#but... are you only hanging out in the club because you're dressed in black?

[fisheito]

still thinking about those promo pics where they locked the tops and bottoms in separate rooms

[neptuneiris]

sparks (01/04)

My heart is yours It's you that I hold on to

pairing: business-boyfriend!aemond x fem!reader

summary: at the beginning your relationship with aemond is perfect and there were no worries. until he becomes the Heir of his father's company, the most important in the whole country and certain events and certain people start to interfere in the relationship.

word count: 8.6k

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AHHH here is another story!

I'm really excited for this one especially since it's angst but in a modern world, which I haven't done since cardigan and gosh what I have prepared for this, you're going to like it a lot or that's what I hope haha.

I look forward to your comments excited, I love responding to each one of them, thank you for your support and for reading, you are amazing beautiful people, enjoy!

warnings: pure angst

You're losing him.

You say to yourself as you read the messages from your boyfriend, Aemond.

You stare emotionlessly at your phone screen for a few more moments as you bite the inside of your cheek, beginning to feel a sharp pain in your chest and disappointment coursing through your body.

With a defeated gesture, you turn off the screen and head to your room, starting to take off your makeup, hairstyle and also the beautiful black dress that you were so excited for Aemond to see you wearing.

You resist the urge to cry at all times, especially when you remove your makeup and look at yourself in the mirror, biting your lips and telling yourself that this is no big deal, that you shouldn't cry.

You know it's not his fault, you know he has work and that keeps him very busy, but it's not the first time this has happened.

Days before he proposes the idea of going to dinner, just you and him, to one of those fine restaurants downtown, telling you he wants to enjoy a luxurious dinner with you, making you get excited and start planning what you will wear and how you will do your makeup and hair.

And when the day comes… his work prevents him from leaving the company building and consumes more of his time.

You understand the great responsibility he carries on his back being the heir to his father's important company, preparing at twenty-three years old to become the next big head and boss by the time comes, but you never thought you would have to spend less time with him every day.

Aemond a year ago graduated with a degree in business management and as soon as he received his college degree, he started working with his father.

You met him because you both have friends in common at the same university even though you study marketing and are a year younger, yet your friends would ask you out to clubs or for drinks and Aemond would join in.

That's when the two of you started talking and getting to know each other better. And as a result of that, eventually he and you started hanging out together until you formalized everything by being in a relationship.

Not too long after that, the two of you decided to live together in an apartment near the university, which you could afford because Aemond has always belonged to a rich family and also because of your half-time job at a coffee shop.

But when Aemond graduated and started working with his father, the whole relationship slowly began to change.

You only talk when he comes home late, asking you how was your day, what did you do and you also ask the same to him, realizing that there is no day where Aemond does not go through stress.

Now you see him less time, in the evening he comes back and you don't even talk much as he feels exhausted, so he takes a shower and goes to sleep.

There are no more times where you go out to the movies, to a fast food restaurant, bowling, for drinks with friends, not even watching movies at home or eating together, be it breakfast, lunch, dinner, nothing.

Even in his days off, he is working in his home office, taking calls and so on, while you miraculously wait for him to have a little break and talk to you, but again... nothing.

That's why right now you don't want to get angry with him, because you know it's not his fault, but still... you can't resist it anymore and the first tears fall down your cheeks and low sobs escape from your throat.

You want to reassure yourself, thinking that you shouldn't cry over this, that it's not that big of a deal, but you can't stop, the tears keep coming and your sobs are the only thing that can be heard all over the room, crying louder at the thought of how much you miss him.

You continue to remove everything from your face in tears, even the hairstyle that took you hours, and then you calm down and put on your sleeping clothes.

You leave your beautiful dress on your comfortable sofa next to the window, deciding to put it properly back in your closet tomorrow, not having any more courage for this day, wanting to lie down on your bed, sleep and nothing else.

You feel sleep take you and you sink into deep darkness, resting. Then you don't know exactly how much time has passed, but a sound makes you slowly open your eyes.

You hear him start to walk softly around the room, trying not to make too much noise, feeling his gaze on you for a few moments.

You hear perfectly the sound of the door to the room and then footsteps entering.

"Love? Are you asleep?"

You hear him ask you in his low but audible and attentive enough tone, but you don't say or do anything to him.

Aemond lets out a long breath as he sees that you are asleep, feeling very tired and just as disappointed as you are, to start taking off his clothes and heading to take a shower.

You continue to lie still, turning your back to him, still pretending to sleep when you know you shouldn't but... you don't want to talk to him about what happened tonight, you don't feel in the mood.

You're tired, disappointed and don't want to get upset with him when it's not his fault, but you won't be able to help it.

And when he returns to the room already with his sleeping clothes on, about to lie down next to you, he briefly inspects the room and feels a pain in his chest when he sees two of your makeup removal towels on your vanity full of it, causing him pity.

It doesn't really take him long even though all the time he thinks about you and how disappointed you must have been, also how sad you must have felt.

But you never bother with him and that's what makes him more frustrated as he fails you once again because you understand him, you always do.

Also when he sees the black dress on the couch, he feels terrible.

Finally he turns his attention to you in bed, turning off the bathroom light and lying down next to you, instantly hugging you gently from behind so as not to wake you up and leaves a soft, tender kiss on your shoulder and others in your hair.

You still continue to pretend, enjoying his touch for a moment, but you again hold back the urge to cry all the time, feeling so good but not enough, as before.

Then Aemond drops his head on the pillow, covers himself with the sheets and finally he is carried away by the sleep, still hugging you.

You bite the inside of your cheek throughout, trying to control yourself so as not to get his attention when you've been doing so well and you close your eyes, wanting to go back to sleep

Yet there in the dark, in the place of you and Aemond, with his arm around you and holding you against him, feeling his soft breath at the base of your neck, you can't help but wonder: what if he's losing me?

You let out a long breath as you finally dare to walk through the huge doors of the big and tall building where Aemond works.

You have been here many times before, this is nothing new to you, however you feel anxious and a bit nervous as you have decided to come here without telling him before.

So you don't know if he is busy in the middle of a meeting or if he is in his office with a pile of papers around.

You are allowed free passage as most of the people here know you for being his girlfriend, so you don't really have any problems and say hello to all the receptionists, secretaries and security guards.

You have decided to come here to bring him his coffee of choice and also food, knowing that his break time starts in exactly ten minutes.

The thing is that he seems to be still working after all so you don't know what he must be doing now.

Once the elevator drops you on the floor where his office is, you instantly greet Eleonor, his assistant.

"It's been a while since I've seen you last, Y/N!"

She says with a loving smile, hugging you tightly and you smile hugging her back, taking care not to let the food and coffee fall out of your hands.

"Oh yeah, I'll tell you," she says pointing to all the paperwork on her desk with an exhausted look, "That man doesn't rest and you should put a limit on him," she says seriously.

"Yeah, I know," you both pull apart and you look at her without wiping your smile, "I've been really busy with college and also Aemond lately has had a lot of work so.... each one is on his own."

"You know how stubborn he is," you tell her as you shake your head in disappointment, "But anyway, I came to bring him food, is he in his office?" you point to his door.

"Oh no, he went to his father's office for some papers, but he should be on his way back by no—

The sound of the elevator makes you both turn your gazes to it, interrupting Eleonor and when the doors open Aemond appears, quickly walking out of there with his gaze fixed on the screen of his phone while in his other hand he holds a folder.

"There he is," Eleonor tells you with a small smile.

You smile back at her and turn your attention to Aemond, who looks so handsome in his office suits, so masculine and powerful, drawing everyone's attention everywhere he goes, adding to that his beautiful long silver hair.

But not only that, his sapphire eye also attracts attention.

He lost his eye in an accident as a child, however, by filling his empty socket with that precious stone, he feels even more powerful, signifying respect and endurance to him, also a form of intimidation as he will become the boss one day.

He also has a prosthetic eye, but that one he wears more when he is with his family or also when he was going to college, although already being at home, he doesn't wear anything.

You see the frustration all over his face at whatever he must be looking at on his phone screen, but when he looks up, everything softens the moment he sees you, a small smile appears on his lips, but also the slight confusion, speeding up his pace towards you a little more.

"Hey baby."

"Hi," you smile softly at him, closing the distance between the two of you.

"What are you doing here?"

He asks you without wiping away his small smile, reaching towards you and instantly leaning down to leave a soft kiss on your lips which you reciprocate, smiling.

"I came to bring you your black coffee and food too," you point to everything in your hands, proudly.

"But don't you have classes?" he asks you confused, watching everything and also you, attentive.

"In two hours"

"Oh thank you, my sweet girl," he leaves another soft kiss on your lips, taking the coffee first as he sets the papers down on Eleonor's desk to take a sip, "Uff, I needed that."

"Yeah," you let out a small laugh, "It's your lunch hour, isn't it?"

"It's supposed to be," he tells you as the frustration returns to his face and so does his bad mood, "I have an important meeting in five minutes, I just got word," he points to the boardroom with his gaze, taking another sip of his coffee.

"Oh," disappointment again washes over you, as you had hoped this wouldn't happen, "I was hoping to spend some time with you," you tell him trying not to sound as sad as you really are.

And he lets out a long breath, turning his expression of pity and concern.

"I know love," he tells you as he rests his forehead with yours, looking at you sadly and as if asking for forgiveness, "You know if I could do anything—

"No, no, I know, it's okay babe," you assure him, interrupting him, "Then I won't stop you anymore if you have to work."

You smile softly at him, though it doesn't quite reach your eyes and then take the topper where his food is, as Aemond watches you intently and even sadly.

"I'll leave this in your office until you can eat, then I'll leave."

"Wait," he stops you in a soft voice, pulling you back towards him as he takes your arm, "Y/N, about last night—

"Mr. Targaryen!"

Suddenly a female voice interrupts him and also the moment, making you both focus behind him, where a tall woman with long black hair, red dress and black high heels approaches with a rather elegant and calculated way of walking, with a huge smile on her lips.

Aemond watches you back and stands next to you as he intertwines his fingers with yours and clears his throat, turning back to watch her.

"Miss Rivers," he nods politely towards her.

"It is a pleasure to see you on this day, Mr. Targaryen," she nods her head towards him as well, placing herself in front of you both.

"It is also a pleasure."

You watch Aemond for a second and then turn your gaze to her, watching as she also watches you at about the same time and that's when he reacts.

"Love, this is Alys Rivers, co-owner of the Riverlands company," he tells you and points to you with his hand, "And Miss Rivers, this is Y/N Y/L/N, my girlfriend."

You usually meet a lot of people who are also involved in all this business management stuff because of Aemond, especially when he takes you with him to important events and dinners as his companion, so this isn't new either.

What is new is this woman... Alys Rivers.

Normally she would have been just another woman who owns a company and is doing business with Aemond for her father's company, but the way she subtly inspects you up and down, and you notice the way she looks at your joined hand with Aemond.... you don't like it.

She looks at you superiorly and as if you're no big deal, almost expectantly, her bright smile from before disappearing for a second, but then she holds out her hand to you.

"Oh sure, it is a pleasure to meet you," she says to you with the brighter smile from before, but completely fake.

You bite the inside of your cheek and since you shouldn't be rude, much less to what you think is Aemond's new partner and company, you take her hand and shake it briefly.

"A pleasure," you nod in her direction.

"We're discussing a contract," Aemond then tells you, leaning his body toward you.

"Oh really? That sounds—

"Actually, speaking of discussions," she interrupts you, catching both of your attention, "I'm sorry but could I steal your boyfriend for a moment?"

She asks you suddenly, her tone too high and mellow, completely fake, without erasing her smile, revealing her perfect, aligned teeth.

"I really don't mean to intrude," she says with a sorrow look, but you don't believe her at all, "It's just that I'm afraid your grandfather and also my uncle are already expecting us Mr. Targaryen," she turns to Aemond to focus on you again, "I'm sure you'll understand, business stuff."

Of course you understand, you know Aemond's job perfectly well and in fact you wouldn't have taken any more notice of this woman despite the fake way she acts towards you and also because of the way she looked at you before.

But... you care very much the moment she places her hand on Aemond's shoulder, exposing her perfect red painted nails.

"Shall we?" she asks him as she watches him with a certain gleam in her eyes and gaze, completely attentive and in his disposition.

Of course Aemond notices this too, who almost instantly watches as she touches him, not understanding what has happened to her to casually make such a gesture or rather what has she thought to take such a liberty, then subtly walking away from her, trying not to look annoyed.

"I'll be there in a moment," he tells her just as polite and serious as before.

But she is insistent.

"I'm sorry Mr. Targaryen but we must leave now."

"Don't worry, I'm sure my grandfather can speak in my absence."

The smile fades from her lips, but you see how she quickly pulls herself together, although you've had enough of this and you don't want to delay Aemond any longer even though you don't like this woman at all, but at least they won't be alone and there are more people involved in the meeting.

And before she speaks, you do, addressing him.

"Don't worry love, I'll be on my way," you smile at him, "I don't want to delay you any longer. But I'll see you tonight, okay?"

And this immediately gets his attention.

"Do you need someone to drive you? I can tell Cole."

"No, no need, it's fine," you assure him, "You eat this, okay?"

You point to the food then extend it to Eleonor, as he smiles softly.

"Okay."

"Have a good day, love you."

"You too, love you."

You leave a soft kiss on his lips and finally head to the elevator, feeling the piercing gaze of Alys Rivers, but you don't mind, since at least you weren't the fake one the whole time.

After you leave the building and head to the university, your day goes by slow, stressful and with a lot to do, until finally your class ends at almost nine o'clock at night and you head home completely exhausted.

Normally Aemond comes home at ten o'clock at night, however, you don't know why you were hoping that maybe he had come home earlier, however, when you get to the apartment everything is dark.

You let out a long breath and turn on the lights, wishing and hoping that Aemond was already here and that just for one night, he would be the one to welcome you home.

You've thought about bringing up the subject of how you should spend more time with him, how he could maybe organize his work schedule better, how you've been feeling lately and how you misses him, telling him that nothing feels like it used to.

So the days and weeks go by, nothing has changed, you are still working half days, you are still going to classes, doing projects, research and so on.

While Aemond is still working very hard at the company, both of you seeing each other until late at night when he finishes another long and stressful day at work.

However, the words get stuck in your throat as you see him coming home from work very tired, deciding it's best to let him rest and sleep.

But more and more you feel the disappointment and sadness envelop you, having to deal with it yourself because you don't want to upset him.

Then one day, everything starts to go wrong.

In the middle of your Sales and Negotiation class, suddenly your phone vibrates and while listening attentively to your professor, you briefly glance at the screen for a second, seeing that it's a message from Floris, a friend you and Aemond have in common.

She apparently sends you a link to a magazine article that you can't really read unless you open the chat, and then you see two more messages from her.

[Floris B]: you saw this??

[Floris B]: ????

This definitely gets your attention, but before you can do anything, your professor draws more attention from everyone in the class and you go back to being attentive, hoping none of it was a bad thing.

However, an hour after class ends, you finally leave the classroom and start walking down the hallway in the direction of your next class with your phone in hand, opening the curious magazine link and what pops up... it's definitely bad.

With your thumb you read more of the whole news, where yes there are pictures of Aemond with that woman in a restaurant, just the two of them, him in his office clothes and her in an elegant dress.

You feel your breathing getting heavier as you see more pictures, where there is one in particular where you see how she has her hand on top of his, they are both obviously talking but there are also papers and folders on the table.

Again you feel that sharp pain in your chest, not wanting to jump to conclusions so fast, you trust Aemond with your life but clearly you don't trust her.

What you don't understand is why they went to a restaurant together. If they have talked business, which in fact there is no other reason why the two of them would be together, why not take care of it at the office?

You enter Safari and as you google Aemond, you see the same magazine article everywhere, instantly more magazines and newspapers advertising the same thing, all about a possible relationship between him and Alys Rivers.

You let out a long breath and finally head to your class, trying not to think about it anymore, but as the minutes tick by... you can't.

In all your remaining classes you find it hard to concentrate, you feel an uncertainty and anxiety all the time, you feel really bad and you have no idea what will happen when Aemond and you see each other tonight.

Not only Floris messages you, but also other friends that you and Aemond have in common, but you don't respond to them, only making you feel more anxious that the news is spreading fast.

Until finally you can go home and having no other choice, you wait for Aemond to arrive.

You pour yourself a glass of wine, unable to help it and wait for Aemond at the kitchen island, drinking and having the hope that this, that woman, is no threat and that what happened just happened inside the business and will not happen anymore.

Or at least it won't happen anymore in the sense that Aemond won't show up with her publicly anymore to avoid the press making speculations like this, that whether you want it to or not, they affect you and a lot.

You really don't know what is going on with Aemond in the company, you don't know what he talks about with his grandfather, his father, his mother and this woman, you don't know about his negotiations, his work and that's why it affects you, because you don't know what is happening.

Everything would be simpler if he and you had the time to talk, to share what you do, what you should do, as before.

However... you have the suspicion that this is not only in Aemond's hands, but that it is something beyond, something this woman is in control of and you don't like it at all, not since you met her and she gave you a bad feeling.

And you finally let out all the air you're holding in when you hear the sound of the door.

You continue sitting still on the stool, with the glass of wine in your hands, waiting. When again you hear the sound of the door closing and the figure of Aemond appearing, instantly he sees you.

He lets out a long breath as it finally becomes clear to him that you saw the news, he knew it before when he too saw the article in his office and officially started his stressful and frustrating day, but he didn't think it would affect you so much.

He leaves his keys on the island and then takes off his jacket with a silence enveloping you both, where he watches you attentively but you don't look back at him, still deep in thought, taking another sip of your wine.

He sees your dull look, the anxiety all over your body, the uncertainty, the sadness, the stress and he bets that your treacherous thoughts are making you believe things that are not.

He also notices how bad you must feel and how tense and distant you are from him now, and that worries him more than anything else.

"Nothing happened between me and this woman, Y/N."

Then he decides to speak, not bearing this anymore, your silence, your attitude, your distance. He just wants to hold you, hug you and kiss you, which is all he wants every time he finishes another horrible day at work.

He tells you tactfully, his voice soft and honest, firm with what he's saying, taking a couple of steps toward you, to which you continue without looking at him.

"I just want to know why you went to that restaurant together," you tell him in your voice just as soft as his, almost even sounding tired.

And he knows you too well, however, because this news is practically everywhere, being the first time you both face something like this, you remain calm and willing to talk.

And this strangely confuses and surprises him.

Although it shouldn't since he knows that you never get angry with him, at least not in this kind of situations since from the beginning of the relationship, communication has always been paramount before jumping to your own conclusions, avoiding fights.

And this gives him a bit of confidence to move closer to you.

"I just thought it would be better to take care of some business in public," he tells you honestly, "I know you didn't like her when you met her, neither did I. I also know she started to cross physical boundaries and I didn't like the idea of being with her alone in my office, that's why I decided on a public place out of respect for you," he explains, "I should have known this would happen though," he says bitterly,

Nothing.

You say nothing. You just listen and think.

You still don't like that he's having encounters with this woman, but if he has to do it for company business, you're not going to have an argument with him when it's just work.

And your silence begins to unsettle and frustrate him.

"You believe me, don't you?" he asks you insistently, concerned.

"Of course I do," you tell him in a murmur, without much emotion, though honestly, watching him out of the corner of your eye.

You almost snort in disbelief, of course you believe him.

Only you know when Aemond is being honest or not and you are relieved that he is always thinking of you, but he is not the problem, it's his job and this woman, that's what doesn't leave you alone.

But Aemond doesn't feel reassured just hearing that from you.

You take the last sip of your wine glass and get up from the stool to head to the dishwasher, saying nothing more, then start heading for the bedroom, causing Aemond to become more concerned and insistent.

"Where are you going?"

"I want to sleep."

He lets out a sigh as he averts his gaze for a second.

"Come on Y/N, don't be like that," he looks at you sadly.

"I'm not doing anything," you tell him, walking past him.

"You haven't even looked me in the eye since I arrived," he insists, stopping you.

"Aemond..." you finally give him a look, "I'm tired."

"Me too but I want to fix this," he says immediately.

"No, I'm tired... of everything," you clarify, serious and also sad.

He looks at you without understanding.

"What do you mean? I already explained to you—

"No, it's not just her, it's... your work and us."

You say more specifically, causing more confusion from Aemond, who watches you with furrowed brows and parted lips, attentive.

"I've wished for just one, one day where we can spend time together," you confess to him, "I don't mean fifteen, twenty minutes, I mean the whole afternoon or evening, or a day where on your days off you're not cooped up in your office."

"Y/N, I-I—

"I know you have a lot of work, I understand that," you clarify, "I don't want to harass you with this too when you have more important things to take care of, truly—

"Do you think you're not important?" he asks instantly confused, bewildered.

And you... don't really answer him.

You stay completely silent, just watching him back and nothing else with an equally sad look, to which Aemond's face becomes more worried and confused than before.

"Y/N, you are one of my priorities," he tells you hurt, "How come you don't believe that now?"

"Yes I do," you clarify sadly, "What I'm saying is that you barely have time for me and I know it's not your fault because I know your job, but..." you let out a long breath, "Not even a single day have we been able to spend together, not a single one."

He instantly tries to speak, opening his mouth to say something, but immediately closes it and struggles to be able to find the right words he wants to say, getting frustrated with himself.

He really doesn't want to tell you again what you've heard before, but he can't find another explanation because that's the only truth.

He shakes his head, letting his sentence hang in the air, watching you with sorrow, sadness and worry, failing to say anything else, as you feel tears begin to form in your eyes, your vision blurring.

"Y/N, I-I...," he looks sad, "I swear to you, if I could do anything, I would, but...

You press your lips together as you don't want to start crying in front of him, you really don't want him to see you like this, but you can't control it and in an instant the tears fall freely down your cheeks as you avert your defeated gaze from Aemond.

"No, no, please don't cry, my love."

He tells you instantly more concerned than before and you quickly bring your hands up to cover your face, completely embarrassed and trying to control yourself.

But you can't as he quickly encloses you in his arms and pulls you into his body in a protective, comforting way, while at the same time leaving soft kisses in your hair, stroking your back gently with one of his large, firm hands.

"Shh, my sweet girl," he says softly and warmly above your head, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

You instantly hug him back too and sink your face deeper into his chest, sniffling your nose and controlling your sobs, really not wanting to cry anymore.

You missed this, completely. You just wish this wasn't happening under these circumstances.

"It's just that I miss you so much," you confess, clinging tighter to him.

And Aemond's heart breaks into pieces, instantly pulling you tighter against him, hating to see you in this state, hating to see you crying and even worse.... that you're crying for him.

"I miss you too baby, all the time," he says softly, "I miss you so much it fucking hurts."

He instantly leaves more soft kisses in your hair, also on your cheek, holding you tighter against him, while you let yourself be held in his arms and continue to cling against him, not wanting to let go and feeling that if you pull away, he will disappear at any moment right in front of you.

But it's only because you're vulnerable.

You don't know how long you both last like that, it must have only been a minute, but it feels like an eternity for both of you, especially for you, finally starting to calm down.

"I'm sorry," you say in a whisper and try to pull away from him a little, lifting one of your hands to wipe away your tears, "I didn't mean to get like this," you confess sadly, "I shouldn't be selfish."

"Hey, no, look at me."

He says in soft tone, placing one of his hands on your chin to lift your face towards him and you do so, watching him with sadness and embarrassment at the same time, as he gently shakes his head in your direction.

"No, it's not like that, you've just been busy having to attend to your wor—

"You're not selfish love," he makes it clear to you, "You're absolutely right. I've been neglecting you and that's not right of me."

"It's still not right," he insists, concerned, "And to be honest, if I were you I'd feel the same way," he confesses, "But I promise I'll do everything in my power to spend time with you, baby."

You shake your head in his direction.

"There are some things you can't control, Aemond."

"No matter, I miss you too, I want to spend time with you and I'll make sure of that."

You close your eyes and bring your forehead to his, both of you sinking into a comforting silence and a moment you haven't had in a long time, where it's just him and you.

He assures you softly and the two of you say nothing more, just stare into each other's eyes for a few moments.

Then he begins to gently trace your cheek with his thumb, attentively and delicately, watching you lovingly, as if he wants to memorize every detail of your face in his mind.

"My beautiful girl," Aemond murmurs fondly, in a low, soft tone.

You smile slightly and lean your face down to kiss his lips, he instantly reciprocates, holding your waist tighter against him as you place your arms around his neck and take complete refuge in him, needing this.

Aemond holds his hand more firmly on your cheek and deepens the kiss, working his way across your lips with his tongue, beginning to explore your mouth and you respond in kind in a slow, deep kiss.

Then you both part with a wet sound of your lips, you again embracing him and sinking your face into his neck, inhaling his cologne that drives you completely crazy and the fresh scent of detergent on his clothes that at the same time comforts you.

And finally everything feels right.

You there in Aemond's arms, this being exactly what you needed along with communication.

However, as the seconds pass with Aemond still holding you and both of you in that comfortable silence, he can't help but begin to feel guilty and remorseful.

At first he thought about not talking to you about this subject, solely so that you wouldn't worry and feel bad because of him, but now that you both have spoken... he can't keep something like this from you and he knows it's the ideal time.

"Love?"

He calls you softly, catching your attention, still both of you clinging in the embrace and the feel of each other's body with each other close.

"Hm?" you murmur, sending a vibration through his chest.

He presses his lips together for a moment, nervous, but no longer able to bear that another minute passes and you still don't know about this.

"There's something... I haven't told you."

And this definitely gets your attention more.

You slowly turn away from his body, instantly Aemond hating the feeling, then raise your gaze to him, watching him intently and all at once realizing that it's not something you'd like to hear.

You know it by the nervous, worried look he's giving you as you both again look at each other.

"What is it?"

He lets out a long breath, looking away from you for a moment, again having this difficulty being able to say the words he wants to say, wanting to explain everything to you gently, thoughtfully and clearly.

"Y/N... I-I... none of this has really been my decision," he tells you honestly, "But... I'm afraid you'll keep seeing me around this woman."

And it's definitely something you didn't like to hear.

Aemond waits attentively for your reaction, while you continue to watch him intently, your lips parted, a little confused, but neutral, this really not bothering you... yet.

"It's all for work Y/N, I know you know that but I don't want you to think otherwise if another news like this happens again," he tells you cautiously and attentively.

"So you'll go out with her again?"

He lets out a long breath.

"The company needs to associate with hers for our investment in an extra capital, since the attempted association with the Martells didn't work out and my grandfather...he asked me to take it over."

You lower your gaze for a moment, pursing your lips, processing the information, understanding perfectly well that this is solely for work and nothing else, but still... you don't like this woman at all.

"But I can keep Eleonor or Criston around if it's not to your liking," he tells you instantly, turning your gaze back to him, "I've even already taken care with our publicists to deny the rumor by saying it's all work between her and me, also we'll already be prepared in case this happens again."

"Aemond, I understand all of this perfectly," you clarify, assuring him with your tone and look, "I totally trust you but... it's her I don't trust and I don't like the way she behaves when she's around you."

He swallows hard, lowering his gaze for a moment, thinking very carefully about the words he will tactfully say to you next, not wanting to upset you.

"Also... my grandfather has suggested that perhaps it would be good and more efficient for us to partner with Riverlands sooner if I will begin to have an... intimate... relationship with her."

You feel a huge sharp pain in your chest, watching in mild surprise at Aemond, definitely not expecting that.

The silence surrounding you both only increases the pain inside you more, the sadness clinging to your heart, as you lower your gaze and part your lips, having your gaze wander to an invisible spot on the ground.

Tears begin to want to flow from your eyes, again, unable to control your overwhelming emotions any longer. As he instantly sees the sadness all over your face, the disbelief as well, beginning to worry you more.

"Of course I told him no, Y/N."

He tells you instantly, anguished and worried, taking your hands in his, but you don't react, at least not yet.

"He wants the media to start making publicity about the two of us, he thinks it will make the whole process easier and faster, that Rivers will be pleased along with her uncle. Even she...she's come on to me before but, but believe me Y/N, I have stopped her and been very clear with her about you and that I'm not the least bit interested."

"But she is interested in you," you tell her in your low, sad tone of voice, "And you won't be able to do much about it if you have to get yourself associated with her company. You'll have to keep seeing her, be in her company and be accessible to her if you want to make it."

"This shouldn't take me too long, love, I promise," he continues to tell you worriedly, wanting to make you understand, "Yes, you will see me with her but I also promise you that everything for me means work."

"But for her and your grandfather it's not only work, Aemond," you tell him a little more serious, just as sad, "She also wants to have you the other way, that's why she behaved with me the way she behaved when she met me."

You know that, totally.

"I know baby, I know," he tells you softly, "But I will never let her disrespect you, in any way."

He assures you firmly, determined.

"I don't care what my grandfather or her wants, neither what the press says about her and me, all I care about is that you understand that everything for me is work and that I would never do anything to hurt you and end everything between us, believe me that's the last thing I want," he tells you honestly, "And I also want you to keep in mind that I only want you."

You know that Aemond wants you, just the same way you want him and he loves you too, you both love each other, you love him with every fiber of your heart.

But it is all this that does not leave you calm, this is what you have never had to go through before and the insecurity along with the uncertainty consumes you as your mind is spinning non-stop, not even having the idea of what to think, with a knot forming in your stomach.

It all becomes more overwhelming and you don't know if you can get through this together, fearing for the future of the perfect relationship you had with him, the man you love.

And Aemond seeing this, just as worried, anxious and sad as you, not liking this at all either, knowing that he is asking too much of you seeing that you are thinking too fast, all the anxiety and stress through your body, instantly comes back to hug you to comfort you.

But he also does it to comfort himself.

His warm embrace feels like a safe haven in the midst of the moment you are going through, his arms wrapping around you gently but with a strength that makes you feel protected and loved, where you find comfort and his familiar fragrance makes you feel at home.

You experience the love and that connection of the two of you that seem to erase any worry or sadness you feel at that moment, also him, finding that primordial emotional support.

"I promise I will do everything in my power to make this all end soon, I promise love."

He assures you along with his gentle caresses on your back, his soothing words whispered in your ear making the outside world disappear and only the two of you exist, united in a loving embrace that makes you feel complete and loved.

And they also make you feel a sense of calm and hope that with your boyfriend's love and support, everything will be okay.

But neither of you knew what awaited you next.

After your conversation with Aemond, there really isn't much change in the relationship.

You tried your best not to think about him and that woman, you tried not to think about the fact that she was probably in the building at a certain time and that the two of them were together, being a thing almost every day that Aemond had to be in her company.

Your job at the coffe shop helped you not to overthink and focus almost one hundred percent on your classes, although in some free hours you had your boyfriend was in your thoughts.

What fortunately changed was that when your classes were over and you got home, he was already there waiting for you, the first night surprising you and making you feel completely happy.

You both were able to enjoy sharing an extended night together, having dinner, talking about everything and finally going to bed, you have also resumed some movie nights and also the nights of intimacy have been more constant.

But other than that... everything remains the same.

You and he haven't really talked about Rivers, you don't bring it up every time the magazines announce that he and she have been seen together again, clearly because the subject has already been discussed, but still, it makes you feel weird and you really don't like seeing those articles.

But you find it exhaustive that you have to talk it over with him again, so exhaustive for both him and you, that you don't want the two of you to end up having a fight afterwards.

So until now... you can just deal with it.

Until one day in a free hour before your last two-hour class starts, when you have your phone in your hand you get a new message and when you read it, it's from Aemond's sister, Helaena.

Hel🦋: hello beautiful!

Hel🦋: omg it has been ages

Hel🦋: I'm sure the event will be less boring with you🤭

Hel🦋: I am so excited to finally see you again on Saturday

Hel🦋: see you soon!

The messages make you smile and make you start to feel a warmth run through your chest, you too have been missing Hel for a while now as she works at Highgarden as well in a company expansion on her father's.

You haven't seen her for months and clearly communication by message doesn't happen much as both of you, especially her, are just as busy as Aemond.

But the smile doesn't last long on your face as you had no idea about this event, since you know what event it is, only that Aemond hasn't told you about it.

They are one of the typical important events where all the relevant businessmen attend, where they announce new innovations, where they make partners and where basically everyone allies with everyone.

When you get home, this time you are the one who arrives first and although you tried to control yourself by not asking him anything right away, you can't hold back anymore and that's what you do after he gets home from work.

Since you and Aemond started your relationship, you have always accompanied him to these events.

And especially at this one, since it's organized by his family, but you didn't know it would certainly happen because he didn't tell you anything.

And honestly he looks surprised when you ask him why he hadn't told you about the event, not expecting that, this getting your attention and instantly you know the reason isn't good and you're not going to like hearing it.

"I did wanted to tell you because I know we always go together, love" he says to you with some regret, "But now Rivers will be there an—

"You're going with her?"

You just ask him, all starting to form in your mind, while he doesn't say anything back right away and just stares at you uncertainly for a few moments and the realization starts to become more apparent to you.

"Your grandfather told you to take her as your companion?" you ask him more specifically now, watching him intently, waiting for his answer.

And you begin to see perfectly well how he starts to get frustrated.

"Yes but I told him I wouldn't do that," he clarifies instantly, looking at you worried and honest, "That's why I decided better to go on my own if everyone will be there."

You frown slightly at him.

"And what's wrong with me going with you?"

He doesn't answer, watches you for a few moments still with sorrow in his gaze, then lowers his head, staring at the ground as he lets out a long breath and runs a hand over his face.

Then you answer your own question, understanding him.

"You don't want to take me because everyone will be there and your grandfather won't be pleased to see me with you when you should have taken her with you?"

"Love, listen," he tells you immediately, walking towards you, "It's more than that, okay?" he says attentively and distressed, "I just thought that it wouldn't be comfortable for you to go with me to that place if she will be there—

"Everyone is talking about her and you," you tell him with your most serious tone, interrupting him, "Everyone will expect her and you to go together and of course your grandfather won't be happy to see me coming with you, why don't you tell me that?"

"Okay, yes, you are right, but I don't want to go with her, I want to go with you, I have always gone with you," he says in clarification, "But on this occasion I don't think it will be necessary, besides it won't be comfortable for you."

You let out a snort.

"Do you think I won't be able to handle it?"

"No, I mean, of course you can," he tells you instantly, "But you know her, she's very reckless and I don't want us to have a fight after that."

"Then do we put a limit on her, like you have done all this time with her or not?" you ask expectantly.

"Yes, of course I have put limits on her, but in that place..." he pauses, frustrated, "There will be a lot of people, our partners, my family and the press will always be watching, everything will be three times too much. Besides I'll have to attend an announcement along with her and all eyes will be on her and me and I don't want you to feel bad."

You let out a breath, turning your gaze away from him, feeling discomfort in your body, starting to walk away from him to go to your room.

"Okay, I get it, you don't want me to go with you, just say so."

And he reacts instantly.

"Hey, no, no, no, I didn't say that," he says worriedly, stopping you and placing himself in front of you, looking at you pleadingly, "Baby, please."

You let out a long breath, closing your eyes for a moment.

"It's just that you're treating me like I don't know this... your whole world, like I haven't gone to these events with you before," you tell him sadly, "Your grandfather knows we're together and yet he's asking you for this kind of thing... like as if I were a nuisance and at the same time like if I don't exist. And it's been like that ever since she—

You stop, not wanting to say anything else, feeling the lump in your throat and how tears begin to form in your eyes, bringing your hands instantly to your face, not wanting to cry now and feel bad, telling yourself that you're overreacting.

But all of this is really how you feel and you can't help it. And mostly you don't want to show your true feelings or speak your thoughts so as not to overwhelm him.

But just as you understand him, he understands you too.

"Fuck no, please don't cry baby, I hate to see you cry."

He tells you to then wrap you in a warm, firm embrace, holding you tight against his chest where he instantly feels all the tension through your body and pulls you tighter against him, wanting to protect you from everything that hurts you at that moment.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, love."

He tells you in low murmurs as he gently strokes your hair and you let out more of your tears, clinging completely to him.

"No, it's not your fault," you tell him sadly, sobbing softly against his chest.

He lets out a sigh.

"Yes it is," he says softly, "You don't deserve any of this."

He leaves a soft kiss in your hair, still hugging you and having no intention of letting you go, while you let yourself be carried away by the comforting warmth of his body, wanting to keep feeling that familiarity and security that only he can give you, in spite of everything.

"I know things have been hard lately and I'm so sorry, but... I love you and I care about you, you mean the whole world to me."

"I know babe," you murmur back, "I love you too and I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get like this."

"No, no, it's okay love," he assures you, "We're going to get through this, just like we always have, remember?"

You nod your head even though you have it resting against his chest, then sniffle your nose and raise one of your hands to wipe away your tears, as he pulls away from you a little so he can look into your eyes and leave a soft kiss on your lips which you instantly reciprocate, again taking refuge in his arms.

Both of you at that moment feel vulnerable and lost for a moment in the uncertainty of the situation, but you knew you had to face whatever it was together.

Aemond feels in control of the relationship, but you feel more at a crossroads because of the uncertain future of the relationship itself.

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Mutual Help | #08

𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭: @kithtaehyung

↳ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬; in order for you to pretend to be his girlfriend, he helps you with your sexual desires ⏤ he calls it mutual help

⇢ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: jungkook x reader

⇢ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fake dating au, fluff, angst, smut, slow burn

⇢ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: explicit language

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"Why are we here?" you ask with narrowed eyes, eyeing your best friend whose cheeks are puffed up with pork belly.

"We are on a date." he answers with an obvious tone.

"I got that from your single message." you roll your eyes, remembering the message you got when you barely got home.

It's Tuesday, it's not even the middle of the week, and you definitely weren't expecting him to want to hang out during the week. He's lucky you were hungry anyway, home with an almost empty fridge. He knows you can't say no to food, especially when it's a typical Korean barbecue.

'I'm taking you out in an hour, be ready'

That's what the message said and even when his black car parked in front of your apartment building, he barely explained the point of all of this.

"Well, this is Seokjin's restaurant," he starts, seeing your dumbfounded look before he sighs. "Seokjin, you've met him when we went bowling with Tae, Jimin and Kiko. Even Hoseok tagged along." he explains, unfolding a very hazy memory.

If you remember correctly, it was the day when Jungkook introduced Kiko to you.

Jungkook looks like you should know exactly who he is, and the way he stares at you like if you were an idiot makes you annoyed. "It happened like a year ago. Do you really expect me to remember that?" you snark, rolling your eyes in annoyance when you see Jungkook doing the same.

So much for acting like a couple who loves each other.

"Anyway, he's not here right now. But Hoseok works here as operations manager."

Hoseok, Kiko's close friend, is here right now and it all makes sense. He knows when Hoseok would see you, he'd probably tell Kiko. Nothing is sure, but it's worth a shot.

"Ah, right. Now I get it." you breathe out, reaching for a chopsticks before you make yourself a wrap.

Jungkook just nods along, eating quietly before he opens his mouth. "Oh, Seokjin is getting married and he invited me to his wedding. You're coming with me."

"What? Why do I need to be there?" you exclaim with a full mouth, causing him to glare at you in disgust before he sighs.

"Because I need a date and he knows we're dating. He kinda invited you as well," he explains, shooting you his pleading look which consists of his doe eyes and slightly pouted lips in hope. "Okay, I'm sorry for dropping this on you all of a sudden. He just called me yesterday to remind me of the wedding and I forgot. I was supposed to go with Kiko, but that changed..." he trails off, silencing himself for a few seconds before he continues. "And now he knows we're dating, so I told him you'll come."

"Yeah, okay. Is she going to be there?"

He nods, biting the inside of his cheek. "Yes, Seokjin is marrying her best friend. She is going to be there."

With that, you only nod and stuff your mouth again.

It's just another plan that might work perfectly. Jungkook told you about him and Kiko talking to each other at the club. He hasn't said much, but he clearly sees the hope in winning her back. Even you can see it, after hearing her questioning you and his relationship. If she didn't care, she wouldn't ever stop by to talk to him.

"When's the wedding?" you ask him, noting that you need to buy a proper dress for that.

Your wardrobe mainly consists of sweatpants, slacks and basic shirts. If you want to look good, you need to invest some money in a nice dress.

"Next week."

"Jungkook!" you exclaim, watching your best friend in horror.

Next week is too soon.

He sheepishly looks at you, offering you a piece of pork belly with his chopsticks as a sign of apology. You roll your eyes again, but still lean towards him to eat the meat, not forgetting to glare at him in the process.

"What are you doing?"

Eyeing Jungkook, who's scooting his way over to you as he unlocks his phone.

"We should take a photo," he answers, turning on his camera. "And make it Instagram official, baby." he wiggles his brows, causing you to snort in return before you try to adjust your hair.

"Wait, I'm not ready." you tell him, glaring at the phone that's shoved into your face before Jungkook snaps the picture of your face.

He snorts, looking at the picture of you glaring at the camera with hands in your hair and slightly opened mouth. He tries to do it again, but you slap his hands before you properly adjust your hair. You smile into the camera, before Jungkook does the same and snaps a picture.

He eyes it, brows furrowing as he exhales. "It looks like most of our photos."

You lean to him, looking at the photo that looks cute. Jungkook obviously looks hot, even with the soft smile that's settled on his lips. "I think it looks good." you shrug, reaching for your drink as you slowly sip from it.

"We're supposed to look like we're in love," he points out, shoulders dropping in disappointment.

Well, you came here on a date and yet you've spent all your time teasing and making jokes. None of that showed one piece of your fake love.

"Come on, let's take another one." he nudges you, causing you to groan but you still lean closer to him.

Jungkook puts his arm around your waist, pulling you even closer to him as you quickly smile into the camera. He does the same, your faces much closer before he starts to take more of them which turns to you goofing around, making different grimaces that makes you both laugh. The last shot is probably the best one and most believable. You're smiling widely with your eyes closer, while Jungkook presses his nose softly into your cheek, with a toothed grin.

You both check all the photos, none of you moving from each other as you silently comment on every one of them. You're both too focused from your creations to notice someone approaching, that's until he speaks catching both of yours attention.

"Hey, Hoseok." Jungkook greets him back, glancing at the man that's sporting a black slacks and a casual white button up.

"Hey guys, what a surprise," he beams, smiling at you when you wave at him in a brief greeting.

Although, you know Hoseok since the two of you hang out with the same people, you can't really consider him as your friend. He's a nice guy, very communicative, friendly and loud. You both have the same circle of friends, so there are times when you see each other from time to time. But that's it.

"What are you doing here?" he asks, looking back at Jungkook.

"We're on a date." he answers, a realization crossing on Hoseok's face as he takes his outstretched arm behind you and the proximity between you two.

"Oh," he opens his mouth in surprise. "So it's true." he comments, chuckling after that but something about his tone is off.

Of course. He's Kiko's friend.

"Yeah," Jungkook nods, not really sure what to say.

Just as you think he'll let it go, he opens his mouth again.

"I've never expected you guys to end up together,"

You shift in your seat awkwardly. "None of us did." you mutter, earning a very subtle kick to your shin from Jungkook underneath the table.

"We've decided to try it," Jungkook shrugs.

It's so damn fucking awkward, his short responses earning even more suspicious look from Hoseok, that he desperately tries to hide underneath his friendly smile. And the fact that you and Jungkook act so weird doesn't help.

"Ah, hyung," your best friend suddenly says, unlocking his phone before he hands it to Hoseok. "Can you take a photo of us?"

Hoseok eyes his phone before he slowly takes it from his hands, glancing at you before he smiles. "Sure."

It looks like Jungkook is one step ahead of you, knowing his friend and his rare fake smile. He must've thought the same thing like you did, proving that he got this. No matter how many times your conscience comes up to tell you that you're getting busted, Jungkook proves you wrong.

And when Hoseok finally aims the camera at the two of you, you're completely shocked when Jungkook grabs your face gently, hand spreading on your neck with his thumb on your cheek, before he connects your lips together. He kisses you, right in front of him, hiding your own shock by his mouth. When he pulls away, he does it slowly making sure when he opens his eyes, he's looking straight into yours with unrecognizable glint in them.

He traces your lips with his thumb, before he pulls away and looks at his friend. "Thanks." he says, grinning as he takes his phone from him.

"Yeah, no worries." Hoseok mutters, smiling at you as Jungkook takes a look at the photos.

Just when you thought he bought it, you glance from Jungkook's screen at Hoseok causing your breath to hitch. He's subtle, but still sporting an evident frown on his face as his eyes are glued to you. Your nerves get the best of you, a nervous smile spreading on your lips as Jungkook is completely obvious at your exchange with his friend.

Hoseok smiles at you, shaking off his previous frown as if he never stared at you like that.

But this time, you're smarter and see right through him.The smile he gave you was fake.

[chrollosbm]

Sunflower Fields: a Choso Love Story Chapter Eleven

art cr: shijoula on x

You're broken from a past relationship, thinking you only deserve the worst. Choso comes along, making you realize you deserve the world and more. Will your ex-boyfriend let you go without a fight? (Choso x black!reader, yandere Choso)

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Choso was currently standing cluelessly in a bar he’d never frequented, let alone heard of, in a pile of bodies with people he would never, ever, even associate with. The place was full of obvious college students who’d just hit the legal drinking age, or were either too young to be in a bar in the first place. The bouncer seemed sketchy to begin with, barely checking IDs as he chatted up younger women who were barely adults. He felt gross, gross to be standing in here as the air was muggy, it smelled like it hadn’t been cleaned in ages, and the music was absolutely terrible. 

But, he was doing this for you. This small, crowded establishment that was driving him insane was right across the street from the far more luxurious club you were in. Thank God. He felt like he would have a heart attack if he knew you were in attendance of this low class bar, knowing you were way better than this.

Choso couldn’t even spend five minutes in this setting before he realized he couldn’t take much longer, so with great effort, he pushed through the sea of bodies and made his way outside, to the front of the trashy spot where he found a vacant bench to sit on. He sighed as he sat down, legs sprawled out in a manspread position, annoyed with his plan to begin with. He could’ve just done this from the start, as he had a clear view of the club from here, although it was more risky as there was a higher likelihood of him being caught by you. He deemed it worth the risk though, as he only wanted to protect you. You would understand that, right?

A feminine voice snapped Choso from his thoughts. “Mind if I sit with you?” The voice said, and he turned his head to find a pale woman with long brown hair, dressed in club attire, a cigarette hanging from her mouth, waiting for his answer.

He simply shrugged, not bothering to change his position to make room for the stranger. He couldn’t bring himself to pay attention to anything but the surroundings of the establishment you were in. The streets were filled with loud, drunk people, the night’s lights were bright and sounds of laughter, screaming, and music filled the air. Choso hated it. He hated the amount of people, the noise, the smell, everything. Once again though, he was out here doing this for you, to stand guard, to be sure you wouldn’t come into harm whatsoever. 

The scent of cigarette smoke and vanilla filled Choso’s lungs as the strange woman sat down next to him, taking another puff of the cancer stick, the aroma surprisingly not foul smelling. He had immersed in smoking as a teen as part of his rebellious phase, only stopping because of the growing dent in his pockets due to the habit. He never picked it up again after that, as he knew it was bad for his health, and he didn’t want his younger brothers to pick up the habit as well.

A hand holding out a pack of said cigarettes was now in his view, distracting him from his surveillance on you. “You smoke?” She asked, offering him one.

Choso turned to look at her and shook his head. “Not anymore.” He answered, taking one anyway, actions contradicting his words.

The woman gave a chuckle and pulled out a lighter to light the cigarette currently hanging from Choso’s full lips, before taking one final drag of hers, tossing it carelessly in the already littered street afterwards.

“I’m Shoko.” She said, monotone laced in her voice, and Choso mentally rolled his eyes. 

Not his type. Not you. 

“And I’m not interested.” Choso responded, not caring about the clear lack of manners he was giving to this stranger that was kind enough to offer something of her possession to him, something he was currently relishing in. He could physically feel the stress lifting from his body with each inhale, suddenly feeling less tense about the entire situation. He had a full view of the entrance and exit to the club, so he would know when you left. He needed to relax. 

Her loud laugh interrupted Choso’s thoughts and he cringed, annoyed at the volume of her roar. You were the only one whose voice he loved hearing at that amplification. “Oh, relax.” The woman he now knew as Shoko’s voice was still filled with humor and he wanted to leave immediately. He didn’t want to entertain this conversation any longer. 

“I’m not trying to get into your pants. Yours has something in it that I’m not too particularly fond of.” Her face read disgust as she looked the man up and down, a smirk on her face as she reached his eyes again. 

Choso’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, suddenly feeling a twinge of guilt for his bluntness a few seconds ago. A twinge. 

“My bad.” He said, casually, exhaling the smoke from his lips with an ‘o’ shape, away from the woman’s stature, a small smirk remaining on his face from the tranquility of his old habit and the fact he’d just mistaken the woman next to him for flirting with him. It happened pretty often that he rejected others, so it was just a habit, not cockiness at all. He tossed the still-lit stick into the road, mocking Shoko’s previous action. “I’m just used to rejecting women is all.”

It was her turn to shoot her brows up in shock at his statement and she folded her arms and placed one leg over the other, bouncing it up and down, her knee-high boots moving in the air. “Cocky bastard, I see.” She let out nonchalantly, causing Choso to let out a genuine laugh at her boldness before she continued. Who the hell was this crazy woman? “I think we’re gonna be friends.” She finished with a smile and he tilted his head in confusion.

Friends? Choso didn’t really have friends, more like acquaintances, coworkers, and you. His brothers were his friends, but he knew that didn’t really count. He didn’t really trust anyone enough to have close companions, afraid that everyone ended up leaving, anyway. The man had always struggled with that part of himself, as he of course had some fear that you could leave him at some point. He of course wouldn’t let that happen, like he’d pondered before, he would die before that dilemma occurred. Choso was afraid of what he would do if you expressed or gave off any sort of disinterest in him, knowing he wouldn’t let you go, no matter what he had to do to stop you from leaving him. 

As scary as the thought was, he knew he would take drastic measures to make sure you stayed his, even if that meant corrupting some of the morals he wasn’t even sure he had. 

He needed you and you needed him. You two were going to be connected, forever.

“So, what are you doing out here all alone?” Shoko asked, calming his sinister line of thinking. Choso stared blankly at her, not sure exactly what to say. He couldn’t just outright say he was tracking you, keeping tabs on you even though you weren’t aware of his actions. That would come off as stalker-ish. Choso wasn’t a stalker, he just wanted to confirm your well-being. “I’m meeting an old friend. Although, it is getting kind of late for my liking.” She let out breezily with a sigh when Choso didn’t answer quickly enough, and he mentally sighed, knowing he wasn’t in the spotlight anymore.

He quickly composed himself at her statement before responding, taking a piece of his makeshift bang from his signature buns to twirl in his fingers, feigning nonchalance. “Oh nice. A girl?” He smirked at her and she scoffed, rolling her eyes.

“Boy, do I wish! Just going clubbing with one of my friends from high school. Haven’t seen him in a while and he’s been going through it because of his ex or some shit.” She shrugged. “Oh, I think that’s him now!” Her voice was filled with enthusiasm as she pointed to the familiar man walking down the street and Choso couldn’t believe his fucking luck. 

Walking only twenty feet from him, was Suguru fucking Geto. The man who broke your heart more than once, cheated on you, betrayed you, stalked you.

Suguru was stopped in front of Choso before he knew it, a cocky expression on his features, looking down at the sweet woman he was meeting for the night. “She bothering you?” He asked Choso jokingly, obviously having no idea who he was and it took every fiber in Choso’s being not to knock him out on sight. Choso was livid, he knew it by the heat inside his body, no matter how freezing it was outside, it felt like a hot summer day by the way he was sweating. His knuckles were paler than usual with the way he was clenching his fists, ready to swing at any given moment. He couldn’t though. How would he explain this to you? He just so happened to be at a bar across the street from the club he knew you would be at? No, you wouldn’t believe that for a second. You were too damn smart for your own good.

Wait a minute. How did Suguru know you were here?

“Okay then…” Choso’s eyes snapped to the man as he spoke when Choso didn’t answer, knowing his face read nothing but pure hatred from the sudden unnerving aura in the air. “Let’s go, Shoko. This guy’s a fuckin’ weirdo.” Suguru continued and Choso absolutely lost it at the man’s bravery, obviously having absolutely no clue who he was dealing with. 

Choso let out a disgusted scoff before standing to his feet quickly, choosing to land mere inches from your stalker’s face. “That’s fucking hilarious coming from you.” Choso’s words came out venomous, wicked really, as he looked him in his eyes, standing tall and proud, not caring how confused the man before him seemed.

“The fuck…” Choso heard from the bench where Shoko sat, obviously bewildered at the observation before her, head flicking from left to right. “You know my friend?” Her question was directed at Choso, who ignored her inquisition.

Suguru was clearly disoriented at the man before him’s menacing spirit, completely thrown off guard at his statement. “Yo, I don’t know who the hell you are, but back the fuck out of my face.” He moved closer to Choso, words contradicting themselves, chest equally as buff, almost touching his, with a haunting look plaguing his features, one that would’ve scared the average man. The being you were dealing with was not your average man though, Choso was a lot of things, he had a lot of positive traits that included caring, protective, kind, and intelligent, but there was a demented side to him, a side that contained vile-like behavior, vengefulness, manipulation, and acrimony. It only showed when he or a loved one was threatened or hurt, and as said before he tried to keep it under wraps, it wasn’t a side he wanted you to ever see.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Choso asked, cutting to the chase. Fuck the BS, he needed to know why he was here, about to attend the club you were currently in, celebrating your birthday. He continued when Suguru’s face quickly filled with skepticism. “You here for her? On her birthday?” Choso nodded his head across the street and not soon after, all the blood seemeed to rush from Suguru’s face.

When silence filled the air, nothing to be heard but their shallow breaths, Choso’s heaving getting louder by the second, Shoko cut in, finally seeming to catch on pretty swiftly. “Oh, you did not bring me here to help you stalk your ex-girlfriend, did you?!” She asked the gobsmacked man before Choso, who still had nothing to say. “Answer me right now, Suguru Geto!” Her voice came out, forcefully and the man she was speaking to’s jaw clenched tightly, obviously caught in his seemingly master plan.

“You her new boyfriend or something?” Suguru spat at Choso, ignoring his concerned friend who threw her arms up in defeat, before fuddling in her leather jacket to grab her pack of cigarettes, muttering something about her “friend” being shitty as usual. Choso would have to agree, maybe even taking it further to describe him as something far more cruel.

Choso smirked at him, almost laughing in the man’s face at his apparent stress. “All that matters is that you aren’t. She’s done with you. While you’re busy still pining after her, stalking her, she’s moved on, very happily at that.” Rage suddenly filled Suguru’s eyes, a burning fire seemingly in them as Choso continued, loving the way he was riling the man up with just words. 

—-- 

The scene across the street from the club you were in, completely oblivious to the situation, was a sinister one. But, you were inside, trying to have the time of your life, but seemingly not being able to for a few reasons. 

Number one: Andrea left quite some time ago. As usual, she could not handle her liquor. Before you all left the pregame at your apartment, she was already off her ass. She then proceeded to order three rounds of tequila shots, one after another, before she bolted off to the bathroom, prompting your older sister to run after your best friend, who was almost equally as drunk, but kept it under wraps with her super responsible oldest sister powers, as she called it. They didn’t spend too long in said restroom until Kento was waltzing into the establishment, an irked and distressed look covering his features. He took her home shortly after, but not before sending money for an Uber, since he was supposed to be your ride home. He sent more than needed, but you knew it was because he felt so horrible about the situation. 

Number two: Not only did your best friend get absolutely hammered, but so did your younger sister. She drank more than Andrea, at both your apartment and the nightclub, but she seemed to overestimate her tolerance, as she was currently leaning on your older sister for support, still trying to dance, without any success. 

Number three: There was something nagging in the back of your head. You didn’t know what, but since arriving, you felt…watched. It was like someone’s eyes were never leaving you and since around the time Andrea left, it got worse, making you feel almost naked. Your paranoia had driven you to search for the reason why you felt so uneasy, trying to lock eyes with the predator, but failing miserably. This was bothering you more than anything else, more than the people in your company irritating you greatly, which was a damn lot.

Your thoughts were interrupted when your older sister, your saving grace, and the only person not causing high emotion in you, Valerie, called your name in concern. You snapped your head to her to find her attempting to hold up your suddenly very drowsy younger sister, Opal, causing you to have those same powers your older sibling claimed to have, sobering up completely to help the youngest out of the club immediately. 

Today was not a good day to wear high heels, with them being at least four inches tall and skinny, making it incredibly hard to help guide the grown woman out the night spot. You managed though, with the help of a security who came to save the day. 

You were all now sitting outside on the curb, waiting for the Uber Valerie called while you were still inside, only to find out it was twenty whole minutes away. It was almost freezing outside and with your choice of attire consisting of a skimpy black dress that stopped at your mid-thigh, those heels that were open-toed, and only a fur coat that seemed to be your only intelligent choice of clothing on your body, you could not wait that long. You had half a mind to call Choso, but you knew it would probably take him that long to arrive anyway, plus he hadn’t answered any of your text messages in the past fourty-five minutes, so you assumed he was already asleep, (plus you would feel bad for taking the money Kento had so graciously given you just to not put it to good use.)

“How the hell is she in university drinking like a maniac every weekend, but can’t hold it together for a night out with us?” Valerie inquired from next to you, eyes on the scene beside her. Opal was leaning on the security guard for support, basically hugging him, with her eyes closed, ignoring his pleas for her to drink the water bottle he’d snagged from the front counter. 

It was cute really, they had only just met, but by the rose tint on the man’s cheeks, you could very well tell he was into your younger sister. At first you thought he was helping out of kindness, which he still could have been doing, but now it looked like he was doing it for something more, with him promising to remain outside with you all until your ride arrived. 

And why wouldn't he? Your sister was adorable, with her face almost an exact replica of you and your older sister's, her hair in a huge curly fro, dressed in the girliest, pinkest club attire, including her baby pink fur coat, which was the exact opposite of you and Valerie's. Valerie had chosen a warmer outfit, a tight, midi length sweater dress and high heeled boots, obviously the smarter of the three of you. Her hair was in black knotless braids, as it always was, being that it was easier to take care of since she didn't have the time to do her own hair, with her hands always in someone else's head. 

You let out a snort, wondering the same thing as your older sister. “Who knows?” You turned and shook your head at Opal, who was now drinking the water, staring up at the man who was now pleased at her actions, praising her with a smile on his face. “She better get it together before tomorrow night. I’m not stopping the party again just because the two of them can’t hold their liquor.” You finished with a roll of your eyes. It was your birthday weekend, for Christ’s sake.

Your annoyance was cut short when Opal finally spoke, but it was in a panicked tone, and not to you, but the man beside her. “What the fuck is going on over there?!” Her words were slurred, but you followed her eyesight to the scene across the street to see two men beating the shit out of eachother-well one man getting his ass beat. A screech from the woman above them was loud enough to pierce everyone’s ears in a two-mile radius. 

“Jesus Christ!” Valerie gasped next to you, covering her mouth as the man on the bottom’s face made a loud cracking sound as a fist connected to his jaw. 

Your heart raced with adrenaline at the sight before you as you got up to get a closer look, despite both of your sister’s protests. You really should mind your business, but something was calling you to the scene ahead of you, an invisible force dragging you to the commotion that was drawing a small crowd, anyway. The security guard who helped Opal was running ahead of you towards the disturbance, having to abandon your younger sister for a more pressing matter. 

You stumbled across the street, curiosity getting the best of you when you paused halfway there, to find  no one other than Choso fucking Kamo getting yanked off of a very bloody man, who still had the nerve to be talking shit after the obvious ass whooping he just caught. The top Choso’s t-shirt was torn, exposing his tattoos and his silver chain, his hair was a mess with one bun hanging from his head, while the other had seemingly fallen. His face was tomato red in comparison to his pale body, and fuck. Why did he have to look so deranged and so sexy? 

You snapped out your dirty thoughts and wanted to run over to Choso to figure out what the hell was happening, why he was fighting when you looked down to see that the man he was just hammering into the ground was no other than Suguru fucking Geto. 

Your heart felt like it stopped beating with the way it dropped to the bottom of your stomach. What is going on? Why were they fighting? Did they know each other? Who is that woman? What were they doing here? 

All of those questions were swirling through your head just as Suguru seemed to notice you, his facial expression turning from murderous to appalled, probably from your surprise appearance.

“Your boyfriend is a fucking psychopath!” He all but roared at you, looking disheveled with blood pooling from his nose and mouth and onto his neck as he attempted to get up, but falling almost immediately, causing the brown haired woman to help him up, grumbling obscenities underneath her breath. Was this his new girlfriend? 

Ugh, who cares? 

You didn’t know what to think and you weren’t sure how to feel, but for some reason the sight of Suguru on the ground, beat to a fucking pulp by Choso Kamo, pleading at your feet, lit something sinister in you. You didn’t feel angry, or disappointed, or sorrowful even. 

What you felt was pure elation. Euphoric at the fact that he was practically crying and begging you to do something about Choso who’d just given him the ass whooping of a lifetime, probably at your expense, and outright in ecstasy at the sight of Choso, only ten feet from you now, a small amount of blood drooling from his gore painted lips, silently suffering, seemingly waiting for your reaction, as he was being held back from the pathetic man under you.

You couldn’t help the sinister grin that began to creep on your face, something that should have terrified Choso, or even yourself, but it didn’t. In fact, his large toothy, amused smile followed yours, and he looked the happiest you had ever seen him.

You didn’t know if that relieved you or fucking terrified you. 

Chapter Twelve is Posted

[sanjoongie]

Sex and Embers and Frost

A ~Cotton Tails and Simmering Fires~ Series

ღAuthor's Note: this is an idea that was cooked up between @starlitmark and me. I was very excited to breath life into the opening of this world with these alt/emo/goth/punk hybrid dragon boyos. Hopefully you love them just as much as mia and i do😭

ღPairing: Dragon hybrid! Hwa x Bunny Hybrid! reader (f) x Dragon hybrid! San ღGenre: smut with no plot ღAu: hybrid au, strangers to lovers ღWord Count: 3,921 ღWarnings: oral (f receiving), temperature play, hair pulling, biting, hints to predator/prey play, breast play, squirting, cum eating, size kink, penetrative sex without barrier, double penetration, anal sex (f receiving), dacryphilia, hints towards mxm, degradation kink, creampie, overstimulation, mfm orgasm(s) ღRated: 18+ MDNI ღSummary: when your bunny friends drag you to an Gothic club and didn't tell you, so you dressed up in your typical preppy fit, not expecting to catch the eyes of two hybrid dragons ღMasterlist ღNext Chapter ღDedication: @mejuii & @downtoamagicalland, @flurrys-creativity​ &@songmingisthighs thank you for all beta-ing.

When they first meet~

Your blue eyes scanned the beauty that was the club that your friends had dragged you to. The Gothic arches were gorgeous  and the cross-eyed gargoyles added to the aesthetic but… you picked at your skirt and winced. You were dressed in your typical pink and white, that offset your white ears and blue eyes, being a bunny hybrid, but it was making you stick out like a sore thumb in this goth club.

Unfortunately, because you had taken the time to observe your surroundings, you had wound up separated from your friends. This gave the perfect opportunity, however, for two very interested dragon hybrids to, for lack of a better term, to pounce on you.

A hand descended on your shoulder and you jumped in the air in surprise. You had been so hyper focused on the architecture that your sense of your surroundings had been dulled and you had been caught unaware. 

A low, male chuckle sounded from behind you. “You look a little lost there, Hops. This isn’t your typical crowd is it?”

Your eyes widened at the man who had turned you around. His jelly-pink lips had a ring piercing, and it was safe to say, that wasn’t the only thing that stood out about the man. There were scales along his hairline, near his temple and scattered along his cheekbones, that were a shiny, deep purple. And his eyes were silver and slit like a lizard--your brain screamed to you that he was a dragon hybrid and most certainly a predator animal.

You shook your head and attempted to stand a little straighter. "I'm actually here with my fluffle--"

"Fluffle," he echoed you, "Cute."

You teetered on your heels uncertainly. "I think I'll--"

"Oh, you're not leaving us, are you, Hops?" Another man came to lean over the first dragon hybrid’s shoulder, hand hooked on the other’s broad shoulder. His long hair was tied up halfway, with strands framing his face and the lower half still left hanging. His scaling was black but iridescent and his slitted eyes were an electric blue. “I just got here.”

The purple hybrid’s chin set stubbornly at the black hybrid joining. “I got this, Seonghwa,” He said flatly.

Seonghwa put the hand that was on the purple hybrid’s shoulder on his head and ruffled his hair. “What’s wrong, San? Don’t feel like sharing tonight?”

Your eyes darted from one man to the other, trying to keep an eye on the predators in front of you. Your heart was beating out of your chest. But when your tongue came out to nervously lick your lips, both dragon hybrids narrowed their eyes on the motion. Your tongue froze at the corner of your mouth, an instinct to remain still when such a moment occurred.

San went back to frowning, “Hwa!”

Seonghwa smirked confidently. “Why don’t we leave it up to her, hmm?” Seonghwa circumvented San and was now standing in front of you. His size was underlined by the fact that he had to tip your chin to get you to make eye contact with him. You could feel your ears going flat. “How about it, Hops? Let’s go back to our lair and you can decide who you prefer the most.”

You were trembling and your stomach was curling and before your better judgment could kick in--you slowly nodded your head. “Please,” You whimpered.

Both dragon hybrids smirked and you shuddered in Seonghwa’s grasp. “Perfect,” He said happily, “Let’s go.”

Your mind was a whirl and the traveling between the club to their apartment was inconsequential compared to the position you were in right now.  Your tiny body was sat between San’s legs. He was currently peppering kisses from the slope of your shoulder up your neck and back again. He had discovered it was an erogenous area for you and wouldn’t leave it alone once he did. His ringed hands were holding your thighs apart, firmly so, because Seonghwa was kneeling between both your legs. 

“Stop squirming, Hops,” San growled, “Or I’m going to fuck you before Seonghwa can prep you fully.”

Seonghwa made eye contact with San from below, “That’s hot.”

“Shut up, Hwa,” San snapped with no real heat behind it.

“Be a good bunny for me, hmm?” Seonghwa said while his eyes were on your core where your panties still covered it, “I want all your cute noises. Don’t deny me them, okay?”

You were nodding. You had no idea what Seonghwa had in store for you but you did know that you loved the way San’s hands felt holding your thighs apart and those plush lips on your skin. 

Seonghwa’s hands almost held your leg reverently as his eyes rolled up to meet yours and his lips touched your skin. One minute he was leaving hot, open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin there and the next you watched a curl of mist leave his mouth. You frowned, because you could have sworn it was similar to a breath you would exhale in the dead of winter and then you were distracted by a flash of silver--was that a ball from a tongue piercing? You squealed as cold metal touched your skin.

San's fingers dug into your thighs, holding you even wider. "Something wrong, little bunny?" The next time his lips touched your neck, his lip ring felt abnormally warm, almost hot and you yelped.

"Wh-what's going on?" You couldn't help but stutter.

"We're dragons," San said simply, "You're okay with a little magic in your foreplay, right?"

"Yes," You said in a tiny voice that was completely full of anticipation for what this night would give you.

Seonghwa's tongue is out in full force, as he uses one long lick to go from the inside of your knee to your hip bone. The cold gives you goosebumps, but much to your embarrassment, it also made your tail begin to twitch, waiting for that coldness to meet your throbbing, hot mess of a cunt.

San chuckled lowly in your ear. "Hops, your tail is twitching. Is he making you feel that good?" You whimpered in response, your tail only moving more frequently. San moaned into your ear, gripping your earlobe between his teeth before letting go. "He hasn't even kissed your tiny pussy yet. You're such an easy bun, huh Hops?"

Seonghwa's shoulders quake in silent laughter but still he moved his head to hover over your mound. Those slitted eyes narrowed to near slivers, the electric blue iris being more prominent and terrifying you. That was the same look a predator gives its prey before striking the final blow. Your heart beat out of your chest again but you also felt some wetness leak further onto your underwear. Your body didn't know what it wanted: flight or fuck.

The cold ball of Seonghwa's tongue piercing played with your clit through your underwear and your back bowed in response. Your hands descended onto Seonghwa's head and one of your hands became a fist to grab Seonghwa's ponytail. You yanked on it hard, almost as if you wanted to pull his tongue away from you. In contrast, your body rolled into his licks. You could feel the cold breath of Seonghwa's coming to life between your thighs and you shivered at the threat. 

San bit into your shoulder and you could feel his sharp canines making indents into the soft skin there. "You're driving me wild, Hops. You smell so fucking good, like a damn sugar cookie."

"D-don't eat me," You pleaded from the animal side of your brain, only aware that a dragon hybrid had put his meat-ripping teeth into you.

Seonghwa's dry chuckles could be heard from in between your legs, no longer silent this time. "The irony," he said with a crooked smile on his face before he pushed aside your panties so he could have full access to your dripping cunt. "Wonder if she tastes like a sugar cookie too?"

You yelped and gasped at the same time because simultaneously as Seonghwa thrusted his long tongue inside of your hole, San let his lip ring turn momentarily burning hot. "Careful, Hops, or I might find that more appealing than our current activities."

"S-san," You mumbled his name, even though your eyes were on Seonghwa with his eyes closed, tongue fucking your cunt.

"This is what I'm talking about," San growled. "You stutter my name like that and I'm going to want to play Chase the Bunny."

His tongue swiped at your skin and finally let go of your legs. Seonghwa's leather jacket fell to the crook of his elbows as he braced your legs open instead. He took on your weight like it was nothing. San's previous occupied hands began to massage your breasts through your tight shirt. "Been wanting to play with these nipples all night."

Seonghwa's tongue had begun to curl inside of you, reaching a spot that was dangerous. Your eyebrows furrowed. "No wait, don't--I'll--"

Your body began to shake and you cried out as you squirted all over Seonghwa's face. It was pure good luck that Seonghwa already had his eyes closed but that didn't stop him from opening his mouth, accepting your wetness.

San's hand became slack against your breasts as his mouth dropped and he laughed in disbelief. "Did you just make her squirt?"

Your body was like a ragdoll against San's body when Seonghwa finally opened his eyes. He wiped his face with his hand, looking quite pleased with himself. "Fuck, Hops, that was hot."

You are whining in embarrassment but you still can't move. "I'm sorry."

San's light laughter peppered the air. "She's sorry, Hwa."

Seonghwa stood up, tweaking the end of your ear. "Don't be embarrassed, little bun, you just gave me the highest honor."

San unceremoniously shoved your body off him and you collapsed into Seonghwa's arms. San quickly began to unbutton his pants, the chains that connected from belt loop to back pocket twinkling merrily. "I'm so fucking hard, I thought I was going to come in my pants with her fucking tail playing with me."

Seonghwa raised an eyebrow at San. "New kink unlocked?"

San mockingly sneered at Seonghwa, showing another peek of his sharp canines. "Shut up."

Your skirt was already high up on your hips and your panties pulled out of the way but that wasn't enough for San. He easily ripped your underwear from your body with an impatient snarl. "This tiny puss is mine."

The air is filled with the smell of sex and faintly of embers and frost.  "Right, Hops?" San asked.

You looked up to Seonghwa, who shrugged. "Don't look at me. Unless you're saying your cunt belongs to me already. Then I won before San even got to prove himself. Kinda sad, don't you think?"

You gulped and swallowed but there was no moisture there. Your voice sounded tiny even to yourself but you somehow managed to say, "My tiny puss is yours… Sannie."

"Well, that's it, I'm fucked," San announced. 

With that, San pushed into your pussy, firmly and without pause until he was fully seated inside you. He was panting behind you. "Bet I'm so fucking huge inside of you, the way your cunt is clenching me, Jesus, you're tight." San slithered a hand from your hip to your stomach and pressed down, causing you to moan. "Fuck, I can feel my dick imprint, jesus, Hops."

Seonghwa petted your hair and ears. "You are a tiny thing. We could spit roast you right now and you would have no issues, would you?"

"B-both of you?" You squeaked. "At the same time?"

Seonghwa tipped his head to the side. "You can do it, right? You're a sweet little bunny that would give her all to us, right? A sweet little slutty bun who would take everything she got given, even if it drove her to tears. You'd cry big fat tears to be stuffed by both of us, wouldn't you, Hops?"

"You're not talking about my mouth anymore, are you?" You whimpered in realization.

Seonghwa smiled so sweetly even though he was thinking the filthiest thoughts. "Such a smart girl, Hops."

He tipped your head and rewarded you with a deep kiss, his lips still wet from when you had squirted all over his face. His lips and tongue took over your senses until it was all you could focus on. You didn't realize you were whimpering into his mouth until he started to chuckle and released you. "Forgot San was inside of you, didn't you."

You gasped. "S-san, I--"

San simply chuckled evilly behind you. You did not get to see the dirty look San sent Seonghwa. San had not, not truely, realized what he was getting into, letting Seonghwa challenge him. "I'm going to fuck you so good, that's the only name that's going to be falling from your lips."

"Unless," Seonghwa stared down San, "Hops agrees to being double stuffed."

"You can get her cute little mouth, I get this!" San snarled as he pulled back and then thrusted harshly into you. Your breath caught in the back of your throat at the pressure. 

Seonghwa's gentle hands pulled at your sensitive ear, pinching the bottom and making you yelp. His other hand quickly chucked your chin and his thumb slipped against your bottom lip. "And as lovely as that would be," Seonghwa agreed, on the surface at least, "I think that Hops would be better equipped to take us both at the same time. Then she can truly decide who she will choose at the end of the night."

San mercilessly pounded into you, making you grab fistfuls of Seonghwa’s sleeveless shirt, your tongue swirling around Seonghwa’s thumb that was still in your mouth. "This tiny bunny pussy is mine," San snarled.

Your head bobbed, humming in agreement. Seonghwa, however, was unsatisfied with the current predicament. "San," he growled.

San let out a loud, frustrated noise but halted the slapping of skin on skin. You breathed heavily and whined at the loss of the pleasure between your legs. San patted your hip, in an attempt to reassure you. "Don't worry, Hops, I'll fill you up, we just have to do a quick position change."

Seonghwa raised his eyebrows. "Let me slip inside of her. I bet she's so fucking wet, her slickness alone could prep her for me to fuck her puckered hole."

"Am I your fucking fluffer?" San snarled, "Should I put my mouth around you instead and make sure you're ready for her?"

A shiver traveled from the soles of your feet, throughout your body, making your tail flutter and your ears flip-flop. A slow, sure smile pulled at Seonghwa's lips. "Oh, does our bunny like the idea of my cock slipping between San’s plush lips?"

You could feel your face heating up. "You're both really hot."

"Oh, Hops," San sighed, "Fine. Slip inside of her. You won't have a hard time, she's probably loose now from taking my thick cock. Just hurry up!"

San pulled out of you and Seonghwa turned you to face San. He smoothed an appreciative hand down your spine and then pushed inside of you. "Oh fuck this bunny pussy!" Seonghwa exclaimed.

San chucked your chin and guided your head to his pelvis. You licked your lips at the sight of more scaling along San's hips and what amounted to a true treasure trail from his belly button to his cock. "Pretty," You couldn't help but coo, reaching out to trace the purple scales.

"Am I pretty to you, Hops?" San said in a low, soft voice. "Wanna touch? Wanna lick? Go on. I'll give you a tip. The skin along our scales is very sensitive."

You held San’s twitching cock out of the way so that your rough tongue could glide along the soft scales and skin. San watched with hooded eyes and his muscles jerked as it made its way along the treasure trail, to meet at the base of his cock. Just as you were about to lick your way up San’s shaft when Seonghwa grabbed a handful of your tail, making you yelp and cry out. "Okay, I take back my teasing from before. Her tail twitching against your cock is hot."

"Are you done yet?" San growled, once again no longer being the center of your world.

"My dick is drenching, Hops," Seonghwa observed as he pulled out of you. "Gonna fuck you full of dragon cock, huh? You ready to be double stuffed? You better give us those big fat tears you promised."

"I'm ready," you said in a shaky voice.

San held you in a reverse of the position you three had started in. His hands were under your knees as he sunk into you, face to face, and feet off the ground. He bit into his lower lip, tongue playing with his lip ring as he bottomed out again. Then Seonghwa approached from behind, nails digging into your hip bones as he pushed into your other hole. You were whimpering and moaning the entire time, taking both of their thick, long cocks. Once they were both bottomed out inside of you, you tossed your head back to rest against Seonghwa's shoulder.

"How do you feel, Hops?" Seonghwa asked.

"I'm so full," You whined.

"You like it though," San teased, a smirk playing with his lips, "I can feel you clenching down on me so hard. I'm surprised you didn't come from both of us entering you. You're such an easy lay."

"M-move?" You managed to ask, one ear flicking backward to listen to Seonghwa, while the other focused on San.

They did so without further ado, and you could only let out pitiful cries as they fucked you in both holes. You swore you were going to burst but also the pleasure was immeasurable, coursing along every damn nerve you possessed. When one pulled out, the other one pushed in, and it was a never-ending roller-coaster of rapture between your legs. The only thing your animal brain could focus on was the smell of strawberry jam coming from behind you and a sea breeze from behind you. Were those Seonghwa and San’s personal scents? They smelled heavenly.

"Poor Hops," San laughed, "You look so fucked out right now? Is your tiny little brain full of white noise right now? Getting fucked so good by a couple a dragon dicks, huh? I can barely understand how a tiny puss and ass like yours is taking us but I guess that just speaks volumes on how greedy you are for us. Taking us so fucking well, aren’t you Hops?”

That’s when the tears began. They welled up in your eyes and then started to slowly run down your cheek and dripped from your jaw to your bosom, only to make a trail down the valley of your breasts. You just felt a lot of things. You felt safe, you felt adored, you felt full and you felt sexy. It was just a lot and so the tears came easily. Your bottom lip trembled and you pouted as you said, “I’m taking you so well.”

“Aw, Hops, you look so fucking cute, crying for us,” San cooed mockingly.

“I can’t believe how well she’s taking my cock in her ass,” Seonghwa said in reverence again, “Damn, Hops, you really were built to be a little toy for a couple of dragon hybrids, huh?”

You can barely reply between the alternate thrusting, unsure if you’re getting better pleasure from the thick cock in your pussy or the long cock in your ass. “So. Fucking. Good.”

“Oh shit, I’m gonna come,” San cried out, his thrusts starting to become erratic but somehow hitting deeper inside of you. 

“M-me t-t-too,” You whimpered, feeling the curl in your stomach ready to snap.

“Gonna take all of me, Hops? Gonne let me fill you up with dragon cum, right? I bet you get a little bump from all the fucking cum I’m going to unload on you, oh fuck--!” San thrusted deep inside of you, holding himself there and grunted as his cock shot his load into you. He throbbed and twitched and continued to unload and even when he pulled his heavy cock out of you, there was still more shooting out. 

You would have been fascinated yourself if not for the fact that you were twitching and whining and convulsing from your own orgasm. Your pussy wouldn’t stop fluttering around him and it was like echoes of your pleasure continued to radiate from your lower half. It was both pleasing and exhausting and you were pretty sure you had never come harder in your entire life than in that moment. However, you still had another hole and dick to worry about.

“Now for the real show to start,” Seonghaa said, tucking his tongue between his lips.

“Are you kidding me?” San said with disbelief. “Like you could out do that performance.” He promptly dropped his head to your shoulder to relax.

You started to whimper, feeling a bit overstimulated. You shook your head desperately, your ears softly hitting your cheeks. “No. It’s too much. Too much!”

“Oh, come on, Hops,” Seonghwa grunted, “You can come for us again, can’t you? Gonna fill this ass with my cum. You want to be filled with both of us right? Come for me again, sweet bun.”

“Hhhhnnnnn,” You started to cry out as you felt another climax burst over you, this from Seonghwa fucking you up the ass.

You started to cry again, the pleasure being above and beyond everything you had experienced. With San out of you now, you had no choice but to focus on how your ass was taking every thrust of Seonghwa’s, pushing into it like you couldn't get enough of his cock. 

“See, I knew you could do it, Hops. You’re such a sweet little slutty bunny, just for us, right?”

“Just for you,” You repeated tiredly.

Seonghwa let out a desperate cry himself, fucking your ass as his climax tore through him. He unloaded into you too, and you whimpered at how fucking dirty this entire endeavor was. But it felt so fucking good, you didn’t have any regrets.

But the original question still floated in your mind: who would you choose after this?

"I chose you both," You said with a hoarse voice, sounding barely alive.

"Sorry, Hops, I can't hear you with my cum leaking out of your tiny hole, you wanna repeat that?" San muttered, his head still against your shoulder, words muffled but still just as mean.

"I choose you both!" You shout with a rough voice. "I can't pick. I want you both."

You bounce against Seonghwa's chest as he laughed behind you. "Bet you didn't see that coming, huh, San?"

"I hate you, Seonghwa," San grumbled. He raised his head and kissed your quaking nose. "Fine, Hops. You get to have the both of us."

"Just like that?" You wondered.

"Well, hardly," Seonghwa corrected you. "Your body is ours now. Don't you know how dragons are with treasure? We're greedy sonsabitches. Once you're a part of our hoard, you never leave."

"What he means is, your sweet little body is ours now, Hops. To do with what we want, when we want. And you know the best part?" San leaned forward to push aside your hair so he could directly speak into your flickering ear. "There's more of us."

This time it's Seonghwa's turn to finally narrow his eyes at San. "Really, you're going to bring the rest of them into this?"

San shrugged. "You started it."

"I'll end it, you hatchling," Seonghwa threatened.

San stuck his tongue out childishly at Seonghwa and you giggled when the purple hybrid called the black dragon Grandpa.

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[nowimyurdaisy]

can you write smth for verstappen!reader and charles leclerc? and max tries to break them apart and they break up bc of him and then they’re both miserable and then max sees how happy they are together and lets them get back together? smth like that tysm 😭💕

OMG I LUV THIS SO MUCH

pairing: charles leclerc x verstappen!reader

warnings: swearing

a/n: sorry this took so long 😭 hope y'all enjoy!

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It wasn't a secret around the Ferrari paddock that you were dating Charles Leclerc, but it also wasn't a secret that you are the Max Verstappen's sister. Not that your brother was very aware of your dating life. *cough* that your boyfriend is Charles *cough* He would flip if he knew.

Oh and he did flip, when he found out.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?" max yelled, stomping towards you and Charles who had bolted apart when they heard max.

You looked around nervously not making eye contact, "nothing" you said.

"nothing?!" Max arched an eyebrow. He looks at your boyfriend giving him the death glare. You look at Charles pleading him to not say anything.

Max wins, "I'm sorry" Charles says.

You don't make eye contact, but pull Charles close to you, "Max. I'd like you to meet my boyfriend" you turn to max and smile. Charles chuckles nervously.

"boyfriend?!" You nod at his words. "Y/n you're dating my rival?!"

"yep" you smile, then turn and say "sorry brother but we gotta go" and with that you and Charles walk away.

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This night was not going how it was planned, you planned for a night out with your boyfriend because you hadn't been spending as much time together recently, well ever since max found out. You weren't sure if the reason he was distancing himself was because he was A) afraid of max, B) Max had given him some sort of talk (or yell), C) he was really busy, or D) he just didn't want to hang out.

You were really hoping it wasn't the last option. So now here you were sitting across from Charles at a restaurant of his choosing. Sitting in this stupid dress, getting into a stupid argument over the silliest thing, that turned into an argument about max's reaction to your relationship. And Max taking his feelings out on the track.

The yelling turned heads at the restaurant. Eventually the two of you made your way out of the restaurant, you were sure if the two of you were a cartoon characters smoke would be coming out of your ears.

The night ended so ugly. "I HATE YOU. I. HATE. YOU." you yelled at Charles. "I never, ever want to see you again!"

Charles' features softened almost, the realization of what was happening hitting him, "FINE!" He yelled angrily back, "I hope you have a terrible life y/n"

With that you slammed the door in his face. As soon as it shut, you slid down the door sobs erupting from you.

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It had been a couple weeks since you had seen Charles. You really didn't want to go to the race and face the chance of seeing Charles, but Max really wanted you there. So begrudgingly you agreed to go.

You showed up to the race wearing all black and sunglasses. The moment you stepped into the Red Bull paddock and Christian tried to greet you, you gave a bland "Hello" and sat down at one of the chairs and watched everyone work. Everyone got the message that you clearly didn't want to be there and were only there for their star racer, your brother.

It was a good race, Max won, again. Of course you were happy for him but you weren't really in the mood to celebrate. However you joined max and the rest of the grid at a club to celebrate. You couldn't help but wonder if Charles would be there. Probably not because he had a shit race not even finished, getting a DNF. You didn't want to feel bad for him, bit a small pang of guilt coursed through you thinking you may have been the cause of his DNF.

You were leaning against the bar, a stiff drink in your hand. When you felt someones eyes on you, a very familiar pair of eyes, you turned in around, your eyes meeting his. He looked away quickly. He looked almost sad.

Max had turned around just in time to catch this interaction. The realization finally hits him of how happy the two of you were together, and that he might actually be the cause of your misery. Suddenly feeling guilty for being happy when the two broke up. Now realizing what he must do.

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He knew he had to get the two of you back together. Now he just had to come up with a plan. It was the most cliched plan ever trapping them in a room together to force them to talk it out. He told Carlos his plan, Carlos thought it was brilliant, since he could see the pain in his teammate's eyes ever since the two of you broke up. Carlos tested the group chat saying to meet at max's room to have a guys night. Then, Max texted you telling you to meet him in his room before dinner.

When you got to his room Max claimed he had a call he had to take and stepped outside for a bit, you didn't miss the note sitting on the table but before you could investigate someone knocked, you assumed it was max who accidentaly closed his door on his way out. When you opened it you where met with the face of the last man you wanted to see.

"What are you doing here?" you asked almost slamming the door in his face.

"I'm here to hang with the guys, why are you here?" he retorted. "he said he had something important to say" Then you saw your brother come out of nowhere push the two of you inside and lock the door, you finally realized that the lock was on the outside of the door.

"That little shit"you mumbled under your breath.

"What?" Charles asked, "what is happening?" CHarles asked looking around the room frantically finally his eyes settled on the paper in your hand.

"My idiot brother set this up" you sighed, rolling your eyes.

"What does the letter say?"

Dear Y/N and Charles,

I am so sorry that I screwed this up for you two.

Now get your heads out of your asses and fucking MAKE UP!

The two of you are clearly fucking MISERABLE without the other.

Your favorite person,

Max

"That little shit" you repeated again much louder this time.

"Is- is it true?" Charles finally asked. You tilted your head as if to question. "Did I really hurt you that much?"

You just nodded slowly, "are- are you hurt too Charles? Or did I imagine the pain in your eyes in the club?" Slowly but surely the two of you were inching closer to each other.

"I've really missed you y/n/n" Charles spoke softly, he reached for your hand but pulled back afraid of your possible reaction.

"I miss you too" you replied grabbing his hand, entwining your fingers. "I can't believe I let my brother of all people get in between us" you let out a light chuckle.

"Can we just forget these past weeks never happened?" Charles asked so politely.

You smiled, looking him in the eyes, "Alright ask me"

"Ask you what?" He asked.

"You know what" you replied.

Charles rolled his eyes, "y/n y/l/n will you make me the happiest man and be my girlfriend?"

"Yes you idiot of course, I love you" you pulled Charles into you, your lips meeting his.

"I missed you so fucking much" Charles mumbled pulling away.

"And?" you replied littering kisses all over his face.

"And I love you so much" he laughed, pulling you back in for another deep kiss.

"Please never leave me again" you whispered.

"Never."

As you leaned in for another kiss you could hear your brother and a couple other friends on the other side of the door peering in through the window shouting yes and high-fiving.

You and Charles laughed foreheads touching.

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[fritz-federleicht]

I won't let you go/ Two x reader

Summary: You wear a dress he won't let you go to the club in

Words: 747

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"I won't let you go like this. You need to change." II crosses his arms in front of his chest.

"What?" You look down your body. Clinging to it is a short dress that emphasizes your curves and gives you confidence. Around your shoulder dangles a matching small bag in which you've stowed only the necessary for the night.

"I'm not letting you out like that." He points at your dress.

"Why not?" You groan. Your friends are already waiting for you because you're late, and now your boyfriend is stopping you too. "I only go to the club with friends."

II look at you in disbelief. "That's exactly why." He takes a step towards you and holds out his hand. "You go to the club like this." He lifts the bottom of your dress slightly. Immediately you push it down because your panties are showing.

"See." He says. "That's why I won't let you go like this." His voice is reproachful.

You blush. "Alright but I don't have time now. My friends are already waiting for me." You try to push past him, but you don't succeed. II holds you by the wrist. He looks intensely into your eyes.

"Y/N I'm not letting you go like this." You stare at each other. At some point II gives up. He realizes he can't change your mind. "Then I'll come with you."

You open your eyes wide in disbelief. "You're coming with me? To the club?"

II was only been to the club once and that was when he met you, never again after that. As he always says, it's enough for him to have you by his side now. His love, which makes enough adrenaline pumping through his veins in everyday life.

At the thought of your first meeting a smile creeps onto your lips. "I'm glad honey. Even if you're only coming because of my dress." You say teasingly to him.

"I can't help it. Please understand." Says II almost desperately. "You look way too hot in that dress. If you show up there alone..." There must be all kinds of situations going on in his head because his look becomes threatening. "That can't happen." He shakes his head. "That's why I'm coming with you."

"You know I would never start anything with anyone else." You assure him. No matter who, you'd dump him. II is the love of your life and always will be. "But I don't want to keep you from your plan. I'm glad you're coming with me."

You look down his body. "Are you going to stay like that?" II wears a tight black t-shirt that hugs every muscle of his torso and black sweatpants that hang loosely from his hips.

He looks down at himself. "Looks good, doesn't it?" His lips curl into a sly grin. "You love it when I wear it, don't you?"

You tilt your head. "I do, but it doesn't go with tonight. Put on something that looks more like a party."

II shakes his head. "No."

"What no?"

"I'm not changing. After all, you don't do it either even though I ask you to." He grins at you. "Besides, we don't have time. Your friends are already waiting for you." II repeats your already said words and grabs your hand.

A sigh escapes your mouth as you place your hand in his. "Everyone will be staring at us."

II opens the door for you. "Why?"

"Cause you look like you go to the gym. And I look like I'm about to party." You smile and step through the door. "At least I fit in."

As II closes the door, he laughs deeply. "They won't pay attention to me. They don't even have time for that when they're staring at you and that naughty little dress."

You blush. Luckily it's already too dark outside for II to see. "Oh yeah honey, just keep telling yourself that." You say, thinking about how all the women will stare at him. Maybe the men will stare at you, but the women's eyes will be on him. Not a single one can escape his handsome face and body, he's too perfect for that.

"Just keep telling yourself that." You say again and together you walk hand in hand to the first party II enters in years. And that's just because of your naughty little dress.

[mysticficti0n]

so

Tom and Y/n HATE each other (well she hates him but he gets little butterflies from her sometimes heheheh but like he still doesn't like her) but she still is around a lot of the time bc she's Georgs cuz and she lives with his family (come up with something bc idk) and she helps produce TH music and is like their photographer kinda?

and in the first part she's like getting ready for a date and stuff happens and tom takes her for some reason yeah and he gets rlly pissed at her but then she wants to get picked up from this guys house and tom is the only one who picks up so yeah- enjoy writing this if you do ❤️

Oh em ghee- kinda jelly I didn't come up with this but I love it so so much

Happy new year everyone! I really like this idea and making it a new series bc why not, and don't worry All my attention is coming back this 2024!!! I havent preread this before posting because im tired as shit its literally 3:07 am so ♥︎

Get over it Part One

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warnings- swearing, mentions of sex, clubbing, kissing

words- 1.6k

I sat in my mirror with music blasting in the background, Bill sat on my bed flicking through a magazine with a cig hanging from his mouth "Is a red lip too much?" I asked turning to the boy who looked up from the pages

"depends what you're wearing" I got up and grabbed my little blood red dress, black lace dressing the bottom and the u-neck shape at the top "red lips all the way" I smiled sitting back down and grabbing my red lipstick and swiping it on

"Knock Knock" a voice called outside and then three people wondered In "what the fuck are you doing" Gustav laughed shoving me

"whats it to you" he shrugged sitting himself down along side Tom, Tom never looked happy unless he had some whore sucking his cock or a smoke in his hand, I stood grabbing my dress and walked out into the bathroom, I left the door open slightly as I knew they'd be asking questions

"where she going Bill?"-"not my place to say"-"oh come on"-"nope"-"well she looks like she's going to be payed to fuck a guy"-"watch your mouth thats my cousin remember" I smirked listening to their conversation, I finally got the dress on and twirled in the mirror but realised I couldn't do the button at the back, so reluctantly I held the dress up around my side and went back to my room

"can one of you do the button please" I turned my back to the group and soon I herd the sound of shuffling and someone standing behind me

"is it just this one?" the voice of Tom rang behind me and I nodded, why him out of everyone out the room? gently his fingers brushed against my skin as he pushed the button through the loop "done" he said barely above a whisper

"thanks" I spoke walking to grab my heals, I quickly slipped my feet in and stood to look back at the guys "right well I have a date to go to but I need someone to take me- who's that gonna be?" I looked to Georg first

"erm.. well I don't have my car- Tom is the only one with one" a sigh escaped my lips but it was him or nothing and I missed my date

"fine- come then" I grabbed my bag and looked to Tom

"now?" he spoke

"yes now get up were going" The boys all stood leaving my room Bill switched off my stereo then we all went down stairs and I headed for the front door closely followed by Tom "bye guys" I yelled before walking out, Toms car clicked and unlocked

"you know-" before he could finish I closed the car door and buckled my belt, Toms side opened and he climbed in "you are such an ungrateful bitch" I laughed staring ahead "I could just not take you- get that in your fucking head"

"yet your still in the fucking car with me" he rolled his eyes staring the engine "drop me at Sarahs court" we sat in silence, no radio, no nothing until we hit a red light, I could see Tom's eyes scanning me up and down "issue?"

"your dress is very showy, do you even know the guy you're seeing?" I smiled knowing exactly who it was, and So would Tom

"thought you liked slutty things, like your girl-" he cut me off my throwing me a gaze "oh and I'm meeting Brandon, Brandon Quick" I watched as his jaw dropped slightly, eyes turning thin

"you are a fucking cunt" no words were shared after that, he stayed quiet, I knew I lit the fire now and all I could keep doing was adding to it

"Yeah he called me last night, told me he missed me and wanted to see me again, asked me to wear his favourite dress.... favourite lip, and no panties either" I kept pushing watching Toms face curl into one of pure anger, before I knew it we were at Sarahs court and he slammed on the breaks. I pulled the sun-visor down and opened the mirror checking my make up, I looked to Tom once more, his face was contorted into a frown, I didn't bother saying anything and just climbed out.

I walked around the car and saw the calming face of Brandon "hey sweetheart" he spoke coming over, hand wrapping around my waist, pressing a kiss to my cheek "who brought you?" he spoke looking behind me

"just Tom- he was the only fucking one with a car" I laughed turning to see that his car was still there with him just staring at me

"I'll come say hi" I grinned knowing this would only piss him of further, together me and Brandon walked over and I pulled open the driver door "hey man whats up?"

"mhm whats up" Tom spoke, his voice low

"eh nothing much, thanks for bring madam, promise to have her home by 9" he joked, looking down at me, I purposefully cuddled to his chest, drawing circles on his peck

"great- well I'll go now" Tom grabbed the door slamming it shut and started the engine

"whats wrong with him?" the boy spoke with a tone of sarcasm

"whats never wrong with him?" I laughed pulling Brandons head down to meet mine in a kiss, there was no denying it Brandon was hot, his brown messy locks, blue eyes, a smile that was contagious, perfectly toned body, tattoos covering his torso, he was beautiful

--- Time Skip ---

I lay there, on Brandons chest, tonight was amazing, dinner, the club and the sex but I couldn't fall asleep at all, my mind was everywhere and I just felt like going home, but the only way I could get home was Tom, I sat up and went to get my phone "hey everything okay?" Brandon's voice spoke quietly, his hand rubbing my back

"yeah sorry, I'm gonna go okay, I need to be up early tomorrow" I lied, I did feel bad but I felt bad saying the truth, I'd slept over many times but today... I just couldn't this time

"Okay babe- text me when your back" I nodded leaning down pressing a kiss to his lips softly, it took a lot to pull away but I did, I grabbed my dress, shoes and bag, pulling my phone out and going out side of the house, wrapping myself tighter in his jumper, I went through my contacts before seeing Toms and I clicked call, within seconds it was answered

"what?"

"can you come get me"

"why?"

"I cant sleep and I wanna come home and you're the only one with a car"

"Y/n its fucking 4 am"

"you answered straight away so don't tell me you weren't awake" I spat

"fine-" I gave him the address and he told me five minuets, I sat on the wall at the end of the house, staring onto the quiet street until the bright lights of Toms car cleared the darkness. I got up and opened the car door to find Tom still in the clothes he was wearing earlier and a cig in his lips

"thanks for getting me" he nodded blowing smoke away

"yeah- don't think I'll do this again alright" I nodded, I felt to tired to really answer, or argue his car was warm and I was quite warn out already "why are there tear stains down your face?" he spoke, his voice slightly concerned, I hadn't even noticed anything with my face, I'd been so concentrated on other things

"oh erm... it doesn't matter" I yawned closing my eyes, it wasn't like I was hurt or anything

"no why the fuck have you been crying" I sighed opening my eyes, looking to the boy

"me and Brandon fucked okay" Tom breathed looking back to the road "better now?" and he just nodded, I closed my eyes again and soon everything was quiet.

soon I felt cold wash on my body until two arms wrapped around me, I let myself hook my arms and legs around whatever had me, my head falling into the crook of their neck "hm- thank you"

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I did stay up- is it because I cared- no... I was more worried something was going to happen, I knew Brandon, he was my old best friend all through school till he got with my girlfriend while we were on tour. He was known to hurt his dates, not physically but emotionally and seeing those streaks down her face just made something burn inside my chest. I kept driving until I made it back to her house, the Listing's house.

"okay Y/n-" I turned my head to see her asleep "fuck" I hit my head of the back of the seat, it was to late to call Georg to come get her, and her aunty and uncle couldn't know she was getting back at 4:15 in the morning.

I got out and walked to her side, opening the door and unbuckling her seat belt, slowly I pulled her out from the car and let her body wrap onto mine "hm- thank you" she whispered into my neck, her breath cool against my skin, I walked us toward the door, I went to her bag and pulled out the keys, I had no other choice, and let us in.

silently I began walking up the stairs, she was quietly snoring into my shoulder as I held her going to her room, I gently pushed open her door and set her on the bed, taking her belongings and put them on the desk "okay Y/n lie down" I whispered helping her lie back and pulling her sheets onto her

"my head hurts" she spoke again, without thinking my hand went to her head, I rubbed small circles and scrapped her hair back soothingly, a small smile appeared onto her lips before soft snores filled the room again. I took one last look before coming away, I went to her window, pulling it shut, closing her curtains and finally shutting her door. she wouldn't remember any of this... hopefully

Like I don't care about her but- she does mean something to me, but she couldn't know that

[literallykenmaandshoyo]

I'll Know

Tendou Satori x Female!Reader

Warnings: Language, outdoor blowjob, creampie, cum swallowing, oral (male and female receiving), lots and lots of praise!! I wrote Satori as reader's first intimate partner! Just smutty smut smut smut lolol

Word Count: 3.3k

Author's note: Oh my god, it's been so so long since I've posted a fic on here this is insane. College and life have been so so hectic and I completely forgot about the page Mod Kenma and I made :,) Mod Kenma is so good with keeping consistent and everything on here and I'm going to try and do the same since I've found myself writing with them a lot more now! I'm so sorry for the long hiatus, but I wrote this fic a couple of weeks ago and thought it would be a nice way to start my comeback! I hope you all know that you're more than welcome to request anything from me, just make sure you specify that you want it written by me haha! I hope you enjoy the smut, I had so much fun writing it!!

I'd love to hear everyone's feedback on this, so don't hesitate to let me know on how I can make things better or if you enjoyed it!

~Mod Shoyo <3

The bright lights of Shiratorizawa’s gym hurt Y/N’s eyes as she walked inside. Today, the volleyball club was going to be hosting a late night practice. Normally, Friday nights were reserved for date nights between Y/N and Satori, but she never ever minded coming to watch Tendou practice. There was no hiding how she really felt about watching him practice.

It got her going.

Something about her tall, lanky boyfriend sweating his ass off playing sports just did something to her. She was well aware of this feeling and found it slightly funny every time Satori tried to push practice to the side for her. “Now, why would you do that, ‘Tori? Volleyball is your passion. I really don’t mind staying for a couple hours to watch you and then getting to hang out with you after!”

Tendou always appreciated Y/N so much more when she said things like that. Little did he know that he was only fueling her drive to chase him. To jump his bones the second that he was finished with his practice. Tonight was no different. Y/N came waltzing into the gym in her black t-shirt dress, her eyes darting across every single body she saw to search for her boyfriend. The second that Tendou noticed her, his posture stiffened and he made a bee-line straight towards her.

“Well, look at you in that black dress of yours,” Tendou flirted, his tone light and playful but his voice was resting in a deeper part of his throat. “Don’t you look delicious.”

Y/N blushed and stood on her tippy toes to kiss him. He smirked against her kiss and brought his right arm around her waist to pull her close to him while his other arm carried his water bottle. The second they pulled away, she could already feel herself getting riled up. His normally spiked up hair was sitting slightly damp now. Most of it was still intact, but some of the front strands were sticking to his forehead, absolutely drenched in sweat.

“How’s practice going, baby?” Y/N smiled, her eyes too focused on his sweat than his actual ruby orbs. 

“Coach had us do some punishments because Goshiki didn’t receive a ball correctly,” Tendou tossed a look over to Goshiki who was cowering in a corner, gripping a ball tightly in between his hands cursing himself. “Other than that, It’s going pretty average.”

Y/N smiled and nodded her head. “Well, go knock ‘em dead baby, I’ll be right here watching!”

Tendou grinned from ear to ear and stooped down to press one last kiss to her lips. As Tendou turned on his heel to start running back, Y/N leaned forward and laid a harsh slap on his ass to motivate him. Tendou turned slowly with a smirk and walked back towards her. He towered over her like a skyscraper, looking down on her with the most shit-eating grin she’d ever seen.

“My turn.”

Before she had any time to think, Satori's hand was unleashing the most pain-inducing, heartstopping, panty dropping slap on her ass. She yelped and listened to the sound echo throughout the gym. His palm remained on her right cheek, she could feel his fingers curl up and feel around. He jumped slightly, then leaned down to get his lips right next to her ear.

“You dirty girl,” He whispered huskily. His voice sent shivers down her spine and she could feel the heat between her legs growing. “No panties huh? And were you thinking about telling me?” Y/N gulped and turned to the side slightly.

“It was supposed to be a surprise after practice.”

Tendou hummed. He turned on his heel once more and walked away. His shoes squeaking against the gym floor slowly dissipating gave her the ‘okay’ to finally relax. Y/N made her way over to one of the courtside benches and took a seat. With her legs crossed, she let her eyes linger on her red-head boyfriend.

The middle blocker was working overtime tonight. His guesses were on point, every single possible hunch he could have had about a spiker’s decisions were completely right. She could only imagine the type of psycho-analysis that was going on in his head right now, how meticulous he had to be in order to block everyone on the other side of the net.

She was wrong.

Tendou was on his game because he knew that she was watching him. He could feel her eyes lingering on him, only paying attention to his movements and no one else’s. Who was she, to sit on that damn bench with no panties on in front of all of his teammates. He could only imagine the juices that were marinating in her cunt right now, he was salivating at the thought of it. His hunger was only fueling his movements, a snide smirk resting on his face. 

One of the managers rushed around giving all of the players’ some towels to wipe themselves off. Once Tendou was handed his own, he turned slightly and noticed Y/N had taken some extra interest in watching him. He scoffed and pressed the towel against his forehead and neck, wiping off all the remnants of his hard work. Y/N licked her lips and didn’t let her gaze falter for a second. Tendou’s legs carried him over towards his girlfriend once more. His aura was radiating pure starvation. He couldn’t even keep eye contact with her for more than a millisecond before letting his eyes drop down to her crossed legs. He could feel himself get hard just knowing that he was the only one that got to spread those legs. To see what was beyond her gorgeous thighs.

He tossed the towel at her nonchalantly. “Hold this for me, would you baby? Just a little while longer.”

Y/N was quick to catch the towel and let it rest in her lap. She could feel herself getting warmer, at this point she started to regret not wearing underwear. She knew that she was going to spill the juices that Satori claimed as his all over the floor once she stood up, but for right now. At this very moment. She could care less. Her mind was turning into mush, and it didn’t help that Tendou would toss her looks in between practice sets.

Her pussy was aching. Tendou had been her very first intimate partner, and she loved the idea that her pussy was molded into a hole that fit his dick perfectly. She was growing more restless by the second, counting down each second that went by that Tendou wasn’t rearranging her intestines. Finally, like a bright light shining down from the heavens, practice was called to an end and everyone started to pack up the equipment and their things. Once everyone was finally done with their chores, Tendou slowly made his way back to his girlfriend.

“Can I see that towel in your lap, pretty girl?” Tendou grinned, holding his hand out in front of her. She nodded and dropped the towel into his palm. “Thank you darling~”

As Tendou wiped his face again, Y/N was fuming. Her entire body was quivering with nothing short of pure lust for Satori. And the worst part of it all, was she knew that he was teasing her. He was dragging his feet when he walked, he was taking his time to get each individual bead of sweat off of his face, he knew that she was dying for his touch.

“Alright baby, let’s go. Are you ready?” Y/N didn’t give him any time to change his mind. She was off the bench and ready to go with her purse at the sound of his voice.

Tendou chuckled and draped an arm loosely around her shoulders, pulling her close to him as he slung his duffel bag over his left shoulder. They had finally made it outside the gym. Sure, they only took one step outside, but Y/N was practically dizzy with how much fresh air was hitting her face right now. Before they could walk any further, Tendou stopped them both in their tracks.

“Oops! I forgot my jacket on the bench, I’ll be right back love,”

Y/N was fed up. She was seething, begging to be touched and he kept setting them back. She looked to her left and noticed a corner that the lights weren’t hitting. She moved into the shadows and waited patiently for Tendou’s figure to walk out the door. After watching most of his teammates leave with their bags and set off on their journey’s back home, Y/N was ready to get what she wanted.

The second she could smell his after-practice musk, she grabbed hold of his arm and yanked him into the corner with her. Tendou looked down at her with a cocky smirk and raised an eyebrow. “And what’s this about?” She looked up into his fiery ruby orbs and made no sound.

Her fingers grabbed hold of the band of his practice shorts and looped a finger into the band of his briefs before using all the strength she had to yank them down his legs. His cock sprung to life before her very eyes and she found some sort of relief in knowing that he was just as worked up as she was. She licked her lips and nearly drooled at his feet just at the mere sight. His tip was swollen, his shaft curved upwards, it was a gorgeous sight to see. Tendou gulped before finally speaking.

“Suck it.”

Y/N had already gathered up all the spit she could in her mouth. She spat onto his cock and didn’t even bother to start to stroke him. She took his entire dick in her mouth and felt his tip hit the back of her mouth. She had no strength to push her legs together anymore and slowly just let them spread apart. Her knees were starting to burn from the small rocks and pebbles that had littered the sidewalk, but she was too busy drowning in her horniness to care. The guttural groan that left Tendou’s mouth as she deep throated him was enough to send her over the edge. Her head was bobbing up and down his shaft, her lips gliding across his drenched cock.

“Fu-fuck baby. Take this cock like a good girl,” Tendou sighed heavily. “Fuck, you suck me off so good baby.”

The words of encouragement egged her on, pushing her to grip whatever wasn’t covered by her mouth with her hands and begin to stroke while she sucked. Tendou nearly banged his head into the wall from the immense pleasure that took over him. He was trying so hard not to cum down her throat as fast as he wanted to. Y/N knew that he was holding himself back, but she didn’t bother to berate him or tease him for it. What mattered was that she had his cock in her mouth and she was going to swallow every last drop of cum he had to offer.

She could feel him twitch in her mouth, every vein that was ready to burst getting eased with the coolness of her saliva. She deep throated once more and felt some pre-cum slide down her tongue. She pulled her mouth off of his dick, still stroking him with one hand while she popped his cleanly shaven balls in her mouth. Tendou clamped a hand over his mouth to try and prevent the loud groan that fell from his lips; even covered by his hand his moan was loud enough to get some stares.

Y/N moved back up to eye-level with his cock and spread her hot mouth all over it once more. She bobbed her head as fast as she could, feeling his dick twitch faster than before. It wasn’t until Tendou’s sweet groan entered her ears that she realized he had painted the back of her throat with his cum. She pulled herself off of his dick for the last time, snot falling from her nose, tears falling from her damp eyelashes and down her swollen cheeks. 

Tendou looked down and moved her loose hair out of her face, watching her tongue fall out of her mouth still covered in his cum. Within a second, she swallowed whatever of his load was leftover in her mouth and let her body slump. Tendou noticed her relaxed nature and immediately lifted her up into his arms.

“Don’t think this is over. I’m going to fuck the shit out of you when we get back to my dorm.” Y/N laid in his arms completely lifeless, her mind still only focused on the pleasure she had given her boyfriend just now. 

She had no concept of time, or even realized how much time she had taken to suck him off outside of the gym, but none of it mattered. It wasn’t until he threw her onto his bed that she snapped back to reality. Her hair was a mess, her face was flushed with a red color, her legs could barely stay closed. Tendou was huffing, heavily breathing as he threw his shirt over his head and tugged his boxers down once more. He didn’t bother to take Y/N’s dress off. What was the point if he had easy access anyways?

“I’m going to fuck the shit out of this pussy,” Tendou growled, pressing lazy kisses to the sides of her neck. “My pussy.”

Y/N’s ears were ringing. The second she felt his lips on her neck her entire body went into shock. She felt so sensitive, anywhere he touched immediately made her quiver. She wanted to take every piece of clothing off of her, she felt like she was roasting in 100 degree summer heat. Tendou’s long, slender fingers wrapped around her knees and yanked her legs apart. His eyes widened and he stared at her glistening pussy like it was a gift given to him by god. And it was. Tendou licked his lips and fell to his knees. He gripped the backs of her legs and pulled her to the edge of his bed, her pussy right in his face. 

He wasted no time in diving his tongue in between her folds. The tip of his tongue flicked her clit before gathering up some of her wetness like a spoon. He was eating her up like a starved man, smacking his lips and burying his face in her. Her noises were enough to wake up every single member of his team in the building, but that was the least of his worries. He had a cunt, shining with pure excitement  under the lights right in front of him, and it was all his. His dick was so painfully hard and he wanted nothing more than to just slam it inside of her, but she was dying to suck him off, and he would be lying if he said that he wasn’t dying to feast on her pussy.

“Te-Tendou, please,” Y/N whined. “Please just fuck me, I-I can’t take it anymore.” Her words stopped his actions. She whined from the loss of friction and his swift motions.

He stood up and wiped his mouth of whatever juices she left on his lips. He had never heard anything more sexy than her pleads for him to fuck her in all his life. He smiled from ear to ear and came down to press his lips onto hers. “Whatever you want, baby. Your wish is my command.”

Tendou lined himself up with her entrance. He slowly started to push his tip into her. Once just his tip had been swallowed by her cunt, he grabbed hold of her hips tightly and bucked his hips so hard into hers that she nearly screamed. The harsh slap of his balls slapping against her skin made a clapping noise, and he started to pound into her like his life depended on it. The sound of her loud moans only fueled him to keep drilling his cock into her. He leaned down and buried his face in her chest, loving the feeling of her tits bouncing in his face. He pulled himself out of her and lifted her into his arms. He sat down on the edge of his bed and sat her on his lap. Y/N got the picture and quickly slammed herself onto his dick. 

“God damn, Y/N. Ride this dick, take this dick like a good girl.”

Y/N sank her teeth into his shoulder as she bounced up and down on his cock. She could feel the coil in her stomach slowly unraveling with every slap their sweaty bodies made. She pulled her face out of his neck to see that his eyebrows were furrowed, the groans leaving his mouth nearly making her cream on their own. Tendou grabbed a fistful of her hair into a makeshift ponytail and held it up for her, the breeze that hit her neck sending goosebumps down her hot skin.

Tendou could feel that she had gotten tired of picking herself up, his hands moved down to her hips and gripped them so hard that she was sure his fingers would be bruised into her skin. He held her up and thrusted as fast as he could, his balls slapping against the bottom of her ass with every move. Y/N dug her nails into his back, sure that she drew blood with how hard she was holding him.

She lowered herself back down onto him once more and simply served as a hole for him to fuck himself with. He moved her at his own tempo, lifting her body up and down his cock with the strength he had. Her legs quivered and she could feel herself getting close.

“To- Tori, I’m gonna,” She couldn’t even finish her sentence before it was drowned out with the harmonious sounds of their moans joining together.

“Let it go love, cream all over this cock for me.” Tendou practically yelled through clenched teeth. 

Within seconds, both of their moans joined together once more for a grand finale. Y/N’s body fell limp, her bare chest resting on top of his. Tendou was still twitching inside of her, his hands coming up to caress her back lovingly. After a few minutes that way, Y/N finally sat up to pull herself off of his dick. The sight she was met with nearly made her want him to fuck her again, but she was far too tired.

Satori’s ruby eyes focused on her pussy as she pulled herself off. Strands of their combined cum looked like strings holding their two bodies together. Y/N relaxed and Tendou could see a cluster of his cum slide out of her pussy and down the sides of her legs.

Tendou reached into his drawer and grabbed some cool wet wipes to clean themselves off, he handled his lover with such care, feeling her jump every time he brought the wipe anywhere near her still sensitive pussy. Tendou moved every article of clothing that sat on top of his covers off and threw it somewhere into the corner of the room. He grabbed Y/N’s waist and pulled her next to him, helping her get under the covers and into his arms.

“That’s probably the best sex we have ever had.”

Y/N nodded, barely able to catch her breath. “I feel so much better now,”

Tendou just chuckled and pressed his lips lazily against her own. “I love you baby, with all of my heart. Thank you for always being so devoted to pleasuring me.”

She smiled and pressed a kiss against his lips before nuzzling into his neck. “I love you Satori,”

The two of them yawned, falling asleep within seconds. Satori felt his entire body finally truly relax, and knowing that she would be here in his arms in the morning made his sleep that much better.

He thought to himself that maybe every date night should end like this, but he knew he would never hear the end of that conversation.

[blookiel]

ᴊᴇꜱᴛᴇʀ ɢᴀʀᴀɴᴅʀᴏꜱ | ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ

Yall Jester is so FINE he is my favorite WK and the best in my opinion GODAMN 😫

 I tried to write the headcanons based on Jester's personality and how he acts in the movie, trying to make it feel 'canon'

Warning: NONE

General & Romance HC

Jester is talented, brilliant, incredible, amazing, show-stopping, spectacular, never the same, totally unique, completely not ever been done before, unafraid to reference or not reference, put it in a blender, shit on it, vomit on it, eat it, give birth to it

Jester as WK is strong like really really strong so he will protect you and his loved ones at all costs. He'll go all out in a fight

Jester has a frivolous attitude and tends to look down on others who he deems are below him (from wiki & his character profile) 

Confirmed from Official BC Volume he is 23 years old 😳

• Despite Jester's frivolous personality, there are times when he gets serious. He's observant, smart and curious 

Unlike the other Wizard Kings, he is quite careless and free so he is the type to go to parties or clubs in his free time, drink and chat with friends

Jester enjoys chess games, hot springs and fine dishes 

Jester sees the fun side even when he makes a mistake in a battle

As WK he tends to forget his position and does as he pleases, for example, he wouldn't care if people saw him dining at a restaurant or wandering off the capital. He'll definitely draw a lot of attention tho

Jester doesn't wear many clothes to bed since his muscles keep him warm, he only wears oversized pants and other times boxers when is hot weather

Let's admit it Jester is popular with the ladies, he can easily get laid whenever he wants, he's the WK, a nobleman and filthy rich 

His type is the shy girl that plays hard to get, someone that challenges him

He doesn't mind whether you're a noblewoman or a commoner girl. But if  he had to pick someone to marry, it would be a commoner girl just because they're caring, kind and naive in contrast to noblewomen who are arrogant and think are better than anyone else

Okay now for romance:  Jester is not the relationship guy but wants to get married at some point

• His previous relationships didn't last bc his exes always complained and would say things like "You never spend time with me" "Who is she" "Why do you hang out with your friends" "Buy me this expensive dress"  "Don't do that, it's embarrassing me" 

• It wasn't his fault, he did his best in the relationship and as a high-status man he had no time to deal with all that stress  

• If Jester had a love story, it would be love at first sigh. He found you interesting and when I say interesting It meant you stood out to him

• A relationship with Jester includes kisses, hugs, skinship, hand-holding, and lots of teasing. Jester is really touchy and not in a perverted way

• If the relationship is serious then you'll see a new side of him in which he is possessive, is the daddy type, spoils you,  50 Shades of Grey type, kinky, playful, and caring, gentle aftercare, bath together  

• Definitely not the jealous type because it would make him look weak and insecure. But would lose his composture if some random messes with you when he's not around

• Loves PDA, gives 0 fs what other ppl think

• Jester would be a fun and affectionate dad but would be ruthless if anything happened to his children. He wants a boy and girl 

Jester NSFW headcanons & scenerio in the link below

More headcanons & scenarios in my wattpad. Thank You for 39k views 💜

[gay-little-bitch]

Personal Lies pt3

pt1 pt2 pt4 Pt5

Steves pov:

The Breakfast Club has always been Steve's favorite movie since he was a little kid but every time someone asked him why he refused to answer. The real reason was something he never shared because that was his moment and he wouldn't tell it to the world even if he had to.

The reason was because of Eddie. It was Eddie's favorite movie. Every time Steve watches the movie he remembers his Saturday detention of 83'. The teacher left Steve alone because he was to only one who showed up until Eddie noticed a lonely Steve and came into the class to offer him a joint. Steve declines, just wanting to get this interaction over with but Eddie places himself right next to Steve, and he lights the joint while simultaneously taking a drag. He holds it in his mouth and then slowly lets the smoke pour out of his mouth.

Steve couldn't take his eyes away from Eddie's pink lips and his glazed-over chocolate eyes. This went on for about five minutes until Eddie went over to the basket of tapes that were in the classroom. He picks up The Breakfast Club and inserts it into the VHS player. He comes back to sit down and the rest is kind of just a blur.

Steve can't stop thinking about that interaction after his 3rd rewatch of The Breakfast Club that night. Eddie keeps crossing his lonely mind, making Steve feel worse and worse. His thoughts are shattered by the sound of the front door opening. "Honey I'm home~!" Robin walks in with a smug look on her face, clearly showing that she did something that Steve would either love or hate.

"...What did you do? You're smirking. You fucking did something." Robin lets out an exaggerated sigh. "Ugh can't I just be happy without having a reason..." Steve stares straight into her eyes with the hope of making her break. "Oh my god fine! I hung out with Gareth at a coffee shop while he was in town! Is that such a crime?!"

The realization of who Gareth is, starts to hit Steve like a wrecking ball. "Eddies best friend?! Oh no Robbie... tell me you didn't." Robin slowly backs away while moving her hands majestically and talking in the voice of a magician. "When I snap my fingers you will forget this ever happened." She cautiously opens her door, snaps, and slams her door right behind her. Steve couldn't believe she would do that. "Shit."

Steve gets up and walks over to Robin's room to start banging on the door. "Robin Buckley! Open the goddamn door!" The squeak of a window opening is heard behind Robin's door. "I'll be back when you calm down... so in about 3 hours! Bye, Steve!" He runs over to the window in his room and looks for Robin just so he can flip her off. "Fucking asshole."

Robin's pov:

The walk to the park is calm and peaceful. The song Charry Bomb is being blasted into Robin's ears with her new headphones. Her relaxing time is interrupted by the loud sound of her phone getting a call. It's Gareth.

"Hey man! What's up?"

"Hey, Robin! I um... just wanted to tell you that Eddie is having a concert tonight and I just wanted to ask if you ad Steve wanted to go...?"

Robin stops in her tracks. "A concert? A Corroded Coffin concert that you expect me to get Steve to go to? He doesn't even like metal and he especially won't go cuz it's Eddie."

"You don't have to tell him that it's Eddie. Just say that you want to go to see this new band and they are having a concert tonight. Then ask him if he wants to go with you."

"Fuck. Fine. I'll find a way to get him to come with me. Make sure Eddie can see him from the stage because, if we're gonna try to get them together then this is a good start."

"Alright! See you tonight then!"

Robin hangs up and starts walking home as slowly as she can so that she can form a plan. The plan consists of not letting Steve have a choice. She is going to tell Steve that they are going to a concert tonight and, then she dresses him up in all black and, she will do his eyeliner. The chances he's going to decline are slim but still not zero so she goes to the store and buys him Oreos (his favorite) just in case.

Steve's pov:

Steve hears the door open and he gets ready to yell at his best friend but before he can he gets hit in the head with a bag of Oreo minis. "We're going to a concert tonight and I'm doing your makeup and dressing you. You can't object." He's learned that Robin is stubborn and will refuse to take no for an answer when she really wants something so, he does what anyone else would do and he follows her into her room.

"I won't be your type of crowd you have to blend in but also stand out." She picks up a faded black sabbath t-shirt, baggy black jeans with rips in them, black Dr. Martins, and lots of silver jewelry. "Go put these on and come back when you're done so I can do your makeup." Without a second thought, Steve picks up the clothes and walks into his room.

Every time he puts on one of the pieces of clothing that Robin gave him, he starts to freak out. The clothes are so not him but when he looks in the mirror and can't help but pine after himself. "Damn I look hot!" He walks back over to Robin's room and finds her already dressed and doing her eyeliner.

Robin looks up and her eyes sparkle. "Two more things Stevie boy!" She gets up and grabs the fishnet gloves off of her dress and slides them onto Steve's hands. Eyeliner is next. Steve's worn eyeliner enough to be used to it by now but every time he looks at himself with it on he has to try not to cry.

His parents never let him wear what he wanted when he was younger and that resulted in him being scared to be out of the ordinary even when he moved out. Robin never let him feel that way if she had the ability. So, now whenever they go out anywhere where they need to dress up Robin puts eyeliner on him.

"Thanks, Rob." Apparently, his smile is contagious because when he looks over at Robin, she's smiling right back at him. "No problem babes. Now let's go!!!" Steve gets dragged out of Robin's room and after what seems like only a few minutes of walking, they are outside of the venue. The scene looks 'metal' and it's definitely not Steve's cup of tea but he's here for Robin so he makes sure to look happy.

They make sure to both get a drink before they go over to the stage. They got there extra early making them some of the only people there for around an hour. Once all the people start crowding in he notices a lot of shirts that say 'Corroded Coffin'

Before he can ask Robin if that's the name of the band, the lights start to dim.

A drummer, a bass player, and an electric guitar player. The drummer looks awfully similar to someone but he can't quite put his finger on who. The boys are introduced as Jeff, Nick, and Gareth. Oh~ the drummer is Gareth. Robin probably came to support her friend... right?

The last person walks out on stage with a bloody mask all over their face. They are wearing a black mesh shirt, fishnet pants, a leather speedo, and a spikey black garter on their leg. They have long, curly, dark brown hair and they are covered in tattoos. They have sleeves of tattoos, a few on their chest, and a long dragon tattoo around their thigh.

Steve is mesmerized by the majestic person standing in front of him. Robin starts to laugh next to him and he wants to ask why but he's focused to care. The tattooed mystery starts to slowly pull off the mask to reveal... Eddie Munson, whose face is covered in black smudges from eyeliner and eye shadow. His always-pink lips are covered in a dark red shade of lipstick and he is sprinkled head to toe in a slight shimmer that makes Steve's eyes rank all over his body.

He is so fucked.

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[knoxvillesjackass]

drunk in love - j.k

𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑑𝑟𝑢𝑛𝑘𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 (𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑖𝑙𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑜𝑥) 𝐽𝑜ℎ𝑛𝑛𝑦 𝑖𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢.

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“I think you oughta come and pick her up.”

I clung to the shoulder of my best friend and followed her movements as we made our way through the crowded club. Bodies swayed to the beat of the music.

“How drunk is she?” I heard Johnny ask through the phone, and a wave of guilt washed over me when I remembered how I’d promised him, that I wouldn’t get too drunk.

“On a scale of one to ten; a solid fifteen,” my friend spoke, and I shamefully had to agree; I was practically incompetent.

“Alright, just stay with her. I’ll be there in ten minutes. Can I talk to her?” Johnny asked, and as we exited the club, I felt the cold breeze send shivers down my spine.

My friend handed me the phone, and I was immediately met with Johnny’s stern yet worried voice.

“I thought we had a deal?” he asked, and I sighed.

“Deals don't count when you're drunk,” I managed to slur out, and only if I had been sober, would I have realised that, that sentence made zero sense.

“J-Just don’t hang up the phone. Keep talking to me, alright?” Johnny asked, and just as I was about to agree to his terms, I was approached by an unfamiliar voice.

“Do you want my jacket? You can borrow it.”

I turned around and stared into the hazel eyes of a young man. He looked to be around my age. He was also drunk.

“I-I’m good!” I yelled. Even though we were standing outside of the club, the music from inside was still overpowering our voices.

“Who’s that, Y/N?” Johnny asked, worried with a tint of jealousy roaming in his voice.

I didn't respond, but instead, I turned away from the stranger, only to discover that Brianna, my best friend, was no longer by my side.

“What's your name?” The stranger asked. This time, his cold hand landed on my shoulder. His touch wasn't aggressive or forceful, but it still caused me to turn around.

“My name is Y/N,” my drunken self foolishly believed, that the man was simply trying to make a friend.

“Y/N, who are you talking to?” Johnny asked, this time louder.

When I attempted to correct my short dress that had been crawling up my thigh, I managed to lose my balance and drop the phone in my hand.

“Shit!”

In an eager attempt to fix the damage, I leaned down and tried to pick up the now shattered phone from the ground, but the quick movement made me dizzy, and I felt all the alcohol shift around in my stomach, slowly making its way up my throat.

My hands went to my mouth in an unsuccessful attempt to prevent what happened next; I choked, shut my eyes, bent down and groaned as a thin rush of fluid swarmed my mouth and splashed down on the pavement.

“Shh, baby girl. You're alright.”

It wasn't the voice I had hoped to hear, instead, the same man, whose name I didn't even know, placed a hand on my lower back and pulled my hair behind my head.

My eyes were watery, and my throat was on fire as I stood up again and shook my head. I was dizzy and cold, and the man, whose intentions were suddenly clearer than ever, did not help my situation.

“Let me take you home, baby girl.”

His voice was perverted and sick, and although my pleas for him to just leave me alone were loud and clear, he did not budge one bit.

“I-I have a boyfriend. Please, just leave me alone,” I hiccuped and prayed for Johnny to show up.

Like an angel sent from the sky, the familiar black rover pulled up in front of me, and from inside the car, Johnny must've noticed your pleading eyes, because he jumped out of the car and stormed straight towards the guy, whose grip was wrapped around my wrist.

A single punch square in the jaw was all it took for the intoxicated man to hit snooze right there on the pavement.

Johnny wasn't an aggressive individual and he’d never enjoyed fighting people, but when it came to the people he loved, it was a different story.

“You hung up the phone?” Johnny asked me and took his jacket off, wrapping it around your freezing body.

I stretched out my arm and pointed toward the smashed phone on the ground.

“I’m sorry,” I spoke and Johnny sighed sympathetically. “Oh, baby,” he hushed and recognised my emotions shifting.

I had a tendency to become rather childish whenever I was drunk.

Shamefully, a tantrum was not an unusual scene after I’d had a couple of drinks.

Luckily, Johnny was always good at taking care of me, but at times I wondered; how on earth did he manage to keep up with my temper?

“Let's get you in the car,” Johnny spoke, but I remembered that Brianna was still in there, and I'd just smashed her phone.

“N-No, I need to find Brianna!” I slurred and tried to break from Johnny’s grip, but it was no use.

“I called Tom. He's on his way here. It's alright.”

Tom, who was one of Johnny’s best friends — and Brianna’s husband, was the one to introduce Brianna and me.

“But, I shattered her phone,” I frowned guiltily and felt hot tears stinging in the corner of my eyes.

My emotions were bolstered by the alcohol and the temper of a little child was revealed.

But Johnny, who had the patience of a saint, merely grabbed me firmly and swiftly swooped me off the ground, one arm under my legs, the other supporting my back.

“What about Br-”

“Brianna is fine, Y/N.”

Johnny shut me up and walked to the passenger side of the car.

In a swift moment, Johnny managed to remove his one hand from under my leg, suddenly supporting my whole body weight with only one arm as he opened the car door with his free hand.

He placed me in the seat and strapped me in as if I was two years old, and closed the car door carefully.

“You feeling okay?” Johnny asked and settled in the driver's seat.

I didn't respond. My whole world was spinning, and I felt like a newborn baby, barely able to keep my head up.

Johnnt reached into the backseat and handed me a bottle of water, along with a bag of my favourite crisps.

“You're the best,” I sighed and looked at Johnny. He placed a warm hand on my thigh and rubbed it lovingly.

“Try and get some sleep, yeah?” Johnny said, and I nodded, placing my hand on top of Johnny’s, allowing myself to completely doze off.

[piastrinorris]

first off, congratulations on your milestone. I'm so happy for you, and I'm obsessed with this carnival theme!

I'll take a hall of mirrors please🪞💕 - I am the literal worst at talking about myself, but hopefully I paint a good enough picture of myself for this.

I work in a library where I design book displays, trivia games, and escape rooms, and I run a DnD club where I am the DM but I'm still learning so I'm kinda terrible at it lol

I'm a big musical theater nerd, a reader and writer (duh lol), and a book hoarder. Sometimes, I act in plays and musicals, but I also have horrible stage fright, hate being the center of attention, and can't easily speak in front of large groups of people to save my life. I am aware it makes no sense. I'm also big on all forms of sewing type crafts (cross stitch, embroidery, crochet, plushie making, etc). I just really like keeping my hands busy.

I am the kind of person who loves discovering new media, but when I find something that I really enjoy, I will watch the same movie over and over again, listen to the same album on repeat for months at a time, rewatch the same shows again because I like what I like.

My favorite piece of clothing is this very flowy black dress patterned with sunflowers, and it makes me feel beautiful. I have a mood ring that I wear every day that I will admit I only started wearing because it looked like one of Eddie's rings, but now I feel naked if I forget to put it on before I leave the house.

I'm unintentionally loud, a fierce protector of my friends, and a hopeless romantic.

Please take this info dump of probably unhelpful information and put my dumb ass into the narrative lol

not me reading all this intensely as if i don't already know all of this about you lmfao though you missed out the bit where that dress is also eduardo's favourite 😉

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ 2k follower celebration event ongoing! ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

okay so, not to just copy and paste one thing about you into it lol, but i do think you'd work at the hawkins library, too. eddie had practically begged you to take it once you both graduate, anyway, since he can't exactly keep running sessions from the school now he's left, and it's not like people use that conference room in the back, you could just let him keep his throne there, right?

you'd always wished you could have been more than just a sub for hellfire stuff, you always had fun playing with the party and they were forever inviting your character to join bonus oneshots, but theater always took up too much of your time to commit to d&d full-time. the only downside to getting the library job is that now that consumes all your time, so you still never really get to join any campaigns. eddie'll still visit between sessions to plan, though, and he's forever bending your ear for inspiration.

once eddie gets a job, he doesn't have time to get to the school in time, pick up the kids AND get to the library quick enough to get a good session in. so he relies on his ol' pal steve to play chauffeur so he can meet his party there. steve doesn't even question that there's another person in his car every week that he's never met, let alone spoken to. he hears the name gareth get thrown around, but he assumes that's part of the game, he doesn't believe that name really exists.

steve doesn't know what to do with himself while they play, and since you're the only one within 30 years of his age range, he pretty much hangs off of you. he's useful to keep around, though; he can carry way more than you, he's happy to fetch you stuff, and he can reach up to put things on higher shelves with ease - in fact, after seeing the makeshift way you pile things up to reach those shelves, he insists. As payment for being your little assistant, you'll make him little thank-you gifts - a woven bracelet here, an ewok plushie there. but, since his love language is acts of service, he always retaliates by trying to do even more while he's at work. meaning you feel more obligated to make him stuff to show your appreciation for all this extra effort. which makes him believe he's gotta do more to earn all those extra gifts. he gets the message eventually, though.

[alba8688]

Love hurts

Chapter 31

Word count:6116

Warnings:18 plus ,unprotected sex,fighting fluff I think that’s about it .

February 18

Dani’s pov

Today was the annual hellfire party that was held in Gareth's house .Well in his garage and here I was now deciding what to wear .I didn't know what to wear for a Dungeons and Dragons party club .

Was I supposed to dress up as a character or like normal attire?

Honestly I don't know ..

I was pretty bummed because Nate really wanted to go today to the party but on the weekends Liam had him and he wasn't able to go ,but I promised him that there would be more Hellfire parties that he was going to be able to attend .

So now I'm here standing in front my closet looking through my clothes.Well half of my clothes and the rest of my clothes and shoes are in a storage unit because I had too many and didn't fit in my old closet .

Sometimes I had to go to the stupid storage unit to grab a pair of shoes.I hated that I wished the house would get done earlier but I know I was asking for too much because the ones remodeling the house were Wayne and Eddie and a couple of Wayne's friends from work .

And they weren't able to do anything in the house only when they had days off .

That's why it was taking awhile for it to be finished but as soon as my last day of work hits I was gonna try to invest all my time in helping in whatever I could for the house to get to finish faster.

or probably hire someone to help Wayne and his friends to get a head start ,I didn't want them doing all the hard job .

Now back to searching for what I'm gonna wear to the party.

The guys told me it was just The hellfire club and  Steve and Robin.

But what do I wear to a high school party that I was invited by my boyfriend ,but his friends don't know I was invited by him because they don't know I'm his girlfriend.

They thought I was going because I was invited by Dustin .

Jesus Christ that's so confusing even for me.

I decided to wear Eddie's guns and  roses tee with my faux leather shorts and a black cardigan .I put my hair in a half ponytail and did my makeup .

For my shoes I wore my black doc martens.

I called Eddie to see if he was already on his way to Gareth's House. I Didn't want to arrive there i felt awkward being that I was their teacher .

I don't even know why I was going to this party ,who would have thought that I'll be hanging out with a bunch of high school students .

Jesus Christ I have become Steve !!

The phone didn't even ring two times before Eddie was  answering .

"Hello,Edward Munson Hotline  ." He answer

"Excuse me Hotline? ."

"Hey sweetheart ,yes! Hotline but only for you ."he said in a flirty voice .

"Ok  ." I giggle ."At what time are you headed to Gareth's ?" I ask him

"Well,about that ,my van is not starting up and I don't know how I'm gonna get there  ." He tells me

"I-I can go pick you up ." I say softly

"A-are you sure ?" He ask

"Baby I'll be there in 10 ok ."

"You're the best Dani!!"

"Ok,bye love you see you in a bit ."

"Bye I love you more ." And before I could argue with him He hung up on me.

That was always our biggest argument,who loved who the most .

"Dustin you better be ready , we have to go to pick up Eddie !!!" I shouted from my room

"What ?" He opened the door from my room.

"We are picking up Eddie cause his van won't turn on ."I tell him, grabbing my keys from the bedside table .

"Ok then I'm ready ." He says putting his thinking cap on .

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The drive to Eddie's trailer was quiet ,Just Dustin kept glancing at me and he would smile .

"What ?!" I ask annoyedly, keeping my eyes on the road, "You have a big smile ." He teases messing with the radio screen changing the brightness and the background .

"So ,what if I'm smiling ?" I ask ,I look in the rear view mirror at myself but I look ok I guess .

Yes ,I was smiling but that was because I was happy ,I mean I was allowed to smile .

Jesus Christ this kid love to mess with me .

"Are you happy that Eddie is coming with us ?" I turned to look at my brother who was now saving his favorite radio stations in order leaving mine to the end .

"Are you really pushing my favorite radio stations all the way to the back ?" I asked him "yup ." He said popping the p

"Jesus Christ Dustin!!"

I mean yes I was happy Eddie was riding with us tonight to the party,but I mean it's normal to feel happy right ?

As I got closer to the trailer park i saw the sign of Forest Hill Trailer Park my heart started beating faster .I actually think it was gonna burst out my chest like that movie Alien ,Once I arrived at Eddie's trailer I park not turning my car off ,i stay in my seat taking of my seatbelt with both of my hands on the wheel .

Tapping the steering wheel to the beat of whatever song Dustin was listening to .I just don't understand why I was so nervous .

My heart started beating like 100 bph ,ok now it was definitely gonna burst out my chest and splatter all over the windshield .

That's how nervous I was .

Maybe I'm just being a little dramatic..

I started getting more nervous. I have no idea Why ,but I was nervous as if it was my first time seeing Eddie .

I started bouncing my leg up and down like crazy and Dustin noticed .

"Jesus Christ Dani calm down ." He puts his hand on my leg to stop it from moving. "Are you gonna get down or honk to let him know we are here ?" He asks ,changing the radio station once again for the 100th time in the whole drive .

I don't even know what the hell he was listening to the whole way over here because my head was somewhere else the whole ride .

I shake my head trying to shake the nervousness away "umm yeah I'll honk ."I honk  twice and I see someone peek through the  blinds from the living room then close them.The front door opens suddenly and Eddie walks out wearing blue jeans, his hellfire shirt, his usual leather jacket And jean vest .

I was actually surprised to see him wear blue jeans. He always wore black ripped jeans from the knees.

"Dustin, go to the back ."

"Really you're kicking your little brother from the front seat for a guy ." He says shocked

"Yes !!it  Isn't  just any guy, Dusty you know that ." I whisper not wanting Eddie to hear ,well he couldn't hear because he was on his front porch locking his front door .

But somehow I thought he could hear ,it is not like he had super hearing .

Or did he ?

Dustin just shakes his head and opens the door walking out ,seating in the back seat leaving the front door open for Eddie .

I start getting more nervous when I see Eddie walking towards my car smiling when he sees me .

"Hey there sexy ." He says in a flirty voice and I giggle like a stupid dumb ass .

"Get in dingus ." I Tell him trying to hide the stupid giggle .

"In the front seat? I feel honored ." He says closing the door and putting his seatbelt on .

He turns to look at me and smirks "what ?" I ask

Him: "The last time I was in your car was that night at the Halloween party, remember." He says in a low voice wiggling his eyebrows at me .

Yeah I remember that night clearly .

"Jesus Christ Eddie im on the back !!" Eddie turns around to see Dustin who had a disgusted face .

"Sorry little Henderson ." He chuckles ,then his attention went to my radio "so what are listening too?"he starts messing with the radio changing the station like Dustin was the whole ride over here  "it's so cool right ,Dani has a lot of radio stations to choose from ." Dustin tells Eddie excitedly .

"Wow, is that an ozzy station!!" He says excitedly looking at me "yup ,that's one of my fave stations I tell him "that's so fucking awesome ." He was like a little kid with a brand new toy .

"Yeah ,you're gonna be my ride for now on Baby ." He gives me that big goofy smile

"You know I don't mind Ed's ." I turn to look at him then back to the road .

The whole ride consisted of Dustin and Eddie messing with my radio changing stations ,Eddie  would put  a comedy station then Dustin would change it to a different station.

"Dustin put your seatbelt on!'I shouted looking through the rear view mirror at Dustin .

"Fine." He says sitting back putting his seatbelt on "and you ,stop changing the stations." I look at Eddie who gave me puppy eyes .

"No,no don't give me those eyes Edward ." I turn back to look at the road .

I changed the station to one of my favorite stations and left it there .

I turned up the volume when I heard a song I like that kind of reminded me of Eddie and I ,our relationship .

It was in Spanish and English .

Play telepatía "Kali uchis."⬆️⬆️song is up

I started singing to the song and Eddie turned to look at me .

I just laugh and continue singing to him .

"Baby ,you have a beautiful voice but I have no idea what you're saying ." He chuckles but I still

Continue singing to him.

"I really need to learn some Spanish." Eddie mumbles "What if your telling me shit and I don't even know it and I'm over here thinking "Oh wow my girlfriend is singing to me ."but in reality your telling me to go fuck myself ."

I just chuckled and continue singing my song .i actually  heard this song from a friend back in college the one that taught me how to learn Spanish ,Well help me to improve it more because I already had taken 4yrs of Spanish in high school and also in college I was really invested in learning a second language in case any of my students didn't know English I wanted to be able to help them as well .

I didn't want them to feel left out or anything like that .

The drive to Gareth's house wasn't that long. He actually lives close by my house, well my mothers house .So it wasn't that far away from Eddie's house .

I park in the driveway next to Jeff's car ,turning the car off .

They had the garage open. Dustin got out as soon as I parked, running to be with the rest of the guys. He was pretty excited being that it was his first high school party but what he didn't know Is that I wasn't letting him Drink no alcohol.

I was about to get out when Eddie grabbed my arm and stopped me .

"So I searched for the song you were singing a while ago and I translated the lyrics ." He wiggles his eyebrows and winks at me

"Ok."

"So what I understood from

The not so good translation ,is that you want to  mind fuck me ." He winks at me "Eddie!!" I squeal "don't say that !!" I giggle "well that's what the song says that you make love to me through telepathy,now I see why I touch myself when I'm not with you at nights because you're making love to me from your bed ."

"Ok ,stop please Eddie it sounds so cringy I just can't ." I belly laugh by the stupid things he was saying ,why does he have to ruin a pretty good song .

"Come on, let's go inside ." He tells me opening the door to his side and getting out,then runs to open my door for me .

"Thank you." I tell Him and starting right now Eddie is just my student and nothing else how I hated to pretend that I wasn't in love with him .

We walk together side by side, our arms brushing while we walk .

"You look beautiful." He whispers

"Thank you ,you don't look too bad yourself." I nudge him with my elbow

"Oh really ." He tilts his head and smiles "yes blue Jeans ." I fan myself with my hand and he laughs .

"Oh ,shut up, I haven't done laundry ." He tells me walking backwards with his hands on his front pockets .

"Why ?"

"Because my washer is not working and I hate going to the laundromat."he tells me

"Well ,you can always bring me your clothes and I can wash it at my moms house or we can go tomorrow to get my washer and dryer from the storage and you and uncle Wayne can use it ." I whispered because we were getting close to the open garage .

He stops in front of me and I bump into him.""Whoa Miss.Henderson your already falling for me ?" He smiles "You wish ." I chuckled and walked past him to say hello to the rest of the boys .

After an hour or so Robin and Steve arrive .Steve brought a bottle of tequila and some cokes for the  boys as well as some snacks .

My duty was making the food which I had done since early ,Gareth had gone to pick it up earlier to have it here when everybody arrived .

They wanted lasagna so I made it for them .

Whatever the boys want, the boys get.

"H-hi Miss.Henderson ." Robin stutters hiding a six pack of beers on her back

"Robin is ok, you don't have to hide them for me ." I show her that I have a mixed drink on my hand .

Ok fun fact I don't like beer Eddie doesn't know that yet I'm more of a mix drinks girl I mean he should know when he first met me all I order was martinis 🍸.

"Oh ." She laughs awkwardly, "I'm here with my brother and his friends ." I point to Dustin and the rest of the gang "oh yeah obviously ,I mean that would explain everything is not like your here for Eddie  ."she whispers making me choke on my drink "No,no Robin I'm not here because of Eddie ." I whisper back

"Yeah ofcourse im sorry Miss.Henderson ." She gives me a weak smile "You can call me Dani ." I smiled at her "Dani ,that's a really pretty name. I mean look at you, you're so beautiful ." She gasps, covering her mouth, "Thank You Robin ." I smile

"Sorry about her, she doesn't know when to shut up." Steve comes from behind her putting his arm around her shoulder "I don't mind Steve ."

"Where's Eddie ?" He asked me, "Umm, I think he went inside the house to grab a drink ."

"Oh ok."

"Oh there he is ." I point ,Eddie was coming out of Gareth's house with a drink in his hand and a girl I did not know ,who was really close to him for my liking .

Who the fuck was she and why was she laughing like that with my boyfriend .My boyfriend couldn’t be that funny? What was so funny ? I wanted to laugh too.

"Dani, are you ok?" Steve asked me "who's that ?" I ask him  softly "I think that's Gareth's cousin ." Steve tells me .Gareth cousin that I don’t know about .pfft she is not even that pretty .

Jesus Christ who am I kidding ,she’s beautiful .

"Oh ok ." I say and walk away from them, my legs taking me to Eddie without thinking .

"Hi Ed's ." I smiled at him, "Dani ." He smiles back

Gareth's cousin looks me up and down and smiles at me .

"Hi, I'm Jessica ." She extends her hand to me ,I just look at her and smile and just nod ."Jess umm this Is Danielle Henderson ,Dustin's sister ." Eddie introduces us "how Do you guys know each other?" She asks in a flirty way to Eddie playing with the hem of his shirt.

My eyes are glued to her fingers in my boyfriend's shirt,I think my eye was twitching .

Danielle keep your cool,you are not about o make a scene in a high school party .You are a mature adult .I tell myself .

"School umm she is umm my teacher ." Eddie says the last part softly

"You're a teacher ??"She looks me up and down again in a judgy way. "Well you don't look like a teacher ." She says coldly

"Hmm." I scrunch my nose and took a sip of my drink. This bitch .

I stayed standing there having a conversation with Eddie and Jessicaaa ,everything was going well. I was starting to like this girl but then Eddie sat down in a chair and Jessica  had the audacity to sit on Eddie's lap !!!

Eddie looked at me with wide eyes raising his hands up in defense .

I could see how uncomfortable he was. He kept moving to see if she would stand up but she wouldn't ,it was like she was glued to his lap.

I think my eye was twitching even more right now ,I was thinking of the many ways I could move her from His lap .Or maybe I just tell her to move away from my boyfriend .

But I couldn't do that ,at least not yet .Something inside of me was about to explode.Maybe if I pull her by her fucking hair she would fucking love from. Y boyfriend’s lap .

Jessica kept talking to me but it was like I wasn't listening to anything she was saying I was blind by anger ,but then she wrapped her arms around Eddie's neck getting close to his ear whispering something .

Yea that was it for me ,I was going to jail tonight .

Yeah I'm about to commit murder.

Eddie pushes her away gently trying not to be rough with her.

But I was getting to the point of exploding and beating her ass down for being a stupid bitch .

Whoa Dani calm down .

I drank the last of my drink and crumbled the red solo cup in my hand.I was about to launch and beat the shit out of Jessica when I felt arms around my waist picking me up and spinning me to face them .

Then I felt lips on my  lips catching me  off guard .

"Gareth?!?" I pull away from him "sorry i didn't want you doing something you regret "he tells me .

"Man what the fuck !!!!"I hear Eddie say

"Hey !!" Jessica winced in pain. I turn around to see her on the floor. Eddie must have pushed her off of him when he saw Gareth Kissing me.

Is not fun is it ? I thought to myself

Eddie launch to Gareth grabbing him by  the hem

Of his shirt pushing him Against the wall .

"Eddie, I'm sorry man ." Gareth said kind of scare

"Hey what's going on ?" I heard Steve  shout

Now everyone was trying to pull Eddie from Gareth.

"Eddie let him go ." Jessica places her hand on Eddie's shoulder trying to calm him down .But Eddie didn't listen to her or neither reacted to her touch .

"Yeah Eddie, listen to your girlfriend." I tell him

Walking away from them to my car .

I had enough of watching a girl being all over my boyfriend .while he didn’t do shit .

"Dustin!! We are living !!" I raised my voice

Dustin got his stuff  saying his goodbyes to everyone and ran to follow me to the car sitting in the back seat .

"Dani!!" I heard Eddie's voice from

The distance but I ignore him.

The door to the passenger side opens and Eddie gets in closing the door behind him.

I didn't tell Him anything. I just drove off a little too fast, pressing the gas when I was on the street making the tires squeal .

"Jesus H .Christ!!" Eddie turned to look at me, putting his seatbelt on and turned to look at Dustin.

"I told you never to make her mad." Dustin tells Eddie while scrolling through his phone .

"Holy shit Dani !!and I thought I drove like a maniac." He grab himself from

The handle above the door .

I turned to look at him and just rolled my eyes .

I arrived at home dropping Dustin off ,and I made sure he went inside the house before I  drove off to Eddie's to drop him off .

Keeping my speed at a decent speed limit,well at least that's what I thought but apparently to Eddie I was driving like a crazy person .

When I got to Eddie's I park in the front ,Wayne's truck wasn't here he must have left to work already.

We stayed in the car silent not talking to each other but I could feel Eddie burning holes in my head .

"What??" I spat

"Baby ." Eddie said sweetly

"Baby." I mimic Eddie

Wow that was a childish move of me I told myself .

"Dani come inside ." He says softly

I didn't say anything, just got down, closing the door behind me and walked to Eddie's porch waiting for him to open the door .

I stood facing the front door not daring to look back at Eddie because I know if I did I would fall for those stupid chocolate eyes .

I hear the door closing to my car and footsteps approaching.

Eddie was now opening the door to his trailer and moving to the side to let me in .

I walked in and just stood in the entrance with my arms crossed over my chest .

"Baby." Eddie cooe hugging me but i didn't hug him back kept my arms in the same position.

He tried to kiss me but I moved. He did it one more time but I moved my face .

He started chuckling evilly and suddenly he picked me up from my waist throwing me over his shoulder.

"Edward Munson let me down this instant or I swear to God!!"I kicked and hit him with my hands but he didn't bring me down.

He opened the door to his room and tossed  me  to the bed, making me bounce a few times .

I sat up with my back against the headboard crossing my arms over my chest .

Eddie looks at me with a raised brow and a serious face ,he then goes to lock the door to his room and climbs in the bed crawling up to me .

"Kiss me !!" He demanded

"No!" I spat

"Danielle Henderson kiss me " he said sternly

"Edward Munson, I said no !!!"

Suddenly he grabs me from the back of the neck pulling me closer to him crashing his lips on mine .

I try to fight him away but instead I bit his bottom lip thinking he would pull Away but he didn't ,he moan ,this fucker like it .

"I SAID FUCKING KISS ME !" He looked right into my soul, his eyes darken ,the usual chocolate eyes weren't there any more .

I don't know if it was because he was mad or because he was turned on .

"And I said no Edward ,why don't you ask Jessica for a kiss  ."I said angrily

He starts chuckling then crashes his lips against mine again not giving me time to fight him off .

My mouth was wide open giving him the advantage to let his tongue into my mouth exploring every part of it making me weak to my core .

And like the good girl iam i kiss him

Back falling for his stupid lips .

"Good girl ."he cooe

"Shut up and kiss me ." I said against his lips

In a blink of an eye we were both getting undressed tossing every piece of clothing to the floor leaving us completely naked .

Eddie explored every inch of my body ,kissing  my stomach down to my belly button and all the way down to where I needed him The most .

But he stopped right in my thigh .

He was fucking teasing me ..

But I wasn't about to beg .

I was too angry to let him know what I needed and I needed him badly.

He got closer to my core making me arch my back.He kissed my clit softly .

I let out a small moan making him

Chuckled feeling the vibrations all over my core making me whimper.

I wanted to tell him to stay there but I wasn't just about to beg him after that stupid little show he did back at Gareth's .

Shit!!" I moan, feeling his fingers sliding through my folds .Making small circles around my clit with his thumb.

"Does that feel good?"he mumbled, his lips kissing the side of thigh.

"Mmmhmm."I murmured ,rolling my hips  as I felt his fingers slide into me .

He continued his pace in a slow motion keeping his thumb on my clit,driving me out of my mind .

"Jesus Christ ." I groaned feeling the pressure building in my stomach ."Holy shit ....oh fuck ... don't stop ." I arch my back gripping the blanket in my hands .

"Fuck baby your so fucking wet ."i  Felt his warm breath on my core making me whimper .

He curl his fingers inside of me while rubbing my clit driving me out of my mind how the fuck was he so fucking good with his fingers .

"Eddie!!" I cried while I felt my orgasm reach me .

I arch my back up ,feeling my eyes roll back to the back of my head and I felt so weak in his touch .

I kept my eyes closed trying to regain my breath but Eddie had other plans .

He crawled on top of me pushing himself all the way inside of  me making me scream in pleasure calling his name over and over again.

His hand went up my throat squeezing it slightly in a way that turn me on more than I

Already was .

I squeeze my walls against his dick, making him squirm .

"Holy shit !" He moaned loudly ,I'm glad Wayne wasn't here or he would have to listen to all the noise going on right now in Eddie's room.

I opened my eyes to look up at Eddie, his eyes were on me ,dark as they could get ,his curls falling on his sides like curtains.

I smile seeing how I made him feel

His cheeks were red, his mouth wide open .

He was putty by my touch .

He wasted no time in crashing our lips sliding his tongue in my mouth without no difficulty.

Our tongues fighting a battle that know-one can win. We were both very competitive and both mad at the moment .

Eddie kept moving faster, making me moan like crazy .

"Shit baby you feel

So good ." He groaned

Eddie was a moaning mess he couldn't even contain himself and I was glad I made him

Feel this way .

"Fuck baby I love you so much ." He cup my face giving me open mouth kisses

"I love you too Eddie ." My voice sounded muffled by my lips on his .

I squeezed my walls one more time against his dick .

"Oh shit Baby ." He moaned, releasing all his warm seed inside of me feeling me up ,he continued thrusting helping me ride my orgasm.

We both stayed in the same position trying to regain our breath this time I was for sure regaining my breath because Eddie was out of it .

"Baby ." I whisper "hmm." He

Hum "I need to clean myself ." I said softly

He leaned down to peck my lips, getting up slowly pulling out making me feel empty without him inside of me .

He walked out the room completely naked and walked back with a towel and cleaned me then tossed the towel to the hamper laying down next to me.

He pulled me close to him, my back against his naked body, feeling the heat of his body on mine was my safe place .

"I love you so fucking much Dani don't ever doubt that ." He whispered in my ear "I'm sorry for not pushing her away ,I should've but I didn't ." I turn around to face him and peck his lips ."Yes, you should have push her away Eddie but still I shouldn't have acted that way because know-one knows what's going on between us ,but I just got really jealous and Also sad because I know I wasn't able to do that with you in public ,that's why I'm quitting my job so I could Be able to be with you ." I stop and look at him.

His eyes lock on mine ." I love you so,so much I never thought I would feel this way for anyone but then you came and snatched my heart from my hands and never gave it back ." I chuckled softly ,he pecks my lips softly "Eddie when I say I love you is not just because I want to say it, is because I mean it and I want to be with you as long as I'm alive ,I want you to move in with me and Nathan when the house is finish in June ,Nathan even calls you Dadda Eddie ." I stop talking realizing what I had said ,I just fucking told him move in with me and that Nathan calls  him Dadda.I look him in the eye our faces bearly visible with the only light on being the lamp on the bedside table .

He had no reaction ,he didn't say anything so I panic I got up from the bed and from

His arms looking for my clothes on the floor and putting them on as fast as I could .I almost tripped when I was trying to put my sock on ."shit." I muttered.

I heard movement in the bed but I didn't dare to turn around and look at Eddie at his stupid eyes ,I felt so stupid ,why did I think he would want to move in with me and accept Nate as his son ,im so stupid ,so Fucking stupid what was I thinking?

I know it was a big step in our life's but fuck he was still in high school and I wanted him to move in with Nathan and me.Yeah I probably scare him when I said Nate calls him dad .

Oh shit fuck me !!

I was screaming internally.

I was about to open the door to his room but I stopped when his hand grabbed my arm, spinning me around to face him .

I could barely see his face .

I was nervous, my heart beating faster than usual .

Or maybe I was just having a heart attack .

He pushes me against the door and his hand goes to the light switch and I realize he is completely naked standing in front of me .

I try not to look down but Jesus Christ this man was beautiful is like he was carved by Gods .

"Dani, I'm sorry I reacted the way I did ." He starts saying .

I just look at him scared that he might say something that's gonna hurt me .

"Move in with you ?Your being serious?" He smirk tilting his head to side to look at me,"I mean you don't have too if you don't want to ,maybe you just want to have fun live your life ." I started babbling nonsense ,but stopped with his lips crashing into mine .

"Isn't that what we were doing already ?" He says against my lips "mmmhmm." I hum "But yes Danielle Henderson I would love to move in with you ." He pecks my lips .

Jesus Christ I felt a great relief in my chest and I finally relaxed a little .

Maybe I didn't really scare him.

"So Nate calls me Dadda ?" He smiles that big goofy smile

"Yeah ." I tell him

"You know in the few months that I knew him that kid stole my heart and to be honest I see him as my son too but I never thought he would actually call me dad ." He stops and looks down covering his face with a strand of his curls

I wrap my arms around his neck trying to kiss his lips but he keeps turning away not wanting me to look at him ,but then I heard sniffling .

Was he crying ?

"Baby are you crying ?"

"No." He reply

"Look at me ." I cupped his face but he kept his eyes closed but I saw tears staining in his cheeks.

"Why are you crying ?" I cooe

"Because Nate considers me a dad even though he has Liam and I don't know if I could be a good role model for him ,I mean look at me ,I-I never had a father to teach me how to be a good father myself ." He wrapped his hands around my waist pulling me closer to him hiding his face in the crook of my neck ,I could feel the tears on my neck and sniffling.

"Baby ,you have Wayne ,he has been more of a father than your real father ,Wayne has made you into the man you are today ." I kiss the side of his head while rubbing small circles on his bare back .

"You want to cuddle in bed naked ." I said sweetly

"Yes." His voice muffled in my neck

A/n so I try translating the song as best as I could ...⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️

     Happy reading

              ~Alba

Who'd say

Quién lo diría

that love could be made by telepathy

Que se podría hacer el amor por telepatía

The moon is full, my bed is empty

La luna está llena, mi cama vacía

what i would do to you

Lo que yo te haría

If I were in front of you, your mind would be blown away

Si te tuviera de frente, la mente te la volaría

Night and day, night and day

De noche y de día, de noche y de día

You know I'm just a flight away

You know I'm just a flight away

If you want it, you can take a private plane

If you want it, you can take a private plane

kilometers away we are connecting

A kilómetros estamos conectando

And you turn me on even though you're not touching me

Y me prendes aunque no me estés tocando

You know I got a lot to say

You know I got a lot to say

All these voices in the background of my brain

All these voices in the background of my brain

And tell me everything you're thinking

Y me dicen todo lo que estás pensando

I can imagine what you are already plotting

Me imagino lo que ya estás maquinando

Who'd say

Quién lo diría

that love could be made by telepathy

Que se podría hacer el amor por telepatía

The moon is full, my bed is empty

La luna está llena, mi cama vacía

what i would do to you

Lo que yo te haría

If I were in front of you, your mind would be blown away

Si te tuviera de frente, la mente te la volaría

Night and day, night and day

De noche y de día, de noche y de día

You know that I can see right through you

I can read your mind

I can read your mind

What you want to do?

It's written all over your face times two

Cause I can read your mind

I can read your mind

I can hear your thoughts like a melody

Listen while you talk when you're fast asleep

You stay on the phone just to hear me breathe

on repeat

On repeat

Who'd say

Quién lo diría

that love could be made by telepathy

Que se podría hacer el amor por telepatía

The moon is full, my bed is empty

La luna está llena, mi cama vacía

what i would do to you

Lo que yo te haría

If I were in front of you, your mind would be blown away

Si te tuviera de frente, la mente te la volaría

Night and day, night and day

De noche y de día, de noche y de día

(You know I got a lot to say

(You know I got a lot to say

All these voices in the background of my brain)

All these voices in the background of my brain

Next chapter

[casspurrjoybell-27]

Claimed by the Beast - Chapter 38

*Warning Adult Content*

Light 'em Up - Part 1

In the center of the abandoned mall's parking lot sits the dead Jackal's car, which looks as sinister as the situation Knox and his brothers are in.

Positioned on the ground in front of the car with their ankles and wrists loosely bound are Everett and Finn, their lives hanging in the balance of a dangerous plan as they impatiently wait as bait for Ghost.

And while hiding in the shadows inside the mall with his brothers, Knox's pulse races for more reasons than fear.

His obvious unease, masked as it might be behind layers of loyalty and duty, continues to stir unwanted emotions within him.

His feelings about Everett and Finn's plan were made loud and clear, so it comes as no surprise that every brother has their eyes on him right now.

But there's one man's gaze he's particularly attuned to... Everett's.

He'd be lying if he said he wasn't scared out of his fucking mind on behalf of the boy.

"Knox," a gruff voice breaks the tension. "Your boy really is tougher than he looks," Gavin murmurs, trying to soothe his friend's nerves. "He wouldn't have made it this far otherwise."

"Doesn't matter. He shouldn't be out there."

Without turning, Knox's voice rumbles in reply while dripping with restrained anger.

"I'm supposed to be protecting him, not fighting alongside him. This is bullshit and you know it."

Gavin sighs.

"Knox, the kid's plan with Finn is a smart one. The element of surprise, flipping those twenty minutes to our full advantage... it just makes sense. You've got to admit that."

Knox's jaw tightens as he turns with a sharp glare to meet Gavin's eyes.

"I'll admit it as soon as you admit that pulling rank to use my guy as bait was fucked up," Knox snaps. "Everett is my partner same as Josie is yours. I'll always respect club rules but we both know that him being out there should've been a decision that I made, not one you forced."

"I don't want to fight with you brother and now is definitely not the time. The needs of the club come before everything and anyone and you were made aware of this before and after you joined. I pull rank only if I'm certain it'll benefit the club and Everett is a grown man who decided that..."

"Okay, so that's what we're doing now? Had he been a woman instead of a man, you're saying you wouldn't have pulled rank and sent him out there despite his plan being so fucking smart? Because I know for a fact that you'd never allow Josie to get involved in club business like this."

Distantly, the sound of a motorcycle engine grows louder, pulling everyone's attention.

"Get ready," Gavin calls out.

He gently bumps elbows with Knox before walking closer to the front of the mall.

"I don't want it to end like this, so we'll finish this conversation at home."

Knox simply looks ahead, saying nothing in response.

He and the rest of his brothers spread out while creeping closer to the front of the mall's entrance, every single one of them carrying a weapon of some sort.

Knox stands tall and wide amongst them, his gray eyes darting continuously between the road and Everett's curled up frame beside Finn.

No matter how hard he tries, Knox can't help but think that if things go sideways with this new plan, it'll be Everett and Finn who pays the price before him and the rest of his brothers.

"Stay alert," Gavin calls out a final warning as a large bike powers into the lot, its rider sitting astride it looking like an apex predator dressed in all black.

Pulling up and parking near Everett and Finn, the rider smoothly dismounts and kills the engine.

Every muscle in Knox's body tenses.

The scenario he's been dreading and preparing for is now unfolding before him in real time.

The rider removes his helmet to reveal a mane of bright red hair that's as fiery as the reputation that precedes him.

Another knot of unease forms in Knox's gut, which constricts with every step Ghost takes towards the bound duo on the ground.

The stories Knox has heard, the destruction this man has caused... it all rushes to the forefront of Knox's mind.

From the shadows of the mall's entrance, Gavin stealthily makes his way back over to Knox.

"Stay calm, brother," he whispers, voice hardly audible. "They'll be alright."

Knox barely acknowledges Gavin's words, his attention glued on the scene before him.

He watches as Ghost tilts his head to one side, examining Finn and Everett like they're pieces on a chessboard.

There's a calculated coldness in his stance, one that severely agitates the beast awakening in Knox.

'What the fuck are they saying out there?'

Knox can see the man's mouths moving but he's too far away to make out any words.

His vision doesn't turn red until he hears the sound of a swift, ringing slap.

"Shit..." Gavin's free hand reaches out to stop Knox from reacting but it's too late.

The sting of the backhand to Everett's face is mirrored by the rush of fury that forces Knox to move before thinking clearly.

He cocks his gun and aims it directly at the redhead outside, one finger seconds away from curling around the trigger.

He's prepared to unleash the full clip on the same man he's meant to help capture alive until Finn breaks free and throws himself at Ghost, sending both men crashing to the ground.

Everett, his shock slowly fading, springs into action by adding his weight and fists to the struggle against Ghost.

"Go. Go. Go," Gavin's commanding voice once again fills the inside of the empty mall.

"Light those goddamn vans up before they can turn in here. I want all those motherfuckers inside dead."

Without hesitation, Knox and his brothers surge out of their hiding spots and toward the confrontation.

[musekicker]

Basically I wanted a reason to write Ella during a fight and explore one of Ella's past jobs.

Buster Moon was heading back to the theater one night. Tonight was one of those nights where it was hard to turn off from work. Maybe because it was so closely linked to his passion in life. He had at least realized he needed a break and tried to spend some time at the local coffee place without his laptop to make himself take a break. 

It hadn't lasted long, the coffee place closing soon after he had gotten there. Maybe a sign he should keep writing he thought.

That was when he saw Ella. 

Ella was clearly out for a fun time, given how she was dressed. Tonight Ella was wearing a pair of purple, lens less glasses in the shape of stars. She had on a denim jacket. On the back there were rainbow colored safety pins pinned in the jacket, in the shape of a heart. Instead of overalls she was wearing black pants. There were more of those colorful safety pins on the legs of the pants in rows.

The only clothes that Buster had seen Ella in before were her boots with the yellow laces.

Dressed like this and in the line for a club, Buster could guess Ella's night plans. Ella had not seen him yet. So Buster called out.

"Ella? What are you doing here?" Buster asked.

Ella looked in the direction of Buster's voice and grinned at the sight of him.

"Oh hey there! I'm just going to hang out here tonight. I like to show up on indie band night when I get the chance." Ella said.

"I didn't know you had a interest in indie music." Buster said.

Ella shrugged.

"Not as much as I'm into puppetry of course. But once in awhile I like to hear what the local bands around here come up with." Ella said. "What about you? What brings you out here?"

Buster sighed.

"Well, I was trying to see if I could make myself take a break from script work by hanging out at the coffee place for a bit. But since it's closing hours for them, just heading back to the theater, do some more writing." Buster said.

"You need a break? Why don't you come in with me?" Ella asked. 

"I don't know if they'll just let me in..." Buster said, glancing over towards the bouncer at the door.

Ella laughed and took Buster by the arm, steering him towards the line.

"You're with me. Trust me, you'll get in." Ella said.

Buster had not had plans for the night before. Now it seemed he did.

Ella was right. The Doberman club front door bouncer just took one look at Ella and smiled.

"Ella! Here for indie band night?" asked the bouncer.

"As always. Oh, this is Buster. He's with me." Ella said.

The doberman looked down at Buster. Instead of questions or some sort of denial of entrance (which, if Buster really wanted to get in somewhere, from previous incidents he was not above sneaking into a place.) he only nodded and moved aside to let both of the koalas in.

The club was a busy place. So many animals and the sound of the band currently on stage talking up the crowd before starting in on a new song were strong sensations. Buster had expected more rave music and neon lights for some reason.

"Drink?" Ella asked, gesturing with her head towards the bar.

"Hmm.. okay, but only one." Buster said.

Ella nodded.

"Yeah. I only get one alcoholic drink myself. I'm small, and as tough as I am when it comes to alcohol well... I'm a lightweight." Ella admitted.

"I am the same." Buster said. "There are stories I could tell... but I don't think I will."

Ella smirked.

"Ah, lore I have not unlocked yet. Understood." Ella said.

The pig at the bar also knew Ella on sight. 

"Ella! How are you?" the pig asked.

"Doing pretty good I would say. I would like you to meet my friend, Buster." Ella said.

"Nice to meet you." Buster said with a nod.

The pig nodded back, already reaching for a bottle of some alcohol.

"Good to meet you too sir. Oh, of course I know your order Ella. What would you like Buster?" the pig asked.

Buster took a bit to choose what he wanted, deciding on something sweet. Ella seemed to have the same taste, though her drink was a bright pink via methods only the bar tender knew. 

"Thank Everett." Ella said to the bar tender, slipping the money on the counter to pay for the drinks.

"No problem. Have a good night."

With the drinks served, Ella and Buster were left with the task of finding open seats. Once that, conversation began.

"Everyone here seems fond of you." Buster said. "Here often?"

"Not as often as one would think." Ella said. "It's more like they like me because I use to work here."

This did not seem at all out of the realm of possibility for Ella. She had talked about how before she tried out for the theater scene, that she was building up savings to fall back on in case things didn't work out quick enough.

"Oh, were you a bar tender or-" Buster asked.

"Nope. I was a bouncer." Ella said.

Buster didn't know why he kept getting surprised by all the varied elements of Ella's life that she would talk about as if these things were exactly normal. He really should have gotten use to this by now. So the surprise on his face was only momentary. He knew what to say in response after that.

"You know what.. I can see that for you." Buster said.

Ella grinned and then looked into the distance, a wistful smile on her face.

"I've made animal's many times bigger then me cry." Ella said.

"I can see that for you too." Buster said.

Ella finally snapped out of her moment of being lost in her memories and took a sip of her drink.

They continued to talk, both trying to avoid talking about work. Though occasionally it would slip in. Neither of them could help it. It would had gone like this for most of the night, talking about other things then work and then work things if not for the tiger.

He wasn't at their table. In fact, he was closer to the wall end of the club. But Ella's trouble senses were up, and she was staring now in that direction.

"Ella?" Buster asked, concerned.

Yes, there was trouble. It made sense that Ella had a good sense of when trouble was happening given how much trouble she could make herself. Buster looked at what Ella was staring at and saw it.

It was a tiger. Now the tiger itself was not so much the issue as was the fact he was clearly hitting on two rabbits that were not at all into it. Ella had seen those moves so often from her time as a bouncer. And it made her as mad now as it did then.

 The tiger was being more then rude. Now he was being downright mean to the two rabbits who were clearly upset by the tigers antics. In fact, they seemed a little scared.

Buster and Ella could not hear what was being said, but when the tiger loomed in close to one of the rabbits, fangs bared, Ella stood up. Her glass nearly fell over from the force of her sudden standing.

"Oh. Okay. Not letting that slide." Ella said.

Ella placed her glass onto the counter and before Buster could try to stop her started to storm over towards the tiger.

Buster knew that tone from Ella. It was her someone's going to get hurt one. And it wasn't going to be her who was going to get hurt.

"Ella, Ella wait!" Buster cried.

Ella did not wait. She only stormed straight up towards the tiger. Buster could do nothing but follow her.

"Hey, stripes." Ella cried once she was behind the tiger.

The tiger was either ignoring or did not hear Ella. Buster wasn't sure which was the case. Ella did not give up at that.

"Hey!" she snapped, louder and with a tone of authority Buster had never heard from Elle. "I'm talking to you."

The tiger finally he looked down.

"What the hell do you want?" the tiger snapped, not looking at all impressed with what he saw.

"What I want is for you to leave those two alone. Clearly they aren't that into you." Ella said.

"Seriously? You are trying to tell me what to do?" the tiger huffed.

Ella sighed. The two rabbits the tiger had been disturbing looked unsure about what was unfolding. Ella looked their way.

"Don't worry you two. I got this. Why don't you go to the bar and get yourself some drinks? Tell Everett that Ella sent you." Ella said.

The two rabbits took this chance to leave the table, giving Ella a grateful glance. And when the tiger made a move to follow, Ella stepped in front of him, her expression hard

"I don't know who you think you are, but I'm not about to have my night ruined by some little freak like you." the tiger snarled.

"I have a feeling you ruin your own night often the moment you open your mouth." Ella said.

Out of the corner of his eye Buster saw the current bouncer employed by the club heading their way. They knew a fight was so close to breaking out.

Ella held up a hand in the direction of the bouncer.

Clearly the bouncer knew Ella. And knew what was about to unfold. They stopped, staying a good distance away and still watching.

"I've kicked out better then you." Ella told the tiger.

The tiger snarled at this small koala that dared to speak to him in such a way. The looming he had done over the rabbits earlier was repeated, this time over Ella. Ella did not even flinch.

Buster knew this was going to be trouble. Not for them but for the tiger.

"Sir, please. I don't think you want to push her anymore then you've already have-" Buster said.

Buster's attempts to save the tiger from Ella were not appreciated by the tiger. In fact he snarled and stepped forward, hand pulled back to slap Buster. That was the thing that made Ella's patience snap. She lunged at the tiger.

The tiger was too surprised by the sudden movement to react in time to stop what was unfolding. Climbing up the tiger's leg was a easy feat for a koala. She was soon up on the tiger's shoulder and she bit the tiger's ear. 

A cry of pain from the tiger. He reached towards Ella to try and swat her off. That turned out to be a mistake on the tigers part. Ella instantly clamped onto the wrist and bit one of the tiger's fingers.

Buster on his end of things just could only watch. He wasn't the only one watching. Other animals in the club were fixated on the fight, some filming it with their phones. There were even some animals chanting "fight! fight!" as if this was some school yard fight.

Ella got a few more bites in before jumping off the of the tiger. She landed just right on the end of one of the nearby tables as the tiger tried to reach for her. The table tipped over. Just right to hit the tiger square in the chin.

The tiger stumbled back, holding his chin. Ella took this chance to grab a alcohol bottle off someone's abandoned table and smash it. Ella was standing there, breathing deep from and holding the broken bottle, sharp end pointed in the tigers direction. A warning that she would use it.

The tiger was rethinking everything now. Blood from the bite wound on his ear was starting to ooze down his face. Ella wasn't even wounded. And from the look in her eyes she was no where near done.

Finally, the tiger backed away, hands up in surrender. Some of the club goers were cheering now. And the bouncer that Ella had stopped from getting involved in the fight earlier was now leading the tiger out of the club.

"We should go." Ella said, breath slowly returning to a calmer tempo and throwing away the broken glass.

"To avoid getting in trouble?" Buster asked.

Ella laughed.

"Nah. More like a lot of people are most likely going to offer to buy drinks after that and as we've established, we're light weights." Ella said.

With that knowledge, Buster and Ella left the club. 

"Heard you had some fun in there." the doberman bouncer said.

Ella just grinned and fist bumped with him.

As Ella and Buster walked away from the club, Buster spoke up.

"So um.. remind me to not piss you off ever." Buster said.

Ella's only answer to that was a laugh.