#f: demetriou

[virginyathevamp]

i just love this section of the crest, i had to share

[cringefailkralie]

me and my overly emotional alex g edits… you know how it is…

[ants-personal]

missed the opportunity to have demetri have purple in his bangs to match hawks mohawk

[kiiwiigii]

Mine

Jasper x Vampire!Fem!Reader 

Summary: You make the mistake of wearing someone else's hoodie. 

Warnings: 

NSFW 18+ 

Smut 

The Major *wink, wink* 

Possessive sex 

Oral (F. receiving) 

Cream pie 

Word Count: 2.8k+ 

Requested?: For Kinktober! 

Intense and angry possessive sex with jasper pleaaaaaase 🙏 

A/N: A special thank you to @alecvolturi and @demetris-cocksleeve who both encouraged me to not bin this. This was the most frustrating one I have written so far. But I hope you enjoy!

I honestly should have seen it coming. 

It would be just my luck to be left alone with Jasper while the family had decided to take separate vacations. 

Coming out of the newborn stage at 2 years, I still didn't feel comfortable enough to be out in the world just yet. Alaska was a safe haven for me until I felt I was ready. So, Jasper had stayed behind, essentially playing babysitter. 

And it was awkward as hell. 

I think it was obvious that I had a crush on him. 

Obvious to everyone in the fucking house. 

Including Jasper. 

And I knew he could feel it. Which was as embarrassing as it sounds. And it was quite obvious that he didn't feel the same way, since he had never acted on it. 

We were just friends. 

And as awkward as it was, I sucked it up and enjoyed his company instead. 

At least he couldn't hear my thoughts, unlike poor Edward. 

Jasper made sure that we had something new to do every day, but he also gave me space when he sensed I needed it. In a weird way, it felt like we had been growing closer, and I had caught him looking at me often, something flashing in the back of his eyes. And like me, he would look away quickly.  

It was like a sort of dance that neither of us would admit to. 

I sat on the kitchen counter, watching the snow drift by in thick flurries through the large windows. Alice had given us the heads-up that a storm was rolling in during one of her daily check-ins. Jasper and I had just returned from hunting a few hours ago, and despite being cold-natured now, I was still uncomfortably cold. I held a cup of hot water in my hands. Not to drink, but it made me feel somewhat normal, and it warmed my hands fairly well. 

I let my mind wander. I should go sit in the living room where the fire was, I'd be much warmer. But Jasper was in there. And every time I even looked at the fire all I could think about was him taking me right there on the floor in front of it, the plush rug soothing against the skin of my back- 

I squirmed a little at just at the thought of it. 

"Darlin'?" 

I blinked up at Jasper. I had been so lost in my own thoughts that I hadn't even been paying attention to my surroundings. He had only taken to calling me 'darlin' recently and it practically set my body afire. By God, if I could blush, I would be beet red. Quickly clearing my thoughts, I smiled up at him. 

"Hey, Jazz." 

"What are you wearing?" 

I looked down at what I had on. Shorts and a hoodie. 

"Clothes?" It came out as a question. 

"Yes, I can see that. But why are you wearing Emmett's clothes?"  

I started at the anger in Jasper's tone, surprised and wary. I eyed him quizzically. 

"Because. I wanted his hoodie. I like it."  

 Jasper scowled, and disappeared before reappearing a moment later, one of his own hoodies in hand 

"Here. This is much warmer, and I know you're cold."  

"Why do you care?" I raised a brow at him in challenge. 

This was completely out of character for Jasper and to say that I was confused was an understatement. 

We had a mild stare-down until Jasper actually growled at me. I sucked in a breath, heat shooting straight between my legs, and I squeezed my thighs together again.  

Fuck.  

That was playing dirty.  

And given my current state of emotions, he absolutely had to know it. 

"Just get rid of it." He demanded. 

"What?" 

"Emmett's hoodie. Get. Rid. Of. It." 

I gulped, a little uncomfortable with Jasper's sudden mood swings. I quickly took the hoodie from his hands. It was his dark blue one, my favorite one to see him in. 

He continued to stare at me, waiting, and I cleared my throat. Finally, he raised a brow at me, and I rolled my eyes, trying to fight the bit of embarrassment rolling through me. 

"Well, if you insist on me putting it on right here and now, Jasper, I'm going to insist that you turn around." 

His brows furrowed adorably. "And why would I need to do that?" 

I looked away from our little staring contest, biting my lip. "Because I don't have anything else on under it." 

Jasper straightened up and his eyes darkened as he looked at me, and if I'd had a beating heart it would have leaped at the burning look in his eyes. 

"What?" I said defensively. "It's soft. I like how it feels! Most of my clothes are scratchy!" 

He turned around quickly, his hands coming up to massage his temples. Keeping an eye on him I quickly discarded Emmet's hoodie and slid my arms through the sleeves of Jasper's, zipping it all the way up. I discreetly buried my nose into it for a moment. It was so much softer than Emmet's, and it smelled significantly better. Like Jasper. 

Fuck. 

I could feel the wetness beginning between my thighs. 

I needed to escape. 

Like, now. 

I couldn't exactly hide it, but it was way better than creating an uncomfortable atmosphere for the both of us. 

"You know, you wouldn't feel so cold if you put more clothes on." He was facing me again. 

I felt embarrassment flood through me. He had a point. And it was also the perfect excuse to escape- 

"Not that I really mind," He continued with a smirk, his eyes raking up and down my form. "I like what I see. And I like  how you look in my clothes. Especially in my clothes." 

My brain screeched to a halt, my lips parting in shock. His southern drawl had suddenly gotten deeper. This sounded like the Major talking. I had only met the Major once, right before Victoria's army came for Bella. That had been… an experience to say the least. And if that part of him was coming out, then that explained his sudden shift in mood. 

"And I have to say that I also prefer you wrapped up in my scent."  

He was practically purring. 

I gulped, suddenly on edge. "Why?" 

Jasper's eyes were predatory, nearly black. "Because darlin', you're mine." 

My eyes widened at his words. He approached me slowly, hands reaching out on either side of me on the counter, my legs falling open unconsciously and allowing him into my space. He leaned in, eyes watching me with such intensity that I forgot how to breathe. Perhaps it was a good thing that I didn't need to breathe because before I knew it, I felt a wave of lust roll through me, and it wasn't just my own. 

I gasped as he leaned in, claiming my lips with his own, and my legs wrapped around him without a second thought. He groaned, cupping my neck as he tilted my head back, while his other hand gripped my waist possessively. He tasted like mint, with a small tinge of copper from hunting earlier in the day. He swiped his tongue along my bottom lip, and I opened my mouth obediently, letting him in. 

After a moment he pulled back and buried his nose into my neck, his hands sliding down to grip my thighs. I tried to catch my breath, despite not really needing it. 

"You taste so much better than I thought you would." His voice was low and husky, muffled by the fabric of his hoodie. 

Goosebumps erupted across my body, and I could practically feel the wetness begin to drip down my thighs to the counter.  Jasper must have caught on to my confusion and doubt because he gripped my thighs even tighter. 

"Oh, yes. You have no idea how many times I've thought about you, darlin'." He pulled back to look at me. "Of all the ways I could have you. In my bed. On the couch. On the floor. Against the wall."

I gasped, thighs squeezing together around his waist. 

"That's right, darlin'. I've lost count of how many times I've thought of making you mine." 

"Yours?" I squeaked. 

"Mine." 

Oh my.  

Oh fuck. 

I really, really liked it when he was possessive. 

I moaned, clutching his shirt, a bit dazed as he swooped in for another kiss. 

"Oh," I gasped as he kissed his way down, lightly raking his teeth against my neck, his hands tracing invisible lines over my curves.  

I could feel every inch of him pressed up against me, and it was almost too much. I rolled my hips up against him and he pulled away, breathing heavily. 

Before I could comprehend what was happening, I was being lifted off the counter. One of his arms wrapped around my waist while the other slid under my ass to hold me up. I held on for dear life as he carried me to the living room and sat me down on the couch. I stared at him as he kneeled in front of me on the floor, spreading my legs open slightly. 

Jasper suddenly paused, looking up at me with dark eyes. 

"This is your one and only chance to tell me no. Otherwise, I will have you, right here and now, and there will be no going back." 

I gulped but said nothing, choosing to nod instead. 

"Use your words, darlin'. I need to hear you say yes." 

"Y- yes." 

"That's my girl." 

He smirked before reaching up and tugging at the zipper of the hoodie, the fabric slowly falling away to reveal my nakedness underneath. I automatically went to cover my breasts when Jasper grabbed my wrists with a warning growl. 

"Don't you even think about it darlin'. You are mine. And I want to admire every inch of you." 

My breath caught in my throat, and I felt a thrill of pleasure and submission at his words, my body betraying me as my nipples hardened. 

Jasper let out a purr of pleasure and slowly let go of my wrists, pulling my arms away from my body and exposing my breasts to his hungry gaze. 

I gasped when he leaned forward, wrapping his arms around my waist, splaying his hands across my back beneath the hoodie, and pressing me to him, sucking one of my nipples into his mouth. My hands automatically came up to twist themselves in his hair, my back arching at the wet sensation of his tongue on my skin.  

I couldn't help but moan as he nipped and licked before biting down lightly, teasingly. I gasped as the pain and pleasure mixed together, creating a delicious sensation that had my pussy practically pulsing. The sensations were overwhelming, and I couldn't keep still. I started to rock my hips against him, moaning. 

Before I knew it, he was pulling away, leaving me to whimper at the loss of his tongue.  

Jasper slowly began to peel my shorts down my legs, exposing my soaked panties. 

I squirmed at the way he took in the sight of me before traveling back up to my face. 

"Mine." he purred, his eyes never leaving mine as he hooked his thumbs into my panties. He gave them a little yank, and I felt them slide down my legs. "Fuck. You're gorgeous."  

His hands trailed up my smooth, silky legs and I quivered as his hands got closer to my heated center. I couldn't help but whimper as one of his hands traced the apex of where my thigh met my pussy, right along the panty line.  

"Please." I begged softly. 

I gasped in surprise at how quickly he moved, one hand gripping my ass to pull me closer, and the other quickly shoving his face into my soaked pussy. 

I had to bite back another moan, my back arching as he slid his tongue along my folds and began to lick me. 

"Holy fuck," I managed to croak out, my eyes nearly rolling to the back of my head. 

The feeling of his hot tongue along my slick folds was almost like an electric shock, hitting me in the base of my stomach and sending sparks throughout my body, ending in my fingertips, which had tangled themselves in Jasper's golden locks. 

I had completely lost control of myself, practically squirming with each swipe of his tongue. Jasper grasped my thighs to keep me still, relentless in his assault. He started swirling his tongue around my clit, teasing me, and slowly driving me closer to my climax. The feeling of his mouth finally deciding to suck on my clit sent me right over the edge. 

I let out a cry as I came hard, gasping for breath. Jasper didn't let up, continuing to viciously lap up my juices as he sent me spiraling into yet another orgasm.   

By the time my breathing had returned to normal, he had somehow managed to escape from my hold and was standing in front of me. 

"We're not done yet, darlin'." 

I swallowed thickly. He smirked, watching me intently as he slowly unbuttoned his jeans, making me even more aware that I was unable to get rid of my burning need for him. He slid his jeans down and kicked them off before stepping close to me. I could smell the faint scent of me on his breath and I licked my lips in anticipation as he inched closer. 

"We're not done until you can't walk." 

I sucked in a surprised breath, pussy practically pulsing with need. 

Jasper chuckled as he pushed me back on the couch and spread my legs wider. His touch was soft and gentle as he spread my pussy open and slid two fingers inside me, stroking them in and out yet again. This man had magic fingers. And if he had me coming undone with just his tongue and fingers alone, it made me wonder what he was able to do with his cock. 

"I have to make sure you're nice n' ready for me darlin'." He murmured. "Here, put your hands up under your knees for me. Just like that. Now, don't let go." 

I obeyed, chest heaving and now fully exposed in a way I never thought possible. Jasper grinned before leaning in and kissing me deeply, tugging at my bottom lip with his teeth. 

I could taste myself on his lips and it only made me more aroused. He slowly slid his fingers out of me and replaced them with his hard, throbbing length. 

When had he lost the underwear?? 

I didn't have much time to think about it before he was pushing himself inside me, filling me up in one smooth thrust.  

I let out a ragged breath in surprise. 

"Jasper!" I squeaked. 

I was so full that I could feel every inch of him, so thick and hard. 

Jasper barely stopped to pause, bending down to nip at my ear in admonishment before he started thrusting in and out of me, a slow, steady rhythm that had me moaning and gripping the underside of my knees for dear life. 

Fuck. 

He was hitting that spot again, and I had the feeling that I wouldn't be seeing only stars this time around. I could feel myself getting closer and closer to another orgasm, the pleasure building up inside me until I couldn't take it anymore. 

"Jasper," I gasped out, my nails digging into my thighs. "I'm gonn- gonna come." 

He grinned before driving himself even deeper into me, his pace picking up as he started to drive me closer and closer to the edge, feeling my walls practically strangling his cock. 

"Come for me, Darlin'." He purred.  

My toes curled in pleasure as the coil building in my belly snapped, and I came hard, my body shaking and my pussy clenching around him. Jasper followed suit a few seconds later, his body going rigid as he came inside me.  

"Don't move." He ordered. 

Jasper paused before pulling out, looking down at me with a satisfied grin, eyes still dark and intense. I was panting, doing my best to catch my breath yet again while holding my legs up. I could feel his seed dripping out of my pussy and onto the couch. 

He licked his lips, taking in the sight of me and I nearly moaned at the thought of what he was seeing. I must look like a wreck. Completely ruined. Half dressed in his hoodie and completely defiled, his cum running down my pussy and ass. 

Jasper smirked. 

"Oh, darlin'. You look perfect that way." 

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[volturiprincess]

From the other side

Demetri Volturi x F newborn vampire

Warnings: Foul language, death, mentions of a Emetophobia, I bash on the Cullens here A/N: This was a request by @kpopgirlbtssvt, I got to say I enjoyed working on this. Its been a while since I worked on an actual long one-shot request but I hope the wait was worth it, and I might of changed some ideas on the request slightly (but still stayed on topic). Enjoy💙 Word Count: 4k+ (wow)

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(He's just so gorgeous🥰)

“I think she’s waking up”

“How do you know?”

“Well you can see her eyeball moving Emmett, I'm no doctor but I think that is a sign she is waking up”

“Oh well sorry Mister Smartypants, didn't know I was in the presences of an expert”

“Focus, should we fetch Carlisle? He said he would be back soon but what if he’s already here?”

“I'll check, you stay here incase she starts moving around, wouldn't want her newborn instincts to kill Nessie”

“Fairpoint”

Why do I feel so strange? Where the hell am I? Maybe I should wake up, maybe the one with the southern accent could give me answers. I force myself to wake up and when I do everything seems so different. Everything seems so focused, enhanced, so…perfect. When has my vision ever been this good? I know I've been neglecting my glasses quite often but even with my glasses on I never had such good eyesight, I always thought I never needed them. I sit up slowly to check my surroundings. Crap! Where am I? What even happened to me? 

Flashback….

Just left my final class of the day, Anatomy is such a pain in the ass really. Why did I decide to take both Anatomy 1 and Genetics in the same semester? But I mean it's worth it, get the harder classes out of the way and then I can maybe squeeze in other classes I am interested in before graduating. I clinged my heavy textbooks to my chest tighter as I tiredly made my way to my small apartment. I got lucky that this place was cheap compared to living on campus, and the bonus to it is that my place is about 5 minutes away from campus. I heard the school bell ring signaling some class has ended, instantly I'm surrounded by a swarm of students like me. All of them either off to  their next class, or home, or even getting a late lunch. I was slightly pushed around until I managed to find an opening but not everything can go to plan. As I was trying to get to the opening someone shoved me a bit too hard and the books I was clutching flew out of my arms, I went along with them.

I heard a simple “My bad” and then I was met with silence. I hurriedly picked up my stuff and saw how people just looked but didn't help or offer a hand. Situations like this makes me want to just disappear. Just be able to get to point A to B without any mishaps. I composed myself mentally and continued my walk to my apartment. Considering it's only 5, it's already pitch black. I don't like walking alone at night, sure I’m a night owl, but I like to be alone in a safe space. As I'm walking I felt that weird feeling of being watched, it's like a sixth sense to me at this point, please tell me it's just my paranoia and not real. I do a quick scan and I'm met with no one but silence that makes an exception to the far off train horn. I hurried off trying to shake off that paranoia until I bumped into what I thought was a wall (ended up being a ‘human’)and then I was met with darkness.

Present…

I felt my eyes fill with tears but I soon noticed they would not fall, I tried blinking but nothing happened. I went to wipe my eyes with my hand instead but felt my hand move abnormally faster. Okay what the heck? I know I sometimes have my days where my reflexes kick in or not but I have never been able to move that fast. And as if on cue my throat felt so dry, I felt like I could drain the pacific and yet that would not be enough to satisfy the level of thirst I have. I tried swallowing but noticed that it didn't even help or even do anything.

“Carlisle should be here soon with something to subdue the thirst”

My gaze snaps to the man who is casually keeping guard at the door. The way he stood made me think he was maybe in the military or something. Why is he beautiful? His blonde locks styled perfectly and his eyes… Are they gold? I have never seen that type of eye color on someone before, I mean I have read a book where one of the characters had pirate gold eyes but in person that’s strange.

“Wh-wha- where am I?”

The way his gaze slowly met mine gave me the creeps, it was like from a scene of a horror movie, where if you spot something from a distance and then you blink, they are right in front of you, killing you.

“Carlisle will answer your questions”

“Why can't you?”

“I'm not in a position to be telling you stuff, all I'm here is to keep you calm since you are a newborn”

“A newborn?”

And then I was met with silence, he turned away from me so he was back to facing the wall like he was previously. 

“Could I at least get your name?”

“Jasper Whitlock, ma’am”

What feels like ages, another man walks in with a big guy. The first one seems like he is the one in charge around here, he seemed nice. He had a calm presence within, but the other guy seemed like he was ready to pick up a fight, probably the muscles around here. Now that I'm thinking about it more, am I in some sort of mafia? But these guys don't seem all that scary, maybe the big one and the Jasper guy. The calm one got closer to me and offered me a cup.

“Here drink this, it should help with the thirst”

I crabbed the cup hesitantly, hoping it wouldn't kill me, and drank it desperately. Finishing it in milliseconds, I did feel a small relief but I still had that feeling of an intense thirst. 

“We will give you more later but I think you deserve an explanation”

“You think”

He smiled gently but nodded “Well to start of you are not human anymore, you might of picked that up slightly since you have woken up”

Not human anymore? But what could I possibly be then? What have they done to me? Am I a monster now?

“You are now a newborn, a vampire to be exact”

That right there was the biggest mick drop of my life. What does he mean i'm a-a vampire? Those exist? I thought they were just myths, that they are just some made up thing that people build up over the years. But now I'm somehow one now? This shit can't be real, he probably has me on some drugs on something. Yeah that's right, probably drugged me and I'm trapped in some dream or something.

“I can see your in denial, there’s really no way to really explain it but you really are a vampire, that cup you drank from was filled with blood, deer blood to be exact”

Oh heck no. I drank blood? I never had a problem with blood, I mean I have a major in the medical field for a reason. Just can't get over vomiting, that's just a big phobia of mine, someone throws up and I'm literally about to faint. But enough of that.

“You gotta be joking here, vampires do not exist, there just myths”

“Well with all honesty here, I assure you I'm not joking, not with the times we are facing now”

“And what is that?”

“Well my family and I are in a bit of a dilemma, you see we have engaged another coven of vampires, and they are threatening to kill our family over a misunderstanding”

“Pardon my language, but what the fuck? What do you mean ‘another coven of vampires’ and a supposed death threat, there's more of you guys out there?”

The big guy chuckled slightly at my foul language and I heard him mumble a “Oh I like her, she’s way more funny than Bella”

“Yes well you see, our kind if basically spread out around the world, this other coven of vampires are living in Italy, but this coven is basically like our government, royalty you can say even, there more dangerous than us, they feed on human blood and they have gifts that can wipe out humanity in an instant”

Ok this other coven sounds scary, wipe out humanity? What the hell did this guy and his family do to anger them anyways, must be pretty serious.

“So let me guess this straight, you and your family have angered this powerful coven of vampires who can in your words wipe out humanity and…are doing what now?”

“Well we been gathering witness to help us avoid a fight with this coven”

“I see but what exactly did you do to anger this coven of powerful vampires then?”

“My son and his new wife had a baby”

“A baby? I'm sorry I don't see a problem here”

“Vampires cannot recreate, that's what I thought until my then human daughter-in-law got pregnant”

“Ok? Still not seeing a problem here”

“I guess an easier way to explain is as I said vampires cannot recreate, we are biologically not able to do such thing between two vampires, but between a vampire male and female human, it's possible but the problem here is the Volturi believe we have created an immortal child, which we didn't”

“I see so then why do they believe you created an immortal child? And also what is an immortal child?”

“An immortal child is a child what was turned into a vampire, there stuck as a child for eternity and cannot control their thirst or be calmed or even age, they are in modern terminology are illegal, and to answer the other question, apparently hybrids are not common and they did not know about them existing”

 The more he answers my questions, the more I think I am definitely dreaming, no way in hell is all of this real. Why am I even being roped into this? I was just some human who was just trying to be a Physician and now that dream is out the window because I'm apparently a vampire now. I need to wake up, this cannot be my life right now, I have so much to live for still. Sure I was quiet and not in some relationship but I still liked the life I had. 

“Now the real question here is, why or how am I even part of this?”

They were all quiet instantly and none of them were making eye contact with me. Ok weird… I mean even the big guys amused look was gone and that guy answering my questions with a small smile was also gone. Something here does not feel right. Someone burst into the room, which freaked me out a bit because this guy along with his buddy looked intimidating with all their leather and the intense red eyes. I felt a weird current roll down my body and then I heard gasps. The Jasper dude looked at me with wide eyes, well everyone was looking at me with the same wide eyes. 

“She’s gone!”

“No I don't think so Emmett, she’s gifted”

“What are the odds of finding one that is gifted”

“Not very likely”

Why are they all talking about me as if I wasn't there?

“Um i'm right here”

The ‘nice’ one spoke up first “Well it seems you have a gift miss, your invisible currently”

“Seriously?” I looked down and as he said I am indeed invisible. Maybe that weird current I felt earlier was me triggering this. Should I tell him this?

“How were you able to do that?”

“I don't know, I um felt a weird feeling run through me after those two over there came in”

“Vladimir and Stefan triggered it? Hmm it seems it came from fear then, interesting”

So those are their names, I wonder who is who. My wild guess is the platinum blonde is Vladimir and the dark haired one is Stefan. 

As if he knew I was talking about him, the platinum started to speak “So you were desperate enough for witnesses that you created a newborn? That’s low even for you Carlisle. At least she’s gifted but even then she probably has no combat skills so she won't be able to tear heads off if the time comes”

Ok y/n, let's think about becoming visible, I don't like how they're just staring at me like that, and also speaking smack about me either. Smoke started to surround me for a minute and when I looked at my hands to see I was now visible. Again I heard the gasp. 

“How did you do that?”

“I was just thinking about wanting to be visible”

“Well that’s good to know how your gift works”

“I guess”

Carlisle, it took him like thirty minutes to tell me his name, started to explain the situation more and even introduced me to the other members of his family. Jasper along with his friend taught me some basic combat skills in case a fight broke out with the confrontation. But the weird thing I discovered was when I met the infamous son, Edward, I was able to read his mind when he was reading mine, he gave me a funky look each time and tried to reduce his thoughts as much as he could. 

Funny enough but also traumatizing, he was always thinking about his honeymoon with his wife. I do not need to know how his child was conceived. When I met Alice a similar thing happened, she spaced out (which I found out she does when she has a vision) and I saw me with another figure, a man to be exact. The man in the vision was gorgeous, I never knew such a person could exist, he looked like a greek god. I think I might have another gift but I'm not sure I should tell Carlisle, there's just something off about why he won't tell me about how I became a vampire or what happened to me that night. 

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Today is the day of the confrontation. Just last night I found out about vampires and now I might face death himself. And just today I found out werewolves or shifters exist, is everything in the books true then? I can feel my chest curl into itself and I feel myself internally hyperventilating. Can vampires do that? Well if they can that is exactly what is happening to me. I was placed between Vladimir and Stefan because apparently I should blend in and be more in the background then in front with the others. The Cullens think if the Volturi find out about me they might face a punishment of some sort.

But these two vampires are freaking me out slightly, they had an eye on me constantly, as if I were some criminal or something. With the confrontation I am fighting the urge to just disappear, I don't want part in this. It's not like I could be of help anyways, I can't really turn invisible on command, it just happens and turning visible doesn't always work when I want it to. The other gift I have, I still have no idea how it works or what it is exactly. 

Everyone is standing on guard waiting for the Volturi to arrive. I think the longer we wait the longer I feel my anxiety rise. I saw Vladimir move slightly, I followed his gaze to see a whole army of cloaked figures, they all moved in sync and let a smaller group move forward, those are definitely the kings with their guards. When they all stopped walking, they removed their cloaks and my eyes widened in shock. Why are they all really good looking? The big guy looks even more scary than Emmett, he’s basically towering over everyone. The other two I see are what I can assume are twins, they look alike except for the girl having blonde hair and the guy having brown hair. I heard the others say they are the most dangerous ones. I look at the kings, the only one who looks like he would kill everyone is the blonde one, he seems like the anger issues type of guy- err vampire. 

It seems I forgot to analyze another guard, he was slightly out of my view but how can anyone ignore his presence. I think this was the guy from Alice vision, in person he's more gorgeous. His lovely blonde hair styled to look like spikes, how his face is so symmetrical, he was indeed handcrafted by the gods.

I saw his gaze shift to meet mine, and oh dear gosh, a strong feeling overcame me. I don't even know what this feeling is, it's like an invisible string is trying to pull me toward him. I want to give in but I'm scared of what this is and I'm also scared that I might die right here. His focus was on me the whole time as the others spoke, there was even a point where he turned to the bored looking vampire to ask something which concluded with a nod from him. 

I don't even know what to center my fear right now, the fear from what is happening or the fear of this strange feeling I have with the breathtaking vampire. My attention on him was paused as I saw the blonde twin try to do something but that Bella girl used her shield, the blonde girl even looked at me but something odd happened. She clutched herself as if she was in agonizing pain and fell to her knees, my eyes widened slightly as her twin brother was at her side trying to somewhat resolve her pain.

Even the other Volturi members were shocked, the same twin boy turned his gaze to us and the anger that reflected his eyes was the most terrifying thing to witness. Out of his pure instincts he released a black smoke that also came out of my hands. I started to panic and the witnesses around me were also panicking, a bunch of them hissed for me to stop but I didn't know how or what was even happening.

A loud stop from the Volturi's side made everything go back to normal, the smoke was gone, the girl who was in pain stopped clutching herself and the boy's face was back to its resting form. Even the smoke I somehow had coming out of my hands had vanished. The king in the middle was the one who shouted stop from what I can tell.

“And who is this? She seems to have a very similar ability to one of my guards”

Carlisle who still had a confused looked form the earlier actions done by me “She’s part of Vladimir’s and Stefan’s coven”

The way the two vampires looked at Carlisle at the mention of their name would have left him buried six feet under. I could tell whatever plan the doctor had in mind was not planned. I mean even I was not aware of the plan to start off with, I was just told to stay quiet in the back and not turn invisible until they commanded me to. Vladimir not wanting to be thrown under the bridge or face any death just like me didn't let his voice be unheard 

“Still low of you Carlisle, he’s lying to you”

The look on the vampire king's face can be best described as if someone stabbed him in the back.

“Oh? Please do tell”

“She’s a newborn that Carlisle himself turned just recently”

“Oh my, bring her forward now”

I looked around the witness who was just staring at me as if I grew a second head. Carlisle gave me a look to go to them, so I walked toward the other coven, twiddling my fingers to try to calm my nerves down. So this is it then? This is how I die? As I got closer the elegant vampire kept his gaze on me, it almost looked like he was forcing himself to not go to me, like he was chained down. When I was a good ten feet away from them the tall muscular vampire one grabbed me. He had a strong hold on me, if I were human, painful bruises would indeed be forming at that instant. Again that handsome vampire looked like he was about to go to me but he stood his ground. The raven one came to me closer to introduce himself

“Hello dear, what is your name?”

“Y/n”

“Now do you mind offering me your hand?”

“My hand?”

He looked a bit impatient but smiled, a creepy smile but smiled nevertheless. “Well you see I have gift of being able to look at every thought and memory with just a touch”

“Oh, I see”

I offered my hand and was instantly reliving my every thought and memory as he said but as for my incidents with Edward, Alice, and the twins I could see his every thought and memory. I saw that he wanted Alice to be part of his coven, he was thinking of just forgiving the Cullens, I even saw memories of the handsome guard who I found out his name is Demetri. It just rolls out so naturally, it's as if I was born to say his name. Aro let go of my hand after a while with a bewildered look

“Interessante, I’m sorry for the troubles you been through, but it appears you have two gifts–”

Before he could continue, the sad looking vampire rested a hand on Aro’s shoulder and he turned to him to grab his hand like he did with me. With this case when I looked at the emotionless vampire I was able to see a red string that was connecting me and Demetri. It was the richests of red I have ever seen, come to think about it, it looks like his eyes. When he let go, Aro made one of the creepiest laughs I have ever heard to humankind, straight from a horror film. 

“It appears our own Demetri has found his mate”

If I could I would shiver at the mention of Demetri’s name. The mentioned name looked at the kings with anticipation, I mean I for sure wanted answers of what is going to happen.

“Felix you can let her go now, she’s no danger to us, on the contrary she’s going to join us”

I was let go by Felix “Join you? Why?”

“Well you see dear you are the mate to one of our guards, and we would hate for him to be miserable or lack on his missions if his mate is not kept safe, maybe with time you could join him in missions”

If I'm getting this straight, if I don't join then my ‘mate’, that’s a strong word to use, will be sad and won't be able to do his job correctly. Or I stay with the people who basically kidnapped me from the life I had, turned me into this bloodthirsty monster –currently I am still thirsty– and just threw me into a situation that I was nowhere prepared for. But again I don't even know Demetri, what if he’s cruel, what if he treats me like the Cullens? My thoughts started to spiral at a point where I was one with my mind and nothing around me existed anymore. If it weren't for the husky addicting voice I would have gone mental.

“Master? May I have a word with her?”

“Go ahead, she’s your mate after all”

I felt the warmth of his soft yet rough hands. I looked into his eyes and he gave me a small hesitant smile, oh I can get used to that. I need to see his real smile now.

“Hello cariño, I am Demetri, I am aware you know nothing about me neither do I about you, but I can promise you if you come with me and my coven, I will give you anything you want, give you a life humans can never come close to having, I will promise you an eternity of love and happiness”

So this is love? The way he speaks is straight from a romance novel. And the way his face glows makes it all more sincere and truthful, heck I just want to run away with him. I was about to say something to him when I heard them. The Cullens along with their witnesses whispering about me.

“A traitor”

“All that hard work to get her here for her just to abandon us”

“I knew there was something off about her”

“Carlisle do something”

“She can’t go”

“If she goes with them, then the Volturi have more power”

“She would be stupid to go with them”

“Indeed”

“She was a mistake”

I wanted to use that gift to disappear at that moment, I didn't ask to be placed in this situation to start off with. I was forced and manipulated. 

“You promise”

His hesitant smile turned genuine “I promise amore, forever and always”

Aro literally was beaming with anticipation for my decision, reminding me of a child waiting for the final decision of their parents to let them go to a sleepover at a friend's house. I nodded which caused Aro to clap with joy 

“Magnifico my dear” His attention turned to the vampires behind me “She will be coming with us, if you dare interfere, we will wipe you out without hesitation”

Ok that’s scary but I can tell he’s serious. I could see the blonde king with a proud smirk but Demetri pulled me into his side.

“Nobody will ever take you away from me from now on”

I gave him a weak smile as we walked off the snowy battleground. I didn't ask for this new life, but maybe it won't be so bad with him. 

[gemini-sensei]

Popular!Reader who is new to the school and is lowkey obsessed with either nerdy Eli or Miyagi Demetri and Yasmine DESPISES it but she can't leave Reader because... idk maybe she's related to one of them or something 😭

Eli or Dem is convinced its a joke of some kind and says something awful (against Miguels begging to consider that Reader might just like nerds) and omg sorry I love angst ♡

I love angst too, no worries.

Reader being Yasmine's cousin who moves to town and starts obsessing/crushing on a nerd would irk Yasmine to no end. Every time she catches Reader staring at the boys, she would say something along the lines of "omg I can't believe you, they're so uncool" and "get a grip, there are so much better guys around here." But Reader won't listen. She's sure she's found the best guy in the Valley no matter what her cousin says.

When she approaches shy!Eli and starts chatting him up, he has no idea what to do. He barely says a word and lets her do all the talking. He just stands there and listens because how is this happening right now? Is this really happening? He's not dreaming, is he?

She'll even sit with him in classes they have together, working with him every chance she gets. It's super cute. But when it comes to lunch, she sits with Yasmine and her friends. They're constantly talking and laughing, mostly because Yasmine finds it fun to laugh at people but Reader isn't so sure about the things she's saying about them. Yasmine just tuts and tells her, "You'll learn the rules of this school eventually."

Eli convinces himself that Reader isn't actually into him. He can't stand the idea that she's faking nice to him, it's somehow worse than the outright bullying he's faced all his life. While talking to his friends about it, Miguel tries to tell him that he's overthinking it because Reader seems so genuine and nice, but Demetri is there to counter every point he has, his biggest argument being "She's friends with Yasmine, the pretty, popular Queen of Mean." It doesn't help Eli with thinking Reader is actually nice and really into him.

So, thinking she's trying to make some kind of joke out of him, he thinks he should say something to her. He'd rather be shoved into a locker and called names as opposed to someone pretending to like him just to get a few laughs out of her friends.

The next time he sees her, she's a little flirty with a big smile on her face. He can't deny she's beautiful, but unlike Demetri, that isn't enough for Eli. He can't take this anymore.

She smiles at him so pretty and starts talking. "Hey, Eli! So, I was thinking about how the science fair is coming up. Since Mr. Palmer said we could get extra credit if we enter, I was hoping you could help me with my project. Just you and me-"

"L-look, just leave me alone!" he cuts her off.

The outburst is surprising to both of them. He can't believe he actually stood up to her while she's shocked by what he said. Was she being annoying? Was she bothering him? Had she completely misunderstood where they stood with each other?

She asked softly, "What?"

"I said, leave me alone," he told her, not the least bit more confident, just tired of her games. "I-I don't want to hang out with you, and I don't want to do your project f-for you. Figure it out for yourself and don't talk to me again. So you can stop a-acting nice because I know y-you're really just a bitch."

She stares at him, completely devastated. She blinks back a few tears but Eli doesn't see them because he has his head down, sure that he has a berating coming his way. But instead, Reader just says, "Okay, fine" and walks away.

She ends up crying in the bathroom not understanding what she did wrong, unaware that she didn't do anything wrong. Her makeup runs down her cheeks as she tries to calm down, missing class because she can't. Eventually, Yasmine and Moon start texting her about where she is and if she's okay, why is she missing class (because that's not like her) and what's going on? She can't even hold her phone without shaking and needing to just belt out a cry because why would Eli say something like that? Was she that overbearing and annoying to him?

By the time Yasmine and Moon find her, she's quietly sniffling into her hands because she's so confused and hurt. She asks them to take her home and they skip the rest of the school day. They ask her what happened and she tells them how she was trying to subtly get some alone time with Eli, all for him to tell her to essentially fuck off and not bother him anymore. All Yasmine and Moon hear is that he hurt her feelings and called her a bitch, and they're upset about it.

Yasmine begins saying she knew little creepy nerds like Eli are nothing but jerks and idiots. She goes on and on about it until Moon puts a hand on her arm and says something about how that isn't really helping, fresh tears streaking Reader's face as they buy ice cream and cookies to help her feel better. They end up back home where they do everything they can to make Reader forget about what Eli said with movies, but whenever it gets quiet, his words replay in her head. She's constantly trying to figure out what she did wrong, where she misstepped or misunderstood things. She starts rereading her interactions with Eli as her being overbearing with her flirting and annoying talking to him when he obviously didn't want her to because he never said anything in return.

Of course he was annoyed with me. I was too much all of the time, she thinks to herself, crying softly.

Moon hugs her and lets her cry into her shirt, trying to soothe her by rubbing her back and letting her let it out. She looks at Yasmine sadly, unsure of what else to do because this has never happened to them before. What should they do?

Yasmine is pissed. This is her cousin. Sure, she was annoyed with the way she flirted with the nerdy boy and talked about how cute he was all the time, but now that boy had crossed a line. He'd hurt by far the sweetest of her friends.

Naturally, he had to pay.

[beah388love]

Your sick

18+ Minors DNI!!!

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Miguel: when you was sick Miguel would act like you couldn't do anything and you was as fragile as a flower so you basically wasn't allowed to get out of your bed unless you needed the toilet. He would get his mum to make you some soup and he would watch your favourite movies with you.

Eli/hawk: He would be super soft with you and buy you all your favourite things at the store which made you super happy , when you was sick he would hold your hair back for you.

Demetri:When you told Demetri you was sick he would absolutely not go near you and he was really sorry because he wanted to take care of you but he didn't wanna get sick and when you threw up he would gag and run away but he would make up for it after by giving you all his attention and affection.

Robby: He would have to force you to take your medicine and hold you down because you absolutely hated it (it's disgusting) ,when you fell asleep he would put on something he liked and would braid your hair for you.

Young Daniel Larusso:He wouldn't stop cuddling you no matter how many times you told him he'd get sick ,would get mr miyagi to make you some soup and would read to you until you fell asleep then he would eventually fall asleep to.

Young Johnny Lawrence: He would cancel all his plans and keep asking if you was okay and when you threw up he would hold back your hair but would be fake gagging to , when you fell asleep he would play with your hair and go to the store to buy your f/choc and f/snac which made you super happy and he felt super proud of himself.

[simpfordemetri]

The Tour - Demetri Volturi X Reader

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Request by @kpopgirlbtssvt : Ooo can I please request a Demetri x fem!human!reader where she’s his mate and they meet when she is one of the unfortunate humans in the Volturi castle “tour” and Demetri notices right before he bites her (omg or he notices right AFTER he has already bitten her and his venom is in her) either way he whisks her away to the safety of his room and tries to comfort his poor crying and terrified mate (either her as a human for the first idea, or if you like the second idea, he comforts her throughout her transition and is there to comfort her and explain to the poor girl when she wakes up as a newborn vampire)

A/N 🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀🎀

HI lovely,well this was supposed to be posted a few nights ago.However i thought about a new ending.I don’t like long one shots cause at least for me its tiring to read a long one and keep my attention focused. So this is Part 1 .Part 2 is already started and will be posted in a few days.I hope you all enjoy

Italy ,visiting Italy was your dream since you were little. Your laptop was full of several research you have done through the years about the beautiful place. All your friends and family knew about your wish of getting to know it and last Christmas they finally were able to afford giving you the surprise of announcing you were going to go there by your own, as you wished.

The time of the travel arrived and now you were here ,it was your second day in Volterra and you already were on your way to the big Palace ,lots of tourist by your side and the girl who was guiding the tour was gorgeous ,angelical voice and skin clean like porcelain.

Everything seemed fine,the tour already started and the inside of the castle was beautiful,but somehow a gut feeling told you something wasn’t right.

In an intent of grabbing your phone to mark your mom,it fell to the grown causing it to break and the tourist to guide their attention to you.Muting a quiet sorry the tour seemed to continue ,until seconds later that one girl;Heidi, took the rest of your phone throwing it to a near bin.

-It’s fine Dear,you won’t need that no more.-She grabbed your hand guiding you to the big doors situated at the end of the corridor as you were the only tourist who didn’t enter there yet.

A chill ran through your back as you swallowed hard.What did that mean?Why my phone is not a necessity anymore? It just broke?

The big doors closed behind you and suddenly everything was so confusing, so blurry.

Screams filled the room and the tourist tried to scape . Blood appeared everywhere ,people falling dead to the ground ,even children tried to run away from the horrible situation.

Your brain wasn’t working ,you couldn’t think properly and as you were about to fall on your knees waiting for your turn to be killed…or eaten, a cold hand grabbed your throat looking deeply into your eyes.

Tears started to fall down your cheeks and your other hand grabbed the man’s arm in a awful try of pushing him off. Your heart feel like its about of going out your mouth and the panick finally won over you as you fainted over the men ,the one who looks like a god but also like a predator.

Black,you opened your eyes but all you could see was black for a few moments ,slowly your sigh came back and your senses started working again as you tried your hear everything around you. However it was silent, for a moment you swear you were alone .Stupid thought.

As your head moved to the side ,there he was,looking directly at you, this time with his eyes black. What does that mean? Nothing good,you thought for a moment. He wasn’t human, he wasn’t like you and that was clear like water.

Stay calm, that was the only proper sentence that cross your mind .How could I? Just be.Little do you know he knows you are not calm at all, your heart beat says you are absolutely terrified, pumping inside your chest like crazy,begging for this to stop or to be a dream.

-Where am I?- Your ask made sense,for a moment .Cause his answer made you feel stupid, once again.

-Volterra,I thought you were aware of that- He wipped his lips right after answering you. Judging by his expression,he wasn’t being ironic.

-Umm,well, I do know I am in Volterra.What I mean is ,where am I?What is this? What is happening?- You were begging for him to actually give you an answer, a real one or at least a logical one, however all this doesn’t have much sense or a logical explanation.

-You are in my room, in my bed,where you belong now. Next to me. I know you must be confused, and scared ,you don’t have to be. Its a dumb thing to say after everything that you saw . I’m Demetri Volturi. I can’t really explain to you everything you want or need to know right now. However I must assure you are safe here ,specially with me. All answers may be provided by my master Aro. Now you need to rest and feed yourself like humans do .Take care ,Cara Mia.- With that,he left the room.He was totally gone now.

No phone, no way of contacting someone or asking for help. You were totally alone with a predator who swears you are safe with him.

[justauthoring]

Shadow of Yourself [6/18]

Prompt: “You’ve changed, Eli. I barely even know who you are right now.”

A/N: here concludes season two! i really enjoyed writing this part and i am so excited to jump into season three :)

Based off of: Cobra Kai 02x06, 02x07, 02x08, 02x09 and 02x10 Warnings: some swear words (because tumblr apparently doesn’t like that), poorly written fighting scene, bullying, etc. Pairing: Eli Moskowitz x F!Reader

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JUST ONE MOMENT:

Won’t be back until the end of the month.

You stare blankly at the text from your mom, unsure how to feel. She was supposed to be back tonight. Literally tonight. And this time, you really thought she was going to be back…

It was the closest you’d gotten without her calling you to tell you she’d be coming home later. You’d allowed your hopes to get up and now you were paying for it. You knew not to… you knew not to let your hopes get up and to think she’d actually, for once, come home.

But you had. Because you needed her. You needed your mom. After everything that’s happened, all you wanted was for her to tell you it’d be okay.

You hadn’t even gotten a call this time. Just a text. A stupid, meaningless text.

Feeling your eyes burn, you quickly click off your phone. You don’t want to look at it anytime—you can’t stand those words staring back at you, almost mockingly, like a constant reminder that she wasn’t here and you don’t know when she would be.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Jumping at the sound of Robby’s voice, you spin around to face him, eyes wide as he stares back at you in concern. You shift your gaze past him, to Sam and Demetri who are still trying to lift that damned rock, and curse silently. You thought no one had been paying attention when you snuck off at the sight of a text from your mom.

Clearly, you were wrong.

Wiping at your tears and cheeks hastily, you shake your head; “I’m fine.”

Robby seems hesitant, brows furrowing as he takes a small step towards you. “A-Are you sure? I mean—”

“I said I’m fine, Robby!”

Rearing back at your sudden outburst, Robby blinks, a flash of hurt flickering across his face that has you instantly regretting the way you’d yelled at him. “Alright, sorry. I’ll just…”

“No, Robby, I’m sorry,” you sigh, reaching out for him and pulling him to a gentle stop. He turns to you as you do and you offer your best apologetic smile that probably looks a little meaningless considering there are still beads of tears building in your eyes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to get mad. It’s just my… my mom.”

Robby instantly pauses at that, the expression on his face changing. “Your mom?”

“Yeah, she… she’s away a lot for business and I never see her. She was supposed to be back home tonight, but something happened… again. And she won’t be back until the end of the month.” Then, pausing, you shrug. “Maybe. I don’t know anymore.”

Lips parting, Robby’s eyes soften. “What about your dad?”

“He died when I was a kid,” you explain, swallowing thickly. “I never really knew him.”

“Oh.”

“I’m just not… used to telling people this. I’ve only ever really told Eli this and a little bit of it to Demetri so…”

Robby’s quirks a brow; “the kid with the mohawk?”

Shoulders falling, you nod. “Yeah, he used to be… well, not like that.”

Robby nods and an awkward silence falls over the both of you. You’ve never really told anyone your home situation, besides Eli and Demetri, and you’re not really sure how Robby will react.

Or, even, why you told him.

It just… it felt like he’d understand.

“My mom left me alone to go to Cabo with her boyfriend and my dad is currently the one running Cobra Kai.”

Eyes widening at Robby’s confession, you blink, head jerking back in surprise as he, oddly enough, smiles down at you. He’s smiling in a way that’s meant to comfort you, tell you you’re not alone because he understands.

He gets it.

“Johnny Lawrence is your dad?” You question, leaning towards him in disbelief.

Robby laughs, “yup.”

“Woah…” you breathe, giggling lightly at the revelation—you would’ve never guessed that.

“See, there ya go.” Turning to Robby in confusion at his words, he just shakes his head. “I got you to laugh.”

Cheeks warming slightly at his words, you flicker your gaze to your feet, stunned silent on what to say. For a boy who’d originally avoided you and glared at you any chance he got—he was honestly, very sweet. And it was nice to know that there was at least someone who understands what it felt like to be alone.

To have no one to go home to.

To have no parents to rely on.

“Thank you, Robby,” you say after a moment, meeting his eyes with a smile. “I really appreciate it.”

“Of course,” he nods, before pausing in thought. “You’re okay, though? Like you have food and water and—”

“I’m okay, Robby,” you cut in gently, shaking your head to wave away his worries. “My mom pays for everything still. I guess she still cares enough to make sure I have a roof under my head.”

Robby shoulders fall with ease; “good. Mr. Larusso and his family are allowing me to stay with him because of my mom and I just wanted to make sure.”

Lips parting, you shake your head. “You’re staying with Sam and her family?”

Brows furrowing in confusion, Robby nods slowly. “Yeah?”

“That must be interesting for you and Sam.”

“What?”

You just snort, “the two of you clearly like each other.”

Robby’s cheeks redden almost immediately and his eyes widen, this sort of panicked look washing over his face as he steps closer to you, lowering his voice to a whisper. “Is it that obvious?”

Giggling, you shrug; “a little.”

Robby sighs, brushing his hair back before he blinks and suddenly, a frown mares his lips. “Doesn’t matter though,” he sighs, “Sam doesn’t return the feelings anymore.”

Quirking a brow, you turn to Robby in disbelief. “Are you kidding me?”

“What?”

“Anybody who pays attention can see she’s constantly watching you, and she hangs on to your every word. She’s been trying to dress up a little more to impress you and,” turning to Robby, you laugh at the look on his face. “Need I go on?”

Blushing heavily, Robby shakes his head. “No, I’m good. Thanks.” Then, shuffling on his feet slightly, Robby just huffs. “I just—”

“Uh, excuse me?” A new voice cuts off Robby, causing you to turn around slightly, looking towards the entrance of Miyagi-Do. Your eyes widen when you see a few of the boys from the mall attack. “Is this Miyago-Do?”

“Yeah,” Mr. Larusso answers, pushing himself to a stand.

Robby takes one look at you and then back at Sam, before he’s suddenly rushing past you to make his way over to them. “Come back for another beating?”

“Hey, Robby! Robby!” Mr. Larusso calls out, taking Robby by the arm and stopping him before he can do anything.

“This is one of the guys who was beating on Demetri!” Robby explains, his hand held forward in gesture. “Probably helped trash the dojo.”

Faltering at Robby’s words, you bite your lip.

“We didn’t have anything to do with that,” the boy argues, shaking his head. “But I am sorry about what happened at the mall,” he apologizes, purposely leaning up to speak past Robby and Mr. Larusso and at Demetri himself. “We just wanna learn Miyagi-Do karate.”

“I’d be careful about this, Mr. L,” Demetri warns, “letting the Cobra Kai’s into Miyagi-Do. It’s like letting the wildlings behind the Wall.”

Mr. Larusso pauses in thought, before turning to Demetri. “Didn’t the wildlings help Jon Snow win the Battle of the Bastards?”

Blinking, you’re surprised—you wouldn’t have thought Mr. Larusso would know Game of Thrones.

Demetri pauses in thought, before scoffing; “should’ve picked a different analogy.”

Mr. Larusso turns back to the boy; “we’re happy to have you.” Then, extending his hand out in a handshake, Mr. Larusso smiles. “Nice to meet you.”

You meet Robbys gaze before glancing past him at Demetri. Biting your lip, you make your way over to Demetri, setting your hand on his shoulder. “Give him a chance, Demetri.” You meet his gaze, “we know perfectly well what Cobra Kai can do to a person.”

And at the look Demetri sends you, you both know he can’t argue with that.

-

Hey. Can we talk?

That’s what the text had read.

Only, it had come from Moon.

It felt weird, skipping out in karate lessons today. After yesterday, it was amazing to see not only more people join Miyagi-Do but for you all to come together as a class. Demetri and Chris had managed to lift that stupid, heavy rock together which you’d thought would be impossible considering how heavy it was.

Mr. Larusso had shared his experience of when he’d joined Cobra Kai and how it had changed him as a person—it made you think of Eli. Of how much he’d changed. Of how different he was.

But it was what Mr. Larusso said that brought you all together.

And now, for your first real class all together, you weren’t going to be there.

Mr. Larusso was understanding about it all, and said that when I was ready I could come back whenever I needed. When you had gotten the text from Moon, it felt wrong to just ignore it. Even though you barely knew the girl, it was still sweet that she reached out to you.

You didn’t know why but… it was still sweet

So, now, you were standing in her bedroom, awkwardly waiting for her to come back with some drinks. You’d insisted you didn’t need anything, but she’d insisted otherwise and had promptly left, leaving you no room for any argument.

“I got us some lemonade, if that’s okay?”

Turning around at the sound of Moon’s voice, you smile gently at the hopeful look in her gaze, nodding your head. “Yeah, that’s totally fine. Th-Thank you,” you offer, unable to stop the slight shake in your voice as you take the glass from her hand. You feel a little awkward, unsure on what to say–you’ve never really spoken to Moon before. She was friends with Yasmine and for as long as you can remember, she’d always been beside her laughing. Sure she’s apologize but, after all that, she’d been Eli’s girlfriend–he’d replaced you with her in a second and although it wasn’t her fault, you hadn’t known how to talk to her.

It was too hard. Because every time you saw her, you thought of Eli making out with her at that party and it felt like your heart had been ripped in half all over again.

“Are you nervous?”

She’s smiling as she asks, moving to take a seat on her bed, an act you follow two seconds after her. You sit on her bed apprehensively, holding the glass of lemonade tightly towards yourself–it’s the one thing stopping yourself from shaking currently.

Swallowing thickly, you raise a brow; “is it that obvious?”

She laughs lightly, “a little.”

“Sorry,” you admit, lowering your gaze. “I just… I guess I just don’t know why you wanted to talk to me.”

“Hawk and I broke up.” She explains, causing you to turn to her in bafflement, lips parting. She laughs lightly at the look on your face, noticing the small bit of twisted relief that washes over your face as you take in her words. “I broke up with him, after what he did to Demetri.”

“Oh,” you mumble, stunned by her explanation. Demetri had told you countless times how nice Moon really was, and it wasn’t that you hadn’t necessarily believed him, it was just hard to listen to that with everything that’s happened. But as you assumed, Moon really was such a nice person–for her to break up with Eli because of what he’d done to Demetri… well, it showed she really did care about Demetri.

“But I also know that you liked him,” she adds, “like him.”

Feeling your cheeks warm, you tense.

“I don’t know what happened between you guys. But I do know he cares for you. He tried to be subtle about it, but every time you weren’t there, he’d ask where you were. And every time your name came up, there’d be this look in his eyes…” Smiling softly in thought, Moon shrugs. “I just wanted you to know that I’m done with him and really, I should’ve broken it off with him long ago. It wasn’t fair of me to do that to you.”

Disbelief running through you, you adamantly shake your head. “No, no, Moon… it wasn’t your fault.” Then, pausing, you falter slightly. “I didn’t know he… I’m so sorry.”

“Hey, you can’t help your feelings, right?” She laughs before pausing, shifting her body so she’s meeting your gaze properly, nodding. “And he really does like you, Y/N. That much I can tell.”

“Yeah, well…” Brushing your hair back, you shake your head. “I also can’t forgive what he did to Demetri.”

Moon nods, a solemn expression crossing her features before she’s grinning up at you. “Enough about boys,” she laughs, setting her hand on your arm gently as you turn to her in confusion. “I didn’t just call you over for just that. Honestly, I’d… I’d like to be your friend… if you want?”

Moon wanted to be… your friend?

“I’d… I’d love to,” you whisper, smiling gently at her. 

She beams, clapping her hands excitedly before herself. “Perfect! We have so much to catch up on!”

You smile as she continues to talk, feeling your heart soar at the thought of the two of you friends. While she’d never been the main perpetrator, you’d always thought Moon had thought of you how Yasmine had–you thought she hated you. And then, if you were being honest, maybe a part of you had hated her as well. For dating Eli, for getting to be the one he kisses, the one who holds his hand…

But she really was just as nice as Demetri said she was.

For her to recognize your feelings for Eli, for her to recognize Eli’s feelings as well and not feel jealous or mad that he’d been, well, unfair to her in their relationship… it was incredibly mature and understanding of her. Any girl would feel jealous and hurt if the boy they liked and were dating clearly showed signs of affection for another girl.

But Moon? 

Moon just wanted to be your friend.

-

“I’m just not sure a party is the best idea right now.”

“You’re the one who said you wanted to come because Moon asked you.”

Moving to send a glare over your shoulder at Demetri, you scoff at the grin on his face. “Haha,” you drawl, shaking your head at him as he lightly bumps his shoulder into your own. “You’re so funny.”

“I am hilarious,” he laughs, “besides, I brought trivial pursuit and I know how much you love trivial pursuit.”

“Yeah,” you grin, “because I always kick your ass.”

Scoffing, Demetri shakes his head; “you beat me one time.”

“Two times.”

“One.”

“Two!”

Chris rolls his eyes from beside you, shaking his head. “Do you two ever not argue?”

Turning to Chris, your eyes twinkle; “yes. Demetri and I actually get along quite well.”

He just snorts, “clearly it’s when no one else is around.”

Meeting Demetri’s gaze, the two of you shrug, continuing to make your way up the steps leading to Moon’s house. “There’s already a lot of people here,” you comment, glancing around at the amount of people already loitering around her lawn. 

“Yeah,” Sam nods, “I guess Moon must have invited other kids from school.”

“If I’d known there’d be this many people, I would’ve brought Balderdash,” Demetri sighs, shaking his head in disappointment. You just laugh at his words, offering a hand on his shoulders in an attempt for comfort before the group of you make your way into Moon’s house.

It’s quite crowded inside as well, music blaring while boys and girls alike drink and chat amongst each other. You have a lot more hope for this highschool party then you had the last, and plan to just enjoy yourself–tonight was about you. And you planned on keeping it that way.

At least, that was what you thought until you saw Eli, along with his friends, sitting on the coach across from you.

Actually all of Cobra Kai is there.

“I’ll get you next time, okay?”

And of course, Miguel walks through the door with his new girlfriend, Tory, who you’ve had the pleasure of hearing Sam complain to you about plenty of times. You’d personally never spoken to the girl, but if the look on Sam and Robby’s face are anything to go by, or even Miguel and Tory’s, this just turned a whole lot more tense.

“Let’s go,” Tory calls out, pulling Miguel with her.

“Sam! Y/N!” At the sound of your voice, you ease slightly at the sight of Moon making her way over to the both of you. “I’m so glad you came. The kegs are out back, drinks are in the kitchen, and the vegan pigs in a blanket just got out of the oven.”

“Moon,” Sam quickly says, “you never said anything about inviting Cobra Kai.”

“Well, I figured with summer ending and school starting back up, we could stop all the fighting and be friends again.”

Honestly, it didn't sound like such a bad idea to you.

“It’s wishful thinking,” Sam frowns.

“Sam, trust me. Get rid of all this negative energy. Clear your chakras and have some fun.”

She sends one last smile at you before walking off. You turn to Robby and Sam as the three of you are left alone, not having noticed Demetri or Chris walk off in the midst of it all. “Well, I mean,” you speak up, pulling both of their eyes on you, you smile. “It’s worth a shot, no?”

By the look you receive, you get your answer pretty quick.

-

Eli hasn’t taken his eyes off of you all night.

You can feel his stare digging into your back everywhere you go. You’d made the mistake of meeting his gaze briefly when you were talking to Moon, only for him to quickly look away pretending as if he hadn’t been watching. 

You tried to ignore it, using alcohol as a way to get him and everything else off your mind. Sam and Robby had gone off somewhere, you’re not exactly sure where, and when you’d tried to find Miguel to catch up with him, he was busy with Tory. Last you checked, Demetri was trying to get Chris and a few others to play trivial pursuit with him and despite what you had said when first heading into the party, you didn’t really feel like playing a board game.

It didn’t help that the one time Eli wasn’t watching you, he was flirting with some random girl.

It made you think of Moon’s words–but I do know he cares for you–did he really?

You couldn’t figure it out.

He was so confusing. All of it was so confusing and you couldn’t be bothered to deal with it tonight. This whole thing has been one mess from start to finish and you weren’t even at the finish line yet.

So, chugging back your fifth drink of the night, you choose to ignore it. You were always the one who played it safe, you were always the one who took care of others. Weren’t you allowed to have some fun?

So what if you wanted to drink? You felt you were perfectly justified in that want.

Especially because every single sip made ignoring Eli just a little bit easier.

So when your visions getting a little bit blurrier and it’s getting harder for you to walk without stumbling about, you simply ignore all the warning calls in your head. Who cared? Not you. Not anymore. Or at least, not at this moment. You wanted to have fun, like Moon said, and you were going to do so.

You’re making your way through the crowd when you trip over your own footing, losing your balance enough that you feel yourself soaring forward. Your mind isn’t sober enough to be able to catch yourself and somewhere, in your fumble of thoughts, it crosses your mind that you’re going to fall. But you hardly care or realize, and then suddenly before you hit the ground there’s a pair of arms catching you, pulling you upright as you giggle at the sensation.

Once you’re upright, your eyes squint at the boy in front of you, trying to figure out who it is. But it isn’t someone you recognize.

“My hero,” you giggle up at the boy, shuffling on your feet while holding onto his arms. 

“Woah,” the boy calls out, stumbling back slightly as you lean your full weight against him. “Are you okay?”

“I’m perfect,” you grin, though it’s clearly a lie. You can barely stand on your own two feet without swaying on your feet and your words are slightly slurred, or at the very least slow. “How are you?”

“I’m–”

“Hey, beat it!” 

Suddenly the hands holding you shift and you’re passed into another awaiting pair of hands. You rear slightly at the movement, your vision blurring as you feel the world tilt slightly, a sick feeling flooding you as you try to gather your bearings. There’s yelling next to you, but you can’t make it out clearly.

“I was just helping–”

“I’ll kick your a** if you try something like that again. F*ck off.”

Was that… that sounded like Eli…

Tilting your head back, you’re faced with red and a pair of eyes shifting to stare down at you. You instantly recognize them, even in your intoxicated state, and suddenly, everything becomes a little more clear when you realize it’s Eli holding you. “Eli?” You call out, brows furrowed in confusion as you stare up at him. “What are you doing?”

“Helping you,” he grunts, shifting you slightly against him, “how much have you had to drink?”

Mood soured at the sight of him–the one person you’ve been trying to avoid all night–you try to push yourself out of his arms. It’s a futile effort. You may have sobered up enough to recognize who it was holding you, but you’re still drunk, and your arms aren’t working the way you want them. Your legs either. You’re too weak to push him away and honestly, you’re not sure if you could even stand properly if you did manage to push him away.

“None of your business,” you pout, crossing your arms over your chest.

Eli scoffs, “clearly too much.”

You weakly push against him; “leave me alone. I don’t want to talk to you.”

“You can barely stand,” Eli reminds, quirking a brow down at you as you turn your head away. Despite your words, Eli can’t help but smile slightly at the pout on your face–it’s incredibly cute and it’s been a long time since he’s been able to have you this close to him. He likes it. It feels natural. Reminds him of how it used to be, and he’s reluctant to let you go. 

“I can stand perfectly fine.” You argue, puffing your cheeks out.

Wanting to make a point, Eli steps back, slipping his arm from your waist. You balance on your feet for no more than a few seconds before the world tilts once more and suddenly you’re swaying. Eli catches you around the waist once more, holding you up against himself as he grins down at you.

“See?”

“Shut up,” you mumble, cheeks red slightly in embarrassment. “Still don’t want to talk to you.”

Eli’s shoulders fall. “Come on, Y/N. What’s it gonna take for you to talk to me again?”

Turning to him, you huff; “apologize to Demetri.”

His face falls, eyes narrowing as he scoffs, shaking his head. 

“See? Until you–”

“Excuse me! I’d like to make a toast.”

Both you and Eli pause at the interruption, your head turning only to see Demetri, up near the speakers with a microphone in hand. You blink at the sight, pausing in confusion as you feel Eli’s grip on you tighten.

“To Eli Moskowitz.”

Suddenly, you have a very bad feeling about this.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Demetri laughs. “Some of you might know him as Hawk. But underneath that crazy clown cosplay and whatever type of Manic Panic he dumps in his hair, he’s still good old Eli. My binary brother.”

You turn to look at Eli. His attention isn’t on you, but his jaw is clenched and there’s anger in his eyes. The hand not holding you is clenched tightly, knuckles white. It’s then you notice Aisha and one of his other friends stood next to him.

“Well, he was my binary brother.” Demetri corrects, tilting his head. “You know what he is now? A real zero.” And for emphasis, he makes a zero with his hand, making direct eye contact with Eli.

“All right, that’s enough, Demetri,” Eli calls out.

“Don’t let that angry red hairdo fool you,” Demetri brushes him off, “he’s a big softie. We watched every Harry Potter movie together. And he bawled like a baby when Dobby died.”

A chorus of laughs echo, and you feel yourself tense. One look at Eli and you know he’s about ready to lose it.

Demetri adds to it by mocking his crying.

“All right, if he doesn’t shut up,” Eli speaks up, turning to his friend, Mitch you believe his name is. “I’m gonna shut him up.”

“Remember what Sensei said about showing mercy.”

Demetri continues, adding more salt to the wound as Eli’s eyes fall on you. You swallow thickly as he turns to you, a grimace on his face and the hurt clear in his gaze as he meets your eyes. “Do you see what I mean?” He asks, gesturing to Demetri. “He deserves it. He’s too much of a pussy to confront me himself.”

You’re too drunk for this. That much is clear. You’re not processing things clearly. Why was Demetri doing this? Yes, what Eli had done at the mall was horrible and he deserved some sort of payback for it but this? This felt too far. This felt…—but then again, was it? Demetri didn’t know about the dojo and that it was Eli’s fault, but you did. You knew it. It was Eli’s fault. Not to mention, Eli’s been practically terrorizing Demetri. You knew that. Demetri told you, you witnessed it–so why did you feel bad for Eli right now?

“In the words of Eli’s hero, Steve Jobs, ‘I’ve got one more thing’. Have any of you heard of sleep enuresis?”

Eli tenses next to you, body completely freezing. 

“Don’t.”

“That is the medical term, of course. In the King’s English, it’s good old-fashioned bed-wetting.”

Blinking, you shake your head; “Demetri.”

But he just shakes his head, eyes flickering from you back to Eli. “Eli here is a pro. My mom even had a special air mattress for sleepovers. And she called it…. ‘Eli’s waterbed’.”

Once again a chorus of laughter echoes.

Eli’s shifting, letting go of you in a fit of rage as you wobble on your feet. “Scr*w mercy,” he growls, “you’re a corpse!” 

You reaching for him, missing his arm just by an inch. “Wait, Eli!”

He doesn’t listen to you, stomping forward before Chris steps in his way. “You’re gonna have to go through me.”

“Stay out of it, traitor!”

It’s all happening so fast. Robby’s stepping forward the second Eli makes a move towards Chris, “hey, don’t touch him.”

“Or what?” Aisha snaps, eyes set dead on Robby.

“Guys,” Moon calls, stepping beside them. “Stop. We’re friends.”

The world feels as if it’s spinning. You can barely process what’s happening.

“Oh!” Someone calls from the crowd, “I smell a rumble!”

All of a sudden there’s a flash of red, then blue and the familiar sound of a police siren echoes.

“Cops!”

Everyone moves to scatter, panic flooding the entire crowd.

“Demetri!” You hear Eli bellow distantly, suddenly unable to stand straight as you feel the sick feeling in your stomach once again. “You got lucky! I’ll see you in school!”

Distantly, you realize you need to get away before the cops come. Given how much alcohol you’ve drank, you’ll be in even more trouble. But you can’t really see properly, everything’s dizzy, and people are pushing and running past you, nearly knocking you off your own two feet. The panic mixes with the nausea and you feel yourself tensing in fear, unsure what to do.

Then, a pair of hands fall on you.

“Come on.”

It’s Eli. 

He… He came to help.

Wrapping his arm around your waist once more, he helps lead you out of the house. You let him lead you, trying to resist the urge you have to throw up. Neither of you say anything. Not until you’re out of the house and far away from everyone else.

“Is your mom home?”

You turn to Eli at his question, and he frowns.

“Nevermind. I know she isn’t.”

He’s leading you to a motorcycle, handing you his helmet the second you reach it. “Here,” he says gently, helping you put it on before he sits on the motorbike, pulling you gently behind him. He wraps your arms around his waist, “hold tight, okay?” You just hum, nodding as you let yourself rest against him, pressing your head against his back to help ease the dizziness.

He reaches your house rather quickly. Before you know it the feel of wind in your hair has stopped and he’s helping you off the bike back to your feet. He easily fishes your keys out of your pocket, leading you through your front door and up the stairs. When he turns to your bedroom, you grip onto him tightly.

“Bathroom,” you whisper, shaking your head.

Nodding, Eli listens, and the second he flicks on the light to the bathroom, you’re rushing out of his grip and onto the floor, barely making it to the toilet before you finally throw up. Standing awkwardly at the door, Eli turns his head at the sight, grimacing at the noise as you heave and gasp over the toilet.

When you’re finally done, you pull back, breathless, the sound of the toilet flushing echoing through the silence.

Eli turns to you, a worried crease in his brow. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you croak, “drinking wasn’t as fun as I thought it’d be.”

Eli snorts, moving to crouch in front of you. “It’s more fun when you don’t chug it,” he shrugs.

You nod, then at the silence that echoes, you add after a moment. “Thank you, by the way. For… For helping me out of there.”

Eli nods; “I wouldn’t just leave you there.”

You frown at his words, glancing down at your lap as you fiddle with your hands. You don’t know what to say, so you don’t say anything.

But Eli… Eli needs to say something.

“How long has your mom been gone?”

“A few months,” you shrug, “she said she’ll be home by the end of the month.”

But as you meet Eli’s gaze, you both know there’s a low chance of that.

“I missed this, you know,” Eli whispers after a pause of silence. 

“Me throwing up in a toilet?”

Eli just chuckles, “no, um, us. I missed us.”

You just shake your head; “I doubt that. You had Moon.”

“Yeah, but…” Faltering slightly, Eli turns his head, unable to stop the flush of his cheeks as he swallows thickly. “But I missed you. Being with you. Um, hanging with you. It wasn’t the same with Moon.”

Unable to stop the way your heart flutters at his words, you meet his gaze. “Yeah?”

“Yeah,” he nods, “and I’m sorry I ever made you think otherwise.”

Stunned at his apology, you stare up at him, seeing the sincerity in his gaze. It’s the first real conversation you feel you’ve been able to have with him–one that didn’t involve yelling or arguing. Just… just talking. Seeing reason. It felt like the Eli you knew and loved was back, sitting across from you.

“I–”

A ding interrupts you. You pause, blinking as you turn to your phone, a series of dings echoing shortly after. 

“It’s Demetri,” you explain to Eli, scrolling through the texts popping up on your phone.

Hey, are you okay? 

Did you get away before the cops came?

Where are you?

“He’s wondering where I am,” you add, moving to reply back.

Eli scoffing, stops you. “I don’t know why you still hang out with the loser.”

Brows furrowed in confusion, you glance up at Eli. “He’s my friend, Eli. He’s yours too.”

“He’s a loser is what he is,” Eli argues, “especially after what he pulled tonight.”

“Sure, Demetri might have gone too far but you also attacked him at the mall.”

Eli just shakes his head, “he was asking for it. You didn’t see what he wrote about Cobra Kai.”

“He was probably right,” you say gently, biting your lip. “Eli, Cobra Kai is bad… It turned you into a bully.”

Eli laughs, but there’s no humour in it. “A bully? You’re still on about that sh*t?”

“It’s true!” You cry out, unable to stop the way your voice spikes slightly. “I mean, you attacked Demetri and you trashed Miyagi-Do! You stole Mr. Miyagi’s medal of honour.” Shaking your head, you reach out for Eli, gripping onto his sweater. “That’s something a bully would do.”

“And what? What Demetri did tonight wasn’t?”

“It was,” you admit, “but… I can’t blame him–”

“Figures you’d take his side.”

Shocked by his words, you move closer. “No, Eli, it’s just–”

“Hawk.”

Blinking, you jerk your head back. “What?”

“It’s Hawk. My name is Hawk.” Narrowing his eyes at you, Eli rips his arm from you. “I’m not Eli anymore. It’s about time you accepted that.”

Unsure what to say, all that manages to leave your lips is a whispered; “you’ll always be Eli to me.”

“Whatever,” he brushes you off, and your eyes widen as he moves to a stand. You move to follow him, but stand up too quickly, falling against the wall as he turns away, “call Demetri to help you. Or better yet, why don’t you call… what’s his name? Robby? You two seemed to be getting pretty close.”

“What, no? Eli, just wait–”

He pauses, head turning over his shoulder as you grab onto his arm, desperately.

“I don’t like Robby,” you cry out, “I like you.”

“You like Eli.” He argues, and your lips part, but no words leave your lips, giving him his answer. 

Pulling your hand off of him, Eli just turns, leaving the bathroom and making his way down the stairs. You’re stunned at the spot for a moment, unable to move, before you’re blinking out of your stupor, rushing to follow after him, trying to salvage what little moment you had there. It felt like you were reaching him, like you were finally getting to him–getting him to see the light.

But when you reach the bottom of the stairs, the front door is slamming shut behind him.

-

This was insane.

All of it.

More than insane–this was just ridiculous.

After Tory publicly threatened Sam over the P.A. system, everyone had gathered in the halls. It wasn’t hard to find where the two of them were, the massive crowd grouping around them was enough of a sign. The second Tory had revealed that Sam had kissed Miguel at the party last night, everything went to shit.

It was bad enough Robby was there to hear it, confirming your suspicions that the two not only liked each other but had started dating–Tory had immediately started attacking Sam after that. When Robby had tried to get in between the two of them and stop it, Miguel had seen it and thought he was attacking Tory, thus moved to attack him in retaliation. From there, it was a chain reaction.

Every single member of Cobra Kai and Miyagi-Do started an all out brawl in the middle of the school hallways.

You tried to stay out of it, dodging hits here and there, while trying to keep an eye on Sam and Tory, or at the very least Miguel and Robby. You knew nothing about Tory, other than just what Sam had told you (and that had been anything but good), but the look in her eyes had been one of undeniable rage and you didn’t want to find out just exactly how mad she was with Sam. And how far she was willing to go.

It was bound to end horribly.

Not to mention, the last time Miguel and Robby had had a fight, there had been rules, a referee, someone watching. There were no rules here. Nobody cared. There wasn’t a single teacher around, and by the way things were escalating, you knew something was going to happen. You just weren’t sure what.

Everything had blown out far of proportion.

Of course, you kept your eye on Eli too. 

Even after what had happened last night, even after how he’d left–even if your heart felt as if it was breaking all over again. You may have been sick and a little inebriated, but you still remember his words from the party last night.

Demetri! You got lucky! I’ll see you in school!

And this right here? Was the perfect opportunity.

So, when all of a sudden you can’t see Eli and his familiar red mohawk or Demetri, panic floods your entire being. The fight had moved into the main foyer, and Sam and Tory were currently fighting on the steps with Robby and Miguel on their heels, each trying to get to their respective girlfriend. But you could barely pay attention to them anymore.

You had no doubt in your mind that Eli was with Demetri given that you couldn’t see him either.

Head spinning every which way, you feel your heart pounding madly against your chest, fear coursing through your veins at what could possibly be happening. You remembered the look on Eli's face when he’d tried to hurt Demetri at the mall, the unrecognizable glint he’d regarded Demetri with–he couldn’t see reason anymore. He couldn’t see what he was doing or how wrong it was. And if he couldn’t realize that, whose to say what he’ll do to Demetri given the chance.

Especially after what Demetri had said last night.

“Demetri!” You call out, rushing through the halls. “Eli! Where are you!”

You’re making your way through the school halls, barely paying attention to your surroundings. And then, just as you turn a corner, two boys suddenly block your path. You jerk to a stop, baffled, until your eyes fall on the boy standing in the front. It’s the boy from the mall, one of Eli’s friends, the one who’d attacked you. And by the twisting gleam in his eyes, you have a bad feeling he means to again.

“You again,” you huff, hands falling by your sides as you shake your head. “Look, I’m not trying to fight anyone. I’m just trying to find–”

“Hawk,” he interrupts, smirking widely. “We know.”

“We don’t plan on letting you through that easily.”

Your brows furrow, confusion flooding you. “Eli–Hawk told you to stop me?”

He just scoffs; “no, he doesn’t know.” Then, he takes a threatening step forward, rolling up the sleeves of your sweater. “Which means he can’t stop me either.”

He jumps at you in the next second, fear leaping through your throat as you just barely manage to block his punch. As you stumble forward, the other boy with him jumps in front of you. He manages to hit you across the cheek, your vision blurring for a second as you reel back. You create some distance between you and the two, pressing a hand to your nose, only to pull back and see blood.

When you look back at the two of them, they’re laughing.

Jesus.

Huffing, you square your shoulders, kicking out your left leg, letting your eyes fall shut as you breathe in deeply. You know this, you know how to fight–you hadn’t joined Miyagi-Do and done nothing. You’ve been training. Now was the time to put it into action.

As soon as your eyes open, you leap forward, dodging the coming hit at your head and managing a kick against the second boy's chest. He huffs in response, stumbling back, as you turn your attention back to the main boy who had it out for you. You’re able to evade his first two hits, landing a punch across his face, before he delivers a nasty kick to your leg, causing you to fall back with a groan, feeling the wind get knocked out from beneath you.

The second you blink the boys gaining on you, rolling over just as he moves to hit you. Pressing your hands to the ground, you force yourself up, kicking your leg out at the second boy who just got back up to his feet. You manage to hit him square in the chest this time, knocking him back so he hits the set of lockers behind him, effectively knocking him out.

“Looks like it’s just us,” the boy scoffs, grinning down at you despite his busted lip.

Eyes widening as he races towards you, swinging hit after hit, a cry leaves your lips as you block one of hits wrong, feeling your wrist crack. The boy laughs in response, it echoing across the otherwise silent hall as you glare at him, shaking your head.

You needed to get away from him.

You needed to get to Eli and Demetri.

Inhaling sharply, you turn just as he kicks at you, spinning yourself around, and using your other arm to land a hit against his shoulder. He stumbles back in response and you don’t hesitate, kicking your leg out before yourself, nailing him in the stomach as he coughs in response, doubling over, shuffling on the spot. 

Holding his stomach, he glares up at you; “you b*tch.”

You just roll your eyes.

You didn’t care about him.

You need to find them.

You turn, ignoring the slight ache in your wrist and the blood pouring from your nose as you break out into a run once more.

“Demetri! Where are you!”

Pushing open a door, you come to a halt when you finally find Eli and Demetri. It’s just the two of them, and they’re fighting. Eli is the one on offense, Demetri doing his best to block his attacks and your eyes widen as you watch Eli hold nothing back. He swings without hesitation, without withholding any of his own strength. He has every intention of hurting Demetri.

He wants to hurt Demetri.

“Eli!” 

His name leaves your lips in a shrill cry, cracking in desperation as he pauses, head turning to look at you. His lips have parted, eyes falling on yours as shock floods his gaze, probably surprised at the state you’re in. You ignore his confused look, staring back at him with a frown and a horrified look, shaking your head. 

It’s clear what you’re asking.

Please don’t.

But then Demetri shuffles back, and he just turns away, scoffing as his face hardens. He lets out a cry as he swings his fist back, moving to hit Demetri directly. You freeze, body tensing, fear flooding you, until Demetri dodges the hit, managing to grab Eli. He says something, something you can’t hear from where you’re standing, before he spins the two of them around, kicking his leg out and hitting Eli directly in the head so that he crashes into the trophy case, glass shattering everywhere.

Stepping forward, Demetri glances down at him. “Sorry… Eli.”

And as you watch it happen, Demetri moving to walk away, you can’t help but wonder what happened.

To the three of you.

Why was it like this? Why had it turned out this way?

Why did Eli have to change?

“Y/N,” Demetri calls out for you gently, pulling you from your thoughts as you blink up at him. “Come on. Let’s go. You’re hurt.”

You meet his eyes, lips parting but saying nothing, nodding, before staring past him, at Eli, who has since forced himself up to his knees. His eyes are already on the two of you, his eyes set into a nasty glare as he watches Demetri gently guide you forward, as if hiding you from Eli. Anger courses through his entire body as he watches Demetri lead you away from him, embarrassed at having lost, and frustrated at the whole situation of it.

And when you don’t fight Demetri, letting him lead you away, Eli swears he’s never felt such rage.

[sensei-venus]

Um so what about monster cock Demetri but poly with Yasmine and chubby Reader

Where Yasmine is bringing Reader into her relationship with Demetri because she's really into her and wants to get off to watching Reader try to take Demetri’s big fat cock

- gemini sensei

(Unedited) (Monster Cock!Demetri, Threesome F/F/M, Female Oral Sex Receiving, Male Oral Sex Receiving, Vaginal Penetration, Dirty Talk, Cum Play, Vaginal Gapping, Creampie Kink, Slight Voyeurism.) ( @gemini-sensei )

Readers head felt funny, the way her head would get all fuzzy and static like when she got anxious over something. Almost like a mini panic attack. The weird feeling was I her head and not on the outside like a regular attack.

“I just didn’t know you liked me like that-“

“It’s not just me, Demetri likes you too. I wouldn’t be asking if it was just me who wanted this. Just say yes, meet us at my place this weekend. My parents are out of town for the whole week.”

Reader didn’t know what made her actually show up to the pretty blonde house on a Saturday evening. She couldn’t tell if it was pure curiosity or of maybe just maybe she believed what the girl had said, her boyfriend standing on the sidelines watching with a red face as they talked.

Yasmine and Demetri liked her, like a lot. Enough that they talked it over and agreed to ask her for a threesome. Yasmine even said that she wouldn’t have to touch her if she “wasn’t into that kinda stuff” most likely referring to the fact that Yasmine was bi. Reader didn’t have a problem with that at all, she liked Yasmine both physically and emotionally. She was extremely attractive and even with her odd personality issues, she liked that to about the girl.

Readers hands felt heavy as she raised a fist to knock on the large door of Yasmine’s house. The place was huge. This was he first time ever seeing where the girl lived at, now she understood what backed Yasmine’s attitude. She was definitely loaded. Reader knocked on the door and within moments the door opened to reveal the girl in question.

She had little to no makeup on which was a bit of a shock seeing as she never seemed to go anyway with out it on. She only had some mascara on along with what looked like fresh pink lipgloss all over her lips. They looked soft from where Reader stood. Yasmine rolled her eyes before playfully giggling. She grabbed Readers arm and pulled her into the house. Her eyes sparkling with mysteries. Her hand moved from Reader’s arm to her hand, she soft bit at her well manicured finger as she looked Reader up and down.

“Come on lets go to my room, Demetri is already up there. I told him to get himself ready for you before I, we, got back. He should be all ready to go. I can’t wait to see him play with you~”

Reader’s cheeks felt hot as the girl dragged her around the house and up a flight of stairs. They passed a hall way or two before reaching what she guessed was Yasmine’s room. Yasmine slowly opened the door and peaked her head on before pulling Reader behind her and into the room. She closed the door behind them with a soft click. Reader could only stare at what was going on before her in the room.

Demetri was there, fully nude but with a pink pillow covering his lower half. Right over where is dick was. The fabric seemed to strain with how hard he was pushed to keep himself closed off.

Reader let out a small breath that she didn’t know she was holding. Her eyes wide and glazed over. It felt so weird and new but so right at the same time. She couldn’t deny the fact that this was kinda turing her on. The nerdy guy who helps her in math class naked on a bed infront of her. With a side of the pretty popular girl who’s been following her around for weeks now. It felt like she was dreaming.

Well that’s what it felt like when Yasmine was between her thick thighs eating her out on the edge of the bed while Demetri’s watched from behind her.

She had already cum multiple times on Yasmine’s fingers and mouth and she didn’t know how much more she could take. The sweet pain and pleasure of Yasmine’s treatment was getting to be to much. Her hands gripped a fist full of blond hair as she tugged her away from her puffy and raw pussy. She panted as she watched the blond girl huff for air, her mouth and chin covered in Readers juices.

“I-I w-want to make you feel good too. Let me touch you please. Please Yas.”

Yasmine’s eyes widened as she looked up at the chubby girl. It was like a light in her brain flickered on. Thoughts going though her head. Her eyes slowly softened before lifting herself up using the other girls thick thighs as support. She smiled as she slowly inched closer to the girls face.

“That’s ok, you can do that later if you want. But for now I just want to see you try and take Demetri’s cock for me. That’s what will make me and him feel really good right now. Can you do that for us?”

Reader nodded almost like she was in a daze.

Yasmine slowly leaned in and kissed Reader hard on the lips, their soft full lips meet and connect perfectly in that moment. The kiss was long and passionate. Softly Yasmine pushed her tongue into Reader’s mouth. Their tongue’s lazily played with one another for what felt like hours. They finally parted and panted softly against one another’s mouth’s. Their eyes fluttered as they started to regain function in the rest of their body’s.

“Demetri are you ready for her? Got that nice big pretty cock ready for our girl?”

Reader turned around to look at Demetri.

Her eyes glazed over again but this time out of shock.

He was massive. The pillow was discarded somewhat at some point leaving him fully exposed and open. His dick was hard and huge, it was hard and twitched against his belly. It stood straight up hard as a rock, the tip almost reaching over his belly button. It leaked a mass amount of pre, it spilled into a pool on his belly, rolling into the duvets of his slightly viable abs. His balls drew up a little at the attention she was giving him. His own cheeks where red as he noticed her stares.

Demetri held himself firmly in his hand as he watched the two girl. Yasmine smiled as she helped guide Reader up the big bed and sit between Demetri’s long legs. Reader’s plump body sat between his legs and Yasmine sat sidewase behind her. Yasmine played with the girls naked tits, fondling them from behind making the girl let out a low moan. Her nipples hard as the blond pinched at them, pulling and tugging. Demetri could only watch.

“How about your get Demetri wet? It will be a lot easier if he’s all lubed up for the next part.”

Reader bit her lip as she looked back at the huge cock in front of her.

“I don’t know- I didn’t mention the fact that he was this big. I-I don’t even know if that thing will even fit inside me.”

“It’s ok, he barely fits me. But I know you can do it. But first you have to get him wet. Use that pretty mouth for us.”

Reader slowly got down on the bed, her upper body digging into the soft sheets below. She gulped, her throat going dry as she looked at the cock in front of her up close. It was bigger then her face. She didn’t know if she should be excited or scared.

Slowly she licked up the shaft and kitten licked at the head. It twitched against her soft lips which made her jolt a little. A few beads of pre spilled across her tongue, it wasn’t a bad taste and she could get use to it. It was heavy on her tongue as she did her best to swirl her tongue around the large head. Demetri let out a small moan as she worked him over. Her lips where so soft against him. With nervousness still bubbling in her gut she slowly and carefully started to take the head into her mouth. She soon realized that she most likely would not be able to fully take him, at least not without pure pain behind it. She couldn’t even get half of it into her mouth.

Yasmine laced her fingers though Resder’s hair and gently helped to bob her head up and down on her boyfriends monster cock. Yasmine had to suppress the moan that threatened to bubble up out of her mouth. Watching the girl she had a crush on suck on her boyfriends dick was just to much not to. She looked perfect bobbing and moaning around the big cock.

Spit coated and ran down his shaft, dripping down to the areas she couldn’t reach with her mouth. It was hot and wet in her mouth, she hollowed out her cheeks. Her round cheeks where puffy as she tried to take as much of his cock into it as possible. Spit covered everything in its wake. It was messy and hot.

After a few minutes Yasmine helped pull her off his cock, she could tell by the way he jerked that he was close. If they kept it up he would cum from just having half his cock sucked.

Reader popped off with a wet pop and her breathing was heavy. She coughed a few times and sucked in deep breaths. He was just to fucking big.

She didn’t realize when Yasmine was pulling her up and helping to position her over Demetri’s cock and pelvis. She gasped and moaned as the hard hot flesh tapped against her ass cheek. It was still wet with her spit and his pre, they mixed together to make a translucent white mess all over his dick to his balls. It dripped a little onto the mattress and sheets under them. It was hot and wet as it pressed into her flesh.

“I don’t know if I can do this really- he’s so big. I don’t even know if it’s possible for him to even fit inside me.”

“He will I promise! And you will love it, Demetri is such a good boy, even if you can’t get it all inside you, he can make you cum on just half his cock. He’s really good at it.”

Readers hands planted on Demetri’s pecks as she looks down at him. His cheeks where flushed and he looked sweaty already just from having his dick sucked. He groaned and panted underneath her, his hips jerking. His cock slapped at her ass and she whined. With the help of Yasmine she guided the fat cock to Reader’s right hole. It flutters at the feeling of the tip brushing her entrance. Her clit twitched as pussy juice drooled from her neglected hole.

With one hard push down Demetri’s fat cock head popped into her pussy. They both moaned at the new feeling. Her tight heat and his thickness. He felt like her little cunt was trying to suck him in with every movement she made. The way she twitched around his head. She felt like he was trying to split her wide open. His girth was starching her wide open. The more she tried to take the more she felt like she was being filled to the brim with him. His tip pushed all of her buttons, his tip rubbed and pushed against all of her sensitive spots.

Her legs and thighs shook as she slowly started to sit down on him. She kept stopping as the feeling of being filled and stretched became to much. Her eyes where closed shut tightly and they filled with tears. She let out a shaky breath as she tried to stay calm and relaxed. Demetri rubbed at her hips, his thumb’s worked at the dips of her hips in strong circles. Yasmine reached around and found her cit between her dripping folds. It twitched with need as Yasmine played with it. Reader yelped as she took another few inches, successfully getting half way down Demetri’s shaft.

“Oh god- he really is too big! I don’t think I can do this. I don’t think he’s going to fit! He’s so deep I feel like I’m going to be split wide open if I keep going.” Her legs shook violently as she tried to stay up and not fully fall forward onto the big dick side her.

Yasmine was already beyond turned on front he scene in front of her. She watched Reader’s pussy stretch around Demetri’s girth, half of his cock stuffed into her fat cunt. Her own pussy was drooling all over and making a mess. It covers her thighs in a translucent sticky mess. She fingered at her own clit.

“Just a little more and you can stop, your doing so good for us. Just a little bit more and you can stop.” She kissed at the girls shoulder.

Reader braced herself on Demetri before she took a deep breath and let herself completely slide down Demetri’s shaft. She cries out as she takes him in fully. Her eyes cross and fat tears roll down her cheeks, her fingers dig into Demetri’s chest. She feels the fat cock head push against her cervix, trying to bully its way into her womb. She has never felt this full before. It hurt but at the same time felt so good. The burn of the stretch and the fullness made her dizzy and fuzzy.

She could feel the way her pussy laid across Demetri’s pelvis. She felt his balls push against her folds and into her. The jerked and twitched up into her and the nature reaction to grind down onto them ran over her.

Cum covered his balls as it leaked out from her stretched out hole. It leaked down his shaft and dripped down his balls.

Yasmine pulled the girls fat ass cheeks apart to get a look at the damage. Her eyes widened as she truly realized that Reader had taken Demetri’s monster cock completely inside. Something she had never been able to do. She watched as the girls folds hugged at his fat balls. Her clit dig into his pelvis. She watched as his balls drew up.

“Holy fuck holy fuck! I’m actually all the way inside her! Shit shit shit!! She’s so fucking tight! I’m gonna cum!!” Demetri hugged the girl to his chest as his ass came up off the bed as he humped and rutted into her. He only pulled out a few inches before slamming back in over and over.

It was only a few more minutes before they where cumming together.

Reader couldn’t stop moaning as Demetri rutted into her. Her orgasm going strong, her head was completely gone. Hot cum spilled out of her like a faucet and splash against the boy under her. She laid completely limp on top of him as she let him keep working his huge dick inside her overstretched pussy.

Demetri’s squeezed her into him as she jerked up into her before blowing his load into her tight cunt. Rope after rope of hot cum filled her. It shoot against her cervix and pooled inside of her. It slowly trickled out of her, his shaft being coated in their mixed cum. It was thick as fat globs rolled down his shaft and balls. It glistened in the rooms light. The both moaned and groaned. Reader whimpered as he stilled inside of her.

Yasmine easily came a moment later from just watching them both orgasm in front of her. Her pussy vibrates as she squirted against her own fingers. She rode it out as she rubbed frantically at her clit. She only stopped when it became to much and she had to pull away from her overstimulated pussy. Her had was covered in her own juices which she rubbed across her sheets.

The sheets that where already ruined by the huge cum puddle underneath the two teens.

It felt like hours before Demetri finally pulled out of Reader. His soft cock slowly slid out from her gaping cunt. There was no resistance as his cock slipped from her. As soon as he pulled out and his coco left her, a thick river of cum splashed out. It poured out and spilled all over Demetri and the bed. Her hole was wide open and winked at Yasmine. Frosty and fat.

Yasmine bit her lip as she just watched.

This was the best idea that she ever had.

She wanted to do this again, over and over again until Reader could take Demetri’s cock like a pro.

Her pussy throbbed at the thought.

[virginyathevamp]

[alecvolturi]

Dual Usage of a Secretary On Her Desk

This is the third part in the Uses of a Secretarial Desk Series.

Part 1 is here.

Part 2 is here.

A very fitting song for this fic:

Characters: This part is Demetri/F!Reader/Felix, and is ungodly long. The entire series is now over 8k words combined.

There are several pet names used, but none of them are derogatory.

The biggest warning I can think of other than sexual content is second-hand embarrassment.

Finally, I wasn't originally going to continue this so soon, if at all, but thanks to @kiiwiigii 's endless support and encouragement it exists. Seriously, guys. It took me five months between parts one and two, and parts two and three (this part) have less than a week between them. I can't thank her for her help enough.

10:27AM  

The time reflected on the clock had been taunting you ever since you’d arrived at your desk promptly at eight o’clock this morning.   

Struggling to fall back asleep after yet another dream last night had been terrible. You struggled to fall back asleep once awoken at the best of times, but that dream. Oh, that dream. It had left you with an ache and no time to care for it. An ache that seems to only have steadily increased in fervor since that first dream.   

“I’m a vampire, it’s said to be in my nature. Besides, it’s not cruel if you like it.”  

You’d been thinking about those dreams since they’d happened, even as you tried desperately to focus on anything else.   

Like today. Like now. You were trying desperately to focus on your tasks for the day but unwittingly you’d find your mind wandering. Often lines that Demetri or Felix had spoken within your dreams whispered across your subconscious, feeding that delicious, distracting throb between your thighs.   

“I need you, sweet girl. Now.”  

You shifted in your seat, begging your mind to focus on your boring paperwork.   

“What a spoiled girl, wanting to be fucked by Demetri, and wanting to be devoured by me.”  

Perhaps pressing your thighs together would help? God, the wetness between your thighs was unbearable.   

“Look at you, squirming on my fingers.”  

Your pussy throbbed, and you took a deep breath in before letting it out slowly. You were tired, but you really should have touched yourself last night. Maybe if you had, you wouldn’t be in this situation.   

“You’re so wet for me. Right here on your desk, love. Is that okay?”   

Squeezing your eyes shut, you decide that you’re never going to make it to the end of your shift like this. It’s too early for your lunch break, but perhaps….   

You sigh. No, going to the bathroom wouldn’t work. What if you were away from your desk too long? The last secretary had spelled one of Master Aro’s dear friend's name wrong and been retired. You weren’t going to take that chance.   

That settles it. You can’t leave your desk, but you also can’t continue like this. You’ll have to take care of the issue here. Right at your desk.   

Biting your lip, you shuffle in your seat so that you’re sitting as far back into it as possible. If you push yourself into your desk so that you’re sitting as close under it as possible…   

Yes. That may work.   

Slipping both hands under the desk with you, you begin to pull the skirt of your dress up your thighs. Thankfully, you’d forgone any sort of tights or hosiery underneath making your task easier. When the hem of the dress reached your hips, you wiggled in your seat, pulling it up a little higher closer to your waist.   

Pausing to check your surroundings, you rest one hand on your stomach. You need to check for others nearby, particularly if any vampires have suddenly decided to populate the area, but none have. Relieved that you're alone, the hand not on your stomach moves to rest upon the desk, ready to fake a task should anyone appear.   

The hand on your stomach slowly slips lower, until your fingers rested upon the fabric of the panties covering your soaked pussy. They weren’t anything fancy, just a pair of pink, plain cotton hiphuggers with small, white embroidered hearts on the front. You can feel those hearts against your palm as you move your hand, fingertips finding your clit through the fabric and rubbing softly.   

The relief is almost immediate and you have to fight to keep your mouth closed, jaw wanting to drop open with relief and pleasure. Every circle of your clit sends small sparks up your spine, and you want to moan so badly in appreciation.   

It’s so good.   

Your wetness has made its way through your panties now, the fabric under your busy fingers wet and starting to stick rather than helping to provide you with friction. Humming quietly to yourself, you quickly shift and push your panties down to your knees before resuming your motions.   

The first touch of your bare fingers circling your clit causes you to clench, the walls of your cunt flexing and flaring the feeling of emptiness, of needing to be filled, inside you. You start to whine, but bite the sound off abruptly. You need to remember to be quiet. Your fingers gradually get faster, chasing the release you can feel building low in your abdomen. Your legs have slowly spread apart, pressing against the inside of either side of your desk, opening further to provide better access to yourself. The panties previously around your knees have slipped down, and you’ve kicked them off your left leg so they lay hanging off your right ankle. You’re right there when suddenly your ears pick up on approaching footsteps.   

You freeze, stilling your hand. Your skirt is still bunched up lewdly around your waist, with no time to correct its placement. You know that if you stand up to greet the approaching guard as expected, you’d expose yourself, and your activities, to them. Keeping your hand in place, you decide to stay seated. Hopefully, the guard will pass by, paying you as little attention as possible, as is their usual, and won’t notice your lack of standing. You also hope, that if your hand is noticed they’ll simply believe you to be resting it upon your lap.   

As a figure rounds the corner, you plaster a smile on your face, scrambling for any semblance of normalcy, and call out cheerily.   

“Good morning!”   

Demetri slows his pace as he rounds the corner, eventually stopping before your desk.   

“Morning.”   

He greets you with a raised eyebrow. You know it’s because you’re not standing. You both know the routine, the secretary is to stand when greeting a vampire. Something about showing respect for your betters.   

You remain seated. You cannot stand up.   

“I’m feeling a bit under the weather today,” you rush to explain “so I’m-“   

“Ah.” He cuts in, nodding slightly. You’re thankful for the interruption as you hadn’t planned anything more to say. "Nothing too serious I hope?"   

"No!" You clear your throat nervously, "No, I'll just be uh- sitting today. Instead of standing. Because I'm ill."   

He stares at you, his head tilting to the side. He's looking you over carefully and you have the urge to do something but the thought of moving is terrifying. What if moving draws his attention toward your indecency rather than away from it? His gaze pauses on the floor, near the side of your desk, and you relax slightly. Maybe the floor is dirty. That has nothing to do with you. Cocking an eyebrow at what he sees, his eyes lift again to meet yours. Holding eye contact with him is excoriating, your current predicament and the dreams making it difficult. You want to look away. You want to run away.     

"Did you drop something?" He asks, his voice is... odd. Slightly deeper than you're used to hearing and there's an almost husky quality to it.   

"No?" You don't recall anything falling from your desk and you shift slightly, careful to keep yourself hidden, and peer down beside your desk.   

Immediately your face is scarlet. Oh, you wish you could die. Right now. You wish the ground would open up and swallow you whole. Peeking out from under your desk, still around your right ankle, is the corner of your panties. The pink fabric taunts you, looking so innocent in such an unfortunate scenario.    

"Oh," You start to say, about to provide an excuse for why there would be fabric there. Maybe a purse?   

It's too late though. Demetri is already bending down and grasping the fabric in his hand, attempting to pull the offending mystery out from under the desk. Your right ankle jerks as he tugs, following the fabric.   

"Demetri, wait!" You scramble to explain yourself. "That's....um, not what it looks like." You finish lamely, mortified to be in this situation.   

"Oh, I think they're exactly what they look like." He's grinning as his eyes lift from the panties in his hold, traveling up the length of you. Up to your embarrassed face, and past your eyes to lock onto-   

"It seems that I've arrived right in time."   

Felix. Felix is behind you, and Demetri's eyes have locked onto him while he grins.   

"Oh yes," Demetri intones "I've just discovered our naughty girl's panties around her...ankle."   

You're flushing, embarrassed, and confused by his words. Our girl? Does he mean our as in the covens? Or-   

"Her ankle? " Felix's voice breaks your train of thought, and his hands are on you suddenly. His hands close down on your shoulders and pull. The wheels on your chair's legs help him to pull you out from under your desk and towards him.   

He lets out a dark chuckle, and your legs are clenching as you're exposed to his sight, standing so tall behind you and able to see everything. The chair lurches to a stop as it meets his front and you instinctively grab the armrest with both hands to steady yourself. With your hand no longer covering you, your wet cunt is exposed to the open for anyone to see. You're just forming the thought to close your legs when suddenly Demetri is there, kneeling between your spread thighs, and stealing the hand that had been between your legs from its place upon the armrest. He hums in the back of his throat, and then your cunt slickened fingers are disappearing into his mouth. His tongue laps at them, cleaning them of your juices.    

You whimper audibly. Demetri moans.   

Felix, not one to be ignored, moves his hands from your shoulders. One hand circles firmly, but gently, around your throat, his thumb brushing your jawline as he tilts your head back towards him. His other hand travels downwards and cups a breast. The hand cupping your breast squeezes gently and the second your mouth opens in a gasp, he's there. Felix's tongue invades your mouth, exploring you and pulling another sound from your throat.   

Demetri's mouth releases your fingers, and you feel hands upon your knees. The thumbs rub a small circle across each one before they're hooking under the back of them, pressing your legs up and back to hook over the armrests of your chair. You make a questioning sound in your throat, but Demetri makes a soothing one in return before he presses close between your rearranged thighs. Kisses begin to rain down upon your legs, moving from the inside of one knee and inward. When he reaches that spot where your leg meets your hip, Demetri switches to your other leg to repeat the process. You squirm a little in response and receive a warning squeeze from Felix's hand around your throat in response.   

"Look at you." Demetri's voice cuts through the relative silence of the hallway you all occupy "A pretty little snack, so kindly prepared for me to enjoy."   

And then his mouth is on you.   

Your back arches and you let out a muffled yelp. Felix laughs softly as he breaks your kiss, the thumb of the hand around your throat brushing your jawline softly before it drops to join the other on your chest. He releases your captive breast and then his hands are fisting in the fabric of your dress and pulling. The fabric gives way, tearing down the middle as easily as wrapping paper, exposing your naked tits.   

"No bra?" He questions tauntingly.   

You open your mouth to answer, but Demetri's tongue pressing into your opening provides a distraction. Felix had already begun to speak again, anyway.   

"You know, those dresses you wear are very pretty. Almost as pretty as the sight of your hard little nipples poking out within the confines of them." His hands are cupping your breasts again, thumbs brushing lightly across your nipples before retreating. The feeling combines beautifully with the way Demetri's currently fucking you open with his tongue. "I've wanted to do this for ages."   

"Felix" You plead with him. For what, you're not sure. Just that it feels right. "Please..."   

"Please? Oh, such nice manners. Did you hear that, Demetri?"   

Demetri hums affirmatively in response and you almost scream, the vibrations against you are intense. You're still so sensitive from your earlier touching, especially since you never actually got to finish, and his hum causes sparks of pleasure to shoot up your spine. You start to beg again, but Felix sliding two of his fingers into your mouth puts a stop to that.   

"Be a good girl and get these wet for me."   

You're staring up at him and sucking his fingers, not even questioning why and Felix grins down at you.   

"So obedient, perfect girl."   

You moan around his fingers at the praise, and he slides his fingers out slowly, sensually dragging them across your lips as they retreat. His wet fingers return to the breast he'd been neglecting, closing around your nipple to pinch. He's gentle at first but adds more pressure until he gets the reaction he was seemingly aiming for. He has you suck the first two fingers of his still-dry hand until both hands match, and then his focus is on your nipples. His fingers tug, brush, and pinch relentlessly. You're gasping, and then moaning, as the combination of both Demetri and Felix's efforts combine. You're squirming, hips bucking up before Demetri pins them to the chair with his hands. You can feel that cliff getting closer again, stronger than earlier. The feeling burns, but it's so good. You're absentmindedly grinding your hips, moving against Demetri's mouth as much as you're able and begging.   

"Oh, god, please. Felix. Shit. Demetri. I'm-" You gasp, as that cliff is suddenly right in front of you and you're about to go hurdling off. "I'm going to come. I'm, I'm going to-"   

Except you don't because just as you're about to be shoved that final inch over the edge, they both stop. They stop. You gasp, this time in outrage, and Demetri laughs.   

"Don't laugh at me," You complain, pouting and unable to keep the whine from your voice. "That's the second time you've done that to me."   

Felix takes a step closer to your desk and suddenly the surface is cleared. Your pens, papers, and other items hit the floor with the sweep of his arm. Demetri stands, taking you with him, and moves to the now cleared desk. Depositing you on the cool surface he shoots you a questioning look.   

"Um- Well, earlier...." You stutter out, struggling to explain just how he'd interrupted your irresponsible self-care session earlier. "I was... when you came around the corner earlier."   

They both let out an amused sound, bastards.   

“You can come on my tongue later. Right now, I’d prefer you do so on my cock.” Demetri pulls you in for a kiss, lips moving with yours momentarily before he’s pulling away again.   

"Don't worry, princess. We'll make it better." Felix soothes you.    

Demetri applies pressure with a hand between your breasts, pressing you back to lie on your desk.   

"Yes, we will. We promise. Would you like to know how?" Demetri speaks this time.   

You nod.   

"Demetri," Felix says, "is going to fill that needy hole between your legs." He's standing by your head now, a hand lifting from his side to run through your hair. "And while he's doing that, I'm going to keep your mouth occupied while I wait for my turn."   

“Oh, fuck.” You gasp out.   

“That’s the idea, love” Demetri grins down at you from his resumed place between your thighs, standing this time. His hands move to his belt buckle, and he begins to undress. His belt opens first, and then his slacks. Felix’s hand has moved, providing support for your head as your stare down your body, watching Demetri free his cock.   

You lick your lips, wetting them before you speak.   

“No underwear?”   

“You’re one to talk, sweetheart.” Demetri quips, a hand wrapped around his base to steady his cock as he positions himself so that the head is rubbing along the seam of you. A muscle in your thigh twitches, and then he’s directing his hand so that the tip of him is brushing over your clit.   

Your mouth has dropped open, and you’re panting in anticipation.   

“Please.”   

Demetri smiles, his teasing speeding slightly, but not giving you what you really want.   

“Please,” you try again “I want you- I need you inside me.”   

“You beg so beautifully.” He praises, and then he’s notching his head at your entrance, and inside of you. You moan, voicing your delight at finally being filled, and clench around his intrusion. Demetri isn’t small, but he’s also not overly large. There’s a slight pleasing stretch as he first enters, but you adjust quickly. His hands settle on you again, one on your hip and the other holding one of your legs hooked on his hip. He begins to thrust inside you steadily, and as he finds a rhythm Felix decides it’s time your attention was shared once again.   

The hand he has holding your neck begins to lower and your head follows until eventually it’s just hanging off the end of the desk. While you were distracted by Demetri, Felix had also undone his pants. Unlike Demetri, however, Felix had been wearing boxers. He’d shoved the front waistband down, and it now rests below the base of his cock. And his cock- oh, god, his cock is huge. You shouldn’t be surprised, the man is almost seven feet tall. While not worryingly large, he looks to be around seven or eight inches, he is thick. The sight of him, and the feeling of Demetri angling to hit a sweet spot inside you, makes you moan. The thought of Felix inside you makes you clench around Demetri. If Demetri feels this good, Felix may kill you.   

”I think she likes what she sees” Demetri laughs lowly, “if the way her cunt fluttered is any indication.”   

“Don’t give me all the credit, Demetri.” Felix fists a hand around his cock, stroking it slowly a few times while you watch transfixed before his hand drops away. “She’s making such pretty sounds for us while you fill her.”   

“Unfortunately, I’m going to muffle them.” The hand that had been stroking his cock is now cupping your cheek, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip. “I have plans for that sweet mouth of hers.”   

The thumb on your bottom lip presses down, opening your mouth to slip inside. He presses down on your tongue with it and you feel your saliva pooling around the digit. Closing your lips around it, you suck. Hesitantly at first, but as his eyes heat you get bolder.   

"P-please. Can I please-." You gasp as Demetri thrusts into you, cutting you off momentarily.   

"What was that, sweetling?" Felix bends down to murmur in your ear, hands fisting in your hair.  

"Can I please suck your cock." You practically moan, begging for permission to taste him even as blush restains your cheeks.   

Felix pulls back and lets out a surprised laugh. Demetri groans, cursing under his breath.   

"Our girl is naughtier than I thought, Demetri."  

“She is,” Demetri agrees. “Our brave girl,- fuck. So tight - asking for cock even though it’s so hard. Look at that blush.”   

“Hmm.” Felix hums, thinking. “Since you begged so prettily. Go on, wrap a hand around it.”   

You don’t give him time to change his mind, a hand immediately raising to wrap around the base of his cock. It’s heavy in your hand and your fingers have a gap between them, unable to meet while wrapped around him.   

Gathering your courage, you glance up at him through your lashes, lean in, and run your tongue over the slit of his tip. The taste of his precum covers your tongue, and your lips tingle when you lick them. They’re chapped, so maybe it’s from the venom? You don’t linger on the thought, going back for another lick, firmer this time. When he moans, you open your mouth and suck the head of his cock in. Opening your jaw this wide causes an ache, and you know you won’t be able to keep this up nearly long enough. You’re going to try anyway.   

Sucking the few inches you can fit into your mouth, you hum. The vibrations are a success and Felix hisses. His hips jerk forward before he corrects himself, and you begin to move your hand in tandem with the bobbing of your head. What you can’t fit in your mouth, you can stroke with your hand.   

Unintentionally, you find your motions lining up with Demetri’s thrusts inside of you. Your hand strokes down Felix’s cock as Demetri fills you. Upwards when Demetri pulls back. It’s a cheap illusion to being inside of you, but from the way Felix’s eyes dart to glance down to where Demetri repeatedly fills you, you know it’s one he’s caught onto.   

You hum again, this time stronger, and are pleased when Felix grunts. His hands tighten their hold on your hair and he stiffens.   

“Fuck, okay.” He’s guiding your head off of his cock not long after. “Hands only, sweetheart. I’m going to cum.”    

One of his hands joins yours around him, guiding you to touch him how he needs.   

“Stimulate the head. Yes, like that. Good girl. Such a good- fuck, good girl.”   

You lose focus on your task, mouth falling open with a moan as Demetri’s tempo suddenly speeds up. He’s hitting that spot from earlier perfectly and the knot low in your abdomen is back with a vengeance. Every thrust pulls the thread of it tighter. Felix lets out a long moan, and then cool streams of cum are painting your tits. You’re gasping every time Demetri bottoms out inside of you, you can feel a sense of anticipation the closer your release gets. Having been denied twice, it’s aggressive as it nears with pleasure coursing roughly through you.   

“Fuck, Demetri.” You cry out, just as your vision goes white. You see stars the orgasm is so strong. Your hand shoots down to grip at the one Demetri has grasping your hip, your pinky fingers interlocking. It’s a poor man’s handhold, but it feels so right. Demetri groans, and his thrusts begin to land harder, his pelvis meeting yours roughly before you feel a cool liquid filling you.   

“There,” Demetri pants “nice and full. Isn’t that better, precious girl?”   

You hum appreciatively, still coming back to yourself. Demetri’s hand on your hip shifts and his thumb grazes across your sensitive clit, causing you to jump before he’s pulling out.   

You can feel his chilled cum begin to leak out of you, starting to trail down towards your ass. You attempt to free the hand entwined with Demetri’s to reach down, intending to feel the mess he's made of you, but he refuses to release your pinky from his. He keeps your fingers locked together even as he swaps places with Felix, your arm lifting as your hand moves up above your head. The trailing cum never makes it to its destination, as Felix uses his new location between your thighs to his advantage.   

Felix gazes between your thighs hungrily, and you almost give in to the urge to close your legs. The urge to hide from his intense gaze is a strong one, but somehow you resist.  

“Good girl.” He must have noticed the instinctive jerk of your thighs towards one another, and their return to position. The praise fills you with warmth, and you shift them open a little farther. He’ll need the extra room.   

The fingers of one hand graze along your ass cheek as they brush a light path along your skin to catch the cum leaking downwards. His fingers drag upwards, bringing the escaped cum with them, to your opening. His fingers gently dip in and out of you, pushing Demetri’s fluids back where they began, before shifting to trace the length of you. Up. Down. And up again.    

“Messy girl” he murmurs, staring distractedly at the sight of his fingers dragging along you, spreading the mix of Demetri’s cum and your fluids. You are messy, you can feel how wet you are. Your fluids combined with Demetri’s make you sticky and slick.   

“Absolutely perfect.” He praises, those fingers still moving along you. “Are you ready for my cock?”   

“Yes.” You answer immediately. “Please, Felix.”   

Like Demetri had earlier, Felix rubs the head of his cock along the seam of you, spreading your fluids along the both of you. Unlike Demetri, who had done so to tease, Felix also does so out of necessity. You’ll both need the lubrication to make taking him easier. Finally, when he decides you’ve soaked his cock acceptably he notches his head at your opening.   

“Oh, god!” You exclaim, the sight of him lined up against your needy hole is a potent sight and your walls flutter in anticipation.   

“Just Felix will do, love,” Felix answers cockily.   

“Oh, shut u-“ Your reply cuts off abruptly as he shifts forward slightly and, with a pop, his sizable head slips into you. Your head falls back with a whimper, and Demetri is there. His hand cups the nape of your neck and he takes advantage of your exposed neck to pepper kisses along it. A bruise is sucked into your skin at the corner of your jaw.   

Felix doesn’t move far, letting just the first inch or two sink into you before pulling back. He repeats the forward and back motion, slowly working his length into you. The stretch is exquisite, and you want to beg him for more. His face is tilted downward, staring down at where the two of you are joined and watching the progress as your cunt slowly swallows his cock. Felix is most of the way inside you now and he’s dragging along spots you’d never had stimulated at the same time before. The experience is overwhelming, and on one particularly pleasurable thrust, a mewl escapes your throat. You’d been valiantly trying to keep relatively quiet, but that last sound had been louder than any you’ve made so far.    

“Oh, that was a pretty sound.” Felix taunts you, pace speeding slightly “Imagine the sounds you’d have made if Demetri hadn’t worked you open for me first. The whole castle would be able to hear you. Say, thank you, little girl. Thank Demetri for opening your pretty cunt up for me.”   

Your eyes lock onto Felix’s and from the grin he gives you, you can tell he’s serious. You’re panting from the stimulation of both of their ministrations and speaking more than one quick word at a time is going to be a challenge. A fact he clearly knows.   

“Thank- oh!.” You try, you really do. They’re making it difficult for you though, Felix is purposefully targeting the spots inside you that cause you to see stars as he thrusts. Demetri isn’t helping either, his hands cupping your cum covered breasts and pinching your nipples.   

“Thank- fuck. Thank.”   

“Come on, sweetheart.” Demetri prompts you, tauntingly. “Are two little words so hard to say to me?”   

You make a sound at him, intended to be one of annoyance but it sounds more whiny than anything. They’re such bastards. Both of them. Demetri’s head bends down over your chest, lips closing around a nipple and sucking.   

“God,” you gasp out, an unfiltered thought spilling out unbidden “your mouth. Magical.”   

That gets a chuckle out of both of them, and you remember the task you were trying to accomplish when Felix pats your thigh.   

“Thanks.” No dice, his thrusts increase punishingly. Not enough to hurt, but you feel like your eyes are rolling back from the increase of pleasure pouring into your nerves.   

“The right words, pretty girl. You know that’s not what you were told to say. Thank him properly, brat.”   

“Thank yo-“   

Felix suddenly hilts fully within you, his pelvic bone pressing against you just right and you’re flying. Suddenly shoved over that mind-blowing cliff once again, you’re sobbing out your pleasure as your cunt clenches as tightly as it’s able around Felix’s thick cock. Your thighs clamp around Felix’s hips, and you vaguely register Felix muttering a rough fuck while Demetri chuckles.   

“Ooh,” Felix coos “Are you playing favorites? You didn’t do that for Demetri.”   

“That’s not very nice of you” Demetri chimes in, his words vibrating against the nipple he still has in his mouth. “I’m going to claim partial credit though” Demetri continues, “My mouth does feel magical after all.”  

“Magical mouth or not, she’s going to come on my cock twice.” Felix is bragging.   

There’s a derisive snot from Demetri.   

“Speaking of magical mouths” Demetri drawls, lips withdrawing from your tit. “It’s my turn with yours.”   

He stands up straight, no longer needing for his mouth to reach your tits.   

“No hands this time, pet. I want those pretty lips of yours wrapped around me the whole time.”   

Finally releasing his hold on your pinky finger, Demetri guides your hand to touch his thigh. Gripping your wrist, he makes your hand tap where your it rests before pressing firmly until you grip his pant leg. You keep your hand where he’s placed it, clearly there’s a purpose.   

“Three taps, baby, and I’ll stop. Do you understand?”   

You start to nod, but at his raised eyebrow you choke out an affirmative answer, struggling to form words against the tide of pleasure caused by Felix’s resumed movement inside you.   

“Y-yes!”   

“Perfect, brilliant girl.”   

His hand is cupping the nape of your neck again, supporting your head and neck as it hangs off the end of the desk. You open your mouth eagerly, earning a low chuckle from his, and then he’s pressing inside.   

Your jaw isn’t as strained as it was with Felix, and you know you can keep your mouth open longer for Demetri. He starts slow, shallowly thrusting into your mouth. When he doesn’t feel any tapping, and decides you’re okay, he begins to deepen his thrusts. You attempt to use your tongue, moving it to hopefully help add some stimulation, but that proves useless.   

Eventually, Demetri’s thrusts into your mouth have you moaning around the entire length of him. You’re proud you manage to do so, and the faces and sounds he makes as he fucks your mouth make for delicious validation.   

When his thrusts begin to line up with Felix’s, you whine. Both of them thrusting into your wet, willing holes at the same time is filthy in the best way.   

“Yeah?” Felix purrs “Do you like this, little girl? Being stuffed full of our cocks.”   

You squeal when Felix’s thumb finds your sensitive clit. The tight, fast circles he’s making on it are causing a severe degree of pleasure. You almost wish you could remind them that this will be your third orgasm, you’re so sensitive. Seeing as your mouth is full of Demetri, you can only moan brokenly and hope they’re feeling merciful.   

“You can take it.” Demetri’s words are firm. “You will take it.”   

“Just this last orgasm, sweet girl. Give us this one, and we’ll let you rest.”   

His fingers are relentless as they circle your clit, as are their thrusts. Felix’s cock nudges against a specific spot inside you and you scream. The sound is muffled by Demetri, who pauses momentarily, waiting for tapping. When none comes, he resumes. It feels as if your body is on fire, the starting point of your cunt quickly overtaking the rest of you. The hand fisting in Demetri’s pants is sure to have white knuckles.   

Please.   

After you’d screamed, Felix had angled to hit that spot on every thrust. It’s well-executed agony, and when Demetri reaches out and pinches your nipple you’re tossed headfirst into release. You know your eyes are rolling backward in your head this time, and you clench so hard around Felix that he snarls. He hilts inside of you, grinding himself against you once, twice, and then he’s filling you.   

Demetri pulls out of your mouth abruptly, his hand moving along his length in three rough strokes before his cum is joining his fellow guards across your chest.   

Gentle hands stroke your thighs soothingly, and when hands tangle into your hair you open your eyes. You didn’t know you’d closed them.   

“Hey there, love. You still with us?”   

“Mhmm.” Your response is weak, and such a happy sound that they grin.   

“Lovely girl,” Demetri’s grin is wide “Was that better than your dreams?”   

You’re too fucked out to gasp at the knowledge that they know. They know! Have they known the whole time?   

“Maybe I’m dreaming right now.” You sass.   

Felix moves a hand from your thigh to pinch your ass, and you yelp loudly before shooting him a disbelieving glare.   

“What?” They both speak simultaneously “Now you know you’re awake.”   

[grandvhs]

lista de nomes masculinos que estava no meu bloco de notas e eu só lembrei agora

starting with A ;;

aaron.

adair.

adam.

aiden.

ajax.

alec.

alfie.

allistar.

anderson.

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andy.

angus.

antonio.

anthony.

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archie.

aries.

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ashley.

ashton.

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axel.

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bailey.

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blaine.

blaise.

blue.

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bodhi.

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brooke.

bryson.

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caleb.

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carter.

casey.

chad.

chandler.

charlie.

chase.

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cody.

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cooper.

colton.

connor.

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corbin.

corey.

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dante.

darian.

darron.

darryl.

david.

dawson.

declan.

demetri.

dennison.

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diesel.

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ember.

emerson.

emery.

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emmett.

enzo.

eric.

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ethan.

ethaniel.

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ezar.

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fitz.

fitzgerald.

fletcher.

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forest.

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gallagher.

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gene.

george.

gerard.

gilbert.

giovanni.

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gordon.

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graeme.

grant.

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gregor.

greyson.

griffin.

gus.

guy.

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hamilton.

hamish.

hansel.

harley.

harris.

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harry.

harvey.

haven.

hayes.

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hendrix.

henrik.

henry.

holton.

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hudson.

hugh.

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hunter.

hyde.

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ian.

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icarius.

idris.

igor.

iman.

immanuel.

imran.

indi.

indiana.

indigo.

indra.

inrique.

irwin.

isaak.

isaiah.

isaias.

ishmael.

isobell.

israel.

ivan.

ivey.

ivor.

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izzy.

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jagger.

jai.

james.

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jaxon.

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jed.

jeremy.

jesse.

jett.

joel.

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jonathon.

jordan.

jose.

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jude.

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junior.

justin.

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kai.

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kameron.

kane.

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kayden.

keaton.

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keenan.

kellan.

kendall.

kendrick.

kevin.

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kieran.

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kingston.

klaus.

kohen.

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kristoff.

kyle.

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lamar.

lambert.

lance.

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langston.

lawrence.

lawson.

leeroy.

lennon.

leo.

leonardo.

levi.

lewis.

liam.

lincoln.

lionel.

logan.

lorenzo.

louis.

luca.

lucas.

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lucis.

luke.

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mackenzie.

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maddox.

malaki.

malcolm.

manuel.

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marcus.

marley.

marshall.

martin.

mason.

matteo.

matthew.

max.

micah.

michael.

miguel.

mike.

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miller.

milo.

mitchell.

morgan.

moses

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nadir.

naiser.

nasir.

nate.

nathan.

nathaniel.

naveen.

naydon.

ned.

nico.

neil.

nelson.

nero.

nicholai.

nicholas.

nila.

niles.

nixon.

noah.

noel.

nolan.

norman.

north.

nylan.

nyle.

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oakley.

ocean.

octavius.

odell.

olaf.

oliver.

ollie.

omar.

omari.

orion.

orlando.

osborn.

oscar.

o’shea.

osten.

oswald.

otis.

otto.

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oxley.

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page.

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parrish.

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paul.

paulo.

pax.

paxton.

payton.

penn.

percy.

perry.

peter.

phineas.

phoenix.

pierce.

pierre.

prescott.

presley.

preston.

prince.

princeton.

puck.

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quill.

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quincy.

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remy.

reuben.

rhett.

rhys.

richard.

richie.

ricky.

riley.

robert.

robin.

roger.

roman.

romeo.

ronan.

ronnie.

ross.

rowen.

ryan.

ryder.

ryker.

rylan.

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salem.

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sascha.

sawyer.

saxon.

scott.

sean.

sebastian.

seth.

shane.

shiloh.

simon.

sinclair.

skyler.

sonny.

spencer.

stanley.

stefan.

steven.

stevie.

storm.

sullivan.

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tamir.

tanner.

tate/tait.

tatum.

taylor.

teddy.

theo.

thomas.

timothy.

tobias.

toby.

todd.

tommy.

tory.

trace.

travis.

trent.

trevor.

trey.

tristan.

troye.

tucker.

tyler.

tyrone.

tyson.

starting with U ;;

umair.

umar.

urien.

usama.

starting with V ;;

valentine.

valentino.

vance.

vaughn.

victor.

vincent.

vinn.

vinnie.

vladimir.

starting with W ;;

wade.

walden.

wallace.

walter.

warner.

warren.

warrick.

waylan.

wayne.

wendall.

wes.

wesley.

west.

whitley.

wilbert.

william.

willis.

wilmer.

windsor.

winslow.

winston.

wolf.

wren.

wyatt.

wynter.

starting with X ;;

xachary.

xan.

xander.

xavier.

xeno.

ximen.

xylon.

starting with Y ;;

yahto.

yakub.

yasin.

yasi.

york.

ysrael.

yuri.

yusef.

starting with Z ;;

zachary.

zahir.

zander.

zane.

zavier.

zed.

zeke.

zion.

zolten.

[kiiwiigii]

Reputation pt. i

Alec x Virgin!Fem!Reader  

Summary: Alec has more than a reputation as one of the most feared vampires in the world, he also has a reputation for collecting… playthings. And to your surprise, you're his next target.

Warnings:  

NSFW 18+ 

Smut 

Dom/Sub  

Overstimulation  

Oral (F. Receiving) 

Virgin reader 

That poor backseat  

Or is it a lucky backseat?  

Word Count: 3.5k+  

Requested?: Kinktober!  

Please I NEED car sex or phone sex with Alec for kinktober… You have made me OBSESSED!! 😍😍😍😍  

A/N: Car sex it is! I have no idea what happened with this one.  

The bookstore was rather empty. It's exactly why it was one of my favorite places to go for a good read. With my being here every other day, I was probably their best customer.  

I hummed to myself, ignoring the rather ominous, yet pouty, figure behind me.  

Yes, Alec of the Volturi, one of the most feared vampires in the world, was acting like a goddamned child. He even had his arms crossed, his eyes boring holes in the back of my head.  

"Are you ready to go yet, human?"  

I rolled my eyes because, of course, he would do this right now. He was rarely ever on guard duty when it came to escorting me to places, it was usually Felix or Demetri.  

"Not just yet," I replied, deciding to go for the polite route. "I would like to check for one more book and then we can head back."  

"We have books in the castle library. I do not see why you feel the need to grab even more of them. We most likely already have a copy."  

I sighed heavily, shoulders slumping as I pressed my forehead into the bookshelf in front of me. This man, no boy, was testing my patience. I squared my shoulders and turned back to face him, glaring softly.  

"I would like to have my own collection of books. Once I turn, I won't know my own strength and I'd rather not have Master Marcus or Master Caius on my ass if I accidentally shred a book."  

Alec snorted, folding his arms. "The last thing on your mind will be books, girl."  

"Y/N." I hissed at him. "My name is Y/N. Is it so hard to use my name??"  

He simply assessed me, boredom prominent in his gaze, before stepping forward and letting his arms drop to reach up on either side of me, caging me in against the bookshelf. My heart sped up and I was sure he would probably kill right then and there. Pushing one of the witch twins' buttons was not the brightest idea I'd ever had.  

But instead of attacking me, Alec leaned in close, his breath ghosting over my ear. "You're right, Y/N. I should use your name more often." he murmured, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of my neck. A shiver ran down my spine at the intimate gesture, and I couldn't help but let out a soft gasp.  

This was the other thing about Alec that put me on edge. He had a certain... reputation... 

Alec chuckled darkly, his hands trailing down my sides before resting on my hips.   

"You're so responsive. It's quite... entertaining." he continued, the huskiness of his voice sending heat coursing through me and straight between my legs.  

I swallowed hard, not only confused at the sudden change in topic but also trying to push away the urge to give in to him.   

"I'm not here for your entertainment, Alec."  

He pulled back slightly, his eyes glinting dangerously. "No, you're here because of your little talent." He spat, the words obviously leaving a bad taste in his mouth. "But that doesn't mean we can't have a little fun, does it?" His hands squeezed my hips, his fingers digging into my skin almost painfully.  

I gritted my teeth, trying to push him away, but his grip only tightened. "Let me go," I growled, my anger rising to match his.  

Alec's eyes narrowed.  

"Make me," he challenged, his lips curling into a smirk.  

Without another thought, I shoved him as hard as I could, using all of my strength. To my surprise, he stumbled back a few steps.  

"L-let's just get out here." I mumbled.  

I was beginning to panic. I had no idea where all of this was coming from, but if Alec thought for one second that I was going to be his plaything, he had another thing coming.  

Alec said nothing, but I could feel the familiar holes being burned into the back of my head as he followed behind me.  

"Y/N!" Wanda, the owner, greeted me. "Back again, I see. And who is this with you? You didn't tell me you had a boyfriend!"  

Alec snorted from behind me, and I flinched.  

Ouch.  

I pushed away the hurt to smile at Wanda and set my new books on the counter.  

"We're not together. Besides, whatever happened to setting me up with your son?"  

Wanda waved her hand at me dismissively.  

"Oh, that boy is so boring. You need someone with a little more... spice!" she said with a wink, eyeing Alec up and down.  

I groaned quietly. Please no.  

"Well, we should be on our way." I said once the transaction was complete, eager to escape the awkwardness.   

As we walked out of the store, Alec fell into step beside me.  

"What the hell was that back there?" I demanded.  

Alec just smirked at me, his eyes shining with amusement.  

I was starting to hate that damn look.  

"I was just having a little fun, human. Nothing to get worked up about." he said, his tone light and teasing.  

I narrowed my eyes at him, my hands clenching into fists but continued walking around the back of the shop to a dark and empty parking lot. Alec's car wasn't too far away, and I couldn't wait to get back to the castle. I could hole myself up in my room and pretend none of this had ever happened.  

But in the meantime,  

"My name is Y/N, Alec. How many times do I have to tell you?" I said through gritted teeth as we reached his car.  

Alec's smirk faded, and he stepped closer to me, blocking me in yet again, this time against his car. I clutched my books to my chest as he leaned back in, lips against my ear.  

"If you want me to use your name, girl, you're going to have to earn it."  

I gulped, a little sliver of fear and (surprisingly) lust running through me. "And just how do I do that?"  

I regretted the words as soon as they came out of my mouth.  

"I don't think you could handle it, little girl."  

"Alec, I swear to god-"  

"Get in the car."  

I stopped abruptly. "What?"  

"I said. Get. In. The. Car."  

He opened the car door to the back seat. My eyebrows shot up but did as he said. Was I confined to the backseat now?  

"Good girl." He purred, and to my surprise he followed in after me, the car door slamming shut behind him.  

Alec loomed above me, his eyes dark with hunger and desire. I felt the chill of his body as he leaned in closer, his lips hovering just above mine.  

"I think it's time for you to learn a lesson, girl." he whispered, his breath hot against my skin.  

Oh fuck.  

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest, my nipples hardening painfully beneath my dress. I had no idea what he had planned, but I couldn't deny the thrill of excitement that coursed through me.  

"I- What-"  

I gasped as Alec's hands began to explore, tracing the curve of my hips, the line of my jaw, and the swell of my breasts. I moaned softly, my body responding to his touch despite my better judgment.  

He leaned in to capture my lips in a searing kiss, his cool tongue plunging into the heat of my mouth with a hunger that left me both dizzy and confused. But I couldn't help but respond, my body arching up to meet his as he pressed me further into the plush leather seats.  

This was a really, really bad idea.  

But I couldn't help myself. His hands felt good. I had never been touched like this. I had never been kissed like this. And I liked it.  

Alec pulled away from me, his eyes boring into mine.  

"Do you want me to stop?"  

I blinked up at him dazedly, my face flushed.   

"No." I whispered.  

"I could pin you to this seat and do whatever I wanted to you right now. Fuck you right here in this car. Is that what you want?"  

I swallowed hard, my body trembling as I stared up at him, not knowing what to say. I had never been in this type of situation before. I had never been wanted in such a way. I wasn't even sure if Alec actually wanted me, or if he was just bored. But I found that I didn’t really care. 

Fuck it.  

"Y-yes." I managed to choke out.  

Alec smirked. "What is it you want me to do to you, girl?" His hand tangled in my hair, pulling my head back to look up into his eyes. "Say it."  

I seemed to snap out of it momentarily at his use of ‘girl’ and I glared up at him.   

"I want you to use my name, Alec." I hissed.  

His eyes narrowed and before I could blink, he had pinned me to the seat with his hand around my throat. My heart was racing, my breath coming in gasps.  

"I don't think you're in a position to make demands, girl." He growled.  

"You asked!" I bit back.  

He suddenly kissed me again, pulling roughly enough at my bottom lip to make me tear up. It was a miracle he didn't break skin.  

The next thing I knew, he had slid to the car floor and had my legs up over his shoulders with a hand on each knee. His face was inches from my pussy, his breath a cool caress against my skin. I shivered, my breath hitching as his hands trailed up my bare thighs, thumbs brushing against the sensitive skin, causing goose bumps to erupt right behind them.  

He slowly dragged the hem of my dress up my legs, his eyes devouring every inch of exposed skin. I squirmed under his intense gaze, my heart sinking into my stomach at the hungry look in his eyes. Alec licked his lips, glancing up at me with a smirk before one of his fingers dipped underneath my panties, trailing through my slit before he lifted it up for me to see, a thin trail of my juices clinging to his finger.  

"Fuck." I whispered, my eyes widening as I stared at his glistening finger.  

Alec grinned at me as he moved his finger closer to my mouth. I licked my lips in anticipation as he moved closer, my tongue darting out to lick his finger.  

"Good girl." Alec groaned as his finger was soon replaced by his lips.   

Gods, this was so dirty.  

I moaned against his cool lips, arching my back yet again. He kissed and nipped his way down my body, teasing the exposed skin of my neck and collarbone with his teeth and his tongue. Not once did he break eye contact with me, his deep red eyes burning into mine.  

Finally, he made it back to my dripping pussy, and nosed my panties aside. I couldn’t help but watch him, his tongue swirled around my clit, dipping into my folds before trailing back up again, exploring me, tasting me. I moaned as he shoved two fingers inside me, fucking me roughly with his hand, his thumb on my clit.  

“You like that, pretty girl?”  

I panted, nodding my head violently, tears springing to my eyes as I felt a white-hot heat begin to coil in my lower belly. I had never felt this before. I had never even come before. And here I was on the edge. Did Alec even know? Was he aware that I was a virgin?  

"Alec." I whimpered. "Please don't stop."  

He smirked and kissed me again, pulling his fingers out and driving them back inside me, thumb still working my clit.  I felt the coil begin to unravel inside me, a sudden onslaught of pleasure that had me seeing stars. A loud moan escaped my lips as I felt my pussy tighten around Alec's fingers.   

Alec continued to kiss me, swallowing my cries.  

Slowly, the roiling pleasure began to recede, and Alec pulled back from my lips, that stupid smirk still on his face as he stared down at me and I trembled beneath him.  

"Such a good girl, Y/N." He purred.  

I shivered; his fingers never left my pussy, driving me to the edge once again. I gasped, biting down hard on my lip as I could handle, beads of blood springing forth.  

Alec's eyes darkened, nearly black, as he zeroed in on my lips.  

"Stop biting your lips, amore."  

The nickname stunned me for a moment, right before I felt myself falling over the edge, wave after wave of pleasure crashing through me yet again as I came around his fingers.  

"Fuck."  

Alec watched me intently, his fingers slowing their assault until the waves of pleasure receded once more. He leaned forward and swiped the beads of blood from my bottom lip with his tongue before he pulled away and raised his fingers to his lips, sucking my juices off.

I moaned quietly as I watched him before covering my mouth, horrified at my involuntary reaction.  

"You like that, do you?" He grinned, licking his lips. "You like watching me taste you?"  

I blushed, looking away in embarrassment.   

“Eyes on me, Y/N.” 

My head snapped back to look at him, eyes wide.  

“Do you want more?”  

I nodded hesitantly.  

“Words, Y/N.”  

“Yes, please.”  

He smirked at me. "Well, if you want more, then you're going to have to prove you deserve it."  

"How?"  

If Alec had wanted a plaything, he had one. I was too far gone now to care.  

"We're going to play a little game." He said, completely serious. "A game where you have to obey every single thing I say. No arguing. No questions. No trying to be clever. And if you try to, then there will be consequences."  

"Like what?" I breathed.  

He grinned at me, feral. "Like this."  

I gasped, my body tense as Alec slipped his hand between my legs, his fingers sliding inside me yet again. He continued to rub me, his thumb pressing against my clit. My body jerked, still sensitive. I don't think I could take any more, and yet I craved it. How was this a bad consequence?  

Suddenly he stopped, eyes glinting wickedly.  

Oh.  

Oh.   

I whimpered, moving my hips to try and gain more friction. The key word being tried.  

"So responsive. I think you like this, don't you?"  

"Yes." I whimpered.  

"Yes, what?"  

"Yes, I like it."  

"Good girl." He whispered, slowly withdrawing his fingers and grabbing my chin. "Now, spread your legs, and show me how much you want it."  

I bit my lip, my cheeks burning with embarrassment as I spread my legs, my pussy still dripping. I was certain that the leather seats would be ruined by the time he was through with me. He smirked, pulling my panties aside as he slid two fingers back inside me. My body jerked again.  

"I think I'll have you begging for anything I give you, pretty girl." He whispered.  

My blush deepened at his words, and I bit my lip as he slowly began to fuck me again.  

"Please, Alec."  

"Please what?"  

"Please fuck me."  

“I am fucking you.”  

“Alec.” I whined.  

“I need to hear you say it, pretty girl.”  

“Please fuck me with your cock. Please.”   

I nearly choked on the words. Never had I imagined that I would be saying such a thing.  

"That's more like it." He moaned.   

Slowly, he withdrew his fingers from me again, making me whimper in disappointment and excitement.   

"On your knees."  

I gasped at the command but obeyed, placing my knees on the seat as Alec positioned himself behind me. I hissed as the cold leather met my hot skin. Alec chuckled as he slid my wet panties down to my knees, his hands gripping my hips, holding me in place.  

I felt Alec's hard cock against my ass for a moment before he slowly began to push inside me, my pussy still tight despite the work over it had been given mere minutes ago.  

I shivered, my hands curling into fists.  

"Relax, Y/N." He soothed as he pushed inside me, just an inch.   

I groaned.  

He withdrew and pushed inside me again, just a bit further.  

"You're so goddamn tight."  

I groaned again as he finally pushed his way in, pain lacing through me. He stopped.  

"You're a virgin?"  

The way he said it had me looking back at him. His face showed clear surprise.  

"Y-yes?" It came out as a question.  

"No one else has touched you?"  

I shook my head.  

"Words, Y/N."  

"No. No one else has ever touched me."  

Alec's eyes darkened.  

"Good." He finally said.  

He withdrew from my body and thrust forward, his hips slapping against my ass as he buried himself to the hilt.  

I yelped in pain, my entire body tensing as Alec began to thrust, my pussy tight around him. He was rough. Rough enough to make my body tremble as he pounded in and out of me. It hurt, but I found that I didn't have it in me to care. I was so far gone that I had forgotten about the pain almost as soon as it began. It didn’t take long for the pleasure to set in. 

Alec groaned as he fucked me, whispering words of encouragement.   

"That's it. Take it, pretty girl. Take it."  

He reached under me, his hand finding my clit as he pressed a thumb against it, rubbing back and forth, slowly. He was still fucking me, still violent in his actions, but his thumb was soft against my skin, gentle.  

It was the perfect combination.  

The heat was beginning to pool in my belly again, my entire body tensing as I neared the edge.   

I whimpered his name as I came, my entire body shuddering, my pussy tightening around him. I collapsed against the seat.  

"I need you to come for me again."  

"I- I can't."  

He bent over, his lips brushing my ear. "You can, and you will."  

I whined, tears streaking down my face from the intensity of the pleasure. My orgasm had left me trembling, unprepared for another so quickly, but Alec pounded into my pussy, his thumb keeping up a steady rhythm on my clit.  

He was relentless.  

"Please, Alec." I begged.  

"Please what, pretty girl?"  

I moaned, the pleasure beginning to lick its way through my body.  

"Please let me come. Please, I need it. I need to come."  

He thrust into me faster and faster, a desperate moan escaping my lips. "Alec."  

My body quivered, unable to handle the brutal pace he had set. Alec reached around and pulled my back flush against him, one hand wrapped around my neck while the other reached up and grasped my breasts.  

"You're mine." He growled.  

I was suddenly completely okay with that. He could have me whenever he wanted me, as long as I could come again.  

"Alec!" I moaned as I came, the coil inside me unraveling yet again.  

Alec's hips stuttered and he slammed into me one last time, a muffled groan coming from his throat as he came.  

The wave of pleasure was almost violent, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. When it finally began to fade, I let out a sigh, my body collapsing against him.  

Alec held me to him, my body still trembling. I felt him nosing along my sticky neck, teeth scraping ever so gently and sucking.   

‘Is he marking me?’ I thought hazily.  

After a moment he pulled away, sliding out of me gently, and after another moment helped me out of the car and into the front seat, where I collapsed, limp with exhaustion. After buckling me in he shut the door and reappeared in the driver's seat less than a second later, looking completely put together, as if he hadn't fucked my brains out just a few seconds ago.  

He put the car in gear and pulled out of the parking lot, driving expertly despite the steamy windows. He held out his hand, something rather lacy and intimate dangling from his long fingers. My panties.

He pulled them away before I could make a grab for them, shoving them into his far side pocket.

"I think these belong to me now."

I narrowed my eyes at him, too exhausted to really retaliate. I wondered how he would react to me calling him a panty thief…

"Don't get too comfortable, amore." His hands pushed the skirt of my dress back up in a gentle caress.   

I whined a little and he gave my thigh a light slap, leaning over to whisper in my ear.  

"Keep those thighs open, Y/N. I'm far from through with you yet."  

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[volturiprincess]

Bored

Poly volturi guard x mate reader Summary: Painting their nails when reader is bored Warnings: None really, just fluff, well one curse word but thats it A/N: I haven't written a one-shot in a while, I been mostly doing head cannons. I got inspired recently because I painted my nails from being bored. Also this is my first one-shot with reader having more than one mate 🤗. There will be a A/N in the end. Enjoy💙

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“Im bored”

My mates are all lounging around my room while I was in my bed cuddling with Demetri. I usually cuddle with Felix because well he's a literal teddy bear and Demetri usually likes to just look at me, if he could he would stare at me for hours. If I’m not with those two I'm with Jane and Alec who like to read with me either by our willow tree or on our favorite sofa located in Alec’s room. I try to balance my time with all four because I would hate to make them feel like they are not wanted or feel like I do not pay attention to their needs. Since i'm still cuddling with Demetri he answers me first 

“What would you like to do cariño?”

I was about to answer with ‘I don't know’ but then I looked at my hand that was placed on Demetri’s chest and an idea clicked

“Can I paint your guy’s nails?”

All their heads snapped to me instantly, I could tell by Jane's gaze she was about to say no, along with Alec. While Felix looked like he was so down to do it, I looked up at Demetri and he had an unsure look, knowing he might say no unless I convinced him. 

“Come on, it's not like its permanent, it might come off in like an hour after I put it on your nails”

I did my best puppy look at the four of them that I knew would make them give in. I ran to my bathroom and gathered all the supplies I could find. Heading back to where the others were, I sat in the middle of my room where there would be plenty of room for all them to sit. 

I decided Felix would be my first victim since he was the most excited of this than the other three. I went over to him and sat across from him until he pulled me into his laps.. I grabbed his large hand and admired it from different angles to see what color would fit him best. 

“I know you are obsessed with my hands but is it really necessary to look at them with such focus?”

“Yes Fe, Im analyzing what color would best suit you”

“Oh”

Alec spoke up “Didn't think you had such a focus, just the other day you said you can't focus when I or Jane ware red”

“Well can you blame me, you guys look just more gorgeous than you need to be, my mind can't get that outta my head”

I looked back at Felix and he looked at me with curiosity, I leaned in and gave his jaw a kiss. I looked through my bag and found the perfect shade of pink. His eyes instantly widened and the others snickered slightly.

“Really? Pink? Why?”

“I think it would suit you quite nice big guy, your this big muscular vampire that could rip anyones head off instantly but you have a soft side so there's that, plus this nail polish changes, when your cold it changes to purple while if you are warm it turns pink”

“Um okay but I'm naturally cold, wouldn't it always be purple then?”

“Not unless I keep you warm a certain way if you know what I mean”

He looked at me with an amazed look that quickly turned into a smirk. I opened the nail polish and went off to work. I saw the other three looking at my work with astonishment, as I finished I looked at my work with a proud grin.

“Felix you look absolutely pretty, like a pretty pink princess”

He rolled his eyes playfully but looked at his hand with a small grin. I moved to my next victim which was Jane.

“Alright my little death rose, for you I will do black, because well that's obvious”

“Very well then”

I grabbed her cold hand and went straight to work. I had to concentrate more on her because her hands are smaller and her nails are slightly smaller than average. I could feel her eyes on me, I wanted to look back at her but I needed to focus. I finished quickly and looked at my work

“Voila, what do you think my princess of darkness?”

“There nice”

“Eh i'll take it”

Next one was Alec, I knew for sure I would do his burgundy because it would match his eyes. I went to him and he pulled me into his embrace so I was sitting between his legs. I giggled at his action while he just grinned cheekily.

“For you my handsome devil, your color will be burgundy”

“Why burgundy?”

“Because it matches your eyes, it's also my favorite color”

I hear someone mumble 

“I see who’s the favorite one”

“I heard that”

I looked up at him and he was already looking at me with a soft look, he leaned in and gave my forehead a kiss. I blushed at his action and felt my mind lag function, I heard chuckles from my mates which made me snap back to reality. I grabbed the color and painted his nails. I definitely made the right choice of picking this color, it really is his color. The way the color goes so well with his pale skin really popped. I finish before Jane could say pain and admired my work

“Fuck I really did you justice Alec, this color really does suit”

“Language tesoro”

“Sorry Fe”

I moved to my last victim, well I saved the best for last. I scoot over to Demetri who already has a grin on his face with anticipation. What color would suit this casanova of a vampire? I could do red but Alec is already a close resemblance to red, I want all four of them to have different colors. Wait! I know what color, when these four went out to Seattle to deal with the whole newborn thing, Demetri had this very elegant coat that just complimented him so well, I think there was this lavenderish blue in the design and I think that shade will look lovely on him. I rummage through my bag to find that color and found it.

I look back at Demetri and he had a devilish smirk 

“So care to tell why that color amore?”

“Well since you ask so nicely my casanova of a vampire, I picked this color for the reason being it reminded me of that coat you had on in Seattle, I got to admit you look hot”

“Hey! What about me?”

“Oh my dear hunk of a mate, you looked as handsome as you always do”

“And us?”

“You two always look great in black”

Gosh you compliment one and you have to compliment everyone else on the spot. Before I could even start with Demetri’s hand he pulled me onto his lap so my back was against his chest. I didn't say anything because I knew he would get more cocky than he needs to be. It took me a bit longer to do his hands because in the middle of it he decided to shower my neck with kisses and he even started to nibble slightly. I closed my eyes for a second to regain my focus and finish. Slightly sloopy, thanks to Demetri, but I finished before that session went a whole different way. 

“Alright my loves let me see your hands”

They showed off their hands and I got to admit I did a pretty good job, no regrets with the colors I picked for them. 

“Thank you cariño, you did a wonderful job”

“Your welcome Dem, i'm glad you guys like it”

Felix stood up and stalked towards me which made me raise an eyebrow in curiosity.

“Alright my little rose, you have left me curious about my nails changing color”

He tossed me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and walked away from the other three. I hear Demetri shot out 

“HEY! I want to see that too”

So much for being bored. 

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A/N: For Felix's nail color, I actually have that nail polish on, I forgot I had it until I tried it on. I wanted to give a quick update on my Caius one-shot, I been working on it, and to be honest it will need a third part. Theres different POV's between reader and Caius and well Caius has a lot to say 😅 from what happened in part one.

[gemini-sensei]

Thinking about Lawrence!Reader who ends up pregnant before the first All Valley Tournament.

She lives with her dad and goes to West Valley High School, though she can't say she's all that close to him or likes going to school. More often than not, she's picking her dad up off the floor after he's drunk himself into a stupor and made a mess of their apartment. The only thing she likes about school is it gets her out of the house and she has friends there. She's a nice student, gets the grades she needs to pass, but she otherwise doesn't care. What she really cares about is being on the cheerleading team and being active, even though her dad doesn't think cheerleading is a sport.

She meets Miguel before school starts and they form a friendship, but when her dad opens up Cobra Kai, she isn't interested in joining. She already has cheerleading, she doesn't need anything else. So, she watches from the sidelines. Along the way, she becomes friends with Eli and Demetri. They were already aware of one another before but she really gets to know them now unlike before. Demetri can't believe a cheerleader - pretty and popular - is talking to him while Eli just keeps his head down because Reader is so pretty and he doesn't know how to talk to her.

While Miguel is busy learning karate and her dad is trying to get more students to join, Reader is gearing up for all the football games she has to cheer at. Being on the cheer team means she is also friends with Moon, who is super nice when Yasmine isn't around. They have fun times together practicing their routines and making up new cheers for particular games. They're actually really close but could be closer if Yasmine wasn't in the picture or if she was just nicer.

At the homecoming football game, she is cheering and having a constant flirtatious conversation with a quarterback from her school the whole time. When West Valley wins, everyone is so excited. Moon's supposed to drive her home, but they end up going out with some of the other cheerleaders and football players to celebrate. That quarterback she's been flirting with all night makes a move and they end up in the back of his car. He drives her home and she thinks she's made a love connection when the football player has no intention of calling her after tonight.

A few weeks later, at the Halloween Dance, she's having so much fun with her friends. She's kind of going back and forth between her cheerleader friends and Miguel and his friends but no one really cares. Reader is so free-spirited and friendly that no one questions is. All night, she's trying to get her friends (Eli & Demetri) to dance with girls, trying to hook them up with some cuties. All the while she's forgotten her hookup with the flirty football player because if he didn't see what was right in front of him, it was his loss.

However, halfway through the night, she starts feeling sick and rushes to the ladies restroom to puke up her guts. After a while of being in there, Moon and Yasmine find her and actually help clean her up. Reader passes it off as it must have been something she ate and Yasmine tells her that the school buys cheap snacks for these dances all the time. They go back out to party and have a fun time, Reader thinking Yasmine isn't so bad - she has her good moments at times. She has a great rest of her night until she learns that Miguel got beat up in the locker room.

She blames her dad for not teaching Miguel when and where to pick a fight. They argue over it and she tells him to screw himself because she's known opening up this dojo was a bad idea. It sparks more arguing and she ends up leaving the apartment for the night because she doesn't want to be around him. So where does she go? To her trusty half-brother Robby, of course.

They bad-mouth Johnny all night and smoke weed. They don't hang out as much as they used to when they were kids but Reader and Robby have an okay sibling relationship. She'll go to him whenever she needs to get away from Johnny and he'll call her if he's ever in a jam. They have each other's backs no matter what.

It's while she's staying a few days with Robby that she finds out she's pregnant. She realizes that she missed her period by a little more than a week and finds a pregnancy test in the bathroom, which sparks her fears. She takes it and it comes back positive, scaring the crap out of her. She's a teenager with a deadbeat single dad, a half-brother who hates their dad, and no mother figure to look to for any advice. She doesn't wanna talk to Shannon about it because while she's Robby's mom, she's not all that present; so, she hides the pregnancy as much as possible. She isn't showing yet, so it isn't that difficult but she's not thinking ahead. All she can think about is right now and in the moment, she's scared.

However, keeping the secret is hard. She's constantly tired from cheer practice and going to school. Her cheer coach sees it and gives her a talking to because they have a competition coming up. She promises to be better and Moon offers to help her relax, but it isn't going to help. Reader is stressed out of her mind and totally freaking out on the inside. While her and Moon are hanging out, she finally lets it out that she's pregnant and doesn't know what to do. Moon's hippie-dippie lovely mother overhears and comes in to help. She offers to take Reader to the doctor to get everything looked at and she agrees because she's not been to one yet - fearful of the costs and her dad finding out and a whole slew of other things.

Moon's mom and Moon tell Reader that they won't tell anyone, her secret is safe with them, and they offer their home to her as a sanctuary if she ever needs it. Moon knows Reader's life is tough with a dad who's barely paying the bills and keeping the fridge stocked, but she never says anything about it. Reader thinks Moon is probably one of the only great friends she has.

Things are going great for a while; her dad is so preoccupied with teaching karate that he barely notices any changes in his daughter. It's easy to keep the pregnancy a secret, then she learns Robby is working with Mr. LaRusso and that's a bad idea, which she tells him as much. While they're arguing about it, she accidentally lets it slip that she's pregnant and doesn't need the stress of him trying to irk their father on her shoulders. They stop arguing and talk about the more serious issue at hand, Robby wanting to make sure that his sister has everything she needs, but he gets mad when he learns that some jerky football player did this to her and doesn't want her. He cools down a bit when she tells him she doesn't want anything to do with that guy but he's still peeved about it.

And, of course, as time goes on, she can't hide it anymore. She starts showing after a while and people start teasing her. She ignores them, she's got thick skin so she can, and goes about her days. She's just trying to make it through school, which is a lot harder without cheerleading since she had to quit the team. The only thing she has at school are her friends, but they quickly become absorbed in the karate bubble and all she's left with is Moon and Yasmine - which isn't a bad thing but she misses her guy friends.

Moon is so happy about the baby while Yasmine is kind of squeamish about the whole pregnancy. It definitely weirds her out when the baby starts to move and she can see or feel it. She's like "That's so fucking creepy" and Moon is like "It's so beautiful, what are you talking about?" Their dynamics with Reader are so wholesome, surprisingly so since she and Yasmine are weirdly friends now. They dropped Sam and took up Reader as their third. Yasmine won't admit that they're friends for a while but she's definitely protective over Reader.

When Johnny finds out, like actually fucking sees his daughter showing because she can't wear baggy ass clothes anymore, he's livid. Like Robby, he wants to punch the guy that "did this to her" and teach him a lesson, but it devolves into another argument because he's just now realizing all of this and he hasn't been paying attention to her. He starts going on about how she's supposed to be more responsible than him and she starts crying because no, she isn't, he's the adult, the parent, the one who should have been there for her when this all started. instead, her friend's mom is the one paying for her doctor's appointments and buying her maternity clothes and helping her figure out how to be a mom. It's bullshit and she ends up packing her things and leaving.

On the way out. Miguel catches her and asks her if everything is okay. She yells at him that no, everything isn't okay. She's pregnant, her dad sucks, and he along with all their other friends have seemingly forgotten she exists. He feels bad and wants to make it up to her, but she tells him to save his apologizes for someone who actually gives a fuck. At about that time, Moon pulls up to take her back to her place and she leaves.

With Moon, she's able to relax more and have fun. They're still teenagers after all and that's all they want to do is have fun. So when they are planning Yasmine's birthday party, they're just thinking of themselves and having a nice time together as friends. Kyler and Brucks are around and that's whatever, she can ignore them. They, however, cannot ignore how big she is. Brucks touches her belly without asking while riding in the car and she almost breaks his hand (just because she didn't join her dad's dojo doesn't mean he never taught her how to defend herself) and Kyler keeps away from her after that display.

And when they get to the canyon for the party and see all those people already there, Yasmine is so upset and worried that her party is ruined. Moon and Reader assure her that just because they're all "nerds" doesn't mean it can't be a fun party. Only for Kyler and Brucks to leave them with a beer cooler and one blanket because Miguel scared them off. Moon and Yasmine help Reader down to the party and they end up having fun, at least Moon and Reader do.

Reader is mostly sitting on a log near the bonfire because her feet and back hurt, but she's having fun. Someone is always bringing her a fresh soda so she doesn't have to get up and it's nice of them. Then Hawk sits beside her and he's brought snacks to share with her. They talk for a while, catching up since they haven't hung out in a while, but before she knows it, he's holding her face and leaning in for a kiss.

She stops him and asks, "Are you sure? I mean... about me?"

"I've had the biggest crush on you for so long, Reader," he tells her. "I'm sure."

And they kiss and it's sweet, soon to turn a little hotter when they start making out like no tomorrow. He holds her gently, one arm around her waist while his other hand is on the side of her belly. They're having the time of their life just getting, uh, more acquainted than ever before. She feels so special because the last guy she was with only wanted to hook up with her and, after getting pregnant, she thought surely no one else would want her. But with the way he's kissing her and whispering to her how pretty she is and how he doesn't care that she's pregnant, she can tell that Hawk means it. After all, he was this really sweet, cute guy before the mohawk. Why wouldn't he mean what he says?

They're hanging out the rest of the night when Sam and Robby show up. Reader has talked to Robby a few times since telling him she was pregnant, but she had no idea that he was friends with Sam, aka Miguel's girlfriend. It sparks a how jealous rage from Miguel and she feels the need to go stop him before he does something stupid. Because even though he hurt her feelings, she knows he's a good guy. Well, only for him to try hitting her brother and she tries to get in the middle of it, which only leads to her getting pushed. But Hawk and Robby are there to catch her before she can fall and the whole thing sobers up Miguel in a second and he's apologizing to her profusely. She gets in his face and plainly says "I hate drunks" before walking away.

Instead of leaving, Robby and Sam go to check on her. She isn't hurt physically and the baby is okay, she just wishes her friends were acting like normal fucking people. Hawk is by her side and she feels like all three of them are fussing over her. She finally just tells them that she wants to go home, so where's Moon?

Moon and Yasmine are dancing together somewhere in the crowd but when they hear about what happened, they are immediately going to Reader's side. She's almost in tears and they decide it's time to go. Robby wants to go with them and Sam is unsure of what to do, so she leaves to. Hawk wipes away Reader's tears and tells her goodnight before she gets in the car to leave, promising to call her later since he's one of the people who started the party, he feels like he has to stay until it's over. He feels bad for not leaving with her but she tells him it's okay but that he better keep his promise.

When he does finally get home, he calls her but thinks she'll be asleep. She's awake, eating cake and ice cream with Moon and Yasmine. They talk for hours until he has to go to sleep because the tournament is tomorrow. She tells him she'll be there even though her dad is gonna be there and he tells her that he'll win the whole thing for her.

She has no idea of Robby's plans to be there or even compete. Or how that might cause more problems than she ever imagined...