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young!jensen x reader. ex-bf!jensen x reader.
discreet glances.
small smiles.
mouthing things you couldnât say aloud.
secret touches under the table.Â
your pinky finger rubbing his as he had his hand on your knee.
all of that? it turned into complete ignorance.
you were confused about what caused your breakup with jensen. you both were fine. everything was fine. up until one night, it wasnât anymore. you came back home, where he was already waiting for you, his head hung low as he kept his hands clasped tightly together. you could see a small tremble in them as if he was holding back his sadness. or anger. you couldnât tell.Â
you dropped your bag and tilted your head to the side, slowly approaching him. you were quiet. he was quiet. the whole apartment was quiet except for the clock, slowly ticking in the background, and some white noise coming from the kitchen. you felt your heart slowly coming up your throat as he finally lifted his glossy green eyes to look at you. once so full of life and love, now replaced with sadness and heartbreak.
exactly 38 minutes and 16 seconds later, you and jensen broke up. he said it was distance and work. you both were young, freshly rising stars. you had your projects â most of them abroad, and he had his stuff here. it wouldnât have worked, thatâs what he said. dnd you just agreed. 'cause what else was there? if he didnât want to fight for the two of you, why should you? two people make a relationship. not one.
so, once cheerful looks turned to avoidance of eye contact whenever your eyes met.
once quiet chuckles turned to sternness and ignoring each other.
once intimate touches turned into keeping distance as if one of you had some kind of disease.
you tried to move on. you tried. after spending countless hours crying yourself to sleep and wondering what you did wrong, you finally stepped out into the world again. slowly, you were regaining your spirit, that gleam in your eyes you lost due to the heartbreak. but most importantly, you finally let go of your past. of him.Â
maybe one day your paths will cross again.
jensen also tried to get back on track. but the looming feeling of guilt and realisation that he had lost the best things in his entire life hung heavy on his shoulders. he knew he made a mistake. he shouldâve never chosen his career over you. you were always supporting him, you were there for him and he went and dumped it cause what? a young heartthrob like him would lose fans if others found out he was in a relationship. he knew he shouldâve never listened to his manager. but now? it was too late. you were gone.Â
now, whenever he saw you, his eyes were full of longing.
his heart was crying for you.
he knew that he had to talk to you again. no matter if you hated him. he had to see you.
you were in your assigned place at some awards show. and you werenât sure if it was just your luck or he did that on purpose, but jensen was sitting next to you. at first, you were thinking about changing your seat, but then again, there was no bad blood between the two of you. you could act like adults, right?
âbaby, listen to me, iâm sorryâ â he started, turning his head to look at you with those green eyes that had so much depth to them. and again, you could see that love in them. fuck, you were crumbling. you werenât over him as much as you thought that you were.
âhey, itâs okay. itâs fine. weâre fine.â
âweâre not, âkay? i regret my decision every single fucking minute of the day. iâm a fucking idiot. i shouldâve never break your heart like that. i love you, baby. please, iâ â he sighed, running his fingers through his hair. âiâm sorry. about everything.â
you didnât know what to do. your heart was yearning for him. you missed him, so much. but he broke your heart, there was no going back from that.
so, you sat in silence, just staring at each other as people around were clapping and cheering for the person on stage. but you didnât care nor did jensen. his whole world was sitting right in front of him.
a/n: okay so yeah i wrote a little sth and tbh im not sure how i feel about it lmao i just hope that you enjoy it guys <3
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Being James' sister and dating Regulus âź HEADCANONS
Requested: Yes ("dating regulus head cannons? but as James potters sister đŤŁ" - Anon)
Characters:Â Regulus Black, James Potter (+y/n)
Warnings:Â Fluff; English is not my first language
A/N:Â Thank you anon for the request, and sorry for the delay! This will include also the pre-dating stage as well. SORRY FOR THE TYPOS. Comments and feedback are always appreciated. Enjoy! ^^
Tag list: @helendeath @im-jesus @wolfyychan @blocked-zombieartist
When you entered Hogwarts, you were sorted into Gryffindor like you older brother James, which made you both very happy
As a Gryffindor, you didnât have Slytherin friends, but you didnât really hate them either
You and Regulus properly met when you were partnered in potions, and you were surprised of how nice and polite he actually was
After that class, you started talking a bit with him every time you shared a class, and soon you started to hang out in the library or in the courtyard
You wrote to him during the holidays, and made sure James didnât know
You hung out more and more with Regulus in secret, and after a while realized you were having feelings for him. You
Unbeknown to you, Regulus already had feelings for youÂ
After a while, you contemplated telling Regulus about your feelings, but you thought he wouldnât want to date a girl who wasnât in Slytherin
But to your great surprise, he invited you to the Yule ball and you gladly accepted
The night of the Yule Ball, James was shocked to see you two together and angrily confronted you, saying Regulus being in Slytherin wasnât the problem, but his views on pure-blood purity and wizards being superior to MugglesÂ
You were surprised to learn it, and told him Regulus never talked to you about it, and had been nothing but kind to you
However, you still talked to Regulus about it on private, and he assured you that what his family thought didnât matter, and that he cared greatly about you and didnât want to lose what you had
You said you had to think about it, but as you turned around to leave, he grabbed your arm and kissed you passionatelyÂ
âYou had no idea for long I wanted to do thisâŚHow many times I imagined this momentâŚâ
And thatâs when you realized there was mistletoe over you two
He then asked you to be his girlfriend, and you obviously said yes
You decided to tell James right away, so he could see how awesome Regulus was
James wasnât happy but accepted it, but Sirius tried to tell you Regulus wasnât good for you, but you refused to listen to him, and Regulus was very thankful for that
Regulus was the best boyfriend you could ask for
He loved to cuddle, to hold you at night
Not much on PDA at first, but with time had no problem kissing you in public
He defended you against his friends - and you did the same
He always got you gifts and took you out on dates
Your parents quickly became fond of him, and you always invited him during the holidays - much to Siriusâ annoyanceÂ
When James realized how happy Regulus made you, he decided to be cordial to him during the holidays, but things remained the same at HogwartsÂ
When you and Regulus got married, James accepted to be your witness and was genuinely happy for you
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Hi bb!!! Long time no see I missed you smmđI hope you're doing good and resting wellđđI had some annoying questions (as usual)
-I was watching some old bts mvs and I had a question which is, did pre-debut hima ever make a cameo in any bts mv before?
-this might sound weird but is there a specific meal or dessert or anything food related that is special to mingri? Like for example there's a lot of dishes that I connect with certain people either because we had a great memory while eating it together, or because they just remind me of it
-who are hima's closest idol friends and is there a specific idol that she opened up about her past to before she did that publicly
-has mimi and mingi released a song before dating that had some unsaid feelings? As they are both songwriters and alot of songwriters use songwriting as a way to portray unsaid emotions or feels towards a specific person
-last one I promise, is there any specific routine that the members started doing because of hima like it could be anything that she used to do alone that slowly became something they all started doing
I love you so much bb please eat and rest well mwahhđđđ
OMGGG MINA HI!! I missed you too đĽšI'm doing okay don't worry, a little busy and you know uni stress, but I'm managing well! I love your "annoying" questions don't worry đ
⢠Yoongi wanted to protect his sister from the media until her debut but the other members really wanted to involve her in a project, so he caved in and allowed her to appear briefly in the 'Run' music video. In an individual scene they can be seen at a small street shop, the girl almost 14 at the time, was pointing at a certain food very insistently and Yoongi eventually bought it for her with a falsely exasperated expression before ruffling her hair as they walked away. As per the rapper's very strict requests the scene was filmed in such a way that her face was not fully visible, only ever showing either her eyes, the back of her body, the lower half of her face, but never her entirely
The credit scenes also showed brief footage of them play fighting on set before he let her throw him onto the couch, grabbing her as she tried to run away in order to tickle her. Since news of their sibling relationship was not announced until 2019, people had many speculations about who this girl was but due to her visibly young age they simply wrote her off as a child actress that had grown close to the members
⢠When Mingi was feeling down she would bake him small tiramisu portions and sit in silence with him as he ate, often resting on his shoulder as reassurance, so in turns he attempted to make it as well. Unfortunately it did not turn out very edible and he was forced to sheepishly ask her for help, leading to the two bonding over it during one of the darkest days of their lives. Ever since then it's become a little habit to make this sweet treat for each other whenever they feel like the other needs comfort
⢠Hima, our little social butterfly, knows many people in the industry but is closest with; Jihyo and Momo (though she's close with TWICE as a whole), Jungkook, S.Coups, DIno (they have a secret maknae gc), Hyunjin and Bangchan. (She's also recently made friends with Kiss of Life's Julie, XG's Jurin and Chisa, and they're besties idc) The first ones to know about her past were obviously BTS, then ATEEZ and Taemin just so happened to guess from her behavior that something along those lines happened, leading to her opening up to him. Due to the very close sister-like bond, Jihyo also learned about it in detail prior to it becoming public knowledge. The only people who really know exactly what happened between her and Yoongi however are J-Hope and V (who overheard the conversation)
⢠Mingi wrote 'The Letter' using his longing for her - disguising it as nothing more than inspiration from some story he heard - and ironically enough Himari's song was also approved to be in an official album last minute under the name 'All About You'. The rest of these songs are still deep in their hard drives somewhere as neither wanted to have these feelings in the public eye due to this being a sensitive and painful topic
⢠It's usually Hima that picks things up from the members but one specific thing they began doing subconsciously is her little zoning out habit; whenever she zones out she tends to stick her tongue out a bit and they - mainly Wooyoung and Yeosang - started copying this. When she yawns she usually stretches her arms out in front of her and makes cat paw-like gestures to loosen her fingers and San actually picked up on this - our nyang-teez. While it's not much of a routine, she'll build stone towers to pray for the members' health habitually and seeing that it was very special to her they began doing it too
I love you too my sweet! Take very good care of yourself okay ? Mwahh đĽ°đŠˇ
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Project: Killcode
batfamily + oc insert
tw: anxiety attacks, angst
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want to read the first fic in the hundred days series so you understand whatâs going on here? here it is!
bentley is SO NOT OKAY SNSRNDJFJSJKSK HE IS SO UNGOOD HE IS SO UNWELL HE IS SO
part thirty-one
â IN THE JOB DESCRIPTION â
SUNDAY â JULY 29 â 11:24AM
BENTLEY FOUND HIMSELF SITTING ON ONE OF THE BENCHES AROUND THE FOUNTAIN HEâD MET CHLOE AT, ALONE.
The sun was shining, and the sky was a beautiful, cloudless blue, the afternoon air not too hot and not too cold. The campus was quiet apart from a few students here and there, maybe the occasional bird. Even despite the niceness of the day, everything felt sort of⌠wrong.Â
Bentley and Asten had never actually fought like that before. Sure, they bickered like best friends and brothers did, but theyâd never fought. Theyâd seen mostly eye to eye on everything since Bentleyâs met him â at least enough to make arguments practically nonexistent in their relationship.
It was weird. Knowing Asten was in the dorm mad at him. It sort of made Bentleyâs whole world tilt a little⌠just knowing that he was mad and Asten was mad back. The real kind of mad, too.
Bentley was the one in the right. And he knew he was the one in the right.Â
But that didnât make it much easier.
âCare for some company?â
He flinched when a familiar voice came from his left. Glancing up, his brown eyes locked onto Valorâs grey ones, bright and shiny in the sun. He looked sort of like heâd freshly woken up, and was wearing a big black hoodie and sweats, his arms folded over his chest.
Bentley cringed to himself, looking back out at the willow trees ahead. âDid you hear all of it?â
Valor shrugged, taking that as a yes to his previous question and and sitting down on the bench next to him. âI couldnât tell what you were saying, but the tone of your voices was enough for me to deduce that it wasnât a happy conversation.â
Bentley looked down at his shoes, scraping the toes against the pavement. âYeahâŚâ
Valor stretched arbitrarily, his wings flitting and making a series of loud poufnoises. âWell, if you wanna talk, I have ears. And if you donât want talk, I⌠still have ears.â
Bentley smiled an empty, amused smile, but it only lasted for a few seconds before fading away in the morning breeze. Then he looked down at his feet and shrugged. âHeâs started lying to me, and hiding stuff. He never did that before we came here. ItâŚâ Bentley trailed off, tapping his foot on the concrete with a few soft taps. âMakes me feel like he doesnât trust me anymoreâŚâ
Valor hummed in acknowledgment as he listened, stretching his wings out, the right one lazily looping around Bentleyâs shoulders like heâd done to Bellamy the night before. It was heavier than an arm and Bentley had to admit, it felt nice.
âKeeping secrets and lying doesnât always mean he doesnât trust you,â Valor suggested, glancing at Bentley, then across the campus grounds. âItâs more likely that heâs insecure â worried what heâs doing will change your opinion of him, so he tries to hide it.â
Bentley guessed that⌠made sense.Â
He exhaled lightly, tapping his hands on his pants. âWhy wonât he just say that?â
Valor hummed again. âFrom what Iâve seen and heard, youâre very emotionally aware and open.  Which is good. But itâs harder for other people to be that way.â
Bentley wasnât sure how emotionally aware and open he really was, but heâd take it. He looked down at his shoes again with a soft sigh. âIt still hurts...â
Valorâs wing tightened a little around him. âI know.â
As the adrenaline and blinding anger from the fight started to wear down, and Valorâs words started bringing things to light, he started getting that suffocating feeling he got when Asten was mad at him the day before. So Asten really was just⌠afraid, and heâd yelled at him for it?Â
Everything at Redwood was just wrong. Everyone was mad and Bentley could never seem to be happy about anything â there was always something following him around and making him irritated or sad or upset or angry. It had only taken one school-week for him to get all weird and screw everything up. Like he always did.
Bentley rubbed a hand over his face with a heavy sigh, propping his elbows on his knees and dropping his head into his hands. âI hate this. School is stressing me out, and Astenâs stressing me out, and being homesick is stressing me out, and pretending Iâm not stressed out is stressing me out. IâmâŚâ He paused and searched for a word, his eyes staying locked on the concrete below them. ââŚoverwhelmed.â
A moment of quiet passed, and as he thought through all the things that was making everything so bad, his eyes started to burn, so he looked away. âAnd Iâm not going to cry about it.â
He heard Valor sigh lightly. Then his wing left Bentleyâs shoulders, and he stood up, turning to face him. âStand up.â
Bentley glanced up at him in confusion.Â
âCome on, stand up,â
After a moment of quiet, Bentley relented and pushed himself onto his feet.Â
âNow do this,â Valor continued, holding his arms out sort of diagonally to either side. Bentley, with a confused look on his face, copied it.Â
Then Valor, with a soft smile, grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into a hug.
Bentley was kind of shocked at first, because that wasnât what heâd expected, but he gave in with a soft sigh and hugged him back anyways. Everything inside of him seemed to spin up even worse than it had been at the contact, like a tornado kicking up dust, and he tried hard to blink away the burn in his eyes that came back with a vengeance.
He tried to pull away because he so didnât want to cry right then, but he also kind of didnât want to pull away, and his conflicting, hesitant motions seemed to confuse Valor because he muttered: âWhatâs wrong?â
Bentley said nothing for a moment, blinking rapidly even though it didnât help. Why was he crying so much lately? He wasnât crying that much before he came to school⌠and he was thirteen. Not a baby. He shouldnât have been crying at all. âIâŚâm sorry. Iâm⌠not gonna cry, I swear.â
Valor moved, but it wasnât to release him like he thought. Actually, Bentley was pretty sure his wings came forward and around him, too. âThere. Now no one else can see you.â
Bentley didnât say anything to that, but he did stop trying to pull away and held on to the back of Valorâs hoodie instead, pressing his forehead against his shoulder in a attempt to not have a spectacular breakdown.Â
âHeyâŚâ Valor tried, rubbing Bentleyâs back lightly. âYouâre trembling. Yâknow you have full permission to, like, lose your shit, right? You donât have to try and be okay. Sometimes thatâs worse.â
Bentley didnât say anything to that, but as soon as Valor spoke, his eyes started to burn tremendously worse.Â
âIâm sorryâŚâ He continued, and he hated how thick and cracky his voice was. He let go of Valorâs hoodie and brought his hands to his face, hiccuping lightly even though he was trying so hard not to.
âDonât apologize. Just cry. Itâs okay,â
And so Bentley did.
â
He and Valor stayed outside for a long while. And when they finally ventured back into the dorm, it was almost two in the evening. Bentley didnât go into his room.
Instead, he found himself knocking lightly on Bellamyâs door.
It only took him a few seconds to open it. He only cracked it at first, like he was checking who it was, and when his brown eyes landed on Bentley, he opened it wider.Â
âAre you okay?â Was the first thing Bellamy asked softly, stepping out of the way so Bentley could come in. As soon as he crossed the threshold, the door was closed behind him. âYou look like you were crying.â
Bentley sighed lightly, sitting down on the bottom bunk of Bellamyâs bed. âIâm okay.â
Bellamy didnât seem too convinced, and Bentley didnât blame him. Heâd literally cried what had to be every last bit of liquid out of his body and was now just sort of⌠floating. Almost tired, in a way. Numb. Foggy.
âI had a⌠moment. But itâs over now,â He continued. Bellamy didnât say anything, he just sort of shuffled over and sat next to Bentley on the bed, watching him closely with a concerned look on his face.
âIâm sorryâŚâ Was the next thing Bellamy said, glancing down at his hands, fiddling with his fingers. âYou look⌠sleepy.â
Bentley shrugged. âMore⌠empty feeling, I guess. I dunno. IâmâŚâ
His sentence trailed off. He was going to say cold, but he realized that wouldnât work if he wasnât with Bruce â so he didnât say it. He just sort of brought his arms up and around himself like he usually did and exhaled lightly. âIâm⌠sorry.â Is what he settled on saying.
âItâs⌠okay,â Bellamy replied. After a few moments of quiet, Bentley felt a small hand come to rest gently on his back.Â
Thatâs when Bentleyâs phone started vibrating in his pocket.
With a long sigh, he dug it out, glancing at the caller ID that was shining across the screen. It was an unnamed number.Â
He declined it and put his phone next to him.
About five seconds later, it started vibrating again.Â
With a huff of frustration, he picked it up and declined the call, then watched the screen, waiting.Â
Ten seconds later, it called a third time.
He answered it and brought the small device to his ear with a curt, irritated: âWhat?â
âBentley. Donât hang up,â
Something Iike existential dread shot from his head down to his toes,  and he suddenly felt kind of nauseous. His mouth dropped open but he didnât know what to say. Lots of things he didnât want to think about started getting dredged up and made it hard to focus, to breathe.
âI know itâs been three years, and that you have a⌠a new father now, but⌠listen, I donât have much timeâŚâ
Bentley barely managed to stammer out the words: âHow⌠how did you get my phone number?âÂ
Wasnât his father in prison? And wasnât he, like, not allowed to have contact with Bentley anymore?Â
âLook, I know you donât trust me, and I donât blame you â but you have to listen to me,â His fatherâs voice started. It sounded urgent, serious, like he really needed to say something important. âI heard youâre at Redwood Academy, in New York?â
âHow-â
âYou have to get out of that school, Bentley. You have to go back to Gotham. Or⌠find another one, it doesnât matter, just⌠you have to get out of there,â
Bentley opened his mouth to speak, but he couldnât make himself, so all that came out was a squeak. His chest was suddenly constricting and tightening in a way that was reminiscent of the day he saw his father at the store, and he desperately wanted Tim.
He couldnât breathe.
How had his father gotten ahold of him? And what did he mean he had to leave the school? He sounded serious enough, but when could someone like him ever be trusted again? Someone who was so determined to ruin Bentleyâs life in every conceivable way?
Bentley ended the call without saying anything. His hands were shaking â so much that he could barely hold the phone. He tried to come back to himself, but he could hardly focus on reality through the gut-wrenching flashback reel of every other time heâd heard that voice. He couldnât breathe.
He reached out to the side, toward Bellamy.
âBentley?â
He thought about asking for Asten.
Instead, the name he forced out between gasps for air was: âKoa.â
Bellamy left the room not a second later.
Bentley grasped at his own shirt, unable to create coherent thoughts about anything. His chest hurt really bad and he wasnât sure he was actually breathing in any air, which kind of made him feel like he was going to pass out, which only made him more anxious and his heart rate spike way too high. He ended up dropping his phone from how much he was shaking and he had to close his eyes because he was really starting to feel like he might throw up on Bellamyâs floor.
His father knew where he was. He knew where he was, and that probably meant he knew what he was doing, and where he was going, and who he was with, and that he wasnât at the Manor, and he was going to kill them all. He was going to kill them all-
He flinched hard when someoneâs really cold hand landed on the back of his neck.
âHey, Bentley. Itâs Koa. Can you hear me?â
Bentley mightâve nodded, if he had the willpower. Which he didnât.
âOkay, Bentley, I want you to do something for me. Can you open your eyes?âÂ
He tried, but it didnât work. He couldnât breathe.Â
Koaâs hand moved on the back of his neck up into his hairline, just like Bruce did â which meant he mustâve been paying close attention to Asten last time Bentley had an attack. âIâve got you. Iâm right in front of you â can you look at me?â
Bentley summoned whatever willpower he could into peeling his eyes open. Koa was sitting in front of him in sweats, looking calm as ever, even smilingslightly. Maybe a little tired, too? Or a still a little hungover? Did Bellamy wake him up?Â
âHey. Will you hold this?â He questioned casually.
Bentley looked down when Koa grabbed his right hand and placed something in his shaking palm â something cold and wet. Was he holding ice?
âThanks,â Koa continued, as though they were just having a typical conversation. Bentley looked at the little translucent crescent in his palm with a slowly growing puddle around it. âTry moving it from hand to hand, so your one doesnât get too cold.â
Bentley wasnât exactly sure what he was getting at, but he obeyed the best he could â he was still trembling, but he managed to tilt his right hand enough for the piece of ice to slide into his left, leaving a trail of cold water in its wake.
âGood. Youâre doing great. Now try moving it back,â
Bentley did as he was told, letting the ice slide back into his other hand. The cold on the back of his neck felt eerily similar to the cold on his hands, but he was so focused on not dropping the ice that he didnât really pay it much mind.Â
Koa nodded encouragingly. âOkay, now try tilting your hand to move it in circles on your palm, without dropping it.â
Somehow, he managed.
âGood! Now your other hand,â Koa added, continually and gently moving his hand on the back of Bentleyâs head.
Bentley followed Koaâs directions for a while. He moved the ice in circles on his left hand, then his right again, then switched it back and forth a few more times before he realized⌠that he was breathing much easier.
When the ice was gone and he was left with nothing but wet hands, Koa, who was still crouched in front of him, patted his knee. âHow are you feeling?â
Bentley took a deep breath. Besides still feeling a little bit nauseous like he always did after an attack, he felt⌠yâknow. Better. He could breathe, and think, and his heart wasnât pounding anymore, and he wasnât so shaky.
ââŚBetter,â He replied softly, glancing up at Koa, whose seafoam eyes were bouncing along his face, calculating, watching. âHow did you⌠know that would work?â
âTricks of the trade, I guess. Artimi and I have been trying out different ways to deal with attacks for a long time. Most donât work, but ice usually does for him,â Koa shrugged with a faint smile. âIt was a gamble trying it with you, but it looks like it paid off.â
Bentley took a deep breath and blew it out. âIâm sorry.â
Koa smiled sadly, patting the back of his neck once. âNo apologies, dude. What happened?â
Bentley glanced down at his green phone that was laying in the floor, then over at Bellamy, who was sitting quietly next to him just like he had been. Maybe⌠a little more freaked out looking. âI just⌠got into an argument with Asten earlier. That on top of school and everything else had me really stressed out and overwhelmedâŚâ
His roommates didnât need to know about his father. Not yet.
âIâm sorry, I know it sucks,â Koa squeezed his knee supportively with his other hand. âYouâre feeling okay?â
Bentley shrugged. âKind of like I havenât slept in a year. But yeah.â
âStressâll do that to you. Iâll leave you to rest now, but if you need me Iâll be in the living room,â Koa replied, rising from where he was, his hands vanishing and leaving Bentley sort of⌠he didnât know. Cold? âThereâs a whole ice makerâs worth of attack help in the fridge, so donât hesitate to come get me, alright?â
âOkayâŚâ Bentley trailed off, taking another deep breath. âThank you, Koa,âÂ
Koa smiled at him. âOf course. Itâs in my job description.âÂ
Then he left the room, closing the door softly behind him.
Bentley glanced over at Bellamy, whoâd been eerily still and quiet by his side the entire time. The eleven year old didnât say anything, he just glanced down at his fingers like heâd been caught watching something he was supposed to. ââM sorry, Bell. I didnât mean toâŚâ
âItâs okay,â Bellamy was quick to respond. âItâs not your fault.â
Bentley didnât say anything to that.
Bellamy pushed himself further up on his bed, so he was sort of against the wall, emptying the left side of the mattress. âYou can lay in here. Iâll stay.â
Bentley glanced back at him, smiling a quick, empty smile. âThanks, but you donât have to.â
âYou stayed with me,â Bellamy continued. âYou said you like sleeping with people around.âÂ
Fortunately for Bellamy, Bentley didnât take much convincing. He quickly relented with a soft sigh and a quiet: âOkay.â
He crawled up to the top of Bellamyâs bed and got under the covers, settling in on the left side while Bellamy sat to his right. He didnât realize exactly how exhausted he was until then â because, as soon as his head hit the pillow, he was having trouble keeping his eyes open. âThanks, Bell.â
He didnât say anything â but Bentley felt his hand land on his back and rub it gently through the covers.
He fell asleep within minutes.
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My brain supplied "Alphinaud making a replica of Sharlayan in minecraft" and then immediately followed it up with "Fourchenault got investigated by the forum for leaking state secrets because Alphinaud made some very, very educated guesses."
#ffxiv#did he know what the secret projects were? no#did he surmise the location and layout of where they were? yes#alphinaud leveilleur
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Listening to coinstar by the growlers and thinking about mel so hard I get nauseous
Ridiculous stream of conscious in the tags apologies but not really
#it speaks#white woman moment#its really funny bc like. its very much a her to jfk song#(everyones favorite problematic short king)#but she looks at him with uhhh#like heres this kid(hes 28) standing on the precipice o what she had been all those years ago#but he KNOWS it she didnt know she thought she had mold poisoning from her shitty apartment until she died#and she is projecting so much onto him. which is part of why she doesn't respect him at all#'im a sucker just like you'#its also funny bc like. it is Too Late for Phoenix.also its scary that theyre hungry bc as far as she knows death avatars arent supposed 2 b#but also theyre the first one shes met. and Phoenix is kind of just scary in general.#but being around those two is like. almost flashbacky(jfk also reminds her alot of her ex aroun that age tho audreys dad was Worse)#(she never met him but heard enough stories about the guy and i mean. he fed her to the hunt on purpose.#i dont think jorges dad wanted what was going to happen to happen)#part of why she texted her so fast tbh. not that they hadnt talked at all since the divorce.#i thinj they talked. not alot bc mel WAS in europe and international data rates pre smartphone age oof ouch#and also like. they did irrevocably harm eachother physically and mentally but they do both careeeeee#tho. i do not think melissa wouldve ever dropped everything to go help audrey like audrey would and did for her.#(girl who runs away from her problems x girl who is a dog)#auuughhhhhh#she really is my chew toy.#i also think alot about her sky mafia years but those r fun and sexy little secrets for me#as much as i love Basil's motw campaign i do with it was easier to unentangle her from tma lore.#bc like. normal vampire works well but it loses so much of the flavor. various sea beasts keep the flavor but loose the morality.#for pathfinder if i were to redo her id go with storm oracle and then spec into kineticist. which does work Ok I Guess.#but like. even that its still not what i want#one scene that probably would've never happened in game but i thought ahout if we ever went back to the item storage or maybe a wierd thrift#shop or something was to like. have her come across a violin and pick it up and make it scream horribly. like. really concentrate on making#it make the worst noise imaginable. shes trying to reach that wonderful horrible music avatars mention alot in the earlier seasons#and then realizes everyone else Hates That So Much and jokingly play one of the devil's riffs from tdwdg. tbh i should finally draw that
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Man it truly sucks that like. The dude who did Planet of the Bass is a piece of shit LMFAO cause like. I feel like the DJ Crazy Times outfits PERFECTLY captured Moe's fashion sense and doodling those outfits spurred on A Bunch of ideas and I was having a lot of fun and even like an epiphany that spurred on a separate deeply self-indulgent project/concept (complete opposite end of the spectrum of indulgence) and then I find out ohhhhh. You weren't Just making fun of the fashion of the times and like, how it feels when you can't process shit so everything sounds a bit funny, and also just like how early 2000s music Is Sometimes (DEEPLY feel the song itself is SO DDR core ESP like... how it's just a bunch of vague jumbled concepts that's catchy AS FUCK) -- you're also a grown ass man still weirdly fixated on your autistic classmate you had in 3rd grade or some shit (have not looked at the vids myself and don't wish to, but from what I've heard it's essentially that).
(Further clarification -- he's making fun of autistic kids who had like, very typical and understandable Needs to accommodate being autistic in a classroom. As a grown adult. Like why are you even still thinking about this LMFAOOO move on, grow up LMFAOOO)
#is this how it feels when you realize ohh they were laughing At Me not with me#cause like growing up i was either passably likable enough that i escaped that OR i was too autistic to notice if it did happen#OR secret third option people were scared of me.#so like i was immune to bullying actually. could not effect me in a way that mattered#also i'm just trusting that word has spread enough that you already have the context. i'm not putting that shit on my blog LMFAOOO#THAT'S LIKE. one of my blog rules. i like to keep it as free from societal horrors and ills and prejudice as possible.#anyway. idk what i'm gonna do now actually. bc i still really had fun drawing/it really captured something in moe's characterization#PLUS it captured something SO significant about its dynamic w sharena as well actually#like yeah it was gonna be a shitpost but it was also a launching off point that like cracked by brain wide open#also i still think the song is SO good. it's SO funny it's so DDR core it's like a masterpiece. to me.#like is this a fnaf case where upon finding out scott bitchboy was quietly donating his profits to anti-lgbt orgs#where i so badly (esp when i was younger) was hoping he was one of the actually good christians who Aren't weirdo freaks about gay people#and upon finding all that out i just blacklisted everything to do w fnaf. but also acknowledging that was easy enough for me#cause it wasn't like a Huge interest of mine it was just something kind of fun that i liked from afar#or do i somehow like. carry on? like esp if the dude isn't profiting from me being autistic LMFAOO#is it possible to just. know and accept that he's a piece of shit weirdo take what i liked/inspired me and leave.#well. in any case. for now i'm keeping the dj crazy times stuff i rb'd on my moecore blog for reference#but depending on the consensus (i would deeply appreciate hearing others thoughts on this if anyone has any)#i may just wipe it clean and scrap the shitposts. i mean. i have other projects i wanna work on anyway LMFAO
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i hate change id rather die
#people arent sticking to their usual selves stop messing w my mind#havent talked to some friends in a while and theyre wildly dif and its making me so irritated can we go back to how we were before#my obsession of waiting by the phone until someone messages me first is coming back in the worst way possible#the coincidences with k stopped and i barely even see him anymore and his clothing style is changing???#hes becoming more normal popular whatever and its so boring please i need a loser boy go back to being that#mb i cant sleep and feelings are coming back but in a weirder way and i have like 2 projects due tmr im not done w and test#i need more friends but in the way of being irl that i can wave at during school and send them videos without talking fr#serenity wake up and come home bro literally ditch school just for me đ believe in u bbg#omg sid is coming back tmr thank god i need my daily walks w him i literally tried w another guy today and it was not the same#bro was yapping ab love whatever idek đ told me ab his crushes which good for him ig but i barely know him idc đ#insta wants me to stop liking k too cause it deleted all my past stories ab him when i tried to make a highlight#is it so hard to have everyone obsessed with me all the time. cant people just pay attention to me forever#i forgot what i said in this post whatever im deleting it later anyway#post#erics tag#delete later#cringingg that people know stuff ab me and why i am the way i am. maybe they should all die so it becomes a secret again#literally why did i ever talk anything out with anyone other than serenity thats so fucking stupid no shit shes the only good one#thats a lie i love attention i just hate asking for it i cant even be bothered to say more bro im so exhausted but not in a sleeping way yk#kindividual posting
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I Love You~ â NRC Students x gn! reader
summary: How Twisted Wonderland boys react to you saying "I love you."
tw: stalking (Rook), slight angst for some, mainly fluff.
a/n: this is the most I've written for for so many characters. I hope I did them well, I even wrote for characters I'm not confident in. Also, I swear they don't all just say I love you too back, Heartslabyul boys are just too sweet not not (for the most part).
wc: 4.5k (~200 each character)
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Your feelings had been building up over time. It got to the point that it felt like all your feelings were bubbling over. It was only sooner or later that the depth of your love was going to spill. You only hoped that it wouldnât scare him away.
⼠Riddle Rosehearts
It wasnât the first time you said those damn words that sent his heart into cardiac arrest. âLove you,â You would chime playfully as he seemed near to scolding you for something or another. He hated to admit how effective those words were on him, it didnât help how you said it so casually. Yet this time was different, your tone being nothing but soft, your eyes nothing but warmâŚhe wasnât prepared for this. Avoiding your loving gaze, Riddle could feel his brain melt, his tongue felt like lead, and his heart was beating erratically. When your gaze turned worried, shying away the longer he stayed silent, he somehow gathered the courage to respond.
âI-I love you too.â
⼠Trey Clover
It was no secret how much you both cared for each other. You both seemed like a married couple to the other students. You never really needed to say anything out loud because your love was shown through actions, the way you both smiled at each other, and how the other was always on the mind. Yet hearing you say those words out loud shocked him. What shocked him even more was how much he longed to hear you say it again, and again, and again. It didnât take long for him to regain his composure, smile brightening as he didnât even hesitate to respond.
âI love you too~â
⼠Cater Diamond
He always hid behind a smile and a flash of his camera. People would say his care for you only ran skin deep, but you knew otherwise. You had managed to wiggle your way through Caterâs walls and that scared him, but it also brought a sense of relief. His compliments towards you were genuine, showing you just how much his fans loved you (an extension of his own love). Heâd always say he loved you playfully, sending a wink your way making you nearly combustâŚand youâd respond in kind (unknowingly doing the same to him). So when you said those three simple words, your tired eyes fluttering shut as you snuggled into his blankets, he felt like he was going to puke. He felt like a complete coward that he could only reply back after you had fallen asleep, vowing to show you just how much he cared the next day.
âI love you more than you know.â
⼠Deuce Spades
We all know that Deuce isnât the sharpest tool in the shed, yet you found that endearing. The way he showed his care for you was so obvious it was hard to ignore. How he clearly favored you over Ace, sending threatening glares to any student who dares to look at you the wrong way. You had never felt safer than when you were with Deuce, so youâd try to reciprocateâŚyet he always seemed to outshine you in your made up care competition. Yet you quickly found his weakness after he shied away after you hugged him once. So when he did something so endearingly silly, it was only natural for those three words to slipâŚrip Deuce. He stammered, face blazing red as he tried to wrap around what you said, trying to untangle any hidden meanings. Bashfully, he couldnât meet your eyes as he responded.
âIâŚlove you too.â
⼠Ace Trappola
This menace. He flexes all the time, claiming how you must love him with the way you follow him like a puppy. YeahâŚhe makes it hard sometimes. So out of spite youâd go to Deuce, causing Ace to sulk. It was in those moments that you realized he was lowkey (highkey) projecting his feelings onto you. It helped you deal with his unabashed praise for himself. You found yourself teasing Ace back, poking him and irritating him (he did find it annoying but heâd rather your attention be on him then anyone else). Heâd show off during his games, always looking towards you and making him a clumsy mess on the court. When you finally muttered how you felt (somewhat bitterly) Ace felt his brain shut down for a second before quickly rebooting, a shaky smirk on his face with bright red cheeks as he replied.Â
âOf course you do! Who wouldnât- OW! Okay, okay, I l-like you too I guess.â
(bro couldnât even say love you back đ)
⼠Leona Kingscholar
To anyone who didnât know him, theyâd think he was indifferent to you, if not annoyed by you. Yet to your and Ruggieâs keen eyes it was easy to see his affection for you crack through his impervious exterior. How heâd drag you with him for his constant naps, how heâd let you play with his hair, and how heâd glare at anyone who seemed to get a little too friendly with you. Leona didnât like being vulnerable, after all, showing your belly meant submission and death. So when you said those three words heâd dreamt of you saying, how lovingly you were staring at him as you fiddled with one of his braids, he felt his scowl worsen at the fluttery feeling in his chest. His green eyes glanced away, his face softening back into a neutral expression.
âI better be the only one you say that to, herbivore.â
⼠Ruggie Bucchi
Heâs another one that people canât tell if he likes you or is using you. Whenever you were seen with him you were helping him with chores (in reality you only helped him so you both could relax together afterwards). It was clear how much you cared for him, bringing him snacks, helping him with chores, offering to pay for his meals (rip your already bare wallet). In return, heâd share with you. A feat that no one had ever seen him do before. Ruggie never felt guilty for taking/getting foodâŚthat was until you never seemed annoyed by how much he took from you. So he felt it was only fair if you had some tooâŚyou did pay for it after all. He found his tail wagging when you smiled at him, hugging him, or even when you ruffled his hair. So when you said that! Those words he never expected to be uttered from your lips, let alone aimed at him, his tail just couldnât stop moving! No matter how composed he seemed, it was like his brain was on fire (insert that spongebob clip).
âShishishi, I suppose I might feel the sameâŚthe price for that information is the other half of your donut. Shishi.â
⼠Jack Howl
This guy. Definition of tsundere. Acts like he wants nothing to do with you while sticking by your side for as long as he can. The nice thing is that he helps you become more healthy. He never forces you, but you feel more inclined to join him in his âmorningâ jogs (his morning jog is way too early for you so it's technically his second jog of the day and he calls it his wind down jog). Everyone can tell how he feels for you, it's clear in the way his eyes are always searching for your comfort, how he steps in when someone gets too pushy, or when his tail sways when all your attention is on him. Another guy you feel super safe with. The two of you were studying when you said it, atmosphere warm. Jackâs ear twitched, unsure if he heard you correctly, eyes searching yours for confirmation. When you gave no indication that you were joking or being silly, it felt like his heart flipped.
âIâŚcare about youâŚas well.â
⼠Azul Ashengrotto
He is sneakily unseaky about his feelings. One moment heâs treating you like an actual valued guest with no hidden intentions (đ) and the next heâs lowkey (highkey) flexing on you. Mixed signals because you arenât sure if heâs trying to make you feel bad about yourself or if heâs trying to make himself look better to you. âOh donât worry, this wonât put a dent in my pockets,â Heâd say with a smug smirk (youâre lowkey side-eyeing him). One time you poked him to see howâd he react and it was super amusing. Ran away with the brightest blush youâd ever seen claiming he had work to doâŚyeahâŚright. When you realized he is in fact trying to impress you (and realized it was really fun to tease him with affection), you became more comfortable around him, looking forward to the next time you could visit the Mostro Lounge. It got to the point that Jade would just bring you to the VIP room (if Azul wasnât busy swindling a poor soul). When you spoke those words it came out of seemingly nowhere, Azul spilling ink all over a contract he just finished writing. He was so close to darting out of the room, face ablaze, hands trembling. Do you know just how powerful those words are?Â
âP-perhapsâŚd-do youâŚI-I thinkâŚâ (You broke him, donât worry he just needs time to collect himself. He loves you too đ)
⼠Jade Leech
Rip. It kinda takes a lot to catch his eye (do you even want that?). He found it amusing how kind you were, you wouldnât make it for a second in the deep (kâŚ). Yet what really caught his eye was that you were a green thumb. How you recognized one of his mushrooms and the gleam in your eyes as you stated all you knew about it (not much, but more than anyone else heâs met). Now you have a scary eel that pops up every now and then. Jade only cared about mushrooms, but now on his hikes heâd spot a plant you liked (every now and then bringing it back for you). Downside, you now had Floydâs attention as well. I mean câmon, his brother finding interest in someone? He just had to check the guppy outâŚthankfully Jade stopped him from squeezing you (a true testament of his care for you). The words spilled out of you when Jade had offered toâŚâhelpâ...with a certainâŚâproblemâ of yours (an annoying student who wouldnât leave you alone). A look of pure shock washed over his face before it quickly turned into a cunning grin, something that sent the hairs on your arms to raise.Â
âMy my, what a bold statement. Please, treat me gently would you?~â (He did not forget about your âproblemâ)
⼠Floyd Leech
Rip #2. You know he cares (sometimes) when he stops calling you guppy (sometimes he does it just to annoy someone cough Riddle cough). Your case was a mix of both. One time when Floyd wouldnât stop poking your cheeks you poked his nose with a âboopâ, and he had deemed you boops. Also wouldnât stop booping you back after that. He is not ashamed at all. Heâd squeeze you, drape over you, pick you up, poke you, nearly kill you. The usual. You always would pretend to be annoyed (although sometimes that annoyance was very real) and Floyd always found your reactions hilarious. Although he had his bad moods, 6/10 times heâd feel better when you booped him. Jade would tease him, Azul would ask you over to the Mostro Lounge more often, even Riddle would avoid you (because where you were Floyd had to be nearby). When he was in a bad mood and you booped him while saying âI love you~â, Floyd froze. Sharp eyes watching your every move like the predator he is, a wide grin revealing his sharp teeth.Â
âAwwww, I love ya too Boops! Now lemme squeeze ya!âÂ
⼠Kalim Al-Asim
Where do I even start? Heâs loving on you the moment he sees you. Hugs, cheek kisses, hand holding, it's all normal to him. He cares about you so why wouldnât he show you? Poor Jamil, he was really stressed at first, unsure what your intentions were. So to start, you had to prove yourself to Jamil, Kalim had accepted you the moment his eyes landed on you. The more you hung out, the clearer your affection for Kalim shined, and you two were basically a married couple at this point. It was easy to care for him, reciprocating his affection without hesitation. Idk there's not much to say about him, heâs just a loving and carefree guy. It was when you both were winding down, hanging out with just the other, doing some homework (one of the ways you proved yourself to Jamil). Your dreary eyes watched as Kalim swayed in place, his eyes soon meeting yours. His beaming smile had all your defenses down, words falling out without you realizing it. It wasnât until Kalim jumped at you, squeezing you tightly, face nuzzling into your neck.
âI love you too! We should get married!â
(đ
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⼠Jamil Viper
Itâs admirable that you managed to break down Jamilâs walls. He was even more surprised at how your attention would always seem to land on him instead of his insufferable prince. No matter how much Kalim basically begged for your attention, your eyes would always drift to Jamil, a warm smile on your lips when your eyes met. He showed his affection for you in how he looked after you. He had grown up taking care of someone, and although he found himself hating Kalim for his position, for Jamilâs spot in the world, he found himself enjoying caring for you. He loved how your eyes lit up when he offered you lunch, he had made too much anyways (riggggghhhhtâŚ), he felt his heart flip when you offered to help clean up or when you offered to help braid his hair. It was still hard for him to wrap his head around the fact that you truly cared for him and had no ulterior motives. His heart beat erratically when you said those words, when you looked only at him so lovingly, how your hand caressed his cheek so tenderly. It was all so overwhelming and he pulled away, pulling his hood up to hide his blush. His tongue felt heavy and he wasnât sure if he had the heart to let himself be so vulnerable.
âLetâs continue this laterâŚbut rest assured I feel a similar way.â
⼠Vil Schoenheit
Ohhh boy. Vil, as much as I love him, might be a bit overbearing at first. If anything, youâd feel ashamed about yourself at first. You never seemed to be good enough as Vil would always find something to pick apart about you. Youâd eat too many carbs, your uniform was wrinkly, your eyebags seemed to be more pronounced. When you snapped, crying and pleading for him to just stop, that you knew you werenât beautiful or perfect like him and you didnât want to hear it anymore, Vil had to rethink how he showed his care. He didnât say those things because he thought you were ugly or terrible, he only wanted you to better yourself. To become more healthy and to take better care of yourself. Reflecting, he realized just how mean he seemedâŚenter the spoiling. Instead of nit picking you, he would give you stuff without a word. You found yourself with skin care products made by him (he didnât want to taint your skin with bad ingredients), he would bring you a balanced lunch (perhaps breakfast and dinner too, if youâd be kind enough to join him), and heâd gift you outfits that complemented your figure perfectly (sometimes heâd have to get them costume made). It was a bit of a shock at the drastic change, but you found yourself doting on him more as well. You both were having dinner together, Vil complaining about his coworkers and you talking about whatever you were into at the moment. When he mentioned something heâd think youâd like you found yourself sweetly telling him you loved him. He was astounded, eyes locked on yours. As much as he tried to be composed, he couldnât deny the fluttering of his heart or the heat on his cheeks.Â
âI love you as well, my sweet potato.â
⼠Rook Hunt
This man đ. At first you were terrified. Man was literally stalking you. You even went to the professors for help because excuse me? Stalking bad. And as much as Rook took amusement in your actions, he decided to finally get to know youâŚface to face (he already knew a ton about you). You gave him bombastic side eye when he first was trying to talk to you. Heâd pop out of bushes (strangely no leaves stuck in his hair), heâd appear right behind youâŚone time he seemed to appear from literally nowhere. Against your own will, you warmed up to the freak. When he wasnât continuously complimenting you, you found him to be funny. Rook is also unashamed about his love for you, heâd shout it from the roof tops if you asked. He also took the fact that you were warm to him as a sign of affection. You didnât nearly deck him for popping out of the bushes this time? Oh mon chĂŠri, his heart melts that you felt his presence to be so comforting. It felt weird, Rook had complimented you many times, spouting about how much his heart yearns for you. You almost didnât want to tell him that you loved him, a bit spiteful since you knew how smug heâd look afterwards (youâd never live it down either). Yet when Rook handed you a rose, spieling about how it could never compare to you, you found yourself crumbling. Instead of that smug look you expected, he looked genuinely happy. Green eyes bright and shining, smile so wide you thought it split. Yet that gleam soon looked like that of a predator who finally caught his prey.Â
âMon chĂŠri, my heart weeps with joy, I cannot imagine a world without your brilliance shining. Avoir son cĹur est la plus grande rĂŠcompense.â
⼠Epel Felmier
Epel is a tough nut even if he looks cute. Heâd tease you mercilessly (Ace moment) on some days, while most he found himself complaining to you. Vil would work him tirelessly, and he can handle tough work! Youâd sneak him candy or some jerky (that was more manly than candy). He found himself always trying to impress you, whether it be carrying something heavy or showing you his grades (he improved from last time okay). He loved how you complimented his strength or his intelligence, but deep down he was scared you saw him as a cute prim boy that Vil was trying to turn him into. If anyone tried anything with you heâs the one youâd go to, making his chest puff in confidence. Of course heâs trying to not fight so Vil wonât punish him, but a stern talking too wasnât out of the picture. You both were relaxing under a tree. You mindlessly watched Epel as he carved an apple, handing you pieces when they were cut perfectly. Another one who canât handle it when you say it. Eyes wide, shoulders hunched, face matching the apple he was holding.Â
âYa c-canât jusâ s-say that! Y-you tryna k-kill me? âTch, youâre lucky I like ya too.â
⼠Idia Shroud
Heâs such a simp. Some days he can barely squeak out a word to you, hiding himself in the comfort of his hoodie, others heâs flexing on you about just how much more he knows about a game than you. When heâs feeling extra generous (trying to get yâalls intimacy meter up to max) heâll buy you the fancy currency in your favorite gacha game, go on, do as many ten pulls as it takes to get your favorite character up to max level. His favorite moments are when you both are watching an anime together, in the same bedâŚit makes his heart explode just thinking about it (dudes on the opposite side of the bed đ). What makes him care for you even more is how you interact with Ortho. You two are his favorite people and seeing how well you both get along just further warms his heart. When you muttered those words to him, he literally screamed. Hoodie up, hiding under his blankets, his hair the brightest pink itâs ever been. He felt light headed and he was sure if he opened his eyes his vision would be spotty.
âG-gah! Your charm is maxed out! Itâs n-not fair that you had the special dialogue to insta kill me.â
⼠Ortho Shroud (platonic only obvs)
He is just a little ray of sunshine. Heâs the reason why you got so close to Idia in the first place. Heâs always on the hunt for any potential friends for him and his brother. You were always sweet to him, doting on him and calling him cute. Ortho honestly thought of you as another sibling (might as well be with how much you hype him up). Ortho would always try to accompany you if he had time, always âhintingâ at you to visit his brother (bro is not hinting, straight up just asking). He felt his cpu warm as he processed his happy feelings at watching you and his brother get along, as well as when you always brought Ortho over to join you both. It didnât take long for you to tell Ortho you loved him, I mean he was just so adorable!
âIâm so happy! I love you too!â
⼠Malleus Draconia
I hope you're ready to become a royal beside him. He shows he cares with grand gestures (which Lila helps make them smaller gestures). Malleus is used to people fearing him, and the fact that you didnât? Man was gobsmacked. He shared his interests with you, and you shared yours with him. He would research anything you said that he didnât understand (it was even better if you were the one teaching him). If you thought your affection was spilling over, Malleusâ was flooding. It turned into him giving you fine jewelry, clothing, flowers, food, you want it, it's yours. He cared for you greatly, and he was unsure how else to show his affection. You gave him a hug? Heâd hug you now as a greeting. One time you booped his nose and he went cross eyed following your finger. Youâd almost spilled your guts then (Iâm surprised you didnât cus that shitâs adorable). You always confused him with your cute forms of affection, but he wouldnât have it any other way. It seemed impossible for you to keep in your love any longer on a bright, moonlit night. As you stared into the night sky, you spilled those three little words that unknowingly sealed your fate. Malleus felt his heart be set aflame, eyes taking you in. It was then that he finally thought of a perfect ring for you.Â
âI love you as well, child of man. More than you could ever imagine.â
⼠Lilia Vanrouge
As silly and carefree as he was, Lilia wasnât ready to love again. He had his family, and that was all he cared for. So when he found himself messing with you more, missing when you werenât around, wanting to cook for you (rip #3), he felt scared. Love never went well for him, it was almost like he was cursed, and those he cared for were ripped away from him. Yet you were so sweet, trying his food and trying to give him pointers on how he could improve. The cute scared face you made when he popped out of nowhere. Gosh you made it so easy to love, it was honestly unfair. He was supposed to be the cute one! You canât go stealing his title! You also found it a struggle to love Lilia. You knew he was older than time itself (đ), and honestly you felt a bit weird for falling for him. I mean, you were so much younger, and he was a fae. It just seemed like a lot, so you kept your feelings to yourself. That was until one night, Lilia was tucking you in since you fell asleep on him, and you muttered those cursed words as you drifted off. He actually avoided you for a few weeks after that, and you felt embarrassed that you slipped. It wasnât until he could no longer avoid you, missing you too much and having thought it through enough.
âI hope you understand the weight of your words, after all, us fae stay with our partner for life.â
⼠Silver Vanrouge
He is so easy to get along with. Heâs always looking out for you, offering you snacks when you're hungry and handing you water when you havenât drank any yet. While he does find himself dozing off a lot, he appreciates when you try to poke him awake or go over the material he slept through. No one even questions your status, they just assume you're together with how lovey dovey you both act. Heâs fallen asleep on your shoulder more times than he can count, his soft hair tickling your neck. Heâd apologize when waking up, but you were too entranced by not only his beauty but the cute animals that now surrounded you both. Not to mention the way your heart would pitter patter as he would promise to defend you, his shining eyes showing complete seriousness. You had whispered your love for him when he was sleeping, gently playing with his hair. You thought he wouldnât hear, but boy were you wrong. His soft eyes blinked open sleepily, a small smile tugging at his lips.
âAm I dreaming? I hope Iâm not, because I love you too.â
⼠Sebek Zigvolt
Another tsundere ass. He gets overwhelmed by his feelings for you so often Iâm surprised your eardrums arenât permanently damaged from his constant yelling. It was confusing for him because the only other person he felt a somewhat similar feeling towards was Malleus Draconia, and you were nowhere near the level of the future king of Briar Valley. Heâd take his strange feelings out on you, inadvertently pushing you away. Thank the sevens for Lilia (or not) because the bat fae would always have something to say about Sebek when heâd see you. âHave you heard of how brave Sebek was?â âHave you seen how cute he is when his face turns red?â Thankfully, Sebek got used to the pitter patter he felt when you smiled at him, no longer scolding you forâŚsmiling? Another one that you learn tends to project. Heâs degrading you for being human? Well heâs half human too, so he probably feels the same about himself more than you. Which causes you to try and compliment him moreâŚwhich leads to him shouting, cycle repeats. I hope you brought ear plugs, cus the moment you spilled your guts, the soft atmosphere turned harsh. His face lit up red as his shoulders rose to his ears, be prepared for a flustered, shouting croc.
âC-cease your tempting words human! I-I only have eyes for Waka-sama! I have no time for foolish endeavors that will ruin my position! W-wait, donât l-leave! I n-never said I didnât f-feel the s-same!â
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*NSFW* The mating habits of Yandere! Animal-Human Monsters
Yandere!Monster men who sometimes forget that their poor darling is a human and misinterprets their actions when it comes to mating. Short drabbles about yanderes trying to seduce their darlings, but the list gets progressively darker the further down you read.
*Warning* dub-con, non-con, yandere possessiveness, dead dove
Yandere!Crow Harpy who was a little disappointed when you refused to move out of your house. You didn't understand why the feathered man seemed so infatuated with you, but after a long while of him begging you to move in with him you agreed, only on the condition that he moved into your home. It wasn't a traditional harpy relationship, but he was ecstatic regardless, deciding that if he couldn't build a nest with you he could at least win your favor as a perfect mate by decorating it. It got on your nerves sometimes, coming home from work to find shiny bits of trash and feathers tucked into every nook and cranny of your home. Eventually the two of you created a list of acceptable "treasure" to bring home, and what you considered to be actual garbage. He spent weeks "decorating" your already furnished house, before one day pulling you into the living room where he had piled every blanket and pillow you owned into a makeshift nest on the floor. His smile was insecure, desperate for your approval as he wrapped you into his large wings, holding you tightly against his warm body before sinking down into the mass of fluffy objects. You could hear his heart hammering against his chest erratically as he gently began placing kisses against your collar.
"I wanted to help build a home with you, so it wasn't yours or mine, but ours. I pray that my attempts to prove I'll keep you and our future children comfortable impressed you..."
Yandere!Merman who couldn't help but feel awestruck by your beauty, often going on long rants about how much you inspire him. It was a chance encounter while you were studying abroad, and you grew emotionally attached to the beautiful man who sang you words of praise. Although he whined whenever you had to leave the beach, the bags under his eyes became deeper as the weeks went on, chronic exhaustion taking it's toll on the merman. Whenever you tried to convince him that his sleep was important, he would only give a dopey smile, responding cryptically about how his secret project was just as important as spending time with you, and that he would have time to sleep once it was all over. One day when you arrived on the beach he was already there, shaking with excitement and impatiently trying to drag you into the ocean before you could get on your snorkeling gear. Deep where the sun barely touched, a huge intricate mural was sculpted into the ocean floor. As your eyes widened in an attempt to take in just how massive the artwork was, following each perfectly symmetrical swirl, two strong arms snaked around your waist with a tired, yet content, sigh. He blew words into your ear that you were somehow able to understand despite the water, as he sunk with you into the middle of the circular masterpiece.
"You take my breath away every time we meet, and I wanted to do the same for you. Please say that, if you could, you would lie here in my arms forever.."
Yandere!Puppy-Hybrid who was always just a ball of energy, a hyperactive sweet heart who couldn't sit still when he was awake. Most of your days together, it was easy to forget that he could even have urges, with how innocent your relationship was, kisses and cuddles but nothing more. As a species who had mating cycles, although he would never tell you out loud, he was always waiting for you to go into heat. But it was taking so long! He did such a good job being a patient boy for you, you didn't even know why he was being so whiny lately, attributing his neediness to his attention seeking personality. But eventually, he took your phone to do some research. At first he was shocked, humans didn't have mating cycles?? How did you know when it was time to make a baby? Then he came across an amazing discovery. Ovulation. It took a couple of months, holding your belly to his face and breathing deeply for a couple of minutes each day, but he finally learned the subtle changes in your scent throughout your cycle. You had no idea what was going on, thinking he was just being extra goofy lately, until he refused to let go one day, tightening his grasp as his breathing turned into heavy pants, grinding your leg in between his.
"Ah.. you can't hide it from me.. I've been waiting for this for so long... Please don't say no..."
Yandere!Humanoid Spider who always did his best to never frighten you. Even when you first met, it was with him holding his hands up and pleading for you not to run away from him in a soothing voice. Despite the lower half of the creature you met in the forest being a giant spider, the top half was such a kind and handsome man that you quickly began to trust him, soon considering him to be a good friend. He was so thoughtful, always raising his hands as a show of surrender, whether he was approaching you from afar and didn't want to startle you or if you were jokingly fighting over something silly. Even amongst humans, he was the one you trusted the most. If you had known anything about spiders though, you would have been more on guard with his overt displays of feebleness, especially after he began telling you how beautiful you were. You didn't even fight back at first when he suddenly grabbed you from, until he bit into your neck. The kind man, no, the monster you thought you knew, wasted no time sliding your pants down as he still held your backside to his chest, chuckling into your shoulder.
"Ah, my stupid little human~ Were you just pretending to be that naive because you wanted me to take you? â¤ď¸"
Yandere!Naga who couldn't feel love in the same way that humans did. As a researcher working towards her doctorate specializing in Naga people and their many sub species, you were overjoyed to meet a small tribe of Naga men who were willing to allow you to enter their home and record their daily lives. There were so many types of Nagas loosely related to snake species still alive today, and they each had their own cultures, languages, and biology. Based on the coloration you couldn't tell what type these men were, but despite not being fluent in their language they were very kind to you. They seemed to have been in a period of mourning before you arrived, and lavished all their attention on you, babbling on in one sided conversations you could only understand a few words of here and there. One phrase they all stated was flattering only for the first few times they repeated it, but quickly became unnerving as they became more comfortable caressing your face and running their fingers through your hair. And when they pulled you into the center of a giant nest, taking turns thrusting their long tongues down your throat and running their hands over your body, trapping you in a pile of cold men staring deep into your soul with hungry eyes, you learned the species they were closest to.
"We need you... We need you..."
Yandere!Humanoid Scorpion who rescued you after a tourist attraction went arry, promising to protect you until you could be rescued. A strong, bulky man who enjoyed holding you (almost too tightly) in his arms whenever his peers came near. Everything was honestly lovely until in the black of night you were awoken by a strange chorus of sounds echoing outside the burrow the hybrids allowed you to sleep in. A blue light illuminated the large home, and as it noticed you finally woke, approached, revealing himself to be the scorpion man who rescued you, glowing with bioluminescence. Before you could ask what was happening, fear struck you like a bolt of lightening seeing a large, inhuman cock emerging from just below his human half. He lunged forward, and you threw up your hands in self defence. Your hands intertwined with his, fighting against him with all of your strength, but the harder you fought, the more excited he grew. You pushed and pulled, but he didn't loosen his hold on you. Eventually it seemed he had enough playing, and threw you effortlessly onto the bed. Tears streamed down your face at your helplessness, but this only widened his smile as he peeled the shirt off your sweaty body.
"There is no need to fear, my mate. As you can see, no one can match my strength. You and our brood shall be safe under my protection.."
Yandere!Humanoid Waterbug disgusted you, from the twitch of his antenna to the flirtatiousness of his voice. The moment you met him on the water of your lake house, there was no escape. Every time you left or returned back home he was effortlessly skating across the waters surface towards you, begging you to come closer. Although you did your best to ignore him, his loud cries for attention eventually wore you down. Maybe if you entertained him just this once he would leave you alone? You approached him calmly, but as soon as you were within reach he grasped your hands tightly, pulling you partially into the water. He spoke sickly sweet words of affection, chilling you more painfully than the cold morning lake water. You tried to turn him down politely, gently pulling at his grip. He pulled you into the water further, swiftly pushing the two of you away from the shore in one kick of his legs, his unamused gaze no longer holding the playful, flirty gleam it had before. One set of hands held yours tightly, while another pair grabbed your head shoving it without warning under the water. You struggled against his grasp, rapidly losing oxygen as you panicked, black spots filling your vision. But before you lost consciousnesses, he brought you back up, still staring into your eyes with cold fury as your lungs felt like they caught fire. He confessed his love again, but when you began sobbing he thrust you face forward into the water again with a painful smack, holding you down beneath him until stopped struggling. In the air once more, snot flowed and mixed freely with your tears as he aggressively smashed his face into yours, fishing out your tongue and biting it harshly.
"There's only one correct answer to my question, (Reader).. Be mine, or die. If I can't have you, then no one can."
Yandere!Marsupial Hybrid you never saw coming. Lost in the Australian outback, you cursed yourself and your impossibly terrible luck. Hybrids and monsters freely roaming the world were terrifying enough, but being in the land where even the greenery was planted by Satan himself? Your phone had lost it's signal about two hours ago, and your jeep died shortly after that. Trudging along by foot, you continuously felt eyes following your every step, and the fear that a giant spider or monster snake was stalking you made you cry for hours as you walked under the merciless sun. On top of the heat and new blisters forming on your soles, you had to use a restroom as well. Quickly surveying the tall bushes to make sure you weren't about to go next to one of Satan's previously mentioned bushes, you pulled down your shorts in discomfort. The feeling of eyes on you hadn't left since your vehicle randomly gave out despite being double checked before you left the city, but your bladder couldn't care at that moment. A rustle nearby ended your attempt to go before it started, pulling up your shorts so fast it hurt. A hybrid with round ears and a lung brown tail with white spots charged into you, knocking you down. His face was red and slick with tears and sweat, his eyes wide and frantic as he latched his sharp teeth into your neck with excitement. Everything was so fast, with his alternating between feverish rambling and biting into whatever part of your flesh he could reach as he tore off your clothes with a desperation you couldn't comprehend. Tears blended with your own as he kissed, licked and bit every piece of you as he fought your legs open, ignoring your screams of pain.
"You accepted me didn't you?! You knew I chose you! Ah, it hurts! Why'd you put your clothes back o-ah! I need you, I need you now!"
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Five and One
Summary: five times you were Lewis' comments and the one time he was in yours.
A/N: this is my first time doing a smau! I had so much fun making this. Enjoy lovelies đ
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Pushing Boundaries
Male Reader x Jennie
Tags: 23k, cheating, anal, creampie, oral, tw
The story is not ours; we simply alter the original story to our preferred settings.
Driving an Idol, Jennie Kim in this case, should have been a great job; after all you got to spend time with her in close company every day, to check her out and take in her gorgeous figure with every sly and secret glance at her. It was simply a perk of the job, what was at times a very long and tedious job despite the company you kept.
On this particular job things had been generally running smoothly though you were out in the middle of nowhere so the drives were long and the place to stay was nothing special. It was a nicer motel than the average schmuck might get sure but it still wasnât the same as a nice hotel in a city, not that you often got a chance to stay there. Being âjust a driverâ meant you was often given basic budget digs and simply had to drop off your charge at a posh hotel, but that was part of the gig. Right now however you are in a simple motel and so were the star of the stage, meaning all you had to do was drive one place to another and nobody got anything better than anyone else.
Things had been good but were starting to unravel; the production was getting behind schedule, reshoots were constant now it seemed and you had to wait until much later than normal to complete your duties. Everything seemed to be going wrong and today was no exception as Jennie, expecting to finish her shooting and head back to the motel and a much desired shower, had been dressed down by the ever-more-angry director and ordered to reshoot several scenes because her work had been âutter shit and lazy, diva bullshitâ to quote him directly. Jennie had got into a huge, storming argument with him over her alleged âlacklustre workâ that had meant sheâd screamed her voice hoarse and ended with tears streaming down her face to help ruin her make-up as well.
Of course you didnât know any of this, you only noticed her face of thunder as she stormed up to the car three hours late, having had to calm down and be retouched by the cosmetic team before reshooting all the shots the director wanted, evidently making a point in putting Jennie in her place in front of the rest of the crew. She was seriously pissed as she wrenched the door open, straining it against the check strap before it almost bounced back on her, muttering and cursing under her breath as she threw herself into the seat beside you and slammed the door shut. She was in a seriously bad mood, youâd never seen her like that and just kept your distance as the Idol threw her bag down and didnât even look at you.
âDrive, fucking drive,â she muttered intently.
âNo problem,â you said quietly and started the car, pulling it into drive and setting off, wasting no time and letting the engine roar despite it being cold. Who cared, it wasnât your car.
âFucking asshole,â she muttered, seething with unexpressed rage as it ran over and over in her mind. You just kept quiet as she mumbled to herself and focused on driving, not wanting to get caught in the tornado of her mood. It didnât seem to matter though and she just went off about it, venting on him and drawing you into it given you had no way to escape.
âWhat a load of bullshit, he just doesnât fucking like me!â she snapped, to him but also herself as much as anything. You just looked ahead and murmured non-committally, not really having anything to add given you had no clue about the situation...though you knew Jennie; she was a hard worker and dedicated herself to her projects, you knew that much, but she did come across as a bit of a diva at times and you figured this was one of those moments.
âHe was just picking on me! Picking me out, trying to make himself look big or something,â she babbled, looking across to you repeatedly as she animatedly ranted, waving her hands as she let her rage just pour out as she tried to elicit a response from you.
âThatâs bullshit,â you murmured, knowing from your experience with woman that she was really on one and there was no point getting involved if you could help it. Telling her to relax or calm down would only turn her ire on you, and you really didnât want that.
âAll those fucking reshoots, Aish, what time is it even?â she said, looking round for the car clock and seeing it was nearly eight in the evening already.
âNearly three hours, three hours of pointless do-overs,â she rambled.
âWell, itâs done now, letâs just get back to the motel,â you offered, pressing the accelerator just a bit harder to speed things up.
âOh yeah great, a drive back for an hour to a crappy little motel with a bad shower!â she snapped.
âCompany could be worse though,â you quipped, trying to lighten the mood with a glance across to her for the first time. All she had for you was an icy stare, not remotely in the mood to cheer up.
âYeah, could be better though,â she said off-handedly, looking back out the window as she dismissed you. It stung, you had to admit; your relationship with her was pretty close, you both got along well and usually had fun driving to and from the set every day despite the length of the journey. She was usually fun and a bit flirty with you, playing a good bit of back and forth despite the ring on her finger and being honest it really knocked you back a bit with her being such a bitch when youâd never done anything bad to her.
âFeel free to walk,â you retorted, hot headed, just giving your blunt response in that moment. It could cost you the job if she decided to continue being a bitch and have you fired, but you didnât care just then.
âOh you got an attitude too now?â she snapped, looking back at you. You simply remained focused on the road and didnât rise to it; you didnât want getting into an argument with Jennie Kim no matter how much she wanted it and just kept your mouth shut.
âI donât need this shit, off anybody. Iâm running a major company and I know whatâs up. All these projects Iâve been doing lately as well, I donât need to come onto a shitty project like this and get talked down to by some jumped up director who wants to get him rocks off pretending heâs better than me,â she ranted, getting into it again and just winding herself up like a clockwork monkey, ready to bang her drums and make lots of noise for a short while.
âRight,â you said, again trying to distance yourself from it all with a roll of your eyes as you heard her start talking about another projects. You didnât want to hear her media-approved schpiel about it all in some effort to convince you, youâd heard that before.
âCan your attitude. Youâre no better either,â she snapped, turning on you quite literally and leaning over the center console towards you.
âWhat?â you replied, basically blurted out, caught out by her accusation.
âYeah, think I donât notice you looking at my ass? I saw you checking out my ass as I got in the car when you thought I wasnât looking. I know my underwear was riding up, bet you like that donât you?â she accused, narrowing her eyes as she stared at you with pure malice for a moment.
âWell...I...â you struggled, knowing you were busted as your heart rate rushed, body momentarily panicking as you realised sheâd noticed you checking her out.
âYeah you thought you got away with that, taking a look at my ass every time I got out of your car. This is what Iâm talking about, I thought you were a good guy and then I see you doing that every day. What the fuck man,â she said, giving a shake of her head and looking out the window again.
âI thought we had a relationship more than that now,â she added, giving you no time to respond as she kept on at it, eluding to the fact you both been riding together for weeks now. In fact, the reason she sat up front was because she didnât want to be in the back like your task required, she wanted to chat with you and have fun so despite the large vehicle she sat in the front seat next to you and talked with you on every ride.
âBut you just look at me like a piece of meat, someone youâd like to fuck huh?â she said, goading you, giving you the come-on as she looked for more of a fight. You had no idea why she was insistent that it should be you -- perhaps you were just the next guy sheâd run into that was below her that she could take it out on.
âWould you rather I didnât want to fuck you?â you asked after a pause, raising an eyebrow at her. Surely she would prefer to be desired than ignored.
âI....hey fuck that, alright? Thatâs bullshit. Even if I did want that it doesnât mean you should be checking what panties I have on every fucking day,â she snapped, momentarily caught off balance but responding with further bile.
âWell thatâs how it is, I guess. Iâm gonna look, you got me,â you replied with a nonchalant shrug, not caring now given she was clearly just going off and whatever you said didnât matter a fuck.
âFucking perv,â she scolded, giving you a look that you assumed was meant to be mean but just came off as a bit silly, too try-hard.
âYou shouldnât be looking at my ass like that, thatâs not cool, Iâm not some fuck doll for you to fantasize about,â she added. You rolled your eyes again, pressing the accelerator harder, intending to get this drive done as fast as possible and drop Jennie Kim, the bitch, off at the motel before finding a drink.
âAnd Iâm your boss,â she said, looking across to you slyly, the implication clear...though she went on to expand in her somewhat vicious intent. You wanted to ignore it, just let it go but she was pushing and your hands were tightening hard on the steering wheel. Your knuckles were white from tension, movements jerky as you restrained yourself from reacting to her bullshit diva behaviour; it wasnât your fault her director thought she wasnât pulling her weight and had had at her but she was unloading it aggressively on you and something had to give.
âAnd I can get you fired, I donât have to put up with this shit,â she said, narrowing her eyes as she stared at you.
âFine,â you said, trying to hold back your temper that sheâd bubbled up now; you had a temper, you wouldnât deny that, but you kept cool and controlled especially with your job on the line but right now she was winding you up and you were struggling not to just let it go and tell her to shove this job straight up her tight, toned ass.
âAnd fucking slow down! Are you trying to kill us?â she exclaimed, seeing the speedo nudging 97mph as you aimed to get back to the motel as fast as possible. Jennie squealed and lurched forwards towards the dashboard as you stamped on the brakes, the car diving suddenly as you decelerated and throwing her forwards which she noticed immediately as she hadnât fastened her seatbelt in her anger.
âAish!â she cried out, catching herself and fumbling around as you spotted a good place to pull of the road and pulled the car onto it, tyres sliding in the dust as you skidded to a halt and lurched back, a cloud blowing all around as she sat back up.
âWhat the fuck?!â she asked hurriedly, pushing her hair back from her face.
âJust shut the fuck up, would you? Give me a break!â you snapped sharply, loudly, leaning close to her face as you said it. Jennie recoiled in shock, eyes widening as you suddenly spoke to her so bluntly.
âFuck you, I own you!â she shot back, finding her nerve again, getting the fight she seemingly wanted after all.
âFuck you, you donât own me,â you shouted, then reached out to grab her, making her squeal as you manhandled her between the seats and threw her into the back of the car, where she usually rode up front with you. Jennie tumbled untidily into the rear seats, her ass giving a gorgeous glimpse as you threw her into the back before she collapsed onto the leather bench seat.
âOh big man huh, gonna just get rid of me?â she said, pushing her hair back and pushing up on her elbow as she waited for your response.
âJust fucking can it, Jennie,â you snapped.
âOh big man, gonna throw a woman around. What, you gonna come back here and fuck me as well are you?â she replied, the challenge clear in her tone.
âMaybe I should,â you said quietly, meaningfully. Jennie paused momentarily, not quite expecting your response and thinking it over for a split second before she replied.
âOh really? Fine maybe you should,â she said, unable to back down, her ego too big to retreated.
âOh yeah?â you answered, looking at her in the rear view mirror, seeing her eyes, those big, honest eyes that told you everything you needed to know: she was serious.
âYeah fine, go on, fuck me. Why donât you show me what youâve got tough guy,â she said, no question or doubt in it, just a statement - an invitation.
âFine,â you responded curtly and shoved the door open, getting out as Jennieâs heart raced, breathing fast as you stepped round and opened the back to get in with her as she immediately made space for you. Sheâd wound you up relentlessly and she knew sheâd done it on purpose but she wasnât sure her end goal with it all; you didnât deserve it at all, none of her irritation was your fault, but she also knew she was desperately horny having been away from her fiancĂŠ for weeks and frankly this was the best possible outcome...as long as you kept your mouth shut.
You jumped in with her and locked the doors, wasting no more words on her as you seize the opportunity sheâd presented you, grasping it with both hands as most men would. Jennie looked at you like a deer in the headlights for a moment before you grabbed hold of her, throwing her over on her tummy and shoving her towards the window, up into a doggystyle position as her forehead bumped the cold glass. You were strong and dominant, taking full physical control of her as you hauled her into position and then grabbed her trousers in readiness.
âGonna finally fuck me now huh? Everything you wanted? I bet youâve dreamed of this as you stared at my ass,â she goaded, finding her attitude again for a moment as she made no protest of what you were about to do and actually arched her back, sticking her ass out and letting her pussy bulge between her legs to invite you to get on with it.
She was hungry for it, waiting for the moment your cock slid into her; she knew she was going to shake as you did it which would give her away, that she loved it from the second you started fucking her but right now she didnât care -- she needed to get fucked, and was sure sheâd wound you up enough where you would. She needed it badly.
âShut the fuck up,â you said simply, a straightforward command to the Idol as you grabbed her leggings and yanked them, and her thong, down her thighs to just above her knees, revealing her stubbly, half-shaved pussy and tight ass. Jennie shifted on the seat to get herself stable as you undid your trousers and released yourself as she imagined you standing up iron-hard for her, ready to split her in two. She didnât have to wait long, mere seconds, for her question to be answered as you grabbed your rock hard cock and aimed it down to her hot, wet lips as your other hand grabbed her waist to constrain her, not that she needed it as you guided your cock to her opening.
Jennie cried out loudly in pleasure and pain as you suddenly plunged into her, wasting no time and doing exactly what sheâd invited -- fucking her. You drove yourself into her hard as your silky body yielded to, and the clenches of her muscles did nothing to deter you as you slammed full depth inside her and shoved your hips into her ass as she cried out and grunted deeply, soulfully as you buried your cock totally inside her. Her pussy clenched hard and she shuddered in sensation, pain giving a sudden twinge but giving way to immediate pleasure at a cock being inside her for the first time in weeks, bumping against her cervix as it filled her completely.
She shuddered intently and knew the game was up, as sheâd suspected her body had completely given away her excitement and arousal at this fuck and she was sure her wet pussy did little to dispel that. Your hand dug into her waist and pulled back at her hip as your other hand swiftly grabbed a handful of her dark hair, fingers twisting into her hair and pulling back at her head as she gasped. You wasted no time at all in fucking her, burying your cock into her initially then yanking back to get straight into a quick, hard rhythm; your pace was intense and full of frustration, rage even as you held her lithe bodily tightly and started absolutely fucking her hard and fast. You wasted no energy or motion, jamming her head into the window as she gasped and breathed hard, fogging up the glass as she looked out towards the road while you pounded into her from behind.
âThis what you wanted is it?â you asked as you held on tight and fucked her, really fucked her, pounding hard and fast with short strokes that always hit full depth as you slammed yourself against her ass. You barely registered that you were fucking Jennie Kim of all people, your boss, the famous idol, just relishing the feel of her sweet, hot pussy clenching and squeezing around your cock as she absolutely loved your pounding into her from behind.
âUh huh...â was all she could murmur, unable to lie as the pleasure washed over her, relief of finally getting fucked and so, so hard as you took out all your anger on your bitchy boss. You smiled as you continued, trying to find more pace and power, more energy, more aggression, more anger to let out on your evidently slutty boss who was quite happy to let you fuck her.
âGood, you fucking whore,â you said, adding to it as Jennie just groaned in pleasure as your rock hard cock slammed in and out of her, your hips jamming into her toned ass, making a gratuitous slapping sound as you cranked her back, pulling her hair harder as your intensity ramped up. It hurt, the burn in her scalp searing but she didnât give a fuck, she was just loving it so much sheâd frankly let you do anything you wanted with her as you pounded on her pussy and tingled her G-spot to drive her towards orgasm. You somehow knew what she needed and pushed up to lean over her more and push down against the sensitive spot at the front of her pussy
âOh fuck,â she muttered under her breath as her cheek shoved against the glass, feeling your cock brutally push down against her vaginal wall, stimulating her perfectly, her arousal just too much as she felt her typically pre-orgasmic tremble shudder through her body. She was momentarily distracted as a truck suddenly went past, slower than it should, before heard the horn blare; youâd been spotted, seeing them pulled over and then her face jammed against the window with her eyes practically rolling as she gasped hungrily for more. Jennie just hoped she hadnât been recognized as it disappeared down the road, focusing on to the sensations of your pounding against her ass once more and realizing she was ready to pop.
Itâd taken no time at all; she was so horny and desperately in need of a good, thick cock inside her like she had right now that her body just responded to it, primally pushing all thoughts of her cheating from her mind as she shoved back into you as best she could. She needed every millimeter of your cock inside her and drove her pelvis back to maximize your penetration as she arched her back, your hand digging into her, face still shoved against the cold, sweaty glass as you pounded on her. The fact youâd clearly wanted to do this for so long only made it hotter, the way youâd just suddenly turned on her and fucked her, at her encouragement mind, taking her to task and now letting out every bit of frustration and want for her as you pounded her harder than sheâd been fucked in years.
âFuck me, god fuck me,â Jennie gasped, not caring that you knew she loved it now as you continued to smash her. Your hips slammed against her ass in a motion that must have been a blur, slapping noisily against her as your pulsing, twitching cock plunged into her again and again. Your shoves against her G-spot and the sustained way you were driving almost against her cervix had only cranked her orgasm up and up and with a sudden shudder it gave way as she came -- hard. She shook and opened her eyes, grunting hard as she climax washed over her rapidly, gazing through the misted winded onto the empty surroundings as her breath caught and stuttered into fast, struggling gasps through her noises.
You smile as you continued to pump yourself into her with all your might, loving how snug and wet her pussy was wrapped around your cock, loving how she shook and just begged for you to take her. Watching her come was a satisfying reward, loving that youâd made the gorgeous Idol peak in two minutes, unable to help herself as she whined in pleasure and dug her nails into the seat cushion. You pounded on her hard as she slowed down and quaked more deeply in culmination of her orgasm, the immense pleasure fading to leave her fragile and sensitive, fumbling to pull away from you.
âSlow down,â she breathed, barely a mumble through gasps for air, trying to recover as her forehead prickled with sweat. She tried to ask for it even as she knew you wouldnât slow down, knowing she was your little toy right now and you were running the show whether she liked it or not. In fact, she loved it and even as she trembled in overwhelmed sensations, your thick cock ploughing her sweet pussy harder and faster than ever given how wet she was. There was no mercy, no break, no pause in your fucking, just slamming yourself into her as she struggled to take it though it only turned her on more than ever -- her fiancĂŠ never fucked her like this any more.
She grunted and groaned through it as you pummeled her ass with your hips, your thick cock straining and pulsing inside her, feeling harder than ever as you pursued your own orgasm. Her hot, clenching pussy had only helped to accelerate your climax and now you starting to bubble, the thought of finally fucking Jennie Kim getting to you. Jennie herself just moaned and mumbled tiredly in pleasure and a cocktail of stimulation as your thick shaft drove into her again and again, though you could feel her deliberately squeezing and clamping down on you with her vaginal muscles, aiming to maximize your ride and make her pussy the tightest she could.
âFuck,â you grunted, your first exclamation that told Jennie you were enjoying her as much as she enjoyed you, her body so hot and tight, hands digging into her, loving how she responded to the rough treatment as you fucked her hard and fast with little focus on her own pleasure. Her orgasm said everything you needed to know about her love it and now it was time for your own, the tingle youâd been holding back growing into a deep, intense release that was waiting to burst forth. With no reason to now hold it back and her ass still shoving back into her cock as she worked to please you, you just picked up your efforts, somehow finding a bit more pace to smash yourself into her in the shortest, hardest strokes you could manage as she whined in pleasure.
âDonât come inside me,â she breathed, urging you to pull out as she felt you strain and twitch, knowing you was on the brink and holding back for a final few intense, hard, body-shaking thrusts into her to slam her against the window. Instead she grunted as your hand dug into her waist and you shoved her face hard against the glass, smearing her lipstick onto it as she gave a muffled complaint while you jammed yourself as deep as possible.
âIâm come wherever I fucking feel like,â you said in a near growl, making her tremble in excitement, unable to deny how much she loved being fucked like this, totally dominated and owned as your thrusts immediately picked up the pace again. It was an overwhelming, eye-rolling moment of discovery as she was reminded what it was like to get properly fucked as you absolutely unloaded every bit of energy you had and stroked your cock into her with short, rapid pumps until you gave a final stiffen, a few last strokes and slammed hard into her to get full depth before your cock jerked and spurted deep inside to unload yourself against her cervix.
âOh fuck...â she breathed as she felt your hot cum burst into her, spilling at the entrance to her womb; even though sheâd asked you not to she wasnât the least surprised youâd blown it inside her, choosing the most enjoyable method and leaving it up to her to deal with. It was hotter that youâd deliberately ignored her and done exactly what sheâd asked you not to, just dismissing her and dominating her to the last as your balls tightened and you exploded inside her with short, hard gasps. You squeezed and clenched your muscles hard to urge every last drop of your cum into the pretty idol, giving in to the extreme pleasure of it all and letting it shudder through you, relishing the moment as you emptied your balls inside Jennie Kim. Itâd been weeks since youâd had a chance to get any relief yourself and to finally get that with her of all people was a dream come true.
âFuck that was good,â you breathed, squeezing a couple of more times as you just rested inside her, letting yourself have every chance before you slipped back out of her easily and turned to sit down on the seat.
âYeah, exactly what I needed,â she breathed honestly, sinking into the seat but not looking back at you, embarrassed with herself and how much sheâd enjoyed it. Sheâd given you the come on though and knew it was entirely her doing so she could hardly complain.
âGood,â you replied simply, pulling your trousers up and pushing the door open, Jennie inhaling as the breeze blew in over her bare ass and dropping to the seat now as you slammed the door and then momentarily slipped back into the driverâs seat. Jennie just rolled over and clumsily fumbled her yoga pants and thong back up, tugging them awkwardly over herself as she covered herself after the roughest, and most exciting, fuck sheâd had for years. She felt exhausted, slumping into the back seat and letting it take over her, the tension falling off her like a coat in the aftermath as you started the engine and pulled away from the side of the road. Jennie looked up and your eyes met in the rear view mirror, a look that said everything -- you had everything she needed right then, and you was going to give it to her.
âYouâre coming back with me,â you said quietly, commandingly.
âYeah well, of course, same motel and all,â she proffered, trying to break the topic as if she didnât know what you meant. She of course wasnât stupid and knew exactly what you were saying.
âDonât be stupid, Jennie,â you said with another look in the mirror, âIâve got exactly what you need.â
âSo speed up and give it to me, donât make me wait,â she replied after a pause, longer than it should have been as she tried to think of a way to counter that. She didnât have one and agreed that frankly you did have what she needed, and wanted, for the night so fuck it, she might as well just encourage it. She hardly had to wait as she heard the engine roar and the car surged forward, sinking into the seats and relaxing as she recovered, feeling both immensely satisfied by her climax and horny again already, knowing she was going towards a night of being fucked her without an ounce of control.
She fumbled around and got her phone out, looking through it as you focused on driving back as the light of the day failed and faded, sun sinking below the horizon now to bath the road in twilight. Jennie kind of enjoyed being your passenger again, riding in the back even if it was after youâd forcibly thrown her there and then fucked her. Fucked her harder than sheâd ever imagined you would, and bought yourself a ticket to her for the rest of the night.
In what seemed like no time at all thanks to touching triple figures on the speedo you pulled up at the motel, guiding the luxury sedan into the entrance and parking up in easy reach of the front door. Few people were there at the bar except for the staff crew, and many of them hadnât returned yet. You pulled up and stopped the car, getting out to open the rear door for her and usher her out towards the entrance of the motel like a proper guest. You saw her into the place then once they were away from the main foyer you grasped her hand and pulled her along, directing her towards your room as you made sure she couldnât change her mind. She had no intention and let you pull her towards her night of adventure, unlocking your door easily and pulling her inside.
âSmaller than yours I assume,â you said with a smile, gesturing around; it was smaller than hers but not by as much as youâd think as her room at this place wasnât exactly majestic, it was just a small motel in the middle of nowhere. It really was the middle of goddamn nowhere, which was why she was here in the first place, ready to get fucked even though sheâd never had imagined sheâd do this. It wasnât her at all, she was faithful. Not any more though she figured, but despite that she wasnât going to be a pushover and wanted to get some control back, to drive what happened and not let you treat her like a total fucktoy as was clearly your intent. Her body hadnât given you any idea she wanted anything different mind.
âLook, Iâll stay the night and all, you got me alright,â she said as you threw your jacket down, looking up to her.
âWeâll hook up but itâs not like that,â she said, trying to wrestle back control of the whole situation somewhat.
âNot like what?â you questioned.
âThat,â she said pointedly, raising her eyebrows, âlike what just happened. Iâm not your little fuckdoll for the night or something, Iâm still your boss.â
âYeah right,â you said with a short laugh, looking her up and down, amused by her faux indignation and attempt to boss you about.
âIâm serious, I donât...â she started but was immediately cut off by you surging toward her to stand face-to-face with her, towering over her, making her suddenly feel small and powerless before you.
âShut the fuck up, Jennie,â you said coolly, calmly...dominantly. She felt a tremble run through her and instantly wanted to submit, to let you take charge of her even if consciously she felt she shouldnât.
âIâm in charge here,â you said, reaching out and firmly squeezing her breast through her baggy top, making her murmur then squeak as you were particularly rough with her.
âAnd youâre going to do exactly what youâre told tonight, just like you want to. Youâre gonna be my perfect little obedient fuckdoll for the night, you really are,â you said deeply, so cool and calm with her. Jennie took a deep breath, realizing her heart was racing, pounding in her chest as you just totally owned her leaving her unable to reply. She simply didnât know what to say or do.
âNow take your clothes off,â you ordered, stepping away from her to pull your own shirt off.
âAll of them?â she blurted out, even though she knew the answer, scolding herself for even asking.
âYes, Jennie, all of your clothes. What else do you think Iâd want,â you replied, stripping yourself and leaving her to catch up as she took a breath and set about peeling her clothes off. It took her only a few moments to throw off her casual hoodie and top, easily unclipping her comfortable, unsexy bra and then shoving her yoga pants down again and this time off her feet to leave herself standing naked before you as she awaited instructions. Her dignity and any semblance of fight had left her completely and now sheâd resigned herself to being exactly what you wanted her to be -- your fuckdoll. And she was sure she was going to love it.
âVery nice,â you said, glancing up her lithe, toned body, her workout regime paying off handsomely as she stood before you like a treat. She was slender, abs defined, a lovely thigh gap and her pussy was shaved into a nice landing strip, though she hadnât kept up with it for a couple of days and stubble prickled her skin.
âThanks,â she replied shyly, stupidly given what had already done. She was just waiting for you to lead her, which you did.
âLetâs take a shower,â you said, walking to the bathroom without a backwards glance. You just knew she would follow you and your trust that she would infuriated her, made her bossy attitude burn; she was literally your boss and could have you fired any time she wanted, but here she was in your room letting you order her about like someone youâd paid for. And what made it worse for her was she was giving into it, just feeling helplessly commanded by you and wanting to submit. Sheâd never been treated like this in the bedroom and couldnât help herself, almost wanting to see where it went as much as anything else as she followed you into the bathroom.
The shower was already running with you standing under the hot cascade of water, washing down as she walked into the bathroom. You looked up to her right at the moment when she shivered, feeling your load of cum sinking down under gravity and threatening to leak out of her. You smiled and held out a hand to encourage her in, a hand that Jennie took slowly, letting herself be led into the shower and a night of exploration. She knew thatâd been her last possible chance to leave but realistically sheâd never even considered it -- if she was going to be pissed off and regret this, she wanted to see it to the end so she could properly complain about it, like watching a bad movie and refusing to walk out.
âOhh,â she shivered as you pulled her under the hot spray, the night not cold but having been feeling a little chill without her clothes, the warmth of the shower tingling her perfectly. You pulled her into your arms beneath the tumbling water and finally fixed her with a kiss, pressing your lips to her firm, full pout. Tongues immediately entwined and found a perfect rhythm, mixing easily, so much better than sheâd ever expected with a first kiss as you leaned down into her under the spray as she pressed her naked body to yours. She could already feel your erection pushing up into her tummy as your lust for her made itself evident, which she guessed she couldnât really complain about as you felt her stiff nipples push into her body as her lovely breasts squashed between them.
âMm someoneâs ready,â she murmured with a smile as she felt your cock grow to full hardness as your hands slid down her back and squeezed her tight ass.
âYeah, so donât hesitate,â you murmured, kissing down her neck as she leaned back and sighed in pleasure, body tingling. She loved having her neck kissed and arousal spread through her like a wave, spurring her hand to fumble between them and wrap her slender fingers around your hard cock. It gave her a chance to properly explore and assess it given previously it was only being thumped into her cunt hard and fast from behind. Her hand stroked slowly up and down as you kissed her again, the hot water splashing down over while your own hands squeezed her ass, fingers teasing over her tightest hole before moving up to squeeze at her tits, your large hands easily encompassing her fairly petite chest, thumbing at her nipples carefully to stimulate the hard points.
You both didnât speak, not needing to, satisfied at finally getting your hands on Jennie Kim, the woman youâd been driving to every day and who was in essence your boss. She was just lost to the pleasure of somebody finally getting their hands on her, the physical relief of it something she hadnât realized sheâd needed until now, loving the feel of your hands sliding and groping over her body, taking in every womanly curve of her, making her feel wanted and desired, lusted for, like a woman.
You reached out and grabbed shower gel from the shelf on the wall, liberally spreading it into your hands before soaping her up, spreading it over her shoulders and down her back to her ass. She just murmured as you spread her ass and reached down into every crevice of her body, pulling back from her to soap over her front. You spent plenty of time on her tits and enjoyed every bounce and squeeze of her as you spread the soap over her before lathering down her body, taking in her slender waist and the curve of her hips, her lovely strip of pubic hair and toned legs. She was quite taken by the way you showed her respect as you soaped her up and then turned her into the shower to rinse her down, loving the way the soap just seemed to peel down her body towards her feet over her lightly tanned skin.
Jennie murmured in pleasure as she just loved the intimacy of a shower with you, loving the attention you were giving her after too long without it. Your hands on her were a delight, sliding over her soapy body and taking in every womanly curve of her figure as you did, knowing exactly what you were doing with her. Jennie wondered how sheâd completely overlooked you as your skill was evident and the thick cock she still had her hand wrapped around was a perfect fit. Oh sure sheâd randomly contemplated doing it, she did with many men, but sheâd never been serious about giving you a shot and realized sheâd probably missed out. You had her now though and she was very sure you were going to give her everything you could; youâd already fucked her as though it was your only chance with her and she was sure things would only follow suit.
âKneel down,â you said, only proving her right as she looked up into your eyes and then locked lips with you again, tongues fighting before she broke away and sank down in the shower with your hard cock throbbing right in front of her face. Assuming you wanted a blowjob she wasted no time in sucking you off, stroking and then immediately engulfing your cock in blissful liquid heat as her tongue assaulted. You groaned in pleasure and pulled your hand into her hair to encourage her as your cock swelled in her mouth, flexing and straining as you shivered at the incredible sensations of her velvet touch, feeling her suck firmly as she started bobbing her head.
Jennie rather enjoyed sucking cock and knew it always made men happy, loving the way they just melted to her touch as she set about devouring them, pushing them into her throat to let them feel her yield and stretch, shudder at her suck and tremble at her tongue. And as much as you loved that, intent on enjoying it fully, it wasnât what youâd shoved her down for her and managed to refrain from getting lost in it totally as you reached out to squeeze some more shower gel into your hand and lather them together.
âStop, Jennie, stop,â you reluctantly asked, pulling back a little to let your cock slip out of her mouth as she rocked back onto her heels and looked up at you. It was a perfect scene; the lovely Jennie Kim knelt before you, your hard cock pulsing moments from her mouth, her big eyes staring up to you in total obedience as the water splashed down.
âThis is what I want,â you said firmly, your dominant tone directing her effortlessly as you reached down with both hands to soap and squeeze her firm tits in readiness before grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her up onto her knees. She cried out slightly as you yanked her up, pulling her to her tallest position as your other hand guided your cock to press it against her chest between her firm B-cups, the implication clear.
âWow ok Iâve never really done this much,â she conceded, since her more humble chest wasnât something many men seemed to focus on.
âI donât care, grab them,â you ordered and with that Jennie did exactly what she was told and pushed her hands up under the sides of her tits to squeeze them together around your cock. She didnât really know what she was doing but figured it would work just fine as she looked down to see her petite boobs squeeze up around your cock, feminine flesh engulfing your manhood with the soap concealing her nipples. Your hands went to her shoulders as you thrust against her, your cock easily slipping up against her wet, slippery body, trusting her to keep control her lovely breasts as you pushed your cock between them. You drew back slowly and then thrust up against her again with a slow, controlled motion that let you feel every little thing.
Your cock glided easily against her succulent, soapy body, the softness of her tits absolutely divine as they wrapped around you and perfectly sealed against the throbbing hardness of your cock. She just looked down as you started to thrust against her with a slow, powerful rhythm that told her that you wanted to enjoy it as her body rocked with your energy. You held her and she was glad that you did as your thrusts pushed her back towards her heels, something she knew would have made her toned thighs burn if sheâd had to resist it all herself, able to focus solely on pressing her perky tits up around you.
Her nipples were rock hard as the soap slid off the neat, screwed up points of her breasts, water trickling down over her as you shielded most of the shower behind you. She looked down and enjoyed the sight of your thick cock pushing up between her tits, loving the way her body yielded and smoothly gave way to your manhood as you shoved it slowly and deliberately against her body. Unable to resist the pleasure of it, you started to pick up the pace and pump your hips forward against her faster, pushing into her more firmly to make her rock back then resist as you used her body for your pleasure. Jennie looked up to you, taking her gaze from her chest as she looked up to you with a smile, rather enjoying giving you a tit fuck especially when you seemed to enjoy it so much.
âLike that huh?â she asked through her smile, starting to rock her body a little, tightening her abs to let herself push down onto as you thrust up, accentuating the sensations around your rock hard erection as you slid between her perfect, soap-slick tits.
âYou seem pretty good at this for someone thatâs not done it before,â you smiled, not slowing down for a moment.
âI didnât say I hadnât, just not much,â she replied with a naughty little half-smile.
âWell you should do it more, you seem a natural,â you said, straining against her harder as she worked at you, getting into a motion as the water poured down over your back, steam filling the bathroom from the hot water as she worked up and down to massage her gorgeous tits around your cock. Just to enjoyed it for a couple more minute, you pushing harder and faster against her sternum while she focused on pressing her tits together for you, soap washing gradually away so there was more friction, more intensity to encourage you to thrust quicker as your erection pulsed between her tits.
Your fingers dug into her shoulders more and you helped to push her down as she bobbed on her knees, arching her back as she worked. Her breaths were short and sharp, almost rasping as she exerted herself, feeling the ache in her body and oblique muscles as she exercised herself in a somewhat unusual way. She worked out a lot, her video posts on social media showed that off plenty to everyone that wanted to drink in her tight body, but this motion was unlike anything she trained for as she compressed herself but arched her back to push her perky chest out for you. Still, her abs were strong and she put herself into it, doing all she could as the bathroom filled completely with steam so you both practically couldnât see, condensation streaming off the mirrors and glass, beaded over everything cold or metal.
âMm fuck,â you growled, cock jerking against her stiffly, so much so it made Jennie sure you were going to pick up the pace and work to the end on her before you suddenly slowed. Giving a final, lingering push up again her chest, you held for a moment then released her, stepping back as she let go of her tits, in tune with your clear intention for that to be it with her tits -- for now at least.
âCome on, weâve got things to do,â you said, pulling her up from her knees by her arm, which helped given her somewhat tingling legs from where sheâd been knelt down.
âYou haveâŚâ she said, looking you in the eyes, âme.â
âExactly,â you smiled, loving that she was seemingly onboard now and was enjoying herself. You turned the taps and shut the shower off, the hot cascade suddenly stops and leaves embraced by silence, broken only by the last few drips of the water fading away. You stepped out and grabbed a towel, throwing it back to Jennie as if she was always at your place as you picked up another for yourself, burying your face in it and rubbing through your hair. She let it tumble open before pressing it to herself, not bothering to be modest as there was no point, rubbing over her body to absorb the water from her body as you watched on with a smile. Her make-up had survived surprisingly well, only a little smudged from the shower.
She smiled back and just let you enjoy the view as she reached down to dry her legs, rubbing over her tight pussy before pulling the towel behind her to draw it over her back and down across her ass. Jennie giggled a little as you seemed enthralled by her, just drinking in the sight as she lifted the towel up to work it through her damp hair, stretching and displaying her body perfectly as you absent mindedly dried yourself, hands just on autopilot as you didnât miss a thing.
âVery nice, all those workouts clearly pay off,â you commented, the evidence right in front of you.
âThanks, I certainly work hard enough,â she replied as you cast your towel aside and grabbed her hand, leaving her idly rubbing round her neck as you led her out of the steamy bathroom into the main bedroom once more. You pulled her to the bed and then turned round, sitting back down onto it, your stiff cock sticking up for her; she assumed you would just pull her into your lap and slide inside her again to make her ride this time but found you had other plans.
âKneel,â you commanded, pulling down at her wrist to urge her towards the floor. Without hesitation she sank to the floor smoothly, kneeling on the carpet at your feet and swallowing in preparation for what she assumed would be another blowjob.
âUp, now,â you commanded, Jennie struggling to her feet on tingling legs as you pulled her hair -- then took her by complete surprise by twisting and grabbing her over the shoulder and between the legs like a body slam and throwing her powerfully over and down onto the bed.
She squealed as you swung her over and cast her down on the sheets, her slender body bouncing on the mattress as her feet jumped up towards the ceiling, looking backwards as you stood over her. Without a word you grabbed her wrists and pulled her to the edge of the bed, Jennie craning up to look around before you shoved her head down, tipping it back off the side of the bed.
âRight there, thatâs what I want,â you said firmly, dominantly, using a tone sheâd not heard from any man and it made her tingle in excitement...and obedience. She knew she had no control over things anyway and just opened her mouth like whore, knowing it was what you wanted her to do and would make her if she didnât. You were so turned on to see her just present herself, opening her mouth and closing her eyes, head back, knowing what you would do to her. This wouldnât be any ordinary blowjob and you didnât disappoint in showing her how, grabbing her face to direct her as you dipped your knees and shoved your cock down with your other hand and straight into her waiting mouth.
Jennie immediately sucked and applied her tongue, giving you a moment to enjoy her skills before you go straight to it and shoved into her throat. She gagged, unable to stop herself, knowing this was how it would be but unable to help herself. Sheâd never been very good at controlling her gag reflex but she got the feeling it wouldnât matter a fuck to you right now. Jennie was absolutely right and you held her head and shoved hard into her throat, feeling her constrict and tighten around your cock to halt your progress. It didnât deter you however and you knew youâd break her, shoving repeatedly with more and more pressure into her throat, making her gag and choke noisily, heaving on the bed before you, thick saliva running down her face now and making her close her eyes.
âFucking take it, come on,â you said, an encouragement and an order at the same time, wanting into her throat as you pushed at her straining form. It took a few more attempts but with one, slow, powerful drive into her mouth you felt her resistance flutter, strain and fail suddenly so you jolted forwards into her and blissfully buried every inch of your cock into her hot, squeezing throat as she could fight it no longer. The noise she made was music to your ears as she gave a loud, wet gagging sound that was immediately muffled, wrenching and convulsing on the bed as she struggled before she gagged hard through her nose.
Her hands dug into the bedding, not trying to fight as you might have expected and as she might have claimed she would only a little while before. She just intended to take it, even as her eyes streaming and her make-up ran down her face, throat aching as it tried to push your cock back out, body heaving and spasming on the bed. She fought to calm herself down as you pulled back and gave her a second to breathe, Jennie hauling in a huge breath before you shoved your cock back in and followed her inhale down to neatly trick her and thrust yourself back into her throat before her body could react. She surged and choked again, hating how her body was doing this and also you for doing it to her, though she couldnât deny how wet her pussy was from it.
Her hand strayed from the bed even as the other stayed twisted up in the covers, knuckles white from how tight she was holding it. She pushed her hand over her body and down between her legs, shocked at how wet she was, drenching her fingers as she found her clit and started to slowly circle it to let the pleasure in. You loved seeing her start fingering herself, telling you that despite whatever she thought she was enjoying herself in a primal, physical manner and it only spurred you to keep going at her for your own pleasure. She was clearly enjoying that.
âThatâs it, just let me in,â you murmured, the silence only punctuated by her heaves and wet gagging along with your deep, intense breaths. She mumbled something but you obviously couldnât work out what and frankly you were enjoying yourself far too much to care or give her the time to speak. You were absolutely rock hard, tingling with pleasure as her throat tightened hard around the head of your cock to stimulate your nerves with every thrust into her resisting mouth. She gagged and mumbled as you smashed into her throat, making it bulge as you drove fully down each time.
Jennieâs fingers danced precisely at her clit as she pleasured herself to being used so completely, utterly under your control as you leaned over her and dominantly thrust your hips forward to force your cock into her throat. Even though her body kept trying to fight, unable to stop herself, her muscles were weak and aching, a mere token protest now as you powerfully and methodically pushed yourself into her throat. You were loving pushing down into her, seeing the slight catch as your bulging head popped into her throat and made her tense, trying to hold it down as you pressed yourself right into her throat until your balls were against her face.
You could only hold back and sustain that for a couple of minutes however before your lust and want to use her throat took over, steadying your feet and starting to thrust much faster. Your strokes were shorter and harder, full depth every time as she gasped desperately, choking back her gags and hauling in breaths where she could. Her dark eye make-up streaked down her face as her eyes watered helplessly and she clung to the bed, only with one hand however as her other continued to stimulate herself, more aggressively now, her fingers grinding around her sensitive button intently. Her tongue, which had been attempting to join the party, gave up under the onslaught and she just held it fixedly to stroke your cock as you pumped in and out of her mouth.
The wet sounds of her throat were all that broke the air of the room as you plundered Jennie Kim, taking joy at every moment you could, knowing this was a once in a lifetime chance. Your hands were pressed hard into the mattress of the basic motel room as you stood prone over it and thumped your hips down into her waiting mouth, loving the bulge of her throat around your head, tingling the most sensitive areas. You gazed down over her tight body, perky tits with her nipples screwed up hard, toned abs clenching and pulsing as she struggled to take your cock, her fingers still working hotly at her clit. This was certainly going to help work her abs out.
âOh fuck,â you growled, feeling a characteristic tingle as your cock pulsed and stiffened, knowing your orgasm was coming fast. You didnât know if Jennie could feel it but didnât really care and pressed on hard, picking up speed to thrust harder, shoving against her pretty face more intensely as you pursued your climax towards its inevitable conclusion. She hadnât felt the hardening of your cock, that typical rock hard pulse that always signified the arrival of climax, but she heard your breathing increasing, getting harder and shorter, feeling your energy picking up as you thrust more rapidly into her. She couldnât do anything apart from brace herself on the bed, both hands now stuck into the bedding as she held tight and just endured it, still gagging and choking, struggling to breath and practically creaming herself without being touched. She absolutely loved it.
You didnât pay much attention to it but you knew she was into it, loving her playing with herself as you felt the pressure build in your balls. Your thrusts turned to a flurry, intensity unleashed now as you pumped her throat as hard and fast as possible, barely pulling two inches out of her before shoving back against her full lips in an overwhelming rhythm that she could barely handle. Her breaths were gasps, wet strangled grabs of atmosphere as you grunted and growled with pleasure, eyes squeezing shut as you trembled, holding it back. Thick saliva ran from her mouth and down over her cheek to run into her hair and drip to the floor as you pumped her throat, unable to stop herself from gagging around you.
By now Jennie knew exactly what was coming and couldnât do anything to change it even if she wanted to. You thumped your hips hard into her, shaking and holding on until it burst forth in a sudden, incredible explosion; jamming yourself against her hard to shove her head back into the foot of the mattress, your cock jumped and swelled as you ejaculated intensely down her throat, a thick rope deep into her where she had no choice but to swallow. Jennie gagged hard, as much as you suddenly stopping as anything, feeling your hot load jetting into her as your thick prick jumped and surged in her mouth.
All she could do was mumble, unable to breathe as you pinned her down to empty your balls, pressed to her face. She held on as you pulsed and jerked to spill every last drop of your thick, salty load down her throat and then held still to make her swallow, Jennie quickly figuring out you wasnât going to let her go if she didnât. It wasnât a big deal, it was so deep down her throat it was half way there and with an awkward heave and a gurgle she swallow it all. You pulled back and slipped your thick cock out of her mouth, standing up as you withdrew to let the idol haul in a huge, undignified lungful of air, taking several deep breaths as she turned her head and let a huge string of thick drool slide out of her mouth to the floor with a mumble of embarrassment and relief.
âFuck that was good,â you breathed. She couldnât reply, totally exhausted after her first, proper throat fuck.
âReady for some fun?â you asked as you reached down slapped her face a couple of times, making her complain and snapping her back to reality as you moved round the bed. She was completely at your mercy and unable to fight back, just zoned out for a moment as you grabbed hold of her feet and hauled her round on the bed, dragging her head back onto the mattress to give her neck some much needed support. She mumbled incoherently as you spread her legs wide open and exposed her shaved but stubbly pussy, pulling her to the edge of the bed so they hung over it.
Without a word you dropped to your knees and shoved your arms up under her thighs, shoving them over your biceps as you lowered your head and drew your tongue straight over her puffy labia, letting the tip split her lips so it collided with her sensitive, rock hard clit. Jennie gave a stuttering sigh, breathing deeply as you went down on her, your tongue immediately going straight back to her begging button and softly pressing perfectly into her folds to stimulate her. Jennie gasped and groaned heavily in pleasure as she tipped her head back into the bed and rolled her hips up towards your intimate touch.
âOh fuck, thatâs so good,â she breathed, having not had her pussy eaten in so long. Her fiancĂŠ was good at it but he hadnât done it for her in a while and when she was so turned on already it was an absolute treat. Her whole body tingled as your tongue touched her clit, pushing up under the hood and circling around her, different textures of stimulating every desire of hers as it slipped over her. Her hips rocked rhythmically into your tongue as it worked up and down, steady and powerful as you breathed hotly over her mound and just stimulated her perfectly, seeming able to read her just right.
The Idol just groaned in satisfaction and unmitigated enjoyment as you lapped at her juicy pussy, already so turned on from what youâd just done to her as sheâd shamelessly loved her first face fuck even if it had been a messy struggle. She was dripping wet and your tongue easily parted her swollen lips, splitting them effortlessly as you dipped down and dragged back up from her asshole all the way to her throbbing clit. You focused onto her juicy entrance, loving how she was into it as you glided over her and just teased, making her wait and frustratedly wiggle before burying your tongue inside her.
She moaned in ecstasy with a shiver, pulling her legs up against your hands as her skin goosepimpled, body alight at every touch now as she relished the way your tongue twisted and swelled inside her to stimulate every nerve ending of her velvet walls. You thrust it inside her and swirled around, her slick juices coating your chin as she basked in pleasure, loving how you seemed to pay attention to every part of her. That was only confirmed as you pushed down and pulled your tongue over her asshole, returning the favour as she gave a tremendous surge and her breath caught in her aching throat. Sheâd never had her asshole licked properly before and felt the new, exciting sensations as your tongue spent several seconds licking and playing over her tightest hole before you swept back up to her clit.
âDonât stop,â she begged, reaching up to push her hair back from her face, arching her back and trying to push down harder into your expert tongue as it took her towards orgasm. The climax was building intently in her tummy as she felt things tightening up, the tension accelerating as it bubbled up from her soul towards the inevitable. You could feel it, the way she was rocking and pulsing, the tightening of her muscles under your hands as you held her on the end of the bed. It only made you even more focused and you ate her hard, going as briskly and powerfully as possible on her without giving her that bit too much, your tongue aching as you prodded, probed and circled her clit.
The tip of your tongue worked in hard, small motions as you thrust it over her clit from all directions, breaking it up with circles one way and then the other beneath her hood for the most direct stimulation. She gasped desperately as you took her to the edge, not making her wait or teasing her however as you pressed ahead and drove her over the edge with the continued onslaught of your intimate ministrations. Jennie gasped helplessly for a few seconds as she ground her pelvis against your chin, fingers digging into the bed as the climax rushed up on her until she could hold it back no longer with a tremendous shake.
Her eyes squeezed shut and she threw her head back into the bedding, long hair tumbling over her face as her body primally quaked as the powerful orgasm hit her. It was harder than any climax sheâd had in months, certainly more than her vibrator had given her whilst out on the road and she just gave in completely to its power. She let out a long, wailing, trembling moan of unadulterated pleasure as her toes curled and legs bucked in your grasp, feeling you lean on her hips to hold her down as your tongue continued to thrash at her to make it last as long as possible. Her hips gave strained motions to try and push up into you as she enjoyed every last second of the wave of ecstasy youâd brought her, ignoring the near-cramps in her legs as her muscles screamed while she creamed.
And suddenly it was over, like falling off a cliff and back to reality as she was suddenly finished, squeezing her thighs together and fumbling down towards to push her fingers into your hair and stop you as she gasped deeply for breath. She sucked in the oxygen as her eyes opened to the bright room, vision wavering a little in the wake of it all before she closed her eyes again and sagged back into the bed, exhausted ecstasy taking over as you pulled yourself back from between her clenching thighs. Her legs sagged open easily as you pulled yourself away, the idol basking naked before you totally sated and relaxed.
You just sat back with a smile, rocking onto your heels as she breathed deeply on the bed, completely wiped out for a moment in the aftermath of another powerful orgasm. Holding her hair back, she enjoyed the silence and peace after coming hard again which only made her realize how much sheâd needed this and that her toys simply werenât enough for a prolonged period. Her basking was interrupted as your fingers suddenly slipped into her, making her inhale in surprise as two of your digits teased momentarily at her slick opening and then pushed inside. Her body just welcomed it and she easily spread around the penetration to allow your fingers to slide inside, her pussy so juicy and ready she would have struggled to stop it even if sheâd wanted to.
She shuddered and groaned in sensitive pleasure, still touchy from her peak but ready for more as you delved inside her, stroking her velvet walls and thrusting them slowly in and out of her. You could feel just how hot and ready she was, perfect for you to slide your cock inside which you were going to do now that you were rock hard again and ready to give it to her. You curled your fingers back and pulled back towards her entrance to press up for her G-spot, seeking out that little rough patch on the front wall of her vagina and finding it expertly as she gasped, groaning and grinding her pelvis into your hand slowly to help you stimulate her as your fingertips worked neatly.
Just as she was getting into it, thinking you was going to work her to another climax with your fingers, you stood up and leaned over her, slipping out of her and grabbing her slender legs to lift them from where they still dangled over the bed. You pulled them up and threw them over your shoulders, pressing yourself against the back of her thighs as you reached down to line yourself up and in an instant thrust inside her. Jennie gasped in surprise as you immediately buried yourself inside her, her body offering no resistance or hesitation, just letting you bury every inch of cock into her tight body in a single stroke.
âFuck,â she muttered with a shuddering breath, trying to take it in as her eyes squeezed shut, the shiver spreading through her body as it all overtook her. You shook in similar pleasure, the feel of her slick, tight pussy just too much as you delved inside her, feeling her gorgeous body rubbing over every sensitive millimeter of your manhood.
âFuck thatâs nice,â you mumbled, closing your eyes and just relishing the sensations as you pulled back and started thrusting into her, taking your time to be slow but powerful. Effortlessly drove yourself into her, your hips pressing to hers as she took you balls deep and grunted with every pump, feeling you shove into her completely and nudge her cervix as you bottomed out. She just flopped back on the bed and enjoyed letting you fuck her, loving your thick cock inside her, how it stretched her out and pulsed inside her velvet tunnel. Jennie could tell you were absolutely loving it, loving getting your hands on her, loving taking your bitchy boss down, loving getting your rocks off and turning the tables on her for the night.
And she did too. She hated that you had so much control over her but she couldnât resist, knowing you had her since you could mention it to the right people and her fiancĂŠ might find out and you obviously had long since given up caring if she got you fired for this. She wasnât going to, she had too much to lose and frankly was enjoying herself; she figured if she kept up her end of this deal then you wouldnât say shit to anyone. Except her.
âFucking love this donât you?â you asked, making her point immediately.
âUh huh,â she groaned with a smile, bracing herself on the bed underneath as your pace picked up and you started to thump harder against her ass as you drove yourself into her. You relished the feel of her, the slippery sensations, pulsing and flexing your cock inside her as you worked your hips to give her every last bit of it. She was certainly enjoying it as she rolled her hips on you, doing her best given the way you were holding her legs and restraining her movements, the idol just using her significant muscle tone to resist and shove against you to rock her body.
You smiled down at her, loving her toned and lithe body as she held herself tight and worked her pelvis, tight abs looking delectable as she did, tilting her hips down with every ever-accelerating thrust into her. Your pace picked up but you were in full control, calm and cool, your cock hard and up to the task as you fucked the gorgeous Idol. Didnât let the fact that this was something that would likely never have happened, not letting the moment overwhelm or overexcite as you pumped into her, confident in your endurance as she gasped and groaned in sheer pleasure beneath, just giving up to the enjoyment of it all and letting herself feel every thrust and motion of it.
You pushed your hands up under her knees then pressed them back onto her, rolling her hips back and pinning her legs down over her as you used her impressive, gym-honed flexibility to bend her into the position you wanted. Jennie was pinned down as your helpless fuckdoll now as you leaned right over her and started to fuck harder, pumping much faster and shorter into her as you suddenly picked up the pace to thump your thick cock into her hungry pussy with greater intensity. You surprised her by leaning down between her legs and kissing her, drawing her into a hot, hurried lip lock, tongues battling noisily as you never let up with your pumping, never disturbed or disrupted, hand still pinning her legs back under her knees as you both made out hungrily.
You pulled away from her and stood back up, thrusting into her harder and more intently, making her grunt at a twinge from her cervix as you plunged especially deep before she was lost to the pleasure of your thrusting into her hard and fast. Using the entire length of your cock, slammed back and forth rapidly, stimulating every nerve ending she had it felt like as her pussy just lit up around you, loving the feel of you fucking her hard now. The renewed angle meant you shoved up against her G-spot more effectively, the contours and ridges of your cock gliding and grinding over the sensitive patch to make her pussy clench.
You knew exactly what you were doing, knowing exactly how to fuck to give the maximum pleasure to women and Jennie Kim was no different. She was proving it as she gasped faster underneath, loving how you pinned her down and slammed your cock into her, your pace much faster now as you ploughed her with your thick, rock hard cock. She felt the same characteristic tingle again of an impending orgasm; it made her angry at herself, at her body that she would love it so much as to come again so soon and validate how you was fucking her. Jennie didnât want to show you how much she enjoyed this, knowing it would only embolden you, but the bottom line was your cock and energy were just fantastic.
She grunted again and shuddered, body tightening up in pre-orgasmic tension, knowing youâd see it and just fuck harder. Absolutely correct, her body rocked harder as you shoved into her and pushed her down into the bed, pinning her legs back to her shoulders now as you leaned down on her heavily and thumped your hips into her to bury your cock over and over again into her hot, sweet pussy.
âGonna come, Jennie?â you asked teasingly, smiling with smug satisfaction. She just turned her head away onto the bed as she blushed, feeling the heat in her cheeks to match the rush of sensations building from her G-spot as you fucked her. And you were fucking her, not making love to her or anything tender like that, pinning her on her back on the bed and slamming your thick cock into her like she needed. It only took another minute or so of that treatment, the shape and ridges of your thick head rubbing relentlessly over her most intimate spot to bring her to climax, making her tremble then shudder on the bed underneath.
You gave a contently laugh as you saw her quake in pleasure, whole body shaking as her eyes clenched shut and her fingernails dug into the bedding again as another orgasm hit her. It wasnât as intense as it had been previously but it was still good, being fucked to climax was always something she enjoyed so it was all she wanted in that moment and you didnât disappoint. As she came you fucked harder and faster, pounding her intensely for a few seconds as she wailed her pleasure to the motel room, clinging to the bed and pushing herself into you to take every possible inch of your cock as her body bucked and shook, abs clenching, jumping and shaking underneath your relentless thrusts as she gave in to another orgasm.
Unlike when youâd fucked her in the car in cramped doggy style, the squeezing and gripping of her pussy didnât set your own climax off. You had more stamina than that, especially now after getting into it and simply fucked her through her orgasm then slowed as she couldnât stand it any further, giving a final few thrusts and then stepping back to slowly, and teasingly slip your cock out of her until it jumped in front of her. Not that she could see it, her head still back into the bedding with her eyes closed as she took deep breaths in the wake of another hit of ecstasy.
That was until slapped her across the chest, your hand connecting with her perky breast to make it bounce and jiggle. Jennieâs eyes popped open as she gasped sharply as the sharp, completely unexpected pain shot through her, the sting spreading through her skin as it pimpled up and her nipple twisted up harder again. Her dark brown eyes fixed on you intently as she cried out harder in shock when you hit her from the other side, slapping her other breast to make it jiggle in turn as you struck her. She wanted to protest, to complain and tell you not to, how dare you treat her like that....but she didnât. She couldnât. It stung, the blows of your hands swatting at her gorgeous body as you were emboldened by her silence and started hitting her again.
The sting turned to pleasure and she shivered as her skin pricked across her body, hairs standing on end as she gave a deep, shuddering gasp, her eyes squeezing shut again as she embraced the different sensations of your hands slapping down onto her. Knowing she was enjoying it only made you smile and urged you to keep on, hitting her a bit harder, faster and more intently, your fingertips biting into her skin a little as you added a hint of pink to her skin. She shook on the bed as her nails dug into the sheets again as she let the intensity of it all wash over her, just breathing hard, hungrily in pleasure and pain, almost tempted to tell you to stop...but more tempted to beg you for more.
Men never treated her like this, your hands moving over her body as you expanded to slap down her sides and over her toned tummy. She tensed up from the bed as you did, reacting to the pain pulsing her mid-section as she twisted underneath you in ambivalent sensations that rushed through her. Your pace and speed picked up in a rush that made her not know where to turn, metaphorically speaking, until she let out a ragged cry of pain and shock as you reached up and slapped her across the face. She took a momentary shocked look at you then clenched her eyes shut again as you slapped her again, your energy lessened, being a bit more careful as you made her flinch.
âJust donât leave any marks on me,â she gasped hurriedly as you paused for a moment. She didnât take the chance to tell you to stop, to beg for mercy or complain it hurt. No, all she did was ask that you didnât leave anything on her that sheâd have to explain to the make-up girl the following day and essentially give you the green light to continue mistreating her. Jennie was rewarded with a harder slap to her face, wincing as another then another rained down on her then another, your hands picking up a rhythm to deliver a series of fast, increasingly harder slaps to her pretty face as she gasped and endured it.
When you stopped her cheeks were a healthy pink and her eyes were watering again, her ruined make-up running just a bit more over your handiwork as you leaned back up from her to leave her gasping and at your mercy beneath you. Her pussy was so wet that you could easily slide back inside her, something you took advantage of to make her inhale sharply as she felt your thick cock slip into her velvet folds once more. You drove full depth for a moment, giving her a few thrusts and then pulling back out again as she opened her eyes and leaned up, looking down to see you pull out of her as her chest heaved. She was caught off guard as you suddenly reached up and delivered a hard, final slap across her face, making her yell out as the pain really bit into her, tingle of pleasure gone as you caught her flush.
âIâm gonna fuck you in the ass now,â you said casually, standing up away from her and giving a slight stretch.
âWhat?â Jennie blurted out, unsure sheâd heard you properly as the sting faded from her face, pushing her elbows into the mattress to lean up.
âYour ass, Iâm gonna fuck it,â you reiterated, calm and clear so she was in no doubt. She wasnât, and that was a problem; she didnât like anal sex, she never had after trying it and finding it painful and uncomfortable, not to mention she hated giving up that much control in doing it.
âI donât like anal sex,â she said quickly, âit hurts and just....I donât,â she finished a little lamely.
âWell thatâs too bad,â you replied with a slight shrug, her concerns dismissed as easily as that.
âCome on, do you have to?â She tried to convince you not to bother.
âHave to? No of course not,â you said, giving her a glimmer of hope, âBut I want to,â you finished, crushing it.
âAfter the shit you gave me earlier, I deserve to, Iâve always wanted to,â you smiled, reaching out to play your fingers over her toes, tickling her playfully. She had nothing else to say, simply looking into your eyes and giving a small nod to submit to it, knowing you called the shots and was certainly good at that, having her under the thumb as you urged her to slide back up the bed, following her on as her feet retreated. You were fired up, in control and dominating her, getting everything you wanted as her resistance simply seemed to crumble away. The idol looked up at you with wide eyes, waiting for your next move as you smiled and grabbed her hips.
You threw her over onto her front, surprising her with your strength as you took control and easily turned her slight, slender figure over where you wanted her, grabbing her ass with a hard squeeze, spreading it apart to reveal her tight asshole and making her juicy pussy lips pry open just a little.
âMm this is gonna be fun,â you murmured to yourself though she could hear it as your hands hooked under her pelvis to pull her back up on her knees into a perfect doggy style position for you to plunder her most secret, sensitive treasures. She didnât resist, resigning herself to it now and knowing that without a doubt you were gonna fuck her in the ass; sheâd never liked anal sex, having tried it and hated it, finding it painful and not in any way satisfying. The guys sheâd tested it out with just treated her like a fuck toy which probably didnât help and the second they felt her tight ass on their cock they lost all care for her wants or needs and had just gone straight at it way too hard and fast for her to handle, resulting in tears and complaints...and refusal to ever do it again. On top of that she hated giving up so much control, submitting completely for it and feeling so dominated, that was something she really didnât like.
But here she was, about to get fucked in the ass again as you yanked her back into place and shoved down on her back to make her arch into the perfect, most vulnerable position. She was yours now and just took a deep breath, settling her knees into the bedding as you pulled up behind her, your cock sticking up rock hard as you relished the chance, spitting thickly into your hand and reaching down to rub it over her asshole as she twitched at the somewhat unexpected touch. You slicked what was left over the tip of your rock hard cock and then grabbed the base, thick dick surging in your hand as your other grabbed her hip to pull her back in place, pressing yourself to her. It was the moment of truth for Jennie, about to get fucked in the ass again for the first time in years.
You wasted no time on her, in charge and holding her still as you pushed against her tightest hole; it was a unique sensation and one she had no idea how to prepare for, having never really had any interest in doing so. Jennie tried her best as you pushed forward, willing herself to resist even as her body subconsciously tightened up to resist you, her asshole is tight and strong as you guided your cock and shoved forward to try and penetrate her. You slipped over her a few times, applying more energy and weight to her as your cock took advantage of a brief lapse in her resistance and spread her asshole to drive in.
Jennie let out a cry and yanked forwards, pulling out of your grasp before you even got inside her, the stretch of her sphincter sending a sharp bolt of pain through her and making her instinctively get away from it, rocking forward on her knees so your cock slipped back out. You gave her a moment then pulled her back up into position, hand hooked under her pelvis to try and keep a more commanding hold of her.
âYou need to relax,â you said, your only guidance throughout this. If it hurt it was her problem and you really could only do so much but didnât want her to dislike it, after all it was only a positive if she enjoyed it. You just wanted to experience her tight asshole stretched around your cock and plunder her ass on this, your one opportunity to have at Jennie Kim. She settled herself again as you took aim and pushed at her once more, your tip working into the muscular ring of her asshole and pressing against her resistance again, ready to squeeze yourself inside. Your hand pulled hard into her hips as you shoved forwards, leaning over her this time as you forced your cock down into her asshole, catching her a little by surprise somehow and getting the jump on her muscles to pop your cock inside her. Your bulbous head popped inside her, breaking through her tightest resistance to jerk blissfully inside her, loving how it felt around your cock head, tingling your nerves perfectly as she clenched on you.
That was the peak of it however as she yanked forward again, her strength surprising as she pulled out of your grip once more and off your cock, making it spring out of her once more as she dipped towards the bed and clenched with a near howl of pain at her ring being forced open so abruptly again. You surged over her, energy wasted as you gave a growl of frustration, Jennie burying her face in the bedding as she winced at the sharp, intense pain hitting her.
âFucks sake,â you snapped, leaning up then reaching out and laying a hard smack straight on her ass, making her clench and scream in pain, your fingers flexing to deliver every bit of power into small, intent points of pressure. It was frustrations boiling over a little, knowing she could do this if she let herself.
âBehave, Jennie, you can do this,â you said authoritatively, angry but in charge, cooling yourself as you dominated her, just knowing that sheâd respond even if she didnât love it. Your hands grabbed her again and yanked her back, harder and more focused than before, making clear that you wouldnât stand for her playing up any more. You meant it too, holding her so hard it almost hurt as your fingers dug into her tanned skin where you supported her, in total control of her as you positioned yourself again. You didnât lube her any more, figuring she didnât deserve it now as you guided your throbbing cock into position and leaned over her once more, intent on getting on with it now.
âNow hold still, just take it in,â you commanded but in a softer tone, holding her still and pressing your bulging head against her asshole, still rock hard despite the delays. You would not be denied the tight pleasure of her booty and with that eased forward slowly but powerfully to split her open, pressure building against her tight ring of muscle until you suddenly slipped in and she grunted as you were greeted by the hot, wet sensation of her pussy around you where youâd slid down into her. You pulled back, aiming yourself again and stabilising yourself more, hand right near your tip as you guided yourself to press hard at her ass, inexorably building until you felt her yielding and in a slow motion moment felt her stretch tightly around you, forced open reluctantly by your throbbing head as you broke her strength and entered her slowly.
You growled in pleasure, shivering at the ultra tight sensations of her wrapped around you as Jennie gave a muffled protest, body tensing in pain as it twinged through her intently and made her heart race. Tears pricked her eyes as the pain shuddered through her, lasting and not immediately subsiding as she felt pulse your cock, the hardest youâd ever been it seemed as you relished the moment. Your hand was still at her hip, holding her tightly in place so she couldnât escape as you made no offer of pulling back or giving her a break, instead letting her grab a single breath before pushing your weight down onto her and squeezing the rest of your cock into her ass in a long, continuous push until be buried yourself balls deep inside her while her restrained complaint became a cry of pain.
You relished the moment of getting to press your hips against her ass, feeling the pained spasm of her sphincter around your shaft as she struggled to deal with, her breaths hard and fast as she fought the pain. Ignoring it, you held her hips tightly lest she escaped and pulled back to start thrusting into her, drawing your cock back full length and then shoving it roughly inside her again, wasting no time with slow, steady thrusts to get her going and instead just going for it, pursuing your pleasure. You knew she didnât like it, she couldnât relax and just give it a go, but couldnât help the fact you did, shoving deeply into her again as she grunted in pain and flinched again.
âFuck, gimme a break,â she whined, eyes squeezed shut as a tear slid down her cheek, wishing she could relax but her body was just so tight that in that moment she had to endure as you held her like you owned her and pumped your hips against her ass to bury your full length inside her again and again. Every pull back let your thick head just bulge her asshole a little, making her body instinctively clench again, sending the pain back through her once more and just giving every bit of pleasure you wanted at her tightest hole. She felt fantastic and the fact she was hating it, as sheâd said she would, somehow made it hotter in a way and only spurred you on to fuck her harder, faster, more intently, more ferociously.
She could only complain more as you did just that, picking up the pace, slamming her harder so she rocked on the bed and had to brace herself into the covers. Jennie couldnât believe sheâd got into this situation frankly, down on her knees in a crappy motel, head buried in the sheets as a guy shoved his cock up her ass much to her dismay. It wasnât even like you were a producer or director, somebody that she might be sleeping with to advance her career or get ahead, it was just her driver, the guy that literally just drove her to set every day and then back to her own room at this piss poor place to stay. Instead she was in your room, with your cock up her ass.
And her pussy was dripping; she was the wettest sheâd been in years and frankly was afraid it would drip on the bed, her body so turned on despite her pain that if you wanted, she was sure you could easily bury four fingers inside her. It made her both hugely turned on and utterly humiliated, that something she hated so much just made her pussy so wet, so ready, her clit rock hard in arousal at your vicious penetration of her asshole. Your balls compressed against her pussy with every thrust, her juices coating your cock to give her away and exactly how much her body was enjoying this, this domination, this utter ownership she was giving in as you fucked her in the ass for the first time in years.
She would be angry and deep down she was -- at herself. Jennie knew she had instigated this even if sheâd never expected it to go so far; she had given you the invitation, goading and taunting you into fucking her, quite literally inviting only for you to take it and give her one of the roughest, hardest fucks sheâd ever had and that she hadnât realised sheâd needed. From there out youâd taken control and that was how sheâd found herself here, her protests falling hopelessly on deaf ears as youâd taken her to task and got her into this position. And worse still she loved it, absolutely relishing the way you were just fucking her as your plaything, having complete control of her as you could cause a lot of problems if she didnât play along. That was merely a sideshow now as frankly she didnât want you to stop, even if she hated admitting that.
Sheâd given herself to you on a silver platter and you were loving every bite, getting a most primal go at your boss and you werenât wasting a moment of it. Your fingers dug into her supple flesh, flexing your cock as your heart pumped hard, slamming your hips forward again and again to drive your manhood inside the prone idol. It shoved a deep, guttural cry of pain from her every time you slammed against her, her ass jiggling perfectly as you gave her every inch of yourself, stretching her out a little bit more than she could handle every time to make her twinge in pain. You just murmured with pleasure, smiling down as sweat prickled all over her, her head buried in the bedding.
You loved how taut her muscles were, fingers dug into the cloth as she braced herself, forehead pressed hard into it as she tried to absorb it. The strangely pleasurable sensations of anal sex were getting through to her now, something sheâd rarely experienced in the past before sheâd pulled the plug, but they were still accompanied by pain that electrified her body with every, faster, hungrier, more intense thrust into her. She was managing to relax herself somewhat however and that only made things better, giving a mumble of near pleasure that made you hard as rock, feeling your cock strain inside her as you heard it. Jennie immediately blushed, not that you could see it, chastising herself for enjoying it at all but worse letting you see that she was. She was adamant she hated this and to let herself tremble with pleasure from it, even for a moment, would only encourage you to fuck her harder.
You hardly needed encouragement though as your own pleasure drove to do just that, loving how you could just rock her hips back as you worked your own to plunge the full depth of yourself into her, thick cock just plunging into her overwhelmed, defeated asshole. Rocking her in unison with your rhythm helped up the pace whilst keeping your length in full use, the best of both worlds as to let your head strain her hole still, making it bulge before you buried yourself again. You tried that a little too vigorously on one stroke however and popped out of her, sliding up over her ass as she gave a gasp to match your own, the sensation unexpected. Jennie felt empty, out of sync and then utterly degraded as you took a moment to grab her ass and spread it wide, making her exhausted, loosened asshole gape wide open.
âFuck, look at that,â you breathed, in both wonder and arousal, loving how sheâd gone from an uptight, resisting attitude to now having her hole gaped completely. Jennie felt the blood rush to her face, angry and embarrassed as you held her open, giving a token squeeze to try and clench her asshole shut but even she felt the futility of it, her tired muscles barely managing it before it sagged wide again. You just laughed smuttily to yourself, loving having her like this as you grabbed your cock and aimed it again, pushing inside her with barely any resistance from her as she stretched out and let you plunge deeply into her ass again. On the plus side, it barely hurt now, ass warmed up and taking it even if sheâd never wanted that.
You held her hips firmly and fucked hard, knowing she wouldnât try and escape now, her will and resistance broken as you pumped your cock in and out of her ass as she hated herself for feeling a bit of enjoyment. Having made a fuss about it, she couldnât now admit she was liking it or ask you not to stop, that would just be shame she couldnât stand. Besides, she was pretty sure you knew with how wet her pussy was. You were well aware and it only spurred to keep fucking her hard and fast, rocking her body perfectly in rhythm with yours as if you two been screwing for years, cock plunging deep inside her, feeling her heat and the delectable sensations around every nerve ending on your cock. It was hot, but you wanted to see her work for it and with that you leaned back and pulled her as she gave a mumble of confusion.
âCome on, youâre gonna ride this cock,â you said, leaning back and pulling her on top of your hips, sliding deep inside her as she sat back on you a little awkwardly while you kicked your legs out under her to stretch on the bed. She mumbled and shifted around with difficulty, fumbling to get her feet out from under her and position her knees properly so she could ride as she was ordered to While your hands pinned her ass down on you so she couldnât escape. Jennie shoved her hands down on top of your knees and steadied herself then with an unsure, testing movement rocked her hips and lifted up a little to slide your cock in and out of her ass, pressing her firm booty back down as you smiled in pleasure.
âYeah thatâs it,â you murmured, watching her lovely figure as she got started, holding her hips more commandingly than physically, hands just letting her know you are in control more than anything else. Feeling it out, Jennie rocked up and down carefully, just taking in the different penetration of your cock in her ass, the angle and aim changed, stimulations different as she rocked on you. Getting more confident of where you were and realizing she could still feel your bulging head as it tugged at her asshole, she started riding a bit harder and longer, working her sphincter up and down your cock as it clung tightly. You were pleased as she got into it more, breathing intently, focused on her task as she pushed up onto her knees and rested her hands on her own thighs to change the angle and let her push down into you much more effectively.
âYeah thatâs good,â you groaned, loving the suddenly more intent, stimulating push down of her onto your cock, her ass squeezing around you as she drove down and got full depth. She didnât complain at the pain or anything now, having subsided and despite the general lack of lube she was finding it pretty easy to work herself up and down, her muscles having long since given up the fight, stretched and exhausted. It was then that she looked up into the room more, taking in things as she rode you and realized she could see herself pretty clearly in the mirror of the bathroom where youâd left the light on. She could see her slender, sweat-pricked body as she rocked up and down, her face streaked with dark tears from her eye make-up, firm breasts with hard nipples topping them above her toned abs as she worked on your cock.
Jennie hated seeing it, seeing herself working to pleasure and to please you, thighs tight as she pumped her ass up and down on your cock, to let you enjoy anal sex with her. She couldnât tear her gaze away instantly and just watched herself riding it, shoving herself down harder, faster, more intently as if to punish herself as she stared into her own eyes; she hated doing this even if it didnât hurt now, hated it even more that she was kind of enjoying it now and wasnât only doing it for you now, she knew she was doing it for her and that stung her even worse. Her face flushed as her cheeks burned with her embarrassment and anger at herself, spurring her however to thrust down hard and faster into you as she felt your fingers at her hips and heard a grunt of pleasure.
âMm fuck, just like that,â you growled, loving her energy as she worked at you, finally averting her eyes from her gaze and looking down at the bed, at her fingers as they strained on her thighs to brace herself and allow her to work harder at your cock. Regardless of the fact she hated what she was doing and how sheâd got herself into this position, she couldnât deny it felt good; her nipples were tight and her clit was throbbing in need, pussy still dripping wet and just waiting for stimulation. She couldnât resist and pulled her hand up to her crotch, letting her fingertips play over her mound for a moment before she pushed it confidently down over her lips and let her middle digit drive straight down over exactly where it needed to be.
Her shudder and groan was like heaven to you, watching Jennie Kim shake in pleasure at the mere touch of her clit as she rode your cock, taking in her slender back and gorgeous ass as her strong, toned thighs pushed her up and down to work you into her booty. You loved the sight of your cock disappearing into her ass, her tight ring hugging it before it disappeared from view as she sat down on you every time. Your hands merely followed and caressed her now as she got into it, her fingers getting moving as her rhythm picked up again, riding you just as hard as her digits started to circle her clit. Jennie grunted in pleasure, her asshole twitching and grabbing at you to slow her just a little bit as she just instinctively got into her, seeming to know exactly what she was doing and how to co-ordinate herself as her fingers started to dance.
You just laid back to enjoy as the idol got into it, seeing her glance up to herself in the mirror as she did; Jennie took herself in, knelt over hip and reciprocating her hips as she drove your thick cock into her ass, feeling your bulging head delving deep inside her as her fingers worked fairly furiously at her clit, unable to help herself and chasing the pleasure it brought. Her ass was squeezing and gripping at you like she hadnât before as she throbbed and mumbled in pleasure, her breathing harder, faster, more insistent as the pleasure flooded through her quickly. She hadnât realized how hot and horny she was, not directly at least, somewhat unsure, almost hoping that her dripping pussy didnât mean she was loving getting fucked in the ass as much as she feared she was. Touching her clit had answered that question in a single stroke and only spurred her to chase more of it, looking at herself in the mirror as she rubbed intently and thumped her body down into you.
âFuck thatâs it, donât stop,â you smiled, loving how the famous idol was just losing herself to it and giving you all her energy now. She just moaned a non-committal response as she practically ignored your thick, hard erection buried in her ass as she bounced up and down and rubbed furiously at her pussy. Her fingers wasted no time with anything but her clit, circling around it and strumming across it, working in the most direct way she knew, the way she got herself off when she didnât have time for sex with her fiancĂŠ and just wanted release. Your hands pulled at her hips and laid token spanks on her ass as she went at it, just enthralled at her change to going for it and forgetting her protests as she rode hard and frigged herself for all she was worth.
Hard breaths and the sound of her booty driving against your cock was all that broke the silence of the motel room for a minute as she wound herself up, orgasm not taking long to achieve in the heat of it all. She stole a last glance at herself and scolded herself for being such a whore, getting fucked in the ass and rubbing her clit to it but soon looked away and focused on what she was doing. With a few more seconds of stimulation that seemed to stretch on way longer, she gave a shake, tensing up as she held back her climax as it rushed up on her, sharp and intense, much like the fuck she was taking and she gave several hard, short thrusts to bury your cock as deep in her ass as she could while her finger went mad on her delicate clit.
She wailed loudly as she hit her peak, suddenly erupting as she shook and collapsed as the strength in her legs failed, burying your cock deep as she shuddered violently, her hips bucking and shoving forwards, ass squeezing intently at your cock to make you throb as she quaked. Her fingers never stopped throughout, just cranking every last drop of her climax as her eyes squeezed shut and her breath caught in her throat, her orgasm just hitting her so much harder than she expected and making her grind down into the pleasure of it with everything she had. You just held her hips as she rocked on you, immensely turned on to see her come with your cock in her ass like this when sheâd protested over it initially.
âFuckâŚâ she mumbled, a small admission to how incredible itâd felt to reach her peak as it ended, her fingers stopping on her clit even as she wished she could continue, too delicate in the wake of it as she rocked her hips and squeezed her ass a little before trying to keep riding your cock. Her legs were weak, shaky, unable to commit strength as she tried to push up and only achieved weak, uncoordinated motions, struggling to catch her breath and get back to it like she knew you wanted. All you wanted was for her to stimulate your cock hard and fast like she had been; watching her ride then come furiously all over was one of the hottest things youâd ever seen and your cock still rock hard and ready to pump her to the finish now.
With a sharp push you lifted yourself off the bed and rolled her over, Jennie giving a cry of surprise as you surged beneath her and flipped her onto her front, pinning her down on the bed and burying your cock deeper than it had ever been. She flinched and blurted out an expression of pain as you pinned her down, taking complete control of her again, dominating her tired form as you shoved your hands down on her shoulders to shove her into the bedding. Wasting no time, you started to pump your hips and slam down into her with intent and purpose, your cock throbbing hard in pre-orgasmic bliss thanks to her erotic ride moments before.
You held her down, ignoring her muffled complaints as you slammed into her ass harder than sheâd ever experienced and took every bit of pleasure her clenching, overwhelmed asshole had to offer as your cock slid in and out of her in a blur. Strokes were short and sharp, pounding down into her with just a couple of inches of your manhood as you chased your pleasure now, wanting to completely overwhelm and exhaust her in the process. You had no problem doing just that as the gasping idol couldnât keep up, slumped on the bed underneath with her fingers dug into the bed at her sides as you fucked her now, just being your submissive fuckdoll in your final seconds of smashing your cock into her gorgeous body.
Jennie just whined in pain and pleasure as you hammered down into her, your cock rock hard, the stiffest sheâd felt it as you pounded her hard and slapped your hips into her ass with an intensity sheâd not felt in years. No guy had fucked her so hard or with such abandon in so long that it was almost like a new experience again and she could only cling to the bed and groan, grunt and gasp her way to your completion. Your cock strained harder, flexing in a familiar way that told you the end was close as you thumped against her, spurring you to find a final gear that meant you slammed your cock into her clenching, tired ass as hard and fast as you could, somehow stepping up from your already intense pace that that was making her whine and pushed a strained, struggled noise from her.
You absolutely pounded on her, hips slapping into her ass as you tried to bury her into the mattress for a few seconds before she felt a characteristic pulse and knew it was over -- only to be shocked and thrown for a loop as you suddenly yanked out of her and jumped up with energy sheâd never had expected. Jennie gasped and whimpered desperately, hungrily for your cock in her ass, squeezing and clenching at nothing as you suddenly moved over her, completely lost as you withdrew and looking up to see where you were. It only gave you the perfect position to grab her head, fingers twisting into her hair to yank her purposefully to you and straight onto your cock, forcing it deep into her throat before she could react, only time left to choke and gag.
It was the first time she had ever done ass to mouth and she heaved, gagging deeply in shock and thought of it, tasting herself as you shoved your thick cock as deep into her throat as you could manage. With her overwhelmed by it all she couldnât get a handle on it and it left her vulnerable to your thrusts which you took advantage of with abandon, holding her head tightly and thrusting your cock hard into her throat, loving how she struggled and gagged. The tightening around your cock was simply heaven, a cherry on top after plundering her tight asshole, not that it was as tight after your efforts and now you just wanted your finish. Pumping hard into her mouth as she gagged, choked and coughed, body heaving as she grimaced at her first ass-to-mouth, absolutely hating that youâd made her do it while your cock throbbed on her tongue.
Jennie had no chance to complain however as you gave her no opportunity, giving a final shove deep into her throat so her nose pressed into you and then yanking back out of her sharply. She coughed on the withdraw and was just drawing her breath as you jerked your cock ferociously, on the brink and taking just a couple of seconds to stimulate your cock on the brink as you aimed it at her face. You yanked her head into place and held her with her hair as she gave a yelp of pain, barely registering what you were doing in time to squeeze her eyes shut for your first hot, thick spurt to hit her across the nose. You let out a huge groan of pleasure, of release and ecstasy as you jerked your hard cock to explode repeatedly over her pretty face, Jennie wincing and growling in distaste as your viscous eruptions burst over her to hit her forehead, cheeks, eyes and lips as you emptied your balls powerfully onto her.
âFuuuckâ you breathed, heart pounding and your legs shaking as you worked the last of your load out and wiped it over her puffy, bee stung lips to her displeasure, giving a final clench and then sagging back on your knees, releasing her so her head dropped. She caught herself before she hit the bed and made a mess, pulling her head up and opening one eye, all she could manage, as you turned and sat back onto the bed. You breathed hard and let the relief and pleasure hit, tingling through you as the gorgeous idol pushed up to sit on the side of the bed as she grabbed for some tissues on the side table. Jennie fumbled with a handful and shoved them to her face, soaking up your load as it started to run down her face and mix with her ruined make-up, wiping it out of her eye then off her lips.
âFuck that was good,â you murmured, sagging back onto the bed.
âHope you got what you wanted,â she mumbled, not wanting to acknowledge quite how much sheâd enjoyed it.
âNot entirely,â you replied, making her to look at you indignantly.
âNot entirely?â she questioned, angry in that moment and figuring surely youâd had your fill of her.
âNo, weâll fuck again in the morning. Go get cleaned up, we need some sleep,â you said with a cheeky wink, slumping back onto the bed as she glared at you, unnoticed, before standing up and stalking awkwardly to the bathroom to wash her face. A splash with cold water made her feel fresher, relieving her sweaty, come-splattered face though her ass ached like sheâd never felt before, figuring it was how it felt to get properly fucked in the ass. By the time she walked back into the bedroom you were already under the sheets and dozing off, leaving Jennie little choice but to slide in next to you. She was rewarded with a cuddle, being drawn under your arm as she got in before falling asleep far easier than she expected.
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The night flew by in relaxed, sated sleep for both of you, Jennie awakening and wondering initially where she was, not recognizing the room entirely. It was similarly decorated but not the same as her own room and that just took her a second to remember exactly where she was and how sheâd got there. She was also reminded as she moved and immediately felt a twinge from her ass, sphincter giving her a wakeup call to bring back all the memories from exactly what sheâd done the night before, her pussy aching as well from how hard youâd pounded her. It was a while since sheâd woken up like this, feeling the after effects of an intense fucking the night before and it was a sensation she missed, wishing she could feel it more often as you stirred beside her and woke up, rolling over to her.
âGood morning, Jennie,â you said with a smile.
âMorning,â she replied a little unsure of herself in that moment, âand thatâs boss to you,â she added, wanting to take control again.
âNot yet it isnât,â you answered, immediately quashing her intention to take charge somewhat as you rolled to her and slid your hand over her hip, up her tummy to squeeze her breast as she gasped. You were exactly the same with her as youâd been the night before, interested in only one thing from her and she responded, shivering a little as she secretly had to admit to herself that she loved how you treated her. You werenât wasting any time and only wanted to fuck her, which was flattering in its own way even if she shouldnât have liked it.
âAlready hard,â she murmured with a smile as she felt you push your erection against her, nestling it in her ass as your hand squeezed her chest, your teeth biting down into her shoulder as she shivered and gave in to how turned on her was making her, pussy already wet and waiting for you.
âOf course, got to enjoy every minute of this,â you replied quietly, hand pushing over her toned tummy to tease at her near-smooth labia.
âBefore I become your boss again,â she breathed, somehow wanting to remind you of the fact that she was in charge of you usually and that this was a one-off opportunity youâd cultivated for yourself.
âYouâll be the boss again when I let you,â you growled playfully, making her gasp as your hand connected with her ass for a firm, meaningful slap that tingled her and only turned her on more.
âSo boss me around,â she breathed, quietly, almost not letting the whisper escape her mouth, not wanting to let you hear it. She knew you had though as you swiftly reached up and grabbed her throat, giving a squeeze that made her breath catch momentarily before you released her, Jennie shuddering hard as a tingle raced through her body, your hands at her hips now as you threw the covers off and rolled her back over towards you. You grabbed her wrist and directed her hand onto your thick, throbbing cock which she immediately gripped and started stroking, being your obedient little fucktoy without hesitation as grabbed her tits again hard to make her wince before you lay back.
âRide,â you commanded, already urging her as she started to move. The idol pushed up from the bed to immediately obey, getting her knees under her and throwing her leg over to mount you and get in position, pressing her delightfully hot pussy down into your throbbing cock. You let her do her thing as she reached down for your cock and held it up as she rocked her pelvis forward in readiness. Jennie slowly let herself down and teased the tip of your cock over herself, spreading her abundant juices around it before she let herself sink down steadily to ease her inside and let your size spread and stretch her aching pussy.
You bulged out her velvet walls as she sank down, giving a groan as she descended and felt the blissful sensation of your cock inside her once more -- she couldnât deny she liked it. Jennie let herself push down to take your cock all the way in with a single stroke, pushing herself the last couple of inches to make her vagina open up fully, wanting to feel every bit of it, flexing hard inside her as you felt her love tunnel envelope before clamping down, loving the feel of how her pussy gripped your cock. Her murmurs of pleasure only turned you on more and you watched as she started to ride, slowly lifting up then sinking down again, taking it fully as she pulled right up until it almost popped out of her before driving into you to grind her clit against you, eyes closing in pleasure as she got into her steady rhythm.
âFaster, come on, ride it,â you commanded, slapping the side of her ass to spur her on, breaking her concentration for a moment and making her motions stutter before she composed herself and resumed harder and faster. She started pumping her hips down into you with an intensity and pace that you relished, stimulating your cock perfectly for a morning fuck as her gorgeous, snug pussy fit around you perfectly. Jennie leaned down onto your shoulders, her eyes shut with a look of concentration on her face as she worked her hips, her abs tightening and tensing as she rolled her hips and thrust down to take every inch of your cock inside her with quicker strokes. She was lost to the pleasure of it all as she rode it firmly, right up until her phone started ringing and shattered her focus. You both ignored it initially, then it rang again, causing Jennie to lean over and see who it was.
âItâs my producer,â she said, looking back down at you underneath her, her pace slowing for a moment as your hands held her hips.
âSo?â you replied.
âItâs probably important, he never usually calls me in the morning,â she said.
âSo answer it,â you replied with a smile.
âWhat? Like this?â she said, looking back down at you with wide eyes.
âSure, why not?â you teased, when it was obvious why not.
âIâve never answered the phone in the middle of sex before,â she said as it stopped ringing again, only to start ringing again almost immediately.
âSeems like he really wants you,â you said, working your hips to pump up to meet Jennie as she continued to fuck, riding you on autopilot.
âYou gonna stop so I can answer this?â she asked.
âNot on your life,â you said, gripping her hips tightly and pulling her down harder, making it clear she was going to fuck you till it was done right now.
â...Fuck,â she said, holding the phone up and knowing she was going to have to answer it.
âItâs a video call,â she said, only making you laugh somewhat as she swept her hair back and tried to make herself look vaguely presentable.
âDonât do anything, this is serious,â she chastised you, squeezing her pussy and riding in short strokes to minimize her movements as she took a deep breath and answered the phone.
âGood morning,â she said clearly, her practiced, PR friendly voice on point.
âGood morning, Jennie,â said her producer, unseen by you as Jennie rode you with her phone turned the other way, doing her best not to make her movements visible on the call.
âWhatâs going on?â she questioned, wanting to cut straight to the point and keep this quick.
âJust wanted a quick check in, I heard there were problems on set yesterday, not the smooth kind of process weâre looking for,â he said to her.
âYeah there were some disagreements,â she replied tersely, remembering how it had upset her...and led her to make the mistake that brought her onto her drivers cock.
âWell thatâs not great, Jen,â he said, giving her a look of somewhat disappointment, âwe really need to keep things going well, is there anything up?â he added.
âNo no, itâs just a blip,â she replied quickly, stifling a mumble of pleasure and shivering a little as she pushed up to slow her riding, needing to stop before she gave herself away. Sheâd never done this, not to anybody, and to do it in front of her producers was scary but exhilarating. She knew she had to remain composed and not give away what she was doing, not that there was anything wrong with it per se but she simply couldnât afford to let anybody else know she was stepping out on her fiancĂŠ.
âAre you alright, Jen? You seem flushed,â her producer asked, seeing her skin tone on the camera even with the half light of the motel room she was in.
âYeah yeah Iâm fine,â she said. At that moment you grabbed hold of her hips and shoved yourself upward to make her quake, barely suppressing a grunt as the stab of pleasure passed through her before you began to pound. You arched your body up, You arched your body up, heels dug into the mattress as you energized yourself, and slammed your hips up into hers, almost hanging from her hips, leaving her nowhere to go. Jennie felt the tingle and buzz go through her as she was fucked hard and faster, losing her composure and shuddering, fumbling the phone and struggling to hold onto it.
âYou donât look like it, want me to send someone over to check you out?â he offered, meaning some sort of medic that they had on the team.
âNo no, itâs just a bad connection,â she said, carefully but jerkily getting her thumb over the camera to block it out as she tried to slowly let out a breath and not focus on the sensations of your cock slamming into her.
âThe cameraâs gone off, are you there?â he replied, giving her the perfect out as she quickly pretended the signal had dropped.
âHello? Are you still there?â she asked, waiting a few seconds as he tried to get her to answer, trying to add to it with a couple of hammed-up crackling sounds before she hit the button the hang up and threw her phone aside.
âFuck you,â she breathed with a small laugh as she sank back down into you, shoving her hands back into your shoulders as your pulled up around the small of her back, pulling her down deeply into you as she focused all her concentration on your cock, started fucking it hard again. Her body rocked perfectly to slide you in and out of her juicy snatch, squeezing and clenching as she did, loving the way your cock pulsed inside her as you worked to pump your hips up into her and make her take every possible inch. Her phone rang again but she ignored it, no intention of answering it again as she hoped it hadnât in any way been possible to tell what she was really doing. It was then that she looked at the clock and began, realizing how short we had on time and how if we didnât finish this quickly, weâd be late for the set.
âShit, weâve got to get going,â she exclaimed, looking from the clock back at you.
âWeâre not done yet,â you said. Not a protest, a simple statement that reminded her she wasnât going anywhere until we were done fucking.
âBut weâll be late. Do you want someone to find out about this, really?â she asked, making a good point that suggested blowing this would likely not work out well for both of you.
âNo, I donât,â you said.
âThen letâs go,â she replied.
âWeâre not done. How about a shower? Weâll finish up in there as we get ready,â you said, seeming so cool and calm, full of useful and straight forward plans in that moment. Jennie looked back to the clock, then at you.
âDeal, come on,â she said, hopping off you as you released her hips and heading straight for the bathroom. You followed and enjoyed watching her firm ass jiggle as she dashed ahead of you and turned the shower on. The hot water cascaded down and she slipped into it, sighing in pleasure as the spray hit her feminine curves before you followed her in, hands sliding round her and squeezing at her breasts, pushing down her sides as she shoved back into your erection, ready for it to be inside her again. She wanted to enjoy the fuck but time was against it and she cared more about getting busted.
âPut it in,â she whispered, leaning against the wall and shoving her ass back in the most deliberate invitation youâd ever seen. And it was irresistible.
âDonât have to ask me twice,â you smiled as you grabbed your cock and stepped in to her, easily sliding to her pussy between her spread legs, arched back pushing it out ready for you to effortlessly slip into. Just a light push and you inside her, both groaning again as her velvet tunnel glided over the thick contours of your rock hard cock, your hands going to her hips to take a tight grip as you buried yourself inside her and then started to thrust. You worked your cock in and out of her, resuming the pace weâd had on the bed as we both got into it, Jennie shifting a bit and sinking lower, pushing her feet as wide as the shower tray would let her as you widened your stance to give yourself maximum stability.
âCome on fuck me, fuck me!â she said, louder than she intended to as she invited you to get on with it. You ignored her somewhat taking charge and simply dug your fingers into her flesh as you started to thrust, immediately shoving her forwards, seeing her muscles tighten as she braced herself against the tiles and pushed back against yours as you slammed your hips forward. We both groaned, Jennie harder than you as you started to fuck her hard and fast, pounding her with one intent now and that was completion and pleasure.
Your fingers were white with the pressure as you held her slippery body, hot water crashing down over us as you fucked her with hard, fast strokes. Your motions were short and intense, body slapping noisily against her booty as she jiggled in front of you, the idol just bracing herself and shoving back into you as the stimulation of being fucked from behind got to us both. It was so much more intense, hitting more nerve endings and doing the business for both of us when weâd already comprehensively warmed up with her riding on the bed. Your cock shoved deeply into her pussy, across the front wall of her vagina and her G-spot in a perfect manner, sending those deep, soulful tingles through her that she knew was a one way ticket.
Your hand slid up into her long, dark hair and grabbed a handful, yanking back to make her gasp gutturally, feeling a rush go through her, a tingle then quakes of pre-orgasmic tension, just letting it all hit her as you got her to the finish. You werenât far off yourself, your cock tingling and throbbing with every stroke of it into her gorgeous body, holding yourself back and focusing on getting her to the orgasm that was obviously on the brink. You were relieved when, after a few more seconds of thrusting, she shuddered violently and gasped hard, accelerating breaths before letting out a wail of pleasure as she came.
The orgasm hit her fast and she almost slipped, her foot losing grip on the wet floor of the shower as she trembled in pleasure, ecstasy washing over her as she shook and tingled all over, goosepimples spreading across her gorgeous body despite the hot spray of the shower cascading down over her. The clamping down of her pussy around your cock and the mental box checked meant your own climax followed swiftly on with a buck of your cock as you swelled rock hard. Jennie was treated to a few hard thrusts to amplify her own climax before she moaned in satisfaction as you jumped and unloaded inside of her, growling your pleasure in her ear as you shoved her forwards against the tiles and buried yourself deeply to empty every drop of your cum inside her.
She loved that youâd come inside her again, especially right before she went to work as she knew itâd be a naughty secret to feel your creampie leak out of her during the day. You slid back out of her, and she stood up, turning into your arms and meeting you for a deep, somewhat intimate kiss that felt so much more than what had come before.
And then it was over. You stepped back and got out of the shower, grabbing a towel and getting ready, leaving her to do the same. Jennie watched you leave then took charge of herself, knowing this incident was over and gave herself a quick wash down in the shower before following you out.
The next half an hour or so was hurried preparation to leave, neither one of us speaking as she got ready, taking much longer than you as she quickly dried and dressed, trying to dry her hair out and touch up a bit of make-up before we had to get a move on, time running out as she knew we had to get to set. She was rather embarrassed now, feeling awkward like she might after a one night stand, but also felt the most sexually satisfaction she had in months. It was a double edged sword she supposed.
With her dignity and attitude completely gone, our relationship having done a complete 180 in the last 12 hours or so, she headed down to the car with you and slid into the passenger seat as she usually did to let you drive her to work. She was the boss again now, but she didnât feel like it. You made good time, stepping on it a bit to get her on set in time so nothing looked amiss apart from the slightly bedraggled way she turned up on set, not that it mattered as she went straight into make-up to get tidied up for the days shooting.
The day went smoothly on set as she kept her head down and quietly got on with it, working well with the director to contrast with the previous days conflict, being cheerful and productive in a way that got everything done on time with no snags. Out of her earshot, the director flippantly commented to that perhaps she got fucked properly the previous night; he had no idea how right he was. Jennie just felt calm and relaxed, though she blushed when she saw her driver odd times during the day, thinking back to everything that had happened between us. Youâd completely taken advantage of the situation sheâd inadvertently created and sheâd loved it, just relishing how youâd treated her as she turned it over and over in her mind.
And she wanted it again.
There was no denying it, she needed it, lusted for it and was absolutely sure you would happily deliver. With that she steeled her mind to get it and thought about what she would do for you when her day in front of the camera was over. The rest of the shots went easily, no problems at all when she was just on autopilot and let herself be ordered around, something of a hangover of the night before which sheâd relished. Due to the efficiency they managed, they were actually finished around an hour early, with the director wrapping for the day and telling them they could all go and have a break as the next shots relied on brighter weather and the encroaching darkness was no use to them. Jennie gave her goodbyes and then headed for the wardrobe trailer to make a change.
You were waiting by the car as Jennie approached you, her long coat hiding her body as she smiled at you...then got into the back seat. You were curious as she hadnât done that since our first week together, hopping in behind the wheel and starting the engine as you looked back at her in the mirror. She stared at you as she took her coat off to reveal a short, tight dress that hugged her curves and barely made it onto her thighs, tits pushed up so they almost spilled out of it. Throwing her coat aside she spread her legs and lifted them a little so you got a glance up her skirt, seeing the see through panties that completely showed her off, her near-bald pussy that was all yours. You took your time checking her out, knowing she was there for you to look at as you took her in, along with her naughty smile.
âYouâre checking me out again,â she murmured.
âYeah, I am,â you replied, pulling away and managing to drive smoothly even as you stared at her in the mirror.
âGood,â she smiled, flicking her tongue. You accelerated away down the road, heading back for our motel once again, less than a whole day since everything had happened between us.
âI want you to fuck me hard again tonight,â she said quietly, meaningfully, the weight of her words clear. She wanted a repeat performance and probably plenty more, knowing you wouldnât talk and as long as she was covert, she could have her cake and eat it.
âNo problem, boss,â you said with a smile and flick of your eyebrows, playing to the fact she technically was, but it was clear she was giving you control out of hours now.
âGood, so whenever thereâs a good place to pull over, you know,â she said, reclining back into the seat, relaxing as she told you clearly she wanted an exact rerun of the day before.
âAbsolutely,â you replied, smiling to yourself as you focused on the road and pressed the throttle, cock already hardening. After all, you werenât going to disappoint your boss.
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hi!!! Can you do a Spencer Reid x fem reader where she doesn't work for the bau and meets the team for the first time and her and Spencer are just so in love and practically attached at the hip, sharing drinks, holding hands, and just being so cute and the team is shocked and teases Spencer about her and how he acts with her but they are so happy for him
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you make me happy- s.reid
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a/n: i love this idea!!! thank you so much for requesting :)
summary: spencer acts different around you and it shocks the team
pairing: spencer reid x fem reader
warnings: none
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Everyone on the team was shocked. Theyâd just decided to go out for drinks after a case, and there you were, Spencerâs girlfriend.Â
What?
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It had been an awful week at your job, your asshole boss was being an asshole, your creepy co-worker followed you to your car, someone else took credit for your work in the project you just wrapped, and on top of it Spencer was away all week.Â
But there he was, in the same bar as this stupid wrap party.
He sent you over a drink, labelling it from âyour secret admirerâ, and when you caught his eye you both smiled and waved at each other, happy to know he was back and you could be together again. Even if âbeing togetherâ meant staring at each other from across the bar and texting under the table.Â
You: Thank you for the drink :)
Spencer: It's no problem, sorry I was gone all week. How was work? (Iâm not sure how to do the smiley-face thing, sorry!)
You: It was awful :( Iâll tell you about it later, have a fun night love you! Gtg
Spencer: what does âgtgâ mean?
You: Lol, âgot to goâ.
Spencer: whatâs âlolâ
You: âlaugh out loudâ
âY/n!â your friend shook you away from your phone.
âYes?â you answered, hastily putting it back in your bag.Â
âThereâs a guy on that table that is totally checking you out,â she smirked. âFinally ready to end this dry-spell?â
âI already told you Iâm not looking for anything right now,â you sighed. âIâm happy how I am.â
None of your work friends knew about you and Spencer, mostly because you weren't really close with them and in part because theyâre the nosiest people known to man.Â
âFine, suit yourself,â she rolled her eyes and continued the conversation with the rest of the table. You looked in the direction of Spencerâs table and only saw him in front of you.Â
âHi,â he smiled, waving awkwardly.
âHi,â you smiled back, heat creeping up your face as you felt all eyes on the table turn to you and Spencer.Â
âI want you to meet some people, is that ok?â he asked and you nodded.Â
âIâll be back in a minute,â you smiled at the rest of your table. Spencer held your hand in his as you walked back to the table to be met with six pairs of eyes trained on the two of you.Â
âWell, this is my girlfriend,â Spencer admitted sheepishly as jaws dropped.Â
A chorus of âSince when?â, âwhy didnât you tell us?â, âhow long?â, and âhow did you pull her?â started and you just chuckled as Spencerâs face became increasingly red.Â
âGuys! Stop!â he laughed. âIâll answer your questions just maybe⌠introduce yourselves first?âÂ
âIâm Derek Morgan,â he sent you a wink and you chuckled.
âAaron Hotchner,â he held out his hand to be shook, and you took it. Heâs definitely the father-figure of the group.
âPenelope Garcia, I cannot wait to invite you on our girls trips, you will just adore-â
âPen,â Spencer sighed, a certain desperation in his voice that made you squeeze his hand, assuring him that itâs alright.Â
âEmily Prentiss,â she shook your hand.Â
âJennifer Jareau but everyone calls me Jj.âÂ
âDavid Rossi.â
âAnd of course, you know Spencer,â Derek smiled.
You sat beside Spencer and introduced yourself and the questions started pouring in. As you sat beside him, Spencerâs hand circled your waist and he held you close to him, his hands all over you.Â
âWhere did you meet?â Derek asked.Â
âAt the library,â Spencer answered. âWe were⌠arguing over a translation in a book. She was right but-â
âWhat language?â Emily asked.Â
âGerman,â you smiled. âIâm fluent.â
âAre you from Germany?â She asked.Â
âNo, I just learnt it when I was a kid. My parents were professors of language when I was a kid so they just made me learn as many as possible.â
Spencerâs hands moved from your waist slowly down to your hips and he pressed a mindless kiss to your shoulder as the conversation went from your relationship to other things. He was all over you all night and you didnât even mind. He drank from your drink, his eyes were more often than not focused on you, his hands were all over you, to say it was jarring for the team would've been an understatement. He'd never been one for physical touch, but here he was, practically draped over you.
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At one point, he went to the bathroom and all eyes were on you again.
âIs he⌠Is he usually like that?â Derek smirked.Â
âLike what?â You asked.
âAll over you?â Derek chuckled. âI mean the kid barely lets us touch the things on his desk, let alone touch him.â
You shrugged. âHe just⌠doesnât mind when itâs me, I guess.â
The team shared a smile with each other and you felt even more self-conscious. âWhat?â
âHe really likes you,â Aaron smiled. âItâs just nice to know that heâs⌠happy. Especially after all heâs been through.â
You felt a sense of pride in your chest and you smiled back at them.Â
âWhat did I miss?â Spencer asked, sitting beside you again.Â
âNothing much, just questioning your girl on your habits. I had no idea you still slept with the light on-â Derek teased but Spencer shut his mouth by shoving him over.
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The rest of the night was full of laughter until Spencer and you drove home. You stepped inside the house and toed off your shoes, then turned to Spencer, kissing him heavily. His hands landed on your ass, softly kneading the flesh there.Â
When you pulled away, you two were already at the couch and he was under you. âHi.â
âHi,â he smiled. âSo⌠what did you think?â he asked nervously.
âI thought they were wonderful,â you smiled and kissed him again, softer this time.Â
Spencer smiled. âGood. I really wanted you to like them.â
âWell I do,â you smiled.
âWhat did you talk about when I went to the bathroom?â He asked, his hands wandering up your body to brush some hair out of your face.
âOh just the usual, our sex life-â you teased but he cut you off with a groan and let his head fall back against the couch.
âPlease tell me youâre joking?â
âI am,â you chuckled. âThey said they were happy that youâre happy. Theyâre happy that I make you happy.â
Spencerâs eyes lit up. âThatâs not too bad then,â he smiled and there was a charged silence for a few moments. You two just looked at each other, drinking each other in.
âTheyâre right,â Spencer suddenly spoke up.
âWhat?â you asked.Â
âYou make me happy. Very happy,â he smiled and you swear you couldâve cried.Â
âYou make me happy too,â you smiled through misty eyes.Â
You two didnât need to talk anymore. You both knew what it meant. You were in love.
His lips pressed against your for the third time that night.
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Can I request headcanons for Dick, and Jason reacting to his gn crush asking him as they're so worried (as his hero persona) if he has seen him & described him while not knowing his secret identity?
Jason wanted nothing more than to tell you to go home, that it was not safe for you to be out this late at night and worried half out of your mind.
He just wanted you somewhere heâd knew you would be safe or could get to in quick timing should something ever happen, which was why when you tried calling his -red hoodâs- name, he tried to ignore you but found himself unable to hear you cry out in desperation any longer and looked at you silently as you got closer to him.
âIâm sorry to bother you but Have- have you seen my friend Jason?â You ask with tears in your eyes.
âThereâs a lot of Jasonâs in Gotham sweetheart, youâre going to be more specific.â He replied and curses himself for how harsh he mightâve came across. Heâll punch himself later for being a dick to you later.
You dig a hand into your pocket and drew out a picture of yourself and him the night before -unknown to you- he was told about tonightâs patrol. Jason has no clue why you had that moment photographed, nothing special happened other then you two hanging out like you usually did, but knew he was one to talk when he had photos of you and him saved on his phone when he was feeling the need to see your face.
âHeâs six two, male, dark hair with a patch of white in the front, beautiful eyes that have specks of a mystical looking green, almost like their glowing half the time- Iâm getting off track sorry. Itâs- Itâs just Iâm worried about him as he promised to text me when he got home, but he never did and Iâm scared that something has happened to him.â You reply to the intimidating vigilante who looked as still as a statue.
âI canât loose him.â You continue as tears streak down your face as your mind poisoned itself into thinking that Jason was dead or slowly dying in an alleyway or an abandoned warehouse and you couldnât get to him and it killed your in ways you couldnât describe. âPlease, I know youâve probably got better things then to search for a mission person but-â you pause to catch your breath when you felt as though your chest was being crushed slowly- âI donât know who else to go to for help.â You finished, biting down on your wobbling lower lip to prevent another sob from escaping as your eyes blur with tears.
Jason, feeling his heart break the second he saw tears, remembered where he was and who he was in that moment and brought a hand out towards you to place awkwardly on your shoulder, giving it a tight reassuring squeeze as he struggled to not admit to everything then and there if it meant soothing your heart. âI shall try my best to help you find your friend, until then you should get off the streets and head home, the nightlife of Gotham isnât for everyone.â
âWhat about you?â You asked him, wiping away your tears with the sleeves of your shirt.
âI do it so no one else has to.â Jason or Red Hood replies softly and to wasnât until now that you felt a sense of familiarity from the vigilante, but waves it off as some sort of projection you were putting on him in place of Jason. Why? Maybe youâd were in need of reassurance from your friend but couldnât get that when you were unsure as to where he was without feeeing the worse.
So you look for the next best thing who happened to be a vigilante strapped to the nines with artillery, built like a brick shit house, wears a ruby red helmet and most likely six two, pushing six three with his boots.
âThatâsâŚâ
âSad? Pathetic? Iâve heard it all-â
âBrave.â You said interrupting him as Jason felt his heart pick up at your appraisal. Your kind words often took him off guard more often than not but it was something he loved about you more than anything. âAdmirable even but you should look after yourself.â You added, struggling to form a smile and Jason wanted nothing more then to hold you in his arms and tell you he was okay, but knew that heâd be putting you in more trouble than not if he did such a thing.
âCanât promise anything in this line of work Iâm afraid,â Jason said, âbut I promise to try and find your friend, no matter what.â He adds and finds himself smiling behind his mask when you gave him the first genuine smile of the night.
âThank you red hood, thank you.â You cried as you lunged towards him and hugged him tightly, a sense of relief flooding your system almost immediately when you were in his arms. Jason on the other hand just wanted the night to end so that he could get out of his attire and sneak over to your apartment, just to show you that he was okay.
âDonât sweat it.â He mutters under his breath, sometimes hating the life he lives if it meant worrying you half to death.
Dick:
âNightwing!â
Dickâs head moved fast at the sound of your voice, something he has just noticed himself doing recently, and felt the need to drop everything just to make sure you were okay.
âThatâs my name, hey are you okay? You know you shouldnât be out here at night. Itâs not safe.â He tells you as he crosses his arms over his chest.
âI know that but I was looking for my friend.â You said to him.
âAnd whoâs your friend, maybe I can help.â Dick replies, wanting to do anything he could in his power to keep you out of danger however he could. He didnât want you to do something reckless and end up getting yourself hurt or even killed over it and he wasnât anywhere near to prevent it from happening.
âDick. Dick Grayson.â You told him and Dick felt his stomach drop. Him, you were looking for him? Why? âHe hasnât answered my calls or texts recently and Iâve gotten worried that something mightâve happened.â You added as you showed him -nightwing- a picture of himself and Hayley from a couple of days ago. He didnât know you had taken the photo but the way you did made it look like something taken by a professional photographer.
âAnd so your best course of action was to take to the streets of a dangerous city filled with criminals and gangs alike in hopes of finding him?â Dick asked rhetorically.
You shrugged, never having gave your plan any deeper thought since making it to realise how dangerous it mightâve been to wander Gotham at the dead of night, where crime was most likeliest to be committed. âThat was the idea.â
Dick sighs. âNo. What youâre going to do now is go home and leave to finding your devilishly handsome friend to me.â
âBut thi-â dick placed his hands on your shoulders and flashed you a reassuring smile. âI promise to give your friend a right good scolding for ignoring your texts and calls and to not worry you so oftenâŚjust let me take it from here, okay?â
You look at nightwing and found yourself trusting this man more than youâd ever have trusted anyone else in your life and sighing. âOkayâŚI just didnât want to bother you-â
âAnd youâre not bothering me, not at all.â Dick reassured as he rubs your shoulders in a way that felt weirdly intimate between strangers whom have never met before. âI know Gotham like the back of my hand. So Iâll be able to narrow down the places where your friend might be and have him at your doorstep by morning. I promise.â He finishes lowly as he stares you deeply in your eyes.
âOkay. I shall leave it to you.â You told him and dick felt relief in knowing that you were going to be safe and away from all harm. He hated that he was the reason youâd risk doing something such as searching Gotham for him at the dead of night, but heâd rather have you safe then do something risky.
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the whole world | s. reid
wc: 3.4k words // warnings: english isn't my first language! soooo much fluuuuuffinessss, swear words maybe? NOT proofread as you can see., a kid, spencer being cute, aaah idk what else, i think this sucks but it's mother's day today where i live and for some reason i couldn't stop thinking about dad!spence so this was born. (ha, that was unintentional)
dad!spence x mom!fem!reader
youâre not really sure what wakes you up.
if itâs the change of temperature in the bed, a sign that spencer had recently gotten up and started his day. or if itâs the small, soft footsteps running around the house.
you know itâs taking everything in your little hazel not to spoil the motherâs day surprise sheâs been working on at school. one of the many features she and her father share is their fascination to talk and talk about anything and everything, and more often than not, you are the person they tell everything to. so your daughter had been in a bit of a predicament since you first picked her up from school on a monday afternoon.
âhad fun today, haze?â you asked, buckling her into her seat in the back of your car.
âyeah,â she nodded, kicking her legs in the air.
âwhat did you do?â it was the same routine every day, and she was ready to begin telling you all about the new special project they started working on when suddenly she heard her teacherâs voice in her head.
âitâs a surprise for mommy! you all have to try and keep it a secret!â
âcanât say.â
âwhat?â you asked, leaning back a little, letting her bag drop below her feet.
âmiss tate said we can only tell daddy! mommy canât know until it's mommy day.â she explained.
âohhh, youâre working on something for motherâs day, lovey?â you smiled as you caressed her cheek, cupping her face with your hand, she leaned into it instinctively.
â...maybe.â she grinned at you.
âokay, honey. you know you can tell me if you want to talk about it, okay? i know you must be so excited, and i promise you iâm not going to be mad, iâm going to love it no matter what it is, got it?â you pressed a few kisses all over her face, your heart melting at the sound of her giggles. âor you can tell daddy when he comes home, heâs good at keeping secrets, you know?â
âyeah! i tell daddyâ
and every day leading up to motherâs day, she tried to skip the subject about what she did at school, and as much as you loved that panicked expression on her face, the way her hazel eyes widened and cheeks blushed you decided not to torture her anymore.
sheâs so easy to read. just like her father.
her perfect, loving father. who told you to take a day all to yourself that friday leading up to motherâs day, it was also the day when the kids were sent home with the project, so it would also give spence and hazel the chance to hide it and perfect it.
while you enjoyed a day at a spa, filled with massages and pampering, your little loves were at the mall looking for a gift.
âwhat would you like to give her, haze?â spence asked, looking at his daughter through the rearview mirror. âwhat do you think mommy would like?â
âwell, green is her favorite color. so, green?â
âsomething green, that sounds nice,â he nodded, his chest nearly trembling as he stole glances at his daughter. five years in and he still found it hard to believe he had a daughter. a child. a perfect, beautiful, smart and kind daughter. who looked so much like him and so much like you at the same time. âi heard her tell auntie em she needed a new handbag.â he suggested,
âwe can buy her a green handbag!â
âi think thatâs an excellent idea, hazey.â spencer smiled, holding the steering wheel with one hand, the other stretched out towards his child. âhigh-five,â he said, and felt her tiny hand smack against his, âgood girl,â he smiled proudly.
since hazel was still in your womb, you knew sheâd be a tall girl. i mean, look at her dad! but at five years old, whilst hazel is tall compared to children her age, she looks tiny when standing next to spencer. her head reached just below his waist, and her arm hurt whenever she walking alongside him because spencer pulled her little hand up to meet his, but she had to stretch so far up and it was just the sweetest sight in the world.
itâs late when you got home that night, thirty minutes past hazelâs bedtime, yet the moment you stepped in you heard the sounds of her favorite cartoon coming from the tv.
blossom instructs her two sisters in a plan to defeat that dayâs monster, and you expected to find your own little powerpuff girl running around the living room, but other than the tv, the rest of the house was silent. you kicked off your shoes, walking to the coffee table to turn the tv off when you saw them.
spencer with his back on the couch, somehow his legs bent but still managed to stay upright, and your daughter resting against his chest, his arms around her, keeping her close and safe.
and you took a second or two to soak in the view. spencerâs head was to the side, and hazel was pressed so far into his neck that itâs hard to point out where his curls end and hers begin.
you walked to them, your hand reaching to play with hazelâs hair as you leaned to press a kiss to spencerâs forehead. itâs scary how quickly they capture your undivided attention, just the sight of either of them was enough to make you drop whatever it was you were doing.
âhey,â spencerâs voice was groggy, sleep evident in it and in the way he struggled to peel his eyes open, like his eyelids were begging to stay shut.
âitâs okay, go back to sleep. iâll take her,â you said, but felt a light tug on your wrist.
âcâmere,â he mumbled, scooting to the back of the couch and making space for you. you gave in, squeezing your way in and adjusting hazel on top of you so you donât choke with her hair against your mouth. âhad fun?â you felt spencerâs hand on your waist, his thumb rubbing circles on your skin, sneaking under your shirt.
âyeah. thank you, needed it,â you donât know if itâs the busy day you had, or just the sight of your two loves sleeping that made you feel tired, too. you covered a yawn with the back of your hand. âyou?â
âmhm,â he hummed in agreement, âhazey couldnât decide on one thing. said youâd loved so many things. got you everything.â
âspence-â you scolded lightly.
âi know. but you shouldâve seen her. too cute. too much like you.â
âlike you, you mean.â
âhmm,â he opened one eye, pulling you closer, being careful with your girl on top of you. âlike us. sheâs got the best of us.â
and she does.
sheâs funny and smart like spencer, kind and caring like you.
you donât know where the sassiness came from, though.
(kidding, itâs all spencer, he wouldn't admit it)
âdaddy, can i put a candle?â hazel asks, sheâs done with placing the grapes into a bowl and looking for something else to add to your âmotherâs day pavaganzaâ, a phrase sheâd picked up from hearing auntie penny ask about your spa day, and had repeated to her spencer, who didn't have the heart to correct her when she sounded so adorable.
âi just know those little geniuses have a big motherâs day extravaganza planned for you,â sheâd said, just as hazel entered the kitchen.
âon the pancakes?â spencer asks, she nods. âsure,â
the drawer slams a little louder than sheâd intended, her mouth forming a perfect âoâ as her eyes widen in shock.
âsorry, daddy!â she runs to him, one hand on the stool sheâs currently trying to climb, the other fisting spencerâs pajama pants. âhere,â she hands him the pink birthday candle youâd used for her birthday cake.
âthank you, hazey,â
you chuckle as you listen to them, you canât hear all of it, but you can tell sheâs getting louder the more excited she gets. itâs only a matter of minutes before the chaos that had been in the kitchen joins you in your bedroom. you pretend to sleep, curling into spencerâs side of the bed, and closing your eyes.
âsheâs asleep! daddy, can i wake her?â you hear her laughing when you fake snore.
âgo ahead, haze, gentle,â he reminded her, even though he knew you were awake.
âmommy,â you hear her running to the other side of the bed, âmama,â she climbs in next to you, lying next to you, you feel her breath on your face. then she presses wet, sloppy kisses on your cheek, and you swoon.
âhmm, who's giving me such sweet kisses?â you ask, being met with a grinning hazel as you open your eyes.
âit's mommy day!â she exclaims, arms looping around your neck with a strength you hadn't expected, âlove you mommy,â
âi love you too, my angel, so, so, so much,â you wrap your arms around your little girl and hug her tight, setting your back against the mattress. you kiss all over her face and head, her little hands sticky and stained in maple syrup and jam.
âmade you mommy day food,â she laughed as you tickled her sides. âdaddy!â
spencer has taken residence by the end of the bed, the tray filled with breakfast set carefully on his lap.
âhappy mother's day, honey,â he whispered against your lips, once the tray has been set in front of hazel, who can't help but pick a few slices of fruit to help herself.
âthank you, love you,â you kissed him once more, running a hand through his hair as you turn to look at your girl. âis it yummy?â you ask her as she pops a grape in her mouth, she nods, âi bet it's cause you and your daddy made it.â
it's a few hours later, after you're all showered and dressed, that you go downstairs and find the living room all decorated, with balloons and strings and three pieces of paper stuck to the wall that read âhappyâ, âmommyâ, âdayâ in spencerâs handwriting, but drawings made by hazel surrounding the words.
âmommy close your eyes,â you're sitting on the couch, all the gifts that hazel couldn't choose from are now open and on the coffee table. turns out the other gifts had just been little trinkets, a headband, a small bracelet, a keychain. âit's time for the surprise!â
âwhat surprise? i didn't know there would be a surprise!â your heart melted at her laughter.
âdaddy cover her eyes,â she orders, and spencer makes his way around the sofa, standing behind you, he leans down, tilting your head back and pressing his lips on your temple.
âiâve got it, hazey,â he nearly purrs against your skin, and as spencer continues his soft attack on your face, you hear hazel running through the house, âwe hid it in my office,â he pulls back a little, staring at you with so much love.
âthank you for today,â you whisper, your cheeks were now hurting from the permanent smile that had been on your face the entire day.
âit's nothing, you deserve the world, honey.â and he means it. when he was young he'd pushed the idea of love to the side, with his job and his lack of social skills it was hard to picture a future with a family, but here he was. thanks to you. âi love you so much, you've got no idea,â he leaned down again, this time kissing your lips, accomplishing two things at once.
kissing you, and getting you to close your eyes.
âready mommy?â you'd been so wrapped up in your husband that you missed your daughter walking back to you.
you looked down to see a scrapbook (just a few colored paper sheets binded by ribbon), a picture of you and hazel on the cover, in the middle.
âangel, this is beautiful,â you coo through teary eyes, embracing her fully before you even looked at the rest of the book.
the three of you settled on the sofa, with hazel between you two as she explained why she picked the pictures, something she'd done with spencerâs help. the pages were decorated with crayon drawings, glitter hearts, and stickers.
the last picture brought even more tears to your eyes, you were sitting in a hospital bed, with spencer by your side, his hand wrapped around your back, the both of you staring down at the new little baby that had just been born.
hazelâs first ever picture.
âlook at this, hazey, you were so tiny,â you swallowed a lump in your throat, âand look at you now, you're so big, my sweet girl.â
âdaddy said this is the day you became a mommy,"
âtechnically i was a mommy when you were in my belly,â you patted your stomach, âbut my entire life was changed the minute you were born, i loved you before i even knew you, and i didn't know i could feel that much love for someone so little. hazey-â you said, shuffling her around so she was sitting on your lap, spencer pressed your back against his chest. you looked back at him, kissing his cheek.
âyour daddy and i love you so much. it's an honor being your parents. every day i thank the stars that you're our little baby, that we get to raise you and see you grow. thank you for making me your mommy,â
âlove you, mommy,â she nestled against your neck, âlove you, daddy,â she reached up, puckered lips against spencer's other cheek.
âlove you, hazey, you're my wish come true,â spencer placed a kiss on the top of her head.
that night, as you get ready for bed, feeling tired from all the emotions of the day, you snuggle against spencer's side.
âthank you for today. for helping haze,â
âof course, sweet, i told you, you deserve the world,â his lips meet yours in a gentle, slow kiss.
âi already have my whole world with me,â you tell him, voice full of sleep and love. âthank you for giving me my world.â
and if spencer had a time travel machine he would tell his younger self to not lose hope. the best years of his life were yet to come, his world wouldn't end when members of his chosen family left the team, his whole world and family were on the way.
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Smell Ya Later
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Synopsis: you get a new body cream that allegedly attracts spiders, and someone else
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Whenever you needed a some space from your everyday routines, you packed up your stuff and spent the weekend in your room at the Stark Tower. You had spent the day shopping and picked up a few self care items, including a new body cream you had seen online. Once night had fallen and you felt you had shopped enough, you retreated back to your room and sat at your desk to look at the things you had bought.
âLetâs see how you smell.â You said as you twisted the cap off the body cream. You had barely raised the jar to your nose when Peter appeared the doorway of your room.
âHey.â He greeted.
âJeez. You scared me. I didnât know you were here tonight.â You laughed and put your hand over your pounding heart.
âYeah, Iâm spending the weekend here to give my aunt some time with her boyfriend. But, sorry. I didnât mean to scare you. I was walking by and wanted to come say hi.â He laughed shyly.
âOh. Well, hi.â You smiled and gave him a little wave.
âMm. Something smells really good in here.â Peter sniffed the air as he walked into your room. You were pretty sure this was the first tike Peter was actually in your room and that made you gulp.
âReally? I donât smell anything.â
âMaybe itâs just the air. Girls rooms always smell good.â He shrugged.
âAre you in a lot of girls rooms?â You asked teasingly but were dying to know the answer.
âNo.â He chuckled. âBut I remember from going over to girls houses for group projects and stuff in middle school. Plus, Natashaâs and Wandaâs room always smells good when I walk by. Not that I go around sniffing everyoneâs rooms.â
âIâm starting to think you might.â You mumbled out of the corner of your mouth.
âI donât, I swear. Did you just go shopping?â He laughed and leaned against your desk. You sucked in a sharp breath over the close proximity and nodded your head.
âI did. But I didnât get anything exciting.â
âWhat do you mean? This looks very exciting. What is this?â Peter asked as he held up a fluffy headband with a large bow at the front.
âA headband to keep my hair out of my face when I wash it.â
âOh. I thought it was a giant scrunchie. Or a really small tube top.â Peter pursed his lips as he turned the headband over in his hands to try and understand it.
âNo. Neither.â You laughed shyly as you watched him touch your things.
âWhatâs this thing?â He asked and held up your heartless curls rod.
âItâs for heartless curls.â You replied, making Peter look at you in confusion.
âYou know. Curling your hair. With no heat.â
âThis tiny pool noodle curls your hair?â Peter asked in disbelief and held up the limp rod.
âYes. You wrap it around this and sleep in it. Then you wake up with curly hair.â You explained and wrapped a strand of your hair around it to demonstrate.
âOkay. Iâm getting closer to understanding. What role does this thing play in all of that that?â Peter asked as he picked up a claw clip from your desk and opened it a few times.
âYou use this to clip the rod onto your head while you wrap your hair.â You informed him.
âWow. Sometimes I feel like girls live in an entirely different secret world than boys. Like, I just put water in my hair and say Iâm ready. But you guys have all these fun fancy contraptions.â He smiled as he played with a scrunchie on your desk.
âYeah. I guess it is kinda fun.â You shrugged as you looked at all the silly contraptions laid out in your desk.
âWoah. Whatâs this thing?â Peter gasped and picked up your jade roller that was still in the package.
âItâs called a jade roller.â
âYouâre gonna have to explain.â He said and looked to you for help.
âI havenât tried it yet but basically you put it in the refrigerator and then roll it on your face to decrease puffiness in the morning.â You explained as you took it out of the box.
âAnd it works?â
âI donât know. But it feels good.â You shrugged and rolled it up and down your cheek.
âI canât imagine that medieval looking thing feeling good.â Peter mumbled.
âIt does. Come here.â You beckoned him with your finger and he leaned down closer to your face. You smiled timidly at him as you rolled it up and down his face.
âSee? It feels nice, right?â You asked in a soft voice.
âIâve never experienced this feeling before.â Peter said and closed his eyes peacefully.
âYou should get one.â You chuckled and rolled it on his forehead.
âI donât know. Mr. Stark already made fun of me for my Lana Del Ray poster. If he sees this in my room he might think Iâm a little weirdo.â
âWho cares what he thinks? He has a ânail girlâ for his weekly manicures and pedicures. And I think itâs attractive when a guy cares about his hygiene. Which says a lot about my standards now that I say that out loud.â You realized and thought about that for a minute.
âMaybe I will get one then. Because I care about my hygiene. A lot. More than the other guys you know, I bet.â Peter bragged, making you laugh.
âI would not have a hard time believing that.â You answered honestly.
âWhy do you need all this stuff anyway? Youâre so pretty.â Peter asked as he gestured to all the things on your desk. Guy cracked a smile at his casual compliment but didnât make a big deal out of it.
âIt guess itâs like you said. Itâs fun. I like using these things when Iâm having quiet time by myself.â
âI like that. Thatâs something new I just learned about you. I also didnât know your last name until right now.â Peter tapped a school paper on your desk that said your full name. You laughed as he stood up and headed towards your door. The moment was ending but it was the first time you really talked to Peter one on one in that way so you still took it as a win.
âSeriously. Something smells really good in here.â He said from your doorway.
âI think I smell it too now. Maybe somethings in the air.â You smiled shyly.
âMust be.â He smirked. âGoodnight, L/n.â
âGoodnight, Parker.â You called after him. Once he was gone, you stayed looking at the doorway with a starstruck smile on your face. You didnât know what prompted Peter to talk to you all of the sudden but you were thankful to whatever it was.
The next day, you went downstairs for breakfast and found Natasha and Wanda in the kitchen. You stopped to talk to them for a minute as you finished rubbing your body cream onto your elbows.
âOoo. You smell good. What is that?â Natasha asked you.
âItâs a body cream from that brand Sol De Janeiro. Iâve never used it before but it had good reviews.â You told her as you smelled your wrist to catch the scent again.
âWow. Itâs really nice.â She sniffed you again. âYou smell like how Moana feels to watch.â
âThank you.â You smiled. âBut when did you watch Moana?â
âI was thinking more along the lines of luxury sunblock or every flower scented candle at Yankee Candle at once.â Wanda added.
âThat description also works, thank you.â You nodded in agreement.
âThat reminds me.â Natasha began. âI need to get a new perfume. Iâve become totally nose blind to mine and I can never tell-â
âHey guys. Mmm. Something smells good. What is that?â Peter burst into the room suddenly full of energy while loudly sniffing the air. You smiled and waved at him and he immediately went over to you.
âItâs this one.â Wanda said and pointed to you. Peter put his hand on your back and stepped closer to you to taken whiff.
âOh, yeah. It is you. You smell amazing.â He told you.
âOh, thank you.â You laughed shyly. âItâs just my body cream.â
âGod damn. It smells so good.â Peter gushed. âIâve never smelled anything like that. Whatâs it called?â
âUm, Iâm not sure. I could find out and tell you, though.â You offered.
âYeah, sure. I probably wouldnât use it because it smells like a woman angel that turned into a vanilla bean but I wouldnât keep a jar around just to sniff. It smells amazing.â He insisted and moved close to you to inhale again.
âSo youâve said.â Natasha snorted and gave you a look. You gave her a confused look as Peter put his hands on your hips and nose right on your shoulder to smell you.
âSorry. I just really love that scent. It makes me feel like that scene in Ratatouille.â Peter said.
âWhat scene?â You looked over your shoulder to ask him and tried not to scream over how he was holding you.
âWhen that guy eats the ratatouille.â He said simply. âHoly shit, L/n. You smell like a flower that was dipped in crystallized sugar and then rolled in fairy dust. I could smell you all day.â
Just then, Tony walked by and saw how close Peter was to you. He frowned when he heard Peter sniffing loudly and rolled up the magazine in his hand.
âDown boy. Bad. Off of her.â Tony said as he smacked Peter with the magazine.
âBut she smells so good.â Peter whined.
âNo. Bad. Bad boy.â Tony shook his head and continued hitting Peter with the magazine.
âFine.â Peter grumbled. âBye.â
âBye.â You waved to him as he left the room. Once you were alone with the girls again, they looked at you with raised eyebrows.
âWhat?â You wondered.
âHow long has that been going on?â Wanda asked you.
âHow long has what been going on?â
âYou and Peter.â Natasha replied.
âWhat? Thereâs nothing going on between me and Peter.â You forced a laugh and looked to the side.
âWell he clearly wants there to be something. I have not seen a boy that down bad since high school. Wait, how old are you guys again? 14?â Wanda asked.
â22.â You corrected. âAnd Peter is not down bad for me. Iâm pretty sure he likes this girl from his school.â
âWhatâs her name?â Natasha asked.
âLiz.â You answered immediately. âI mean, I donât know. Who cares?â
âOh, so the crush is mutual?â Wanda nodded in understating.
âNo. Nothing is mutual.â You scoffed. âThis isnât liberty.â
âOh, you have it so bad.â Natasha laughed at how flustered you were getting.
âNuh uh. Maybe you like Peter and youâre trying to deflect. Ever think about that?â You asked her.
âRight. I like a middle schooler who cries to Lana Del Ray on weeknights.â She answered sarcastically.
âShe has very moving music.â You defended him.
âI think itâs cute that you guys like each other.â Wanda said. âAnd it makes total sense for you to be together. Youâre the same age and have a similar lifestyle. Why not tell him how you feel?â
âBecause I donât like him.â You insisted. âAnd he doesnât like me.â
âIf he doesnât like you then why was he just using you like a scratch and sniff?â Natasha raised an eyebrow.
âMaybe he just likes to sniff things.â You shrugged. âMaybe thatâs his thing.â
âOr maybe youâre his thing.â Natasha replied.
âDo you really think he likes me?â You asked them hopefully.
âI always kinda thought he did.â Wanda admitted. âAnd After that disturbing encounter, thereâs no doubt in my mind. Heâs definitely into you.â
âHm.â You hummed and thought about it. Youâd always had a secret crush on him and he had no idea so maybe it was possible that he felt the same way about you without you ever realizing.
You spent the day thinking about what the girls had said. Your thinking was interrupted when Peter returned to your room that night and took a whiff of the air.
âMm. Smells good in here.â He noted.
âI have a candle on. I mean, lit.â You corrected yourself and pointed to your candle.
âDonât knock it over and burn your room down. That happened to Brittany Spears, you know.â
âOh, I know.â You insisted. âI watch all the videos of her spinning in her living room.â
âSame.â He laughed. âWhat are you doing right now?â
âNothing. Why?â
âI was gonna go grab food. Would you want to-â
âYes.â You said immediately. You felt embarrassed for answering so fast but Peter didnât seem to mind.
âCool. Letâs go.â He said and nodded towards the door.
Thirty minutes later, you were sitting on a bench outside of Delmarâs with sandwiches and bottles of ice tea. Peter picked the place and you followed his lead when ordering because he seemed like a regular.
âAnd why is it flat?â You asked him as he held up his squished sandwich.
âBecause it tastes better the flatter it is, duh. Try it.â He insisted and gestured to your squished sandwich. You gave him a skeptical look before giving it a bite.
âOkay. You might be on to something.â You admitted once you had swallowed.
âThank you. Every few years my brain lets me have one good idea.â Peter said as he happily chewed his sandwich.
âWhat was the good idea before this one?â
âChips in my sandwich.â
âI see. And are these ideas always sandwich related?â You chuckled.
âWait.â He gasped. âYeah. They are.â
âMaybe itâs a sign. Maybe youâre a natural born sandwich maker.â You shrugged.
âMaybe Iâm Jersey Mike.â He gasped even louder, making you laugh. People were looking but you were too excited to be there with him to care.
âI was gonna say youâre Jared from Subway but I think heâs a pedophile or something.â You told him.
âWhat? No way.â Peter scoffed and pulled out his phone to google it.
âOh damn. Youâre right.â He realized. âWow. Even Jared from Subway is a bad guy? Is no one safe?â.
âI mean, you could really say any male celebrities name and thereâs like a 50% chance he has charges against him.â You shrugged.
âThatâs so true. My record is clean, by the way.â Peter told you. âUntil my identity gets revealed. Then Iâm looking at a lifetime of property damages and breaking and entering charges.â
âOh, for me too. I have trespassed more times than Iâve actually been invited somewhere.â You answered. Peter laughed and then looked at you fondly for a minute. You grew self conscious under his gaze and nervously cleared your throat.
âIâm sorry. I keep getting distracted by your perfume.â He admitted. âI canât get over how good it smells. You smell like the freaking sugarplum fairy.â
âThank you. You smell good too.â You complicated and nudged him a little.
âThatâs because I stole some of Mr. Starks super expensive cologne before we left. He called me to his room once just to show me the price tag on it. I thought it was his social security number at first. And the bottle is so small. I thought it was stupid to spend so much on such a tiny bottle but now that Iâm wearing it I feel like I really want to fire someone.â
âI canât say Iâve ever felt that feeling.â
âMe either. Until today. I smell like a whole different tax bracket right now and I donât know if I can go back to my Axe Dark Temptation spray. I donât want to smell like the bourgeois anymore.â
âThats so funny.â You chuckled. âDo you always take his cologne?â
âNever. Just for today because I knew I was gonna ask you to hang out.â He said before taking a bite. You paused and sat with the implication that he did something just to impress you.
âIâm flattered to know you stole for me.â You said with a coy smile.
âWell you always smell amazing so I didnât want you to think you were hanging out with some stinky rat.â Peter explained.
âI would never say that about you. I must say, youâre the best smelling rat Iâve been around.â
âSince we live in New York, Iâm taking that as a compliment and letting it inflate my ego.â Peter warned you.
âYour ego must be pretty big already though, right? If I was a guy your age who looked like you did and could do the things you can do, Iâd be super annoying about it. Like, raise my hand in class using two fingers and ask a question thatâs just a roundabout way to show off how intelligent I am kind of annoying.â
âLooks like me? Can you elaborate on that, please, miss?â He asked with a cheeky smile.
âYou know.â You rolled your eyes playfully. âGiant muscles. Giant brown eyes. I donât know much about spiders but giant something else, Iâm guessing. That spider bite served you well.â
âStop. Iâm shy.â Peter laughed and covered his face with his hands
âCome on.â You groaned. âYou have to know youâre cute.â
âMy aunt says Iâm a handsome little lad.â He said and batted his eyelashes to make you laugh.
âSheâs right.â You laughed. âBut seriously. If my arms looked like that Iâd only wear tight white shirts and ridiculously skinny jeans. And obviously slick my hair back like a Greaser. A full Soda Pop Curtis, if you will.â
âOh, so youâre an Outsiders fan? This is me trying to maintain a regular conversation while hoping my heart rate returns to normal after being bombarded with compliments, by the way.â Peter said with a rosy blush on his face.
âI love The Outsiders. Iâm still chasing the high I felt when my teacher played the movie for us in 5th grade and Soda Pop came out of the shower in the beginning. I think all the girls in that room remember that moment. I havenât felt that way since.â
âReally? Never?â
âMaybe once or twice.â You smiled fondly at him.
âWell, to answer your question, I am actually a total loser at school and have an ego the size of a walnut. No one knows I can do the things I can do so Iâm just another goofy goober on campus.â
âHow can you saw youâre a goober when youâve probably saved the life of every person in your school? More than once I might add.â
âBecause I didnât do that stuff. Spiderman did.â He explained. âWhen Iâm on campus, Iâm just me. Itâs the only way to protect my identity. I have to let all the credit go to someone else.â
âOkay, I get not taking credit to remain humble and anonymous and what not, but what about all the other cool stuff you can do? Iâve seen you move a refrigerator with ease and casually run a mile without breaking a sweat. How do you resist the urge to show off all the time?â
âBecause I wasnât some sports star before I was bitten so it would be highly suspicious if I showed up one day and started dunking on everyone and breaking their ankles and third sports term. I only want to use my abilities to help people. Not to get popular.â He shrugged. As he spoke, you felt your crush on him turned into full blown infactuation. Youâd always liked him from afar but now that you were getting to know him, he was even better than you thought.
âYouâre better than me. Iâd be doing backflips down the hallway and climbing on the walls. And if I got in trouble, Iâd just be like âremember when New York wasnât taken over by aliens? Youâre welcome, bitch.â And then Iâd swing away and probably kiss a cheerleader. Maybe even two.â You told him.
âUh uh. My powers have definitely not gotten me any kisses from cheerleaders.â He laughed and shook his head.
âSo you donât have a girlfriend or anything?â You asked and couldnât help but smile.
âNo. My roster is empty. And I wish I could blame that on the Spiderman stuff but I canât. Iâve never been lucky in that department.â
âI donât understand that. Youâre soâŚâ You trailed off when you realized you were about to say too much. Peter looked at you with a coy smile and raised his eyebrows.
âSo?â He asked.
âSo annoying.â You insisted. âAnd ugly, actually.â
Luckily, he understood that you were saying the opposite of what you meant and smiled in appreciation.
âWhat about you? You must have a boyfriend and 10 guys lined up ready to take his place the second he falters, right?â
â11 guys.â You corrected.
âDamn. Iâm sorry. I shouldâve known.â He said and held up his hands in defense.
âItâs okay. How could you have known? But, um, no. No boyfriend.â You told him and watched carefully for a reaction.
âSo you donât like anyone at your school?â
âNot at school, no.â
âOh. So there is someone.â He smirked.
âThere may or may not be a boy. But he likes someone else so it doesnât even matter.â You waved your hand in dismissal.
âDoes he know you like him?â Peter asked. Your knees and elbows were touching as you sat together on that bench. You couldnât help but notice he had gotten closer and closer as you talked.
âNo.â You replied as you stared into Peterâs eyes.
âThatâs obviously why he likes someone else.â Peter insisted. âI guarantee that if he knew he had a chance with you, heâd forget all about that other girl.â
âI donât know. Do you really think that?â You asked skeptically.
âDefinitely. Heâd be crazy not to go for someone soâŚâ He trailed off to give you a taste of your own medicine.
âSo?â You shook his arm to urge him to continue.
âUgly.â He replied. âReally, really ugly. Not pretty at all. Definitely not funny or charming. And a stinky rat. And ugly, if I didnât mention that before. Ghoul like, even.â
âThank you.â You smiled warmly, knowing he meant the opposite of what he was saying.
âYouâre very welcome.â He smiled back. âSo when are we doing this again?â
You did it again the next night, this time at a food truck you liked, and then a few days after that. Thatâs when Peter started giving you his weekends. You started hanging out more and more and grew to be close friends in just a short time. You lived at home during the week and could look forward to Peterâs almost nightly visits while he was on parol just to sit in your window and talk to you. He was so so consistent that you started leaving your bedroom door open just for him.
âIâm here. Donât be naked.â Peter said as he climbed through your window one evening.
âI just got out of the shower. What if I was naked? Then what?â You asked as you rubbed your body cream into your skin.
âThen weâd have a funny story to tell at parties.â He said as he pulled his mask off. You couldnât help but smile at the way his messy curls stood up on his head.
âOh yeah? And whatâs so funny about me being naked?â You teased him as you squeezed the excess water out of your hair with a towel.
âThatâs not the funny part. The funny part would have been when my eyes sprang out from my head on slinkies and made an audible âboing-oing-oingâ sound. Right before my head exploded and left a smoking stump on my neck.â Peter told you, making you playfully roll your eyes.
âOh wow. Very Tom and Jerry of you.â You chuckled.
âA full Tom and Jerry. The only thing missing would be the little blue birds and or angles flying around my head but I didnât say that one because itâs typically reserved for traumatic head injuries.â
âYouâre stupid.â You laughed and shook your head endearingly at him. Peter smiled back at you
âYouâre stupid.â He chuckled. âYou smell good.â
You really liked being friends with Peter. The more time you spent with Peter, the more you found you could talk to him about anything. He seemed so interested in every little thing you said. You worried your crush suddenly taking an extreme interest in you might be too good to be true, so you were determined to enjoy it while it lasted. And do far, it had lasted two months.
âHey you two. Are you gonna be hungryâŚâ Tony trailed off when he assessed the situation in front of him. You and Peter turned your heads when you heard Peterâs bedroom door open, giving Tony a full view of the green face masks you had covering your faces. You were sitting on Peterâs bed and applying masks to each others faces so your hands were full of the green goop as well. Tony looked back and forth between the two of you for a minute but eyes kept returning to the giant pink bow headband Peter had on to hold his hair back.
âOh.â Tony nodded. âHm. Okay.â
âHi Mr. Stark.â Peter waved.
âI was gonna ask if you guys were hungry. But now I donât know how to feel.â Tony said with a blank expression.
âWeâre okay. We door dashed some food. Thank you, though.â You replied.
âNo problem. Try not to have too much fun, ladies.â Tony snickered and closed the door.
âHe doesnât get us.â Peter rolled his eyes and smeared some of the face mask across your forehead. You smiled at the mention of âusâ and stared into his eyes.
âHe wishes he was gonna have clarified skin and minimized pores in 45 minutes.â You agreed.
â45 minutes? Oh shit. We shouldâve brought snacks.â
âI can go grab some. I need to pee anyway.â You told him and hoped off his bed. You hit up the kitchen after the bathroom and raised the refrigerator for some snacks. When you shut the refrigerator door, Natasha was standing there watching you.
âSo. Having another stay at home date with Peter?â She asked and pointed to your face mask.
âItâs not a date.â You rolled your eyes. âWeâre just two friends hanging out.â
âRight. And do you share clothes with all of your friends or just the ones you donât have feelings for?â She asked sarcastically.
âHe wasnât wearing my pants that day, okay?â You sighed. âHe just asked me to embroider little molecules into his jeans and then wanted me to sign my name. Which is very normal for two friends to do.â
âSo thatâs not his sweatshirt you have on now?â Natasha asked and pointed to the Museum of Natural History hoodie you had on.
âIt is. But-â
âBut. Mm hm, yeah?â She cut you off with sarcastic interest in her voice.
âYes, but.â You stated. âItâs too small on him now that the bite made him all big and muscly. But his uncle bought it for him and it was too sentimental to throw away so he let me have it.â
âOh. So he gave you an article of clothing that his dead uncle gave to him? Thatâs very platonic of him.â Natasha said before cracking a smile.
âI donât know what youâre implying.â You played dumb.
âIâm implying that you two are dating but pretending youâre not.â
âWhat?â You forced a laugh. âWe are not dating.â
âYeah, yeah. Youâre not fooling anyone with that. Why donât you just call a spade a spade and make out already?â
âBecause itâs not a spade. Your momâs a spade. Weâre just friends.â You insisted and felt glad your face mask was covering up your embarrassed blush.
You went back to Peterâs room with the snacks and pushed Natashaâs comments from your mind. Peter could tell that something was bothering but he didnât push it.
You spent the next few nights at home but headed back to the tower to spend the weekend. You knew Peter would be arriving later that night so you got ready in your room while you waited. You scrolled on your phone while you did your makeup and came across an article on the body cream youâd been wearing lately. You started to read it but got distracted by the sound of people in the downstairs. You left your room and took the elevator down to see if it was Peter, but found Wanda and Natasha instead.
âOh, hey. I was just telling Nat I got that cream you told us about. It just smelled so good on you.â Wanda told you.
âDid you? Tell me what you think of it. It works really well but I think I have to stop wearing it. I was just reading online that apparently it attractsâŚ.â You trailed off and pulled out your phone to show Wanda the article. You got distracted by a text from Peter telling you that he had arrived. You furrowed your eyebrows and stared at the text as things started to make sense in your head.
âAttracts what?â Wanda asked you. You looked up to answer her but got distracted by Peter walking in.
âSpiders.â You told her as you stared at Peter.
âHey, Y/n.â Peter greeted with a smile. âCome with me up to the roof. I have something to show you.â
Peter took your hand and started pulling you towards the elevators. You were still lost in thought but regained composure enough to look at the girls while you were being pulled away.
When you got to the roof, the sun was just beginning to sink into the city skyline, making for a peaceful atmosphere. There were some snacks set out and a sheet you recognized from Peterâs room.
âWhatâs this?â You turned to him to ask. He was already staring at you and watching carefully for a reaction.
âYou said youâd been so busy with homework lately that you donât even realize when it becomes night so I thought we could take a mental break together and watch the sunset.â Peter explained with a sheepish smile. You lit up when you heard his plan and forgot all about the article.
âYou planned this for me?â
âI didnât want you to work yourself to death. Youâre gonna do fine on your finals. Youâre the smartest person I know. Other than, like, the two super geniusâs I know. But youâre definitely up there.â He assured you. You broke into a smile and threw your arms around him to thank him. He stumbled back a little a before wrapping his arms around you and hugging you back.
âThanks, Peter. This is really sweet.â You said and pulled away just enough to look at him. You stayed with your arms wrapped around each other as the sun began to set around you.
âYouâre very welcome.â He said with a fond smile. You stared into his eyes and felt his magnetic force pulling you towards him. Peterâs eyes dropped down to your lips before a rosy blush covered his face. You couldnât believe what was about to happen was actually happening. He started to lean in and cracked a smile just before your lips could touch.
âGod, you smell amazing.â He whispered to you. You snapped out of your trance and took a step back from him.
âOh my God.â You gasped. âI knew it.â
âWait, what? Knew what?â Peter forced a laugh and tried not to look as disappointed as he felt that the moment had ended.
âYou donât even like me. Youâre just attracted to my delicious smelling body cream!â You shouted and pointed an accusatory finger at him.
âWoah, what? I have been accused of so many things but that is truly a first.â Peter said and held up his hands in defense.
âI bet this whole thing was a set up just so that you could sniff me!â You gasped and pointed his picnic.
âWhat are you even talking about?â He matched your tone and pulled his hair in exasperation. You put your hand over your heart to catch your breath as you looked between him and his setup. Everything made sense now. Peter started talking to you the moment you opened up that jar of body cream. He only wanted to hang out with you once you started wearing it. And as you stood there on the roof with him and realized it never had anything to do with you, you felt gutted.
âI thoughtâŚI thought you liked me.â You said in a quiet voice as your face sank with disappointment. Peter turned red all the way to his ears and laughed in embarrassment.
âI do like you.â He said quietly.
âBut not for me.â You shook your head. âFor the way I smell.â
âWhat? Thatâs crazy?â He laughed is dismissal. You rolled up your sleeves and walked back over to him to hold your arm under his nose.
âYou like this.â You told him.
âDamn, that smells good.â Peter whispered as he took in your scent.
âSee? Itâs my body cream. It attracts spider. Whatever is lingering in your DNA from the bite makes you attracted to this specific scent.â You grumbled as you pushed your sleeves back down.
âHuh. That explains why I got a boner in Sephora the other day.â He realized.
âWhy were you in Sephora?â
âI was getting us more face masks. I even used your email so you could get the points.â
âYou did?â You asked and cracked a smile. Peter looked at you sympathetically and took a step towards you.
âI had a whole night planned for us. I was gonna bring you up here to watch the sunset. And I brought snacks you like. Even disgusting Salt and Vinegar chips.â
âI love those.â
âI know you do, for some odd reason. And once the sun had set, I was gonna go downstairs with you to do the face makes. I got you a panda because you like them and mine looks like Hello Kitty, see?â Peter said and he pulled the masks out of his bag.
âVery impressive selection.â
âI know. Once we had them on, I was gonna tell you that youâre the only person I donât feel like I need to wear a mask with. Or youâre the only person who makes me feel the way I do when Iâm wearing my mask. In parenthesis, my Spiderman mask. Which implies you make me feel invincible. I donât know. It was gonan be some mask related metaphor that I was hoping would come to me in the moment.â
âWhy did you need a mask related metaphor?â
âSo I could ease the tension and segway into telling you that I like you.â He admitted with a timid smile.
âYou do?â You asked skeptically. Peter nodded his head and put his hands on your shoulders.
âI wouldnât do all this for you just because I liked the way you smell. And believe me, I love the way you smell. If I could shrink you down using the Honey I Shrunk the Kids machine and shove you up my nose, I would. But I like a million other things about you too that donât involve the olfactory bulb.â
âThen how come we only started hanging out once I started using the body cream?â
âOkay, Iâll admit, I got a whiff of the body cream and basically floating in the air down the hallway into your room like a cartoon pig being lead to a pie.â Peter prefaced. âBut that was just the first time you wore it. It gave me the confidence to ask you to hang out which is something Iâd been wanting to do since we met. And once we started hanging out and I learned all these new things about you, I liked you even more. Which I didnât know was possible because I was already listening to Lana Del Ray and pretending you wrote the songs about me. When you started smelling divine, that was just the icing on an already big cake. Iâm talking Cake Boss level size cake thatâs mostly made of Rice Krispies and plastic tubes.â
âSo now Iâm divine? I thought I was ugly and not funny or charming at all.â You teased him as you stepped even closer.
âYouâre right. I still find you very unattractive and donât want to be your boyfriend and l definitely donât want to kiss you-â
You cut him off by pulling him by the shirt into a kiss. He stopped talking immediately to kiss you back, putting his hands on your face to pull you closer.
âYou smell so fucking good.â He growled and pulling you closer by the waist. You giggled against his lips as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
You and Peter eventually retired to the sheet to watch the rest of the sun set. You laid on his chest and listened to his heart beating while the scent of his cologne filled your nose. You went back downstairs hand in hand once the sky was dark and passed by Wanda in the living room.
âGoodnight, Wanda.â You smiled at her as you and Peter walked by.
âGoodnight.â She replied and waved her fingers. Peter stopped suddenly in his tracks and looked at Wanda.
âWoah.â He smiled. âYou smell really good, Wanda. What do you have-â
âOh, no you donât.â You cut him off and pulled him by the back of his shirt away from her.
âItâs the cream.â Peter said in defeat. âIâm defenseless to the cream.â
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