#forever mine one shot

[royallyprincesslilly]

Title: Forever Mine ****

Title: Forever Mine ****

Lewis Hamilton x Reader

Warning: NSFW, 18+ Content, SMUT, Infidelity, Glove Free Loving, Heavy Cursing, Crude Language, Toxic Levels High, Moderatly Filthy,

Words: 4.9k

Summary: Nah! Don't feel like it.

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“Fhuck Lewis!”

Your back arched off the corner of the couch back where Lewis currently had you perched. It wasn’t the most comfortable spot to do this, but you’d learned young that a little discomfort could offer great reward. Lewis squeezed your hips as he circled his. The action scraped at the desperation inside of you. It was a feeling you’d often felt when you were with him. He seemed to be the only one to make you so goddamn needy that you couldn’t think straight. So the most obscene things came out of your mouth.

“Fuck me Lewis! Fuck me so hard that I’ll never forget you.”

Lewis scoffed then gave you a half smirk. “You sure that’s what you want my little treasure?”

Lewis kept circling his hips in the most teasing manner making you feel every single sensation. You watched him lick his thumb then bring it between your legs. The jolt of electric pleasure took you by surprise, making you arch even more. Your head lulled back into the crook of the couch then your basal needs took over. You bucked against him trying to feel even more of him. When that didn’t suffice, you locked your ankles behind him and braced yourself on the back of the couch then lifted your body until you were the one fucking him.

“Uuuuuuuuugh!”

Lewis’ eyes were glued to where your bodies were joined, and your eyes were glued to his face. You loved watching him as he was overtaken by pleasure. He always seemed to be so in control of his thoughts, actions, and feelings but when you had him like this—every once in a while he had no choice but to release himself from those restraints as you pulled more and more from him.

After barely a minute, Lewis gripped you firmly then slammed you down onto his need, filling you way past capacity. You screamed and clung to him like he was the one thing keeping you from breaking apart and shadowing out to pure energy.

“You feel all this dick, Y/N?”

“Mm-hm,” you replied in a high-pitched whine as your hand tried to push him back.

It wasn’t what you wanted but rather a survival instinct. Lewis withdrew then slammed deeper inside of you again. And again you screamed.

“I can’t fucking hear you. Do you--.” He sped his thumb making it expertly swirl around your clit. “Feel all--.” He then pinched it and rubbed your sensitive bud between his fingers.

All you could do was whimper and desperately buck against him. “This dick?”

Lewis quickly withdrew then slammed into you again.

“Fuck yes, yes, yes, yes! I feel it papi, fuck!”

“Good, because I am going to fuck you so good with it that you feel it for months.”

He withdrew then thrust his hips forward repeating the action until every single stroke he delivered was a rough, bruising one that had you seeing white spots behind your eyes.

“Look at me!”

Locking eyes with him you saw the glint of danger in them, saw the blazing desire for you swirling around promising a mind-blowing release.

“When you sleep you’ll feel this dick. When you’re going about your day, this dick will still own you. When you’re shopping, my dick will be the only thing you can think of. I’m gonna fuck you so good you’re ruined for the rest of your life.”

Unable to stop them, your eyes rolled to the back of your head. You’d lost control and it was further evident by the way your nails raked his back.

“Fuck this pussy is still so good!”

Lewis brought his hand to your neck and brought your head back so you could look at him. He broke eye contact for a moment pulled out and rested his beautiful glistening cock against your pubis.

“Do you love this dick, butterfly?”

“Yes,” you panted out.

“Get on your knees and make him as wet as that tight little cunt.”

You rose and followed Lewis’ guiding hand. Dropping to your knees you wasted no time suctioning down his cock. Lewis didn’t care to go slow. He guided his cock to the back of your throat then laced his fingers behind your head trapping you there.

“Fucking—that throat is as tight as your cunt.”

Your moan was the only reply. You knew he was trying to test your limits, but this was not your first time with Lewis. You wrapped both hands around his cock then pinched your lips together the best you could. The move had Lewis’ hands dropped giving you the freedom you needed. You bobbed on his length, slurping, and moaning as if his cock was a churro-flavored lollipop. Lewis hissed and groaned as he watched you remind him why one fuck had never been enough. When you shoved him down your throat and stifled a gag, he cupped your jaw.

“Dirty girl!”

You doubled down on your efforts not caring how sloppy things were getting. After a few short minutes, Lewis pulled your face to his cock and lodged it in your throat. The urge to gag was strong as he restricted your oxygen flow. The look in his eyes said it all, this was the shit he loved and only you could fully satisfy him. You were his sexual match. When he released you, his cock slipped out dripping wet and you were certain you were the same.

“Back up here and spread that pretty pussy open for me.”

You cotched yourself on the back of the couch again and spread your legs. You then slowly trailed your fingers down your body until you were able to spread yourself open.

“Aaaaah,” he deeply groaned out.

He lowered a finger to your sex and swiped upward coming away with the evidence that you were way past river status.

“All this for me, butterfly?”

“Yes, papi!”

“Good!”

With that he slammed back inside of you bottoming out and just like that you came all over his cock. Lewis’s grip on your body tightened and you knew your release was tempting him to cum too. It was temptation he was resisting. He would cum on how terms, probably after making an even bigger mess of you.

“Yes Lewis, right there. Don’t stop. Don’t you fucking dare stop!”

Stop he did not. Instead, he picked up the speed and torpedoed you into another release, this one making you squirt all over him.

“That’s what I like. I’m sure you have two more in there for me.”

Just then your phone rang. His eyes were glued to your pussy before but with the interruption they darted to where your phone lay on the couch cushion. You watched his whole face change. Curious you peeked over and saw the name on the ID.

Aaron.

Your brain flickered back to reality but as quickly as it did it disappeared with one powerful thrust of Lewis’ hips.

“Mmm.”

“Am I losing you, butterfly?”

“Never.”

He smirked wickedly then. “Answer the phone.”

Your eyes widened. “W—what?”

“You heard me. Answer—the phone.”

His hips never slowed, and his rhythm never faltered. It was hard to focus on anything else but your pleasure. Hell, your brain couldn’t even process what he was asking.

“Either you answer it, or I will, and I promise you won’t like what I say.”

He was serious. A tendril of fear sprouted in your gut. You knew Lewis well and knew his personality. He was possessive and liked control and to show others his prowess. He could also be menacing and mischievous when he really wanted to. It was rare but you knew this situation was a precarious one.

“Butterfly?”

He cocked a brow questioning and challenging you at the same time. Just when he reached for it, you lurched for your phone.

“On speaker.”

You took a few breaths trying to calm yourself and control your voice. “Hello?”

Lewis chose then to bury himself balls deep. The surprise and pleasure nearly made you shout but you bit into your bottom lip to stifle it. Lewis looked like a predator happy with this game he’d chosen to play.

“Are you busy? Is that why you took so long to answer the phone?”

“N—no. Not busy.”

Lewis circled his hips again then used his thumb to edge you higher. Your eyes fluttered closed as your back arched again.

“I um—I didn’t hear it. I was out of the dressing room.”

It was a bald-faced lie. You couldn’t very well tell him you were sprawled on your back with another man between your legs. Lewis chuckled silently as he wagged his finger at you.

“Pick up something to wear tonight. We’re having dinner with some business acquaintances and you’re going to be on my arm,” Aaron informed.

“Yes,” you breathed out as you felt another orgasm coming right for you thanks to the new angle Lewis was fucking you in.

With your ankles resting on his shoulder, he was jackhammering into you hitting your G-spot with perfect precision. Goosebumps broke out across your skin and Lewis took that moment to hover over you sending your toes at a sharp over 90-degree angle. You’d always been flexible and knew this position was visually pleasing to him while it was world-ending for you. It was clear then he was fucking around and trying to start trouble.

“Are you okay?”

“Fine,” you croaked. I—I--.”

you bit your finger then slapped your hand over your mouth as you let out a muffled screech.

“Just thirsty. I��ll find a nice dress.”

“Make it green, it’s your color,” Aaron said.

Lewis gripped your throat as his face contorted, brows furrowed, and jaw clenched. His face dropped to your ear, and he sucked your lobe into his mouth.

“My pretty pussy. Mine! Say it!”

Your eyes locked and he dared you.

“Okay,” you said into the phone.

Lewis slammed into you again, making you regret it.

“So he hears.”

“Mine!”

You quickly disconnected the call and reached between your bodies to flick your clit.

“Fuck! I’m gonna cum!”

You should have waited for him to tell you to, but you couldn’t. You screamed as a violent orgasm tore through you. It was so strong you clenched around him locking him in as your body spasmed.

“Fuck!”

Lewis’ release only made you cum again and much harder than before. As Lewis's release filled you up, you convulsed and milked him for everything he had.

“Take all this nut, butterfly, take it!”

He burrowed deeper and deeper as if he wasn’t already as deep as he could go. Your entire body was in confusion. You wanted more of him, never wanting to release him, but also knowing that death by too much dick was improbable but a real danger. His eyes held you captive and you lay there melting in them.

“Your eyes are so hypnotizingly pretty,” you mumbled in rhapsodic bliss still not fully present.

“You think so?”

You nodded then moaned when Lewis slowly circled your clit.

“Fuck,” you whined out. The man wanted to kill you.

He kissed your lips then pressed his forehead to yours. “Your kids can have them too.”

Through the haze in your mind, you fully grasped his meaning.

“Think he’ll be able to tell?”

Lewis began rocking into you again using your combined fluids to ease the glide.

“Think he’d ever know that any heir to his empire would be mine?”

“Shit,” you whispered.

You were so sensitive that you were already close, and Lewis knew it too.

“Mmm. Let’s find out.”

He stood and lifted you into his arms holding you against him. He then turned and walked in the direction of the bedroom. You knew he was far from done.

-That Night-

You readjusted the diamond necklace around your neck, and then the matching bracelet. Angling your head from side to side you tried to decide if you wanted to showcase more of your neck or be more subtle. You stepped closer to the mirror then zeroed in on the mark on your neck that wasn’t there this morning.

“What the--.”

You peered closer and examined the mark that was about four inches below your earlobe. You remembered then Lewis dipping his mouth there while you were on the phone.

“Shit.”

You quickly grabbed your makeup bag and dug out your concealer and foundation. Using the two you covered the marks he’d purposefully placed. You knew it was on purpose because you always told him no marks. It was something he never adhered to. It was like he got off on the danger marking you would out both of you in.

“Your kids can have them too.”

Your eyes fluttered close as you remembered not only his words earlier but the way he rocked into you determined to make those words a reality.

“Fuck.”

The man was dangerous. You knew it from the very beginning and still couldn’t help yourself no matter how hard you tried to stay away. There was this tantalizing aura about him that refused to be denied. It was like watching fire dance before you in a gentle breeze fascinated by how it moves and behaves because with every move the difference in its characteristics continuously changed.

“Everything ok?”

Aaron’s voice broke you out of your thoughts.

“Uh, yeah.”

He wrapped his arms around your center then dropped a kiss on your bare shoulder.

“This was a good choice. You look delectable, makes me want to devour you right here, right now.”

You smiled then turned to him. “Thank you, and thank you for this,” you said sliding your fingertips across the diamond necklace you wore.

“It completes the look. Nothing is too good for my wife,” Aaron said before pressing his full lips to yours.

You’d expected the kiss to be a quick peck but instead, Aaron dipped his tongue into your mouth and claimed your tongue. A sudden flash of Lewis’ face filled your head, and you couldn’t help but moan.

“I’ve been craving your taste all day,” Aaron said as he backed you to your vanity table that was on one side of your walk-in closet.

Within a few seconds, he had you perched on it with your dress hiked up around your hips.

“Don’t we have to leave?”

Aaron ignored your question and dropped to the floor as he pulled your thong to the side.

“They can wait a little.”

With his large hands, he pushed your thighs wide then kissed your clit. Another flash of Lewis’ face buried between your thighs overtook you and again you moaned.

“Such a pretty pussy. It’s already swollen for me,” Aaron remarked.

Only you knew the truth. It was swollen from Lewis’ treatment hours before. Aaron tipped his tongue across your bud, and you dropped your he’d back.

“Shit.”

Aaron spread you open then went to town on your clit. His movements mirrored Lewis’ and your body went into overdrive. How the fuck were you this wanton? How could this be a turn-on for you? When did you turn into this person? When Aaron motorboated your pussy you bucked against him gliding your sex across his mouth. His moans intensified and the vibrations pushed you closer and closer to the edge.

When Aaron dipped his tongue inside of you, your eyes rolled to the back of your head. A vision of Lewis fucking into you to the same pace and rhythm as Aaron’s tongue was filled your head and with that vision, you raced toward your orgasm. You felt Aaron’s fingers slide inside of you and you clenched, sore from earlier in the afternoon. Lewis was right, you’d feel him long after he was done.

“Sensitive, baby?”

You nodded as you watched his fingers push in and out of your wet core. When he turned his wrist then curved his fingers inside of you, you bubbled over.

“Aaaah, fuck!”

Aaron sucked your clit into his mouth again and took you to another notch of your orgasm.

“Uuugh fuck baby, fuck L--.”

In the nick of time, you cut yourself off.

“Love how you do that.”

Aaron moaned then slurped your flesh.

“Fuck you taste good. Wish I had more time.”

He kissed your clit then the inside of your thigh before he stood. His lips were red and swollen and his beard a wet mess. He held his hand out to you and you took it. Once standing, he righted your thong then pecked your lips.

“Let’s go.”

Thirty minutes later, you walked inside the restaurant with your arm hooked in Aaron’s. It was classy and expensively decorated and that alone told you it would be at least 4 courses and cost almost as much as the bracelet you wore. The hostess quickly directed you to your table and once there your eyes bugged. Lewis sat there with a raven- and Auburn-haired woman.

What the fuck, you thought.

“Lewis, I wasn’t expecting you tonight. What’re you doing here?”

Aaron’s voice was cold but polite.

“As co-CEO I took tonight’s meeting,” he replied with a smirk.

Aaron and Lewis stared each other down for a few moments and you felt the tension in the room rise.

“Seems like you’re still just going around taking things,” Aaron replied.

Lewis’ eyes landed on you and unabashedly looked you over from head to toe. You knew Aaron clocked it. How could he not have?

“Well, if it’s already mine I’ll take it any way and any time I want.”

You caught the hidden meaning in his words and your danger-loving hormones responded in kind, sending a gush of moisture between your legs. As if Lewis knew his effect, he gave you his signature smirk.

Aaron laced his fingers with yours and pulled you closer.

"Some things will never change,” Lewis said, a hint of disappointment in his tone.

Aaron didn't look at all worried.

“You remember my wife, Y/N, right?”

Lewis smiled. “Of course. I remember her like a taste you can't forget.”

Fuck, you thought. Another hidden meaning sentence. You gave Lewis a warning look then took his outstretched hand to shake.

“Wonderful to see you again, butterfly.”

Aaron scoffed, “Never quite understood that nickname. Of all things a butterfly?”

“Those who get it, get it, right butterfly?”

You could feel Aaron's annoyance rising. Pulling your hand back, you laced your fingers with his again and smiled at him. Aaron took it a step further and kissed your nose.

“Sweet, Lewis dryly said as he sat back down.

The woman who was sitting there looped her arm with his and you perked up.

“And who is this?”

The woman looked to Lewis for an introduction, but he lifted his glass to his lips instead.

“Uh…Sadé,” she replied.

You looked her over and knew within seconds she was either already part of the rotation or she was new.

“Girlfriend Lewis? That's uncharacteristic of you,” Aaron slid in.

It was true. It was the reason you weren't Mrs. Hamilton right now. If shit or get off the pot were a person it would be Lewis. You understood but understanding is easily forgotten when feelings entered the mix. Lewis never quite committed.

“Don’t worry about me? How many years has it been since you swooped in like a backstabber and married my ex?”

Aaron's icy stare looked as if it could kill.

“Backstabber. What a joke, but my wife and I have been married for 3 years. I'm sure you know that though.”

“Wow. Ice cold,” Sadé muttered.

Lewis snorted. “Tell me about it.”

Lewis had never quite forgiven you for it no matter how hypocritical it was. You hadn't fully moved on with Aaron until he'd made it clear he had no intention of settling down.

“So, you broke bro code, and you broke ex code. You're the reason their friendship ended,” Sadé informed as if she’d cracked the case.

You prickled. It was still a sore subject especially when anyone tried to make you the back guy. Just as you opened your mouth to put her in her place, Lewis spoke.

“Watch yourself. I can be an asshole but you have no right.”

“I'm just standing up for you,” Sadé defended.

“I don’t need it. The three of us know our history and know who deserves what. Leave it alone.”

Sadé looked down then across to you and scowled. You knew then that they had already fucked and she thought she was more important than she was. You scoffed and looked away. What a joke indeed. You couldn’t deny the pang of jealousy you felt knowing that he’d fucked her, knowing that she’d had him the way you had hours before. The thought burned you the longer you sat with it until your veins were filled with venom.

A waitress came over for your orders and then at your request brought over two bottles of the best wine—your favorite. The icy cold air around the table remained but one thing with Aaron and Lewis, they could always prioritize and focus on what needed to be done. Right now it was business. You kept one ear on the conversation and one eye on Sadé who wasn’t even subtle about her efforts to rile Lewis up right at the table.

Every time she rubbed his arm, or trailed a snow queen Elsa white nail down his neck you clenched your jaw. By the second course, Lewis must have picked up on your saltiness and egged Sade on. That only made her bolder and bolder. Before long, she was blatantly flirting with him at the table while loudly whispering all the things she wanted to do to him. It was tacky.

Aaron’s large hand gripped your thigh pressing into the soft flesh of your inner thigh then leaned to your ear. “Are you okay?”

“Yes. Just tired from shopping earlier.”

“Shopping? And it made you tired? Must have been some hardcore shopping,” Lewis taunted.

It hit you then, he wasn’t like fire. He was the fire. He was the inferno, the blaze, and the embers. He was ruination and salvation.

“Excuse me, I need the ladies room,” you said before you stood.

Aaron’s hand was at the small of your back as he stood with you like the gentleman he was. He let his hand glide down to your ass then he pulled you to him and kissed you. You had Lewis’s full attention then, so you slide your hand down to Aaron’s toned ass and squeezed.

“Be careful or else I won’t be able to control myself from round two right here on this table.”

You smiled, grabbed his tie, and pulled him in for a kiss. “Sounds like fun.”

You turned and walked off knowing you had 3 pairs of eyes on you. One filled with jealousy and the other two yearning. In the bathroom, you freshened up your makeup and used the quiet to get yourself under control. Lewis knew that he’d see you tonight. He knew exactly what he was doing all along. He’d marked you on purpose so he could see you squirm while sitting beside Aaron. He’d also brought some woman on purpose too. It was all a ploy.

Closing your eyes, you tried to clear your head from everything that the day had brought, then you stared at yourself in the mirror.

“You know this has to stop,” you whispered.

You knew it, you’d always known it. None of this was healthy but you didn’t have the power to end things. You didn’t have the power to end the cycle. Sometimes you wondered if you even really wanted to. there was one truth you’d held on to as tight as the falling grains of sand in a tightly clenched fist. One truth that you rarely ever allowed yourself to acknowledge. It was a truth that excited, scared, and confused you. A truth that led to no recognizable future for you. Even now it was a truth you didn’t dare utter out loud.

You closed your eyes again and took a few breaths. When you opened them, there stood Lewis behind you.

“Lewis,” you began before he stopped any further speech by pressing himself against your back.

His hardness was the first thing you noticed. He was impossibly hard.

“Lewis what’re you doing? We can’t here.”

“Of course we can. Someone will walk in, but it won’t be him. Guess the real question is can you cum before someone does walk in?”

Your eyes widened. His meaning fully settled in and in the same instant one hand dipped into your dress and scissored your nipple while his other hand snaked under the dress you wore instantly finding your wet core.

Lewis groaned, as he circled his hips against your ass. “So wet for me already, butterfly.”

His swirled his two digits around your bud sending jolts of electricity up you spine. “Mm,” your voice betrayed.

“Do you know how badly I want to throw you over that table and fuck you? Do you have any idea how hard it is to not do it?”

You shook your head. “Fucking hard!”

His fingers went lower then he dipped them into you, spreading your tender flesh until your walls hugged him as tightly as they had his cock hours before.

“Was he here tonight?”

Your eyes opened and locked with Lewis’. You thought of how to reply for a moment but then just nodded.

“Did he touch you like this?”

Lewis curled his fingers so he could rub against your g-spot.

“Fuck,” you whispered.

“Did he?”

“Yes.”

Lewis kissed then sucked the skin at the base of your neck. It felt incredible and for several moments your sanity was gone. Someone could walk in at any moment, but you didn’t seem to see the urgency. Your body sang from it, got off on it. If he was fire, what did that make you? When you felt Lewis’ teeth you gasped and pulled from his lips.

“Don’t.”

He smirked. “Why? Afraid he’ll see it?”

“Lewis,” you warned.

“Don’t worry my little treasure, I don’t need to mark you, so anyone sees. I know you’re already marked. I know that while his fingers were deep inside of you, you could only see my face, think of my voice. I know that when he made you cum it was my name on your lips.”

He thrusts his fingers wildly in and out of you bringing you closer and closer to your release. You moaned, panted, and bucked against his hands needing something more to take you there.

“Beg me for it.”

You glared at him, but he only smiled.

“Beg me for it and I’ll have you seeing stars, butterfly.”

“No.”

“Come on, don’t be stubborn. You want it as much as I want it.”

You wanted it but you were not going to beg him for shit right now. Sensing your defiance he sighed and then brought the hand that was at your breast between your legs. As one fucked you, he used the other to tease your clit. In tandem his hands words and within seconds you were ready.

“Do you regret it yet, butterfly?”

“What?”

“Choosing him over me.”

You stared at him shocked by his question. Lewis stayed far away from tangling with what happened those years ago. You guessed that while he was emotionally over it he still held a grudge about it. He was still bitter.

“Do you regret it?”

“What’s that?”

Your eyes fluttered closed from the pleasure he was bringing you and the effort it took to use your brain and mouth at the same time.

“Not holding on to me when you had the chance.”

His snarl told you that you’d hit the nail on the head. Lewis curled his fingers again as he pinched your clit and that was it. You bucked on him dropping your head back onto his shoulder as you came all over his fingers. It took almost a full minute for you to come back to reality.

“Who said I don’t have the chance now?”

You sighed then pulled yourself together.

“It’s over, Lewis,” you softly said as you smoothed out your dress.

Lewis grabbed your arm then yanked you making you face him. He then backed you to the sink until your ass pressed into the cool marble. He then raised his hand and shoved the fingers that were just inside of you into your mouth. Again, instinct took over. You sucked them clean as your eyes lingered on one another. That was all it took for that need for him to rekindle. When he pulled his hand away he slipped them into his mouth and moaned.

“Do you feel that? I know you do. Oh, it ain’t over butterfly--.”

He crashed his lips to yours and took control of a sultry kiss that stole your breath, senses, and inhibitions. Before you could reciprocate, he pulled away from you again.

“It’ll never be over.”

He pecked your lips then your nose and walked out of the bathroom.

You stood there with your eyes closed as his fire played with something inside of you, something that wasn’t scared, something that was insatiable. Something selfish. Lewis’ whispered words from your first time came back to you.

“I’m going to ruin you.”

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[yrsonpurpose]

Part of his brain keeps getting stuck on how strange, and strangely wonderful, it is to see Henry like this, open and bare in every way.

[crustyfloor]

"My loveable creature" and "Till, the ultimate weapon"

[todayisafridaynight]

[bejeweledbaby]

does anybody know the fic where eddie couldn’t stop thinking about steve’s hips and waist and it got so bad that he went to steve’s house late at night bcs he needed to touch his waist so so bad, it was practically haunting him.

edit: it’s https://archiveofourown.org/works/41834775

[gabriestat]

true detective: the long bright dark / disco elysium: jamais vu (derealization)

[desceros]

now i can finally leave surprises in your inbox HEHEHEHE

[nalle]

Mudai  | TOUR アトム 未来派 No.9 -FINAL-

[son1c]

if we get canon shatterverse shadows that's just a win for me dawg. that's a win for all of us

[meganechan05]

Yes. Yes, it is ( ￣▽￣)

I don't know if it's me aging myself but I had a bit of a heartbreak upon realizing I've seen 0 fanart of Himeno drawn in the Hatsune Miku "World is Mine" art style or a redraw of said song's PV once the first Song Collection was announced.

If anyone has seen any, mind linking me to some? ヽ(；▽；)ノ

[lilcathsmith]

Greg in every episode of CSI (99/328) • Unbearable •

[royallyprincesslilly]

Yet again you’ve started something with Forever Mine because I need her to explain herself and these shenanigans she’s got going on 😂

🤣🤣 She definitely has some explaining to do. Hell, they ALL do. Lol.

Thank you for checking it out. I'm glad you liked it. 🙏🏽

[givehimthemedicine]

Big(ish) Analysis 4 (it's shorter than the rest I promise)

I have a huge question about gravity, mirrors, and El having seen the Upside Down prior to 1x1

you know how we have some fun in S4 playing with reversed gravity when the gang climbs through Chrissy's gate? I was like "haha, how would they have reconciled the gravity situation if the gang came out through one of the other gates in a wall?" and then I realized - none of the s4 gates were in walls.

Chrissy: ceiling. Fred: ground. Patrick: ground. Max: floor.

if Max had died in either of the places Vecna tried unsuccessfully to kill her, she still would've made another ceiling or floor gate.

Vecna only makes vertical gates. while all the gates we've ever seen previously - El's and the laser ones - were made in walls and therefore horizontal.

is that important? I think it's potentially world-endingly important.

there's sooo much mirror imagery associated with Henry, and it's no coincidence that gates act like mirrors.

imagine a mirror hanging on a wall, if you could step into it - you could walk in there just fine, the room would look backwards, but gravity would remain the same.

hang a mirror on the ceiling, though, and the room flips upside down, reversing gravity. ditto a mirror on the floor. exactly how Chrissy's gate and water gate work. I'll come back to this.

we're shown without a doubt that season 4's Upside Down is literally upside down.

but was The Upside Down upside down in 1-3?

we were given a couple of camera-rotating-upside-down shots, like when Hopper and Joyce start walking around in the UD. but there's much stronger evidence the 1-3 UD was not upside down:

when the gang climbs through the Chrissy gate in 4x7, the gravity reverse takes effect before they've even passed all the way through. Once Robin's center mass hits the midway point, she just falls the rest of the way.

compare to 1x4 and 2x2 when they show us lab guys stepping into the (horizontal) mother gate. if it was upside down in there, we should see both start to fall up before the membrane seals around them. one guy is even attached to a wire that should fly up to the top of the hole as soon as he gravity-flips in there. it never does:

we also saw El and Nancy go through demogorgon portals with no gravity reversal, and Will looking through the portal in his living room wall was rightside up.

unless someone can point out evidence that those rotating shots are more than symbolic due to the name, I'm pretty ready to say 1-3 UD was not depicted as literally gravity-reversed.

and if that's true, it leaves me with a humongous question:

if the Upside Down wasn't upside down until 1986, why did El describe it as upside down in 1983?

El wasn't the one who named The Upside Down, as I hear so often in fanon. all El said was "upside down." she wasn't saying it as a name. Mike ran with it as a name.

listen to the context of the boys' conversation before she says it. she's not interjecting "fellows, allow me to inform you that the place you're discussing is called The Upside Down™."

she just says "upside down" while they're listing adjectives Will had said (cold, dark, empty). her vocabulary is very limited and very literal. she's adding to the description of the place, not naming it.

if she knows what it looks like, it means she's seen it.

the only parade-raining-on answer I can think of is if El's remote viewing somehow shows her that stuff in the UD is flipped. but there was no gravity issue shown when she visited Will and Barb in the UD in the void, so I kinda feel like not? and she can't be referring to the '79 gate because she didn't see through it, and doesn't remember that anyway.

either by piggybacking, time fuckery wherein young El saw the future or past, or by the existence of another gate we don't know about... something... this kid has clearly seen more than we know.

maybe the gravity reverse is key to taking over other worlds

Vecna's 4 gates join, making one humongous X shaped gate into this gravity-reversed world. X gate will undoubtedly want to keep spreading like the mother gate did. what happens to two opposite-gravity worlds when the gate connecting them spreads so big that there's not enough separating them? at some point it will all just *CRUNCH*.

sounds like a great way for one dimension to take over another, no? to absorb it, like Henry absorbing his victims?

Brenner explains it pretty plainly (btw how does he already know this?🤨)

you know all those floating rocks in the yellow UD wasteland? gravity's screwy in there, apparently. it reminds me of the debris of one shattered planet orbiting another after a collision.

is the yellow UD a serial dimension-eater, and those rocks are the remains of whatever other other world it most recently absorbed?

what if that mirrored double-horizon red hellscape was something to do with those two worlds in the process of colliding? and then the yellow-floating-rocks wasteland is the result? we aren't given much idea of how much time passed in between.

utterly spitballing here, absolutely not a hill I'm dying on, but:

what if the wasteland/hellscape UD and UD Hawkins are in fact not the same place remodeled, but two (or three?) worlds or dimensions or whatever that both exist concurrently with RU Hawkins (in addition to however many more, theoretically).

if these are all separate places, theoretically that means you could open gates between any or all combinations of them.

what if you could have a gate open between UD and RU Hawkins (mother gate), AND a gate open between yellow UD and RU Hawkins (Rainbow gate), AND a gate open between yellow UD and UD Hawkins (theoretical gate through which the Mind Flayer got from yellow UD to UD Hawkins. I think it could do that; we saw it reach through the gate to try to get El)

and if all three such gates were open at the same time... could dimension 1 sort of reach through dimension 2 and grab dimension 3 and try to pull it through like a crochet hook?

more about gates and gravity

the 4 UD map must have to wrap around like an Escher drawing to connect gates sandwiching the RU into one single "map" - and I know this is fiction and to a certain degree we just have to play along.

but s4 clearly demonstrated that watergate and Chrissygate connected to the same "map," and so, presumably, did the others. if all these gates lead to the same place, does it make sense to have some gravity flip and others not?

here's all known gates, separated by "batches" to posit that once an initial gate is opened, all the other ones that open at the same time seem to obey the gravity established by it.

Rainbow (Sep 8, '79): horizontal (to be fair, I don't know wtf to call the gravity situation in there.) - Mother (Nov 6, '83 - Nov 5, '84): horizontal. demonstrably rightside up. Classroom (Nov 12, '83): horizontal. probably rightside up. Russia (June 28, '84): horizontal. probably rightside up. - Starcourt (June 28-July 4, '85): horizontal. probably rightside up. - Chrissy (Mar 21, '86): vertical. demonstrably upside down. Fred (whatever. you get it): vertical. probably upside down. Patrick: vertical. demonstrably upside down. Max: vertical. probably upside down.

we haven't been shown normal-gravity and reversed-gravity gates open at the same time.

is this evidence that gravity stays consistent with whichever way the initial gate establishes it? or, evidence of 1-3 UD Hawkins not being the same one as 4 at all? I know some of you think this already and I'd love to hear more evidence on that.

a final crackpot idea to wrap this up - help me on with my straitjacket -

pondering the idea of piggybacking, or time/memory fuckery enabling El to have seen an upside down Upside Down somehow before 1x1.

when have we seen an event in the past that, every other time it happened, created a vertical gate?

and we know gates leave scars. and I know this ceiling is all cracked by '86 just for disrepair reasons but.. (this shot conveniently doesn't show us the exact spot where Virginia died, or "died", but you see my idea)

and you know how gravity is also screwy in the mind lair version of the Creel house, looking like it's in the process of exploding? almost like a mind-gate is spreading and destroying it outwards. I wonder what the origin point could be?

anyway the part of this post I'm really interested in is the El part, so please talk to me about that. the end!

[teds-lasso]

ted lasso knows too much hurt for how much good he puts into the world

[sparkywrites25]

Mine Forever

Summary: Petra and Levi celebrate their decision

Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Petra Ral | Rivetra

Taglist: @lunar-rainclouds @captain-natey @wholeheartedly-alex

There was no need for words as Petra stepped backwards into the bedroom, Levi’s hands on her hips. Their eyes and their hands said everything as her lover guided her towards the centre of the room and the bed. The door was kicked into a close behind them while hands roamed over clothes, unfastening them. Soft kisses accompanied heavy breaths and delightful shivers. The high of the proposal wrapped around Petra tightly, heightening every sensation that Levi gave her. 

The bedroom was a little cooler than the lounge but warmth greeted Petra’s bare skin as piece after piece of clothing joined the growing pile on the floor. Something that Levi would normally have complained about but right now her lips were fastened onto Petra’s, her hands cupping Petra’s breasts, squeezing them. 

“Love you,” Petra whispered between kisses, parting her lips to meet Levi’s deep kiss. Her hands wrapped around her fiancee’s shoulders, fingers tangling in her hair, holding her in the kiss as a moan tumbled out of her and into the kiss. 

Levi caught her breath, her hands dropping to cup Petra’s ass so she could lift her onto the bed. “Love you too,” she murmured, her gaze falling between Petra’s legs. The shorter woman landed on the bed and began crawling back to the headboard, giving Levi the space to follow her, between her widening legs. Levi’s paler hands slid up Petra’s lightly tanned thighs, spreading them some more so that she could lie between them. She slid her arms so they hooked underneath Petra’s thighs, lifting her crotch so that Levi had a much better view of her lover’s glistening arousal. “So ready for me,” she breathed. 

Petra’s hand returned to Levi’s hair, playing with it as it tumbled over her shoulders. “Always,” she smiled through quiet pants of desire and anticipation. “Please,” she added, fingers still stroking the dark, fine strands, her knuckles caressing Levi’s shoulder. 

Levi kissed her thigh gently, and licked it, making Petra shudder. She licked higher up, enjoying the way Petra’s moans began to rise in pitch. Her fingers in Levi’s hair increased their grip. The tug sent ripples of pleasure down to the captain’s own womanhood and her kisses climbed higher up Petra’s leg, inches away from her centre. 

“Mmm, yes, mm!” Petra’s hips lifted up and Levi’s palms flattened over them to hold them down. 

“Patience, Petra.”

More kisses landed at the edge of where Petra needed them to be and she whined down at Levi, her amber eyes half-closed in wanting. The sight made Levi even wetter and she rubbed her own thighs together. Fuck, she needed to taste her now. 

Levi smirked against her lover’s skin and tilted her head so her face was pressed against Petra’s folds, She breathed in the intoxicating scent of her even as arousal coated her own face. With a flick of her eyes towards Petra’s half-lidded ones, she licked over her cunt in a long stripe. Petra’s hand found the back of her head as a noisy moan slipped out of the ginger-haired woman. Satisfaction flared in Levi’s chest as she watched Petra’s eyes close completely. She moaned against Petra’s folds, letting the vibrations run through the woman. 

“Oh!” Petra gasped while Levi’s smirk deepened. Dark hair tickled Petra’s thigh as Levi licked her again, another long movement followed by some shorter ones. Small groans tumbled out of the redhead’s mouth. She threw her head back against the pillow, arching her back as ecstasy swam through her. “Oh…mmm… Levi.. mmmm…”

Levi adored the way Petra’s hands moved to cup her own breasts where her nipples had hardened from Levi’s earlier ministrations. She watched, hypnotized, as Petra played with the soft mounds, giving Levi a show which, in accompaniment to her moans, sent more and more arousal down to Levi’s clit. Levi could feel it dripping down her thighs so she rubbed them together again. 

She set a mixed pace of the motions of her mouth, alternating between lengths of her licks and the pace of them. Sometimes she would apply a little more pressure, letting her tongue dip through Petra’s slit (which inspired out the most beautiful, low groans out of Petra’s perfect lips) and at other times she would lick so weakly that Petra would try and buck up into her mouth. Her hands would press harder against Petra’s hips to hold her down and still the younger woman would writhe beneath them, reminding Levi constantly of the strength she possessed, of how well she’d earned her place on Levi’s squad.  Her grip on the back of Levi’s head only cemented that. 

Very quickly, Petra stopped trying to quiet her moans and succumbed to outright cries of pleasure, often wordless and accompanied by an arch of her back and her pushing her chest up into the air. Levi’s own arousal continued to stream down her thighs. She wondered if she would actually be able to come like this. She kind of wanted to find out but she also wanted to feel herself come undone by other means. Maybe Petra’s mouth or her fingers or even by grinding up against that soft, perfect body. Levi groaned against Petra’s pussy as the image overwhelmed her for a moment, pushing her further along her own path to bliss. 

Petra’s knees bent, her feet planting themselves down on the ground so her kneecaps could poke up into the air. Both hands had moved to hold Levi’s head against her. Her body was shivering in waves of anticipation, her eyes half-closed as she moaned over and over. “Fuck, L-Levi… yes… need you… need you so much.”

“Yeah?” Levi whispered against her clit. The air brushing against Petra’s pussy only made her buck harder towards Levi’s face. Levi’s hands on her hips increased their grip, always mindful of her own strength. Her mind flashed back to her early training years when she would misjudge her own capabilities and the impact of them. She had hurt a number of people who she hadn’t cared much for at the time but she still looked back on it with some shame. Kenny had been impressed by it. 

“If you’re a woman. people will see you as an easier target regardless of whether you are or not. You’re best putting them in your place before they make those assumptions. Shut them down before they get out there.” Levi pushed those thoughts away. Why was she thinking about him at a time like this?

“Levi,” Petra’s voice had shifted. Her hands had moved to Levi’s cheeks. Something must have shown on her face, Levi realised. “You okay?”

Levi smiled and kissed Petra’s thigh. “I’m fine, really.” She licked Petra again, replacing the woman’s look of concern with an expression of ecstasy. She welcomed the feeling of Petra’s legs hooking over her shoulders. Her hands moved to hold the outside of her thighs, smiling against her fiancee’s intimate parts. She teased her entrance over and over before slipping her tongue inside her folds. 

Petra’s cry came louder than ever. “Oh god!” she tugged on Levi’s hair. “Y-yes, oh! Mmm!” she hummed as Levi’s tongue got to work on pleasuring her deeper. 

Levi sucked up as much as she could as she drove Petra closer and closer to the edge. Her own legs were rubbing together hard, trying to ease the friction from her own arousal. Forcing herself not to cum from the sounds of Petra’s pleasure alone was becoming harder and harder for her. She moved a hand down between Petra’s legs, her fingers slipping into her lover to hold her lips open, making it easier for Levi to explore her heat with her tongue.

Petra cried out again and her body trembled. Her hands fisted in Levi’s dark locks. Levi felt her walls clench around her fingers. “Mmm Levi, Levi, Levi…” her name burst out of Petra’s mouth in a rapid succession of panting moans. 

“Touch yourself,” Levi spoke against her clit. “Let me watch you.” Petra’s hands loosened in her hair. “That’s it.” Levi encouraged between licks over Petra’s folds. “Play with those pretty tits for me.”

Still shaking, Petra’s hands moved to cup her mounds once again, rolling and playing with them in her palms. Arousal pooled even more between her legs at Levi’s words and Levi lapped it up seductively. She groaned against Petra as she watched her writhe from her own touch. 

“So close, huh?” Levi murmured with kisses up and down Petra’s slit. “You wanna cum for me?”

“Y-yes.” Petra managed to gasp out. “Feels so good. I can’t- can’t hang on - oh captain!” she cried out as Levi’s tongue delved back into her, deeper than before. “I-ah-ah!” Words broke away from her as she crossed the threshold of her orgasm. Back arched and eyes closed, her cry carried through the cabin. Her juices spilled into Levi’s mouth and her body spasmed in the release of pleasure. 

Levi’s hands secured Petra’s thighs close to her head as she drank up what Petra had to offer, allowing her approving hums to prolong the sensation, drawing out her fiancee’s orgasm even more. 

Eventually Petra completely sagged, her legs dropping from Levi’s shoulders, her eyes half-lidden and content as she caught her breath. She gazed up at Levi, who immediately crawled up her body, kissing her thighs, her stomach, and her breasts before reaching her lips and giving her a taste of herself. Her arms wrapped around her lover’s smaller body, pressing her own against it, building the heat between her legs. 

Petra returned the kiss with a sated, languid effort, holding Levi over her with arms wrapped around her shoulders. “Mmm, love you,” she breathed between more heated kisses. “Love you so much.”

Levi softly groaned into her next kiss, filling the movements of her mouth with the love she held for Petra, her lips stroking, her tongue exploring that sweetness. “Love you,” she whispered as her lips painted Petra’s neck with tender touches. 

Petra ran her hands around Levi’s back, her fingers rubbing into the areas she knew tensed up the most. She let her fingers dig into the muscle and smiled as Levi breathed hard into her skin in appreciation. Petra tilted her head a little to kiss Levi’s neck. She continued to rub, accompanying each circle with another kiss to her neck. 

“Where do you want to cum?” Petra asked, alternating kisses with licks now, tasting the slight saltiness of Levi’s perspiration on her skin. “In my mouth?” she wondered. “On my fingers?” she suggested, stroking her girlfriend - no, fiancee’s - sides. 

“Hmm,” Levi lifted her mouth back to Petra’s, pushing her tongue gently inside and exploring the heat there. 

Petra moaned into it, her fingers returning to Levi’s hair to softly tug at it. It was Levi’s turn to moan while her own hands found Petra’s thighs and pulled them further open. She then adjusted herself so her womanhood pressed against Petra’s. Petra shivered at how wet Levi was. 

“Think I’ll come on that sweet little pussy,” she told Petra with a smile, nudging her nose before kissing her again, just as intensely. She rubbed herself against Petra and swallowed down the soft noise of delight as her hips began their pace, rocking against Petra, stimulating both with their soaking folds. “Like this? That feel good?” she teased as Petra’s eyes rolled back in delight. 

Petra’s eyes opened fully as Levi rested her forehead against hers, narrow grey-blue meeting wide amber ones and both pairs filled with the same feelings, the same wanting and love and pleasure. Petra cupped Levi’s cheeks, pulling her into another deep kiss. 

“Feels so good.” Petra breathed again. “Do you feel good?”

“Fuck, yeah,” Levi whispered against her mouth. “Been feeling good since you started making those pretty noises with my tongue in your pussy. You like me eating you out, huh? You look so fucking beautiful when I fuck you out.”

“Y-you do it so w-well,” Petra gasped as Levi’s jumping reawakened her own pleasure between her legs. “I wanna see you cum. Want to taste you.”

Carefully, Levi plucked out of Petra’s hands away from her upper back and reached it down between them. She slid her lover’s finger inside her own folds and released a quiet moan as Petra’s gaze darkened with lust. 

Petra pushed her finger in deeper, loving the feeling of how easily she could move it in and out. Her eyes flicked back up to Levi’s face as she reached further in, curling her finger in search of that sweet spot. 

Levi’s hands braced her on the bed. Pleasure rippled up and down her body making her dizzy. She was so close now. “Fuck, Petra, almost there.”

“Oh yeah?” Petra smiled up at her, swirling her finger inside her. Her fingertip brushed against Levi’s sweet spot once then twice and then a third time. Levi let out a cry, thrusting hard onto Petra’s finger. Petra mischievously slid a second finger in and Levi stilled as her orgasm crashed over her. She heard Petra gasp in adoration as Levi spilled over her hand, wrist and pussy. 

Levi rode the feeling out with rough thrusts of her hips until she felt her high begin to subside. She let herself drop down onto Petra’s chest gently, using her forearms to take some of the weight as she did. Beneath her. she watched Petra bring her fingers, slick with Levi’s cum, to her mouth and suck them off one by one, eyes on Levi.

Fucking minx, Levi smiled as she lay her cheek on Petra’s breast. She kissed the soft mound with a tired sigh. Petra’s other hand moved around her head, alternating playing with her dark hair and stroking the back of her head. The motions lulled Levi slowly in a state of relaxation. 

For some minutes, they lay there catching their breath, snuggling into each other. 

“I like celebrating our engagement,” Petra teased breathlessly as she continued to stroke Levi’s hair. “I think I’ve got a taste for it.”

“I’d say you’ve had more than a taste,” Levi retorted, leaning over her to meet her lips in a kiss that allowed her to taste herself on Petra’s tongue. “Mmm someone indulged themselves didn’t they?” She peppered kisses down Petra’s jawline, loving how her fiancee melted under her touch. 

“I don’t have the willpower to resist that, Captain.” Petra breathed. 

“Maybe we should work on that.” Levi suggested as she lowered her lips to Petra’s nipple and began to suck. 

“Oh mmmm…. yes…. I think I might need some private… oh!” Petra whined as Levi’s tongue circled her hardened bud clockwise and then anti-clockwise. “Levi- oh!” she gasped when Levi switched nipples. She reached a hand down between her legs. “Gonna cum again if you keep doing that.” Although she began to grin as she said it. Somehow she wasn’t quite ready to slip away to dreamland just yet. Not when she had a dream waiting for her, right here and now.

Levi smiled. “If you’re done for the night, I’ll stop,” she assured Petra though there was a knowing glint behind that smile. 

Petra slipped her hand around Levi’s face, pulling her back to her lips. “I’m not done with you,” she promised as they kissed.

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The bedroom smelt of sex and sweat two hours later. 

Petra bounced on Levi’s lap, as their womanhoods rubbed together, building a beautiful friction that had Petra leaning back in ecstasy already. Levi’s hands held her back as she bucked against her. Their cheeks were flushed with the heavy warmth of the room and their own physical exhaustion. Their hours of lovemaking, while broken up by periods of dozing, had taken so much out of them. As Levi leaned up to suck on Petra’s breasts, her eyelids felt heavy at long last. 

Still got to have a bath, she reminded herself with surprising half-hearted-ness, and change the sheets. 

But as she gazed up at Petra’s trembling, euphoric form in the diminishing candlelight, as she struggled under the heavy blanket of weariness, she considered that maybe just maybe it could wait until the morning. 

Petra came once more with a hoarser cry, tumbling into Levi’s open arms so they both fell back fully against the bed again. Her orgasm pulled Levi into hers and with a groan, she wrapped herself around Petra fully and began to ride it out. 

What little energy she had was fading fast and Petra was already sleepily snuggling into her neck, catching for breath and growing limper and limper. She looked like an angel and Levi reached up to kiss the top of her head. An angel you’re going to marry, she reminded herself with a sleepy smile. 

Just this once, clean up could wait until the morning. 

After all, she’d slept in worse places in her life. 

[tsukimirecs]

geto suguru // fic recommendations

note: remember to read the tags! + i do not own any of these works

curious cat

lucky shot

dishonorable

what if i penned you like a tragedy, because i couldn't save you, but maybe it's enough that i tried

an acquired taste

to the wolves

wish you were sober

too tired to think (hug me)

gentle glow / deep thought

subway stations

mermaid motel

twelve minutes

waltz for sweatpants

tutorial on how not to get over your ex

butterflies

wouldst thou like to live deliciously?

in another lifetime

let the right one in

stealing glances, stealing hearts

an inescapable fate

wash it away

you never called

forever mine nevermind

do not answer

love me until i love myself

sweet

lillies

all my love, suguru

sooner or later.

so you were......... nothing?

sharing a kiss on new year's eve

controversy

summer nights

a grave of the future

muse

what if you're someone i just want around (i'm falling again)

i'd wait for you