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utterlyotterlyx · 7 months ago

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The Fox and The Fawn

High Lord Eris x Rhys!Sister!Reader x Azriel

Part Two

Summary - As the ways of the world shift, you find yourself torn between those who have always cared for you and the life you feel like you were made to live.

Warnings - some angst, mentions to past trauma, fluff

Part One

The crescent moon scars peered out from the neckline of your nightgown, still raised and angry, threatening to split open in the hope of having their former partners restored.

It wasn't often that they caused you pain, and if they did, you had learnt to live with it, but there was a knot twisting around the muscle there and every movement was causing you to hiss and wince. After you had managed to lift yourself out of bed, you stood braced against one of the posters of the frame, eyes closed and inhaling deeply to halt the contractions pulsing around the area and shooting down your spine.

A gentle knock pulled your attention, the swirling pain striking hard and threatening to send you crumpling to the ground, "What's wrong?" Azriel appeared at your side, no doubt hearing the deep breaths and audible whimpers from the other side of the door.

Azriel's room was across the hall from your own, a silly decision on Rhys' part when you thought about the complicated relationship you shared with the Shadowsinger. It wasn't odd for you to enter your room at any point of the day to find him splayed across your bed or sat by the window, he'd always liked the comfort of your room more than his own.

"There's a knot in my shoulder, I can feel it moving," Azriel nodded in understanding and led you to the bathroom at a pace that was comfortable to you, helping you to sit on the edge of the tub before moving to your medicine cabinet.

Azriel knew where everything was in your room, he knew exactly where you kept the expensive ointments and where you kept the cheaper ones that Cassian would 'borrow' from you unknowing to the fact that you knew full well that he took your things. All you needed to do was mutter what you wanted and his shadows would slither back and tell him, moments later he would return with the item and a warm smile on his lips.

Soon enough Azriel had returned to you, tub in hand and glancing to your clothed back, "Do you mind if I lower it a little?"

Shaking your head, you caught the straps of your gown before they fell too far and exposed your chest to him. Azriel's touch feathered over the scar, and he could clearly see the muscle spasming beneath the skin, you entire body convulsing along with it. It was usually Mor that tended to you in these situations, but you didn't mind Azriel helping at all, you had seen the most gruesome parts of one another. An angry muscle was nothing.

The cream was cold against your skin but you leaned into it and the owner of its appearance, Azriel's fingers worked meticulously, applying pressure in just the right place to bring you untold relief but also a surging amount of pain. Azriel apologised softly as his fingers worked their way into the muscle, rolling small circles into the skin and wincing with you as you hissed in pain.

"I know it hurts. I'm sorry," his shadows had flowed over your shoulders, hugging themselves around your neck and purring softly in your ear.

Azriel always tried his best to be mindful of your loss, going as far as to tuck his large wings behind him as much as possible when you were around despite you telling him that it wasn't an issue. It was obvious how much you missed them from when you looked at his wings, or Cassian's, or Rhys', even Feyre and Nyx weren't safe from your gaze.

A few more minutes went by of Azriel's fingers rubbing into your skin and you weren't in pain anymore, it had floated away in the abyss and you exhaled from your mouth as his hands came to rest atop your shoulders, "Thank you."

"Of course," he glanced about the bathroom, "Do you need me to do anything else?"

"I should be fine, thank you."

The touch of his fingers were still on your bare shoulders and you could feel his gaze trailing down the thick waves of your messy morning hair to the large scars carved into your shoulders. Warmth spread across your skin as his digits lay unmoving on you and you turned your head to the side to capture his gaze, “Is everything alright?”

Pulling him from his trance, Azriel cleared his throat and took a step backward, bumping into the jagged edge of the tub with a dull thump, “Fine. Everything is fine,” it didn’t go unnoticed by you how his shadows had restrained his wings, pinning them behind his back, but before you could tell him to stop, to not hide from you, he had spoke, “I should go. Rhys is sending me on a mission with Nesta.”

You stood, pulling the thin strings of your nightgown back over your shoulders as you faced him, “You and Nesta?” Your voice echoed in the large bathroom, rattling against the windowpanes that were begging to be opened to allow the sweet sonnet of Velaris to reach you, “Why both of you?”

“I can’t say,” he couldn’t say? Or he didn’t know? “I just wanted to come and say goodbye.”

“And to tell me to watch my mouth whilst you’re gone?”

Azriel smirked, “That too,” he wound his arms around your waist and pulled you into him, swaying softly with you in his arms, “I’ll be back soon.”

Cedar was consuming you and you swayed with him, eyes fluttered closed and enjoying the contact of his arms around you, “Be careful,” it was all you could say to make him aware that you cared, he knew that too.

Pulling back from you slightly, he looked down on you, running his thumb along the curve of your jaw, “Always am,” he pressed his lips to your forehead, where your hair met the skin, and paced from the room, his shadows fighting to stay back for one more moment with you.

It was no coincidence that Rhys had decided to send both Azriel and Nesta on a joint mission, the two people closest to you suddenly being ordered away from the Night Court. Away from you. It was unsettling to say the least. Rhys had been keeping a wary eye on you since the morning Eris had left a few days ago, he had noticed how Eris had lingered around you that night at dinner, how the High Lord had unknowingly dressed in the same colours as you, and he didn’t like it one bit.

It felt like punishment, to force you into solitude for aiding Eris at that meeting. It wasn’t like you didn’t enjoy spending time with the rest of your family, or that you didn’t like them, it’s just that Azriel and Nesta understood you in the deepest way possible, from the intricate ticking of your mind, to your wit, to the abuse you had suffered and the darkness that lingered inside of your soul, tainting it with its inky mist.

The entirety of Prythian, whilst they knew of you, wouldn’t be able to pick you out in a crowd if it weren’t for your telltale eyes. It was always something that had bothered you, why exactly were you so hidden, like forbidden fruit born from a poison oak. To look at but never touch, to never be intrigued by, to never interact with unless they wished death upon themselves.

You were the last resort, the one Rhys would call upon if there was no other option. At first you believed it was because he truly wanted to keep you out of harms way, to protect you and the future of the court, but as time ticked away, it became glaringly obvious that protecting you wasn’t the reason for it at all.

Rhys was supposed to be the most powerful High Lord that Prythian had ever seen.

What would people think when they saw you, his lesser than sister unworthy of any true title, possessing power that even he found unfathomable?

Sure, Rhys could mist a portion of an army away with a lift of the finger, but you could decimate entire battlefields without even blinking if you so wished it. It wasn’t information he wanted to be common knowledge, so it wasn’t.

The reflection in the mirror was the perfect rendition of the mask you had worn your entire life, soft, elegant, naive, unknowing, it disguised the raging wildfire that consumed you daily, that begged to be unleashed, to devour the world in your fury and conform anyone who stood against you to ash.

A practiced smile fell onto your lips, your hands were neatly folded atop your form fitting plum purple skirt, and your shoulders dropped with a sigh. In that moment, as you stood before your reflection, dressed in fitted fabric of onyx and purple, did you realise how much better you looked in red.

The library had always been your sanctuary, perhaps that was the reason you and Nesta had become so close. She too sought out the comfort that only the library could provide, maybe it was the smell of worn parchment or the faint aroma of oak from the sturdy shelves, maybe it was how the light trickled through the stained glass windows or the comfort of the deep seated armchairs. Whatever it was, it definitely owned a part of you, of you both.

Nesta had found herself idly glancing at the titles on the shelves, it was the week after she had been Made, and one of the first moments she had left her bedroom since finding herself in Velaris. The eldest Archeron sister knew little of you, so little in fact that she didn’t realise you were Rhys’ sister until you told her.

You’d found Nesta in one of the many hidden pews of books, clutching a particular title between your fingers, she had looked awful back then with her hallowed cheeks and sickly pale skin, and she had commented on your inability to announce yourself, and you had told her that she better watch how she spoke to you in your home. Of course that meant that you would become close friends.

Silence swirled about you, a room that was usually rife with Nesta’s sharp humour and chatter about the books you had swapped with her was nothing but a wistful memory.

The library was off limits to everyone bar you and Nesta who came and went as you pleased, other members of the inner circle had to ask for special permission to enter the sanctuary you had made for yourselves. It was an uninterrupted space, a place of harmony and exploration.

Which is exactly why you scowled when you saw Lucien sat in your usual seat with his legs propped atop the vintage coffee table, sifting through pages of a random book he had removed from its perch without giving it much attention or care.

“Care to explain what you’re doing here, Lucien?”

Lucien glanced up at you then, cocking his head to the side and examining you. His mechanical eye whirred, filling the space, as his gaze narrowed in on you, “You look better in red,” his eyes moved to the space behind you which led to the open hallway with walls adorned with various portraits, namely one of yourself that Rhys had commissioned before the happenings of Amarantha, midnight purple wings and all; Lucien silently beckoned you inside with his stare and you closed the doors behind your entrance with a soft click.

Floating to the nearest open seat, a plush black armchair opposite him which homed a red wine velvet cushion, you waved your fingers and the atmosphere fell dense, “You can speak freely,” a shimmer clung to the air like speckles of glistening starlight, and Lucien knew that if anyone were to enter in search of you that they wouldn’t see anything but an empty room before their eyes.

Glamoured.

Lucien was by no means an unpleasant male to look at, he shared so many aspects with Eris, the elder brother than you could see in Lucien’s fire red hair and russet eyes, in his chiselled cheekbones and golden skin, even in the distant surveying glint in his eye. You didn’t know much about the Vanserra brother that resided in your city, but from what Feyre had told you, Lucien was trustworthy, one of the few males in the land she would always be able to count on.

Reaching into the back pocket of his deep brown briefs, Lucien held a piece of parchment before your narrowed eyes, turning it over in his fingers whilst contemplating whether or not to give it to you. Lucien knew little of you, only fragments of you from what Elain had told him in passing, but he had a feeling that you were much more than what you appeared to be. Such was obvious from the subtle notes he picked up from watching you converse with Eris a few evenings prior.

The parchment was rough under his touch, calloused paper that was singed at the edges. Lucien hadn’t dared to open it when it had appeared under his mug that morning with your name intricately scribed onto the folded surface, instead awaiting for his own note to appear, which it had moments later with strict instructions to make sure the note reached you no matter what.

“This is from Eris,” you sat up straighter in your seat, the once unbothered and passive stare now replaced with one of excited intrigue. He smirked.

Lucien held out the parchment to you, and you were ashamed at how fast you rose from your seat to claim it from your fingers. It smelt of him, of autumn pine and cinnamon, the same scent that had lingered on your skin since the morning he had left.

You sent him a sidelong glare and tried to keep your features as trained and neutral as possible, holding it lax in your fingers like you weren’t itching to flip it open and read away, “You know that Rhys would nail your balls to the wall if he knew you were giving this to me?”

Lucien hummed, grinning at you, “Yes. But something tells me that he’s not going to find out.”

Damn Lucien Vanserra and his keen eye, and damn you for allowing a sliver of your true nature to shine through for him to see.

Deep down you were a young girl in love with the idea of fated mates, of true love and happiness, of bright tomorrows and forevers, and it taken a lot of darkness to try and squash that hope that lingered within your soul. Centuries of believing that your power and name made you unlovable, to be feared only.

“What makes you think that?”

Lucien cocked his head to the side, looking you up and down, confirming to himself that there was no way that you would tell a soul, not even Nesta, “That hope I just saw in those eyes,” he rose from his seat and approached your position, “Perhaps it’s time for you to wake up,” he spoke in a tone that indicated that he knew something that you didn’t, many things actually.

Casting his gaze downward at the beautiful cursive rendition of your name, he spoke, “Write your response and will it back to him, it will dissipate into ash in your fingers and float to him in the wind.”

“Why have you delivered this?”

Lucien shrugged, “So many questions,” his voice trailed off, shoving his hands deep into his pockets he stepped toward the door, “Because y/n,” he turned from you, talking to you over his shoulder, “I think you’re the first person I’ve ever seen Eris be so openly kind to, do you know how hard it is for him to apologise about anything?”

Then he was done, and the moment he stepped out into the hallway the glamour dropped and you shivered at the sensation of it.

The portrait of you stared at him and he stopped before it, drinking in the beauty of the starlit backdrop and your wildfire ringed orbs that cut through the darkness like a beacon of enveloping safety. Lucien glanced back to you, noting how you stood in the room peering down at the parchment, turning it over in your hands and thinking about whether or not it was a good idea to indulge the new High Lord, “Life has its challenges, y/n. It’s up to you to decide if they’re worth the struggle.”

He spoke from knowledge, of his own truth, “Were they worth it to you?”

Lucien smiled fondly, no doubt casting his mind to his beautiful mate that breathed life back into his weathering essence, “Very much so.”

It had taken a lot of back and forth mental arguments to bring yourself to open Eris’ note. There was a delicious foreboding about it all that made it all the more tempting, Rhys would lose the reigns of his consciousness and submit himself to his own darkness if he knew.

But Lucien was right, there was no way that you were going to tell him.

With your heartbeat thundering in your chest, you slipped your thumb between the fold and flipped the note open.

Eris’ writing wasn’t as you thought it would be, you were expecting messy handwriting with little personable tone to the words, but how wrong you were, how wrong you were when you could hear that sultry whisky deep voice linger in every neatly curved word you read.

I apologise for putting you in the position of keeping something from your family, but I had to speak to you, and this is the only way I can.

Allowing your gaze to linger on the words, the paper rustled in the breeze from the open window, like Eris had sent the element to give you a little nudge. Reaching for a pen, you scribed your reply, watching the paper engulf in contained flame and the ash dance away in the wind, just as Lucien had said.

It’s not just yourself that you’re putting in danger. Poor Lucien for becoming entangled in another scandal.

A moment passed, and another piece of parchment appeared in your lap doused in his scent.

Any danger is worth even a mere second of your time.

Even if it means pissing off the most powerful High Lord in Prythian’s history?

Even then. But we both know that Rhysand isn’t the most powerful, don’t we Fawn?

Butterflies pulsed in your stomach at the name, you were by no means a fawn, but the sincere softness of it made your heart clench.

If you’re alluding to yourself then I’m afraid you’re severely mistaken, High Lord.

The paper vanished, reappearing again moments later and you could have sworn you could see Eris tucked away in the office of Fir Manor, dressed in an unbuttoned shirt and forest green briefs, hair tousled and smirking into the air with a quill resting between his digits.

This is perhaps the one and only time where I will happily be mistaken… and please, it’s Eris.

Do I not threaten you?

Should you?

You thought about it, there wasn’t a bone in your body that wished to be feared or appear as threatening, it was the role you had grown into, the one you had always played with little say in it, and it was like he knew that.

No, I shouldn’t.

The paper vanished and you waited a stretch for it to return, confiding yourself to staring at the starlit skies beyond the window and wonder where exactly Nesta and Azriel had been sent off to.

Where would Rhys have sent them? And why couldn’t Azriel tell you about it? Did he even know himself what the aim of his mission was? Did Nesta? Why had he chosen the two people closest to you and knowingly left you without someone to lean on?

I see the mask you wear. I see what it’s done to you. You’ve worn it for so long that you feel lost within it, as though the mask has consumed your light. I want to tell you to let the fire burn, to be yourself is the greatest gift you could ever give.

Who knew that the fox could speak with sentiment?

And, like you could hear the earthy chuckle through the inked words, you could practically hear him say,

There are many things that you don’t know about me, Little Fawn. Perhaps one day I’ll let you close enough to find out.

The ghost of his voice lingered around you, like faint whispers of a lover at sunrise.

No, you wouldn’t tell Rhys, or anyone for that matter about the oh so wrong pit burying itself into your gut, or about your nerves prickling with flaming desire.

Blood and loyalty be damned.

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fandomnerd9602 · 4 months ago

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Little Things

Bambi!Wanda x Reader

It had been only a couple weeks since your doe-human hybrid mate, Wanda Maximoff, had lost her antlers. Slowly they were starting to regrow, just mere bumps on her head that blended into her hair at this point. But she was taking full advantage of it.

Wanda was looking for any and all opportunities for you to run your fingers through her hair. She find any chance to weasel her way into your lap and to kiss your lips.

“Wanda” you groaned once or twice, “I got paperwork”

“It can wait. Natasha doesn’t touch your paperwork until Fridays”

Being around you really brought out Wanda’s confidence and personality. You loved it about her.

One day she approached you, her fingers trying their best to massage the bumps where her antlers used to be.

“Detka” she whined. “They hurt.”

“Oh my doe” you got up and began massaging them. Even with your touch being a soothing balm for her, the pain was just too overwhelming.

“I don’t know what to do” she began to tear up.

“I got an idea” you responded as you ran to your self care kit and pulled out a little tub of muscle relaxant cream. “Sit please”

Wanda obeyed you and took a seat on your office couch. You and her spent many days cuddled on that couch during countless lunch hours. And now here she was, just hoping for some relief from her pain.

You took a comb and gently brushed aside her hair to expose the growing antler bumps with one hand. With the other, you began massaging a bit of the cream around the base of the antlers.

“Oh” she said with a gentle moan, “that feels heavenly”

“Just relax, my doe” you whispered as you continued massaging the bumps. You could hear the little hums and moans that escaped her lips, they were like a symphony to your ears.

Your eyes wandered down to her legs, you figured you might as well give them a little love too. You took a bit more of the cream and began rubbing it up and down her legs, gently massaging them.

“Detka!” She gasped, a little happy giggle escaping your mate. “I-i don’t deserve you!”

“You deserve every good thing, Wanda” you whispered.

“T-thank you” you could feel as she relaxed into the cushions of the couch. You do anything to help make the rest of her life as comfortable and full of love as possible.

You try to get up to go back to work. But you feel your gentle doe grab your hand.

“You deserve some love too,” she giggles as she pulls you down to the couch and straight into her arms. She kisses you softly and nuzzles you. Her nimble fingers glide up and down various places on your body as she kisses you over and over.

It’s the little things, the little moments you share with the one you love that make a relationship last. You’re just glad you get to spend it with your graceful and loving doe.

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chatterbox-73 · 2 months ago

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Simptember 2024.

Day 15 - Overworked.

Uramichi Omota x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story for simptember, I’ll be writing more characters x reader one shots for simptember and if you want to see a character please let me know...

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

Summary: after a long shot you offered to help relieve some of your co-workers tensions and stress.

Word count: 1.7k

CW: NSFW and adult content, oral (f!giving) swallowing cum, fingering/Masturbation, implied sex, massage, slight dirty talk, drinking, semi-public sex (at work).

Working on together with mama was a tiresome task, constantly singing and dancing, play with young children and the overly long working days, and how could you forget the lack of ‘PTO’.

You had a particularly difficult shoot today, well that wasn’t entirely true, today you had a regular shot until the director decided to throw a few fancy tricks in the last performance of the show, you were told to sit on your co-worker’s shoulders for the last portion of the show, which wasn’t what was difficult, the task was made difficult by the amount of retakes had to be done because of the mistake made, you felt so bad for Uramichi as he stood there with a very forced smile, even after everything was done and you were helped off his shoulders by Kumatani and Usahara, you couldn’t stop apologising and asking it he was hurt, to which he replied he was fine and you had nothing to be sorry about.

Even now you felt horrible, you were certain Uramichi would be in a lot of pain and probably would have anyone to help him with in, you knocked on his dressing room door, “come in” you heard him grumble from the other side on the door, walking into his room you offered him a slight smile, “hey Omota-san, I just wanted to check in on you” you closed his door behind you and walked over to the table he was sitting at, Uramichi sighed and sat back in his chair “I’m fine and you’ve been told before, stop being so formal…” he gestured for you to sit, you nodded before sitting across from him, “I’m sorry, I just thought it’s best if I show my seniors respect” you sighed and placed your hands on his table, “yeah well don’t let Usahara hear that, he’ll take full advantage of it” he gave a cynical chuckle and you nodded, “is it really that’s bad…? I just don’t want to be rude, I worry what people think about you” you pressed your cheek onto his table and he clicked his tongue, “is that way you’re worried about me, because you’ll think I’ll bitch about your weight or something?” Uramichi sighed, you shot up onto your feet and slammed your hands on his table, “no! That’s not true, I don’t think you’re like that…” you shouted before you recoiled slightly “well I hope you’re not like that… I just feel responsible from any pain you might have, I should have said something” you slumped back down into your seat and looked up at the ceiling.

“Sure I could sit here and yell at you about how it’s your fault, but what good would it do…” Uramichi sighed and you looked back at him, “to be honest with you, my shoulders hurt…” he rubbed a hand over his shoulder and you felt a ping of guilt stabbed you, “can I help you feel better? Maybe I could massage it with some muscle cream” you sat up straight and Uramichi raised his hand ready to refuse but you insisted and stood before walking around the table and standing next to him, “please let me help you, I’d feel awful if you had to go home in pain” you spoke rather quickly and he nodded with a sigh before directing you to the muscle relief cream on his vanity, and the two heat patches that sat underneath it, you grabbed everything and walked back to him, “is the pain only on your shoulders or is it also on your back too?” You asked and placed everything on the table, Uramichi stood and removed his shirt before slumping back into his sit, “my back also hurts but don’t worry about, it’s unrelated to today incident” he said and you moved closer to him trying to avoid staring at his bare torso, “oh okay, I’ll just massage your shoulders then” you breathed and picked up the cream and placed a coin sized amount on your palm before rubbing it into your hand, you moved your hands onto his shoulder and began massaging his shoulder muscles, you worked your palm over his shoulder and rubbed your fingers over his skin, for a while you were worried you were just making it worse and he was too nice to tell you, but once you heard him sigh in, you felt a sense of relief fill you and something else, you’d never heard a man sigh in such a way and you craved more.

The idea of bringing such satisfaction to someone made you flush red, “are you sure you don’t want me to massage your back? I wouldn’t mind” you spoke and Uramichi looked back at you, he looked as though he was debating with himself for a moment before speaking, “if I thought so lowly of you, I’d assume you like touching bare men” he smiled and your face went redder then it already was, it that was possible, he then stood and reached for his shirt, “I wanted to help you… but I do enjoy it…” you said softly and if the room wasn’t already stuck in a suffocating silence because of the tension building, Uramichi probably wouldn’t have heard you, “you enjoyed touching me?” He asked and you swore you could have fainted, “I- I- I… it’s not like that, I just enjoyed making you feel better…” you stumbled over you sentence and now it was Uramichi turn for his face to go red, he thought for a moment before sitting back in his chair, he tossed his shirt back on the table and gestured for you to step in front of him.

Now standing in front of Uramichi, you looked down at him and felt as he grabbed your hands, “you like it… making me feel good, I have a way to really help me relax” he hummed and pulled you down to kneel, you looked up at him and quickly realised what he was asking you, “you want me to suck it… right?” You looked at the slight bulge forming in his pants, he nodded and you moved your hands up to his zipper, “you’re so forward, I didn’t expect that” he chuckled and you slowly unzipped his pants the opened them before pulling his underwear down and freeing his member, “you have practice with this, do you?” Uramichi smiled watching your face redden even further, you looked away and felt his hand brush over your hair, “I’m only teasing, you’re cute when you’re flustered” he said and watched as you gently began to pump him in your hand, you made slow movements that you were sure frustrated him.

Uramichi groaned and grabbed your free hand bringing it to his shaft, “use both hands… I need more” he sighed and you smiled picking up your pace before stopping completely as soon as he got worked up, you felt his fingers grip the side of his face, you moved closer to him and pressed a kiss to his tip, you felt his finger clenched into a fist before he brought them up you his face, you gently wrapped your lips around his tip and slowly began to take him deeper, Uramichi groaned and you hummed around his cock, you began moving quicker, you held the base of his cock in one hand and the other cupped his sack, all while your mouth worked him, you moved your head up and down in swift motions hollowing your cheeks and massaging your tongue on the underside of his shaft.

Uramichi pressed a hand over his mouth and moaned into it, he watched as you took him so willingly into your mouth and he wondered how you’d feel taking him in other places, how much of him would you expect in one evening, were you just being nice or did you want it, all questions he was too afraid to ask, however as he watched you he had those questions answered as he watched your hand slip between your legs and your fingers beginning to work on you, he groaned and pressed his hand to the back of your head, as he began thrusting his hips upwards into your mouth, you gagging and grabbing his knee with your free hand, you moved your head fast and began moaned louder as you could feel your release approaching quickly as, you gripped knees tightly and Uramichi groaned, his hips gave one final thrust upwards and the feeling of hot cum filling your mouth caused you to pull back and swallow, in a panic Uramichi tucked himself back into his pants and reached for a handful of tissues before pressed them to your lips “I’m so sorry, I was getting so carried away… spit it into here” he said moving off the chair and kneeling in front of you.

You opened your mouth and he looked at you in shock, “it’s okay, I liked it… I had so much fun, thank you Uramichi-san” you smiled and he stood before reaching a hand for you, you took it and he helped you up, “I’m glad to hear, I’m still very sorry for my recklessness…” he spoke grabbing your hips and pressing you against his table “let me make it up to you for that” he hummed and moved to lift your skirt however just as his fingers brushed against the hem of your fabric he door swung open and the two of you pulled apart so quickly, “hey Uramichi-kun, we’re going for drinks, also we can’t seem to find y/n-chan” you saw Usahara chuckle as he walked into the room with Kumatani and Iketeru following after him, “oh hey there you are, we’ve been looking all over for you” he smiled and looked at Uramichi, “why is your shirt off… you shouldn’t undress in front of a woman” he continued and before Uramichi could explode at him and throw the bottle of massage cream at him, you spoke up “I was helping him with his shoulders, because I felt badly but we should go to give Uramichi-san his privacy while he dresses” you began pushing all the men out of the room closed the behind you.

You spoke to Usahara about going for drinks and excepted, later that evening after drinks Uramichi offered to walk you home, to which you agreed and after a short stop to the convenient store, he walked you home and excepted your invitation inside and Uramichi was even kind enough to offered to walk you to work the next morning, which you happily agreed to.

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moomoog017 · 11 months ago

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fic ᯓᡣ𐭩 just a skim ꔛ✿

Commander Wolffe x Medic! GN Reader

Synopsis: After a risky mission, Jedi Master Plo Koon decides to hire a full time medic aboard his ship.

Genre: tiny angst with fluff n’ spice

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: Small description of burn injury, protruding veins (if you like that stuff), character in pain

A/N: 1st Wolffe writing!! This was fun to write, I did my best but what do you think? Writing under the cut!

“I’d like to introduce you to our new medic, they will be staying with us until further notice.” General Plo Koon states, sticking a hand out ushering you from the darkness. You cower behind the Jedi, smiling gently giving a small wave to the crew. “Glad to be working with you guys.” Is all you manage as all the clones eyes on you makes you shrink. Some clones smile or wave back but one gets your attention. He stands apart from everyone else, up front and arms crossed. Your eyes meet his gaze, you quickly take notice of his cybernetic right eye. Your eyes fall from his as your face begins to flush pink. Plo Koon places a gentle hand on your shoulder, making you stand up straight. This is going to be awkward. This will be your first time living with a lot of people in such a closed area, but you were going to make it work.

About 2 months later…

“Ah Kriff!” Wolffe curses, rushing to you, hand resting just under his rib cage on his side. Your eyes widen as you hurry to remove things from your stretcher. He slams down sitting upright onto it. “What happened?” You shuffle to get your medical supplies, placing it down next to Wolffe. “Damn clanker! Got me just in time.” Wolffe’s gruff voice echoed through the room. “Where’s everyone else?” You fumble your gauze as you speak. “Safe, only I got hit.” He gritted through his teeth. “I need to remove your chest armor and blacks.” You stutter. Wolffe nods, helping you remove it, along with shimming out of the top half on his blacks. He takes a sharp inhales through his teeth as you peel the fabric closer to his wound. A hole present from the droid's shot. You pull them down, relieving the wound in full. Scanning Wolffe's wound, a sigh of relief washes over you. “It’s only a graze, just some burn care and disinfecting.” He scowls. “Still hurts like hell.” A small smile grazes your face, relieved he still has his usual attitude.

You turn away to grab the disinfecting liquid from a nearby cabinet. You drip some of the liquid onto a gauze pad and move your hand to his wound. You gently dab the gauze onto his burn. He grunts, squeezing the edges of the stretcher. You notice the veins on his arm protruding, and his muscles tense as he grasps at the metal. The blood rushes to your cheeks as your face gets hot. Your eyes quickly return to his wound. Removing the gauze, you get up once more to grab the burn cream. Taking a small metal scoop, you coat the burn with the cream. The commander looks down at you taking a heavy inhale. The burning and slightly cold sensation of the scoop and cream makes him cringe. “Does that feel better?” You ask hesitantly. “I guess, not the first time I’ve been shot.” His face flat as he looks to his burn.

“Any more concerns doc?” You open your mouth as if to speak but quickly you close it. “What?” Wolffe responds. The question burning through you, ever since you saw him. “Your eye, what happened to it?” He looks down. “Ventress.” He scowls at the name. A small “o” appears on your face. “I’m sorry.” Is all you can manage. You walk closer sitting beside Wolffe on the stretcher. You slowly lift your hand to his chiseled face. He cautiously watches you but doesn’t stop you. Your hands meet his skin, you take your finger tracing his scar. Wolffe watches as you gently trace over his face. A small grin emerges from his mouth. After tracing his scar, you move your hand to his cheek, feeling his cheekbones and rubbing your thumb over it. Wolffe softly takes your hand and places it on his thigh. “It’s ok, it’s been a while.”

You smile admiring him. You’ve never been this close to your commander. You can’t help but take in the image of him. You’ve never seen his bare body before, his chest toned and coated with a shine of sweat. His tan skin enhances his features so handsomely. You feel your face turn extra warm as you shift your eyes to his. Wolffe smirks as he takes notice of you admiring his form, a glare in his fake eye. “Like what you’re seein’?” He speaks, his voice smooth and flirtatiously. “Ah yeahh.” Is all you can manage, words stuck in your throat. Trying to shake the image from your thoughts. “You’re getting really red in the face (y/n).” Wolffe’s voice was low, he was just teasing you now. His smirk plastered proudly upon his face. “So what?” You defensively say, crossing your arms. “Admit it, mesh’la.” The word rolls off his tongue, lingering in the air. The word sends a shiver down your spine, you know what it means. “You’re starting something.” Your eyebrow raises. “Your eyes say it all.” Wolffe stands up from the stretcher, a small wince escaping his lips.

His figure towers over you, your heartbeat speeds up and your breaths become short and hot. Wolffe leans over you, locking you in his arms, hands pressed firmly on the stretcher just barely touching your thighs. You bite your lip in anticipation, your thighs pressed firmly against each other. “Commander…” Embarrassed, you look away. “Look at me mesh’la.” Wolffe says soft but his words are firm. Your eyes slowly meet his, your cheeks warm. The commander brings his face closer to yours lips, almost touching. “I’ve always liked you (y/n).” His eyes burn into yours, he glances to your lips. You had no words, the feeling overwhelming you. “So sweet, a little shy, a little feisty.” Wolffe’s hot breath sweeps across your already burning face. He leans in a little closer and your lips meet. Your eyes close and his rough lips meet your soft ones. Your heart is sent a flutter and all you can hear is your own heartbeat. The feeling so warm and exciting, the feeling of his lips leaves yours as he pulls away after a moment. A small frown tugs at the corner of your lips.

The commander's arms are still holding you still on the stretcher. The sound of the door opening has Wolffe quick on his feet releasing you as he stands up straight, clearing his throat. In return you stand up scrambling to gather your medical supplies. “How is the commander (y/n)?” Plo Koon's voice is deep and sweet. “All good sir!” Wolffe is quick to respond. His response is followed by your nod. “It's just a skim.” Plo nods, satisfied with your answer. “Commander, you're needed in the cockpit.” The Jedi speaks flatly. Wolffe nods quickly whispering in your ear. “We’ll finish this later mesh’la.” His breath skims your ear making you jump a little. You nod your head but Wolffe is already leaving. Plo Koon’s eyebrow raises slightly. You send Plo an awkward lopsided grin. Plo nods his head, removing himself from the room. A small smile forces its way upon the Jedi’s face, as he leaves.

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pink-valkyrie-writes · 2 years ago

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Hi kore! I wanted to see what you could come up with for this request! I have been thinking about this for a while! How would Mercy, Kiriko, and Moira react to finding out that their s/o has been hiding getting hurt during missions?

Doesn’t want to tell them because being healer can be exhausting and doesn’t want to add onto the work? How they find out can be up to you! Feel free to ignore.

-Nex

omg thank you for the request! Healers are always running around doing the best job they can. I love every support main <3 we are the strongest ever LMAO.

How Mercy, Kiriko, and Moira react to their s/o hiding their injuries from them

Mercy

-Angela could read you like a book, no matter the situation

-After much prodding and asking you to tell her what's wrong, you finally crack

-She would think your joking, the both of you got home hours ago. She would've noticed your injury by now

-You proceeded to show her how much pain you were in and how you can't really move your right arm, stating it was out of it socket or something was torn out of place

-Angela was quick to put to your rescue, frantically grabbing supplies she keeps in your shared medical cabinet while quietly rambling to herself about what you need

-She sat you on the toilet in your shared bathroom, checking to see what the problems really is. She found out it was simply popped out of place. Angela told you take a deep breath as she popped it right back in place

-You hissed out in slight pain but you can move it again! Angela applied some muscle relaxer cream around your shoulder area

-When you went to thank her, she had a disappointed look on her face with her arms crossed over her chest, "Liebling, why the hell wouldn't you tell me you were hurt?"

-Oh no...she brought out the 'disappointed mom voice'. You sighed as you explained that she is always healing your fellow teammates and you didn't want to add to her stress. You thought you could wait it out and try to the problem you had, also you mentioned since there was no blood, she wouldn't know

-The more you explained, the more shock showed on her face. By the end she was shaking her head and she bent down, holding your hands, "Y/n, you are my main priority, not matter what. You should never be afraid of telling that you're hurt.." She placed a hand on your cheek, "You are my everything, I never want you to hide your injuries from me again. Even if I am busy, I will always make time for you."

Kiriko

-Your girlfriend always has an eye on you. No matter how many people crowd her and swarm her, she is constantly watching you

-You, Kiriko and her gang of vigilantes came back to the shared hide out. They call cheered as they came back from a successful mission, and because you this is your first victory with them!

-Though all seems well, Kiriko senses something with you is off. She sees that your smiling but you keep shifting yourself on time side and sees a slight limp when you walk

-“Excuse me guys, babe, can I talk to you alone?” she asked, grabbing your hand gently and pulling you away from the group. With this, she also feels how you try to walk normally but you grip her hand everytime you walk

-“What’s going on? You’re limping like a hurt deer, did something happen when we were out?” she asked. You nodded and explained how you did have time to tell her you sprained your ankle since you were all just trying to get back to base

-She propped your hurt leg on top her lap and placed one of her healing ofuda on your ankle. You immediately feel relief and smile at her

-She sighs, “Babe, if you were hurting you should’ve told me right away. I know we were in a rush but I also can’t have my baby hurt, alright?” she stated, leaning in to give you a kiss <3

Moira

-There is no hiding from this woman. She already knows before you could even hide it

-Moira is a observant and looks at everything and everyone with a close eye. But since you are her partner, she looks at you with a magnifying glass.

-Talon had come back from a successful mission. Everyone was excited and relived to get home and recuperate from this mission

-You clutched your side, something hurt and breathing was harder but you couldn’t tell what it was. You figured since Moira was busy you could wait it out

-Until Moira snuck behind you, “Dear, you’re hurt…” She said as you jumped to turn around and face her. She sighed as she brought you back to her lab for privacy

-“Sit on my desk, we’ll figure this out..” She mumbled as you say down. She listen to your heart beat and breathing, have you lift up your uniform to expose your torso. As much as you wanted to blush, you know she was serious and not trying to be intimate

-“Hmm…It seems one of your ribs are out of place, let me help you,” she whispered to you, positioning your body so the rib will be able to snap back in place

- She tried to quick as possible so your pain isn’t there but you still cried out in pain. She shushed you as she sprayed her you with her healing stream from her hand

-You sighed in relief, “We’re too going to tell you you were hurting?…or try to wait it out,” she asked, looking deep into your eyes. This was a tactic of hers to makes sure she is getting the truth

-“I wanted to wait till you were done, you had so many people to go through-“ she cut you off, “I could care less about them. You are my number one priority, if you came to me you would’ve been the first to be healed.” She held you hand and raised it up to kiss your knuckles, “You’re strong, but not that strong to ignore pain that bad…Please, don’t be afraid like the others…Come to me”

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Thank you for reading!

Likes, comments, and reblogs are always appreciated! <3 :)

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anabdaniels · 2 months ago

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Cowboytober Day 6: Fingering

Paring: Agent Whiskey x Female reader

Word counting: 1.1k

Rating: 18+

Warnings: A good amount of fluff before and after the smut

A/N: Can be read as a standalone on part 2 of Cowboytober Day 4.

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The past few days have been a free sample of hell. The bothering that started as a little discomfort had become a constant sting, lingering for three days in a row. You were used to pushing through discomfort, always feeling horrible about the possibility of being a burden Jack, but this time you didn’t have many other options, since you were pretty much looking like a duck when you were walking.

That morning, you woke up feeling less miserable, since your back pain seemed to be giving you a truce, but yet you were still quite far from being fine. As you shifted under the covers, trying to find a comfier position, Jack noticed you still weren’t completely fine.

"Still hurtin', darlin'?" he asked softly, resting his elbow on the mattress to hold his head up.

“A bit.” You admitted with the sketch of a pout, surely wanting a little pampering from him.

“My poor little bee.” Jack smiled emphatically and caressed your arm “We’re gonna solve this. Roll onto your stomach."

You pondered momentarily, trying to figure out which way would cause you less discomfort to move. Once you were onto your stomach, Jack settled a couple of pillows under your hips to give your back some elevation. The movement hurt at first, but once you were settled, the pain in your lower back seemed to ease a bit.

Jack grabbed the pain relief ointment that had been living in your nightstand and unscrewed its cap, putting some of it on his palm and rubbing it between his hands to warm it before he started massaging your lower back with it. His touch was almost rough, but somehow it relieved the pain, he surely knew how to manage the pressure without causing you more discomfort.

You closed your eyes, enjoying his touch and the relief it was bringing to you while working out the knots in your muscles with perfect precision. His hands moved in slow motions, spreading the cream over your lower back.

After several minutes, you were visibly more relaxed as the pain in your back was practically gone and you got the bonus of feeling Jack’s comforting touch on the process.

“How’s that feel?” he asked, his voice still gentle, as if he were afraid to disturb your peaceful state.

“Way better. Thanks, Jack.” You let out a soft sigh, feeling the muscles of your back way more relaxed. Jack smiled at the sight of you seeming so better and laid next to you, kissing your forehead and landing one hand to keep caressing your back, making you sigh and half roll your eyes. “You didn’t need to get 10 times hotter while being helpful, Daniels.”

“Is that a complaint?” Jack questioned jokingly and raised one eyebrow.

“Well, it is when I can’t make you solve what you caused me.” You had a playful smile, but it was true.

“But this is where you’re wrong, honey.” He smirked cynically, landing one hand on your belly and softly rubbing your skin. You didn’t need more than a second to understand what he meant and promptly gave in, making yourself comfortable and letting him go ahead.

Jack got the message and moved further, softly nuzzling his face on the crook of your neck as his fingers got inside your panties, the slight rub of his palm against your pubic mound being sufficient to make you sigh deeply and contort a bit, being promptly stopped by Jack’s arm around your waist.

“Hold up, sugar. We don’t want to mess even more with your back.” He kissed your neck softly and his fingers kept going, sneaking through your warm folds, caressing them with no rush. You just engaged in the moment, tucking your face against Jack’s chest and moaning quietly, delivering all the management of the thing literally on his hands, after all your back still wasn’t at its best moment.

Jack surely appreciated the scene of you cozy and tucked against him, making a few quiet noises as he took his time to tease you while making sure to wrap his arm tight around your lower back every time you were about to contort too harshly. Reading the subtle message as your hips started to lean more and more towards his hand, Jack attended to your need and let two of his fingers softly circle your entrance as his thumb rubbed your clit, once more making him hold your lower torso tight to keep your non-stopping moving under control.

You gasped once two of his fingers slid inside you, as always making you wonder for a moment how he managed so easily to have his fingers doing different things at the same time with such mastery. After being married to each other for so long, you and Jack could get into an agreement on some things without having to speak, which was the case on that morning: you needed a quick and effective relief to your tension and Jack was precisely using the tactics he knew would provide you exactly with that.

Jack chose an efficient way to please you and your mind did the rest of the work, making you more turned on as you thought about how he had taken care of you for the last three days and how selfless he was in being fine with that small one-sided moment, since he knew you definitely weren’t in physical conditions to engage on anything more intense and nor did him expected any “payback” for that.

Pushed forward by your thoughts and well-caressed by Jack’s skilled fingers, you tensed up and tightened his hand between your legs, whimpering loudly as you reached your apex, not bothering to move out of your comfy position. Jack waited for you to relax to pull his hand back from your panties, wrapping his other arm around you and kissing the top of your head.

“Do you have anything important to do today?” you asked with your face smashed against his chest, your voice coming out muffled.

“Not actually.” Jack said with a chuckle while rubbing your back; it wasn’t true, he actually had some things to do around the ranch, but he already imagined what you intended with that question and didn’t have the heart to say no.

“You can stay with me then?” your voice sounded a bit pleading, after all, you were having a row of horrible days and just needed a bit of comfort, the kind of comfort you could only find in Jack’s arms.

“Of course, honey.” By his tone, you could say that Jack was smiling while answering that and he nestled you better in his arms.

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heyy can i request nijiro hc of fem jpop idol reader? it's fine if you don't want too btw !!

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→ fem!reader

• will keep the relationship with you a secret and will only reveal it to the public after a year or two. • prior to revealing the relationship to the public, dates are mostly going over each other's apartment, going out with a group of friends and reserving a table at one of the private rooms of celebrity owned restaurant or bar. • home dates are just basically cooking dinner together, ordering take out, watching dramas or variety show programs, doing each other's skincare or just drinking coffee / hot chocolate while admiring the stars in the night sky. • but after going public, dates have finally become more free - shopping together, setting up a picnic near the river, going out for coffee in between busy schedules and such. • nijiro comes to your group's comeback concert / comeback showcase as an audience among the crowd. your fans / fandom will immediately recognize him, secretly taking pictures of him in his seat before gushing on social media how he's watching your event. • does he come empty handed? nope! after the concert / showcase, he'll enter the backstage with bouquets of flowers and a cake with a congratulatory message written with icing. • nijiro knows that some may be happy of him entering a relationship, he also knows that some wouldn't be happy with the idea of it. so he clearly explains to his fans that he draws the line between fans cheering for them and fans prying on their private lives. • always assures you that you are worth it despite the hate comments you receive online. his heart pains when he sees you cry over something that is beyond his control. nijiro can only do so much. • eventually leads him to asking his company to take legal action with the malicious comments attacking you online. he isn't doing this for himself, he's doing this for you. • if he can't attend to one of your schedules because of conflicting schedules, he'll send a food delivery to the studio you are in. so that not only you but your group members and crew are enjoying as well. • takes candid pictures of you - under your chin, you sleeping with your mouth slightly open, you frowning - and he makes memes out of those. • says he's helping your fans by giving them new memes to use! • if you're on tour and going a thousand miles away from him, facetime dates is gonna arise! even if you two aren't talking and are just watching what the other does, it's alright for him. • doesn't even mind if you've fallen asleep on him. he knows how much effort you put into rehearsals and he wishes you nothing but the best. • after returning home from the tour overseas, he dotes on you - tubs of ice cream, a bottle of wine and pain relief muscle patches. • when you do instagram lives with your group's official account, you can best believe that nijiro will be streaming, repeatedly tapping on the heart icon while sometimes spamming comments how pretty you look even though you're on your sweats and strands of hair are out of place. • being with you is like his getaway from his busy and fast paced life. • he lets himself be himself with you. he's not chishiya of alice in borderland or takahashi in hanalei bay or jintan in anohana, he's just nijiro, your nijiro. • each other's support system! • he's all smiles when your name is brought up in magazine interviews or when the hosts in the variety show program mention it. • a simp for you. case closed.

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