#bikerboys

[daniel13sworld]

Genere: Darkromance, Thriller, mistery.

Autore: Penelope Douglas.

Spicy: 5/5.

Titolo: Corrupt.

Anno edizione:2023

Pagine: 448.

Note: Il libro in se mi �� piaciuto molto, lo spicy è descritto alla perfezione; Devo ammettere che non sono i miei personaggi preferiti della devil's night, però questo è uno dei miglior libri in base alla scrittura.

Voto: 4/5.

Personaggi: Erika Fane, Michael Crist. Secondari: Damon Torrance, Kai Mori, Will Grayson.

Trama: “Si chiama Michael Crist. È il fratello maggiore del mio ragazzo ed è come quei film dell'orrore che guardi coprendoti gli occhi. È bellissimo, forte, e assolutamente terrificante. Non mi vede neppure. Ma io l'ho notato. L'ho visto, l'ho sentito. Le cose che ha fatto, i misfatti che ha nascosto. E non so quanto ancora riuscirò a tenere segrete le cose che gli ho visto fare.

Si chiama Erika Fané, ma tutti la chiamano Rika. È la ragazza di mio fratello ed è sempre in giro per casa nostra, sempre a cena con noi. Riesco sempre a percepire la sua paura, e anche se non possiedo il suo corpo, so di avere la sua mente. È l'unica cosa che voglio. Almeno finché non andrà da sola al college. Nella mia città. Indifesa. L'occasione è incredibilmente allettante. Perché tre anni fa per colpa sua alcuni miei amici sono finiti in prigione, e ora sono usciti. Abbiamo aspettato. Siamo stati pazienti. E ora tutti i suoi incubi stanno per avverarsi.”

[martinscoresdaisy]

Battersea Rockers enjoyed a nice ride and great day out Brighton Ace Cafe Bike run

Just ignore the push bike! 😂

[pankowcrumbs]

Papaya Dancing X Lando Norris

Authors note: I Saw this and couldn't not picture Lando doing this so enjoy 🩵

The sun was blazing, the perfect setting for what was shaping up to be one of the most bizarre yet brilliant days of my life. I was on set for the music video of my new single, “Drive Me Crazy,” which was all about wild summer nights and unapologetic fun. The concept? A mix of glamour, chaos, and just the right amount of ridiculousness. The centrepiece of the video? A driver, shirtless, in a car wash, dancing with a papaya-coloured McLaren and spraying himself with soap and water.

To top it off, the driver would be wearing a papaya McLaren F1 helmet, leaving the identity a complete mystery. Well, a mystery to everyone except me, of course.

Lando Norris, my not-so-secret boyfriend, had enthusiastically agreed to the role after I jokingly pitched the idea during a late-night conversation. “I’ll do it,” he’d said, grinning mischievously. “Only if I get to keep the helmet and embarrass myself as much as possible.”

True to his word, he showed up on set, helmet in hand and ready to throw himself into the absurdity of it all.

The cameras rolled as Lando leaned casually against the McLaren, the papaya paint gleaming under the studio lights. The scene began with him washing the car in slow motion, shirtless, suds dripping off his torso in the most exaggerated way possible. By the time the music hit the chorus, he was full-on dancing, spraying soap and water everywhere, even slipping at one point and laughing so hard the crew had to pause filming.

“Lando,” I called out between takes, trying to stifle my own laughter. “You’re supposed to make it look sexy, not like you’re in a comedy sketch.”

He lifted the helmet slightly so I could see his face, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “This is sexy,” he said, puffing out his chest dramatically before spinning on his heel and doing a ridiculous shimmy.

The crew was in stitches, and honestly, so was I. His carefree attitude was infectious, and it made the entire shoot feel like a chaotic party rather than work.

When the music video finally dropped a few weeks later, the internet exploded. Fans flooded the comments section with theories about the mystery driver. The papaya helmet and McLaren car were obvious clues, and within hours, Lando’s name was trending.

“Guys, it has to be Lando Norris!” one fan tweeted, attaching side-by-side images of Lando at a race and the helmet from the video.

Another chimed in, “If it’s not Lando, I’ll eat my shoe. The McLaren connection is too obvious.”

The speculation reached fever pitch, and neither Lando nor I did anything to quash the rumours. In fact, we found the entire situation hilarious, texting each other screenshots of the wildest fan theories.

But the real bombshell came at the next F1 Grand Prix. I’d always been a fan of the sport, and Lando had invited me to join him for the weekend. This time, though, there’d be no sneaking around, no trying to fly under the radar. We decided it was time to confirm what everyone already suspected.

As we arrived at the paddock, hand in hand, the cameras descended on us like a swarm of bees. Reporters shouted questions, fans cheered, and photographers snapped away. Lando, ever the joker, leaned in and whispered, “Ready to break the internet?”

I smiled up at him, squeezing his hand. “I think we already did.”

The reaction was immediate. Social media lit up like fireworks, with fans reacting in every possible way.

“CONFIRMED: Lando Norris and Y/N are dating, and I’m not okay,” one tweet read.

Another simply said, “This is the crossover I didn’t know I needed.”

During the weekend, I stayed close to Lando, getting a behind-the-scenes look at his world. It was fascinating watching him interact with the team, the focus and determination he had during qualifying, and the way he lit up when he talked about racing.

But my favourite moment came after the race, when we were back in the McLaren hospitality area, away from the chaos. Lando plopped down next to me, still in his race suit, and sighed dramatically.

“So,” he said, smirking, “how does it feel to date the internet’s favourite papaya driver?”

I rolled my eyes, laughing. “I think they’re more obsessed with you than me at this point.”

“Impossible,” he said, leaning over to kiss my temple. “You’re the real star here.”

The rest of the weekend was a whirlwind of excitement, but through it all, Lando and I stuck together, soaking in the surreal experience of sharing this part of our lives so publicly.

By the time we left the Grand Prix, the “Drive Me Crazy” music video had reached record-breaking views, and the internet was buzzing with memes of Lando’s car wash antics. One fan had even photoshopped him onto a shampoo bottle, dubbing it “Papaya Suds by Lando Norris.”

As we boarded the plane home, Lando turned to me with a grin. “So, when’s the next music video? I think I’ve found my true calling.”

I laughed, resting my head on his shoulder. “Let’s just get through this one first, yeah?”

And as the plane took off, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for every absurd, wonderful moment with him. It wasn’t just the racing or the music or even the chaos of the internet’s obsession—it was the way we could laugh through all of it together.

[must4fu]

SLOW DOWN

“Hold on to me, little birdy!”

BIKER BOY AU! In which a biker boy drives you home late at night without slowing down

contents! curse words, fast burn romance, delusions, fantasies

Police sirens were all over the place, speeding cars and speeding motorcycles were all over the place. Catching them one by one, giving them a speed ticket, well except for one.

A man on his motorcycle, speeding away from the cop, giving no fucks about the world.

It was just him and his bike against this cruel universe.

He looked around, hoping to find a convenience store nearby. He gotta admit. He was famished. He was dehydrated. As a biker boy, he’s pretty much an idiot to forgot his own jug.

Sirens was heard behind him again, he rolled his eyes from his eye gear. “For fucks sake” He cursed before revving his motorcycle, speeding away from the cops as fast as he can. The wind gushed against him, the feeling of it made him feel in ecstasy.

He felt free. He felt he was alive again.

“Let’s see if you can catch me” He laughed and revved louder once more, before speeding down without any limit.

“That would be 15 dollars” You said with a smile as the old woman slowly gave you the exact money, you gave her the receipt and immediately bagged her items. “Come again!” You waved the old woman who smiled at you, as the convenience store went silent again.

You let out a sigh and plopped yourself on the chair behind you. Today was exhausting but you were glad that there are no many weird occurrences happened.

“Well… should I go home now?” You muttered and looked up at the clock. “It’s already past 3 am” You let out another sigh before standing up from the chair you were sitting, stretching your arms out as you began packing your things up from the desk.

The bell rang making you look up, and stopped in your trance. You were now staring eye to eye to a masked motorist, with a bloodied arm.

“Good evening, do you need a bandage for that?” You eyed his injury in which he noticed your stare.

“Yeah” He nodded as you led him to the shelves filled with medications, plasters and gauzes. You looked up at the top shelf and noticed the bandage was placed at the far back. “Fuck my height” You cursed under your breath, as the biker chuckled before standing closer to you. You gulped and tried to step back but he was already behind you.

“There we go” He smiled as he showed you the bandage he grabbed from the far back of the shelf.

“Uh..would that be all?” You looked at him as he smiled before placing his hand on his stomach.

“Well I’m quite hungry maybe I’ll look around for a bit” You nodded at his response and quickly walk back to your working area.

You quietly hummed as you thumped your fingers on the table, secretly watching the biker with your peripheral vision. “He’s bloody…bloody hot” Muttering the last words as you let out a chuckle. The biker was 6ft tall, his skin was pale with his arms tattooed with interesting lines and art. His muscles were squeezing from his tank top, not to mention his biceps.

Soon a shadow overlaps you in front as you looked up and there he was, holding a can of an energy drink and a bunch of crisps. You swiftly took all of their items and scanned them before looking at the amount. “That would be 15 dollars” You said as the biker nodded his head, giving you the exact amount.

“Thank you, come again!” You said after bagging his items, he waved at you as the door dinged.

You were left with silence once again and doubted that anyone would come anymore.

You didn’t think twice and packed your bags before locking the cashier, checking each aisle, locking the storage room and that’s it. It was time for you to head home.

It was already dark, and you couldn’t help but steal one lollipop from the counter.

You walked outside the convenience store, locking it with a key and toss it inside your bag as you unwrapped your lollipop and plopped it inside your mouth, savoring the flavor.

“What flavor is that?”

“Holy shit!” You cursed almost choking on your lollipop as you look behind you, hugging your bag as if your life depends on it.

You looked up and sighed in relief. “It’s you… I thought you went away already” You muttered, wearing your bag on your back.

“Well…I wouldn’t leave a little birdy here in the dark alone”

You furrowed your eyebrows at him. “Birdy?” He hummed in your response, before tossing you an extra helmet. “Hmf!” You swiftly caught it, almost tumbling.

“Wear it”

“Why? I don’t ride with strangers, especially with a person who names weirdly” He let out a laugh as you crossed your arms at him.

He leaned on his motorcycle, while staring at you. “Well suit yourself” He said before standing up and grabbed his helmet from you. “Don’t blame me if someone kidnapped you” He turned his back on you before hopping on his motorcycle, starting his machine.

You gulped and he was right. It was already 4:30am and it’s still dark even though the sun was about to rise by now.

Not to mention, your manager mentioned a house full of drunkards next to the convenience store.

“Wait!”

He stopped whistling, before smirking when you yelled out to him. It was as he expected.

“Yeah?” He responded to you while crossing his arms, still sitting on his bike.

“I changed my mind”

“Wise choice” He praised and threw you the helmet. In which you caught it by hand before wearing it over your head.

You walked towards his bike and it was big, just how on earth would you get on?

“Hop on”

“I can’t”

“Huh?” He looked back at you and noticed that the bike was half of your height, he almost bursts in laughter as he went down from his bike and walked to your direction.

“Can I touch you?” He mumbled as you looked back at him before nodding. His large hands wrapped around your waist as he hoisted you up on his bike.

“Thank you”

He nodded at you and hopped on after as he revved loudly. You almost choked on your spit and gripped the back of his shirt a bit tightly. He looked back at you and laughed. “Scared?”

You gulped and let go of your hands from his shirt. “Sorry” He chuckled as he swiftly drove away from the convenience store.

The night sky was filled with stars, you could feel the wind gushing on you. It felt amazing.

The biker noticed your actions as he smiled before revving louder.

“You better hold on to me, little birdy” You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion as he leaned down and began speeding up. Your eyes widened and immediately wrapped your arms around his waist tightly.

He smirked at your response before revving once again.

“Can you slow down?!” You yelled through your helmet.

“Honey, there is no slow down in my dictionary!” He laughed.

[stelacole]

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[danielsparada]

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[daniel13sworld]

Genere: Romance.

Autrice: Penelope Douglas.

Spicy: 4/5.

Titolo: Credence.

Voto: 5/5.

Personaggi: Tiernan, Caleb, Jake e Noah.

Note: Penso sia uno dei miei libri preferiti in assoluto. Una ragazza di nome Tiernan perde i genitori. Il padre della ragazza aveva un fratellastro (non di sangue) che la chiama e le dice di andare da lui a vivere per un pò. Jake, ha due figli, Caleb e Noah. Quando la ragazza si presenta da loro, all'inizio le fanno capire un pò la vita che l'attenderà. Purtroppo anche se a lei non potrebbe piacere quella vita, essendo minorenne, 17 anni, non può vivere da sola ma con il tutore Jake. Lei ha una storia con lui, perde la sua verginità ma Caleb è segretamente innamorato di lei, glielo fa capire in ogni modo alla fine si fidanzano, ma quando l'inverno passa i due iniziano un pò a litigare, lei lascia la casa in montagna e torna a casa sua avendo compiuto i 18 anni. Inizia la scuola ma dopo un mese Caleb va a riprenderla e alla fine si fidanzano e hanno anche un bambino.

[naomikocho]

Chapter 3 ×biker's bibliophile×

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Tuesday, 3pm, bookstore

You were reloading a few shelves that had gone empty when a random girl snatched the book you were about to put on the shelf out of your hands "ooh this one looks nice..." She read the books storyline on the back of the book. You were about to put another book when she dropped the one she was holding and snatched the one you were about to put "...miss...I'm sorry but you haven't bought these books yet so you have to be careful with them" you said politely "shut up I'm the customer here" she spats at your face then continued to look at the books you put on the shelves "hey Y/N how are you...doing? " Dheo suddenly appeared behind you " I'm fine..." you were about to bend down to get the books on the floor but he stopped you "Hey you!" He called the mean girl " huh? Oh my gosh what do you need my number??" She clung to him with hearts in her eyes "no, go pick up the books you threw on the ground" he shoved her away with a disgusted look on his face she glared at him and picked up the books then put it back on the shelf. "What do you even see in...her anyways? Im way prettier that her" The mean girl points at you. He just ignored her and pulled you away "Y/N.. do you wanna go have dinner with me tonight? Your friend said that your shift is finishing soon right?" he holds your hand " uhm...I want to...but I promised to babysit my niece...my sister has a night date with her husband..." You looked at him apologeticly "That's ok we can have a date at your home my home? You can bring your niece along! I don't mind I don't hate kids either" he looks at you brightly "sure? You don't mind?" And he just nodded " ok then I'll be at your apartment at 5? I'll buy snacks we can do anything you want!" He sounds so excited"ok I'll wait for you then...uhm...by the way do you want to...stay the night perhaps?" You questioned him "stay the night? Sure anything you ask" he smiled at you. Your heart beated he looks so charming. That night you were baking a brownie with your niece when the doorbell rang " wait here ok?" You told your niece she nodded and kept mixing the brownie batter. You walked to the front door of your apartment and opened it "hey Y/N.." Dheo said shyly while holding a bouquet. "Hey you're here uhm come in we're making brownies right now. Do you want to join us?" You asked while locking the door "yea sure-" before he could finish a small 4 year old girl came running into the living room "auntie who was- -gasp- are you aunties boyfriend!!" She gasped loudly clearly excited "no he's just a friend that i think you would love."you picked her up "ohh hi Mr!!" She waved to Dheo "hello..I've heard a lot of stories about you" he pat her head "uhm let's go continue baking the brownies hm?" You walked to the kitchen...

Cliffhanger!!

Author's note

I haven't been able to post much because I've been busy with school plus I have had headaches for the past few days I'm sorry for the cliffhanger I will continue the story in chapter 3

[martinscoresdaisy]

Not even going to wait for the green man!

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SIRIUS BLACK | BIKER BOY

sum. : no one messes with a biker boy's biker girl

tags. : fluff ; modern day au ; muggle au ; bikerboy!sirius ; bikergirl!reader ; childhood friends to lovers ; sirius being a flirt ; boyfriend material sirius ; unrequited love? not really ; protective sirius ; angry sirius ; book-lover reader ; you balance each other out ; which is why you're the perfect match! ; Sirius swears a lot when he’s angry…

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Growing up as Sirius’ childhood best friend had its ups and downs. The main down was that he was easy to fall in love with and be loved by, even if it remained platonic all this time. However, he came with many ups that kept you close despite the unrequited ache in your heart. His spritely, adventurous and charming nature brings out a balanced playfulness in you, pulling you away from your books so you can enjoy other things life has to offer. 

Naturally, as you grew older, the influence you had on one another’s decisions also grew and he had been able to convince you to join him in becoming a biker. He didn’t want to be alone in learning how to ride, getting a license and eventually purchasing a motorcycle so he had to bring you along for the ‘ride’ too. 

You’ve doubted your choice many times but the freedom it brought to go riding was addictive. Whenever you were angry or sad, all you had to do was hop on your motorbike and leave all those negative feelings behind to finally feel better again. The journey also led to many wonderful memories together, mainly out at 2 am with hardly any other vehicles around, so you had most of the roads to yourselves, giggling at each other through your earpieces and sometimes breaking into song just to fill the silence. All late-night outings also ended in him treating you to your craving for fast food that night.

“My treat, dollface,” it was always his treat; he made sure you never had to pay for a single meal. And even when you try to sneakily pay for items by withholding your order or pretending that you’re not hungry, he’s already memorised your preferred meals from every fast food place, so it’s futile. 

“It’s only courtesy that I ask what you want to order, you know that, right? Because I already know your orders by heart, so there’s no stopping me pretty girl.” you remember the once over he gives you, his smug smirk only growing when he finally meets your eyes again, “It is pretty cute, though, seeing you try so hard to defy me,” — how can he be so infuriating but so charming at the same time?!

On the road, Sirius tends to be the more reckless one while you remain more responsible. It’s the same dynamic you two built growing up, you need each other for balance and you’ve both realised this a long time ago. Since you know how fitting you are to have in one another’s lives, it’s no wonder you’ve stayed with each other for so long. 

To accommodate his reckless behaviour on the roads, you keep a lookout and sometimes go ahead of him to see if there are any patrolling policemen around so he can do a wheelie. However, It’s not a bulletproof strategy and he eventually gets himself a ticket for his reckless behaviour. And, though you felt guilty for not being a better lookout, he doesn’t blame you. He got caught by an undercover cop so you couldn’t have seen it coming anyway. After being ticketed, Sirius hears your whimpered apologies coming through his earpiece and rushes forward to hold you close and comfort you when it should have been you comforting him for receiving a ticket. 

“It’s because I was an idiot and roped you into my shenanigans,” he scoffs angrily at himself, holding you tighter. There’s a pause and when he hears your quiet sniffles, he softens his voice to an almost-whisper, “Please don’t cry, love… you’re too pretty to cry,” 

You stay at the side of the road, hugging each other for a long time, even when the policeman has been long gone and Sirius has never asked you to keep watch for his stunts ever again. 

To accommodate your bookish and goody-two-shoes behaviour, Sirius makes sure to always stop by your favourite bookshop so you can indulge in your favourite book-browsing activity. Even when you protest and tell him you don’t need to go inside or browse any books, he always insists and when you end up taking a book or two to the counter, he always pays. You fall for it every time!

“You don’t have to pay for my books, Siri…”

“I don’t think you realise that I can more than afford it and that I don’t care what you think because it was my idea to stop here in the first place,” you hug him from behind around the waist as he pays for your books and asks that they provide a bag. 

“I’m gonna become a spoiled brat because of you,” you huff with pursed lips but he only pats your hand, where it’s placed on his front. 

“That’s the mission, doll. I bet you’ll just become even cuter,” you can imagine his smiling lips and winking eyes through his helmet and you have no words to say. 

Ugh! There’s no winning with this man!

It was impossible to not fall for a man like Sirius Black. It was sweet torture being his childhood best friend but you’ll get what you can take…

Tonight was yet another night where Sirius invited you out for a late evening ride. It’s pitch black outside but you know that makes it perfect because there will hardly be any other cars on the road. So you quickly gear up and pull out with your bike and park by the pavement, ready to leave upon Sirius’ arrival. The man soon arrives and gives a wave before aligning his bike beside yours. Coming to a full stop, he leans over, tilts your helmet up from beneath its front point and leans down to touch the front of his helmet with yours in a kissing gesture.

“Good evening, beautiful girl,” He greets smoothly and stares longingly at you from beneath his visor as he makes a show of holding his head up with the palm of his hand as his elbow rests on the front tank of his bike. The infuriating git has gotten into this flirtatious habit recently and you don’t know what to do with yourself whenever he does it. The only thing you can do is urge him to hurry up and not waste time as he’s blocked you in with his bike and you can’t escape the situation.

“Hurry up Siri, or else it’ll be morning by the time we finally head out. And you were the one to invite me for a ride in the first place,” you disguise your flustered state with a semi-angry huff. 

His smooth chuckle filters through your earpiece like a seductive song and shoots a shiver down your spine, “Doesn’t matter, as long as you’re there with me, who cares? We can watch the sunrise together~” The two of you start to pull away from where you’re parked and head down your usual route. Tonight’s indulgent meal would either be at McDonalds or Five Guys. 

“Stop flirting with me, loverboy, you don’t stand a chance!” you tease. 

“Never!” he shouts and laughs when you tell him off for being too loud. 

It’s a fun ride for a while; it always is when there are hardly any cars around but, even with cars around, there usually aren’t any problems. Tonight, however, you think you’ve encountered the worst kind on the road: a pissy, drunk driver on the road.

“Whoa! Watch out! Dollface!” Sirius shouts in panic. 

“Oh my god!” you shriek and sharply turn away from a car that suddenly appears at your side on the dual carriageway. The car appeared out of nowhere and, if it weren’t for your fast reaction time, you would have collided and crashed. 

“Doll?!” Sirius calls out, his anger overlaid by worry. He’s seen what happened from where he was behind you and the drunk driver after almost getting hit himself. 

“I-I’m okay…” Looking through the window, you raise your hand, palm-side up as if to ask what’s wrong but the driver only flips you the bird. This was someone you didn’t want to continue any interactions with so you pulled away to the other lane and maintained a safe distance. It was no use, however, as the driver taunted you by pushing into your lane again. “He’s crazy…” you comment and pull back to ride beside Sirius instead.

But Sirius had other plans. He makes sure you stay back while he charges forward and hits hard against the driver’s window until you see the driver pull it down. Through the earpiece, you hear only Sirius’ side of the altercation as your heart races and drums against your ears. 

“WHAT THE HELL’S WRONG WITH YOU?! HUH?! FUCKFACE?!” there's a pause where you believe the driver gives a piss-poor excuse and Sirius wasn’t having any of it, “SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH! YOU COULD HAVE SERIOUSLY HURT MY GIRL AND THAT’S FUCKING UNACCEPTABLE! YOU HEAR ME?!” you pretend him calling you his girl didn’t make your stomach flip, “NO! A— I SAID SHUT. UP! YOU THINK I’M NOT GOING TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT?! WATCH ME!” Sirius’ threat must have done something because you see the car begin to speed up but Sirius quickly follows and angrily punches the man’s side mirror so hard the mirror cracks and snaps where it’s attached to the car’s body. With his cracked wing mirror dangling pathetically at the side, the car finally speeds away and you hear nothing but Sirius’s heavy breathing in your ears. 

“S-Siri?...” He doesn’t say anything but motions for you to follow him off the motorway and leads you to the parking lot of the McDonalds you usually stop at. Once there, Sirius takes off his helmet and waits for you to pull up and follow suit. Hurrying off your bike, you also remove your helmet and are cut off by a hug just as you ask if he is okay. 

“I’m not okay…no…” he voices into your hair as you squeeze him tight, “I don’t know what I’d do if you’d gotten hurt, doll,” a sour expression crosses Sirius’ features, one that he buries into your neck where he kisses at your pulse point and you pretend your face isn’t heating up because of it, ”that pigheaded prick deserves to die for even attempting anything,”

“I-It’s alri—”

“I’ve memorised his number plate. I’ll track him down and make his life a living hell, I swear to god… How. Dare. He? Stupid fuck, trying to hurt my girl. He deserves worse than prison. Give him the bloody guillotine, chop off his legs and arms, cut him in half and finally chop off his head…no that’s not good enough. I should round up the boys, give him the beating of his miserable, worthless life—” You’re sure Sirius would have gone on for longer if you didn’t jump at kissing him for calling you his girl for the second time that night. 

All thoughts of torturing the disgusting pig who dared play with your life were wiped from Sirius’ thoughts instantly. Now…all he can think of is how soft your lips are…how sweet and delicious you taste, and how he can easily kiss you all night long. 

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