#but 8 months later it Still hurts when i press on that spot. it's fucking crazy man what the hell is my body.

[orcelito]

So evil when a thing tugs on a healing piercing and u experience the wrath of God condensed down to a single moment

[divine-misfortune]

Mushy May, day 8. First time.

Rating: Mature (no outright fucking...yet-)

Pairing: Zephyr/Ifrit

Words: 741

Summary: Zephyr can’t be subtle, it’s not working.

If the breath wasn’t almost entirely knocked out of him when his back hit the mattress, Ifrit would have burst into a fit of nervous giggles. He could feel the grin splitting his face, a little crooked but wide enough his cheeks were going to start hurting. He moved to sit up but Zephyr stepped between his knees and braced a hand flat to his chest to keep him in place. 

“Stay right there,” the corners of their lips curled into something cat-like. “I like the way you look like this.”

Color had already been present in his cheeks, and it had been since Zephyr first dared to touch him, but hearing that made his face nearly glow red.

They’d chosen the spot on the couch beside him when the pack had settled in for movie night, and dragged the quilt from the back of the couch to their laps. He was used to Zephyr cozying up to him, they claimed it was only because they liked how warm he was and usually Ifrit was inclined to believe that, but their hand found its way under the blanket and settled briefly on his knee. They drifted further and further from the initial contact and the idea of paying attention to whatever was on the TV was quickly forgotten when they squeezed his inner thigh. 

Ifrit spent the entirety of the movie trying not to outright squirm from the gentle touch toying with his inseam and damn near fell on his face when he got up. He wasn’t casual in his exit from the living room, making a rather clumsy exit the second the credits started to roll. He owed Aether an apology for stepping on his tail. 

But the apology was something to worry about later. His attention was entirely focused on the air ghoul and the pressure of their weight settling in his lap. Zephyr’s ears perked a little when they finally sat, and they laughed softly. The sound was familiar like the brass wind chimes in the garden, a sweet noise that trickled in and lingered in his head. 

“You’re this hard already?” Zephyr hummed, seemingly pleased with themselves.

“Hard not to be when you spent the last two hours feeling me up.” Ifrit snorted. His hands came to rest on Zephyr’s legs but the air ghoul guided him to their waist instead. 

“Candle light…You’re pretty but you’re oblivious, I had to get bold.” 

“I am not oblivious.” 

Zephyr made a low noncommittal sound in response before leaning down and Ifrit’s grip on their waist went tight, thumbs pressing into their hips. He held his breath. They were almost flush against his chest and he could almost feel the pitter patter of their heartbeat filling in the spaces between his own pulse. Always filling in the places Ifrit left empty, and he loved that about them. 

“And yet you haven’t noticed I’ve been dying for you to kiss me for months.” They whispered it like a secret, words not meant to escape the space between them. Even if they were alone, it was a confession in earnest that was meant for his ears only. Not even the Unholy Father. 

Their eyes were hooded, silvery gaze focused on the slight part of his lips. He could feel his brain struggling to keep up with them so close, with them in his grasp, with them sat just right in his lap. Did they know they were wearing away at his restraint by simply sitting still? His cock ached in desperation, so close to the tight heat of their body but confined by layers of fabric. 

When the fire ghoul didn’t immediately respond, Zephyr whined. They fucking whined. It was low and needy in their throat, and the prettiest sound he’d ever fucking heard in his life. They shifted their hips and Ifrit’s dick twitched. He breathed a curse, wondering if they consciously curled their tail around his calf. 

His mind raced with a thousand and one images, he wanted to give them everything. Ifrit wanted to learn every inch of their body, what made their toes curl and their eyes flutter, what words he’d have to whisper to turn them as red as the sheets he’d have them splayed out on. He wanted their body to ache with pleasure, until every nerve ending in their body burned with his devotion. 

“Don’t make me beg Iffy…I want to be engulfed by you, wildfire.” 

[jstarr86]

SORRY SO SHORT

CHAPTER3

NAT POV

2 MONTHS LATER

Oh god oh my god. I sat crying looking around my dorm, what the fuck was I supposed to do. I just had the worst news ever. College was done with me and my scholarship was being retracted effective immediately. Least what they said and what coach and some staff wanted. I had 60 days to figure out school. I walked down the hall to my best friends room. We had managed and pleaded every year to be in the coed dorms and as close as possible and this year got placed in a apartment and somehow together. He was sitting in his room Galina in his arms as they kissed and I felt bad for interrupting.

“Sorry, um I’ll just come back later.”

“Snickers, what’s wrong.”

“Nothing just ignore me have fun.”

“Natasha.” Joe said as I stopped, he got up coming to me and gently lifting my head. “You don’t cry, you broke your arm when we were 8 jumping out of trees and didn’t cry.”

“Um I have to leave, my I lost my scholarship.”

“How your on the deans list, what! Snickers what happened they can’t just-“

“I’m pregnant.” He shut up but his eyes widened and then his jaw slacked back open as he looked down at my stomach.

“You- what?”

“I’m pregnant Joe, I can’t play so they want to pull it.”

“That’s illegal they can’t pull it.”

“I can’t play-“

“So there’s a rule they can’t do that and besides you have amazing grades they can’t just drop you.”

“What do I do?”

“How, we ain’t been home since break-“

“Asshole I’m almost 8 weeks. Josh knocked me up on break.”

“When the hell did you guys even find-“

“Don’t worry we did, a lot.”

“Does he know?”

“No not yet hell I just found out.”

“So I know first?”

“Well duh I don’t know who else to talk to your my best friend and I can’t tell Josh.”

“Why not, wait your keeping it right?”

“Yes Joe you know I am. But I can’t just call him and be like oh yeah I’m pregnant.”

“Why not.”

“Oh my god.” Galina said as she hit him in the arm. “That’s not something to say over the phone. How would you feel if that was me and I said it over a phone call?”

“I mean what else can she really do.”

“You guys said he’s not far right? Drive there.”

“Actually that is a good idea beautiful. Snickers?”

“What do I say, I - we didn’t plan on this Joe we’re still kids, hell we are at different schools in different states, he, he wants to be in the NFL I- I’m gonna ruin his life.” I said starting to cry again at the thought of hurting him in any way

“Snickers uce loves you. You’re not ruining his life or yours and yeah we are young and this wasn’t planned but we got this, our families got us ok.” Joe got me calmed down holding my hair as I puked from nerves and being worked up as Galina went and got crackers and sprite from the cafeteria in our building. We then got in the car as Joe drove us four hours to Livingston. Getting there we found out Josh was in practice so we went and waited. I easily spotted him and smiled watching him. As practice ended he ended up seeing us and jogged up dabbing up his cousin before hugging me and pressing a kiss to my lips ignoring his teammates.

“Damn she thick.”

“Yeah and she’s mine.” Josh growled as I rubbed his arm. He was definitely a hot head and wore his heart on his sleeve. He didn’t compartmentalize his emotions like Joe or Jon. “What’s up Ma everything ok? Everything good back home uce?”

“Yeah but you and Snickers need to talk uce.”

“What’s up?” He asked looking at me.

“Go change baby.”

“You sure.” I nodded as he kissed me jogging off. I sat bouncing my leg nervously. Only stopping when my best friend placed a gentle hand on my knee.

“Calm down before you get sick again.”

“I’m scared Joe. I’m scared teddy bear.” He sighed hugging me

“It’s gonna be ok, I promise.”

“Aye what’s up.” Josh walked up quickly getting worried “what’s wrong baby why you upset.”

“We’ll let y’all talk.” Joe took Linas hand as they walked off the bleachers and started walking.

“Baby girl what’s up?”

“We gotta talk.”

“You breakin up with me? Find someone else?”

“No, no nothing like that, it’s worse.”

“You cheat?”

“No did you?”

“No.” He saw me nervous as he looked at me “Snickers talk to me.”

“I’m pregnant Josh”

“What? You for real?” I looked at him like he was crazy, like for real I ain’t drive hours for a joke “how? When you due?”

“Yes I’m for real I ain’t drive here for some bullshit I’m almost 8 weeks and it happened while we was on break and you couldn’t put your dick up.”

“Aye you wasn’t complaining when you was calling me daddy and telling me not to stop.”

“Joshua!” I couldn’t help but laugh as I pushed his shoulder. Grateful he’d made me laugh always making me feel better. I sat next to him as he put an arm around me “I’m sorry I’m ruining everything, you’re life.”

“You not ruining anything, timing may suck but not like I ain’t thought about kids wit you you know ima marry you one day.”

“You really mean that?”

“Hell yeah I mean it the fuck. So we havin a baby.”

“Yeah.”

“What about school? Your parents kno?”

“Well I obviously can’t play anymore but I wanna finish and no just Joe and Galina and us.”

“Ok so we need tell our parents but we got this, I don’t know what we fixin to do about school we in different states and Jon just bounced he wasn’t doing good and dropped. How we raise a baby apart, I don’t wanna miss nothin.”

“We got one more year we can do it. It won’t be but a few months between when I have the baby and us graduating.”

“You right but shit I’m still missin a lot what about appointments and all that and labor what happens when you have this kid?”

“Josh it’s four hours we I’m already freaking enough we gotta stay positive.”

“You right, you right.”

After spending the night in Alabama we headed back to Georgia and Josh very reluctantly letting me go but kissing my stomach. He’d spend the whole night his hand on my stomach. After I got back to school I doubled down so I could graduate early. Josh and I would tell our parents next weekend we were taking a few days and driving home. Joe of course came with me. We told Josh’s parents first and they both were shocked but excited. Jon excited and hugging us happy he was gonna be an uncle and Uncle Eki was happy everyone hugging us. We then drove to my parents house where it definitely wasn’t received the same, my parents weren’t happy and thought I was ruining my life and Josh’s and my father was especially upset about it. He looked at me and set Josh off with his words when he said I should have an abortion that we didn’t need children and essentially said if I decided to keep this child I was out of the family I would be disowned and cut off, My mom didn’t fully agree and thought that was a bit too far but didn’t say anything so I stood up went to my room packing what I could of clothes personal items and pictures I cherished and my favorite stuffed animal I’d had since I was a baby and with Josh’s help put it in his car since my dad said I couldn’t take my car since he’d paid for it and it was in his name. Josh went to his mom and dad house and put my stuff in his room and when his parents asked he said I got kicked out my family said get rid of it or don’t come home or call because I was making a mistake so my stuff was gonna be in his and Jon’s old room til we got a place after school. He then the next day drove me back to school. I was only there 3 months before I left getting my credits all early and went back to Florida using some saved money for a crappy apartment and getting a job at a furniture company that Joes older sister Vanessa owned.

[micromanfever]

Vampiro Podcat w/guest Latin Lover Pt2 recap

Part 2 of my recap of this Latin Lover interview.

He calls Vampiro "Yan" for Ian.

Latin Lover recalls AAA pushing new 4 young stars to the forefront in hopes of cashing in on their popularity with the female audience at the time by pitting them against each other.

Hector Garza

Perro Aguayo

Heavy Metal

Latin Lover

Latin says during this time Vampiro was coming back into AAA as a regular again. But it was Heavy Metal who was not a fan of the idea and felt insecure about Vampiro coming in. Latin knew that they could do big business by adding Vamp to the program. He would convince Heavy Metal that it would be best to remain professional because, Vamp could easily take his spot in the program and the others would see it the same.

Latin, Perro, Garza would work frequently together and always make sure the crowd left happy. No matter if they got the result or not.

Latin does mention the show aspects of working. Revealing a general idea of how they do it.

Vampiro still has a burning passion for wrestling that he cannot get rid of it. But says many mental habits have formed from living that lifestyle. Like blocking out dates when personal life things come up.

Latin brings up how promoters would call him up when he talk about retirement. Then he goes into how he opened a gym to wrestle less.

Latin talks about how promoters would short change him when he was working injured and not as popular.

Vampiro fangirls for Latin while talking about his dancing with the stars win.

Vampiro breaks down and admits he thinks about death and not wanting to live this life anymore. But finds ways to keep himself motivated thru others.

Vampiro starts talking about Latin Lover coming in for a show and Jeff Jarrett causing problems at the time.

Vampiro tears into Jarrett for being the cause of him not achieving much in WCW. As he states, "the plan was for me to win the world title. Jarrett was the champion. He shot the plan down after saying that I was not over enough and it would hurt him to lose to Vampiro"

Vamp says Jeff Jarrett was the reason he didn't fullfil what was destined for him in WCW and he would never forget it.

Vamp remebers the segment with Jeff and Latin on the live show. It was not planned where they were going with it. But he recalls Jarrett was drunk or whatever and fuck up everything. They had a shmoz in the ring and Vampiro was so anxious to do anything about the situation.

Latin backed down after they settled down and everyone left the ring. He later talks about AAA coming to him for a spot. He gave them a number and didn't budge. Dorian caved in and paid him and his travel.

Latin Lover only came back to AAA to finally retire to have more family time. He only agreed to come in for AAA if Vampiro would be allowed back. Dorian who had blocked Vampiro finally accepted.

Vampiro wanted to work one year for his retirement tour. Latin injured his knee immediately and that set off a chain of events that included a bacterial infection that left him bed ridden for a months. A time where it was unsure if he would live. He has since regained his health.

Latin critiques new wrestlers for all looking and working the same. Unlike Vampiro, who was an original creation.

Vampiro recalls how the workers back in the 90s were ahead of their time. He brings up other wrestlers trying to dance like them, but Latin jokes about beating them up for stealing his gimmick.

Looking at old pictures, they mention being so skinny for working 8 times a week.

They talk about JBL becoming a Vampiro copy that Carlos Elizondo tried to recreate the magic that Vampiro had.

Vampiro and Latin Lover talk about their issues with Konnan. Latin says that Konnan is the one person that most wanted to kill his career, it was Konnan.

He would always go on to talk major shit and cut him down whenever he could.

Hijo del Santo would go on to defend Konnan, who berated Latin for gorrila pressing someone. He said if he had a problem with Latin Lover doing that move, he should go talk to Canek. (known for press slamming as a feat of strength) (famously slammed Andre the Giant)

Konnan got hot at Hijo del Santo, who refused to back down to Konnan. They were about to fight when Eddy Guerrero and Blue Panther broke it up. Jerry Estrada got in Latin's ear for not defending himself. He would beat his ass if he didn't stand up for himself.

One night in Saltillo MX. Konnan would again go on to bully Latin Lover and spit in his face. As well as give him an unprotected chairshot to the head during their match. Once they got behind the curtain, Konnan shoved Latin to the ground. Jerry Estrada was right there and let Latin know he had to go through with it.

Latin Lover says "we enclosed ourselves in a room and went to blows.""I was crying in a fit of rage"

Konnan was yelling at him to hold back and stop fighting. He would go on to explain that he was paranoid about Latin Lover becoming a copy of him. People broke up that fight before anything major happened.

Promoters weeks later would not book Latin if Konnan was on the show and explain why to Latin.

Hector Garza called him months after all the luchadores left for WCW. He tricked him into speaking with Konnan. Who would offer Latin a chance to land a great deal with WCW.

At this time Latin Lover was more or less gaining status in AAA and on his way to taking the spot Konnan had as Antonio Pena's underling. Antonio was upfront with Latin and promised him to give him the push Konnan got if he stayed. Latin would agree if he made what he wanted.

They struck a deal.

Years later Konnan was coming back to AAA Latin was well established in AAA at this point. (around 01-03?)

He had spoken with Antonio Pena about the rumor of Konnan returning. He promised Latin that Konnan would only return over his cold dead body. And one day weeks later they spot an SUV enter the venue they were working and knew it was Konnan.

So Latin Lover spoke with Antonio Pena after it was official. His reasoning was that it was best for business and nothing personal.

Latin Lover was having a dispute at the time with AAA over rights to his character. Octagon was having the same problems with AAA at the time. Latin spoke with Konnan not to get involved or mention him on interviews.

Latin refused to work with AAA some time later after the Octagon settlement came out.

AAA held a press conference addressing that and publicly dressed down Latin Lover for no showing an event. Burying him as a draw and talent for his age. Konnan was a speaker at this press conference.

Latin Lover ran into Konnan years later (recently) He called him a son of a bitch and idiot for taking all those drugs.

Latin worked with AAA recently and had to communicate with Konnan. It was here where he laid the ground rules for their professional relationship. Where they had agreed to ignore each other when they would be in the other's presence.

Latin went on to explain how Konnan was a bitch and a pain to deal with. Always messing with them and their stuff. Putting food and human fecal matter in his boots.

Vampiro brings up the Psicosis slap video which Latin felt sad to see it. Vampiro is overjoyed giving a play-by-play of the video.

Psicosis told Vampiro that he was going to beat Konnan's ass weeks earlier. Vampiro said that he knows that he went in there with gunmen watching his back in case there were people from AAA trying to intervene. He sent Vamp the video after he had done it.

Adolfo (LA Park) also called to convince Latin to listen to Konnan and do business. That Konnan was a changed man. - Weeks later Adolfo called back to say, "this motherfucker will never change, you were right."

Vampiro says Konnan was in charge of the Mexicans in WCW and would even be in charge of delivering their pay. "if he didn't like you, he would withold your check".

Latin Lover knew he had to leave when he left AAA in the mid 2000's because everyone was copying what he does.

Latin Lover would tell other talent to start doing different things to stand out. Like buy a pet to bring with you everywhere. Like a monkey. That way people would want pictures of you with your monkey.

He heavily criticizes the way everyone copied each other's gimmicks. He took it upon himself to control things like that while he was in AAA towards the end.

But he would care less and less with his entertainment career taking off.

Latin Lover is still working in entertainment and TV. Currently as host/judge on a daytime variety show on a big national TV network. The show is called "Hoy" (today)

Vampiro says he has invitations to work in Italia and Japan from wrestling companies. He says at any moment he could die if he gets hit in the head and neck.

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[0nlythrowharrybeaux]

Compromised - 15**^

THIS IS A BEAST but it's done! I will also be writing a prologue to leave this wrapped up in a nice little bow. Let me know what you'd like to see in the prologue! I have a few ideas, but your feedback/suggestions are always welcome! Thanks for coming on this journey with me!

WC: 18.9K (sorryyy)

WARNING: physical violence, death by firearm

It’d been about a month and a half since Y/N and Harry had moved back to his main home. His arm was healed enough that he was doing physical therapy now to get full mobility back, which he was working really hard at. They were still enjoying their time together, it was nice to finally have someone around in the capacity of companionship, something they had both been estranged from for years. The biggest difference in the home was that the windows and glass doors in Harry’s home were bullet resistant now. Despite what had happened there, Y/N felt safe so long as she was with Harry. 

“Anyone home?” She heard Matt entering the home and she bit her lip nervously. Out of everyone, he still hadn’t taken well to her after discovering the truth about her. 

“Just me.” She called out and he sighed before coming into the kitchen.

“So it was a set up.” He mumbled.

“What?” She asked, looking up from the veggies she was chopping.

“Niall and Liam told me to come over for dinner.”

“Oh.” She nodded, “Well they will be over and you’re more than welcome to have dinner with us, but dinner is at 8. Guess they’re gonna be at the warehouse a little longer. Allan and Emma will be here too.” She extended the invitation.

“Yeah, alright. I’ll be back later then.” He said and she sighed.

“Hey, I’m sorry for deceiving you all.” She apologized for what was maybe the tenth time, “I was just doing my job, Matt. I was never going to come after you guys and get you in any trouble I just needed to get to Dominic and-”

“Look, let’s not. OK?” He interrupted and she frowned.

“I can’t, Matt. You’re one of Harry’s best friends, I mean, you don’t have to like me, but just know that I’m not going to hurt him.” She said and he shook his head.

“But you are though. That’s why I’m angry. I get it, you did what you had to do, but whatever the fuck this is, it’s not going to end well for one of you and my bets are on Harry.” He said and she frowned.

“Matt, no. I would never do anything to put Harry through more than he’s been through!” She defended, putting down the knife and circling the island to come over to him.

“I’m not sure if everyone, including you, forgot that you abandoned your post at the CIA. That means that someone is coming to look for you if they’re not already, maybe you’ve already been found, I don’t know how that shit works. I hate to be the pessimist in this situation but if they find you what’s going to happen? They either take you back to America or kill you on the spot, yes or no?” He asked and she frowned and swallowed the lump forming in her throat, “Answer me.” He pressed and she nodded in confirmation, “That is what’s going to ruin Harry. I don’t give a fuck about the things you did before, it’s this!” He gesticulated at the kitchen counter, “This is what’s pissing me off! You’re out here everyday cooking and cleaning,  playing the doting girlfriend and caring for him and giving him all of the happiness and love in the world and one day he’s going to come home and you’ll be gone and never heard form again! It’s going to kill him, Y/N.” He stated in exasperation, like he’d been holding on to these thoughts for ages and was finally able to say them, “I can’t pretend that that’s not a very real possibility. I won’t warm up to you and lose sight of reality. Someone needs to keep themselves in check because when that day comes we can’t all be a fucking mess and let it catch us by surprise.” He explained sadly, “It’s not that I don’t like you. I think you’re lovely. I just think that you’re both playing yourselves for fools and it’s reckless.” He said and she nodded as a tear streamed down her cheek, followed by a few more and she wiped them quickly with her hands, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you cry.” He came closer and she sighed.

“It’s fine.” She said with a curt nod, “You’re right. I don’t know what’s going to happen to me, but Harry and I have decided that we’re just going to enjoy the time we have. He doesn’t think that Sally will take too kindly to his disappearance, she’s sort of iced him out.” She explained and Matt sighed.

“Fuck…”

“Yeah, so ummm, it can be either one of us. And well, it is hard to think about, but if we dwell on it too much it fucking sucks. So, we’ve acknowledged the challenges and potential outcomes and decided that it’s better to live as fully as we can now and you may not agree with that mentality but I do hope that you can respect what we’ve decided enough to not shit on our parade. I know you care for Harry, but he’s just as in on this as I am, support his decision.” She said and he nodded, his eyes glued to a spot on the floor before him.

“Yeah, alright.” He agreed and looked back into her eyes, “Again, I’m sorry for making you cry. I was a prick.”

“S’alright.” She assured, “Do you ummm, do you wanna help me with dessert, s’pretty simple.” She said and he nodded with a small smile. The next few hours flew by and Y/N was happy that she understood a little more about Matt and where he was coming from. She’d bonded well with everyone else and it had just been him who was hard to reach. But things had shifted now, she wasn’t going to force a friendship with him if he felt there was too much to lose, but at least they could get along now and that was good enough. 

Everyone was a little shocked that they had spent hours together and that he had even helped with their meal, but it just made the evening even better. This was their little family. Dinner was delicious and now they were playing some hide and seek with Emma. Y/N had found a really good spot for her and they giggled softly as Axel counted loudly and Y/N held up her index finger to her lip before scurrying off to find her own hiding spot. She was rushing down the hall, past Harry’s tattoo studio, thinking about maybe hiding in the tub of the downstairs bathroom when suddenly a hand came over her mouth and the other wrapped around her waist and she panicked for a second before a familiar warmth and scent overcame her senses.

“S’ just me, baby.” Harry assured as she relaxed in his hold.

“Scared me.” She grumbled in slight irritation as he let his hand moved from her mouth and he grinned before pulling her into his office.

“Sorry.” He whispered as he leaned back against the door to shut it and then his fingers turned the lock. That little detail didn’t go unnoticed by her.

“That’s cheating.” She pointed out with a grin.

“M’kinda over this game and you looking fucking delicious in that dress.” He hummed as he came up to her and she shook her head with a soft laugh.

“Harry, no.” she said sternly, but wearing a smile, “You’re insane.”

“Baby, we’ll be quick.” He said as he looped his arms around her and squeezed at her ass and she sighed. She had no resolve when it came to him, it was awful.

“There are like six other people in this house, one of them is a child. What if they hear us?” She asked as he walked her back to his desk, “Do you really want your buddies to know what my noises are?” She asked, trying to deter the inevitable from happening. It was a little exhilarating to know they weren’t alone, but it still made her nervous.

“Of course not. But I’ll just need you to be really quiet.” He said as he dipped down to kiss her hungrily and she moaned softly as his tongue invaded her mouth. She was helpless when it came to him, her arms looped around his neck, fingers finding their way into the curls at the back of his head as he picked her up and came around the desk until he was plopping down into the chair he had at his desk.

His hands slid up her thighs until his fingers were toying with the elastic band of her underwear and she ground into his crotch, letting out a soft whine at the friction against her core from his jeans and the bulge in them. Harry was breathing hard into her mouth as she started humping at him in more rhythmic pace. He felt like a teenager who was trying to hide from his parents what he was doing with his girl; fighting hard to stay quiet as to not arouse suspicion; getting overwhelmed at the implication that in just. A few more minutes he would be thrusting his cock into a tight, warm, wet cunt to get his rocks off. For some reason having an orgasm seemed like the priority right now. Just the situation had him more aroused than normal and he needed to get inside of her before he made a mess of his pants.

“Angel,” he panted, “I’ve gotta get inside of you.” He whispered, “Please.”

“Yeah, OK.” She whispered, moving back on his thighs to help him tug down his pants and briefs, his jeans were sitting just below his bum and she was kneeling up, holding the skirt of her dress up against her tummy and moving her panties to the side. Harry had occupied himself with pulling down the neckline of her dress so that her breasts spilled out over the top of it.

“Fucking perfect.” He hummed before wrapping his lips around one of her nipples and she whined out his name as he sucked harshly and used his teeth a bit to leave a love bite over her sensitive bud. He pulled back after a couple seconds and he hummed, laying one final peck to the slightly sore bud and guided her closer. He didn’t even have to hold up his cock from how hard he was, she just brought herself down and teased at his tip a bit, opening up her mouth for his fingers to slip into her mouth. She hummed around the thick digits resting on her tongue, loving the slightly salty taste of his skin, making her salivate and suck.

“Go on, baby, sit on my cock.” He urged and she started sinking down and he bit hard on his bottom lip and his eyes rolled back as her warm, wet walls swallowed his length up. She bit down on his fingers, not too hard, but enough to help stifle the moan that was desperately fighting to flow from her mouth, “Y’feel so good, baby.”  He whispered. After a few seconds of adjusting he slipped his fingers from her mouth and pulled her down to kiss her sloppily as she started grinding on him, feeling his cock pressing into the spots of her that made her melt for him. She started picking up the pace, bouncing on his cock, landing roughly in his lap and he groaned as quietly as he could, helping her movements as much as possible. His eyes landed on her chest and then he moved the skirt of her dress out of the way to watch his cock disappearing into her tight little hole, “Fuck,” he whispered, “Gonna come watching that tight little thing taking my whole cock.” He whispered hoarsely and she whimpered quietly as his fingers came to her clit. He got overwhelmed just watching this and he started to thrust up against her, hitting deeper and deeper. His thrusts started spiking her pleasure building up her need to come.

“Baby, I’m getting close!” She warned quietly.

“Me too. Keep riding my cock just like that. Make me come, keep fucking me until yo make me come.” He ordered and she was determined to do just that. He started thrusting up into her harder and faster, with every impact of his cock against her insides a deep pleasure was radiating from deep inside of her out to the tips of her toes. She started feeling all tingly and determined as ever as all of the feelings, physical and emotional, started to heighten. 

“Oh my god!” She whispered breathily as her walls started to flutter around his cock. Her body started to shiver as her orgasm started to overcome her. The way she grew wetter and pulsed around him was pushing him over the edge as well. He pressed her down hard onto him and they were grinding desperately against each other, her clit being tickled by the hairs against his pubic bone, it was a euphoric added touch, it was the one thing that had her breath hitching as she started to come undone. Suddenly the door knob was rattling as someone tried to open it and her eyes widened and she started to slow down.

“Don’t you fucking stop.” He panted, grabbing her head and focusing her to face him. His eyes were not leaving hers and she’d never seen him so desperate for it, “Want you to make me come, baby. I’m right there. Please.” He pleaded to her, swallowing thickly as his brows furrowed and she did as he told her. She kept grinding a few more times until they were both bursting and vibrating with pleasure. They could hear Niall’s voice, asking if they were in there, but they were far too busy shuddering and breathing heavily, fighting every instinct in them that begged them to just let out every sound they wanted as this euphoric wave took them out and drown them in ecstasy. They were struggling to breathe properly as their bodies tingled with the aftershocks as she started slowing her rocking hips over his.

“If you’re actually in there that’s cheating!” Niall called out and Harry groaned, losing his patience at the interruption.

“Fuck off, Niall!” He called out to which Niall cackled.

“Just messing with you lot. I’ll make sure the kid stays outside for a bit.” He announced and Y/N sighed as her rolling hips slowly came to a stop.

“The things you pull me into, Harry.” She chuckled under her breath and he leaned up and kissed her, “Now I’ll  have to go clean up and get on some new panties-”

“Mmmm, no.” he decided and she sighed.

“We can’t stay here, Harry.”

“We won’t be staying here and you won’t be getting new knickers on yet.” He said and she looked at him a bit perplexed. Still inside of her he lifted them both up and sat her on his desk. She glanced up at him before his lips hovered over hers for a moment and then they crashed into hers hungrily. She whined against his lips as he pulled her closer to the edge and start thrusting into her again. The exposed skin all over her body pimpled with goosebumps as he rammed deep into her making her head roll back as he held himself deep inside.

“What’s gotten into you?” She panted through a giggle and he shrugged.

“Dunno, but I fucking love you and I love that dress and it’s got me fucking revved up.” He panted as delivered another rough thrust and once again stilled deep inside of her, “And I want you to listen to me.” He said and she nodded and then whined softly when he pulled himself from her, “Tighten up for a sec, can’t make a mess.” He said and her walls clenched tight to not get any of his cum on the carpet beneath them, “Good girl.” He said before kissing her lips quickly as he guided her underwear back over her, “You’re gonna sit there with my cum keeping you nice and wet until everyone leaves and I can fuck you again. Uncensored this time.” He said as he slapped her clothed pussy gently and she scoffed in protest.

“Harry, no. That’s not even fair!”

“Don’t pretend you don’t like it.” He responded cooly and she bit her lip, “Just act normal. How much longer can they be around?” He asked and she sighed.

“The things I do for love.” She whispered before kissing his lips and shortly after she fixed her boobs back into her dress they headed back out with everyone else. They had decided to play some Uno in their absence. They promised Emma at least two games, that would go by in a jiffy.

It had been two hours, Emma and Allan were long gone and those remaining were starting to feel the high set in from some edibles that Niall had brought with him. Harry didn’t like to do drugs often, but he indulged this time because why the hell not. Also, it was helping to keep him calm. It was hard for him to know that Y/N was sitting there, with her knickers full of his cum and he couldn’t do anything about it. 

Y/N on the other hand had taken the edible without a single hesitation although it was her first time in her life doing a drug. She didn’t think it would be that big of a deal or that big of an effect. But she soon discovered otherwise, she straight up had tunnel vision and the one thing at the end of the tunnel she kept honing in on was Harry. More specifically his cock. She was horny and sleepy and hungry at the same time, but the horniness was overtaking everything. She was trying her best to act normal, as he had told her, but it was getting really hard. Everyone was all giggly and relaxed and she was sitting there, across from her boyfriend, feeling like she was on fire. She couldn’t handle it anymore. She raised her hand and everyone looked at her in confusion.

“Excuse me, but I’ve never been high before this and I’m just feeling a lot of things.” She announced, “I just… I need some alone time.” She elaborated, “Goodnight. I love you all. Thank you for this, it’s really delightful.” She smiled lazily before heading inside. She could hear everyone laughing at her announcement and she giggled to herself as she made her way up to Harry’s room. Well, their room. She needed to get off and she needed Harry’s help.

 Despite his previous order to leave the panties on she got out of them and just tossed on one of his t-shirts. She then took a saucy picture of herself, alluding to the fact that she wasn’t wearing panties and sent it to him and now, to wait.

*********

Harry’s phone buzzed it was from Y/N and he opened it only for his throat to feel dry as he saw a little boomerang of her lifting his KISS t-shirt right over the swell of her ass. He did nothing to hide the groan that left his throat, but everyone was stoned, he was sure no one really paid attention since they were still chatting and giggling. 

“I’m gonna ummm, go check on Y/N.” He announced as he stood, “With it being her first time being stoned and whatnot. I had no idea.” He said and Niall rolled his eyes.

“Whatever you say, mate. You lot are insatiable. Should be ashamed of yourselves.” He joked.

“If you got fucked as good as I am you’d be insatiable too.” Harry bickered back.

“Oh OK, so she’s doing the fucking?” Niall teased and the rest of the lads chuckled. 

“Oh fuck you.” Harry murmured. Everyone except Matt was high, he had agreed to drive them home.

“They’re just enjoying their time together, let ‘em be.” He huffed to Niall and Harry just smiled at him.

“Exactly what he said.” Harry stated in agreement, “Night boys! Stay as long as you like, but don’t expect us to be respectful of you.” He called out as he headed inside.

“Well, that’s our cue to go. I don’t want to hear Harry fucking anyone again.” Niall said aloud as he stood.

“Again?” Axel asked with a chuckle and droopy eyes.

“We were in the dorms together, he wasn’t as discrete as he thought he was.” Niall chuckled.

“Neither were you, Niall!” They heard faintly from the kitchen and burst into laughter before deciding to head out. Harry headed up the stairs with a large glass of water for Y/N. When he walked in she was sprawled out on the bed.

“Hi, baby. You feeling alright?” He asked softly as he set the glass down and then caressed her arm.

“Mhmmm. this feels really good.” She said with a lazy smile before she broke out into a large yawn and he chuckled, still feeling floaty himself.

“It does.” He agreed.

“Please get in bed with me.” She said and he chuckled.

“I will, but I need brush my teeth and wash up first, OK?” He said.

“Can I come with you?” She asked and he smiled tenderly.

“Course, baby. C’mon.” He said extending his hand to her and she grabbed it and he tugged her up and guided her into the bathroom, helping her onto the counter where she sat beside him as he started his evening routine. She just watched him lovingly, pressing kisses to his cheek, head, or shoulder depending on what he was doing. When he finished up he carried her bridal style back to the bed where they stumbled onto the mattress in a fit of giggles and she just wanted to be close to him. She needed to; there was this pull she felt deep in her heart and soul that she had never felt before. His arms felt heavier around her than normal and he felt softer and warmer than he already was and it was exceedingly comforting.

“Baby.” She said softly and he hummed in acknowledgement, “Matt and I finally made up. I mean, I understood where he was coming from. He thinks that we’re a bit foolish for pretending like absolutely everything is fine when at any moment either one of us could be ripped away.” She shared and he frowned.

“Don’t say that.”

“S’just what he thinks. But I need you to know, while I have no filter,” she said and he smiled, “That I have never been happier in my life. I genuinely feel fulfilled by loving you and you loving me back. You brought so much joy and meaning to my life. I am absolutely enamored with every part of you, even the ones that make me mad, everything about you was made for me and I just needed you to know how I feel about you. Love doesn’t even begin to describe it.” She said and he just rolled over her and kissed her deeply, with so much passion bleeding between them.

“I feel the exact same way about you.” He said against her lips, “Maybe when we’re less impaired we can talk about the contingencies of our circumstances, but for now I just want to tell you that there’s absolutely nothing I wouldn’t do for you.” He reassured and she smiled before kissing him again. They held each other and kissed until they were dozing off.

**********

Sally was putting together her plan. How was she going to deal with Harry? The charity ball was the only time she could get rather close to him but she needed a clever ruse to have him alone before it started. With Harry gone she would then introduce Alexei to those partners present and explain the new partnership with the bravta. She would just poison him, a quick shot to celebrate success perhaps? Then no one would know that she was in on it either. Sally started making preparations to execute her plan, this was what Alexei wanted from her to prove her loyalty. 

**********

“Hey H, what’re we doing here on a Saturday morning?” Mitch asked as he wandered into Harry’s office at the tattoo shop, “I’m rather sleep deprived and I-” he paused when he saw an older and well-dressed woman also in the office with Harry, “Morning.” He smiled at her and she returned the gesture.

“Morning, mate. Sorry it’s early, but I needed to do this with you before anyone else shows up today.” He explained and Mitch nodded, “Take a seat.” Harry invited and Mitch did so in the chair beside this woman he didn’t know.

“Alright, what’s going on?” Mitch asked nervously.

“Well first off, this is Esther Greene, my attorney.” He informed and Mitch smiled at her once again.

“Nice to meet you, Esther.” He said before looking back at Harry, “Why am I here?”

“Because I’m updating my will and I want you as a witness and executor of my plans.” He informed him and Mitch felt a knot forming in his throat.

“H, why are we-”

“It’s just a precaution and it’s in good practice to do this.” He said with a look in his eyes that said we’ll speak after but he continued saying, “After I was attacked a few months ago I started to move some things around because I wanted to ensure everything’s in good hands if anything does end up happening to me and now it’s time to just seal the deal, OK?” He said and Mitch nodded. “Do your thing, Esther.” Harry said and she smiled and nodded.

“Mr. Rowland, correct?” Mitch nodded to her question, “Can I just see some form of identification, preferably with a photo.” She said and he pulled out his wallet to show her his drivers license, “Lovely. So I’m going to need your signature on those three blank lines down the page.” She pointed at to the document.

“What am I signing?”

“These are acknowledgements. S’just you accepting the role of executor and the instructions on when to read the will. What to do if you don’t want to be executor anymore, and what the process is if anyone wants to contest the will.” He nodded and signed.

“This next one is ummm… Mr. Styles?” Esther looked at Harry for further explanation.

“This one is a transference of ownership.” Harry said to Mitch and he frowned, “I’m giving you the shop.”

“H, man, no.” Mitch sighed, “You haven’t thought this through. You’ve worked so hard for this and there’s also the whole thing with-” he stopped himself.

“Everything is right with the business, Mitch. You’re here running it all and ensuring that everything is no less than perfect and I just can’t give it as much time as I used to. I want you to have it and to do with it what you want.” Harry assured and Mitch sighed.

“Can we at least talk about this before I sign?” 

“Yeah, sure.”

“Thanks.”

“Now, Mr. Rowland, I will be sending you a copy of the document you just signed. I will leave this transference of ownership document with Mr. Styles and you can work out what to do with it.” She smiled and Mitch nodded in agreement.

“Yes, sounds good. Thank you.” She smiled.

“Always a pleasure Mr. Styles.” She said to Harry, “And it was lovely to meet you Mr. Rowland.” She said politely before leaving Harry’s office.

“This is scaring me, H.” Mitch said and Harry sighed.

“I don’t mean to do that, but things could possibly take a turn for the worse and I need someone I can trust to take care of everything for me. I want the shop to go to you regardless of what happens. You know what you’re doing and everyone likes you and trusts you. The money that was coming through from my other ventures has been removed and will now be funneled through something else. I bought a bar with one of Louis’ acquaintances and it’s all gonna go through there. The shops all clean now.” He assured him.

“What about your property and other shit?”

“I’m leaving Allan and Emma the flat they’re staying in. I want Y/N to have the other house I’ve got, out near mum and Gem. And the big one we’re staying in now, sell that and give the money to my mum. I’ve also ummm, got some bonds and investments that will need to be liquidated. I’m leaving a bit for Axel, Niall, and Matt to hold ‘em over some. M’also leaving you lot some for Arlo.”

“Harry, no.” Mitch said and Harry shook his head.

“Kids are expensive, alright? S’just a little start up that you can add to and whatnot so that the kid can do whatever he wants with it when he’s older.” Mitch shook his head.

“You’re something else, dude. You’re fucking crazy.” Mitch said with a small and sad smile.

“M’not crazy. I’m just taking care of my own.” He asserted and Mitch sighed.

*********

Meanwhile Harry was off preparing for the worst, Y/N was doing the same. She was writing a letter for Harry. When he offered to go see her family for her she was serious about having him do so, so she was leaving instruction. They deserved some closure too, and then he also would need some in the event she ever got caught by the CIA. She didn’t think she would grieve again after having to leave her family, she didn’t know hurt like that and now she was experiencing it all over again. The idea of losing Harry, of making him hurt that way, it turned her stomach. 

Matt had been right, it was quite foolish for them to just pretend everything was just right when in reality they were both scared shitless of the unknown. She knew that Harry would also grow restless and sad over the possibility of losing her or even his own life, but they wouldn’t show it around each other. They were both so good at pretending, at being strong, at compartmentalizing. It was a blessing and a curse. 

And then there was more that worried her, Harry had mentioned a few days prior that he had actually signed a transfer of ownership to Mitch for the tattoo shop and he wanted to be spending more time there before he completely gave it up. They had talked about him giving it up for when they “moved away” together, but she knew deep down that the reason was more sinister, so he was spending a lot of his free time there. Even with his recovery going well, he still didn’t have the agility and precision necessary to tattoo again, but he had shared that he was practicing on fake skin sometimes. He would also help Mitch, Agnes, and Zayn with their stencils sometimes, sanitize their stations, clean the general areas of the shop, and ring people up too. He just loved being there and Y/N wasn’t holding him back from going. She wanted to drop by today and pay them all a visit, maybe grab them all some lunch? She rarely went our in case someone was still looking for her, but today she just needed to get out of the house. 

*********

“This is agent Adam Foster for Director Whitney.” Adam spoke into the phone as he slowly started to follow the SUV the had just pulled onto the main road. He waited as he continued following the vehicle from a few cars behind.

“Whitney here.” He heard the gruff voice over the phone.

“Director, I was surveilling this Styles guy and she’s here. Agent Y/L/N is here with him.”

“You’re positive?”

“It’s her. I’m following her now. Should I intercept?” He asked, waiting in silence for confirmation.

“Not yet. Dominic Thomas is going to be at that event is he not?”

“That’s my understanding sir. It’s in about two weeks though.” Adam stated.

“You can intercept then. Maybe you kill two birds with one stone.”

“Yes, sir.” 

“Keep in touch with any new developments.”

“Will do.” Adam said before hanging up the phone, “Looks like it’s your lucky day, Y/N.” He said aloud to himself before making a left turn as she continued going straight.

***********

Y/N wasn’t stupid, she knew when someone was following her and she had noticed the safe distance the dark sedan maintained, but from one lane over to keep her in sight. She had done this many times before. This could only mean that she had been found. Which meant Harry was no longer safe. She was no longer safe. The blasted event was just two weeks away and she was plotting on getting some intel on the infamous Sally, find out someway to get Harry off the hook. Maybe she’d sell out Dominic? And now that was all in jeopardy. 

There were weapons at Harry’s house, in the case that there was an attack again, but maybe it was in their best interest to have her leave. She debated on just telling Niall, to not worry Harry, but they had talked about not having any more secrets. Before she even realized it she was parking the car at the back of the shop, in the reserved spot. She forgot about picking up lunch for the team at the shop. Just then, Mitch and Harry walked out from the back door and Harry immediately smiled when he saw here there. She decided to push off her concerns for a moment and just go have a nice time with everyone. She opened up the door and they approached her.

“Hey!” Mitch greeted happily, “What a surprise!”

“Mitchy!” She genuinely smiled as she hopped out and hugged him tight, “How’s Sarah and the baby?” She inquired, pulling back to look at him.

“Really good! He said his first word, Tubby, which is the cat’s name. I mean, s’not mom or dad, but whatever.” He mumbled, making her giggle.

“Uncle Harry’s next.” Harry interjected and Mitch moved out of the way to let him greet Y/N, “Hi, my lovely.” He hemmed and pressed a gentle kiss on her lips and then her forehead, “I’m so happy to see you.” He declared with a bright smile.

“Me too.” 

“What brought you out here?” Harry asked.

“Wanted to bring you all lunch.” She said looking to Mitch, “And I missed you.” She whispered and he kissed her again before his eyes met hers.

“We ordered out and were about to go pick it up. Wanna drive?” Mitch asked.

“Yeah, let’s go.” She agreed and they hopped back in the SUV and they took off. It wasn’t more than twenty minutes before they were back in the shop and closing up so that everyone got a chance to eat. She was there for a bit after they opened up and then decided to just get out of their hair. After much thought, she decided that she would in fact be leaving for a few weeks to get whoever had been following her off her case.

“It was great to see you all!” She called one last time before Harry was interlocking their fingers and guiding her out back.

“Thanks for stopping by, baby.” He hummed as she unlocked the car. Her smiled faded a bit and his did as well as he saw her eyes start to gloss over with tears, “Hey, hey, hey.” He pulled her close into his chest, holding her lovingly, “What’s the matter?” He asked and she sighed.

“Someone’s found me.” She informed and he pulled back a bit, frowning at the news, “They were following me today, I didn’t really see the person, but the maneuvers they were making on the road, they were after me.” She informed him, “I’m not safe and neither and you, I think I should move back to the safe house for a few weeks until-”

“I’m not letting you go out there all alone. What if they follow you out there and-” he couldn’t even finish the sentence, “No fucking way, Y/N. We’re sticking together. It’s harder if it’s two of us.” He reasoned.

“I can’t have you getting hurt again, Harry.” 

“I won’t. It won’t be an ambush because we’re prepared, we’re aware of the threat this time around. I don’t want to be apart from you, angel.” He reiterated and she sighed, “I will protect you myself, if we come here every day we’ll be-”

“No way, you just signed the shop over to Mitch, we can’t put him and the business at risk. If the person following me is CIA or even a hitman hired by the CIA they don’t care to make it messy. They’ll stage, cover-up, whatever they need to do to justify the damages, as long as they accomplish their mission.” She informed, “I can’t do that to you and your friends, H. I won’t.” 

“OK, we stay home then. Alright? But please, don’t go., it’ll drive me absolutely insane not knowing.”

“OK. Would go crazy without you too.” She confessed and he smiled, “I am  concerned about how dependent I’ve become on you. Practically helpless.” She added with a smile and he chuckled.

“You, my gorgeous girlfriend, are anything but helpless.” He assured her with a smile, “You’re smart, strong, determined, caring, and considerate. And on top of that a fucking phenomenal shag.” He grinned with cheek and she felt her face heating with a blush, making Harry chuckle.

“Oh hush…” she hummed timidly, “Well, I’m gonna be heading back home. See you there?”

“M’coming with you. I have a little something I want to do with you actually.” He said and her eyebrows arched up.

“A little something?” She asked and he nodded.

“Nothing sexual.” He chuckled, reading her mind, “I’m a gentleman.” He reminded and she laughed loudly.

“Gentleman? Sure as hell don’t fuck like one.” She grinned and now he was going pink in the face as he chuckled.

“Jesus, baby. Gimme a few, I’ll be right out, OK?” She nodded and hopped into the car, waiting until he was coming back out with his tote on his shoulder and then climbing into the car, “Let’s go home.” He hummed and she nodded and started up the car and they took off.

***********

Things were weird now, it’d been almost a week since Y/N had told Harry someone had been following her. She was glad that she had been honest with Harry, but now everything was tense. After she had told him all of them had regrouped and done a sweep of the house for bugs and hacks in the surveillance equipment and only found that there had been some remote log-ins to his email accounts, Y/N nor Matt, were able to nail down an IP. But the last activity had been at least a month ago. There was a whole fat load of absolutely nothing but she and Harry were still walking on eggshells. Even if they hadn’t found anything, they still felt a bit violated by the possibility of someone peering in on their every move and conversation within the supposed privacy of his home. It was an awful feeling. One she had probably imposed on so many people before, including Harry. She felt so guilty about it now that she understood just how awful it was to be on the receiving end of things.

“Harry.” She spoke softly as he flipped over the pancakes he was making them for breakfast.

“Yeah, love?”

“I’m so sorry.” She sighed.

“For what?” He questioned, turning his attention to her with a frown.

“Things have been weird because we think we’re being watched and I was actually doing the same thing to you and it’s… fucked up.” She huffed, “I can’t believe I was doing this to you. Making you feel unsafe and-”

“Hey baby,” he frowned, “that’s in the past, alright?” He said and she sighed.

“That doesn’t… it doesn’t excuse what I did.” She shook her head with shame and frustration.

“No, but I forgive you for it. So please, stop beating yourself up over it. OK? I’m sorry if I’ve made you feel like I was being weird and distant. I mean, I have been but it’s nothing to do with you being followed. Like that does worry me, a lot, but we have the gala next week and I just have this sinking feeling that I…” he sighed sadly and took a breath to be able to swallow down that lump forming in his throat, “that I won’t be making it out of that hotel.” He finished, staring intently at their interlaced hands. Her eyes were brimming with tears as he spoke this. They hadn’t really talk about that. Was there a plan in place? “I’m terrified of what’s going to happen. I really am.” He confessed and Y/N opened up her arms for him and hugged him tight. Her head was pressed against his chest and she could just hear his heart pounding away intensely.

“Baby, it’s gonna be OK.” She whispered. Just hearing her reassure him  brought him a sense of comfort. He could also her for help. He didn’t want to have her do violent and unsavory things for him, but he knew full well that she would if she asked him. “Is there like a plan worked out for this? Or do you know who would be there that could potentially hurt you?”

“Not sure. Sally needs me, I don’t think she’d try to get anyone else there to hurt me or take me out. I’m too valuable to her, I’m sure she’s livid but the other associates are the ones who will act on their anger. My absence delayed shipments, payments, decisions that needed to be made…”

“I mean, I realize that these are cold criminals and very serious about their money but you can’t talk to them? Explain to them that you were shot and recovering from your injuries?” She asked.

“I don’t see why they would care about that. And maybe they were in on it too? But even the implications of coming forward about that would be bad because I know it’s Dominic who wants me dead…He’s a huge part of our organization, if I said something about that it could complicate a lot for Sally, it could ruin the trust in the organization and eventually people would blame that on me. It’s just way too complicated. But he’s been so unsuccessful that maybe Dom’s been riled up enough that he will take matters in his own hands. Not sure the Russian’s want to see any more setbacks with their plan.” He said and she bit her lip and glanced up to him.

“What if we uncomplicated things?” She asked and Harry’s brows furrowed.

“How do you mean?” He questioned her. 

“W-what if we get to Dominic before he gets to you?” She treaded lightly at the suggestion.

“He has a family…” Harry sighed with sympathy.

“So do you, Harry.”

“I couldn’t… I don’t know what you’ve seen in any government files about me or my friends, but we have never… I’ve never taken a life.” He said.

“I know. You’ve mentioned it before and I would never ask you to compromise that, baby.” She assured him, “But I have already and-”

“You’ve done this once for me. Not again.” He stated firmly.

“Harry, I want to do everything I can to make sure that you’re free. He’s always going to be coming after you. Or maybe Alexei, if Dominic has truly betrayed Sally and he’s siding with the Russians maybe taking out Alexei will cool him off. Alexei doesn’t have a wife or kids and his mother is also deceased and he’s calling the shots.”

“We don’t even know where he is.” Harry said.

“What if he shows up there? At the gala?”

“I doubt it.” He said and she sighed.

“H, if an opportunity presents itself I’m not wasting it. I just need you to know that.” Y/N stated resolutely.

“OK.” He confirmed and she planted a kiss to his cheek before letting go.

The rest of their day went on quite nicely despite the grave tone of their morning. They even decided on a walk to the chippy and were smiley and seated at the little tables posted outside of it. They were just eating calmly, enjoying the slight breeze that was provided and Y/N just looked up at him. He was handsome and smart and his heart was big and full of kindness, compassion, and good will towards everyone, even those who had hurt him. From the very beginning, she knew that he was good. He was so good it made her want to be better.

“Remember when we “ran into each other” here?” She asked him, making air quotes around the running into each other part, and he chuckled and nodded.

“I remember.” He smiled.

“You told me a bit about why you got into tattooing and I ummm…” she sighed, “Since then I knew that I wanted to help you.” She explained with a furrowed brow, “Obviously, you didn’t know I knew about everything else, but I was listening to what you were saying and I just knew that if it was possible, I could try and help you get out. Then that was reaffirmed when you helped Allan.” She said and he was serious, his eyes soft on her, “You’re a good man, Harry. Best man I’ve ever met.” She spoke with conviction.

“I love you, so much.” He said softly.

“I love you too.” 

***************

Y/N and Harry had just finished their spa treatments at the hotel for the gala.

“Alright you two, I hope you enjoyed your treatments. Take your time getting dressed.” One of their masseuses said in a gentle and soothing voice.

“Thank you.” Harry mumbled and soon they heard the door clock shut. Y/N turned her head towards Harry who was already looking at her, a lazy grin on his face, “Feel good?” He asked and she hummed.

“Yeah, amazing.” She hummed and he rolled his eyes, “What?” She breathed through a laugh.

“Don’t think I ever wanna get massaged with you again, you’re just giggling the whole time. Wasn’t all that relaxing.” He said.

“I couldn’t help it! It tickled and hurt sometimes! All those noises you were making, that was the cherry on top.” She teased, “I can’t even get those out of you.” She giggled.

“Hey, that felt really good alright?”

“I don’t make you feel that good?” She asked.

“Even better, but I can’t very well be. Making those kinds of noises for you. You’d laugh. Clearly.” He said and she grinned.

“Never heard a man whimper like that.”

“Alright, let’s get going.” He said standing, letting the towel on his lap drop and she saw the slight bulge in his briefs.

“So that’s why your were whimpering like that…” she teased again.

“Oh my god…” he huffed.

“No, it’s alright. Trudy had good hands.” Y/N said as she dropped the towel from around her body too.

“That can happen sometimes when you’re extremely relaxed!” He defended and she giggled.

“I’m teasing, baby.”

“You’re being a pain in my ass.” He said as she came closer.

“S’alright. I’m quite turned on too so maybe we just skip dinner and head back to the room.” She suggested as she leaned up and kissed his jaw.

“Nah, I think I’d rather eat first.” He said with a smug grin and she glared at him playfully.

“Yeah, fine.” She hummed and got dressed in silence. Harry was grinning as he got dressed and just before they walked out he pressed her into the door and his lips smeared into hers hungrily. He kissed with such need and passion that she felt like mush. Then he pulled away and she smiled, taking a second to get herself together.

“Wow.” She whispered.

“You haven’t seen anything yet.”

Their evening was really romantic. They got to go on the eye to watch the sun set, then they went to dinner and ended up in a bar with live music where they danced for a bit before they were getting in a cab back to the hotel.

“Thanks for tonight. Everything was perfect.” Y/N sang sweetly against his lips before pressing a kiss to them.

“You deserve nothing less.” He whispered back, “When we get back I’m getting you straight into bed with you.” He said and she smiled.

“OK.” She grinned. 

And that’s exactly what happened. As soon as the door to their room closed Harry was holding her against it and kissing her deeply. A soft “Mph” left her lips when his tongue dipped into her mouth. Her hands hurried down his body, rushing to get him out of his trousers and he bit down on her lip. Her eyes flew open to meet his own.

“Don’t rush, baby. I want to take my time with you, let’s just enjoy each moment.” He kissed her gently and she took a deep breath and slowed down sufficiently to get into the bedroom portion of their little suite. There was tension between them that made her skin feel on fire and desperate for his touch. Especially as he avoided touching her skin as he removed her clothes, delicately and slowly. He could tell that she was completely on edge and would randomly reward her with a kiss to her back, shoulder, or neck as he unzipped her. When he removed her bra he cupped and kneaded at her breasts tenderly, sensually, just tickling and teasing touches to her nipples that made her blood boil in the best way.

“Harry…” she whined as he let his hands dip into the sides of her underwear and he knelt down and sank his teeth into her left cheek before kissing over the spot. 

“Relax, angel.” He mumbled against her soft skin before biting into the right one and sucking. She suppressed a moan as he marked her skin with his mouth, she loved when he marked her like that, she had never been so into it until him. Why? She had some idea about why, but it didn’t matter, she just liked knowing that she was his and she wanted him to know that too. Her thinking came to a screeching halt when her underwear slipped down her legs, his thick fingers guiding them down her legs, “Lift your leg.” He said softly and she lifted her right leg to help him get the underwear past her feet, but then he held it up and before she could even ask him his lips were kissing at her surely sticky with arousal slit, his tongue barely peeking out to rub into her folds. There was a deep tickle of anticipation swimming deep in her belly. He ate her cunt so good, she already knew what it would feel like when he opened up and sucked at her, now to wait until he actually did it.

Y/N tried not to be too hasty as he pressed kisses to her lower lips, nuzzling his face against her and breathing hotly against her. She could very easily reach back and push him further and grin down onto his skilled mouth, but she was rather enjoying this. In a way, he was worshipping every part of her and it felt amazing. She felt beautiful and desirable and loved. She understood now why he was taking his time, she wanted to make him feel the same way.

Harry was obsessed with the resolve she had to be obedient to him and to not rush things, to enjoy every part of it and she was. He finally let his tongue roll out and savor her taste. He moaned and buried his face deeper against her core, adjusting her leg on the bed to spread her out a bit more for him. He reached his left hand up to hers resting on the bed and interlocked their fingers. She squeezed his fingers, a small detail of appreciation for making the moment that much more intimate. He stopped fooling around and opened up to suck on her clit. She whimpered at the pressure his mouth was building, her fingers squeezing his tighter as he kept going.

“Oh my god!” She moaned as her hips started to grind down on his mouth. And then he pushed his tongue into her, she was so sensitive right at the entrance and his tongue stimulating that part of her had her tummy quivering. He pulled away from her and freed up his hands.

“Let me lean back on the bed.” He said and and she made space for him to get underneath her, she was now looking down at him as his eyes closed and his tongue started to flick at her clit quickly, making her own eyes to close and then without a warning two of his long thick fingers pushed into her entrance.

“Fuck, baby!” She gasped, crumbling the sheets in her fists as he set a delicious pace, rubbing right into that front wall of her that was making her tremble. That plus his tongue on her was building up this sensation that was making her feel like she would explode. Her heart was pounding loudly as she whimpered, pleading with him not to stop. Her walls were squeezing his fingers greedily, refusing to let him remove himself from her completely, “I’m gonna come!” She gasped as the pleasure started to feel like too much to handle. She choked out a moan of his name before she burst around his fingers. Harry groaned against her as she started drenching his hand as her cum spilled out of her. She ground into his mouth aggressively, not wanting this blissful feeling to end yet. Her whole body was trembling and all she could hear was her heartbeat between her ears. Opposite to what she was expecting, he started to finger her faster, his mouth left her clit though, giving her a break as she got really sensitive there, “Baby.” She panted, her legs felt like wet noodles, she wasn’t going to be able to take another one in this position. 

“You’ve got another one for me. Know you do, baby.” He encouraged her, looking up to her. He was just hitting the perfect spot, his rhythm not faltering in the slightest, her skin broke out in goosebumps, “Squirt again for me.” He kissed at her inner thigh, he started going a bit harder and her entire body froze as she started shaking, bursting around his fingers again, “Fuck yeah.” He groaned, not letting up in the slightest as she let out a euphoric scream and he latched his lips back to her clit, drawing one more out of her, not as grand as the first two, but certainly enough to have her arms give out as she landed face first on the mattress, her legs were sticky and shaky as she panted heavily. She felt him get up from under her and he turned her onto her back gently and she opened her eyes to look at him, he was smiling a bit smugly at her and she took him in, dress shirt soaked through enough that she could see his butterfly on his toned stomach. 

“You’re insane.” She giggled tiredly.

“Got a little carried way, but I know you can take it.” He shrugged knowingly, “Besides, s’kind of a newfound hobby of mine, making you come like that.” He said and she bit her lip as she watched his start to undo the buttons on his shirt. He took off his top and then his trousers, she watched him get naked and then crawl over her body to kiss her slowly.

“Harry.”

“Yeah, baby?” He asked, pulling back to look at her.

“I love you.” She smiled and he smiled.

“I love you too.” He responded before diving back to her mouth. 

They made out for a while, her hands wandering down to stroke at his cock, edging him a couple of times before she settled his erection between her sopping and throbbing folds, letting him grind against her. All on his own, he’d allow himself to get close and he’d stop right before he’d lose control. It was still so passionate and intense, his eyes hardly leaving hers or her face. And then they reached a point where they’d had enough of this, “Can I put it inside, baby?” He asked and she nodded quickly, she was more than ready for him by now. He didn’t even need to use his hand to guide himself to her entrance, she was slick enough that the head of his cock pressed right against her tight little hole when he adjusted his hips. He glanced down at the space between them and then up into her eyes as he pushed his hips forward a bit and she stretched around him and swallowed him up, making them both moan deeply as he sunk in further until he was fully inside of her. He just held himself there, taking her in, not rushing to pound into her or anything, as he had said, they were taking their time. 

“Love feeling so close to you.” She sang before pushing her lips onto his own and he nodded.

“I do too, baby.” He whispered, kissing her with more urgency as his hips reared back before he thrust back into her and pressing in, holding himself there for a few seconds before repeating the motions. 

This was different. They’d fucked plenty of times, but they had never really made love. Slow, intentional, intimate, is what this was. Somehow this felt better than all the times they had been desperately needy for each other and just going at it. Nothing crazy was happening, this was rather tame to the way they usually had sex, but the way he just looked at her, it was making her fall in love with him all over again.

Her breathing was ragged and she felt tingly and warm all over as her continuing rutting into her the way he was. Their eye contact barely wavered, it added an intensity to the moment that was making her heart feel overwhelmed.

“Y/N.” He panted against her lips.

“Yeah?” She asked, whimpering as he ground his hips into her sweet spot.

“You have my whole heart.” He said softly, “Every piece of it has learned to love you. You need to know that.” He mumbled as he started picking up the pace. She moaned at his actions and at his words, starting to feel like she couldn’t breathe.

“I do.” She gasped, “Oh fuck!” She whimpered when his thrusts got more forceful, hitting deep within her at a steady pace that started to wind her up to her finish.

“Fuck, that’s it isn’t it?” He asked and she swelled the knot in her throat and nodded, “You always take it so well, baby.” He panted and she moaned, “So fucking good for me.” He groaned, squeezing at her hip before planting himself on his elbows to feel his body closer to hers. Her fingers started trailing down his back, nails biting into the flesh of his ass to feel him deeper, as deep as he could get. She let her legs fall as wide as they could around his hips to give him the space.

And just as her body started climbing to the summit of euphoria physically, her emotions were swelling in her heart at triple the intensity. It was making her body tingle more intensely, her reactions to him were much more marked, it was making her eyes well up with tears, the good kind. Harry was feeling the same, his body was aching for release but he just didn’t want to stop loving on her this way. His heart felt like it would explode from how much he loved her, it was nearly aching him to the point of tears. He reached for one of her hands, desperately intertwining their fingers as he started getting close to his climax. He pressed her hand up into the mattress, tightening his grip on hers when her walls squeezed around his cock.

“Fuck you feel so good.” He whispered, “Gonna make me come, baby.” He shivered, his eyes rolling back as the melody of her moans filled his ears, “Wan’to come with you.” He panted and she nodded, kissing him briefly, letting his toes curl when the feeling would become too much.

“I’m right there!” She warned, squeezing his hand tight as her tears started to stain her cheeks and he kissed at them.

“Just a little more, hold on for me.” He grunted desperately and she cried out as it started getting too much, her body was taught as a bow, her walls tightly clenching down on him, hungry and eager for his release. “Fuck.” He moaned, “Now, baby. Come with me.” He whimpered against her lips and the world seemed to pause when it happened. They were staring at each other for the first few seconds of their orgasms. All they could heart were each others breathing, the sounds of his body connecting with hers, and they felt an overwhelming sense of relief. Y/N’s eyes rolled back and she moaned loudly as her body seemed to heat up like an inferno, making her stomach swarm with butterflies and for her entire body to tense as the pleasure started to radiate from her core in waves. Harry similarly was covered in goosebumps, grunting with each stream of his cum that spilled into her, his chest was burning from the lack of oxygen, he almost felt like his head would explode, but it just felt so fucking good. His stomach was tensed to the point of pain, tears trickled down his face, mixing with her own as they kissed now, but he didn’t want to stop. Despite the sensitivity that was beginning to overcome them both he rode it out, thrusting more gently than before and finally he breathed in and was gasping for air squeezing her hand tight. Her arm around him made him start to calm as she stoked at his back gently until he was still and resting his weight over her. They were both panting and she freed up her other hand to hug him tight and he did the same, holding her body close to his. Pressing kisses into her arms and chest and neck, as if he would be dragged away from her at any moment. 

Despite the tenderness of the moment something loomed over them, deep inside Maybe this had been so intense and intimate because it could possibly be the last time. Before she knew it she was hugging him tighter than ever as she sobbed and he was too. It didn’t ruin the moment, loss was an inevitable part of life and of love and they just let themselves feel it all, the beauty, the passion, and also the pain. After several minutes they had settled down and had made their way beneath the bed sheets. She was nestled into his side, mindlessly tracing his tattoos as their legs tangled and caressed each others comfortingly.

“Y/N, tomorrow we’re just going to have a good time, OK? Let’s not look for trouble, if trouble comes we’ll deal with it. The boys’ll be nearby and they’ll come if we need it. OK?”

“OK.” She whispered.

“Everything’s gonna be fine. We’ll be fine.”

“But what if something bad happens and no one can get to you or-”

“Oh angel,” he whispered, “I have far too much to lose now. I swear to you that I won’t go down without a real fight. I just got you. I want everything life has to offer with you and I’ll be damned if we don’t get to enjoy more of this life together.” He said before kissing her forehead and she smiled at his comforting words.

“Right. We’ve still got to move to Italy and all that.” She reminded and he hummed.

“Yeah. And get our pets, and maybe get married? Do you even want to get married?” He asked, “Don’t think we’ve ever talked about that…” he pondered.

“Never really thought about marriage before you.” She admitted, “Would only get married with you.” She disclosed and he couldn’t be happier to hear that.

“Well what about kids? I know you’re kind of averse to them but it’s us.” He reasoned, “You wouldn’t want to try and have kids with me?” He asked.

“For you, yeah. I’d be open to having your kids.” She smiled, “Would want to make sure that we were 100% safe first though.” He nodded in agreement.

“Yeah. We will be.” He stated with confidence “I promise, Y/N.” He swore wholeheartedly before turning on his side to kiss her. The kiss started growing hotter and heavier as the seconds passed and then he dragged her onto his lap and her hand reached back to grab his length and line it up with her entrance before she pushed her hips back to get him inside of her. They both sighed in relief and he kissed her urgently before pulling back some, “Alright baby, show me what you can do.” He hummed with a grin.

************

After the night to early morning they had, their whole day had been lazy, Y/N and Harry were worn out from their activities. But now it was nearing dinner time and they needed to start getting ready for the gala. Y/N felt relieved that Harry’s friends would be around, not in attendance to the event necessarily, but to ensure that he was safe and that she was safe. It was hard to plan for something they didn’t know would actually happen. Like Harry said the night before, she was just to focus on having a good time and not go out of her way to find trouble.  But as of now Y/N was a bit irritated because she couldn’t find her hair curler, she knew she had packed it.

“Babe, did you see a hair curler anywhere?” She asked, peeking into the bathroom, Harry was styling his hair.

“Ummmm, not in the room. You ran back to the house to grab it though. Maybe you left it in the car?” He looked at her quickly before getting back to it.

“OK. I’m gonna go check. Be back in a little.” She informed before throwing on one of his t-shirts over her biker shorts and slipping into her vans before heading down into the parking garage. After looking all over the car and in the trunk for a second time she saw it in one of the netted compartments along the wall of the trunk and she reached for it and hurried back to the elevator. The door was beginning to shut when she heard someone calling out.

“Hold it! Hold it please!” The voice called and Y/N quickly pressed the “door open” button and after a few second a man was hurrying into the elevator and when he looked up at her she nearly gasped. “Thank you so much.” Dominic said with a smile of relief and then his face morphed into one of confusion, “Wait. I know you.” He said, “You went out with my friends and I back in Boston. What was your name?” He asked and Y/N was so shocked to see him that she really couldn’t recall the alias she had given herself.

“Ummm…”

“Are you going up to Alexei’s room?” He asked and she just nodded, “He’s in the penthouse, not floor 11.” He informed.

“Oh, my room is on 11. I need to ummm, get ready for the gala.” She smiled nervously.

“Right.” He smiled, “Well, when you finish up, make your way up there, we should have a little celebratory drink before we head down.” He said.

“What are we celebrating?” She inquired and he sighed.

“Well, out with the old, in with the new.” He said, “Tonight we’re making some big changes. I assume you know about what Alexei and I do now.” He said and she nodded.

“The bravta, right?” He smiled and nodded.

“Well tonight we’re getting rid of a thorn in Alexei’s side. Some guy who is messing with my second organization. After much convincing her, we’re joining up with the Bravta and her test of loyalty just happens to be plucking out the thorn.” He explained and her smile faltered, “Sorry, maybe I’ve said too much.” He chuckled and she bit her lip nervously. She needed to get to Harry. The elevator started to stop. 

“Well, I’ll be seeing you later…” Y/N said and Dominic nodded as she hurried out. He felt a little bit suspicious of her. She never told him his name again… So as she scurried out he followed behind he quietly until she rounded a corner, peeking, to see which room she would go into. And right as he came closer he heard it.

“Harry?” She called out loudly through out the room, “Fuck! Pick up, Harry!” She shouted nervously and Dominic hurried back to the elevator. He needed to tell Alexei that she was a traitor.

Y/N had tried Harry twice with no response. She then called Niall, who answered right away.

“Niall, do you know where Harry is? He’s not picking up.” She said frantically.

“Yeah, Sally invited him to her room for a drink before dinner. Wanted to talk to him about everything that happened in private.” Y/N’s heart sunk.

“She’s in on it, Niall! I ran into Dominc in the elevator. The Bravta is absorbing B.F. and Sally’s test of loyalty is to kill Harry. She’s going to kill him!” She shouted with angst as hot tears started running down her face.

“Shit…ummm… let me log in to find her room number.” She heard him typing away and after a few moments he was speaking up.

“Floor twenty. She’s in the penthouse.” He said and she felt even more sick. There was no way he was getting out of this alive alone.

“Alexei’s there too. Dominic’d heading up there now. We need to get up there!”

“On it, love!” He said and hung up. Y/N searched around her luggage for her gun and as soon as she found it she rushed to her door and swung it open only to be pushed back inside harshly. She fell to the ground with a loud thud, her gun flinging out of her grip and out of reach.

“Hello, Y/N.” She heard and glanced up to the man standing over her with a gun pointed straight at her head.

“Who are you?” She asked.

“Agent Adam Foster, CIA.” He said and she sighed.

“Agent, you must listen to me. There’s going to be a murder here and I need to stop it.”

“Are you referring to your boyfriend’s or yours?” He asked, cocking the firearm and she frowned.

“Agent, please. I know that I went rogue, but these are good people and they’re in danger. I couldn’t just leave them!” She supplicated, but he had no emotion on his face.

“You’re a traitor.” He accused and she shook her head as tears fell down her face.

“I’m not. I’m not! I really need to get to the penthouse. I know you need Dominic. But Sally, and Alexei are up there too, they’re about to kill the love of my life! Please, they run the bravta and the B.F. Clan, we can cut the head off of the snake tonight! But in order to do that you need to let me get up there, you need to let me save him. Please. I’ll do anything, I’ll turn myself in afterwards! Please agent Foster! Adam, please.” She sobbed.

“You’re absolutely pathetic.” He said with disdain, but before it registered she was kicking his leg out and Adam was landing harshly on the ground as well, groaning from the impact. She reached for her phone to call Niall that she was in trouble but suddenly she was being thrown into the wall harshly, her phone dropping upon the impact. He had her by the throat, crushing her throat, making her gasp for air. Her eyes were starting to burn and tear up, this couldn’t be the end. It couldn’t be.

*********

“So you’re not angry?” Harry asked Sally for clarification and she shook her head.

“Of course not, Harry! You were about to be murdered! Sometimes you need to lay low! I get why this put a hiccup in things, there wasn’t a contingency plan in case something like this happened, but now we know to leave something in place.” She said nonchalantly.

This was exactly what he needed to hear and that’s exactly why he was put off by it. She was cold and sly, she wouldn’t let him off so easily, even if he was someone that she relied on heavily. But he played it cool too, he needed to figure out what was up her sleeve.

“So I took the money out of the tattoo shop. It’s being filtered through a more lucrative venture, a club, that an acquaintance owns. The guy is one of my dealers’ biggest clients.”

“Smart move, kid.” She said and he nodded.

“Gotta lay low.” He smirked and she did as well. Suddenly Dominic was walking in through the door and he felt rigid as Dominic approached him with a smile on his face.

“Harry, always a pleasure. How you been, mate?” He asked extending a hand and Harry was using ever little bit of will power he had not to lunge at the son of a bitch.

“Dom.” He smiled.

“Sorry to barge in, we’re ummm… staying together.” He said to Harry and then looked to Sally. Sally couldn’t possibly be in on this, maybe he wanted to overthrow her? “Can I have a moment in private, love?” He asked her and she nodded.

“We’re not done, I’ll be back in a tick.” She smiled and hurried off. Harry rolled his eyes and reached for his phone seeing a few missed calls from Y/N and Niall, immediately putting him on edge. He then saw a text from Niall and he opened it.

Sally is selling out to the Bravta! Her initiation task is to kill you! I’m getting back up!

Harry felt his entire body run cold as the words registered in his brain. He didn’t even have a gun or any form of weapon to defend himself. He looked around, seeing what he could get creative with. Is that what she was doing with Dominic now? Getting armed? Should he run? What if he never gets to see Y/N again? He didn’t even wait for her to get back to the room, he just took off. He should’ve said goodbye.

************

She didn’t know where she found the strength, but she knocked the heel of her palm up into his nose causing it to crack loudly and his eyes to water as blood dripped from it. She used this momentary relapse to free herself and tackle him to the bed. He swung at her wildly, hitting her jaw. She groaned as she bit down on her tongue, spitting out as blood filled her mouth from the injury. Then wrestled until she managed to get beneath him. She wrapped her arms tightly around h his neck, cutting off his air supply from the chokehold she had him in.

“Adam, please! Calm the fuck down and please help me catch these sons of bitches and I am all yours! I swear! I just want to keep Harry safe, I just need to make sure he’s safe and I will go peacefully.” She groaned as he struggled, his nails digging into her arms and then flailing towards her face, landing a few slaps but not enough to disturb her hold on him. After a few more seconds he was starting to feel heavier and he just tapped at her hand, a sign of surrender and she started to loosen up her hold and when he didn’t attack she fully let go. He was gasping for air, coughing as he tried to regain his breathing as he sat up panting. After several moments he looked over at her. 

“Are you sure they’re all here?” He croaked out and she nodded.

“They’re all here and up in the penthouse.” She assured, “We need to get up there now.”

“Fine. But you better come peacefully when we get these fuckers.” He said and she nodded, extending her hand to him.

“I will. I swear I will.” She promised and he shook her hand and then pulled her closer roughly.

“If you try to run I will kill you.” He warned her and she nodded in understanding.

“Let’s get up there.” She said grabbing her gun and phone, “If they’re not all up there I can have Harry’s friends fan out and help to find them.”

“Fine. Let’s go.”

************

Harry’s chest felt heavy and he felt sick to his stomach as he tried to ,mentally prepare himself for what would likely be happening in just a few moments. He almost had the mind to scold Sally and Dominic when they came back out of the room giggling like fools.

“Later, love. Later, Styles!” He called before heading out of the penthouse door. He was wary as she came back to sit before him with a smile.

“So that started up again, did it?” He asked, trying to gauge where she was at now and she shrugged.

“He might be an idiot but he’s got other talents.” She smiled and he cringed a bit making her giggle.

“So, Harry, it’s been a while since we caught up. I saw on your RSVP that you bought a date tonight…” she mentioned, “Any chance we get to meet her?” She asked with a grin.

“I don’t know. Don’t want her getting too mixed up in what we’ve got going on.” He explained and Sally hummed.

“Does she know?” She questioned.

“Kind of, not how deep in it I am though. She’s from America though, so she’s pretty clueless as to what’s going on here.” He fibbed and she nodded in understanding. Based on what Dominic told her just now he was lying. This girl knew a lot more than he was letting on or maybe he really was clueless as to what she knew.

“Are you in love with her?” She asked and he sighed, he didn’t want to lie to her. Maybe if he was honest about how he felt she’d kill him and leave her alone.

“Yes. I am. She has made me so fucking happy. I know it’s only been a few months but she’s changed everything for me. I always thought I’d have to be alone in this but she makes me want to try, she’s worth it.” He admitted with a soft smile, “Every moment we spend still doesn’t feel like enough.” He chuckled, “I never want it to end.” He opened up to her and Sally felt sick to her stomach as he said these words. How was she supposed to kill him? But then again, this girl was up to something, she had been with Alexei too according to Dominic. He felt that maybe she was spying on Alexei for Harry, but that wasn’t possible. Harry didn’t know about Alexei. The more likely situation was that she was spying on Harry for Alexei, maybe she was a safety net put in place by him? Alexei wouldn’t trust Dominic with a detail like that, no way. Maybe having this other girl there meant that she wouldn’t have to be the one to kill Harry at all. As she stared into his eyes it became less and less likely that she’d go through with it.

“Well, how about a drink to celebrate?” She asked, “Celebrate your recovery and your love.” She said and he shrugged.

“Yeah, sure. Suppose one’s fine.” He agreed and Sally hummed and went over to the bucket of champagne she had a few feet away. One was already open and he noticed that she poured his flute from that one and her own from a different bottle. She then returned and handed him a champagne flute and sat down. Their eyes met briefly.

“Pretend to drink some. Someone is watching.” She mouthed to him silently and his brows lifted for a moment before he knocked back the flute, not ingesting any of the champagne and then putting it down on the small coffee table between them. “Not gonna finish?” She asked aloud and he sighed.

“No, I should finish getting ready.” He informed her.

“Alright, let me walk you out.” She said and stood, guiding him back to the penthouse door. She opened it up and then pulled him in for a hug. He was confused by it until he heard her speak quietly, “If you know what’s good for you get the hell out of here, Harry. Maybe you’ll make it another day.” She said and he pulled away, trying not to show concern.

“Goodbye, Sally.” He said cautiously and hurried into the elevator. His heart was pounding as he tried to dial Y/N with no answer. “Fuck!” He shouted and called Niall to see where he was and if everyone else had arrived. More people wanted him dead and he had no idea who those people were.

“Niall!” He breathed out in relief when he finally picked up.

“Oh thank fuck, you’re alive! How? Where are you?”

“I’m in the lift going down to my room. I need to find Y/N. Sally just let me go, but she warned me that others are trying to kill me. She didn’t say who, so we need to go to keep safe.” He said as the doors came to a stop. “Have you heard from Y/N?”

“No, she’s the one who warned me about Sally. Do you think that Alexei is here?” He asked worriedly as the elevator came to a stop at his floor.

“I don’t know, but we should count on it. Meet me in the room, I’ll get Y/N to start packing up and we can all head out from there.” He said into the phone before hanging up as he  hurried down the hallway to his and Y/N’s room. H let himself in and felt his stomach twist in concern as he saw saw blood drops on the light carpet and then on the sheets. There was plenty of evidence of an altercation. He knew she wouldn’t go down without a fight. He called her again and no answer came through.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He bellowed, kicking the wall harshly.

*************

Y/N and Adam  had taken the stairs to the penthouse, the elevator would warn them that someone was coming up. The entered the hallway to the grand double door slowly, guns pointed forward, covering each other, front and back, to ensure that no one could ambush them. They finally got to the door and she pressed her ear to it.

“It’s quiet.” She confirmed and he nodded.

“Move.” He said and she stepped out of the way, positioning herself to cover him as he crouched down to unlock the door. He appeared to have gotten a hold of a master hey. And as soon as the little light went from red to green they burst in and only to see Sally jump in surprise from her spot on the couch. 

“Sally Taylor, we’re from the CIA. Don’t move a goddamned muscle or I’ll shoot.” Adam barked at her as she was about to reach for something under the cushion.

“Where’s Harry?” Y/N questioned through a shaky voice and Sally’s surprised face morphed into a grin.

“Holy fucking shit…” she said raising her hands up, the grin still on her face.

“Wipe that stupid fucking grin off of your face and tell me where he is.” She pressed, coming closer.

“Relax, darling. I didn’t kill your boyfriend.” She said and relief flooded through Y/N, “But it’ll kill him to find out that you’re with the fucking CIA.” She grinned and Y/N didn’t even bother sharing with her that he already knew, “That’s if someone else doesn’t find him and off him first.” She grinned and Y/N just about lost her shit and slapped the woman.

“Fuck you. You ruined his life and you-”

“Oh shut up you self-righteous little bitch.” Sally spat, “I made him who he is!”

“Both of you shut the fuck up!” Adam bellowed, “Now you’re going to tell us there to find Dominic Thomas?”

“Like hell I will.” She scoffed incredulously and Adam cocked his gun and put it at her forehead.

“Now, we’re not FBI, we’re not interpol, we’re fucking CIA. No one knows we’re here and we can do whatever the fuck we want to get what we need. So, let’s try this again, shall we?” He asked menacingly and Sally swallowed hard.

“He went down to the bar.” She whispered.

“Wasn’t so hard was it?” He asked with a smile, “You.” He said to Y/N, “Take down my number.” She pulled out her phone and saved what he told her as Adam cuffed her hands and then tossed her another pair of cuffs, “Now, cuff her feet and stay here. I’m gonna go get this other prick. Have your friends track down the Russian.” He ordered as Y/N cuffed Sally and she nodded. “I found you once before, don’t forget that.” He said and she nodded and soon he was hurrying off. Of course Sally didn’t say there was a camera somewhere behind her and that Alexei was more than likely watching all of this unfold. He wouldn’t care that she ratted out Dominic, he wanted his ass gone if possible and these two idiots were the perfect excuse to cut him off. 

Y/N had no intention of calling Niall to have him and the guys find Alexei. She didn’t trust Adam, the CIA didn’t like to leave loose ends and she knew that if they came up with Alexei instead of their freedom they would probably get a bullet in their heads. She could count on Niall to get them all out without a fuss. Harry would hate him and her for it, but he couldn’t know. 

“Why’s G.I. Joe threatening you?” Sally asked Y/N.

“None of your damn business.” She spat.

“Seems to me you crossed a line, Y/N…” She probed, “Harry isn’t the only one who’s got it bad, is he?” She grinned devilishly. 

“Be quiet, I need to make a call.” She said with irritation as she dialed Niall.

**************

Harry was a frantic mess and Niall and Matt were trying to calm him, assuring him that they would find her. Axel and Liam were doing a search for Y/N.

“Are you sure she wasn’t in the penthouse?”

“No! She was in the fucking garage when I went up! No one else came up until Dominic did! He wasn’t beat up or anything. Whoever was here bled.”

“It could’ve been her who bled.” Niall reasoned and Harry looked pained at the thought.

“What if Alexei saw her and has her? He knows her, Niall! He could’ve seen her and asked his men to grab her.” Harry reasoned, “That seems more likely, they need to continue sweeping the garage.” He insisted.

“OK.” Niall nodded.

“So what should we do?” Matt asked, “Just sit around here?”

“We’re not just sitting around! We’re staying put in case she comes back!” Harry nearly shouted out of frustration.

“Shit, it’s her! It’s her!” Niall laughed in relief as he answered the phone and put it on speaker right away as Harry rushed over to him, “Y/N! Are you OK?” Niall asked right away.

“Yes, I’m alright.” She assured and Harry felt like he could breathe again.

“Baby, where are you?” Harry spoke and Y/N also felt the relief wash through her that he was alive, but her frustration grew that they were all together. This was going to be ten times harder now.

“Harry, thank god you’re alright. I thought something awful happened to you, baby. I’m so happy to hear your voice.” Her eyes welled up. She stepped away from Sally and towards the large balcony behind them, she was cuffed, hands and feet, she couldn’t go anywhere.

“I’m perfectly fine. Sally, she let me walk away, but warned me that others would try to take me out. We need to get out of her as soon as possible! We’ve packed your bag.” He said and she felt her heart drop and the lump in her throat grow triple in size. 

“H, I- I can’t go with you.” She sighed softly and Harry frowned, looking to Niall and Matt.

“You’re talking mad. We need to go now.” He insisted, “Are you in trouble?”

“Tell us where you are, we’ll come get you.” Matt cut in and Y/N sighed.

“No. Please don’t come up.” She requested, “Listen carefully, someone is here for me and he’s helping me get Dominic and we’ve got Sally too. Legally.” She explained through her quiet tears, “He did say he would help me but in exchange for his help I need to turn myself in. I’m going voluntarily, they won’t do anything to me this way.” She shared and Harry quite literally felt like throwing up as she spoke these words. His eyes welled up with tears and his entire body radiated with pain.

“Baby-”

“Please, all of you need to go now. He asked me to have you lot find Alexei and bring him up but I’ve worked with the CIA, guys. I don’t trust him to fully keep his word that he just wants your help and will let you go. I promised myself that I would find a way to get you all out. This is the only way. Please, Harry. If you love me you’ll go.” She insisted.

“Not without you. We’ll come get you. We can be fast!” 

“No! He’ll be back any minute and he will do whatever he needs to do to bring me in. I can’t risk any of you. I love you all so much. I love you most, H and I need you all safe! So please, go!” She urged before hanging up. No one knew what to say. Harry was nearly shaking with anger and frustration.

“Fucking shit!” He growled in anger.

“Harry, we need to listen to her.” Niall insisted and he looked to him with anger and hurt all over his face.

“How could you even say that?!”

“I trust her to do what’s right.” Niall defended.

“They’ll kill her.”

“They won’t! She said so herself, it’s better that she turn herself in and face the music than to run away. They found her once and they’ll find her again and the next time they won’t be willing to cut her a deal,H.”

“Matt?” Harry asked looking to his friend.

“I don’t know…” he sighed, “We can try to be quick, but if that guy comes back and sees us there then-”

“It’ll be four of us against one!” Harry reasoned.

“He’s practically a trained assassin!” Niall shouted, “Neither of us has ever had to pull a trigger, H!”

“We need to be quick then.” Harry said and Niall sighed, “She said don’t come up and that they got Sally, they must be in the penthouse.” 

“Mate-”

“We’re fucking going!” He shouted before hurrying out of the room and Niall and Matt just followed along reluctantly.

**************

Y/N had sent Adam a text that he couldn’t get a hold of anyone and he responded that he’d gotten Dominic. He said that he’d pulled a gun on him and so he knocked Dominic out cold and was just getting him into the car now. Y/N sighed in relief that at least he’d gotten him, they could worry about Alexei later, he didn’t like getting his own hands dirty, so Harry would be safe for now. She was pacing back and forth, looking out at the city, waiting for Adam to come back in when she heard some footsteps behind her.

“Well if it isn’t Carolina.” She knew that voice anywhere and turned quickly to see Alexei with a gun casually in his hand. She glanced towards the chair just ten or so feet away where she had been sitting and where her own gun was resting, “Don’t even think about it.” He warned and Y/N glanced to Sally who was wearing a smug grin, “Hands behind your back and keep them there. You move, I shoot.” He cautioned her and she did as she was told. “You look shocked, Carolina.” He teased and she didn’t say anything and Sally glanced over at her. 

“Cameras.” She responded and Y/N felt like an idiot. Of course there were cameras. He had been watching the whole time. She could still get out of this though, Adam was on his way up right now. 

“Exactly Sally, cameras.” Alexei said to her with a smile which soon dropped, “Just like Dominic, you’re a coward.” Her smile faltered, “You warned Styles about the poison, it was written all over his face.” He berated and she looked worried now, “I don’t need someone like you as my second in command.” He belittled her and before another second even passed by his gun was aimed at her and he pulled the trigger. Y/N watched in complete shock as Sally’s head flew back with the impact and the bullet burrowed itself into the wall behind her. 

Alexei was ruthless and her heart was pumping wildly as the adrenaline and fear started to course through her veins as she watched the blood start to pour from the fatal wound right in the center of Sally’s head. “You see how quick that was?” He asked looking to Y/N, “How fucking hard is it to just kill one fucking guy?!” He shouted angrily at the ceiling and then chuckled in amusement before looking at Y/N again. She swallowed hard as he approached her and grabbed her face with his free hand.

“Don’t fucking touch me.” She spat angrily and before she could do anything he had raised the gun and threw a blow right at her head making her fall to the ground. Her vision was hazy as he stood over her. Her head was throbbing and she could feel that blood was dripping from where the gun had crashed against her skull, “My partner is coming.” She gritted through the pain.

“And he will find you dead.” He said cocking the gun, “You played your part well, Y/N. But you’ve been compromised.” He said with a teasing tone and she frowned, “I could have had great use for you and your skills, but your loyalty is with someone else. With a murderer.” 

“And you’re not the same thing?” She questioned and he raised his leg and kicked her hard in the ribs causing her to groan and gasp for air as she rolled onto her side.

“He killed my father!” He bellowed, “He was everything to me!” Alexei shouted in a rage and Y/N’s head was far too sensitive for his volume. She even felt some spit particles landing on her face from how close he was to her, “And for that he must pay.” He whispered angrily as she tried to catch her breath, “Maybe I take away everything from him too.” He hummed menacingly as he aimed it right at her head.

“I didn’t kill your father.” Harry’s voice took over and Alexei turned quickly and despite her pain, Y/N pushed herself up to see Harry, Niall, and Matt. Harry had a gun aimed right at Alexei, “Luther, Dominic’s right hand man killed your father and said it was me. Dominic wanted all of the control and he betrayed your family. I’ve never killed anyone. We’ve never gotten our hands dirty like that.” Harry informed. Alexei’s serious face morphed into a grin.

“I can believe that about Dominic…” he said, “But I have spent so much of my life hating you, I can’t let that go to waste. And you,” he glanced down at Y/N briefly, “You have unraveled everything I’ve worked for, you deserve to pay.” He seethed.

“Don’t be stupid, Alexei.” Matt spoke up, “There’s three of us and there’s one of you. Back the fuck down.” He admonished and Alexei grinned.

“Or what? You’ll kill me.” He probed, “Because you’ve done it before?” He teased and Harry’s face morphed into one of anger, “You couldn’t pull the fucking trigger!” He laughed at Harry.

“Harry, don’t!” Y/N called out and his eyes shot down to Y/N, “Please, baby don’t let him get in your head. If you do this there’s no going back.” She cried out. She didn’t want him to compromise that part of him. The one thing he had managed to hold off of, it was nearly impossible in his world and he had made it work, “You’re too good for this.” She reminded. His hand was trembling as he aimed and Alexei grinned evilly.

“You’re a fucking pus-” he didn’t even finish his sentence before a loud bang had sounded and he was dropping on the ground beside Y/N. She glanced back over to the boys, all of them rubbing at their ears from the bang of the gun going off and Adam was pushing past them.

“Jesus, Y/N…” Adam said as he pulled her up, “He really fucked you up, didn’t he.” He pointed out, “You’ve been out a few months and you’re already this out of practice?”

“Shut up.” She grumbled.

“You’re gonna let her go.” Harry said, raising the gun back up and Adam turned to Harry.

“We have a deal, she’s wanted back in the U.S. dead or alive. Which way would you prefer?” He asked and Harry put his gun back down, “S’what I thought.” He spat.

“Can I say goodbye?” Y/N asked.

“No!” Adam scoffed.

“Please, Adam. I’m never going to see him again.” She said quietly, her eyes boring into his in a way that made his heart hurt for her, “You know what’s going to happen to me when I get back. You know what happens to rogues and traitors.” She said and Adam pressed his lips together for a moment.

“Fine. Three minutes. I’ll be in the hall.” He said quietly before stomping off and immediately Harry ran over to her and hugged her tight making her wince.

“Not so tight, think my ribs are broken.” She whined and Harry loosened his grip on her.

“Shit, I’m sorry baby.” He said before kissing her lips.

“I want you to be my last goodbye.” She said softly and he nodded, glancing back and Niall and Matt, signaling them over with his head. Niall hugged her tightly and Harry groaned.

“Be careful with her you twat!” He scolded as Y/N winced.

“Sorry, sorry.” He said softly. “What happens when you get there?”

“Federal prison.” She said and Niall chuckled but then he stopped when he saw the seriousness in her face, “I committed treason. I broke my oath, I went AWOL, aided and abetted criminals. They’ll probably interrogate me in…not pleasant ways,” she explained, “And when they realize I’m not lying about exposing national secrets they’ll throw me in prison for a few years anyway and if I’m lucky I’ll get cut a deal at some point to go back to being a field agent because I’m damn good at it until I retire.” She made up something that sounded believable and Niall nodded, but the way he was looking at her assured her that he knew that she was lying.

“Well send us a fucking postcard when you’re able to, yeah? Maybe we can meet up somewhere.” He smiled and she nodded, “You’re fucking badass and I’m going to miss you.” He said softly and she sniffled.

“I’m gonna miss you too.” She cried and he grabbed her face gently and kissed her forehead, “Take care of him for me.” she whispered quietly to him and he hummed a soft confirmation against her forehead before letting her go. Next Matt came up and hugged her gently around her shoulders, “I’m sorry I couldn’t keep my promise.” She whispered.

“It’s OK. This one was out of our hands.” He said softly before he pulled back and offered her a small smile which she returned.

“Say goodbye to Axel, Liam, Allan and Emma for me.”

“Of course.” He said and stepped away and then Niall and Matt started walking out of the penthouse to give them some privacy. It completely broke her heart when she heard Niall start to sob and Matt pulled him out quickly, making Harry and Y/N chuckle a bit.

“Didn’t know he was so attached to you.” Harry said.

“I didn’t either.” She said softly. She felt bad, she seemed to always burden Niall with the truth, but he was level headed when push came to shove and she needed someone like that to take care of Harry, “Listen, I don’t know how long it’ll be before I can get in touch, but I just…” she broke down as she thought of her words, “I just want you to be happy, baby. I don’t want you to feel pressured to hold on to something that may not even be possible-”

“Baby, it’s us. All I’ve ever wanted is us, what we have.”

“I know, H. I know.” She whimpered, “All I’m saying is that it’s OK to live your life. I don’t regret any of this because I know you’re free now. Free to spend time with your family, with Mitch, and Sarah, and the baby!” She whimpered and he cried as well, “You have your life back, it’s what I’ve wanted to give you from the start! You can do with it what you want.” She whispered through her tears, “I also left you a letter in my side table. I do want you to visit my family, OK?” He nodded, “I want them to meet you and I want them to know how extraordinary you are.” He cried harder at her words, “You’re brighter than the sun and I will never be the same after knowing you.” She kissed him tenderly, “I love you with everything I am.”

“I love you.” He sobbed before kissing her lips over and over. “Find me. Promise you’ll find me.” He said and she nodded.

“I will.” She whispered.

“Here.” He said, pulling off his cross pendant and placing it on her. “You can give it back when we meet again.” He said and she nodded through her tears.

“Alright, times up love birds.” Adam grumped as he came through the door, “Interpol was called about this so I’d get the fuck out of here, alright.” He informed Harry who nodded in understanding, “Also, your friend’s practically having an asthma attack from how hard he’s crying out in the hall. Maybe get him some medical attention.” Adam said and he and Y/N sputtered on a laugh before he kissed her one more time.

“I’ll see you again soon.” He stated confidently and Y/N smiled at him before she was dragged away. Harry didn’t lose his cool until the elevator doors shut with Adam and Y/N behind them and he just fell to his knees, his heart completely destroyed.

***********

They got into Adam’s car, the sedan that had been following her the week before. They were quiet as he pulled out of the parking garage and onto the street. It had been maybe 15 minutes of driving before Adam spoke up.

“Your boyfriend’s pretty naive for a drug dealer of his caliber.” He said and she giggled through her quiet tears.

“He’s just so optimistic.”

“Stupidly so.” Adam said and she sniffled.

“We need more people like that. People who see the good… he’s been through hell, that bitch Sally basically forced him in as a teenager. She threatened his family to keep him there and despite that he helped so many people get out. He got a twenty year old kid out from under Dominic in Boston, he was involved because he and his little sister were orphaned and he needed to make ends meet somehow. He gave him one of his homes out here.”

“That’s solid.” He said and she hummed.

“They’re all like that, those guys up there. Dragged into shitty circumstances and they’re making the best of it. None of them wanted to be there so I’m glad Sally and Alexei are dead, they’re free to live how they want to now.” 

“Sucks you have to die for it though.” He mumbled and she swallowed the lump in her throat as her fingers reached up to play with the cross resting over her chest now.

“I would die a million times if it meant that they got their lives back.” She said softly before looking out the window. Something about that made Adam’s heart twist; they had been taught to compartmentalize and to be logical over emotional. The side of his brain that longed for justice beckoned him to realize that Y/N, no matter how against the book it was, had done the right thing and she too deserved to be free. Before he could think twice he made a sharp turn down a road and she winced as she hit into the door.

“Where are we going?” She asked as he took another turn down to the more dodgy side of town.

“I need to make a quick stop.” He said and she hummed. He then turned into an alley and braked harshly and put the car in park before stepping out and grabbing his phone. She jumped when she heard a gun shot ringing in her ears from the back of the car. She tried to turn back to see what was going on but then she was being dragged out of the car.

“What the hell!” She protested as she was rammed harshly into the wall.

“Listen to me, this is going to hurt like a bitch, but don’t you fucking move or you’ll bleed out.” Adam said. Her eyes widened in panic.

“Adam, no, no, no, no! Please-” she felt the shot knock the wind out of her before he slumped her down against the wall. Then the searing pain started and she wanted to curl in on herself. She felt like her insides were on fire as the ache started to sting and burn and pulse so intensely that she could hardly catch her breath. She started to curl up and was soon straightened out.

“What’d I say? Don’t fucking move, stay against the wall!” He scolded, “Listen carefully, Dominic’s dead, I will dispose of his body. I shot you above the hip at a downward angle, there’s an exit wound.” He said to her and his voice started going hazy as the pain increased, “Just stay exactly as you are. I already called the ambulance, they’ll be here in six minutes.” He said and she nodded, her eyes started to flutter closed as she tried to focus on his words instead of the pain, “When they ask you what happened it was a mugging. Say it back.”

“It was a mugging.” She wheezed.

“Now shut the fuck up.” He said and stood and dialed on his phone, “Director Whitney, she tried to run and fight my gun off of me and I shot her. No exit wound and there’s no body to find.” He said and Y/N glanced up at him, “Yes sir. Dominic Thomas is dead as well. He shot at me so I opened fire. Believe it or not Sally got shot by that Russian prick and he’s dead too. We’re a go to raid the warehouses in the east coast. Yes, sir.” He said before hanging up and he crouched down to her level, her breathing was shallow as she tried not to move as he had instructed and her tear-filled eyes met his own, “You deserve to be free too.” He said quietly before he stood and got in his car and took off. She started dozing off, not even bothering to stay awake as she heard the sirens approaching.

***********

Y/N’s eyes blinked open in a panic and she felt the cords attached to her and the pain radiating through her abdomen. Her throat felt dry and her head was pounding as she panicked. And then she started remembering what had happened, Adam had lied to the Director, he had let her off the hook. He had set her free. In seconds three nurses were rushing in to check on her. Pressing different buttons and flashing lights in her eyes assuring her everything would be alright. Finally one nurse spoke to her.

“What’s your name dear?” He asked her calmly.

“Y/N.” She croaked out. “Y/N Y/L/N.”

“Y/N, do you recall asking for a Harry? A Harry Styles?”

“Harry?” She asked with more excitement and the nurse nodded.

“Yes, you kept asking for Harry Styles and the only number we found listed for that person was for a tattoo shop. Is that the Harry you were talking about?” Y/N nodded eagerly.

“He’s my boyfriend.” The man smiled at that.

“OK, thank god. He’s spent the night with some friends. He seemed really confused and we just needed to be sure that you actually had some relation to him before we just let him in.”

“He’s still here?” The man nodded and smiled.

“Please let him back.”

“Of course, dear.” He smiled before hurrying out.

***********

Harry and the boys were a mess in the waiting room. No one was telling him what had happened or who it was that had asked him to the hospital. The person didn’t have identification, but from the description they gave it had to be Y/N. He was praying to all the gods that somehow it was, but she had to be up in the sky on her way to America now. This person had been shot in Dalston, the dodgy end of town, it didn’t make any sense. He was clinging to any scrap of hope that it was her, but he wasn’t trying to be too optimistic. 

Everyone was sore and tired form the awful positions they slept in. They’d been in since about 10pm and it was now creeping up on 7am according to his phone. Liam had gone and grabbed everyone some coffee and everyone else was just waiting around nervously for any news on what was going on. He was so zoned out that he didn’t even see one of the nurses come in until Axel kicked at his shoe gently and Harry shot up from his seat.

“Yes?”

“Her name’s Y/N.” The rest of the boys flew out of their seats and cheered in joy, jumping up and down, hugging each other and Harry’s eyes welled up with tears at the news. The nurse chuckled gleefully at their reactions.

“Oh thank fuck.” He sighed in relief and the man chuckled again.

“She’s asking for you.” He said to Harry who nodded and followed the man out. He was walking right beside him, “Right through there.” He said pointing to the door on the right hand side and Harry rushed in and bit his lip to suppress the scream he wanted to let out from how happy he was to see her.

“Harry!” Y/N cried as he rushed to her side and took her hands as he kissed her bandaged up head gently.

“I’m so happy to see you. I’m so happy it’s you.” He said before kissing her lips, “I love you, I love you. I love you.” He whispered over and over. After a few moments of this they had cried enough and he was wiping at her cheeks tenderly, “What happened?” He asked and she shrugged.

“I don’t know… I just know that Adam set me free for good.” She said and his brows creased in disbelief.

“Forever?”

“Forever, whatever we want to do, we can do that now.” She said and he smiled.

“Like move to Italy? And get married and have babies? Grow old even?” He asked tearfully and she giggled as she gabbed his face, nuzzling her nose close to his.

“Yeah baby, anything we want to do with our lives now is possible for us.” She hummed with a smile. "When do you think you can tattoo again?"

"Not sure." he smiled at her random change of subject, "Why?"

"Want a matching butterfly with you. Since we're both as free as can be now." she reasoned and he smiled wide.

"I love you so much, angel." he said happily, "So much." he hummed as he pressed another kiss to her forehead.

Prologue Pieces:

The Wedding** All About Family ^**

[nikrangdan]

roommate!heeseung pt. 1

pairing: roommate!heeseung x female reader

genre: mini fic(?), fluff, comedy, tiny angst(one little sad part)

warnings: cursing!!! 

word count: 4.3k

description: i guess you just didnt realize you were in love with your roommate...... who has a girlfriend

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“ow!”

you had just hit heeseung over the head after he said he would burn all of your plushies

your Precious. Plushies

hell no you’ve been collecting these since you were 11 no way in hell heeseung would threaten ur babies

you rolled your eyes and started to walk to the kitchen to get a snack

stupid heeseung

hes always saying stupid shit🙄

before you walked out though you noticed the look on his face

like he was contemplating something

“y/n... can you do me a favor?” he nervously uttered out before you walked out his door

“....what kind..?” you furrowed your brows

why was he being so cryptic

“uhh i need you to get flowers and chocolates for me from stacys....”

STACYS?????????

stacys was this fancy store 45 MINUTES AWAY..

“ur fucking serious?” you deadpanned

this was something new

in all your 8 months of living with him he had never asked you of a favor this big

for context.., you had moved to this city apartment for college 8 months ago but you couldn’t afford it without a roommate

but luckily you overheard a certain boy praying for an apartment while you were on campus

and you guessed it!!! it was heeseung

you two clicked easily and you were very thankful he was your roommate

after 4 months of living together he told you he got a girlfriend

you didnt really know about his campus life since you didnt have classes together and you never saw him walking around

you dont know why you were surprised when he told you... i mean have u seem Him.....

but nonetheless

u were like “Omg heeseung!!! thats great<3” like the supportive friend u were

yeah and that was that

you didnt meet the girl until another month later

Now that..... that was an experience......

FLASHBACK WHOOSH

*knock knock knock*

who tha hell was knocking at 7 in the morning.........

you staggered your way over to the front door with your matching hello kitty pajamas

and u open the door to see a blonde Lady who looks around your age

Why did u forget to look thru the little peephole in the door...... ur probably just tired whatever

anyways ur like

“uhm....”

and shes like

“? who are you.?”

and ur like

??!!?[\^€]€\¥,_[+{*}*

“i live here....”

and shes like

“?...? oh sorry i thought my boyfriend lived here..”

and ur both just standing there like ;-;

shes all dressed up and u look like a childs room threw up on u

And thats when it hit u

“OH”

“are you heeseungs girlfriend?!!???” your hand raises up to point at her unconsciously

“ yes.. i am” she looked so lost it was so funny

“oh then you have the right place im sorry! hes my roommate” you scurry back into the apartment, gesturing for her to come in and close the door behind her

“what? he didnt tell me had a roommate..”

poor girl 😭😭😭

you quite literally pounce into heeseungs room and smack him while shes still standing outside awkwardly in the living room

“fucking idiot” smack to the face

“wake up” smack to the chest

“heeseung i swear to god” you shake his head

“are you fucking dead???? wake up!!!!” you pinch his ears really hard

that woke him up

“Ow ow ow ow OWWW y/n what the hell???” his eyes are forced open but theyre squinted due to the sunlight

“your girlfriend is here” you whisper-yell at him

“what???” he sat up so quickly you almost laughed

you were 90% sure she heard everything

oh well

his problem

he just stares into space for a second before his eyes go wide

ur just sitting on his bed waiting for him to do something like Uhhh

“shit i planned a date today oh my god” he jumped up from his bed and hastily told you to “stay put” before throwing on a hoodie, walking to see his girlfriend, and slamming his bedroom door leaving u sat on his bed

yes u were nosy Muahahahahah

so u pressed ur ear against the door to listen to their conversation

“sora, im so sorry i slept in late i promise ill make it up to you please baby dont be mad”

you had to stifle your laughter with your hand

God this was gold

“heeseung why didnt you tell me you lived with a girl.”

oooooooh hes in trouble you laugh to yourself

“ah about that.. im sorry i didnt tell you.. dont worry though, you know i only like you! shes just my roommate”

ouch

Why did that hurt 😪

“whatever heeseung.. ill call you later” and then you heard the door slam

already???? you were ready to get ur popcorn :///

you didnt even notice it had been a while before the door opened with you still leaning on it

boom u fell on the floor

“ow”

“shut up” he said before jumping face down on his bed

you stand up to lean against his door again, staring pitifully at the boy

“you okay?” you cross your arms

“mmm” he mumbles into his pillow

“you know i think i deserve a treat for being woken up at 7am on a sunday by your little girlfriend”

“little? shes taller than you” he turned around to lay on his back and chuckle

“oh so you’re making jokes right now when your girlfriend might break up with you?” you glare at him

“shes not gonna break up with me over something this little” he rolls his eyes and grabs his phone from his nightstand

“you know you’re a little piece of shit heeseung!” you yell out to him after you walked out of his room

“how?!” he yelled back

“treat your girlfriend better!”

he kept his mouth shut after that

yeah you two didnt talk for the rest of the day because he stayed in his room sulking or whatever

fast forward to now

Right after he asked u to get him the chocolates and flowers

“please y/n, sora is gonna be here in 2 hours and i need to get everything ready and i dont have enough time to do everything” he begged

WITH THOSE CUTE LITTLE PUPPY DOG EYES OF HIS GOD

“do you really need them from stacys though???” you whined

he just huffed and glared at you “yes! sora only likes them from there.”

“nuh uh mister dont give me that look” you narrow your eyes at him

he immediately stops his glare and tries to look neutral

it almost made you laugh

you just looked at him for a few seconds before giving up

“fine. but what am i getting in return?”

his eyes lit up and traveled up as he was in thought

“hmmm ill buy you food whenever you want for a month”

Wow

“woah thats more than i bargained for but deal!” he didnt realize that until after you shook his hand, very enthusiastically might i add

Lol

so now you were on your way home with the MASSIVE bouquet of roses and beautifully wrapped chocolates sitting nice and snug in the passenger seat of your car

these two things costed $115

oh well its heeseungs money not yours

you found it amusing because heeseung was nowhere near rich so where was he finding this money to blow

over an hour later and ur finally back home

u open the door

u struggled very much btw

almost dropped everything haha

but woah......

your eyes widened and your mouth fell open

“heeseung? you didn’t tell me you two were having the date here..”

as soon as you walked in you smelled a pretty scent and the lighting was dim

it was beautiful

there were candles lit on every surface

rose petals were scattered messily everywhere

the two seater dining table was topped with elegant decor

there was quiet jazz music playing from his speaker

the familiar aroma of your favorite food hit you

standing there in your apartment didnt feel real

it felt like you were in a dream

you couldnt believe your apartment could turn into room from a fairytale

you were never one to be into disney princesses and fantasies

but for the first time ever you almost wished for a prince charming yourself

you almost got lost in a trance

and then....

the boy himself walked out

donned in an all black suit with a sliver of the white undershirt peeking underneath and the white tie

his bangs were covering his forehead and you noticed he styled them to be wavy

he had his earrings in and rings were present on 3 of his fingers

he looked absolutely dazzling

you dont know how or why.. but your heart began to race

why did this feel like it was for you...?

you wanted to be his disney princess

staring at him wistfully, it felt like time had stopped

“oh thanks y/n, i almost thought you ditched me” he chuckled quickly

he was frantic and out of breath as he snatched the things out of your hand

“right!” he began as he sped around the room setting everything up

“im sorry but i forgot to ask if you could leave for today. im such an idiot, im sorry y/n.. you can stay at a friends house or something for the night?” he didnt even look at you as he perfected the chocolates on the counter and the plates on the table

you couldnt help but notice your heart clench and your stomach twist at his words

you were still glued to your spot infront of the door

“o-oh! yeah, okay thats fine ill get my stuff now” you scurry to your room

you speedily threw some clothes and necessities in a bag before walking back to him

“hey..”

he didnt look at you

“helloooo”

“heeseung” you poke him

he finally turned to you

“sorry what?” he gazed down at you with big eyes

“its okay.. just wanted to let you know im leaving now” you give him a small smile

“oh right! thank you y/n again” he grinned

his pretty smile

“you look great by the way... have fun” you manage to say before slipping out the door

you didnt let him reply back because if you stayed in there a second longer you think you would’ve fallen in love with him

where did these feelings come from...?

you smack yourself on your forehead as youre walking down the steps to your car

ur probably just feeling like this because no man has ever done anything like that for u

and seeing it in real life made u want a bf 😟😟

yeah... thats it

so now ur at sunoos house

a close friend from your finance class

he lives in his parents house but theyre never home so he basically owns the place and doesn’t have to pay for it

Yeah u kinda envy the boy

but you love him because hes great

“y/n ..do you like him????” sunoo gasps

you guys are watching tangled for the 10th time and you were explaining what happened back at your apartment

“what? where did you get that from?” you snort, your eyes still focused on the movie

you could literally feel his eyes piercing into your soul with that stare

“the way you were telling me that story.... you sounded a bit jealous if i do say so myself..” he raises his eyebrow and leans back into the couch

“i do not like heeseung, sunoo” your eyes roll and you turn to look at him finally

he has a little smirk as he looks at u suspiciously

“hmmm okay, i get it” he raises his arms in defense and surrenders “you don’t wanna talk about it”

you scoff and laugh at his actions “you’re so annoying”

so ..*time skip* lol

you slept at sunoos for the night

it wasnt anything new bc u used to stay at his alot while u were in the process of moving into your apartment

one of his guest rooms is practically urs bc u have some decorations and spare clothes there :P

when you woke up that sunday morning you realized you forgot to set an alarm

so now its like 11am

well its not like you needed to be home so you shrugged it off

“morning” u said to sunoo when u saw him sitting on the couch watching wreck it ralph

boy loves his movies

“when are you going home?”

“wow rude.... not even a good morning back??” you found him amusing

“sorry, good morning. when are you going home” he turned his head to look at you

it made you laugh

Sunoo is so funny u love him

“do u wanna get rid of me that bad??? i hate you”

“ni-ki and jungwon are coming over today and i dont want you smothering them like you always do” he playfully glares at you

NI-KI AND JUNGWON???!!!??!!!!!!

“MY BABIES????” you exclaim and jump on the couch next to sunoo

“yes” he exasperatingly says

“now leave before they get here”

“WHAT?? no im staying because i wanna see them”

“NO!!!! now get out of my house y/n”

“why not?!!???! sunoo please i bet they miss me so much”

“y/n please.. they do NOT miss you”

“they literally do i always make them cookies and theyre like y/n ur so cool we love you”

“u mustve been hallucinating....”

“sunoo please please please i dont wanna go home” u tried to muster up the cutest puppy dog eyes ever

he looked at your face for a moment

“no u look ugly”

“YOU’RE SO ANNOYING” you push him

“theyre coming back tomorrow you can come then! today is boys night”

“boys night?” you snort “what the fuck are u kids gonna do that i cant be around for?”

“SHUT UP Y/N get out of my house!” he just starts to drag you out of his house himself

“ow oW OKAY fine ill leave... have fun doing.. whatever you’re gonna do” you grab your bag and start to head for the door

sunoo slams the door in ur face after he says “bye dont come back please” 😭😭😭

“asshole!” u yell to him thru the door

you just huff and stand on his porch for a second

you wonder if heeseung still has his girlfriend over and decide to text him

y/n🦧: hi can i come back home

welp

now ur sitting on sunoos porch waiting for a reply

10  minutes pass while ur scrolling on your phone and still no reply

you look up when you hear the front door open

“why are you still here?” sunoo frowns at you

“heeseung didnt answer my text and i dont wanna go back if his girlfriend is still there” you reply

“go home y/n plz.... i lied jungwon and ni-ki arent coming over.. my grandparents are” he tries to shoo you away

“why would you lie about that” you laugh

“theyre really mean! but you can come back tomorrow because the boys are actually gonna be here.. now go because my grumpy grandparents are gonna be here in like 5 minutes” he guides your shoulders down his porch

“ugh.. if his girlfriend is still there its your fault” you pout

“wha- how is that my- whatever y/n go home!!!”

when you drive off you dramatically wave your hand to him trying to show how desperately you did not wanna go home

sunoo just giggles and runs back inside

you drove home extra slow Lol

and now you were at the door contemplating whether or not you just make a run for it

but u said fuck it because u missed the comforts of ur own room

well u knocked a little before unlocking the door

how embarrassing to be knocking on the door of ur own home 💀

you didnt get an immediate answer so u just stood outside in the apartment hallway....waiting....

after waiting for like 30 seconds (because ur impatient) you knock again

well i tried to be nice you thought

you finally gave up and unlocked the door with your keys, kind of slowly opening the door to peek in

hmmm.... nothing

the sun was emitting some rays of light through one of the windows but none of the lights were on

and why was there food still on the table..?

you were kind of afraid to go see heeseung 

but

you did notice one thing

there wasn’t a pair of shoes u didnt recognize sitting on the rack by the door 

so... is his girlfriend not here or did she bring her shoes to his room lol..

“hello?” you unconfidently called out to nobody in particular

no answer

you slipped your shoes off quietly and tiptoed towards the hallway that included both of your rooms across from eachother

the kitchen and living room looked untouched 

to describe u being confused would be an understatement

you set your bag down on your bed and then made your way to heeseung.. just to check on him

you were genuinely so confused rn

you thought they would be cuddling on the couch or talking in his room or something but it was dead silent throughout the house

“heeseung?” you soft knocked on the door of his bedroom

surely he couldnt still be asleep.. it was noon on a monday and heeseung would normally be up by 10 because he said he would “start being a more productive man” as he said it

you always laughed at him because he used to wake up at like 3pm on days he didnt have class

anyways you didnt get an answer which was slightly concerning because you didnt forget to take note that you saw his car in the parking garage when you arrived

“i’m coming in” you called out to him before twisting the knob and pushing the door open

you realized you might be crossing a line and he’d get upset at you for invading his privacy but you were honestly worried for your friend

at first you didn’t see him

his room was empty, not a single person in sight

that is until you further examined the big lump on his bed

“heeseung? what...” you walked over to the lump that you only knew was him because you could see a bit of his hair peeking out from the top

“um.. am i interrupting something..” you awkwardly said, debating whether or not to go closer

he wasn’t saying anything so you guessed he was sleeping

how odd for him

you wanted to just check real quick and then you’d leave his room

so your feet padded softly against his wooden floor as you made your way over to him

and you bent down a little to kind of tug the huge blanket away from his face

as you got closer you also noticed his girlfriend wasnt here

the first thing you noticed was that he was definitely not asleep

your eyes widened and your hand instinctively went to his face to cup his cheek

“are you okay?! why are you crying?” you quickly asked, your eyebrows were furrowed in worry

in your months living with him you have never seen him show any emotional feelings in front of you and it almost made you panic

his eyes locked onto yours before he looked away from you and closed his eyes

he still hasnt said anything and you really didnt know what to do in this situation

you took your hand off his cheek before sighing

now you’re just sat on the side of his bed just looking at him.. wondering what to do

you were sure he wasn’t sleeping even though his eyes were shut and he wouldnt move

but you sat there for 5 minutes and he didnt seem to mind

“sora broke up with me” 

he finally broke the silence

...

you didnt know what to say

you couldnt ask if he was okay when he obviously wasnt

“do you wanna talk about it? you looked over to heeseung to see him staring at you

“not really” he broke eye contact once again and looked up towards the ceiling

“later i will.. just not now” he breathed out

you nodded at that, understanding his situation

you felt terrible for the boy

his eyes were red and his voice was all nasally like he’d been crying

“i’ll leave you alone now..” you patted his big blanket fluff to lighten the mood and walked out his stuffy room

hours had passed while he was stuck in that room and you didnt know what to do 

it was 7pm already

you spent the day watching tv in the living room 

but it was dinner time and you made ramen (his fav!!!) in hopes that he would come out of there

“heeseung you’ve gotta eat” you knock on his door again

you had told him to eat at 2 earlier but he insisted that he wasnt hungry

you were surprised when he instantly opened the door and your hand was still in midair as you were knocking

if your hand moved an inch you wouldve been knocking on his chest which you found very funny but you didnt think this was the right time for jokes

“hi” you looked up at him

he was wearing his purple beanie with sweatpants and a long sleeve shirt

he definitely looked better than he did this morning which you thanked god for

“hey” he gave u this look :]

“you okay? i made ramen.. can you smell it” you kinda giggled

“yeah, thanks” he tried to send you a small smile which you were thankful for

“okay well come eat because i worked very hard on it” you turned on your heels and went towards the tiny kitchen island with two seats

he followed you and sat next to you as you gave him his bowl and chopsticks

“bon appetit!” you clapped your hands before digging in

you were proud of urself ngl... the ramen was smacking

“thank you y/n” he said softly

you refused to admit it but he was.. So Cute

“no problem, just eat” you grinned

and you two ate in silence for a good 15 minutes

he said he would do the dishes after you were done which was relieving because you wanted to go jump in your bed and watch tiktoks very badly

there was a slight awkwardness in the air too so you wanted to let that cool off too

so now you were cuddled up in our bed with your phone very close, almost too close, to your face

and you could hear the sink running as heeseung washed the dishes

you silently prayed he was feeling better and that he would be over it soon

the sink turned off and you could hear his footsteps coming towards the hallway

what surprised you was that you heard knocks on your bedroom door

“can i come in?” he asked

“yeah its open” you replied

u had to get out of ur blanket cocoon :///

you watched him stride over to sit next you on your bed

he even got under the covers and laid down like dang lmao u getting comfy i guess

“whats up?” you were sitting up while he was laying on your pillows

“so.. she broke up with me last night” he spoke while hugging one of your plushies

oh OHH so this is what this is about

“oh.. are you feeling better now?”

“yeah i think.. we only dated for 4 months but i really liked her....”

“did she say why she did?” you asked

“she said she found someone else. i dont know if you know this but shes a year older than me and she told me she wasnt into younger guys which doesnt even make any sense because her ex was younger than her too and-”

“okay heeseung” you laugh “people are like that, you just gotta deal with it”

“yeah yeah, i know” he sighed “i dont know.. i dont know if im sad i lost her or if im sad over the fact that i dont have a girlfriend anymore”

“was she your first girlfriend?”

“me? y/n” he laughed “ive had plenty before”

“oh” you didnt even wanna ask

“why? have you never had a boyfriend or something?” he joked

“no....” you trailed off, unable to look him in the eye out of embarrassment

you were never even embarrassed about that but for some reason admitting it to heeseung made you shy

“what?! no way” he was actually shocked

“yes way now can we change the topic this is terrible” you roll your eyes and shove a plushie in his face

“awee little y/n” he teased you

“get out” you snickered

“okay okay fine.. but yeah i think i’ll be okay. she broke up with me as soon as she got here so all of my planning was for nothing. i think that was what devastated me the most, i had no one to eat with”

you wanted to yell I LITERALLY EXIST soooo bad

Why is he so stupid....... 

“thats sad...” you said

you wanted to laugh at your reply bc what else could you say

“yeah anyways you dont have to worry about taking care of me while im sulking or whatever im cool now’

“well that was quick.. you were acting like a baby this morning now ur this tuff guy” you tease

“yeah yeah i dont even know why i was acting like that” his cheeks went pink

“im just kidding” you send a small smile his way “you know im always here for you right? dont be afraid to be a little emotional sometimes” you reach over to pat his head

“thanks y/n” he smiles “you’re a really great friend”

ouch

yeah.. friend

[xgryffinwhore]

richie toizer prom hc

i just loved the concept of richie in a tux:(

warnings: fluff & speak sappy richie

ok so prom was coming up, it was like two freaking weeks away

you and richie had been dating for like 8 months, but you knew dances weren’t exactly his thing, the boys a friggin daddy long leg (emphasis on daddy DHNEDJ)he has absolutely no grace.

so you didn’t expect him to ask you

but one faithful june night, your thoughts were proven wrong

you know richie, if he’s gonna do something he’s either not going to do it at all, or do it in style

you were both just throwing rocks into the quarry, you had just got there after getting ice cream

&richie was acting so weird this whole evening

his eyes kept darting to the bottom of the quarry, liking trying to get you to look down there

and you didn’t even see stan, eddie, bill, and ben holding up this huge piece of cardboard with the words “PROM?” written on it

but when you saw it you totally flipped

“richie what the fuck could be that interesting ng it’s just a whole bunch of rocks and tre- RICH!!! YES!”

he was so happy, he couldn’t wait

you didn’t show him your prom dress, you only look a polaroid of the fabric so he could get a tie to match it, and you bet he bitched about it

“y/n, it’s not like we’re getting fuckin married, it’s not bad luck to see the fucking dress the fucking girl is gonna be wearin”

but you held your promise to yourself, and he didn’t see until the night of prom.

sadly, things hapepend and he couldn’t meet you at your house(his family had an issue with him going out, so he had to sneak to prom)

you both decided to meet there

we was there before you, at a table with all of your friends

you and bev decided to go together a. because she didn’t have a car and b. because she could do wicked good winged eye liner

when you both walked through the door, you couldn’t find the table that your friends had conjured at

but they found you fast, everyone did

for the 80s it was unusual to wear body con dresses, but man did you make it work

it was a red dress, and it was beautiful and sexy both at the same time

all eyes were on you, even the boys with dates couldn’t keep their mouths shut

but when richie saw you, his entire world did a back flip

“holy fuckin shit” he said out loud

on any other day, he would care a great deal that his friends heard him swoon over you, he heated when they teased him about being too clingy and gross with you

but this was different, because he knew damn well if you were there girl, they would have done the same

he made his way through the frozen cord of jealous girls and their boyfriends getting a peak at you over their shoulders

you stood idly at the doorway with bev, you both too shy to make a move until you spotted the losers

then you saw him

and he saw you

and lead you both to the table

you little hand encased in his huge hands

just like it was meant to be there

when you got to the table he hugged you

“m’sorry i couldn’t pick you up sweets” he inhaled your perfume and shampoo, trying to entrain everything detail of this night into his memory

“but hell, doll” he twirled you around “you look fucking heavenly”

“hey rich, i think you got a little drool-“

“not funny” *smacks your ass*

in all seriousness though, if you thought he had it bad before, this was a whole new level

in theory, i guess you could say you both ‘ danced the night away’

though richie hates to admit it, he can become sort of soft when he sees you dress up

whether it’s wearing a skirt, or going full out like you were right now

the song “waiting for a girl like you” began playing as you both finished jumping around to motley crüe (yes play the song)

he took your hand and lead you into the middle of the floor

he held you close to his chest, you could hear him singing

“this heart of mine has been hurt before”

he was stroking your back OMG. HE IS BEING SO SOFT RJFIWKDJD

he pulls you out to look at your face

“IVE BEEN WAITING!”

he whisper screams

“FOR A GIRL LIKE YOU”

he points at you, still screaming quietly

“TO COME INTO MY LIFE”

he twirls you, his pupils blown out

“when you love someone”

he looks you up and down, his eyes welling with tears

“yeah, really love someone”

he kisses your temple and pressed his chin on your head

this boy is in tears but you can’t see because your looking over you shoulder and watching eddie make stan dance with him

(bev was cracking up)

you hear him sniffle

“baby what’s wrong”

“i just lost 50 bucks”

“babe what?!?”

“bill said 50 if i cried because of how beautiful you are, and fuck the little fucker he fucking knew-“

he definitely was still talking but you tuned him out because he just looked so effortlessly gorgeous

his eyes were glossy, and his hair was neat but just a taaaad messy, he was so perfect

you kiss him again

this is the story you tell your kids 17 years later when they ask

“mommy? how did you and daddy know you were in love?”

richie takes off his glasses and tells that story, even though they’ve already heard the story

“dad, i’m sorry we ask you to tell that story so much”

& richie looks over at you washing the dishes

“that’s ok, i tell it to myself every day”

“why dad?”

“because it reminds me i’ve felt this way for years and years, and that i won’t ever stop”

[dreamingmanip]

“MADNESS LOVE” PART 2

*GIF NOT MINE*

You can find part 1 here.

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

Warnings: None (if I need one let me know in my ask!)

Prompt: NONE

Word Count: 2,026

A/N: Hi guys! Like I said before, this is part 2 of 3 for this imagine. I loved this fic so much I could’t stop writing. I hope you liked it, like always if you like this, please like it and reblog it. This would be pin on my page so you can find it without problems.

The tears kept rolling down your face all the way home, you didn't bother to wipe them away when you met your neighbor in the lobby, asking you if you were okay. You weren't, you were holding yourself to not break down in the middle of the hallway, making a scene. 

Your keys jingled while you opened the front door, your hands trembling; you shut the door behind you. There was some light coming from outside the window but mostly it was dark,and that's how you felt, as if somebody took the light inside you leaving you blind. You leaned you back on the door, your body sliding down to the cold floor, sitting there looking at nothing. A cell phone started ringing in the distance but you didn't want to move. Your eyes fluttered trying to focus in the dark, searching in your jacket for it, the screen on the phone  glowed  and illuminated your face, Jay's name showed up, and the killing pain came back to your chest just looking at his name, so you decided to turn it off. 

God knows how long you were there until you decided to stand up and go to your room to take a shower, put on some pajamas and grabbed the bottle of wine that was in the back of your fridge taking it to your room. Jay's words echoing in your head, over and over again.

Did he commit to his job, to his Unit, that he was fine letting you go? His words were etched in your mind. Of course you understood the full situation, he was right; you were the new still, not a detective, but that wasn't what was hurting you, it was realizing how he believed you both could never say anything because your jobs were more important. 

Somehow you fell asleep before finishing the bottle of wine. The clock on your nightstand began to chime, it seemed that you had barely fallen asleep. Your room was still dark thanks to the curtains but some rays of sun could creep in. You stretched out your hand to turn off the alarm, and at the same time, your cell phone began to ring, you probably turned it on again in the middle of the night, you were a cop and sometimes you did stuff automatically; you raised it a little to be able to answer.

"Hello?"

“Hey Y/N, please don’t tell me you were still in bed.”

Your voice was a little croaky when you spoke.

“Uhm, no I wasn’t. My throat feels weird this morning, so… yeah.”

Kim’s voice was joyful even on the phone, you turned to see the clock, in a bright green color it said “8:15 AM”. You sat up immediately, moving the soft sheets wrapped on your body away while Kim was still talking.

“...So I called Kevin and we decided to bring you some donuts and your favorite coffee before the event. We’re 10 minutes away.”

“Fuck”.

You murmured getting in the bathroom. Kim looked at Kevin a little concerned.

“Sorry Kim, I spilled some water on the table but, uhm, yeah. See you in 10”.

Ending the call, you got in the shower, didn’t even wait for the warm water so you screamed a little feeling the coldness on your skin. The fastest shower you ever took in your life, leaving you with only five minutes to get dressed up and do your hair. 

You were in the final touches of your makeup when a few small knocks on the front door warned you of the arrival of Burgess and Atwater. Taking one last look at the mirror to put a smile on your face before one of them would notice something, you felt anxious and devastated and trying to hide it from officers and detectives required a lot of self control.

Both of your friends smiled when you opened the door, Kim was holding a little box with cartoon drawings of donuts on the top while Kevin was offering you a cup of your favorite coffee. All of you wearing uniforms.

“Thanks guys, I barely ate something this morning”.

You took the coffee from Kevin’s hand, taking a little sip before walking out of your apartment, closing the door behind you. The three of you were talking about random stuff all the way to the car and to the downtown, well, Kim was the one talking with Kevin, you were mentally preparing yourself to see Jay, it wasn’t working at all.

“So Y/N, Jay called me last night, which was a little weird if I have to admit, he asked me about you”.

Kim was looking at you through the view rear mirror, you blinked a couple of times without saying anything. Why did Jay call Kim to ask her for you? You had no idea and that's exactly what you said.

“Honestly, I don’t know. I was at home last night. He’s weird sometimes you know that.”

“I know, right? He asked me if you were with me last night but we were at Molly’s. Adam, Hailey, Kevin and I, we miss you by the way.”

Kevin looked at you, knowing something went wrong between you and Jay.

“We invited Halstead to celebrate but he said he was busy filling some forms for Trudy after shift.”.

“Well, I don’t know him so well. I think he prefers to be alone. Look, the press is here too”.

You passed some news cars, reporters were setting their cameras to get a better view. Jay hated this, he wasn’t comfortable seeing his face on the paper just for doing his job and also Voight taught them that when his unit was formed, and everyone did almost the same.

You got out of the car after Kevin parked near the place. Hailey was the first who noticed you, she raised her hand and started to wave it. You smiled, Kim was doing the same and started walking towards her, Kevin patted your shoulder making you go slowly.

“What happened last night? Jay called me too, he said he was worried about you”.

“Well, he doesn't have to do that anymore. We’re done”. 

“Wait, what?”

Kevin stopped for a moment, that news caught him by surprise.

“Y/N, are you sure of this? Don’t get me wrong, I’ll support any decision you make, all the way, but I know your feelings. Working together could get harder.”

You nodded your head, you knew it. It was going to get hard in every possible way, seeing him every morning not able to steal a kiss from each other at the coffee room or staying up watching a movie with your head on his chest; suddenly a bunch of memories came back to your mind, you shook your head slowly, you gave him a side smile.

“Kev, I got this. I’m gonna be fine. C’mon”.

You bumped his arm with yours while you reached out to Hailey and Kim, for a moment Hailey looked at you and nodded, Jay talked to her too. You nodded back to her.

A few moments later, Voight and Trudy joined you. In the place there were a small, but considerable, number of people but no matter how much you searched with your eyes, you could not find Jay. The coordinators asked you to take your seats, for obvious reasons the Intelligence Unit was in the front row, it wasn't until that moment that you could see Jay in his uniform, you had always liked the way he looked in it. However, he didn't seem very happy, he seemed calm but you noticed the pressure on his jaw, his straight shoulders and his gaze in front of him, but he wasn't looking at you.

He was sitting next to some superiors in the platform in front of you. The Superintendent stepped up to the microphone to start his speech, some photographers started to point their cameras to the people and then to the "big hero". 

The ceremony wasn't too long, you all met in the back while reporters were asking now questions to some people. Voight was smiling, which was rare, while Jay was walking towards the group. 

Adam was the first to talk, and like always, started to make some jokes. 

"There he is, the super cop Jay Halstead. The man of the year!"

He padded Jay's shoulder, he had a shy smile on his lips. Uncomfortable by all the attention he was receiving. 

"Thanks Ruzek, I think the cartel in Mexico didn't hear you". 

Everybody laughed, including you. Jay looked at you for a moment, actually felt more like 2 seconds. 

"Alright, let's go back to the district and back to work. We can celebrate later at Molly's". 

Voight spoke and all dismissed to the cars, you went with Kevin again, this time Kim decided to ride with Ruzek, the awkward sensation was still there so she didn't want it to push it further and make you uncomfortable. Once inside the car, you kept quiet all the way, Kevin knew you were lying but he also knew how you dealt with a broken heart. 

You went to the locker room and just arrived at the district, it was too damn warm to keep it all day, also it was used just for events like this. When you got to the door you spotted Hailey, she was putting her badge on her belt. You kept your head down, trying to avoid her, you greet her with a quiet voice. 

"Uhm Y/N, can I talk to you for a moment?" 

"Yeah, sure."

Hailey closed the door and crossed her arms on her chest, her  cautious blue eyes looking back at you. 

"Look, when Jay told me he was dating you, I told him it was stupid. Not worth it if your careers could be over just for a romance that could last just a few months". 

You knew Hailey, she was a bad ass woman and probably didn't say it to her so often but you admire her. She was serious, she didn't like to play games when it comes to her friends. 

"I'm sorry for telling you this, but that was before seeing how good you are together as partners and as a couple. I was scared for both of you because I love you and I care about you. I'm not on Jay's side or your side, left me out that but Y/N, it's not easy to Jay open his heart like he did with you. He doesn't want to lose you and I guess the only way he can control that feeling it's not letting anybody know about it. Forgive me if I was a little obtrusive". 

You didn't notice there were a few tears on your cheek, cleared your throat to be available to speak but you failed at finding the right words, it took you a few seconds to speak. 

"It's okay Hailey, but what about me? What about my feelings? I know Jay is right, we could lose our jobs but, why make me feel like his dirty secret?"

Hailey took a few steps closer, her blue eyes now looking sad.

"Of course your feelings are valid. Don't get me wrong, I have been in that position before and it's not easy. All I'm saying is, you shouldn't leave things unspoken, this stuff gets heavy later."

She hugged you tight, rubbing your back. You held her too, she knew what she was talking about, you never asked before 'cause she was very private but you believed her at anything she said. 

After changing your clothes, you came back to the bullpen, nobody was talking, you sat at your chair and looked around; it seemed like everybody was tense for no reason. Voight was in his office and the unit was on some paperwork. You felt someone looking at you, directly. There was no need to look up, you knew Jay was looking at you from time to time. You haven’t talked to each other yet, you needed to, but that wasn’t the right place.

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heyy! saw you were taking prompts so i thought i'd send you onee.

could you write a spicy levihan oneshot based on levi and hanji reuniting after a long time being apart? it can be canonverse or a modern au, whatever youd'd like!

love love love your writinggg <333

Love this prompt. I'm writing this as a modern AU where Levi and Hange met in the military and fell in love. Later on Levi is injured and is honorably discharged but Hange remains active duty. 💚

Boomers having seggs under the cut ;)

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Eight months. He hasn't seen his wife in eight, long months.

He drives to the airport in a car modified to accommodate his disability. His right leg has never worked the same since the bullet. He rolls through the terminal in his wheelchair. People look down on him, the little man in the little chair, but he doesn't care.

Levi is going to see Hange. His Hange. They fell in love on the field of war, and as far as he knows there is no stronger bond. He misses her touch, her kiss, the low ramble of her voice.

He misses his Hange.

The circumstances of her return are less than ideal. An IED has left her missing an eye and badly burned. They had to airlift her to Germany where she recovered without him. She hadn't wanted him there. Hadn't wanted him to see her so broken.

It still broke his heart.

Now he waits by the baggage claim, watching the arrivals. Frankfurt 8:20 am, on schedule.

Levi checks his watch; its 7. He has some time to kill. But all he can do is wait, staring at the arrivals. His good leg jiggles with anxiety. His good eye never wavers from that screen.

The hour passes like molasses, the final twenty minutes like cement, but finally a familiar head of russet hair rounds the corner. She's on crutches still, and she wears a patch over one eye. Most of her is covered by her military greens, but he can see the burn scars on her left hand and cheek.

She has never looked more beautiful to him.

He wheels over to her as fast as he can, breathless, grinning.

Hange meets him, leaning over to pull him into a tight hug. Her warmth is rejuvenating, he has not felt so whole in a long time.

The first thing she says to him, breathless in his ear, is a joke; "Between the two of us we've got one working set of eyes, smalls."

"I'll watch your left if you watch my right," Levi replies, then he pulls back from the hug to kiss her deeply, not caring who sees.

A few people, seeing Hange's uniform and Levi's chair, begin to clap for them.

Levi just wants them to shut the fuck up.

-

They make it back to their apartment in record time, both of them grinning like idiots as they pass over the threshold.

Hange drops her single duffel bag in the entry way and inhales deeply. Then she sighs, eyes becoming sad, "Assimilation back into civilian life is going to be hard, isn't it? Especially now that I look like the crypt keeper."

"I'll be here to help you," Levi stands up, folding his chair. He limps over to her, leans on her, kisses scarred jaw. "You're beautiful."

Hange shakes her head and helps him into the living room. They sit on the couch, hands clutching at one another, loath to lose such a precious thing as touch after so many months.

"You can't see the worst of it, it's under the uniform," she explains. "I honestly think it'll make you sick."

"Hange," Levi leans forward to kiss her, bit she avoided him.

"I lost my left nipple, you know? Burned clean off. My tits are lopsided now," she cups them, dropping his hand. He can't tell anything through the uniform. "God Levi I feel like such a monster."

"No," Levi snaps, drawing her into his arms. "I almost lost you, four-eyes. They told me you had a fifty-fifty shot. I thought I was going going lose you. Now that I finally have you back I won't listen to this shit. You're my wife. I love you so much it fucking hurts, burns or no."

Hange sniffs, peeking out between her fingers.

Levi leans forward to kiss her forhead, "I missed you so much. Everyday I wasn't with you killed me a little bit, Hange. Knowing I wasn't there to protect you."

Hange inclines her head to kiss his lips. Chastely at first, but Levi deepens it, cupping the back of her neck and pulling her closer to him by her waist.

His tongue traces along her lower lip and she grants him entrance. She tastes like the mints she always sucks on when she flies. Hange moans softly into his mouth, one hand cupping his scarred cheek.

They part by a few inches, and Levi asks softly, "Are you ready for sex? Does it still hurt?"

"Sometimes I can still feel the fire in my skin," Hange shivers, then she kisses his jaw. "I want you to take it away."

"Hange..."

She takes his hands. Both of them are shaking slightly, "Make love to me, Levi. I want to feel whole again."

In the past he would have lifted her and carried her to their bedroom. But now his leg will not allow for that, so he hoists her up with an arm around her waist, lips working at very neck and jaw as he guides her to their marriage bed.

It's the same as when she left. Black duvet, white sheets, all neatly laid out and folded by her husband.

He lays her down on the duvet and crawls over top of her, beginning to work at the buttons of her uniform. Her hands caress down his chest to the hem of his shirt, which she tugs at lightly.

Levi finishes the last button, then sits up to remove his crew neck before gently pushing Hange's top off of her shoulders.

"You've been staying in shape," she marvels softly, caressing her hands over the scarred marble of his skin.

He shrugs, eyeing her breast bindings hungrily, "Physical therapy got me on an exercise kick."

"I've gone a little soft," Hange sighs, "So many weeks in hospital, you know?"

Levi begins to undo her breast bindings, deft fingers pulling them away strip by strip. When she is bared to him he marvels at the mottled pattern of her skin; olive and red, silver and purple. Like she said, she is missing a nipple, but he hardly notices for the joy of being with his wife again.

"You're beautiful," he breaths softly, and he leans over to lavish her branded skin with sensual kisses.

Hange moans softly, fingers curling into his hair as his tongue traces along sensitive scar tissue.

"Levi," she moans. Eyes fluttering shut.

He begins to descend, following the line of scarring that divides her body in two. His tongue traces along her navel, and when he reaches her waistband, he looks up to her with hooded grey eyes, begging permission.

Biting her lip, Hange nods frantically, "I want your mouth on me, it's been so long."

Levi hums in agreement, peeling her trousers and simple cotton panties down her thighs in a single movement. It has been far too long.

Her cunt glistens wetly in the low light of the bedroom. Here she is the same, here the fire has not touched her, so when Levi lowers his tongue to lick a hot stripe up her folds, he knows just how to make her twitch.

His lips seal over her clit, feeling it harden and swell under his assault. His fingers find her entrance and press inside, curling backwards in a familiar pattern, pads brushing up against her g-spot.

"Oh shit, Levi," she throws a burned arm over her eyes, cunt already beginning to twitch and tighten around his fingers.

"Come," he commands softly, low voice vibrating against her clit. "Come for me, Hange."

She does, thighs shivering as she falls apart on his fingers. She makes a high, keening sound that makes Levi smile as he pulls his wet mouth away from her pussy. He presses a kiss over her mound then stands, undoing his belt and shucking his pants.

His cock bounces free, heavy, swollen and beaded with precum at the tip. Now they are both naked save for the wedding bands they wear on chains around their necks.

Hange smiles at him, scooting up the bed and beckoning with a pink, scarred finger. All of her bashfulness over her wounds has melted away, "It's been awhile, Captain. I needed the warm up."

He crawls over top over her, kissing her breasts before kissing her lips tenderly. Missionary is his favorite position, so he can look into her eyes while they make love.

He reaches between their bodies, lining up the head of his cock with her entrance.

"Ready?" He whispers against her parted lips, holding her stare. Their is fire in both of their eyes, a love like none other. Slate holds to wine as she nods and he slides into her, smooth and easy.

Entering Hange is like coming home. Levi shuts his eyes and let's the sensation surround him, swallowing him up. He tucks his face into the crook of her shoulder, moaning softly as he begins to thrust, slow and steady.

"Levi," she whispers his name. "Levi, Levi, Levi."

Her fingers caress down the switching muscles of his sides and she clutches at the globes of his ass, urging him to go harder, faster.

The feel of her cunt is sublime, tight and wet and hot around his dick. She kisses his temple as he makes love to her, then her hands rake up from his ass to cup the back of his neck, pulling him into a deep kiss.

Levi snaps his hips as hers roll to meet his. His fingers trace delicately over her scars as his tongue curves along the back of her teeth.

When they part, panting and flushed, he exhales against her lips, "I missed you so much."

Hange nods, fingers curling into her shoulders as her cunt begins to tighten around him. There are tears in her eyes, tears of deep seated emotion still unspoken. Tears of a wounded soldier. Tears of lovers reunited at last.

Levi's hips begin to stutter, cock swelling, balls tightening to his body.

"Come in me," Hange implores, holding his gaze. Her eyes plead, "inside, please."

Then her body goes tense under him, and she makes soft panting sounds as her orgasm takes her in waves.

Levi's lips part, eyes hooding as his thighs and groin go alight and he finishes inside of his lover.

He gives a few, final thrusts, working himself deep before he collapses on top of her. They both pant, sharing gentle kisses in the sweetness of the afterglow.

Levi holds Hange to his chest, fingers tracing along her scars.

"You're so beautiful, Hange," he breaths, emotions rising in his chest. "You have no idea."

Hange kisses the corner of his mouth, eyes hooded and lazy. Mixed fluids drip between her thighs, "So are you, Levi."

Her fingers catch on his chain, following it down to his ring. It mirrors her own, a simple golden band.

"I love you," she says. "And I'm never leaving you like that ever again."

Levi nods, "Likewise, and I love you, too."

Reunited at last, they sleep.

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Trampled: Rafe Cameron x reader

Requested by anon // Summary: You and Rafe are dating in secret. One day the kooks see the two of you out and are mean to you. He doesn’t defend you and lets them trample all over you. You break up with him on the spot and ignore him. Then one day at a party in front of everyone, he confesses his love for you.

A/N: Hope you guys enjoy it! xx sorry for any mistakes, wrote this quickly while on a break from orientation for school 

Inspired by that episode on One Tree Hill with Haley and Nathan (my favs) 

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“What if we get seen by someone?” You ask Rafe as the two of you walk hand and hand to a nearby restaurant at the docks. If someone decided to walk down the sidewalk by the docks, they’d for sure see you and Rafe together.

Rafe gives a shrug as he opens the door for you, following you inside, “I mean.. we’re on the other side of the island. I’m sure no one will be on this side of the island.”

The hostess leads you to a table outside and puts you, of course, right next to the sidewalk. “It is the best view out here.” The hostess smiles.

“Thank you.” Rafe replies and pulls the chair out for you.

You mutter a thanks to Rafe as you sit down. The hostess lays the silverware out on the table along with menus, “Your waiter should be out shortly.” She then heads back inside.

“It is a pretty view.” Rafe comments as he sits down, “And I’m not talking about the view of the water.” He gives you a wink.

You playfully roll your eyes and blush, “I didn’t see that one coming.”

He chuckles and picks up his menu, reading it over, “Have you been here before?”

You shook your head as you picked up the menu as well, taking a look, “No, can’t say I have. I haven’t been this far up the island before.” You take a nervous glance around, making sure you didn’t see any familiar faces.

You and Rafe had been dating for over 4 months now and had managed to keep the relationship a secret from everyone, including your parents. You were middle class, not poor enough to be called a pogue or rich enough to be called a kook, but you ‘slummed’ it with the pogues more times than none. It had been Rafe’s idea to keep it a secret.

At first you thought it was because he was embarrassed to be seen with you, but he’d reassured you it was because everyone was always in his business and knew everything about him, sometimes before he knew it and he wanted just one thing for himself. You believed him of course and so here you are 4 months later and still no one suspected a thing. You two wouldn’t hang out near your homes, it was always farther out on the island or even taking the ferry to the mainland to hang out.

“Well, I’ll be damned.. is that Rafe Cameron?” a few kooks you’d seen around the island and were a part of Rafe’s friend group walk up behind you guys.

You watched as Rafe almost choked on his drink as he looked at the group of guys, “Uh.. hey.”

The kooks looked over at you, surprised to see who he was sitting at the table with. “What are you guys on a date?” The kook laughs, motioning between the two of you.

Rafe clears his throat, “No.. no god no.” He chuckles.

“Then… what are you two doing?”

Rafe looks over at you and something flashes across his eyes, but you’re unsure if it was his way of an apology or if he was looking at you for help.

“I.. uh..” Rafe begins.

“Oh, shit you guys are screwing? Aren’t you?” The kook puts a hand on Rafe’s shoulder and looks at you, “She good? In bed?” The kook smirks.

Your faces flushes with embarrassment.

“Yeah we’re just screwing…” Rafe nods, “fuck buddies more or less.” Rafe lets out a forced chuckle and the kooks join in.

“Damn, she open for new guys? I could use a good fuck.”

You look at Rafe in disbelief. How could he sit here and let these guys talk about you like that? And lie to them about your relationship? Was he really embarrassed of admitting the two of you were together?

“You can have her when I’m done.” Rafe takes a sip of his water, his eyes on yours.

“When will you be done with her?” The kook smirks, licking his lips at you.

“Well we’re done now,” Tears sting your eyes and you quickly stand, throwing your napkin on the table and snatching your purse from the ground before storming away.

“Oh no baby don’t leave! However, your ass looks great!” The kooks laugh.

You quickly exit the restaurant and find a quiet corner, leaning against it and quietly sob to yourself. You should have known Rafe would hurt you like this. He was known for breaking girl’s hearts, not mending them.

~

“Y/n! Please, I know you’re home.” Rafe knocks on your front door.

You sit on the other side of the door. He’d been there all morning trying to get you to answer the door. He’d called, texted, even messaged you through instagram but you weren’t having it. After the way he treated you and let those guys walk all over you at lunch that day, you didn’t want anything to do with him.

“Y/n.. please I’m sorry…” Rafe’s voice is quieter and he leans his forehead against the door. He slams his hand against the door, realizing you aren’t going to answer, “Damn it!”

You hear him descend down the stairs and there is a slam of a car door before you hear his truck start up and head out of the driveway.

~

It’s not until a week later that you decide to go out with the pogues. You still didn’t tell them about you and Rafe and what happened. Kie knew something was up with you and finally managed to drag you out of the house and to a party, which of course was on figure 8. This meant a possibility of running into Rafe, but you didn’t tell Kie this.

Kie hands you a red solo cup and you scrunch your nose up at the strong smell, “Geez what the hell is in this?”

Kie shrugs and takes a big gulp of hers, “no idea.” She laughs, “It was in the punch bowl. It’s probably got a bunch of different alcohol in it.”

There was a small commotion at the entrance of the house and catches your attention. Your breath hitches in your throat when you see him walk through the door. His eyes are immediately on you. He’d never expected you to be here.

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Kie laughs.

“Yeah because I did.” You take a sip of the drink and wince at the burning sensation in your throat, “Damn, that’s strong.”

Kie turns her attention to another girl nearby and is hugging and talking to her. You sigh and take another sip out of the cup when you feel a hand grab your arm. You turn around and are faced with Rafe, worry written all over his face, “What are you doing here?”

You glance down at his hand and then back up at him, “I’m here to have fun.” You then rip your arm from his grasp, “Now, if you’ll excuse me.” You start to push passed him, but he steps back in front of you, blocking your exit, “Y/n… can we just talk? Please?”

“No Rafe, we can’t. You better leave me alone before someone else suspects something.”

He grabs your arm as you start to walk around him again, “Fuck who sees. I shouldn’t have treated you the way I did at lunch last weekend and I’m sorry, alright? I tried to apologize that day at your house, but you wouldn’t even see me. Which I don’t blame you.”

You roll your eyes, “What an apology.” You go to take another drink, but Rafe grabs the cup from your hand, “hey!”

“You don’t need to be drinking this shit. You have no idea what’s in it.” He tosses the cup in the sink and puts his hands on his hips as he faces you.

“Don’t tell me what to do!” You cross your arms over your chest.

“don’t tell me what to do.” He mocks.

You press your lips together to keep yourself from smiling, “I don’t sound like that.”

He pulls one hand from his hip and flips his hair, mocking you again, “I don’t sound like that.”

You can’t help but let out a laugh this time, “Gosh you’re an asshole.”

He chuckles, “Yeah, I know.” He lets his hands drop to his sides, “especially to you.. I should have never let those guys talk about you that way and say the things I did. I’m sorry.”

“If you were so embarrassed to be seen with me why didn’t you say anything?”

“Because, I wasn’t embarrassed.” He sighs, “I don’t know what was wrong with me. I’m just an asshole.” He gives a shrug of his shoulders, “I’m really hoping I didn’t mess things up between us.. I want to be with you.” His hand reaches out and touches your cheek.

You put your hand over his, “Really?”

He nods, “Yeah.. I do. If you’ll still have me.”

“of course I still want you.” You sigh, “But I’m not doing the sneaking around stuff anymore, Rafe. It’s either you let us be known, or there will not be an us.”

“Of course.” He agrees. He grips your hand and pulls you into a living room full of people, catching their attention. “Hey, yeah can I have all of your attention, please?”

Everyone’s attention is now on you and Rafe. Rafe grins and wraps his arm around you, pulling you to him, “we’re dating. Have been for 4 months now, if you have anything to say about it, I will not hesitate to punch you in the jaw, so you better keep your opinions to yourself. Thank you!”

You laugh as Rafe leads you out of the house and to the back porch. “You’re crazy..”

“Crazy in love..” He coos, pulling you in for a kiss.

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[birthfetish00]

My first story

My little sister and I had agreed that I should pick her up from her heavily pregnant friend. It was a few months ago I had seen the girlfriend, so I was excited about what she looks like now. Back then, she was a little skinny girl with really gorgeous breasts.

I start the car and drive out through the woods as they live out there, 8 miles to the nearest neighbor. There is no signal to the phone out there, so it was good we had agreed on a time. I'm getting out there, her parents's on vacation, but there's a bike in the backyard I've not seen before.

I knock on the door, but nothing happens. Waiting 10 minutes, knocking again, but still nothing happens. There's lights upstairs, so I know they are home. I try to open the door and I go inside. I say "HELLO" out loud, but they do not answer. I take off my shoes and outerwear and walk carefully up the stairs. I just suddenly hear some sounds up there. The first thing I think is "IS SHE GOING TO GIVE BIRTH", while I hope so. I get higher up the stairs and can hear that she is not giving birth, boring!!! The higher up the stairs I get, the louder moans come there. I'm thinking what are they doing???

I get all the way upstairs and go to the heavily pregnant girl's bedroom door, which is not completely closed. Trying to look in carefully, "WOW" I say softly, while I see my sister with STRAP-ON lying and banging the heavily pregnant girl who is lying on her back. I try to see if there were more, as there was also a bike in the backyard. Looking a little to the right, where there has always been a bench that the pregnant woman has used to train before. There I spotted another girl sitting and riding a dildo. Feel like, I'm the best place in the whole world RIGHT NOW.

I take my hand down and masturbate a little outside on my pants. Can feel that, I get more horny and more wet. I button up while watching what's going on inside the room. Pulling my pants down and taking my hand down my panties and yes, I am very wet and letting a finger slide up.

They stop all of a sudden when my sister has to go down and look after me. I think "FUCK, WHAT AM I DOING NOW" while hurrying to the toilet. My heart beats a lot… The door opens and my little sister enters. We both get very startled while looking at each other. She asks in panic "WHAT ARE YOU DOING", where I answer frightened "WE DIDN'T HAVE AN AGREEMENT". We talk a little and afterwards I say we are going home now. I say "GO IN AND SAY GOODBYE", but she asks if I want to have sex with the other 2 girls. I quickly say no, so they do not know that I turn on the highly pregnant girl extremely much. She goes in and asks if it's okay I have her sister to join, the 2 other girls say "YES" and I can sense that, they hope that I can teach them some tricks.

We start by seeing the girlfriend, who is also thin, has small tight ass and big tits, gets licked by the heavily pregnant girl while my sister lists 2 fingers up in her. My sister says she did not manage to get the heavily pregnant girl to come. While she lies on the tension dildo up in her and tries to get her to come, I take care of the girlfriend. I ask if she has tried squirt before, she was not that old and answered "NO". I quickly and hard took 2 fingers up in her and she writhed in the abdomen, I made her come fast and she was crazy about it. I said "ONCE MORE" and she nodded because she did not have much air right there. I tried again, she was so good. She squirted all over the window, approx. 1 meter, she subsequently became completely dry, as if I had emptied her of fluid throughout her body. After my sister got her heavily pregnant girlfriend to come, we took a quick break.

I was very reticent about the heavily pregnant girl as they should not know that it turned me on really much. Her I got to come, took the little dildo, there was 3 sizes. It slipped easily into her and she was entertained with it. I quickly switched to being a part of the game, though a little harder as I was older than the other girls. Now it was my turn to stick the middle dildo up in her, I pushed it harder up in her and she said "IT HURTS A LITTLE", where I said "IT HURTS TO GIVE BIRTH". I got it up in her and she loved it. She looked painfully over at the big dildo and asked if we could wait with it, to which I replied that I take it now. I took it by myself when her the other was in the process of getting my sister to squirt. I put the dildo into the opening, it was hard to get it all the way in. When my sister had finished squirting, I said that, they were just going to see how to take a hand up in another girl. I just had to work my way up a bit and then the hand slid up into her abdomen, she writhed in joy while I made her get into a clitoral orgasm with the other hand. While the heavily pregnant girl finished cramping, I got ready to lead the big dildo up into her. It slid surprisingly easily up where I said "NOW, ARE YOU READY TO GIVE UP".

We had a little fun afterwards, we had sex.

The heavily pregnant girl, said that, it felt a little strange. Where I replied it is very normal when you are not that old while you are heavily pregnant. We all 4 hear a sound where the pregnant woman gets up from the floor and we see that the WATER IS BREAKING. We get her up in bed and can feel that, all the responsibility lies with me. We can get no help, so I have to help the little girl to give birth. I put 2 fingers up and can feel the head is on the way. The pains get stronger and stronger, where I ask her to take both her legs up, my sister and friend help to hold on to each other's legs. She does not feel that she has to pushing right now, but I say that she has to try, so she knows how to do later, where it's going to hurt painfully.

While we wait, I sit and play a little with the little dildo up inside me, very nice, while I sit in front of the little heavily pregnant girl with labor pains, who is waiting to push her baby out.

Her urge to press is getting bigger and bigger and she is now in the process of giving birth, they are each taking up their legs and I see the heads looking forward quietly. Looking forward as always to seeing her crowning in front of me. Between breaks, my little sister and her friend each sit and ride their dildos while I try to keep track of the birthing girl.

RIGHT NOW is happening, which I have been waiting for, for many years. A young girl lies in front of me and gives birth, she crowns so beautifully. She does not get her head pushed out right away and is stuck in "THE RING OF FIRE" while she screams. I love watching it.

She gets after a long time, finally pushed the baby out and I am ready to drive my sister home.

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37. You're my home, draco

Putting their head on other's chest | For @thebusyfangirl for being extremely supportive with all the reblogging, I cannot thank you enough| angst | hurt comfort | happy ending | fluff

" well that's not my problem harry, is it ? If you can't fucking do one thing on your own that's your damn fault " draco yelled from across the kitchen at harry who was standing in the middle of the living room looking agitated

" I do things on my own. It's that you are the one who keeps thing's in the house, not me and if you're not responsible enough for it just say it " harry yelled back.

Furiously draco stomped out of the kitchen " responsible? So this is your house when it's about the house lease and paper's and suddenly when it comes to keeping thing's, it's mine. When was the last time you were responsible enough to keep things in the right place on your own? If for once you could fold your own clothes or do your own laundry or maybe just not fucking throw things anywhere you want to, so I'd pick up then maybe, Maybe for once you wouldn't have to ask me where your shit is !! It's not just my own responsibilities " draco yelled at harry face talking off the apron off his waist

" you know what you are right, I'll do my damn shit on my own Because you're fucking irresponsible with whatever you do. After all why would you understand the load of work I have to do each day, going after the bad guys.. if even for one day you'd go things I do then you'd understand where I'm coming from But if this is the way it's going to be, you do your own shit and I'll do mine "harry sneered back

" work ? You're saying as if I don't do work? I teach at least 6 classes in a day, check almost 200 copies, sit with a bunch of teachers who are much more older than me, clean the mess of the potions students make, don't you dare compare our work! Just because your work requires more strength or power or maybe responsibility, doesn't mean I don't do shit "

" draco, you're a damn teacher. I am a goddamn auror. I put my life on line everyday so I can make money for us-"

" and you're not the only man making money in this house. I earn only 200 galleons less than you do and that's not even a huge deal so stop making it seem as if you're the man of the House or that you are doing a great deal for me because let me be honest, the only thing you do for me is creating problems and fighting, that's it " draco yelled and stormed out of the house before harry could've yelled back further.

Harry groaned loudly shutting off the house and storming away himself to get away from the horrors the place held. Both of them Only returned much later after midnight at the same time and went to bed immediately without saying even a single word. And the next morning, draco left the house much more earlier than he was supposed to, leaving a note that he'd be at Hogwarts for at least a week as per the requirements by the school board to finish off with the heavy work left pending. At first harry was Happy seeing the note, thinking to himself that the house would be Empty after so Long.

But he was wrong.

At night when he came back to a messed up home, no cooked meal, he felt slightly furious and almost called out to draco but realised quickly that he wasn't home. Not dropping much thought over it, cleaned up the place, freshened up and decided to order food instead of cooking. But 4 days in, harry found himself much more tired and in desperation to just see Draco. The thing was harry knew why draco was staying an entire week at school, he knew his husband very well, he would never leave any pending work but just the realisation that draco needed a break from harry and the house, he found it saddening on a lonely night.

" so what'd he say last before he left ?" Ron asked as they chatting up about their Harry's current problems with marriage over brunch away from work for sometime

" something about him earning not significantly less than me and how I'm irresponsible and creating problems. I'm just tired Ron, lately all we do is fight. You wouldn't believe, just last week we were fighting about changing a wallpaper and you'd expect that it got resolved but it didn't. We didn't talk and that was it. It just- I don't know- like the whole marriage thing really work out for us " harry replied sadly

Ron looked at harry understandingly.." I understand you harry but I don't think he's entirely wrong-"

" so you also think I'm irresponsible-"

" Merlin, don't get your knickers in twist. All I'm saying maybe he isn't wrong. You've fought with me quite often too lately but we're friends harry, but it's different with him, he's your husband. He needs you and you can't possibly deny that you've been nice to people lately. When was the last time you bought Hermione flowers or told her she looked not a today older than she is or the last time you called Ginny about her games or take neville, when did you even call him last to see how he's doing ? The thing is Harry you've been so work involved that you've barely acknowledged the people around you. Remember 2 months after you got married and you told me marrying draco was the best thing you did, what happened to that ?"

Harry's face drew upset, knowing that Ron was in fact right. He'd been so into himself that he had barely made time for the rest of them " I don't know Ron. I just feel like maybe it's all getting out of hands. Like my plates full maybe-"

" like you need a break?"

Harry nodded.

" look Hermione and me have known you the longest and she haven't seen you in so long but she knows somethings up. We know you harry, we understand how you get when you're stressed or angry even but this, this isn't who you are. After everything you've been through and go through each day we understand you but to me you'll always be the harry potter who broke his glasses like a million times in school yet refused to buy new one's because you liked them or the harry potter who hung me by my feet or the harry potter who'd die than leave his friends " ron gave harry the most perfect smile for the situation.

Harry sighed " what am I doing wrong Ron ?"

" you've forgotten who you are and a little maybe the people around you or you're probably letting something eat you alive.. whatever it is harry, do something about it or it'll be too late to fix things" and by that harry knew he meant draco.

Harry nodded at Ron, thinking about what he'd do next to remind his husband, that he is still his lover.

When it came to Saturday night, almost a night before draco would come back, harry firmly sat back on the couch looking at the empty spot besides him with his favourite television show running in the back, yet all he could think was about the memories with draco, the times he made him laugh and now harry didn't even remember in the last one year they've been married the last time harry made his husband laugh. Harry switched off the tv, sighing, getting up from the couch and going into the storage room. He cleared the dust, blowing some away, then turning on a little lamp around the corner. Following his instincts, harry went deeper into the pit of storage and found his things back from the school days. Falling into nostalgia, harry took his school thing's, a few things after that and album's he had gotten made and went back to living room and set everything on the ground.

Memories probably never leave you yet sometimes you need to be reminded of who you are to become who you want to be and that's exactly what harry was doing, figuring out when he became the person he is Today. He went through things after things he had from school, his defense against dark arts books, the model of something science related he made for muggle studies and the albums. Pictures after pictures with people he loved, he found himself drowning into it. It had been so long since the last time he contacted any of them and it saddened him. This isn't who he is, yet somehow this is exactly who he is. As sadness started to fill into his lungs, he finally opened the last box he had retrieve and opened it to find things related to draco. They started going out late in 8 th year and going through a lot of post-war things, Harry had maintained a diary in a muggle way to vent out but most of the end of the diary was filled with how draco looked so good under the moon or how draco was mindlessly biting the top of pencils or biting his lip during class or how his dates went.

Without glancing up harry said " don't leave me "

" how did you know I came ? " Draco asked as he stepped into the living room and sat down next to harry

" you're my soulmate draco, I can sense whenever you're around me "

" you can ?" Draco frowned, not believing harry could still do it.

" just because I've became this huge asshole doesn't mean I've stopped loving you draco "

" it doesn't hurt to remind every once in a while "

Harry looked up finally to see an upset draco sitting next to him with a sad smile " I do tell you I love you "

" when was the last time you said that to me?" Draco asked smiling lightly

Harry frowned lightly, confused but immediately realised he hadn't spoken the words out in almost 5 months " fuck- I'm sorry- shit"

" yeah " draco signed looking down at the things harry was going through " what's all this ?"

" this- school stuff. And this is a box specifically about you " harry pushed the box a little box towards draco

" I own an entire separate box ?" Draco chuckled

" you own an entire different separate place in my life too and I think me becoming an asshole forgot that " harry replied sadly. Draco looked at harry sympathetically before pulling him forward towards him and wrapping his arms around Harry's torso..

" that's all I wanted to hear " draco's voice broke. Harry leaned in further, his head pressed against draco's chest, small tears escaping his eyes and wetting draco's shirt.

" I'm sorry. I never meant to be this problematic and with the whole fighting things. I'm so sorry. I never wanted to hurt you but I just, I'm such an asshole" harry rambled

" you're not an asshole harry. Hey look at me- you are a brilliant man who sometimes needs a break. I haven't been less of an ass to you myself but everyone have a rough patch in marriage and we will get past this too. We're special harry, remember. We're Always special " draco smiled holding Harry's face in his hands

" I don't want to be this person. I just want to be yours and I don't want to fight you, I don't want to yell at you or you to yell at me and i don't want you ever leaving me alone.. I can't- I don't want to be without you draco, I don't know how to be. I've been so selfish that forgot to tell you how much I love you for 5 months, I don't ever want that again. I want to tell you everyday how much I love you. I don't want all these fights, I hate it without you. It doesn't feel like home without you draco, you're my home and with you gone, nothing makes sense, not even me " harry sobbed.

Draco eyes welled up with tears " I don't want all this too harry. I want to be entirely yours and yours forever. I Always Want you to be my home. Fuck I love you- I've missed you so much "

" I missed you too. I love you draco, I love you so so so much, I love you "

" I know you do " draco smiled. He softly kissed the top of Harry's head, then his cheeks, his eyes, his forehead and finally his lips.

" don't ever leave me, ever "

" never " Draco sobbed, their foreheads touching each other, taking in deep breaths with tears running down their faces like a small river.

It was sometime later when they started going through Harry's thing's together with harry cuddled into draco.

" what's this ?" Draco asked as he picked out a small dry petal

" oh, this was from the restaurant I proposed in "

" and this ?"

" this is- I think the handkerchief you left the night we first kissed "

" oh, nice, what this ?"

" I think that's the note I wrote to you to ask you out for first date but never sent it "

" real smooth harry " draco chuckled. Harry rolled his eyes, playfully hitting draco over his chest before picking up and showing him thing's again.

" you still have that paper boat from our first date ?" Draco asked softly gazing at harry

" well- I still think it's the most perfect boat ever made " harry smiled at draco before pressing a small kiss over his lip.

It was harry who Always imagined that, that perfect little boat was the reasons for everything they have right now, but draco never needed to know that, after all he was his special man and he made him the happiest man in the whole world even if sometimes the boat drowned a bit..

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Day 36- angel | Day 38- set it up, break it up

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Convenience

Pairing: Jaehyun x Original Female Character | Reader

Genre: Angst with Fluff and Smut

Summary: Jaehyun is feeling depressed after a breakup ------- Written from a prompt: *Must be about Jaehyun *Use these words (random word generator): -slice -lid -restless

Word Count: 2,007

Rating: Mature, explicit sexual content

Author's Note: Another Random Word Generator Challenge with a friend. This is the first Jaehyun fic I've ever written. Please enjoy!

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    Jaehyun brushed his hair out of his eyes as he stared at his empty fridge. He’d forgotten to buy groceries. Shutting the fridge door, he gathered his things to make a trip to the convenience store a few blocks away. He couldn’t sleep anyway. Despite having felt justified in his recent breakup, he’d spent a couple weeks feeling his mood shift, and now he was left with a dread, a realization that he’d let something vital go. The first month of smug vindication had spoiled into a restless depression.

    Everything felt grey, and he shook his head in annoyance as he realized his hat and his face mask were grey. He was literally turning himself grey. The late spring night was humid, though Jaehyun felt a cold thunderstorm brew inside of him. He felt like the sad Zoloft ball in the American ads that he’d seen on TV when he was a kid. There was a cloud that followed the lump of sadness and poured rain on it and nowhere else, a summation of his life.

    He strolled lazily through the drinks, staring carefully at every bottle he came across. He could have gone to the convenience store just across the street from his apartment complex, but there was a slim chance that his ex would show up at the convenience store he took the extra 5 minutes to walk to. She worked the night shift, and they had originally met at the convenience store when she’d gotten off work to grab a snack and he’d been on his way home from a night out drinking with friends.

    Kimi had been flirting with the cashier, having left her wallet at home, going so far as to sit on the counter and crossing her legs as she asked the cashier if she could pay him back the next evening. The cashier, a college student who looked tired and worn down with his job, simply told her to get off the counter and stated that he could not give out things for free. It was what she did when she’d gotten off the counter that convinced Jaehyun to ask her out on a date.

    “I refuse to stop my performance until you give me this bottle of Coke,” she’d said. With a soft, “5, 6, 7, 8,” she began dancing, and though he had no idea who she was at the time he instantly recognized her dance moves. She was stepping well in line to the big final dance to the song “All That Jazz” from the musical Chicago. He’d auditioned for it just a month prior.

    The playful, spontaneous approach to solving her problems had been great until she would run out of laughs and fun problem solving skills. Kimi would bury her anger or frustrations, something that Jaehyun did as well, so after 6 months of dating, their built-up frustrations blew the lid off their tension when she’d accused him of being selfish. Thinking about how he’d rolled his eyes when he responded that he didn’t care what she thought of him, he let the uncomfortable guilt in his gut freeze up like a large block of ice, knowing he shouldn’t have been so dismissive with her.

    Drinking his Milkis at the front of the store, Jaehyun leaned up against the wall and stared up at the lamp at the corner of the street nearby. His lips were silently moving as he recollected the lyrics to an old Ray Charles song he used to listen to when he’d stand in the same spot, waiting for Kimi to arrive at the bus stop at the end of the street. The happy tune of the song was a reminder of what was lacking in his life though, so he stopped thinking of the song, and took a deep breath before taking his phone out of his pocket to look at the time. He immediately shoved his phone back into his pocket as he saw Kimi step out of the bus that arrived at the end of the street. He caught her attention immediately, and she ran a hand through her hair before taking a few steps closer to him.

    “How have you been?” he asked.

    “Shitty,” she replied. “Still trying to get over a shitty ex who didn’t show up to dinner with my mom for her birthday.”

    Wordlessly, she walked into the store, and Jaehyun realized he’d been foolish to wait to see her. He didn’t remember his walk home, but he’d regretted not buying any alcohol when he sat down at his kitchen table. The motion of her fingers tucking her hair behind her ear was ingrained in his head, and the Ray Charles song was blaring loudly from his phone as he ate his sandwich. In the middle of his third bite, Jaehyun felt like chewing was too much work and didn’t want to eat anymore. His phone vibrated loudly against the table, distracting him from his sad late-night snack, and he picked it up to see that Kimi had texted him two simple words.

Kimi: come over

    After tossing the sandwich into his fridge, Jaehyun rushed to his bathroom to freshen up before rushing over to Kimi’s apartment. He hummed along to his playlist as he walked to her place, a 15 minutes’ walk from his place. The humidity felt more pleasant as his cheeks were hurting and he touched them, realizing his lips were curved up into a smile, something he hadn’t done for at least a week. It was possible that Kimi was inviting him over to finalize their breakup, but Jaehyun knew this was his last chance at apologizing for hurting her.

    Deciding that his first words to her would be, “Thank you for inviting me over, please hear me out, because I want to apologize,” Jaehyun knocked on the door to her apartment. When the door opened, Kimi was wearing one of Jaehyun’s old black tshirts with her red silk shorts that barely covered her ass cheeks, and he blanked, letting her take his hand as she led him inside.

    She pulled his jacket off his shoulders as he leaned down to kiss her. After shaking his jacket off, his hands grabbed her ass cheeks, kneading them with his large hands, and they moaned into each other’s mouths as she walked backwards, leading them to her bed. Her lips were softer and sweeter than he remembered, and he groaned as his tongue pushed into her mouth, licking the roof of her mouth. Her right leg hooked over his left leg as he pressed his body over hers to lay her down on her back.

    “I’m so sorry, baby,” he said when they broke from their kiss, pressing his forehead against hers. “I’m sorry. I’ve wanted to say sorry every day.”

    “Fuck now, talk later?” she said breathlessly in return. She moaned as he slid his hand down between her legs and rubbed his palm up against her clothed heat.

    “I can live with that,” he replied. He smiled down at her as his middle finger pushed up against the silk fabric of her shorts and he felt for her clit. He kissed her as he used two fingers to rub against her slit. Her shorts were quickly dampening, and he moaned into her lips as he felt himself start to grow hard.

    He laid down onto his back when they’d taken each other’s clothes off, and he could barely whimper out her name when she’d taken his cock into her hands and bent down to kiss his shaft. Nodding, his hands ran through her hair, and he held her hair in one hand as he watched her lick his balls, the warmth of her tongue and the gentle suction of her mouth on his sensitive skin sent waves of pleasure up into his stomach causing him to whimper.

    Her hand wrapped around his shaft and she pumped it as her mouth moved up to wrap around the head of his cock. The noises she made as she sucked on the mushroomed head caused him to whimper again and he jerked his hips up, surprising her. She licked the tip of his cock a few times before taking it out of her mouth and she smiled at him as she sat up and moved to straddle him.

    She hooked her legs over his, so her feet were tucked under his thighs, spreading her legs wide as she angled his cock up against her entrance. Her lips were pursed and her eyebrows were furrowed slightly as she looked down at him. He sat up, and dipped down to kiss her breast before he flicked her nipple with his tongue. One arm wrapped around her waist while the other grabbed her breast and he massaged it, groaning as he felt his cock grow warmer and his blood rushed faster when her hips thrust against his body in reaction to what he was doing.

    Raking her nipple with his teeth, Jaehyun chuckled as Kimi moaned loudly, throwing her head back. She gave a dry laugh, and used one hand to grab his cock and directed it toward her entrance. He watched her close her eyes as she pushed his cock into her. She was tight, and wet, and he moaned into her neck as he kissed her skin. His hold on her waist tightened as he thrust his hips forward.

    She cursed as he filled her up. Both of his arms wrapped around her body and he kissed her neck before his tongue licked where he felt her pulse. He sucked on her neck, and she moaned as one hand grabbed his hair and held on tight. She groaned as she thrust her hips back and forth in a shallow rhythm, the small friction sending Jaehyun onto the edge as he felt his balls burn up.

    His hold loosened and he moved his hands to her hips as he took over their rhythm, making the thrusts rougher and deeper. With every thrust in, Jaehyun groaned when the walls of Kimi’s pussy would shake, a sign that her orgasm was begging to come. He gave a handful of hard fast thrusts, and bit down on his bottom lip as her arms wrapped around his neck and she thrust into him as she rode out her orgasm.

    He panted in shallow breaths as he held her close, seeking for his release as her pussy squeezed his cock tight. She kissed him and began thrusting her hips fast, making him come soon after. They broke their kiss when he gave one last push into her. Their arms were wrapped around each other when they were lying in bed together. This was a slice of heaven Jaehyun thought he’d never get to see again, and so he kissed the temple of Kimi’s head before brushing her hair out of her face.

    “I missed you,” he spoke up first.

    “I wish you would have told me sooner,” she replied. “I’m sorry if I was pressuring you to get serious.”

    “I’m sorry I was too chickenshit to be a better boyfriend,” he said. He kissed her. “You didn’t pressure me. Meeting your mom scared me, and I acted like an asshole.”

    “I missed you,” she said, sitting up. She brushed the front of his hair and ran a finger down his cheek. “You still have a lot to make up for.”

    “I will,” he said, nodding. He ran a hand down his stomach, tempting her to come back into his arms. She rested her back against his body, and he turned his body in to spoon her before kissing her shoulder. “First thing tomorrow, breakfast in bed, and I’ll make you your favorite breakfast food.”

    “Sounds like an excuse to keep me in bed all morning,” she said, intertwining her fingers with his.

    “Forecast says it’ll rain all morning,” he said lazily, shutting his eyes. “We might as well spend all morning in bed if it’s going to be grey outside.”

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It’s Nothing Serious - Chapter Three

Brought to you by: insomnia and the note that I had hurt someone with the last chapter. Also sorry I wrote this on my phone so typos.

Chapter One

Chapter Two

It’s.

Not.

Serious.

So, the next morning when you’re coming out of your apartment and you turn and see a leggy red head with her hand draped around his waist, you keep your eyes averted. You think quiet thoughts. You contemplate making a face like you forgot something so you can rush back inside and wait for them to pass. But just before you can imagine what facial expression could best convey “aw fuck, forgot my wallet” he turns and you catch his eye.

For half a second, its tense. Then, in an act that even amazes you, you smile at him, like he hadn’t just used you and your body and your fucking beer (which was expensive, by the way) as therapy nights earlier.

”Hey Javi,” you say. You pull the key from the door and stand up straight.

“Hey,” he says softly, not sure if he’s just been caught or if you really are this casual. To seal the deal, you check to make sure his date is looking up and elsewhere before you point to her and make a show of checking her out. Turning back to Javier, raise your eyebrows and hold up your hand, curling your forefinger down to your thumb in the universal sign of nice (👌). The dumbfounded look on his face makes you genuinely laugh, and you stride past the two of them with a smile.

“See you later, neighbour.” You call back without turning around. You don’t wait for a response before you let the door close behind you, and you’re stepping out into the sunshine.

You’re surprised you don’t fall asleep at your desk that day. Your neck is still aching from your sleep on the couch Sunday night, probably the second worst decision you made with your body all weekend. When you return to an empty stoop, you’re almost grateful he’s not there, sitting casually like he had just happened to choose that spot to sit and smoke. God, you really had been easy for him. One night of getting drunk and giving in and now you had to spend the rest of your tenancy pretending to be the cool girl neighbour who doesn’t care that he wallmate fucked her and chucked her.

Twice.

Its not surprising, really. Men have done this before to you, and while it sucks you should know better by now to view these kind of guys as the ones you use just as much as they use you. The only thing really hurting here, you think, is your stupid ego. It’s not even like you were going to try and date the neighbour. You didn’t really want to date anyone.

You stop in your tracks, midway up the stairs.

Yeah, actually- what were you complaining about?

You had a hot neighbour who was good in bed and showed he had no qualms about letting you crawl in with him. He wasn’t pressuring you to tell him how you felt, or dragging you out on dates you didn’t want to go on, or playing passive aggressive little mind games with you. He was just fucking you. And sharing cigarettes. Sure, maybe he came over and dropped some heavy emotional labour on your lap every once in a while, but he had paid you back for your time by making you cum so hard you honestly think you lost vision for a few seconds. And you actually did like hanging out with him on your little routine smoke breaks. Yeah. Yeah! This actually worked out really well for you, now that you thought about it critically.

Pleased with yourself, you wander over to your corner and pull a cigarette from your purse, bringing it to your lips. Just as you light it, from the corner of your eye you see a patch of blue walking your way. You look up and see Javi just as he notices you, making his way towards the steps. You smile and press the lighter into your pocket.

”Hey stranger,” you tease. His face is still a bit confused as he looks up at you once, ascending the steps.

“Hey,” he says, coming to stand beside you. He reaches into his own pocket and pulls out his pack. He pats himself down and you roll your eyes, pulling the lighter from your pocket and holding it out to him. He smiles when he sees it and takes it from your hand and, despite yourself, you smile too.

”Thanks,” he says before clicking the lighter and holding the cigarette out. He hands it back to you and the two of you stand in silence for a moment, watching the sunset across the sky.

”Some kid got glue in my hair today,” you say, taking another drag. You turn to look at him. “Lorenzo.”

“The one with the eye?”

You he told him about Lorenzo’s fake eye.

”Yeah,” you say, trying not to seem to impressed he remembered. “Took forever to get it out.”

Javier nods, taking a long drag.

“We arrested Escobar today,” he deadpans.

“ What.”

He turns back and smiles.

“I’m fucking with you.”

You smile, letting out a huff as you shake you head.

”Got me.”

“What are you doing tonight?”

You turn and see the preschool teacher - Maritza, you think - standing to your left. You had been in such a daze as you waited for the coffee machine to finish you hadn’t noticed her come and stand next to you. She was a cute, small woman with big brown eyes and severe bangs, and the way she looked at you now reminded you of a little kid waiting for their parent to give them the present behind their back.

”Probably getting drunk at home and watching bad tv,” you say, turning to face her. “What’s up?”

“A few of us are going out tonight,” she says. “We thought you’d like the join.”

You stop and think of all the reasons going out now, on a Friday night, with a group of other women, in the middle of one of the deadliest cities in the world, would be a bad idea. But you also think of the three day old arepas waiting for you at home and the empty, stale apartment air you’d be eating them in. Your last few months had fallen into such a boring routine (with obvious exceptions) that you had completely forgotten going out was even a possibility. You told yourself you would wait until you had a group of friends to go out with, just to make it safer, but the only person you had gone out with was Javier, just that once.

“Come on,” she said, her round face breaking into a cute smile.

You found yourself smiling back.

”Yeah, why not?” you say.

Maritza tells you she and her friends will catch a taxi over to yours around 8. Ridiculously, you feel giddy as you catch yourself hurrying home. While you had only had a few pleasant exchanges with Maritza over recess, she had the kind of chaotic energy that accompanies all women who voluntarily spend most of their time with children under the age of six, and in your experience those were the bitches who always got the wildest. You were negotiating with yourself how drunk you’d let yourself get when you turned and walked up the stairs, barely noticing Javi in your smoke spot before he called out to you.

”Hey hermosa,” he said. You snapped your head back up, your concentration on whether or not there was really that much of a difference in your behaviour depending on three to four drinks shot. You were just compromising with yourself that it really depending on the liquor when he had called out to you.

”Hey,” you smile, coming to a stop beside him. He holds out a cigarette to you and you take it, popping it in your mouth. Before you can ask he’s got the lighter, and you lean in for a light.

“Want to grab a drink tonight?” He asks once you’ve settled into your spot beside him. You shake your head.

”Can’t. Got plans.”

”Oh yeah?” He turns to consider you. You give him a nod, unable to suppress the smile.

”Girl’s night,” you say. “Preschool teacher asked me to join.”

”The one with the bangs?”

You had told him about her bangs.

”Yep. The popular girls noticed me.”

“Where are you going?” He asked.

You shook your head. “Nope. You are not invited.”

He smiled. “I wasn’t-”

“Oh sure,” you say.

“You should just be safe, is all.” He says. “Stay out of certain places, you know, walk home together.”

“Believe it or not, this is not my first night out of the house ever.”

He frowns. “It’s dangerous. Just be smart.”

“Thanks mom,” you take a drag and turn towards him, your arms crossed. “And what shout I tell Bobby if he wants to go all the way?”

He scoffs and you break out in a grin. Shaking his head, he tosses his filter and moves around you, making for the door.

”Fucking smart ass.”

You’re always too eager to be on time. It’s a bad habit. It always ends with you showing up to parties too early and then it’s just you and the host making small talk over the fruit salad they thought they had at least another half hour to make. Whatever. Tonight that means you just get to spend the next hour looking really hot in your own apartment.

You find yourself standing still for a moment, wondering what you should do. Sitting down and reading seems like a weird thing to do when you’re dressed like this, but neither does sitting and watching tv. You wish for a minute you had been more picky about make up or hair but everything has set and you don’t want to risk fucking with it. You make for your kitchen and pull the bottle of tequila from the cabinet, reaching to grab a glass. You take a quick shot and are about to pour another when an idea runs through your head. You walk down and across to the wall opposite of the couch and knock three times.

You hear faint movement from the other side and grin to yourself.

“Javi?” You call.

A moment later, you hear a muffled “Yeah?”

“You want a drink?” You wait for his response, but instead of answering you hear his door open and close. You smile, pulling another glass from the cabinet when there’s a knock on your door.

“It’s open,” you shout, pouring two fingers into one of the glasses. A moment later he walks in, his eyes on the floor.

“You should really lock that,” he says, turning to watch you walk down towards him with two drinks. His eyebrows raise as he looks you up and down, and even though you’re supposed to be the cool girl who is very unaffected by her hot neighbour who she just sometimes fucks, it makes swell with some pride.

“I’ll be fine, I’ve got a cop next door.” You hold out the glass for him. His eyes flick back up from your waist as he reaches out to take it, wetting his lip with a dart of his tongue.

“Can’t get over here that fast enough.” He says.

“Hm,” you walk over to the wall. “Two knocks for ‘help’, three for ‘I’m fine.’” You demonstrate.

“Or you could just lock your door,” he looks at you over the rim of his glass. You roll your eyes.

“Such a cop,” you toss back your out drink. You wipe your mouth as he watches. “My parents would kill me.”

“Drug traffickers?” He asks

“Almost. Hippies.”

He cracks a smile at that. “This when you tell me your real name is Moonbeam or something?”

“It’s Starlight, actually.” You sit on the couch and gesture for him to join you. He follows your lead, sitting in the exact spot where only a week earlier he had post coitally confided in you. You try and ignore it.

“I’m an agent,” he corrects you.

You kiss your teeth. “Even worse. They’d keel over if they found out baby Starlight fucked ‘the man’.”

“You haven’t for a while,” he says, reaching out to lay a hand on your ankle. You’re embarrassed by how the electricity shoots up you leg, directly to the apex of your thighs.

You laugh. “A week is not a while.” You kick your feet onto the floor and stand, walking back to the kitchen for more drink.

“You sure you want to go out tonight?” He turns and watches you as you pull the cork from the bottle and pour yourself a third drink. So much for that negotiation. You wonder if you can buy bread on the way there. Surely. “My offer for a drink still stands.”

“Mmm, I wonder what that’s code for.” You sit down on the other side of the couch and, feeling bold, stretch your legs out again. “Thank you, but I already told them I’d go.”

He shrugs, bringing the drink back up to his mouth. “Gonna be a boring night,”

You tap his thigh with the tip of your heel. “First I need to be safe, now it’s going to be boring?”

He shrugs again. “Just saying. When you’re disappointed later, you know where I’ll be, hermosa.”

You’re not disappointed.

You and Javier drink for a while longer, swapping stories about Texas and being an expat and dumb, innocuous work shit when you hear a cacophony of giggles followed by a rapid series of knocks at your door. You stand and grab your purse, Javier following in your step as you swing open the door and see Maritza with her two friends, tipsy and giggling on your mat.

“Heyyyyuu guapa,” Maritza says. You’re thankful you weren’t the only one drinking early. The woman behind her- tall and beautiful, you’ll learn her name is Alessa- offers you a small bottle of liquor. You raise you hand to take it as all three of their eyes flick towards the man approaching from behind you.

“Ladies,” he says, hovering behind you. You can’t see his face, but you know the smug bastard is loving every second of this. You recognise the look that flashes across their faces as their eyes flick from him to you, and you smile as you take a quick swig from the bottle.

“Javier was just leaving,” you explain, reaching back and ushering him out by the shoulder.

“Does he have to?” The third girl - Lisa - asks. Alessa gives her a quick seat on the arm.

“He does,” Javier answers, nodding. “You ladies have a good night.” His eyes meet yours for a brief second before he’s turning and walking to his apartment. The girls watch him as he disappears inside as you lock your own door, and when you turn around to tell them you’re ready, the looks on their faces are demanding answers.

Fuck it. You’re drunk.

“Yeah, I am.” You laugh, and all three of them squeal.

Fuck. You had forgotten how fun this was.

The taxi ride over had been a whirlwind of questions and much to the annoyance of the driver, you answered each and every dirty one with as little detail as to remain polite but still subtlety brag that you indeed were fucking the hot guy in your apartment. You missed having girlfriends to gossip with, to giggle over sex and boys. Alessa was married without any kids, but she turned out to be the most curious about you and Javier’s situation. Even though there wasn’t much to tell, you were high on the attention and leaned into each question, a little surge of what could only be feminine pride exploding in your chest when the women blushed at your answers and squealed in delight.

Maritza had said she knew the owner of the club( “she’s lying, she doesn’t know shit.” Lisa laughed with you as she handed you the bottle) you arrived at, and disappeared for a few minutes before reappearing at the back and waving the three of you in. Turns out the owner was actually the janitor, but the result was the same: four passes inside without having to pay. (“Not that we would,” Maritza had said. “But just in case.”). It was thrilling, sneaking through the dark hallways, each of you with their hand on another woman’s shoulder as you giggled, trying to keep quiet. You were drunk enough that you let Alessa pull you onto the dance floor as Maritza and Lisa went to the bar to get drinks. The lights and sounds were overwhelming and you felt blissfully lost in the sea of bodies that, to you, seemed to flow together. When the girls returned, some fruity concoction in their hands, you were already sweating for exertion, and felt larger, warm hands encircle your waist.

For a brief, fleeting second, you thought Javier had followed you to the club, but upon turning around you realised it was very much not Javier. This guy was younger, maybe even a few years younger than you, with big hazel eyes that somehow - alcohol? Magic? - shone through the pulsing lights of the club. Deeming him handsome enough to allow it, you turned and began to grind against him, for a few songs. Finally, during a lull in the music, he leaned forward.

“You’re a shit dancer,” he said

You laughed before reaching back up and pulling him back down to whisper in his ear. “I’ve got better rhythm on my back.”

Messy. But it got the point across.

You felt his thumb on your chin, tilting you up to face him. When he kissed you, he tasted like chapstick and cheap beer. It wasn’t warm or soft or desperate, but it was nice. And nice was enough for you tonight.

The girls behind you cheered in approval when they saw you. Blushing, you turned back to face them, grinding your ass against the growing hardness in your partner’s jeans. At some point during the night you were separated, but you quickly forgot about him when it was Lisa’s turn to pull a man. Doing your friendly duty, you cheered along with Alessa and Maritza as you watched her lead the tall stranger back to the bathrooms, only to reappear fifteen minutes later slightly rumpled but much happier. She did three shots after that.

The night continued to go well- true to you hypothesis, Maritza was a wild card. At some point she managed to crawl on the bar and convince three different men in soccer jerseys to take a shot from between her breasts, before reaching behind the bar and stealing a whole bottle of vodka while the barkeep was distracted. It was only about fifteen minutes before she had passed the bottle to every member of the soccer team when the manager finally noticed and kicked the whole group of you out.

As you stood outside, the four of you giggling and hovering around the equally drunk soccer players, you felt a hand wrap around your waist. Turning, you recognise your dance partner from earlier.

“Hey,” you say. Behind you, your new friends are busy flirt-arguing with the soccer captain.

“Hey,” he says back. “You want to get out of here?”

You give him the once over. He’s cute, toned, and he’s wearing the same jersey as the rest of the teammates. You laugh and look over to the line of taxis, wondering if you’re really about to take this guy up on his offer.

“How old are you?” You ask.

“25.”

You shake your head. “You look like trouble.”

“I am.” He smiles, and you catch those hazel eyes once again.

Fuck it.

You catch a taxi pretty easily, and once you two are in the back seat he’s all over you, pulling you against him to kiss your neck and fondle at your top. For a grown man, he acts like a boy getting to touch his first tit. You send an apologetic look to the driver when you arrive at your apartment after he pays, but quickly forget your embarrassment when he catches you around the waist and pulls you into a sloppy, messy kiss. You’re giddy off the drink and the energy of the night and kiss him back with equal finesse. After a moment you realise you’re still in the street and reach down to take his hand. You’re just outside your apartment door, shamelessly making out, when Javi’s door swings open.

Oh. Oh to be able to record the way Javier’s face falls the moment that cocky smile and planned, snide comment he had ready dies upon seeing another man draped around your back, sucking at your neck. He must have heard you return and come out to bully you into admitting it wasn’t really a fun night without him, and now he’s standing frozen, the extra cigarette you imagine was meant for you caught between his fingers. The man currently sucking a welt onto your neck looks up.

“You want a picture or something?” He asks. You swat his arm and turn, unlocking the door to your apartment quickly before they can engage in some bullshit machismo. You reach down and take your companions hand and urge him to follow you in before shooting Javier an apologetic look.

“Sorry Javi,” you say. “We’ll keep it down.”

And you shut the door behind you.

Look. You weren’t trying to get revenge. It just turns out Isaac (that’s his name) is really, really good at sex. That, or you’re really really drunk. Either way, you’re not the quiet partner you usually are. It doesn’t help that he, unlike the last person you slept with, has a young, heavily exercised back and can flip you into positions like the two of you are competing in couples ice dancing at the fucking Olympics. You even remember, in between rounds, to shove a sock between your headboard and the wall. Not that that really helps, when you’re about eight tequila drinks in and a young, stupidly ripped athlete is railing you from behind.

You also really, really didn’t think that in the morning you would be even awake enough to fuck, let alone do the breathy moaning that’s falling out of your mouth now as he hoists your leg over his side and pumps into you, flicking at your clit like he’s playing a guitar. You honestly, in your still drunk haze, forget that Javier is even on the other side of your wall.

When the two of you finally finish and Issac turns down your offer for breakfast, you throw on a sundress and walk him to the door. The two of you pause before opening the larger door outside, and he leans down to kiss you and assure you that, although it’s such a bummer his team has to go back to Cali, he had a great time with you. You play along, letting the kid have his ego stroked, and kiss him before he turns and heads out the door, into the morning and out of your life. Still smiling to yourself, you don’t realise Javier is standing in his doorway, lit cigarette dangling from his lips with his arms crossed.

“When’s the wedding?” He asks, and you know he’s trying to play it off, to be the cool guy in all of this. But you also hear that buried edge in his voice, and you know you’ve gotten under his skin.

Smiling, you saunter up to him and pluck the cigarette from his lips, holding his gaze as you take a long, large inhale.

“Oh Javi,” you sigh, exhaling. “It’s not serious.”

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Like Real People Do Chapter 8

*Gif not mine*

Masterlist

Rating: M

Words: 2.2k

Warnings: NSFW!! soft dom!spencer, over stimulation kink, oral sex (female receiving) sexual content,

Request: OPEN/CLOSED

A.N This is mainly just smut so if that’s not for you i’d skip this chapter. message to be add to taglist, much love, Cia

Chapter 8: Honey just put your sweet lips on my lips 

You hated hospitals. You always have. 

You hated them especially when you felt completely fine. Sure maybe you had a concussion and some light hypothermia, it still didn’t warrant a hospital visit in your opinion. But of course, Hotch’s opinion outweighed yours. 

So here you were, in the hospital, heating pads under your back to get your body temperature back up. Your tumble with the unsub might have to go down in your book of ‘coolest things you’ve ever done’. After he saw you swimming after him he turned and hit you upside the head with the butt of his gun and while that hurt like hell you still managed to get control of the pistol. Shooting  him in the arm before dragging the both of you back to shore. He was quickly apprehended by the backup you requested earlier and you were ushered into the back of an ambulance, despite your wishes. 

Hotch and Morgan came to check on you, making sure you were ok to fly or if you needed to stay overnight. You insisted you didn’t need to be at the hospital at all but your doctor said you were ok to fly home but you had to be out of work for the next couple of days. 

Whatever. 

You quickly changed to get the hell out of dodge, following Hotch and Morgan out of your personal hell. 

----------------------------------------------------

The three of you enter the jet to see the rest of the team already on. You all quickly take your seats, you, of course, opting for the one next to Spencer. You sigh and close your eyes for a second, head still in pain. You feel eyes on you so you open them and Spencer is glaring at you. He’s pissed… You think. 

“What’s wrong?” You ask. 

He levels with a look that can only be interrupted as are you fucking kidding? 

“It can wait until we get home.” He says, angrily. 

Fuck, he’s really pissed. You think. 

He doesn’t talk to you the rest of the plane ride. In fact, he doesn’t even talk to you on the way back to your apartment. Just wordlessly gets in your passenger seat and waits. You were starting to get angry yourself. You were injured and tired and Spencer being angry at you and not even telling you why was irritating you. 

The two of you walked into your apartment silently. You walked over to your kitchen to get a bottle of water, Spencer followed close behind you still silent. 

“Are you going to tell me what’s up with you now?” You say, taking a sip of your water. “Or are you going to continue to act like a child.” 

You knew you were being a dick. But so was he. 

“Are you out of your mind, Y/N!” He yells at you. You wince slightly not expecting the scream. 

“We weren’t going to get him if I didn’t.” You snap. “He would’ve left the country and more people would’ve gotten hurt. I did what I had to.” 

“No, Y/N, You could’ve waited for backup, or the coast guard. There are a million better things I can think of that you could’ve done that weren’t jumping into below freezing water unarmed!” 

“I knew they were behind me!” You yelled back. “Obviously, I’m not a fucking idiot. I knew if things went south they were right behind me. But I knew what I was doing. It was a calculated risk.” You shake your head. “I’m going to change.” You say as you brush past him towards your bedroom. You start to peel out of the layers your Doctor made you put on to combat the hypothermia. 

“No, Y/N, we’re not done.” He burst into your room as you are peeling off your shirt, leaving you only in your bra and pants from earlier. 

“Spencer, please, I know it was stupid but it all worked out. I’m just tired now.” You say, but it falls on deaf ears. Spencer was just staring at you now, more specifically your torso. 

Your scars. 

You’d been really good about hiding them around Spencer but your tired brain had gotten the best of you. You move your arms across your abdomen to shield yourself slightly. 

“I know they’re disgusting.” You mumble. “But please don’t stare at them like that.” 

Spencer seemed lost in thought. “What?” He asked, dazed. 

“My scars, please don’t stare like that.” You say, dejected. “I already know they’re gross.” 

Spencer's eyes soften. “Baby, that’s not what I’m looking at.” you look at him confused only to be met back with a dark look you’d never seen on Spencer. 

Want.

“Come here.” He says, his voice taking on a deep tone you’d never heard before. You approach him timidly only to be immediately swept into his arms in a deep, passionate kiss.

You can’t help the groan that comes out of your mouth. Spencer takes that opportunity to lick inside your mouth, exploring you thoroughly. His hands go to your waist, rubbing along some of the particularly long scars you have before going upwards, resting on the clasp of your bra. He pulls away from you for a moment and you give him a short nod letting him know you were completely okay with it. He smiles before unhooking it completely, letting your arms fall through before it met its final destination on the floor. He looks at you for a second, studying you so intensely like someone was going to quiz him on every detail of your body tomorrow before leaning in to kiss you again, somehow more fiercely. Your hands instantly go for his button-up and tie, which he helps you get off him quickly. You put your hands everywhere you can reach and he kissed you like he was a drowning man and you were the last bit of fresh air as he walked you backwards towards your bed. 

You still feel dazed as your head hits the pillow, Spencer’s mouth sucking harshly at your jaw and neck as he removed your pants. You knew for a fact you’d have marks tomorrow but at this point you couldn’t care less. You couldn’t control the moans that escaped you as you felt his hands everywhere he could reach, one reaching up to palm at your breast, fingers tweaking your nipple. You moaned loudly as he moved your legs up slightly so you could now feel his full erection grinding slightly against your sex. 

“Fuck, Y/N.” He said, groaning lowly in your ear. “You have no idea what you do to me.” Though you would say at this point, based on what you were feeling, you had a pretty decent idea. His lips left your jaw and neck as he continued his assault downward. Stopping at your nipple to suck it into his mouth, you moan loudly back arching slightly as his other hand pays attention to the forgotten one. You hum as he moves further and further down your torso, leaving sweet kisses along your scars. When he’s right above sex, you stop him. 

“Spen, you don’t have to…” You say, trying to avoid an awkward moment. 

He looks up at you confused. “What’s wrong? Do you want me to stop?” 

“No!” You say, hastily. “It’s just, no guys have really been able to make me cum from that. There’s probably something wrong with me.” You say, awkwardly. “You don’t have to do it.” 

Spencer looks at you with an expression that’s marshmallow soft. “I’m so sorry, baby.” He says, pressing more soft kisses to your torso, shifting so he could press kisses into your inner thighs as well. He smiled widely, watching you squirm under him. “Can I at least try, baby? Please, I need to taste you.” 

Fuck that was hot, and you couldn’t really say no. So you nod fastly and he smirks back at you, pulling your panties down with a look in his eye you’ve never seen before, it was almost devilish.  Mouth going back to place small kisses on your inner thigh, blowing gently against your arousal. You gasp loudly as you feel a quick deep lick, against your sex. Spencer grabs your thigh roughly now, not letting you squirm away from his assault. Your breath is coming out in pants now as you feel his tongue circle around your clit. His hand later joins, pumping two fingers quickly inside you as his lips circle your clit, sucking at it slightly. Your voice is almost horse with how loud you’ve been moaning. Suddenly, you feel that tell-tale ball tightening up in your lower abdomen. 

“Fuck, Spen. Don’t stop.” You pant. He doesn’t, seemingly gripping you tighter. His fingers finding that spot inside you every thrust, and his tongue circling your clit are pushing you closer to the edge. “I-I’m gonna come.” you say, his lips suck at your clit one last time before you go careening off the edge. You loudly moan his name as he lets you ride through the aftershocks.

 As soon as you feel yourself starting to calm, he starts thrusting his fingers into you faster, his tongue swiping quickly over your bud. You scream almost as he doesn’t stop his fast paced assault. Bringing you to your second orgasm of the night almost as quickly as the first. You feel dazed as you start to come down you almost don’t register the sound of a belt being unbuckled. 

Almost. You immediately tune back in at the thought of seeing what you’ve been waiting months, hell better part of a year to see. Spencer’s cock laid long and heavy against his stomach. He wasn’t insanely big but he was definitely bigger than you were expecting. In a sense, he was perfect, just like Spencer always seemed to be to you. You reached tentatively, wrapping your hand along his length before you pumping your fist. Spencer relished in it for a while, thrusting up into your fist slightly until he moved your hand away. You pouted slightly at him, he chuckled. 

“Later, Doll.” He said, kissing the tops of the knuckles on the hand he just pushed away. “I need to be inside of you.” 

Suddenly, you had nothing to complain about anymore. He positioned the tip of his length at your entrance, looking in your eye one last time for permission. You swiftly nod as he thrust himself slowly inside of you. Both of you groaning at the first contact. He doesn’t move for a second, allowing you to adjust to his length 

“Move.” you groan after a while, he slowly pulls out of you before thrusting back in, then settling into a fast rhythm.  

“Fuck, Y/N.” he groans, watching you lose control under him. “You’re so tight. So wet for me.” You can only moan in response due to his brutal pace. “You going to cum for me again, baby?” 

You were still reeling from your first two, not to mention extremely fatigued but god, he felt so good. You felt tears prickle in the corners of your eyes. You shake your head, you couldn’t again, you already felt like your skin was on fire. 

“I know it’s a lot baby, but just one more for me. Come on.” Spencer says, the rhythm of his thrust faltering slightly but you know he won’t come until you do again. He pulls his hand up to caress the side of your face, thumb finding the seam of your lips before pushing in. “Suck.” he commands, which you comply instantly. He groans slightly at the sight of you like this before pulling his thumb out of your mouth using it to rub tight circles on your throbbing bud. You moan loudly, as his thrust becomes more rapid, hitting that spot inside you almost every time, his thumb never stopping. You feel your 3rd orgasm of the night coming, you screw yours eyes shut only for your chin to be grabbed roughly. “Look at me when you cum, doll.” He says, voice strained, thrust sporadic now. The intense look in his eye combined with everything else sends you falling over the edge, Spencer not far behind you. 

You both just look at each other neither speaking. After a while he pulls out,  cuddling you closer to him. You’re silent for a while before Spencer speaks up. 

“I’m in love with you.” He says. You turn to look at him, neither of you said the L word before. Sure, you both felt it but no one’s said it. “So when you do things like that, it scares me. I couldn’t even come see you because that meant explaining to Hotch what we were and--” He trails off. 

“I love you too.” You say, Spencer turning with a giant grin. “And, I’m sorry I worried you. We can go to Hotch in the morning. Tell him about us.” 

“Are you sure that’s what you want?” Spencer asks.

“I’m in this for the long haul, Spen.” you say. “So that means we’re a team and I should’ve thought more of the team when I did that tonight. I’m sorry.” you say into his shoulder. Leaning up to kiss under his jaw. “Now, do you want to shower with me?” you ask. 

You’re rewarded with a fast nod and a man eagerly tugging you towards the bathroom.    

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Conception (Kinktober Day 8)

Bryce x MC

Prompt: Breeding

Word Count: 1,500

NSFW

A/N: I wanted to get in on this whole @choicesficwriterscreations​ Kinktober thing. Follows this ficlet, and sequel here

Casey returns home to an unusually quiet condo. She drops her keys into the bowl by the door, making her way further into the space. “Babe?” She calls out, wondering if maybe Bryce got called in to work.

She makes her way to their bedroom, freezing and then bursting into laughter when she spots Bryce from the doorframe.

He grins, allowing the rose that had been between his teeth to fall to the floor. The floor, and the bed, are covered in scattered rose petals. The room is illuminated by candles Bryce must have gone out to buy, because there’s no way they had that many tea candles in the house. He’s in black silk boxer briefs she’s never seen before, casually lounging with his muscular arms spread on top of their headboard. He looks incredible. But, not incredible enough to distract her from the ridiculousness of the situation. “You don’t waste any time, do you?” She quips, setting her purse down on their dresser. She literally just left the gynecologist after having her IUD removed.

Bryce’s grin widens. “Nope. Prepare to be impregnated.”

Casey chuckles, shaking her head fondly. “You know it usually takes like 6 months to conceive don’t you?”

“Sure, for most people. But I assume my sperm are as competitive as I am. With that pesky IUD out of the way, one of them is definitely going to fertilize an egg tonight. Hell, we might even make fraternal multiples.”

“God, how are you even cocky about your sperm?” Casey playfully complains, shrugging out of her jacket and dropping it over a chair.

“Because I’m sure this is prime stuff. Why don’t you come over here, and then I’ll show you baby?” Bryce suggests.

“I’m gonna take a shower first.” Casey decides, grabbing something out of their closet before making her way to the bathroom.

“But, I’ve already been waiting here for like an hour!” Bryce complains.

“Patience is a virtue!” Casey tosses over her shoulder before she closes the bathroom door.

...

The shower stopped running several minutes ago, but Casey still hadn’t exited their master bathroom.

To pass the time, Bryce has curated a brand new sex playlist. Less Marvin Gaye this time, since Casey burst into laughter last time when ‘Let’s Get It On’ suddenly blared from his Bluetooth speaker. Bryce presses play, and soft jazz music fills the room.

Now with nothing left to fiddle with, he’s getting antsy again. “Case, you need any help in there?” He calls out, receiving no response. He’s about to call out again when the door finally opens.

“Damn, Casey.” Bryce mutters appreciatively, eyes greedily scanning over all that pretty bronzed skin.

She’s wearing the lingerie from their wedding night. White, lacy, tiny, and complete with those super sexy garter belt thigh highs. Bryce feels like a newlywed all over again.

Casey smiles demurely, shrugging. “Since it’s a special occasion.”

Bryce smiles, scooting so he’s sitting on the edge of the bed. “God, you’re so beautiful.” He holds out his hand for her.

She takes his hand, letting him pull her into his lap so she’s straddling him. His hands cup her face, pulling her into a deep, passionate kiss. “I love you.” He promises when he breaks from her lips awhile later, reaching back to unclasp her bra.

She lets the garment fall to the floor before she drapes her arms over his shoulders. “I love you too.” She assures, leaning forward to kiss him again as he lies down, letting her rest on top of him.

Eventually, he rolls them over so he’s on top, placing slow, deliberate kisses down her body. Casey can’t help but let out a low moan when Bryce takes an already hard nipple into his mouth, playfully flicking with his tongue. His hand comes up to cup the other breast, giving her a not so gentle squeeze that has her squirming beneath him, feeling her panties dampen.

Bryce’s mouth releases her nipple, placing a soft kiss to her dark areola. “How long do you think we should breastfeed our baby?” He murmurs, looking up at her.

“I don’t know. Can’t say it’s something I’ve given much thought to, since I’m not even pregnant.” Casey reminds him.

He moves his attention to her neck, sucking just hard enough to not leave a hickey since he knows she hates having to cover those up when he gets carried away. “You will be.” He promises, walking his fingers gently down her body before sliding them into her damp panties. He softly strokes a finger through her. “God you’re so wet. You want me this bad, beautiful?” Bryce teases.

Casey lifts a knee, gently bumping her thigh against his painfully hard erection. “You’re one to talk.” She retorts.

“I always want you. All the time. Forever.” Bryce assures, rolling his hips against her for emphasis.

“Then fuck me.” Casey requests breathily. She doesn’t want anymore foreplay. She needs him inside her. Now.

She doesn’t have to tell Bryce twice. He quickly strips her of her panties, shimmies out of his boxers, and then sinks into her, hard and fast.

Casey gasps, clutching at his muscled back as he stills, waiting for her to adjust. Bryce grips her legs, encouraging her to wrap them around him.

He slowly starts to thrust, gradually increasing his pace as she starts to lift her hips to meet him.

“God, Bryce.” Casey breathes out, eyes sliding shut as she’s overwhelmed by pleasure.

“Look at me.” Bryce demands, meeting her gaze as his thumb aggressively circles her clit as he continues to slam into her.

She can tell he’s close by how his brows furrow, how his strokes become less measured and controlled. “That’s it Bryce.” She pulls him to her for an aggressive kiss. “Put a baby in me.” She whispers in his ear, gently biting down on his earlobe when they break their kiss.

“Fuck, Casey.” Bryce mutters fondly. “You’re incredible.” He can tell she’s close too, since her walls are tightening around him. “Let go for me beautiful, I’ve got you.” He redoubles his thumb’s effort, and Casey comes with a loud cry of his name.

Her orgasm spurs on his own, and he empties himself inside of her. Casey cups his face, pulling him down into another kiss as both their bodies shake in the aftermath. She can feel him filling her, and she feels an unexpected rush of warmth when she allows herself to think maybe there will be a physical embodiment of their love around in ten months.

Bryce breaks the kiss, slowly, and carefully, pulling out of her. Casey can’t help but laugh, and Bryce grins at her. “I don’t want to spill any.” He admits sheepishly.

“Well, I think there’s plenty in there.” Casey assures him, shifting out of the now wet spot on their mattress.

Bryce rolls off her. “Knees up beautiful.” He reminds her.

“There’s no evidence keeping your legs up after sex will increase odds of conception.” Casey replies, but she raises her legs anyway.

“Can’t hurt.” Bryce insists, lying on his side so he can look at her. He gently brushes his thumb over her collarbone, feeling the need to touch her. “Do you feel pregnant?”

Casey laughs. “Is that a serious question?”

Bryce flushes a little, smiling at her sheepishly. “Hey, this is all new to me. I’ve never wanted to impregnate anybody before.”

“I won’t feel pregnant until I get the nausea, breast tenderness, swollen feet, you know, all that fun pregnancy stuff.” Casey retorts.

“I’ll massage your swollen feet.” Bryce immediately offers.

“You better. I also don’t want to hear any complaints about 2 AM craving runs.”

“Never, beautiful.” He promises, leaning over to kiss her once again.

Casey yawns when she breaks the kiss, suddenly tired.

“Do you want a boy, or a girl?” Bryce asks softly, playing with one of her curls.

“I just want a healthy baby.” Casey turns her head to look at him, but stays on her back with her legs up. She reaches out to touch his face gently. “With your cheekbones.” She adds.

Bryce smiles warmly, unable to resist kissing her yet again. “I want a girl, with your hair. And eyes. And smile. Well, basically all you. But yeah, my cheekbones.”

The couple laughs together before falling into a comfortable silence. “Up for another round?” Bryce proposes, kissing the bridge of her nose.

“Yeah, I could go for that.” The words are barely out of Casey’s mouth before Bryce has pulled her on top of him.

“They say we’re more likely to conceive a girl if you’re on top.” Bryce answers her unspoken question.

Casey rolls her eyes, unbelieving that as a doctor he gives any credence to those old wives tales. But then he’s pushing up into her, and soon she’s not thinking about anything besides how good it feels when he empties inside of her once again.