#desiree's desires

[my1aliasnsfw]

The challenge: write 100-250 words of smut around each theme to be posted during the week before Halloween. Can you handle Desiree's Desires, Monster Week edition? Today is author's choice.

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I don’t usually do things like this, I thought as I knocked timidly on the frat door.

It was opened almost immediately by a rugby player.

“I thought we were supposed to dress in costume?�� I said, glancing down at my regency-era gown and flushing.

“I am in costume. I play soccer, not rugby,” the guy said. “Come on in! Kitchen’s in the back, dance floor’s in the front, games are in the basement, and ‘games’ are in the bedrooms upstairs.” He waggled his eyebrows suggestively.

I cursed myself for wearing such an exposing dress; surely my flush had reached my upper chest by now.

“Thanks,” I said, heading for the kitchen even though I didn’t want a drink.

I pushed past several more guys, excusing myself each time. The hallway was narrow, and I couldn’t help pressing against them to squeeze past. I was getting more and more flustered as I reached the end of the hallway. Just how many people are in this building?

“Are you looking for someone in particular?” one guy in a skeleton costume asked, gripping my elbow when I stumbled over his feet.

I took shuddering breaths, pressed against him from chest to pelvis. I could feel his cock hardening against my belly, and my eyes widened.

“Please say it’s me,” he breathed, leaning close enough that I could smell that he hadn’t been drinking.

“I…” I hesitated.

He kissed my neck just below my ear, and I melted against him.

“Yes,” I whispered.

[laxxarian]

Lel, thinking about ghosts can't go intangible in the batcave or any other places that Batman would operate his work like the watchtower or something cuz the ghosts have a similar power to Martian Manhunter.

So when Skulker was tasked to steal something cuz he made a deal with Vlad, he got shocked to find that he couldn't get through.

Skulker investigated a little more before finding out that it's different compared to Vlad's and Fentons machines in keeping ghosts out. Don't know what it is but it's working and this got Skulker interested in this device.

Skulker: I could use this to trap that Royal Whelp!

Cue on laughing like a maniac but the sounds still goes off like a friendly way.

Skulker ended up visiting a few more times when Ember, Box Ghost and Desiree got curious of what has Skulker has been up to. After finding ot, the three wants to hover around to investigate with him.

All the while the JL are stalking about in the bushes since they couldn't see them in cameras, they had to use this resort.

[intomybubble]

So basically, the manga Killing My Sensei Softly is sorta like Assassination Classroom with the plot twist being Funouhan

[ausetkmt]

yeah I reposted this because too many of us can't see it

the roc is in a whole different circle of "folks"

[call-me-strega]

Dc x Dp Prompt #20: Wishes of a Secret Romantic

Jason doesn’t really advertise it but he’s a romantic at heart. He craves having his own cliche romance with someone who will actually care about him. Sometimes he indulges in his fantasies by reading romance novels or setting up at-home dinner dates that he takes himself on. He often finds himself sighing and wishing he had someone to relate to, that would give him unconditional care and enjoy going on romantic dates with him.

~~~

Desiree doesn’t quite know how she ended up supervising this beautiful mess but she’s not complaining. If anything she has some sweet gossip to share at girls night and a story for Ghost Writer to obsess over.

~~~ It starts like this:

Ever since Frostbite had taken to teaching the young ghost boy lessons on the Realms Culture and Ghost Biology he’d made great strides in his diplomatic and medical skills. His fighting skills were already impressive but were refined under the tutelage of the warriors of Far Frozen. Personally, she thinks he is grooming the Boy to join the Council of Ancients which have taken a more active role in governance now that Pariah has been defeated for a second time.

The boy has been going around and creating treaties with his enemies in which he finds them another outlet for their obsessions. He has already worked out deals with the likes of Technus, Amorpho, and oddly enough a joint deal between Penelope Spectra and Walker.

Technus was allowed to indulge in his technological creation so long as he was supervised by the Pharoah boy or doing on of the preapproved tasks of mischief, such as causing mild inconvenience to the bastards in white.

He had set up Amorpho with a “Cosplay TikTok” on which he was able to show off his different forms and get recognition for them. He’d amassed a large following thespians and costume artists who greatly admired him.

Due to his position on the Council, the Boy managed to get Spectra and Walker to agree to take part in the new justice system the Council had been setting up. Walker could run his prison so long as he abided by the rules and scentence lengths set by the Council. And Spectra was free to torment those whom the council deemed the worthy of the worst punishments. Many ghosts had grievances against living and non-living menaces, last she heard, there was a whole list for Spectra to go down. Currently, she was in another universe tormenting a man named Eobard Thawne, who went by a ridiculous name called the Reverse Flash. Once she had her fill of torment, they would be taken to Walker’s prison.

The Ghostling continued to do this with many of his former adversaries until he came knocking at the door to her lair. She was well aware of what the GhostBoy would want, and was curious as to what he could offer her.

She granted him the grace of her presence and was charmed by his earnest nature. He genuinely wanted to know her story and obsessions so that he could find the best way to help her. She revealed to him it was not Desire as many people assumed but Fulfillment. She wanted to people to attain their desires in place of how she had been unable too. But there are consequences to wish granting so there’s only so much the Boy could do.

The ghostling had been unbelievable smug when he wished that her wishes wouldn’t have catastrophically negative outcomes. When she granted and skeptically tested this wish she found it had worked. The boy grew even more smug.

Of course balance had to be maintained so her power became not weaker per say, just more indirect. During their trial run, Desiree was granting the wish young boy had wished for a large cookie. Instead of instantly summoning a 50 foot tall cookie as she would have previously done, she simply caused his mother to have the desire to bake cookies and then had two of them fuse together in the oven creating one larger cookie.

A bit more round about than she prefers but it got the job done.

The two brokered a deal that would allow Desiree to travel into the mortal realm and grant the wishes she desired to, so long as the wouldn’t cause catastrophically negative outcomes in the future. Young Phantom had even gone as far as to direct her to the so-called Make-A-Wish foundation in which she could find many deserving children to fulfill the wishes of.

~~~

One night Desiree had been flying through the mortal realm to visit a friend, a city spirit she hadn’t seen in ages. As she flew over the city a strong sense of longing and desire resonated with her core. Where there was desire there was someone with a wish. Invisible, she flew down to the source of these feelings to investigate.

She ended up out side the window of a building that held longer traces of death and her friend’s magic. She peered through to see a young man putting the finishing touches on a lavish dinner. She observed as he created a beautiful meal with an air of melancholy before pouring himself a glass of wine and turning on his television to watch mediocre romantic comedies. Intrigued by this young man, Desiree decided to lurk and observe for a while, perhaps he would soon reveal the wish his heart yearned for?

-

Jason sighed into his Osso Bucco as another romantic comedy began to play. Man he really was bumming himself out wasn’t he. He shook his head and took a sip of his wine. He winced slightly as some cringey kids’ movie called How to Build A Better Boy appeared on screen. How had that even gotten in his queue? However, his laziness won out and he made no move to change it, resigning himself to a hour and a half or so of second-hand embarrassment and semi-decent acting.

As he watched the best friend girl make a virtual boyfriend based on her friend, the main girl’s, preferences and huffed to himself. Oh if only things could be that easy. He hummed to himself adding on his own thoughts to the teen girl’s rambling list.

“ If only, sister. I’d wish for a sensitive and sweet guy too. Someone who wouldn’t mind death jokes, or my odd hours. Someone who I could just relax and nerd out with. Someone who’d go on romantic dates with me so I wouldn’t have to sit here eating this nice dinner on my own. Yeah, I’d wish for my perfect guy too.”

Suddenly, a chill washed over Jason and his hair stood on edge. He whipped his head around in search for an intruder only to see nothing there. He scanned the apartment suspiciously before his eyes landed on an open window. He sighed, reassured it was just a draft and turned back to the movie.

~

Desiree was touched by the earnest desires of the young man who was touched by both death and her friend’s magic. It almost reminded her of her own desires for romance while she was still living. Perhaps she would stick around to see how this wish played out for the young man~?

~

Miles away, something sparked in Danny Fenton, helping him make his final decision on which of the colleges that accepted him he should attend.

[evilminji]

You know... >.>

My Dad always used to tell me, if I get a Genuine Genie(tm)? Get a lawyer first. Before I make my Wishes(tm), so they can help me word them correctly.

Obviously, a human lawyer would not be foolproof... BUT! What about a Ghost Lawyer?

Like? Obviously Desiree would be PISSED. How DARE you twist HER wish twisting! Her THING is "what you believe is your heart's desire always comes at a terrible cost" which is what she DIED to learn.

So obviously she would NEVER, willingly, bend her Obsession for ANYONE. And you'd have to make a DAMN good case to that Lawyer for why he ISNT breaking the law by helping you. Probably some "you can: save the life of an unconscious person against their will/shove an unobservant person OFF the train tracks, even if they get hurt, to save their life" clause.

Like? Using a ghosts Obsession against them? Bad. Illegal.

Using it against their will, to save OTHER ghosts, who are in immediate danger? Not illegal, but they will be PISSED. Still not great though, you will want to apologize and fast.

So like??? Reality Bending Power. Patrick Star Method of "what if we MOVED the city... somewhere else?" Considered at 1am. Team of Ghost Laywers, acquired.

Amity and all Limnals are REMOVED from the DP-verse.

Wish worded juuuuust so. Any ghost that forms there? Yoink! Instantly removed to the Zone. Natural Portals? Cut off. Let the whole Reality fade out at an accelerated rate, as no NEW energy is fed into the system. Entropy will do, what entropy does. Exactly as they wished it.

They hated Death so much, they speed up the heat death of their ENTIRE universe by Eons. Congratulations, you guys "Won". Enjoy the wildly more fragile flora, fauna, and general ecosystems. Now that none of you have that ambient Ectoplasm strengthening your bodies. Yeah, the things you used to shrug off? Those are gonna maim or kill you now.

Doesn't MATTER if you "learn your lesson" though! Cause this is WAY past that point! This is "cutting off the tumor before it kills us" territory, and buddy? Amity ISNT the tumor. Go forth a grow, just like you wanted.

They won't be here to fix your messes anymore.

Because Danny got himself a dictionary thick "I Wish..." contract. Which was worded, as it needs to be, in one loooooooong run on sentence. Shouted "I Wish what's written on THIS, as it is currently, and without any form of editing or negotiation!" As fast as he could. Yote the document in Desiree's direction. And Flew like an INCANDESCENTLY pissed off Genie was trying to set his everything of fire.

Which she was.

Thankfully, Paulina came in clutch with her History of all things Jewelry, world fashions, and Make-Up knowledge. That, coupled with the Power Of Rich Friends(tm)? (Sam. Her mother was THRILLED to take her Jewelry and clothing shopping for something other then blacks and dark purple. They went on a jet setting whurl-wind tour. Sam actually kinda liked a some of what she found.)

They have Apology Bribes.

They shamelessly HIDE behind the mountain of Apology Bribes, while they explain themselves. Is Desiree HAPPY? No. But those bracelets are magnificent and she DOES deserve nice things. Those silks will really bring out her eyes. And she... DOES... admit...

Maybe...

That things are not... SAFE. Any longer. Danny TRIES. Everyone else can see it. And he's made incredible strides! Even convinced his lunatic parents. Though they're still not quite POPULAR. (WAY too pushy and invasive with their questions, for most people.) But the fanatics in white?

They nearly killed Box Lunch. If her father hadn't BEEN there...

And the poor man will have that scar on his back for the rest of his afterlife. Desiree can see why Danny is pushing. Does she LIKE it? No. But...

She supposes she will content herself with the suffering of the Fanatics in White and all who support them. THEIR wishes, twisted. Their ugly heart's desires.

Fine.

"SO YOU WISH IT. SO IT SHALL BE!"

And? The ghost town of what WOULD of one day grown into Amity, had the witch's there not been found by those they had fled from, which sits in long rotted ruins, amongst the trees in nowhere Illinois? Poof! Two "Towns" are switched.

The roads out of town coming to a clean line stop, meeting not even goat paths. Just trees. Old growth.

But it's not ALL of Town, is it? Faces missing. New, confused, faces from every corner of the map, taking their place. No Limnal left behind. No supporter of the GIWs genocide, brought along. Family's kept together where they could be. But by the few, scared and upset, green flashing eyes of children in the crowd?

It seemed for some, it was easier to fear and hate, then love their children.

Already they were being gathered up by school teachers and PTA parents. As everyone tried to figure out what had happened. Concerned, quite muttering a dull roar as everyone tries to coordinate.

Red Huntress joins Danny and Dani in the Sky. She doesn't get a word in. Wanted to know what the HELL was going on. She was with her dad in Chicago! Dani was in Taiwan! Literally! As in, sitting in a SUBWAY station one second, the next? Outside!

But they don't get to demand those answers. Because there is a sonic boom on the horizon. And then? Floating... weird... not ghosts?

Uuuuuuhhhh?

Hi?

That much blue... sure is a Statement. Like the cape and... bloooomers? Shorts. Bikini bottoms? It.. it's a Cool Look, dude! No, really. They are being VERY supportive here! If YOU like it? That's the only thing that matters!

Red Huntress smacks the Danny/i's Repeated upside their heads and demans to know what the Not-Ghosts are doing in their airspace.

Oh YEAH. Good point! What she said! And can it WAIT? They're kinda going through A Thing right now...

Kon? Wants it on record he loves these guys. They're hilarious. The LOOK on Clark's FACE?? He wishes he could frame it. Preserve it for future generations. Thing is? There was NOT a town here a second ago.

Well, bout 30 minutes or so, but you get the idea. One moment? Tree noises. Bam! Thousands of people! Obviously the checked it out. Only to be met with two... three maybe? Heros who have NO IDEA who they are.

Clear Reality warping shenanigans. Might be time travel or multiverse. Question is... are they STAYING? And if SO? What now...

@hdgnj @ailithnight @the-witchhunter @nerdpoe @dcxdpdabbles @mutable-manifestation @hypewinter

[ectoberweekofficial]

Ectober Week 2024

🪄 ✨ Welcome to the Ectober Academy where you will spend a week casting spells, making potions, and sharing your conjured enchantments for all to see! ✨🪄

Each day you have a choice between a short charm, or a longer incantation from your spellbook (or perhaps, for the most daring witches, you can combine them both).

Note: The one-word prompts are not limited to artists, and the two sentence prompts are not limited to writers. Both prompts are available to anyone who wants to try them.

The result of your spell can be in the form of a piece of art, a written story, a musical jingle, a tenacious craft, a silly meme, or whatever your heart desires. All content directly related to the Danny Phantom cartoon is acceptable for this magical challenge. Ships, non-ships, crossovers, angst, fluff—so long as it relates to the show, how you choose to represent these prompts is entirely up to you.

When you are satisfied with your creation, you may post it on Tumblr under the tag #ectoberweek2024 so that we may find it and reblog it here!

Happy Ectober! 👻🎃

[art credit goes to @faerynova - check out her blog and look through her cool art!]

Prompts:

October 25

👻 Graveyard Shift

👻 They found the corpse on a Sunday. So why was Danny Fenton still alive?

October 26

👻 Cornered

👻 Desiree makes all your dreams come true. And Nocturne handles the nightmares.

October 27

👻 Ghost Peeler

👻 He tried to stay in control of his ghost half. He really tried.

October 28

👻 Skeleton Key

👻 Tick, tick, tick. The sound was coming from his core.

October 29

👻 Last Rites

👻 They knew it would kill him. They did it on purpose.

October 30

👻 Tarot

👻 Danny had wondered when he would see his clone again. He never wanted it to be like this.

October 31

👻 Ectology

👻 He thought he'd been prepared to take off the mask on the hazmat suit and see what he looked like underneath. He couldn't have been more wrong.

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[elizabethemerald]

Danny is, if nothing else, a magnificent bullshitter. He would almost call bullshitting his way into and out of situations to be his greatest strength, if it weren't for the whole saving people thing. He doesn't know these people. Not the way they seem to know and accept him. But that doesn't mean he can't bullshit like he does.

He takes the time of Nightwing leading him through breathing exercises to come up with a plan. Or at least the approximation of a plan.

Things he knows: His parents cut him open last night, so even if he were to leave the Batcave (Batcave!!) he wouldn't have anywhere else safe to go. And he's still badly injured and in need of medical care and time to recover. Care the Waynes seem willing to give, though he doesn't know how much time he has.

He feels a guilty at the idea of taking advantage of the heroes, learning their secrets, pretending to be someone they care about when they don't really know him and as soon as Desiree's magic breaks they'll remember and hate him.

But maybe he could pay them back? Actually that would be perfect. As soon as he's back in fighting condition, he could help protect them while they are out protecting Gotham. He could infuse their computers with ectoplasm so they could hack through any non infused firewalls in existence. He could make and give them protections against being overshadowed. He could spend the rest of his life paying them back.

With his plan, such as it is, in his mind he relaxed back against the medical bed. He saw the relief on Nightwing's face. And on Bruce Wayne's face, and wasn't that a trippy thought. It's ok, he could do this.

"I'm sorry I made y'all worry about me." He said, his words slurring out of him. Oh, whatever drugs he was on made him speak a little more honestly than he thought.

"It's ok, Baby Spooks!" Nightwing said with a smile. Bruce stepped and put a large hand gently on Danny's shoulder. He had to fight down a flinch at the reminder of what his dad had done to him.

"'Wing, was anyone else hurt?" Danny had to ask, he had to make sure that Desiree didn't hurt Gotham's heroes when she placed him with them. He also hoped shortening his hero name would be an acceptable nickname until he learned his real name.

"Nope, we were able to get you out of there in time. You took quite a beating last night." There was a moment of confusion on his face before it slipped away to acceptance. Got it, don't ask questions about the past, they would put it together faster if he did that. "I'm going to head up, Alfred should be down to check on your bandages shortly."

That left Danny alone with Bruce. Bruce Wayne. Batman. THE Batman! Well Bruce had called Danny his son, so he could play of that. He knew how fathers and sons were supposed to act, even if his relationship with his own dad had been so wrong lately. Danny grabbed the hand that was on his shoulder and placed it on his face, leaning into the gentle touch.

"Thanks for saving me dad." Danny whispered. The drugs in his system were dragging him back to sleep, but he briefly saw Bruce's face twist in surprise before softening into a loving expression.

"Of course Danny. We'll always be there for you."

.

Danny learned a lot in the next couple of days. Nightwing's name was actually Dick (And Danny almost popped a stitch trying not to laugh the first time he heard that. Fortunately he could blame the drugs). Tim was Red Robin, Damian was Robin, Duke was Signal, Oracle and Nightwing had history that everyone made fun of, same with Stephanie (Spoiler) and Tim. He knew there was someone named Cass that wasn't in the manor right now that Steph had the hots for and someone named Jason that Bruce had a complicated history with.

After a few days Alfred, the family butler, but obviously so much more, said Danny was healed enough to return to his room in the manor above the Batcave, but he was still on bedrest for another week. He trusted Alfred even though he wanted to get out and start helping protect the Bats to pay back his debt. Instead he snuck into the Cave and infused the Batcomputer with ectoplasm. Tim suddenly found his multiple hacks and searches that he was running finding results far faster than he had expected.

Not being able to help more was killing Danny a little. He already hated owing people debts, and he hated people he cared about being in danger. And despite his best efforts to the contrary he was starting to care for this strange family. He hoped once he was recovered and could help out more directly they would be able to forgive him for using them, though he doubted they would ever forgive him for learning their secret identities, though he promised himself he would take that secret to his grave, if he actually got a grave the next time he died.

The bats have so many folks around, even if they aren't always working together. Enough that folks like to joke/write about Danny just kinda showing up acting like he already lives there. He just kinda blends in.

I'd love to see more magic motivated versions of this. Some kind of spell that affects the bat's perceptions of the past and present, making them actually miss that this boy wasn't with their family too long ago. Maybe it changes their understanding like it's a time line shift, maybe it fogs their mind just a tad and makes them glaze past something like it wasn't even there. I like the second if only because I feel like that would make it more likely for the bats to realize a spell was a foot.

Imagining this from Danny's side, hes terrified this whole time of getting found out. He knows how and when he showed up here and maybe even how flimsy whatever magic is in place is. Imagining a Desiree wish that was either very carefully worded or Not so carefully worded. Maybe he placed himself with the Wayne family with the expectation that he would quietly mooch of some rich idiot until he was ready to be on his own. Or maybe he wished himself to be a part of the batclan, taking up a mask and patroling with them as a bird that Doesn't Exist.

Ofc eventually the spell has to be broken, leaving the bats confused worried scared angry probably even amused, and a billion other things. WHY did this teenager decide to adopt himself into the Wayne/bat family? Who the hell is he and where did he come from. Someone call Zatanna, there is some magic Fuckery going on.

[pedanticat]

As a kid, I always found it weird how Desiree was one of several ghosts that were treated as a villain, and now I'm even more confused as I rewatch Danny Phantom. While she does cause chaos with her wishes, she genuinely wants to give people their deepest desires due to her tragic past. She wasn't so much a villain but rather someone who had good intentions but didn't think things through.

[my1aliasnsfw]

The challenge: write 100-250 words of smut around each theme to be posted during the week before Halloween. Can you handle Desiree's Desires, Monster Week edition? Today is all about phantoms.

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Everyone said my house was haunted.

The doors would close unexpectedly.

The floors creaked down the hallway.

And any time I had a potential partner over, they wouldn’t stay longer than a few minutes. One lasted halfway through a movie before making his excuses and practically running out the door.

“Okay, that is enough,” I said, standing in the middle of my living room. “Whatever problem you have with me, keep it with me. Leave my friends alone!”

A cool draft caressed me, making my nipples pebble.

“Very funny. You have a crush on me or something?” I teased, rolling my eyes.

The draft left me, and my jaw dropped. “Wait, don’t go,” I said quickly. “I didn’t think… I’m sorry. How can I make it up to you?”

A cool breeze caressed my skin, moving from my neck down my shirt and inside my pants, pressing against me intimately.

“Ooh-kay,” I said, swallowing hard. “Let me get my clothes off. Is there anything I can do for you?”

I didn’t get an answer, but once I was naked and panting, cold ghost hands touching me everywhere, I saw something sticky and white on my thigh that was not from me.

“Is that your cum?” I asked, the idea turning me on. “Cum for me, babe,” I gasped, the phantom hands bringing me to an epic release of my own.

[avidfics]

Moving On

summary: Soccer player abby finds out you're going on a date and is unhappy about it.

warnings: possessive abby; slightly mean; fluff; some suggestive content; kissing; thighs

a/n: happy new year! this is me manifesting a buff woman for 2024

abby let out a grunt as she pushed past a defensive player. There were only a few minutes left of soccer practice but she still had the energy to continue for another hour. Her team was in a good groove, the sun was out, and her girl was stopping by to chat after practice. She took a split second to squint against the sun to scan the crowd of spectators, and a wide smile broke across her face when she saw you, her girl, watching the practice by your parked car. 

She might’ve begun going all out now that she knew you were watching. In the last minute, she helped her team gain another point. “Damn, Abby.” One of her teammates gave a sly look. “Trying to show off for your girlfriend or something?” The rest of her teammates laughed along. They knew you and abby weren’t technically an item, but everyone knew abby had claimed you and she didn’t see a need to correct them. “Nah, no showing off is necessary. My girl already knows I’m the best player on the field.” Her team playfully booed her off the field, as she grabbed her gear and jogged over to where you sat overlooking the field on the back of your pickup truck. 

abby didn’t know if she was an ass or tits person, but when it came to you, she loved whatever piece of skin you showed for that day. And today? You wore skimpy gym shorts that had magically crawled up higher on your legs because of your seated position. The damn shorts were so tiny it exposed the flesh at the top of your thighs. She licked her lips as she desperately tried not to imagine taking the fat of your thighs in her rough hands and squeezing them, kissing them to discover any sensitive spots. 

Luckily you hopped off the truck bed to greet her and she didn’t have to be distracted by the thought of plush thighs. “Great practice, abs!” You threw both arms around her bulky form in a hug and abby took full advantage, circling your waist and spinning you around. Her core tightened when your giggle sang out. 

“Get a room!” The playful jeer is called out by her approaching teammates. “Y/N if you’re unsatisfied by abby and ever want to try another soccer player you just let us know.” You laugh at their exaggerated wink, not seeing abby shoot a hard look at her friends.

Without saying anything, she slings her arm over your shoulder, curling her body into yours in a possessive hold. Your checks flame at the intimate attention. “Please, we’re just friends. She gets enough attention from her fan club.” Even as you try to deny what’s obvious to everyone else, abby’s other hand starts to play with you in little ways that make your thoughts scramble, playing with the hoop of your earring, tugging on a piece of your hair, leaning her head against your head as if suddenly very tired. 

You clear your throat and hope no one hears how loud your heart is beating. If it beated any faster you’d need an ambulance. “Actually, please wish me luck, I have a date tonight.”

The silence from the once rowdy group is deafening. Scarier is abby’s sudden frozen movements. 

A timid “Congrats” from a teammate is sharply interrupted by the jarring laughter coming from abby. Her once warm presence leaves your side to pace in front of you. Her restless hands running over her ponytail, taking it down, and creating a tumble of hair onto her broad shoulders. “Is this a joke? Because you’ve been funnier.”

You straighten at the outlaudish way she’s questioning your approaching date. “This might be a shock but some people actually consider me desirable and want to date me.” For months you’d sent hints of your desiree for more to abby and in response she’d continue to keep you at arms length. The rejection, combined with the countless girls she actually did fuck, had finally pushed you to your limit so when a girl from another college asked you out, you gave in and said yes. 

Her teammates left the escalating sitation in a noiseless retreat. Leaving only you, with wobbling knees, and a very pissed off team captain.

“People?” Narrow eyes make you advert your eyes. “You got a whole roster of people fucking you that I don’t know about?” Before you could stop you pushed at her chest, eyes wide in outrage. 

The rebuff seemed to clear abby’s mind because an apology immediately floods out her mouth and she takes several deep breaths to clear her red vision. 

Her kinder expression and domineering approaching steps causes you to retreat till your back is flush against your truck. abby’s entire frame blocks you in but she only give an impish smile as she takes both your hands within her grip, playfully yanking them behind her back. “Obviously I know you’re hot as fuck. That’s why I’m so concerned. Just tell me their name and I’d feel alot better about letting you go.”

Like you’d fall for that.

A small chuckle falls from your lips as you pull your hands away and scoot from under abby to get into your car. “abby you’re not ‘letting’ me go anywhere. I’m grown and your not getting their name to cyber stalk them. This is my date and what I decide to do with whoever is none of your concern.” 

As you settled into the driver seat, abby began to panic as the feeling of control slipped out of her hands. She stopped the door before you fully closed it and yanked it back open. “Let me at least drive you to the restaurant.” she pleaded.

“None of your concern.” you sang as you moved to push her out the way. But before you could, a hard hand gripped the back of your neck and roughly brought your lips to hers. The shock kept you still as a statue but abby didn’t seem to mind as she took charge and sensuously moved her lips against yours. You could taste the remaining sweat from practice on her lips. Before pulling away she gave a quick swipe of her tongue against your bottom lip and gave a final goodbye peak to your still wet bottom lip. “You’ll always be my concern. Good luck on your date.”

[ghoulishautism]

[staticsteampunk tags]

Once again you get me completely

Less "ghosts are basically just stereotypical supervillains" and more "ghosts who have perfectly reasonable desires that happen to cause problems bc they're so out of touch they dont realize the damage they're causing"

[intomybubble]

Bro I swear to god you can never trust the “young popular male teacher” in anything jfc theyre always committing crimes

[strangersprings]

(♪) Vibes, Vibes, Vibes

Desiree Craft could hardly believe her eyes. How could it be that she had transported to this strange new place? Or had she?

No. The place was the same but...it had changed. It was as if she had merely passed through the invisible veil that separated where she had been to where she now found herself.

And again a singular sound caught her attention, but instead of the sharp shrill ringing, soft ripples of a once familiar melody cascaded all around her.

It gently beckoned her until she found herself at the edge of a spring. She waded in without hesitation, yearning to face the source of such sweet music.

And as she paddled in farther, she surrendered to what felt like an out-of-body experience...allowing the memories of her short life - the joys, the heartaches, past regrets, and still-present desires - to ebb and flow before her.

It was like coming home, and Desiree finally understood.

She was dying, and she was all right with that.

< | Beginning | >

[nelkcats]

Lost Bird Returns

It wasn't strange that Danny chased Desiree, or that she refused to return to the Infinite Realms. What was strange was that she decided to leave Amity Park.

That made things 200% more difficult for the halfa because outside of Amity no one had the "no desiring" rule; while Danny was grateful that Amity was kept "secret" and no one knew what was going on inside (and that was a pain in the ass to accomplish), it was also a disadvantage in those situations.

Mainly because Desiree could stay invisible and listen to people's wishes. Like at that moment, where he found her smiling next to Batman, and damn it, what wish had she granted?

Batman, unaware of his unfortunate situation, was watching the streets of Gotham gloomily. It was Jason's death anniversary and they'd had another fight, which happened a lot in those days, but Bruce couldn't help but think of simpler days.

"I wish he could get his spark back" the dark knight lamented, accidentally sealing his son's fate.

And though Danny had caught Desiree in the thermos, the wish had already been made. The halfa didn't know enough to reverse it either.

A few days later rumors began to be heard of a ghost haunting Gotham. A boy dressed in a burnt uniform with a strange look on his face.

Robin, the lost part of Jason Todd that had been trapped in the Realms so long ago was back, and not even the Lazarus Pits would keep him away this time.

[uceyliyahh]

NOVACANE

Summary: After dealing with a traumatic event in Desiree's past life she decided to keep her heart closed off and didn't have any desire to love again until she met him.

smut warning; it’ll come in the story randomly so PLEASE, PLEASE look out for it I’m not really good at writing ✍🏽 smuts but I’m improving at the moment.

word count: 5889

Jey Uso x Desiree

AWFUL GRAMMAR IM GETTING BETTER I SWEAR LOL.

comments, likes, repost are appreciated I would love the constructive feedback in what area I need to approve in. 🤍

ALSO! I don’t not want nobody stealing my fanfics or take it as theirs that will be an issue fasho so keep it cute respectfully.

I only own my OC along with the make up scenarios

But I’ll be writing along the way since this story is in my drafts on Wattpad right now so yuh. 💁🏽‍♀️

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desifromtheblock: mental health day ❤️‍🩹

uceyjucey: damn mama, I miss yo' pretty ass 😩

desifromtheblock: @ uceyjucey I miss you too papa it's boring without you here 😖

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"I'm so attached to you, it's been a minute since I felt this way about somebody after my last relationship,"

"I want to give you the world mama,"

"You my lady and I'm your man,"

"I'm all yours princess,"

DESIREE I took a day for myself at the gym, focusing on my mental health after everything that’s unfolded since Jey left for work. His absence has been tough, and while I missed him dearly, I knew it was essential to prioritize my well-being during this time.

Trinity was on her way to visit me, and I was really looking forward to some company. With no idea when Jey would return home, I welcomed the distraction. Meanwhile, Jayden kept bombarding me with threatening messages from various numbers, including those from Text Now, which only added to my frustration.

While at the gym, I refused to let anything distract me. With my wireless headphones on, I immersed myself in the music, focusing entirely on my workout. As I lifted the dumbbells overhead, I ensured my posture was perfect on the bench, fully committed to my fitness goals.

I needed to keep my figure in shape to stay on that pole for an extended period. On my first day as an artist at the tattoo shop, I can genuinely say I had a fantastic experience.

The warmth and friendliness of everyone around me truly lifted my spirits. After completing several sets on the bench with the dumbbells, I set them down and reached for my Stanley cup, savoring a refreshing sip of cold water.

Noticing my phone buzzing, I realized Trinity had sent me a message. I set my Stanley cup down on the ground and started typing my response to her.

IMESSAGE 💬 TrinTrin😝: Heyyyy Desiree💗: Hey Trinity TrinTrin😝: wya girly? Desiree💗: I'm at the gym right now TrinTrin😝: you wanna come get something to eat after your session? Desiree💗: yeah I'm down fasho TrinTrin😝: greaaat, but honeyy come get yo' man honestly he hasn't stop talking about you Desiree💗: I bet he hasn't lol TrinTrin😝: all he could talk about is Desiree this and Desiree that I told him the other day that he should fly you out to come see him 😭 Desiree💗: honestly that would be so great just be in his arms again TrinTrin😝: we will talk more about that when we go out to eat Desiree💗: kk see you then

Seeing him boast about me filled me with joy; it made my heart race to realize just how much he cherished me.

I tucked my phone away in my pocket and resumed my work out for the day, eager to see Trinity afterward.

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ I arrived at the restaurant and noticed the parking lot was surprisingly quiet today. As I stepped out of the car, I took a moment to adjust my hair before heading inside. Once inside, I began to scan the room for Trinity. Just then, I spotted someone waving at me from across the space.

Trinity was absolutely stunning, and her husband is truly fortunate to have her. As we greeted each other, we embraced warmly before taking our seats across from one another.

"Wow it's been a while since I last saw you in Cali?" Trinity said.

"Yeah, I've been pretty busy trying to keep myself occupied with him being away," I said.

"I suggested that he should arrange a flight to visit you, or that you could go to see him."  I nodded in agreement, feeling a strong desire to be with him. Was it really too much to wish for some time together?

'Desiree you're a fool,'

'That man doesn't love you,'

At this stage, my thoughts were on repeat. Jey has clearly shown himself to be a genuinely good person—far superior to Jayden, without a doubt. Plus, let’s not forget, he’s quite impressive in other ways too. As Trinity and I enjoyed our meals, we sipped our drinks and kept the conversation flowing.

She shared with me the tale of how she and Jey's twin brother, Jonathan, first crossed paths during their early days in the wrestling industry. Their love story sounded so captivating that I couldn't help but feel intrigued. However, I realized I had yet to meet Jonathan or the rest of his family, which left me feeling a bit anxious and concerned about how they might perceive my career choices.

Trin even mentioned how great the experience was, which nearly caused me to choke on my food. Hearing that from her was surprising, and while I could totally relate, I preferred not to delve deeper into the topic, especially considering it was her brother-in-law we were talking about.

"I know Jey be piping you down girl, don't be afraid to share the details," she said.

I wiped my mouth before speaking, "I mean it's been a while since I've been piped down but I can say it's really good especially when he's dominant oh lord," I said feeling my face getting hot.

'Am I attached to him?'

'I'm talking like I love this man'

'I really do though can you blame me?'

"Ouuuu dominant? Y'all is freaky I'm hearing," I playfully smacked her arm while shielding my face, and in that moment, I was transported back to my teenage years, reliving the excitement of my first crush in high school.

I could see the big smile on my face when I thought about Jey; I truly wished he were here with me right now. This long-distance situation was really taking a toll on me. We snapped some photos together to share on our stories, capturing the joy of our amazing lunch today.

uceyjucey replied to your story: Ya'll eating without me? And Jon? biancabelairwwe replied to your story: omggg you made a new friend? I'm so happy that you're getting out more girl Jey must be doing something right 😭😭 jonathanfatu replied to your story: without the fam? that's crazzzzy MontezFordWWE replied to your story: see you getting out more instead of being inside of that damn house y2kjayden replied to your story: another one of your whore friends?

"Is this your first relationship or?"

"My second relationship my last relationship was...pretty traumatic if I must say," I said.

I wasn't keen on delving into the negative experiences I had while with Jayden; I simply aimed to share a few brief details and leave it at that.

"Oh? If it's personal you don't have to tell me about it," she said.

I smiled weakly and shook my head, saying, "It's fine; he just wasn't the person I hoped he would be, and things escalated into violence for more than three years. He still sends me threatening messages occasionally, but I do my best to ignore them." I really didn't want to delve into the specifics of the situation. 

She gave a knowing nod, recognizing my desire to avoid delving into the details that Trinity was aware would upset me. We carried on our conversation, enjoying each other's company until it was nearly time to head home.

As I settled the bill, I made sure to leave a generous tip for the waitress. With my purse and keys in hand, I stepped out of the building, Trinity right behind me. We exchanged warm hugs and sweet kisses on the cheek before parting ways.

As I approached my car, I opened the door and slid into the seat, only to feel my phone buzzing in my pocket. Pulling it out, I noticed a message from Jey, complete with a video attachment.

Joshua💵 sent a video attachment and a message

IMESSAGE 💬 Joshua💵: |video attachment| Joshua💵: i miss you so much mama

My eyes widen watching a video of him stroking his lengthy member up and down while he was moaning my name—my mouth was watering at the sight of his dick it was so long and big god I wish he was here right now.

He kept moaning my name like no other in the window didn't know I had some type of control over him while we were apart from each other.

Desiree🦋: I miss you more wish you were home rn Joshua💵: yeah? Desiree🦋: yes but Trin kept me company Joshua💵: I can see that eating food without the fam Desiree🦋: maybe if you were home you would've been able to eat with us 🤷🏽‍♀️ Joshua💵: funny little girl very funny Desiree🦋: little girl? Joshua💵: yeah you my little girl Desiree🦋: whatever Joshua💵: don't get smart Desiree Desiree🦋: or what? you can't do anything because you're so far away traveling the world Joshua💵: that ain't stopping me from beating yo' shit in if you keep talking reckless Desiree🦋: it is honestly but I digress

'When I did start becoming so bold when it comes to him?'

'The fuck Is happening to me right now?'

Joshua💵: keep on Desiree I won't hesitate to book a flight quick as hell Desiree🦋: do it then I'll be waiting 💋 Joshua💵: aight since you wanna keep playing imma see you and you better not run from me either Desiree🦋: mhmm we'll see

'What has come over me? Why was I being this way?'

'I couldn't be this way when I was Jayden,'

'Jey is breaking down my walls piece by piece,'

As I settled into the driver's seat and started the car, I placed my phone on the seat beside me. I glanced over my shoulder to ensure there were no vehicles behind me, allowing me to safely back out. With a smooth maneuver, I exited the parking lot and began my journey home.

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ JEY I found myself missing Desiree more than ever, so I decided to send her a video expressing just how much I longed for her. With work being incredibly busy due to numerous upcoming events, including the Royal Rumble, I had to stay focused and prepared. I really wanted to fly Desiree out to witness everything firsthand while I was in the thick of it all.

The way she communicated with me through our texts ignited a strong desire to rush home and be intimate with her. My libido was soaring, yet I managed to maintain my self-control.

While in the locker room, I was browsing through my social media when I noticed Desiree had shared a story. It seemed like she was looking for someone to help her pick out her outfit for work that evening. I couldn't resist sliding up to message her, expressing how much I adored the red outfit she wore; it truly accentuates her beautiful skin tone.

I noticed the door creaking open and caught sight of my twin brother Jon stepping inside, a broad smile lighting up his face. His cheerful expression instantly piqued my curiosity, prompting me to raise an eyebrow in his direction.

"What'chu all smiley for?" I questioned him.

"Trin finna let me get some play tonighhhht," he said as I rolled my eyes at him.

"Y'all are some fools honestly,"

I could hear him click his teeth as he shot me that knowing glance. "Man, you could easily book a flight to see Desiree right now, or even arrange for her to come visit you. I know this long-distance thing is really tough on both of you," Jonathan urged.

He went on to suggest, "Why not invite her to travel with you?" I had considered that possibility, but I wasn't sure if she would be interested in joining me for all the trips and being in front of the camera like that.

"I mean I could do that but I don't know if she wants to do all of due to her being at work along with the cameras in our faces every single time," I said.

"You can always ask her if she's willing to do so, so that y'all could be with each other," He wasn't wrong about that either I did miss her and so did she even if she didn't want to admit it but I know she miss me.

He went on to suggest, "Why not invite her to travel with you?" I had considered that possibility, but I wasn't sure if she would be interested in joining me for all the trips and being in front of the camera like that.

"That's crazy I'm getting some before you,"

I raised my middle finger in frustration as I opened the Expedia app to book a flight to Atlanta to see my lady tonight. Who knows, I might even swing by her workplace to surprise her.

"I'm just saying Uce could've been had this play out," Jonathan said.

"Aye, imma get some then throw it back at yo' face if you keep on Dawg," I said while having a grin on my face.

As Trin entered the locker room, she wrapped her arms around Jonathan, planting a kiss on his lips while he playfully smacked her on the backside. I couldn't help but glance up at the couple, a smile spreading across my face as I found myself wishing it was me sharing that moment with Desiree.

She approached me, and after we exchanged a handshake, she settled into the seat beside me. "Hey, Brother! I visited Desiree today before heading off to catch my flight for tonight's show," Trinity remarked.

"Yeah, I could see that eating some good food without us," I said as I looked at Jon.

"Hey, she needed some company since you're always away due to work and stuff," again she and Jon wasn't wrong I had been away for a while which I was going to fix tonight when I go see her.

"I know, Jon was telling me that I should bring her along our travels but I didn't know if she was willing too due to her working schedule,"

"Well when I was talking to her during lunch it sounded like she was missing you a lot," It made me smile knowing that she misses me. "She told me she be wearing yo' hoodies and sleep in your room instead of hers." My eyes went wide hearing that from Trinity—damn I didn't know Desiree missed me that much.

"That's a keeper Uce," Jonathan commented on while I nodded my head in agreement.

It was evident that she wanted me back home, so I went ahead and booked a flight to Atlanta for tonight. I made a promise to see her, and perhaps during my visit, I can discuss the possibility of her traveling with me.

Following my match with Drew, I quickly headed to the shower, determined to make it to the airport in time for my flight. The anticipation of seeing Desiree filled me with excitement. I longed to be close to her again, to kiss her and cherish every moment together. She was my addiction, and I couldn't wait to indulge in that feeling once more.

As I was preparing to step into the shower, a knock echoed from the locker room door. I cautiously opened it just a crack, and there stood Liv Morgan, prompting a deep sigh to escape my lips.

"What's up Liv?" I said.

"I was trying to see what you were doing tonight?" she asked—finna go see my lady at home. I rolled my eyes at her cursing underneath my breath.

"Nah I got to see my girl tonight who's waiting on me at home," I could tell by the way her expression changed that she realized I had a girlfriend who was eagerly waiting for me to return home.

I had no idea what she was up to, but I wasn't interested in any nonsense. I had important plans for the evening, and spending time with Desiree was my top priority.

"You got a girlfriend? Thought you were single?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Never said that, I've been taken for a couple of months now look ion gotta explain my business to you so if you could please leave," I said.

As I heard her let out a sigh before she left, I quickly closed the door behind me, running my fingers through my hair as I made my way to the shower. It puzzled me that she assumed I was single, especially since I had been in a relationship with Desiree for the past few months.

I might simply excel at keeping my personal matters private from those who don't need to be in the loop about my life.

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ OMNISCIENT Desiree was busy at work, serving drinks to the men in the club that night. They were showering her with cash, slipping bands into her outfit, and she felt a wave of relief that she wasn't on the pole tonight. Instead, she was enjoying her role as a bottle girl, and it was a refreshing change for the evening.

She eagerly anticipated Jey's return home after her shift ended tonight or by morning, just as he had promised. The longing for him weighed heavily on her heart. As she served drinks to the other men, she made her way back to the bar, engaging in conversation with Jennie, who was busy preparing the beverages.

(Desiree's Outfit)

"Girl I don't understand how all of these men come in here and become unloyal to their partners," Jennie said.

Desiree shrugged her shoulders, "honestly I don't know girl it just doesn't make sense to me, ion even like them touching me," she said.

"You got a boyfriend right? Where he at?"

Desiree placed her hand on her chin sighing deeply before speaking, "He's away for his wrestling career at the moment he supposed to come home tonight," Jennie nodded her head listening to her.

As Desiree and Jennie observed the group of men gathered by the stage, their attention fixated on the girl performing an array of impressive pole tricks, a sense of unease washed over Desiree. She couldn't shake the worry that Jayden might reappear that night, intent on confronting her about Jey.

"What about ol' dude that be coming in messing with you? Was that your ex?" she asked while Desiree nodded her head.

"Yeah, I'm just worried he'll just show up again messing with me," Desiree said.

"Hey, if he starts messing with you I'll come stab his ass in a heartbeat," Desiree chuckled at her while Jennie had put some more drinks on her tray.

(WARNING DOMESTIC VIOLENCE) Desiree approached the gentlemen with their drink order, but as she served them, she felt an unwelcome hand brush against her from behind. Instinctively, she swatted it away, only to have one of them seize her by the waist, crossing a line that should never be crossed.

"Why do you have to be so bratty?" She could recognize that voice from anywhere when she turned it was Jayden who was grabbing her like this.

She was trapped in his firm grip, unable to escape, and her eyes darted to Jennie, silently begging for assistance.

"L-let go of me...Jayden..." Desiree said as she was trying to get away from him.

"Why mama? You look so good tonight just like a slut you are," Jayden said while he was feeling up on Desiree.

Desiree was overwhelmed with a sense of helplessness, unsure of how to respond in that moment. She felt utterly alone, with no one to defend her, not even Jey. As Jayden's hands roamed over her, his friends merely looked on, compounding her distress.

Tears welled up in her eyes as he inappropriately caressed her, his kisses trailing along her neck, attempting to assert his claim over her once more.

Tears flowed down her cheeks as she struggled to escape his grasp. "Get off me!" she yelled, driving her elbow into his throat as she pushed herself off his lap. Just then, one of his friends seized her hair, pulling it harshly from behind.

Jayden stood up from his chair, drawing the attention of everyone nearby as they observed the unfolding scene. He seized her chin firmly, lifting his right hand with the intent to strike her across the face, simultaneously delivering a harsh blow to her stomach, causing her to flinch in agony.

"This is what happens to sluts like yourself Desi, what did I say in the beginning about if you find someone new I'll fuck you up," the way he was sending threatening remarks towards her way.

"P-please..." Desiree was pleading desperately, wishing for everything to come to an end. It was at that moment that Jennie forcefully shoved one of her friends away from her.

Desiree took a moment to escape from Jayden, making her way behind the bar as she waited for the situation to resolve. She noticed her nose was running, a warm sensation trickling down.

She noticed blood on her fingers, which sent her anxiety spiraling as she realized it was coming from her face. Rushing to the bathroom, she desperately sought tissue to wipe away the evidence of her distress.

Desiree returned to find Jennie on the ground, struggling for breath as one of Jayden's friends had her in a chokehold. Meanwhile, Jayden approached Desiree, seizing her by the hair once more, his gaze fixed on the scene of Jennie's distress.

"You see what happens when you don't obey? Look at yo' friend being choked out Desi so why don't come back to me," Jayden whispered in her ear which sent shivers down her spine.

"It seems like we have a problem here?" Desiree instantly identified that deep, raspy voice, a sound she could recognize no matter where her gaze fell. It belonged to the man she truly loved and missed dearly.

Jey stood there, holding a vibrant bouquet of red roses—her favorite flowers. He gently set them down beside the available couch, and their eyes met. In that moment, she silently pleaded for him to come and rescue her.

Jayden yanked her hair again, making her whimper in agony. Meanwhile, Jey approached him, but his friends stepped in to obstruct his path. Undeterred, Jey forcefully shoved them aside, sending them stumbling back, and confronted Jayden directly.

(WARNING OVER)

"You might wanna let her the fuck go or I'll fuck you and yo' homeboys up," Jey threatened seeing Jayden scoffing at him.

He released her hair and found himself staring directly into Jey's eyes, creating a tense standoff between them. Jey's gaze fell upon Desiree's distressed face, noting her bruised nose, which caused his heart to ache for her suffering.

He struck Jayden squarely in the face, sending him crashing to the ground, clutching his face in agony. As Jayden looked up, he saw Jey looming over him, unleashing a relentless barrage of blows, each one a reflection of the suffering he had inflicted on Desiree.

Desiree watched in disbelief as he relentlessly pounded on Jayden, while one of his friends struggled to pull him away. At the same time, Jennie had wrapped her hands around Jayden's throat, intensifying the chaos of the moment.

Her breath quickened as memories of Jayden's violence flooded her mind, the painful bruises marking her body and face resurfacing vividly. Her vision blurred, and she felt herself sway, desperately reaching for something to steady herself.

The sight of blood made her heart race, as she watched Jennie strangle one of his boys, while Desiree struggled to catch her breath, her heavy gasps filling the air.

Desiree suddenly fell to the ground, and as darkness enveloped her, Jey noticed her collapse. Instantly, he ceased his relentless assault on Jayden and rushed to her side.

"Desiree? Hey? Mama!" He cried out, cradling her in his arms, completely oblivious to Jayden; his sole concern was for Desiree.

He muttered a string of curses under his breath as he cradled her in his arms, all while clutching the flowers he had brought for her, making his way to the car.

⋇⋆✦⋆⋇ Desiree stirred from her unconsciousness, her breath coming in heavy gasps as she sat up, trembling. Jey rushed to her side, enveloping her in his warm embrace. She clung to him tightly, finding solace in his presence, while he softly murmured sweet reassurances in her ear, soothing her fears and bringing her comfort.

"I'm here mama, it's okay just breathe I'm right here," Jey reassured her while placing tender kisses on her face and lips.

She clung to him as if he were her anchor, her body relaxing completely in his embrace. As she looked up at him with her soft, delicate eyes, he returned her gaze, his thumb gently stroking her cheeks in a tender caress.

He drew her face nearer, pressing his gentle lips against her full ones. She melted into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck while straddling him. Jey held her hips tightly, ensuring their lips remained locked in an intimate embrace.

Desiree started to move her hips in rhythm with his, feeling the intensity of his arousal as he thrust upward, making it clear just how much he desired her.

He pressed his lips against her neck, drawing in her scent like a wolf claiming his Luna, knowing she was his forever. Jey vowed to protect her from any threat, inhaling the comforting aroma of vanilla and milk that enveloped her. As he kissed every inch of her body, her soft moans filled the air, a melody of pleasure that only deepened their connection.

"Josh...please...I need it...I need you papa..." she begged as they looked into each other's eyes.

"I'm right here mama, lemme' give you want you need baby," he said softly.

As they slowly removed each other's clothing, they found themselves completely bare. Desiree continued to move sensually on his lap, and their lips met again in a fervent kiss, igniting the passion between them.

Jey had Desiree in a David copper field position holding her legs in place while swirling his tongue around her bud pulling on it in the process which caused her to grip onto his mullet moaning his name.

It was music to his ears just to hear her pretty voice moaning his name he gazed up at her seeing her gripping onto the sheets tightly, he kissed her inner thighs before going back in keeping her in place so that she wouldn't escape.

That's when he sticked two fingers inside of her pumping them in and out of her leaving her mouth wide open.

"Oh my god, Josh..." Desiree moaned.

"Mhm...this belongs to me mama.." he breathed through her while he continued to lap his tongue in her empty hole.

Desiree knew that this was the man that she wanted and only wanted he proved himself so many times during these months especially whenever he would come home to see her and love on her like she was the only girl in the world.

As she continued to feel his tongue lapping around her clit, Jey proceeded to drive his fingers inside her moist cunt, twisting them up into a "c" and hitting her g-spot so well that she had to roll her eyes.

She pressed his head down further causing him to chuckle at her gazing up at her, "Greedy little girl huh?" he teases at her.

She could feel a pit rising in her stomach as he continued to push his fingers in and out of her moist pussy. She could also hear Jey moaning beneath her, which sent vibrations down her pussy.

Her toes were curling while tightening her legs knowing that she was close.

"I'm close Josh...I'm close..." she warned him.

Desiree ran her finger through his curls throwing her head back only the pillow while his tongue was working magic on her.

"C'mon make a mess on me baby, I want it all," he encouraged her.

She knew Jey wasn't finished with her, but it was all it needed to let out a loud moan and drive her hips forward until her cream neatly coated his face.

He lifted his face from between her legs, kissing all over her body as she felt his erect dick against her wet cunt, gripping both of her breasts, running his tongue around the nipples, and passionately sucking them.

Giving that "pop" sensation before leaning down for a kiss, making her taste herself on his lips, he began to line himself inside of her entrance while Desiree watched him do so. When he pushed his length inside of her, they both let out a gentle murmur.

Jey planted delicate tender kisses on her neck, giving her his deep long strokes while she played in his hair, feeling every inch of him; this sex was completely different from what they usually do together.

After everything she had gone through tonight, he wanted nothing more than to passionately make love to her in the way she required. He hid his face between her neck, sucking on it, while she put her arms around his neck, moaning gently in his ear.

"Fuck. Josh, fuck..." she moaned pressing kisses on his cheek and neck.

"What mama? This feels good?" Jey cooed at her.

"Yes, so fucking good, shit," He smirked between her neck, pushing his dick in and out of her while feeling her clench around him.

Her legs were over his shoulders, driving his dick deeper inside of her and felt her cervix, causing her to gasp as her eyes rolled back in her mind.

Jey kissed her temple and looked into her brown eyes, watching her crumble beneath him. His hand firmly held her throat and began pummeling her insides in while she fought to push him away, but he wouldn't let her.

"Un-un, take this dick like a good angel you're baby," he grunted softly with a slight growl coming from his lips.

"I-I can't J-Josh...fuckkk," her gaze never left his feeling all of this painful pleasure that's going on in her insides making her mind feel fuzzy.

"Take.this.dick." He said between every single thrust he gave her all you could hear were skins slapping against each other for the whole room to hear.

Desiree clutched on to the sheets behind her, feeling another orgasm building on by the second as a result of his forceful strokes, which she enjoyed.

"Open your mouth mama," she obeyed him opening her mouth in the process as he spit inside of it while tongue kissing her down.

Allowing all of the salvia to drip from their lips as he swirled his hips, hitting her g-spot and prompting her to tug on his mullet, craving for more.

Jey loved her like no other, and he knew he was better than Jayden or anyone else she had dealt with before he came into the scene. He could feel her close as he began to pound her warm pussy, causing her to arch her back and scream his name.

"Joshuaaaaa, fuckkkk,"

"Mhm, look at you taking daddy's big dick like a good girl, this my pussy mama?" Jey moaned.

Desiree managed to breathe out, "Y-yes...it's all yours Josh...it's fucking yours," Jey loved the sight over her breast bouncing towards his movements.

"You fucking mine right? Tell daddy who you belong to in this motha-fuka mama,"

His dominance turned her on so much she couldn't even comprehend what was being asked of her she was to busy worrying about cumming on this man, she whined feeling a slight sting on her right ass cheek signaling that he spanked her. "I'm yours daddy! All yours fuck...I'm finna cum again.."

That's where he leaned in closer placing a kiss on her cheek whispering in her ear, "Gon' ahead make a mess on daddy, imma nut all in that pussy. you want daddy's nut baby?" His raspy voice was sending shock waves down her spine while nodding her head.

His hand gripped her throat more tightly a bit not hurting as his dick was hitting her cervix seeing her mouth parted open feeling his dick twitch inside of her.

"C'mon princess...you got it..baby..." His hand pressed against her stomach as she dug her fingers into his skin, causing him to hiss in pain, but he didn't mind watching her shake beneath him as she came all over him, coating his dick with her essence.

He looked down and saw all of her white cream around his dick, feeling her body tremble and tears streaming down her cheeks from the intense orgasm she had just had. His thumb wiped her tears away, telling her that she did a good job, a really good job, and giving her all the praises she wanted to hear.

Jey's dick twitched again, feeling like he was about to pop inside her gushy insides as sweat dripped from his toned skin, causing his tribal tattoos to shimmer.

He cursed underneath his breath throwing his head back in pleasure, "shit...I'm finna nut baby...fuckkkk," He thrusted his hips one last time before letting his warm seeds sky rocket inside of her warm walls coating them so well while they both let out a satisfying groan at the sensation.

Desiree had never felt so full in her life, breathing heavily up and down while Jey did the same, lying against her chest and hearing her heartbeat settle.

Desiree and Jey remained in that intimate embrace for some time, with Desiree gently toying with Jey's hair while Jey lovingly massaged her thighs in soothing circles.

Jey began to speak, "I missed you so much baby, I'm sorry I didn't come in time when all of that was happening to you," Jey said gazing up at her with his puppy eyes.

"It's okay as long as you were there before anything else could happen that's all that matters to me papa," Desiree said caressing his face gently.

Desiree experienced a sense of longing as Jey withdrew from her, a soft whine escaping her lips at the sudden void. He chuckled softly, leaning in to capture her lips in a kiss, and she eagerly reciprocated, drawn to him once more.

"C'mon let's go take a bath together baby," Jey carried Desiree towards the bathroom to take a bath together.

 The remainder of the night was filled with tender cuddles and sweet kisses, as Desiree basked in the warmth of the healthy love she had longed for.

'Why is he so different from him?'

'The way he protected me tonight meant something to me,'

'Fuck Desiree you're actually in love with this man,'

NOVACANE

A/n: ouuuuuu lawd I honestly believe Desiree is starting to realize that Jey loves her and only her, I'm glad Jayden got his ass whooped fr fr.

But I hope yall enjoy this chapter lmk in the comments below.

STAY UCEY.