#bet he would love giving tummy kisses too

[onlinedolly]

cw: drug use, misogynistic undertones (brief mention of gender roles), degradation, p in v, p in mouth, dubcon (if u squint maybe?), mentions of piss, mean awful leon, i think that’s it? lmk if i miss any ok thank u

an: for my angel 🕊️ annonie who rq more corrupt cop leon!!!! i don’t put tws in tags so please read the list above carefully. if any of those things are too much for you please feel free to bypass this okay thanks so much. also i did not proof read this cuz im terrible sorry ):

corrupt cop!leon is a mean man. a star in the raccoon city PD, an officer who’d spent years building up nothing but a positive reputation, but behind closed doors he was anything but kind. you were his pretty little girlfriend, over a decade his junior and a former rookie at the same place he worked.

corrupt cop!leon who drank the minute he got home until he went to bed, expecting dinner and clean home when he arrived. so pleased to see his pretty little doll and dressed up for him over a hot stove. he got too drunk, like usual, and that’s when he’d become violent and crude.

“why don’t you come over here, little one?”

corrupt cop!leon would say, patting his legs with an almost empty whiskey glass to his side. and like the pretty, sweet thing you are, there you’d go prancing over to place yourself on his lap. smothering him with kisses, asking about his day, complimenting him on what a good cop he was (not that he needed the ego boost). and he’d sigh, tap your pretty cheek to get you to open your mouth big and wide before slipping whatever pills he’d stolen from the evidence locker a few hours prior. it really wasn’t as bad as it seemed, leon would think to himself, he was just helping, right. the pills made you happy, pliable, sweet and made that little brain of yours dumb.

and oh boy, did corrupt cop!leon love when you were hazy and high and oh so fucking stupid.

“ain’t got a thought up there, do ya?”

corrupt cop!leon who’d roughly knock on your head as if someone would answer. and you just smile all bright at him, like you do so often, and tell him the only thing up there is thoughts of him. you were perfect, a small, sweet thing who let him do whatever he wanted to you. and he ate it up.

corrupt cop!leon who was drunker now, meaner, and after supper is when he’d start to push you around. climbing onto his lap to only be shoved into the cold hardwood as he mumbled how ‘fucking hot he was’. pressing down on your tummy with a full bladder until you pissed yourself, getting so angry at you for using the restroom on the living room floor. and still, you looked at him with hearts and stars in your eyes.

corrupt cop!leon who had you so trained all he had to do was pull his cock out and there you were, on your knees in a second.

“dirty thing, this is all your good for, hm? taking cock and fuckin annoyin me’”

corrupt cop!leon would slur out drunkenly, as you kitten lick the top of his cock. leon would let you tease him for only a few moments before he’d grab the back of your head, hand in your hair, pushing you roughly down the length of his cock. you sputter and cough in a feeble failed attempt to tell him to pull back, but it’s to avail (it’s usually not).

“bet you like that, don’t cha? choking around an older guys cock, whore.”

corrupt cop!leon’s cock which is so big you’re terrified it’ll break your jaw, and especially at the rough and fast pace he’s fucking himself. you can’t breathe and tears spring to the corners of your eyes as you desperately try to gasp for air. but leon’s never been one to give up, no. your tongue is swirling around his cock and your hands are cupped around his balls like you’ve been trained to do, despite the lack of air.

“ain’t you something? fucking perfect.”

corrupt cop!leon would growl out between moans. and right before he cums does he let you breathe, pulling you roughly off of him by your hair. you gasp for air, big gulps that can’t seem to come soon enough as you wipe the tears and snot away from your face. before leon even has to instruct you you’re sinking down on his cock, no panties under that pretty little dress he picked out for you this morning.

corrupt cop!leon who thinks you’re going just too fucking slow. so he takes matters into his own hands, grabbing your hips roughly and slamming you down on his cock and you cry out. leon loved to hear your pained little whimpers, especially when they were still paired with that oh so loving, hazy look you give him.

“next time speed up and i won’t have to hurt ya, so bad y’know? stupid little baby, need me to do fucking everything.”

“s-sorry, sir,” you sputter out, “need you to everything your rig-“ a scream rips through your body as he lifts you up and slams you back down on his cock, you lean forward gripping the back of the couch for some kind of support as he begins a brutal pace, pistoning himself inside your tight cunt.

“fuckers at the force think i’m so good, don’t they baby? it’s cuz im the best, ain’t i? go on say it, your old mans the best cop there ever was, hm?”

you want to speak, relay compliments on him like you’ve done a thousand times before. but you’re just so full and so so overwhelmed. you’re sobbing from the needy feeling as leon fucks into you, enough to give you a tinge of pleasure but never enough to hit that soft spongy spot inside of you.

and leon wasn’t an idiot, he was actually very smart thank-you-very-fucking-much, he knew exactly what he was doing. knew your body enough to fuck you until you’re begging for him to hit right where you need him too.

corrupt cop!leon is a mean fucking man, who loves fucking you like one.

“can’t answer me? what? am i a terrible cop? a bad guy? is that what you think of me?” he eggs on, venom laced in his words.

“n-no!” you cry, his grip on your hips so tight it makes you gasp, “leon’s a good man, good cop, good — ah — everything.”

leon’s fucking you brutally at this point, the exact words he needs to hear from his baby has him reeling, and finally he slams you down against his thighs, his cock hitting you so deep it’s borderline pain as he finally grazes that spongy little spot with his tip. it sends you over the moon, leaning back to rest your hands on his thighs as your hips involuntarily roll against him, hitting your g spot over and over again until your eyes are rolling in the back of your head.

“god what a slut you are, fucking yourself on my cock, now who told your pretty self you could do that?”

it’s like whiplash the way he picks your smaller frame up, spinning you both around and slamming you into the couch. your legs are spread in the air and he’s fucking you so roughly the couch rocks against the wall.

and corrupt cop!leon is a mean man, but he’s not cruel, so he takes one of his hands and rubs fast circles on your clit until your spasming around him, your orgasm crashing over you like a large tidal wave.

and he’s close too, he can feel it, so he picks up the pace, fucking you hard and ruthlessly as he mumbles pet names into your ear.

“god baby” “fuck, angel.” “cunt made just for me, hm, cupcake?”

finally he cums with a growl that’s almost animalistic, gripping your hip harshly as he unloads his seed inside of you. he’s sweating and panting and you’re looking at him with stars in your glossed over eyes, he takes a few moments to soften inside of you before pulling out.

“you should really clean yourself up, huh? look downright filthy with cum leakin’ out of you like that.”

he says before sauntering away, sure to grab his whiskey glass he’d left of the table.

corrupt cop!leon was a mean man and he was everything to you.

[rosieshipper]

THIS ME RAPIDLY PRESSING A BUTTON THAT SAYS YES!!!!

For this man? Anything🥺🥺🥺

Weird question but

Would you kiss your F/O on the belly?

[k2ntoss]

I need more baby daddy Jason. Maybe sitting at the park watching him with ur kids and hearing the other moms ogling over him

yall dangerously feeding my brain rot and it's giving me a baby fever i do not wish to feed !!!!!!!!!!! but whoever says baby daddy jason you have my heart rn bc i adore that man!!!!!!!!!!!

by the end of the week it was already time for your kids to go out and have a pretty day at the park, jason had been really busy lately so you took the stroller and placed your babygirl on it before calling your boy, living copy of jason when he was a kid and you couldn't want it any other way because both of your babies had those pretty emerald eyes you so adored.

the way to the park was easy, those two kids had a way to be pretty little angels when it came to go out to the park and you loved that because jason would usually catch up with you sometimes when the work was too much and today was one of those days. your little boy was six and your little girl four, which made it a bit hard to have him playing around and keeping an eye on your babygirl but as soon as jason joined you it was time for the girl to also leave your arms.

jason has been an amazing dad, always making sure his kids and girl were just fine, that they had everything they could ever need and want and it was easy to see in the way the little girl giggles loudly when he sweeps her out of your arms and walks to the playground while you sit, keeping an eye on your son and it's easy to hear the small group of moms muttering and giggling close to where you're sitting.

"do you think he's single? maybe divorced... he just came and picked up the girl from her arms" one of the women says and you roll your eyes because you know how damn well jason looks and how easy it is for him to trigger a baby fever in anyone but the small pang of possessiveness and jealousy that stirs in your chest is there.

"he didn't kissed her, i bet she is the kids' mom but they're not together... i should try and get his number," oh, over your damn dead body anyone would even dare to try and getting jason's number but you know better so you sit, looking at your family with a fond smile because now your two kids are held by jason.

you look at him and you can tell he's been working out more recently because he seems fitter, a little less of that dad body he had gotten since your second child was born and you loved how he looked, broad and muscly but there was a little tummy that only made you drool even more for the father of your kids.

you had to endure the comments and ogling from that group of moms for at least half an hour until you decided you had enough. walking over the place where jason was playing with the kids you stood close, looking at him with a smile when he lifted his head to glance at you and the glint on his eyes made you heart flutter, he picked up the kids on his arms and strode towards you with the widest smile ever amd without saying anything else he leaned in to press a tender kiss on your lips.

"hey there, ma," he whispered still close to your face "i missed you..." the words never fail to make your whole body shudder as you stand in front of the love of your life because that's what jason was, flaws and everything he was everything you could ever want.

"missed you too, jaybird... mind if we take the kids for ice cream?" you ask with a soft tone and it's easy for him to notice what's going on when you don't even pull away but stand even closer while looking up at him like a lovestruck teen again.

that's when jason gently places your girl in the stroller and wraps his free arm around your waist before he peppers a few kisses on your neck earning a chuckle from you and a soft 'yuck' from your boy's lips.

"daddy! stop kissing mommy! let's go for ice cream" and the childish protest makes jason smirk, knowing now he had yet to deal with a whole bunch of spoiled babies instead of just you but he wouldn't have it any other way and like that, with his arm still around your waist jason makes the way to get ice cream and you can satisfiedly feel the disappointment in the group of moms that were shamelessly planing to hit on jason.

[russellsppttemplates]

Lando calling his wife "lovie" got me 🥹🥹🥹

And just the image of him cooing about a milk drunk baby is enough to send my ovaries into combustion!

Would you maybe write a little bit more about it, like maybe Lando posting or sending his family pictures of his milk drunk babies because he thinks it is the cutest/funniest thing?

Note: you and me both, anon!

"Tell me this isn't the cutest, squishiest face you have ever seen!", Lando groaned softly as he admired your babygirl while he walked in the Silverstone paddock, "I have to admit that's a pretty cute baby", Ted said into his microphone.

"Pretty cute? Tilly is the cutest", Lando stated, adjusting the hat on her head to shield her face from the sunshine that graced his home race weekend, "she has her tummy full and she was out like a light, nothing can bother her, she's in her own little world", Lando smiled, delighting everyone who saw the infections of the new father and his babygirl.

"It's extra special, no? Your home race, your family is here - the youngest Norris is here too - and a pole position that by the looks of it could get you a home race win", Ted wondered.

"Yes, it definitely is, we're not taking anything for granted until we race, obviously, but the spirits are definitely high", he smiled, kissing Matilda's cheek as she made a little noise, "I had another question to ask you but this little one made it fly out of my brain, actually", Ted chuckled as he shook his head.

"She usually has that effect on people, you can't really pay attention to anything else", Lando smiled proudly.

.

"Little man is down, was absolutely milk drunk and went out like a light", you said as Lando stepped out of the en suite bathroom, crawling up to you in bed and stroking the baby's soft cheeks, "He's so sleepy, look at him", you cooed, "he fell asleep with my nipple still in his mouth, I barely got a burp out of him before he was knocked right out", you smiled.

"We make really cute kids, don't we, lovie?", Lando said, resting his head on your chest and facing Fraser, and from your point of view, it was clear this baby would become a Lando clone soon enough.

"So far, they all look the most like you, so you're really just tooting your own horn", you scoffed playfully, "these cute cheeks and pouty lips, lovie? They're all you", Lando charmed, making you blush.

.

"Can you give her the bottle, please?", you asked Lando, "I need to make sure Matilda is not doodling instead of doing her homework", you kissed Lando's lips and baby Charlotte's cheek.

"Let's warm this up for you, babygirl", Lando said as he put the milk in the bottle and popped it in the warmer, "you're hungry, aren't you? And fighting sleep so I've heard - you gave mummy a full on afternoon", he giggled, pulling funny faces as she giggled at her father's antics.

"Off we go then, open up - there we go, Lottie", he smiled as she suckled, finally get her tummy full as he walked around bouncing her, "hopefully you'll sleep because you really need it, and that way you can also give mummy a little bit of a rest, just so enough me and her can have a cuddle, you know?", he playfully tsked, "you've been stealing all of my cuddles", he giggled as he looked at her precious face. Life had been generous enough with him - he had the woman of his dreams, a career he loved and their three little ones. Life was good.

After burping Charlotte, Lando rocked her to sleep, which didn't prove to be very hard as she was milkdrunk as ever, her little mouth opened as she rested on his chest.

"Tilly is doing fine and Fraser is happily playing with his toys", you said as you sat down on the sofa next to your husband, your daughter happily sleeping on his chest, "take a picture of this cute face and send it to the groupchat, please", Lando whispered as he gave you his phone so you could dot it.

Lando: Look at this cutie 🥰

Flo: Look at her chubby cheeks, I can't!

Cisca: She looks so out-of-it-milkdrunk, I bet she's having a good nap!

Lovie: Seeing her like this almost makes it look like she wasn't wide awake the whole afternoon - she never closed those big eyes, she was always staring at me!

Adam: look at our little girl ����

"You're so loved, babygirl", you said, brushing the hairs on her head, cuddling closer to your husband.

"Finally I am the one getting a cuddle from mummy", Lando cheered, kissing your lips, "jealous much, handsome?", you teased, "just wanted a cuddle from you, woman! This one has hogged your boobs from me - I have to take what I can get!".

(Thank you for sending this in ✨️)

[silverskyeline]

'my man' 18+ old man logan x gn!reader

summary: he's irresistible in that work suit of his, so much so that you decide to treat him with it on. (1.3k) tags: blowjob, gender neutral reader, reader is a bit dom, pathetic old man logan, established relationship, for the 'suit' prompt for logan promptober.

'logan isn't one to beg, at least not in words. but in that look? in the way his hazel stare flickers from his cock back up to your lips? he may as well be on his knees pleading for you.'

your fingers splay across his chest, embracing the white fabric of his shirt above his skin. you can feel him beneath it, his muscles firm, only slightly giving way to your practiced touch. his suit jacket has fallen open, revealing himself to you, and that naturally cinched waist you love so much.

his tie sits there, untouched, begging for attention, begging to be pulled.

logan sees that look in your eye, he's not completely oblivious to the way that kinky mind of yours works. sometimes he wonders if you prefer him clothed, just so you can peel it off piece by piece later.

"you're so handsome. . ." you coo, slowly wrapping your hand around his tie, causing it to tighten, "miss you while you're at work."

he rests his head back, letting a sigh slip from his lips in response as his tired eyes lock on you. his hands rest on your hips, enjoying the weight of you above him on the sofa, nestled against him - right where you belong. logan doesn't speak, but the small squeeze he gives to your hips tells you that he missed you too.

"can i. . ." you begin, unable to hide the smirk that starts to curl on your lips, "take care of you?" your fingers trail up and down the buttons of his shirt teasingly, almost innocently.

oh. he knows what that means.

his eyes close for a moment and he inhales deeply, opening his eyes on the exhale. the silence speaks volumes. logan nods, the slow rise and fall of his chest picking up a little, breathing deeply through his nose as he anticipates your touch, anticipates the feel of your pretty little lips wrapped around his begging cock.

you often greet him like this after a long shift, knowing that he has to be on his absolute best behaviour with certain clients in that limo of his. he was so well-behaved, such a good man, how could you not treat him as he deserves when he returns to you?

"thank you. . ." you whisper, leaning down to press soft kisses along his jaw, his salt and pepper beard tickling your skin. smiling against him, you watch as a grin of his own appears - you suppress a giggle at the rare sight.

he lets out a low grumble at the back of his throat as you loosen his tie and begin to unbutton his shirt, taking time on each button. with every new patch of skin exposed to you, you immediately litter it with gentle kisses. kissing over his scars, over his flesh that craves your attention in any capacity you're willing to give.

"been gone all day," you whisper against his skin, pulling his shirt open completely as you nuzzle against his fuzzy tummy, "bet you were thinking about this, huh baby?"

one of his hands on your hips trails up your back to cup the back of your head, his thick digits trailing through your hair. he couldn't lie, his eyes would flick to the clock in the limo as it ticked closer and closer to the end of his shift, knowing you'd welcome him home in the best way.

"shhh," you punctuate your shush with a kiss to his lower tummy as he opens his mouth to reply, moving to unbutton his suit pants, "you don't need to answer me, i can tell. you were already hard when you walked through the front door."

his lips part, a sigh, eyes fluttering closed. how did a dirty old man like him, who'd seen and committed such violence, end up with an angel like you? he thanks his lucky stars every day, his tired old bones begging to be back in your arms the moment he leaves every morning.

you nuzzle your face against the outline of him in his boxers, feeling him tense and his breathing hitch. "that's where you want me, hm?" you smile, peeling back his underwear just enough for him to spring free.

you sit up a little to enjoy the fruits of your labour, and fuck. . . the sight of him laying there, sprawled out, suit shirt open, chest heaving, cheeks lightly flushed with his hardened length just asking to be touched - he's like heaven, a mess, spread out and ready for you.

his expression, the way his lips are lightly parted, brows furrowed in a slightly flustered manner all while those tired eyes stay trained on you. . . you just want to eat him up, breakfast, lunch and dinner all between those thick thighs of his.

logan isn't one to beg, at least not in words. but in that look? in the way his hazel stare flickers from his cock back up to your lips? he may as well be on his knees pleading for you.

and who are you to deny him?

taking his length in your hand, you lean down and lick a stripe along him. he hisses, gripping the back of your hair as his other hand grips the sofa. he's sensitive in his old age, any little flick of your tongue or tug of your hand enough to send sparks throughout his entire body.

you hum against him, licking a few more times before circling his leaking tip with your tongue. he swears he sees stars, but before he can react you're taking him inside your mouth with practiced ease. he gasps at the hot, wet feeling of your lips around him, plunging deep inside as you take him all slowly. words are caught in his throat, whispers of praise dying on his tongue as the feel of him inside your mouth erases all thoughts.

he can't help it, he grabs your hair tightly, his thick fingers taking hold as he pushes you down further. logan knows you can take it, knows you're a good little thing for him, the way your mouth starts watering the minute he opens that door. like you spend your entire day hungry for him, only satisfied when his cock is pushed deep inside your mouth.

his head tilts back, moaning softly into the cool air of the living-room. he's not even fully undressed, shifting in his work suit, feeling your tongue swirl across each vein on his length.

"always take me so- f. . . fuckin'. . . ah, fuck- so fuckin' good, don't you?" logan stutters, desperately trying to regain some sort of dominance over the situation. but you and him both know who's in charge for the time being.

your eyes lock on his as you bob on him, feeling his cock twitch in your mouth. he wasn't going to last long like this, a dirty old man, half undressed with his fingers in your hair, coaxing you further.

"gonna cum," he whines, hand balling into a fist on the pillows of the sofa as he feels himself buck up into you. it's a warning, but a useless one, you'll drink him up gladly any time. doubling your efforts, you blow him a little faster, eyes watering at how deep you're taking him. he's practically fucking your throat. any other person might struggle, but you're used to his length, used to taking it like a champ, all for your man.

soon he's spurting white hot cum down your throat, eyes locked on yours as he groans roughly, thrusting into your wet, inviting mouth as he empties himself. you moan in response, swallowing back as much as you can while powering through, moving backwards and forth on his thick, impressive length.

the aftershocks jolt through him, dick twitching, body shaking, thighs clenching as you continue. he's sensitive, so very sensitive, pulling you back by your hair until you slide off him with a wet pop.

his other hand comes down, wiping drool from around your mouth with his thumb, cleaning you up. you pant, looking up at him from between his thighs and he returns your gaze with the most loving look he can muster in his exhausted state.

smiling, you nuzzle against his hand, "how 'bout we get you properly undressed, and i run you a hot bath?"

logan smiles, the skin around his eyes crinkling with affection, "only if you're joinin' me," he grumbles cheekily.

"that was a given, baby." you smirk as you stand, taking his hand in yours to lead him towards the bathroom.

[blingblong55]

Young and Beautiful-Alejandro Vargas NSFW

A/N: so desperately want to kiss him, look at that cute face uggghhh

Based on a request:

Hi Kasper 🖤 If there is a spot available still, could I get an Alejandro Vargas x f!reader with a breeding kink + dbf au?? if you're not doing 2 from the list, either is fine. Thank you, I hope you have a good weekend --- F!Reader, smut, MDNI, 18+, dbf!Alejandro, breeding, unprotected!sex P-in-V, age gap, gentle!sex ---

A/N: all characters are of consensual/legal age

It started with an innocent question that now has his hand over your mouth as he fingers you. Your tried to suppress the moans from escaping but his thick fingers kept rubbing your clit and giving you the pleasure you longed for. "Ale-" You try to stop him but all he does is undo his trousers. Your dad and mum are downstairs as he corrupts the daughter of his best friend. "Shhh chula, be a good girl and keep quiet," he kisses your lips this time and slowly pushes himself onto you. His hands under your shirt, neck kisses that guarantee hickeys to be shown.

Clothes were thrown to the side, "I'll take good care of you," he whispers and rubs his tip on your clit. Your legs spread open for him. The bedroom of his friend's 'little girl' now used to have sex in. He gives your clit a few smacks with his tip before slowly slipping it inside you. You gasp, his size too much to take, you let out a whimper to which he kisses you to keep the noise down. "It's okay, be a good girl and take it," he whispers between kisses. Your hands are on his back, holding him close as he thrusts into you with care. His kisses are intense, tongue lapping yours, fighting for that bit of dominance, he can't take back what he said. "I'll ruin you, Chula." A promise he meant to keep.

His thick cock nearly too deep into you, hitting all the right spots, your clit rubbed on by his fingers. "I bet you fingered yourself to me, huh." a cocky smirk on him. Oh, how he loved to know you dreamt of this moment, to get absolutely corrupted by a man like him. His not-so-innocent girl had a vibrator in her drawer, one he planned on using, not tonight, but maybe tomorrow for yet another 'friendly' dinner. "Wouldn't you look so cute, filled with my kids," he kisses you again. His kiss is like drugs to you, addicting yet alluring. You can't help but bite his lip in return, trying to stay quiet for him. His cock now fucking into you with rhythm, and you let out a moan. "Shh, wouldn't want to let daddy know what his friend is doing to his daughter, now would we?" His chuckle is deep and rich with lust.

His back with light scratches from you, your neck with two visible love bites. His hand goes to your tummy rubbing it and looking into your eyes, "Look at you, so perfect and even more so if I fucked my kids into you," his beard tickles the skin of your jaw as he whispers. A knock from the door, "R/N, Ale, you ready?" A surprise he and you were in the room to begin with. Another innocent question he gave you months ago. The surprise in the closet as your cunt gets filled with his cock. You clear your throat, "Almost done Dad, fixing a few stuff." you call out the lie. "Alright honey," your dad responds and heads back to the longue. "mmm, what a bad liar, mi corazon," a smirk like the devil as he notices your hand fly to the one he had on your clit.

"C'mon, let go for me," he ensures. Your head is thrown back as your juices leak all over his thick and needy cock. He smiles, "That's it, that's a good girl," he watches you ride this high. Your hips rocked into his cock, his pre-cum leaking into you. "Oh, what beautiful face you have, R/N," he grins, adoring how you try your best to keep quiet as he brings you to the first orgasm of the night. He holds your hips, thrusts become faster and whispered groans escape his lips. "Ale...Ale" desperate whispers leave your lips. "I know, Chula," his voice soft. The tip of his fat cock, filling your walls with his cum. You can feel him fill you up, cum leaking out as he continues to thrust.

Hard and slow thrusts that turn to whispers of sweet nothings, that's what he offers as he wipes the tears from your pretty face. "Ay mi amor, don't cry," he kisses your forehead before trailing down to your cheeks and lips. He pulled out and laid next to you, big arms holding you. Your head resting on his chest, hair brushed by his fingers. "You really are a dream, R/N." His gaze is on the ceiling. Naked bodies lay together, resting from the high you gave the other. Kisses to his chest before he brings those kisses back to his lips. New promises made, corruption, possession, love and secrecy. The young and beautiful, the soldier and corruptor, kissing to lock the deal.

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[sluttywonwoo]

I have such a gross fantasy of Joshua Hong fucking me gently in front of a fire in a cabin while it snows. That man is so romantic and sweet I have a toothache

"warm now, baby?"

you smile and hum in affirmation as you hug your knees to your chest, watching joshua stoke the fire.

he joins you on top of the blanket he'd laid on the floor a moment later when the flames are roaring and the firewood is crackling in the hearth.

then he wraps his arm around you and kisses you on the forehead. "what about now?"

"even better," you answer. "but i think i could stand to be even warmer."

joshua raises his eyebrows. "oh yeah?"

"mhm."

you shrug off his arm and lay down on the blanket, pulling him with you so that he's hovering over you. he gets the hint instantly, probably because it wasn't so much of a hint as it was an obvious invitation, and kisses you on the lips. he's tugging at your thermal top in almost no time, pausing only when he remembers just how cold you had been up until this point.

"are you sure you want to do this now? we can wait."

"yes, i'm sure. i want you now, shua," you whine, wrapping your legs around his waist and locking your ankles behind his back to pull him closer.

he half laughs, half moans as you grind up into him, feeling him start to harden through his sweatpants.

"okay, why don't we keep your shirt on then? we can take everything else off."

it's not really a compromise you want to make but you settle for it anyway, too desperate to try and protest further.

joshua pulls your shirt back down over your tummy and moves on to your pants, getting them and your underwear off in one fluid motion. he whistles under his breath at the sight between your thighs.

"no wonder you were so impatient. you're already soaked for me."

you've been dating for so long that you shouldn't get flustered when your boyfriend says things like that but you feel your cheeks warm in embarrassment all the same. he smirks at your reaction which makes you even wetter, something you hope he doesn't notice.

"poor thing. i won't make you wait too long, baby. just a second..." joshua yanks his t-shirt off over his head and lays it underneath yours like a pillow before shimmying out of his sweats and slotting himself between your legs. "ready?"

"yeah, give it to me."

"so romantic," he mutters, pushing himself inside of you anyway.

it isn't often that joshua fucks you without any foreplay but the main goal today is to warm you up and anything that isn't straight-up fucking you would leave part of your body exposed to the cold. like this, he can lay his body on top of yours like a weighted blanket and keep you warm as he gently fucks into you. it's exactly what he does, draping himself over you as he starts to move.

already, you feel warmer. whether it's due to the fire, his body heat, or his dick inside of you, you can't be sure but if you were a betting woman, you'd put your money on it being a combination of the three.

he's going slow to let you adjust to the stretch but it still feels like he's splitting you in half with every thrust. it feels heavenly, though. almost too good. you swear you're seeing god every time he bottoms out and the way he's praising you like you are one is making it impossible to stay grounded.

"i love you," joshua whispers, pressing his lips to your neck. "i love you so much, you're taking it so well for me."

it's all too much. too much and not nearly enough and you want to stay like this with him forever but you also want to fucking cum over and over and...

and he looks so pretty in the firelight. the ever-changing glow flickering against his skin makes him appear radiant, like all the colors of the sunset are being projected on him in waves.

"feels so good, shua," you gasp, back arching off the floor.

he strokes your cheek. "i can tell. you're crying already, my love."

you sniffle, giggling deliriously as you try to blink the tears out of your eyes. his figure is blurred behind them and you want to see him clearly. "i d-didn't even notice. 'm sorry."

"don't apologize, baby. you know i love making you cry- well, in this context, of course. means i'm doing something right."

"you're doing everything right," you confirm.

joshua sucks in a breath to steel himself before continuing. "for what it's worth, you f-feel so good too, baby. you're so fucking warm and tight... i don't know how long i'm going to last."

he sounds apologetic about it but you shake your head and grip his shoulders like you're going to give him a pep talk. "we have all night," you assure him. "we can go as many times as we want, as long as you're here keeping me warm."

[silent-sanctum]

Your last fics tearing my hearts apart😭😭Anyways may I request jotaro kujo with a pregnant s/o? He probably would be defensive like that time when Holly got the fever

Ah yes! We have another 2-for-1 special! But let's make it a list of headcanons to switch things up 😉This one's for @lolsandlmaos and anon, and let me just say, yes; I love writing wholesome dadtaro content and I'm glad the audience likes some wholesome dadtaro content too. So, hope you enjoy! ♡

Before I start, can we all just silently agree that Jotaro really just wanted a family of his own canonically?

Think about it, we know he isn't the type to sleep around at random. What if the man wanted what his grandparents had and live a life without the Stand bs? The fact he found somebody and had a kid with her tells us that he tried to make it work, but we know that it didn't as we see in the series.

"I've always cherished you"

He wanted that life. He wanted to be a good father to his daughter. But he couldn't because of the family curse.

Anyways! Let's forget the canon for a moment and delve into some wholesome headcanons!

When he first heard the news, he was pleasantly surprised that he couldn't speak for a solid minute. He simply stared at you with wide eyes and stunned silence.

Later that day, the man is glued to your side holding you in his arms and he's uncharacteristically showing affection: He's nuzzling your neck, planting kisses wherever he could, gently swaying you back and forth, and most importantly, he's often caressing your flat tummy.

Now that's done with, Jotaro's already gone into Papa Wolf mode as early as the first weeks

He knows he isn't the sunny Golden Retriever type of guy like his grandfather or great-grandfather, so he isn't naturally attuned to being a first-time dad. Lowkey, he's anxious he might end up as a shitty husband in the process.

But what he does know is that he loves to research, is adaptable, and is a quick learner

He begins to visit the nearby library and study "maternal and child care". Then proceeds to go over what to do for each trimester, he studies proper diet and eating patterns for pregnant partners, and studiously digests a whole book's worth of "How to be a Good Father".

Being in this mode also means he naturally becomes protective of you. He makes sure that he has time for you and your needs. Want to go anywhere out of the house? He'll be accompanying you there. No doubt.

If anyone even remotely makes a rude remark about you, Star Platinum has already punched their teeth out.

If you thought Jotaro couldn't cook, then think again because when his partner is pregnant, you bet your ass that he'll learn how to cook faster than you expected him to.

At first, he's still working on the basics like knowing what ingredients and kitchen paraphernalia should be used. He has a recipe book or two propped up for him to skim over and study. He even calls Holly for cooking tutorials when he feels like he's hit a learning slump. His mother has already booked a ticket to your place and immediately teaches her son numerous cooking lessons

Weeks later, you're surprised that Jotaro has become a natural in the kitchen, being able to dish out your favorites with seemingly no issue. It turns out that while Jotaro did most of the work, he had Star assist him with the "finer" stuff (i.e. measurements, cutting, etc.)

Suffice it to say, he takes pride in himself that he can now make you smile with his newfound talent.

Then there are the cravings. Of course, when you ask him to buy the most random food combinations, Jotaro would simply say "okay" and buy them anyway, as long as the food choices weren't harmful to you and the baby. He'd also give you food even if you asked him in the ass crack of morning.

Anything to make you happy after all

When it comes to building the nursery, Jotaro leaves you to do the interior designing and aesthetic choices since he's shit at that. But when the furniture arrives in their boxes, then it's time for him to step in and does all the arranging, moving, and assembling for you. Have a planned layout? He'll follow them. Want the walls painted a certain color? No problem.

After you planned everything out and he finished his tasks, the nursery ended up being marine-themed with all the pastel blues and aquatic decor like sea animal plushies, a shell lamp, glow-in-the-dark fish wall stickers, and more bringing life to the place.

Remember when I said he'd do work, yeah he'll do the work. House husband style. He'll do the chores and let you rest, grumpily insisting you sit and relax when you try to convince him that you can do the lighter tasks.

From time to time, when both of you aren't doing anything, Jotaro would occasionally turn to your round stomach and reach forward to caress it, blushing as he does so.

Then a kick happens and the man's fully attuned to you in awe. On the outside, he's still a calm dude but deep down, he's so excited that the baby responded to his touch. You ended up scooting closer to him, seeking cuddles while he reciprocates as he still continues to stroke your tummy.

Jotaro, at this point in his life, has the patience of a monk towards his loved ones, so when the mommy mood swings kick in, he is more than ready to adapt to your every emotional breakdown even if he's just going to be there to either take it, calm you, or comfort you in silence

That also includes the part where you become horny. Of course, he'll be gentler with you during this time of your pregnancy, but he can't help but include a few rough bucks of his hip when he's about to go off the edge.

Other times, just touching you can help ease that heightened libido

He'll immediately drive you to the hospital once your water breaks. He'll wait with you throughout labor, hoping his soft caresses are enough to make up for his lack of comforting words. At times, Star will come out to help him distract you from the contractions.

He'd pace around outside the delivery room, anxious with his mind already overthinking what bad could happen to you and the baby. It's a good thing Holly is there to help reassure her son that his wife and child would be okay.

When Jotaro finally gets to visit, his eyes land on the swaddled little one in her tiny crib stationed beside your bed. He beelines straight to it and pauses in complete awe at the tiny baby cooing before him.

You can't help but giggle as your husband's eyes start to water as he gingerly reaches down to pick up his newborn daughter. He's still in awe, completely fixated on baby Jolyne.

Then after he sits down on the chair by your bedside, he brings his index to touch her and his heart skips a beat when the baby grasps it with her whole hand.

And the waterworks are broken and he ends up leaning against your side while you nuzzle against him as he tries to regain composure from tearing up so much from seeing and feeling his bundle of joy.

Admittedly, Jotaro is scared about whether he'd do a good job being a father, but to both you and himself, he promises that he'll do his damn best.

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if ur still taking requests, may i humbly ask for a very fluffy Steve Harrington x shy reader period imagine? maybe the reader is really in pain but is too shy to ask for help? and gets embarrassed but Steve is just an angel about it?

Hii, lovely🥰 thank you for this cute request, hope u like it! Warnings: mentions of food, period pain, pet names, fluff, (0.7k)

Steve isn't really thinking of what you might be doing this late Saturday night as he knocks on your door. He is so eager to see you.

You weren't supposed to be together today, because Steve had to work, and you said you didn't feel good. That you were ill.

Steve, the sweetheart he is, wanted to surprise you, and he also got you some stuff to make you feel better. Like a good soup that he absolutely thinks you're gonna love, some sweets, vitamins and so on.

He waits not so patiently for you to open the door, and for some reason it takes you a lot longer than it usually does.

You open the doors, and your eyes go wide, "Steve! Wh-What are you doing here?"

Steve just chuckles at you baffled expression," I wanted to surprise you, honey."

"Oh," you say, not particularly happy about that fact. Steve doesn't seem to notice it or maybe he just doesn't want to notice it.

"Exactly oh," he chuckles. Steve thinks you're going to open the door wider, so he can go inside, but you don't, "aren't you gonna let me in, sweetheart?"

"Stevie, I'm...I don't feel well," you shyly admit, still only peeking at him from behind the door. It looks like you are definitely not going to let him in.

"I know," he tells you softly," that's why I'm here. I came to take care of you. I brought a few movies as well, we can have a movie marathon. Before you say anything i want to state that I don't mind getting sick and....-"

"Steve," you interrupt his rambling. You look at him with pleading and shy eyes. "I'm not sick in-in that way. It's just....It's....I-"

You can't bring yourself to say it to him. Your shyness getting the best of you. You love Steve, but you are just too shy to admit that you're in pain, and that you'd love nothing more than for him to just hold you while you watch the movies.

"What is it?" Steve concerns. He pretty much ignores that you didn't want to open the wider, and comes inside, so he can instantly find out what's wrong.

"It's my....," you take a deep breath in, and tell him as your cheeks go red, "period pain."

Steve isn't expecting you to say that, but honestly he doesn't care that you are on your period. He only cares that you are in pain, and he wants to change that.

Steve gives you a bear hug," have you been in pain the whole day, sweetheart?"

"Yeah," you admit into his chest. You bury your whole face into his soft hoodie, enjoying the comfort and the warmth seeping from him.

"You could have called me earlier. I would have gladly come to take care of you, you know?" Steve kisses your temple.

"Didn't want to bother you," you murmur sheepishly. Cheeks even more red. You suddenly get a pretty bad period pain, wincing lightly.

Steve immediately pulls you away from his chest with sorry eyes," How about you go back to the couch while I heat up the soup I've brought you?"

"You've brought me soup?" You question.

"Of course, I have. I bet you haven't eaten much today, so go lay down, and I'll be right back." Steve gives you one more kiss on your cheek before he dissappears in your kitchen.

Steve comes back a few minutes later with the soup, and your forgotten heating pad you'd left in the kitchen. Because Steve came right at that moment as you were about to heat it back up.

"Here, sweetheart," he puts the soup on the coffee table," can you sit up for me?"

You sit up from your too comfy position on the couch, but your stomach rumbles at the sight of the soup. Steve carefully puts the heating pad over your lower tummy, and it's immediate relief.

"Thanks, Stevie," you smile brightly at him despite your pain.

Steve smiles back at you, and leans in to kiss your cheek again. You can't say that you aren't loving being doted on like this by him.

He always loves on you, but right now it's maybe just a tiny bit more than it is usually.

"Come on, eat your soup, and then you can have the cuddles and the movies I promised you." You eat as quickly as you can, eager to be in Steve's hands.

When you finally get the so much needed cuddle, the pain eases pretty much away just by Steve's gentle stroking over your side and tummy. And definitely from the constant pecks all over your face.

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SHAMELESS - ETHAN LANDRY 🕷️

“I need you more than I want to, need you more than I want to” - Camila Cabello

MINORS DNI!

Content includes: SMUT! P in V sex, Mean Ethan, kinda angry sex? Degrading kink, begging!

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“There’s just inches in between us. I want you to give in, I want you to give in”

The fact that you had to resist Ethan Landry was one of the hardest tasks you had to accomplish. His daily teasing didn’t make it any better, knowing that you would fold for him in a snap of his fingers. He only made the bet with you because he knew you would lose. But to his surprise, you had gone two months without even touching him.

You wanted to win, badly. The only way you could get both of the things you wanted was if he broke first. you wanted him to give in to you. To touch you in places nobody had ever seen. You craved his touch more than anything else.

“There is tension in between us. I just wanna give in. And I don’t care if I’m forgiven”

Multiple times you almost lost, losing all self-respect and control. The way his eyes scanned over your body made you go feral. The tension could be cut with a knife, everyone noticing.

They knew about the little bet. Even putting money on who would last longer. "Ethans definitely gonna break first. I mean look at her" Chad's laughter filled the room, Ethan letting out a small groan. He knew they were probably right. You were too proud and stubborn. But god, he wanted to give in to you more than anything.

“Right now I’m shameless. Screamin’ my lungs out for you. Not afraid to face it. I need you more than I want to, need you more than I want to”

“That was a stupid bet” your voice came out shaky, cock drunk as you bit down on his shoulder. “You say that cause you lost” he groaned, thrusting his entire cock into you. Hands grabbed at your skin, desperate and needy for the feeling of pleasure.

“That’s..that’s not why” your voice came out angrily, your nails digging into his back as you bounced on his dick. Your breath became uneven, Ethan biting back his lip as his hands rested on your ass. “You’re such a slut for me, aren’t you?” You shook your head, denying the statement that was more than true. His hands gripped your thighs, stopping you from getting any more friction.

“No E, please! Come on” your whimpers filled his ears, trying to move yourself back up. It was no use, he was way bigger than you and he loved to use it to his advantage. “Say it, if you’re so desperate” his eyes were dark with lust, scanning your fucked out face. “I’m a slut for you” “Good girl, so good”

“Show me you’re shameless. Write it on my neck, why don’t you? And I won’t erase it”

His lips tickled your neck, sucking and kissing your sensitive skin. You felt yourself get closer to your orgasm, legs shaking as his nails dug into your waist. “God, Eth…” Heavy breaths filled the room, Ethan thrusting himself into you harshly. His cock fit perfectly inside of you, milking him with each pump. “You’re so tight, my sweet thing”

His words made you melt, pleading and begging for your release. “Not yet” The words sounded harsh through his teeth. He didn’t want it to end, he had held back for too long to stop so soon. “Please Eth, please please please” Your eyebrows furrowed, biting down on his skin. He held you down with force, thrusting deeper and harder to feel all inside your walls. The veins of his dick rubbed against your hole, memorizing every line for you to crave later on.

“Shit” a whimper fell from his lips and you felt your body get hotter, Ethan noticing immediately. “You can cum, sweetheart” the tight knot in your tummy snapped. With just his words your legs started to shake uncontrollably, a ring of cum coating his dick as he pumped harder, chasing his own release. You whined as it had become too much for you, the feeling of hot cum filling you up almost making you cum again.

”I told you…I’d win” his voice was still shaky, trying to regain his composure. “You’re a bitch” you grumbled, yelping as he sat you back down on his dick harshly. “Too much? I’m sorry…” his words made your eyes roll back, pulling his lips in for a harsh kiss. “Yea, but we both know you wouldn’t have been able to resist me any longer. I did us both a favor” his dick hardened back up inside of you, this time thrusting deeper inside your walls. “Don’t be a brat, Y/n”

“I need you more than I want to, need you more than I want to”

A/n: help

[foreverisntenough]

‘OURS’

Summary: You were his and he was yours but what would it be like adding one more? Thrust into a whirlwind romance you never could’ve imagined that became your forever love. You continue building a new life across the pond with a very beautiful Scouser. A sequel to the ‘You’re Mine’ fic.

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Warnings: This series is 18+ and will contain fluff, suggestion, SMUT (unprotected sex,) pregnancy, parenting, mental health struggles, eating disorder, self doubt, body image issues, daddy kink, angst, alcohol consumption - not sure what else really… if i miss anything please lmk!

Note: Thank you for reading! Please be sure to like, comment, or message me what you think of the series! Try not to nitpick with any real pregnant/ baby logistics it’s better if you just read along happily :)

Chapter 23- Girl Dad | ‘Ours’

“Dada sleepy” Teddy whined pulling on Trent’s arm with a pouty face as they sat in the summer sun on the grass outside. They had originally been running about with a football but it had declined into them just laying there. Teddy complaining incessantly that she was tired. 

“Aw baby bear I’m sorry but can you stay awake for me? It’s not time for a nap yet.” He cooed gently. Her bottom lip immediately began to quiver. “Come here, Ted. I gotcha. We can go lay in your room for a little alright but we have to stay awake. Do you know why? I bet you’ll be soooo happy” He asked Teddy, pulling her into his arms. He ran his hand lovingly up and down her back.

“Nos dada.” She mumbled nuzzling her face into him. He stood up still holding her tight.

“Yeah you do, Ted. Mummy is coming home today. Aren’t you so excited to see her?” He picked her head up off him, pressing his nose to hers, one of her cheeks resting against his palm. “I know you are. We’ve missed mummy, huh?” He cooed, giving her a kiss. 

“Miss mama, dada.” She whined again with pooling puppy dog eyes, her lips curling into a sad pout. She looked adorably sleepy. He brushed his hand over her curls as they made their way inside before they laid on the floor upstairs with a few toys. Teddy tiredly answering Trent’s persistent questions in hopes he could keep her awake. 

“Who is that!?! Who just came home, Teddy girl?” Trent asked in a gentle voice scooping up Teddy off her tummy on the floor of her nursery playmat. He heard the alarm from your front door go off as you opened it coming home from the airport. He plopped her on her own two feet to run down the hall and helped her down the stairs, her hand in his. “C’mon, hurry! I think that’s mummy. Let’s go see.” He laughed teasing her, pushing her to move quicker but Teddy faltered a little beginning to get too eager to see you so he just picked her up and threw her over his shoulder as he jogged down the stairs, her giggles trailing behind them. Teddy let out a rambunctious ‘Mama!!’ Without even being able to see you properly, she could just tell. “Alright alright.” Trent laughed as Teddy desperately tried to wiggle and break away from him to get to you. “I’m old news now that mummy’s home, huh?” He joked, placing her on the floor.

“Hi! Hi! Hi! My sweet girl! Come here. Mwah! '' You cooed as Teddy ran as fast as she could to you before you planted a fat kiss on her picking her up. She wiggled squirming in your arms excitedly kicking her legs. “Come here!” You squished her tighter to you. “Didn’t you miss meee.” You sang as you peppered her with more kisses as her tiny giggles filled the entry way into your house. “You’re never old news, T. Missed you both so much” You kissed him, moving Teddy to your hip. 

“Flight was fine? I told you I’d come get you. I didn’t want you to take an Uber home alone.” He looked at you genuinely concerned. You laughed, kissing him once more with reassurance.

“T… It was all fine. It would’ve been silly plus what would you have done for lunch time if you were busy picking up mummy!” You cooed, turning your attention off him and to your little girl. She greedily grabbed for more of you, a physically impossible feat as her face was already squished into you entirely. 

“Fairs. We did have a good lunchtime didn’t we, baby bear? Tell mama what we had.” He cooed rubbing his big hand over her little curls. She pulled away from you and flicked her eyes back and forth between you two trying to listen to you both but impatiently waiting to talk.

“Pah ta.” She giggled pulling at your shirt excited to tell you that Trent had made her pasta. 

“Mmm! Was it yummy?” You asked and she nodded. “Did you save any for me or did you eat it all?” You asked her with a cheeky smile fairly sure the answer would be no. 

“Nah, someone was hungry.” Trent answered for her, wiping her plump pout. Her lips pulled into a mischievous grin. 

“My hungry girl.” You nommed on her tummy as she squealed. “I’m assuming they were the correct shape this time?” You laughed making fun of Trent’s struggles dealing with Teddy’s growing pickiness. 

“They were, thank you for telling me there was a big difference. God forbid we have airplane shaped pasta over dog shaped. Gets whatever she wants though, doesn't she?” He rolled his eyes at you before giving you a kiss to his cheek, switching his focus to Teddy. “Tell mama where we ate as well. Go on.” He cooed, moving to rub his thumb over her cheek.

“ ‘Side mama!” Teddy yelled. You laughed at her volume blinking your eyes adjusting to being back in the presence of a two year old. “Mama!” She yelled once more restlessly.

“Wow… you’re just so excited mummy is home now. You were so sleepy a little bit ago. You were complaining you wanted to lay down with me. Now you’re here yelling about. What’s all that about?” Trent teased Teddy about her dramatic shift in energy. Moments before you came home she was begging for them to move upstairs to her room because she was sleepy, slowly migrating to both of them laying on the floor but as Trent had told her, it wasn’t near enough her nap time just yet then so he was trying to withstand his new found battle of having to fight against his very own pooling puppy dog eyes looking right back at him. You called it karma. 

“Mama, mama, mama!” She screamed loving the attention she was getting from both of you.  Overjoyed that you were finally back home.  

“Yes? Hello, pretty girl. I missed you and daddy so much.”  You cooed, paying her mind. She was so excited to talk to you but you felt like your eyes were going to close. You kissed her chubby cheeks lazily telling her just how much you missed her hoping it would settle some of the energy coursing through her.  You moved to the couch and crashed. You were exhausted from your night out last night and your early flight. Travel in general always ran you a little ragged. You cuddled up on top of Trent after he set Teddy up to lay on the carpet in front of the tv with some toys for a while until she got bored and noticed you were together without her. 

“Mama! Mama, miss Teddy?” She asked moving to attempt to pull herself up clumsily and awkwardly on to the couch. Apparently telling her for a half hour you definitely had missed her was not enough. There was definitely a better way to get on to the couch but she managed eventually regardless. You let her do it on her own despite her silly approach. Her attempt number two was much more successful than her first. She was eager to know if you missed her and adamant to get the same attention you were currently giving to Trent. 

“Yeah, cutie girl. I missed you the most. Do you know who else I missed just as much?” You cooed with a sleepy smile. She shook her head ‘no’ very sure you couldn’t miss anyone nearly as much as you missed her.  “I really missed daddy though too.”  You clung to Trent paying attention to her but not wanting to get off him.  “Mummy’s tired baby and wants a cuddle with dada.” You cooed letting her know you weren’t exactly in the mood to run about the house right now with her unfortunately.

“Mama nap?” Teddy cooed and gave you an inquisitive look tilting her head. She thankfully understood you were exhausted. Frankly, the feeling was radiating off you. It was palpable.

“Yeah, Ted. Good idea. Let’s go cuddle in bed. We can let mummy sleep and you and me can watch something.” Trent made the executive decision for the three of you. It sounded perfect and just what you wanted.

“Dada help!” She yelped at Trent grabbing your arm signaling for him to ‘help’ carry you and so he did, entirely without any of her help. He picked you up and you wrapped your legs around his waist draping your arms over his shoulder lazily and dropping your face into his neck while he carried you upstairs. Teddy hanging onto the fabric of his shorts following closely. 

“I love you.” You said laying down in your very missed bed kissing his warm skin. “I’m yours, T.  Always yours.” You whispered hushly just to him, cuddling further into him in your bed. Your face stayed buried in his neck. All you wanted to do was be around him, smell him, feel him after your few days apart.   

“Love you so much, beautiful.” Trent whispered to you but not as quiet as you evidently because Teddy was quick to perk up hearing his words. 

“Mama booful.” Teddy cooed with a smile agreeing with Trent, looking back at him with real certainty.  

“Yeah. I think so. Don’t you?” Trent laughed at her little intrusion. She nodded at him. Your eyes remained shut letting them converse too tired to participate yourself. 

“My mama!” She grabbed for you, hugging your side, nuzzling into you. You hummed. You let her just wiggle her way in between you and Trent which in fairness was a small space so it took her a minute. Trent had tried to shift you and pull her in more comfortably but at the moment you just couldn’t get close enough to them both. Trent let you fall asleep for a little, Teddy slow to follow but nevertheless getting the nap she had wanted, all of you just taking the day to relax. A very calm one that ended up with you cuddling up back in your bed once again when night came around.

“Nobody could ever understand what this feels like.” You whispered to Trent as the quiet dark night filled the room. You laid on top of Trent. Your hand behind his head dragging your fingers over his hair, scratching gently at his scalp. “What you mean to me. You’re fucking air to me.” You continued nuzzling into him. He caressed the back of your head just the same as he kissed your cheek. 

“I couldn’t be without you. Baby… you are the only thing I need for the rest of my life, yeah?” He whispered back to you gently, keeping his hands on you, rubbing over your soft skin, unable to detach. He pulled your face from his neck and held your face above his for a moment. His eyes gazed up into yours. His eyes narrowed a little and a smirk pulled across his face. He pulled you down to him more, his lips crashing into yours in the most gentle terrifyingly perfect way. When he kissed you, You could feel your heart slow. Everything felt like it sloshed into a dream. How much you needed Trent was petrifying, you couldn’t imagine never not being exactly right where you were at this very moment. Somehow an incredibly mortal person felt completely transcendent. He was sweet and heavenly and all yours. 

“You think there is anything I don’t know about you, T?” You asked him with a childish giggle pulling away. He kind of thought the kiss was going to lead to something maybe a little bit more adult but he was happy to entertain the juvenile question if it meant seeing you smile the way you were at him. 

“Mmmm” He hummed thinking for a minute.  “I’d give you like an 88%.” He told you earnestly. Your brow furrowed, not exactly happy with your score. “Well I don’t even know all 100% of me... You know what fine, baby. I think maybe I’ll give you a 96% if we were to pretend I knew all 100%.” He laughed, shaking his head. “Any more questions?” He asked you cheekily. You hummed thinking for a moment. 

“Okay… erm, am I the best kisser in the world?” You asked him. You tilted your head with a cute smile. You hoped the answer was yes and if not that he’d lie. He nodded his head, keeping his lips shut trying to bite back a smile. He bit his bottom lip tight as he scanned your face. 

“Silly question. The answer is obvious. I’m not answering that.” He cooed and you looked at him curiously. Wondering if you weren’t his obvious answer. You couldn’t control your face dropping a little. Trent couldn’t miss it. “Baby… hey.” He let out a breathy laugh picking up your chin in his hand knowing you well enough that you wanted an answer. “You… you are the only kiss I ever want, could ever want to remember, you are it. Best in the world” He cooed, pressing his lips to yours with a hum. 

“Okay, fine… good answer.” You giggled, okay with his answer. “New question, what do you like about me, physically?” You shot him another question.

“Wow… Where do I even begin?” Trent rubbed his hands over his face trying to think.  He laughed a little trying to narrow it down in his head. “Erm… You know what and this isn’t one thing over another because I love all of you but I am going to go with that smile. That does it for me every time. You just have a glow about you, baby. You are so beautiful. When you smile or laugh I feel like my heart falters a little. Your eyes squint a little in the cutest way, you just light up.” He cooed. You pouted at him with a shake of the head. “Nah, take the compliment. It’s all true. You’re gorgeous. Anything else or can we get to bed now?” He asked once more, making sure there wasn’t anything else you needed to know before you ended your day. 

“Yeah, you were really cheeky about the photos I posted on holiday but you didn’t tell me which was your favorite. So which one did you like the most?” You probed once more, inquiring about his reaction to your holiday instagrams. He shook his head pulling you further into him. 

“Goodnighttt.” He sang, kissing your forehead. 

“Wait one more! One more!” You giggled, trying to move in his arms to look at his face more. “How much do you love me?”  You asked. Trent just rolled his eyes with one more kiss ignoring your question. You knew his answer.

 

“T…” You groaned through a yawn. The morning light came flooding into your bedroom. All you wanted to do was somehow close your eyes tighter to block out the brightness. You tried your best and sleepily nuzzled into Trent. His hands were all over you. Under your shorts, pushing up your top, rubbing your arms, just everywhere. 

“Mmhmmm baby.” He hummed in response.  “Too many days apart and way too many clothes on you right now.” He whispered. An uncontrollable smirk pulled on your lips, your hand dropping in between you both sliding into his boxers as if it was magnetically drawn there. “See this is why I’m marrying you. You just get me.” He cooed with a smug laugh happy with where your hands were going.

“You’re marrying me because I’ll touch you in the morning when you won’t stop bothering me when I’m trying to sleep?” You teased him trying to not let out a little giggle. 

“No baby but I’m marrying you because I know you well enough that I know you want my hands here.” He said as he cheekily dragged his hands to your ass kneading it. “I know that I’ve been up for a half hour and all I’ve been thinking about is how happy I am you’re home and how nice it’d be to welcome you home, pretty girl.” He let out a breathy laugh

“Welcome me home, hmm?” You asked him with real inquiry. You weren’t opposed to having a little fun with him this morning. 

“Yeah anymore comments, complaints?” He rolled you over to be on top of you now. His hands pulling up your tiny tank top,  your boobs swiftly on full display for him. You shyly shook your head ‘no.’

“We’ll tell me because I wouldn’t want to do anything you don’t like…” He whispered, dropping his head beginning to place kisses along your jaw as he kept dragging out starting something. His hands just ghosting over your body now. 

“T…” you whined. “Okay, stop. Please, I know why you’re marrying me. Come on.” You desperately begged him to do more. To touch you, to kiss you, something!

“Please what, baby?” He mocked your desperation cheekily with another question. He took it too far. You huffed and had had enough. If he didn’t want you, you didn’t want him. You tried to move out from underneath him. “Nah, nah, nah, I’m sorry.” He buried his face in your neck talking between gross wet kisses. “C’mere, baby.” He let out a hearty laugh pinning you underneath him pressing all his weight on top of you. 

“No! No, no! Uh uh. I’m done with your games, T. You’re on your own now this morning! Let me out! Your loss!”  You quipped at him with a faux scowl on your face. 

“Oh don’t be like that, beautiful.” He cooed with a laugh as you moved him off you. You got out of the bed and you knew exactly what you were doing. You walked towards the en-suite of your bedroom. You peeled your clothes off purposefully slow and seductively. “Nah, c’mon now. Don’t be mean about it.” He groaned with a cheeky grin. You turned on the shower and Trent’s eyes lit up. He was quick to follow you. You walked onto the cold marble floor and under the warm water. You weren’t going to tell him no, in fact, this is exactly what you wanted when you initially stood up so when you saw him peel his t-shirt off over his head you decided to fuel the situation and hum at the delicious sight. 

“You look so good right now.” You cooed with a cheeky smile. You stuck your hand out to pull him into the shower once he was fully undressed.

“I think we look good right now.”  He took your hand and pulled you into him. Your wet body coming against his dry one before he pushed you back into the tiled wall. 

“Yeah? You think? I wanna see.” You giggled moving around him. His brows furrowed for a moment wondering what you meant and where you were trying to go until you hopped out of the shower with a skip running to the sink counter to get your phone. You placed it up right facing the shower and pulled up your camera. 

“Oh yeah, baby?” He asked you with a glowing smile pulling his lips up. You turned and nodded. You hit record and scampered back into the shower and draped your arms over his shoulders. He slipped his arms around your waist and dropped his hands to lay over the curve of your ass. Being in Trent’s arms sent any wall you could’ve ever had crumbling down. Your submissiveness with Trent came to the forefront immediately as you closed the space in between your lips. His hands slid around you and worked up to your tits. He pulled away from your kiss to your disappointment momentarily until he worked his lips down your neck and their way to one of your nipples, taking it in his mouth pinching the other with his fingers. 

“Fuck, T.” You moaned as his free hand lifted one of your legs by your thigh to wrap around his waist. His hands on you felt like fire, shivers racing down your spine with the water from the shower head. His hands dropped in between you two and glided their way through your folds. 

“Gonna be a good girl for me now?” He spoke into your neck between kisses when he slipped two of his fingers into you. You let out in a gasp. “You gonna let me take care of you this morning now” Trent said while his fingers worked slow and then up to a blistering pace. You felt that familiar knot in your stomach forming minute after minute. You shut your eyes tight, your pussy pulsating around his fingers. Before you could even tell Trent you felt it all snap and release, a sensation of pleasure washing over you embarrassingly quick.

“Oh my god” you muttered. You felt like you could barely speak. Your one hand dropped between your bodies and wrapped around his hardening length. The other pulling the back of his neck towards you to start kissing him passionately and messily. He pulled away for a moment and picked up your other thigh from under your ass holding you up pushing your back against the wall a little more. “T, don’t drop me.” You moaned with a giggle, ghosting your lips over his. You pumped his length a few times before he lined up his cock at your entrance, teasing you with the tip.  

“Nah, let me take care of you, alright? I got you, baby.” He groaned, feeling his cock slid into you slowly. Your eyes fluttered closed from the stretch. “Fuck, needed this since last night. Feel so good f’me, baby.” He moaned as you tightened your legs around his waist more. He rolled his hips into you and his cock pushed deeper, hitting a spot only he knew. When he found the perfect rhythm you could feel the knot in your stomach tightening again. He sucked and nibbled onto your sensitive neck, the heat coursing through your body in contrast to the cold tiles pressing into your back. 

“T…” you whined as he reached in between you and rubbed your clit in harsh tight circles but fell into messy motions when Trent began to have a hard time focusing. You felt so good. You could barely speak from how good he felt. Your stomach tightened and your walls fluttered as you came, squirting a little.

“Good girl. So fucking good. Turn around f’me. Want you to see how good you look when I fuck from behind.” He spoke into your neck as your pussy continued to throb. He pulled out gently placing your feet on the ground and turning you around. He held you ass cheeks apart as you bent over to see himself slide inside. “So fucking wet.” He groaned as your eyes rolled back into your head. The thickness of his cock stretching you out all over again. Your moans echoed off the shower walls as he fucked you for ages. You were in heaven.  He adjusted his hips thrusting into you a bit harder. You gasped and clenched tighter around his cock. “Cum f’me, baby. I wanna make you cum f’me. Fuck.” He cursed. He dragged his cock out slowly before pushing back right back in. All you could hear was the water of the shower cascading over you and the slaps of your wet skin colliding. It made your pussy that much wetter. Your orgasm drew quickly. The muscles in your stomach tensed but your tightness cause Trent’s thrusts to begin to get fairly sloppy in the best type of way. He gripped your hips and dug his fingers into your wet skin.  

“Baby, please. Please, I’m gonna cum. T.” You whined as your cheek pressed into the cold tiles in front of you. You might have been drooling but you were in such a haze you had no idea. He gathered your wet hair off your back and dragged your head back pulling it by it. He gripped your jawline with his other hand and forced you to turn to look back at him. You were for him to use and you never felt better because he treated you like you weren’t like all he cared about was you. How you felt, making sure you knew he was doing it because he loved you. That’s what made him feel good… okay, and probably a few other things happening right now but your pleasure was fueling him. Your wetness ran down your inner thighs with the water and covered his entire length as he moved seamlessly in and out of you. Swiftly a third orgasm crashed over you. You let out a pornographic moan with your release. 

“I love you. Oh my god, fuck! You’re so deep.” You cried as you felt every inch of him push deeper. You had completely forgotten about the phone capturing your trembling frame and every moan you made. He reached that spot so deep you both loved and you shuttered letting out another sinful noise.

“Shhh, baby. It’s early, gotta be quiet f’me.” He mocked you. It was unfair to tell you that considering how he was fucking you right now so you ignored him untill he continued to drill into that spot causing pleasure to ripple through you. You just about screamed, making an absolute mess around his cock. “There it is, baby. Such a good girl. That’s the spot, huh? You love this.” He whispered into your ear before letting your body drop back into the bent position for him to fuck you harder with more pace. “Look so beautiful like this. I can’t wait to watch this back.” He let out a breathy laugh before your pussy clenched tighter, imaging the video you were making causing him to let out a groan. “You’re mine forever, baby. Do you know that? None of those fucking lads in your instagram comments, could ever fuck you like this. Tell me you know your mine.” He grunted as you threw your ass back on his length while he slapped your ass. 

“I’m yours, T. Only yours… oh my god.” You both felt your highs wash over you instantaneously. He moaned your name as he filled your puddy with his cum. Your heart was fucking pounding, you thought you might’ve blacked out momentarily but Trent was quick to secure you in his arms, pressing your back into his chest, of course not to miss the opportunity to turn you around to face directly at your phones camera as he kneaded your tits in his hands. You didn’t care. You felt so euphoric you just dropped your head back onto his shoulder. 

“You’re so sexy baby.” Trent cooed watching you two on your phone’s front screen. You hummed and he finished your actual shower for you, turning off the water and wrapping you in a towel before carrying you into your bed for a cuddle.  

“Can we go get Ted?” You asked him as you snuggled up on top of your blankets after, freshly clean and freshly fucked out of your mind. 

“Don’t want to be with just me?” He asked with a faux pout pretending to be hurt by your comments.  

“I do, of course I do but I miss being all together. It feels like it’s been ages.” You returned the theatrical pout back to him.  

“Alright, gimme a good kiss first.” He asked pushing his pursed lips out towards you the childish way Teddy often did.  

“They’re not all good?” You asked, feigning offense. His pursed lips cracked into a smile. He just grabbed you cheeks with one hand pushing your lips forcefully out to kiss him ignoring your question. He captured your lips in a sweet kiss and despite your exhaustion, the adrenaline running through you was high and so was your lust for him. You pushed for more. You melted into him and he pulled your body more into his. Your lips unable to part as you began to grind your body on him.  

“Should we go get her?” Trent asked, breaking the kiss with an annoyingly cheeky smile. 

“Hold on. I just need…” you didn’t finish your sentence, you just straddled over top of him and pulled him into another sensual kiss. Your morning alone with Trent did not stop there. 

It was a few weeks later and the start of a new week. It was going to be a busy one. Trent had a work commitment, you had to go to the courthouse to sign your marriage license in the UK and then… the largest event of this summer break, and potentially your life, you were flying to New York for your wedding. Trent was stood in your kitchen when you came up behind him after you got ready for your day. You slipped your hands down into the band of his sweats and softly guided them on his skin from his hips inwards over his abs. He hummed loving the feeling of your hands on him. 

“You’re a tease but I like you.” Trent laughed as goosebumps raised on his skin, turning his head awkwardly back towards you to try to see more of you.  For some reason hearing that he ‘liked’ you felt so intimate. 

“You like me?” You cooed with a giggle. It felt different instead of an I love you.  You batted your eyelashes up at him with a warm feeling filling your chest as you kept your hands on his warm skin.  

“I really like you. In fact, I love you.” He told you with certainty. He craned his neck a little further back to you and kissed your forehead. You leaned into his lips with a hum.

“Lub mama, dada!” Teddy giggled in her high chair forever keen on being involved in any interaction you and Trent were having without her. Begging for attention. You shook your head. 

“You lub me too, Teddy girl?” You giggled moving over to her. You wiped the side of her mouth with your thumb. “Do you want to go see daddy be a celebrity today?” You asked her with cheek, Trent rolling his eyes. Trent had an Adidas commitment later in the day. It was in Liverpool for a launch of a boot he was coming out with for the brand. It was a big event and he wanted you to go. If he wanted you to go to something like this, you’d usually go. You knew he got a little nervous and having you there made him feel better. It was old hat for him to do the events but supporting him would never be something either of you would take for granite. You’d always go to support him but fan heavy events were a lot for you and you were interested to see how Teddy would handle them.

“Lebrity dada.” Teddy tried to coo. She tilted her head trying to figure out what you were telling her about her dad. 

“Yeah, daddy is so famous. Did you know everyone in Liverpool loves your daddy?” You laughed a little more. Trent rolled his eyes once more before leaving the room. You weren’t sure where he was going but you assumed he’d be back.

“Don’t listen to mummy, baby bear. Daddy is just yours but can you come with me today? I need my Ted anddd.” Trent spoke as he came over behind you wrapping his arms around you and swaying your body side to side with one arm laid over your chest. His other hand dropped down by his side holding a little box. “I got you dada’s new boots, want to see?”

“T… her first boots are gonna be yours? That is so sweet. Teddy girl, want to be like dada?” You cooed with a pout opening the tiny shoe box for her pulling out the Adidas boot collaboration Trent had done with them. The little pair of Predators melted your heart. 

“Yeah, what do you think, Ted? You think people will like them? Can match me today.” Trent spoke to Teddy with a really proud glint in his eyes. She nodded grabbing the boot from his hand. 

“Reddy to go?” You asked, picking up your purse and Teddy’s bag. You looked at Trent. He smiled at you and stood up from the couch in your living room he was sitting on with Teddy. She was in a little adidas fit, a pink t-shirt and red shorts with her new boots, her little hair pulled back into a slicked back bun. She looked perfectly cute.

“Yeah, all good to go, aren’t we, baby bear?” He asked Teddy. She sleepily nodded before cuddling back into his chest bawling his shirt in her tiny hand. She had just woken up from her nap and was going to stay stuck to him until you inevitably had to peel her off. “I don’t think it’ll be a lot of people, you know?” He cooed as you got into the car.

“Okay… don’t lie.” You laughed looking at him with a smug smile. This was an event in Liverpool with Trent Alexander-Arnold for Football boots, of course, there would be a lot of people there. When you arrived Tyler was also there so you tucked off to the side with him while Trent did all the things he had to do. You bounced Teddy on your hip as you watched fans flock and surround Trent. It felt bizarre like he was being pulled away from you. It was a strange juxtaposition of pride and fear. You understood the hype. He was amazing but simultaneously you wanted to be like ‘okay, let’s go. You’re mine.’ In your tunneling vision watching him, he turned back to find you with his eyes as he was shuffled into a space away from fans for interviews, shooting a wink your way. Butterflies filled your stomach. You couldn’t wrap your head around the fact that the man swarmed by fans was the father of the little girl in your arms but more so that you were going to be his wife by the end of this week.

“Don’t think it'll be a lot of people.” You teased Trent with what he said before you went to the event giving him a cheeky smile. There were thousands of people there today to meet him, hell, just to even see him. You draped your arms around him, pressing your forehead to his. “Proud of you, dada.” You kissed his lips with a smile feeling Teddy slip herself in between you and his legs.

“C’mere baby. You proud of me, huh?” Trent cooed, bending down to pick up Teddy. She didn’t answer him with anything concrete, just a squeal of sorts and an excited hug, wrapping her arms around his neck with real force. “Like mama, yeah?” Trent laughed asking her. She nodded. “The whole time you were away the other week, Ted would look at me all the time like this and say ‘like mama’ and cling to me, face in my neck, arms wrapped around me in any way possible… all day.” He looked back at you. 

“Stop.” You rolled your eyes at him. Unfortunately you definitely did believe it and to be fair, it was fairly accurate, You wrapped your arms around him just the way she did. Teddy was incredibly ‘like mama.’ 

“I’m serious, she said it!” Trent yelped trying to get you to believe him. He needed to make sure you knew he wasn’t lying, that he was right, naturally. 

“Like mama, huh?” You giggled, rubbing your thumb over Teddy’s plump cheek. You kissed her in the same place following your thumb. “Whether or not I believe you… it’s very cute.” You cooed with a smile flashing your eyes back to Trent sliding your hands now around his waist. 

“You’re cute.” He whispered, kissing your lips. Taking his one free hand and pulling you close into him and Teddy.  

You were fairly excited as you put on your lip gloss inspecting your full look one last time before you left the house before legally you became Mrs. Alexander-Arnold at least on paper. You wore a tiny lace mini dress with gold buttons. You ran your hands over it pressing it flat against your body and then bent over to adjust your Bottega heels. 

“Ready, baby?” Trent asked, coming behind you holding Teddy in one arm, the other ghosting your waist as their figures filled the mirror. You turned around to face them with a smile. 

“Come here.” You grunted, picking up Teddy from his arms. “You are the most beautiful girl in the world! Did you know that?” You pressed your nose to her cheeks. She let out a soft giggle. “You are! Say yes I am mummy.” You cooed, kissing her cheek. She just babbled out a ‘yeah am.” Trent reached around and tickled her stomach only drawing out more laughs. “Good girl! Want to have the same surname as mummy or no?” You asked Teddy. You’re not sure she understood the question because she shook her head ‘no’ which you tried to not take personally.

“Yeah, we want mama to be an Alexander Arnold too. C’mon, let’s go my beautiful girls.” Trent cooed, moving his hand to the small of your back to guide you. “You look beautiful. Officially mine, yeah?” He whispered in your ear as you kept your focus on Teddy. You turned back to him though hearing his compliment and question. 

“Always was just signing a piece of paper, T.” You giggled trying to downplay what you were doing. If you thought about it too much you were sure you would get anxious. The closer and closer you got to having to walk down the aisle the more and more nervous you were becoming. . 

“Wow, way to make such an exciting thing sound absolutely dead. Sheesh, baby.” Trent laughed as you began to get in the car. 

“Sorry sorry. No, of course, it’s exciting.” You placed your hand on his thigh as he started to drive out of your neighborhood. “What do I get being an Alexander-Arnold in Liverpool after this?” You asked with a slight laugh.

“What do you get?!?!” He yelped, whipping his head to look at you. “You get me? What are you on about?” Trent asked as he impatiently waited with his eyes wide. 

“Yeah but like do I now not get traffic tickets, do I not have to pay for things?” You teased him with a smug smirk and a giggle. He rolled his eyes. 

“None of that is happening…” He lied to you. It happened to him all the time. You raised your eyebrows waiting for the truth. “Okay, it has in the past.” He got out fairly disgruntled having to admit the truth. “If you’re with me though you never have to worry about a thing and you know that.” He squeezed your hand resting on his thigh. 

“I know that. Thank you for taking care of me, baby.” You twisted your hand in his and brought them both back to your lips. You kissed the back of his hand a couple times. 

“Signed and sealed on that after this. No turning back.” He laughed, turning to you a little at a traffic light before your destination. 

“I’m okay with that.” You laced your fingers with his a little tighter. “George is coming, right? Like we’re actually doing this? You want to do this?” You asked Trent as your anxiety began to wash over you again. 

“Yes, baby.” He laughed a little more. “We’re doing this… I’m marrying you and you need to get on board because we’re here and you’ve got about 5 minutes to change your mind.” Trent rambled on as he parked the car. You shook your head at his dramatics. “Nah,  nevermind, you don’t get to decide anymore. If you strung me along this long. I’m just carrying you in. C’mon Ted,  help me get mummy inside.” Trent teased about dragging you in. Teddy’s face lit up when he turned to her. He opened his door and came around to get her out of her car seat.  “Can you believe that? Mummy wants something more than sharing a surname with me and you. Ridiculous. Trying to change her mind about marrying me.” He mumbled just to Teddy carrying her around to you. 

“I’d never in a million years change my mind. Isn’t dada so silly, Ted?” You cooed, fixing the cute dress she was in. Trent shook his head disapproving of you saying he’s silly. Teddy let out a ‘dada’ squeal grabbing around his neck smushing herself to him. Not ever being close enough to Trent, a feeling you knew all too well. Trent couldn’t hold his offended face hearing and seeing her reach out to him. His lips pulled into a sweet smile before he kissed her cheek.  You went inside the building and you did just what Trent said, signed and sealed your government approved marriage certificate. 

“Say congrats mummy and daddy.” George cooed holding Teddy as the four of you left the offices. Teddy got out something along the lines or ‘Graps mama dada.’ “It was a good go. Next time.” George laughed kissing her cheek. “Congrats mate. What a fucking whirlwind. You met on a street corner… like bro you know how mad that is that you just married her? You married her!” George emphasized giving Trent a hug with his free arms then gripping his shoulder shaking him back and forth. You had stepped away quickly to pop to the bathroom before you all left.  You and Trent had agreed that you wanted George to come and be your witness for the marriage for a number of reasons but mostly because you didn’t want to have to pick between siblings or parents and you didn’t want to invite 10 people to this either. You were sighing a piece of paper. It wasn’t all that exciting. 

“Yeah, mate… that was the plan.” Trent laughed, removing George’s hand from him. You came back and took Teddy from George. 

“Home?” You asked Trent leaning your head on his shoulder. 

“Home, baby.” He confirmed kissing your temple. 

“Thank you, George. I don’t think the city recognizes a two year old as a witness so we appreciate it, really.” You cooed with a smile smoothing Teddy’s dress for her as she kicked her legs back and forth admiring her little gold sandals. 

“Love you both.” George gave you a hug. “I’m really happy you met. It’s been wild but this has been really amazing, honest. As much shit as we give you two, it’s really nice.” He admitted a bit softer of a sentiment than he probably cared to admit.

“Weird right?” You giggled looking at Trent. You sat out at a table on your patio in the back garden under fairy lights later that night. You held his hand across the table thinking how insane this all was. Just like George had expressed to Trent, you met on a street corner… that was nuts.

“Were you expecting some big change after we came home?” He asked you with a smirk brushing his thumb over the back of your hand.

“No.” You shyly looked away although maybe you did think that. “I don’t know, like legally you can’t leave me. It’s crazy.”  You cooed with a cheeky smile. It felt bizarre that in one fell swoop you had left the house and returned with a husband. 

“Baby... I wasn’t planning on leaving. Get that through your pretty little head, please.” Trent knocked on your head with his fist gently. You rolled your eyes. “What do you think of being my wife so far?” He asked you with a childish grin. 

“It’s only been a few hours or so but no complaints so far. I think I’ll keep you around.” You cheekily responded with giggle. He stood up and moved over to come sit next to you. He picked you up and sat down pulling you back down to sit in his lap.

“No complaints? Wow so I’m a great husband then, yeah?” He laughed in the most beautiful way. You slipped your arms around him and rested your head on his shoulder tucking your face into his neck.

“The best husband, the best daddy, the best footballer, my best boy in the whole world, baby.”  You whispered to him into his warm skin. He brushed some of your hair that had fallen behind your ear.

“I love you more than anything in the entire world.” He kissed your forehead. “Can’t believe I got so lucky to have a girl like you become my wife. I’ve loved every second we’ve had together and I can’t wait to have the rest of our lives together. I want everyday with you and our Teddy girl.” He cooed. You picked your head up and held his face in your hands. You kissed his perfect pout. 

“She doesn’t stop talking now and she doesn’t even know how to talk.” You overheard Marcel ranting to Trent about Teddy in your kitchen as you came downstairs from putting her down for her nap.   

“She does know how to!” You interrupted them to correct his incorrect statement. 

“I mean… Y/N be real here. She is just making sounds at this point and yet she looks at me like I’m dumb for not understanding her. All day I’m like what are you saying to meee.” He groaned. Trent shook his head just listening to Marcel babble on, most likely just ignoring him. 

“That’s how I feel with you all.” You joked teasing them for their very thick accents. 

“That’s very rude.” Trent furrowed his brow. “She is deffo a yapper though. Ted just likes to talk, I’m down, I think it’s cute.” He continued on clarifying.  

“I wonder where she gets it from?” You asked sarcastically. You raised your eyebrows with a cheeky smile. Trent caught it but chose to ignore your comment. “But stop…She’s perfect in every way.” You snapped, turning to Marcel. 

“I never said she wasn’t perfect!” He held up his hands in innocence. Looking at you moving towards Trent in shock he was being accused of saying Teddy was anything but. 

“She is perfect. Perfection personified.” Trent joined in piling on as if Marcel had said something completely offensive. He, in fact, did not. 

“I miss when I was your perfect girl.” You whispered, slipping your hands around Trent’s waist, leaning your head onto his shoulder from behind. 

“You are my perfect girl. She only is because you made her, yeah?” Trent whispered, turning his head to you kissing your cheek. “Love you baby.” He spoke at a more normal volume. Marcel rolled his eyes.

 

A thunderstorm crashed down. Big bolts of lightening lit up the sky, the rain seemed to be never ending, the sounds of thunder boomed and Teddy was terrified. One particularly loud noise and gust of wind pushing the trees to rustle against the house had her running up off the carpet of your living room to Trent immediately in tears. 

“Dada!!!” She yelled as her tears spilled over. She moved around the coffee table and scrambled to grab him. She jumped on his leg immediately trying to crawl up. He helped, picking her up. Trent held her tight to his chest as he tried to calm her down. He kissed her hair keeping his lips to her, shushing her as he rubbed her back.

“It’s only wawa, I promise. C’mere baby.” Trent cooed gently after a while of holding her and minimal calmness coming over her. He got up with her and walked to the big glass doors that looked out to your back garden. He sat on the floor and plopped her on his lap. Another thunderous noise rang through the house and she clung to him again crying. “Ted...” he tried not to laugh. “Look, baby.” He pointed to the splashing puddles on the patio stone outside the glass door “It’s just wawa. You’re okay.” He cooed. They sat there for a while embraced. Teddy squeezing him a little tighter every time she heard the thunder but bravely watched the puddles regardless. 

“I’m scared too.” You giggled cheekily and cuddled up to him sitting down on the floor beside them. He gave you a sly smile with a disapproving shake of the head. He pulled you into him with his free arm regardless. He kissed your temple as you brushed your hand over Teddy's hair pushing her curls away from her face. 

“Wawa mama.” she pointed outside to show you. You kissed Trent’s cheek and smiled at her. 

“Oh okay. So it’s not scary, huh?” You cooed looking at her with a pouty smile. It was so cute she was trying to explain something she had just learned. 

“Nah, it’s okay. Right, Ted? Such a brave girl for daddy.” He held her chubby little body close to his chest as she wrapped her arms around his neck eager to be close to him justtt in case another too scary thunder happened. 

“Sleepy.” She cuddled into Trent before she let out a yawn.

“Yeah, daddy’s brave girl is probably tired. I think it’s time for sleep, Teddy bear.” You peeled her off him. You both said a long goodnight to her before you brought her upstairs and put her down for bed. Trent got up with you but moved to the cinema and waited for you to come back down. Teddy took awhile to get down because of the rain but you eventually got there. 

“Hi.” You sleepily whispered entering the cinema. “Can I have a cuddle please.” You crawled on top of Trent before he could even answer. He eventually hummed and kissed your head. Your ass was hanging out of your tiny shorts as you moved yourself atop him. He kneaded your ass cheek as you shuffled trying to get settled in further on his chest. 

“Came in here just to distract me, huh? C’mere.” He helped you a little, pulling you directly on top of him. Then to your displeasure he slapped your exposed ass. 

“Ow T!! No!” You whined. “I wanted soft, mushy, lovey T not this.” You complained with a pout trying to wiggle away now. You were not in the mood for cheeky Trent. You were tired after it took so long to get Teddy to sleep and you just wanted to cuddle with him. 

“Only you get to have both.” He cooed with a slight laugh wrapping his arms around you keeping you fixed on top of him despite your efforts to get away. 

“I don’t want both.” You whimpered, speaking into his shirt, accepting your fate.

“Alright alright. I’m sorry, baby. I love you.” He cooed kissing your cheek. You gave a sarcastic humph. “I was thinking about you, ya know?” He cooed and you hummed interested but still mildly annoyed he wasn’t being as gentle as you wanted. “If we have another kid…” he began talking. 

“When, baby. It’s when.” You corrected him. There had been some unspoken tension surrounding that topic and what was going to happen there. Trent didn’t want to ever pressure you and definitely didn’t want to be the one to inflect any more troubles on you but he smiled and kissed your head hearing your correction.. 

“I really think you’re the most amazing mum. Sometimes I see with her and I’m just awestruck by how natural it comes to you. I hope Teddy knows I’m trying my best.” He smiled and you pouted at him for a different reason. 

“Thanks T… I mean it takes work for me as well like you know me accepting messes are not coming naturally.” You giggled and so did he as he kissed the bridge of your nose. “You’re a very good daddy to her though, just the best.” You softly spoke looking at him, inspecting the cluster of freckles on his cheek beneath his eye. 

“I like being a girl dad, you know?” he cooed with another kiss, brushing his thumb over your cheek. You dropped your head and nuzzled into him.  

“Really?” You giggled a little. You kissed his neck and held him a little tighter. You loved hearing that from him.

“Yeah think I’m good at it.” He boasted proudly. You always remember when you found out when you were having a girl asking Trent if that was okay. Not like you could change it but you were nervous.  

“You’re good at everything.” You concurred with him cheekily but honestly you felt like you could cry. Knowing he liked being a girl dad, knowing how good he was as a girl dad made you want to just cry how cute it all was. You knew he would be a good dad but seeing it everyday made you melt. 

“Think so?” He sarcastically asked. You slapped at his chest cutting your emotional moment. He knew the answer, of course. “You doing okay, baby?” He cooed. You nodded silently just loving being in his arms. You just settled in a comfortable silence. 

“Golf…” Almost an hour passed when you finally spoke again. Trent hummed not understanding what you were talking about.  “Golf… poor. You’re no good at that.” You said it without breaking a smile.  

“Nah…” he disagreed with you. You picked up your head to look at him questionably ready to remind him of an outing with your dad once. “Alright alright, you got me. Girl dad though?” He asked with a devastating smile flashing back at you.

“Very good. Very” You paused giving him a kiss. “Very good.” You cooed kissing him once more.  

“I think you’re the best kisser in the world.” He hummed with another beautiful smile. 

“Who are you exactly comparing me too?” You asked him with a raised brow. “You told me I was the best. I thought I was the only one you wanted to remember.” You sat up a little in a joking huff. 

“You’re funny but nah, I’m just making an assumption. You’re the best kisser in the world, the most beautiful girl in the world, best mummy in the world.” He hummed kissing you again.

“Anything else?” You asked with a giggle. He shook his head and grabbed your face pulling you in for another kiss without an answer.

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Next part - Chapter 24 xx

[jymwahuwu]

Cloud Knight!darling makes a bet with their fellow cloud knight friends that if someone in their group gets a high profile partner, they have to get married and have kids first😆😂

TADA! Darling gets 😱 General Jing Yuan?! And shockingly the exiled Blade! What luck to get TWO matches?! Unaware of the General's gaze on you (from behind you), you shrug it off and turn around to tell your friends that it's a pipe dream-

Uh oh- The general is standing behind you🧍‍♂️and wraps his arm around your waist to tell you that it's ok, you'll be given time to accept the match... But he didn't tell you that you're relieved of your job to serve him and be his little precious housewife nor the fact that he's requested for Blade to come back so you three could have a tiny wedding... With a small bump on your tummy of course🥰

-💦anon (that's constantly horn knee for blade and Jing yuan, I mean who wouldn't 😔)

Your brain has so many interesting ideas!! I LOVE THIS!! Would be freaking out and be so happy 🤣😳😳❤️‍🔥Think this matching service could be more dystopian, ostensibly consensual, but actually forced marriage...

CW: yandere, forced marriage, kind of dystopian

"Oh come on. What's so special about that matching service? I'm sure they'll match me with someone who doesn't even know how to fight."

"Huh? If not?"

"Hmph, getting married and having a baby? okay. Anyway, I'm of the marriageable age in Xianzhou."

Luofu recently arranged for people to go to a matching service to increase the proportion of the married population (loneliness in the universe is already one of the afflictions of long-lived species)… even though you are part of the army is no exception. You fold your arms, discussing the service with your cloud knight companions, curling your lips indifferently. You guys bet that if one of you is lucky enough to find a high profile partner, get married and have a baby first.

A few days later, you receive an electronic report on your phone and walk over to your companion. You were joking and clicked on the results together.

Matching Result: Jing Yuan, Blade (Warning: This person is wanted by Xianzhou. For your safety, the result has been backed up to Seat of Divine Foresight) Suitability for Marriage: 90% Suitability for Reproduction: 95% The results are based on rigorous scientific analysis, as detailed below: … *The system has automatically sent your information to your matching partner(s). We wish you happiness and look forward to seeing you get married soon!*

You opened your mouth slightly, and a big "?" appeared on the top of your head. You swipe the screen with your fingers, and checked it several times before you realized that it was not the person with the same name as General Jing Yuan, but the real General Jing Yuan… And that Blade you saw on the wanted poster? This is your matching result? And why can this service invade your privacy and automatically send your information to them? Too much confusion fills your mind.

Okay, this must be a pipe dream. You shrug and turn your head away, planning to tell your friend that you're going to ignore this.

Something is gently placed on your waist, it is a hand. Your back shivered from the close contact, and you let out a little scream, and turned around to find that it was…General Jing Yuan!?!? Jing Yuan was amused by your reaction, squinting his eyes, and Say hello to you. Cloud Knight's friends were petrified.

"It's okay," the general said softly. "I will give you time to accept the matching result. By the way, I have already booked the venue and date, for the wedding, you know. And Blade, he also expressed his willingness to return to Xianzhou."

"What-what?" Your mind is in turmoil.

Under the gaze of everyone, Jing Yuan kissed your forehead and left in a good mood. "I'll be visiting your house tonight, darling."

As for Blade, he is returning to Xianzhou from somewhere in space, and is checking your profile. Kafka is encouraging him and telling him what to pay attention to when meeting his future partner. Silver Wolf is telling him that he can refer to visual novels 💀

[spideyhexx]

I bet Sejanus stops at nothing to get his dick wet tbh im def not projecting

“I’m on my period” “okay??” “I’m tired” “I’ll do all the work!” “I’m busy with essays” “i can help you write them!”

He also definitely lets you snuggle up into him after working hard all day, slowly letting his hand trail down your abdomen as he shushes you with kisses!!

-💋

don't have much to add cause now my tummy hurts for no reason and I'm tired but

mdni; fem!reader

you're so right, but it would never be about just him. Sure, he'd love to get his dick wet and get pleasure from you and not just his hand, but Sejanus loves knowing you're feeling just as good, he's doing it for you too. And also, the things you'd say to him as a reason why you can't get on his dick would always be half-assed reasons, reasons you knew didn't matter that much to you in the long run because you would want him just as badly.

And the times you really couldn't give in to your and Sej's desires, he'd sit idly by, helping if you needed it or simply just existing there by your side until you could cuddle close to him :)

that last thing you wrote is an attack on me btw since I mentioned it and he really would just be giving you the sweetest, most sensual kisses as his hand plays with your chest first before moving lower, mumbling his, 'good girl,' and 'my pretty girl,' phrases.

Also, he's the type to cup your pussy and be like, "do you think you want my fingers or is it wet here for no reason?" And then he'd giggle at his own joke.

let's chat about sej, here :)

[berylcups]

La Squadra x Reader: Stop teasing me!

CW: suggestive content, pervy behavior

Notes: finally got some inspo squeezed out! 😅 now fyi the actions of the boys here are only acting as if you are their S/O. They know better than to be grabby towards coworkers- because that’s ✨ harassment ✨ hope you enjoy 💜 beryl

Risotto

This leader likes to tease. You think he wouldn’t but look at how much he teased Doppio when he was trying to kill him. You definitely getting teased. 😭

He likes to take one of his belts and cracks it to make a loud snap sound to make you jump. It never fails to make him chuckle.

“What do you think it would be like if I tied you down and spanked you with one of these?” He smirked.

“Noooooo that’s gonna hurt like hell! Don’t do it~!”

Whining just adds fuel to his fire.

“I bet it would hurt. I’m sure it would leave a good mark on your ass.” He chucked as he snapped it again.

He won’t really do it. 😅 unless you really REALLY want to.

He also likes to go invisible and sneak up near you and just lightly touch your arm and mimic like a spider's movement until you freak out and slap where you felt the tickle only to feel an invisible monstrous hand.

“Damn it Risotto! Don’t scare me like that!” You hissed.

“Heheheh sorry.” He chuckles. …he’s not sorry. But you know that already 😅

Formaggio

Ass or no ass, he’s gonna smack it every time. He always has an excuse to have you bent over to have yourself vulnerable for a spanking. This short king is gonna purposely drop stuff and ask you to pick it up so he has access to your poor ass 😭

“Hey baby, I dropped my wallet under the coffee table. Can you be a doll and pick it up for me?”

“My anaconda don’t want none unless you got buns hun!” He laughed as he smacked your ass like a bongo drum.

He plays your ass like the drums. Feel free to fart on him to get him to stop. ✋ 🛑 …well it might just make him laugh more probably-he’s definitely not prudish 😅

Illuso

The king of teasing. He so rude 😭

He likes to take whatever you're focused on like a magazine, cell phone, or a game boy right out of your hands and hold it up so you can’t get it back. He’s gonna make you jump and beg for it. If you have a chest/pecs he’s gonna look disrespectfully as you feebly jump up to grab your stuff back.

“Oh~! You’re so close! Just a little higher! Keep jumping Y/N!”

He also likes to jump scare you anytime you’re near a mirror. He’ll grab you by the shoulders and yell “gotcha!!!” and laugh like an evil asshole while dragging you into the mirror realm to give you a shit ton of kisses…and if you allow him, to go further 👀(this is his way of making up for jumpscaring you 😅)

Pesci

This boy is just too sweet to tease. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t try!

He pretends like he’s going in to kiss you and then end up kissing your cheek and blows on it making a raspberry. 😂

He’s a tummy lover so he’s gonna pin you down so you can’t squirm your way out of a belly raspberry. I think fart noises are funny to him lmao- just don’t fart for real 😳 he doesn’t judge-he just doesn’t want to accidentally embarrass you!

Prosciutto

He doesn’t look like a teaser but he is. Don’t let his no nonsense attitude fool you. He likes to come up next to you and snap your bra straps(if you wear them), your not safe even if you don’t have boobs… he likes to hook a finger under the waistband of your underwear and snap it hard 😫 …stockings and garter belts aren’t safe either! He has big shit eating grin on his face too when you whine and scowl at him over it.

“Heh calm down Y/N. It doesn’t sting THAT bad. If you're gonna act like a brat I can give you something to really cry about.” He smirks.

Melone

This butthole loves to ruin the mood by telling you cursed things about the human body.

“Did you know that the skin on your lips and the skin on your anus is the same type of skin?”

“MEL STOP 🛑 ✋ “

“If we kissed right now we’d make one long tube from asshole to asshole… that’s kinda romantic if you think about it.”

“FUCKING STOP!!!”

“They make molds of your asshole for Valentine’s Day chocolates … would it be romantic of me to make you some of mine? …can I get some of yours too..?”

“MELONE!!! SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH!!!”

If you start hitting him out of disgust he’s just gonna moan fakely like a pornstar.

💜“Oh yes~! Hit me harder Zaddy/Zommy! Ooooh~! Give it to me good~!” 💜

Everyone in the entire building is going to hear him act like a complete whore. Keep that Hand strong and tell that slut to behave himself! 😤

Ghiaccio

This dick is a massive teaser. He’ll take every word you say wrong and say it’s one of your Y/N-isms.

“Pfft did you really just say pasketti?! Don’t you mean SPAGHETTI??? That's going into the book of Y/N-isms.”

“NYUHG KI??? You sound like you are trying to vomit! It’s gnocchi!” He’s gripping his sides from laughter, you might make him sick himself from laughing so hard!

He doesn’t mean any ill will by it. He secretly thinks it’s cute when you say words wrong whether you do it on purpose or not.

A couple of his favorite words you say is:

Bong gee or no - Buon Giorno

Fuuuuuuuuusili - Fusilli

Nayro dee saypee uh - Nero Di Sepia

EXpresso- espresso

Brew SHIT uh - Bruschetta (this one kills him the most because you didn’t use the “sk” sound 😂)

Another thing he likes to do is just plain evil… he makes his hands extra cold and grabs you with them to make you jump. He can’t stop laughing when your whining and begging for him to stop grabbing you with his icy hands 🙌 …he always makes a beeline towards your chest and grabs. Yes. Under the shirt. He’s an evil little man 👀

[ahgasegotarmy116]

Hie hie hie!

I had a just take it req (if you are taking any now)

I wanted a real real sweeet the fluffiest fluff of how jk interacts with baby while still in the tummy 😭.

Like talking to the baby bump.

It would mean alot to me!

Thankyouu😭🩷

Haha hieee

Yeah I'm always taking requests for all of my stories! It just depends on how long it takes me to get back to them lol 😅

Okay okay lemme see what I can do 🤭

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"Come on Honey, the baby doesn't come for another two months. I'm sure we'll finish up the nursery with plenty of time to spare" Jungkook says while he watches me pace back and forth, trying to figure out where I want everything and measuring all around to make sure that it'll fit.

"I know but I really want to get this done now so I won't have to worry about it anymore" I say, looking at all the boxes that we've had in here for the past few months.

"Can you at least take a break? Watching you run around this room all day is making me tired so I could only imagine how exhausted you are" he says, his eyes going wide when he see me try to pick up something a little heavier than I should be carrying and rushes to grab it.

"Everything would be finished sooner if you helped me out" I mumble and he rolls his eyes, placing the box where I wordlessly ask him to. "I've asked you if you wanted my help about four times today and you told me if I asked you again you would make me sleep on the couch for the next three day" he says, crossing his arms and cocking a brow at me.

I quite any comebacks I might've had and laugh awkwardly, "Right I uh, I forgot about that" I say sheepishly scratching the top of my head.

He walks over to me and cradles my face in his hands, placing a chased kiss on my lips, making me melt into him. "You wanna take a nap with me?" he whispers against my lips and I smile, nodding my head and holding out my hand so he can lead me to our room.

He helps me down since it's gotten harder and harder for me to do simple movements that I used to take for granted but he makes sure to take care of everything I need even when it comes to little things like this.

"Thank you Honey" I say and he leans down to give me a kiss before rounding the bed to get on his side.

Once he's laid down next to me I expect him to turn this little nap he offered into something else but he decides to lay his head on my chest and place a hand on my belly.

"What are you doing?" I giggle and he shushes me playfully. "Can't you see I'm trying to have a meeting with our baby?" he says and I don't take offense since I love it when he does this so I just run my fingers through his hair while he does as he pleases.

"You know Mommy has been working day and night to get your nursery ready right? That's why your cozy little place in there has been moving all over the place today" I laugh at his cute little daily update with them, it's always my favorite part of the day.

"I told her to take it easy but she won't listen to me" he whispers and I wack him lightly on the shoulder and he flinches as if I had hurt him.

"See, you feel that? I try to tell her to rest and take care of herself and this is the thanks I get? I think you've been giving Mommy too many hormones lately" he teases and I roll my eyes but go back to playing with his hair.

"Mommy keeps telling me that she thinks you're a boy but I think you're a girl. We wanted them to tell us at first but we thought it would be even more special if we found out when you got here" he says and I get even more excited, remembering our little promise to each other.

"Between you and me..." he says, lowering his voice a bit and I hold my breath so I can hear this next part. "I secretly hope you're a boy because I have a bet going with your aunt but don't tell Mommy" he whispers right against my tummy as if that would muffle his words enough.

"You guys made a bet?" I scold him, "I told you not to tell her!" he whispers, playfully scolding the baby in turn as if he wasn't the one that blew his own cover. "Well I wanted to show solidarity with you so I made a bet that we were having a boy but your sister is convinced we're having a girl".

"That logic doesn't even make sense" I say and he laughs as if it was completely logical. "Well this way I'll win either way" he says as if that explains everything, turning his head to now face me, practically smothering himself in my boobs since I'm carrying so high still but he's not complaining.

When he sees that my face is still scrunched up in confusion he sighs and explains himself. "Well if it's a girl then I'll have to pay your sister but I'll still be right since I really think she's gonna be a girl. But then on the other hand if it's a boy then I win the bet and get to support you and your intuition" he says as if his logic wasn't ridiculous.

"Whatever you say Daddy" I tease, leaving him with his face all scrunched up, trying to decide on what he's gonna do next.

"Nope" he says and turns his head back towards my bump. "What do you mean 'Nope'?" I ask, surprised that he's not taking the bait. "I've gotta get used to you calling me 'Daddy' in front of the baby now so I'm practicing self control" he says and I scoff in disbelief.

"I got her back for hitting me" he whispers back to the baby and I huff before trying to sit up. He moves faster than me and switches to hovering over me, keeping me there in protest. "Why are you leaving me?" he asks, clearly offended that I would even think about getting out of bed.

"You promised me a nap" I say and he laughs, "You can nap". "Not like this" I say, referring to not only what he was doing but also the position I was in. "Oh...right" he says and sits back, his head drooping.

"Plus I thought you meant...something else" I say and he chuckles before looking back up at me. "Oh so you wanted a spicy nap huh?" he says, teasing me with the ridiculous term he's coined.

"Why do you always have to call it that?" I whine, placing my hands over my face so I can hide my embarrassment. "Because I love watching the way you react to it" he says while hovering over me again, kissing my neck making me let out a shuddering breath but he stops as quickly as he starts and I scowl at him.

"What are you doing? I ask and he looks down at me with a teasing smile. "Didn't you say you wanted to get the nursery done today?" he points out and I huff, knowing that I should probably get back to that.

"We'll have more spicy time before bed" he reassures me and gets up so he can start helping me up as well. "You're no fun" I slouch and he caresses my face again, placing a kiss on my forehead.

"You gonna let me help you now?" he questions and I nod, dropping my resolve in wanting to accomplish it on my own.

"Come on, the sooner we finish it the sooner we can finish what we started" he says as he watches me walk out, checking me out before slapping my ass, making me yelp.

"What was that for?" I whine and he laughs and rubs the area as a fake excuse to comfort me when all he wants is to grab my ass. "That was for teasing me earlier" he smirks and I roll my eyes at him, "Come on let's just go" I say and I let him walk into the nursery first, slapping his ass as he does.

"Did you just...?" he says in disbelief and I smirk back getting exactly the reaction I wanted. "Yeah, so what? What are you gonna do about it?" I taunt and he chuckles walking up to me and places a hand on my belly.

"Just wait until we get this baby out of you Bunny" he taunts and my teasing nature dissipates, knowing exactly what he means.

He smiles at me, satisfied with my reaction and turns back to the nursery to assess what needs to be done while I'm left standing in the doorway, visions of what he might do to me flooding my mind and he call out to me to break me out of it.

"You gonna help me?" he asks and I clear my throat and shake my head. "On second thought I might actually need that nap you mentioned earlier" I say and he laughs.

"Okay Bun well go lay down and wait for me while I finish this up" he says and when I try to protest he cuts me off. "Bed" he finishes leaving me sighing and doing as he says but by the time he's finished with the project he took on in the nursery I'm already fast asleep.

He smiles and gets in bed, cuddling up next to me and leans down to quickly say a little hello to the baby and to tell them to let Mommy rest for a bit and then settles in behind me, spooning me and holding me close.

These are the moments I live for. Just our little family of three, cuddled up and in perfect harmony. "I love you" he whispers in my ear before he settles down for our very well deserved nap.

"Love you" I mumble having stirred awake a bit. He chuckles and places a kiss on my shoulder before slowing his breath in sync with mine and soon we're both fast asleep, dreaming about our little one.

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I hope that was fluffy enough for you hehe please let me know what you think! 💜

[xsleepinggoodx]

Hi hi! Could I request some f!reader x souya/angry fluff? Like how he would react to f!reader being pregnant with his child. I personally think that Souya would be very nervous about the pregnancy, while also being insanely protective of f!reader when she is pregnant.

Like souya would be more worried about the pregnancy than f!reader. And if or when souya finds out that f!reader is having twins or triplets, his anxiety would definitely go through the roof.

You don't have to do this if you want to or don't have the time for it, I don't mind. I hope you're having a nice day/night and remember to look after yourself!

-🌧 anon

My first request😭💕

Thank you so much anon! This request is so freaking cute!!!

I hope you enjoy this and thank you for requesting me! Have a lovely day! ♡

I love angry sm☺️

WARNINGS: fluff. Reader is female. She/her pronouns. Pregnancy, Souya being the greenest flag ever.

I was listening to this song while writing this so feel free to listen to it too!

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When you revealed to Souya that you’re pregnant, he cried tears of joy.

He was so excited that you and him were gonna have a cute family together and spammed messages to everyone in toman that you, his precious wife was pregnant.

Of course he was very nervous and insisted that he does everything for you. He even asked Nahoya to give him break days from their ramen shop to stay at home and be with you. Making sure you’re safe and happy.

Don’t ever think you can even wash a dish in your home with Souya around, as soon as he sees you’re done with your food he takes it and washes it, acting like a complete housewife💀with his apron on too😭

He always offers to give you massages or offers you back scratches. If you ask, he’s already behind you, caressing your back. Even though his face is still his usual angry expression, all he can think about is how lucky and excited he is to have such a beautiful wife who’s pregnant. He can’t stop thinking of all the baby clothes he gets to see on his child and how your baby will look like a mini version of both of you.

Speaking of baby clothes, he will online shop with you😭💕 both of you picking clothes for boy or girl (even if you don’t know the gender yet) he doesn’t care, as long as a child is born, he’s happy.

He is gonna tend to all your pregnancy cravings as well. No matter how bizarre or odd they are, he’ll even try them with you and you’ll both rate in 1-10😭.

If you’re having twins, he’s even more concerned for your pain and safety, he promises he’s gonna be with you through all the hard stress and pain. If you’ve happened to have morning sickness, he’ll provide everything for you. A heating pad, warm fluffy blankets, medicine, you name it. If you need to throw up, he’ll safely guide you to the bathroom and hold your hair up for you, caressing your back and comforting you with his words.

Souya will definitely be more worried than you are, especially if you’re having twins, or triplets. He’s always gonna ask you if you’re okay or need anything from him.

I also think he’s gonna make you his best recipe soups and give them to you. Always happy to make you comfortable and loved in your pregnancy.

If you feel unattractive during your pregnancy, he’s not taking any of that! You’re carrying a whole baby in your tummy! Two!! Or three!! How do you not feel like the most beautiful important woman in his life. He will reassure you and call you beautiful when you least expect it.

When your water will break, he rushes you to the hospital and will be with you every step of the way,

I bet you’ll just be patiently waiting for the baby to arrive, playing games on your phone or you brought your Nintendo to play on, while he’s just flabbergasted at how calm you are.

He loves you and can’t wait to enter this new chapter of life with you. If you ask him to be with you during the birth, he’ll hold your hand, kiss you, comfort you, distract you from the pain. He’ll encourage you and fill your mind with how strong and beautiful you are, even after you give birth.

If you’ve asked to have him outside the room as you’re giving birth, he’ll walk around in worry and distress, just praying for you and the baby to live.

When the baby is born, clean and sleeping soundly, he’s so happy and completely attacks you with kisses. Telling you how grateful he is to have you. Takes pictures of the baby and sends them to Toman, telling you every wish and compliment you’ve received.

Will ask Nahoya to bring soup and food for you after birth.

If your child is a girl, he will spoil the heck out of her, buying her toys, clothes, etc. she’ll be his little girl and he couldn’t be more happier to be living a life with his two precious girls.

If your child is a boy, he’ll also spoil him, and buy him whatever he wants. Pretending to teach him how to fight like him. I also imagine that he wouldn’t want his child to participate in gangs like he did. So he’d keep his gang life stories from your son until he’s mature enough to hear them and not want to join.

Regardless of the gender of the baby, he’ll love it and you so much and will swear on his life to protect you both, he will always adore you no matter what.

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Thank you so much again for requesting anon. I really hope you liked this as much as I had fun writing it.

If I keep getting more requests, I will open them so anyone can ask me to write.

I don’t know how to do those fancy things of ‘all rights reserved’ or whatever so please don’t copy my work guys! Please🤠

Bye y’all💕🌹