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rangerbarbz · 10 months ago

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Please

Author’s Note: Man, I am a busy bee. I apologize for how little I’ve been writing. I never catch a break, but I am so thankful for y’all. I hope the summer is treating you well!!!

“Please”

Summary: Ford lets out his frustrations on reader after a continuously failing experiment

You laid flat on you and Ford’s shared bed, stomach against the quilt that covered the mattress. Ford was downstairs finishing up an experiment while you were reading a chapter in your new book. The rest of the Pines family were on a daycation out of town leaving you and Ford by yourselves. It was nice to have this private time to spend with him.

You flipped to the next page and shifted the weight of your head onto your other hand. It was no telling when Ford would emerge from the basement to join you. He had been down there for an hour now. At least you thought he had; you were pretty engrossed in this novel so who knows? You had changed into a tank top and shorts to make sure when he did get done with whatever he was working on, you’d be ready to fall asleep in his arms. Or so you thought.

You heard Ford’s boots stomping down the hallway, your head perking up at the sound. You closed the book and placed it on the bed before standing up to approach the doorway.

“Ford?” you called. Just as soon as you reached the door frame, he was there. His silver hair was tousled and his eyes looked more weary than usual. He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you flush against his chest. He was wearing stained jeans and a taut, black t-shirt and smelled of his musky deodorant with a hint of moss.

“Honey, are you okay?” you asked gently, letting him bury his face in your neck. His body was hunched over to make sure he was holding as much of you as possible. You rubbed your hands up and down his back soothingly as he started kissing your jawline.

Ford’s eyes met yours; they didn’t look tired anymore. They were fiery.

“I’m fine. It…It was just a hard day,” he explained quietly.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You placed your hand on his cheek, letting him lean into the palm of your hand.

“No, sweetheart. Not now.” He began kissing your wrist. “I just want you, please.” His words were mumbled against your skin. You felt your face get hot as he continued kissing down your arm, his eyes blissfully closed.

You cupped his face to make him meet your gaze. “Take me then,” you whispered. Ford groaned in appreciation, his strong hands covering the sides of your face. He was kissing you with such a force that was uncharacteristic for him. His tongue flicked your lower lip, begging for a taste of yours. You let him deepen the kiss by opening your mouth and wrapping your arms around his neck. He was frantic trying to touch every inch of you.

Ford suddenly broke the kiss. “I’m sorry. I forgot I had these damn boots on. Let me take them off before we get too far.” You nodded, unable to form actual words. He then bent down to start unlacing his shoes. However, his mouth was focused on something else. He began planting kisses from your knee, lips inching up your thigh. You let out a soft gasp; your fingers carding through his hair. His stubble was teasing the satin skin that was close to where you wanted him most.

He suddenly stood up to place his lips on yours again. They never left even as he flung his boots and socks off making you giggle. You felt him smile against you. One arm then supported your back while the other snaked around your waist. You were gently laid on the bed as Ford kissed you passionately.

He then lifted himself up, centimeters away from your face to look at you. His eyes were locked onto yours. After what felt like hours under his gaze, he leaned down to your ear. “I love kissing you,” he said in a low voice. He dragged your earlobe through his teeth, and your body shivered at the contact. His lips continued their journey down your neck, small moans escaping your mouth. Your legs had wrapped themselves around his torso.

He grunted against your chest, pulling down your tank top to expose your nipples to the cold air. His eyes darted hungrily across your breasts before tracing your areolas with his hot tongue. A sharp contrast to the temperature of the room. You cried out, once again holding his head in your hands. His right hand crept upwards to your other breast as he sucked your nipple into his mouth.

“Ford, please,” you breathed, grinding against him to gain some sort of friction against your throbbing core. He was incredibly hard and straining against the zipper of his blue jeans. He groaned and bit your nipple to tease you back. You yelped a bit, face growing red from the sound you made. Ford didn’t seem to notice. Or, if he did, he didn’t mind. His hands grazed your waist down to your hips, thumbs rubbing circles into your soft flesh.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about this.” Ford pulled down your silky shorts to expose your dripping cunt to him. He tossed the article of clothing to the floor, his attention never leaving you. His hands drifted up the sides of your thighs, pressing them around his head. He blew cold air against your sensitive clit; his eyes locked onto yours to see your reaction. You yelped and threw your head back which made Ford chuckle.

“You’re so sexy like this,” he grumbled against your inner thigh. He peppered kisses up your leg. The tip of his tongue teased your opening slowly.

You gasped. “F-Fuck.”

Ford’s lips wrapped around your clit and swirled his tongue gently. He lifted your right leg, putting it over his shoulder to give him better access. His once calculated licking began to turn sloppy as he dove into you. He slipped his big hands underneath you to cup your ass and pull your cunt closer to his mouth. He moaned into you while your hips grinded against his face.

Just when you thought you were going to burst, his tongue slipped out of you. He gave your swollen labia a kiss.

“I’m sorry, sweetheart. I want to feel you around my fingers,” Ford admitted. He adored fingering you. You were almost positive it had something to do with the fact he had been made fun of his entire life for his hands. The hands he was once so insecure about were now able to evoke such pleasure from you. It made him feel powerful.

His thumb grazed your throbbing clit as he slid one finger into you. His breath hitched in his throat at the feeling of your warm, wet entrance. You cried out how he filled you up so easily. Your nails dug into his shoulders; his finger began to pump in and out of you.

Ford’s cheeks were tinged pink. He became so flustered seeing you write underneath him. “Oh, God,” he whimpered. “You feel so good…So beautiful.” He began to pump faster to hear more of your sweet moans.

“Ford,” you breathed out. “Please, I’m so close.” He moved his other hand to your upper back, carefully lifting you up.

“I know, baby. I know. I got you. Just let go, honey. Let me feel you,” Ford cooed. Your body did exactly what he said. You felt shivers run over your entire body; your cunt pulsating around his fingers. He hugged you against him, still fingering you but slowly now. Your head fell into the crook of his neck. You were breathing heavily, riding out your orgasm.

“There you go. Atta girl.” He kissed your temple. “Do you think you got one more in you, honey?” You leaned back and looked at him, a grin on your face and a glazed over look in your eyes.

“You betcha, Dr. Pines.” He smiled devilishly at you before standing up to swiftly remove his shirt. His pants and boxers were soon to go. You bit your lip as you watched him undress. He had such broad shoulders, toned muscles, and a painfully erect cock.

You rolled over, showing your ass off to him. You looked back at him to see his mouth slightly agape, admiring your curves. To him, you were the most entrancing thing he’d seen in all his years. He kneeled on the bed behind you, running his hands over your smooth back.

He caressed your ass before parting your flesh to expose your cunt once again. He breathed deeply, his cock teasing your entrance. He let your slick coat his tip before sliding into you completely.

Ford groaned, his head tipping back and eyelids fluttering. You whined at how he stretched you out. It hurt so good. He moved his hips slowly at first, letting you get accustomed to him.

“H-how does it feel, sweetheart?” he asked shakily.

“Harder, Ford. Fuck, I want to feel more of you,” you replied quietly. Ford sighed and laid his body against your back.

“Don’t say things like that if you want me to last, Y/N,” Ford growled into your ear. His thrusts became sporadic, a bead of sweat dripping down his face. His hands reached around to hold onto your breasts. You could feel the build up of another orgasm already.

“Ford.” Your voice had squeaked from the intensity of his thrusts. Everything felt so good it was overwhelming.

“Where do you want me?”

“Inside.” Ford let out a guttural noise at that. You then began to feel his dick twitch and that familiar warmness spread inside you. One of his fingers sneakily moved down to your clit, applying just enough pressure to bring you to climax. You screamed his name and pulsated around him. Your body collapsed onto the bed. He rested beside you. He held you flush against his chest; your breaths became synced together.

“Let me clean you up, hon,” Ford whispered. He stood up and walked to the bathroom to retrieve a warm washcloth. “Roll over, sweetie.” You lazily flipped over with a grunt.

Ford giggled. “You’re so cute.” He started to clean up the evidence he had been there from your inner thighs and folds. You gazed up at him lovingly. “There we go,” he said. “Good as new.” He placed the washcloth on the other side of him.

He was smiling ear to ear down at you before placing a gentle kiss on your lips. “I’m going to run us a bath.” He kissed you again. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” And you meant it with every cell in your body.

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silvercoloredskiess · 17 days ago

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Yandere Zhang Hao x GN Reader

I'll be doing a yandere story for all ZB1 members, so stay tuned :) I think Hanbin will be next.

Warnings: Yandere Zhang Hao kills a burglar, he manipulates you to stay at his house. Also hinted cannibalism.

Word Count: 1,309

Synopsis: Yandere Zhang Hao x Genderless Reader

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As the time was headed towards spring, you wanted to take advantage of the lovely weather that came with the new season. It wasn't ungodly hot like summer, and now it wasn't super cold like winter. So what better to do than go on a little daycation of your own?

You wanted to stay for more, but you didn't have much vacation time off. So a few days later, you drove out to a nice and quiet town, where it was said to have a relaxing atmosphere. Ideally, you wanted to stay in the flourishing forest to read and wind down after a very stressful work week.

You were amazed by how calming it actually was. There wasn't many people that lived there, which made you worried a little. You prayed nothing would happen to you on this relaxing day. You walked into the forest and sat down reading a book. There wasn't a single noise to bother you.

Later, you took a little walk to see the beautiful nature. But the clouds started to get dark and you could feel the first droplets of rain on your face. It wasn't supposed to rain today so you were very shocked. There was nowhere to take shelter in, only a small neighborhood nearby. But you didn't want to enter some stranger's house.

So you stayed under a tree with large leaves to cover your head. It was a tree in front of someone's house, and you hoped they wouldn't notice. Just then, the house's front door opened to reveal a young man with soft brown hair and friendly dark brown eyes.

He called out to you. "Do you need help there?"

You were shocked to see such a person living in these houses. Accepting his help, he lets you in his house for shelter. You actually didn't want to, but you could sense a thunderstorm coming Your shields were up as he started cooking immediately. It seemed suspicious how he already was being this friendly...

"Oh no you don't need to cook for me. I got snacks in my bag." You tried to explain.

He smiled. "I'm a hundred percent sure whatever's in your bag isn't as good as my home cooking~! Sit down, let me cook dinner."

You let him do as he pleased, and watched him carefully to make sure he wasn't putting deadly things in the food. He was actually a pretty good cook. Dinner was very delicious and you thanked him more times than you could count. But he stated, "No need to thank me. I want to make you feel at home."

You felt very welcome by his acts of kindness. In fact, you stayed the whole evening, and soon night. You had learned his name was Zhang Hao. He was very charismatic and sweet like sugar. He always knew how to make you laugh. This made you very comfortable around him quickly. You slept in another room, which was neatly decorated.

But the next morning, you had to return home, but Hao had other plans. He wanted you to stay for sometime longer. When you asked why, he told you it was because there were some reported murders around the area. It was just to keep you safe.

"But my car isn't too far from this place. You can walk with me if you truly are worried for my safety." You tried to explain to him.

"I'm afraid I can't do that (y/n). Please stay with me for a short while. I can't let you roam free like this in a dangerous area right now..."

He genuinely seemed worried for you, and so you foolishly fell for it. He made you a healthy and warm breakfast, and dusted the furniture as you ate. He hummed a soft tune before asking what made you come here in the first place. You told him you just wanted a break from the hectic state of the world right now. He smiled,

"Seems like fate you ended up having me to take care of you for the while. I promise I'll never disappoint you, (y/n)."

You were flattered by his words, not knowing how dangerous he would be to protect you.

Later in the evening, a robber tried to break in the house using a circular glass cutter. You couldn't hear the robber because the window they broke through was in the bathroom while you were in the living room. Hao was also in the living room with you, when he heard the sound of glass hitting the floor.

"Wait right there, (y/n). I'll be right back." Hao said under his breath, approaching the bathroom.

Hao opened the bathroom door just as the robber took their first steps inside. Hao was holding a large kitchen-grade knife and charged toward the robber before they could escape, brutally stabbing them. He carefully tore apart their flesh, with blood spewing out of their veins. Hao's perfect face was now splattered with fresh red blood.

He made sure to kill the robber quietly so you didn't suspect him when he walked out, putting on a black blazer to cover the blood stains on his shirt. You ran up to him, desperate to figure out what went on.

"I just had to... deal with a robber. But they're gone now. No need to worry." He said with a grin.

"Are they common here?" You asked.

"I guess, there's often people who try to disturb the peace of this quiet neighborhood. But I find my way to deal with them." He told you quietly. "But don't worry. Anyone who disturbs this calm and peaceful home will learn their lesson."

"Oh.. okay."

That night, you and Zhang Hao enjoyed an absolutely delicious meat stew. It was the best meat you ever tasted. And he could tell because of your happy expression.

"Liking it? I knew this meat would be good, but it was better than I expected. This was good quality meat I got from the butcher..."

Your smiled wide. "You should get it again and again! It's so tasty. The herbs make it better!"

"Oh I'll definitely use this meat more often. Anything to make you smile like that."

If only you knew where he got this 'delicious meat' from... He was so happy you enjoyed it because he had a large supply of it.

It had been four days since you stayed there. Sometimes you wonder what kept you here. When you asked if you were overstaying your welcome, he wasn't bothered. In fact, he was so attached to you already.

You became pretty adjusted to the house. Zhang Hao was correct; it was indeed peaceful. You were so glad he helped to maintain the peace. But he never let you outside. You got worried about the state of your car. However, you figured it definitely got broken into by the burglar from two days ago.

"Hao... Should I be going soon? My boss messaged me that she needed me for this project and-"

"Why do you need to go back to work? I have everything right here for you and I. We could live here forever until we die. All you need to do is just be good for me."

"But how do you make money to live here? How do you afford food and other necessities?"

"I grow my own fruits and vegetables in my garden. Also, the rest you don't need to know. Just let me take care of you."

He left the room and started cooking lunch. You didn't want to bring it up again with him. So you just collapsed on the couch, watching him cook. Maybe there truly was no point in fighting him on this.

Life was more peaceful and fulfilling when you let him do what he knew was best for you.

I completed this quicker than I thought. I won't be posting for a week. If I do, it'll be much slower progress. That's why wanted to post this as quick as I could. Hopefully anyone who read it enjoys it :-) I tried a new concept since the last two had distant yanderes. This one had a yandere more close to you.

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