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buckys-wintersoldier · 4 months ago

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His forever and ever

// Chapter Six //

// Pairing //

→ (Ex-)Boyfriend!Mob!Bucky Barnes x (Ex-)Girlfriend!Reader

// Summary //

→ Back home Bucky makes sure you get how much he missed you and just how much he loves you.

// Wordcount //

→ 4.204 Words

// Warnings // Explicit Content

→18+, MINORS DNI, smut, teasing, stripping, dom!Bucky, soft!Bucky, choking, daddy kink, oral (fem!receiving), thigh slapping, praises, marking, bit of breast/nipple play, kind of dirty talk, breeding kink, unprotected p in v, squirting, kinda creampie, aftercare

// Authors Note //

→ The biggest thank you to the amazing @bucks-babe for proofreading, coming up with more details.

// Events //

-> Hurt and Comfort Bingo | B032 | Row Three-Two | Praise | @hurtcomfort-bingo

// Masterlist | Bucky Barnes Masterlist //

// Series Masterlist //

<- Chapter Five

Bucky was fast in getting the two of you out of the restaurant, peppering kisses all over your face and neck the whole time he carried you to the car. ‘Queens don't walk when they don’t have to.’ And Bucky’s girl never has to use her energy for that when he has planned things to get more heated. So he carried you the whole time to the car, using the moment to knead your ass in his big palms, loving the sweet noises that left your lips.

The car ride felt longer than you thought but when you finally reach the mansion you feel like the time where you weren't with Bucky wasn’t there and you just feel like you’re back home — home, the place you’re loved, safe and feel nothing but happiness, with Bucky.

“Don’t you dare, doll! Let me do the work for you, dragǎ mea,” Bucky says, getting out of the car to walk around it and open the door for you, holding his hand out to help you get out of the car as well. You chuckle softly, taking a step forward so Bucky can close the door of the car.

You squeak when he suddenly picks you up from behind, his arms tightly wrapped around your waist while he carries you around like you weigh nothing. He smirks when you grasp his arms, fingers digging into his muscular arms while he walks closer to the entrance of the house.

When you reach it, Bucky lets you down. He opens the door, letting you walk inside before he follows you. Without saying anything you both take off your shoes and jackets, before you grasp his hand and lead him into the bedroom.

“Still knowing where the bedroom is, huh?” He jokes, earning a soft poke into his muscular abs. You shake your head, leading him further through the floor to the bedroom.

“Yeah, it’s the most important room,” you say, smirking when you open the door. Your eyes widen when you see everything being still like the day you left the mansion. It was a while ago and you thought that Bucky would have removed your clothes from the chair, removed the pictures or whatever but he didn’t.

Even his clothes are still placed at the same place they were when you left, the bed looks like he is sleeping in it and you see a shirt of yours underneath the blanket. You grin, turning around. Bucky’s cheeks are heated up, he scratches the back of his neck when he smirks at you.

“Didn’t want to change things, and I didn’t use the room except for getting a few hours of sleep when I didn’t feel asleep in my office. But when I was here it just felt like you’re coming home from your trip with Steve and snuggling yourself into my side. And I couldn’t sleep without your scent surrounding me so I always slept with one of your shirts, I still have a few shirts,” Bucky says, walking further into the room with you. He closes the door behind him and walks toward you.

“I have some of your shirts at Steve’s too, didn’t want to sleep without your scent, without your shirts,” you admit, cashing Bucky to chuckle softly.

“Addicted to one another, aren’t we, dragǎ mea?” You nod, then you smirk and push Bucky back in the bed, he immediately falls down, laughing when you bite your lip.

He pushes himself up, laying on his forearms while he watches you with his ocean blue eyes, focused on every movement you’re doing. His tongue darts out, sliding over his lips and wetting them, leaving them glistening slightly.

“Wanna give me a show, doll? I don’t mind, come on, take off your clothes for me, all sweet and sexy,” he groans, feeling his dick already hardening underneath his pants and boxers.

You smirk, loving the way he looks with such hunger in his eyes at you, but he still looks so soft. You slide your hands over your chest, down to your stomach before you place them back on your shoulders. You play with the straps of your dress, slipping one slowly down to reveal one of your shoulders, biting your lip while you look at Bucky.

He groans, his eyes darken and he licks his lips once again, admiring the way you’re taking off your dress so slowly, knowing exactly how to tease him.

“Don’t you want to take yours off too?” You ask, winking at him. He shakes his head, waiting for you to continue but instead of doing so you place the strap of the dress back on your shower, causing Bucky’s eyes to widen and his mouth to drop in disbelief.

“Doll, please. I’d be taking mine off when you’re naked on our bed. You know I can be fast with taking off my clothes,” he says, hoping to convince you to continue your little strip show for him.

“Woah, so romantic, Buck!” You laugh, shaking your head. Bucky pouts, he looks like an adorable, sweet puppy. Which is such a cute and funny picture when you have a muscular and tall man pouting at his girl to finally undress herself while giving him a show.

“I will make it up to you when you’re finally naked in bed,” he offers and you laugh even more. Bucky smirks at you, when you replace your hands back at the straps of your dress, continuing to strip for him. Still slowly you reveal your left shoulder, then the right, Bucky’s eyes roaming over your soft skin and he smirks at you. “You're the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, dragǎ mea.”

You giggle, twirling a few times while you push the dress further down your body, revealing your bra and the skin of your belly. Your mobster groans, biting his lip, while he waits for you to push the dress completely down and finally strip out of your other clothes. As much as he wants to rip the clothes off your body and just throw you onto the bed, he is more than willing to look at you stripping for him.

You let go of the fabric, it falls down and you can step out of it, turning around so Bucky has a view on your back and ass. His hand glides to his cock and he rubs his palm slowly over his hard cock, groaning quietly.

“Can't even look at me stripping without touching yourself, Buck?” You ask with a chuckle, bending over to wiggle your ass, your cheeks jiggle and Bucky needs all his willpower to not just grasp you and fuck you against the wall.

“Can't help it, doll. You look so perfect and just can't stop. ‘m sorry,” he grumbles, still palming his dick through the fabric of his pants. You chuckle before returning back to your ‘mission’ — stripping to make Bucky go crazy. With a smooth movement you unclasp your bra, letting it slowly slide down your arms before you turn back to Bucky.

His ocean blue eyes immediately on your chest, his tongue poking out and he looks really concentrated while admiring your tits. You then hook your fingers into the waistband of your panties, stripping out of them as well. You pick them up and glance at him, smirking when you suddenly throw the thin fabric into his direction. It hits his face before it falls down into his lap. Bucky grins, grasping it without taking his eyes off of you. He brings your panties to his face, burying his nose in it while he inhales deeply.

“Fuck, dragǎ mea. You're smelling so perfect, and look at you — so beautiful,” he grins, then licking through your panties, smirking at you. “Mhm, and tasting so sweet as always. Now hurry, I'm hungry and don’t think I can hold myself back any longer.”

You shake your head, laughing softly. But narrows his eyes, tilting his head to the side and getting off the bed, nodding from you toward the bed to show you to finally get onto it. But even though he is looking at you with his intense, hungry stare you first place your hands around your tits, squeezing them. You move your thumbs over your nipples, playing with them a little and causing Bucky almost to drop onto his knees in front of you. He needs a proper taste of you so bad, and when you don’t hurry to get on the bed, he will just drop onto his knees to eat you out.

“Hurry or you will wish you did, doll,” Bucky says, his voice deeper than usual and his eyes almost completely dark while he bites his lips and walks slowly toward you. He takes his shirt off while he takes another step closer, throwing it somewhere in the room.

Now it's on you to admire his body, the soft curls on his chest, his highly defined muscular chest and abs, the v-line that leads to his leaking — still covered — cock. He smirks at you, slowly unbuckling his belt, opening his pants and sliding his pants down his muscular, thick thighs. You almost drool when your eyes follow his pants down on the ground, you whimper when Bucky steps out of his pants and is suddenly just a few inches away from you.

Buckys hands grasp your waist, holding you in place. He uses one of his big, veiny hands to slide up your side, over one of your breasts before he suddenly wraps it around your throat and squeezes lightly. You gasp, eyes widen when his hand tightens around your throat.

“I told you to hurry, dragǎ mea, and what are you doing? Playing with yourself and teasing me? You still know your safeword?” Bucky asks, his voice low and you shiver underneath his intense gaze. And damn, you have missed that, Bucky being all dominant in bed but still so soft. You nod in response, causing Bucky to squeeze your throat a bit tighter, you're still able to breathe but the pressure makes your pussy drip even more and Bucky knows.

“Yes, daddy. ‘Chocolate’,” you answer, he smiles at you, loosening the grip around your throat. Bucky picks you up, he has waited long enough to get you into his bed to finally have his meal. You giggle, when his lips trail along your neck, his stubbles brushing over your soft skin and tickles you slightly.

He places you on the bed, your head resting between a huge amount of pillows while Bucky gets rid of his boxer briefs. His cock, already rock-hard, slapping against his lower stomach. The tip is red and leaking with pre-cum. You whimper, his cock bouncing when he takes a step closer to the bed and crawls on it and in between your legs.

“Spread those pretty legs of yours for me, dragǎ mea,” he says, his big hands rubbing up and down your inner thighs. You do as you're told, placing your feet on the mattress and spread your legs further apart for Bucky. He lays down on his stomach, his fingers digging into your thighs while he lowers himself over your pussy. “‘s that all for me? Already so wet, doll.”

Without waiting for an answer he kisses your lower lips, his tongue running through the wetness and you moan softly. His hot tongue feels just too good between your folds. Bucky sucks softly at your clit, loving the soft whines that leave your lips whenever he does so. You arch your back, hands flying into his hair to hold his face where you need him the most. Your mobster chuckles, kissing your clit again before he slides his tongue through your folds to your tight entrance. He just licks over it, not entering you just yet.

“Buc-” you whine, getting interrupted by a soft slap against your thigh. Bucky removes his head from in between your legs, looking up at you. And you’re more than surprised that you’re not coming immediately. His trimmed beard is glistening with your slick as well as his lips. His tongue glides across them, taking all of your juices he can get. His eyes are even darker than before and you didn't know that's possible but it is so, and he looks just breathtaking. “Daddy, please. Need you so bad.”

“Good girl, but I'm here, right in between your legs, doll,” Bucky teases, digging his fingers more into your thigh, pressing them further apart. He lowers himself again, you're tugging at his long, brown hair, pressing Bucky face closer to your cunt. With a soft chuckle that causes goosebumps all over your body, he presses his lips against your pussy once again. You moan, arching your back while Bucky finally pushes his tongue into your tight entrance.

You try to press your thighs together but Bucky holds them with his hands and broad shoulders apart. He has missed your taste and could decide he wouldn't leave this place for at least a week before doing something else instead of eating you out. One of his hands inches closer to your pussy, the other still pressed against your thigh. While he thrusts his tongue in and out of you, his hand finds its way to your clit, rubbing small circles on it.

He smirks when he feels your walls clenching around his tongue, arousal dripping out of you but he is fast in lapping it away before continuing to push into you. His digits pressing against your clit causing you to feel the coil in your stomach tighten really fast. You're just a moaning and whimpering mess underneath Bucky, thrusting your hips upwards and against his mouth to get more of the friction he causes. And at the same time you don't want to come just yet but your mobster knows exactly which points he has to stimulate to make you come.

“D-Daddy, please. S-So close, can I cum? BUCKY, please, fuckkk! I’m cumming, DONT YOU FUCKING DARE TO STOP!” You moan, arching your back when he chuckles against your pussy. Bucky hasn’t planned to stop eating you out but you being bossy is so hot and he loves that. His beard scratches over your sensitive skin while you come all over his tongue. He doesnt stop the movements of his tongue or fingers, too addicted to your moans and wiggles and especially to your sweet taste.

Only when you push his head away from your pussy does he stop, looking up at you while his big hands slide over your thighs and lower stomach. Your breath is heavy but you smirk at him, when he licks over his lips, not wasting a drop of your arousal.

“Doing so well for me, dragǎ mea. You taste so fucking good, could stay here all night to just eat you out, doll,” Bucky groans, making you blush softly. someHe kisses your lower stomach softly, leaving hickeys all over your skin, while he makes his way upwards.

“I need you, Daddy, please,” you whine, thrusting your hips up. Bucky's cock sliding through your wet folds, causing both of you to moan. He then shakes his head, lowering his lips over your chest, kissing your breasts before he kisses and sucks at your nipples. As much as you would like to feel his cock inside of you, Bucky knows exactly how to make you almost come without his dick inside of you. “You teased me, doll. Now its my turn to do so, now your pussy is dripping for me, walls clenching but haven't had you laying in front of me for too long, so let daddy have his taste and fun before we get my cock. That’s it, doll, arch your back to shove your tits into my face, I know you will like it, dragǎ mea.”

Bucky kisses every inch of your chest, smirking at your attempt to thrust your hips up to get his dick. But he knows he won’t last long when he is inside of you, so he wants at least to tease you a bit more — maybe also for letting him wait for so long. Not that he would be mad at it, because he knows he messed up but he loves to tease you, having you wiggling and panting, moaning and whimpering underneath him. All desperate for him, while he takes his time, kissing and pleasuring you.

His lips trail slowly higher until he reaches your neck, leaving a few more marks there before his face is just inches away from you. His smile reaches his eyes, causing them to be brighter as usual while he looks at you with love and adoration in them. “I love you, dragǎ mea,” he mumbles, pressing his lips softly against yours.

You smile into the kiss, your hands grasping his long hair, pulling him even closer while you kiss him back. Bucky grinds his hips against you, causing his cock to move up and down your wet folds. You moan into his mouth, he smirks, biting your lip and pulling at it softly before letting go of you and pushes himself softly up.

“Do you want me to use a condom?” Bucky asks, even though you had sex without already he wants to make sure if you want to use a condom now or not. “Can promise I didn't touch another woman, but we can still use one if you want.”

You shake your head. “Want to feel you bare, Bucky. And maybe there will be a mini version of you soon,” you say, chuckling. Bucky eyes widen before his grin turns mischievous and he grasps his cock. He thought you would still be on birth control but something about you not being on birth control to give him the opportunity to pump you full with his seeds and breeds you causes his dick to become harder as it already is.

The brown haired man lines his cock up with your entrance, pushing his tip slowly into you. Bucky immediately groans while you moan, your fingers are digging into his muscular back, scratching slightly over his soft skin. He slides deeper into you, his huge cock stretching you perfectly, filling you completely.

“Fuck, missed that tight pussy so much. All mine, dragǎ mea,” he mumbles, thrusting balls deep into you before he gives the two of you a moment to adjust to the feeling. Bucky tries to move as little as possible to not come inside of you just yet, your walls clenching around his cock, sucking him deeper inside of you. His dick twitches, precum leaking out of his tip and he breathes heavily. “You're so fucking tight, so perfect for me. But fuck you’re squeezing me so much, dragǎ mea.”

You chuckle, one of your hands sliding up to capture his cheek. Bucky leans into your soft touch, your thumb stroking over his cheekbone before you wipe a strand of his long hair behind his ear, smiling softly. He leans closer once again, Bucky presses his lips against yours, pulling his cock out of your before he thrusts back into you. Your pussy is gripping him tightly, making it almost impossible for Bucky to move but he can't wait any longer, he needs to feel you, he needs you to come all over his cock. And even more — he needs to pump you full with his come, he wants to breed you, giving you his baby.

“Fuck, doll, need to give you all of my cum. Need to fill you with it, make you the mommy of my child,” he groans, thrusting harder into you. When you mentioned maybe making a kid now, you didn't think Bucky would be that desperate to give you all of his cum but you don't mind. He is too hot when he is desperate, when his eyes are darker as usual, when his grin is mischievously and especially when he comes with a groan inside of you.

You giggle, fingers running through his soft hair. Bucky sighs softly, letting his head fall forward against yours. His eyes are piercing into yours and he stills inside of you. “I know it's maybe not the right moment to say that, but I’ll do it anyway.”

You interrupt him, pressing your fingers against his lips and he looks confused at you. “If you want me to ask if I wanna marry you, then do it when you come.”

Bucky laughs softly, shaking his head as much as he can. “No, I mean I would marry you immediately — with my dick inside of you — you know, the bond between us then,” Bucky jokes and causes you to giggle softly. “No, that's not what I meant. When you left I thought you will come back, just going for a walk but when you didn't— you know, I thought I lost you forever, and I would never be able to forgive myself would I lose you, dragǎ mea.”

Bucky confession causes your eyes to water lightly. He is fast with kissing the escaping tears away, smiling softly. “But look here you are, underneath me, whining for my cock, doll.”

“You're a champion for teasing, aren't you?” You ask, chuckling before you suddenly moan and arch your back. Bucky started to thrust into you, harder and faster as he did before. “Oh, fuck, Bucky. Please!”

“What do you want, doll? Need my cock to ruin you? My cum to breed you?” He asks, kissing your cheeks, nose, then pressing his lips on yours. You aren't able to answer when he fucks you soft but fast, hitting your sweet spot with every trust. Your pussy is squeezing him and you arch your back, pressing your chest against Buckys. “Yeah, that's what you need, don't you, doll? Fuck, I love you so much, you're doing so good for me, dragǎ mea.”

“I-I love you too, oh– BUCKY! I'm so close, so close, please,” you whine, your mouth drops open when he thrusts his hips into yours once again. His balls slapping against your ass, his pubic hair scratching over your sensitive clit and you feel the coil in your lower stomach growing once again.

“Then come, doll. All over my cock, I can feel you're close. Can barely move my cock inside you, sucking me deeper, dragǎ mea,” Bucky groans, his dick twitching inside of you. When he finishes his sentence, he pushes with a hard thrust into you and you come all over his cock, squirting while your walls clench violently around Bucky cock. He moans, throwing his head back when he comes inside of you, his cum filling you and he collapses on top of you. His cock still buried deep inside of you, holding his cum where he wants it, while you both breath heavy, bodies sweaty.

Bucky grins at you, his eyes filled with tears, when he kisses your jaw. “You did so well for me, doll. Can't tell you how much I missed you, how much I love you. Will never let you go anymore, I promise. And I know I promised so much, but I changed and this time you're my only priority, and maybe our future child, which is growing in your pretty belly.”

“I love you too, Buck. And I know you changed, you showed me in so many ways, my lovely whale,” you joke, Bucky thrusts his forward, causing you to moan loudly. You're so sensitive but he feels just too good inside of you.

His hands slide over your sides, while you are capturing his cheeks, pushing him down to kiss him softly. You can feel his heartbeat against your ribcage, his weight on you claiming you slowly down, while Bucky holds you tight against him.

After a few minutes he chuckles. “Do you think we can take a bath now or should we stay like that to make sure you will be pregnant?”

“I guess we can take a bath,” you laugh, kissing his nose. Bucky nods, pushing himself up to slowly pull out of you, when only his tip is inside of you, he pushes back into you, smirking at you. “What’s that now, Buck?”

“It's too cold for him outside your warm, tight pussy,” he mumbles, grasping your hips to pull you up and onto his lap. With you in his arms he gets up, carrying you to the bathroom, only then he pulls out of you, placing you on the toilet while he runs warm water into the bathtub, adding your favorite bubble bath.

“How about round two in the bathtub?” Your mobster asks and you nod, smirking when he helps you into the bathtub before he follows, pushing you flush against his chest, his fingers massaging your stomach, kissing up and down your neck, while you rub your hands up and down his thick thighs, enjoying the closeness and warmth of Bucky.

“I love you, dragǎ mea, mine forever and ever,” he mumbles, inhaling your scent deeply.

“I love you, too, Bucky. Yours, forever and ever,” you reply, leaning your head back against his shoulder, looking into his ocean blue eyes, a big smirk across his pink, plump lips.

-> Epilogue

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 2 months ago

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An a/b/o fic with maybe Bruce Wayne or Arthur curry, where they have been searching for their omega for most of their life, and when they are fighting a villain fem reader comes in and helps them, I was thinking that reader she has telekinesis or something and, she helps them and they are blown away by her, never thinking that their omega could be a hero as well

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alpha!Arthur Curry x plus size reader

He has been looking for her for his whole life and she arrived just in time

Warnings: a/b/o, true mates, hero!reader, omega!reader, violence against robots, reader is shorter than Bruce and Arthur (but who isn’t), implied smut WC: 1.4k

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Even after serving as Atlantis’s king for five years now, Arthur doubted he would get used to the searing smell of salt that constantly clung to everything around him. It burned his nostrils even when he was lounging around the JL tower and part of him wondered if he would ever be able to properly scent out his mate while the sea constantly invaded his senses. Though even before he claimed the throne, he wasn’t exactly successful on that front.

He felt like he had searched everywhere for his omega, the biological urge deep down in his chest driving him to scour every inch of the earth for them. But they had eluded him and even if his parents (themselves being true mates) assured him that the right omega would appear when the time was right, he remained alone with the smell of the sea.

Arthur was almost glad, at times, for a good fight. Smoke, sparks from his trident, even blood gave him a break from the usual salt that surrounded him, temporarily cleansing his pallet so to speak. But maybe not today he thought with a wince.

Hundreds of broken robots surrounded him, the never-ending wave of enemies only getting thicker as his exhaustion began to mount. Batman was somewhere deep in the crowd, attempting to override their programming as Arthur tried to keep him safe enough. New enemies were always a pain in the ass but this one was definitely levels above the other newbies they fought. And Arthur was already fantasising about what he’d do to the skinny little white guy as soon as he got his hands on him, that is if Batman didn’t get to either of them first.

“Is there any way to hurry this up!” He shouted above the screaming of gears and failing electronics.

“This would go faster if you stopped hitting them at me.” The Bat growled as he hit yet another firewall in their programming. Arthur took another swing of his trident, knocking away a flying robot that had gotten way too close to his partner’s head for comfort. It let out a high pitched whine as it was launched into the horizon.

“This would be faster if you didn’t type in the wrong code to begin with!” A batarang screamed past his ear, landing right in the huge glowing eye of the robot hovering just over Arthur’s right shoulder. Oil sprayed from its side, coating Arthur’s hair.

A deafening roar sounded through the empty field as another shipping container rose from the ground, releasing even more robots. Batman turned back to the computer, his fingers flying over the keyboard all while the swarm closed in around them. “This is gonna hurt.” Arthur cocked back his shoulder and raised his trident, maybe he could knock out a few rows of them before they got too close and he’d have to switch to his fists.

Just as he readjusted his grip to throw the trident into the thickest grouping of robots, everything went silent.

The now frozen robots hung in the air like someone had just paused time, though they still whirred and whined, their huge red eyes glowing even brighter. Then, with little more than a sharp click from somewhere to his right, they were pulled backwards, the mechanical bodies slamming into each other as they were forced together into one huge sphere hundreds of feet off the ground.

“What the fuck?” Suddenly, the sphere crumpled like tin foil, the metal warping and collapsing until all that was left was a flat sheet of wires and dying LEDs. It slammed into the earth, disappearing behind the long grass as Batman’s screen turned green.

“Great timing there bats.” But Arthur’s tone held no bite, not when the salty smell of the ocean and ozone slammed into him.

Immediately, every nerve in his body came to life, buzzing like he was drunk but his mind was clear, clearer than it ever had been before. A figure was walking through the grass, elegantly avoiding the mangled carcasses of their battle. As she approached, her scent became stronger and Arthur could now smell the subtle hint of something flowery like a warm spring breeze.

The light of the sunset made her practically glow as she moved, her thick curves and perfect dips highlighted by a tight catsuit that looked like it was pulled straight from his teenage fantasies.

“I hope I didn’t show up too late.” Her voice floated around him and Arthur’s knees buckled.

“You’re right on time.” Her e/c eyes met his golden ones and he watched as her nose turned up and she took a deep breath of his scent. Her heavy chest hitched and her own scent turned sweeter. His stomach flipped as something deep inside him stretched awake for the first time in what seemed like years.

“Y/N. What took so long?” Batman crossed his arms as he looked down at her, his jaw ticking in anger. Yet her expression never faltered, in fact she glanced at Arthur with a raised eyebrow. Her smile was bright, shining with something ethereal.

“Oh I don’t know, maybe the fact that you gave me a coded message with the coordinates instead of being a normal person and sharing your location with me? I may have psychic powers but I suck at math dude.”

“That was you?” Arthur hadn’t noticed that his body was moving on its own until he finally spoke again and she had to crane her head almost all the way back to make eye contact with him. Warmth unlike anything he had experienced before bloomed through his chest as she leaned towards him, fluttering her lashes up at him.

“I have a lot of tricks better than that.” Her scent was almost overpowering now but all he wanted to do was drown in it. Y/N’s shoulder brushed against his pec and something snapped.

The world tilted on its axis and he suddenly knew what his parents were talking about when they said that the moment they met, nothing else mattered. “Omega.”

Her body sagged into him as she breathed out an almost inaudible “alpha”. His trident dropped unnoticed to the ground.

“I’ve finally found you.” She fell easily into his arms, like they had been made to hold her. She pressed her face as close as she could get, her words muffled against the thick armour but he could hear her clearly all the same.

“You stole my line,” he whispered into her hair, breathing her scent as much as he could, “I’ve been waiting for you for so long. Who knew I’d find you after you saved my life?” Her giggle made his heart swell with affection and pride.

“You’ve obviously been looking in the wrong place.” Y/N looked up at him as he cupped her full cheek with a massive hand, guiding her face upwards. His eyes dropped to her lips.

“I could say the same about you.” He leaned down and just as his lips were about to touch hers-

“Alright that’s enough,” Bruce snarled, “need I remind you both that there’s still a villain we need to deal with.”

Y/N never looked away from Arthur, in fact she wound an arm around his neck and tugged him even closer. His alpha roared to life, hyper-focusing on the softness of her curves beneath his hands. “You go ahead, I think my alpha and I have done more than enough heavy lifting for the day, we have better things to do.”

“I’m going to regret asking but what exactly is more important than dealing with a potentially global threat?” Arthur smirked, catching on to the game she was playing.

His right hand dropped from where it was resting on her wide hip down to the plump cheeks of her ass. “I’m going to rip her clothes off and fuck her brains out right in this field. So unless you’re into that stuff-“ she slapped his chest at that, “-then I suggest you move on, Bats, cause right now, nothing is going to stop me from claiming my omega.”

“You two are disgusting.” He grumbled and walked off, finally leaving the newly discovered mates alone.

“Now where were we?” Arthur purred before Y/N yanked him down and finally kissed him, making the smell of the ocean explode around them.

Her scent had been haunting him for years, etching itself into his mind and suddenly, Arthur loved the smell of salt again because it meant that he finally had his omega.

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encantober-official · 2 months ago

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#Encantober

Encantober is an Encanto fandom event with themes to challenge artists and writers throughout the month of October (link to theme list in a copy/pasteable format here). Encantober is open to any and all art and writing, including sketches, drabbles, one-shots, and more.

Fanworks can be shared via the #Encantober tag on tumblr and/or posted as part of the AO3 collection here.

The goal of the bingo event is to fill five prompts in a row horizontally, vertically, or diagonally. You can use the bingo card on this post, or send us an ask to receive an individual randomized card. You must send the ask off anon, so that we can respond privately.

Rules:

Works must be a part of the Encanto (2021) fandom. OCs, AUs, and crossovers are permitted.

Works must adhere to one of the Encantober themes.

Series of Encantober works are welcome.

No incest.

QA:

Q: Can you explain the free space? A: "Comment 5+ people" means comment on works for this year's Encantober posted by at least five different people. This can be a (positive!) comment left in the tags or body of a reblog, or a comment on AO3. It's our reminder to check out what everyone is doing!

Q: Can I link prompts together? Or cover multiple prompts with one work? A: Linking works together to create a story series is a wonderfully creative idea! However, combining multiple prompts into one work defeats the purpose of the multi-prompt challenge. Each work (or chapter in a series) must focus on one prompt.

Q: Do I have to complete every prompt? A: You do not! The goal is to fill five prompts in a row, but you can choose to complete fewer, or more. This is meant to be fun, so please don’t stress yourself out.

Q: Do I have to complete prompts in a specific order/at a specific time? A: Not this year! Fill out your bingo card at your leisure :)

Q: I followed all the rules. Why aren’t my posts being reblogged? A: Either you didn't indicate which prompt you're filling, forgot to tag #Encantober, or the admin team just missed it! We’re doing the best we can across time zones <3

Browse:

Use the links below to find the works for each prompt in our archive!

River Return Truth Haunt Healing Coffee Poetry Recipe Relaxation Discovery Regret Recognition Wall Leaves Team Umbrella Build Thread Cheese Sign Mountain Secret Rose Burn

#encanto #encantober #encanto fandom event #bingo challenge

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skumhuu · 7 months ago

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✨🦈🔱 MERMAY BINGO 2024 🔱🦈✨

HAPPY MERMAY!! Use five prompts in a row for a bingo! As always, no pressure to participate, complete, or share any works. Sketches and drabbles all count. You may combine prompts, complete the sheet, and adjust the sheet however you want to! As long as you're having fun!

Anything, even the other prompts, may be used for the free space in the middle for an automatic win. If you don't have any energy, the free space is there for you to use <3

#leviathantale #mermay bingo 2024 #mermay 2024 #please use the tag leviathantale or tag me directly #Posting this in April so people can see the sheet early #utmv

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badthingshappenbingo · 5 months ago

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CONGRATULATIONS TO @jinxquickfoot FOR GETTING A BINGO! BE SURE TO CHECK OUT THEIR COMPLETED FICS!

#bingo: five in a row #jinxquickfoot

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rottenpumpkin13 · 3 months ago

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The Firsts play Bingo!!! That can’t possibly go wrong, right?? RIGHT?? Such a simple game :3c

(Hope it’s been a lovely day!!)

*Lazard walks by the lounge and sees AGSZC setting up a bingo game*

Lazard: Is that how you boys plan to spend your Friday night?

Zack: Yup! Wanna join? I figure you old dudes love games like these.

Lazard: Zack, how old do you think I am?

Zack: I don't know, like 73?

Lazard: I'm going to leave before I start crying uncontrollably.

Zack: Nice! See ya!

Lazard: I only ask that you boys don't blow anything up.

*He leaves*

Genesis: So he just assumes that every recreational activity of ours ends in flames?

Angeal: In his defense, the last time we did a jigsaw puzzle, Sephiroth burned the table in a fit of rage because it was missing a few pieces and couldn't be completed.

Sephiroth: A reasonable response.

Zack: Yeah, but whatever! This game will be perfectly normal. There will be no fighting, no cheating, and no fire!

[ONE HOUR LATER]

*Cloud rolls the bingo cage*

Cloud: B-9.

Zack: BINGO!

*Angeal snatches his card*

Angeal: For the last time, three numbers in a row do not make a bingo. You need five. FIVE.

Zack: That doesn't make any sense! You're just making up rules to keep me from winning!

Sephiroth: There's no need to become upset, Zack. Look at me. I haven't marked down a single number yet and I feel fine.

*Cloud rolls the cage*

Cloud: N-44.

*Genesis happily marks down his number*

Sephiroth: I find it fascinating how your card mysteriously matches with so many numbers.

Genesis: You're accusing me of cheating instead of placing the blame on your poor luck? My, how petty. Let this be a lesson that you cannot win at everything, Sephiroth.

*Cloud rolls the cage*

Cloud: G-48.

Zack: BINGO!

Angeal: IF I GO OVER THERE AND YOU DON'T HAVE A BINGO I'M GOING TO SHOVE THAT CARD SO FAR DOWN YOUR THROAT YOU WILL BE SHITTING NUMBERS FOR A YEAR.

Zack: >:(

Sephiroth: I don't understand. How is it that we're one hour into the game, and so far I haven't scored a single number?

Cloud: That's because half the balls are missing.

Sephiroth: ......what?

*Genesis quietly rises from his seat*

Cloud: Yeah, apparently the last person who used this set hosted a party where they lost half the balls.

*Genesis quietly tries to leave*

Sephiroth: But this is my bingo set. I bought this one.

Cloud: Well, someone lost your balls.

Sephiroth: Who was the person?

Cloud: Oh it was Genesis.

*Sephiroth whips around so fast*

Sephiroth: WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY BALLS, GENESIS?

Genesis: I DIDN'T TOUCH YOUR BALLS!

Sephiroth: YOU HAD NO RESPECT FOR MY BALLS. WHERE ARE THEY?

Genesis: I DON'T KNOW! I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW THAT BINGO GAME WAS YOURS, OR ELSE I WOULDN'T HAVE EVER TOUCHED YOUR BALLS.

Sephiroth: YOU WILL PURCHASE NEW BALLS, OR SO HELP ME, GENESIS I WILL TORCH YOUR ENTIRE BOOK COLLECTION.

Cloud: WHY ARE WE YELLING?

Angeal: WE'RE NOT YELLING! WE'RE HAVING A FRIENDLY GAME OF BINGO AMONGST FRIENDS, WHY IS THAT SO HARD TO UNDERSTAND!?

Zack: 🎶 AND BINGO WAS HIS NAME-O!

#ff7 #ffvii #final fantasy 7 #sephiroth #final fantasy vii #ffvii crisis core #genesis rhapsodos #ff7 crisis core #angeal hewley #zack fair #cloud strife

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evaningotham · 10 months ago

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the batfam as things that happened at drag bingo tonight

bruce: wins twice in a row and half the crowd voted to kick him out

steph: wins and chooses a shirt that reads “bingo makes me horny” as his prize

duke: is the 4 1/2 year old who was chosen to read off numbers

jason: throws crumpled up bingo sheet right in a winners face

tim: thinks he won but was wrong and got sent back to his seat as everyone boo’ed

alfred: was the food network star who happened to be there

cass: “you are the first winner we’ve had who looked like they absolutely hated doing the winner run and we love that about you”

dick: the announcers misheard his name five times

steph: is the disco ball in the bathroom

#im still tipsy from drag bingo #steph cass and dick were all me #then my roommate stole my shirt #batfam #batfamily #dick grayson #jason todd #dc comics #batman #damian wayne #nightwing #red hood #tim drake #alfred pennyworth #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #bruce wayne #duke thomas

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ceganbingo · 7 months ago

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Cegan Bingo - NSFW Edition

General Guidelines:

Standard bingo rules apply: five in a row (vertically, horizontally, diagonally) to ‘win’

ALL TYPES OF CREATIONS COUNT AS FILLS - fic, art, gifs, music, interpretive dance, what have you

You can use one prompt per creation OR try and wedge an entire line into one creation if you’re an overachiever (affectionate). If you score a full card by the end please make a master post for bragging rights!!

Tag this account to be reblogged: @ceganbingo

Other hashtags to include: #ceganbingo #cegan bingo #cegan

PLEASE make sure to tag correctly for works containing any of the major warnings on AO3 (graphic violence, character death, rape/ non-con, underage)

This is for fun and to encourage this Very Cool fandom resurgence that seems to be happening right now 😘 No pressure to finish a whole card but that would be super awesome if you’re feeling it!

New works or WIPs that you've been looking for an excuse to finish accepted but nothing already posted/ incomplete on AO3.

*Note that you don’t have to make NSFW/ explicit creations. These prompts were chosen with input from some fandom friends with one-track minds 😉

AO3 Collection coming soon…

Start Date: April 3rd (I went back in time to choose this date, if this kicks off I’ll be on time next year) aka the S06E16: The Last Day on Earth release date. The ✨ meet cute ✨ if you will.

End Date (completed bingo cards/ masterlists should be posted by this day): December 4th aka S07E07: Sing Me a Song. The Cegan episode.

Text list of prompts under the read more.

HAVE FUN ��

Bruises

Negan’s belt

Kneeling

Size difference

Coercion

“The Iron”

Eye socket

Sanctuary Era

Edging

Whistling

Gloves

Cell Era

Negan’s wrist bandage

Spaghetti

Praise kink

Feminization

“At least cry a little”

Lucille

Jealousy/ possessiveness

Biting

Leather jacket

Hair pulling

Daddy kink

Dirty talk

FREE SPACE (make whatever you’d like)

#cegan #cegan bingo #ceganbingo #bingo challenge

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dumbkid4ever · 2 months ago

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Drunken Acts, Silent Truths

Mualani x reader! In which:

You and Mualani have fun and get wasted at a party. In the end, you both did things you never would've if you were sober.

Contains a bit of lemon.

Alternative title: In the Back of Kinich's Car

3,017 words 16,597 characters

"Hey [Name]! Over here!" you heard your best friend yell from across the street. She stood beside Kinich's dark green SUV, swinging her arm fervently to get your attention. From the passenger seat you could see Kachina waving at you, smiling cutely like she always does.

Mirroring the little girl's expression, although yours is more like a grin, you ran towards your friends. Once there, Mualani engulfed you in a tight hug, surprising you.

"[Name]!"

Her hugging you is not a rare occasion, but you seemed to be unable to get used to this. A gentle heat graced your cheeks.

"Hey ya, Lani!"

"You ready to have the best time of your life? The party's going to be so lit! Come on, come on, get in," Mualani gushed as she urged you to get in the car, clearly very excited for what's to come. Her voice easily overpowered the quiet music that was playing. California girls, quite befitting of the occasion.

You greeted the others as you put on your seatbelt, including Ajaw, Kinich's pet lizard, which was currently resting on Kachina's lap.

"Hell yeah I am, we're gonna drink so much and play so many games, it'll be one hell of a time!" you chuckled, trying to match her energy and force down the butterflies in your stomach. Although his face wore the same blank expression, Kinich sighed upon hearing that.

"That sounds like so much fun," Kachina on the other hand giggled at your words. "I can't wait to be 18, then you can take me with you as well!"

"Of course! We can't wait for you to be 18 as well, then we can have girl nights and do lots and lots of fun stuff! But for now, you'll have to patient. On the bright side, today you get to hang out with Kinich, you don't know how many people would envy you for that!"

Indeed, Kinich was very popular. Back in highschool his locker always had one or two confession letters and Mualani, who already knew him at that time, even got some letters as well. They were all some kind of threat telling her to back off from Kinich, though. It got to a point where she even made a bingo with the most frequent contents she found in those letter, like a death threat or slut-shaming, and for every row of five he got in one single letter Kinich would have to buy her a small treat as compensation for "being too handsome." The way she worded it had always rubbed you the wrong way.

"I'm sure they wouldn't be if they actually got to know me. It would probably destroy whatever... Romantic lense they have projected onto me. I'm no prince charming," Kinich insisted as he steered the wheel with his right arm. His other was propped on the frame of the open window.

"No way man, I think they'd only fall harder. With how nice you are, whatever you do will be misinterpreted and feed into their handsome, mysterious, cold guy with a soft spot for them fantasies. It's all just confirmation bias and a bit of delusion, really," you snickered. It's not the first time you and the others have teased him about it, but even then, seeing him in denial about his situation will never stop being amusing. Especially Mualani likes to pick on him for that.

"You know, you could just get a significant other or at least pretend to have one, maybe then they'll stop trying to get with you. With that face of yours it wouldn't be surprising for you to have one too," the latter suggested, this time not even as a joke. And she wasn't really wrong, however the victim of popularity still dismissed the offer.

"They'd just start pestering me with questions about my supposed partner, not worth it."

"Well if you say so."

That's how the conversation ended and there was nothing awkward about the silence that ensued. Then Kachina pointed out the song just started to play.

"Mualani, [name]! Listen!"

It took the two of you a second, but when you realized you instantly turned to each other with the same stupid grin on your faces.

"Crank it up, pretty boy!" Mualani demanded, earning herself a laugh from Kachina and, although she didnt notice, a complicated look from you. As always, Kinich was the only one to notice. You saw him looking at you from the rear view mirror as he turned up the volume. You shook your head softly, indicating that you're fine. The probability that he knows about your crush is at about 85%, according to your calculations.

You were still contemplating, for the thousandth time, if she likes him that way, but you were interrupted by the reason why you were even sulking in the first place. She pulled you towards her by the waist and held an imaginary microphone to your mouth. With a small smile, you had the honour of starting the song.

"You, change your mind~"

"Like a girl, changes clothes~" Mualani followed up, pointing the microphone towards herself.

"Yeah you, PMS~"

"Like a bitch!" the youngest chimed in, causing Kinich to stare at you through the mirror once more, since you were the one who introduced her to the song. If you didn't know him so well, you wouldn't have known that he was glaring at you, hard.

"I would know~" you carried on anyways, averting your eyes and pretending you didn't see.

"That you're no good for me!~" the other two girls sang in unison, getting louder as they approach the last notes of the line.

For the rest of the ride the three of you continued singing. It was as if the party had already started, but then again, it's always like a party when you're with your friends. Eventually, you did arrive at the actual destination though, a bit to your disappointment. You were just getting to the good parts of Call Me Maybe.

"Bye Kachina, bye Kinich!" Mualani, already out of the car, kissed Kachina on the forehead and waved goodbye.

"Have fun hanging out you two!" you bid your goodbyes as well. Kachina got a head rub from you and Kinich a fist bump.

"You too, Mualani and [name]!"

"Keep your drinks within eye sight and always stick together. I'll pick you up at nine."

"We will! Besides, Mavuika will be sober, so don't worry."

Kinich hummed at that, comforted by that and drove off with the SUV, leaving the two of you at the entrance of a big mansion from which bright lights emitted. It was barely 5pm and the sun hadn't set yet, how bright would it be later? Putting the question aside, you went up the stairs to the front door and ringed the doorbell.

Not long after the host of the party Mavuika, she's kind of a local celebrity, opened the door and greeted you with great passion.

"Ah, Mualani, you're here! Very punctual, the party hasn't even started." She looked at you with her blindingly bright eyes and you were a bit entranced. Although they were all red, Mualani's were darker, more desaturated and the upper half of her eyes were this calming blue. Ironically, while picturing her eyes in your head you failed to notice her eyes in the present, looking at you with a peculiar glint in them.

"Is she your plus one?" she asked, looking at you.

"Yeah! This is [name], my best friend!" she introduced you, grabbing and trapping your arm between her own and the side of her body. Your forearm touched her exposed stomach. The skin there was warmer than your arm's, but it can't be warmer than your cheeks in that moment, that you were sure of.

Mavuika suddenly seemed to understand something, causing a smirk to appear on her face. She nodded at you and extended her hand for you to shake.

"Nice to meet you [name]. You have a fine friend here, do make sure to keep her close, yes?"

Naturally, you were puzzled by her advice as you shook her hand, even more so when she winked at Mualani and got a look of what seemed like gratitude in return. What's going on between them? No matter though, because you were already being dragged into the house by your crush. One look was enough to confirm how rich the radiant woman was, but not in a stereotypical rich person way.

The entrance hall was half the size of your apartment, with walls decorated by colorful grafittis and precious looking relics. There's no doubt that they must be worth quite a lot, but no one ever stole any of them, as easy as it would be. They all respected her too much to do so, in fact, it's harder to not respect her.

"So, what do you want to do first? We could play beer pong, hit the dance floor, ooh you wanna wipe the food court clean?" your best friend asked, her gaze directed towards yours.

"How about Mario Kart? Let's play to our heart's content before the others come and hog it," looking right back, you answered. Having reached a mutual conclusion, you followed Mualani upstairs to the gaming room where the video games are. All the while she let go of your arm and shifted to hold your hand instead, intertwined your fingers. "So that you won't get lost," she explained, even though you only walked past six of the only other thirty something people in this gigantic house.

Once you got to the gaming room, this time twice the size of your living room, Mualani officially let go of your hand, to your disappointment. But you didn't dwell on that for long, as your thoughts were soon occupied with strategy, frustration and when to throw the shell. Preferably it should be at a point in time where receiving such an attack would be the most devastating and spirit breaking for the enemy. Such is the cruel nature of Mario Kart, where any personal connections and sense of fun doesn't matter anymore.

Over time, the party started to increase in people and you had to give up the consol. However you took a pack of uno from Mavuika's board games collection, wanting to play it now because you probably won't be sober enough to do so later. Speaking of being drunk, you both got a cup of the alcoholic punch that was being served.

Mualani easily managed to rope in three more players and the games began. Like Mario Kart, although not as brutal, Uno brought out quite a lot of rage and dispair from the depths of your hearts, for you were playing with the "pulling until you have a usable card" rule, which has led to one or two breakdowns. That's less than you expected.

"HA! UNO, LOSERS! YEAH SUCK ON THAT," one of the players hollered, giving you all the one finger salute and doing what seemed to be a victory dance.

"NO THE FUCK YOH DIDN'T, YOU PLAYED A SIX BUT THE CARD BELOW WAS A NINE, FUCKING CRETIN!" another player yelled. It was clear they both had too much to drink.

"AGAIN, NO ONE WON THIS ROUND, WE'LL GO AGAIN!" you protested at the top of your lungs. That would make three drunk people. Next to you, Mualani was laughing hysterically at the state you were in. It's her third cup already and she's only a bit tipsy, but you already had 5 cups and well, the results were evident.

And it went on like this for the next three hours. You played all sorts of things, such as partner beer pong, where Mualani displayed her excellent fine motor skills despite her by then half drunken state. In the end your team won and you very platonically kissed her on the mouth to express your happiness at the victory.

Next up was never have I ever, played in a circle on the ground. That day, some of your more embarrassing secrets became known to many more people other than the only three who knew it before. At some point some guy also started hitting on you, but thankfully Mualani fended him off. After that incident she's been walking even closer to you, like some sort of bodyguard.

When Kinich eventually came to pick you up he found you on a couch, tangled together and only halfway conscious, much to his concern.

"Don't worry, I made sure that everyone was safe. They only had harmless fun the whole evening," Mavuika assured him as she walked up to you three.

"Thank you, and sorry for any trouble they might've caused," your chauffeur dipped his head in gratitude.

"Nonsense, this is my responsibility as the party host."

She then helped Kinich to bring the two of you inside the car, each with one arm slung around their neck, respectively. You all said your goodbyes, well the drunk ones tried but only managed to get out jibberish, and parted ways. Kinich turned off the music so you would sleep soundly on the way home. However the two of you didn't plan on sleeping.

Throughout the day, no, throughout the majority of the time you've known her, you've always been restricting yourself. All of the repressed desires were getting harder to control with the alcohol in your system.

At first you were just staring into her pretty red eyes, but then her put a hand onto your thigh and clicked off both your seatbelts.

"Put on your seatbelts," Kinich ordered, briefly glancing at the backseat. None of you complied. Instead, you slipped your hands up her shirt, roaming around, getting a feel of her skin. She rubbed your thigh a little, her hand slipping further upwards and the other pushed you down to lay on the cushioned seats.

"You alright back there?" Kinich asked somewhat worriedly, not noticing your arm that disappeared behind the soft fabric of Mualani's top. Ajaw, now on Kinich's shoulder as usual, blinked slowly and looked away, turning into the color of Kinich's shirt and hair, camouflaging himself.

You didn't even notice Kinich's voice. In fact, you couldn't hear anything but the rhythmic throbbing in your veins, see anything but her beautiful face, feel anything but her gentle touch, getting shocked by a tiny wave of electricity every time her finger tips connected with your skin.

She too seemed too engrossed in you to take note of the boy at the front who's getting more anxious by the second.

"Mualani? [Name]?" he tried again, but to no avail. That's when he noticed it though. The sight of you exploring each other. For a few seconds he was speechless, but it quickly became slight annoyance.

"Cut it out you two, you can make out when you get back home," he chided with a slight glare, but you still hear nothing. Quietly, he muttered something under his breath about being glad he sent Kachina home first. At this point he has accepted that you won't respond to him no matter what, so instead he opted to turn the music up to at least not hear... Well, you know. Very fittingly though, the song playing then was Knee Socks by Arctic Monkeys.

While Kinich was despairing in the front, the two in the back were enjoying the ride more and more. You were now kissing like there's no tomorrow. Mualani's tongue slips into your mouth and you let it, pressing against it with your own. She's got her hand in your shorts, kneading the flesh of your behind, you've got you hand under her bra, fondling with her breast.

You both pulled away to get some air and stared at each other deeply. There was a weird taste in your mouth, but that too you didn't register. Instead you were focused on the half blue half red sapphires just a couple of centimeters before you.

Futilely, you tried to say a simple "pretty," but all that came out was an incoherent babble. You were... Amazed by how beautiful she was, even with her messy hair, smeared lipstick and almost no light for you too see her.

Fueled with a new animalistic desire, you pulled her down against your lips again. This time you were the one to visit her mouth and she complied. She tasted like alcohol. Like your own mouth, actually. You tasted the same.

"Mm-!" you moaned into the kiss. She had just found your most private parts.

Hearing that, she chuckled breathily, parting your lips once more. She played a bit more with the same spot, eliciting an erotic and pretty vocal reaction. Not feeling satisfied yet, she hooked her pointer fingers at the waistband of your shorts.

"Alright, that's enoug, my car is not a motel," Kinich hastily said, already opening the door on Mualani's side of the car. Despite her weak protests, he dragged her towards your house, actually half piggybacking her, and opened the door with the keys he got from you beforehand. The muscles he had built up from all the sports he did finally got put to good use.

He even carried her, and later you, all the way to the bedroom, thinking it would be more comfortable no matter if you two decide to sleep or fuck. Leaving your drunk and horny friends alone in a house, on the same bed even, might seem like an irresponsible action, but really, he had no idea what else he could do. The two of you have always looked at each other funnily anyways.

Before he went home himself, he poured two glasses of water and put it on the nightstand but when brought the glasses from the kitchen you were already back at it, hence why he left as soon as possible.

That's how you woke up next morning, naked and pressed up against Mualani's warm, also naked body. It seemed like you really needed to have a serious talk about your friendship. Oddly enough though, you were looking forward to it.

#mualani x reader #genshin impact #mualani #smut #friends to lovers #kinich #kachina

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