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Bro i want to integrate the Severance into my clone high au so badly i already explained it to my fp and it sounds like a great idea
But there's one little thing... it will make my comics irrelevant.... it will change the plot slightly....
i can't work on the comic anyways it's getting too hard lately bc of my mental condition soooo WE'RE SLIGHTLY CHANGING AND EXTENDING MY AU TO MAKE IT COOLER
but the price is... no more comic </3 sorrey.... (lmao like anyone cares) i will probably make a visual novel tho.... someday.... when i feel like the au is ready...
anyways stay tuned anddddd don't be afraid to ask questions about my AU i'd be very happy to answer them!!
#alkenetalks#clone high#clone high au#exclamation!2080#e!2080#woah every time i find some cool scifi media i have the urge to steal all their concepts and use them in my clone high AU#Sorry not sorry#Actually i never said it's all original like every second thing in my AU is probably stolen from somewhere or inspired at least#like these VR thingies i literally stole them from black mirror#and the brainwashing ughhh i got inspired by some youtube documentary about some cult ehhh i forgor#if you don't mind i'll keep doing that because i'm stupid and can't come up with something original <3#any of you watched severance ehhh?? this show is so peak#splitting memories in half concept is so good i'm definitely stealin this#scudworth having a reintegration sickness?? YES PLEASE#some clone straight up forgetting who they are as soon as they leave the shadow tower?? HIS WRITING IS THIS FIRE???#so please hear me out on this <3
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I actually have a fic idea but lc is a show that's like. you will never ever have all the information and context until the end. and I am a writer who writes best and more confidently when I have all the info and context at my fingertips. so now I'm just like ๐งโโ๏ธ
anyway. ramble in the tags
#mine musings#not tagging etc etc#it's an AU so it shouldn't even matter actually. but. whatever. i'll still try to write it. it'll take a while#it's more like character exploration anyway. a role reversal (my favorite kind of au)#i.e. what would the emma case look like if cxs is the one who keeps timelooping to save lg?#it's not a power swap or personality swap so i think it'll be an interesting exploration of the limits of their personalities#for example: in this au i think lg is still protective of cxs and acts as the guide. but he's closer to og!timeline lg#so i'm thinking that he's still very principled but perhaps less strict about doing small deviations from the timeline#cxs is still empathetic and reckless and i think that would actually get worse in a timelooping cxs#since he's the possessor he rationalizes to himself that he gets to shield lg from the messy parts of an operation#and how this self-matyrdom pulls at the fragile trust they have. because their partnership is never equal when someone is timelooping#i'm thinking in like the emma case this all comes to a head when emma gets the text from her parents#in S1 lg tells him โit's better not to lookโ#i think in this au. cxs would have already honed his acting skills and be like โlg. does she check the phone?โ#and lg who is protective but a little naive and not as strict with rules is like#cxs looks so sad :( he's been missing his parents lately :( emma doesn't see the text until tomorrow but...#this probably won't change the timeline too much... right? i think cxs needs to feel loved right now :) โyes she checks her phoneโ#and cxs is like โ... are you sure?โ#lg: โyes i'm sureโ#and then post-dive cxs finds out emma dies but he doesn't tell lg :) he just keeps it to himself :)#bc it's his job to handle all the messy parts :) like the emotions of their clients. their regrets and obsessions. their fates#in his mind. the more lg knows the more he tries to sacrifice himself to save cxs. so it's important that lg is kept in the dark#something something actor/scriptwriter metaphors idk still working on the idea#just. role reversal shiguang... cxs who keeps timelooping bc he has abandonment issues so he can't handle lg dying...#lg basically is like 9S from nier automata who always dooms himself by learning the truth#this could've been a read more instead of a tag essay i'm sorry. i keep forgetting that feature. i am a yapper in the tags#cxs after dragging lg out for dinner so he doesn't catch the news: โhey lg. we followed the script to a tee right?โ#โi didn't forget any lines or anything?โ#lg (confused) (lying): โyes. aside from getting the financial data part. we did everything right.โ#cxs: โokay ๐ i trust you ๐ past or future let them beโ
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The Master Post.
someone asked for a master post so here we are.
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I hope y'all keep enjoying the stories as much as I enjoy writing them.
Stories and Summaries:
The Wrong Robin Au (DP x DC):
Tim Drake saw Danny do a quadruple somersault, which resulted in him believing Danny was the first Robin for years. He still figured out Bruce but thinks Dick is in the dark. Now with the second Robin dead, and Batman quickly reaching the end of his sanity, Tim takes it upon himself to get Robin to come back. Danny is very confused when this random kid tries to blackmail him into becoming Robin.
Badger Day Au (DP x DC):
Danny is stuck in a Groundhog Day kinda situation and he would like to be let out now, please. The league is very worried.
Delilah's language (DP x DC):
Bruce Wayne approaches the Fentons because Damian is a big fan of Danny for his work in the conservation of the purpleback gorilla. So now Danny is going to the birthday of this random kid so he can teach him gorilla sign language so he can talk to the purple-back gorilla as well.
Just a Bite (DP x DC):
Danny's homeless on the streets of Gotham, when he gets a terrible idea from some passerby. Three weeks after living with the Waynes, they still haven't noticed he's not supposed to be there.
72 hours (DP x DC):
During a battle with the rest of the league, John Constantine is accidentally sent into the palace of Pariah Dark, Tyrant of the Dead, and Bane of the Living. Danny just wanted to have a simple spa day.
Biggest Regret (DP x DC):
Danny Had been optimistic when he created The Email. Three days, that's what he gave himself. Three days to fix or get out of whatever problem he was dealing with and open his laptop to restart the timer. Three days. Past him had thought that If he ever got caught they'd just kill him; it's what they said they would do this whole time, so why wouldn't he think otherwise? It's been more than three days, and at this point, he's just glad someone could fulfill his last wish.
The Disappointment (DP x DC):
Ra's has stated his disapproval of one of the twins, now Talia is rushing to get them out of there and to Bruce to be safe. Danny has other ideas.
Black Retrievers and Golden Cats (DP x DC):
He remembered how it took two hours for his mind to catch up to what he had done, two hours for him to realize he had just killed his brother. It took another two days to realize his brother was never coming back, that the pits had not worked. Damian stared at the camera footage infront of him, his family's voices buzzing with theories and analyzing everything they could. He remembered his brother's bright carefree smile just minutes before Damian had killed him. So, why? Why was he seeing it again?
College Rivalry with the Genius Toddler in the First Row. (DP X DC):
Tim doesn't understand how he's losing at university to a toddler. Danny's not having a great time, but it's fine because now he can terrorize Red Robin.
The Willpower of Space (DP X DC):
A faulty green lantern ring wakes from it's accidental eon long sleep due to how powerful Danny's willpower is. It decides that Danny is a worthy wielder and grants Danny the ability to use it. There's just one problem; Danny keeps dying. and the ring doesn't understand what's going on. Oa is very concerned.
The Weeping Boy Au (DP X DC):
I'll think of a summary later, for now, it's an expansion of this post.
The Eyes of Death Au (DP X DC):
In an attempt to prevent a cult from causing problems, Danny accidentally convinces the Justice League and Co. that he's possessing himself. Damian is not happy that his boyfriend is apparently the new June Moone.
#danny phantom#dcu#Batman#dc x dp crossover#dc x dp#dpxdc#fanfic#rin-may-1103#The Wrong Robin Au#Wrong Robin Au#Badger Day Au#The Badger Day Au#Delilah's language Au#just a bite au#72 hours#biggest regret Au#The disappointment Au#Black retrievers and golden cats AU#the willpower of space
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pornstar au
f!reader x ghost x price :)
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tw: teacher-student scenario again, just for the sake of the porn. also, DP. first time writing it, so be NICE!
big thanks to @waves-against-a-cliff for reading what i won't
You sat on Professor Riley's lap after class, his rigid length smearing precum in between your soft, bare thighs as he fucked them. His large hands curled around your waist, long fingers creating tiny dents where he dug them into the supple flesh.
His breath warmed the delicate skin of your throat, as pants escaped his lips. You deliberately pressed your legs closer togetherโ hoping that it provided enough amount of friction for him to finish.
You need this extra credit, after all.
Ghost inhaled sharply when you did, the grip he had on you almost painful.
"Fuckin' hell." His rich groan resonated in your chest. The gusset of your knickers was damp with arousal, both yours and his. The languid drag of his cock against your clothed pussy was so tantalizing, your core ached to be filled.
You were about to urge him to forget intercrural sexโ to undress and fuck you already when a sharp knock on the door cuts through the fog in your head; a sudden rush of clarity pouring over you like a bucket of ice-cold water.
Shit.
Your back straightens at the interruption and quickly move to get off of Ghost's lap when he wraps an arm around your middle, keeping you firmly in place. A strangled noise claws up your throat. He cannot be serious.
"Come in," he calls out.
"No. No no no, you can'tโ you'll be fired, I'll be expelled, Professor Riley, pleaseโ" your voice warbles in your panic. His hold on you is as strong as steel, leaving no room for escape or resistance. You're helpless as the doors creep open and Professor Price steps in.
Of course, it's the most pretentious asshole teacher in existence.
"Hey, Riley, have you gotten the emaโ" he trails off. His striking blue eyes flick down to your legs. Or more precisely, to what's still in between them fully erect.
"I was unaware you were busy with a...student." The sound of his footsteps draws closer. "Is this what you call detention?" Price leans on the desk with his hip, eyes never straying from you.
Ghost stifles a laugh. "Ask a better question, Price."
Heat licks up your jaw and cheeks when he resumes his thrusting as if there isn't another whole grown man in the roomโ one who can potentially ruin both his career and your collegiate one.
"Like what, Riley? Want me to ask if I can get a taste?" You look at Price and notice that his eyes are dark, limpid blue rings around the edgesโ knuckles stained white with how tightly he's clenching his hands. "You've never been a sharing type."
"Well, this sweet toy of mine loves being shared, doesn't she?" Swiftly, Ghost lifts you, his manhood now nestled against the curve of your back. His clever fingers move to your covered center, and draw featherlight circles on your hood, right above your clit. A whimper falls from your lips at the feeling.
"Answer him, pet. Tell Price ya don't mind gettin' this pretty pussy licked by him." He presses down on your bundle of nerves firmly with the pad of his thumb when you take a second too long to answer.
"I, I don't," you hiss when he rubs, "d-don't mind." Ghost gives your cunt a gentle tap.
"Don't mind what?" You swallow the lump lodged in your throat.
"I don't mind getting my pussy licked by Professor Price." His teeth tenderly graze the shell of your ear, followed by a small nip.
"Good girl," he mutters into your hair. Then directs his attention to Price, who's biting his bottom lipโ the look he's giving you making your head swim. "She answered, so get down here or get out," he commands.
Ghost clasps his hands under your thighs and lifts until your feet rest flat above his knees. He hooks a finger into the sodden fabric of your knickers and drags it to the side, baring your glistening slit to the cold air of the room, erupting your heated skin in goosebumps. "On your knees, old man, unless they're too creaky to handle this."
Price's lip curls with unveiled amusement. "I was simply admirin' the view, Riley. Don't get your pants in a twist." He lowers himself to the floor smoothly until he's kneeled within inches of your exposed sex.
His prickly beard tickles the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, and his mouth is warm and wet as his tongue slides between your folds.
Another former industry giant devouring your passion with the hunger of a starved man at a lavish feast. Each stroke of his tongue spreads the warmth in your stomach, a pressure slowly rising, buildingโ
"Sit her on you," Price mouths against your cunt.
When you find yourself wedged between two burly men, there's not much you can do except surrender to their wishes. That means being lowered onto Ghostโ instinctively closing your eyes as you savor the stretch and biting the inside of your gummy cheek at the mildly uncomfortable burn.
Gravity does most of the work as you sink into him in one gentle stroke.
And without reprieve, Price dives right back in. The dull ache from where Ghost's tip presses into the plug of your womb, to the pleasure coming from the attention given to your swollen bundle of nerves.
An intoxicating mix of bliss with pain furling at the edges.
It's so good, teetering on the edge of too much, but when Price sucks lightly on your clit, your body seizes. You scrabble to grab his dark brown hair, blunt nails biting into his scalp as your shatter around Ghost's cock and Price's mouth.
Ecstasy pulses through you like the steady beat of your heart, white-hot euphoria coursing through your veins. There's a ringing in your ears, shrill and deafening, and your breathing comes in ragged pants as you come down from your high.
Your face glistens with sweat as droplets trickle down your temples, hair plastered to your forehead.
Jesus.
Price lapped at the arousal that dripped down Ghost's length, softly groaning at the taste before giving you a wolfish grin behind his coarse facial hair that was damp with your desire.
"Welcome back, sweetheart," he murmurs.
You relax the tight hold you have on his hair as he tenderly kisses where you and Ghost are joined.
Ghost nudges your ear with his nose, and his deep voice rolls over you like a wave. "Greedy little cunt jus' about cut off my circulation, pet." He shifts under you, sliding even deeper than before, a hiss escaping from behind your teeth.
"I think Price is feelin' a little left out, don't you?" With a shaky nod and a quiet mhm, you feel his lips press against the side of your neck.
"Think you can take us both?" It feels more like a warning of what's to come than a genuine question. The idea of being stuffed by both of them sends a thrill up your back.
Price sits back on his haunches, palming himself from outside his trousers. "Think so, sweetheart?" He rises to his feet and promptly sweeps away everything from the wooden desk, scattering them across the floor. Taking a seat on the desk, he positions himself comfortably, his legs slightly bent and his feet firmly touching the ground. How unfair.
With a hand, Price beckons you to him.
Your legs tremble almost comically after having them in such an unnatural position for so long; tingling when you finally stretch them out in front of you. Ghost's hands at your waist help you stand, wincing when he pulls out of you unceremoniously.
Under his breath, he apologizes and gently nudges you towards Price by pressing his hand on your shoulder blades. "Go on, it's rude to keep him waiting." You're then guided forward as warm hands wrap around your biceps, leading you to stand in front of Price.
You drag your eyes from his down to his groin, where his erection is confined behind the strained zipper. Suddenly, Ghost's toned arms surround you, his hands eagerly reaching for the button on the front. "Lemme help ya out, love."
In seconds, Price's heavy manhood bobs as it springs out, ruddy tip hitting just below his navel. Simon firmly grabs your hand and swiftly turns it, exposing your palm. Without warning, he shamelessly spits on it before wrapping it around Price.
A guttural noise escapes him when you squeeze the thick of it tightly. He bucks his hips in a deliberate rhythmโ taking hold of your wrist, ensuring your hand remains in position as he continues to thrust upwards until his cock is slick with his precum.
You can't help but rub your thighs together in hopes of getting some of the friction you're desperate for.
"Not gonna come already, are ya Price? We haven't even gotten started." Ghost ignores his scoff, rapping his knuckles on the desk. "Knickers off and climb up, pet."
You hastily tear off your smallclothes, shucking them to the side with your foot before hopping up on the desk, one leg at a time. Price steadies you with his hands on your waist. As you straddle him, your muscles ignite with a satisfying burn as they adjust the expanse of his thighs.
His voice is soft, gentle even, when he whispers into your ear. "Good?" You gasp sharply when Ghost spanks your arsecheeks before nodding at Price. "Jus' like we practiced, yeah?"
Yeah, just like you practiced. The plug you had to wear throughout the week whenever they both weren't tearing you in half should be more than enough prep. You hope.
Ghost taps the side of your thigh. "Cockwarm him while I get this perfect arse ready."
The stretch is intense as you lower yourself on Priceโ his cock thicker than Ghost's just not as longโ it pushes the air out of your lungs. He bites his lip til it reddens, his eyes fixed onto where he disappears inside of you, fingers digging into the meat of your waist.
Your eyes flutter closed when he finally bottoms out, his girth splitting your swollen walls apart mercilessly.
God, he feels so good.
And then the sting of one thick, lubed finger pressing into your tight ring of muscle smothers some of that pleasure.
"Hey, hey. Look at me." Price tips your chin up with his hand, your eyes meeting his. "Good. Breathe for me, sweetheart." He leans forward to place open-mouthed prickly kisses on your neck. "Breathe, love. You've already taken us before. You did beautifully then, and you'll do beautifully now."
He distracts you from the discomfort by suckling on your skin, leaving red little love bites behind. Then, a second finger, so much bigger than your own. Price hisses sympathetically when you doโ a tiny whimper coming from the back of your throat.
This time it's Ghost that breathes into your ear. "Doin' so good f'me."
Then he works a third finger in, and your back arches at the jolt of pain that licks up your spine.
Words of praise fall upon your ears, syrupy and saccharine, dulling the ache. He scissors and stretches gingerly, as he's always done. Ghost takes his time, curling his fingers insideโ a slow and steady in and out that eventually has you clamping around Price.
He sucks in a breath through his teeth when you do. "So bloody tight."
"Alrigh' Price." Ghost takes you by the hips and cants them forward slightly, a cry falling from your lips at the change in angle. "Hold her open f'me."
He does just that; rough, worn hands spreading you open almost embarrassingly. There's a hot and heavy weight tapping your arse once, thriceโ and then there's a blunt pressure pushing into your other much smaller hole. Your spine bows at the thick invasion, it burns, it throbs, but smart fingers find your neglected pearl and start to circle it.
The pain is merely physical, it can be overcome. Focus on the touch on your clit, focus on the hands that hold you, the heat that radiates from both of them. The harsh breathing of the man behind you as he fights to keep himself from fucking himself into you unfettered. Strained noises spilled from Price's parted lips as he felt your channel constrict, your sex beginning to get slick with your desire.
Ghost hilts, leaning forward until his barrel chest hits your back, a strangled groan coming from him. You felt unbearably full, about to tear at the bloody seams. Every single nerve from your navel down to the tips of your toes was on fire. You felt a throbbing sensation radiating from the back of your skull.
It was scalding hot, searing. The thin membrane that separated them felt stretched beyond its limit.
"Y'okay?" You can't even tell who asked you that past the rushing of blood that's in your ears. Your head feels too heavy on your shoulders, letting it lull forward until your forehead rests on Price's collarbone.
Ghost's chest vibrates as he speaks, the low rumble sinking into your skin, warming you from the inside. "Breathe for us, love. Deep in, slow out."
Right.
You remember what Price had said the very first time they fucked you. 'Breathing helps to process any pain and supports the nervous system.'
As you inhale deeply, your lungs expand to the point where you can feel a twinge of discomfort. But as you exhale, the tension in your body melts, your muscles gradually slackening.
Ghost undulates his hips once languidly, and while the ache flared back to life, below that was the pleasure you've become well acquainted with, desperately clawing its way to the surface.
A moan slips out of you unbidden.
"Perfect. So fuckin' perfect." Price's praise makes you dig your fingers into his broad shoulders, nails biting into his skin.
Then you're lifted by two sets of handsโ one on your hips, the other on the underside of your thighs and brought back down. Fuck.
"Tha's it, love. Takin' us both so well," Ghost murmurs. When you begin to mewl, a clear sign of pleasure, Price plants his feet on the floor, and snaps his hips up. Black spots dot your vision, a euphoria shooting through your veins.
God, you hope your hips hold out.
They begin to move in tandem, one pushing in completely, while the other pulls out until just an inch stays inside.
It's sublime, obscene squelching coming from both your front and back. Once your body gives in to their assault, everything starts to blur at the edges, from your sight to your thoughts. You melt in their hands, softening under their touch as they take their pleasure from you.
They begin to fuck you in earnest, breath punched out of you with every thrust, and when Ghost takes control by grabbing a fistful of your hair, it sends waves of something through your stomach. The loud whine that comes from you is filthy.
"Always meltin' into a puddle over a firm hand, pet. Isn't tha' right?" He asks you as if you could even dream of answering. Your tongue is heavy in your dry mouth, and throat like sandpaper.
"Ready to make Price come? Choke his cock with tha' vice-like cunt, love. Wrench it outta him, take every drop of his cum, and then take mine."
Who are you to disobey such an edict?
The snarl Price lets out is animalistic when you squeeze him snugly, his thrusts turn jarring as he swells and stillsโ twitching inside of you, warmth pooling in your belly.
Only to realize that Ghost finished simultaneously.
There's a joke in there somewhere, about a couple finishing together, but you've been thoroughly fucked stupid.
Cut.
Simon takes you homeโ his home, and soaks you in a warm, bubble bath that smells like something he shouldn't have.
"I bough' it for you," he hums.
His callused palms knead into your sore calf muscles, hand making its way down to press into the arch of your foot.
"Don't go makin' those noises, love."
Eventually, you address the elephant in the room, and his answer makes your pulse race. "Gotta create a soft safe place f'you to land after somethin' tha' intense. Ya need to wind down, catch your breath."
He says it so casually as if it was common sense.
"Here. Drink your water." The bottle in your hands is room temperature, just how you like it.
#call of duty#simon ghost riley#john price#cod mw2#cod mwii#simon ghost riley x reader#simon ghost riley smut#john price smut#john price x reader#simon ghost riley x you#captain john price x reader#pornstar!au
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Time Traveller AU pt 4
Part 1 is here. Part 2 is here. Part 3 is here. AU masterlist is here. Check out my MASTERLIST for more.
Part 5 is here.
Two weeks had passed since you and Baldwin had met Salauddin. As much as you tried to stay in your room to try and work on your time machine a bit, Sibylla was far too excited with the wedding preparations and was dragging you along. Even the maids were too eager to do everything, be it dressing you up or accompanying you around the castle. You suppose it was their way of trying to get in your good graces so that you'll choose them to be your court ladies. Its all politics really. The few moments that you did try to have for yourself, they'd be with Baldwin. You cant ever have meals without him, even if you were sneaky. You theorised that Baldwin probably had someone in the kitchen to inform him the moment you're having a meal made so that he can join you too (and proceed to handfeed you the first and last bite from his plate).
You decide its finally time to bring up the agenda you had in mind. "Baldwin?" You call softly, earning a surprised look from him because he's used to your admonishing tone. "Yes, princess?" he quickly closes his book, giving you his full attention.
"Do you think... it could be arranged for me to travel?" He raised a brow. "Travel? Where?"
You mustered up the courage. "Egypt."
"Egypt? Why?" Of course he was alarmed because at the time Egypt was under Muslim rule, and Salauddin was the sultan of Egypt. It was his territory and it was far too.
"Why not? I thought you said you would show me the world." You reminded him of his promise when he was trying to bribe you into marrying him.
He sighed and nodded. "That can be arranged. Come on, now." He took your hand and pulled you towards him as he moved towards the corner of his room, keeping you facing him. "I always keep my promises, princess." He whispered kissing your chin before turning you around to face the mirror.
"See? Now you've seen the world. In fact-" He spins you back to him before turning you towards the mirror again. "-ooh! Now you've seen the world twice!" He keeps on spinning you back and forth a couple of more times making you laugh before you get dizzy and lightly smack his arm.
"Be serious for once, Baldwin!" You glare at him. "Dont you get tired from your flirting attempts?"
His eyes twinkled as he cupped your face with his hands. "Never!"
With your face still in his hands, you repeated your request. "I want to go to Egypt, Baldwin." "But why? Do you want something from there? Because I can have it brought here-"
"No." You cant believe you have to manipulate him. Eh, he'll get over it. "I... I dont have a family, Baldwin. I was an orphan and well- things werent great at my orphanage, so I ran away. I wanted to find out about my family, about my parents. What happened to them. So I've been travelling here and there. I suppose thats how I developed an interest in history." You could seem his resolve melting with the way his eyes softened, so you continued on. "Please, let me go to Egypt. I think... I think I might find some clues about my family there. And if I dont..." you chuckled. "Well, I could always write something on Salauddin."
"Do you really want to go?" You nodded eagerly. He smiled. "Alright. I'll talk to Salauddin. If he gives permission, then you can go. I dont think I could accompany you there. Guy has been stirring up some problems here and I cant have him try to start a rebellion."
"Its okay, I can go alone." "Well, not alone. I'll send my best knights along." Shit. Oh well. Better them than Baldwin.
Breaking the pattern for once, you decided to initiate affection and gave him a hug. "Thank you, Baldwin!" You heard him inhale sharply, his body stilling for a moment before his arms slowly but surely wrapped around your frame, and you felt him melt into you a bit. This is psychology 101, okay? Pavlov's dog experiment, if you reward him for "good behaviour", he is more prone to be "good".
If only you knew this may have been the first time in more than a decade that he's been hugged. And now that he has... it only cements more in his mind that your hugs are his- you are his.
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As expected, Salauddin agreed and allowed you to come to Egypt. However, Baldwin still delayed your trip by almost a week under the pretence to make "necessary arrangements for your trip".
It was just him trying to find excuses to make you stay longer, or even change your mind about leaving at all.
"You know it's going to be soooo hot in Egypt? What if you get a heat stroke?"
"I'm going with Salauddin. He's been living in the desert for so long, I'm sure he'll teach me how to protect myself from the sun."
"You- what if you get thirsty? You won't get cold water!"
You looked at him baffled. "Salauddin literally had a box of ice in the desert- he served us ice water. Did you forget? I'm beginning to think you might be suffering from a heat stroke."
He huffed. "Surely, you cant be safe in Egypt without me by your side. People will attack you for being my weakness!"
Your heart skipped a beat. I'm his weakness?
You shake your head. Not the time. "How would they even recognise me? I'd be in a niqaab! Besides, I thought you were sending your "best knights" with me." You said turning around to fold your clothes.
Baldwin's hand reached for your wrist and he pulled you back to him, your body stiffening against his hard chest. Damn, how long did he work out for? Just a few weeks ago, he couldnt even stand for long without passing out.
He rested his chin on your shoulder. "I'll miss you." He mumbled, and the corner of your mouth quirked up. "I know." You replied as you tried to break out of his arms and return to your packing. But Baldwin spun you around, his brows furrowed. "You wont miss me?" His eyes held deep concern, while his voice reminded you of a scared child.
He's adorable.
His grip on your arms tightened the longer you stayed silent. Fearing he'd change his mind about the trip, you cupped his face and brought it closer to yours, staring into his eyes.
"No." Hurt flashed through across those blue pools, but you continued. "Because the mere thought that you would be waiting here for me will make me want to return home early." His face softened.
"Home? You consider this your home?" He whispered, clearly affected by your words.
Oh, he's about to die when he hears what you've got next.
Your eyes smiled. "You're my home, Baldwin." You knew if this was an anime, then right now Baldwin would be animated with a pink background with halo behind him, and probably cupids shooting arrows and crying.
His reaction proved you right. Baldwin pulled you in for a tight hug, hiding his head into your shoulder and before you either of you could react, you both fell on your bed, though Baldwin didnt let go of you.
When he finally pulled away, he caressed your cheek with one hand. "What?" you asked with a lazy smile. He didnt say anything, just kept tracing your face with his fingers, looking at you as if he was in a trance. Considering you were leaving tomorrow, you didnt move from the bed. You didnt want to break whatever fantasy Baldwin was in (truthfully, you didnt have the heart for it. He looked like something was healing inside him.) So you stayed there next to him, letting Baldwin run his fingers though your hair and falling asleep to that.
"How did I get so lucky?" He whispered to himself, still looking at you in awe.
Baldwin didnt sleep that night. No, he wanted to memorise your face.
-
The next morning, you were sent off with a small entourage, even though Baldwin wanted to send you with a bigger one, but you reasoned with him that a large group of people would only draw more attention to you.
"Be safe, princess." Baldwin said, pressing his lips to your forehead. You smiled and nodded. "I'll be back before you know it." He gave you a lopsided smile before pulling out a pouch and placing it in your hands. It was heavy. "I have given the knight commander gold to cater to your every need, buy anything you like but- I still want you to have this. Just in case." You peeked into the pouch and your eyes bulged out at the gold coins in there. "Its too much, Baldwin. I cant take-" He cupped your cheek. "I insist. If- God forbid, things go wrong, I want you to use this to get out." You leaned into his touch. "Nothing will happen to me, Baldwin." He prays so (he and his church is praying for your safe journey). "I know, but please- keep it. For my peace of mind." You finally conceded, giving him a hug before starting your journey.
From Jerusalem, you first reached Salauddin's caravan in the desert, where the Kurdish leader was waiting for you.
"So, have you come up with a plan to leave Baldwin?" He asked, guiding you inside his tent, taking note of the niqaab you were wearing. It was the one Baldwin had helped embroirdered for you- he recognised the ugly flower on your sleeve.
"Its not a priority at the moment." You lied, deciding it wouldnt be good to reveal all your cards to him. After all, he is a conquerer. You dont know what kind of games he may be playing.
He raised a brow at you, setting up the chess board. "Then why are you going to Egypt?" He wanted to gauge your expressions, but your eyes were solely focused on the chess board as you made the first move.
"I have some matters to take care of. Personal matters." You watched him move his black pawn.
"Anything I could help with?" He asked. You took his bishop. "No, you have already helped a lot. Thank you. But I must ask- how did you just agree to Baldwin when he asked if I could go to Egypt?"
He scoffed, taking your knight. "You think I did this for free? Please, your husband had to pay a pretty penny to take his "little heaven's angel" through the desert safely. Honestly, how have you bewitched him?" Salauddin gazed at you. "Either he's too stupid or you're much smarter than you look, the latter is something I highly doubt, so it only leads to one conclusion- Baldwin is stupid." He mocked.
"Hey! Dont insult my fiance." You admonished, looking back at the board to make your next move. He leaned forward with his elbows on the table, looking at you expectantly. "Or else what?"
Your eyes finally made contact with his, and he could feel he had insulted you somehow. "Or else... you'll regret it." You threatened, which he didnt take seriously, because- why would he? You're nobody.
His eyes lit up. "If you were any less threatening, Y/n, you'd be a dandelion." You rolled your eyes, clearly not amused. "Say whatever you want, but you and I both know you didnt do it for the money."
"What do you mean?"
"Mmhm, I dont know. Dont you have enough money already? I think- oh, you made a mistake there." you smirked taking his queen and now his king was left wide open for attack. "I think... you were scared to say no."
"Excuse me?" He moved his king. You chased him with your knight.
"You heard me." Your rook pushed his king into the corner. Frustratedly, he tries to escape by moving his king diagonally, but you were quicker with your bishop.
"Why would I be afraid of a man whose own brother-in-law is starting a rebellion against him and he's been allowing him to do so just because his sister claims to love him?" He taunted at the messed up family dynamics. Of course he knew how ready Baldwin was to give his kingdom away to Guy to be perished, but that was before he was cured of his leprosy.
You had boxed his king from all sides. No escape. "Why wouldnt you be? The same man was only just a 16 year old when he defeated you on the battlefield devastatingly. And that too, when he was so sick, his face was melting off." You knocked down his king. "Can you imagine how strong he is now that he's cured?"
His anger was subtle. Eyes glaring at you, mouth pulled into a thin line, his nostrils flared ever so slightly.
Clearly, you had struck a nerve.
"You shouldn't play with fire." He warned. You twirled his king between your fingers. "Who said I was playing?"
You both sat in silence for a few more moments, with you mostly relishing in your victory. "So, what do I get for winning again?"
His eyes narrowed, though they werent as hostile as they were a few moments ago, "You get to keep your head."
"Am I always playing for my life everytime we play chess?" "Yes." "Huh. So how does it feel to know that I will outlive you?" You teased, making him roll his eyes as he stood up, leading you out of his tent.
"My men are going to accompany you to Egypt. They're ready, so-" he looked at you with a scowl. "Leave."
"Aww, thank you, aljedu!" You waved, leaving before he could get mad at you for calling him "grandpa".
-
The journey to Egypt took a little over 4 days, but you really cant complain with the small army of people at your service. Even the men and women Salauddin had sent with you made sure to cater your every need, and more importantly, help you and your entourage survive the desert.
The pyramids were still as magnificent as in the future, though the area was now surrouded by a bustling market of sorts. As your caravan moved further into the town, you saw a large centre built that had the traditional Islamic architecure elements- huge domes, minarets, white pillars. The colourful tile works (prominents turqoise and dark blue themes) and a few gothic arches displayed the catholic influence as well.
"What's that?" You had asked one of the knights. "Thats the madarasas." You nodded as you recalled reading about it in "the golden age of Islam" era. Madarasa was essentially an educational institution that were devoted to the study of law, maths, science, medicine, religion, philosphy and other subjects. The complex itself consisted of a mosque, a library, a boarding house. They were home to both students and professors, and were maintained by charitable endowments and unlike a modern day college, it lacked a specific curriculum or institutionalise system of certification. Information was usually passed on informally from teacher to student, and both men and women were able to attend.
It was heaven for anyone who seeked to learn, and this was exactly where you would be going to get help for your time machine.
But that would have to wait, as you were now lead to Salauddin's palace for rest. It was massive and just like the madarasa, it was also beautifully constructed. The palace spread over on a large area of land, and although it was was around 80-100 feet in height with those humongous pillars at each corner, the palace was largest in horizontal dimensions. Inside, after passing a throng of soldiers stationed who kept their gaze lowered even though she and most of the females were completely veiled, you saw a huge pool that continued throughout the palace, even through sharp corners. It almost looked like the castle was built around the turquoise pool. Despite it being hot as hell outside, the palace was cool and insulated even though there were no air conditioners or fans and was open enough to be well ventilated. You had seen the palm date trees through the city, but there was a huge new variety of exotic plants inside that you dont think would be able to survive in the desert.
Egyptians were truly ahead of their time.
-
After dinner, you were sitting in your room with your maids. They were talking about the hospitality of Muslims and all, helping you unpack and get ready for bed.
"Alright, time to sleep." You said with a yawn and they all immediately began leaving. All but one maid, who had to stay by your side at all times even when you were bathing. Apparently, Baldwin had ordered her to do so because he didnt trust anyone in the foreign lands.
"You can go to your chambers with the others, Isabella." You smiled politely at the blonde girl, no older than 19. She shook her head, her brows furrowing in concern. "No, princess. It is my duty to be with you at all times. What if you need me for something?"
"I wont." You smiled tightly. The sooner she left, the sooner you could sneak out of here and go to the madarasa. "You must be tired from all the travel. Please, go rest. I insist." But it was like she couldnt imagine committing a grave sin like this.
Fine. If she's not going to leave then-
"Isabella..." you come close to her, fiddling with your thumbs. "Can I trust you, Isabella?"
She nodded obediently. "Of course, my princess."
"I need to get out of the palace for some time." You tell her slowly, letting her absorb the words. Automatically, she responds. "I can have them arrange a tour tomorrow-"
"No, Isabella-" you let out a distressed sigh, rubbing your forehead as you paused for a dramatic effect. "I need to go out right now."
"Now? At night time?" The young girl wondered what possible emergency you could possibly have. "Oh, um- well, I can have the guards prepare a-"
"No!" You turned around, reaching for her hands. Isabella's eyes widened. A princess- royalty is touching her? You tilted your head sligtly, eyes making a desperate plea.
"I have business that I need to take care of on my own. I-" you sigh dramatically before looking at her with most remorseful eyes. "I have to find my family. I need to- I cant get married without them attending. I- I- just need them and I know! I know they're here! I can feel it!" Isabella's face softened at your "distress" but you can still see her hesitance, and so before she could protest, you squeezed her hands. "I tell everyone I am an orphan but- the the truth is... I was a slave. I was stolen from my family and- and I was raised with other slaves. It wasnt until I was 8 that I had ran away. I've been running from my owners for a long time, all while trying to find my family. I dont care if they're dead but- I need to know. I need to know, Isabella. You... you understand why, right?"
Tears slipped from Isabella's eyes as she nodded her head feverently.
"Of course I do, princess!"
-
You pulled your shawl around you tighter. Temperatures really did drop significantly at night in deserts. You were now standing outside the madarasa you had seen earlier in the day after convincing Isabella to stay behind and pretend to be you under the covers in bed while you went out.
The building was much more quiet now, although the market was still alive but people were less and everyone was mindful of how much noise they made.
You quietly walked into the madarasa, pretending to be one of the several servants who were entering the place. Inside, the area was designed in the shape of a rectangle without a roof in the center. The moon light illuminated the common ground in the middle while lanterns were lit all around the 4 sides, numerous doors on each side.
Keeping your veiled head down, you walked past many scholars and students. You wanted to enter a room, but with all the doors closed, you feared you'd enter the wrong room with someone who wouldnt be as forgiving to a stranger entering this place.
But luck was on your side tonight, as your eyes finally caught sight of an ajar door, and you slipped in once you noticed no one was currently in the room. The room was far more spacious than you had anticipated and even though the equipment was far too old, you recognised it to be a sort of lab. Nearing the desk in the corner, you noticed some papers spread around with some maths done. Even though the numbers were in Arabic, you recognised it- algebra.
"What are you doing here, woman?" You look upto find a man in his late 30s with a white turban and a black beard looking at you angrily. "Who sent you here? By Allah! Leave right now or I will have you punished for trespassing and attempting to seduce a pious man you devil-"
"I'll leave but I cant go without correcting your error." You said pointing to his papers.
He blinked at you. "What error?"
You laughed tauntingly. "Im surprised you dont see it." The man's brows furrowed as he marched over to you. "There is no error! I am the finest mathematician of this decade, if not century! I study astrology, biology, physics, alchemy, philosophy and you dare tell me that I made an error?! I am Al-Abbas ibn Bashir! Who are you to correct me woman?!"
You stared at him unamused. "The square root of 8 is not equal to the square root of 4 + square root of 4." You said pointing at his paper. He squinted at you, trying to process your words before looking where you were pointing.
"Yes, it is. It is additive-"
"Not everything is additive." You sighed, pulling out a blank sheet of paper and solving the question step by step for him. "See? Square root of 8 is 2.818 while square root of 4 is 2, so since we have two square roots if 4, it'll be 2 plus 2, which adds to 4."
You sat down on his chair while he looked over your explanation, trying to find an error in your work. There were none.
Abbas looked at you, brows still furrowed. "You- fine, you are correct. I made a small error-" "Small?" You teased. "Yes, small!" He snapped back as you chuckled. He continued. "But that doesnt explain what youre doing in my office. Who are you?"
You rested your head on your palm and stared at him. "I have work for you."
"And what might that be?"
"Hmm, depends. Are your studies purely theory based or... experimental as well?"
Abbas gave you a nod. "I like to mainly focus on theories, but I like to test my theories as well, so from time to time, I do have to conduct experiments as well."
"Fantastic!" You straightened up and grabbed a paper as you began drawing a tool. "Here, I have mentioned the dimensions and I need you to engineer this for me." He took the paper from you. "What exactly is it?"
"I cannot tell you." "Why?" "Well, I'm a scientist too, and I dont want you to stealing my work." You replied as you pulled out your coin purse that Baldwin had given you. "I suppose this would be sufficient for you?" You placed 5 gold coins in front of him.
Abbas scoffed. "You think you can buy me? I dont care for money!" He stood up, turning away from you.
You raised your brow. "Name your price."
He shook his head. "I cannot be bought, woman. I am a man of science. I have far more important things to be doing with my time-"
"Like making more mistakes?" He glared at you. "One small error. Thats all it was. Besides, just because I made a small miscalculation doesnt mean youre smarter than me."
You smiled under your veil.
"Wanna test that?"
-
Abbas had decided to work for you after you had outsmarted him in every subject he presented. I mean you only had to touch the basics of what you had learned in 6th grade science class but he was- bamboozled.
After he had recovered from his shock, he had agreed to work for you on the condition that you check his work for mistakes and impart some of you teachings. He swears he wont copy any of your "works". You gave him the gold coins and told him to work under complete discretion and that you'd meet him again in 3 days time, when you're ready to return to Jerusalem.
The plan was to collect your tool from him and then give him a couple more tools to design which you would collect 2 weeks later when you visited Egypt again. Because while you do need to work on your time machine, you also need to find ways for Baldwin to go to war with Salauddin again, because originally Baldwin dies of leprosy, but since you already cured that... you need to find a way for Baldwin to die and so far, a war seems to be the only answer.
But youve seen their relationship... Baldwin and Salauddin wouldn't simply jeopardise everything like that. They have a good bond, a strong friendship even.
However, if highschool has taught you anything, even the closest friendships end because of misunderstandings.
And so, a week later, you were back in Jerusalem with your new tool and a new plan in mind.
You walked up the stairs and towards Baldwin's office. Since you had arrived earlier than he was expecting, you wanted to surprise him. Honestly, you missed him and his adorable expressions-
You stopped at the foot of the door, your heart dropping at the sight.
Baldwin and a woman... kissing.
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sakusa kiyoomi x f!reader
a/n: saw a fanart of chibi sakusa and this came to mind so i just had to write this out to get it out of my head ๐ซ sorry if my writing's not perfect i wrote this in like an hour HAHAHDHDJSJSHD
cw: FLUFF, parenting au, atsumu being annoying
wc: 586
Kiyoomi had always expressed how much he wanted your kids to have your features - from your hair, your eyes, your smile, your laugh, he wanted them to inherit everything about you. He essentially wanted his kids to be mini clones of you, the person he loved and admired the most in the world.
However, when your first child was born, it was pretty clear that she'd take after her father. Immediately, you noticed birth marks at almost the exact same spot as her father, and as she grew older, her hair started to curl at the ends just like her father's. Unsurprisingly, they had similar personalities too. She was probably the most educated six year old when it came to personal and public hygiene.
And when Reina's little brother was born, you swore they could be twins. That is, if you ignored the eight year age gap between them. Akimitsu, like his sister, took after Kiyoomi. He had the same dark curly hair and sharp eyes as his father, but one difference between him and his sister was that he had a much more outgoing personality. Even at six months old, he was already smiling, laughing, pointing and waving at everyone he passes by.
Today was no different. Strapped to his father's chest, Akimitsu was excitedly pointing towards his older sister practising volleyball in front of him and babbling incoherently. Next to him, the one and only Miya Atsumu was seated on the bench watching his twin boys practice their volleyball skills with Reina. You watched as your husband fished out a pack of tissues and wiped away the drool on his baby's chin.
"Dude, what's up with your sets today? Even Reina can't spike your shit sets and she's a better spiker than me!" Ryลซjin exclaimed, pointing accusingly at his brother.
"Shut yer trap, Ryลซ! Yer just jealous 'cause my sets are still better than yours!" Ryลta retorted. Turning to his friend, he apologised, "Sorry, Reina, I'll work on my sets."
Reina scrunched her face in slight annoyance but acknowledged her friend.
"Y'know, Omi-kun, yer daughter somehow looks even more like you when she does that," Atsumu chortled.
Confused, Kiyoomi looked up at the blonde setter. "Does what?"
"THAT!" Atsumu screeched, pointing at Kiyoomi's face, which was, of course, scrunched up like his daughter's. Kiyoomi hurriedly covered his son's ears at the sheer volume of Atsumu's outburst.
"Will ya keep it down? My kid's gonna go deaf at this rate," Kiyoomi huffed, glaring at Atsumu. The latter sheepishly apologised.
"But for real though, your kids are basically your clones," Atsumu continued, "Guess ya don't have to worry about 'em not bein' yours, right?"
That earned him a hard slap on the back of his head by both you and Kiyoomi.
"THE HELL WAS THAT FOR?" Atsumu cried, rubbing the back of his head to relieve the pain.
"Excuse me, sir, what are you insinuating?" You spouted, glaring at him. For all the years you had known him โ since high school, to be exact ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝAtsumu had never failed to come up with the most insensitive lines.
"I'm just sayin'! It's cute that yer kids look so much like you!" Atsumu sulked.
"No shit they're mine, baka," Kiyoomi grumbled, the annoyed scrunch once again making an appearance on his face.
Hearing a fit of giggles, you all turned to Akimitsu who was pointing at Atsumu with a gummy smile on his face.
"Ba...Baka!"
The six month old happily clapped and cheered as Atsumu was left dumbfounded.
a/n: sakusaโs children would 100% inherit his curly hair YOU CANNOT CONVINCE ME OTHERWISE like itโs literally so cute. theyโd have the same scrunched face when theyโre annoyed AND IT'S FREAKING ADORABLE anyway i titled this one ctrl C ctrl V for obvious reasons HAHA
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addicted to your rafe!! you mentioned in the bartender!reader au that rafe shared his life story after their first time together and was just wondering if youd ever write about it? would love to read about rafe spilling all (in more ways than one hehe) and reader's reaction but only if its something youre interested in writing!!
i was planning on making the smut really cute BUT...it got a little out of hand bc they're both horny so....enjoy!!! but there's fluff i promise. and he spills everything (eheheh)๐โโ๏ธ๐โโ๏ธ๐๐ซข thank you for the request ๐ฉต๐ซ
i'll do anything you say, if you say it with your hands - r.c (+18)
pairing: rafe x pogue!reader (bartender!reader universe) warnings: SMUT!!!!; a little angst by the end and lots of fluff.
It's past midnight, and youโre sprawled out on your bed, scrolling mindlessly through your phone. Youโre still in your ratty tank top and sleep shorts, some throwaway show mumbling in the background.
The nightโs quiet, a little too quiet, so when you hear a low thump at the window, you nearly jump out of your skin.
But you know that sound. Thatโs Rafe.
You glance over just as his messy dark blond head pops up outside the window, blue eyes gleaming mischievously. Your heart does this stupid thing, and youโre grinning before you even realize it. You slide the window up quickly, shushing him though you know heโs careful.
"Hi,โ You whisper, leaning into him the second heโs in, his broad shoulders blotting out the rest of the room.
โMiss me?โ he murmurs back, lips quirking as he brushes a hand through your hair.
โMaybe a little,โ You tease, tugging him closer by the front of his shirt. Rafeโs standing there in just a pair of worn jeans and a black T-shirt that clings to every hard line of muscle.
God, it should be illegal for him to look this good.
His hair is still damp at the tips, like he just came from a shower. He leans down and kisses you, his fingers moving to the bare skin at your waist. Youโve been doing this dance for two months now. All hot make-outs that never really go anywhere. Mostly because youโre the one always getting called away for shifts, for family, for whatever comes up.
But right now, right here? Thereโs no work, no responsibilities. Itโs just you and him. And the way heโs looking at you right now, all hooded eyes and smirking lips, itโs driving you crazy.
โWhyโd you sneak in, hmm?โ You murmur against his lips, playing with the hem of his shirt. He pulls back, just enough to look down at you, a lazy smile on his face.
โWanted to see you,โ he breathes, eyes tracing over me like youโre something to devour. โCouldnโt wait.โ
You practicallyย pounceย on him, shoving him back until heโs pinned against the wall by the window, his eyes widening for a split second before his hands are holding your hips, steadying you as you sit on his lap. You love it when he manspreads.
Itโs so unlike you itโs almost funny, but at this point youโre desperate to feel him. You press yourself up against him, grinding slowly, and you feel the exact moment he realizes just how serious you are right now.
โFuck, babyโโ he groans as his grip tightens, like heโs trying to keep himself in check. But you donโtย wantย him to hold back.
โIโm done waiting,โ You breathe, pushing his shirt up and over his head in one quick motion.ย โRafeโIโm losing my mind here.โ His shirt hits the floor, and you lel yourselfย reallyย look at him.
Allย muscle, golden tan skin, the little dip between his abs youโve fantasized about running your tongue along. Youโve seen him shirtless a million times, but right now?
Heโs aย goddamnย masterpiece.
โIโm so horny it hurts, okay?โ You admit in a whisper, almost like you canโt help it. His lips twitch as he leans in, his breath hot against your neck.
You feel your cheeks heat up. Itโs not like youโre shy around him anymore, not really, but this feels different. Youโre usually more reserved, the one who lets him make the moves, but tonight...you canโt help yourself.
โSorry baby,โ he murmurs as he rolls his hips up, andย fuck, you can feel how hard he is already, straining against his jeans, โWant me to fix it for you?โ
You know what heโs asking. Youโve had this conversation beforeโkind of.
The two of you have been skirting around it for weeks now, with heavy petting and breathless goodnights. You wantย more. You hook your fingers into his belt loops, tugging at him, and he hisses, biting back a curse.ย
โBedโ he grunts, half-laughing, half-panting as he lifts you like you weigh nothing, carrying you across the room.
Youโre already tearing at his belt by the time you hit the bed, and he lets out this breathless, desperate sound, half-plea, half-growl that shoots straight through you.
โNeed you,โ You gasp, yanking the belt free, popping the button on his jeans. Heโs still standing, hovering over you as you sit on the bed, and you look up at him, chest heaving, hair messy, eyes wild.
โYeah?โ he breathes, and thereโs thisย edgeย to his voice. You smirk, tugging his zipper down slowly, deliberately, keeping your eyes on his as you push his jeans down his hips.
โYeah,โ You know you have him. Heโs yours, and heโsย doneย waiting, too.
Once his jeans hit the floor, heโs on you, all heat and muscle. Rafeโs hands grip your wrists, pinning them above your head as he looks down at you, breathing hard.ย
โI was trying to make it special,โ he murmurs, his voice low, almost gravelly. โOur first time.โ
You canโt help but roll your eyes, heโs so stupidly and unexpectedly endearing sometimes it makes you fall even more.
โThis not special enough for you?โ You tease, arching your back and lifting your hips, feeling the slickness pooling between your thighs. โI donโt do it for you?โ
โOh, you do it for me, baby. Believe me.โ His voice drops an octave, โโM trying to be a gentleman.โ
โI donโt want a gentleman,โ You quip, your tone playful, โI just want you.โ
He wants to give in, but you know he also wants to take his time. โYou sure about this?โ
โRafe. My shorts are stuck to my skin.โ
He breathes in sharply, head dropping to your shoulder, as he murmurs, โYouโre not wearing any panties?โ
โMaybe I am, maybe Iโm not. Whatโs it to you?โ You tease, biting your lip, but you know youโre being a little reckless, teasing him like this.
Heโs gonna get you good.
Rafe lifts his head, that infuriatingly handsome smirk still plastered on his face. โSo you are, huh?โ His voice is low, almost predatory. โYou trying to drive me crazy?โ
You shrug, trying to play it cool even though it physically hurts not to touch him the way you want to right now. โWhat if I am?โ
โGod, youโre so beautiful,โ he murmurs, his lips trailing down your neck. You arch against him, your breath hitching when he finds the sensitive spot just below your ear and sucks gently.
Your top hits the floor a second later.ย Heโs kissing you again, his hands cupping you through your bra.
โPlease,โ you breathe, not even sure what you are asking for.
More, closer, something to stop the aching between your thighs. He seems to understand, though. He always does.ย
He unclasps your bra and tosses it aside, taking you in inch by inch, โMy pretty girl,โ You feel a blush creep up your cheeks, but before you can think about it, he dips his head and takes one of your nipples into his mouth, his tongue flicking over the sensitive peak.
Your fingers dig into his shoulders, he hums against your skin, the vibration making you delirious. His hand slids down to your shorts, pulling them with an easiness that makes your head spin.
Then they are gone, too, leaving you in nothing but your underwear. Rafe pulls back slightly, his eyes raking over your body with a look that makes you squirm.
โBeautiful,โ he mutters, almost to himself. โSo fucking beautiful.โ
โRafe,โ you whisper, reaching for him. When he finally slips his fingers into your panties, you are already trembling. โPlease,โ you whimper, rocking your hips against his hand.
โShh,โ he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. โIโve got you, baby.โ
Heโs touching you, his fingers finding your slick heat and stroking gently. Youโre so wet his flingers glid right on. You gasp, hips bucking up instinctively as his fingers move across your folds, teasingly slow and close to your clit.
Rafe smirks, clearly enjoying how wrecked you already are.โEasy, baby,โ his lips brush against your jawline. โWe got all night.โ
Youโre past patience.
You grab his wrist, guiding his hand exactly where you want it. โRafe,โ you groan, your voice breaking a little, โI need more. Donโt piss me off.โ
He chuckles, โSo needy tonight,โ he teases, but his voice is tight, like heโs losing it too. His fingers dip lower, stroking where you need him most, and you nearly lose it right there.
He lingers there for a moment, just barely grazing your slick folds, before pressing a finger against your entrance, warm and insistent. Slowly, he slides it in, and the sensation makes you moanโa slow, deliberate stretch as his finger sinks deep inside you. He curls it just the way you need him to, stroking your inner walls. Itโs intimate, almost unbearable in how good it feels, the way heโs taking his time, drawing it out like heโs savoring every second. You tighten around him, wet and hot, and he groans softly as he adds another finger, filling you more, the stretch making your legs tremble.
โFuck,โ you whimper, your head falling back as he starts to pump his fingers in and out. The way his fingers stretch you, the wet sounds of him working you open, is filthy and intoxicating.
โLike that, baby?โ His voice is thick with lust, his free hand gripping your thigh, keeping you spread wide for him. Heโs so strong it makes you want to suck him whole.
You nod frantically, too far gone for words, only able to moan as he quickens the pace, thrusting his fingers in harder. Your walls flutter around him, tightening with every stroke, and you know youโre getting closeโembarrassingly quick, but itโs been a while.ย
His thumb circles your clit, and the sensation makes you cry out, your body arching off the bed.
โOh Godโplease,โ you gasp, your fingers clutching at his arm, desperate for more. He smirks against your skin, clearly enjoying the way youโre panting beneath him.ย Heโs got you in the palm of his hand, and he knows it.
His lips brush against your neck, teasingly slow, while his fingers move with purpose, hitting all the right spots. Your breath is coming in short, ragged bursts as your body answers to his. You can feel the heat coiling tight in your belly, and youโre practically shaking with anticipation.
He presses his forehead against yours, his breath uneven, eyes locked on you as if heโs watching every bit of pleasure cross your face.
โCome for me, baby,โ he murmurs, his voice just as wrecked, โLet me feel you.โ
Youโre so close itโs dizzying, you can barely catch your breath.ย
He leans in, lips caressing your ear, โThatโs it, baby,โ he murmurs, his breath warm against your skin. โI can feel youโre almost there. Youโre so tight around my fingersโfuck, youโre close, arenโt you?โ You can only nod, your breath hitching as his thumb circles your clit with just the right pressure, your hips grinding up into his hand instinctively.ย every word out of his mouth pushes you closer. โLook at you,โ he coaxes, his voice like velvet, โSo perfect.โ
His fingers twist inside you, hitting that sweet spot, and your whole body tenses. The pleasure builds into a burning coil deep in your tummy, tightening with every movement.
You canโt think, canโt breathe, and all you can do is feelโfeel him, feel the way heโs working you. The way heโs talking you through it.ย
โJust like that,โ he whispers, โYouโre doing so good, baby. Let me feel it.โ
His thumb presses harder against you, and your whole body jerks up. You cry out, a broken sound, your hips bucking uncontrollably as your orgasm hits you perfectly. Rafeโs fingers never stop, drawing it out, his other hand still gripping your thighs open โThatโs my girl,โ he murmurs, his voice hoarse. โFuck, youโre so beautiful when you come.โ Your body trembles beneath him, the pleasure still vibrating through you, and heโs right there, โRide it out, baby,โ he breathes, his lips kissing your temple, his voice full of pride. โIโve got you. Youโre doing so good. So fucking good.โ
You canโt do anything but cling to him as you shudder. He finally slows his fingers, easing you down gently, and when he pulls them out, you feel the emptiness like a loss. Youโre still catching your breath, body buzzing from the orgasm he just wrung out of you, but you notice the shit-eating grin on his face as he glances down at his hand, fingers still slick from you, and then slowly brings them to his mouth.
He holds your gaze, never breaking eye contact as he slips his fingers between his lips, tasting you. Itโs slow and the way his eyes darken while his tongue sweeps over his fingers makes you whine.ย
"God, baby," he murmurs around his fingers, as he pulls them from his mouth with a soft pop, licking his lips. โYou taste so fucking good.โ
Youโre breathless, watching him like youโre in a trance, your heart pounding in your chest. The sight of him tasting you like that, makes your legs open again. He grins, noticing how wrecked you look. โDidnโt think I could want you more,โ
Youโre still so turned on that you canโt help the way your thighs squeeze together instinctively. His eyes flicker down, catching the movement, and his grin only widens as he crawls back up your body, settling between your legs, โDonโt tease.โ
"Donโt worry, baby," his lips skim against yours, โNot teasing anymore.โ
You donโt know where you get the strength to do it. But you do it anyways.ย
As soon as Rafe settles back, you push him onto his back, taking advantage of his surprised expression, and climb on top, straddling his waist, your hands braced against his chest. You can feel the hard planes of his abs beneath your fingers, and the heat of him pressed against your pussy makes your mouth water. You can feel it building inside you, the need to take him, to ride him until thereโs nothing left.
His hands settle on your ass, firm, but not controlling, giving you full reign to take what you want. His eyes are on yours, half-lidded and a lazy smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. โGo on, baby,โ he drawls, his voice like honey, โShow me what you can do.โ
You donโt even remember pulling his boxers down.
You donโt need to be told twice.
You let yourself brush against the hard length of him, and the sensation alone makes you bite your lip to hold back a moan. His cock is thick, long and hot beneath you, and you grind against him slowly, dragging your wetness along his length, teasing the both of you. Youโreย rockingย back and forth against his tip, dragging him in between your soaked folds and pulling huffs and puffs from his throat as he only grows more impatient by the second.
โFuck,โ Rafe groans, his hips jerking up involuntarily, your clit rubbing against his pubic hair with every movement, the friction doing it for you. His abs tense beneath you, flexing with each of your movements, and the sight of itโof him completely at your mercyโonly makes you wetter.ย
You lean forward, your hands sliding up his chest, feeling the way his muscles move under your touch.
โYou like that?โ you murmur, your voice breathy, teasing, as you grind harder against him. โLike watching me ride you?โ
Rafeโs head falls back against the pillow, all the way back, his jaw clenched, his breath coming in ragged gasps. โJesus Christ,โ he groans, his hands gripping your hips tighter, lifting his hips to try and shift his cock towards your entrance.
You lean in, your lips dragging against the side of his neck. He shivers under your touch, and the reaction makes you grin. You start off slow, pressing gentle kisses to his skin, your lips trailing from his jaw down to the spot where his pulse is beating just a little faster, teasing him with your breath.
โRight here?โ you whisper, barely grazing his skin.
You can feel his body tense as you speak, a low sound escaping his throat. You roll your hips again, this time letting the tip of his cock catch at your entrance. Youโre so wet that he slides in just an inch, and the stretch is enough to make you gasp, your nails digging into his chest. His eyes fly open, and you can see the tension in his body, every muscle tight as he holds himself back from pouding into you, waiting for you to take him fully.
You press your mouth to his neck and start sucking, enjoying the taste of him under your lips.
His grip on is borderline bruising and you love it when another low moan slips out as you work your mouth against him. You make sure to take your time, alternating between sucking and nipping lightly with your teeth, just enough to make him shudder beneath you.
โShit,โ he breathes, his voice strained as you keep going, making sure to leave your mark. With a deep breath, you sink dow, slowly feeling every inch of him stretch you, filling you completely. The sensation is overwhelmingโheโs big, almost too big, and it feels so fucking good you almost drool. By the time youโre fully seated on his lap, his cock buried deep inside you, your thighs are shaking, and you can feel the heat pooling in your belly all over again.
You suck harder, enjoying the multitasking, applying enough pressure enough to leave a dark bruise that he wonโt be able to hide. His fingers dig into your waist, but he doesnโt pull you awayโinstead, heโs holding you there, like he wants to feel every second of it.
โNow everyoneโs gonna know youโre mine," You manage to breath out, moaning as you grip his chest for support, spit slicked lips parting as you gasp some more, "You feel so good."
His eyes are hooded as he looks down at you, lips parted, breathing uneven. โYeah?โ he rasps, his gaze flicking to your lips before he grins, a little breathless. โDidnโt think you had it in you, baby.โ
His hands slide up your waist, his fingers splayed across your ribs, guiding you as you start to move. You start to ride him, slow at first, grinding your hips in slow, deliberate circles. The friction, combined with the way his cock fills you, hits every nerve just right. Maybe if it was someone else youโd be embarrassed to be panting like a bitch in heat, but itโs Rafe and you never felt so comfortable during sex before.
Every time you lift your hips and drop back down, you take him deeper, as you work yourself on top of him. His hands slide up to your tits, squeezing gently, his thumbs brushing over your nipples.
You pick up the pace, bouncing on him harder now, grinding down with each thrust, chasing that high. Rafeโs eyes are glued to you, watching every move you make, his lips parted, his chest heaving with each stolen breath.
โFuck,โ you pant, barely able to catch your breath as you ride him faster, โI want you so deep, so bad.โ
He lets out a rough, desperate groan, his hips bucking up to meet yours, his cock hitting even deeper inside you. โIโm right here, baby,โ he grits out, his voice strained with the effort of holding himself back, โTake what you need. Iโm all yours.โ
His hands are on you, gripping your ass with a desperation that makes you mewl out. His fingers dig in, rough and possessive, and the way heโs groping you, like he canโt get enough, makes you want to never stop. Each time you move, his hands flex, squeezing and pulling you down onto his cock, it has you practically whining with every bounce.
โYouโre driving me crazy. Just look at you, taking me so good.โ
His grip tightens as you roll your hips, pushing your ass back against his hands, the pressure sending a jolt of pleasure straight through you. Youโre completely lost in the rhythm now, grinding down on him like youโre in heat, the friction of his cock inside you and the way his pubic hairs rub against your swollen clit making you lightheaded.
And then, out of nowhere, his hand comes down hard.
The sting of his palm smacking your cheek sends a shock through your body, and you gaspโhalf surprise, half pleasure. Itโs rough, but fuck, it feels divine. Your head snaps forward, and you moan, the sound coming out needy.ย
โYou like that, huh?โ Rafe growls, a smile playing on his lips as he watches you react. His voice is thick with satisfaction, knowing exactly what he just did to you.ย โBeing spanked?โ
You bite your lip and nod, too far gone to be shy. "Yes," you pant, your voice shaky with need. "Do it again."
He doesnโt need to be told twice. His hand comes down again, harder this time, it makes your skin burn and clench around him. The pleasure spikes, white-hot, and you moan louder, your body arching into his.
"Fuck, you're so sexy like this," He groans, watching you with hooded eyes, clearly loving how much youโre enjoying it.
You practically whimper, the combination of pain and pleasure sending you spiraling. Youโre riding him like youโre losing your mind, your thighs burning. The way his hand soothes your skin, kneading the tender area where he just spanked you, makes you want to do this every single day for the rest of your life.
You lean forward, bracing your hands on his chest as he bucks his hips, meeting your movements with his own, driving deeper inside you. Itโs too much and not enough all at once.
โYou feel so good,โ you hiss as you rock your hips faster. His tip hits that perfect spot deep inside you, again and again.
His eyes flick between your face and where youโre connected, and you can tell heโs close too. His grip tightens on you, nails digging into your skin like heโs afraid to let go.
โYouโre killing me, baby,โ he rasps, voice hoarse, โFuck, youโre so good.ย Youโre gonna make me come.โ
Feeling you wrapped around him like thatโso fucking tight, so warmโhe canโt fucking stand it. Every time you slide back down, taking him all the way like you're made for it, he feels his mind slipping. It's like he's losing control, just hanging on for dear life, and every little throb around him pulls him closer to his orgasm, it makes him feel dangerously close to delirium.ย
He uses one of his hands to grip and knead at the fat of your hip. You let out a high-pitched squeal and clench around him.ย "Baby," you cry out, pretty tears collecting on your lash line.ย
He pinches your chin lightly, rubbing the pad of his thumb against your skin, โYou have to be quiet, pretty,โ you glance up at your boyfriend, โThe walls are thin, and you canโtโโ
You interrupt him by leaning down and kissing him sloppily. You swirl your tongue around his, feeling the way his cock throbs inside you as he grinds up into you, hitting that spot every single time.
The sloppy kiss you planted on him shuts him up, but only for a second. His lips slide against yours, his tongue swirling in that messy, desperate way that makes your head spin. He groans into your mouth, rough and low, like heโs losing the control heโs trying to hold onto. His hand slides from your chin to the back of your neck, holding you in place as you ride him faster, bouncing harder on his cock.
โLook at you,โ he grits, pulling back just enough to watch the way your face twists in pleasure. The way you clench down on him makes him groan, his grip on your neck tightening just a bit as his other hand lands another sharp slap on your ass.โYou like when I fuck you like this, huh?โ
You whine against his lips, your body trembling as he thrusts up harder, meeting each of your desperate bounces. You can feel the pressure building inside you, ready to snap.ย
His hand slides between your bodies, his thumb finding your clit, rubbing tight, quick circles that make you drop your head forward, laying on your body on top of his. You canโt stop the way you grind down harder on him, chasing that final push.
โFuck, baby,โ you gasp, barely able to push the words out. โIโm gonnaโโ
And then youโre gone, falling into that mind-numbing pleasure as you come hard around him, your whole body shaking, thighs tightening around his as your orgasm crashes over you. Youโre clenching around his cock, the feeling making him curse under his breath, his hips bucking up into you as he chases his release.
He rams up into you, full force, his breath coming out in harsh, irregular pants. โIโm right there,โ he groans, โGonna fill you up, you want that?โ
You can barely nod, still lost in the aftershocks of your orgasm, but thatโs all he needs. With one final, deep thrust, he comes hard inside you, groaning your name as he spills into you. His hands grip you tight, holding you down on his length as he empties himself into you, his whole-body twitching with the intensity of his release
His hands roam lazily over your back, the touch slow, like he doesnโt want it to end. Heโs still inside you, softening, but neither of you make a move to separate.
His lips press a few lazy kisses against your shoulder, his breath warm against your skin as he murmurs. โYouโre somethinโ else, you know that?โ
You smile weakly, too blissed out to respond, and nuzzle into the crook of his neck.ย After a few minutes, you reluctantly lift yourself off him, a soft whimper escaping your lips at the loss of connection. Rafe lets out a content sigh, his hands still trailing down your sides as you move.
You flop down next to him, breath still shallow, your head resting on his chest. He immediately pulls you close, his arm wrapping around you, holding you tight.His hand stops moving, resting on your back, and you feel his chest rise as he takes a deep breath.
"My mom left when I was seven," he says, voice oddly quiet, almost hesitant, like heโs not sure where to start. It almost feels like heโs talking to himself more than to you. Heโs lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling, one arm slung across his stomach, the other still lightly resting on your waist.
You lift your head, looking up at him, but you stay quiet, giving him space to talk.ย
โShe justโฆ up and left. Told me she was going to visit some family and never came back.โ He lets out a short, bitter laugh, his chest rising and falling against you. โI used to sit at the window for weeks, thinking maybe Iโd see her pull up one day. But she didnโt. She never did. And I thought, you know, for a long time, maybe it was me. Like, maybe if Iโd been better, she wouldโve stayed. I donโt knowโkids think dumb shit like that, right?โ
You feel your heart tighten at the pain in his voice, and you reach up, brushing your fingertips against his chest. He doesnโt look at you, but you can feel him lean into the touch just a little.
โAnd Wardโฆ fuck, Ward didnโt know what to do with us. He just buried himself in work, left me to deal with Sarah and Weezie. I didnโt know what the fuck I was doing. I was just a kid myself. I never accepted that responsibility, just kept running away from it.โ
You can tell this is hard for him. His hand tightens slightly around your waist, like he needs to feel youโre still there.
โWhen I was sixteen... I started doing coke. Barryโyeah,ย thatย Barryโhe used to sell it to me. Just to take the edge off, you know? Numb it all out. Wardโs expectations, Mom being gone, having to pretend like I had my shit together when I didnโt. I didnโt care about anything but getting high.โ
He pauses, swallowing hard, his jaw tightening. You can tell this part of his story is the hardest to tell.
โI fucked up a lot. Scared the shit out of my sisters. Iโd disappear for days sometimes, come home all strung out, and SarahโGod, Sarah would just look at me like... like she didnโt even know me anymore. Weezie was too young to get it, but Sarah? She knew.โ He lets out a shaky breath, โI saw what it was doinโ to them. Saw how Sarah would flinch every time I walked through the door like she was waiting for the next disaster.ย It got badโreal bad.โ
His voice drops even lower, almost like heโs ashamed.
โI didnโt want to be that guy anymore. The one scaring my little sisters, acting like a piece of shit. So I went to rehab. Didnโt tell anyone where I was going, justโฆ left. I needed to get clean, for them. For me, too, I guess.โ
He pauses, looking at you now, his blue eyes filled with something vulnerable, something that almost breaks your heart.
โI didnโt think Iโd ever get out of it, but I did. Been clean since. That doesnโt mean Iโve figured everything out, though.ย Iโm still... fuck, Iโm still a mess most days.โ
Heโs never opened up to you like this beforeโnot like this.You reach out and run your fingers through his hair, the simple gesture calming him a little. He leans into your touch, closing his eyes for a moment.ย
โYou probably didnโt sign up for all this shit,โ he says with a half-smirk, trying to lighten the mood. โMe, my addiction, all that.โ
He opens his eyes, looking at you like heโs waiting for somethingโmaybe for you to tell him you canโt handle it. But you donโt say that. Instead, you brush your thumb across his cheek, โI signed up forย you,ย Rafe. All of you.โ
โI donโt talk about this shit much. Guess I didnโt think anyone cared enough to hear it.โ
You move, propping yourself up on your elbow so you can look him the eyes properly,. โI care,โ you say, your voice full of conviction. โI care about all of it. Iโm here forย you.โ
He canโt believe what heโs hearing.ย
His hand moves to hold your cheek, pulling you down to meet his lips in a slow, tender kiss. When he pulls back, his forehead rests against yours.
โYou have no idea what you mean to me.โ
He kisses you again, this time deeper, his hand sliding up the back of your neck, fingers tangling in your hair.
His lips trail from your mouth, pressing lazy kisses down your jaw, over your neck. He shifts, pulling you closer, your body molding perfectly to his. โI donโt deserve you,โ he mutters, his lips hovering over your collarbone.
You shake your head, resting a hand on his chest. โYou do. You deserve someone whoโs gonna be there for you.โ
โI donโt know what Iโd do without you.โย
You know this is a side of Rafe not many people seeโprobably no one else does.ย
โGood thing you wonโt have to find out.โ
โYou make it sound so easy,โ he murmurs, his lips twitching into a small smile that doesnโt quite reach his eyes. โYouโre the best thing thatโs ever happened to me,โ he says suddenly, the words spilling out of him in this quiet, almost reverent way.
You canโt help the soft laugh that escapes you as you lean down, pressing a kiss to his nose. โStop, youโre gonna make me cry.โ
He chuckles softly, pulling you closer again, his arms wrapping securely around you. His cheek rests against the top of your head. Youโre not going anywhere.ย And neither is he.
Rafe lets out a disbelieving laugh, running a hand over his face. โI canโt believe your pussy made me trauma dump after sex.โ
The crudeness of it makes you roll your eyes.
โYeah?โ You tease lightly, โThat what youโre calling it?โ
He swallows, feeling that familiar tightness in his throat, but it doesnโt feel as suffocating this time. Youโre still here. โNo. Itโs...you. Justโbeing you.โ
He doesnโt know how to say it any better, doesnโt know how to put into words what it means to finally be seen โ not as the perfect son, not as a ticking time bomb โ just as Rafe.
But you peck him, simple and sweet.
โI guess Iโll just keep being me.โ
The next morning youโre standing in the kitchen, lazily pouring milk over your cereal, still a little giddy from the night before. Rafe left earlier, before anyone was up, whining about how he wished he could stay longer.
As you take a spoon, your sister walks in with Milo perched on her hip, rubbing sleep from his eyes. Monica stops in her tracks, a sly smile creeping across her face.
โNice hickey you got there,โ she says, raising an eyebrow and gesturing toward your neck.
You choke on your cereal like an idiot.
โUh, itโs just a... a bug bite! A really aggressive bug bite,โ you stammer, trying to sound convincing as you awkwardly touch your neck.
Right, youโd forgotten about that after round three this morning.
She laughs, clearly not buying it. โRight. And when am I meeting him? Are you gonna make him sneak through the window again?โ
You canโt help but giggle at the mental image. โDonโt know what youโre talking about.โ
Monica rolls her eyes, clearly enjoying this way too much. โWhatโs next? Is he going to slide down a fire escape to avoid us?โ
You smirk back, shaking your head. โOnly if you promise not to scare him off with your โget-to-know-my-sisterโ interrogation.โ
Milo, oblivious to the banter, tugs at your sisterโs hair. โMommy, can I have a snack?โ
โJust finish getting ready for pre-school, buddy!โ She turns back to you, still wearing that teasing grin. โSeriously though, when do I get to meet this guy? I need to know if heโs worthy of you.โ
You shrug playfully, trying to keep your expression neutral. โWeโll see. Maybe next time he sneaks through the window, you can just happen to be in the living room.โ
She gasps in mock horror. โOh no, imagine the chaos! I might just scare him away on purpose.โ
You canโt help but laugh, shaking your head. โYouโre terrible.โ
โTerribly excited! You better let me know when heโs back. I want to be ready to intimidate him.โ
โNoted!โ You wave her off, still grinning, secretly glad that your sister is supportiveโeven if she loves to poke fun at you.
For some reason, it doesnโt scare one bit thinking about Rafe meeting Monica and Milo.
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โฎ werecoyote!San ร fem chipmunk hybrid!Reader wc: 2.9k summary: Sanโs favorite thing about his roommate is that as a hybrid, she triggers his prey drive which makes him want to chase her around their apartment, and even if itโs not her favorite thing ever, she doesnโt mind indulging him. It usually ends with her pinned on the couch or wall before San will playfully nip at her and let her go but this time, it ends with her pinned against his bed, triggering more than just his predator drive. genres/themes/au: fluff, smut; supernatural, horror, thriller; non idol au, monster idol au warnings: adult dialogue, female hybrid reader, supernatural and horror themes, MC is scared of San for like a brief moment, mentions of: fear, hiding + seek; sexual content (18+ mdni), see smut warnings under the cut! taglist has been moved to reblogs join my taglists! kinktober taglist is CLOSED! Strikethrough means I cannot tag you.ย MINORS WILL BE BLACKLISTED & BLOCKED. AGELESS BLOGS WILL ALSO BE BLOCKED.
a/n:ย this San was an absolute joy to write and I absolutely adore this couple. I may or may not come back to them in the future but only time will tell! Only two more parts in the original line up after this and they're both Seventeen! This has been a wild ride from start to finish and I'm sad to see this come to a close but excited to move onto new things! The days that have been skipped will be added on at the very end (Mingyu, Woosung, Hongjoong, Wooyoung, Jisung, & Christian) so please stick around for those! If you'd like to see what I've got planned for the holidays and rest of the year, please stay tuned for the final parts of Kinktober! Thank you so much for reading and as always, this is a work of fiction and all characters are not reflective of their respective irl counterparts. for entertainment purposes only.
smut warnings: teratophilia (aka monsterfucking), predator/prey dynamics, hybrid!Reader, oral (f receiving), biting (f receiving), unprotected sex (donโt do this pls), use of pet names (hers: little squirrel, baby; his: Sannie),ย and that's all of them! If I missed any, please let me know and I'll fix it! kinks: predator/prey + hybrids dialogue prompt: โโ Why are you shaking? Youโre not scared of me are you? โโ
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โCome out, Y/N,โ San called, his voice low and full of excitement as he stalked through the house, keeping his eyes open and listening for even the slightest movement. He stopped, turning slowly on the spot as his eyes swept the hall. He raised his head, taking a few sniffs, the smell of your sweet scent mixed with the stench of fear permeating the air.
He followed the smell, moving slowly and cautiously while listening for any movement or any sound.
This had become the new norm, coming home from a stressful day at work to the house you shared together and spending the weekend playing this little game of hide and seek. It helped him with his insane predator drive.
Most of his friends had said it was a bad idea, moving into a house with a chipmunk hybrid but you and San had been best friends since you were kids despite your differences. San would never hurt you. You were far too precious to him. He just liked to chase you around and hunt you down to let the predator drive out of his system so he could enjoy the rest of the weekend and spend the week not worrying about it. As he moved, keeping his steps as light as possible, he passed the door to the laundry room where he was hit with a sudden blast of your scent. San hesitated, turning towards the open door. He cautiously leaned in, peering into the room. He stepped in, checking every hiding place he could think of.
As he was searching under the counter in the hamper, a creak overhead caught his attention. A grin spread over his face as he exited the laundry room, darting down the hall and climbing the steps as quietly as possible. Your scent was even stronger up here and he was certain you were hiding somewhere on the second floor.
It was only a matter of time before he found you.
Your tail twitched nervously as you hid in the darkness of your closet, hiding deep in the corner behind clothes hanging and your hamper. Youโd taken a few blankets and pillows off the top shelf and stacked them in front of the hamper and sat down in the small area between the wall and the hamper.
It was a good hiding spot, one youโd never used before so you hoped San would have a harder time finding you, especially after purposely leaving your scent all over the house.
Initially, you had taken cover under your bed when you had gotten his text that he was on his way home from work. You worked from home so it wasnโt an issue. You quickly went around the house, peeling off your clothes and leaving them in random places like the laundry room, the garage, the pantry, his room, the office, and even the closet downstairs by the front door.
Youโd raced upstairs, pulled on clean clothes and scurried under the bed, leaving your phone on silent, turning off the vibration and turning down the brightness. Your bed had one of those frilly bed skirts that hid the underside of your bed and you from view.
You stayed there for at least an hour before you heard the front door open and Sanโs voice calling out, announcing his arrival. Not that he expected you to answer. He knew you were already hiding and ready to run at any given moment. He had a method to his search with this game you played. He always started in the garage. Not that there were many places to hide but he still took his time searching thoroughly before moving onto the basement which was only accessible from the garage.
If you had wanted to change hiding spaces. This is where you would have done it. But as you contemplated, you ran out of time and heard him exit the garage entirely, shutting the door behind him. You could hear him move through the house, no doubt following the scent of your expertly placed bait in the form of flinging your clothes into random rooms.
You heard him call out again, telling you to come out but you knew that he knew you werenโt going to do anything of the sort. No, he needed to find you. That was the point of this game. You decided the bed was no longer a good hiding spot and considered leaving your room entirely but as you made your way to the door, the floorboard creaked and you cursed mentally.
You knew San would have heard it and immediately made for your closet which was where you were currently sitting as he climbed the stairs. Despite being as quiet as possible, you could still hear the wood give under his weight. After hearing his steps carry him past the office and his room, you heard the door to your room creak open and San slowly entered the room.
โYouโre in here, arenโt you little squirrel?โ he whispered, a tone of excitement in his voice. You stayed quiet as he neared the closet, sniffing before he threw the doors open. โAre you in here?โ he whispered, starting to move your clothes aside but somehow he missed you cowering behind the hamper as he pulled back and shut the doors.
โOr are you under the bed?โ
As he made his way to the bed, you quietly and carefully moved from behind the hamper, making sure not to make a sound as he neared your bed. You watched through the slats of the closet doors as he slowly knelt down beside your bed. โThe scent is strong here,โ he murmured as he reached a hand down to grab the edge of the ruffled bed skirt.
You quietly turned the knob of the closet door, making sure to keep quiet as he leaned down to peer under the bed. Once he was part of the way under your bed, you threw open the closet door and bolted for the door with a squeak. San let out a whoop and gave chase but you were took quick, darting into his room and sliding under the bed.
San followed you into the room and as he dove for the bed, you scrambled out from under it as he tumbled over the opposite side of the bed as you made a break for the door. San was hot on your tail as you tried to take the turn to head down the hall for the stairs. He tried to catch you but you ducked, slipping from his grip as you doubled back for your room as he tried to scramble to his feet.
You made it to your room but before you could find a hiding place, San tackled you onto your bed, laughing as you tried to wriggle free. โNot this time, little squirrel,โ he said as he wrestled with you. Your ears flattened back against your head as you tried to free yourself from his iron grip.
โIโll bite you!โ you threatened, your voice coming out as a squeak. San laughed as he overpowered you easily, pinning you down against your mattress as he held your wrists on either side of your head. โSo feisty today,โ San said as he stared down at you, that familiar excitement in his eyes as you tried to squirm out from under him.
The two of you stared at one another, your ears flattened against your hair. San tilted his head, a wolfish grin appearing on his face in place of the smile that had been there before. โYouโre shaking,โ he noted, moving his hands up to yours, lacing his fingers with yours but keeping them pinned against the bed. โWhy are you shaking?โ he whispered as he leaned closer. โYouโre not scared of me, are you?โ
You said nothing but he chuckled, knowing he was right. On a normal day, San was anything but scary but during these moments, when he had you pinned with that excited look in his eye, your subconscious couldnโt tell what was real and what was pretend. For a brief moment, you truly were scared. San leaned down, using his weight to hold you down.
โSan,โ you whined as he pressed his nose against the skin under the shell of your ear, inhaling deeply. You felt him nip at your neck, his teeth grazing over your pulse point. The feeling of his lips against your skin and his weight on top of you had an unintended side effect and as he moved, his groin brushed against your cloth covered sex and you let out a moan.
The atmosphere changed in an instant, almost like with the snap of your fingers. San lifted his head, eyes meeting yours. In addition to the excitement, there was curiosity, confusion, and what you could only assume arousal. โY/N,โ he started, his voice soft as you stared up at him, cheeks burning in embarrassment, heat pooling in the pit of your stomach as your shorts started to grow damp.
โAre youโฆ turned on right now?โ he asked. Before you could answer him and try to deny it, his pupils widened as he sniffed the air. โOh,โ he finally said, chuckling darkly. โYou are,โ he confirmed as the scent of sexual arousal started to fill the room. โSweet little squirrel,โ he murmured as he moved your hands above your head, holding your wrists with one hand as the other moved to cup your cheek.
โLikes it when I hunt her down? When I chase her? When I overpower and pin her down?โ he asked, his thumb moving to brush over your bottom lip. โWhy did you tell me sooner?โ he asked as his eyes dipped down to look at your lips. โWe could have implemented a new part to this game.โ
โWh-what part?โ you asked, stuttering over your words as his hand slid down the side of your neck. โHad I known, I could have spent more time teasing you after catching you instead of immediately letting you go,โ he continued, his eyes widening suddenly as he came to a realization you were about to hear.
โIs that why you always insisted on taking a shower afterwards?โ he asked, chuckling as he leaned closer, his lips mere inches from yours. โNeeded time to rub one out before you could face me again? Wash yourself off so I wouldnโt smell how much I affected you? And all this time, I thought it was just the smell of fear coming off you. Never would have expected it to be the scent of lust, too.โ
You let out a whine, staring up at him and trying to free your hands. His grip tightened. Sanโs lips ghosted over yours. โI just need you to answer one thing,โ he whispered, his breath hot against your face. โDo you want me to stop?โ
You stared up at him, your heart beating against your chest. That was a good question. Did you want him to stop? After all, San was your housemate and your oldest friend, not your boyfriend. You lived together. If you said yes, you didnโt know how to come back from this. You werenโt sure if you could ever partake in this game of his ever again but If you said no, then everything would change between you. So you asked yourself again; did you want him to stop?
You shook your head. โAbsolutely not,โ you whispered, eyes flickering between his. โDonโt you dare stop Choi San.โ With your permission to continue, San let out a relieved groan, capturing your lips in a surprisingly gentle kiss as he released your wrists, moving his hands to the sides of your neck as he parted your lips, allowing his tongue to slip into your mouth, groaning at the taste.
You let out a whimper as you felt him rut against you, grinding against your cloth covered core. โMmmfmmh,โ San mumbled against your lips and you moved your hand to his chest. โWhat?โ you asked incredulously. โI said do that again,โ he whispered as his hands moved down to your hips, pulling you against him as he grinded against you again.
You let out a moan, head falling back against the mattress. San leaned over, pressing kisses down the side of your neck to your exposed collar. โCan I take this off?โ he asked, fingers skimming the lacy hem of your tank top. You nodded, pulling your bottom lip between your teeth as he sat back, hands sliding up your sides. He pushed the fabric up until he could tug it off, tossing it aside and leaving you half naked under him.ย
You hadnโt had time to put on a bra or bralette when you dressed in haste earlier and now you felt extremely exposed under his heated gaze, moving your hands to cover yourself out of instinct but San grabbed your wrists and pulled them away. โDonโt,โ he said simply, giving you a pointed look.
โDonโt you dare hide yourself from me,โ he added as he leaned over pressing a kiss to your collar, leaving a trail of scorched skin as he kissed his way down your chest, stopping to take one of your pet nipples in his mouth, the tip of his tongue swirling around the nub before he sucked lightly.
You let out a gasp as you felt his teeth lightly graze the sensitive flesh, your fingers tangling in his hair as you guided one of his hands up to your neglected breast. He cupped the mound, kneading gently as he teased your nipple, drawing soft moans and whimpers from you.
He pulled back, dragging his tongue over your skin before he glanced up at you, giving you a grin and a wink before he continued kissing down your stomach until he settled between your thighs. He met your gaze, kissing over your thin shorts. โNo panties?โ he asked, raising an eyebrow. โI didnโt have time to put them on,โ you whined, cheeks burning in embarrassment once more.
You heard San chuckle before you felt his tongue press against you over the fabric. โIโm just teasing you, baby,โ he murmured as his hands moved to your hips, fingers curling under the elastic of your shorts and starting to pull them down. You lifted your hips as he slid them off, leaving you truly bare and exposed to him, the cool air of your room hitting your throbbing heat.
San licked his lips as he settled back down, eyeing your glistening cunt as he spread your folds. โYou have no idea how many times Iโve fantasized about this,โ he said in a low voice as his tongue slipped out, licking a wide strip up your sex before he licked his lips once more. โTastes better than you smell. Almost sweet,โ he added.
You tried to respond but your words died in your throat, replaced with a moan as you felt his lips wrap around your clit, the tip of his tongue teasing it as he threw himself into it. Your cheeks and neck were burning from embarrassment from the sounds he was making. Groans and grunts as well as lewd slurping sounds came from him as he ate you out like he was starving.
Your thighs tried to close around his head as he drove you closer and closer to orgasm but he held them open, giving your clit a few more slow licks as he looked up to meet your gaze through heavy lidded eyes. โSaaaaan,โ you whine, head falling back. He chuckled, his breath hot against your sex. โYouโre so cute when you whine,โ he said as he pulled away, kissing up your stomach and between your breasts before taking you in a searing kiss.ย
You tasted yourself on his tongue as his hands moved to your hips. โRoll over for me.โ he whispered against your lips. You did as he asked as he pulled back, peeling his own clothes off until he was just as naked. He reached over you, grabbing one of your pillows and folding it in half. โLift your hips for me, little squirrel,โ he said. You did as he said, lifting your hips so he could slip the pillow under your stomach.
You rested against it, your ass propped up as he moved behind you, spreading your legs with his knees. โYou sure about this?โ he asked as he took his cock in his hand, giving it a few strokes and spreading the precum that gathered at the tip as you nodded. โYes,โ you breathed. โPlease Sannie,โ you added, wiggling your hips, your tail swishing out of the way.
San guided the head of his cock to your slit, brushing the tip against your sex, gathering the wetness that was basically dripping out of you before pushing into you. โOh fuck,โ he hissed as your walls sucked him in, guiding him deeper until he bottomed out. โS-Sannie,โ you whimpered into the sheets, fingers curling into the material as your cunt stretched around his cock.
โYou okay, baby?โ San asked, thumbs rubbing soothing circles into your skin. You nodded silently, licking your dry lips. โI need to hear you say it, little squirrel,โ San said, squeezing your hips. โYes,โ you answered immediately. โIโm okay. F-feels so good,โ you gasped as you felt him start to pull out. He gave you a hard thrust, hips snapping forward and his skin hitting yours, making you cry out.
โThat hurt?โ he asked, stroking your skin gently. You shook your head. โN-no,โ you replied. โFeel good, Sannie. Just surprised me, thatโs all.โ San leaned over, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. โGood,โ he murmured, giving you another harsh thrust and quickly setting a rough and relentless pace as he rocked into you, his cock repeatedly hitting your sweet spot over and over.
โCause we have a long night ahead of us, little squirrel.โ
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is it casual now? เฟ เฟ*:๏ฝฅ๏พ
modern sev x reader au: after a shitty day at work, you go to the beach to release some stress, only for a certain coworker to show up.
series masterpost: floating wc: 4.2k author's note: everything that happened in this fic did actually happen with a girl I was seeing LMAOO (except for the kiss cause i was too shy) but iโve been wanting to write an ode to this memory for so long! though the title was named after casual by chappell roan, i actually don't recommend you listen to it when you read this because this is anything but casual ~ My Song Recommendation
Sev: Why are you at the beach at 11PM? You: ? You: Why can't I be? Sev: Because it closes at 12am Sev: And you said before you don't go out past 11PM on workdays You: I didn't know you worked for the beach patrol Sev: Lol
You stare at your phone screen, watching the three message dots bounce back and forth. You know you're being an asshole, but you can't help the snappiness in your tone. Sevika never cared or talked to you outside of work before, so why does she suddenly care now?
The typing bubbles disappear and relief washes over you, but a small, masochistic part of you wishes she'd actually sent something.
Sev: Are you good?
The three-word question glares at you from the screen.ย
Are you good? Absolutely not.ย
But this is Sev, the woman who doesn't bother with greetings or a courtesy "How are you" despite working together for months. How do you answer a question that could unravel the emotions you're barely keeping at bay, especially to someone who's never asked before?
You: Yeahย You: I'll go soon so you don't have to stalk my location haha Sev: Alright
You stare at the tiny message bubble until the blue light stings your eyes. Finally, you shut off your phone and toss it onto your makeshift blanket.
The beach is eerily quiet save for the rhythmic crashing of waves against the shore. The moon hangs low in the sky, casting a silvery glow across the water and illuminating the foam as it rushes up the sand. You sit there as the incident at work replays in your mind for the hundredth time. Your head server's harsh words, the embarrassment of being scolded in public, the shame from how quick you were brought to tears - it all comes rushing back, making your chest tighten.ย
The cool sand beneath your fingers grounds you somewhat and you inhale deeply, letting the briny scent of the ocean fill your lungs.ย
A cool breeze picks up, causing goosebumps to rise on your arms. You shiver as you sit there, feeling small and vulnerable, and you can't help but wonder how you'll face everyone tomorrow. The thought makes your stomach churn, and you close your eyes, trying to shut out the world for just a little longer.
As you close your eyes, a new sound cuts through the sounds of waves crashing against the shore. The crunch of rubber tires over pebbles grows louder, and suddenly, a bright light washes over you. You squint, momentarily blinded by the harsh glare of headlights.
"You really had to make me search for you, Pagli?"
Your head whips around in shock, eyes wide as you see Sevika stepping out of her car. You scramble to your feet, brushing sand from your clothes.
"Sev? What are youโ You didn't have to come here," you protest.
She approaches with a casual shrug. "Well, too bad, cause I was near here anyways. Had to make sure you weren't drowning or joining a beach cult."
You can't help but let out a small, incredulous laugh. "A beach cult? Really?"
"Hey, you never know," Sevika retorts with a smirk. "I donโt know what you like to do late at night."
You shake your head, trying to maintain your composure. "I appreciate the concern, but I'm fine. You should go home."
"Nah, I think I'll stick around," she says, plopping down on the sand next to where you were sitting. "Unless you've got some secret midnight rituals planned?"
You roll your eyes, but feel your resolve weakening. "You're stubborn as hell, you know that?"
"Part of my charm," Sevika replies with a wink. "Now, are you gonna sit back down, or do I have to drag you?"
After a moment's hesitation, you sigh and lower yourself back onto the sand. "Fine, you win. But don't expect me to be good company."
"Wouldn't dream of it," Sevika says softly, her tone gentler than before. "But I'm here if you want to talk. Or not talk. Whatever you need."
โIโm good.โย You replied.
โFine with me.โย
As you sit in silence, Sevika reaches into her pocket and pulls out a joint. You can't help but shake your head in disbelief.
"You're unbelievable," you mutter.
She glances at you, eyebrow raised. "What?"
"Do you just have an unlimited source of that or something?"
Sevika just shrugs, a small smirk playing on her lips as she places the joint between them. As she fumbles for her lighter, she catches you staring and pauses.
"Do you want some?" she offers casually.
You hesitate, fingers fidgeting in the sand. "No... uh, I never tried."
Her eyebrows shoot up in surprise. "Serious?"
"Yeah," you admit, feeling a bit self-conscious.
Sevika's expression softens slightly. "Well, Pagli, I'm in a sharing mood, so..."
You shake your head quickly. "Nah, I'm gonna embarrass myself. I don't know how to..."
"It's easy," she assures you. "Just inhale, hold it for a bit, and release."
You eye the joint warily. "Uh, shit... Yeah sure."
Instead of handing it over, Sevika brings the joint to her lips and lights it. You watch intently as she demonstrates, her cheeks hollowing slightly as she inhales. She holds it for a moment, then slowly exhales a stream of smoke into the night air.
Your eyes are fixed on her, taking in every detail of the process. There's something almost mesmerizing about the way the smoke curls from her lips, dissipating into the darkness.
Sevika turns to you, holding out the joint. "Your turn, if you want."
You hesitate, your heart racing a little. Part of you wants to refuse, to play it safe knowing that you wouldnโt risk humiliation in front of your coworker when you end up messing up, but another part of you was just completely over this day.
Slowly, you reach out and take the joint from her fingers, your skin brushing against hers for a brief moment.
You take the joint, bringing it to your lips with nervous anticipation. Trying to mimic Sevika's actions, you inhale deeply. Immediately, your eyes go wide as the smoke hits your lungs. You start coughing violently, your throat burning.
To your surprise, Sevika gently pats your back. "It's okay, Pagli! Damn. You just gotta practice some more."
As your coughing subsides, you realize this is the most Sevika has ever talked to you. It's oddly comforting, despite your embarrassment. You hand the joint back to her and she casually takes a puff, with her head leaning back slightly as she exhales.
"You're not cold?"
"No, why?" you ask, puzzled.
She gestures at your outfit. "Because you haven't changed out of your work uniform."
Instead of answering - because you know where that conversation would lead - you reach for the joint again. This time, you focus intently on mimicking Sevika's technique. You inhale, hold it for a moment, and exhale. There's still a slight cough, but it's significantly better than your first attempt.
"Hell yeah!" you exclaim, feeling a small surge of pride. "I sorta did it!"
Sevika gives you a half-grin that makes your heart skip a beat. "See? You're gonna be a pro soon." She pauses, her grin widening slightly. "But you're gonna get super hungry later at this rate."
Your eyes widen as realization hits you. "Oh fuck, you're right. I didn't bring any food," you say, a slight pout forming on your lips.
"I brought something," she offers, "but in exchange, you have to tell me what's going on."
You roll your eyes, you werenโt going to fall for that. "I can deal with it."
"Fine," she shrugs, "then no more." She makes a motion as if to put out the joint.
"What? I'm still practicing!" you protest. "What happened to trying to get me to the pro league?"
Sevika just laughs, the sound unexpectedly warm. "Sorry, there's an entry fee."
You sigh, knowing you're cornered. "Fine," you mutter, then barely above a whisper, add, "I fucked up bad at work today."
Her expression turns serious. "What do you mean?"
Taking a deep breath, you tucked a stray hair behind your ear and avoided eye contact. "There was this creepy guy at one of my tables. He kept specifically asking for random things like more napkins or refills, and I knew why he did that." You shudder slightly at the memory. "I wanted to switch with a male server, but we were too booked so I just tried to bear with it.ย I didnโt think he would cross any lines since it looked like he was with family too."
Sevika listens intently as you continue, "It got too far when he kept making me uncomfortable, saying he would tip well if I gave him my number." Your hands clenched into fists in the sand. "So after I came back, I... I 'accidentally' spilled water on him."
You can't meet Sevika's eyes as you finish, "I knew it was unprofessional and petty, but I was so frustrated. After getting yelled at by the head server, it kind of hit me what I did."
As you fall silent, you feel a mix of shame and lingering anger. You wait anxiously for Sevika's response, afraid to see judgment in her eyes.
But Sevika's response catches you off guard. "He deserved it," she says firmly.
Your eyes widen in surprise. "Huh? But I made a mess because I couldn't keep my emotions in check. You know there are always going to be horrible customers..."
She cuts you off with a shake of her head. "Nah, he deserved it. It's a shame you couldn't stay to watch when I kicked him out and announced that he was trying to grope one of our servers in front of his entire family and the restaurant."
You stare at her incredulously for a moment before bursting out laughing. "No way? You actually did that?"
Sevika shrugs nonchalantly. "What's Silco gonna do? I'm the best general manager he's got." She pauses, a prideful glint in her eye. "Though our head server might need a bit of retraining."
You can't believe what you're hearing. Sev, the Sev, actually stood up for you. A wave of gratitude washes over you, and you suddenly feel shy.
"Thank you... for that," you murmur. "It meant a lot."
She just nods in response, a comfortable silence falling between you. Sevika passes you the joint again, and this time when you take a hit, you manage to do it without coughing.ย
"I did it!" you exclaim, unable to contain your enthusiasm.
"Look at you, you might get into the Olympics next." She teased.
The tension from earlier completely dissipated, and you can't help but feel a newfound appreciation for Sevika.
"Okay, you gotta slow down now. This is your first time," Sevika warns, pulling the joint away as you reach for it again.
"Nooo, give it," you whine, making a half-hearted grab for it.
She shakes her head firmly. "Nuh-uh." Sevika puts out the joint despite your protests.ย Then, without warning, she announces, "I'm lying down."
"What?" you ask, confused by the sudden change.
Sevika doesn't respond, just leans back onto an apron acting as your beach blanket. After a moment's hesitation, you did the same. It's only now that you realize how close she is. You can see the rise and fall of her chest, steady and rhythmic.
You close your eyes, letting the sensations wash over you. "Do you hear that?" you murmur. "The waves sound amazing." A small giggle escapes your lips.
"It's hitting you now," Sevika observes, amusement coloring her voice.
"Shhh, Sev. Listen," you insist, your voice barely above a whisper.ย If only you didnโt close your eyes at that moment, because then you wouldโve seen the shy smile appear on her lips at the nickname that she only lets you use on her.
As you concentrate on the sound of the waves, you became aware that you're also following the pattern of Sevika's breathing. It's oddly comforting, this synchronicity between her, you, and the ocean.
Curiosity gets the better of you, and you dare to look over at her. Your breath catches in your throat as you realize she's staring at you with those stormy gray eyes that never seem to reveal anything. The intensity of her gaze sends a jolt through you, triggering an immediate panic.
You sit up abruptly, your heart racing. Sevika follows, concern etched on her previously relaxed face. "What's wrong?"
"Uh, I'm hungry," you blurt out, desperate for a distraction.
Sevika just laughs, the sound rich and warm. "Here, Iโm glad I brought this," she says, reaching into her pocket. She pulls out a colorful bag of sour gummy worms, the plastic crinkling loudly in the quiet night.
The sight of the candy, so unexpectedly bright in contrast to Sevika's stoic character, makes you laugh. You watch as she pulls out a gummy worm, the candy stretching slightly before she bites into it. The casual act feels strangely intimate in this moment, and you find yourself transfixed by the movement of her jaw as she chews.
"Want one?" she asks, holding out the bag to you.
Your fingers brush against hers as you reach for a candy, sending another small shiver through you. As you pop the gummy worm into your mouth, the burst of sour flavor feels like a shock against your tongue.
While you devoured practically half the bag, Sevika stretches languidly before lying back down on the sand. You followed suit, turning to face her. This time, feeling way less sober than the beginning, you don't shy away from her gaze.
You notice one of her usually tucked fringes has come loose, falling softly across her forehead. Your fingers twitch with the urge to brush it back, but you manage to restrain yourself.
Sevika's eyes are fixed on you, her expression softer than you've ever seen it. "I'm tired," she mumbles, her voice low and slightly husky. "I want to sleep... this feels nice."
A dopey smile spreads across your face at the sight of her uncharacteristic vulnerability. "Do it," you encourage gently.
"Wake me up in a bit?" she asks, her eyelids already starting to droop.
"Of course," you assure her.
As Sevika's eyes close, you sit there, taking in the moment. You listened to the rhythm of her breathing mix with the sound of the waves and the refreshing sea breeze.ย
Suddenly, Sevika makes a noise that's almost like a whine. "It's cold," she murmurs, not opening her eyes.
"Really?" you ask, surprised.
"Yeah," she confirms. Then, to your shock, she says, "Come here."
Before you can process what's happening, Sevika is draping her red jacket over both of you. The action brings you even closer to her, and your brain struggles to keep up with this new development.
You find yourself studying Sevika's features up close. Her nose, which you've always thought was cute but never dared to admit, her long lashes resting against her cheeks, and the scar that runs across her cheekbone.
The warmth of her body so close to yours, the scent of her cologne mingling with the salt air, the soft sound of her breathing - it all combined to create a moment so intimate and unexpected that you feel almost dizzy with it. You're acutely aware of every point where your body is almost, but not quite, touching hers.
Your heart is pounding so loudly you're sure she must be able to hear it. But Sevika's breathing has evened out, suggesting she's drifting off to sleep. You lie there, barely daring to move, caught between the desire to savor this moment and the fear of disturbing her.
You find yourself caught in Sevika's gaze as her eyes slowly flutter open. The moonlight reflects in her dark irises, creating an almost ethereal effect.ย
"What are you staring at?"
Your heart skips a beat. "You," you reply without thinking, then immediately feel heat rush to your cheeks.
A smirk plays at the corner of Sevika's lips. "Mmm... you're plotting my murder, right?"
You can't help but chuckle softly. "Haha, of course.ย Iโve been waiting months for this moment.โ
"Damn," she sighs dramatically, through her eyes sparkled with amusement. "At least I get a gorgeous view before my final moments."
The air between you suddenly feels charged. You fall silent, profoundly aware of every breath, every subtle movement. Sevika's hair has fallen across her face, obscuring part of her scar. Without really thinking about it, you reach out, gently tucking the errant strand behind her ear.
As you start to pull your hand back, Sevika's fingers wrap around your wrist. Her touch is gentle, a stark contrast to her usual brusque demeanor. You freeze, your breath catching in your throat.
"Don't," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the soft lapping of waves.
Sevika holds your hand gently, her calloused fingers tracing over yours with surprising tenderness. She examines each fingertip as if committing them to memory. Just as you're getting lost in the intimacy of the moment, she breaks the silence.
"You got tiny ass hands, Pagli.โ
You blink, taken aback. "Excuse me?"
Sevika bursts out laughing, the sound rich and wonderful. Her head tilts back, revealing a full set of stunning teeth. The sight momentarily captivates you, but you quickly recover, determined not to let her win this moment.
"You know, I was only trying to steal the gummies," you retort, trying to keep a straight face.
Her eyebrow arches challengingly. "Really? Come and get it then."
Before you know it, you're both wrestling on the makeshift blanket. Sand flies everywhere as you tussle, laughter filling the air. It's been so long since you've felt this carefree, this alive. Your worries from earlier seem like a distant memory now.
Somehow, you manage to gain the upper hand. You find yourself practically pinning Sevika down, your faces mere inches apart. You can feel her warm breath on your skin, catching the faint scent of weed. Your heart races, and for a moment, you're tempted to close that small distance between you.
Instead, you break the tension by snatching the bag of gummies from her grasp. "I win!" you declare triumphantly.
But even as you say it, the victory feels hollow. The gummy bag hangs limp in your hand as you watch Sevika accept defeat with surprising grace. She's still beneath you, her chest rising and falling with each breath, her eyes locked on yours.
You wish you could reach out and caress her face, trace the line of her scar, feel the softness of her skin again. The urge is almost overwhelming, but you hold back, unsure of how she'd react. The moment stretches between you, filled with unspoken words and possibilities.
Sevika pats the spot next to her, inviting you back. You settle in, acutely aware of her warmth beside you. Her eyes, dark and curious, search your face.
"What are you thinking about now, Pagli?" she asks softly.
Before you can stop yourself, the words tumble out. "I want to play with your hair."
Immediately, heat rushes to your face. You're about to stammer an apology when Sevika takes your hand, guiding it to her hair. The silky softness surprises you, and you can't help but run your fingers through the strands.
Sevika's eyes flutter closed, a contented sigh escaping her lips. Encouraged, you begin to gently massage her scalp, marveling at how relaxed she seems.
"What does Pagli mean?" you whisper.
A smirk plays on Sevika's lips. "Crazy girl," she replies without skipping a beat.
"Huh?!" You're not sure whether to be offended or flattered.
"It's because you do crazy and bold things. I like that about you."
Your stomach flutters with warmth at the admission. Sevika leans into your touch, murmuring, "That feels amazing."
Gradually, she shifts closer, until her head is tucked against your chest. You can feel the steady pace of her breathing, the warmth of her body against yours. Without really meaning to, you find yourselves practically spooning.
As you stretch out, your feet brush against her shins, and you realize just how much taller she is. It's oddly endearing, this contrast between you. Your fingers continue their gentle exploration of her hair, occasionally trailing down to trace the curve of her neck.
The moment feels soft, intimate in a way you never expected. The sound of waves provides a soothing backdrop, and the moonlight casts a gentle glow over you both. You're struck by how vulnerable Sevika looks like this, all her usual sharp edges softened.
You want to say something, to put into words the feeling blooming in your chest, but you're afraid to break the spell. So instead, you hold her close, savoring the unexpected comfort of this moment, wondering how something so beautiful could arise from such a difficult day.
You keep replaying the moment when Sevika's strong arms practically dragged you into cuddling her. The memory sends a pleasant shiver down your spine. Your hand moves almost of its own accord, slowly rubbing circles on her back. You hear her sigh contentedly, the sound filling you with a warmth that has nothing to do with the physical closeness.
Just as you're sinking deeper into this blissful moment, bright white lights suddenly flash on, startling you both. A loud voice booms across the beach: "THE BEACH IS CLOSING IN 10 MINUTES. PLEASE MAKE YOUR WAY BACK TO THE PARKING LOT."
"Urghhh," you groan.ย You instinctively buried your face into your hands.
Sevika's response is even more vocal - she lets out a louder, more dramatic groan that vibrates through her chest and into yours. The sound is so unexpected and so uncharacteristically cute, that you can't help but laugh.
Your laughter seems to break the spell. Sevika lifts her head, her hair mussed from your earlier attentions, and gives you a mock glare that's softened by the smile tugging at her lips.
"What's so funny, Pagli?" she asks, her voice husky with lingering sleep.
"Nothing," you say, still chuckling. "Just... I never pegged you for a whiner."
Sevika rolls her eyes. "Yeah, well, don't get used to it," she grumbles.
You lean in close to Sevika, whispering conspiratorially, "They can't kick us off if we hide in the sand, right?"
"Yeah, or if we stay really still," she adds, barely suppressing a grin.
You both freeze comically, trying to blend in with the beach around you. But as the final announcement blares across the sand, you finally admit defeat.
As you both reluctantly start to gather your things, you can't help but steal glances at Sevika. Her hair is tousled, her clothes rumpled from lying on the beach, and there's a softness to her expression that you've never seen before. It makes your heart do a little flip in your chest.
Just as you're about to lead the way back, Sevika suddenly grabs your hand, pulling you back towards her. Before you can react, her lips are on yours.
You were suddenly frozen, till your brain practically yelled, Fucking kiss the hot girl back you dumbass! Your hand immediately slides into her hair, and you respond back to the kiss with the same ferocity.ย All the tension that's been building between you tonight finally finds its release. Her lips are softer than you imagined, moving against yours with a passion that takes your breath away.ย ย
But the moment was short-lived when it was cut short by another blaring announcement.ย
Sevika breaks away, growling, "I'm going to break that speaker."
You can't help but laugh at her annoyance, the sound bubbling up from the happiness overflowing in your chest. You lean in, giving her a quick peck on the lips. "C'mon, we can continue this later."
Sevika nods, a small but genuine smile playing on her lips. She has that look on her face, that is just so content and full of adoration that your legs practically felt like jelly.
โRace you back to the car, loser has to buy dinner!โ You yell as you spirit across the sand.ย ย
You were fortunate enough to get a head start because once Sev realized what was happening, you could already see a blur of her movement closing the distance through the corner of your eye. Your hair whipped wildly in the wind along your combined unadulterated, giddy laughters echoing in the night air.ย ย
With her athletic build, she easily caught up to you but instead of surpassing you, her hand found yours. Her fingers intertwined with yours, fitting perfectly. The warmth of her palm against yours feels like the most natural thing in the world.
You two slowed your pace into an amble, the sound of waves fading behind you. Every so often, you steal glances at Sevika, still hardly believing this night has been real.
When her car comes into view, Sevika gives your hand a gentle squeeze. You turn to look at her, finding her eyes already on you, soft and full of something that makes you unsure of whether this moment was a dream or not.
Sevika tugs you closer, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. "We should do this again sometime," she murmurs against your skin. "Minus the getting kicked off the beach part."
You chuckle at the joke and tuck your head into her chest, listening to her heartbeat. Thump. Thump.
"Thank you," she says quietly, her voice a small murmur above your ear, "for making a shitty day end beautifully."
You smile, feeling a warmth spread through your chest.ย
"Thank you for finding me."
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โฎ succumb (to me) โฎ
TW: small angst to fluff, smut (dom & top!bada, sub & bottom !reader, kinda rough & angry sex, strap usageโr!receiving, oralโr!receiving, reader sucks on badaโs strap bcs i say so, teasing, strap referred to as a cock, bada is the giver in this scenario, doesnโt rlly receive, sorryโฆ) + aftercare, delulu bada, once again LOTS of protective!bada, cold!bada, frustrated!bada, jealous!bada, petty!bada, bada having SERIOUS beef w your bodyguard, lusher being an instigator, reader being oblivious once again but its okay because we love her, jealous!reader, hyo being stuck in the middle of it allโฆ justice for her fr, ngl the descriptions in this one are more spicy soโฆ beware ? allusions to homophobia if you squint, the picture to the farthest right is purely for aesthetics and not meant to represent readerโs skin tone or body type!! and a surprise character that you may know~
SUMMARY: jealousy is manโs most evil, and easiest sin to yield to. bada struggles to keep herself from falling into its clutches, and succumbing to her greatest temptation, you.
WC: 14.5kโฆ i promised myself this one would be shorter but iโm weak
A/N: find more information about this au on my masterlist! once again, iโm sure there are MANY mistakes throughout this fic, so please ignore them as best as you can--i'll edit this asap. also this isn't the first kiss or first i love you, consider this fic as a "what if" like slightly canon divergent. i want to make a separate fic about the official first kiss and first i love you!!
DISCLAIMER: all characteristics portrayed are purely speculation and fiction, they are not meant to reflect bada, team bebe, or anyone elseโs actual character, values, or attitudes. please keep this in mind!!
Orange sunlight pours through the black-tinted windows in Badaโs office, casting a warm glow onto words that blur into blots of ink against white paper. Bada's tired eyes squint, attempting to make out the last sentence of the form in front of her. But no matter how hard she glares and huffs, the blots donโt unify into words.
โUgh,โ she groans, pushing away the form out of frustration. โI need a break.โ
โYou think so?โ Lusher pops up behind the office door, having quietly opened it while Bada was focused on her paperwork.
โYes, Lusher, I need a break,โ Bada pinches the bridge of her nose, sighing out of her nose. โBut I have a feeling I wonโt be able to, now that youโre here.โ
โThose are some harsh words for someone who brought you a gift,โ Lusher says cheekily. She approaches Bada, opening her once-closed fist to reveal a pair of black-framed glasses. โTada!โ
Bada lets out a breath, muttering a thank you before grabbing her glasses and putting them on. Immediately, she feels the world come into focus, and the words on the form she pushed away are now crisp and uniform. โMuch better.โ
โWhat would you do without me?โ Lusher jokes.
โIโd probably be much more productive.โ Bada takes ahold of her gold-trimmed fountain pen and sets another stack of papers in front of her.
โWhat happened to taking a break?โ Lusher pouts. โYouโre going to go blind if you continue to push your eyes this much.โ
โWell, thanks to you, I have my glasses, so I wonโt go blind,โ Bada says without looking up from the paper sheโs signing.
โThatโs not how it works,โ Lusher huffs.
Bada stops writing, placing her fountain pen down and lifting her gaze up to stare at Lusher dead in the eyes. โWhat do you want?โ
โI want to talk to you.โ Lusher plops down on the couch in the corner of the room. โWe never get to talk like friends anymore.โ
โIโm busy,โ Bada says gruffly.
โYouโre always busy,โ Lusher complains. Bada doesnโt respond, instead, she picks up her pen again and starts reading the paper in front of her. โFine,โ Lusher folds her arms across her chest, โIโll just talk aloud.โ
Again, Bada ignores her subordinate, shuffling to the next paper and beginning to scan the words.
Lusher takes no offense, already used to her friendโs cold and serious behavior; in fact, itโs something she admires in her. And, she also knows that despite how her boss outwardly acts, Bada does care about her and listens to what she has to say.
โMinah and I took care of that job yesterday.โ She comments, her eyes moving to the tinted window in Badaโs office. โIt was very easy. U-Ram is getting sloppy.โ Lusher waits to see if Bada will respond, but she doesnโt, so the second-in-command continues. โHis branch of Seoul should be easy to take over. And if he doesnโt want to give it up, Tatter, Minah, and I can visit him.โ
Silence fills the room, making Lusher pout again. She wants to get at least some sort of reaction out of Bada, but she remains steadfast in focusing on her work. Lusher thinks to herself, for a moment, wondering what else she could bring up to her boss that might spark up some form of conversation.
Suddenly, a lightbulb goes off in her mind, making her eyes light up and her lips curve upward in a mischievous smile. Thereโs one thing she can use. One thingโor more like one personโthat always breaks through Badaโs icy attitude.
โSo, how have things between you and unnie been going?โ Lusher asks innocently.
Badaโs writing pauses, โWeโre doing fine.โ She mumbles before continuing to scribble furiously.
Bingo, Lusher thinks, trying to hide how her smile grows. โThatโs good, Iโm glad. I was worried after the incident with Seong, your relationship would be on the rocks. But it seems like it brought you two closer together.โ
Bada keeps her eyes fixed on the document below her, โYes. Our friendship has become much stronger.โ
โFriendship.โ Lusher snorts.
โWhatโs so funny?โ Bada cuts in, tone hard.
โYou and unnie arenโt friends.โ
โWe are.โ Bada insists. โI enjoy her company, and she enjoys my company. Weโre friends.โ
โBada, you and unnie have done everything in a traditional relationship other than have sex.โ Lusher deadpans.
Badaโs hand fumbles with her fountain pen out of shock, her eyes snapping up to meet Lusherโs figure casually lounging on the couch. โLee Seoyoung,โ She says firmly. โremember your place, and donโt speak about my fiancรฉe in such a way.โ
โI donโt mean it in an offensive way.โ Lusher shrugs, not affected by Bada using her full name. โIโm just pointing out that you two arenโt friends. Or if you are, youโre incredibly touchy friends.โ
Bada scoffs, removing her gaze from Lusher. โWeโre just friends. End of story.โ
โIf you say so,โ Lusher concedes, resting her head against the headrest of the couch. โBut now that I think about it, I wonder how unnie keeps herself satisfied.โ
Bada looks up once again, her expression showing clear confusion. โWhat are you talking about?โ
Lusher smirks to herself, sitting up. โWell, unnieโs been with you for about two and a half months now, right? Donโt you think sheโd begin to feelโฆโ she trails off, trying to find a less brash way of expressing her thoughts. โlonely for companionship? For someโฆ skinship?โ
Badaโs eyes widen only a fraction, the wheels in her mind slowly turning. โI greet her in the morning with hugs and a peck on the cheek.โ
โBoss, you have to realize that not all of us are as composed and able to be abstinent for long periods of time like you are.โ
โWhat are you implying?โ Bada says incredulously. โThat sheโsโโ she cuts herself off, becoming physically sick at the thought of someone else touching you, caressing you, giving you pleasure, and seeing you in ways she hasnโt.
โIโm not implying anything.โ Lusher holds her hands up in defense.
Bada glares at Lusher, countless thoughts running through her mind as her heart races in her chest. โAnd if she were to beโฆ engaging in such activities, who do you think sheโd find company in?โ
Lusher looks up, thinking deeply and seriously about Badaโs question. โI would have to sayโฆ Hyo. Theyโve become quite close.โ She answers honestly. โBut donโt take this too seriously, Boss. Unnie isnโt that type of woman.โ
But itโs much too late. Internally, Badaโs already beginning to spiral, remembering every interaction between you and Hyo sheโs witnessed. Thereโs no way youโre interested in herโฆ right? She may follow you around every minute of every day, but thatโs not enough to make you fall in love with her, right? Itโs not enough to make you yearn for her touch while Bada remains shut in her office, reviewing documents and signing papersโฆ
โBadaโฆโ Lusher trails off, noticing how her friendโs eyes become cloudy in thought. โIโm serious, donโt read too much into it. I was just joking around.โ
โIโm not reading into it,โ Bada responds after a beat. โMy fiancรฉe is her own woman, and what she does in her free time is none of my business. As long as sheโs safe and happy, Iโm content.โ
Lusher frowns deeply, shaking her head. โButโโ
โDonโt worry about it; Iโm fine.โ Bada holds up a hand to stop Lusher from continuing. โNow if youโll excuse me, I want to finish this pile of papers before nightfall.โ
Lusher looks between Bada and her work, unsure if sheโs convinced that her friend wasnโt overthinking her joking comment. Eventually, she decides not to disturb Bada anymore, taking her leave and remaining oblivious to the chain of events she would unwittingly cause.
Like an unrelenting plague, Lusherโs words echo in Badaโs mind for the rest of the day, night, and the next day that follows. She tries to stay on task and finish her paperwork, but no matter how hard she tries, her mind will play cruel tricks on her, showing her images of your sweaty body sliding against Hyoโs, a smirk painted across her face as she services you with unrivaled pleasure.
Bada bangs her fist against her desk, dragging her chair back violently as she groans, running her fingers through her hair in frustration. If she canโt focus on her work, she might as well see what youโre up to and maybe spend some time with you. Not because she wants to observe your interactions with Hyoโno, not at all. She misses you, is all. In a friendly way, of course.
Leaving her office looking tired and disgruntled, Bada bumps into Soweon in her search for you. She asks her youngest subordinate if she knows where you are, to which she says yes, pointing in the direction of the terrace where the infinity pool lies. Bada says a quick thank you before fast walking in your direction, a prickle of nervousness building in her stomach, something she isnโt used to.
Stepping onto the terrace, Badaโs right hand busies itself by loosening her tie, noticing how tight it suddenly felt when her eyes find a sight that makes the nervousness in her stomach wash away, and instead, be replaced by a burning heat.
Your lower half is submerged in water while your upper half is arched into the warm afternoon air, water droplets falling from your throat and dipping down between your breasts as you hoist yourself out of the pool. In front of you, Hyo is holding out a white towel with one hand and grabbing onto yours in the other, helping you out of the pool.
Thereโs nothing particularly abnormal or intimate about the interaction, but itโs your bathing suit that makes Badaโs breath hitch, and the simmering fire burning within her spread. Itโs a black ensemble, elegant, and compliments your figure to implausible lengths, that Bada wonders if it was handmade to make you look as divine as possible.
But your beautiful visage is overridden by Lusherโs words once again ringing in her mind.
Badaโs legs move before she can even think, rushing her over to where Hyoโs holding out the towel for you. She grabs it from her without a second thought, standing directly in front of her and taking your hand in hers, so Hyoโs unable to see you fully emerge from the pool.
โBada?โ You say, your eyes lighting up at the sight of her. โWhat are you doing here?โ
โI decided to take a break.โ She lies through her teeth, briefly checking behind her to see Hyo giving her a slightly confused look before she steps back, allowing her boss to take care of you instead. โHere,โ Bada mumbles, wrapping the warm towel around your figure with haste and pulling you into her side.
The action makes butterflies flutter in your belly, and a shy smile overtake your lips. โThank you.โ You say softly, taking the chance to discreetly snuggle into Badaโs warmth.
โYouโre welcome.โ Bada nods, glancing at Hyo from the corner of her eye every few seconds. โSo, is this where youโve been all day?โ
โMostly,โ you admit. โI havenโt swum much recently, and the sun was warm today, so I thought Iโd cool off a bit in the water.โ
โI see.โ Bada nods. โAnd your bathing suitโฆโ she trails off.
โWhat? Do you like it?โ You ask innocently, unraveling the towel to give her another look at the piece.
Bada's eyes widen as she quickly wraps you in the towel again, feeling her body warm at the sight of yours. "Yes, yes, it looks very good on you," she hurries out. "But isn't it a little... inappropriate for Hyo to see you like this?"
"What do you mean?" You give Bada a confused look. "She sees me like this all the time."
Bada struggles to keep her composure as her thoughts start to race, and her hands instinctively curl into fists. "She does?"
"Yeah, I go swimming pretty often," you say casually, starting to walk toward the terrace exit. Bada follows, keeping you tucked into her side, and sending glares Hyo's way. You glance at your fiancรฉe, noticing the black frames on her nose. "You're wearing your glasses again." Reaching up, you gently touch the side of them.
"Oh, yes," she mumbles. "I forgot I had them on."
"Bada, you need to stop pushing yourself so much." You pout.
Your fiancรฉe smiles lightly, "You know, Lusher said the same thing."
"Because we're right." You insist. "You're lucky you don't have to wear those glasses every day."
"I won't let it get that bad."
You give her an unconvinced look, crossing your arms. "I'm holding you to that, you know."
"Oh?" Bada smirks. "And what will you do if I slip up?"
"I'll start visiting you every other hour to bother you until you take a break." You say playfully.
"Well, we can't have that, can we?" Bada banters back.
"Hmm, I don't know, I think you'd enjoy it." You mimic a thoughtful expression, making Bada laugh.
"I'd more than enjoy it." She admits, disguising her sincerity with a joking tone.
Slowing your pace, you find the door to your bedroom right ahead, which surprises you. You must have been so enraptured in your conversation with Bada that you didn't realize your legs were taking you back to your bedroom out of instinct.
Parting from Bada reluctantly, you stare at her with glittering eyes as you shift on your feet. "Thank you for coming to see me. I like spending time with you, even if it's only for a little."
Bada swears youโre trying to kill her, because why are you so sweet and lovely? All her life, Bada's dealt with ruthless businessmen, deceitful allies, and those who used her for personal gain. But you... you get genuine satisfaction out of simply seeing her. And she can't deny that she feels the same way.
"You're welcome," Bada says softly, rubbing her hand up and down your arm out of instinct. She doesn't realize the effect her touch has on you, but she sees the way you smile down at the floor. "You can visit me anytime, by the way. I wasn't lying before when I said I would enjoy you coming to see me." She admits brazenly.
"Okay then, I will." A brief pause of silence envelops you two before you turn to look back at your bedroom door. "I'm going to go take a shower. I'll see you later?"
"Of course," Bada nods. She steps forward to open the door for you, watching you head in before closing it behind you with one last small goodbye. She stays still for a moment, staring at the spot where youโd just been, lost in thought. When she finally recollects herself, she pushes her glasses farther up her nose and turns on her feet, about to head in the direction of her office. But upon beginning her stride, she is met with Hyoโs figure standing a few feet away.ย
โHave a good afternoon, Boss,โ she says calmly.
Badaโs mood plummets in an instant, her expression souring at Hyoโs flippant demeanor. She gives a low hum in response before continuing down the hall toward her office.ย
That instance was only the mildest out of three that led up to Badaโs eventual break.
Instance number two occurred while Bada was hard at work. Sheโd been on a call, about to seal the deal on an important partnership between her and one of the lead car manufacturers in Seoul.
โIโm sure there are ways we can both benefit from this endeavor.โ Badaโs voice projects into her work phone.
โThereโs no doubt in my mind that youโre correct,โ Nam-Su answers on the other line. โBut I feel there are some logistical points that still need to be addressed.โ
โBy all means, ask me anything.โ Bada walks around her office, making sure to remain attentive while Nam-Su speaks. If she manages to close this deal, her entire facility will have a steady supply of fortified and modified cars, perfect for jobs.
โVery well, my main issue stems fromโฆโ Nam-Su begins to rant, leaving Bada to simply hum in the background while considering his deal. Surprisingly, he had many valid and insightful questionsโthough she should have expected that from him. Nam-Su was always described as a cunning businessmanโwhen he wasnโt telling jokes in the workplace. Still, Bada manages to reel Nam-Su in with her impeccable rhetoric, and persuasive offers.ย
It seems like sheโs just about to close the deal when a noise causes her to pause her pacing. She looks up from the floor, squinting with a confused expression to her right, where she thought she heard the noise come from. Her eyes find the window that oversees the large garden right outside her office, locking on the fountain immediately. Assuming that to be the origin of the noise, she turns away, tuning back into her conversation with Nam-Su, whoโs now ranting about his breakfast for some reason.
โThatโs quite interesting, Mr. Im, but going back to the deal, how often and at what speed are you normally able to create heavily modified cars?โ
โAh yes, usually it takes aroundโโ
The noise cuts in again, making Badaโs head whip toward the window again, this time sure that she heard it. She steps closer to the window, once again squinting in hopes of finding the source. But this time, she does. And she almost wishes she didnโt.
Bada sees you first, twirling into view in a beautiful and elegant sundress, looking like a goddess among the flowers in the garden. Youโre laughing boisterouslyโwhich Bada realizes was the noise she heard, the sound muffled because of the glass barrierโat something just out of her view. You move to sit on the edge of the fountain, kicking your feet up a bit and revealing the creamy skin of your leg. Badaโs lips curl into a soft smile out of instinct, the sight of you so happy and carefree so pure that she canโt focus on a word Nam-Su is saying.
But just like always, Badaโs never able to fully admire you in peace, because another figure emerges, a black blob disturbing the color and sanctity of the garden. Itโs Hyo, of course, dressed in her usual black suit and dark sunglasses. However, one thing stands out to Bada.
Hyoโs smiling.
And not just a simple, small smile, noโsheโs smiling widely, borderline laughing with you as she stands in front of you, saying something that makes you give her a cheeky look.
Then she sees it.
Atop Hyoโs head is a ring of babyโs breath flowers woven together to make a crown. And similarly, sitting on yours is a colorful combination of peonies.
Bada's left hand tightens into a fist as she stares at you both, laughing and giggling like schoolgirls with crushes on each other. What was going on between you two? Where did this sudden air of intimacy come from? Has it always been there? Had Bada just been too wrapped up in her work to realize you and Hyo were becoming suspiciously close?
Either way it doesnโt matter, because all Bada can think about is how badly she wants to be standing there in Hyoโs place, admiring you up close, and laughing alongside you without a care in the world. She so badly yearns to be the only one you allow to hear your melodious giggles or share intimate moments with. (So caught up in her own jealousy, Bada doesnโt even realize her thoughts are continuing to stray away from friendship, and farther into romance.)
Badaโs eyes narrow to slits, glaring at Hyoโs every micromovement and scrutinizing it. She briefly considers leaving the office to interrupt, but before she can, she notices you freeze in your spot. A second passes before your eyes meet Hyoโs and become wide. Tiny droplets of water begin to rain down from the sky in steady streams, dotting your dress and deepening its color. You stand up in a hurry, your smile remaining on your lips as you hold your hands above your head, trying to shield yourself from the rain.
Hyo looks up at the sky and says something Badaโs unable to hear, but she sees you motion towards entering the mansion again and feels a wave of relief flood through her body. The world must be on her side. Clearly, it despised the sight of you and Hyo together as well, if the heavy downpour was any indication.
And yetโฆ Hyo takes a step to the side, grabbing something out of Badaโs view before she walks closer to you, revealing an umbrella. Your smile only widens, unheard words falling from your mouth as you sit down on the edge of the fountain again, this time with Hyo sitting next to you. Badaโs eyes switch to cold in an instant, and she bites her lip in frustration. But of course, it seems the universe wants to torture her more, because you start to shiver, the dewy rain on your dress most likely giving you a chill. Because of that you unconsciously lean heavier into Hyoโs side, until you give in and press yourself against her arm, shaking like a leaf.
The simple action makes Badaโs entire body light on fire, a deep-seated jealousy rearing its ugly head as her teeth dig further into her lips, the force so strong that if she didnโt stop, sheโd end up breaking the skin of her lip.
In the garden, it seems Hyo has finally noticed your shivering, because she breaks away for a brief moment to tug off her suit jacket before draping it around your shoulders, and bringing you into her side again, nodding when you mutter something to her.
Badaโs hand tightens around her work phone with impossible force, a droplet of blood falling from her lip as she stares at you both through the tinted window of her office while you speak to each other, completely oblivious to Badaโs gaze, or her anger.ย
โ...Ms. Lee, are you alright?โ Nam-Suโs voice breaks through the ringing in Badaโs ear, his tone a mesh between mild worry and genuine confusion at her prolonged silence.
โIโm great, Mr. Im,โ she lies through her teeth, the glass screen of her phone cracking under the pressure of her hands.
The last instance, and the one that managed to finally break through Badaโs facade comes the night of Nam-Suโs ball.ย
Having successfully sealed the partnership between them despite her distraction, the cheerful man sent Bada an invitation the day after, proposing to throw a celebratory ball. He not only invited her, but Bebe too, and made sure to include a plus one ticketโhaving heard the rumors of you through the grapevine.
Although Bada doesnโt normally enjoy social events, she realizes itโs an opportunity to spend more intimate time with you, and jumps at the chance. She asks you to go as her plus one, to which you immediately accept.
Now, on the night of the ball, Bada looks at herself in the floor-length mirror in her room. Her eyes run down her figure multiple times, looking closely for any imperfections; wrinkles in her dress shirt, the position of her tie, or a stain on her customized suit. She finds none, but does one last check before leaving her bedroom in search of you.
Youโmuch like Bada had once beenโare picking over your appearance nervously while endless thoughts pass through your mind.ย
Tonight is a very important milestone in your relationship with Bada. Not only will you be making your public debut as her fiancรฉe, as well as meeting multiple of her allied gangs, but this is also your first time attending a ball with incredibly high-profile socialites from all over South Korea. Disappointing their expectations of you or embarrassing yourself is not an option. Everything must be perfect for both your sake, and Badaโs.ย
As if hearing your thoughts, a light rapping against your door alerts you of Badaโs presence. โAre you ready?โ
โYes!โ You answer hurriedly, gathering your bag and rushing to exit. You step out of your bedroom with a nervous smile, turning to face Bada once youโve closed the door behind you.ย
Upon making eye contact with her, you immediately notice that sheโs not in her usual black suit. Instead, sheโs wearing an overallโlooking suit jacket, one that somehow makes her even more attractive. Sheโs also wearing a ring on the middle finger of her right hand, as well as another on the knuckle of her thumb, which makes you swoon. Bada Lee is the most attractive woman youโve ever seen.
While you appraise Badaโs appearance, your fiancรฉe takes the chance to appraise you, but is struck with a bolt of shock at your choice of clothing. A ravishing, floor-length black dress with boning along the top adorns your figure, and pushes up the tops of your smooth breasts, displaying them, while a large slit begins along the side of it. It allows Bada to see the garter that holds up your mesh nylonsโshe feels herself gulp every moment her eyes instinctively dip down to look at your breasts or thigh.
ย The dress is paired with lace gloves, and the necklace Bada had given you.
Each element paired together decorates your body like beautiful embellishments, creating the vision of perfection in Badaโs eyes.
Her jaw drops out of surprise and astonishment, but once her mind catches up, various thoughts start to form. They start relatively innocent, โSheโs so beautiful.โ But then they start to stray, โEveryone at the ball will see her.โ Until slowly, apprehension builds in her stomach. โI donโt want others to see her like this.โ
โBada?โ Your voice brings your fiancรฉe out of her spiraling thoughts. โShould we get going?โ
โOh, yes.โ She clears her throat awkwardly, trying to fight the heat that she feels forming in her cheeks. โSorry, I wasโโ She stutters. โYou look absolutely stunning.โ
You laugh bashfully to yourself. โThank you. You look amazing as well.โ
Bada simply smiles back at you, still recovering from your radiance as she holds out her arm. You take it without hesitating, falling in line with her as you both start walking away from your bedroom and toward the stairs to the first level of the mansion. Hyo follows after you as always, keeping her footsteps light while you and Bada engage in conversation.
โWhen did you buy this dress?โ
โI ordered it a few days ago.โ You respond. โI wanted to have a more appropriate dress for the occasion.โ
โWell, nobody will be able to keep their eyes off of you,โ Bada says confidently, beginning the descent down the stairs, holding onto you tight and making sure to help you balance on your heels.
โYou think so?โ
โI know so.โ Bada takes the last step down the stairs first, turning to hold onto your waist as she guides you off the stairs.
โAre we the last to leave?โ You ask, noticing the lack of Bebe members.
โLusher and the rest of the girls left earlier.โ Bada nods. โI had them scope out the venue to ensure itโs safe for you.โ
โBut arenโt all the attendees allies?โ
โYes, so they say.โ Bada moves toward the entrance of the mansion, pushing the doors open to reveal her sports car already parked in the cobble-stone driveway. โBut after everything youโve experienced recently, I donโt want to take any risks.โ
Badaโs words take you back to the Seong incident, and how terrified youโd been, trapped in her hideout. Your lips curl downwards in a frown, your eyes falling to the floor in thought.
Bada notices the shift in your demeanor, and immediately pauses, turning to face you with a gentle and determined expression. โYou donโt have to worry about that happening again. All of Bebe will be paying close attention to you the whole night, and I as well. We wonโt let anything happen to you.โ
You shake your head, โIโm not scared. I trust you.โ
Trust. A bond Bada never thought sheโd be able to make again since her mother died. And yet, with you, everything comes naturally and easily.
The car ride to Nam-Suโs is relatively long. You find yourself cycling through many conversations with Bada, ranging from what you did this week, to what she did. Eventually, the conversation strays back to the ball.
โSo just how influential are the socialites attending?โ You ask.
โHmm, well in terms of power and connections,โ Bada begins, โI outrank all of them.โย
โReally?โ You awe.ย
โYes,โ Bada nods. โBut itโs still very important to make a good impression. They may not have as much influence on me, but making enemies out of them could be detrimental.โ
โRight, of course.โ You clasp your hands together tightly, hoping the pressure will alleviate some of the nerves building in the pit of your stomach.
โWhatโs on your mind?โ Bada questions softly.
You glance at her and sigh, โI guess Iโm just a little worried Iโll say or do something wrong. Iโm not used to being around extremely important men and women.โ
โYou donโt need to be nervous.โ Bada grabs your hands and parts them, weaving your fingers together. โYouโll do great.โ
โI donโt knowโโ
โHey,โ She tugs gently on your woven hands, making you turn to face her. โjust be yourself. If you do that, theyโll all love you.โ
The car comes to a stop just as Badaโs words fade into the open air, driving your focus away from her briefly and to the window instead. Outside, there are already a few paparazzi gathered around the car, their cameras positioned upward, as they wait with baited breath for you to exit.
โPaparazzi.โ You breathe.
โThey donโt usually show up like this.โ Bada frowns, taking her phone out and typing quickly. โDonโt worry, Iโve got it handled.โ
Right as she finishes her sentence, all of Bebe walks out of Nam-Suโs mansion onto the driveway. Lusher and Tatter take the lead pushing the paparazzi away from your car, while the rest of the girls focus on creating a walkway for you both to use.
โHyo,โ Bada says firmly.
โYes, Boss,โ your bodyguard answers quickly, fully parking the car and exiting it. She moves to stand next to your side of the car, but doesnโt open your door, because Bada has already left the car and circled around toward you, opening the door for you.
She holds her hand out for you to take as you slide your exposed thigh out of the car, holding onto her as you move to stand up. Immediately, flashes from the paparazziโs cameras start to bombard you, but thankfully Bada quickly adjusts her position so sheโs standing directly in front of you, blocking the lights from blinding you.
Bebe also jumps into action, hollering at the paparazzi who become overeager and start yelling at you to show your face, or for Bada to move out of the way.
โHey, who do you think youโre talking to?โ Lusher asks loudly, her face scrunched up in disgust.
โHave some respect!โ Minah adds, stepping closer to a paparazzo and making him back away.ย
Bada remains unbothered by the yelling behind her, already used to the demanding nature of having a public life. โAre you okay?โ
You take in a deep breath as you stare at Bada, before putting on a confident expression. โYes.โ
โRemember, just be yourself.โ She whispers, linking her fingers with yours again. You from your joint hands to Bada, your eyes going wide as you glance at the paparazzi a few feet away, worried theyโd see the display of affection. โDonโt worry,โ Bada assures you, โthey already know. They canโt do anything about it.โ
Reinvigorating yourself, you nod firmly, signaling to her that youโre finally ready. Bada nods back, stepping aside so that youโre now shoulder to shoulder as you begin your stride toward the entrance to Nam-Suโs mansion. The paparazzi start to go crazy, snapping photo after photo of you two, but through the noise and the chaos you hold your head high, wanting to make Bada proud.
Behind you both, Hyo and Bebe do crowd control, surprised at the amount of paparazzi that have begun to slowly trickle in, solely focused on snatching an exclusive photo of you to plaster on headlines tomorrow. โInfluential Socialite Bada Lee has found her partner?โ
You try to dispel all negative thoughts as you stop in front of the entrance, Bada reaching into her left pocket to retrieve her invitation, and handing it to the man standing by the door. He barely takes a look at it before giving you both a bright smile, and motioning for you both to enter.
You look at Bada from the corner of your eye with an amused expression, which she mirrors. โFamous, are we?โ
โWhat could have given you that impression?โ Bada says playfully, guiding you further into the main hall.
You have to admit, Nam-Su really had taken no prisoners when it came to decorating his home. A large chandelier dangles low in the center of the room, glittering diamonds falling from the prongs like teardrops, and casting a low, beige light across the room. Tables hug the sides of the walls, with flowers tumbling out of their boxes atop of them, and adjacent to trays of small, Michelin star foods. Everything is beautiful, including the guests.
โLook who it is!โ An excited voice reaches your ears, making you turn in that direction out of instinct. A woman with blonde hair, a bright smile, and a mature look heads in your direction. Sheโs wearing a low cut dusty pink dress that compliments her curves excellently.ย
โOhh, Kirsten!โ Bada says excitedly, switching to English to greet her friend. She meets her halfway and gives her a friendly hug, before pulling away. โI didnโt know you were back in Korea."
โI have some business to oversee here before weโre back to Australia and the States.โ The woman, Kirsten replies. Her eyes drift away from Bada for a split second, finding yours instead. Her smile immediately widens, noticing how your arm is looped with Bada. โAnd who is this pretty lady? I love your dress, by the way.โ
โOh, yes,โ Bada turns to look at you, showing a genuine enthusiasm at the thought of introducing you to her friend. โKirsten, this is my fiancรฉe,โ she mutters your name while you step forward, a friendly smile adorning your lips as you shake hands with the older woman.ย
โHello,โ you greet her in perfect English, watching as her smile doubles in size. โThank you, I love your dress as well.โ
Bada speaks up again, gesturing to her friend, โThis is Kirsten, she handles foreign affairs and runs her own group in Australia. Weโve been business partners and friends for a while now.โ
โHold on,โ Kirsten cuts in, mimicking an offended expression. โIโm still surprised by the fiancรฉe comment. Why didnโt you tell me you got engaged, Bada?โ She acts like a mother scolding her younger daughter, making your smile widen and a small laugh fall from your lips.
โI was trying to keep it under wraps.โ Bada says sheepishly. โIโm sorry.โ
โYou can make up for it by inviting me and the girls to the wedding as honored guests.โ Kirsten remarks proudly.
โAh, of course.โ Bada nods, smiling widely. โWhere are Audrey and Latrice, by the way?โ
โOh, itโs just me this time.โ Kirsten clarifies. โTheyโre both still in Australia, handling things there while Iโm here.โ
โHow often do you come to visit Korea?โ You cut in, interested to learn more about her.
โI only really come when Iโm needed.โ She answers. โNo offense, I love it here, but I get homesick very easily.โ
โOh, I would too.โ You agree.
โAustralia is my favorite place to be.โ Kirsten says while making a heart shape with her hand, mimicking a thoughtful expression. Her youthful attitude makes your nerves slowly edd away as you laugh along with her. โAlso, can I just say, your English is amazing.โ
โThank you so much.โ You place a hand on your chest, the compliment making you smile.
โOf course, of course.โ Kirsten takes hold of your hands, swaying them in a playful manner. โBada, I think you really struck gold here.โ She winks in your direction while looking at Bada.
โYes, I really did.โ Your finacรฉe answers earnestly. All the while you and Kirsten were speaking, sheโd been watching you silently, admiring the way you interacted with one of her close friends so naturally. If anything, she felt this proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that you were meant to be a part of her life.
โAh, Ms. Lee!โ Nam-Suโs voice interjects into the conversation. He stands a few feet away, his wife on his arm as he waves you and Bada over.
โWell,โ Kirsten starts, โIโll let you two go. It was wonderful meeting you!โ She steps forward to give you a hug, surprising you, but you immediately reciprocate, already feeling comfortable around her.
โThank you, I enjoyed meeting you as well!โ You respond. Kirsten breaks away from the hug, muttering a goodbye to Bada as well before leaving to speak to another guest. You watch her leave for a second, then turn to face Bada. โSheโs very sweet.โ
โShe is, isnโt she?โ Your finacรฉe takes your hand again, guiding you in Nam-Suโs direction.
โWhen did you two meet?โ
Bada hums lightly, thinking. โI believe sheโd just turned twenty, and I was around my mid twenties.โ
โSheโs younger than you?โ You stare at her with wide, and shocked irises.
โYes, sheโs closer to your age than mine.โ Bada nods. โAre you surprised?โ
You nod, โShe has a very mature look.โ
โShe does. But donโt feel bad, a lot of people think Kirsten is older than she really is.โ Bada slows her pace as you both near Nam-Su, and switches to a more professional demeanor.
โMs. Lee,โ Nam-Su greets Bada again. He then turns to you, โandโฆโ
โThis is my finacรฉe,โ Bada introduces you to her business partner.
โAh, I believe Iโve met your parents.โ Nam-Su nods. โI see theyโve done well, you are a beautiful young woman.โ
โThank you so much.โ You say politely, slightly bowing your head out of respect.
You, Bada, Nam-Su, and occasionally his wife, all engage in a comfortable, and friendly conversation. From this, you learn Nam-Su is a surprisingly carefree man, cutting into the conversation with random anecdotes and jokes. You end up enjoying yourself more than you expected to, but somewhere down the line, the conversation strays to Nam-Su and Badaโs deal, leaving you and the manโs wife out of the loop.
You tap on Badaโs arm lightly, diverting her attention away from Nam-Su to you. โI think Iโm going to get a drink from the refreshment table.โ
โOh, sure.โ She nods, giving your hand an encouraging squeeze.
โIf youโll excuse me.โ You say to Nam-Su and his wife, gesturing toward the table across the room with champagne flutes and appetizers.
โBe my guest.โ Nam-Su smiles.
You break away from the group, walkingย toward the refreshments while letting out a deep breath. Although everythingโs been going well so far, you still feel mildly stressed, constantly checking your posture and making sure to remember proper etiquette. Reaching the table, you grab a champagne flute, holding it up to your lips and taking a small sip. The bubbly alcohol runs down your throat with a mild burn, the taste sharp, but also sweet.
โYouโre looking a little bit tense over there.โ A voice comes from beside you, making you turn away quickly and cover your mouth in surprise. โOh come on, do I look that old to you?โ Hyo raises an eyebrow at you, crossing her arms across her chest.
โNo, no.โ You answer quickly, turning to face Hyo with wide eyes. But when you finally stand face-to-face with her, youโre surprised to make eye contact with hazel eyes, the black sunglasses she wears nowhere to be seen. โYouโre not wearing your sunglassesโฆโ
โDid you really think Iโd wear them at this kind of event?โ Hyo scoffs lightheartedly.
โI donโt think Iโve ever seen you without them before.โ You mutter, completely ignoring her question. โOh, and about before, I donโt think youโre old, you just startled me.โ
โWell at least youโre being careful.โ Hyo shrugs. โReally sparing no expense on formality, huh?โ
โThis,โ you gesture at the ballroom. โIs important to Bada.โ
Hyo hums lightly, โIt is for you as well.โ
โNot as much as her.โ You say softly. โMost of the people here have known her much longer than I have. I need to make a good impression.โ
Hyo frowns at your words, placing her hand on your back and patting it lightly. โYou need to loosen up, kid. Have some fun.โ
โIโm trying.โ You sigh. โBut itโs hard to when all I can think about is the fact that I have to turn away from everyone to drink.โ
Hyo laughs at your words, which makes a subtle smile form on your lips. โWell you donโt have to for Bebe, the Boss, or me.โ
โYou guys are the only exception.โ You admit. Silence falls between you two for a few minutes while you continue to take small sips of your champagne, and Hyo turns to face the crowd of partygoers, watching them closely.
โHey,โ your bodyguard suddenly speaks up.
โYeah?โ
โWhy donโt I take some pictures of you?โ She makes a camera gesture with her hands, a playful look on her face.
โPictures?โ You glance around you with a hesitant expression. โIsnโt that inappropriate?โ
โCome on, itโll just be a few. You look cute, donโt you want to post them to social media?โ Hyo insists. When you still give her a worried look, she sighs. โIโll be fast, just give me your phone.โ
You reluctantly hand her your phone, which she quickly taps into the camera app, taking a step back so she gets your entire dress and body in the frame.
โOkay,โ she drags out the y in the word, โgive me a sexy pose.โ
You let out a deep breath before positioning yourself comfortably, and switching to a more alluring expression.
Hyo gives a hum of approval. โThatโs good, maybe just turn to the side more.โ
You do as she asks, the pose accentuating your nylon-covered thigh.ย
โPerfect, stay right there.โ She holds up a hand before tapping on your phone, and taking the picture. โOkay, another pose.โ
You shift around a bit, now growing more confident as you stare into the camera intensely.
โOhh, that oneโs nice.โ Hyo mumbles under her breath. โAnd, last one. Make this one cute.โ
You immediately smile, changing your posture to be more youthful and relaxed. Hyo taps one last time on your phone before passing it back to you, muttering compliments. You glance at the photos, surprised by how good they came out. Your figure stands out amidst the partygoers behind you, the low light highlighting your features and giving you a subtle glow.
Truthfully, you look amazing.
โWow.โ You mutter.
โMy picture taking skills are out of this world.โ Hyo banters. You roll your eyes at her playfully, nudging her shoulder. โIโm kidding kid, you look good.โ She looks over your shoulder at the pictures again, nodding. โYou should post them.โ
You contemplate it for a second before doing as she says. Opening Instagram, you make a new post with all three pictures, simply captioning them with a champagne emoji.
Time passes by relatively fast after that, women and men from across the room approaching you to make conversation and introduce themselves. You greet them all timidly but politely, Hyo moving to stand off to the side, silently remaining vigilant as you slowly begin to loosen up further, even making some friends with the women who compliment your dress.
However, across the room, Bada leans against the wall while holding a glass of champagne in her right hand, alone. After you left, Nam-Su only spoke to her a bit longer before breaking off to speak to other guests. It was then that Bada realized youโd been gone for a while, and turned to look for you, only to see Hyo standing next to you, taking pictures of you.
Like clockwork, that venomous and sickening feeling of jealousy bubbles at the surface, making Badaโs expression immediately sour, and her gaze lock onto you both. She waited for Hyo to stop taking pictures of you so she could approach you, but just as soon as she did, other women started to gather around you, their voices just barely reaching Badaโs ears across the room, but she was able to make out every compliment they hurtled your way. And while Hyo fell back into her role as a bodyguard, that didnโt stop other womenโand eventually men, from circling you and talking your ear off.
You stand in the center of it, looking shy and a bit reserved, but it seems that only makes them swoon even more. Like a new blooming flower amidst a garden of plain roses, you stand out like a beautiful jewel.
It makes Bada sick to her stomach. She has to watch from afar as their eyes stray from your eyes, dipping down to your breasts or your thigh, their gaze caressing every feature of yours like predators.
She only lasts a few minutes like that before she pushes off the wall, about to interrupt and make it clear to the crowd around you that youโre already spoke forโthat youโre hers, and they will never be able to lay their hands on you like they desire toโwhen a loud voice stops her.
โBada!โ The voice says excitedly.
Bada turns to face the source, mentally cursing herself for not moving faster when she sees who it is. โRaong.โ She says with a light sigh.
โI canโt believe I didnโt see you before! How long have you been here?โ Raong attaches herself to Bada without a care in the world, missing how the older woman tries to avoid the touch.
Raong is the daughter of Dong-Geun, one of Badaโs oldest business partners. A while back, when he caught word of Bada being rumored to take over her deceased fatherโs gang, heโd offered one of his sons up as a potential suitor, trying to make her family. But of course, Bada immediately denied. Though she didnโt explain why at the time, Dong-Geun later found out it was because she wasnโt looking for male suitors.
Since then, heโd begun shoving his daughter at Bada, practically begging her to marry Raong. Bada refused once again, this time because she wasnโt looking for a spouse at the timeโor ever. At least, thatโs what she believed back then.
Eventually, after years of bothering her, Dong-Geun gave up, realizing it was better to keep Bada as a business partner rather than distance her from him by pushing his daughter onto her day after day.
But it seemed Raong never got the memo. Because although she only spoke to Bada a few times at most, she somehow managed to develop a puppy crush on the (much) older woman. She never left Bada alone at events, becoming a nuisance like no other and making Bada hesitant to make public appearances.
โI arrived about an hour ago.โ Bada replies in a monotone voice.
โReally? Thatโs so long ago.โ Raong says, making her eyes go wide in an attempt to look cute. Something that fails miserably.
Bada says nothing in response, instead lifting her glass of champagne up to her lips, about to take a sip of it when Raong suddenly grabs it.
โYou really shouldnโt be drinking so much!โ She pouts. โItโs bad for your health.โ
โItโs champagne.โ Bada deadpans, already feeling the soul being sucked out of her.
Raong smiles cheekily, glancing between the alcohol and Bada. โYouโre right.โ She lifts the glass up to her lips, placing them directly onto the spot Bada had hers on, and takes a big gulp of the drink. She pulls away with a proud look, holding the glass up for Bada to take. โHere.โ
โNo thank you.โ Bada immediately answers, her face stone cold. โIโd rather get a new one.โ
For some reason, her comment makes Raong laugh loudlyโincredibly loudโto the point that other guests turn their heads in her direction, their expressions showing a mix between shock and disapproval.
โBada, thereโs no need to act so shy.โ Raong says, completely oblivious to the negative attention sheโs garnered. โWe may be in public, but everyone knows that weโre the most attractive couple here.โ
โCouple?โ Bada scoffs. โWhere did you get that from?โ Out of instinct, her eyes move from Raongโs figure to search for yours. And when she does, a revelation like no other dawns upon her.
Youโre standing in the middle of a circle of men and women like before, but instead of speaking to them, your eyes are solely focused on Badaโno, focused on Raong, who clings to her like a needy girlfriend. Your expression shows nothing but absolute discomfort and anger, a look Badaโs never seen you wear before.
Youโre jealous. She realizes, the thought echoing in her head over and over again and making a strange, satisfied feeling build in her gut. You must be feeling like sheโd been for the past few days while watching you and Hyo interactโfull of resentment and annoyance at the woman touching her.
Then, another thought comes to mind. Will she act upon her jealousy if I push her more?
Bada knows she shouldnโt be this petty. As the older woman in the relationship, and the one more emotionally mature, she should put a stop to Raongโs advances, walk up to you, and whisk you away, ridding both of your sour feelings so you can enjoy the night together free from inhibition.
But the more sinful part of Bada wants you to fully understand how sheโs felt the past few daysโthe turmoil and envy that comes from seeing someone you care about fall into the arms of someone else.
Unfortunately for you, Bada will almost always succumb to sin.
โCome on Bada, I know you feel something for me.โ Raong pushes herself against the older womanโs arm, trying to make her breasts pop, and look enticing.
Although Bada feels nothing at the action, she plays along. โYouโre right, I do.โ She says in a low voice looking down to stare directly into Raongโs eyes.
Badaโs behavior even surprises her, the younger girl gapes for a bit before quickly switching back to her piss-poor attempt at being seductive. โIโm so glad youโve finally realized weโre meant for each other.โ Her voice pitches upwards, trying to do an aegyo voice.
The result only causes a nails-on chalkboard effect, almost making Bada wince and break her facade. But before she can, she quickly glances at you. Youโre still staring at her, your expression now much further into the territory of anger, before you shift your gaze somewhere else hastily, trying to make it seem like you hadnโt been glaring at her and Raong.
โIโm sorry itโs taken me this long.โ Bada turns back to Raong, playing the act up by tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear.
The action makes you gasp across the room, daggers physically puncturing your heart.
Bada hears the sound, and has to stop herself from smirking too widely. Yes, finally you understand how it feels.
Raong swoons at Badaโs display, turning away from her with blushing cheeks and giggling loudly.
โHey, Boss!โ Lusher suddenly appears on Badaโs other side, trying to look casual as she glances between Raong and her friend. โWhat are you doing?โ
โWhat do you mean?โ Bada says casually.
โI mean, why are you all over,โ she lowers her voice to a whisper to say the next word, โthe pest!โ
โIโm not all over her, Iโm simply being polite.โ Bada mutters back, discreetly glancing at you yet again.
โYeah, right. When have you ever been polite to her?โ Lusher catches her straying gaze, finding you on the other side of it. Immediately, it all clicks in her mind. โIf this is about what I said a few days agoโโ
โShouldnโt you be keeping a lookout right now?โ Bada cuts her off sharply.
โBossโฆโ Lusher says in a disapproving tone. Her friend doesnโt budge, instead turning her back toward her and speaking to Raong again. Sensing the conversation is over, Lusher walks away with a pit of guilt burning in her stomach, seeing you struggle to hide your emotions as Bada pretends to fawn over the younger woman beside her.
โWhatโs going on?โ Kirsten stops at Lusherโs side, her eyebrows dipping downward as she observes Badaโs strange behavior.
โI think I might have caused this.โ Lusher admits, hanging her head in shame.
If someone were to ask you how you were feeling at the moment, the best word to describe it would be "out-of-body."
You truly feel like youโre watching the events in front of you unfold as an omnipotent being. Your eyes are able to take in every movement of both Bada and the girl on her arm to the finest detail, which proves to be a cruel form of torture.
Why is this happening? You find yourself questioning over and over again in your mind. Why is Bada acting this way? Why is she allowing that woman to touch her? And why does it look like she enjoys it?
You swear you feel bile form in your throat with every touch they exchange, and although thereโs nothing more that you want to do than to run away in shame, you physically canโt. Youโre rooted to the floor like a statue, cursed to watch your fiancรฉe flirt with another woman.
Perhaps this is your fault for being so naive. Did you really think that Bada would remain loyal to you when your engagement had been a business deal from the start? When she so firmly stated that sheโd never fall in love with you? How could you have believe that she felt something for you when she touched you so gently, smiled at you, and made you laugh?
Had Bada been secretly having affairs with women from the start? Had she touched them like she did, you? Did she mutter to them how beautiful they looked? Did she undress them with her eyes?
โฆHow could you be so stupidโso young and stupid.
But the worst is yet to come.
You watch in slow motion as the woman beside Bada shifts on her feet, putting all her weight onto her tippy toes as she reaches up to place a kiss on your fiancรฉeโs lips. Theyโre just about to touchโ
โAlright kid, letโs go.โ Hyo steps in front of you, blocking your view of Bada and the woman. She grabs onto your arm in a hurry, taking off her jacket and placing it on top of your head to shield you from any straying gazes as she fast-walks you out of the Nam-Suโs mansion, barely managing to tell Lusher that sheโs taking you home before youโre out of the door, the only evidence of your attendance the droplets of small tears dotting the floor.
The entire car ride is dead silent, Hyoโs lips sealed tight into lines, and not a single sound coming from you in the backseat that she has to check every few minutes on you to make sure youโre still there.
You are, but your head is down, her suit jacket blocking her view of you as you fight back waves of tears building in your eyes.
โBada, I have to tell you the truth, Iโve always been in love with youโฆโ The second those words left Raongโs lips, and she began leaning upward in an attempt to kiss her, Bada knew she went too far.
She immediately breaks away from Raongโs hold, the disgusted face sheโd been trying to hold back for so long surfacing in an instant. โWhat do you think youโre doing?โ
โWhat do you mean?โ Raong still keeps her voice artificially high, trying to get closer to Bada again. โAre you too shy to do it in public? Should we go somewhere privateโโ
โI will be going nowhere with you.โ Bada interrupts in a stern voice, straightening out her suit. โIโm engaged.โ
Raongโs smile finally drops, a sour look crossing her face. โSo you really did propose to another woman.โ She glances from the floor to Bada again, mustering up another embarrassing โsexyโ look. โBut itโs fine, she doesnโt have to know.โ
Bada scowls at the younger woman. โI mean this in the most polite way possible,โ she watches as Raong starts to frown, โI would never choose you, or any other woman over my fiancรฉe. She is the only woman I will ever touch, or kiss.โ
Raong stands in front of Bada, frozen and humiliated beyond belief.
โI suggest you stop making advances toward me, if you know whatโs good for you.โ Bada finally says the words sheโs been wanting to for years now, and itโs like a weight has been lifted off of her shoulders. She leaves Raong standing there without a second thought, heading in your direction before she stops, realizing youโre not there anymore.
Her eyebrows furrow, an immediate spike of worry hitting her heart as she searches for Lusher through the crowd of partygoers.ย
When she finds her friend, she walks as quickly as possible towards her. โWhere did she go?โ Bada says, looking from one side of the room to the other in a frenetic manner.
Lusher glances at Kirsten who stands next to her, hesitating before answering. โHyo took her homeโฆโ
Badaโs eyes narrow to slits in milliseconds. โLusher, Iโm taking your car.โ
The Lee mansion feels eerily quiet when Bada enters, the lights reflecting off the white marble flooring, casting an ominous glow as she ascends the stairs.
Although she knows the mess sheโs caused is purely her own fault, a part of her wants to deny it. She wants to call it retribution for all the mental torment sheโs experienced over the past few days.
She wants to call it that, but she knows she canโt.
Standing in front of your door, Badaโs eyes find Hyoโs figure with ease. Your bodyguard is wearing her classic sunglasses again, but this time she doesnโt greet her superior. She doesnโt even acknowledge her presence, simply stands there, her lips in a firm line with her arms crossed against her chest.
Bada briefly considers speaking with Hyo, but eventually decides against it, knowing she should check on you first, before anything else. Her hand reaches up to knock on the wood of your door, the sound echoing through the hallway as she retracts her fist.
She waits there for about three minutes with no response before pushing the door open and entering your bedroom.
Most of the lights have been turned off, just one raining down a small amount of light and illuminating the room. Bada closes the door behind her, the guilt that had already been brewing in her stomach doubling when she notices youโre not in bed, but sitting in front of your vanity with your dress still on, staring at your reflection with an emotionless expression.
Bada mutters your name, stopping a few feet away from you. โI knocked on your door, did you hear me?โ
You donโt respond, only continue to stare at your reflection, completely disregarding her presence.
Bada frowns at you, clearly disappointed by your silence. โYou shouldnโt have left so suddenly. I was worried about you.โ This time, she sees something shift in your eyes, but still, you remain quiet and stock still. Bada huffs, becoming increasingly frustrated as she gets closer to you, stopping right by your side. โIs that Hyoโs jacket?โ She gestures to your bodyguardโs suit thatโs strewn across your shoulders.
This time when you donโt answer her, Bada finally snaps, releasing the tension thatโd been brewing in her for so long.
โWould you say something to me?โ She says, the words coming out much harsher than she intended them to.
Your lips stay stuck together for a minute before they finally part. โWhat do you want me to say, Bada?โ Your voice sounds an equal mix of tired, and uncharacteristically cold. โYou made yourself perfectly clear at the ball.โ
Your fiancรฉe stares at you from through the reflection of the mirror, trying to lock eyes with you. โWhy are you acting this way?โ
โWhy am I acting this way?โ You scoff, rolling your eyes. โYou shouldnโt ask such obvious questions.โ
โIโm asking because I donโt know.โ She lies through her teeth. She does know, and despite that she continues to push you, wanting to hear you say the words, โIโm jealous.โ
โYou know, if you wanted to fool around with other women, the least you could do was take it somewhere private where I wouldnโt have to see.โ You shoot back, tone bordering on venomous.
โI wasnโt fooling around with her.โ Bada denies firmly. โAnd youโre one to talk.โ
โWhat is that supposed to mean?โ You finally look away from the mirror, turning to face Bada with a furious expression.
โHyo took you home.โ Your fiancรฉe lists. โYouโre wearing her jacket. She took photos of you while we were at a public event. Youโve been spending a lot of time with her.โ
โOh please, spare me, Bada Lee,โ you interrupt, your voice rising. โSheโs my bodyguard! And I donโt touch her like you touched that woman. I havenโt kissed herโโ
โI didnโt kiss Raong,โ Bada interjects.
โI spend so much time with her because all you do is work all day!โ You continue ranting. โI have never once disrespected you like you just did to me thirty minutes ago.โ
โItโs not like thatโโ Bada tries to explain herself, but now that youโre speaking, you canโt stop.
โI know you said that you would never fall in love with me, but what the fuck?โ You exclaim. โHow could you just kiss her in front of all of those people when you introduced me as your fiancรฉe?โ
โI didnโt kiss her.โ Bada reiterates, feeling her patience wear thin.
โSome of the guests know my parents!โ Youโre bordering on tears once again. โCan you imagine what theyโll think when they hear that my future wife kissed another woman in front of the most influential people in South Korea?โ
โGod damn itโโ Bada steps forward, her frustration finally getting the better of her as she grabs you by the waist, pulling you flush against her body, forcing you to look into her eyes. "I never kissed Raong," she says again, her voice full of force. "I would never kiss her. I would never kiss a woman that isn't you."
Silence falls heavily across the room, your expression shifting from anger, to confusion, then to surprise.
โIf you believe there is another woman out there that I would rather press my lips against, youโre crazy.โ She whispers.
You stare into Badaโs eyes, completely taken aback by the sudden turn of events before your eyes slip downwards, to where her lips are.
Bada does the same, although she takes it a step further, bringing her thumb up to press onto your bottom lip, watching the plush skin accommodate for the pressure she applies.
โI want you,โ she mutters inches away from your lips. โIโve wanted you from the moment I met you.โ
As if an invisible string had been snapped, both you and Bada surge forward, placing your lips against each other with unrestrained passion. Badaโs right hand grabs onto the side of your face, tilting your head backward as you two move in synch, completely lost in the taste of each other. She pulls you in even closer to the point that your chests knock against each other with every labored breath, the desire between you two so strong that you canโt help but moan.
Bada hears the sound and feels a pulse go straight to her cunt, the build-up to this simple kiss being so long that she canโt help but revel in it. She bites down on your lip and the second you part your lips to gasp, she slips her tongue into your mouth.
Your teeth clash in a heated dance, your tongues caressing each others as Bada turns you around so your back is toward the direction of your bed, walking you backward quickly so that you fall onto it, your body laid out on the cushion like a fallen angel. She follows you onto the bed, keeping herself above you with a single hand as she continues to kiss you deeply, a small string of saliva falling from your lips because of your sloppiness.
Badaโs other hand busies itself by grabbing onto your exposed thigh and hiking it against her hip, pushing her thigh between the gap of yours. Finally she pulls away, both of you panting loudly into the open air of the room. โFuck.โ Bada curses. โIโve been wanting to do that for so long.โ
Your arms wrap around her shoulders, wanting to kiss her again because of her confession.
โI bet youโve wanted to too, huh?โ She smirks, leaning down to just barely graze her lips against yours, not quite giving you what you want. โThatโs why you got so jealous when you thought I kissed Raong, right?โ
You huff at Badaโs words, hearing that womanโs name you frustrates you.
โOh, are you mad?โ She taunts you, laughing. โYeah, youโre really mad arenโt you?โ The hand thatโd been stationed on your thigh moves under the fabric of your dress and inwards, towards your hot and sticky pussy. โYouโre mad because you imagined me touching her like this, didnโt you?โ Her fingers ghost against the material of your underwear, already finding a wet patch forming at the bottom of it.
Bada smirks widely. Sheโs got you right where she wants you.
โDid you imagine me touching her through her panties?โ Badaโs fingers move up and down the wet patch, making it grow with every passing second.
You bite your lip, trying hard to suppress your moans at the feeling of your finacรฉeโs long fingers touching you where you need her most.
โDid you imagine me playing with her pussy and making her moan like a whore?โ Bada nudges her nose with yours, enjoying every second of your withering composure. โHuh? Are you going to say something?โ
You shake your head, wanting to deny the fact that you indeed had imagined all those things in your blind fit of jealousy, which only made you spiral further.
โNo?โ Bada whispers in a higher-pitched voice, trying to mimic you.
You donโt respond.
โSay something.โ She demands, her voice dropping and her eyes narrowing into a glare. It lacks any real hatred or heat but does burn with sexual desire. โSay something or Iโll leave you here wet and panting bitch in heat.โ
You finally release your lip, completely believing that sheโd leave you like this. โNo, please,โ you whimper quietly.
โAh, she speaks.โ Bada smiles, continuing to circle your clit with her fingers, now applying more pressure. โNow tell me, did you imagine any of those things I described to you?โ
Again you grow quiet, embarrassment flooding your veins.
Badaโs smile drops in an instant. โWhat did I say?โ She withdraws her hand from your clit, moving it back toward your thigh.
โWaitโโ you cry out, looking completely in anguish. โI did! I did!โ
Bada hums in approval, placing her fingers against your underwear again. โWhich one?โ
โIโโ The words die on your tongue, the small pressure that Badaโs applying to you making your sensitive body go haywire.
โWhich one?โ She says again firmly.
โTheโthe last one!โ
โOh baby,โ Bada pouts mockingly, โthatโs not good enough. Tell me exactly which one.โ
โI imagined you playing with her pussy.โ You admit, feeling more shame in that moment than you ever had before.
โGood job, babe.โ She praises you. โYou finally got the words out. Should I give you a reward?โ
โYes, please,โ you practically beg.
โWell since you asked so nicely,โ Bada looks at you through hooded eyes, smirking. She pulls away the material of your panties and inserts her finger, your hot, wet walls sucking her in compliantly.
"Bada!" You all but scream, your legs jerking in pleasure.
"You're so wet," Your finacรฉe whispers, hearing the sheer amount of slickness your body produces. "Is this all for me?"
"All for you, Bada." You immediately reply, tears beginning to build in your eyes.
"Good." Pumping her finger agonizingly slow, Bada flips the fabric of your dress up so she can watch your pussy open and close, beating against her finger in a fast rhythm.
"Badaโ" You whine, closing your eyes and trying to move against her long, firm finger. "Touch me more, please."
"Yeah? You want more?" Bada says, continuing her slow pace.
"Yes." You cry.
"But do you think you deserve it?" She asks, glancing between your wrecked pussy to your face, which is beautifully expressive.
โI donโt knโโ you hesitate, โyes, I do.โ
โI donโt know.โ Bada cocks her head to the side, staring at you deeply. โYou spoke to me very rudely just moments before.โ She makes a thoughtful expression before looking down at you again. โI think you should apologize.โ
โIโm sorryโโ you begin, but she cuts you off immediately.
โYou should apologize for wearing this dress to the ball.โ Bada insists. โFor looking so fucking sexy and letting everyone eye fuck you while I had to stand there and watch.โ
โIโm sโโ
โApologize for making me think you and Hyo were fooling around behind my back.โ
At this point youโre so far gone and dizzy, you donโt even fully register what sheโs saying, only that youโre desperate for her to touch you more.
โIโm sorry for everything, Bada.โ You say through heaving breaths.
Your fiancรฉe gives you a satisfied smile. โI accept your apology, baby.โ
Wasting no more time, Bada dives in with an almost inhumane speed, placing her mouth against you, and letting her tongue part your pussy lips as she drives it straight into you. She's rewarded with another loud, pornographic moan as she begins to slurp your juices up, volatile sounds coming from her mouth, and your slick pussy.
Badaโs nose presses against your clit in a dreadfully delicious way, stimulating it and making your legs shake around her head.
โBada!โ You chant her name like a prayer, feeling insane amounts of pleasure you never thought youโd experience in your lifetime.
She mumbles something back, the words lost against the skin of your pussy as she moves her tongue in and out of you faster, adjusting her grip around your thighs so she presses even more of your weight onto her.
Bada pulls away with a heaving breath, her chest rising and falling at a concerning speed. But she doesn't stop, she never does, and before you know it she's diving back in, licking and sucking on your pearly-shaped clit, giving you dizzying pleasure.
She flicks her tongue a few more times, dragging her lips and pressing them firmly down until she's driving her tongue back into your pussy, and moving her tongue around your walls, sucking up all the wetness you produce.
And there's tons of itโsome of it is dripping down Badaโs chin in a nasty combination with her spit, the murky substance stickily beading down until it drops onto her clavicle.
"Oh fuck," you moan, your head being thrown back with your mounting pleasure. Although it felt like sheโd just started, you already feel an orgasm building in the depths of your stomach. "I think I'm gonna cum!"
Briefly popping off your pussy, Bada's raspy voice speaks up. "Do it. Drench me baby, fucking cream all over my face."
Your world goes white for a long moment, your fiancรฉeโs chants egging you on, telling you to just let the pleasure consume you. So you let it happen, you let your pussy throb and release its slick all over Badaโs face.
Quiteness follows your orgasm, but the buzzing in your ears doesn't leave you alone, nor does your bride-to-be.
โOh baby,โ Badaโs head backs away from your body, the lower half of her face absolutely drenched in your cum. She licks her lips, savoring every droplet of your essence, โyou taste like a fucking dream.โ
โBada.โ You whine, her words making your pussy go hot again. โDonโt say things like that.โ
โWhat? You donโt want me to tell you how pretty your pussy is?โ She leans over your face again, wiping your cum off her face with her fingers and licking it after. โDonโt want me to tell you that I could die a happy woman between your legs?โ
You wrap your legs around Badaโs waist, pulling her in closer so you can give her a kiss. She lets you, thankfully, and on her tongue you can taste yourself, which makes you moan.
When she pulls away sheโs wearing a much more tender look, like your kiss had brought her back from a trance. โIโm not done with you yet.โ She whispers, bringing her hands down to grope your tits through the fabric of your dress.
Although itโs late and youโre already tired, you still nod at her, slipping into a submissive state yet again.
Bada smiles at you before completely getting off of the bed, making you stare up at the ceiling in confusion. You prop yourself up on your elbows to see what sheโs doing, and what you see is nothing short of heavenly.
Badaโs stripped herself of her tie, her customized suit jacket, and is now only in a white dress shirtโbut not for long. She chucks off the wrinkled shirt, revealing the black sports bra she was wearing under, andโฆ a pair of muscled arms and abs?
You shouldnโt be surprised, really. Naturally, as the leader of a mafia group, sheโs required to stay relatively lean and strong, yet every divot and curve of her muscles makes you want to jump her bones even more.
Bada doesnโt even realize youโre staring, sheโs much too busy taking off her pants, now only in her sports bra and her boxers, with something else in her hand. She looks up then, finding you practically gaping at her, making her smirk.
โAlready have you star-struck and I havenโt even started yet.โ She chuckles, taking the thing in her hand and placing it closer to the ground so she can step through it.
Itโs then your eyes focus in on it, realizing thatโoh.
A long, girthy black strap sits across Badaโs pelvis. Your eyes widen, your heart racing a the monstrous length and girth of her strap, as well as the texture and ridges on it. You weren't just going to be fucked, you were going to be absolutely destroyed.
โWhen did youโโ your voice dies out, completely lost for words.
โI made a stop to my bedroom before coming here,โ Bada answers easily. โCall it wishful thinking, but I felt Iโd need it.โ She grabs a bottle of lube from the pocket of her dress pants, about to apply some to her cock when she sees movement out of her peripheral and stops.
Absolutely mesmerized, you crawl over to Bada, the material of your dress slightly pulled up so she can trace the curve of your plump ass.
Reaching out an excited hand, you grasp the base of her cock, and open your lips wide before placing them on the mushroom head of her strap.
Immediately Bada drops the lube, her head dropping down in awe to watch you lick and suck on her cock, her jaw falling open. "Fuck." She grabs your head softly, helping you move up and down, her eyes rolling shut. For a second Bada feels like the strap attached to her really is her cock, and that she can feel your plump lips move against it, bringing her unbridled pleasure.
Your slobber drips all the way down her strap and wets her grey boxers, the material turning a damp shade darker. Bada pulls you down her cock gently, trying to avoid gagging you too harshly, but she can't deny the jolt in her cunt when she hears you struggle to take the inches, a slight choking sound murmuring against the black plastic.
"You like that, donโt you?" Bada finally gathers her bearings enough to speak again.
Your eyes glisten with tears as you nod, moving off of her cock to gasp out a breath. "Please, can't wait any longer."
"Okay, baby." Bada nods, giving into your wants easily and moving on top of you again. "Iโm going to make you feel so good, honey." Taking her slick cock, she gently guides it to your pussy. "Open wide."
You immediately comply and spread your legs as wide as you can, watching with parted and panting breaths how your fiancรฉe finally nudges the head of her cock into your pussy.
Slick and wide, her cock splits your pussy open only with its mushroom head inserted, making you let out a debauched and loud moan, the sound reverberating against the walls and filling every pore in the room.
"Shit." Bada curses, feeling herself come to a stop with how hard you're clenching down on her strap. "You've gotta relax, pretty. You're very tight."
Huffing, you attempt to relax your muscles, and slowly but surely, sheโs able to nudge in another inch or two before you start clenching down hard again. Her thumb comes up to your clit and rubs it gently, making your eyes close and another moan slip from your lips.
"C'mon babe, take a nice deep breath in and relax." Bada guides you, rubbing your clit with slightly more force, and at a faster speed.
"Okay." You choke out, taking in a long and shaky breath.
She feels you loosen a bit, and again she takes the chance to slide her cock further inside you, and she's finally able to slip it all in. She breathes out a long, drawn-out curse when all she's able to see of the black plastic is the small sliver of the base.
"There you go." Bada pulls her hand up to your thighs, squishing their flesh in her grip and rubbing soothing circles into them.
Your pussy clenches at your finacรฉeโs raspy praise, a strangled whine leaving your lips. "Badaโ"
"Shhh," Bada moves forward, even able to push slightly more of the strap into you as she reaches over to give you a sweet kiss, shushing your loud cries. "I've got you. Promised I was gonna make you feel good, remember?"
"Mhmm." You hum, your eyes sparkling.
"I'm not going to let my wife down." Bada keeps to her promise and begins moving, her strap slowly pulling out of your wet pussy, then firmly coming back in and making your back arch.
"Holy shit." You awe, your mouth falling open. She hadn't even started yet. Bada then begins to pick up her pace slowly, pulling and pushing through your pussy's walls, the base of her strap slapping against your lower lips and making loud sounds fill the room.
"Damn it," Bada curses, her eyes drinking in the sight of you. Plump lips parted open, eyebrows furrowed in pleasure, your dress falling so that your tits are spilling out and bouncing in kind with her harsh thrusts.
Leaning forward, Bada takes a nipple into her mouth, her unoccupied hand grabbing and caressing the other, her eyes falling closed at the feeling of your tit in her mouth. Fuck, if she knew she could have had you like this long ago, she wouldnโt have waited so long.
But in a weird way, the wait made it even more satisfying, made the sounds of your pornographic moans even more sweet to Badaโs ears.ย
"Bada!" There's not a single thought in your mind anymore, the space being occupied by the woman who is thrusting into your pussy at a dizzying speed, and covering your tits in her spit. The woman who swore she would never fall in love with you. The woman whoโd risked her life to save you from kidnappers. Your fiancรฉe.
Bada's mouth leaves your nipple with an obscene pop, the flesh around it slightly bruised a darker color from her sucking. "Does that feel good baby?"
"It feels so good." You almost scream, your eyes now opening to see Badaโs frantic thrusts, and how sweat is starting to form on the arches of her brows. "You're so good."
Bada closes her eyes, your words going straight to her cunt. "It's about to get a whole lot better." She leans forward again, this time grabbing your legs and folding them up, then pushing them as far as they can into your chest, giving her uninhibited access to your pussy.
You're seeing stars, you're sure of it. Bada's cock is lodged so deep in you, you swear you feel her in your stomach, your eyes widening to the size of saucers. She pounds into you at an incomparable speed, wet, sloshy sounds squirting from your pussy, making a beautiful melody with your moans, and Badaโs low groans.
A ring of cream begins to form around the base of her strap, the milky white substance catching her attention and making her teeth grit painfully against each other. "Are you close?"
"Yes, yes! Don'tโdon't stop!" You cry out,ย your bedroom ceiling moving in your vision with every thrust of her strap.
Bada's breath catches, feeling the stimulation of her strap rubbing and pushing against her cunt build up into an orgasm. "Fuck, me too." She dips down to give you a purely tongue kiss before pulling away, panting. "Cum. Fucking cum, honey. Cum all over me."
And you do. Your mind goes blank and you let out your loudest, most obscene moan and cum on Bada's cock.
She follows close behind, letting out a low and drawn-out groan, cumming in her boxers.
Your body becomes liquid against your sheets, the only sound in the now quiet room being your staggered breath, and your fiancรฉeโs panting.
Kissing your ankle, Bada gently unfolds your legs, making sure to be careful as she lays them back against her bedsheets and slowly pulls some of her strap out of you. You wince a bit and let out a choked whine, which she quickly silences with a sweet kiss and mumbled praises.
"It's alright, honey. You're good, you're with me." Eventually, Bada's able to fully usher her cock out of your still-tight walls and take off her harness, throwing her strap into some random, unimportant corner of the room. "Great job. You were so good, my love."
"Bada." You croak without thought.
"Yeah, honey?" Bada coos, caressing your cheek with her rough thumb.
"I'm tired."
โI know, sweet girl.โ She mumbles, placing her forehead against your own. โCatch your breath, okay? Iโll clean you up. You donโt have to do anything.โ Staying there for only a few more seconds, Bada sits up and walks to your bathroom, grabbing a towel and running it under some water before returning to you. She gently parts your legs, shushing any hisses of pain that leave your lips as she cleans you up, and helps you out of your tight dress.
Once youโre rid of your clothing, she moves to sit next to you.
โHow are you feeling now?โ She asks, staring down at you with nothing but love in her eyes.
โSore.โ You admit.
โAlready?โ Bada looks down at your legs, frowning. โHere,โ She places her large hand on your thigh, slowly kneading your flesh in soothing circles, making you let out small, blissful sighs. โDoes this help?โ
โYes.โ You nod, smiling at her before closing your eyes. โThank you.โ
โYouโre welcome, honey.โ A comfortable silence settles into the air between you two before your finacรฉe breaks it. โAbout before,โ she suddenly begins, her voice low and remorseful. โIโm sorry for what I did.โ
You stare at her quietly, then speak up. โWhy did you do it?โ
Bada looks down at your body and sighs. โI wanted you to understand how I felt.โ
โWhat do you mean?โ
She shifts her gaze to your eyes. โIโve been jealous of you and Hyo for days now.โ
โHyo?โ You say incredulously. โWait, is this about her taking me home? Because she only did that to stop me from seeing you and that woman kiss.โ
โItโs not just because of that.โ Bada shakes her head. โYou two have gotten very close recently, and I didnโt know how to feel about it.โ She closes her eyes, reaching deep within her to find the right words. โI guess I felt envious because she can spend all her day with you, while Iโm constrained to my limited free time to see you.โ
Slowly, the wheels in your cogs start to turn, and suddenly everything makes sense. โBada, Hyo is like an older sister to me.โ You tell her. โI donโt see her in that way.โ
Your fiancรฉe opens her eyes, staring at you with a mildly surprised look. โReally?โ
โYes, really.โ You nod.
โOh, I see.โ Bada moves her hands to your other thigh, starting to massage it. โI donโt see Raong in any romantic light either, by the way. Iโve been trying to get her off my back for years.โ
โWell, clearly she doesnโt understand.โ You huff.
The action is so cute, Bada canโt help but laugh. โBelieve me, she understands now.โ When you give her a confused look, she elaborates. โWhen she tried to kiss me, I told her I had a fiancรฉe.โ
Badaโs words make you smile shyly, butterflies dancing in your tummy.
โAndโฆโ She trails off, a soft smile also finding her lips. โI told her that Iโm in love with my fiancรฉe, and I would never so much as think about devoting myself to anyone other than her.โ
The l word that falls from Badaโs lips makes your eyes grow impossibly wide, and your lips part in astonishment. She watches it all, never shifting her expression away from being loving.
โBadaโฆโ you trail off, tears in your eyes. โI love you too.โ
Gazing into the otherโs eyes, you meet halfway in a sweet kiss, one that seals your love, and commitment to each other.ย
โYou are my everything,โ Bada mumbles against your lips. โI will always succumb to you.โ
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Childhood friends AU Idea
Steve and Eddie are best friends who make plans to learn the elvish alphabet from The Hobbit so that they can pass notes without worrying about other people reading them.
The end of the school year (Eddie in 6th, Steve in 5th) brings a sadness to the two. Eddie's going to middle school and Steve's not yet, but they can hang out on weekends, and they have all summer so no worries. (Also, it gives Steve a little more time to learn elvish, since it'll be a whole year until they're in the same school again.)
Except yes worries because two weeks into summer, Eddie vanishes. When Steve bikes to his house to investigate, the whole house is empty. Packed up and gone. Steve goes to Wayne for answer and all he gets is a smile that doesn't really reassure and words of "his dad got a job opportunity, had to move on short notice. But don't worry, kiddo. I'll get you the number to their new place so you can call."
He learns elvish anyway. It's harder without Eddie to help but he's determined. Eddie might return, or maybe he'll get an address one day. Send a letter to Eddie in full Elvish.
Steve never gets a number or address. Summer ends and sixth grade comes. He doesn't want to forget all the elvish he's learned, just in case. So, he decides to keep a journal. He can write all about everything that's happening and when he sees Eddie, he can give it to him. It's a double win. Eddie will know everything he's missed out on AND it'll help Steve practice elvish.
Sixth grade ends. Eddie doesn't return. Steve did make friends with Carol Perkins though, so he's not as lonely. He hopes Eddie made a new friend, too. But not a new best friend. That's Steve's position, always.
Seventh grade brings Tommy Hagan, but still no Eddie. It brings a growth spurt and sports. Steve likes the easy camaraderie that comes with sports teams. It's like having a lot of friends, which Steve will only admit to needing in his journal. Needing many little connections of friendship to hold together the big hole Eddie left behind.
The summer between seventh and eighth grade brings him a Bruce Springsteen concert. He'd never thought of a boy kissing another boy until he'd witnessed it on stage but he thinks about it a lot after. The end of that summer brings an awaken he refuses to shy away from even if he has to hide it
Eighth grade brings popularity. Steve's good looking, rich, and liked among his peers. It brings the first (and last) time his dad says he's proud of him.
(Steve will spend the rest of his high school career chasing his father's approval.)
Freshman year brings Eddie back, but he's different. His hair is longer and his clothes are darker and he's distant. Defiant and angry. Steve would recognize him anywhere, dressed in anyway.
Eddie doesn't want his friendship anymore. Avoids him in the halls and cafeteria, but Steve is nothing if not persistent. He writes a full letter in elvish to slip into Eddie's locker, but Eddie catches him. Shoves the letter back, unopened, unread, with a harsh whispered, "Don't you get it Harrington? I don't want to be your friend. Fuck off."
Steve doesn't understand why. Not until the table top rants start. Conformity and jocks and brain-dead rich kids who get by on favoritism.
It hurts. Steve feels his heart break the day he finally gets the not-so-subtle messages drilled into his mind. Eddie hates sports, and rich people, and stupid people. Eddie hates all the things that Steve is.
Eddie hates him.
Sophomore year brings Steve a lot of things. It brings the acknowledgment that he was probably in love with Eddie, the way his heart twists the day he sees Eddie flirting with a girl in the hallway, the way he wants the lights out when hooking up with someone so he can imagine a different person pressed against him, the way he gravitates towards brunettes with brown eyes and the flickering hope it might make Eddie jealous. (The way he'd said the wrong name when Brent went down on him, too absorbed in the fantasy of someone else to get it right. Brent hadn't been offended by it, he'd been thinking of someone else, too. Steve finds solidarity for a little bit, until the school year ends and Brent leaves Hawkins.)
Junior year turns Steve's life upside down (pun intended) with monster's coming out of walls. There's probably a lot more he should write about but his journal's pretty empty this year. Too traumatized to document. (Too afraid of what Eddie would say because Steve still writes in his journal like he plans on sending it to Eddie one day. Better to write nothing than sound crazy.)
And halfway through his senior year (don't think about how he's in it with Eddie, about the 4 classes they share, about how Eddie still won't meet his eye) he wants to fade into the background. Nancy and he break up. She's with Jonathan and he hears the whispers of how pathetic he is to be eating lunch with his ex and the guy that 'stole' her. Steve knows that's a lie, Nancy made her choice, and no one can say otherwise, but it hurts to hear. He can't be bothered to try and make new friends. How would he explain the nightmares? The skittishness. The fear of the dark, of pumpkin patches, of his own damn pool now that he's had time to process last year?
Then, the next year brings him Robin. Well. First it brings him an embarrassing uniform and then Russian torture (don't think about it. Don't think about how he'll shorthand the stock list by writing it in Elvish sometimes. Don't think about how the Russian's almost believe they just work for Scoops until they find the stock list in his pocket. Don't think about how they don't believe that the strange script they can't identify isn't proof he's a spy), but in the end he gets Robin. A Platonic Soulmate who understands the hidden side of him. She asked if he was ever in love, and he thinks of the Eddie he used to know, longs to know again, and describes her instead. She rejects him in the softest way possible and then confesses about Tammy, and he confesses about Eddie in turn.
1986 brings Eddie back into his life in the worst way possible. With a bottle to his neck and them both acting like they've never spoken before. It brings twisting guts as Steve lies awake thinking about Eddie alone in a boathouse instead of sharing a bed with him like they used to in elementary school. It brings Steve leading them to Skull Rock (popularized as a make out spot but started as a set of boys' favorite place to play pirates during the summer). Dustin and Eddie make references Steve pretends to not know, despite his own copies of The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings and the numerous amounts of notebooks turned journals with elvish scrawled throughout.
There's a trek through the Upside Down. In another universe, Steve imagines he and Eddie talk. In this one, Robin sticks to his side like an extension of him (which she is), and glares at Eddie every time he looks in Steve's direction. Robin knows everything, knows it all, because there are no secrets between them.
They make plans to stop Vecna, once and for all, and Robin confesses she has a fear. That it won't turn out okay this time, but they have to try anyway. Steve clinks his bottle against hers and looks across the field to Eddie and Dustin. The stakes feel so much higher this time.
"I'm going to talk to Eddie if we survive. Make it right," he says.
"No. He's going to make it right because you didn't do anything wrong," Robin says, which is more support than he thought he'd get given the grudge she holds in his favor.
Eddie said make him pay and Steve does. Nancy advances, shotgun shot after shot and Steve's bounding down the stairs. Vecna beats him to the ground floor but not by much.
A hatchet's not the best tool to remove a head with but he manages. When he looks up, Nancy and Robin are looking down, both approving.
They find Dustin sobbing over Eddie and- and-
Steve's certain he's broken several of Eddie's ribs but he's breathing again, Nancy finds his pulse beneath all the blood, and Robin's retrieved the cut sheets to make bandages out of. Nothing is clean in this world, infection could kill him later, he might not save Eddie like he wants, but fucking Christ, at least if death claims him, it'll be on the right side of the world in a hospital.
Dustin, Robin, and Steve are at Eddie's side when Nancy leads Wayne into the room. They knew she went out looking for him (Steve was going to but Nancy had shoved him back in the chair with a look that left no room for argument) but even so they're startled by him.
Wayne has always been stoic and reserved, so it's no surprise to Steve when he just lets out a low whistle and says, "of all the people I might see here, you weren't one of 'em."
Steve swallows thickly and says, "well. I am. Here, I mean."
And Wayne gives him a watery smile and crosses the room. Pulls Steve into a hug that Steve thinks he probably wants to give to Eddie instead, but Eddie's not awake and standing and Steve is. But then Wayne says, "I told Eddie he couldn' chase ya away. That if he just talked to ya, you'd understand. He tried so hard to make ya hate him, and for what? For ya to be at his bedside anyway."
And Steve sobs. Loud and ugly and suddenly Dustin's there, and so are Robin and Nancy, and it's probably the most awkward hug for all the others but it's the best hug Steve's had in years. He doesn't even care that he's crying because how can he? Wayne's all but confirmed that Eddie doesn't hate him, maybe never hated him. That Eddie has an explanation, a reason for it all, and all he wants is Eddie to wake up and tell him.
Steve finally gets his apology two days after Eddie's release. It's the first time they've been alone together since- well, since elementary school. Wayne drove him here then lied about needing to check on something and said he'd be back in an hour or so before abandoned them to the awkward silence in Steve's living room.
"I'm sorry, Steve!" Eddie blurts out loudly, then looks startled by his own yelling.
"I know. I forgive you."
"You shouldn't."
"I know. Still do anyway. Would like to know what happened, though."
And Eddie tells him. How his father's debts came calling and they ran. How his mom got sick real fast, and his father's crime spree and prison sentence following her passing. How Eddie discovered the same thing about himself that Steve did but didn't have the same acceptance of himself. Hated that another thing marked him as Other. Freak.
He tells Steve how he couldn't let Steve back in because he was afraid of losing him again if he ever learned.
"I didn't think you'd be okay being friends with a faggot," Eddie spits the word out, dirty and mean and directed at himself.
Steve makes a decision then. "Follow me." And he helps Eddie up the stairs and into his room. Eddie sits on the bed and watches as Steve digs out notebook after notebook after notebook, until they're a tower on his bed. Then he topples them over in his search for the first.
Eddie takes the offered notebook with confusion on his face, looking from the cover, where 1978 is written on it. The summer Eddie vanished from Steve's life.
"Open it."
Eddie does and gasps. "Steve. Is this-"
"Every single one of these notebooks was written to you. For you. About you. I read The Hobbit for you. The Lord of the Rings. I learned elvish for you. I think I've been a little bit in love with you since the day we met on the playground on my second day of first grade."
"Steve," it comes out breathless and awed.
"Eddie," Steve repeats back to him, just as breathless as Eddie tosses the notebook aside and reaches for Steve instead. Hauls him in to kiss him senseless amongst the proof of Steve's devotion.
#steddie#fic#this was supposed to be a paragraph or two#why am i like this#steve has a complicated relationship with his parents#but they arent terrible#the picture descriptions have translation for the elvish if you wanna know what Steves been writing in his journals
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You Know This. (cl16)
Pairing: Charles Leclerc x best friend!Reader
Summary: moments of charles and reader throughout the years that show they are so obviously meant for each other so carlos gives them a small push. (they are basically together but without the title...)
Warnings: mentions of Jules and Hervรฉ so little angst but the majority is fluff! one kiss? lando swears. cute couple moments of two idiots UNEDITED
a/n: almost forgot how to write compared to the social media AUs i've been doing... hope you enjoy :)
all translations of french below
Chรฉrie = darling
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19 years old
You stared out the window overlooking the streets of Baku until you heard a sigh from across the room.
โIโm so tired. Is it even worth going through this weekend?โ Charles admitted as you looked over to him running his hands over his face while he took a seat on the edge of the hotel bed. โI donโt know if Iโll make it through.โ
โNo one will blame you if you donโt,โ you said walking over to stand in front of him.ย
โThatโs what they all expect isnโt it?โย
โYouโre doing more than enough just being here,โ you brought your hands to his face and gently rubbed your thumb along his jaw.ย
โI miss him, Y/n. How am I supposed to continue without him?โ he whispered while he wrapped his arms around your frame and pulled you closer to lean his head against your stomach.ย
You could tell that he had finally reached a breaking point from holding out on his own emotions as he helped everyone in the family with theirs. You knew that he was staying strong for Pascale and Arthur while Lorenzo was handling everything for Hervรฉโs funeral. When he asked you to accompany him for this race, you said yes without any doubts crossing your mind.ย ย ย
You soon feel his shoulders shake as he lets out soft sobs. โYou continue for him. Just like you have done for Jules, theyโre going to watch your legacy grow together. One day youโll be driving in that red car placing poles and winning races. You will make it through this,โ you played with the hair at the nape of his neck as you reassured him.
You were aware that he had told Hervรฉ a few weeks ago that he had signed with Ferrari already. In the past few years, it had always been the goal. Everyone understood how crucial it was for him to make that come true.
โYou canโt be sure of that.โ
โI know, but I believe in you. We all do. Itโs only a matter of time.โ
โWhat would I do without you?โ he lifted up his head to look at you.
โWell, itโs a good thing I never plan on leaving you,โ you leaned down to press a gentle kiss on the crown of his head.ย
"I'll never let you go."
20 years old
You were talking with Andrea and Lorenzo near the Alfa Romeo motorhome while you all waited for Charles to finish with media day. โHow do you think heโs doing with the news?โ you anxiously looked around in the hope of seeing him heading your way. โThe media has gone wild when the contact got out that he signed with Ferrari.โ
โProbably basking in the attention,โ Lorenzo laughed. โYou know how long heโs waited for this.โ
โThat boy never fails to catch the camera either,โ Andrea added while you covered your mouth with your hand trying to stifle your laugh when you realized that Charles was finally done for the day.ย
Charles came to your side snaking an arm around your waist and teasingly poked you, โWhat are you three laughing about you?โย
โYou,โ all of you replied, causing him to gasp in fake annoyance.ย
โI know ma chรฉrie would never do such a thing,โ he shook his head at the two men. โEnzo, look how bad of an influence you are.โ Which was Andreaโs queue to quietly leave before he was targeted by the young driver too. He took Lorenzo along with him as the older brother gaped at the accusation.ย
You both started to head to his driverโs room to gather his things before driving back to the hotel. โHow was it?โ you asked him while you took out his phone from your purse.
โA lot. It feels like itโs never ending and everyone keeps congratulating,โ he smiled and reached out for the phone.ย
โIโve only heard of all the good things so far,โ you tell him and hand the phone back to him.ย
You had begun to look for your jacket, and it was almost as if he had read your mind, โItโs right here, Iโve got it.โ
As you two walked out of the paddock, there were still crowds of fans and photographers lingering around the area hoping to catch a glimpse of one of the drivers. People started to whisper and squeal when they saw Charles place his hat on your head allowing you to shield your face from the now flashing cameras.ย
โWho is she?โ
โAww, thatโs so sweet!โ
โThey must be dating.โย
โCharles! Over here!โ
โCan you sign this for me please!โ
You listened to all the hollers from the crowd as you got into the car, โWow.โ
โYou okay?โ Charles softly asked and glanced at you before starting to drive back to the hotel.
โWere they always like that while you were in F2 and Iโve never noticed?โ you let out a breath you didnโt know you were holding.ย
โIโm not sure,โ he chuckled at your reaction.ย
21 years old
โHe has one more corner!โ you held onto Andreaโs arm anxiously looking at the screen.
โMERCEDES THREW EVERYTHING AT HIM TODAYโฆ CHARLES LECLERC HAS COPED BRILLIANTLY!โ you heard from the speakers.
โHEโS GOT IT!โ one of the crew members screamed when they saw Charles shoot down to the line.
โHE WINS IN SPA, HE WINS IN MONZA! CHARLES LECLERC IS THE WINNER OF THE 2019 ITALIAN GRAND PRIX!โ David Croft announced as Charles crossed the finish line. He had just won in Monza in front of the infamous Tifosi.ย
You felt yourself get pushed to the front of the barrier as people started rushing to see the winner. The momentous scene couldnโt have been better. He had just ended the nine-year winless streak in Monza and scored his second consecutive race win. All you could hear in the hectic moment was the Ferrari crew chanting out in Italian for Charles. The crowds of fans roared out in cheers and the stands filled with raised Ferrari and Italian flags.ย
You will never forget the moment he jumped down from on top of his car and made his way over to you. His hands found your sides as you held the sides of his helmet. โYou did it,โ your smile wide and eyes filled with tears as you focused on him.ย
โFor them,โ he told you tenderly.
โFor them,โ you repeated and placed a kiss right where you thought the corner of his mouth would have been. The crew reached over to congratulate him, and the cameras were pointed directly at him wanting to capture the moment.ย
The podium ceremony was scintillating. The crew, media, and Tifosi all packed in to see their winner. Andrea knew to keep you close to the front knowing that Charles would want to see you more than anyone else. It wasnโt only you looking up at him in admiration though it seemed like the world stopped for a moment when he blew a kiss back down to you from the podium.
Your cheeks flushed from the action and beamed as you met his eyes, โI love you,โ you mouthed to him hoping he could read your lips from the stand.ย
โI love you,โ he replied back.ย ย
22 years old
With COVID delaying the F1 season and everyone having to quarantine. You and Charles had decided to move in together into his apartment to keep each other company. It wasnโt hard to fall into a routine for you two.ย
โY/n! Can you bring me water please?โ you heard a yell from Charlesโ gaming room.
You got up from the couch and set aside your book heading into the kitchen. Decided to bring him a small pack of crackers as well along with the water since he had been on stream for a while. You brought the plate to him which he thanked you for and gave your hand three small squeezes.ย
The simple interaction caused the chat to make tons of new comments flow through regarding you. Over the past few years, you found yourself more comfortable with your life in front of the camera because of his career, and it makes you look back to the times of Charlesโ first year in F1. You could now give a small wave to the camera before you planned to head back out to the door.
โThatโs not fair,โ you heard Lando complain from the screen, causing you to halt in your footsteps to listen closely. โYou have Y/n to bring you stuff, and you donโt even need to stop the game.โ
โLandoโs just jealous he doesnโt have anybody,โ George snickered.
โDamn right, I am,โ Lando huffed out. โI want a Y/n.โ
Charles noticed you silently laughing and he motioned for you to come back over wanting to tease Lando a bit more. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you in closer to be in the frame, โToo bad thereโs only one of her.โ
Lando started muttering about how it was not his fault that he was alone during these times all while you shook your head at their antics. Alex and George continued the jokes creating a newfound argument that moved the topic away from you and Charles. โWhat do you want for dinner?โ you questioned him softly not wanting to disrupt the chaotic banter from the others.
โWill you make carbonara?โ
โDID YOU HEAR THAT??โ Lando pointed to the screen baffled. โSHE EVEN COOKS DINNER FOR HIM! WHEN WILL IT BE MY TURN? Y/N, WILL YOU COOK FOR ME NEXT TIME?โ
โSure, Lando. Once quarantine ends we can plan something out,โ you replied with a sweet smile towards the camera.
โYES!โ he cheered out at your response.
โOnce we get back to racing, will you bring your cookies again?โ George asked excitedly.
โOr the muffins!โ Alex added on.ย
โIโll go and bring them if you bring Lily, Alex!โ you answered them.
24 years old
You told Charles earlier in the week telling him that you couldnโt make it to the Bahrain Grand Prix due to work. Really you just wanted to surprise him, and you had been in contact with Carlos planning it out.
โI think he is getting suspicious of me,โ Carlos told you over the phone as you got your bags together waiting for Carlosโ cousin to come and get you from the airport.
โWell, Iโve only sent him short messages for the past few days and maybe ignored a couple of his calls because I canโt keep lying to himโฆโ you explained which caused the man on the other side of the phone to snicker at your dispense.ย
โI swear you want him to kill me, Y/n. Once he finds out.โ
โFind out what? Who are you talking to all the time, mate?โ you listened to Charles continuously question Carlos.
"No one!" Carlos quipped.
"Is that Y/n?" Charles asked him.
"No, it's my sister..."
โGood luck!โ you hung up the call quickly and got into the car with Carlos Oรฑoro.
โCharles found out?โ he started heading to the hotel that the Ferrari team was staying at.ย
โHopefully not yet, but Carlos was talking about how heโs on to him already.โ
A notification went off on your phone and you saw it was a text message from Carlos.
You opened your messages with Charles and came up with something quick to text him about.
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โHermosa! You made it!โ Carlos exclaimed when he saw you walking towards the group of the drivers that just got out of the media pen. "I swear he was going to choke me earlier."
You laughed at his remark and went over to his side to whisper to him, โHe doesnโt know Iโm here yet, right?โ
He tugged you a bit closer and kept his hand on your upper back. He spoke into your ear in a hushed tone while carefully looking around, โNot a clue, but you remember what I said over text? You say heโs not your boyfriend yet, so letโs mess with him just a little. Itโll prove something to you.โ
โProve what-โย
You were cut off by Lando as he finally took notice of your presence, โY/n! Tell me you brought them!โ
โYes, Lando,โ you smiled, taking a small packaged bag of cookies out of your bag before you could even hand them to him. He had snatched it and already begun opening the bag. โYours are back at the hotel,โ you told Carlos who was trying to take one from Lando.
โGIVE ME ONE!โ George yelled at Lando who took his chance and ran off with his cookies.ย
โNO!โ causing George to chase after the Mclaren driver.ย
Another group of drivers came over as they had just finished with their interviews. You saw Charles talking with Sebastian but he didnโt see you yet. โSweetheart! A pleasant surprise, Charles was just talking about how you couldnโt make it,โ Sebastian said with a smile as he walked past you with Fernando.ย
โHello, Sebastian,โ you smiled back and felt a breath near your ear.ย
โHow long do you think it will take him to drag you away?โ Carlos said in a low voice.
โHe wouldnโt,โ you mutter back.
โOh, yes he would. Good luck with him,โ Carlos grinned as Charles had stormed over to you two and grabbed a hold of your wrist.
โCharlie!โ you yelped as you tried to keep up with his pace towards the Ferrariโs motorhome and into his driverโs room.ย
He shut the door behind him, โSo you can text Carlos but not me?โ
"What are you talking about?" you acted confused."
"I know you were on call with Carlos earlier. But you couldn't even answer mine this morning?"
โIt was supposed to be a surprise, Charles,โ you huffed out.
โWhat a surprise that you and Carlos are together now?โ he scoffed at the mere thought.
You began to laugh aloud which caused him to frustrate even further, โE-ex-cuse me?โ you said through your laughter.
โThis is not funny, Y/n.โ
โCharles, itโs funny you think that I would even do anything with Carlos in the first place,โ you pointed out to him while setting your bag down on a chair.ย
You heard his footsteps come closer to you until you felt him press against your back, โAre you not?โ
You turned around to face him and took his face in your hands, โOf course not.โ
โGood,โ he placed his hands on your waist rubbing up and down your sides.
โAnd why is that?โ you raised your eyebrow at him.
โY-you kno-o-ow b-b-because youโr-reโฆโ he trailed off a stuttering mess caught off guard by your question.
You stroke his jaw with your thumbs and brought his face closer to yours, โCharles, Iโm yours. You know this.โ
He leaned down and closed the gap between your lips in a long-awaited kiss. He kissed you gently as if he were testing the waters. You smiled against his lips and moved to wrap your arms around his neck as his hands moved to your hips. You moved forward slightly to lean more into him and he let out a groan against your mouth. He stilled in the kiss, keeping your hips in place from moving further.ย
โNo more surprises, okay?" he said as you separated.
"Okay, but no more jumping to conclusions either."
"You are going to give me gray hairs early, Chรฉrie," he exasperated.
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LOVE your work! If you could do a sequel for Kinktober 20 - Voyeurism, that'd be great! And take however long you'd need, I will wait however long is necessary. But I had an idea, and if you want to do however you want instead, that's fine. But if the reader found the cameras, Gyutaro obviously has access to do this, and Reader decided to have a little fun, because she's into voyeurism, too... All hot and bothered from wondering how long he's been watching her, she hatches a plan. She disables all but one camera, and leaves it angled so Gyutaro can't see anything but a message, on a piece of paper: I know who you are. Come by my room this Friday at 8 PM, or I'll report you. Gyutaro gets there, reader is in lingerie and has her own camera pointed towards the bed! (I feel like I said a lot and not enough...)
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๊ฆ๊ทโงโ Summary Gyutaro is still obsessed with you and still watches you on the cameras regularly. He got lucky not getting caught for so long, but his luck has finally run out. You've found the cameras and he has no choice but to confront you. What he thinks will be the most embarrassing moment of his life will become a blessing in disguise. ๊ฆ๊ทโงโ Content Gyutaro x female!reader, 18+ MDNI, college au, voyeurism, Gyutaro is an incel and a pervert, vaginal sex, creampie ๊ฆ๊ทโงโ Note 2.5k words. I have been so excited to write this, you have no idea. That kinktober entry was one of my favorites so I'm so happy you requested a sequel! โง:๏ฝฅ๏พโ Part one
The semester is finally coming to a close. It's bittersweet because Gyutaro will be relieved when finals are finally over and he can have a break, but he won't be able to see you in class anymore once they've ended. The only thing keeping him going is the secret glimpses into your private life that he has access to. The cameras.
Of course he never got rid of them, why would he? They've been up all semester and he's gotten away with it. Watching you through the cameras has become the highlight of his day and he doesn't plan to stop anytime soon.
All week he's been studying hard for finals, so much so that he hasn't had the time to watch you lately. Usually, he doesn't care too much about grades but he's slacked off so much this year that he has no choice but to do well on his exams.
So, reluctantly, he's temporarily given up his favorite pastime.
Today has been particularly rough though. Having studied all damn day and night, Gyutaro is in dire need of some stress relief. And of course, the first thing that comes to mind is the cameras.
"I guess I could spare some time," he mumbles to himself as he shoves his books to the side and pulls his laptop onto his desk.
A devilish smirk across his face as he closes out his tabs and opens the live recording application. So excited that his fingers are shaking as he double-clicks the icon.
But what welcomes him isn't the sight of you studying at your desk like he had expected. It's something quite different that makes his stomach turn.
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"Fuck..." he curses under his breath, his heart beating wildly as he realizes the situation he got himself into.
Of course this happened, he was too careless. He should have known that he couldn't get away with spying on you for so long. But how did you find the cameras? And how did you figure out that he was the one who put them there?
"Goddammit, I'm screwed," he whimpers, eyes watering from a combination of guilt and frustration.
He knows he has no other choice but to confront you on Friday. Getting expelled or worse, possible criminal charges is not something that he is willing to risk.
The anxiety, stress, and guilt weigh down on him all night and he finds himself not able to fall asleep. It gets so bad that he even vomits a few times.
Tomorrow is Friday so he doesn't have to wait long to find out his fate. However, he's not sure if he should be happy to get it over with or dreading the fact that it's so soon. Either way, it will be unavoidable.
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Gyutaro stands in front of your door, palms sweating as the sound of his heart pounds in his ears. Thankfully for him, his sister wasn't home so he just let himself in.
Taking a deep breath, preparing himself mentally, he hesitantly knocks on your bedroom door. It's funny how he suddenly respects your privacy yet he's been violating it for months.
"Come in," you shout from inside, far too casually for the situation. You do know it's him, don't you?
For a moment Gyutaro contemplates turning around and running out of there to avoid the inevitable embarrassment of facing you. The girl he's had a crush on for the past two years who must surely hate his guts by now. He can't live with himself knowing that you must hate him. But a small glimmer of hope and delusion within him causes his body to move on its own and open the door.
Sitting on the edge of your bed with one leg crossed over the other, you look up at him strangely with no trace of anger or hatred.
"You actually came," you say with a soft smile, standing up to face him properly.
His Adam's apple bobs as he gulps audibly, he already feels himself panicking. He knows he's the one in the wrong so he has no one to blame but himself. But seeing you in person, up close in the same room where he had watched you touch yourself numerous times, he feels overcome by emotion. All he wants is your forgiveness, and he becomes helpless before you.
You watch as this once intimidating man crumbles. The expression on his face reeks of guilt and remorse, "I-I'm so sorry Y/N..." he rasps, voice sounding more hoarse than usual. "I fucked up so bad... I kn-know there ain't nothin' I can say to fix it... but I just don't want you to hate me," he croaks, "please..."
The display can only be described as pathetic, and to say you're shocked by his actions would be an understatement. Gyutaro has always been the type of guy to do what he wants without much regard for others, especially when it came to their opinions. And to be completely honest, you half expected him to walk in here and give you a half-assed apology. But seeing him turn soft like this lights a fire within you.
Without a word, you step closer to him and begin unbuttoning your top โ revealing lacy black lingerie underneath.
Gyutaro's eyes widen and he shakes his head as if trying to wake up from a dream. When that doesn't work, he squeezes his eyes shut and then opens them again to ensure he sees what he thinks he's seeing. Could this possibly be real life?
By now you've finished fully unbuttoning your top, revealing your breasts to his gaze. This is the first time he hasn't seen them through a computer screen.
"What... what're you doing?" He gasps, the sight quite literally taking his breath away.
"I'm not mad at you if that was what you were thinking," you whisper seductively, looking up at him through your lashes.
Face completely red, he struggles to keep eye contact with you as his gaze keeps drifting down towards your chest.
"B-but... why?" He pants.
"Because," you press your body against him, pushing him against the door, "maybe it turned me on." Moving your hand down his body until you reach the bulge straining the front of his jeans. Gyutaro gasps, his cock twitching in response to your touch.
He's far too flustered to speak so you continue, "At first I was mad, but then I thought about everything you must have watched me do without my knowledge. And everything you must have done too," you lean closer, softly kissing his neck, "You jerk off to me, don't you?"
Gyutaro hesitantly nods, so flustered by your bold actions that he can barely manage to speak, "A-All the time..."
Pleased by his answer, you smirk in satisfaction โ slowly undoing his pants and pulling out his cock, "How naughty of you. I wonder why you'd do such a thing," you playfully tease him as you begin stroking his length.
He moans softly and bites his lip, the feeling of your warm, soft hands wrapped around him makes him feel like he's in heaven. "I a-always liked you," he pants, "Ngh- I love watching you undress... ah, a-and when you touch yourself," he admits shamefully.
"Would you like to do it yourself?"
"Wh-what...?"
You giggle and slip his phone out of his pocket, walking over to your desk as you continue, "Would you like to touch me? Don't be silly, I know you want to."
Panting heavily, Gyutaro follows you like a lost puppy. Sickeningly addicted to your affection. "I would... please."
He impatiently watches as you open his phone camera and set it up on your desk, pointing directly to your bed and hitting the record button.
"There we go, so you'll have something special to watch later," you giggle to yourself then turn around to face him again.
Gyutaro stands tall before you, looming above you and looking down at you through half-lidded eyes. This intimidating man seemingly helpless to you. His aching cock a clear indicator as it stands tall, leaking clear sticky liquid as it begs for your attention. He thinks this surely must be the hardest he's ever been in his entire life because only a few seconds without your touch has caused him physical pain.
Poor thing, you kind of feel bad for him honestly. It's obvious just how much he wants this, wants you. It'd be cruel to make him wait any longer so you push him onto your bed and hastily slip out of your pants and fully remove your top. He follows suit and removes the rest of his clothing. The shame and embarrassment of his unusual body suddenly washed away by lust.
Left in nothing but your lingerie, you climb on top of Gyutaro to sit on his lap. This is everything he's dreamed about, and you're offering it to him on a silver platter. And he can't help but take what he wants.
He forcefully grabs your hips and pulls you closer, eagerly crashing his lips against yours in the process. Your lips are pillowy soft against his and taste faintly like your fruit-flavored lip balm. The taste of your lips alone threatens to make him spill between your thighs.
Your entire body heats up as you feel him slide his tongue past your lips. Obviously kissing you blindly with no experience, but you don't care. The passion behind his actions is enough to make your slick soak through your lace panties.
Gyutaro's hands move down to your butt, gripping you tightly and pushing you down against his throbbing member. He can't help but buck his hips up into your heat, seeking the warmth and wetness between your legs.
"Please, Y/N," he pants as he breaks away from the kiss, "I want you so bad... I-I've wanted you for so long."
You whimper as he breaks the kiss, "Then you can have me..."
Positioning him at your entrance, you move your panties to the side and lower down onto him. Sliding his thick cock into your tight hole, an exasperated moan leaves his lips.
Squeezing your eyes tightly, you whimper as you try to adjust to his size. The pleasure quickly overcoming him, he claws red marks into your skin as he tries to stop himself from fucking you silly like he does to his fleshlight.
Leaning his head back, he groans, his Adam's apple bobbing as he tries to steady his breathing and calm down. He's just so damn excited, still unable to believe that this moment is actually real.
Once you feel more accustomed to his large size you begin slowly bouncing on top of him, leaning forward and placing your hands on his shoulders for support.
With each movement of your hips, his moans intensify and it's obvious how hard he's trying not to completely fall apart right now. He always imagined how pretty you'd look beneath him, but honestly the view of having you on top of him is better than anything he's ever imagined. Your gorgeous face contorting as you use his body to pleasure yourself, not so differently from how he watched you for his own pleasure. Your angelic breasts bouncing with each movement of your hips. And not to mention the view he gets when he looks down at where you two are connected โ your perfect pussy taking his cock over and over again, your shared liquids sticking to your thighs and his scrawny hips.
"F-feels so good," he gasps between moans, "So tight, so warm..." This is infinitely better than his fleshlight, so much so that he doesn't think he'll ever be able to go back. Now that he's had a taste of you he's going to be craving this pussy for eternity.
"Ah, you like it?" you moan, "Could've had it sooner if you told me how much you liked me, you pervert."
You can feel his cock twitch inside of you as you call him a pervert. he bites his lip and whimpers, "I-I'm sorry..."
"Such a creep, Gyu," you lean forward, pressing your body against his and picking up the pace, "Hiding cameras in my room so you can watch me while you jerk off. Such a bad boy~" You smirk, narrowing your eyes at him, enjoying how flustered he becomes as you call him out. It's obvious that he enjoys it by the way his blush deepens and he throbs inside of you, so ready and eager to fill you up.
"I'll m-make it up to you," he groans, tightening his grasp on your hips and thrusting up into you fervently โ shoving his cock as deep inside of you as humanly possible, "gonna make you cum."
His phone gets the perfect view of him plunging into you, the wet slapping of skin and your combined moans captured perfectly on audio.
"Fuck, Gyutaro," you hold onto him tightly as he fucks you senseless, ramming into that sensitive spot deep within you, the spot that you could never properly reach with your fingers.
And that all too familiar tightness forms in your stomach, your walls begin to clench around him, and tears spill from your eyes. "G-Gyutaro! I'm-I'm-!!" You gasp and howl at the top of your lungs, trying to speak but your orgasm cuts you off halfway through your sentence. Hitting you harder than it ever has before, your entire body is left shaking as your slick pools in the dips of his hips. Gummy walls spasming around him, begging him to spill inside of you.
He tries his best to control himself but at this point, it's beyond his control and your pussy milks him before he can do anything about it. And he's left spilling inside of you. Feeling each spurt of his hot seed splashing against your cervix, it only intensifies the tremors of your orgasm. Gyutaro's chest heaves and he quite literally wails as he fills you up, holding your hips down so tightly that surely you'll wake up with hand-shaped bruises in the morning.
Post-orgasmic bliss washes over the two of you simultaneously, rendering you unresponsive for a few minutes as you lay your head on his chest. Even the feeling of his semen seeping out of you, rolling down your thighs, and pooling on the bed sheets isn't enough to snap you out of it.
Gyutaro holds you close to him, panting as his sweat sticks his unruly hair to his forehead. But he doesn't care about the disheveled mess he's become; on cloud nine because he got to cum inside of his crush. Adrenaline still coursing through him, keeping him still erect inside of you.
After a few minutes, you open your eyes and begin to lazily trace your fingers along the edge of the birthmark on his bicep. "You'll send me that video, won't you?" You whisper.
"Y-yeah," he sighs in content, "sure thing." He gently slides out of you and moves you to the side, laying you down on the bed. You watch as he gets up to retrieve his phone. He stops the recording and immediately sends it over to you.
"Come here," you pat the spot beside you, "let's make another one from a different angle."
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event | kinkmas 2023
prompt | knotting
pairing | alpha!steve rogers x omega!reader
warnings | omegaverse elements: knotting, mating press, breeding (and me not knowing like anything about the omegaverse.) unprotected p in v. clit rubbing. multiple orgasms. overstimulation. crying kink. breeding kink (like fr he wants her pregnant lol.) he comes in her. some brief aftercare. alpha!steve is so hot and powerful it's ruining my life.
word count | 859
an | i've wanted to write something substantial for an omegaverse au for sooo long but i've just been so hesitant to bc i don't feel super well-versed in the genre. shoutout to @starksbabie, ao3, and my google images search for teaching me everything i know about knotting LOL. and @brandycranby for teaching me about the mating press lol. if i got anything wrong, please let me know!!
imagine being alpha!steve's prized omega and mate, being fucked and bred by him during your heat ๐คค (nomad!steve is what comes to mind first, but i've also had a soft spot for endgame look for the longest time, so i'll let you take your pick ๐)
steve's the kind of alpha that doesn't let you lift a single finger (in or out of heat); everything's always done for you because duh!! you're his baby!! this is especially true when it comes to sex during your heat. your only job is to be pleasured and bred. your alpha will do everything for you, no need to worry your pretty little head ๐
thinking about him spreading you out on your back, bringing your bottom up to the edge of the bed so he can stand over you and pound into you as you lay there and take it. he gets you nice and comfy, laying a blanket down beneath you and positioning a pillow under your head to make it easier for you to look up and keep eye contact. of course, he knows you'll spend much of the ordeal with your eyes closed or rolled back in bliss ๐
the number one thing you crave during your heat is the feeling of being filled up, and by now steve's fucked you enough to make you crave being filled by him specifically. he's massive, even for an alpha. long, thick, and unbelievably powerful. because of his overwhelming size and strength, he has to maintain a good balance of fucking you hard enough to satisfy you both, but not too hard to prevent injury
the look on his face as he's ramming into you is a mixture of such pure love and authority. he absolutely talks you through it ๐๐ you're so overcome with pleasure, he understands it's hard for you to do much talking back
sliding in and out of you at a steady speed, watching as your face is washed over with relief as you finally get what you need. "there you go, honey," smiling as he sees your tummy trembling as it's filled up, "gonna keep fucking this pretty little pussy, just keep being my good girl and taking it. let me give you what you need, doll"
bringing his thumb up to swipe over your quivering clit, always a little eager and impatient with how much he loves to see you come. crooning as you whine and wriggle at the burning feeling he's creating, "i know, baby. i know- so sensitive there, aren't you? look at this pretty little clit. so needy for me"
"nng... n-nnn," he loves the soft, weak little noises you're making. and he loves it even more as they gradually grow louder and more desperate, signaling your building climax
he's working his thumb quicker over your slick button to help keep the pressure rising, "c'mon baby, almost there. you gonna come for me? let's see if we rub a little faster-... oh-" he gasps almost mockingly with a smug smile, praising you heavily as you clench down on his swollen length
and god he could never get tired of seeing you coming. watching as your little face scrunches, your toes curling up in delight, your tummy spasming helplessly as you stammer through a string of angelic, breathy whimpers
"goood, so good for me, baby. keep coming for me, that's it," he draws out his words as you're coming down from your first high. your big, watery eyes and soft little squeaks, paired with having just seen you come, and knowing how sensitive and overstimulated you feel now?? it all makes steve's eyes burn as the heat and primal urges within him rise
it doesn't take long for him to near the edge himself. his large hands come down to manhandle you into position, grabbing under your thighs to force them up, your feet splaying out in the air as he leans himself down over you, his speed and forcefulness bringing tears to your eyes
"gonna come, sweetheart. you want me to fill you up? wanna carry my pups in that pretty little tummy of yours? come on, baby-... shit, that's it-.. f-fuck-"
the feeling of his base rounding out inside you has you crying out weakly, your entire body bracing as you feel the pressure in your core reaching its limit. as the heavy band snaps, your poor, helpless form seizes and spasms beneath your alpha. steve's heavy load shoots into you, the tight mass bulging just inside your entrance locking him inside, forcing you to take what you're given
seconds feel like hours. eventually everything fades to soft tingles as the silence is filled by your and steve's heavy breathing. as soon as he's able, he's shifting so delicately hold you against him, his thick knot still pulsing inside you hard enough to let you feel his heartbeat. "shhh, shhh," he's wiping away the tears that escaped down your cheeks, letting you rest your face in the crook of his neck to breathe in his familiar scent. "i got you, doll. just rest now. close your eyes, i'll take care of you"
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summary: DDDNE one shot AU. No outbreak. You had a mind blowing encounter with Joel one night after meeting at a club. When you evade him, he decides to track you down and teach you a lesson.
warnings: noncon PIV, stalker!Joel, perverted!Joel, reader is feminine, slut shaming, unspecified age gap, degradation.
word count: 2,600
notes: please interact and leave comments if you enjoy my work. It really does encourage me to keep writing.
Joel wasn't going to let you get away this time. He was going to make sure you couldn't up and run like you did the first time - that night two weeks ago, when you had taunted him and tantalised him and even let him taste you, for fucks sake, just to have you disappear into thin air. You had robbed him of pleasure that was rightfully his to take. Tonight, he was going to prove a point.
Joel was going to make you his bitch.
He parks his truck across the street from your apartment and turns off the engine. Your street is shroud in shadows, the dull street lamps doing little to illuminate the area - he doesn't need to worry too much about keeping concealed.
He taps the back of his knuckles on the steering wheel, his eyes vigilantly surveying up and down the sidewalk. He would wait as long as he had to for you to eventually traipse home from a long night out of doing whatever the fuck you and your whore friends do on a Saturday night. He was a patient man. Persistent.
You show up sometime after 2 am. When the taxi pulls up outside your apartment and Joel sees you emerge from the backseat, his hands grip tightly around the steering wheel and he sucks in a sharp breath of air. There you are, finally.
His eyes stay trained on you, transfixed like a predator stalking it's prey. The taxi drives away and you are left alone to totter unsteadily in your highheels up the pathway to your shitty little apartment. He wonders how drunk you are. Your dress is so short that he can almost see your asscheeks. Typical fuckin' slut. His cock thickens in his jeans as he watches you rifle around in your handbag for your housekeys, totally oblivious.
Joel gets out of his truck and swiftly stalks over to you on his long legs, his movements agile and panther like. You don't hear him approach you, too busy concentrating on pushing the key into the lock. Just as you turn the door knob and open the front door Joel clamps his large hand over your mouth and wraps his other arm around your waist. Before you can instinctively scream and fight back he manhandles you into the apartment and slams the door shut behind him with a kick of his boot.
Your keys and handbag fall to the floor. Your body wriggles futilely in his grip as Joel drags you down the hallway to your bedroom, where a lamps brightens the otherwise dark apartment - smart girl, you never know who could be hiding in the shadows. Your hands scratch desperately at his forearms and you squeal into the calloused palm of his hand, your chest heaving as you try to suck in air through your nose. Your back is pressed against his broad chest, his clothed erection jabbing into your ass.
"Quiet," Joel growls. He digs his fingers into the flesh of your cheek and gives your head a shake. "Don't make a fuckin' sound or I'll make you regret it, you hear me?"
You are sobbing in fear now, your body shaking and shuddering. He can feel your heart pounding in your chest. You're so fucking scared - good, you should be, you deserve to feel like this after the shit you pulled last time.
"Nod your head," Joel whispers in the shell of your ear. "Show me you understand."
You nod your head quickly to demonstrate your compliance. He slowly removes his hand from your mouth, your breath hot and shaky as you gasp in a lungful of air. He keeps his arm wrapped securely around your waist, pinning you to his front.
"You remember me, don't you?" He murmers into your ear. His hand trails down to your neck and comes to rest lightly on one of your breasts. "I'm the man who ate that slutty little pussy and gave you the best orgasm of your life."
Your breath hitches briefly, your body stilling momentarily. Yes, you remembered.
How could you not? The chemistry between you that night had been insane, the flirting more thrilling than anything Joel had experienced in a long while. And when Joel had cornered you in a secluded corner of the bar rooftop garden and gone down on you, it was clear that your body had wanted him just as much as he wanted you; your juice gushed in his mouth as you came, barely able to stifle your squeals with your fingers tightly threaded through his salt and pepper curls.
"Ain't gonna run from me now, are ya?" Joel purrs. You shake your head, seemingly too frightened to speak. "Good girl."
He buries his nose in your hair and inhales the sweet scent of your perfume. You smell so fucking good, just as he remembered.
His hand squeezes your breast and kneads it, groaning at the feeling of your soft flesh in his grip. He ruts his hard cock against you, the friction from his jeans causing it to throb and leak.
He needs to feel you. Now.
Joel slides his other hand over your belly and dips it down underneath your dress and inbetween your thighs. The pads of his fingers caress the top of your mound before moving to press on your clit. He feels the scant crotch of your panties sticking to the warmth of your core. You're probably wet, too.
He rubs circles over your clit and you squeal and try to shut your legs to push him away, prompting him to deliver a harsh smack over your pussy. You jolt forward and whine loudly.
"Nuh-huh," Joel tuts. "You're mine tonight, baby. I'll do whatever I want with ya."
He presses his fingers back onto your clit possessively and resumes massaging it in tight swirls. Your thighs tremble and you gasp and mewl, overcome with conflicted pleasure.
Joel smirks to himself - he knew you'd be unable to resist. His other hand continues groping your breast, his thumb swiping back and forth over your hardening nipple.
"Oh my god," you half whisper, half sob. Joel chuckles and grinds his hips against your ass, using his firm grasp on your body to pull you back into his crotch.
"Yeah, honey," he cooes into your ear. "Knew you'd want this, can't help how desperate your little pussy is, huh?"
It would be easy for Joel to get lost in the moment, to drop to his knees and worship your body until you come undone, screaming and moaning his name. He's naturally a giver. He would love to make you cum again - on his tongue, with his fingers, with his cock.
But he has to stop to remind himself why he's here. He needs to remember that tonight isn't about your pleasure. It's about his. It's his fucking turn now.
Without warning Joel abruptly seizes the band of your thong and tears it apart, then flips you around and shoves you forcefully onto the bed. You squeal when your back thuds against the mattress. Within a couple of seconds he's kneeling inbetween your legs and briskly unbuckling his belt, his dark brown eyes looking possessed as he stares at you with intense carnal hunger.
"Thought you could run away," Joel grunts. He hurriedly unzips his jeans and wrangles his thick cock out from his underwear.ย "Leave me high and dry, like a goddamn asshole, huh?"
He feels a smug sense of pride when he clocks the way your eyes widen in panic at the size of his dick. You shake your head frantically and cover your the area between your thighs with your hands, desperately trying to protect yourself from the inevitable destruction Joel is intent on unleashing upon you.
"N-no, I s-swear," you babble pathetically.
Joel huffs a mirthless laugh. "Thought I'd be like all them other losers at the bar, didn't ya? Let ya play those little tricks to get what you want, then fuck off?"
He grabs both of your wrists in one of his paws and wrenches them above your head. He spreads his knees wide between your thighs and peers down at your sweet pussy. The mere sight of your puffy lips and glistening hole makes his cock weep with precum.
You're all Joel has been dreaming and fantasising about for the past week; it had been impossible for him to focus on work when his brain was constantly envisioning your bewitching body and angelic face, the taste of your juicy goddamn pussy on his tongue.
And now here you were in the flesh, the luscious object of his degenerate desires, trapped right underneath him.
Joel strokes the small tuft of hair on your mound before using his forefinger and middle to spread open your pussy lips. His tongue darts out to lick his bottom lip. He knows he should finger you first and make you cum atleast once before he fucks you with his cock; he knows he's big and that it'll hurt you, especially if you're unprepared. But fuck it, it's your punishment for being a teasing whore. He'll make it fit, whether you're ready or not.
Joel grips his cock and gives it a few pumps before shuffling a little closer to your crotch. He angles the blunt head against your slit and slowly begins to push inside you. You quiver and sob below him, fresh tears leaking from your eyes as you beg him to stop. He's only just inched the tip of himself inside your tight heat when you snap and begin to fight.
"No! Fuck off!" You scream and writhe, trying in vain to kick at him with your heeled shoes and wriggle away. Joel let's go of your wrists but quickly collapses ontop of you, the weight of his much larger body instantly restraining you. He hurriedly slaps his hand over your mouth to silence you.
"None'a that, now," he hisses, his nose nuzzling against your cheek. He propels his hips to further push into your cunt, earning a stifled shreik from you. "You're gonna take this fuckin' dick, right here and right now."
You dig your nails into the flannel of his shirt as he rocks his hips back and forth slowly, gradually feeding more and more of his length. You are crying and struggling to breathe through your nose underneath his palm but he doesn't care. He continues the shallow sawing motion for a minute, only allowing half his cock to enter you, mercifully granting your walls a short time to adjust. His hand comes up to stroke over your hair soothingly.
"You're tight, baby. Relax, let me in."
Joel gives one final stuttering push and buries himself all the way to the hilt, his heavy balls pressing against your ass. He lets out a rumbling moan, luxuriating in how your walls contract around him while you struggle to accomodate the entirety of his thick length. Your body wracks with shudders and your thighs quake against the solid flanks of his body, your muscles no doubt straining from the weight of him slotted between your legs.
Joel withdraws his hips until his cock pulls almost completely out of you, momentarily granting you reprieve, only to suddenly slam back inside. You choke out a scream as your eyes roll back into your head. He repeats the motion again and again, over and over, parting your insides and carving a space so deep that you swear you feel him in the pit of your stomach.
His deviant hunger is growing more fervent with every second, his wicked desire to claim you burning to a fever pitch. He had wanted to go slow, to savour the experience, but his conviction is rapidly dissipating.
Joel's movements soon escalate into a rhythmic assault, his cock plunging into your pussy with brutal, deepseated strokes. He presses his nose against your cheek.
"Feel so good, baby," he moans between panting breaths, "knew this pussy would feel like fuckin' heaven."
He maintains the savage pace of his hips crashing against yours for several minutes, reveling in the euphoric pleasure your body grants him. How dare you deny him such bliss, leaving him wounded and unfulfilled and fucking pissed off. Why hadn't you just given him a chance? Was he too old? Was it all just a funny game to you?
A firey flame of indignation and rage rips through his ribcage and guts, urging him to punish you. He wants to ruin you, to show you just how utterly he can break you.
Joel smushes his palm harder against your mouth as he fucks his cock in and out of your abused hole; you wail with every thrust but it comes out as nothing more than a muffled whine.
"Yeah, you feel that?" Joel growls into your ear. "Feel that cock rippin' you apart, ya bitch? Can't run from me now, can ya?"
He pounds into you with fervour, panting and grunting with animalistic voracity, drowning out the noises of your stifled sobs. The bed squeaks against the bedroom wall from the momentum of Joel's unrelenting barrage. He's so lost in his own depravity that he doesn't realise just how quickly his orgasm has approached.
"Gonna cum in this slutty pussy," Joel groans, delirious from the intense pleasure of your cunt squeezing around his dick. "Fill you up til you're fuckin' burstin'. Won't ever forget me now."
Your body goes lax underneath Joel's weight as he jack hammers into you, chasing his climax. Less than ten seconds later he's coming undone, his orgasm reaching its peak. The pace of his hips falter and warm ropes of his cum paint the insides of your tortured body. He pants wildly, nose crushed against the side of your face, his face damp from your tears and the sweat of his exertion. He removes his hand from your mouth and strokes your cheek with his thumb, unbothered by the deep inhale and subsequent weep you cough out from your throat.
Joel stays like that ontop of you for some time, catching his breath and coming down from his high. When the cloud dissipates from his mind and his cock begins to soften inside your walls, he presses a chaste kiss to your temple and carefully pulls out.
He stands up from the bed and groans, his body now worn and weary. You remain exactly where you are, staring up at the ceiling with your body trembling.
Joel hitches his underwear and jeans up and glances up at you as he buckles his belt. He smirks at the sight of your parted legs and ruined cunt, the trickle of cum leaking out and staining your bed sheets.
"Learned your lesson now, didn't you, baby?" He sneers smugly. "Gonna stop and think before teasin' an old man like me ever again, ain't that right?"
All you do is sob and roll over onto your side, facing away from Joel. He chuckles to himself and shakes his head, as if the whole scenario were a joke. "Don't got to worry too much anyway, honey. Ain't no man is gonna want that sloppy pussy now."
He crouches down and picks up the torn scrap of your underwear and shoves it into the pocket of his jeans. "You stay safe now, sweetheart."
Joel doesn't bother to give you one last look before he swaggers out of your bedroom, his ego satisfied and satiated, leaving you alone to wallow in the shattered remains of your soul.
credit to @saradika-graphics for the border used.
#joel miller x reader#joel miller#joel miller dark#dark! joel miller#joel miller dark fic#dark! joel miller x reader#joelmiller#dddne
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y/n l/n
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y/n l/n: what a night to be a gunner ๐
tagged: @arsenalwfc
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leahwilliamsonn: get it โฃ๏ธ
bethmead_: iconic night? I think yes xxx
ksi: went to the game, absolute banger of a goal
y/n l/n: haha tysm, big fan of your lots videos x
use4r: lmaoo did not expect ksi to be here ๐๐
kimlittle1990: a screamer was scored tonight ๐
y/n l/n: all thanks to you ๐๐
katie_mccabe11: โค
caitlinfoord: โค
laiacodina5: โค
y/nily: what a player
user101: were so happy to have you y/n, welcome to the club <3
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y/n l/n
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y/n l/n: thank you everybody for such a wonderful night and season!! much love for you all - 24/25. see you soon โฃ๏ธ
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drinkprime: ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
caitlinfoord: ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ
user777: y/n do you accept my hand in marrige? ๐คฒ๐
y/n l/n: mmmm maybe one day, but atm I think I have someone on my mind, I'm sorry ๐ซ
user777: AHHHHH YOU REPLIED HOLY SHIT
useroo: who is on your mind exactly miss y/n?? ๐คจ๐คจ
y/n l/n: mmm i don't know, I think I'll keep that a secret for now ๐คญ๐๐คซ
useroo: ULQDBDIXCIAOKSBCJCJJXNDBEJOWJDNC
y/nmarryme: y/n i love you ๐ฃ
arsenalwfc: thank you y/n!
chrismd10: miss l/n everybody ๐ช๐ฅ
y/n l/n: chriss ๐ช๐
xeuserxe: umm.... okay ๐คจ
us3r: the emonji combo????????
katie_mccabe11: the woman herself, y/n l/n ๐๐
y/n l/n: katie my love ๐๐๐
katie_mccabe11: ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ
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y/n l/n
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y/n l/n: just because the season ended dosen't mean my love for football did โบ๏ธ new youtube video coming out in 3 days everybody xxx ๐
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xeuserxe: AHHHH can't wait to see it!!! ๐
user111: mmmmmm whos that in the third picture? ๐คจ๐คจ๐คจ
y/n l/n: you'll find out soon enough xx
user111: ๐คจ๐คจ๐คจ
drinkprime: ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
y/n l/n: prime ๐ค me
ksi: hell yeah โค
us3r: sidemen x y/n video when???!???
sidemen: ๐๐คซ
useroo: WAIT WHAT
chrismd10: sick video coming out soon ๐ฅ
y/n l/n: yessir ๐ฃ
userly: chris how would you know that its a good video ๐คจ๐คจ๐คจ
usermybeloved: something is going on between them I just know it
laiacodina5: you just can't stay away from the stadium can you?
y/n l/n: you know I can't lovely ๐
user505: MOTHERRRR ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ
y/n l/n: CHILDDDD ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ
user505: OHMYGOD YOU ACTUALLY RESPONDED I AM SCREAMING WHAT THE FUCK AAHWWHDUCEHJCCHHCHCHDHJC
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chrismd10: England's national darlings and @y/n l/n
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y/n l/n: Christopher count your days
chrismd10: yes dear, of course dear โค
user444: LMAOOOO WHAT
userly: AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA
useredup: istg somethings deffinitly up theyre fighting like an old married couple
bukayosaka87: โค
y/n l/n: my photo creds??? where????
chrismd10: sorry gorgeous, forgot to mention that โค
y/n l/n: mhm, sure sure ๐โค
user777: THE HEARTS??? "GORGEOUS"????? WHAT IS HAPPENING
useroo: this was not on my 2024 bingo card
miniminter: lucky bastard
theobaker_: @y/n l/n be advised that prick never gives photo credits
y/n l/n: thank you for the information theo x
chrismd10: mate shut up
arthurtv: can I come next time? I want to met y/n too :(
chrismd10: no
y/n l/n: christopher you better bring him too next time
chrismd10: yes ma'am
arthurtv: yay!
y/n l/n: ๐ซ
xeuserxe: BAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
user505: y/n is becoming arthurs parent confirmed
us3r: I love them
userly: AGHHHHHH THE CAT IS SO CUTE WTF????????
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arthurtv: mama y papa - chris actually took me to meet the legend herself, y/n l/n!! ๐
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y/n l/n: ARTHURRRRRRRR :))))) ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ
arthurtv: Y/NNNNNNNNNN :))))) ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ
chrismd10: why are you never this nice to me
y/n l/n: fuck off chris
chrismd10: ...
user111: AAWHWHHAHSBXJC THEYRE SO CUTE
user101: I LOVE THEM BAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
chrismd10: yea yea youre welcome mate
georgeclarkeey: boyfriend come see me soon :(
arthurtv: george were not boyfriends! but yes i'll come over tomorrow (:
reevhd: cuties
user505: MAMA Y PAPA, MAMA Y PAPA
useredup: arthur became chris's and y/n's offical child, its confirmed
y/nily: arthurtv thank you for this beautiful pictures of y/n
user777: y/n once again I am asking, do you accept my hand in marrige ๐๐คฒ
chrismd10: she does not.
user777: AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA WTF?????
xeuserxe: JELOUS CHIRS????? HELLO????
useroo: I love how Arthur tagged his coffee in the 3rd picture :((((( ๐ซ
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y/n l/n
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y/n l/n: to my suprise my photographer isn't such a shitty photographer as I thought he'd be
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user444: MOTHER IS MOTHERING
chrismd10: ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
user101: BAHHAHAHAHAHAHAA SAME CHRIS SAME
useredup: chris youre so real for that
y/n l/n: ๐
useroo: and may we know who this photographer is?
useroo: and do we know of him by any chance???
y/n l/n: ๐คทโโ๏ธ๐คซ๐คญ
useroo: AGHHHHHH Y/N SAY SOME ACTUAL INFORMATION PLEASE
y/n l/n: nuh uh
useroo: FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK MEEEEEEEE
useredup: @useroo is having a mental breakdown, love to see it
useroo: ๐
laiacodina5: pretty girl
y/n l/n: says you! xxx
katie_mccabe11: literally marry me
y/n l/n: ๐๐๐
chrismd10: im suprised hes even dealing with you considering youre quite a prick
y/n l/n: oh fuck off ya twat
chrismd10: my point has been proven ladies and gentlemen, goodnight
y/n l/n: shut the fuck up (affectionate)
userly: #fav-old-married-couple
user444: i love them
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chrismd10: theres a silly goose in the last picture, spoiler alert; it's not me!
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behzingagram: peng
y/n l/n: ๐
s1demenl0ver: HAHAHAHAHA LITERALLY ME
user101: Y/N IS SO FUCKING REAL
useroo: hm.. ๐ถ๐คจ
chrismd10: ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
calfreezy: brother ditched us
userly: ARE YALL SEEING THE 3RD PIC?????????
user505: I AM LIKE WHO THE FUCK IS THAT WITH HIM?????????
userly: I DONT HAVE A CLUE
useroo: AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
theburntchip: what a man
y/n l/n: I feel bad for that poor girl, because shes the one dealing with YOU, ya fucking twat
chrismd10: shut up ya prick
userly: as I said, their my #fav-old-married-couple
wroetoshaw: nice mate
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โคท chrismd10: I literally hate you
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lionesses
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lionesses: we proudly announce that the lionesses have qualified for the euros, thanks to y/n l/n's hattrick! โค
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arsenalwfc: y/n l/n everybody! โค
y/n l/n: ๐๐๐
chrismd10: LETS GOOOO Y/N!!!! @y/n l/n ๐ฅ
y/n l/n: CHRISSSSSSSSSS ๐โฃ๏ธ๐
behzingagram: get inn ๐ช
arthurtv: Y/NNNNNNNN ๐
y/n l/n: ARTHUR ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ
calfreezy: thats how its done ๐ช๐
katie_mccabe11: MISS Y/N EVERYONE
y/n l/n: love ya irish ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ
leahwilliamsonn: love ya @y/n l/n โคโคโค
y/n l/n: love you too bae ๐
laiacodina5: thats my girl!!
y/n l/n: ๐ซ๐ซ๐ซ
theburntchip: yes lass ๐ช
georgeclarkeey: yessir
ksi: ๐
tobjizzle: โค
philfoden: congrats! ๐
jackgrealish: well done ladies ๐๐
rico.lewis: ๐
wroetoshaw: very nice
kylewalker2: ๐
johnstones5: ๐
miniminter: ๐ฅ
drinkprime: thats how its done ๐ฅ
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y/n l/n
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y/n l/n: Pre-season in the states ๐บ๐ฒ
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usermybeloved: y/n in her editing era ๐ฅ
user007: lets goooo
arthurtv: good luck y/n!
y/n l/n: thank you arthur!
arthurtv: :)
chrismd10: yea yea good luck ya prick ๐ฅ
y/n l/n: thank you twat ๐
kyracooneyx: ๐ช๐ช๐ช
arsenalwfc: glad to have you back l/n! ๐๐
theobaker_: lets gooooooo arsenal โค
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y/n l/n
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y/n l/n: Third kit is a charm โค #coyg
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userly: stunning stunning girl xx
useredup: ahhhhhh you look so good!!!
adidasfootball: ๐ช๐
chrismd10: fucking peng
y/n l/n: ๐๐๐
user101: OH???!?????? ๐คจ๐
us3r: EXCUSE ME
user2.0: OHMAGAWD
drinkprime: ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฅ
arsenal: looking good miss l/n ๐ช
y/nily: y/n look bad in a kit challange (impossible)
user777: y/n pls marry me? ๐๐คฒ
chrismd10: she says no xx
user101: BAHHAHAHAHAHA CHRIS ILY
useroo: BAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAA
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y/n l/n
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y/n l/n: is mister pickles ๐ฅ an icon? sources suggest that he is (sources; me, chrismd, arthurtv, georgeclarkey)!
tagged: @chrismd10 @arthurtv @georgeclarkeey
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chrismd10: hes more iconic than you thats for sure
y/n l/n: youre going to lose your privilege to see pickles if you continue to do this christopher
chrismd10: yes ma'am, sorry ma'am
xouserxo: AAAAAAAAA I LOVE YOU TWO SO MUCH SJX
arthurtv: I'd say the sources are correct!
georgeclarkeey: that dog is one sassy little dude. i love him
xeuserxe: AHHHH HES ADORABLE
caitlinfoord: pickles is the best (:
user505: "all hail pickles" we say in unison ๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฃ
useredup: PICKLEEEEES ๐น๐น๐น๐น
y/n l/n: back off, pickles is scared ๐คบ๐คบ๐คบ๐คบ๐คบ๐คบ
theburntchip: what a distinguished fellow
arsenalwfc: were missing the lil man on the pitch
chrismd10: btw i will be stealing him
y/n l/n: cunt
user007: AHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA
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y/n l/n
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y/n l/n: oui oui bonjour ๐งธโ๏ธ
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chrismd10: do you even know what that means?
y/n l/n: En fait, je comprends ce que รงa veut dire, espรจce d'idiot - TRANSLATION; Actually, I understand what that means, you idiot
chrismd10: hot.
y/n l/n: HAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHA
xouserxo: AHHHHH PARIS ๐๐๐๐
user111: are we not going to talk about the fifth picture...?
useroo: mmm y/n whos that in the fifth picture? ๐คจ
y/n l/n: mmm i thinks it's..... nonya business ๐คซ๐๐๐๐
useroo: ๐๐๐
useredup: @useroo is so done w y/n's shit ๐๐ญ
chloekelly: pretty โก
y/n l/n: AGHHHHH CHLOE I LOVE YOU DBJXCLUXEFG
user007: y/n youre so real for that xjxnc ๐ญ
user444: paris is really the city of love, right @y/n l/n ... ๐คจ
y/n l/n: deffinitly!! ๐คญ๐คญ๐คญ๐คญ
kyracooneyx: happiness is a good luck on you. so is being in love
y/n l/n: off with your head, youve already said to much
userly: BAHAHHAHAHAHAHA
us3r: LMAOOOOOOO KYRA GIVE US MORE INFO PLEASE
kyracooneyx: well you deffinitly know him
y/n l/n: KYRAAAAAAAAAAA
useredup: OHMYGOD I THINK MY SUSPISONS HAVE BEEN CONFIRMED THANK YOU KYRA!!!!
chrismd10: ๐ธ๐ธ
y/n l/n: ๐๐
y/nily: ๐คจ๐คจ๐คจ๐คจ๐คจ๐คจ
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chrismd10
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chrismd10: as the missus said, "oui oui bonjour ๐งธ"
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y/n l/n: do YOU know what that means? ๐๐คจ
chrismd10: oui
theburntchip: smooth fella smooth
calfreezy: nice going mate
behzingagram: happy for you ya twat
tobjizzle: โค
y/n l/n: ily
chrismd10: ily2
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y/n l/n
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y/n l/n: god its so hard to be in a relationship with such a lovable twat โค
tagged: @chrismd10
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y/n l/n: love ya @chrismd10
chrismd10: even more than pickles?
y/n l/n: know your fucking limits.
us3r: BAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA
bambinobecky: ๐ฅณ๐ฅณ
caitlinfoord: โฃ๏ธโฃ๏ธโฃ๏ธ
laiacodina5: whoooooooo ๐๐๐
katie_mccabe11: happy for you doll xxx
y/n l/n: @useroo so it looks like nonya business was actually mr. chrismd (: sorry for all the caused breakdowns xxx
useroo: fuck me im so happy but also fuck you coudn't you have announced this before all my breakdowns miss y/n
y/n l/n: nope! ๐๐๐๐คช
useroo: ๐โค
useredup: AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
xouserxo: HELL YEAAAAH
arthurtv: mama y papa
y/n l/n: hello child <3!!!
chrismd10: hello.. child.
arthurtv: ๐๐
theburbtchip: about damn time
tobjizzle: soo happy for you guys โค
y/n l/n: thank you tobi!!! โฃ๏ธ
user007: WAR IS OVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER
user777: oh.. so thats why you wont take my hand in marrige :( BUT YAY SO HAPPY FOR YOU GUYS
userly: IT FINALLY HAPPENED FUCK YEAAAAS
user444: YIPPIE YIPPIE YIPPIE YIPPIE YIPPIE
user111: MOTHERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
user101: *screams in single*
usermybeloved: BEST COUPLE IN 2024 CONFIRMED
y/nily: โฃ๏ธโฃ๏ธโฃ๏ธโฃ๏ธโฃ๏ธ๐ฅณ๐ฅณ๐ฅณ๐ฅณ๐ฅณ
chrismd10: love you too darling โค
y/n l/n: YAYAYAYAY
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chrismd10: love you to ya prick
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ksi: congrats bro
chrismd10: thanks ksi
tobjizzle: โค
theburntchip: as I written before, about damn time
callux: ๐๐
wroetoshaw: im suprised ya fucking bagged her mate, bloody hell well done
chrismd10: thanks harry
zerkaa: ๐
arthurtv: my parents are finally together :)
arthurnfhill: im impressed
miniminter: ๐๐๐
behzingagram: how the fuck did you bag her
chrismd10: actually quite easily for your information you fat prick
vikkstagram: ๐๐๐
calfreezy: sap
chrismd10: shut the fuck up ya long dick
calfreezy: midget
georgeclarkeey: sigh, ive lost another boyfriend ๐
y/n l/n: it's okay pookie we'll share โค
chrismd10: ...i did not consent to this.
us3r: my childhood youtuber getting together with my favourite female footballer was not on my 2024 bingo card
useroo: about fucking time.
s1demenl0ver: ๐ฅณ๐ฅณ๐ฅณ
useredup: congrats guys ๐
user111: โค
user007: I AM LITERALLY SO HAPPY OHMYGOD
user777: @chrismd10 will you ask y/n if she'll take my hand in marrige ๐๐คฒ
chrismd10: she says no, AGAIN.
useredup: AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHA
user444: YASSSSSS
user101: nahh but honestly chris takes really good pictures
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โคท chrismd10 liked y/n l/n's story! โก
โคท chrismd10: I literally posted a cute little photodump of you and you're posting this??? Ya fucking prick
โคท y/n l/n: l love you too ya twat! Also let me post our child โค
โคท chrismd10: yeah yeah whatever. i love you too ya prick โค
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chrismd10: it's possible that she likes her caps more than me..
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chrismd10: just so you all know I am not a sap, I did not know she'd post arthur on her story the moment id post her okay?? fuck off ya twats
behzingagram: sap
chrismd10: shut the fuck up
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