#but as always got carried away and the fic is turning out sooooooo long

[diana-bluewolf]

When he says, "Keep away from me for your own safety,"

but safety is not your comfort zone.

[soft--dragon]

Boredom

Inspired by this ask here

Word Count: 1,408

Warnings: None

This is a SFW tickle fic, if you don't like that then don't read :)

Hope you enjoy guys 💞💞💙💙

Wilbur turned a page of his book, doing everything in his power to keep his focus on the words in front of him. Techno tossed the book to him before leaving with Phil, saying they were going to get food or something. Wilbur honestly hadn't been paying much attention, still trying to process why Techno had given him a book called The Art of War.

Now, a few hours later, he sat on the couch, reading with interest, but painfully aware of a teenager that had been staring at him from across the room for the past minute or two. The silence dragged out until Wilbur finally cracked and looked round.

"What?" He asked.

Tommy shuffled his feet against the floor, half slumped against the wall.

"I'm bored" he grumbled, "can we do something?"

Wilbur turned the page. "I'm quite fine where I am thank you" he replied, "why don't you go find Tubbo?"

Tommy plodded over and dramatically fell onto the couch. He landed in Wilbur's lap making the older start and lift the book to look at him.

"He's busy" Tommy whined, "you're my last hope of surviving boredom, Wilbur."

Wilbur rolled his eyes, letting his hand rest in Tommy's hair. "Drama queen" he said making Tommy screw up his face in annoyance.

"Bitch" he retorted.

Wilbur had to fight not to smile. Tommy seemed to notice and smirked.

"Bitch" he repeated then started poking at Wilbur's chest. "Bitchy, bitch, bitch."

Wilbur smacked his hands away, lips twitching. "Shut up, I'm trying to read."

"Isn't that one of Techno's book?"

"Yes."

"Ugh boring, come on Wilbur," Tommy begun poking again. "Stop being lame."

"Tommy will you stOP-" Wilbur squeaked, grabbing Tommy's hand that had gotten too close to his upper ribs.

Tommy's eyes had widened to the size of dinner plates, staring at Wilbur who was staring back, face tinged pink.

"No way..."

"Tommy-"

Tommy wasted no time. He squeezed the sides of Wilbur's ribcage quickly making the older yelp and break into startled laughter.

"Dahahamn ihihit Tohohommy!" He squealed, trying to deflect Tommy's quick fingers that slipped through his weak defenses.

"Oh my god! This is too good!" Tommy laughed sitting up to get better access to Wilbur's ticklish torso. "How am I only finding this out now?"

Wilbur squirmed against the couch, the book slipping to his floor and dropping to the floor with a thud. "T-Tommy stohohop ihiHIHIT-!"

He suddenly squealed, his back arching off the couch then crashing back down, his laughter jumping up an octave.

Tommy had started softly scuttling his fingers on Wilbur's lower ribs, his touch feather light and absolutely maddening.

Wilbur snatched Tommy's wrists, holding them away from his ribs, trying to control his giggles that kept tumbling from his lips.

"Toms" he gasped, trying to glare at the teen but his red face and wide smile really wasn't intimidating at all. "Jehehesus... Jesus Christ-"

Tommy wheezed, leaning back on Wilbur's legs. "That was amazing" he cackled, "you've never made noises like that before! You fucken squealed like a pig!"

Wilbur flushed darker, "S-Shut up" he mumbled.

"Awww are you embarrassed? Is Wilby embarrassed?" Tommy grinned.

Wilbur growled to himself, his blush burning his face and ears. "You know what you little gremlin?" He glared.

Tommy's laughter died down when he heard the dark tone and looked up at his older brother a little nervously.

"You've got five seconds."

Tommy blinked. "What?"

"Four..." Wilbur growled.

"Wilbur-"

"Three..."

Tommy quickly stood, backing away from the man. "H-Hang on Wilbur-"

"Two" Wilbur slowly stood, his face remaining neutral and eyes locked to Tommy.

Tommy had enough sense to take a few steps away, a wobbly smile starting to lift his lips. "Wil, we can talk about this-"

A smile curled at Wilbur's lips. "One" he stated darkly.

He lunged for Tommy who screamed and bolted down the hall. The chase lasted almost a full two minutes. Tommy yelling profanities the entire time with Wilbur right on his tail.

Tommy fatal mistake was trying to run into Techno's room. The door was locked.

Wilbur grabbed him around the waist and hauled him over his shoulder, Tommy shrieked and scrabbled at Wilbur's sweater, trying to pull free.

"Wilbur! P-Put me down! Wilbur!"

Wilbur carried him right back to the couch and unceremoniously dumped him onto the cushions. Tommy tried to scramble off the couch but Wilbur scooped him right back up and sat down, keeping his little brother trapped in his arms. They sat in silence for a moment, Tommy lying in Wilbur's arms who was glaring down at him.

"Heeeyyyy Wilbur" Tommy dragged out the greeting, starting to curl in on himself on instinct. "Sooooooo..."

"So" Wilbur repeated, "you know what's about to happen?"

Tommy giggled quietly, "um... no?"

Wilbur raised a brow. "It's called karma, bitch!"

He dropped his head to Tommy's stomach, (his shirt haven ridden up from his previous squirming) and blew a massive raspberry on his skin.

Tommy yelped loudly, breaking into hysteric giggles, his hands flailing to shove Wilbur's head away. "Fuhuhuhuck!" He yelled through his laughter, squirming in his older brother's hold. "Wilbur! Nohohohoho!"

Wilbur smirked. Tommy had always been weak to raspberries. He blew a series of mini raspberries across Tommy's abdomen, his fingers starting to wiggle under the boy's ribs and knees.

Tommy was squirming like a worm on a hook, legs kicking and coming dangerously close to slamming his knee into the side of Wilbur's head.

"Wihihiilbuhuhuhur fohohor fuhuhucks sahahake!" He cackled, trying to shove the older boys fingers away, while attempting to protect his stomach from Wilbur's evil raspberries.

Wilbur had to lower Tommy onto his lap to avoid dropping him. He grabbed the boy's wrists and pinned them on the arm of the couch. Tommy realised how vulnerable he was and giggled hysterically, trying to bring his knees up to cover his stomach.

"Nohohohoho" he whined, "you're beheheing mehahean."

"Am I?" Wilbur asked smoothly, "this is coming from the guy who tortured my weak spot mercilessly? Isn't it fair I repay the favor?"

Tommy shook his head. "I'm sorry!"

"Too late brother of mine" Wilbur smirked and squeezed Tommy's knees repetitively making the boy squeal and pull his knees down to avoid Wilbur's attack. In doing so however, exposed the spot Tommy had been trying to protect.

Wilbur kept up the squeezing and scuttled his fingers underneath Tommy's knees then blew a massive raspberry directly over his belly button.

Tommy shrieked at the top of his lungs, and kicked the couch cushions frantically. "FUHUHUHUHUCK!"

Wilbur laughed with Tommy as the boy tried to shove his head away.

"WIHIHIHILBUHUHUR IHIHIT TIHIHICKLES!"

"Well yeah, that's the point Toms" Wilbur chuckled but patted the teen's stomach gently as he pulled away. He watched as Tommy breathed heavily. "You gonna live?"

Tommy was still giggling madly and glared at Wilbur. "Yohohou're suhuhuch ahahan ass" he whined through his lingering giggles, smacking Wilbur's shoulder with barely any strength.

"Well, you wanted to do something right? You no longer gonna die of boredom?"

Tommy blinked, then flushed. "You fucking tortured me!"

"But you're not bored anymore are you?"

Tommy grumbled under his breath.

"Pardon?"

"I said you're the worst."

"Tommy I'd like to remind you you're still at my mercy" Wilbur wiggled his fingers on Tommy's stomach making the boy giggle weakly and curl up again.

"Nohohoho" Tommy pushed his fingers away.

"Don't challenge me again" Wilbur smirked. "I'll always win tickle fights."

"Oh really?"

The two boys on the couch swung round to see Phil and Techno watching them from the doorway. A fond smile on the older's face and a smirk on the other's.

Tommy went bright red. "How long have you two been standing there?"

"Long enough" Techno answered, gaze still locked on Wilbur. "You always win tickle fights, eh Wilbur?"

Wilbur swallowed. "Well- that's...I..."

Techno cracked his knuckles. "Shall we test that?"

Tommy smirked up at his brother. "You've got five seconds" he grinned, repeating the same words Wilbur had used on him.

Wilbur practically threw Tommy off of his lap, bolting down the hall, Techno and Tommy giving chase straight away.

"YOU SAID FIVE SECONDS!" Wilbur screamed over his shoulder.

"I LIED!" Tommy yelled back.

Phil chuckled to himself softly when he heard a very audible thump followed by hysteric cackling and pleas for mercy.

They really were an odd bunch, but they were family.

[headinthe-fridge]

My Grandfather’s Lawyer (pt. 3)

⁂ – Ushijima Wakatoshi x reader –  ⁂

warning: nsfw, swearing

Summary: Your grandfather, Washijo Tanji, disowned your mother when she was pregnant with you and her hatred towards him was passed on to you. Now, your estranged grandfather wants you to leave your life in Tokyo and come live with him in his estate in the Miyagi Prefecture.

You took a day off and a 6-hour trip, intending to give him a piece of your mind before disappearing from their lives forever. You didn’t expect to see an ailing and fragile old man. Your day trip stretched into weeks and soon, you patched things up with your estranged family and warmed up to everyone -except to one: Ushijima Wakatoshi -your grandfather’s lawyer.

He thinks you have ulterior motives in reuniting with your grandfather.

You weren’t suppose to care what he thinks of you. His opinion didn’t matter.

But it did.

AN: I would like to thank you all for supporting this fic! I love you alll so damnnn much. I try to update everyday beacause the parts are very short. Please enjoy this next part. :)) Lemme know if you guys wanna get tagged!

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You just got off the phone, informing Kiyoko that you wouldn't make it home today as well as asking her to look for someone to cover your shift tomorrow when Kuroo's voice sounded from behind the sliding panels.

"y/n-chan, you awake?"

You padded your way across the room and slid the panels open. "Kuroo-san, do you need anything?"

He greets you with a smile. "Dinner time, come."

"Sorry, I'll skip, I just ate snacks that Saki-san bro-"

He completely ignored what you were trying to say and grabbed your wrist. "No skipping meals in this house." He lectured as he pulled you towards the dining area.

You tried to yank your hand free from his grasp, heels digging against the wooden flooring of the engawa. "I'm fine, rea-"

"Hep!"

"Bu-"

"Hap!"

What the hell?

"Seriously, I do-"

"Hep hap hep!" He paused in his steps, let go of your wrist, and finally faced you. "Look here my dear cousin, it may not be obvious to you but Ji-ji loves you very much. So imagine our shock when he allowed you to go -yeah, 'Tsumu and 'Samu told me. You," He emphasized. "Who was long lost to him, and the daughter of his only daughter."

"What are you trying to say?" You asked, irritated, though you didn't really know what got you riled up all of a sudden.

"If you're only gonna stay one night with us -with him, at least give us this. We're still family, you know."

Well, that caught you off-guard. Once again, something pulled at your heartstrings at your cousin's words.

Cousin. Wow, it just dawned on you that you have one -scratch that, four cousins. Your father was an only child and you barely saw your relatives from his side. You've always thought about what it was like to have cousins that visit every holiday, celebrating family reunions, sharing meals over long tables.

Now, this cousin of yours just asked you to spend one night with them. Just one night and you were so selfish to even think about bailing out.

"Hmm, what'cha say?"

You let out a defeated sigh. "Fine. Lead the way, Kuroo-san."

His boisterous laugh filled the hallway, when he calmed down, Kuroo affectionately ruffled your hair. "Nii-chan. Call me nii-chan."

You scowled. "Maybe next time, Kuroo-san."

"Tch, cheeky little brat."

The dining hall was just as magnificent as the rest of the house. The area is well-lighted and the sliding panels were pushed to the side, letting in the night summer breeze. Instead of plain zabutons on tatami mats, padded floor-level, polished wood chairs were placed around the chabudai.

All your cousins were already seated when you and Kuroo arrived. The twins(greeted you) and your most lovable cousin, Hoshina (glowered at you), sat on the left side while you and Kuroo sat on the right. You mumbled a soft 'good evening' at the trio, not letting Hoshina's antics get to you.

Saki-san arrived with two women carrying their food.

"Your grandfather will not be joining you for dinner tonight." She informed. "He will have his meal in his room."

Your cousins were about to ask why when another person beat them to it.

"Why, is he not feeling well?"

"Of course, ji-ji isn't feeling well. Someone here gave him a headache."

Your eyes narrowed at her thinly-veiled jab. You opened your mouth to retort but once again, that 'voice' spoke.

"Be careful with your words, Hoshina-san, you don't want to eat them later."

Your brow shot up at the lawyer's words. You clearly didn't need him defending you but his counter made your cousin shut up. You're not thanking him though.

"Man, I'm hungry!" Atsumu -or was it Osamu, you weren't sure, cut the tension in the air.

"Come on, Ushiwaka-san, take a seat." Kuroo invited and gestured for the seat beside you.

You silently prayed he wouldn't accept your cousins invitation. After your excange earlier, you were sure there was bad blood between the two of you now.

"Sure."

Ah, shit.

Ushijima took a step towards the seat beside you when another presence interrupted him.

"Good evening everyone!"

All heads snapped to the direction of the new comer.

"Kotaru-kun!"

You did a double-take. Was that delight in Hoshina's eyes? Wow, she could be real gorgeous if only she always smiled that way.

"Hey, there Shina-chan," He greeted with a wink and you swore your cousin swooned. He proceeded to greet everyone then his eyes landed on you. "Who's the beauty here?"

It was Kuroo who spoke.

"Our cousin, y/n, just came from Tokyo."

"Cousin, eh? Well if that's the case then I'll seat next to your pretty y/n. What do you think Kuroo?"

"Be our guest, I know well that your weakness is pretty faces. But let me remind you, y/n is my cousin."

He wasted no time occupying the seat next time, his dazzling smile never faltering.

You didn't know if you'd be relieved or bewildered. But you were thankful nonetheless at not having to seat beside Ushijima -who took the seat next to the one called Kotaro.

"Nice to meet you, y/n. I'm Kotaro, I'm the marketing manager of your grandfather's company. Iff you want to know more about the family business, feel free to ask me."

You chuckled at his casual flirting. "I'll keep that in mind. And nice to meet you too."

"So, what's your work back in Tokyo?"

"Nothing fancy, just waiting tables at a cafe and-"

"Are we going to eat or what?" Ushijima's irritated voice interrupted your chat. "Why don't you talk about what you do for a living some other time and finish our dinner so we could go check on your grandfather."

What the hell is this dude's problem?

Kotaro leaned towards you and whispered in your ear. "Don't mind him, he's always been a little stiff." He said then snickered.

You fought the grin that threatened to come and instead focused on your meal. Even with your attention focused on the food, you could feel everyone sparing you glances periodically while Hoshina's looks were accompanied by visual daggers.

----

"What are you al doing here? And why are your faces like that?" The old Washijo asked when the lot of you entered his room. His voice was stern but the fond look in his eyes was obvious as he looked at you all, one by one. "Even my marketing manager is here, did you come here to report or are you just lurking around?" He jeered lightly.

"Of course not, boss. Since when did you see me just lurking around your home? I came to give my monthly sales report and I'm glad that I did otherwise I wouldn't be able to meet your pretty grandchild."

You flushed crimson at his words. What a flirt!

"Since you said that my granddaughter is pretty, you are forgiven." The old man said warmly as he glanced at you. "But what are you all doing here? I'm not going to die yet."

"I think they are not used to eating dinner without, especially now that y/n has arrived," And with an uncharacteristically handsome smile, he added. "Is it beause of over-excitement or old age?"

Okay, what?

Did this man just threw a half-joke half-insult at your grandfather?

"That's what I tried to tell Saki-san earlier, but you knew her, she's very strict."

And he got away unscathed?

You looked around warily but it seemed everyone was fine with it, like it was common occurence.

The old man assured all of you that he was fine and shooed everyone out.

Except for you.

"Now, please leave me with y/n/, I would like to speak with your cousin privately. We have some very important matters to discuss."

Each of them said their goodbyes and to your surprise, all your cousins gave the old man an affectionate hug -with Hoshina even placing a soft peck on your grandfather's temple.

The last one to leave the room was your grandfather's lawyer, he turned to close the sliding panel when your eyes met.

Your insides churned at his unreadable gaze. It wasn't friendly but it wasn't hostile either but you were sure that his look held meaning.

Part 4

Taglist: @thegrumpyhag​ @sushij1ma​ @valoryess​ @yakus-yakult​ @ly-nia​ @ushi-please​ @plutoglass @kokofirebangbomb​ @strawberryy-milkk 

I hope I didn’t forget anyone. Please feel free do message me if I did. And I’m sooooooo sorry if I did.

[jcmorrigan]

I can have a little selfship ramble?

Just thought I might explain because some things might end up on my blog that would seem strange - Iunno if my selfshipper pals are all going to see this, but

The other day, I realized that currently, Giovanni is my favorite of the three f/o’s, even though I still don’t want to actually...break up with XR or Tony because of what they mean to me. I thought about dumping them, but I can’t do it (I ended up hearing an In This Moment song and being overcome with Tony feels because I have associated that band with him).

So I kinda freaked out, and then started looking up if it’s okay to be in a polyam relationship but have favorites (even though this is COMPLETELY fictional and I’m pretty sure I’m not polyam in real life so why am I freaking out?). Anyway, as it turns out, primaries and secondaries are a thing. Then this got me thinking - if XR and Tony are my secondaries, would I be okay being their secondaries?

I went and rewatched “42″ and discovered I actually had fun watching XR and 42 banter. It’s a little tough because I don’t think 42 would like me in general at first, being that I’m a fleshbag organic creature, and by the time she gets over that, their relationship is caput, but I think I’d be fine with XR getting another partner.

Tony? The only ship I’ve really seen done seriously for him is TonElisa, which I hate because it’s unhealthy for both of them (but if it’s your poison, feel free to carry on shipping it; that’s just my preference). But it occurred to me that all my fantasies about Tony take place at night for us to do crime things. I never hang out with him by daytime to do ordinary domestic things. So I figure...he can have somebody else for that, and I get him for crime stuff by night. And that sounds like it’ll work!

But then I got to thinking about Giovanni, even though he’s my primary.

And I realized...I’ve been okay with sharing him all along, from the very start, even wanted to share him.

When I see other selfshippers mention him, I just wanna high-five them for having good taste and joining me in the Giovanni Love Club. I had always felt kinda bad about stealing Gio away from Crusher, who had been chasing him for so long. I have actually READ Gio/Car Crash and Gio/Crusher fics and ENJOYED them because I want him to get cuddled by SOMEONE. I realized I had been finding GioCrash and GioCrush art really cute this whole dang time, just never reblogging it because I’m usually not a multishipper and I was like “They’re not me sooooooo.” And when writing Assist Counter: 5, I was struck by how sentimental all the broTP moments I made between him and the individual Blasters were and I was just “I could see this being a ship.”

So now, I realize, I don’t HAVE to take Crusher’s man. I might reblog ship art of Gio with the other Blasters, but that doesn’t mean I’ve abandoned him. I feel like he has enough love in his heart for all of us. I see our relationship now as him having me, and Crusher, and Spike since she loves him so much, and Car Crash since I love the art, and there’s room for him to invite Flamethrower, Darkstar, and even Ben. (Maybe even a crossover character...more on that later. Maybe.) We all love him and he loves all of us. And besides, sleeping in the Blaster blanket nest is just one of the most comfy fantasies I have now. We throw rock-paper-scissors for who gets to sleep on either side of Giovanni and then the rest of us scatter around for platonic metamore cuddles and late-night sleepover talk.

So, uh, yeah, now this turned into me having three partners but they have an indefinite amount of partners and this is a rather large web of shipping

[jancys-blue-bayou]

Good study sessions part 2 (Jancy smut, fluff)

Been busy with stuff and also hit a bit of a writers block so sorry about it being dry on the fic front recently. But got a few requests for more of modern AU Jancy sexting so added a second chapter to that story to try and get out of the funk. NSFW etc btw.

Also on Ao3!

Nancypants ❤️❤️: aw i will never get over how cute ur dick is y’know

Nancypants ❤️❤️: DIMPLES*!!!!

Nancypants ❤️❤️: fucking autocorrect

Nancypants ❤️❤️: srsly i meant dimples and nothing else

Nancypants ❤️❤️: they’re really really cute

Nancypants ❤️❤️: i don’t think ur dick is cute

Nancypants ❤️❤️: i mean i appreciate it VERY MUCH

Nancypants ❤️❤️: love it even

Nancypants ❤️❤️: but i don’t think cute is the right word to describe it y’know

Nancypants ❤️❤️: hm

Nancypants ❤️❤️: i wonder what is the right word?

Nancypants ❤️❤️: MAJESTIC perhaps?

Nancypants ❤️❤️: magnificent? GRAND maybe? what do you think?

Nancypants ❤️❤️: or do you not think about your dick like this?

Nancypants ❤️❤️: i do

Nancypants ❤️❤️: think about your dick i mean

Nancypants ❤️❤️: a lot, periodically

Nancypants ❤️❤️: NOW for example

Nancypants ❤️❤️: studying is going well btw thank you for asking

Nancypants ❤️❤️: is it me who is a fast typer or you who is a slow one?

Nancypants ❤️❤️: remember when you BAMBOOZLED me with a dickpic when i was studying that time??

Nancypants ❤️❤️: that was a hekkin’ bamboozle, i still haven’t recovered

Nancypants ❤️❤️: but now you couldn’t bamboozle me like that y’know. now i’m prepared.

Nancypants ❤️❤️: frankly i’d appreciate one right about now

Nancypants ❤️❤️: HINT HINT

Nancypants ❤️❤️: HINT HINT HINT HINT

Nancypants ❤️❤️: joooooonaaaathaaaaaaaan i’m bored and just a lil bit horny answer pls

Nancypants ❤️❤️: also can you pick up food on your way home bc i’m also HUNGRY

Nancypants ❤️❤️:: but mostly horny

Nancypants ❤️❤️: but what a combo hey

Nancypants ❤️❤️: joooooooonaaaaaathaaaaaan

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: hey.

Nancypants ❤️❤️: HELLO THERE

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: first things first: i sent you the selfie you requested just before I entered that new chinese place you love to pick up dinner, and you sent all these texts after it in the matter of time it took me to walk in and place my order so YES IT’S YOU WHO IS A FAST TYPER

Nancypants ❤️❤️: omg yes chinese I LOVE YOU i want number 9 pls

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: i remember i got it for you

Nancypants ❤️❤️: I LOVE YOU

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: me or my dick or my dimples?

Nancypants ❤️❤️: ALL of you!!!

Nancypants ❤️❤️: but speaking of what word do you feel is most accurate? pls answer it’s for science

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: i really don’t know Nance.

Nancypants ❤️❤️: booooooooooooo

Nancypants ❤️❤️: i’m leaning towards MAJESTIC (with caps always)

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: noted

Nancypants ❤️❤️: what word do you think most accurately describes my pussy then?

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: irresistible

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: and tasty

Nancypants ❤️❤️: well, you certainly typed that fast…

Nancypants ❤️❤️: and do you really think it’s tasty?

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: i mean yeah

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: in its own way y’know

Nancypants ❤️❤️: no i don’t

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: yes you do you’ve already coaxed this out of me before

Nancypants ❤️❤️: i know but i wanna hear it again

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: well it’s sexy i think. and it certainly doesn’t taste bad. its you

Nancypants ❤️❤️: thank you

Nancypants ❤️❤️: btw

Nancypants ❤️❤️sent a photo

Nancypants ❤️❤️: BAMBOOZLE

Nancypants ❤️❤️: were you bamboozled?

Nancypants ❤️❤️: you were, weren’t you?

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: no i wasn’t nance. you said yourself ur horny. you always send me nudes when ur horny. i was waiting for it

Nancypants ❤️❤️: hey now that is not true

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: you sent me 27 on saturday night

Nancypants ❤️❤️: i was also DRUNK tho

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: sure but mostly horny

Nancypants ❤️❤️: THE AUDACITY

Nancypants ❤️❤️: mister

Nancypants ❤️❤️: the sheer nerve

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: mmhm

Nancypants ❤️❤️: so

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: yes?

Nancypants ❤️❤️: ….?

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: ?

Nancypants ❤️❤️: HOW ABOUT SOME DICKPICS GOD

Nancypants ❤️❤️: i gave you so many hints.

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: with hints you mean outright saying it and then adding hint hint?

Nancypants ❤️❤️: YES EXACTLY SO WHERE IS IT???

Nancypants ❤️❤️: I NEEDS IT, i’ve been going through my Jonathan is a studmuffin folder on my phone and touching myself for awhile now but there’s only so many pics in there i need more material

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: i’ll be home in like 15

Nancypants ❤️❤️: CAN’T WAIT THAT LONG

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: i’m waiting for our food nance

Nancypants ❤️❤️: so? they got a bathroom don’t they?

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: well yes

Nancypants ❤️❤️: sooooooo go in there and give a girl what she wants damn

Nancypants ❤️❤️: i’ll make it worth your whileeeeee….

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: hang on

Nancypants ❤️❤️: !!!!

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️ sent a photo

Nancypants ❤️❤️: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Nancypants ❤️❤️: MAJESTIC

Nancypants ❤️❤️: fuck i love you

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: love u too

Nancypants ❤️❤️: are you still in the bathroom?

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: yeah

Nancypants ❤️❤️: do you have your headphones plugged in?

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: yeah why?

Nancypants ❤️❤️sent a video

Nancypants ❤️❤️: *narrator voice* MEANWHILE, AT THE LEGION OF HORNINESS

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: fuckkkkk nance

Nancypants ❤️❤️: sry its all shaky i’m not used to holding my phone in my left hand but i need my right one to jerk off

Nancypants ❤️❤️: maybe i should get a selfie stick

Nancypants ❤️❤️: to give you a better view of this stuff

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: ….i am not opposed to that idea no

Nancypants ❤️❤️: HAH bet ur not

Nancypants ❤️❤️: also this may be obvious but:

Nancypants ❤️❤️: i need you to PLOW ME as soon as you get home

Nancypants ❤️❤️: we can eat after

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: can i eat you out instead

Nancypants ❤️❤️: you really wanna spoil ur appetite before the chinese food?

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: yes

Nancypants ❤️❤️: and i am not opposed to THAT idea no

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: bet ur not

Jon-Jon aka Thumper ❤️❤️: food’s ready be home soon love you

Nancypants ❤️❤️: LOVE YOU

Nancy tackles him to the ground soon as he gets home. Thankfully he just had enough time to put the Chinese food down first, before a buck naked horny girlfriend flies into his arms and takes him with her down to the floor.

”Lil bit horny were we?” He remarks before Nancy’s lips are over his.

”Okay that may have been a litotes,” she answers when they break apart briefly for air.

”Litotes?”

”It’s the opposite of a hyperbol,” she clarifies while tugging off his jacket.

”Oh.”

”I got a bit carried away imagining this, what we’d do when you got home. And it kind of turns me on to rile you up when you’re out,” she hoarsely whispers in his ear.

”How do you think I feel knowing your waiting for me here like this…” he mumbles back before rising, picking her up with him. She lets out a pleased little noise at that and locks her legs around his waist while wrapping her arms over his shoulders to hold on.

She kisses him as he starts to carry her to their little bedroom. His hands are gripping her butt to keep hold of her and he helps himself to a squeeze which makes her yelp and giggle before she captures his lips again. She starts to tug his sweater over his head as he’s walking.

”Doorjam!” She warns as he can’t see for the moment. ”Left, left,” she guides him through to the bedroom before finally freeing him of the sweater and tosses it away. She makes quick work of his t-shirt the same way.

He gently sets her down on the bed and takes in the gorgeous sight of naked Nancy lying on the bed staring at him with fire in her eyes.

”You’re so beautiful,” he tells her and kisses her. She blushes. ”I wanna eat now,” he adds and starts to kiss his way down her body. She blushes more.

Irresistible is the word… tasty, exhilarating. It’s the biggest turn on in the world for him, this. Going down on Nancy. Feeling how wet she is. Making her wetter. Knowing he’s the cause of it. Hearing her sweet, excited moans in reaction to what he’s doing. Hearing her mumble his name and variations of ”fuck” and ”I love you”. Feeling her thighs wrap tightly around him when she gets particularly excited. Feeling her shudder and shiver and twitch. Getting her to places, making her climb higher and higher… it’s the sexiest thing in the world to him.

”Jonath…” she moans which tells him she’s close. She can never get through all the three syllables of his name when she is. Which he finds ridiculously hot. He intensifies his work with his tongue, slides another finger in and takes her over the edge.

He hovers above her, watching her as she comes back down again. She opens her eyes, sees him and pulls him down towards her and plants a big kiss on his lips.

”I love you so fucking much baby.”

”I love you too.”

Her hands slide down his body, roaming over his torso, down his stomach. She unbuttons his jeans and tugs at the hem. He quickly pulls them and his boxers off. She grasps his rock hard cock and jerks it.

”Majestic,” she giggles and winks at him.

He blushes.

”Mmmm yes… Jonathan…” she moans as he’s in her.

He really loves how vocal she is in bed. He’s not as much, he can’t really focus on forming words when they’re at it, it’s mostly just grunts and groans and moans which he thinks can’t sound good but which Nancy insists turns her on. Meanwhile she among her moans tend to ramble in an excite manner of stream of consciousness from her hazy mind at it’s the best.

”Mmm…. harder… fuck me harder… harder baby mmm… love you… harder…”

He’s increased the tempo quite a bit but her begging for him to go harder continues and he feels he can do more. So he pulls out, the sudden sensation making her let out a surprised moan. Quickly he takes her and flips her around, helping her up on her knees in the bed and positions himself behind her.

”Oh yessss Jonathan yes I love you…” she excitedly cries out and sticks her ass out further towards him.

He grips her hips and easily slides into her from behind. Usually he prefers positions where they’re face to face, because he loves to see her face when she’s like this. But they’ve done it like this a few times too, and it has it’s benefits too. The angle is different and he likes it. Normally it’s been on her initiative, this, but the thought hit him as he wanted to fuck her harder like she was pleading him to do. He doesn’t hold back and now all he hears from her is the most wonderful noises and moans.

When he cums he collapses onto her, careful not to crush her but wanting to be pressed against her, as close as possible, when he empties himself inside her. She moans and he notices she’s gripping the sheets with one hand. The other reaches back and tangles itself in his hair as they jointly come down, breathing heavily.

”Fuck I love you…” he breathes out as he rolls off her.

”I love you too,” she tells him, lifting herself up on her elbows and leaning over to kiss his cheek. ”And your dimples,” she smirks, harking back to before.

”And…?” He grins.

”Your sass,” she smacks him on the arm. ”And your dick,” she adds with a wry smile. She thinks for a second and then adds. ”And that you got Chinese food! Be right back!”

Nancy hastily gets up and he can’t take his eyes off her as she quickly puts her panties back on and throws on his t-shirt before walking out of the room to retrieve the food. He sits up and retrieves his boxers and puts them on before rearranging the pillows and sitting up against the headboard. Nancy returns with the bag full of food containers in one hand and her laptop in the other.

”Since you fucked me so good you can pick what show we’ll watch,” she smirks and waggles her eyebrows at him.

”Oh well the pleasure, the privilege is mine,” he smiles.

Nancy hands him the laptop and gets back into bed, sorting out the food containers.

”What’s this?”

”The End of the F***ing World, Derek recommended it ages ago, said it was dark but funny. It’s been on my list forever but I haven’t gotten around to it so I thought we’d check it out.”

”Sounds good.”

He presses play and sets the laptop down in a good place. Nancy hand him his food and leans into his side and god he loves his life.

[orrtala]

So here's a little fic I did for this month's Trending Twenty-Seventh. Turned out to be more Peepers-centric than I originally intended it to, but I still like it enough. Wish I had more time to write it though, it was supposed to be longer and I had few more ideas about how to progress with this. Might feel a little rushed, yeah.

Keep in mind English isn't my first language and I started writing this after watching "The Eye on the Skullship" and got only to "The Bad Hatter".

The Duke of Dread, the Monarch of Mayhem, the Emperor Evil, who have mangled the minds of millions, tempted forth, torrential tides of tears, reduced the richest of republics, to revel, and ruin Lord Hater…

Was currently busy thawing the Skullship out with a little hairdryer. Or rather was supposed to be busy doing that, but was making goo-goo eyes at the sky.

"She liked my car…" the skeleton man sighed dreamily, losing a track of what he was doing and pointing the hairdryer at the ground.

Peepers in response pointed his finger at the frozen Skullship. "I don't care! Get back to work!"

The whole army of watchdogs, free of blame for once, was standing behind his Commander. Or, well, most of them was standing. Some of them were sitting down and playing cards or other games. Andy tried to get some material for his silly show, but after taking one look at mad Peepers he decided to stick asking only watchdogs questions, far away from his superiors as possible.

"Pfffft, you'll never understand girls!" Hater complained, as he pointed his little device at his ship again. "They dig awesome cars, of course my plan had to work! Though, I guess, she kind of liked the frosty- freeze- flavour- whatever, she knew what that was, so maybe you're not entirely hopeless and terrible with your advice for presents, I suppose. I still think flowers would be much better though."

The Commander scowled. "Or maybe next time you could try to not ruin everything?!"

He sighed, rubbing his eyeface. Not for the first time it occurred to him that not that long time ago he wouldn't even consider raising voice at his boss. But as of now Hater wasn't that quick to use his powers on members of his army, which was good, but that also meant he has grown soft and wasn't number one in the galaxy, which was very, very bad. Still, before the battle for the Ring of Invicibility they reached a second place despite Hater's efforts and thanks to Peepers' careful planning and they both found a common ground to reluctantly work on. He did miss the days when Hater, in spite of his child nature used to be a competent enough leader, but at the same time he did enjoy having more control than ever, not to mention the… bond he had with skeleton man. Sort of.

But then Dominator showed her face thanks to the poorly prepared plan of that… annoying orange fur ball and Hater seemed to focus on one thing and one thing only – to impress his new crush by giving her presents and whatnot. Ugh, if only he followed the plan, Dominator would be literally frozen in shock thanks to his superweapon!

…Wait a minute.

The smallest watchdog narrowed his eye, interested in spite of himself.

"She knew that was Frostonium?" That was… surprising. This isotope was extremely rare, how did she hear abut it?

"Yeah, that! She was all like…" Hater stopped working (again), put one hand on his hip, waggled the other before his puffed up ribcage and said in falsetto: "Oh, such a powerful frostonium weapon!" He stood for a second or two, smiling to himself, until he realized what he was saying. He turned to Peepers and waved his hands wildly. "But, obviously, she liked H.A.T.E.R.V. much, much better! She really digged the pizza function!"

Tiny Commander still felt the burn of molten cheese left in his eyeface. "I've noticed. Now…" He jerked his thumb toward the frozen ship.

"Ugh, it's boooooring and I'm exhaaaaaausted" Hater whined.

"NOW!"

It was painfully obvious that they didn't have any chances with Dominator – Peepers in defeating and Hater in his advances towards her. And both of them refused to give up on their objective to join forces. Watchdogs were constantly a spectators of their arguments; usually they started with Hater saying something about his illusions concerning his crush, Peepers screaming at him, and ended with skeleton man ignoring him and doing his thing (which, sadly for watchdogs, was usually using the t-shirt cannon) while Commander kept yelling at his boss.

Despite the lack of help Peepers didn't stop in his attempts to defeat the villainess whenever he found out she was conquering yet another planet. Or, well, destroying it while refuelling her ship (just how much lava she actually needed? Why didn't she properly conquer anything yet? What was her exact plan? Besides making Peepers' life much harder and miserable, that is.)

He did try to keep Hater out of these battles, usually to no avail. Skeleton man barged in to meet 'his' lady trying to impress her, doing more damage to their troops than the enemy. So when Peepers and watchdogs tried to get to Dominator using the underwater route, Hater had an ingenious idea of showing of his powers in 'the coolest way possible' and got everyone electrocuted. When Commander decided to sneak with the frostonium ray, the skeleton man wanted his army to make a statue of himself to show off ("Peepers get here and tell them what to do, they're useless!") To be fair they failed whenever Hater was involved or not, but it was much, much more frustrating when he was involved. And ended up with more casualties.

All this while Dominator didn't receive even a scratch. Always in her armour and helmet (aside from that one time when she took H.A.T.E.R.V.), hiding her face. Peepers had no idea what she was thinking about. Not that he particularly cared.

Peepers decided to use a sneak method, this time using two frostonium rays. Well, one fake ray and the real deal. Few watchdogs were to approach Dominator with the first one while he and two underlings were going to sneak and freeze her. But, the skeleton man, as usual, had to ruin everything. Commander wasn't sure how he ended up alone with his superweapon, while Hater and watchdogs were running around in disarray. Dominator didn't even join a fight, sending in her bots this time. Instead she was standing near her ship hidden from the sight of the combatants (if they could even be called that) apparently busy with some kind of console.

Despite the setbacks he was there, with the frostonium ray, and with her back turned to him. He was trying to breathe as quietly as possible, though it wasn't easy; his weapon was rather heavy and he had to carry it all by himself for most of the way. He placed it perfectly, now the only thing left was to set it off and…

"You never give up on your silly frostonium plan, do you?" The metallic voice reached his eardrums.

He quickly reached for the trigger, but Dominator was faster. Lava hand engulfed his little body and kept him in place.

The villainess kept working on her console with one hand, seemingly forgetting about her captive. Peepers was silent, looking around, not being able to do anything else, really.

"I mean you should give up on your plan to defeat me altogether" she spoke unexpectedly in her false voice. Commander startled, looked at her. She was still staring at her console. "But you just keep coming and coming, do you actually want me to completely destroy your army?"

She finally turned her head towards him. Not that he could see much, she was still wearing a helmet. After a beat of silence she spoke again:

"What, you're not talking all of sudden? Why, you're always the loudest one! 'Watchdogs do that! No, watchdogs, wrong way! Hater, sir, what are you doing, aaaaaaah!'"

Commander blinked., wondering if she knew how weird that sounded with the metallic, male voice. Probably yes.

"Somebody has to do it" was the response he settled on. Not his best choice, but it was probably better to speak up instead of staying silent. He was still looking around for anything that could help him, though he knew it was hopeless.

"Really?" Despite the helmet obscuring her face he could feel her unimpressed stare. "Oh, wow. Because, like, you proved to be sooooooo challenging." She waved both of her hands, not minding, that Peepers was still a captive in one of them. "Please, only your idiot boss can fight, and even he can barely keep up with me."

Commander narrowed his eye, not happy with her opinion of Hater.

"I'm not even getting anything out of this!" She sighed dramatically and pushed the button, causing a nearby explosion and sending a lot of watchdogs into the air. Peepers' eye shifted nervously.

"Like, that was the closest you've ever gotten and even then you failed spectacularly." Dominator jerked her thumb toward the frostonium ray. "I am severely disappointed in you, Shorty."

Commander blinked, trying not to focus on the nickname and rather on what she said earlier.

"We're not here for your entertainment!" He wiggled in vain.

"Um… yes you are." Was her short response. "I am the biggest threat you'll ever face, and that's how you do it? Is that all you've got? The idiot lovesick pile of bones and bunch of eyeballs cretins?" She poked her pointy finger into his eye, causing him to tear up a little bit.

"Still…" she relented. "At least you do try. I expected a little better from the guy who tore up my main console and stopped the bot production for a little while."

"I did cause trouble, didn't I." Blame him, he did feel a little proud of himself, but he probably shouldn’t have spoken out loud. Dominator didn't seem to mind though.

"Eh." She shrugged. "Not really. Though bots were driving me crazy, they took whole three days to clean up this mess. Besides." She waved her free hand towards the – from lack of the better term – battlefield, where watchdogs were wither lying down or escaping from the bots. Most of Dom's minions were slowly getting back to the ship though. "Does it look like trouble for me?"

Peepers decided to keep staring at her helmet, refusing to look at his defeated army.

"You're fighting because you're bored."

"I'm fighting, because it's fun. But your performance is lacking, yes, our little appointments are getting tedious. You want me to move onto the other villain, perhaps?…"

Commander blinked.

"Then again, as I said already, no one else is willing to face me." She shrugged. "Yeah, I did expect more fun from this new galaxy, and everyone here are weak or cowardly, almost always both. But you keep trying and trying, despite your incompetence."

The head watchdog scowled.

"What do you want?"

"That you either leave me alone to my own devices or step your game up."

Dominator brought Peepers near her head and let the front of her helmet slid off. Commander for the very first time took a good, but short look of her face.

"Keep doing what you're doing I promise I will destroy you last. In the worst, slowest way possible."

And with that she threw him back to the rest of the watchdogs.

After dealing with his injuries in the med-bay and another of Hater's long list of complaints, Peepers settled in his room.

That was… unexpected, to say the least. And weird. When he decided to start this job he didn't expect anything like a crazy lady villain with lava powers asking him for a challenge. But he also didn't expect an orange furry weirdo who constantly keeps distracting his boss. Still, he found a way around that… somewhat.

What could he do in that situation? He already thought of the best plans he had, not to mention she took frostonium ray, again, (though at least this time he didn't get frozen. Or hit by pizza in his face.) So he certainly didn't fail for the lack of trying, it was either Hater's or watchdogs' fault.

He wasn't going to give up, oh, no. "You can't run if you wanna be number one" after all.

…Wait, what did he tell her again? "If you march in to my galaxy, you're gonna have to deal with me!" So… is that what she thought? That he made a promise? Or she actually didn't care about it, but only wanted to be entertained?

He rubbed his eyeface. He had to try do something better. Make watchdogs train harder. Think of something to do with Hater. And let her think he's going to play this 'game'.

Peepers spent all night mapping out possible plans of beating Dominator up.

[area50dununiverse]

Prompt if that's okay?? John sleeps with loads of people but is always on top because he's too scared/not trusting enough to be on bottom but when he does it with virgin!edward he decides he wants it to be a first time for him as well and is on bottom and gets really emotional and nervous about it (ps I love your fics sooooooo much!!)

Hello!! I’m so sorry this took so long!! I was super excited about this one and started it but then stuff happened in my life and I stopped writing for a little while! It’s also a bit angsty because when I went back to it, I was feeling all angty.. There is also smut because, who doesn’t love angsty smut?

Anyway!!! I hope you like it, sorry for any mistakes, I haven’t read it 100s of times like I normally do!! Please do not be put off with prompting me!! I promise to be quicker! xxxx

John cried out, a line of sweat running down his face. He was breathless and boneless and he could see bruises forming on Mark’s hips from where his fingers had been. He flopped down on to the bed and watched Mark do the same beside him.They lay in silence, the only sound in the room was their heavy breaths. John thought about Edward, his mind wondering to the thought of him sleeping at home. He always thought about Edward after he’d hooked up. He sometimes thought about him during the hook up but John didn’t like to dwell on that.Mark was falling asleep so John slowly and quietly got up and collected his clothes. He never stayed long, always keen to get back to Edward. He felt wobbly on his legs, feeling like he’d just had an intense workout, although, he supposed he technically had. It was fast and hard and John didn’t stop for one second to consider how hard he was fucking into Mark. He wasn’t complaining so John figured he was into it anyway. He left quietly, throwing Mark’s number in the bin as he passed. He knew he wouldn’t use it. He never did.Edward was asleep when John got home. It was almost 1am but John couldn’t help peeking into Edward’s room. He stirred under the blankets but didn’t wake up so John quietly closed the door before going to his own room.Edward woke him up the next day far too early for John’s liking. “Who was it this time?” Edward casually asked, John picking up on the judgmental tone of his words. “Dunno” John answered, watching Edward open up his curtains. He wished he wouldn’t. “Mark was his name.” He added, thinking back to dark haired man.Edward nodded, his face completely disinterested. But then again, John supposed, why would he be interested in his twin’s sex life? John stretched under his quilt and closed his eyes against the bright light. “Get up” Edward said as he walked out John’s room.He and Edward had gone out for lunch at John’s suggestion. John loved going out, loved chatting to and meeting new people. Edward was less enthusiastic. John would never describe Edward as being shy, he had no issues talking to people, but he was just more reserved than John was.Hardly anyone paid them any mind as they sat and ate. All the local people were used to seeing them around and they only got stopped twice by a couple of girls who recognised them. Edward was relaxed and so was John as they chatted and laughed together.John looked up, feeling someone’s eyes on him. There was a man looking at him from where he was sitting at the bar. He smiled when John looked and John smiled back before looking at Edward and commenting on the music that was playing. Edward said something back to him about the song that was playing but John didn’t quite catch it as he flicked his eyes up to the guy, his attention elsewhere. He smirked and lifted his drink with a nod of the head and John smiled again, holding his gaze.“Hello?” Edward snapped, winning John’s attention back. “Sorry I was-” John flicked his eyes over Edward’s shoulder to where the mystery man was sitting and smirked. Edward turned around, following John’s gaze and huffed. “Honestly, can’t you go anywhere?” He turned back to John with a frown and John laughed.“What? I can’t help it” he defended. He watched Edward fiddle with the napkin for a moment before asking “why haven’t you done it?” In a hushed voice. Edward shot him a look that John recognised as the ‘drop it before I punch you’ look but John wanted to know. Edward always got defensive around the subject even though they were so open and honest about everything else. John couldn’t understand why. It was almost as if Edward was scared of the thought of actually having sex.The only time they had ever actually spoke about it was after Edward caught a guy sneaking out of their house after spending the night with John. Edward had got pissy about it and ended up calling John a slut when he had asked John in a temper and John couldn’t quite remember how many guys he had actually been with. He figured Edward had a point but it still confused him. Edward hadn’t even had a date with a man, let alone anything more. At first, John put it down to being embarrassed that he was gay but as John was so open around Edward, it just didn’t make sense. They were 25 years old and Edward was like an awkward teenager.“Come on Ed?” John pushed, the man at the bar forgotten about. Edward shrugged, his cheeks pink. His fingers tore little holes into the napkin and John watched him again before leaning in. “Do you really think I’m a slut?” John asked, catching Edward’s attention, his fingers suddenly still. “No” he answered and John believed him. “I just want you to be careful. It won’t take much for people to find out. People will tell.”Bingo. That was it. It all came together in John’s head; that Edward was scared to have relationships just in case someone found out. They weren’t public about their sexuality or any partners they have or haven’t had and Edward was scared. John reached out and put his hand on Edward’s. He didn’t know why he’d done it but he suddenly wanted to touch him, to be closer to him. Edward met his eyes and smiled before sitting up and changing the subject completely.John sat and listened to Edward talk about a song he was working on, moving his hand from from where it was holding Edward’s. He watched him closely and couldn’t help but think that whoever Edward did end up with would be the luckiest person ever.On the way out John bumped into mystery man who gave him an inviting smile that John would’ve normally jumped at. “Hey” he smiled, stepping in front of John. Edward carried on walking, heading outside to where their über was waiting. John said hi and stepped around the man, smiling one last time before following Edward.Edward looked genuinely surprised to see John getting in the car with him. “I thought you were going to go with him” Edward said, aiming for a casual tone but still sounding unsure. “Nah” John shrugged “you were going to show me that song.” John watched Edward smile before he looked out the window, his face turned away from John’s. John hated the though of Edward thinking he would choose a stranger over him. John looked back and Edward and caught his eye with smile. He would never put anyone before Edward.•David kissed John hungrily, his hands roaming over his body. John reached for the condom that he had left on the bedside and fumbled with opening it. “That’s mine” David purred as he kissed down John’s neck making John smirk. That wasn’t how it worked.“No. I don’t bottom” John said firmly, making David pull away to look at him. “Neither do I” David frowned. John gave a shrug of his shoulder. “Well you do tonight” he smiled, knowing full well how much David wanted him. David seemed to consider that for a moment before shaking his head. “It’s that or nothing” John said firmer than before. He wasn’t going to budge on this one. It was his one rule; that he wouldn’t ever bottom and anyone that had a problem with it, ended up alone.“Fine” David sighed, grabbing the lube and pulling off his pants. John smiled wider and kissed him again, as a sort of reward. He knew David would give in, most of them did.John had never been a bottom and he liked it that way. He was well aware that it hurt and he also knew that most men, a bit like himself, just wanted a quick, hard fuck with no regards to person beneath them. No. John wasn’t going to be a bottom.Just like the other times, John didn’t stay long afterwards. He left in a hurry to get home to Edward. John always hated leaving him, hated it when they were apart but he had needs and being with Edward in those moments didn’t help at all. He would find himself thinking about Edward, mental images flashing behind his eyes that no brother should ever have. John didn’t want to admit it to himself, didn’t want to think about all the times he got off to the thought of Edward on his knees. So instead, John went looking for people who would make him feel good, make him forget about Edward for a little while, although it never worked. He never forgot about Edward.Edward was in bed, sitting in front of the laptop when John got home. He said something about tweeting fans as John sat next to him, maybe a bit too close, and John agreed to whatever it was he said. “Good night?” Edward asked. The tone in his voice daring John to actually answer that so he stayed silent.“I’ve missed you” Edward said out of nowhere, making John’s heart sink. “You’re always out these days.”“I’ve missed you too” John honestly said, looking at Edward. He just shook his said and huffed out a “no you haven’t” as he turned back to the screen. “How can you miss when you’re-” Edward didn’t finish but he didn’t have to. His words stung John more than Edward had meant them to and John rested his head on Edward’s shoulder just to be closer to him.They stayed like that for a while, John resting against Edward while he tapped away on the laptop. John had started falling asleep when Edward spoke again, leaning forward to put the laptop down beside the bed. “John” Edward nudged, making John sit up with a groan “I said I’m going to bed.”“Can I stay here tonight?” John asked, already wiggling out of his jeans and getting under the covers. Edward smiled and nodded, getting under himself too, the dim light of the lamp casting a yellow glow over his face. They hadn’t shared a bed for long because John was always too scared. John loved sleeping next to Edward and they would often share beds growing up but he had woken up with enough awkward boners to make him put a stop to the habit. He missed it though and he thought that Edward did too.John inched closer to rest his head on Edward’s shoulder again just as he turned to talk, John’s face clashing with Edward’s. Something inside of him made him push further, pressing his lips to Edward’s in a chaste kiss, completely ignoring the half of his brain telling him to stop.It only lasted a few seconds as John pulled away in a panic. He knew Edward was going to freak out and he would have to tell him how he felt, how he really felt inside. Edward’s eyes were wide with shock and John felt himself tear up. “Ed, I’m so sorry I-”“Do it again” Edward whispered and John wondered if he imagined it. Wishful thinking maybe, but then Edward said it again and John was leaning in and connecting their lips. He kissed Edward properly this time, moving his lips against his slowly and gently. He felt like crying all over again, not even sure why.His hand came up to cup Edward’s face, his thumb rubbing back and fourth on Edward’s cheekbone. John lightly ran his tongue over Edward’s lips fully aware that Edward had never kissed another person before. It gave John butterflies at the thought of being Edward’s first kiss. He suddenly felt nervous as John wanted it to be perfect, a kiss Edward would never forget no matter how many other people he kisses.Edward opened up and John licked into his mouth. It wasn’t rushed or rough like John was used to and he loved it. John was purposely being gentle with Edward, his tongue moving around his slowly and carefully. Edward was hesitant and John could sense his nervousness so pulled away with a smile that said all he had to. Edward smiled back, his cheeks pink. “John” Edward mumbled, flicking his eyes over John’s shoulder “I want to.. You know?”John frowned back at him, unsure if he understood. It had always been such a big deal for Edward and John thought he couldn’t possibly be asking what he thought he was. “You’ve never done it” John stated dumbly, kicking himself as Edward blushed deeper. “I know. I want it to be you” Edward almost whispered, adding “I’ve always wanted it to be you John.”John leaned down and kissed Edward with everything he had. He couldn’t speak, couldn’t put any words to how he was feeling so he just kissed him, the tears brimming his eyes again. Edward gained a little confidence and kissed John back, making John hum his approval against his lips.John moved his lips over Edward’s jawline and down his neck, biting a few spots here and there. He listened to the little sounds Edward was making and smiled against his skin. He sounded beautiful and John couldn’t wait for the real noise to begin. Edward was just wearing a pair of boxers which allowed John to kiss down his chest, licking and nipping.John moved back up Edward’s body until he was kissing his lips again. John’s hips twitched forward, pressing against Edward’s thigh and making Edward moan. “Please John?” He whispered, his words slightly muffled by John’s lips. John sat back and looked down at Edward, fully taking him in. He couldn’t believe how much he loved him and although John had always known, he had never let himself fully appreciate Edward, didn’t dare to stop and think about just how much he loved him.John pulled the t-shirt he was wearing off, leaving him in just his pants. Edward’s eyes were all over John, and it took John back at just how ready Edward was. John desperately wanted to move things along and as he thought about getting the lube, he thought about Edward fucking him, could almost see the way his hips would thrust into him. John felt a shiver down his spine and mumbled something about lube as he got off the bed and rushed to his own room.John opened his draw and picked out his favourite one, imagining himself slicking Edward up with it. He paused for a moment to reconsider. He had never wanted to be a bottom, it was his number one rule but he suddenly couldn’t get the thought out of his head. He wanted Edward to top, wanted to feel what it was like. There was no question in John’s mind to whether he could trust Edward because he would trust him with his life. John felt himself bubble with excitement as he rushed back to Edward, lube in hand.“It’s my favourite” John said as he gently threw the bottle towards Edward. “Oh I’m honoured” Edward said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he picked up the bottle to inspect it. “I’ll show you what to do” John told him as he knelt on the bed, watching Edward. John met Edward’s nervous eyes and gave him a reassuring smile. “It’s okay” John said softly “you can top”. John felt the same wave of excitement rush through him, a kind of nervous excitement that made him want to giggle.Edward gave a nod which told John that he didn’t know what he meant and John smiled again as he kissed Edward, pulling him down on top of him as he settled against the pillows. John held Edward’s hips and encouraged him to move, pulling him back and fourth against himself. Edward was making those little noises again and John felt dizzy with excitement.Edward leaned over John and pressed a kiss to his lips again, grinding down on him and moaning. “Edward,” John whispered “take off-” John ran his fingers around the waistband of Edward’s briefs so Edward climbed off and quickly slipped them off. John done the same and Edward was blushing, his eyes flicking from John’s face down to his lap. It all suddenly became very real and John internally panicked, his mind running through the things that could go wrong. What if Edward changed his mind? What if he hated it? What if John couldn’t do it?“John?” John looked back at Edward, his face worried. “What’s wrong?”“I’m nervous” John admitted. There was no point in lying, Edward could always tell. “Why?” Edward frowned “it’s not like you haven’t ever done it before.”“I’ve never done it with someone I care about though” John said, watching Edward closely. Edward broke into a smile before shifting forward and taking his place back in John’s lap. “Just tell me what to do” Edward whispered against John’s lips, sending shivers up his spine.John gently pushed Edward back so he was kneeling between his legs and grabbed the bottle of lube from his hand. “Like this” John said as he squeezed a generous amount into his hand before reaching between his own legs. He had done this countless of times with his fingers and expertly slipped two fingers in. Edward gasped and John closed his eyes, throwing his head back and mumbling Edward’s name. “What do you want?” Edward whispered, his eyes transfixed on John, making it all too much.John showed Edward what to do and Edward took over, his touch making John flinch. He was worried that he wouldn’t be able to do it, that it would all be a let down for Edward.  Edward touched him again and John jumped, his breath hitching. “What’s wrong?” Edward asked, snatching his hand away. “I’ve never done it like this before” john mumbled, his cheeks flushed. Edward frowned back at John and asked “why?”“I don’t want a stranger fucking me!” John all but wailed before calming himself down a bit “it’s new for me too.” Edward gave him a smile and slowly moved his hand back and slipping a finger inside. “We can learn together.” He smiled, making John smile too, his body relaxing.  "Kiss me Edward.“ He said as he leaned forward to to connect their lips, Edward’s fingers inside of him.Edward was slow and gentle, his touches purposeful. “I’m ready” John moaned, his hands gripping Edward’s biceps. Edward made a humming sound and pulled his fingers out, making John grunt. “Just.. Just-” John tossed the lube towards Edward, hoping he would get idea of what he couldn’t bring himself to ask.Edward looked down at John, his bottom lip between his teeth. “Sure?” He mumbled, nudging closer. John frantically nodded, opening his legs wider to hurry Edward along. Edward got the hint and pushed forward, his hands gripping John’s hips. John felt the burn, a stretch but it was okay because it was Edward and he knew Edward wouldn’t hurt him.Edward moaned loudly, letting his head loll back. His fingers pressed into John’s hips as he tried to restrain himself, inching in slowly. John’s back arched off the bed, his breath completely stolen. He was saying Edward’s name over and over and Edward soon pushed all the way in, making John cry out. “You okay?” Edward breathed, stroking John’s hair from his face. John couldn’t help but think their roles had been reversed, like John was the virgin and Edward had been doing it for ages. Edward was naturally caring and went on automatic, taking control of the situation to make sure John was okay.John tapped Edward and grunted out a sharp “move” and Edward was moving his hips in the best way possible. John opened his eyes and looked at Edward. He looked amazing, much better than what John guessed he himself looked like. Edward had a glow about him, radiant and beautiful. John wanted to tell him but just at that moment, Edward angled his hips and hit John’s prostate straight on, causing him to almost scream.Edward was quickly loosing it too and his thrusts were getting sloppy, missing the spot. “Do that again!” John told him, wrapping his legs around him to encourage him. Edward concentrated and hit it again like a pro and John could feel himself getting closer. Twice more and John was coming, his muscles tense, hips wildly bucking and the filthiest words spilling from his lips. It hit him hard and he swore he’d blacked out for a second, only just registering the fact Edward was coming too.John opened his eyes and watched him, his mouth hanging open, eyes squeezed closed. John waited for Edward finish before pulling him down for a lazy kiss and Edward collapsed on top of John. After a few moments of catching his breath, Edward sat up and pulled out, making John wince at the sensitivity. He flopped down beside him but stayed close, cuddling up to him.  John wrapped his arms around him and pulled him into a tight hug, their legs entwined. John ached and took a moment to think about how he felt.  It was a pleasant kind of ache, a dull throb that made him smile because it was Edward and everything was perfect.“Do you feel different?” John asked Edward, trying to remember his first time and how he felt afterwards. He didn’t feel any different, not that he could remember anyway, but this was so different. Edward looked thoughtful for a moment before breaking out into a wide grin. “I feel good” Edward said, practically beaming “really good.” He added, making John laugh. They fell back into silence, the air around them heavy. John thought about getting up for a wash but he was so comfortable laying with Edward that he couldn’t drag himself away.“Please don’t sleep anyone else” John heard Edward whisper, his voice tiny and fragile. John gave him a squeeze and kissed the top of his head. “I promise” John mumbled “I only ever done it to make myself stop feeling things for you” Edward tilted his head so he was looking at John. “Why?” John shrugged at that and huffed out a breath. “Because it’s not normal” he answered simply. “I thought you would hate me.”Edward leaned up and kissed John’s lips before saying “I couldn’t hate you John.” Everything felt so right, so comfortable with Edward. John didn’t want to leave him, he wanted to stay wrapped up in him forever. It was so different to what John was used to. “This is it now” John smiled, pecking Edward’s lips once more “you and me forever.” Edward smiled and broke into a breathy little giggle before saying “forever” and kissing John just one more time.