obvious lust. his hands were still clutching onto you, keeping you close like he was afraid you’d disappear if he let go. he panted slightly, his breath hot against your skin. “bedroom.” he said, his voice a low rumble filled with desire.

you nodded, not trusting yourself to speak. the heat of his gaze, the desire in his voice had robbed you of the ability to form a coherent response. without a word, you grabbed his hand and led him towards the bedroom.

as you led him down the hallway, he laced his fingers with yours, his grip firm. you could feel his eyes on your back – his gaze like a physical weight, a reminder of the heat he had ignited within you. the walk to the bedroom felt like an eternity, each step heightening the anticipation building inside you.

by the time you reached the bedroom, your heart was pounding in your chest, your breathing coming out in shallow gasps. he followed you into the room, shutting the door behind him. the click of the latch was the only sound in the room, except for the soft whirring of the ceiling fan and the faint sound of his ragged breathing.

he stepped up behind you, his chest against your back, his hands sliding around your waist, pulling you against him once more. his lips found your ear, and he whispered, his voice a rough, urgent plea. "i need you, doll. i need you so badly."

the words, coupled with the possessive way his body was pressed against yours, sent a shiver down your spine, heat pooling in your core. you leaned into him, tilting your head to grant him better access to your neck. "i’m right here." you managed to say, your voice betraying your own desire.

he took the invitation, his lips finding your neck again, his tongue tracing a path up to your ear. his hands moved under your shirt, his fingers roaming over your skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. "you don’t know," he murmured, his voice low and gruff, "how many times i thought about this, how many nights i spent alone in a cold hotel bed."

his words were like fuel to the fire that was burning inside you. you arched into him, your body responding to the touch and the proximity of his body against yours. his hands moved up, finding the edge of your bra, and you could hear his breath hitch as his fingers grazed the lace.

he tugged at the fabric, a wordless request, and you obliged, allowing him to pull off your shirt and bra in one swift movement. he tossed them aside, his eyes raking over your exposed flesh. "god, i missed you so much.” he said, his voice thick with longing and need.

his hands returned to your body, his touch more urgent, more desperate. he span you around to face him, his eyes burning into yours as he pushed you backwards until your legs hit the bed. his hands were on your hips, holding you steady as he lowered you onto the mattress.

he followed you down, his body covering yours, his weight pressing you into the sheets. he captured your lips once more, his kisses hungry and demanding. his hands roamed all over your body, relearning every contour, every contour of your skin, as if he wanted to commit it to memory.

his beard grazed your skin, creating a new kind of friction as he nipped and sucked at your neck. his mouth traveled down, leaving a trail of wet kisses along your collarbone, your chest, his destination clear.

his hands found the waistband of your pants, tugging at the fabric. you lifted your hips, allowing him to pull them down and discard them somewhere on the floor. he settled back down between your legs, his body pressed flush against yours. you could feel how much he wanted you, how much he needed you, and the fact only served to heighten your own desire.

he continued his journey south, his mouth hot against your skin, his tongue tracing a path down your stomach, pausing here and there to leave a mark, as if marking you as his own. his hands, meanwhile, continued their exploration, mapping out every inch of you, making you shiver under his touch.

his hands were on your inner thighs now, pushing them apart, making room for him. he paused for a moment, his eyes finding yours, dark with lust, almost feral. "i need to taste you," he growled, his voice ragged. "oh fuck."

his words, the heat in his gaze, sent a fresh wave of desire through you. a moan escaped your lips, your body arching in anticipation. you were his, completely, willingly, and you let him know it. "please," you gasped, your own voice shaking with need, "please, alex."

he didn't need any further encouragement. his mouth was on you, tasting you, savoring you, as his tongue flicked over the sensitive bundle of nerves, you cried out, your hands gripping the sheets as pleasure shot through you like electricity. his hands were on your thighs, keeping them apart, his mouth working relentlessly.

"alex," you gasped, your body arching involuntarily as you tried to get closer yet away from the intense sensations he was causing. it was too much, yet not enough all at once. "alex, i can't- i-"

he seemed to understand. he pulled back slightly, his hands still holding your thighs in a firm grip, anchoring you to the bed. he looked up at you, his eyes meeting yours, his beard glistening with your essence. "you okay, baby?”

you nodded, managing a shaky exhale of air. "i just... it's just... a lot," you managed to say, your voice wavering. "in a good way," you added, quickly, not wanting him to stop.

he smiled, the sight of you, a trembling mess underneath him, giving him a boost of confidence. "it’s okay" he said, there was a hint of tenderness in his tone as well. "are you okay to continue?"

you swallowed, nodded again, unable to form coherent words. "yes," you whispered, your voice barely more than a gasp "yes, please. need you more than ever."

he chuckled softly, the sound sending a vibration through you, and then he was back at your core, his mouth working with renewed fervor. the moans and gasps falling from your lips became more frequent, more desperate. your hands found their way into his hair, fingernails scraping against his scalp, trying to pull him closer.

the combination of his mouth on you, his beard against your thighs, was driving you insane. you were close, so close. it was as if all sense of time, space, everything that didn’t involve him and what he was doing to you, didn’t exist. "fuck, alex." you said, your voice urgent, "alex, i’m gonna.."

his name was a desperate plea on your lips. you were hovering on the edge, just a few more seconds, a little more pressure, and you would fall over completely. "please," you begged, your words a mixture of need and desperation. you were so close, right on the brink.

he seemed to sense that you were about to fall over the edge. he redoubled his efforts, his tongue moving with a purpose, his hands gripping your thighs, holding you steady. the sound of your ragged breathing, the gasps and moans, the way you were writhing under his touch, was like music to his ears.

and then you were spiraling, tumbling over the edge into ecstasy. your body convulsed as pleasure washed over you in waves, your hands clenching in his hair, your back arching off the bed. he stayed where he was, tasting every bit of you, prolonging your orgasm until you were trembling, completely spent. slowly, he pulled back, his eyes meeting yours, the smirk on his face showing pride.

your breathing was heavy, your body boneless and spent. you looked at him, his face shiny with your essence, his eyes darkened with a mixture of lust and tenderness. it was too much, and yet not enough. you wanted more, needed more of him. "alex," you said, your voice hoarse, “i need more of you, please...”

he didn’t need any more prompting. he moved up your body, his hands on either side of your head, caging you in. his lips found yours, kissing you deeply, passionately, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. his hand suddenly moved, falling to his pants to unbuckle the belt, letting it fall to the floor. his pants falling after.

he was above you now, the only barrier between you a thin layer of fabric. he was hard, his need for you painfully apparent, and you knew he needed release as much as you did. your hands came up to touch him, running over his length through the thin fabric of boxer shorts.

"ah fuck, baby." he groaned, his voice gravelly as he broke the kiss. he was panting, his body trembling with restraint. "i’m not gonna be..” he didn’t finish the sentence, instead letting out a guttural moan as your hand squeezed him.

you could sense his need, his desperation for release, and you wanted to give it to him. you tugged at the waistband of his boxer shorts, wordlessly telling him to remove them. he let out a shaky breath but obliged your silent request, pulling them down and discarding them somewhere on the floor.

he was bare now, his body pressed against yours, nothing separating you. his erection was hot and hard against your thigh, the feel of it making you shiver. he was looking into your eyes, his expression a mix of desire and vulnerability. "oh fuck," he said again, his voice a ragged plea.

the plea in his voice, the way he was looking at you, it was your undoing. you shifted, parting your legs to allow him access. your hands went to his shoulders, your nails digging into his skin. “please,” you echoed, your voice shaky and urgent, “please, i need you inside.”

he didn’t need to be told twice. he shifted, aligning his body with yours, his eyes never leaving yours. his hips moved slightly, the tip brushed against your entrance, and you both gasped at the contact. he paused, his breathing labored, his eyes searching your face, seeking reassurance.

he pushed inside you, his hips snapping forward with an urgency that mirrored your own need. you cried out, your body arching to meet his, your hands clutching at his shoulders as if anchoring you to reality. he was bigger than you remembered, filling you completely, and it was almost too much but not enough.

he began to move, a slow, steady rhythm that felt like both a torment and a blessing. his arms bracketed your head, his body pressing into yours with each thrust. you were both gasping, your breaths coming out in ragged pants, your bodies slick with sweat, the room filled with the sound of skin on skin. "fuck, you’re doing so good." he groaned, his voice thick with lust and need.

"i've missed this, missed you. you feel so good..." his words were punctuated with harder thrusts, his pace picking up slightly, driving you both closer to the edge. your hands were everywhere, running over his back, through his hair, clawing at his arms, desperate for something to hold onto, to tether you to this moment.

his mouth found yours again, kissing you passionately, his tongue mimicking the motion of his hips. it was all you could do to hold on, to keep up with him, to not get lost in the sea of sensations that was building up inside you.

he was everywhere, surrounding you, filling you, overtaking you. his scent, his touch, the sound of his heavy breathing in your ear, it was all too much, and yet not enough. you wanted more, needed more. you found yourself meeting his every thrust, your body arching off the bed to get deeper, closer, impossibly close.

his hands were on your hips, holding you in place, his grip tight and almost bruising. your name was a repeated mantra on his lips, his voice ragged, filled with need and desire. "baby," he groaned, his pace becoming faster, more urgent, "i’m close, so fuckin’ close, i need-" he didn’t finish the sentence, his words lost in a low moan that rumbled in his chest.

one hand moved, his thumb finding your clit, applying just enough pressure to send you spiralling. you cried out, your body arching, your nails digging into his skin as pleasure overtook you. it was too much, too intense, the edge of pain and pleasure blurring together until you were unsure of where one began and the other ended.

he continued to move, his body shuddering against yours, his own release imminent. he was muttering something, words you couldn't quite make out, interspersed with broken phrases and gasps. his name was on your lips too, your voice a mixture of pleas and words you wouldn't remember he thrust once more, then twice, and then he was following you over the edge.

his body tensed, his movements becoming erratic, his head buried in the crook of your neck as he came, his breath hot and shaky against your skin. he trembled, his body shuddering with aftershocks of pleasure, his arms holding you tight against him, as if he never wanted to let you go.

for a moment, there was only silence, broken by your shuddering breaths. his body was heavy on yours, but you didn’t mind, relishing the feeling of him so close, skin against skin. he shifted slightly, moving to lie beside you rather than on top of you. he pulled you into his side, his arms wrapping around you in a possessive gesture.

you snuggled against him, tangling your legs with his, your body molding against his. you felt spent, blissfully exhausted, your body heavy and sated. you could hear his heartbeat, steady and strong under your ear. his hand was drawing lazy patterns on your back, both soothing and arousing at once.

"i’ve missed this." you managed, your voice barely above a whisper, he hummed in agreement, the sound more of a growl than anything. he nuzzled his face into your hair, inhaling deeply, as if savoring the scent of your shampoo.

"i think," he said, his voice still slightly ragged, "it's been too long since we last did that."

"yeah," you said, your voice slightly hoarse, "way too long." you laid there in silence for a few minutes, simply enjoying the closeness, the comfort of his body against yours. the room was still warm, the air thick with the scent of sex and sweat.

he was the first to break the silence, his fingers tracing a path down your spine, causing your skin to prickle in response. "you know," he said, his voice a little more steady now, "i missed you a lot while i was gone."

you hummed, lifting your head to look at him. his eyes were still a little hazy, his hair disheveled. he looked so handsome, so vulnerable, it made your chest ache. "i missed you too," you said softly, your hand coming up to trace his jaw.

he caught your hand in his, bringing it to his lips to leave a soft kiss on your knuckles. "i know i don’t say it often,” he said, his voice serious but gentle, “but i love you. more than you could ever know."

you smiled, feeling that now familiar flutter in your heart. "i know," you said, your voice mirroring his seriousness. "i love you too. always."

you leaned in, pressing a kiss to his chest, right above his heart. he groaned softly, his hand coming up to cup the back of your head, keeping you close.

you laid there together, listening to the sound of each other's breathing, the rhythm grounding and soothing. his fingers continued to draw patterns on your skin, lazy and absentminded, as if he couldn't bring himself to stop touching you.

your eyelids were heavy, your body relaxing more and more with every moment. the events of the night, the exhaustion, were catching up to you. you cuddled closer to him, your head tucked under his chin, your body enveloped by his warmth.

he seemed to sense that you were drifting off, his arm tightening slightly around you. "go to sleep, baby," he murmured, his voice soft. "i’ll still be here when you wake up."

you hummed sleepily, not even able to form words. the last thing you remember was the press of his lips against your forehead, and the sound of his murmured endearments as you drifted into sleep.

a/n: i lowkey love this. enjoy it as much as i did writing it

[misskattylashes]

Guys can we just take a moment to appreciate that Alex wearing his old TLSP clothes is the someone who doesn't have social media's equivalent of whenever Miles posts something TLSP related. He is physically reminding us of them...

[applysome]

This was the first thing I saw when I opened Instagram this morning:

Icon el Pais magazine May 2018

Credit: Alex Turner Rares on Instagram

[tilebytiles]

i was looking for an alex pic to change my google account's icon to and i did find one but i also found a change dot org petition titled "Banish the Beard!" that had 3,186 supporters before it was closed. you can find it here if you'd like a giggle at how heated someone got over his facial hair

[nicoscheer]

From the Arctic Monkeys YouTube film- warp speed chic

[bacusdraculacape]

THEORY: HAVE ALEX TURNER'S GIRLFRIENDS BEEN FAKE? OR RATHER BEARDS ALL ALONG? (MOST OF EM ANYWAYS?)

It is clear as day that Alex and Miles are practically soulmates. Just look at photograph or video of them together: the way they gaze at each other, the way they behave around each other, the nicknames they give each other, even the way they give adorable nods each other in both their music, and everything else :)

So knowing that, the question is why would you date somebody else if you clearly do love someone as much as Alex clearly loves Miles and vice versa?

-> Well, maybe you might have assets to protect. And maybe most likely, even though it is the 21st Century homophobia hasn't been entirely eradicated. Here's even a screenshot of this post I saw the other day:

-> With that been said and shown. I'm brought back to address the beards or his 'girlfriends'. Beards definition:

Adding to this- I even theorise Al hinted this in one of his songs- most notebly within the lyrics of Four Out Five from TBHC:

The Hokey-Cokey is a notebly dance that people perform.

Hokey itself as a word has a few definitions. One of those definitions is this:

Cokey as a word is sometimes used as a shortened version of c0caine. And there's even a version of the Hokey-Cokey word: Cokey-Cokey- as in the substance. In this particular instance, however, it could apply to a relationship- because a person typically would probably have to have a certain amount of an addiction to a certain other person to call them their significant other. So if this train of thought is followed: "Hokey-Cokey with the opposite sex" could possibly imply = fake-dating the opposite sex.

Aswell, the lyric prior to it: "the head of special effects in my minds eye." makes me theorise this theory I have more.

A head of special effects would be a person whose responsible for any effect that is manually or mechanically manipulated for screen. In Alex Turner's case, this would be the public most likely.

Lastly (for now), if you look at the way Al holds his "girlfriends" or rather beards:

versus how he holds Miles (and how Miles holds him):

To me, the way Al's holding Mi looks so natural as if he's done it a hundred times before and knows the way Mi likes to be held & the way Al enjoys to hold him simultaneously. However, if you inspect the way he holds the girls, it looks (at least to myself) either put on and or just not the same. Like come on any guy in an actual committed relationship that actually has a heart that's as passionate and big as I imagine Alex's is would probably typically appear more submissive and relaxed and hold the other person more endearingly. However, in Alex's case, that is not the way I see it. Therefore are the girls theoretically beards to make him appear straight- at least to media in order to protect what him and Miles have? I definitely THEORISE so.

I'll probably do a second part to this at some point to delve further into this because this is genuinely something I've really given a great deep observation into for my own personal recreation lol.

[crandberrysaucewithpulp]

i have to save up some cash like it’s on speed dial for the day the last freaky puppets come back to my area

[carefulignorantghost]

Taylor Bagley and Alex Turner

[dietmountaindewbae]

FUCKING LOVE UR FICCCSSSS OMG

I hope you're doing wellll,,,I'm missing u girl

Could you do more of those Teacher Alex x reader fics?? i just love that kinda scenario sorry 😭😭

Small question too,where do you get those pictures for the story banners? I got kinda curious

Hope you're doing well!! take care ♡♡

xx. lights, camera, action

alex turner x reader

word count: 9428

summary: Alex (tbhc!) is your theater teacher, and you earned the part of Juliet for your final play at high school, but he isn't so glad about it, he thinks you lack emotion, and today at private rehearsals you get your chance to show it.

warnings: spitt*ng, chock*ng, slapp*ng, spank*nd, denial of org*sm, teasing, age g*p, roughness, manipulat*on

song recommendation: put me in a movie by lizzy grant

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You crawled out of your bed waking up extra early to get to school, the classes went by in a daze, you knew by lunch maybe the time would go by quicker, and you went through today's lines over and over in your head during lunch, memorizing them so you didn't make a single mistake at saying them. Mister Turner wasn't so glad you somehow managed to get Juliet at the school play, people said you deserved it, and your audition was the best of them all, no stuttering, no doubting, but Mister Turner didn't make you feel like you did, because he said you missed a crucial thing, he just made you feel helpless and dumb whenever he stared at you with a scowl or he looked away while you were saying your lines, in your head you asked yourself over and over 'what am I missing?'. He never told you what you were doing wrong.

Rehearsal began and your heart was beating so fast you could feel your ears warm, and your mouth started to get dry, today you had to practice Act 2 Scene 2, meaning, one of the hardest scenes you had to do, the balcony scene.

"Cut!" Mister Turner said as you were holding Charlie's hands, the boy who played Romeo in your class, you were glad it was him, he was your buddy. The teacher walked up the stage and rolled his shirt sleeves, crossing his arms and standing like a tall tree.

"What did we-" He stopped at Charlie, glanced at you, and sighed, looking at you with disapproval.

"You've got to stop being so stiff, you love him!" He yells and it echoes through the whole stage and in your heart, "You better start acting like my Juliet otherwise I'll cast someone else, 'cause yer not makin' the cut" He saw your bottom lip trembling and your eyes and cheeks turning red.

"But I-"

"I could understand that you're young, and you're innocent and pretty, whatever you think you are, but so is Juliet and it amazes me that you can't do something as simple as letting go," Your eyes began to water, "So you're going to do this or what?" He asked you with his hands on his hips, and you stayed silent, your eyes glassy and about to let the tears roll down your face.

"I am you girl" That's all you managed to say before you went running out of the stage to cry, why was he so rude? Other days he was just sarcastic and let you do whatever, but today he was furious at you, and you just wanted to do things right to avoid him yelling at you like today.

After 10 minutes in the bathroom, you found the whole place empty, "I asked 'em to leave, I need to work with you" He walked up to you with his hands in his pockets, and from his left pocket, he took out a handkerchief, and gave it to you to wipe your tears.

"Thank you," You said, as you grabbed the handkerchief.

He sat down on the piano's chair, legs and arms crossed, and he sighed "I notice that this scene and Act 5 cause you problems, care to tell me why that happens miss?"

"I don't know" You whispered, he closed his eyes slowly, and nudged his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Right.... you don't" He crosses his arms, "Have you ever felt love? And I'm not just talking about that type of fraternal love for your friends or your mummy and daddy, I'm talking about the real deal, raw love" You thought about it and nodded your head slowly, he eyed you up and down, "Think about this love for a boy, that could never be blessed, because your family and his family despise each other so you see him in secret, but one day you make a plan to stay with him for good, and it fails, both of you die for each other because the other one cannot bear to live without the other, and it impacts people when they find out the truth about this suicidal love, a young girl and boy, that loved each other so much it made them... kill themselves"

"I understand-"

He cuts you up, "No you don't" He jumped on the stage with you.

"Imagine I am the one that you're madly in love with, we meet and we dance" He took your hand and closed his fingers with yours, his other hand gently holding your waist, he wasn't so far away from the truth, you look straight into his eyes, they're filled with darkness as you begin to dance, you could feel something inside you rise, that you once didn't allow to do, fighting itself with you, he pressed you closer to him, "Lay your head, and relax... you're still tense... c'mon, it's ok"

You did as you were told, you put your hand by his chest as he rocked you, he danced very well, and that made you feel a little dumber and unuseful, "I'm sorry if I'm not doing it right... I have never danced like this before" He smiled at you, a true sweet and gentle smile.

"Well, what else haven't you done before?" He asks you, making you blush at the thought, "I know there's a rule by society that you shouldn't be alone with me, out of respect we shouldn't have a friendship, but we are at late hours of school, so fuck it" You both chuckled at the same time, "You can trust me" He said with confidence and you nodded.

"I-... haven't been with anyone, haven't kissed anyone in a while, I've never had a boyfriend but I do like boys a lot, when I try to flirt it's just-," You sigh, "So, I guess I can't say these lines because it makes me think it would be so embarrassing for me to act in love when everyone thinks I'm just playing a princess as a joke,"

"Tell 'em to piss off" He spat, "Are yeh going to be my Juliet or not?" He asked you sincerely breaking up the closure.

"I-I mean" You stuttered taking a step forward, making him get angry just like last time, and he sighed, he was disappointed.

"Go home" He orders walking away from you but you stop him, pulling him back close to you.

You were growing angry and desperate, you needed him to know that no other girl could give more than you, could be as willing as you, "I want this, truly! I want you to put me in this play! As your Juliet, I won't allow any other girl, they won't take this as seriously-"

"That doesn't matter, show me you can do it and I'll keep you, but if you don't-" He pointed his fingers at your face, you wanted to cry again, but instead, you did let go, had set free of any chains or thoughts that you said weren't appropriate, in love everything is right, being selfish is right, being scared it's alright too, so you were bold, and pecked his lips, the touch and feel of your lips lingering, his eyes become as dark as the night and that tiny kiss quickly turned into a hungry and sloppy tongue kiss from his part, gripping your arms too tightly, you swear that you can feel the bruises.

You kissed until you felt your lips were about to fall off, your little cherry gloss was all over the corners of your mouth and sticking in his lips, "I am your girl" You panted.

He puts his hands behind your hand, caressing the front of your hair, and clasping it to the side, his face is so close to your neck that his breathing was tickling you, he memorized the smell of your perfume and gently laid a kiss on your skin, you swallowed the lump in your throat, he looks at you with a smile, a perverted one, and you didn't understand why'd you like it so much.

"You've got such a sweet little face that any man wishes to provoke only evil, lips so pouty and plump, you only wish to kiss them until they're bleeding," He folds your lower lip down with his thumb, and you smiled, as he slowly puts his fingers inside your mouth pushing your teeth to make a hole for him to dig in your warm mouth, he was amazed by the way your tongue instinctively moved around in circles on his fingers, you smiled feeling both ashamed and excited, "You know what you're doin' aren't you?" His fingers squished your face hard, you pulled back but he pulled you in.

"What do you want from me?"

"To understand why every time I yell at you you look at me as if you wanted me to yell at you more, to at least say something to you, you worked hard to get me attention, and now you have it, I've always watched you push yourself to be perfect, but when do you let go? Where do you start and where do you end? Do you even feel?... I have so much fun trying to figure you out, little girl" He pushed your hair to the side, "You're beautiful, you know that?"

You nodded and looked at him weary-eyed, he knew you were lying he could see it in your eyes and the way your chin twitched, there was no hiding from him, "Make me feel beautiful" You asked him caressing his shoulders, "I just wanted you to see that I could do it"

"You always were, I knew it from the moment I saw you, that you and I are alike, that you should be with no one else but me, you know you need me, you do" He assures you with great pressure, you smiled and nodded your head, this is what you wanted from the beginning. Him. You smiled at him, and he pressed you up against him, hand on his cheek as he caressed it, and he kissed you with a passion that made you sigh, his lips touched yours with love and tenderness as if he was deeply in love with you. His arms hug your waist, and your hands caress his soft long hair, your fingers twisting around the end of his brown hair, his beard lightly tickling your cheek, your heart flutters when you feel him smiling and his hand cups your cheek, you get so deep into the kiss losing yourself entirely in his arms, focusing on the noises of your mouth when you kissed him, the taste of his lips, his nose on your cheek and his hand that gets lower to your hips, you moan into his mouth by picturing what could happen next, you felt it in your core, something in between your legs was getting so wet, palpitating even.

"I really like you-" He lets go of your hand and takes a few steps away from you, you raise your eyebrow at him, puzzled.

"I want you to go home and think about this, I won't touch you, or kiss you anymore, not until you've shown me that you're capable of earning and demolishing that role, show me what you're made of" You look at him so confused about what had happened, how could he kiss you, and say that you were the same as him, that he liked you and then tell you that you still didn't convince him, you went back home running to cry unto your pillows, had no one to talk about what happened because you wanted it to happen again, people would look at you like an absolute mad person, you wanted him to touch you again, to rock you against his body, you wanted him to want you again.

During the last few rehearsals for the show you were doing good, but you kept pushing yourself to make it better, Mister Turner seemed to pay more attention to you but he kept talking to other girls and staring at you as you looked at him with your eyebrows furrowed, it was a whole week of running back home with tears in your eyes, and at night your mind couldn't stop creating scenarios of your and him, you touched yourself over and over again, he made you love him madly with a few kisses and simple words, but after tomorrow when the play launched this suffering would be over.

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You went to get ready two hours before everyone was there, they were still setting up the stage while you were out in your long and folded ancient dress, hair, and makeup ready, lines memorized like a bible that you prayed into every night, "Hello" A voice echoed thru the room, it was him with his thick Yorkshire accent and voice, approaching you slowly.

"Hi," You said back, he stood behind you, looking at you through the mirror of your vanity, he stared at you like a perfect painting, and your breathing got stuck in your throat when he leaned forward to your ear.

"Thought you'd be here earlier... come with me little girl" He ordered grabbing your wrists and pulling you up, you swallowed down a big lump in your throat and he walked you inside his office, you shut the door behind you carrying your dress in your hands to keep it clean, "Sit down" He pulled out a chair for you and his hands lightly caress your hair, twisting in his index finger the shape of your curls, he grabbed your hand signing you to stand up, and he cupped your cheek, your turn your head to the side and closed your eyes as you feel his lips on top of yours, you thought he would kiss you just like the day that your lips touched his, and his fingers would be inside your mouth feeling how warm and tiny it was, you whimpered as he pulled back, you felt both embarrassed and a bit turned on, because you remembered yourself at night, touching yourself like an idiot to a faint picture of him.

"You know why you're here, right?" You said no with your head, "I want you to remember what it's like to be sent to heaven and dragged down to earth, I want you to feel the despair for another kiss, would you do anything for another kiss?"

"Yes," You firmly answered, "I need it, please... I need you so bad" His eyebrow twitched at the way your voice sounded so desperate.

"Unpatient, aren't we?" He giggled at you, opening the door of his office for you to leave, you went outside with your head to the floor "Give me your everything, and I'll see you after the play is over"

You had convinced yourself to give your best for him, convinced yourself about your true love and admiration for him, you would do anything to please him, anything to make him smile at you even for a split second, you'd do anything to make him love you, and to make him stay with you, because that's all that you wanted, for him to keep you like a bunny in a cage.

"You're such a good girl you know that? I mean it" He raised your chin with his finger, and you nodded your head again, "And you'll make me proud right little girl?" You said yes with your head, "Good"

And indeed the show was a success, everyone threw you roses at the end before the curtains closed, you tried to put a picture to your emotions through the way you spoke, added more emotion to what you said, and how you said it, you were confident from start to end, and you made some people cry with the way your love for Romeo simply got more complicated to come true, and at the end when you die you hear a standing ovation coming from the chairs, you wait for the curtains to close and you run to hug Alex, pushing him to a dark corner to kiss him with a passion, your lipstick smudging his lips and biting down aggressively on his bottom lip.

"I'm so proud of you bunny, you're the best... my little princess, my Juliet" You blush hard and he sends you running back to the stage to let the curtains open, flowers landing at your feet, your mom and dad standing in the front row clapping as loud as they could.

In the end, everyone took pictures with you, your name being praised was echoing through the room, and some hints of jealous mothers talking about how their daughters would've been just as good, but then Mister Turner walked across you with a smirk splattered on his face. You smiled at the camera and convinced your mother to let you go out to dinner with some friends just so you could be alone with the man you cherished the most.

After the people had disappeared through the halls you quickly took your clothes off in the changing room and then, all of a sudden, you jumped when you heard a loud knock on the door.

"Who is it?!" You said with fear.

"It's me," He says, "I'm coming in" He pushes the door open and you cover yourself up with your dress as best as you can, hiding your body, he comes in with roses and a big gift box with a baby blue bow wrapped around it, he smelled like his cigarettes. His eyes room down your body, and your scared puppy face, he drops the flowers and begins to kiss you hard, you smile to yourself when you finally taste his bitter cigarettes, "Let go of the dress bunny, tonight you're mine, say that you are...." He begs as he whispers to your mouth, you drop your dress to the floor, you wore a white see-through long corset and a thin cotton pair of matching panties and knee socks, he smiles at the look at your body, running his hands down your curves, and gently kneading your ass, "Let's go to my office"

"But I am-" He picked you up like a bride and covered you up with a rope that was hanging next to you.

"Don't worry, no one will see us" From the changing rooms to the stage he walked down some steps and swung open the door of his office, sitting you down at his desk, locking the door, "Get that rope off, let me see you put a little show for me" You stood up from his desk, and he leans over it with his legs crossed and hands behind his back on the desk. He looked just like a king wearing his all-black suit, ready to rule your world.

You stood up, letting the rope fall to your feet, and you do a little spin so he could see your everything, and he didn't miss a single spot as you turn, the little dimples in your back, the curve of your breasts and ass, you skin smooth and soft as velvet, your eyes glimmering in the darkness, the shyness within you, you put your everything on him, "Come here little one" He orders and you follow like a puppy.

"Yes?" You ask him sweetly.

"Sweetheart, I ain't gon' lie to you my love, I think you did spectacularly, and I'm proud of you for listening to me, but I know what you're missing, I know exactly what you're missing, and it's something I'm missing too..." You look at him strangely, what could he possibly miss? you lacked everything while in your eyes he was like a god.

"You're missing me, and I'm missing you, no one would understand you and your feelings better than me, no one could be able to see your potential better than me, but would you be able to bear with me?" You smile brightly as his hands turn you to gently undo the bows at the back of your corset, leaving you only in your pair of white panties and knee socks.

"Yes, I can," You said, he pushed your hair to the side over your head, a wave of your hair falling in beautiful honey-colored curls, he kissed your mouth softly, running his soft fingers against your lips like a soft feather. Cupping your face with your index and middle, mesmerized by the delicate features of your face, so pure, so weak, so innocent.

"You're gonna behave? I need you to say it" His eyes were dark and lustful.

You smiled and said, "I'm going to behave"

"You're my angel" He whispers to you, and when he leans forward you turn your face away from him, a kiss landing on your shoulder, he giggles and puts his hand on his hip, still mesmerized by your body and your figure, and you smiled, "Like what you see?"

"Enough with the silliness," He says to you, and you do as he tells you, and approach him slowly, once your face is resting in between his hands, he is still fully dressed, and you can feel how soft and warm his clothes were, you hug him and he runs his hands down your body, wrapping your legs around his torso and laying down at his desk, "Open your legs for me babe" He drawled, as he leaves a trail of kisses down your tender skin, his hands slowly massaging your breasts, you sigh as his thumb pressed down at your ribs and tummy, his lips trailed down to your belly, your fingers slowly slide into his hair, scratching it and pulling on it as he tears your panties from your pussy.

"Please..." You sigh.

"That's the prettiest cunt I've ever seen, so tiny and so fucking tight" His mouth was parched and he opens it widely to kiss your pussy, his tongue rimming in circles inside your hole, making your legs quiver and pull his hair, "So fucking good..." His tongue flicked and circled your clit in a gentle and teasing way, you were losing control over the noises that spilled out of your mouth, and then he cut you up entirely, leaving you breathless, you leaned in forward and you watched him licking your pussy lazily, and you grunt. His hands feel the soft material of your knee socks that he went crazy for.

"Please... I need more, please" You whimper as he started to suck and kiss your clit again, you let out girlish moans from your mouth, "Oh god-"

"Quiet down, won't you?" He spat on your clit making it impossible for you to keep your cool as you watch him devour your pussy with hunger and carnage, you whined and cried in silence, bitting down on your hand until your teeth sunk into your skin, your lower abdomen was tense and you felt something come out of you, and Alex sucked and swallowed down every single drop of your release as you came, but he kept going, it had become too much for you to handle but he put the flame back up, your hand gently tracing circles on his scalp while the other trailed down in between your legs, doing circles on your clit, you closed your eyes feeling in your room once more, moaning his name and feeling your skin cover in goosebumps, and he observed you, your fingers desperately rubbing your clit as your hips rock against your touch, "Fuckin' 'ell... you don't need me anymore"

"What?!" You quickly opened your eyes, his eyes glimmering as he had seen you get so carried away, "No, I'm-" He brushed away the little dust off his knees, "Wait, no I'm sorry, I just-"

"You just what?" He spat, "Care to tell me? You think you can please yourself better than I can?" You furrowed your eyebrows, "Cause I don't think you know what I can do to you, what I can show you"

"And what can you show me, Mister Turner?" You asked with a grin on your face, "You left me hanging for more, I needed to ease it somehow," You whispered, he dragged you closer to him by your legs, caging you right in between his arms.

"You have an attitude, don't you?" You raised an eyebrow.

"You said we're alike, didn't you?" He hummed as a yes biting down on his lip, "Seems like you don't even know me," You purred, he liked you, he liked that you didn't submit as easily, that you gave a fight before you did.

"I do know you, I've been inside that tiny little virgin hole of yours," He said with a smirk, you looked at him through your lashes.

"Is that so?" You whispered, and he hummed as a yes, "Not entirely"

"I see you like it the hard way, don't you?" He flipped you to be on your back, spreading your legs open as he takes out his belt, you waved your ass at him spanking it, blushing on your own because of your cheekiness, you tried to be as wild and fun as you could, "You naughty fuckin' bitch" You heard the sound of his zipper, "Just a warning..." He pulled your long hair to raise your head, and he said between greeted teeth, "I'll show you what hard is, and if you won't be able to handle it-"

"Give me all of it," You said, he threw your head back and forced himself inside you, your walls stretching painfully and you grunt and weep as you feel the burning, your pussy wasn't ready for such a fucking stretch, him and his massive cock, so thick it made your eyes water but your mouth to scream from the pleasure, he left your mouth and probably your pussy gape, his hand pressed down flat on your lower back, pounding your pussy profoundly, your nails scratching his wooden desk.

"Too much for you little one?" You gasped as he pounds you, the feeling of his cock between your legs growing a bit easier to bare with every thrust, "You took it well... you must be a little fucked up... right here" He taps harshly on your head.

"Aren't you?" He only made things harder for you, he kept pushing himself deep inside you, you were crying nonstop as your mouth was wide open but making no sound at all, just little chocked moans, you were feeling a tight knot forming in your lower abdomen, and he made you feel closer to coming undone beneath him but then, he pulled out of you like a sword into your limbs, "Wait... w-what happened?"

"You're being a cocky little fuck, now if you're gonna keep misbehaving like that, you're gettin' nothing, and I'm gonna leave you empty and wanking in your bed thinking about how good me cock feels, now... are we going to behave or are you just going to keep acting like a little fuckin' brat?" You smiled at him and laughed at his face, he pinched your cheeks together, "Do you think I'm takin' a piss or what?"

"It's just funny watching you get so angry" You kept laughing uncontrollably, his face in a big frown, jaw locked, nose trails opening wider with every exhale, his lips pushed together.

"And it's gonna be even funnier to watch you get punished since that's what you want, isn't it?" You answered with a smile, he pushed you away, slapping you so hard it knocked you to the floor, you looked at him scared, your smile had faded away, "You like learning the hard way, I'm gonna teach you a lesson, look where your mouth has gotten you little one... come up here" You flinched back when he tried to help you get up but you accepted his help since your legs couldn't work properly.

He carries you in his arms and lays you down on his leather couch, "I'm sorry, I swear I'm gonna be good now"

"You know swearing is bad, right? You must keep your promises, otherwise, I won't trust you, and believe me, you're giving me plenty of reasons to not," You looked away and bit your bottom lip, "Are you going to behave?... and I'm not gonna ask again"

"Yes" You stated, "I am"

"Atta girl" He kissed your temple, "But saying that you are doesn't mean I'm not going to punish you, you can't make fun of me, you hear me?" His voice is so demanding and scary, you look him in the eye and nod your head, he stands up and unzips his pants, enjoying the view of your body and your stare on his, you stretch and your rips pop out, and you move around in the couch, watching him take out from his boxer his swollen and wet cock, it was red and twitching, veiny and thick, you swallowed, "That's what you're going to do, and after you swallow me cock I'm gunna cum in your face and I'll think about what's gonna happen to you later, understood?"

"Understood" He pushed open your mouth as wide as possible and put his knee next to your head, "I'm making that throat wider just for me cock to fit in," He forced his cock inside your mouth, and you had a coughing fit and splashed saliva all over your face, but he kept reaching deep inside your throat until he settled in, and pushed his cock out and back in slowly, no matter how much he wanted to provoke pain on you he didn't want to hurt you after all.

"Ah!- I can't" You choked and your eyes watered as you gagged, he pulled out of you and you coughed loudly.

"Toughen up," He said and threw your head back, pushing his cock inside your mouth and fucking it, you felt the bone in your throat rail up and down as he kept fucking it, and you heard sick and obscene noises coming out from the bottom of his throat while you fought the need to let your fingers wander down to your pussy, the noises were so rich and spectacular that you kept your self in place, imagining him biting down on his lip and the taste of his soft cock on your mouth was delicious, it made you wet, never in your life would you think sucking a boy's cock would be a turn on, but this wasn't a boy, this was a man, enjoying himself thanks to you.

You kept coughing and spitting saliva but he used it to his advantage, smothering all of it on your face, destroying your makeup completely, the tip of his cock was soft and hot while the rest of his meat was warm and palpitating, his balls touching your chin, you couldn't resist it, you wanted to touch them, and when your fingers came to lightly pinch them he let out a low grunt, and you felt something was leaking out from him, he pulled out of you quickly, "Are you?-"

"Shut the fuck up" He patted your cheek signing you to open it, and this time you grabbed his balls with confidence, playing with them a little in your hands, "Oh fuck!" He moans and thrust his hips inside you just as if he was fucking your pussy again, for him you were a massive hole he could use to dump every fluid that came out of him, "Keep grabbing 'em... harder" You squeezed him a little bit more but it was right about enough for him to pull out and cover your face in his warm cum, you watch everything come squirting out of him, every warm drop that landed on your face was smothered in your face, "You love it huh? you like your reward bunny?"

"I do," You said licking the corners of your mouth.

"Turn," You laid on your chest and he got on top of you, sliding his cock in, "Got so wet from suckin' it hard" He digs your head to your cushions, suffocating you into the leather, and he continued his assault to your body, fucking it with no mercy, your walls accommodate and squish him inside, to keep him just like he was, the friction of his dick, the feeling of his veins on the walls of your hole coursing you to see blurry and your mouth to drool, you feel in heaven as you feel yourself slowly start to finish all over him, and he harshly drags his cock back denying your orgasm.

"Alex, please! I'm begging you" You weep.

"Didn't say you can cum yet..." He panted.

"You're asking too much Alex" He dragged your hips back and propped your ass up, kneading it and spanking it until your ass cheeks felt warm and tender for him to grope, and your eyes were bloodshot, the taste of salt in your mouth from your stinging tears.

"You think that's too much?!" He yells into your ear, you drown out a scream and he spanks you hard again, "Come on little girl! Thought you said to give you everything, thought you were strong enough" You cry out into the couch, "You're weak and pathetic" He saw you weeping into the leather, your eyes swollen and your whole body shaking like a little puppy, he puts you down gently, hugging your body to make you lay down on his lap.

"I hate you" You felt both used and somehow loved in a very strange and significant way, it was like people say, tough love, you hug him tighter and tighter, and he runs his fingers through your cheeks to clean your tears.

"You know I do this because I love you" You heard the honesty in his voice, he looks at you with utter tenderness and sweetness, his fingers crossed your hair to your ear, "Do you love me?"

"I love you" You whispered, no matter what he did to you, what was harder to love him was to hate him, he was the first man to ever truly kiss you with passion, and you always wore your heart on your sleeve, he understands you, he shows you how much he likes you, he desires more than just your body.

"You're ok, quiet down now" He rocks you into his arms, naked, exposed, weak, "Do you know what I'm doing to you?"

"Fucking me up" You hear him chuckle and deny it over and over with his head.

"Making you mine" You smile at him, "You're mine, me girl, no one else's, you don't belong to anyone else... just me, I need you to say it"

"I don't belong to anyone else just you" You affirm. He nudges his nose with yours, pecking your lips sweetly.

"That's good, so good..." He sighs as his little pecks turn into hungry kisses, both of your desperate for more than just teasing, he pulls you on top of him and stands up, you secure your legs around him while your arms hug his shoulders, and you can feel his slippery and warm tip in between your legs, sliding inside your hole, you moan and bite down on his shoulder as he thrusts his cock inside you, balls slamming on your pussy as he thrusts in and out of you, the sounds and the feeling were delightful, all piling up on you, it wasn't just the noises that came out of his mouth, it was him entirely that turned you on, how hard he was grasping your body, and you watched him with his eyes firmly fixed on yours with his lips parted as he feels so close from feeling so warm, and tight inside you, feeling your hole contract around his cock, it felt so good for him, so good he was crazy for more, you were in awe as you are eager to see how his cock enters your pussy, you only get wetter as you watch your bodies collide into a sweet satisfying melody.

"Fuck! I'm so- close..." You warn him as if something inside you were about to detonate, explode, you lose control over your body, your head feeling lighter and lighter as you push on your abdomen hard to squeeze out every bit of your juices and smother it all over his cock, "Does that feel good?" You pant.

"You haven't got a clue" He chokes out, "Oh... I'm gonna cum too"

"Cum inside me, please" You whine and beg, like a bratty child for on ice cream, "Fill me up, please"

"I can't" He grunts as he digs his cock deep inside you, "It's not a good idea" His eyes search for hope in yours, you kiss him deeply caressing the back of his head with your fingertips, he relaxes and you buck your hips forward, fucking yourself into his cock.

"Don't you want to?" You whisper to his lips, "Don't you want to dump your cum inside me?" He hisses as you jump on his cock again and again, he bites down on his lip until they turn pale, "Don't pretend like you don't" Your tongue licks his bottom lip and you nibble on it gently, your walls push him deeper in, getting tighter and tighter as you feel him getting more worked up, "Dump it inside me, I want it bad, please Mister Turner" He moans into your mouth, you let your tongue slip inside it, warm and tasty, he keeps it open with his thumb to spit into your mouth. You feel him get rowdy, and his skin is covered with goosebumps, drenched in a cold sweat, his balls tightly pressed up against your pussy until he was buried deep inside your hole and his cum covered up your walls in a warm coat of his cum, his pupils dilated, and you smiled as you felt it leaking out from your pussy, you hugged him tightly as he peppers your head with kisses, you feel pure bliss "Thank you" You whisper to his ear.

"You're fuckin' insane, you know that?" He gave you a smudgy kiss on your cheek.

"But you love it, don't you?" You both giggled to each other, his forehead pressed against yours, the tip of his nose brushing yours.

After cleaning up your body gently and making sure you weren't bleeding, he carried you back to the dressing rooms, he settled you down in your chair and you began to clean your face, your eyes wide open as you saw yourself in the mirror, the makeup that you spent so many hours in was completely trashed, there was eyeliner and mascara everywhere but in your lashes and eyes, your lipstick smudged all over your face and even down on your neck, your throat felt bruised and it was a bit hard to swallow, then you heard him coming inside the room with the same box he carried an hour ago and a cup of water, you snatched the mug from his hands, "Drink up babe"

"Thanks," You say to him, "What's that?" You smiled taking the gift from his hands.

"I knew you were going to do great, so I bought summat for you" Inside the box there was a tiny bunny plushy, and a little china doll dressed just like Juliet, deeper in, you take out a beautiful baby blue dress.

"It's gorgeous!" You threw yourself into his arms, hugging him tightly, and he kissed your now clean face, "Oh! I love it so much" You kick your feet into the air and he spins you around like a little girl.

"Put it on doll, so I can take you out" You smile at him brightly and as you grab your things to change in the other room, before you left he stops you, "Do it here," He sits down on the chair you were in and watched you try on the dress, it fitted you like a glove.

"Wait, where are my panties?" You ask him with genuine curiosity, "Aren't they at your office?"

"Already cleaned it up, I just found your bra" He looks down at the floor and then at you, spreading his legs as he looks at how beautiful that dress fits your little silhouette, ruffled at the top and the ends of the dress shaped like a flower, you fix your hair and your knee socks, you put on nude heels that your mom told you to wear with your other change of clothes, "You look like a doll, babe" He pats his thigh for you to sit in, and you do, wrapping your arms around him.

"Where are you takin' me?" You ask him with a silly but bright smile.

"It's simple but I think you're gonna be pleased with the place"

He helped you carry your bags out, sneaking out of the school together, and running outside to the parking lot, you grabbed your tiny purse and your big makeup bag in your hands, and you heard the alarm go off from his black and shiny Cadillac, private catholic schools seemed to pay him very well, after all, he was the very best of the teachers here, he had fame, and money, thought at your school whenever he wasn't busy doing plays in Europe, or Broadway, you wanted him to see your potential, and whenever he yelled at you, you couldn't help but love him more, he opened the door of his car for you, and buckled you in place, you smiled and felt your heart speed.

"Thank you for the dress, I love it... you shouldn't have-"

"Don't say that, you know I'll do anything for you doll" He took off from the school, you smile to yourself but quickly snap back to reality when you see the reflection of your face with no makeup, you quickly curl your eyelashes in place and flick your wrist as you brush your mascara wand to your eyelashes, praying to not stain your eyes, you feel his warm hand land on your knee, you turn to look at him, he's busy driving thru the  streets, and your feel in a dream with that brilliant man's presence, you finish your makeup as fast as you could to quickly fix the mess that was your hair, into a beautiful half up and down, letting some baby curly hairs fall on your face, you line your lips pink and pat some lipstick on your lips and gloss to make them plumper.

He glances at you and smiles brightly, "Is something the matter?"

"No, I just think you look lovely" You put your hand over his, and he turns up the volume of the radio, Lana del Rey on the station, and you smile brightly the whole road, his hand little by little sneaking up your thigh until it felt dangerously close to your inner thigh, you blush hard.

"Mister Turner..." You say to him, he snaps his eyes back at you, he digs his nails into your flesh, and your hand strokes his cock gently, he spreads his legs open and you smirk, feeling just a little control over him.

"I think I'll just have you for dinner if you keep goin'," You bite down on your lip, your hand pulled back to his knee.

"That isn't such a bad idea, is it Mister Turner?" You tease, and he sighs, smiling to himself.

"You can call me Alex babe doll, it's alright with me" His hand grabs yours to kiss your knuckles, and his thumb caresses them.

"Ok, Alex"

He made a turn and you arrived at your favorite dinner, it was almost half empty, you leaned over to kiss him deeply, "Surprise!" He giggles.

"How'd you know?" You were amazed, not many people knew about that dinner, just your close friends and you, it made you wonder how he managed to know that. And what else does he know about you? he got out of the car, fixing his coat and hair before he opened your door, unbuckling your belt and taking your hand for you to take a gentle step out of his black Cadillac.

"I've got me ways babe doll" He kissed your temple and grabbed your purse, locking the car and sitting down at a booth next to you, the purple and pink lights deem as a romantic melody the old jukebox the restaurant had rocks you, the dinner was 60's themed, and the nice old lady looked at you and Alex strange, sitting so closely together, you looked so little, and he looked too old for you, he almost looked like your dad or... more like a daddy.

"What can I get you?" The lady with a notepad and pen in her hand asks.

"What would you like angel?" He asks sweetly, putting his arm around you, his hand landing at your bum as you sit cross-legged and you lean in closer to him, your fingertips tapping on your chin.

"A classic burger and some fries... and a strawberry milkshake please... and you Daddy?" You joke, watching the lady's face go pale, and Alex's eyes get dark, a smirk on the corner of his lips.

"I'll get the same as her too, and a vanilla shake" You both kindly smile at her, and he looks at you with the brightest smile.

"Yes?" You ask sweetly and innocently, blinking repeatedly.

"I like the sound of it, daddy..." He says referring to what you said, "Keep callin' me like that princess" He kisses you on the side of your head, gripping your thigh.

"You can be my daddy, right Alex?" You both lean in to kiss each other losing track of time, and the same lady with grey hair comes back, she cleaned her throat to grab your attention and she puts down your milkshakes at the table, you smile at her kindly and receive your milkshake, Alex sunk his finger into your shake, and you grab his wrist sucking his pinky clean. The lady runs back to the kitchen.

"I love you" Your bodies close the minimal space that was between you, you watch him smile and lean in forward and close his eyes to kiss you tenderly, you get deep into the kiss, and he pulls you in to sit on his lap gently by putting his hand on your waist, you feel the butterflies come alive and you giggle when his long beard tickles your chin and your nose, "What's so funneh?" He pecks your lips.

"Your goatee tickles me" You chuckled and pecked your lips and you both turned your heads as you heard the elderly woman have a little stroke when she saw you kissing your man, she was shocked, and she just left the food on the table and left, "Hungry?" You slide the plates with the warm food and give a bite to your delicious hamburger.

The rest of the night you spend it talking about everything, his favorite films, his favorite directors and writers, his new big ideas that you were excited about, and he kept wondering about college on your side, "I think you're meant for summat great my love" He says as you gently wipe his face with a napkin.

"I don't know what to do with my life... honestly, it's ridiculous, everyone tells me to study whatever I want but then they tease the idea of med school, and I'm curious about it but that doesn't mean I like it" You ramble about what your parents tell you in your head, but talking to Alex was a relieve, he seemed to always choose his word wisely.

"Why don't you come and live with me? Leave this town, you don't need to worry 'bout anything else if you stay with me, no hurries, no pressure..." Your mouth falls open, you don't know if this is reality or if you are in a daze, "After your graduation, I'll talk to them 'bout the idea of you living with me,"

"Don't play with that" You spoke to him very seriously, and he sounded serious too, "You mean it?" You asked, almost feeling tears in your eyes.

"You're only 18, why do people think you must have the world figured out? Leave this town, come to live with me in LA, and we can find the perfect career for you my darlin' I'll put you in the best college, and I'll take good care of you..." You kiss him deeply, you love that man like nobody can.

"I love you Daddy" You peck his lips with love.

"Finish your meal little one," You hum as a yes and while you were eating and finishing off your meal, you remembered you had strict catholic parents who thought you were having dinner somewhere else with your best friends, and you were about to have your head cut off if you didn't finish your meal in... you glance to your clock, "Shit" You mutter under your breath.

"What?" You finish your meal stuffing your face.

"I 'ave to hurry up" You muffled, your mouth full with your fries, he chuckled at the sight of your cheeks full, he couldn't stop laughing and you smiled, "What? If you don't get me home now I'll get locked up for good in my room"

"You look like a bunny just like that" You roll your eyes at him, and he glances at your clock, "We still have an hour and a half left doll, what's the matter?"

"I'm being serious, if I'm not at my door at the time my mom told me, she will leave me outside in the cold, freezing my tits off"

"I'll warm them up" He gave you a sneaky kiss on your neck.

"Bastard" You tease.

Mister Turner paid the dinner and gave a generous tip to the old lady who simply looked disturbed, Alex pinches your bum on the way out and buckles you in as you sit on his leather seats, he drives fast, turning the volume to the top as the strokes play in the radio, he does a quick stop at a pharmacy near your house, you wait for him inpatient, he only took 5 minutes to come back with a little plastic bag on his hand.

"Got you some pills, and these" He gifted you, your first box of condoms, and you blushed hard.

"W-Wait, I can have these at my house, it's too dangerous" You would get exiled if your mom were to find them.

"It's ok, don't worry, I just don't wanna take risks" He explained the use of the plan B pills, you promised to take it, and he drove back to your house.

You stared at it from the window, the lights of the living room were on, which could only mean that your mother was waiting for you on the couch, you sighed and stared at him with puppy eyes, "I don't wanna go in"

"We still have 30 minutes to spare" His eyebrows wiggle making you giggle, "I could go for some dessert"

"Mmm, I don't think it's a good idea, we won't make it back on time" He puts his hand on your inner thigh, you look at his hand massaging your thigh and then back at him.

"I'm not talking about that type of dessert" You sigh as his lips kiss your mouth slowly, putting you in a trance, his mouth tastes like sweet vanilla with a pinch of saltiness, and his tongue slips in as he tastes sweet strawberries and whipping cream, your heartbeat goes thru the roof as his hand sneaks in between your legs, you had forgotten you weren't using any underwear, "All ready for me"

"Mmm... fuck me Daddy" You moan into his mouth, pushing yourself back and crawling to the back of his car, you push your dress up, and spread your legs open, he had the nicest view of your pussy, dripping and glimmering.

"Gunna make it a quickie then" He jumps to the back, and you lay flat on your chest, pushing your hips up, arching your back, chest on the seats, "Eager, aren't you?" You hear him getting ready for you, spitting on your pussy hole and spreading his spit and your wetness all over your pussy. You moan loudly as his tip enters you, sliding in, and hitting the right spot at the first thrust of his hips, "Shut the fuck up, you're gonna wake up the whole neighborhood" He takes out from his pocket your pair of lost panties.

"You had them this whole time?!" You were amazed, you didn't think he would keep them, "You're a perv" You joke.

"But you love what this perv does to your pussy," He licked your earlobe, pushing your panties inside your mouth, "I was gonna get a good taste of that, rub it all over me cock, have it as my little souvenir" You rolled your eyes as he locks your arms behind your back, grinding his hips, railing your pussy, slapping his meat against your ass, he heard you say something he couldn't quite figure out, he took out the panties from your mouth, "What did you say?" 

"Do you do that to other girls?" He stops,'fuck'  You scream into your head, you were getting so close,  you regret ever saying something but you also wanted to know. 

"You just have something, little one, something that just makes me want to keep you, want to have you in me pocket," Sounds like he's obsessing over you, he gets more aroused, and you feel him getting harder inside you, "I wanna have you at all times in my bed since you're always crawling around me head, and cumming inside you... fuckin' hell, making that tight little cunt all mine, hell... I would hold you hostage if I had to"

"Then make it yours again, Daddy," He bucked his hips back pushing your panties back inside your mouth, rimming his cock on your pussy, those noises coming from his mouth were terrific, just enough to make you see stars, his veiny hands turning into fists as he slides back inside, his strong arms contracting, you close your eyes, feeling his cock twitching and loading up your cunt with his cum, and he finished you up, making you cum desperately all over him, he crashes on top of your body, and you sigh feeling only his weight, his heart beating just as fast as yours, his lips brushing against your ear, "That was fast" You muffled.

"I committed to it" You both giggle, and he pulled out of your pussy, watching his cum drip out of your tight hole, he's in awe, at how that little hole could be filled up with that much, he was fascinated, "For fucks sake..." He was getting worked up again, but he couldn't keep you for longer.

He quickly grabs a tissue and helps you clean up his mess again, taking out your panties from your mouth, and gently tossing them in his chair to keep them, his hands brush your hair back and tighten up your hairdo, you smile at him getting out of the back of his car helping you out, the cold air hits your face, and so does the cold reality, you sneaked your bags to your front door, running up the steps leaving your bags there so it could be easier for you to throw yourself into his arms for a last goodbye, he picks you up from the ground with no effort, his arm around your waist and his hand gripping your bum, making you both laugh, and you kiss him, hard, breaking away from the kiss with such sadness, "I'll miss you"

"Better start packing your bags babydoll," You already pictured your life with him, and before you left you made sure to exchange numbers, laughing at him because he didn't know how to do it, he made sure twice to have your number before you left, at exactly the time your mom asked you to be home you opened the door of your house.

"Hi," You said breathlessly.

"Hello," She says looking at you strangely, "Why is your face all red? And who gave you that dress?! I told you to not-" You took a step back the moment she tried to pull on the ends of your dress, you felt your heart about to spill out of your mouth.

"No, no, Mom, I swear I bought it with my friends before we went to dinner" You smiled, "One of them wanted to get something from the mall so we all went, and I just liked the dress" She scans your face, clearly you were feeling tense since you couldn't just walk away from her but eventually she let you go, still not trusting the words that came out of your mouth but when does she ever, you were glad Mister Turner was kind enough to keep the box while you hid his presents in your bags, Jesus, you didn't know what would your mother do to you if she were to find out what was beneath your dress.

That night you got a few sweet messages from Alex, you couldn't get him out of your head, what would your life be like with him, you felt a warm feeling in your stomach, a tight knot you always felt in your tummy, was now gone, and he makes you the happiest girl, and you would make sure to keep him the happiest man.

A/N

Sorry for not updating in a bit, had a rough couple of days, but happy New Year's everyone, I have a lot in store for you and me this year, hope you enjoy this wrap with one of the most claimed shots of all, Mister Turner has came back, lots of love from your girl. I hope all of your wishes and manifestations come true this year!

And to answer your question I get all of the pictures from pinterest and tumblr, here is my pinterest in case you wanna check it out!

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