#fucking piedmont

[lyracreek]

Hi yes obsessed with these tags from @abyssalzones because I hadn’t fully thought it through but yes yes yes

Image description: [Screenshot of tags from @abyssalzones “#I know I talk about this fucking show all the time know but re-examining gravity falls remembering alex hirsch grew up in piedmont #california was so eye opening for me. that is one of the richest parts of california #and a massive part of the plot hinges on the stans having grown up worrying about being breadwinners for their family #but the thing about this. is that Alex fundamentally cannot understand ford’s motivations to escape his home life and go to college #because in all likelihood he didn’t have to worry about getting into calarts #he didn’t have to worry about getting a job making a show at disney #so he literally has no reference point for ford OR stan’s situation financially #like no wonder he thinks ford is selfish. he literally has never had to fight tooth and nail for success #autism rant over”]

I think one of the most important parts about film and tv analysis is never forgetting that no matter the genre or setting, the story is probably being filtered through the perspective of a person who lives in California

[devildarlindumbass]

shoutout Bertrum Piedmont we don't talk about that mf enough I think we SHOULD

[arundolyn]

you ever just remember how good music is

[pearlyscribbles]

Skrungly large headed man

[comas-are-for-sleeping]

LISTENING TO BOYFEEL

EEEEEEEEK

yes those are exactly the emotions

[faggotstump]

PATRICK STUMP WAS ON THE BOBBY BONES SHOW IN 2011????

[skautism]

oh god its all fucking hopeless

[yandere--stuck]

AGH. Familial!yandere!Stan

Stanley “Stanford” Pines is far from a good person. He's heavily aware of this, as is most everyone else. He's a liar, a cheat, he's broken innumerable laws and can count on both hands the number of states he's been banned from. Hell, his main source of income comes from con artistry.

He's a hardened man. But, having Mabel and Dipper around... It's making him into a softie, but it's... Nice. Like what he'd imagine having a couple kids would be like, when he was a younger, better man. And now, it's hard to imagine the shack without the sounds of their squabbling or them running around doing who knows what.

He feels that, by now, they're like his kids, too. And sometimes, he allows himself to believe it's true.

But, it's not. He's too old and, hell, he's not even their grandfather. Just a grand uncle.

He doesn't want them to leave. Well, he will. When summer ends and the kids’ time with him is up, he'll send them on a bus to their real home.

But, he can't help but imagine a reality in which he didn't. A reality in which, against all odds, Mabel and Dipper want to stay with their Grunkle Stan forever. A world where they readily toss aside their parents, their friends in Piedmont, their school, everything they'd known, just to stay with him.

A foolish, selfish dream. One that's too unrealistic for Stan to consider for too long. If the kids were to stay, it'd have to be for a good reason. Like, say, their parents for some reason not being able to take care of them.

Ideas like that wash guilt over Stan in waves. Of course he'd imagine something like that. He'd already ruined Stanford's life (killed him, even, depending on what was on the other side of that portal.) Now what? He was going after Shermie's kid, too? Shermie's kid and the kid's wife. Just because he was too selfish to let go.

But… It's not like he wanted them to die or anything! Just, maybe, for both of them to go into simultaneous comas so the kids couldn't leave? A car accident, maybe. Maybe they'd be too injured for the kids to come back. It'd be convenient, really. The kids were already with a family member. They could just stay with him. Stan would enroll them into school for the time they had to stay. They'd get used to it. And if either of the parents’ conditions were to deteriorate…

The kids would be so lost. They'd need him to be there for them. They'd need to turn to him for comfort. And he would. Stan would do anything. He'd be their hero.

Stan actually made a face at his own thoughts. Disgusting. They were family. He couldn't pray for their downfall just because he was selfish. Just because he could already feel the encroaching dread of loneliness.

Maybe he could just lie, lie about what Dipper and Mabel couldn't leave. Like the buses would all be down for the next, say, six years? And his car had broken down. And there were no taxis. And no, they definitely couldn't drive down to pick up their own children because, er… The apocalypse was coming?

Or he could just run away with them. Because they'd definitely want to flee the state or country or continent just because their Grunkle couldn't let go. Maybe, just maybe, he could finally make the Stan O’ War II, with his grand niece and nephew as co-captains.

Now, that was funny. Utterly hilarious to even think about, even imagine.

No, when the summer was over, the kids would go home, and maybe, just maybe, they'd visit again next summer. But Stan couldn't help but indulge himself in imagined ways in which he doesn't have to let go ever again. And no one ever leaves him. And he is loved and he's important and he's not a fuck up.

That probably makes him a bad person. He certainly feels like one. But, then again, he always has.

[starsfic]

Grandpa and Great-Uncle AU: The Beginning

Summary: An hour after Shermie agrees to go to Gravity Falls, his son asks him to take his grandchildren.

AO3/ Ko-Fi

-_-

An hour after he hung up the phone, it rang again.

"Hello?" Shermie said. He wondered if it was Stanley, wanting to hammer out some last details or canceling the plans. "This is Shermie-"

"Uh, hey dad," Mark didn't sound as steady as he usually did. In fact, he sounded on the verge of tears. Shermie straightened up, concern rising. Mark calling upset was so common by now that his back didn't hurt after two years. "Uh, it's Mark... something happened..."

Ah, shit. With the state of his son's marriage, Shermie had to guess. "Did you or Ariel leave with the kids?"

"No," His daughter-in-law spoke up, her voice muffled. There was a sob in her voice that made Shermie want to hang up and drive over. However, it was ten in the evening and Piedmont was an hour away. "I fucked up and I said something really nasty to Mark and Mason..." There was the faint sound of her blowing her nose. "Mason overheard me saying something nasty about him and Mabel to Mark."

Oh. Oh boy.

"This is why I told you-"

"I know, Dad," Mark said before Shermie could start on again about marriage counseling and divorce. Everyone in the family knew that this relationship was a ticking bomb that would hurt the twins. "We know. That's why we called."

"We were hoping that you could take them for the summer," Ariel said, sounding much calmer now. "We don't want them to get caught up in the middle of us being shitty about each other." The foul language made Shermie raise a brow, but he stayed silent. At least they were taking responsibility and getting the twins out of the blast radius. "I- We know it's a lot to ask..."

"But, I would say yes," Shermie had to interrupt. "But I'm actually staying the summer with Uncle Stanley."

There was a pause. "Really?" Mark said, sounding baffled. "I thought he didn't want any of us visiting because of how dangerous the supernatural stuff could be." That decision had been made after the one and only visit to Gravity Falls that Mark had when he was three and nearly got abducted by fairies. It hadn't solely been Stan's decision, but Shermie had agreed.

"He...He said he needed backup because of how old he's getting and how busy the Shack is, plus how the portal's coming along," Shermie tried not to tremble at the memory of Stanley's voice, thick with so much regret and anguish that he was tempted to drive to where Filbrick was buried and smash his gravestone. "But, he's not doing well mentally. He didn't say it, but I know he's having a hard time, especially with how long it's been." It would be thirty years tomorrow. "I'm going to go to see what I can do, if I can maybe talk him into walking away."

Probably not, but he had to try. Stanford Pines wasn't worth this.

"Maybe the twins might help?" Ariel said, interrupting his thoughts. "You know how excited he got when he visited them in the hospital."

Oh, yeah. At the memory of Stan's elbow in his face, his nose ached.

But Stan had been delighted when he realized that there was a second pair of twins in the family. Shermie's favorite picture was of him holding the twins, their mom hugging him.

"I'll have to ask him. Give me a second." He hung up and his fingers trembled as he typed in Stan's number. Shermie wasn't sure if it was hope or anxiety, but he held his breath as it rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Stanley, um...Here's the thing. Mark and Ariel want Mason and Mabel out of the house during the summer," Shermie said, trying not to panic as he said it all in one breath. "I told them that I was going to be visiting you and Ariel suggested I take them with me to-"

SMASH.

Shermie jolted at the noise, dropping the phone. He scrambled to grab it, his heart racing at an uncomfortable rate. "Stanley?!"

"Sure, bring them!" There was another smash. "I've missed the little gremlins. I can take them fishing." Another smash. "I didn't really get to do that with Mark when he visited."

"What are you smashing?"

"Oh, my beer." There was a thump. "Anyway, let me know when you guys are coming. I have to set up the attic and find the spare bedroom and find my cigars." And with that, the line went dead. Shermie blinked before he started dialling Mark's number.

Well, that was a hell of a yes.

"Hello? Dad?"

"He said yes."

[ckret2]

The Shermie thing feels more convoluted than just having him be a teen parent tbh

haha yeah it sure does. :) it's convoluted as fuck.

... i was gonna leave it at that but I just couldn't.

however, "the teen parent child of a teen parent with very poor & very strict parents is making the kind of money to afford a 2 story house in Piedmont Fucking California" is pretty damn improbable.

Dipper & Mabel give off "comfortably middle class" vibes; not "shocked and relieved to find themselves unexpectedly middle class" vibes. they reached their social class somehow.

they don't give off the vibes of children whose mother may have been knocked up in eighth grade. They don't feel like they were learning to walk and talk while their parents were still minors and their grandfather was not yet 30. They don't feel like they grew up in a household that had the strain of finding a way to make enough money and get a proper education and get a job that can support a family of 4 before even graduating high school.

If Mabel were the product of two generations of teen parents, I feel like the family around her would be a LOT more alarmed at how eager she is to get a boyfriend the minute she hits puberty. If their parents were 15 when Dipper & Mabel were born, Mabel's potentially less than a year and a half away from the age her mom was when she got pregnant with twins. Do you not think that would be reflected in how her brother & uncle view her crushes and how they talk to her about it.

Dipper's crush on Wendy would be more worrying. Never mind a whole road trip around being taught the art of picking up as many chicks as possible as fast as possible.

Even as loose a caretaker as Stan is, for their own sakes he'd be a lot more concerned about budding crushes if his baby brother & niece/nephew had suffered the consequences of starting families in ninth fucking grade.

Mabel's dad got the t-shirt she currently sleeps in at a conference he went to because of his computer job in the 90s. So, the computer job he had when he was, what, 14??

'Teen parents' was never part of the show's authorial intent and it FEELS it.

I can and will accept a whole lot of silly bullshit out of a cartoon's magic, especially the Silly Bullshit Magic Cartoon. I'm not gonna accept something that makes the characters' behaviors and personalities ring hollow.

in conclusion: I don't give a shit how convoluted a silly magical aging explanation invented solely as an excuse to dismiss the "how old is Shermie" problem is. The explanation exists for two reasons:

to communicate that no we're not going to invent a never-seen mystery elder brother, yes the baby is Shermie, and no we're not going to shove in a double teen pregnancy plotline that wreaks havoc with the intended vibe the family gives off.

to clown around a little with the absurdity, because the writers' not paying attention to the timeline created a situation where there is no non-absurd solution.

[vasito-de-leche]

;R1999 PAVIA - "sleeping dogs"

Pavia x Reader. 2k words. fluff Pavia's eye bags keep getting bigger and bigger, so you take matters into your own hands and force him to take a nap with you.

starting the sleepytime saga about blorbos getting some good fucking rest and writing a oneshot about it everytime i get sleepy because the world could do with better naps and more zzz's

this was all self-indulgent fluffy mess to make up for the constant FMN bullying in other posts

"You'll get sleepy in no time, trust me on this."

"Like hell I will," despite his protests, Pavia dutifully follows after you. Once you two reach the edge of the bed, he makes a show out of kicking off his shoes while pouting the whole time, if only to continue rebelling against you and your ideas. "What am I? A kid?"

"You're a grown ass man, Pavia - so act like it."

That gets a snicker out of him, and he instantly seethes about it - he's meant to be mad at you for suggesting something stupid. What follows is a long groan and a roll of the eyes, but he knows you're pretending not to hear him as you climb into the mess of pillows and blankets that he calls a bed. As usual, his room is a damn mess.

"It's just a nap, it won't kill you. Promise!"

It only takes a moment for you to get comfortable, rambling about the "golden hour" for naps - according to you, it was good to leave the curtains partially drawn to allow a small amount of sunlight into the room.

You're so convinced of this that Pavia can't bring himself to remind you: he doesn't need any type of light to see, his eyes having long adjusted to being shrouded in darkness. Instead, he lets you ramble as he makes his way to close the door.

Before he can do so, however, a few dark figures stumble and slide inside, all of them a little more eager and curious at the prospect of napping than their master.

Andrea sniffs around you while Tonika and Leon claim their spots under the bed, their snouts and goofy smiles partially visible. Peter makes an attempt to hop onto the mattress, but slips off and settles for laying down at his master's feet.

Pavia, of course, glares at them as if betrayed. The only one who stands by his side is Maleficent, imitating his expression to the best of her ability.

"Are you seeing this shit, Maleficent? Traitors, all of 'em."

The wolf in question huffs in agreement, and Pavia reluctantly sits down next to you, waiting for your permission.

It's only once you pat the empty space next to you - his spot, for him and the pack only - that Pavia plops down. Unlike you, he rests over the blankets and casually clasps his hands over his stomach, idly looking at the ceiling. With his schedule being all over the place and his unusual reservations, sleep is something Pavia does out of immediate necessity. Only allowing himself to sleep for a handful of hours when his body is at the brink of collapse, and so he finds himself wondering what to do now that you're forcing him to sleep recreationally.

Even so, his body language is relaxed and comfortable, that casual and lazy air he only has whenever he's around you. This is his home, after all.

Pavia doesn't think about the basement in Piedmont, but he sure holds his breath on instinct for a second. It's an old, nasty habit - the aftermath of all of his constant screaming and begging, as there was nothing else to do but sit and wait for someone to let him out. In the stillness of the room, he can hear everything: your breathing and his own, faint voices outside in the wilderness, someone passing by in the hallway - it's that kid with the balloons, judging by sound of her skipping around. The darkness cannot hurt him, not when he's reclaimed power over it, not when he's with you and the pack.

Something shifts in his peripheral. It's you, propped on your elbows and leaning over him.

"Don't tell me you're going to sleep with your glasses on." You don't wait for an answer and reach out to gently take them off, placing them neatly on the nightstand. For some reason, Pavia feels a little naked without them. "There, much better! Is that how you wanna sleep, then?"

Your question gives him pause, and he immediately defaults to his usual antics. "Now you're gonna tell me how to lay down? What's this, some dumb pop quiz I didn't prepare for? Next thing, you'll be telling me how to snore properly."

"Alright, fine, damn! But it's sooo cozy and toasty under the blankets." To prove your point, you slide down and sink deeper into the mattress, humming with that content expression. The blankets cover half of your face, and your big, dumb, bright eyes look up at him with mischief and amusement. "You're missing out."

"And you're going to start hogging the blankets the second you fall asleep, so what's the point?"

This isn't the first and it won't be the last time you two sleep together in the same bed, he knows your sleeping habits like the back of his hand by now. Pavia makes sure to pay attention to each and every little detail when it comes to you, after all.

"Oh my god, Pavia - just get in. It's easier this way." Pavia does as told, only because you're the one asking so nicely, and he lays on his side to face you. "Perfect, now come here."

"You're awfully bossy today, did you notice?"

He leans in once your hands reach out to cradle his face, rubbing soothing circles with your thumbs and coaxing him, ever so slowly, into resting his head on the space between your shoulder and your neck. There is no resistance from Pavia's part, the way his body melts with yours is automatic - like old pieces of a well-loved puzzle that simply click together time and time again.

Pavia's arms wrap around your torso and he brings you even closer, impossibly so, as if wanting to merge with you. The content sigh gives him away, and he wishes he could see your expression once he smiles into your skin. You were right, it is much better this way. There's no way Pavia could ever get tired of touching you like this.

"Getting sleepy?"

"Not yet," he murmurs into the crook of your neck, wondering whether to leave kisses or start biting you. He settles for the latter, a way to get back at you - it's a gentle nip that catches you off-guard, if that small gasp of protest is anything to go by. "If you want me to fall asleep, you're doing a really shitty job."

For a moment, he thinks you're mad at him when no answer comes, usually you'd pinch his back or bite him back. Instead, he feels your fingers softly carding through his hair, your nails on his scalp, moving in slow sweeping motions. Okay, maybe he spoke a little too soon. Being surrounded by you felt like heaven.

Pavia shifts, now burying his face in your chest. Like this, he can hear your heartbeat loud and clear, and he closes his eyes to take in the sound, committing it to memory.

While he's far from falling asleep any time soon, the weight and stress of the daily routine has certainly left his shoulders. Everything about you is soft and welcoming, and he has to restrain himself from biting you again once he feels you lean in, just to kiss the top of his head.

Fuck it, he bites the nearest spot, unable to contain his affection for you. The way he shows love might be unorthodox, but what matters to Pavia is that you understand the thought behind each action and word - he loves with an open mouth, greedy and full of love. A big bad wolf, one hair away from eating you up. And even then, he never bites hard enough to leave any marks nor to hurt you, not unless you ask him to.

Your laugh resonates in your throat and he keeps you from squirming away just to feel it vibrate in your neck.

Between this and your heartbeat, he doesn't know which one to pick as his favorite sound. The way you say his name behind closed doors, so softly and so gently just for him to hear, is definitely up there with the others in his personal ranking.

"Stop biting and start sleeping, idiot." There's a happy tone in your voice, one that urges him to continue bothering you.

"Easier said than done, stupid."

Taking your free hand, the one that tried so rudely to push him away in protest, Pavia presses his lips against your knuckles, one by one. You seem to like that, as hinted by the way your legs tangle up with his, locking him in place.

"I swear I'm doing my best here to get you to stop moving. Try counting sheep? Or wolves, I guess. Speaking of..."

You make an attempt to look for the pack, only for Pavia to pull you back down. He doesn't need to count the wolves, he knows exactly where they are - nestled together under the bed, laying down in the middle of the room with their soft, fluffy bellies on display, so drowsy and happy to exist in the same time and space as you. It's no mystery that each and every wolf is an extension of himself, a shameless display of his own thoughts and feelings, and even though this is something you're fully aware of, Pavia would rather save himself the embarrassment of admitting any of this.

"Now you're the one moving around, interrupting my precious sleep. What do you have to say for yourself?" He teases, hoping you'll indulge him and keep bantering back and forth - but you press a gentle kiss to his forehead instead.

"My bad..." Pavia knows you're not gonna last any longer the moment a yawn interrupts your words, and he's right - you don't speak anymore after this.

Your grip on him loosens gradually. First, it's the hand that kept playing with his hair, now gently petting him until it slowly comes to rest on the back of his neck. It's warm, so very warm. Next is your breathing, slow and steady, along with the rise and fall of your chest. Pavia nuzzles into it, feeling himself breathe in perfect harmony with you. And finally, your legs - he feels you kicking around, curling up and clumsily drawing the blankets towards you until his legs are exposed to the cold.

There it is, he thinks to himself, smitten and endeared by your sleepy crimes. It doesn't matter though, soon enough the whole pack comes climbing into the bed, forming a soft, black mass at the edge and near your feet. All of them unable to stay away from you, just like him.

Silence settles in and the world grows loud once again.

The soft panting from the pack, the voices outside, the constant stream of steps and life all over the house. Someone is in the kitchen, there's the telltale sound of glass against wood. Somewhere else, a door closes and another creaks open.

Pavia knows that you would never dare to ask the reason behind his awful sleep habits, and there's no way he could ever explain the totality of it- yet here you are, trying to help him nonetheless. It's annoying to have you constantly point out the bags under his eyes, but he respects you for it, for having the nerve to call him out and set him straight when needed. Part of him revels in the undivided attention and scrutiny, to have you all to himself whenever you scold him, examining his tired eyes.

He wonders if you know the power you hold over him, how impossible it is for him to tear his eyes from you. Even now as you sleep, Pavia feels himself slowly forget about the outside world in favour of your soft murmurs, those dumb little sounds you make that he can't get enough of.

You're doing so much for him, perhaps it's about time for him to meet you halfway. From his spot, he looks up at you one last time - he wants this view to be the last thing he sees before he drifts into a dreamless sleep.

"Night, vita mia. Don't let the bed wolves bite."

[morgana-larkin]

Alright after a long time, I managed to finish the next chapter of ‘Worth It’! It’s full of fluff, smut and Schemmenti siblings teasing Melissa. Not edited in the slightest and I hope you like it!

On another note: So after the next chapter (chapter 13) I will be doing a small time jump to Christmas! 🎄

Italian translations:

È meglio che gli piaccia cazzo - They better fucking like it

Stracotto di fassona piemontese - Piedmont braised beef

Idiota - idiot

Papera - duck

Worth It - Part 12

Warnings: Smut, sexual descriptions and sexual teasing

Words: 10.4K

“Come on get up Eva, it’s Thanksgiving weekend.” Melissa says as she nudges you awake.

“Can’t we just have 5 more minutes of cuddles?” You ask her and she smiles at you.

“Ok 5 more minutes then I’m dragging you out of bed if you don’t get up.” She says and you nod before humming when she spoons you. “Mia Amore.” She says with a hum. “It’s been 5 minutes.” She tells you and you groan. “Get up Amore, we only have 6 hours until we have to be there.”

“Why are you in such a hurry?” You ask her as you turn to face her.

“Because we have to go grocery shopping and then make something to bring, I have to make at least three batches of it.” She says as she’s sitting on her knees, looking at you.

“Three batches of what?”

“Pasta ‘Ncasciata.” She tells you and you look at her confused. “It’s a Sicilian pasta.” She explains and you rub at your eyes.

“Fine, but I want to shower with you later.” You tell her as you get up and she smiles at you.

“When do I not?” She replies with as you both put your robes on and head downstairs for breakfast.

“So the party starts at 3 right?”

“Technically 5 but everyone always shows up earlier to help get things ready and to catch up with everyone.” She tells you as she puts bacon on a frying pan. “Do you mind getting the eggs ready? I want to make scrambled eggs.” She tells you and you nod and then grab 4 eggs from the fridge. You crack them all perfectly in a bowl before stirring them up. You then add milk in it and get cheese ready for her to add. You place the bowl and the cheese beside her and she places a kiss on your cheek.

“Do you think we have time to spare?” You ask her as you wrap your arms around her waist and kiss her shoulder.

“Time for what?” She asks and you slowly bring your hands to the tie of her robe and she looks down. “How about we have breakfast first and then we can.” She says and you nod and pull your hands away from her robe tie.

After breakfast she stays true to her word. When you finish eating you put your dishes in the sink and she brings you upstairs to bed. She unties your robe and takes it off before she begins to take your pjs off. You can tell she’s quicker this time, wanting to have time to make everything and also give you the pleasure that you need and deserve right now.

“I’ll be slower tonight, give you a real thanksgiving night when we get back.” She says and you nod. She kisses you slowly at first but not long after does the rough and needy kisses come.

Melissa thinks about how she wants to do this. She was only going to give you pleasure but she can honestly use an orgasm before introducing you to her entire family as her girlfriend. It’s not that she was scared of how her family might react, but it’s more the thought that she was closeted for so long and now she’s out and free to be herself, and that still scared her. She reaches for her nightstand and grabs the dildo from the drawer and you look at her with a smile.

“You really are wanting it to be quick if you want to finish at the same time as me.” You tell her and she winks at you. You watch her take her clothes off and then put it on and then you look at her face with a smile as she looks beautiful in the morning before she puts any makeup on.

“Why are you staring at me?” She asks you shyly.

“Because I think you look stunning right now.” You tell her honestly and she lets out a chuckle.

“I haven’t put any makeup on yet.” She tells you and crawls over you.

“You look better before you put it on.” You say softly and run your hands through her hair.

“Sweet talker.” She says and kisses you. She brings both of her hands to your nipples and plays with them before slowly inserting the dildo in your entrance. You gasp at the feeling of getting filled up and Melissa grabs your hands, knowing you need to feel her more. She bottoms out inside of you and starts moving in and out of you a couple seconds later.

You get overwhelmed with the feeling of love and wrap your legs around her back before pulling her down to you.

“Ooo! Mia Amore, what are you doing?” She asks you as she was surprised by your actions.

“I want to feel more of you, I need to feel more of you.” You tell her. She gives you a kiss on the lips and continues going in and out of you. The dildo is rubbing Melissa’s clit at just the right angle and she’s getting close, so she moves her hand down and starts rubbing yours. Your breathing quickens and you start squirming in seconds under her. “Mommy.” Slips out of you and Melissa immediately comes at hearing that and you follow a few seconds after.

“Haven’t used the mommy kink in a little bit.” She tells you as you both get your breathing under control.

“It slipped out without me realizing it but it has been awhile.” You tell her and she smiles. “Melissa?” You ask her and she looks at you. “Will your family like me?” You ask her.

“I think they will, you just need to be your adorable little self.” She tells you and boops your nose.

“Last time I saw them I was just your friend.” You say.

“And they liked you. And believe me, that’s no small accomplishment. It’s a good thing you didn’t meet them on Christmas as they’re critics about everything during the holidays.” She tells you and you look at her confused. “They took me out of circulation for hosting Christmas dinner when I got divorced. And they’ve been bugging me to meet someone since.” She explains to you.

“Is that common in Italian families?” You ask her and she nods.

“Maybe I’ll get thrown back into circulation now that I have a girlfriend.” She tells you and you smile. “By the way I would avoid my uncle Archie, he’s a bit racist and homophobic.” She tells you and you nod.

*An hour later*

“Will you relax?” You tell her and she glares at you. You’re both in the grocery store, shopping for the ingredients that she’ll need to make the pasta.

“No Eva I cannot relax until everything is ready and good to go.” She says and brushes by you to get an ingredient. You then sigh loudly and she glares at you again as she puts the item in the cart. “Sigh again and I’ll give you something to sigh about.” She tells you and walks away, you follow after her with the cart.

“You already did give me something to sigh about.” You mumble and she turns around.

“Did you say something?” She asks and you smile and shake your head.

“Nope, nothing at all.”

“Hmm.” She hums and then goes back to shopping.

“So the main ingredient is eggplant?” You ask her as soon as you’re both back home.

“Yep, and there’s also tomatoes and like any good Italian dish, a good amount of cheese.” She says with a smile as she gets everything set up. “Do you mind cutting up all the eggplants while I cook the meat?” She asks you as you nod then get to work.

*3 hours later*

“Ok and that’s the last batch done.” She says as she gets the third batch out of the oven. “È meglio che gli piaccia cazzo.” She mumbles and you give her a weird look.

“Alright let’s have a shower and get ready.” You tell her and she walks upstairs with you.

In the shower she pins you against the wall and gives you an orgasm.

“That shower took longer than I expected.” You say as you brush your teeth.

“Are you complaining?” She asks you and you shake your head and smile. “Here, let me brush your hair.” She tells you as you finish brushing your teeth. You watch her as she starts brushing your hair the way she’s seen you do many times before and you feel love in your stomach at that.

You then get dressed as you slip on a burnt orange shirt and a black skirt with tights and your heeled boots. Melissa looks at you in your outfit as she slips on her leather pants and leather jacket and she walks over to you and hugs you from behind.

“You look gorgeous.” She says and you smile softly at her. “Alright let’s do our makeup and then leave.” She says and you nod.

“Melissa, how nice to see you again.” Annette says and then sees you. “Eva you came back willingly?” She asks surprised and you let out a chuckle and nod. She lets you both in and then you see the amount of people in the house.

“Wow, a lot more people than there was 2 months ago.” You tell Melissa and she nods. Melissa then hands Annette all the food she brought before going back to your side.

“Alright let me introduce you to everyone.” She tells you as she grabs your hand. “Well all my siblings are in one area, good.” She says as she reaches the couch where a group of people are.

“Eva! You’re here.” Kristen Marie says and gets up to hug you.

“Alright get off of her Papera.” Melissa tells her sister and shoves her off of you.

“You know I became friends with her first.” Kristen Marie says.

“What’s your point?”

“You can’t hog her all to yourself.”

“Yes I can.”

You watch the match between the two sisters and then you break it up.

“So Melissa, you said you’d introduce me.” You tell her and she smiles at you before giving introductions.

“Yep, so I’ll introduce my siblings first. So you already know the papera and Seamus.” She says and you nod. “Then those are the twins there, brother Tony and sister Toni, they each have one child and both with a man.” She says and you see they’re both a dark ginger. “Then that’s Marie, she has one child. Over there there’s Marie Camille, she has 2 kids and that’s her husband beside her, Agnolo. But don’t be fooled by the name, no one in this family is an angel.” She teases and you giggle. “That’s John Anthony on the other side of her, he has 5 kids and he’s been divorced and remarried.” She tells you and you nod. “Then over there is Maria Christina and her fiancé Rocco.” She introduces you to all of them and you wave.

“Nice to meet you all.” You tell them and they all nod and wave back to you. “You have a lot of siblings.” You whisper to her and she smiles at that.

“It’s the Italian way.” She tells you. “By the way, where is all the other partners? Did they grow a brain and run away?” She asks them.

“No, they’re mingling with the rest of the family or with the kids in the basement.” John Anthony tells her.

“Oh, don’t go in the basement, there’s about 30 kids there.” She warns you and you nod. “Oh that’s uncle Archie.” She says to you and points.

“Yes, and avoid him.” Kristen Marie tells you. “He doesn’t like gay people.”

“That’s why I avoid him.” Brother Tony says.

“YoI’ve also been in prison for 4 years, so you haven’t seen him in that long.” Toni tells him and he rolls his eyes.

“That’s beside the point, sis.” He says.

“So you’re friends with Melissa and Kristen Marie?” Marie asks you and you nod.

“Actually she’s best friends with Kristen Marie and she’s my girlfriend.” Melissa tells them and they all gasp.

“Melissa, when did you come out?” Marie Camille asks.

“Not long ago, about 2 months ago.” She says. All of a sudden the twins and Maria Christina come up to you.

“Come sit and we can tell you every embarrassing story about Melissa.” Maria Christina says as she leads you to the couch and Melissa rolls her eyes at some of her youngest siblings. When they’re in the middle of a story, Teresa comes up to the group with a smile.

“Well isn’t it all my bambini together.” She says and they all turn to her.

“Hi Ma!” All her kids tell her at once.

“Eva, how lovely to see you again.” She says and you smile at her.

“Hello Teresa.” You tell her.

“We’re just telling her embarrassing stories about Melissa.” Toni says.

“And why would you humiliate your sister like that?”

“Cause they want to torment me by telling my girlfriend embarrassing things.” Melissa tells her mom and Teresa covers her mouth.

“You two are together?” She asks and Melissa nods. “Well good for you Melissa. I knew I saw a spark when you brought her to the gathering a couple months ago.” Teresa says. “Too bad the rest of them couldn’t make it.” Teresa says to her kids.

“Ma! We were busy!” Marie Camille says.

“Only Tony gets a pass as he was locked up.” Teresa says.

“Ha!” Tony exclaims happily.

“I wouldn’t get too excited bout being locked up, idiota.” Toni says.

“You’re just jealous that you don’t get a pass.” Tony tells her.

“Hey! Isn’t it the devil’s children and Seamus.” Vinny says as he comes over.

“Nice to see you, Vinny.” Marie Camille says.

“Oh Eva, nice to see you met all of Mel’s siblings.” Annette says as she comes over as well. “Speaking of siblings, Eva, both of your brothers are here.” She tells you and you nod.

“Thanks.”

“You got brothers? Are they single?” Tony asks you.

“One of them is, the other is married to a man and has a daughter, who’s actually in Melissa’s class.” You tell them all.

“What’s her name?” Toni asks excitedly.

“Annabella but she goes by Anna.” You tell them and then your siblings come into view and you get up.

“AUNTIE EVA!” You hear and then Anna comes running to you and you bend down to hug her. “Ms, Schemmenti!” She says and then hugs Melissa.

“Anna, I’ve told you to call me Melissa outside of school.” Melissa tells her when she pulls away from the hug. “Hey Anna, you actually have a choice of what to do. You can either hang out with the adults with boring conversations or you can join all the kids in the basement.” Melissa tells her and Anna looks at her dads.

“Your choice kiddo.” John tells her.

“Just a warning that there’s about 30 kids in the basement.” You tell Anna and Carl whistles.

“That’s a lot of kids.” Carl says.

“Oh I think there’s about 50 now that more people have arrived.” Annette says.

“I think I’ll go play with the other kids.” Anna says and then she runs to the basement.

“Everyone, this is John and Carl, Eva’s brothers. And this is George, John’s husband.” Melissa says. “And this is Kristen Marie, the twins, sister Toni and brother Tony, Maria Christina. Then over there is Marie, Marie Camille, John Anthony and Seamus.” Melissa introduces them. “And over here is two of my cousins, Annette and Vinny. And then, this is my mom Teresa.” Melissa adds on. Then Tony comes over to Carl.

“Well hello, I’m Tony, the better twin.” He says and extends a hand for Carl to shake.

“Hi.” Carl says and shakes his hand.

“Tony, you have a boyfriend.” John Anthony reminds him.

“Open relationship.” He says and then winks at Carl to which Carl blushes and smiles.

“Also, I should probably tell you to avoid my uncle Archie, who’s right over there.” Melissa tells your brothers and points. “He’s homophobic.”

“Gotcha!” Carl says and John and George nod.

“Are there any drinks?” Carl asks and Annette nods.

“Yep, if you guys want to follow me and I’ll show you where the drinks are.” She tells them.

“I’ll go as well, I need something to drink.” You say.

“Same.” Melissa says and then you all follow Annette.

On the way back from getting drinks you get introduced to a few of Melissa’s cousins who you’ve never met, and also a few people say hi to you that remember you from the gathering, and you pretend you remember them.

“You don’t remember who any of them were, did you?” Melissa asks you and you shake your head.

“Don’t remember a single one, your family is big. I can’t remember everyone after just one visit.” You tell her and she wraps her arm around your shoulders.

“Fair enough, how about just start remembering my immediate family. So my siblings, their partners and kids, as well as my mom, Vinny and Annette.” She tells you and you nod.

“That’s a lot easier.”

“Then after that then you can start remembering everyone else.” She tells you with a smile as you reach her siblings.

“Eva! Look at this picture I have of Melissa on prom night with Joe!” Toni says as she runs over to you and shows the picture on her phone.

“How do you have that?” Melissa asks her in shock.

“I found it in one of the family albums.” She says.

“Aw, you look cute.” You tell her.

“Ya, what happened?” Kristen Marie says and Melissa flips her off.

“I wouldn’t talk, you haven’t aged well.” Melissa tells Kristen Marie.

“I hope my children are getting along for once.” Teresa says and they all look at her.

“Just tormenting Melissa, that’s all.” Maria Christina says with a smirk.

“You know I can’t believe you lot still like to get on my nerves when I helped raise all of you.” Melissa says annoyed and crosses her arms with a sigh.

You walk over to her and wrap your arms around her in a side hug and she leans into her touch. “Calm down lovely, they’re doing it because they love you.” You tell her and give her a kiss on the cheek.

“Mel, that pasta you made looks good.” Seamus says.

“How did you know she made it?” You ask him.

“Oh we have little cards in front of each dish, saying what the dish is and who made it.” Annette said. “That way we know who to compliment or insult.”

“Oh, that’s actually smart.” You say and then you look over to see Carl and Tony talking. You roll your eyes at them and lean in to Melissa. “I hope they know that if it continues to work out between us then they’ll basically be family, even if we’re not married.” You tell her and she giggles.

“Let them have fun, knowing my brother, it’ll probably only be a hookup or shameless teasing.” She tells you and you chuckle.

An hour later and you’re sitting on the couch, plate in hand with a bunch of Italian food that Melissa said that you should try.

“And then you have to let it cook in the slow cooker to really make sure it soaks up the flavour.” Marie Camille tells you about how she made her dish that she brought.

“Well you did an amazing job, everyone did. I’m loving all this food.” You say and everyone smiles.

“So is Italian your favourite flavour?” Maria Christina asks you shamelessly.

“Maria Christina!” Marie yells.

“What?”

“You can’t just ask her that when you first meet her, or else she might think we’re crazy.”

“Why not? She knows Melissa and Kristen Marie, she knows we’re not shy or normal.” Maria Christina defends herself with.

“I was warned about what I was walking into. And Melissa is very good in bed.” You say and Melissa snaps her head at you from the other couch.

“Really? You just give them more stuff to torment me with?” Melissa questions you with a sigh and you shrug.

“Oohh, well well well, Melissa is quite the Casanova.” Toni says and leans into Melissa. Melissa shoves her away and Toni just laughs.

“What are you? 10?” Melissa says to her sister.

“You weren’t kidding when you said that you all like to tease her.” You said to Kristen Marie who smirks. “John, where’s Carl?” You ask your brother when he walks back with a plate of food with George beside him.

“Making out with Tony.” He says and you groan.

“He couldn’t pick someone that Melissa wasn’t very closely related to?” You say and you see Melissa smirk. “What are you smirking at?” You ask her.

“Nothing, just wondering if both our brothers are going to do it with each other.” She tells you. “They’re not family so it’s fine. If they are one day then it’ll be funny.” She adds on as she sees your face. Melissa then gets up to get more food and then comes back with a smile a few minutes later. “I’m back in the rotation you stronzos.” She tells her siblings and they all look at her.

“Ma let you back in?” John Anthony asks and Melissa nods proudly.

“She loves the pasta that Eva and I made and she loves Eva so she let me back in the rotation.” She says.

“So when are you hosting?” You ask her.

“Not this Christmas but the next one.” She tells you and winks at you. Just then Marie Camille gets up and Melissa quickly steals her seat and sits next to you.

“Wow Mel, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you move so fast.” Seamus says to her.

“Well I want to sit next to my girl.” She says and you blush.

Suddenly uncle Archie comes to the group and everyone looks up at him with a frown.

“I haven’t seen you two here before.” He says to John and George.

“I invited them.” Melissa tells him. “One of them is her brother and the other is a friend.” She explains to him.

“And who is she?” He asks as he points to you.

“She’s my friend and coworker.” Melissa tells him and he walks away. “I’m sorry, it’s better if he thinks you two are just friends or else he will insult or make fun of you.” Melissa explains to John and George. “And also better if he doesn’t know we’re together.” She tells you.

“It’s alright Melissa, we get it.” You tell her and your brother nods in agreement.

“Did you guys know that Tony and Carl are making out?” Teresa comes over and says to all of you.

“Yep, John told us.” Melissa tells her mom.

“Ma, you let Melissa back into the rotation?” John Anthony asks and Teresa nods.

“I did, did you taste her pasta? It’s a little mushy but almost as good as Nonna’s.” Teresa explains and Melissa is beaming from the compliment. Teresa walks away to get more food and they all look at Melissa.

“Did you hear Ma? She just gave Melissa the highest compliment ever?” Marie says and Melissa is smiling proudly.

“I guess doing it with a girl is really doing it for you Melissa.” Toni says and everyone laughs.

“You know what I don’t care what you say, Eva is good in bed, and Ma said I’m a better cook than all of youse.” Melissa brags to all of her siblings. Then Maria Christina starts to do a slow clap.

“Well said! Congratulazioni!” She says while clapping and Melissa flips her off.

“Congratulations Melissa, if Ma says you’re the best cook tonight then you’re the best cook.” Marie says.

“Better it be one of us then one of our cousins.” John Anthony says and everyone agrees.

“What’s better that it’s one of you?” Annette asks as she overhead.

“Ma said that Melissa’s pasta is almost as good as Nonna’s.” Toni says to her.

“Really? Wow, that’s a high honour.” She says.

“Ya, and it’s better that it’s one of us that’s the better cook instead of one of our cousins.” Maria Christina says.

“You do realise that I’m one of your cousins, right?” Annette says.

“And? What’s your point?” Maria Christina says and Annette shakes her head.

“Why haven’t any of the kids come up to eat?” John asks.

“Oh because there’s about 20 boxes of extra large pizzas down there and a big bowl of fruit punch.” Annette says and then she walks away.

“So Eva, what drew you to Melissa?” Marie asks you.

“Well her looks is what made me want to talk to her, but as soon as I found out her last name, I just knew I had to get to know my best friend's sister.” You tell them all.

“And how old are you?” Toni asks.

“I’m 30, I do realise there’s a 20 year age gap.” You tell them.

“Melissa, you're a cougar.” Marie Camille says and they all let out a “oohhh”.

“No, I believe the term is Milf these days.” John Anthony says.

“What does Milf mean?” Marie asks as you blush.

“I believe from what my kids said, it stands for mom I’d like to fuck, but I think they use it to describe hot older women as well.” John Anthony explains and they all look at you and you’re hiding your face in Melissa’s neck.

“Nuh uh hon. If I can’t hide then you can’t either.” Melissa says and gets you out of her neck.

“So Eva, is Melissa a Milf?” Toni asks you in a teasing tone and you nod with a blush and a sheepish smile.

“Is Melissa a top, bottom or a switch?” Maria Christina asks you.

“Ok that’s too much.” Melissa says with a glare.

“Top.” You say and you watch as Melissa’s cheeks turn completely red as all her siblings look at her in shock and mouths open.

“Oh, Melissa likes to take control!” Toni says.

“What did we miss?” Tony says as he and Carl reappear.

“Melissa is a top and a Milf.” Maria Christina catches him up.

“Also that Ma said Melissa’s cooking is almost as good as Nonna’s.” Marie adds.

“And she’s back in rotation.” John Anthony adds on after Marie.

“Wow, I missed a lot in half an hour.” He says.

“That’s what happens when you make out with your sister’s girlfriend’s brother.” Toni teases her twin with.

“I regret nothing, he’s a good kisser.” He says and winks at Carl.

“Did you guys get food?” John asks them and they both shake their heads.

“Come on, I’ll tell you what you should try.” Tony tells Carl and they both leave.

“Melissa! I heard your cooking is amazing.” Vinny says as he comes over. “Your mom is talking about it.” He tells her and Melissa smiles and nods.

“She put me back in rotation.” Melissa tells him.

“Oh that’s wonderful.” Vinny says. “Congrats cuz.” He says and then leaves.

“Had no idea that cooking is such an important thing in your family.” You tell her and everyone looks at you.

“Why do you think I got so insulted when you brought store made Italian food?” She asks you and Kristen Marie scoffs.

“She was still doing that? I tried to get her to stop.” Kristen Marie says.

“I got her to stop doing that by bringing her homemade Italian food.” Melissa says and then Carl and Tony come back.

“Is that how you got close?” Marie asks her. “I mean cooking is a love language of yours Melissa.”

“We got really close when she was helping me with my sexuality.” Melissa says.

“I always had a feeling that you were like me, sis. Bat for the same team.” He tells her.

“I bat for both teams actually, I’m bisexual.” She tells him.

“Still better than being one of these straight weirdos.” He says as he points to all his straight siblings.

“Mom had 9 kids, one of us was bound to be queer.” Seamus says and they all nod.

“I’ve been wanting to ask, how come Seamus has a different dad? Like what happened to yours?” You ask her.

“Pa died when the twins were born. Ma found someone a few years later and had another child, which was Seamus.” Melissa explains to you.

“And where is Seamus’s father?” You ask.

“He’s dead too.” Seamus says casually. “A few years ago.”

“And is she going to remarry again?” You ask them.

“I hope not.” John Anthony says.

“I think Ma said she’s going to stay single.” Marie says.

“She said that after Pa died and she married again and had another child.” Kristen Marie says.

“That’s true, she did.” Melissa adds.

“Well I don’t think she can have anymore kids if she does marry again.” Marie Camille says.

“Dessert is ready!” Annette yells and you all get up and go to the kitchen quickly.

“The famous Schemmenti cannolis.” Melissa tells you. “You’ll love it.” She says as you get in line.

“Do they beat the ones that you can make?” You ask her and she smiles.

“Don’t boost her ego anymore than it already is.” Toni says to you.

“Well if Ma said that your cooking was almost as good as Nonna’s then your ego would be high too.” Melissa tells her sister.

You both get a cannoli and then you take a seat on the couch beside each other. You got to take a bite but before you do anything Melissa grabs your cannoli and brings it to your lips.

“Wow sis, sure know how to treat a girl.” Kristen Marie says and everyone looks to see Melissa feeding you. You finish your cannoli, with Melissa feeding you the entire time and then she licks her fingers and you get turned on. She sees your eyes get darker and she smirks, before pushing it further.

“You got a little something here.” She says and then kisses you. She slides her tongue across your lips and then she pulls back with a smirk, and you know she did that on purpose.

“Damn Melissa’s got moves.” Maria Christina says.

“Is it that surprising?” Melissa says as she starts to eat her cannoli.

“Yes.” Kristen Marie says immediately and you put your hand to your mouth to cover your laughter.

“Quite laughing you.” She tells you when she notices.

“Well we already know she’s good in the bedroom from what Eva says so I guess we shouldn’t be too surprised that she’s got moves outside the bedroom as well.” Toni says.

“You know what we should do?!?” Tony exclaims randomly and they all look at him. “We should truth or dare!” He suggests and they all look at him confused. “Oh come on, we’re all just about drunk so it’ll be fun.” He says and they all shrug and agree to play. “Ok how about the newest person here starts, Eva.”

“Oh ok, Melissa truth or dare?” You ask her.

“Truth.” She says.

“Ok, who’s your favourite sibling?” You ask her and her eyes widen as her siblings all go “ooohhh!”

“Bold of you to assume I like any of them.” She says.

“Come on.”

“Ok, if I had to pick one it would be Kristen Marie. We basically grew up together the most as we’re closer in age.” She says.

“Ah booo!” All of her other siblings says and you see Kristen Marie actually smile at her answer.

The next few rounds go by and are filled with laughter and cheers as what these people come up with is wild.

“Eva, truth or dare?” Maria Christina asks you.

“How about dare.” You ask and you immediately regret that once she tells you the dare.

“I dare you to give Melissa a lap dance.” She says with a smirk and both yours and Melissa’s cheeks go red. Her siblings are all cheering around you and you take a big sip of alcohol before you do the dare.

“To a song or no music?” You ask.

“Your choice, your lap dance.” She tells you.

You then suddenly straddle Melissa’s lap and she looks at you in shock that you’re actually going to do it. You then start moving your hips back and forth and it immediately turns Melissa on. She thinks of how you move like that when she asks you to straddle her lap and slides a dildo or her fingers inside of you. You then grab some of her hair and her breath hitches as she looks up at you. You’re looking at her like you want her to fuck you right then and there.

You then arch your back in a way that makes your breast go right near her face and then you smile at her. You then get up and turn around, and start twerking with your ass to her. You hear her siblings whistling and whooping to spur you on but most of your attention is on Melissa. You then straddle her lap again and plant a kiss on her lips to end the lap dance. You then get off of her and sit next to her again and take a victory sip of your drink.

“That was awesome! Melissa did that turn you on?” Seamus asks her and Melissa glares at him.

You and her siblings switch games and start playing ‘Never Have I Ever’ where you have to take a sip of your drink if you have. You start playing when Tony refills everyone’s glass to the same amount and then Toni starts the game. Melissa is not playing the game as she has to drive you both home but she wants to stay and watch.

“Alright, never have I ever got caught cheating on a test.” Toni says and half the siblings take a sip. “Eva you never got caught?”

“I never cheated on a test.” You say and they all look at you.

“Alright, never have I ever had sex with a girl.” Tony says and you, John Anthony, Seamus, and Toni all take a sip.

“Toni, when did you have sex with a girl?” Tony asks his twin.

“College.” She says.

“Ok never have I ever… there’s actually lots that I’ve done.” You say to them. “Oh I have one! Never have I ever lied to law enforcement.” You say and all of them except Marie took a sip. You then look at Melissa who’s smirking, she’s not surprised in the slightest about what her siblings have done.

“Never have I ever had a one night stand.” Marie says and most of the siblings, including you take a sip.

“Never have I ever cursed in a place of worship.” John Anthony says, knowing a couple of his siblings have.

“Never have I ever disliked something that I cooked.” Marie Camille says and half of them take a sip.

“Never have I ever been turned on at an inappropriate time.” Kristen Marie says and half of them take a sip, including you.

“Never have I ever had sex with a friend.” Seamus says and you, Tony and Toni take a sip.

After Seamus’s turn then you see your brothers, George and Anna come up to you.

“Hey sis, we’re gonna go as Anna is getting tired and I drove Carl here.” John tells you.

“Oh ok, let me just get up and say bye to my brothers.” You tell the group.

“Bye John, Carl, George.” You say while hugging them. “And I’ll see you at school on Monday Anna.” You tell her and then she gives you a hug.

“Bye Auntie Eva, and Melissa.” Anna says and goes to hug Melissa.

“Melissa, I just want to say that you have an interesting family.” John says to her and Melissa snorts.

“It’s one way to put it.”

“I like your family.” Carl says and then looks at Tony.

“Ok get out of here.” You tell them after seeing Carl look at Tony. You then go and take a seat next to Melissa again.

An hour later and you’re drunk due to having 3 glasses of wine from playing the game and 2 glasses before the game and no water in between.

“Maybe I should take us home as you’re drunk.” Melissa says to you.

“Noo! I want to stay. I’m having fun.” You slur and Melissa chuckles.

“We’ll be back for Christmas and you can see my siblings again in a month.” She tells you and her siblings nod.

“Oh I’m hosting Christmas this year.” Marie says.

You then nuzzle your head in Melissa’s neck as the alcohol you had when you first got here is making you sleepy.

“Ok, we’re gonna go.” Melissa says and her siblings bid you and Melissa goodbye. You then put your hand over one of Melissa’s boobs. “Ok we’re going right now.” She says and yanks you up off the couch.

“Woah!” You say and you would have fallen on your face if Melissa wasn’t holding onto you.

“Bye Melissa, and it was good to see you again Eva.” Teresa says to both of you at the door. “Also Eva, if you hurt Melissa then I know a guy that will make you regret it.” She tells you.

“Ma.” Melissa says and Teresa looks at Melissa as she hands the bag back with the 3 empty containers that the food was in.

“Just want to make sure she knows not to mess with this family.” Teresa says.

“She’s dating me and has been friends with Kristen Marie for 5 years. I think she already knows the family pretty well.” Melissa says.

“I do.” You say and wrap your arms around Melissa’s waist in a side hug and Melissa puts her free arm around you. “And I love Melissa.” You slur out. Everything about her. Her heart, mind and body.” You add and Melissa puts a hand over your mouth.

“I think that’s enough talking.” She says and then brings you out to the car and helps you in.

She drives you both home and at some point you drift off to sleep and you wake up when you’re home to Melissa shaking you awake.

“Hey hon, we’re home.” She says and you look at her and she’s smiling at you. “What do you say we get inside, get ready for bed and then go to bed?” She asks and you nod your head.

“I like that.” You tell her and then you both go in and get ready for bed.

Once you're both in bed, Melissa goes to cuddle you like always you then straddle her lap as you got a second wind.

“Hon, what are you doing?” She asks you as she holds your hips so you don’t fall.

“I want to have sex. What’s it look like?” You slur so much due to being drunk and tired.

“Hon, we can have sex tomorrow morning, but for now we should get some sleep.” She tells you and you protest.

“Noo, I want to do it now.” You say with a pout and then you start rocking your hips on her. Melissa can’t deny that she isn’t turned on right now but she doesn’t want you to fall asleep during sex. She carefully gets you off of her and back on your side of the bed.

“Woah!” You say as you fall down beside her. “Did you want to be on top?” You ask with your seductive voice.

“No, we will do this in the morning.” She says and you go to move but she wraps her arms around your waist, along with your arms and she traps you against her body.

“The only thing I’m wearing is a long shirt of yours, and no underwear or bra.” You tell her, trying to get her to change her mind.

“I know, I helped you get dressed.” She tells you and shakes her head. She then thinks you might not give up with this random burst of energy and she brings one hand between your legs and starts circling your clit. You try to start moving your hips but she stops you from doing that. She goes to your neck and starts kissing your neck from behind you and starts sucking. You start moaning at the pleasure from your neck being sucked on and your clit being rubbed at the same time. It doesn’t take long until you’re close to an orgasm as Melissa knows your body incredibly well.

“Me-Melissa, Mel, I’m so close.” You gasp out and she hums.

“Then come for me, baby.” She tells you and she feels you tense up and then relax as you gasp out when you come. Melissa kisses your cheek and then she sees you smile and then close your eyes as you fall asleep in her arms. “I knew it.” She whispers softly with a smile. She tucks some loose strands behind your ear that’s fallen in your face and then she puts her head on her pillow and then falls asleep.

The next morning Melissa wakes up to you complaining.

“Owww!” You groan out and hold your head. “Major headache, son of a bitch!” You complain and Melissa giggles.

“You shouldn’t have had all that alcohol.” She tells you.

“I agree with you there.” You tell her.

“I’ll go get you some water and Advil.” She tells you and then goes to get them and then comes back a minute later. “Here.” She says and then hands you the items.

“Thanks.” You say and immediately take the Advil and a huge amount of the water.

“I’ll go get you some food. You might feel better after getting some food in your stomach.” She says and you look at her.

“Please don’t mention food.” You say and then burst out of bed, run to the bathroom and throw up. You come back out a minute later and Melissa is smirking.

“Was it worth it?” She asks you and you pout. You then fall into Melissa’s arms and she holds you. “How much do you remember?” She asks you and you think about it.

“Not much after that second glass.” You tell her.

“So you don’t remember giving me a lap dance?” She asks you amused and you snap your head at her.

“I did what?” You ask and she chuckles.

“My sister dared you to give me a lap dance after your third glass of wine and you actually did it.” She tells you and she then bursts out laughing at seeing your face. “You were actually good at it and it turned me on.” She tells you and you hum.

“It’s not hard to turn you on.” You say and she giggles.

“It’s not hard for YOU to turn me on.” She tells you.

“Hmm, so only I can easily turn you on?” You ask her and wrap your arms around her neck and she smiles.

“You know exactly what I like.” She says with a wink and you kiss her. “I think I’ll go make you some food now that your stomach is empty.” She says and then you get off of her and back to your spot on the bed. “How are you feeling?” She asks you when she comes back 15 minutes later with some eggs and toast.

“Better since the Advil kicked in.” You say and you take a look at what she brought you.

“I made you something that’s light on your stomach and good for a hangover.” She tells you and you smile at her.

“Thank you.” You tell her as you both begin eating breakfast. “Did I do anything else that’s embarrassing last night?” You ask her and she smiles in amusement.

“Depends what counts as embarrassing.” She says and you look at her.

“Anything that you know I would never do sober.” You tell her and she thinks about it for a second.

“Then you did.” She tells you. “You tried to grab my boob while my siblings were saying goodbye to us and you told my mom that you love my body.” She tells you and you facepalm.

“Oh my god, I’m sorry.” You say and she laughs.

“Don’t be, it’s nice to know what you really think of me.” She tells you and you look at her.

“I don’t need to be drunk to know what you really think of me. You just have to ask.” You say.

“I know, but it’s still nice to know that you’re honest when sober about me.” She tells you with a smile and you both finish eating. Melissa goes and places the plates on the dresser and then comes back and sits beside you on the bed. “You know you kept trying to have sex with me last night.” She tells you randomly and you quirk an eyebrow at her.

“And you were able to hold back? I must have not been trying hard enough.” You joke and she giggles.

“It was hard to control myself but I didn’t want you to fall asleep during sex as you fell asleep in the car, but you kept persisting. So I gave you a quick orgasm and you immediately fell asleep.” She explains to you. “I kept telling you that we can tomorrow morning but you were so needy.” She tells you with a smirk.

“Isn’t it tomorrow morning right now?” You ask her and she shakes her head at you with a smile.

“It is but aren’t you hungover?”

“I am but the headache and feeling like crap has subsided for now. Right now I want my taste of you.” You tell her before pouncing on her and getting her pj shirt and shorts off.

She lay there bare under you and her smiling at you. You pin her hands down when she tries to touch you and you go right to kissing her. She kisses you back immediately and then you trail down, starting with her neck. You start to kiss and suck on her neck and she’s moaning under you. After being sure that you left a hickey, you go down to her chest and put your mouth around a nipple. Melissa bucks her hips from under you and you just smirk at her actions.

You start swirling your tongue around the nipple and that’s when she starts gasping and moaning. You feel her tug her arms, trying to get them free from your grip but you pin them with all the strength you have. You then switch nipples and give the same treatment to the other one. You then trail down her stomach and place kisses on your way to her pussy. You’re forced to let go of her arms as you can no longer reach and she doesn’t hesitate to grab your hair. You reach her clit and you place a kiss on it before settling yourself between her legs.

“What are you doing?” Melissa asks you breathlessly.

“I told you, I want my taste of you.” You tell her before diving to her centre. Melissa’s grip on your hair tightens and she moans out as soon as your tongue makes contact with her dripping centre. You spread her legs wider and you’re able to slip your tongue in her entrance very easily.

“Eva! Oh that feels so good! Don’t stop Amore!” She tells you and you bring a hand up and you start rubbing her clit. Her hips start bucking like crazy and you have to pin her down with your other hand.

You look up at her at some point and you see a magical sight. You see the smooth skin of her stomach, her 2 breasts that are moving up and down with her heavy breathing as she’s close and then you see her face. Her eyes are screwed shut and her mouth is open from pleasure, her ginger locks falling everywhere, some loose strands on her face.

Her legs start trying to close shut as the stimulation is high as she’s so close to an orgasm. You choose to keep her legs apart instead of pinning her down and she starts bucking her hips, trying to get her high. She then comes with a moan and you keep your tongue and mouth in place, getting all of her juices, and you love it, you feel as if she’s marking you. You then quickly switch your mouth and your fingers. You start licking her clit with your tongue and then you carefully slide a finger in and then a second and start fingering her. She starts gasping, moaning and bucking her hips, the overstimulation is hitting her and she feels like it’s too much and not enough at the same time.

“Eva please, it’s too much!” She breathes out and you look up at her. You then replace your mouth with your palm and you bring your body up so you’re face to face with her. She looks up at you and then she suddenly grabs your head and brings you in for a kiss, kissing you with need and passion. She then comes a second time and you carefully pull out of her when her body goes limp and you see how she watches you lick your fingers that were in her.

After about a minute, Melissa gets control of her breathing and flips you both so that she’s on top. She quickly gets her shirt off of you and she looks at you with a hunger in her eyes and you squirm a little bit.

“Now it’s my turn to make you feel me inside of you, to have you bucking your hips and moaning my name.” She tells you and you let out a small whimper. She suddenly plunges two fingers inside of you and you lose all thoughts and brain power.

You come out of the shower and you see her sitting on the bed, glasses on and a few papers spread out.

“What are you doing?” You ask her.

“I’m going over my lesson plan for this week.” She tells you and she sighs. “It’s not making any sense.” She adds on and she rubs her temple with her fingers.

“Well how about you tell me the plan? Maybe I can make suggestions or saying it out loud will help you?” You suggest to her and she looks at you with a smile.

“How did I get lucky with you?” She asks and she strokes your cheek before she tells you all about her plan for the week.

*an hour later*

“What do we need for groceries for the week?” You ask her as you pull out your phone to start a grocery list. You see her walking into the kitchen where you are and she looks at the fridge, freezer and cupboards.

“That entirely depends on what you want to eat this week.” She says.

“I’ve actually been looking online at Italian recipes recently and I found something and wanted to ask if you can make it.” You tell her and that catches her attention.

“What is it?” She asks you.

“Well I don’t know how to pronounce it.” You say and then take your phone out to show her the meal. “This is it.” You say and show her.

“Stracotto di fassona piemontese.” She reads and you nod. “With all the Italian I’ve been teaching you then I would have thought you would know how to pronounce that.” She teases you and you playfully shove her from the shoulder and she laughs.

“I’ve been getting taught one word at a time not sentences you idiota.” You tell her and she chuckles.

“Jokes aside, I can make it for you. I’ve made it a few times growing up.” She tells you and then she goes over everything she needs to make it and you type it in on your phone. After she makes the list for the meal she then gets you to put down everything else you’ll need for the week before you both head to the grocery store. “So what made you look up Italian meals?” She asks once you’re at the grocery store.

“Well you keep asking what I want and I never know how to answer. And I love your Italian cooking so that’s why I started looking them up.” You tell her and she brings you in for a side hug and gives you a kiss on the head.

“Well I love cooking for you, whether it’s Italian or not.” She tells you and you smile.

“So you wouldn’t mind making pizzas where you just slap on some tomato sauce from a can, drown it with cheese on pita bread and throw it in the oven?” You ask her and you watch her scrunch up her nose in disgust and she looks at you.

“Maybe it’s good you’re with me as your tastes are questionable at best Amore.” She tells you and you giggle.

After dinner you both just sit on the couch, with her holding you in her arms and you end up falling asleep on her while watching a movie on Netflix.

You both wake up at 5:30 when your alarms go off and you realise that you’re in bed instead of on the couch and you see Melissa wake up to shut off her alarm.

“I thought I fell asleep on the couch.” You tell her and she turns to look at you.

“You did, you woke up enough to at least help me get you up here and then I got you changed into a shirt of mine.” She tells you.

“Well thank you, your couch is so uncomfortable to sleep on.” You say and she kicks your leg. “Oww.” You say and you look at her a bit offended. “Ok the couch is comfortable but the plastic isn’t.”

“If I remember correctly you fell asleep on the couch last night and the last time we slept on the couch, you fell asleep on me and my boobs.” She says as she gets out of bed.

“And they’re very comfortable to sleep on.” You tell her and she smiles and shakes her head at you.

“Is that why you fall asleep on them half the time?”

“They’re magnetic, irresistible.” You say as you walk up behind her as you hug her from behind and she leans into you.

“You’re such a goof.” She says and you smile.

“Isn’t it one of the things you love about me?” You ask confidently and she rolls her eyes.

“It is.” She says and then she leads you both into the shower.

You both walk in through the front doors of Abbott and make your way into the break room.

“Well good morning girls!” Barb greets you as soon as you both walk in.

“Morning Barb.” Melissa says as she goes to make you both coffee while you put the lunches in the fridge.

“So Eva, how was meeting Melissa’s family over the weekend?” Barb asks and that gets the trio’s attention.

“Honestly, from what I can remember, they’re really great.” You say and that gets a weird look from Barb.

“Eva had too much alcohol as she agreed to a game of never have I ever where they drink if they’ve done it.” Melissa explains.

“I don’t even remember the lap dance I gave Melissa.” You blurt out and everyone’s jaw drops and looks between you and Melissa. When they look to see Melissa, they see her with a small smirk on her face and then she goes to sit down with the coffees.

“You’re pretty good at giving a lap dance with no music.” She tells you and she hands you the coffee. “There was also a game of truth or dare.” Melissa explains as she sees everyone’s shocked face. “And apparently Eva will do any dare after having 3 glasses of wine.” She adds on and you smile.

“Your siblings are wild.” You say and she chuckles.

“I thought you’d like them.” She tells you. “And they liked you, especially your loose lips.” She says and you giggle.

“Well I had to give them something to tease you about.” You say and she rolls her eyes at you.

“Bad enough that you told them that we have sex, but did you have to tell them I’m a top?” She asks you and you hear Barb start coughing and a gasp from Janine.

“I’m quite proud of that actually.” You tell her with a smirk.

“Are you also proud of your brother making out with my brother?” She asks you and you groan.

“That’s just weird, but I have no control over what Carl does, like you have no control over what Tony does.” You tell her and she takes a sip of her coffee with a smirk.

“Sounds like an interesting evening you both had.” Barb finally says after a minute of processing all the information.

“Oh it was.” You tell her. “And to top it all off, I let it slip that I love Melissa’s body… to her mom.” You tell Barb and Melissa hides her head in her hands.

“Oh my god that was embarrassing.” She says and you burst out laughing.

“But on the bright side, Melissa’s mom let her back into the rotation.” You tell Barb and Barb looks at Melissa.

“She finally let you?”

“Yep! And she also said the pasta that Eva and I made was almost as good as Nonna’s.” Melissa says, beaming.

“That’s quite a compliment.” Barb says.

“Are you kidding? It’s the best compliment she’s ever given me or any of my siblings, and it was to me.” Barb says and you rub her arm with your hand and she calms down a bit.

At lunch you’re leaning on the table while watching something on the tv, Barb is sitting on her chair behind you while the trio is at their table. Suddenly Melissa bursts in a bit angry, storms right up to, grabs you by the collar and pulls you in for a kiss.

“Woa-mph.” Is the only thing you’re able to get out as you’re taken by surprise. You feel the tension leave Melissa as she continues kissing you and it turns into a tiny make out session. She then pulls away with a smile and taps your chest with her hand that grabbed you.

“Thanks hon, I needed that.” She says and then goes to get her lunch.

“Rough morning?” You ask her and she looks at you before sighing. “Or should I say rough period as I saw you an hour ago.” You add on.

“Nothing went right during the third period, and the kids were so chaotic even though it’s a Monday morning.” She complains. “So I thought a kiss from my girl would help, and it did.” She says the last part with a smile.

“Well happy my lips could help.” You tell her and she can tell by the way that you go to sit down and the look on your face that the kiss turned you on and she smirks. As soon as you start to eat you get a text and look to sit that it’s from Melissa and you look at it.

Melissa: I can tell the kiss turned you on, don’t worry, I’ll take care of you tonight 😉

You read it twice before your brain is able to comprehend what she said and you look at her with flushed cheeks.

After school as soon as you follow her into the house, she pushes you up against the door and kisses you. She makes quick work of taking all your clothes off and goes to rub your clit and you moan out her name. It barely takes her a minute before you gasp as you come undone by her fingers. She catches you as your legs give out and she chuckles at your actions.

The rest of the week goes by smoothly and before you know it, Friday arrives and the bell rings to signal that it’s the end of the day. You close up the library and you make your way over to Melissa’s classroom and you see, what you assume is the mother of one the children in her classroom talking to her.

“Auntie Eva!” You hear and see Anna and John walking over.

“Hey you two, any weekend plans?” You ask.

“Daddy says that they’re taking me to the museum tomorrow.” Anna says and you gasp.

“Oh wow, well I’m sure you’ll have lots of fun.” You tell her and you hug her.

John passes by you and whispers in your ear. “You might want to go get your girl, I think that parent is flirting with her.” He tells you and then leaves and you look at Melissa. You then see the mom touch Melissa’s arm and you walk up to them. Before you can reach them, the mom walks away with her child and misses the glare you send her way.

“Hey hon.” She tells you when you get to her.

“What was that mom telling you?” You ask her.

“She was telling me how happy her daughter is in my class and that she appreciates everything I do for my students.” She tells you honestly and you can tell she loved the compliment, she always takes the compliments to heart.

“Well that’s sweet of her to tell you. Ready to go home?” You ask and she cheeks to make sure all of her students have been picked up before nodding. She gets her purse that’s inside the classroom and she locks the classroom before walking to the car to go home.

When you both get home, you have a quiet evening together, to eating dinner, to sitting on the couch watching housewives, all the way to getting ready for bed together.

When in bed, she lays on her back and you curl up on her and put your head on her boobs, as they’re like the softest pillow in the world, before you both fall asleep.

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[bendyredrawn]

BERTRUM PIEDMONT BERTURM PIEDMOND WHERE IS MY FUCKED UP CAROSEL BOIIIII

sorry but.. berturm and bendy land don’t really exist in this au

it’s been replaced by a run down city area which like various cartoons in the 30’s, represents the state of America at the time (during the Great Depression). The streets of the town are stalked by the butcher gang which play a similar role to their cartoon counterparts as criminal/mobster guys.

Maybe I’ll include Berturm as one of the residents here but idk you’ll have to wait and see

[hyenaswine]

there are tons of white people in oakland! they are in no way a minority! but people from the foothills had created this terrifying spectre for themselves of what it must be like living Down There with all those *whispers* black people. & they'd try to code-switch with me because they assumed that all white people wanted to live in the foothills or the city or piedmont & only lived in oakland because they were poor, & that they must be terrified for their lives all the time. so they tried to show me sympathy & open a window for me to voice this utter terror that they were CONVINCED i must be hiding. buddy i'm a white person living in grand lake, i am perfectly safe, i have nothing to be afraid of.

living in oakland as a white person was wild because whenever i told a white person from the foothills where i lived they'd get the most pained, pitying, terrified expression on their face & they'd say "oh my god, what's it like?" uh. normal??????? it's normal. are you okay?

[abbysbitch]

Piedmont | Ellie Williams (pt.1)

part one

a/n: i hope you guys enjoy, I seriously wasn't even expecting like 10 people to see the announce post but 200 notes? are you kidding? thank you all so much *kisses every one of your foreheads* i hope this lives up to the anticipation, i feel like i didn't do it justice but i dont wanna postpone anymore so have at it

cw: pet names (babe, baby, pretty girl, pretty thing, princess) the TINIEST smidge of a blood kink(reader bites her lip too hard), edging, fingering, cum eating(kinda?) slight angst, making out, prob more that i missed

wc: 4.1K

tags! @acecardly @dani-ellaed1 @sevignyes @nil-eena (if i missed you its because i couldn't find your handle when typing them in)

Ellies always hated you, for arguably no reason.

 It’s pathetic really, seems like since the day you guys have met she’s had it out for you- whether it be throwing snarky comments at you or just being an ass in general, it’s always been a competition between the two of you. It’s been years since you've had a somewhat civil conversation with her. 

Ellie was just an outright dick to you. Since the time you guys were sent on a mission over a year ago (just the two of you, which Ellie bitched about to Tommy for approximately an hour), she was just awful towards you.

You tried so hard to get her to like you but nothing seemed to work. During socials you’ve tried countless times to get her to engage in even a card game between you, Dina and Jesse and shes always declined. You’d go up and try to start a conversation one time and - to say the least when you went home you cried out of pure frustration.

You didn’t hate Ellie, just hated the way she hated you, for fucks sake you had a crush on her that you couldn’t seem to rid. But who could blame you when she had those gorgeous green eyes and auburn hair that just seemed to frame her face so perfectly when she put it up to get it out of the way. And her tattoo- you’re sure she's caught you staring before. Staring because of how bad you wanted her fingers inside you.

Especially with the way that she carried herself. Careless, and always with such a serious look on her face. Her sarcasm entertained you; of course only from afar. 

And god she was just so beautiful.

It hurt, knowing you couldn’t have done anything for her to like you. Not even just a little. Not even just enough to be acquaintances. You would’ve been at least happy with that.

So it seems like just your luck when Tommy asks another favor of you. And just your luck when he invites Ellie to ‘tag along’.

The air was cold, and the bone chilling tension between you two even colder. 

It was now around 6pm, and you had gone to the stables to tack up and get ready. Though you weren’t supposed to go out until 7, Ellie had already beat you there. Attempting to break said tension, you shakily start with “Make sure you tie her-”

“I know how to tack a fucking horse.”

Ouch

Obviously it didn’t help anything with the tension and unbeknownst to you it was going to stay that way for a while even as you left the gates of Jackson into the harsh winter of the outside.

You and Ellie keep on the path, looking for anything that was asked of Tommy to bring back. It’s only been 30 minutes of absolute silence and you’re starting to get mad with her stubbornness.What did you do to make her hate you so much? Nobody else seems to have a problem with you, so why does she? To be fair it didn’t matter before, but now that the two of you are in the middle of fucking nowhere and she’s not saying a word, it’s really getting to you.

Not being able to stand it any longer you decide to say something.

“What is your problem with me, Ellie?”

She turns to look at you for just a moment and then gazes back to the path in front of her. God, you just wanted to curl up and die of embarrassment. Of course she wasn’t going to say anything, because she didn’t care enough to have this conversation with you. 

Staying silent was the hard part of it all. So desperately did you just want to scream at her for everything she's been to you. She makes you feel like a fucking burden and, duh, it doesn’t feel good. At all.

So many more minutes pass by without a word. The air’s even colder by now, your watch showing the time as half past nine. Goosebumps have spread across your skin and your legs are shaking. Shivering was an understatement. It’s pitch black, making you even more on edge now than you were starting this little assignment. You decide to go off the path in search of a cabin you’ve been in before. For some reason this out of everything else causes Ellie to speak up.

“Where the fuck are you going?” You immediately notice her tones changed completely from the beginning. It was rougher and she sounded like she was genuinely going to snap at you.

“A cabin.” You state flatly.

She looks at you for only a second and then reverts her gaze back to the trail in front of her. You can tell she wanted to say more but kept her mouth shut for your sake, so you indulge.

“It’s getting cold and I want to warm up a little. If you don’t want to follow me, suit yourself, but it’s not on me if Tommy gets all mad.”

She scoffs as she follows you through the overgrown brush that covers the trail, taking interest in the way you pick at the greenery along the way. Why were you so intent on taking all the leaves off the different trees? She wasn’t just looking at you now, she was staring. 

And she couldn’t stop.

She watched the way you rode ahead and shook your hair to get it out of your face, watched the way you would drink out of your bottle, watched the way you’d rub your hands together to get rid of the cramps in them. She kept watching- no, staring at you.

You’d be lying if you said you couldn’t feel the eyes on the back of your head. It honestly concerned you. What was she planning to do? Hurt you? Worse? Every bad thought ran through your head within the span of just ten seconds. You were in the middle of nowhere, it was the middle of the night and you’re with someone that absolutely despises you. What couldn’t go wrong? It’d be a perfect place to hide remotely anything, and your mind went to the worst possible option of that being you.

Not feeling the need to mention anything you keep on the trail. At this point you see the cabin a little bit ahead of where you were. You let out a sigh of relief and kept on. As you reach the cabin, you both stall the horses in the small barn nearby and head inside.

“This is an absolute shithole, are you kidding?” Ellie starts, “what is this going to do for us from the cold?” She scoffs as she follows you around the house, surveying it like you two are spending the night there or something, which is far from true.

“Listen, it’ll work for a while and then we can get back out. Can you stop bitching for once and just chill out?” You were getting irritated at this point and she's pushing your limits. Egging you on, wanting to know how much you can really take.

“I’m the one bitching? We wouldn’t even be here if you weren’t such a pussy about the damn cold!”

“Like I said before, chill the fuck out Ellie.” You try to deescalate the situation.

“I’m pretty fucking chill, I just don’t get why we had to stop here, are we not wasting time?” At this point you realize she just likes to argue for fun.

“If you’re so worried about wasting time then go on your own and do this shit! I never asked for you to come with me in the first place!” You are so close to absolutely breaking. You’re so frustrated with her and her shit you could just cry.

“I never volunteered!” She just kept pushing and pushing you, god you hated her so much in this moment.

“Do you know how fucking irritating you are? Ever since I came to fucking jackson you’ve had it out for me for absolutely no reason at all! What the fuck have I ever done to you? Wanna explain or are you just going to keep treating me like shit?” You had finally broke.

You could tell Ellie wasn’t expecting that. She looked taken aback. Good, you hope it got to her like she got to you this whole time.

“Yeah, stay the fuck silent.” Now you’re the one pushing.

She stares idly tracing her tattoo, the tension clearly eating her up alive. She's at a loss for words right now- her mind is blank as she just looks at you. Not saying a single word for what feels like minutes when she finally decides to sigh. She stands up and walks towards you, still silent. You move backwards and she doesn’t let up as you eventually hit the wall with a gasp and she cages you between her arms. “What’re you-” you try, but with the way she was staring into your eyes, with a different look than normal, you found your words to be stuck in your throat. When were her arms so…big? It never hit you how tall she truly was, but now with her towering over you and her so close? As much as you’d want to think of her like that again, right now just wasn’t the time. 

Jesus, she groans. And it goes straight to your cunt but you know it shouldn’t.

“I guess I’m upset at the fact I’ve always wanted you and couldn’t have you. Do you know how frustrating it is seeing you make friends so easy? Flirting with Jesse so effortlessly? This whole time I’ve wanted you and you couldn’t have cared less. Never batting a single eye at me. I’ve wanted you since you stepped foot through those gates and its making me fucking crazy.” 

“Ellie i-” you try but are immediately cut off by her going,

“I know that’s not what you wanna hear but if I’m being honest I needed to tell you or else the guilt was going to eat me alive. I’m sor-” She shakily breathed out before she was cut off- by you. 

Closing the gap at her confession, you captured her lips in an aggressive kiss, making her whine on impact. Using your shaky hands you cup her face, trying to find a way to stabilize yourself and she catches on, slotting her leg right between yours. The sound of your mouths moving was erotic and her actions even more so. She bit at your bottom lip, silently asking you for access, letting out a breathy moan that was followed suit by her licking the same area. Her mouth was absolute bliss and every lick into it had you wanting more. More of her, her noises and her hands as they traveled slowly up and down your sides.

You pull back to catch your breath and she whines at the loss of contact. You stay for a moment, just listening and watching as her chest heaves up and down. Everything in the room is far too hot for your liking and you fix it the only way you know how.

“Take this off, now.” You motion her shirt up and off her figure. Fuck how cold it is outside, you need to feel her bare skin on yours- and god the sight was beautiful. Her toned abs felt so good under your touch, and her arms were veiny in the right spots, it was so unbelievably hot.

As she holds you tight against the wall- bodies directly pressed against each other, you do the same- grabbing the hem of your own shirt and lifting it above and off you. Sliding your hands up her stomach, you lightly yelp as she takes her own on your hips and forces you down on her thigh. Gasping at the contact, you chase after her lips like she did prior, and she groans. Now you’re desperate to hear it again, and again. You crave it.

She takes your hips and moves you across her thigh even harder now, almost as if she's desperate for you. Chasing your high rather than hers, but still for her pleasure. Grabbing at her shoulders as you take it into your own hands, you start grinding on her. God, her thighs were so hard and toned it was giving you just the right amount of friction. Leaning your head back she takes the opportunity to litter kisses and bites all over the exposed skin. You swear you’re in heaven and you’ve barely even started.

“Jesus baby, I can feel how wet you are through my fucking pants. And I haven't even touched you .” she spoke against your neck. Making a mental note at the nickname. You were biting your lip so hard you thought you tasted blood, and the fact turned you on soooo much more. 

Ellie kept her assault on your neck, but this time she trailed her hands along your body, stopping at your bra and sighing an, 'is this okay’? Taking your far too fast nod as a yes, she snakes her hands behind your back, snapping the bra off and slowly taking it off you. She threw it to the side and suddenly started to grope you, squeezing your tits and slightly grazing over your nipples as you jumped at her aggressiveness. She was giving you so much but it still wasn’t enough.

“Fuck, you’re so hot.” she says as she starts on your breasts, sucking and biting at the flesh, leaving the area all sensitive and purple, and leaving you even more desperate.

Her threatening gaze stayed on you the whole time she played with your mounds, sending a wave of hot heat straight down to your cunt. The fact she had this effect on you was concerning you, but you were too entranced by her right now to notice any of it.

“Ellie,” you whine after her as she continues the assault on you, moving back up to your collarbone and jawline. She was staring at you like you were her prey, and she was the predator. 

“Hm?” she taunts against your ear and just hearing her voice alone made you so wet. God, the hold she had on you was crazy, and you’d barely even started. Even though she was the one that confessed to you just moments prior it seemed as though she was almost in charge of the situation regardless of you pouncing on her.

She had you grinding on her thigh even faster and harder now, pressing you into the fabric so you could get off, even if it was turning you on even more, it still wasn’t enough, you wanted her inside you, so bad. You needed it.

“I- …need more” You manage to say throughout moans and whimpers. Although she had just started, you think she’s already made you dumb. Off her thigh.

And that’s exactly what she wanted from you. To be so fucked out all you could say was her name over and over again, like a mantra coming from your lips, but she didn’t think it’d be so fucking easy nor did she think it’d happen so fast.

“Tell me what you need, baby,”  She says, spit dripping down your throat from how much she was sucking on you. Licking it up she brings her head to look at you.

At the words, you pulled her hands from your body and pushed further and further down until reaching the waistline of your pants.

“You’re gonna have to use your words, sweet thing.” She said as she swoops back down between your breasts. You could feel her smirking against your chest and god, she was going to be the death of you.

Being too desperate to be embarrassed you utter, “Ellie just fuck me, please” You were so needy and just needed the smallest amount more from her to teeter you over the edge and straight to your orgasm. “Atta girl.”

 She breaks past your waistband and ventures her hand further down until she reaches the part of you that wanted her the most. You gasp at the contact as she starts rubbing close circles on your clit, turning you into putty. Grabbing at her shoulders, you press your lips against hers once again and this time you’re the one licking into her mouth with a different kind of neediness behind it. She notices your legs wobbling and removes her hand from her spot in your pants and grabs your hips to gently move you over onto the couch nearby. Whimpering as your hips chase her hand she chuckles into you, pushing you down lightly.

Panting and trying to catch your breath you start, “Why haven’t you told me sooner Els, we could’ve done this so long ago.” Ellie just stares at you from her place straddling you, watching the way you look into her eyes and watching as your chest rises and falls from the heavy breathing.

“Why does it matter when I have you right here and now, falling apart in front of me?” she says with a smirk and your scoff doesn’t last long before she's on you again, kissing you with more passion than before. The kiss was softer, and wasn’t as rough with you as before. She moved against you so sensually and slowly and it was driving you crazy. "I've wanted this for so fucking long" she spoke against your lips before she slot her hot tongue into your mouth and moaned when she felt your own swirling around it. 

With your mouths still connected, she slides her hands down to your hips, grabbing for just a second before she moves down into your pants, slowly sliding them off and leaving them to pool at your ankles. With your panties still on the air hits where you were wet, chilling you for just a second before she breaks away from your mouth with a trail of spit connecting you together.

“You remember that one summer where you, Dina and I went down to the river and swam together for hours,” She started at the same time as her mouth attached to your pulse point.

“Yeah- fuck, why?” you asked between sighs and whimpers. Your brain’s so dumb right now, you barely even recall the situation she’s asking you about.

“That flimsy pink bikini you wore- fuck. You don’t even know how bad I wanted to devour you right then and there,” she kept on, drawing even louder moans from you at her words.

“The first time I saw you in something like that and, shit, I thought you were the hottest girl I’ve ever seen,”

“And now I have you in front of me like this, even more exposed. God, fuck I’ve wanted this for so long.”

Every single thing she said had you wanting her even more, although you couldn’t even say a thing because of how hard she was sucking at every inch of your body. She starts working her way from the base of your neck down to the valley between your breasts sprinkling kisses and bites all over. (and probably hickeys, you were too stupid only off her words to notice.) 

“God, you’re so fuckin’ pretty.” As you whine at the words you cover up your exposed breasts with your arms, so overstimulated with the way she’s speaking and touching and kissing you. You’re so drunk off her touch, her voice, so drunk off of her.

“Don't hide from me,” and with that she takes your wrists and pins them just above your head onto the armrest. “I wanna see all of you.” she finishes as she licks down from your neck to your breasts letting out a groan when she looks back up at you with that gaze, your doe eyes meeting hers and she smirks- she fucking smirks.

As she gets closer to where you want- need her most, she starts kissing at the inner parts of your thighs. Biting and leaving marks that are sure to be there for the next couple days reminding you of the things that took place (as if you’d want to forget).

Still soaked from being edged just moments ago, and now even more so with her actions, you plead with her to give you what you want.

“Ellie please, need you s’bad.” You’re whimpering for her touch, where you need her the most.

“Patience princess.” God, you feel like you’re going to die, what makes her take so much pleasure in teasing you and making you wait for more?

She licks your cunt through your panties, eliciting a moan she has to hear again. She bites at the fabric and slowly slides your panties down off your hips and leaves them to gather with your pants as she slides a finger straight through your slit, sighing when she feels and hears just how wet you are, and just from her.

“All this just f’me, babe?” she sighs into your thigh where her head was resting as she thumbed your clit lazily, loving the sounds you and your pussy made. 

Continuing to toy with your heat, she starts picking up the pace little at a time, leaving you a whining mess underneath her.

“More please el-” You start but are then cut off as she slips two fingers inside you, scissoring them making you groan lowly.

“I don’t think I caught you, what was that baby?” Babbling nonsense as she hits a particular spot inside you that has you moaning so loudly you take your arm and try to muffle your own sounds with it, biting down so hard you know you’re gonna bruise in the morning.

You can’t handle her teasing but at the same time it feels so good that you bite back whatever you were gonna say in response to any of it. Her fingers plunging in and out of you felt like ecstasy, and you were fucking hooked.

The sounds your cunt was making were obscene and absolutely disgusting. You were so wet and you can’t recall a time someone had ever made you feel this good. Ever. Your slick was leaving onto her forearm and soaking her fingers, slowly making its way onto her tattoo, which you couldn’t peel your eyes off of. The way her arms flexed while she was finger-fucking you was almost hotter than the way she was gazing up at you from her position between your legs.

You were so close on the edge now- riding the wave of white hot pleasure as she thrusts into you harder. And she could tell. Tell how close you were from how hard you clenched on your fingers, your muffled noises coming from above her and the amount of wetness that had already dripped down onto the couch just from her fingering you alone.

Taking your arm away from you she starts, “you’re clenchin’ so hard around me, you gonna come all on my fingers pretty?”

“Mhm, uh-huh” with nothing but incoherent words coming out of your mouth you try to warn, “‘m gonna cum ellie, f-fuck don’t- don’t stop.”

“Cmon baby, cum all over my fingers,”

And as if it were literally on command you cum so hard you swear you see stars, white hot flashes of your climax taking over leaving you loud and breathless, and Ellie loves all of it. “shit, good girl, good fucking girl.”

 She keeps on with fucking you with her fingers, letting you ride out your high as much as you possibly can. Moments later, she takes them out slowly, earning a drawn out whine from you as she kisses the inside of your thighs once again.

 She takes her fingers that were previously inside you just moments ago into her mouth, sucking and swirling her tongue around them. Although you had just come, you could’ve again just at the sight.

She comes back up to your collarbone and licks a long stripe up to your neck, whispering into it praises as she nips at the skin that is your earlobe.

“God you’re so pretty when you're under me like that,” She says to you- capturing her lips on yours once again. The kiss being messier than ever, feeling her tongue slide into your mouth just to take yours and suck on it-a mix of drool and teeth turning you on even more. Pushing her back onto the couch so you were the one on top of her now, you grab at her hips and start grinding down on her thigh once again. You taste yourself on her tongue and she pulls away just as fast as she had gotten up to kiss you and abruptly goes, 

“Wanna feel you on my tongue, fuck i need it, come sit on my face.”

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