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cherry bomb pt 2 - glen mcreynolds x reader

everybody wants some 2016 - Glen McReynolds x reader.

In 1980s Texas, college athlete Jake Bradford moves into the communal house of his baseball team. The roommates soon begin to navigate the ups and downs of growing up unsupervised. The houses are in need of renovation bringing in the new landlord that quickly takes Glen McReynolds, captain of the team interest.

Word count – 20,996 in total

With a firm knock at her door (Y/N) scrambled with her shoes swiftly opening it with a bright smile. "Holy shit." She heard him mutter. She was wearing an ivory, silk dress with shoulder sleeves, a tie in the middle and a tight bottom finishing mid-thigh. Her heels were delicate and brown matching his trousers. "You look amazing." He spoke grabbing hold of her hand and pulling her lightly out her door frame. Once she locked her door her attention moved quickly to him linking arms as they walked down the metal steps of her apartment complex. "Thank you. You look handsome too." She smiled. "Are we meeting the guys at the sound?" she asked watching him nod his head. "Thought you would want a little alone time." He whispered. "I also thought we could actually get to know each other instead of flirting." (Y/N) was shocked at his words not believing he actually wanted to get to know her as a person and not her body. "Well, what do you want to know captain?" she asked masking her state of shock. "Everything. Your major, your family, your interest. Who is (Y/N) landlord (S/N)"

"Well, I'm a senior, I major in business studies. I also study interior design on the side. I work for my dad in the building industry, but my main focus is the design side. I learnt the construction side if I take over the business. At the minute it's just me and Dad but I have an older brother, but he studies away." She paused for a moment worrying Glen. She smiled lightly memories flooding her brain from her childhood. "Surprisingly I really like baseball." His eyes widened with a big grin. "Seriously." He asks, she nodded. "There wasn't a girl’s team where I grew up, so I helped my brother when he was on the team. I had a really good swing before we stopped playing." Her smile quickly disappeared at the thought of her end to baseball wishing she had continued even if the industry was in favour of women's teams. "I wish I kept going." His mind was planning something for her as soon as she admitted to missing the game, hoping tomorrow he could help her.

The two quickly reached their destination following the line in and finding the group all attempting to pull a girl for the night. "Oh, yeah, 95 on the gun, official." Glen rolled his green eyes at the sound of Jay’s annoying voice hoping he wouldn't cause trouble for him tonight. Glen quickly pulled (Y/N) towards the table slipping her into the last seat and standing by her. "Could've gone to anywhere in Texas. I had a stack of offers about that high, that high." (Y/N) tried to pretend she liked Jay not wanting to hurt his feelings as she found him as annoying as the group did. "Were you drafted?" Finn asked knowing full well he wasn't. the blonde slipped the two late friends a beer smiling with a wink towards his captain. "Yeah, yeah. The Blue Jays almost picked me up, but I told them I'm going to college for a couple of years." (Y/N) looked up towards the gobby pitcher annoyed at his lie. "that's not true." She confirmed all the attention going towards her. "Oh yeah how would you know that princess." Jay mocked. (Y/N) placed a hand on Glen’s leg squeezing lightly before he could jump to her defence. "The blue jays don't draft high school graduates. They go after college graduates only, so their teams are of similar ages. They also go for a size which you clearly don't have." Her final comment hit Niles hard as the group laughed. "McReynolds was." Kenny interrupted. "Got drafted by the diamond backs last year." Glen finished. With the final comment, Jay marched away in a huff. "Fucking loser," Glen grumbled.

The night was slow for the rest of the group but Glen and (Y/N) enjoyed their time together, drinking laughing and dancing. For once in his life, Glen felt whole. Like the missing piece in his life had finally been filled by her. Her angelic smile, addicting laugh, glowing skin and perfect body. She was everything he could have dreamed of. And he was for her. In such a brief time he was able to wiggle his way into her broken heart, healing it with each touch and smile towards her. She loved it and hoped it would last a lifetime. "I wanna ask you something." He spoke twirling her before clutching onto her waist in a fast waltz. Before the two could converse, the room erupted in shouts. Their attention went towards the bar watching the team wrestle staff out of the way. Jay had started a fight. "Come on let's leave before they get dragged out." He ordered holding onto her tight as they raced out the doors.

"Don't bring your ass around here!" the group quickly followed the couple out being pushed and dragged by staff. Glen kept hold of (Y/N) the chilly air nipping her lightly realising she hadn't thought to bring a jacket or covering. "Bunch of fucking numb nuts!" Jay growled. "What the fuck, Niles!" Kenny argued smacking the pitcher across the head. "Well, that was ugly."

"I don't know, just based on an outsider's perspective, totally avoidable," Finn spoke. "Well, I'm a fucking raw dog, all right? Anybody who fucks with me, they don't get fucked with the back! They get fucking killed!" (Y/N) rolled her eyes at his statement soon catching on that all he did was lie and cause problems. "The only thing you killed tonight was the prospect of any of us getting laid!" coma argued. "Your fucking junkyard dog routine from fucking Detroit might make you feel tough, but it's not helping out any of your fucking teammates. Watch that shit in the future." Glen shouted. "Oh, shut up and walk your whore home!"

"Excuse me!" (Y/N)'s voice forced the group to shut up rage plastered all over her face. "don't start insulting me just because you've been caught out of your bullshit raw dog performance. The only thing you've got is a god complex dipshit."

"It's crazy we're fucking defending this guy," Jake spoke. "Let's go back to your place." Mac suggested, "Ignore him don't waste energy on that moron." She agreed to lead the two out of the carnage of Jay Niles.

Locking the door behind them, (Y/N) set her shoes down by her door sighing in relief. Glen walked his way towards her record player flipping through each album. (Y/N) raided her fridge for any sort of beverage finding her last two beers. As she closed the door, Glen picked a song. Nights in white satin. "a slow song?" she questioned passing him one of the two beers. He took the bottle reaching over for her own and placed them down on the coffee table. "One last dance for tonight?" he asked. She nodded her head quickly wrapping her arms around his neck. He took charge swaying their hips as they did at the sound machine. "You were gonna say something back at the sound?" she muttered, her glittering eyes never leaving his green pair. He smiled lightly at her, loving the feeling of her skin on his. It felt better in the confines of her home, they were alone, free to do as they pleased. And all he desired for once was to have this girl swaying to the music with him. "I was gonna ask you if you would consider with me." Her tilted head straightened itself out in shock. "Seriously?" she breathed her styled hair falling the cover her eyes slightly. Glen took his way out of her own for a second to swipe the fallen strands away, feeling the heat from her reddened cheeks. "Yeah. I know I don't have a good rap, but I want to change that. I really like you (Y/N), like I'm totally into you in a way I've never been with any girl." She smiled widely a little giggle escaped her lips. "I wanna prove it to you. If you'll let me."

The two had stopped swaying, completely focused on the conversation. She paused before speaking, trying to figure out what he really intended. She eyed his body language. His eyes were focused on her own, legs frozen in place and arms clutched to her like he was going to lose her any second. He was panicked and stressed. worried she would ask him to leave. But (Y/N) didn't want him to leave. She never wanted him to leave again. "I'll trust you Glen But seriously, any funny business and I'm gone. Don't make me regret it." McReynolds, a smile grew wide under his facial hair before moving his arms to wrap around her waist locking her in. "I promise, you won't regret it," he vowed placing a well-desired kiss on her cheek.

With a click on the door, Glen marched into his frat house with pride. The majority of the boys had split taking a girl into their rooms for the night. But Kenny and Plummer were left downstairs, drinking the remainder of their beers in light conversation. "Well here comes the man of the night. Where's our landlord?" Kenny smiled drawing the attention to Glen as he joined them on the sofa. "Miss landlord is at home. and your captain has got himself a captainess." He joked. The two teammates smiled widely patting his back with pride. "Dude congrats. How do you do it?" Plummer asked. "We went back to her place and just danced to her music. I asked her to give me a chance to prove I can change my ways." The boys watched their captain intensely, his demeanour had completely y changed from the arrogant senior to a man in love. Neither of them was brave enough to suggest the dreaded l word but deep down they knew their captain was in love. "So, you're gonna stop it all. the flirting the sex. Everything?" Plummer questioned. "For her? Fuck yeah!" Glen smiled.

The hangovers quickly had to be ignored as the team got ready for practice. Glen, Finn and Kenny all agreed to take (Y/N) to practice giving Glen much-deserved time with his new girlfriend. His two friends knew they were gonna lose their best bachelor to their landlord but gladly accepted it knowing he was happier around her than fucking the other girls that lined themselves up. "So (Y/N) what's your plan after college?" Kenny asked watching her through his wing mirror. Glen sat by her in the back their thighs brushing from the tightness of the back seats. "Nothing major just work for my dad. It depends on what he has planned. The idea was that my brother and I would go to college for business, and he would choose one of us to take over the business but I'm not planning on getting my hopes up." Finn turned to the back looking at her like she had insulted his own mother. "Are you shitting me! You're amazing. If he doesn't pick you to take over, your brother must be really fucking good." She smiled lightly as the other two laughed along with her. "Actually, he's terrible. But he also has to put into account most contractors we employ don't want to work with a girl let alone have a girl as a boss." The three sighed heavily at the idea of her losing her chance due to her gender. "Fucking assholes." Glen muttered. "that's the way it goes. I'm used to it. it was a lot harder to get their respect at the start but when I did a better job on my own than a whole group of guys it puts them in their place." Mac chuckled admiring his girlfriend's independence. "What about you guys? Planning on doing baseball after college?" she asked as they pulled into the field’s car park. All four of them stepped out into the sun and stood to wait for the rest of the group. "I'm assuming, Glen, you're really good to be drafted by the diamond backs." She smiled picking up her bag and following the trio into the dugout. "Well, I'm a captain for a reason." He teased with a wink. "If you wait here (Y/N) we’re gonna get changed. Be right back." She nodded her head lightly covering her eyes to block out the sun. Before she sat herself down, Mac jumped towards her sliding his dark shades onto the bridge of her nose. "can't have the sun in your eyes when I hit a home run." He smirked. His confidence seemed to rise allowing him to quickly place a kiss on her reddened cheek before catching up to Finn and Kenny.

"It's this physiological phenomenon where if you close your eyes, and someone puts a finger just below your chest bone, in your solar-plexus, it semi-paralyzes the upper torso... you can't sit up." Finn was in the middle of trying to convince Jake they had paralysed Nesbit. But Glen was in a world of his own as he hit his bat against his feet. The girl waiting outside wouldn't leave his mind. He knew he had to act on what he had promised her, planning their next date in his head. She was different to the typical flowers and dinner date. She wasn't high class expecting the world. But she was expecting him to try. And try he would. He just needed a bit of help. A hard smack snapped him out of his trance watching Brumley's bare ass rise from the floor it was once at. "Dude, did you see that?" Kenny asked. Glen shook his head turning back to the bat. "Come one man. you've been acting weird since last night." His friend sat beside him as they watched the group mingle before the game. "I like her Ken, she's different." He confessed. "Well, you've got her where you wanted her man. Take her out on a real date. Show her you're taking this promise seriously." He questioned once again he shook his head. "How about you invite her to the party next Saturday? Get some alone time with her, maybe do a bit of skinny dipping in the river." the two chuckled lightly. "Why don't you ask Perkins how he got his girlfriend to go out with him? if he says anything about feeding her from a trot, run."

The team had finished their warmup and had moved on to batting practice. Jay had made himself the pitcher making everyone groan wishing Willoughby was back from wherever he had gone. "don't watch (Y/N) he's like a kid having a tantrum." Jake joked making her sigh heavily. "I don't think he's very fond of me." She muttered not sounding very sad about the statement. "He just doesn't like it when he can't get his way. He wanted to try something with you and Glen put a stop to it. He called dibs on you like you were some toys." (Y/N) watched as Glen stood to bat next swaying the metal bat to get ready. "Glen did that the first day?" she asked. "you're kidding right? He might as well be in love with you. You do realise he hasn't even spoken to another girl since you came over since coach introduced you?" she shook her head biting down on her lower lip, her chest warming up at the thought of Glen. "no. I didn't know that." She whispered a newfound confidence in his promise.

"Hey, Detroit!" she snapped herself out of her daydream at glens angry shout. "Those fucking goggles, you can't use those to read. The schedule says, "batting practice." Scrimmage is later. What the fuck, man." Jay smacked his glove down to the ground creating a puff of dust as he did. "Yeah. All right, well, I'm not afraid to get this over with right here, right now." The whole team stopped everything turning all their attention to the two. "Get what over?"

"I'm a fucking pro prospect, too, and you know it. I'm not afraid to challenge you, man. And everybody else on this team. I'm sick of you getting all the girls, all the drinks. I'm better than all of you. I'm drafted. I'm a leader. in the raw dawg. And that prude you call your girl is pissing me off. Fucking bitch is all over you distracting us, fucking slut" (Y/N) neck snapped towards the pitcher, anger growing in the pit of her stomach. "I dare you to insult me when I'm closer Jay." She shouted, Jake, blocking her way onto the field. "it's not worth it." he reminded her holding her arm as Plummer held back Mac. "Shut his mouth, Mac," Plummer whispered. Mac looked back towards the dugout, (Y/N) rageful glare ruined by her eyes brimmed with tears. "All right? Okay, meat, you wanna try to make that starting rotation on your first BP session, huh? Be my guest." He aimed once again. (Y/N) watched from Jake's grip. She slid down the sunglasses eyeing his stance as the ball came flying towards him. with a hard swing, the ball went soaring into the sky ending up just outside the field marking a home run. "Go, Mac." She shouted clapping her hands.

"I think you've had enough, raw dog. Is that the best shit you got? That am not close to touching ninety, son. Whom are you fooling? Get that ball, I'll fucking sign it for you." The captain marched towards the dugout trying to ignore Jay's grovelling. You know, I will get the fucking ball. Do you know what I'll do? I'll shove it up your ass and I'll sign it! How's that sound?" the metal bat went down to the grass with a clank, Mac turned with force his anger getting the best of him. "Yeah, hey, do you know what, do what you do best, Niles, keep running that fucking mouth, 'cause it makes you feel better, right? Do you get your teammates in a fight and kicked out of a bar, 'cause you wanna look fucking tough? You insult a woman who's been nothing but good to us. You're fucking selfish, man! It's not about you! Go fuck yourself."

Glen finished his speech just one foot out of the dugout before marching down the steps towards (Y/N). She sat down, knees to her chest and he fought back the anger bubbling inside her stomach. "Ignore him," he spoke softly. "Please don't listen to him. you're not distracting us you're not a prude and you're not a slut." He situated himself down next to her placing his large hand on her knee looking for a sign he was doing something right. "I'm sorry if I'm distracting you all," she muttered into her legs just loud enough for him to hear. "Fuck no! If anything you make us work harder. I'm glad you're here." She looked up into his fern eyes with a light smile. "Jake told me you stopped Jay from trying anything with me. Why so early on?" he sighed heavily pulling himself closer to her to the point the warmth of her body was radiating onto him. "Because I knew he wasn't gonna treat you right."

"Is that it?"

"Well, I can't deny...you had my heart from day 1." He spoke with a wink. "I told you (Y/N). I really do like you. I just want to make sure I'm doing everything right." Her smile grew wider knowing everything she had told him over the last few days had stuck in his head. He was different from the rumours. He was kind and thoughtful. Almost loyal. That part she couldn't tell just yet. "We’re gonna go swimming after practice, Roper offered to swing by your apartment if you want to join?" she nodded her head lightly as he stood up placing a warm kiss on her forehead. As he leaned back, she pulled him towards her again, her lush lips brushing his own. His confidence grew closing the gap between the two. He had never felt a kiss so powerful but yet so innocent and light. she had never felt so much emotion through a single kiss. There was no lust, no smugness. Just pure innocent, teenage love. And they both loved it.

"All right, boys. All right, bring it up, bring it up! All right, listen up, good first practice. This is where it all starts. We're out here, ahead of all the other teams in the country, and we're gonna keep it that way and work hard all year, right?" the practice had finally ended with sore-muscled and trained freshers but not everything was done for their big welcome to the team. "All right then, boys, y'all be good." Perkins was the first to try and escape not being one to enjoy hanging out with the rest of his team. He failed his plan miserably with Dale wrapping his sweaty arms around the country boy. "Uh-uh-uh! Not so fast." He laughed maliciously. "We have a little tradition out here welcoming in the new guys," Finn explained. Kenny grabbed hold of two duffle bags unzipping them. "It's called a little bit of freshmen...Batting practice!" he picked up a roll of duct tape passing them around the group as they all laughed. "And a slight change of the rules. For your gobby mouth Niles, you'll also be joining them." Glen smiled grabbing the transfer and slamming him into the metal wall in the field. "I'm gonna enjoy every second of this." He growled pulling the tape apart to get started.

All five boys have finally taped up the wall each one at different heights and distances apart. (Y/N) had leant herself over the side of the dugout laughing loudly as the boys pelted the freshers with baseballs. "Woo!" she watched McReynolds enjoy his revenge, each ball he hit aimed straight at Niles which pissed off the lying raw dawg even more. "Hey (Y/N)! Your turn." Glen smiled swigging another bat towards his girlfriend. She smiled widely and quickly joined the group in their torture. "Hey Nile! Be very grateful you're wearing a guard right now because this ball would be going straight for your dick." She chuckled. "Like hell, you could aim that good!" he mocked. "Well see about that." Glen aimed, swinging the ball into her path and with a mighty clash the bat made contact with the ball. Each guy froze, the girl’s ball being the main focus. It quickly collided with Jay’s stomach earning a growl of pain. "Fucking bitch." He groaned. "that's my girl." Glen muttered, his strong arms around the front of her collarbones, his body resting on her back. "Told you I was a good hit." She smiled ignoring the looks from the team.

"Holy shit," Finn muttered as he, Glen and Kenny all entered her apartment one by one. The studio apartment was full of colour the only pieces of white were the small bits of wall peeking through all the decoration. "Sorry it's a bit...vibrant." (Y/N) laughed placing her bag on her dining chair. "I'll go grab a swimsuit. There are snacks under the record player if you want anything." As soon as she left to go into the bathroom the trio sat down on her mustard-coloured sofa moving hot pink cushions and zebra stripe throws from their seat. "Is she still upset about what Detroit said?" Kenny asked pocking the cactus that sat on the coffee table. "I don't think so. I think I distracted her enough." Glen chuckled. "Dude, you need a game plan."

"I'm gonna set the party up and walk to hers to meet her. I'm thinking to spend some time at the party and then go down to the river or maybe the field for some alone time. She doesn't strike me as a girl that likes dinner and a movie." the two teammates completely agreed with him seeing her as more of an adventurous type rather than a romantic, passionate person. "she's smart glen, she needs stimulation to stay curious, give her something to be curious about. And I don't mean your cock, I mean your brain. Give her a taste of what it's like to be with you. Again, I don't mean your cock."

Before Glen could reply, (Y/N) stepped out of the bathroom. Switching the light off as she folded a pink towel into a wash bag. "Ready to go?" she asked untangling her bikini strap underneath a light blue playsuit that hid her swimsuit underneath.

The team quickly descended into the river one by one. Each doing their own heavy splash into the water and wrapping themselves in the pool rings they had bought specifically for the river. "Say cheese, baby!" Kenny yelled wearing only his groin gear. Glen's attention moved towards the hill as his girl stepped carefully down. Her bikini was a pastel colour block design cupping her skin to push everything up. Finally, after questioning the dark design on her inner thigh, he could see the whole thing. Two cherries with the words cherry bomb top and bottom. He smiled widely as she dove in going deep into the water. Soon she resurfaced in the ring next to him wrapping her legs and arm to secure herself in. "Jesus it’s cold." She laughed. The couple quickly started their conversation ignoring the distance going bigger between them and the group. " Five bucks says hell fuck her tonight." Nesbit laughed. "Dude, you heard him," Finn groaned. "he's taking it slow. God, you just want to go, broke dude."

"Do you seriously think he'll wait? This is Glen McReynolds we’re talking about here." Plummer added. The group watched their captain, his smile growing wider at the sound of her angelic laugh. "he's changed." Finn muttered. Kenny dove down with a mischievous smile plastered on his face. After a couple of seconds, he resurfaces flinging the landlord into the freezing water. "Kenny!" she squealed her arms quickly wrapping around herself. Kenny turned towards his captain with a wink signalling him a chance to pick her up with a squeak of surprise. He placed her body on his own feeling her thighs against his own and her ass just brushing his hip. "Comfy?" he smirked watching the blush spread across her cheeks. She nodded her head lightly before resting her head on his toned shoulder. "So, cherry bomb?" he asked gaining confidence and brushing his fingers across her tattoo. "It was a drunk tattoo. My friends in high school dare me to since I played the sound on repeat for the full year." her grin grew at the memory remembering it was a pain to heal due to her thighs rubbing against each other. But she wouldn't get back to change it. she loved it. "I love it, cherry," he growled into her hair kissing and nibbling her ear as she blushed harder.

The group finally decided to step out of the water, Glen being first and grabbing her pink towel before his own. He wrapped the soft fabric around her body securing her into a cocoon-like grip. As they entered the house, he led her to the bathroom letting her dry off in privacy. "My shower stuffs still in there from last night you can use it if you want." He offered. "Thanks, I'll take you up on that offer." He nodded his head quickly leaving the room. He stepped upstairs into his room the flooring was finally complete enough for him to move back in. She rummaged through his drawers grabbed his biggest shirt and went back downstairs. He knocked lightly on the bathroom door listening to the sound of the water falling on the tiled floor. "(Y/N) I've got a shirt you can wear while your stuff dries off." He offered. "I've got a towel covering the window you can come in. Don’t get cocky." She spoke. He lightly stepped inside the steam escaping the small crack he left in the room. The only thing left of her for him to see was her legs making him weak at the knees. "This is torture, you know that right?" he joked placing the folded shirt on the side with her bag. "Good things come to those who wait." She smiled peering out from behind the makeshift towel curtain. "I can feel it, you're gonna be the best I've ever had." He smiled placing a kiss on her moist lips with a groan. The kiss was like nothing she had ever experienced before and on her nights the sound kisses were the main things she only felt comfortable giving out. But this was more than a kiss. Somehow, Glen had shown exactly what she meant to him through a simple kiss. Love, respect, confidence it was like she could taste it all. especially the arousal that was latching onto her. She quickly stopped the kiss holding back her own desires. He she couldn't give in just yet. It had only been a weekend. "It's been one day Glen." She whispered pushing him lightly with her wrinkled fingers. "Be patient." He nodded his head smiling lightly from his thoughts. Oh yeah. This girl was gonna drive him crazy.

When classes hit, (Y/N) expected to see Glen less and less. Knowing he preferred to get classes done and get training as soon as possible. But that wasn't the case. His romantic, teddy bear side had sprung out of nowhere. Flowers taped to her locker, waiting for her outside her classes, joining her for lunch, and study dates. The whole shebang. And she did the same for him. made sure he wasn't bunking off classes, joining the team in the dugout to watch him play, making sure he ate enough of the right food instead of leftovers and beer. Their favourite thing to do was go to the baseball field at late hours taking turns to bat and pitch in between making out in the dugout almost going all the way like teenagers in high school. (Y/N) knew she wanted him, probably more than he wanted her now. But she was waiting just a little bit longer. I little more time with him showing her he could go without her body. The little thigh touches, neck kisses and light heavy petting were enough for now. And glen was also okay with the arrangement. He knew she was slowly breaking down her walls and he could tell how much she was trying for him. it was all he could ask for. Especially now she had lost friends because of him and his reputation. All he could do was worship the ground she walked on and so he did.

The two had quickly become a power couple on campus. And his usual flings didn't like it one bit. One by one the girls in her classes stopped talking to her, ignoring her when it came to classes, study groups and potential projects. But (Y/N) didn't care too much, the girls were stuck up. The only thing she did mind was the names she was being called due to the knowledge of (Y/N) making Glen wait to have sex with her. Prude, princess, diva. She knew from the names they used jay had spread it around, especially when they started calling her the baseball slut. That one she hated the most. The only nickname she answered to was Cherry. His cherry

Friday classes were almost finished for Bev and (Y/N), they decided to sit in the canteen as they both waited for their boyfriends to be done with their classes. The two enjoyed their frozen yoghurt in peace, books spread out for their upcoming maths tests. "I wouldn't worry too much about your test Bev, they go easy on the freshers." (Y/N) reassured. "I know but I don't want to be seen as a slacker. Speaking of slacking, I need your help deciding on ideas for Oz." the business major nodded her head finishing off her portion of her yoghurt knowing Glen would finish it straight away. "I promise ill to come help but don't expect me to do this elaborate performance. I quit drama for a reason. I sucked." The auburn-haired girl laughed lightly; her eyes focused on the two boys joining them at their table. Like (Y/N) predicted, Glen, scooped up the remainder of her yoghurt, throwing away the container before sitting down by his woman. "Afternoon ladies." He joked kissing her cheek, his moustache brushing against her cheek. "How was class?" she asked closing her study books. "No more talk about school, please." Jake groaned. "Okay Saturday night, we’re having a house party, as 'members' of the team, you are obligated to attend." The girls sighed lightly knowing it was gonna be a typical night of frat parties. "Okay fine." (Y/N) sighed. The two boys picked themselves back up turning to the salad bar and grabbing themselves a snack. Before the two girls could continue with their conversation, Glen came marching back with a task on his mind. He tilted (Y/N)'s head with his hand making her lips accessible to his own. With a light butterfly motion, he kissed her passionately pulling as much emotion as he could into it. once he released her, he looked down at her small smile her eyes twinkling back at him. "Missed you, Cherry" He whispered pulling her bottom lips with his teeth before catching up to Jake.

"Well, there goes my plan." (Y/N) muttered. "Oh, and what plans were those?" Beverly asked tidying her study guide before Jake could spill anything on it. "I think Glens waited enough." She whispered. "But it's only been a month? Come on (Y/N) he can wait a bit longer." Bev tried to convince her friend, not trusting the captain to do anything stupid to hurt her. "I know I know. But to be honest. I can't wait." She admitted. Her friend's eyes shot up shocked at the idea of (Y/N) finally feeling comfortable with someone. And that person being Captain Glen McReynolds of all people. "Seriously?" She nodded her head. "He wouldn't be doing all these things with me if he didn't want to be with me. Right?"

"I mean I guess not." Bev admitted, "If you're okay with it then go for it. just be careful, okay?"

The party had quickly been set up with different activities for the guys to enjoy their usual party guests. Girls. Lots and lots of girls. (Y/N) was quick to adjust to the number of women surrounding the boys, not minding it unless Glen did something stupid. But he never did. He didn't even speak to them anymore. (Y/N) and Bev stepped into the house instantly being drawn to the mattress slide they had made on the staircase. Thank God that wasn't one of the things (Y/N) needed to fix because that would have been a big problem. "Welcome to the party ladies, Jakes is in the backyard with Justin and Mac on the balcony." The two girls thanked Nesbit as he picked up another girl to take down the 'slide.' "This is gonna be the best." She heard Plummer speak. The balcony was full to the brim with different bottles, fruit and buckets full of jungle juice. Glen, being one of the teammates to help with the punch. "That's some pussy shit. It tastes like fruit punch." Coma groaned. Glen sighed heavily picking up another bottle of vodka to please him. "All right, so this is about done." The group agreed, taking a swig. "Well, if I want to get blackout drunk, I know what to drink." (Y/N) joked drawing Glen’s attention towards her.

Once again, she matched what he was wearing, red. Cherry red tight trousers with black pumps, a white crop top pushing her breasts up and a black leather jacket. He was stunned. "Damn, baby." He groaned quickly wrapping his strong arms around her waist. His hands clutched her ass tightly making her smile brightly. "Hello to you too tenant." She giggled placing her painted lips on his own, lipstick sticking to his facial hair. "You look fucking amazing, Cherry." He grunted. "You're killing me (Y/N). You're killing me." The girl pulled herself away brushing the red tint off his lips. "Well, enjoy tonight. Come find me when the party dies down." As Bev pulled her along Glen watched her tight ass walk away, making their way to the kitchen for their stash of drink he hid the night before. "Do you think you'll get lucky tonight?" coma asked. "God, I hope so. She's really testing me." He murmured finishing off the bottle of vodka in his hands.

The two girls enjoyed their time, taking a turn at the mattress slide together and attempting the dizzy batting practice Jake and Justin were doing. For a bit, Glen joined them clearly the drunkest he had ever been. She was glad he had enjoyed himself, but he clearly wouldn't be in the mindset to have sex for the first time which upset her. but she knew at the sound of her approval he would come running to her. "(Y/N) I bet you could do a keg stand," Nesbit asked setting up a new keg that Alex tried to finish. "Not a chance in this outfit id flash everyone." She smiled finishing her beer. "I'll shield you Cherry come on give it a go." She shook her head taking the drink away from Glen before he could get any drunker. "No way I draw the line at getting as drunk as you are tonight." (Y/N) quickly chucked the remainder of his drink away into the bushes. "Why don't we get you some water Mac?" she asked brushing his hair out his face. He tried his best to nod his head as she sat him down on the steps of the porch "I'll be back in a sec." she quickly wandered off into the kitchen filling a glass of clear liquid. "how's it going?" Beverly asked leaning against the counter with Jake following close behind her. "I don't think tonight's the night." She mumbled disappointedly. "he's so drunk." Bev agreed reassuring her the time would come eventually.

(Y/N) walked back over to where she had left Glen realising there was no sign of him. "Glen?" she called getting nothing back. She followed the wood floorboards to the stairs seeing no sign of Glen so far. As she made it to the landing sounds of moans and groans entered her ears. Someone was clearly enjoying themselves. She finally made it to the room she had just finished renovating that week the sounds of moans grew louder. Shocked, she placed her ear to the door, someone was definitely in there. (Y/N) attempted to open the door. Locked. Glen never locked the door. Ever. She stepped back downstairs panic radiating off her body. "Kenny?" she called hoping to God it was him in the room and not her 'loyal' boyfriend. The co-captain leaned out of the living room his attention focused on the frantic girl. "what's up?" he asked marching towards her once he noticed the fear in her eyes. "There are moans coming from your room. And the doors locked." She stuttered. Kenny's brows arched in confusion. His hands entered her trouser pocket in worry feeling around for something in particular. "I had the key." He explained. "Glen wanted it locked so nobody could trash it." (Y/N) quickly put two and two together realising it must have been her boyfriend in the room. "Only he knew where the key was." Kenny sighed. "It's gone from my pocket."

The two raced back up the stairs praying it wasn't true. Kenny had such hope for his captain. The girl he had pinned over had brought out the best in him. He had stopped caring about sex, and girls and focused on her and even more focused on class and baseball. His attempts to impress her helped him and the team. And Kenny didn't want Glen to ruin this for himself. Kenny leaned against the door, hearing the same sounds as (Y/N) had earlier on. "It might not be him (Y/N) don't panic straight away please ill find the key-" Before he could say anymore, a name was moaned. "Oh fuck, Glen." The voice spoke earning a sigh of anger from Kenny. He turned towards his landlord, the tears already streaming down her once-painted face, mascara following the tears like tar. "(Y/N)." He attempted to speak but he was too late she was already racing down the stairs to escape the party. "Beverly! Jake"

Halfway down the road, (Y/N) held her pumps in her hands, arms wrapped around her for some sort of support. "(Y/N)! Wait" a voice shouted. She turned around seeing Bev out of breath and just as angry as Kenny looked. Without uttering a word, be wrapped herself around her friend. The two of them fell to the ground in defeat. "I'm such an idiot." (Y/N) cried. "I'm so dumb." Her once-walled heart had completely shattered into millions of pieces at just a simple sound. A moan of her man’s name had her crumbling like a crumb on the ground. She never wanted to feel like this again. But here she was once again because of a boy. A heartless, selfish boy she thought he wouldn’t be. For once in her life, she wished she had listened to the girls around her all begging her not to get attached, not to engage. But she did and now she was paying the price.

Back at the house, Kenny walked around hoping what he heard was bullshit. But he couldn't see Glen at all, and until the door opened, they wouldn't know for sure.

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Part - 4 : We shall Everybody wants some!! (Glen McReynolds X Reader)

Author’s note: So, this is the 4th part of this series! Hope you guys like it! And I’m so sorry for updating it so lately. I have been busy and still am. But I tried to write this yet. Hopefully you guys like it.

Warnings : none.

Glen was getting ready in the bathroom for the date. He was applying some cologne, well a lot of cologne but not too much to his neck and chest, rubbing it to his skin while staring at his reflection in the vanity mirror. He placed the bottle on the counter beside him and started rubbing the liquid to his chest when Plummer walked inside along with Jake. Jake was setting his hair and Glen was still getting ready when Plummer took the cologne bottle and applied a very little bit of it to his neck. 

“What are you doing?” Glen asked him, looking at the boy as if he’s a measly teenager when the said boy kept the bottle back in its former place.

“Put- putting it on” Plummer replied.

“First time wearing cologne?” Glen asked him.

“No”

“Get it on there, man. Get it under your arms and on your chest” Glen told him and went back to staring at his reflection in the mirror.

“ Don't just put it on your neck. Come on” he added, while setting the collar of his shirt.

“I don't know, man. Too much of this smells like cat piss” Plummer said while Glen took a comb and started setting his hair.

“Yeah, no shit” Jake said while walking out of the room.

Glen looked at Plummer and wondered “Trying to help you out, and you're gonna question me?”

He then looked back at the mirror and muttered “Jesus.”

He then stoop towards it to get a closer look at his face and said “I'm telling you, man, chicks dig this shit. All right? Now you can come back here and do the five-knuckle shuffle all night if you want to. I don't really care” brushing his moustache.

“What's the five-knuckle shuffle?” Brumley asked, walking into the room when Glen stood straight.

“Jesus, freshman, figure it out, man” Glen muttered in exasperation and walked out of the room.

(Y/N)’s room was in a whole mess with her clothes scattered everywhere. Emily was laid on (Y/N)’s bed on her stomach while staring at (Y/N) and giving her a few reviews about the clothes she’s wearing.

“This one looks pretty good too” Emily said while (Y/N) twirled around in front of her, showing off the sleeveless light blue dress she’s wearing.

“I still think this isn’t good. Hell, I hated this dress when my mom forced me to buy this one. I look like a wannabe nun in this” (Y/N) checking herself out in front of the mirror.

She then sighed and peeled the dress off of her. Emily whistled when she saw the red lacy lingerie that (Y/N)’s wearing.

“McReynolds’s surely getting laid today” Emily said with a smirk, making (Y/N) blush a thousand shades red.

“Shut up, Emily!” (Y/N) exclaimed.

She strutted towards her closet and sighed looking at the dresses inside it. She then grabbed a sleeveless maroon dress with a thick black belt at the waist and wore it.

She twirled in front of the mirror looking at herself and muttered “Perfect.”

“Oh, thank god! I thought that you’ll never find a dress for this date!” Emily groaned and slumped completely down onto the bed.

(Y/N) smiled and walked over to the dressing table to slightly curl her hair.

Just when she finished getting ready, a knock was heard in the dorm room, making Emily to sit up lazily while (Y/N) looked at Emily like a deer caught in headlights.

“Oh, my god! I think he’s here!” (Y/N) rambled, slightly freaking out.

Emily rolled her eyes and said “Oh my god! Stop it! It’s not the first time you’re seeing McReynolds and it’s definitely not the first time you’re about to talk to him.You are (Y/N) (L/N)! So, pull your big girl panties up and open the fucking door before he thinks that you’re bailing.”

(Y/N) looked at herself, one last time in the mirror, grabbed her purse, wore her black heels and walked towards the front door. After taking a huge breath, she opened the door and looked at him. Glen. Her heart started beating rapidly, looking at him, who looked so handsomely confident as always, with a bouquet of red roses in his hand. Her favorite flowers.

“Glen” (Y/N) said, giving him a small smile.

“(Y/N)” Glen said and gave her the red roses which accepted gladly.

He took a step towards her, kissed the corner of her mouth and said “You look beautiful as always.”

(Y/N) being (Y/N) blushed making him smile.

“Good god! Now whisk her out of here! I need to get ready” Emily said, standing right behind (Y/N), making (Y/N) jump in surprise while Glen looked at Emily with narrowed eyes.

(Y/N) was about to go back inside to put the flowers into a vase, but Emily beat her to it, saying “It’s okay. I’ll put them in the vase. And oh! I’m not gonna be here tonight. So the dorm’s all yours” and took the flowers from (Y/N).

“Emily!” (Y/N) looked at her with narrowed eyes while Glen just laughed.

“Sorry sorry. Okay. You guys should go. Have fun you two!” Emily said and practically pushed (Y/N) out and onto Glen, who caught her immediately. 

Before (Y/N) could yell at Emily, Emily closed the door, making (Y/N) roll her eyes.

“So, shall we?” Glen asked, holding out his hand for her with a smile on his face, making (Y/N) look at him then his hand.

“We shall” (Y/N) said with a smile, placing her hand into his.

With that, the two of the walked towards his car.

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cherry bomb pt 1 glen Mcreynolds x reader

everybody wants some 2016 - Glen McReynolds x reader.

In 1980s Texas, college athlete Jake Bradford moves into the communal house of his baseball team. The roommates soon begin to navigate the ups and downs of growing up unsupervised. The houses are in need of renovation bringing in the new landlord that quickly takes Glen McReynolds, captain, of the team, interest.

Word count – 20,996 in total

The baseball team was known throughout campus, with tons of sex and lots of broken hearts. Glen McReynolds being one of the biggest heartthrobs in his senior year. if he took a girl home it was for one thing. Sex. That evening though was different, it was a surprisingly quiet one with games of ping pong, basketball and a lot of beer. The freshers were already introduced, settled in and partly drunk due to the booze at the jolly fox. It was fun until the phone rang. The team captain answered the phone realising it was their coach. The coach spoke in a rush explaining to the senior he would be coming to the house to cover the year. "See you in a bit coach." As McReynolds hung up the phone to his coach, he raced downstairs shouting for his team in a panicked haze placing the device on the bench outside his bedroom. "Coach is coming in 10 minutes, get rid of the beer!" he bellowed. Everyone vaulted from their stations racing around the house to collect the broken bottles and cans. Kenny and Glen prioritized the fresh supply hiding it at the back of the garden between the mess they had already made and the wild weeds.

As they finished up their extreme clean, Finn watched the coach pull in along with another truck. a teal blue Ford pickup shaking from the volume of a song cherry bomb. As he kept watching, a girl jumped out the driver’s side, her ass facing towards the window blocking a view of her face. "Look, alive gentleman." As she turned around, the rest of the group landed on the sofa observing her with amazement. "This one's got a nice ass," Kenny muttered. Glen stayed silent watching her thighs as she walked alongside their coach. The woman wasn't as tall as the guys but stood with more confidence than most of the girls they hung around with. her skin was tanned from the Texan sun, with (H/C) fluffy locks styled to frame her cheeks. He watched her shake hands with the coach with a strong grip her (E/C) eyes sparkled in the summer sun. She was wearing cobalt denim shorts that cut off just above the start of her ass and a navy-blue crop top. Her lean neck was decorated with a thin silver chain just brushing her collarbone. She seemed a lot different to the girls they usually brought home. She walked with confidence, and independence but still portrayed a hint of shyness. "Holy shit."

The coach and the female stepped into the run-down house; the older man immediately ordered the group to sit on the sofas in the living room. Each guy that followed in eyed the young woman in shock she quickly stepped back, slightly feeling uncomfortable. "If you haven't met yet, I'd like to introduce you to the new guys on the team." The coach started. "Freshman Ty Plummer, catcher. Stand up, Ty. Come on, son. Alex Brumley, outfield. Sit down. All right. Jake Bradford and Billy Autrey, both freshman pitchers." Each boy stood up with a small wave before sitting back down on either their seat or on the floor. Glen ignored the freshers, keeping his gaze on the girl as she fiddled with her chain awkwardly. "Also, I'm taking a leap this year on two transfers, trying to shore up our pitching staff. From California, senior Charlie Willoughby. Stand up, Willoughby. And from Detroit, Jay Niles." As Jay stood up swinging a strange item in his hand, he winked towards the lady making her roll her eyes with a disgusted look. She could already tell he was gonna be the pain of the group. He was smug, with an ego probably bigger than himself. "All right. For you vets, I expect you to show the new guys around. Hopefully, be a positive influence on them. I'd appreciate that, all right? Okay, for the eight of you living in this house and the eight of you living next door, there's gonna be some guidelines for living here."

Finally, the coach turned his attention to the girl as she moved forward. "This is (Y/N) (S/N), your new landlord." The boys all leaned over in surprise. She was their age possibly a senior. How could she be their landlord? "She been generous enough to donate these houses to help with the overcrowding situation in athletic dorms, and we've agreed to be responsible for them." She owned the two houses. How was that possible, Glen thought. "So, two rules. Number one. No alcohol in these houses, okay? It's against school policy. Need I say more? Now, we can't stop you from having a drink down at that Jolly Fox and Sound Machine, or whatever. You're all over eighteen, all right? Just no booze in this house. Okay. Number two, and it's a biggie, gentlemen..." (Y/N) smiled lightly and snickered making Glen watch her before turning his attention. the coach spoke something he didn't want to hear.

"No girls upstairs in those bedrooms." Each boy let out a giant growl. "Yup. I'm sorry. She's gonna have to take it back to her place or, if you want, you can spend as much time as you like together down here. There's plenty of room in both these houses for socializing. So, if you just gotta bring some little gal back to the house, you keep her buns downstairs. You got it? Don't want the program taken down by a piece of poontang." The coach turned towards (Y/N) again stepping back as she started to speak. "Okay guys, I'm gonna be around for a few months. The plan is to get the houses in order and up to code. For now, I'm gonna focus on the kitchen ceiling so whoever's rooming above it for the time being I need your stuff out of that room." Kenny and Glen both raised their hands. "We'll get that sorted before we head out tonight," Kenny promised she nodded her head in thanks. "To add to that. (Y/N) has my personal number, if you boys do anything to upset make her uncomfortable and I find out about it, there will be consequences. I'm not gonna lose these houses because you boys couldn't be respectful." Each boy nodded their head, Niles rolled his eyes but still nodded.

"Okay, that's it. Voluntary practice is on Sunday. That's players-only now. Rulebook says I can't be on the field, so I'll see you fellas on Monday. Be responsible out there this weekend, okay? Think before you do something stupid, please." Glen pushed himself off the sofa alerting (Y/N) to his presence. She couldn't deny he was handsome. They were the same age, so she knew of him and his reputation. "All right. Mac, you got something?" His dark hair was styled thick and neck length with a matching moustache sitting on his top lip. His eyes were sharp fern green and intense. His body was typical of a sport major muscular thick and strong. "Yeah. Hey, new guys, listen up. Just so you know, "voluntary" means mandatory, okay? Everybody's got to be there. If you're not there, then you probably don't care about beating those fuckers from Arizona. And if you're not serious about that, you might as well go home." from the way he spoke she could tell how seriously he took the baseball league. A true leader in his major.

"If you guys don't mind, I'm gonna get started and have a look at the ceiling before you all leave. I'm assuming you’re heading to the sound machine." (Y/N) asked as the coach left in the car speeding out the drive. "I'll show you to the kitchen." Glen voiced pointing towards the door leading to the room. "Thanks..." she paused pretending to not know whom he was, not wanting his ego to balloon. "Glen McReynolds." He shook her smaller hand feeling her look him up and down with a leer on her plump rose lips. "Well, the ceilings are pretty much on the verge of collapse." He laughed as she turned her attention back to the room. The once white ceiling was now a murky grey, decorated with multiple cracks and chips. "No kidding." She muttered. As Glen watched her leap onto the counter, the boys peeked around the doorframe observing her tight ass almost in their captain's face. "Sorry." She spoke tapping the creaking wood as he turned to his teammates with a finger to his lips in a shushing motion, not wanting his group to ruin his view. He turned back round to the new landlord as she pulled out a blade dangling from her van keys, stabbing the ceiling with light momentum. she twisted it, black shavings fall out like it was snowing. "Damn it," she grumbled, dusting it off her shoulders and stepping down. "Looks like you've got a bad case of dry rot. 'I'll have to replace the whole ceiling." Glen stood in fright, worrying about the cost of such a replacement but stopped as she observed him a petite smile plastered on her cheeks. "don't worry about the money I can see your brain trying to figure out how much it is." She giggled delicately nudging his shoulder as she wandered towards the stairs towards the upper level. "Well, it is kinda my fault." He spoke. "How is wood rot your fault, McReynolds." She asked opening to door to his and Kenny's bedroom. "Oh."

A waterbed. A half-full waterbed. (Y/N) tried her best to hold in her laughter but Mac caught her. He liked seeing her laugh. The faint wrinkles under her nose when she stretched her skin to form a beautiful smile. "don't knock it till you try it miss landlord." She walked towards the cold mattress; she poked it giggling as it jiggled. "No thanks. Can't imagine sleeping on it let alone fucking on it." she laughed, "It would be like fucking on a pool float." Mac joined in on the amusement. He could already feel himself getting comfortable with the smaller female. Her aura was like a beacon of light like colours had been reintroduced to him. "Oh, believe me. It’s heaven." As the laughter died down Glen called out to Kenny hearing him marched up the stairs to join them. "Ready to get moving?" he asked, Glen nodded his head. "I'll try and finish the floor as fast as possible, but it depends on how quickly my dad can get the supplies cross our fingers, tomorrow." The boys nodded making sure she knew it wouldn't be a problem. (Y/N) watched the two guys carry their stuff into the hallway slightly enjoying the view of their clenching muscles and sweaty bodies. "Enjoying the view miss Landlord." Mac joked with a wink. As she lightly blushed, muttering a shut up towards the captain, making him laugh.

As the sun started to set (Y/N) moved her tools inside the house placing them just outside Glen and Kenny's room. "You know (Y/N) you can happily stay the night if it means you get more work done, we definitely don't mind at all." Finn joked as he rested on the windowsill. She rolled her eyes holding back a chuckle as she punched his shoulder. "Fuck off sex pest." She hid her blush from the blonde watching Glen finally finish setting up his base for the next few days. "Hey (Y/N). If you need any help with the house don't hesitate to ask. I'd be happy to lend a hand." The captain followed her down the stairs and to her truck eyeing her up and down one last time. He briefly noticed a small black mark down the side of her inner thigh where the fabric of her shorts pulled away. A tattoo? "I'm a big girl captain, don't need to worry about me. I've been doing houses like this since I was thirteen. This job might be an easy one for me anyway." Glen picked up her bag that sat on the dusty drive placing it on her passenger seat. While doing so, he trapped the girl between her car and his body the blush returning to her cheeks as she smelt his musk. The smell was addicting already. It was clear he had done some sort of exercise that day as his smell was strong of sweat but to her it was irresistible. The rest of his scent was a strong cologne mostly around his chest where her head levelled with his body. "And whys that miss landlord." He asked looking down at her smaller figure. He too was taking in her scent, a hint of vanilla but the main smell was like a sour sweet. Maybe a cherry or strawberry. He couldn't tell just yet. "I'll have some very entertaining tenants to stop me getting bored." He smiled widely loving the sight of her own smile. "You going to sound machine tonight?" she nodded her head following him to the driver’s side not expecting him to open the door for her like a gentleman. "I'll be wearing a pink two-piece, if you decide to come looking for me." Glen couldn't understand this girl. She seemed confident with him but nothing like the confident girls they usually brought back to fuck. From what he witnessed earlier with Finn, she was embarrassed by the innuendos and flirting. But his actions only made her blush and add to his flirtatious comments. "Is that an invitation to come to find you?" he asked shutting her door and leaning on her closed window. "However, you want to interpret it, McReynolds." She whispered swiftly driving away from the house sighing lightly as her heartbeat slowed down finally.

Glen walked back into the house, a big smile under his dark facial hair. He noticed all the guys watching like hawks from the doorway and up to the staircase. "Well, well well, captain." Nesbit laughed the rest of the group moving away and sitting on the sofas beers in hand. "Looks like she likes what she sees." Kenny joked. Glen sat down by his fellow senior a cold beer entering his hands before he could ask for one. "She seems fun," Jake spoke up. "Fun?! She's awesome." Finn argued. Niles sauntered inside the living space placing down the item he had been swinging since the landlord was introduced. "I call dibs. I want a piece of that ass" Jay ordered brushing out his facial hair with a sinister smile, Glen didn't like the look of that smile. "Hold on there, raw dawg, I think she's already chosen our captain." Nes argued making Mac laugh with pride. "she's not some piece of meat for you to hunt Detroit. Coach said to be respectful so do it." Glen stepped closer to the rebellious teammate; an intense stare plastered on his face. "Seriously Niles, don't mess this up for all of us. If we lose this house because of you, you're off the team." He threatened to hear the transfer student huff in disagreement. He didn't know why he was defending the girl he had only just met. Maybe he liked her maybe he just respected her. He couldn't tell.

(Y/N) finally laid down in her bed the teal cover wrapping around her legs, and she held onto the phone she was using. "I'm serious Bev, these guys are hilarious." She spoke clutching a pillow under her chest for support. Beverly, her art friend sighed heavily over the line knowing the group she had just introduced herself to well. "Remember (Y/N) not all of them are good news. That Glen McReynolds, the captain, there are all sorts of rumours about him." (Y/N) blew a raspberry, knowing she was right. There was barely anything good going around about McReynolds. But the dark-haired stallion seemed so nice and fun around her. It was a tough thought for the girl. Was he acting around the guys or was he acting around her? "I'll have to see Bev. I can't deny he is really sexy. I've got to go I’ll speak to you soon." As she hung up the phone, (Y/N) pulled herself up picked up the two-piece garments and headed to the bathroom.

As night fell on the campus, the baseball team sauntered their way into the sound machine. The building was filled with young men and women some drunker than others some hornier than others. The baseball team scattered themselves on the dance floor drawing woman after woman into their dance of lust, but Glen hadn't joined them. McReynolds sat comfortably in a booth with Kenny, but for the first time in a while, there was no girl clinging to him. He sat alone arms resting across the bag of the sofa with Kenny eyeing his sober companion. "Come on Mac what's your deal tonight?" Kenny questioned, taking his shot with no expression as the two girls surrounding him did the same. Glen took his shot, as he surveyed the girls he usually went for circling like vultures. He never realised how many girls he had used over the 3 years of college until now. There were at least four there that night just watching him almost begging him to come over. "I don't know man," he confessed. "Look dude, get your head out of the clouds. (Y/N) is a respectable girl do you really think she'll even give you or any of us a chance? You're a stud. The king of college pussy. And I'm sure she knows all about that, the rumours don't exactly do you any favours." McReynolds downed another shot slamming it down on the coffee table. "I know man. but... I don't know maybe it's time to pack it in. It’s our last two years of college, maybe it's time to grow up." Kenny stared his captain down intensely. Since (Y/N) had stepped out of her van he could tell Mac had almost changed completely without even realising it. he didn't know whether to be happy for his friend or concerned.

Later into the night, groups of people filled the dance floor one particular group of girls including (Y/N). They pushed their way to the bar ordering their shots as they continued their conversation, they had been having all night. "Look (Y/N), I get it he's cute, but if you want something more what's the point? He's just gonna break your heart as soon as you tell him you don't want to have sex." Her friend spoke licking the salt off her hand for a tequila shot. "I don't know. They really don't seem as bad as the rumours say. He was sweet." the young girl picked up her shot necking it back like it was nothing. "It's bullshit honey all bullshit. You deserve more than that."

Finn sat himself down next to Glen finishing his beer in one last gulp. "Eyes on the bar Mac. Your future wife has arrived." He joked. Glen quickly snapped his attention to the bar seeing her suck on a lime her friend had secured between her teeth. "Well...that I definitely didn't expect from her." He was not expecting to see her doing make-out shots. She didn't seem the type of girl to do those sorts of games "Wake up man she's not worth it." Jay mocked collapsing down by Finn. The group rolled their eyes trying too hard to ignore him. "she's just another weirdo. A bitch. She Ain’t gonna give you jack shit. You know from that little show I bet she's a lesbian" Before Jay could continue his rant, Glen got up, making his way over to the girl. "Shut the fuck up, Niles. your just mad she's got her eye on Mac and not you." Finn argued.

She wore a two-piece top and skirt with hot blush and with floral design all over in a lighter shade of pink. Tiny pom poms decorated the top and bottom brushing her thighs. Her enchanting legs were accentuated by a pair of neon orange heels that made her the same height as McReynolds. Her fluffy hair was curled around her face framing it perfectly with the orange liner she had on her lids. "Have a nice evening, miss landlord." He spoke softly leaning on the bar as her friends gasped. He had dressed in a light orange shirt, tight blue jeans and a deep pink belt wrapped around his waist. The group of boys knew he added the pink to match her. "Hello, tenant. Having a good night?" she asked. She ignored her friends whispering behind her focusing all her attention on him. He nodded his head eyeing her up and down as if he didn't that afternoon, the light tattoo markings on her leg were slightly more exposed showing a word. bomb? "No girl tonight, McReynolds?" she asked continuing her assault on the lime in her fingers, the juices trickling down her digits. "Not yet. I had a particular one in mind. She's very smart, extremely cute and currently, is being a tease with that lime in her cute little mouth." She let out a muffled laugh placing the lime down in her empty glass. The same red blush from earlier decorated her cheeks making his smirk wider. "I think you're getting too confident McReynolds. I don't drop my panties for just anyone." She told him sternly. "Well, it's a good job all I want is a dance tonight." She smiled wider looking down at his open hand begging her to take it. "Sure." She took hold of his larger hand; he felt her smooth skin as he place his second hand around her waist. "she's gonna get her heart crushed." Her friends spoke watching the two join the rest of the baseball team on the dance floor.

The team quickly changed their attention from their dance partners to their captain. the smile under his thick dark moustache was the biggest they had seen since college started. He led (Y/N)'s hips swaying side by side as the two laughed and talked above the loud music. "You confuse me." He started wrapping his hands around her waist pulling her closer. "You are completely shy when it comes to the other guys. I mean you completely blew off Finn's joke earlier. but with me you’re fine, you smile try and flirt back." Her hands went up to his neck curling the pieces of hair that brushed his neck in between her fingers. Their hips still danced to the beat of the music, but they slowly started drowning out the music. "I guess I just feel comfortable around you Glen." She confessed. "I'm glad you do." he slowed down their pace pushing her front closer to his own in an attempt to bring the beautiful red colour back. He succeeded. "We have baseball practice in the afternoon Sunday, you should come. I can show you why I was chosen as captain."

The team slowly made their way to their booth expect one. Their captain. Kenny and Finn watched the two, laughing as their friend got deeper and deeper into the trance of love. "he's already whipped." Finn commented. Jay quickly snapped his attention to the two examining their dance of sexual frustration. "Fucking idiot." He muttered. "Jealous much Detroit." Kenny laughed. Jay rolled his eyes necking his drink. "The raw dog doesn't get jealous. Especially when it comes to that frigid bitch." The two older students looked at each other mentally agreeing jay was jealous due to his lack of pussy. "Do you think he has a chance here?" Finn asked. "Oh yeah look at her she's mad for him. it's up to him though."

(Y/N) watched Glen as his hands got tighter around her waist loving the feeling of his larger fingers tracing her body. "Am I going to regret trusting you, Glen?" She asked seriously. "I hope not (Y/N). I really like you." He confessed. Her (E/C) orbs widened at his confession smiling brightly. "Then I'll come to practice. You better get a home run for me." The two laughed continuing their dance. Both feel like they can't let each other go just yet.

Seeing the run-down house made (Y/N) beam. Another day surrounded by surprisingly fun and pleasant baseball players. She was more excited knowing Glen would be there, but she wouldn't let him know how he made her feel just yet. She quickly jumped out of the car and grabbed hold of her favourite tool of all. her very used axe. "Hello, my friend." She joked to herself tying her hair up again and pulling her sleeves up.

"Here comes the landlord," Plummer called the boys all whistling towards Mac who surprisingly was not dressed in lounge clothes and was sat in jeans as a tight grey crop shirt. The boys could tell something had quickly changed about their captain. all night he had been ignoring girls, where he would usually be quick to eye up his next victim for the weekend even when (Y/N) left the bar he carried on ghosting women. His mind seemed to be in another world. They assumed it was their new friend. And they loved it. "Aww, poor Mac. I don't think I've ever seen you so desperate for pussy." Finn joked earning a hard smack from the captain. "Shut up Finnigan. Just trying to make her feel comfortable." Glen could defend himself all he liked but he knew they were right. "You mean comfortable around the stud of campus. Glen heartbreaker McReynolds." He couldn't get the beautiful, independent woman out of his head. He didn't know how he felt. Weak? Vulnerable? Whatever it was he was conflicted about whether he liked it or not. he knew one thing for sure. He liked her. "Sure, you are." Jay groaned marching himself upstairs to his room with a hard slam.

The girl was wearing a short jumpsuit made of blue denim, a tie in the middle pulling her waist in to show off her curves. The top buttons were slightly undone if another button came off her chest would be out. Her chain from yesterday was on and a large axe was swinging in her hands. "Morning gentleman." She smiled leaning the axe on her shoulders. God, she was sexy, Glen thought. He looked down at the tattoo again. Nothing but the bomb word poking through still. "I'm gonna be taking down the ceiling could you guys clear out the kitchen?" the group all agreed quickly getting to work on the task. "Oh, Glen. Have you got another axe by any chance?" Mac suddenly brought his attention back to her. Her eyes twinkled towards him like disco balls. "Yeah, in the garage." He said confused. "Go find it and come give me a hand upstairs." As she left to get started Glen raced towards the garden stopping as Kenny ruffled his hair annoying him. "Get some alone time with her dude!"

(Y/N) slowly ran her axe along her lines on the floor she had made yesterday, showing her where the rot had spread from the wound. She cut lightly into the wood to loosen it up but not enough to send it flying down on the group below just yet. As she finished up, McReynolds finally joined her telling her the kitchen was empty. She took hold of the axe in his hand brushing her fingers along his own. Her skin was slightly rough from her job but still soft, he was starting to like the feeling of her skin. "Take a hit at something other than baseballs, captain." she joked pointing the axe towards a plank of healthy wood. "Okay so this plank hasn't been cut yet there are two pieces currently holding the whole thing in place. when I say three give it the hardest hit you've got." She instructed. She passed the axe back over to the baseball player not expecting him to pull her into his muscular chest. "I don't know about the floor. But ill defiantly be hitting something. Maybe this fine woman leaning on my crotch." He groaned leaning his face into her soft hair. With a big sigh, she pushed herself away rolling her eyes playfully as she tried to hide her blush. "Good luck with that McReynolds, remember what I said last night. I don't drop my panties for just anyone." She spoke swaying over to the other side of the room. "And stop looking at my ass McReynolds focus on the axe. Don't want to lose a finger." The captain laughed through his breath. "No mam." She couldn't tell if she liked this attention. (Y/N) reminded herself of what Beverly had said the night before. The heartbreak, being left alone in bed in the morning. Was it worth it for this guy? She didn't know. But she knew she wanted him in a way she never wanted a guy before.

"Okay, one two, three." The two seniors took a big swing smacking the wood. Nothing "again. One, two, three." Another hard swing. Nothing again. "Leave it," she ordered. Glen rested the axe on his shoulder listening to the sound of cracking wood. "Step back." She grabbed hold of his shirt as the floor slowly sunk to the lower level with a hard bang. It looked like the main kitchen appliances had survived but the dead wood had shattered pretty much everywhere it had room to land. "That was pretty cool." He admitted. "I'd suggest getting takeout tonight." She joked laying her axe by her tool bag. "Can I use the phone I need to call my dad." He nodded his head looking down at the floor in a hunt for the phone cord. He took hold of her hand following the small cord into Beuter's room. "Beuter times up need the phone for work. hurry up." He ordered banging on the door. "What?" she asked her head tilting along with her ponytail. "Beuter hogs the phone to call his girl. Whom we suspect is also his cousin." (Y/N) lightly laughed punching his shoulder at the horrific joke. "Gross." The fresher quickly opened the door holding the phone out with a sorry. (Y/N) quickly picked up the phone thanking Glen as he left her in private. "Hey, Dad!"

The group rested on the sofa eyes locked on the tv screen. Glen laid his body down, his lower stomach exposed from the crop top. Before the guys could continue the show, Billy marched down the stairs carrying bags on his shoulders. "Hey, Beuter, you leaving us already?" Kenny laughed acknowledging the country boy carrying his stuff down the stairs. "Running home to Mama, Perkins?" Billy slammed his bags down on the ground in annoyance. "Come on, y'all, my name Ain't Beuter. Okay, guys? It's Billy Autrey." "Bullshit!" Glen interrupted, "It’s Beuter Perkins until we tell you otherwise. Now, where are you going, BP? You running back to that corn-fed girlfriend of yours already?" Glen joked taking a swig of his beer. "No, sir, I'll be back Sunday for practice." Once the kitchen had finally been cleared out the rest of the group joined in on the bantering. "Well, well, well! Looks like Beuter Perkins is getting laid this weekend. Huh? You finally trading in that phone for the real thing?" Dale laughed. "Shoot, y'all. Man, guys, she says she might be pregnant." As the words left his mouth (Y/N) stood behind him. her signature blush all over her cheeks and nose. "I came in at the wrong time." She muttered earning a smile from the captain.

She placed the phone on the coffee table thanking Glen for letting her use it. The captain swung his legs around allowing her a place on the sofa. As she sat down, he passed her a beer and swung his legs to the rest of her soft thighs with a wink. Her cheeks flushed with more colour at his move making him laugh under his breath. He already loved the colour her cheeks went from his actions towards her. "Yeah, man, that's what she says." Billy continued the conversation. "How late is she?" Jake asked. "She's a day late." The jeering quickly started confusing the poor country bumpkin. (Y/N) Heavily sighed a typical boy who had no idea how periods work. "Are you shittin' me Beuter? She's one day late on her period, and she's giving you shit?" Plummer groaned. "Billy. You're a dumbass." (Y/N) added making the guys laugh. "Even (Y/N) knows what's up. Listen, dude, she's just testing you to gauge your response. Are you the guy who says, "Don’t worry, I'll pay for the abortion," or do you start talking about marriage, which is what she's hoping for? Either way though, at this point, you're fucked. Give up Beuter Perkins." Glen leant up slightly shuffling (Y/N) closer to him. The warmth of his body radiated off him onto her. " No trust me, man, she's not fucking pregnant, all right? We've all been through shit like this. Except for Nes, of course, 'cause he's still a virgin. Look, she's just taking your little chicken-fried nuts and she's running them through the wringer, okay?" (Y/N) nodded her head calming Billy down knowing a girl agreed with what McReynolds was saying to him. "She's just giving you shit for it because you left her back on the farm with all the other little pigs you used to fuck." The laughter erupted in the room at the thought (Y/N) included covering her mouth trying not to snort from the strength of her laughter. "I Ain't never put it in a pig! What do I say to her if she is? (Y/N) what would you want to hear?"

The girl quickly stopped laughing embarrassed by the boy’s question. "God, I don't know I've never had to worry about that." She spoke leaning up to get her beer from the coffee table. "I don't believe that for a second." Finn laughed, "You’re extremely hot, funny and have a good laugh. Guys must be lining up for you." As she finished her swig of beverage, she shook her head. "I've only been with one guy, and he was shit and the last two times I've slept with someone were with girls." Each boy's eyes blew up in shock the night before was enough for their fantasies to run wild with the way she kissed her friend for the lime trapped in her mouth. But knowing she's been with a woman the way they had was extremely sexy to them. Especially Glen. "Just take responsibility for it. let her know you know it's not entirely her fault. At the end of the day, it's not up to you what she decides. You can't stop her from keeping it or getting rid of it. it's not your body." Billy quickly snapped out of his fantasy nodding his head at her order. "Seriously (Y/N) you've never had a little slip-up," Kenny asked genuinely curious. Glen could feel the heat from her nervousness. "God no!"

"Stop embarrassing her," Mac ordered interrupting any more questions towards the girl. "School hasn't even started yet and you're well on your way to the official freshman numb-nut of the year award." He continued pointing towards Billy. Before the group could continue the conversation a honk from a van stopped them. "Shit. I forgot" She muttered jumping up forgetting about glens legs resting on her. "that's my dad." she jumped out the door towards the new van parked up by hers. A fairly large man stepped man close to retirement age. The boys quickly sorted themselves out intimidated by his large strong build.

"Hi, daddy!" (Y/N) shouted as he started spinning her around in a crushing hug. "Hey, pumpkin." His voice was extremely strong and rough spooking the group of boys. Glen quickly pulled out his acting skills making himself look more gentlemanly than he was. "Boys! Make yourself useful and grab some planks." McReynolds ordered watching her dad unlock his pickup. They instantly sprung up taking their fair share of the material and taking it upstairs. "Good man, I'm guessing you're the captain of this 'team'." He air quotes confusing Glen looking down at (Y/N) for an explanation. "Dad stop." She spoke, "You’re scaring them." (Y/N) stood herself by Glen making him smile at the smell of her perfume. Sweet with a hint of mint.

Glen stuck his hand out towards the large man trying hard to not show how intimidated he was. "Glen McReynolds sir. "If he thought (Y/N)'s grip was strong, her dad's was ten times stronger. If he wanted to, he could break the college senior's arm. "Finally, someone with the balls to talk to me without pissing themselves. Brian (S/N)." (Y/N) quickly pulled Brian away lightly touching Mac's hand as she did. "Please stop scaring them, Dad. I promise they have been nothing but welcoming." She spoke softly obviously calming her protective parent. "We appreciate what your daughter is doing for us and for letting us live here sir." The older gentleman laughed through his nose looking Mac up and down as (Y/N) walked back into the house, her hips swaying as she took each step. "So...judging by your staring McReynolds, eyeing my little girl like some prize. You've already smitten with her" Glen's palms suddenly felt sweaty. "I can't deny sir, she's probably the most beautiful girl I've ever met. But unless she instigates anything I have no intention of pursuing it." Brian's intense eyes didn't budge from his green orbs. He sighed heavily shaking his head. "Get your boys out here." He ordered.

One by one the boys lined up almost like soldiers in the war shaking from fear. How could such a fun, happy girl come from the balls of such an intimidating, terrifying man? "I'm only gonna say this once boys." He growled pointing his scared fingers at each boy as they gulped. "If my daughter comes home pregnant by one of you sad sacks. I won't hesitate to put a bullet in your empty skulls. I don't care what you think you can pursue here but without my permission, it Ain’t gonna end up being anything." The group quickly nodded their heads with force almost in sync, Glen recognising her father used his own words against him. "Okay Dad I think it's time you go!" as (Y/N) finally joined them outside, she grabbed hold of her dad's arm pulling him back towards his van.

The morning had gone quickly for (Y/N). The planks of woods the boys, fearfully brought in for her had all been set in place and the overworked girl wiped the sweat off her forehead. The boys had decided to take their fun outside hoping to keep out of her way until she needed help. "I'll bet you 10 bucks." Glen and Nesbit had once again set themselves up with a bet, involving an axe and a baseball. "Ten bucks?" Glen questioned taking a swig of his beer. "Yeah. Ten bucks." He picked up the axe tapping the blade along his trainer. "You wanna go... That's steep for you. Best out of three. So, I gotta get two?" the captain started walking back keeping his distance for a good swing. "Yeah, Mac, two." As he readied his axe exposing more of his toned stomach, (Y/N) walked outside wiping her wet face with a towel. Glen watched her intensely; the droplets of sweat made her (S/C) skin shine like liquid gold. "Oh, man. I mean, this is gonna be fun." He snapped himself out of his trance focusing on his teammate. "This is gonna be very fun, Nesbit." He smirked. To him, it was his chance to impress the girl he was drooling over.

"Come on. Come on, Mr Axe. Strong Man." Nesbit grabbed hold of a baseball swinging his arm in preparation. "Anytime," Glen spoke aiming the axe above his neck. Nes’s hand finally left the ball. It moved quickly towards Mac, but he didn't seem fazed by the speed. He swung the axe just as (Y/N) focused on the bet in motion. The ball quickly split into two, almost perfectly in half. "Fuck. I don't believe what I just fucking saw." Brumley looked down at the fallen pieces in shock. "You know how strong you'd have to be to do that?" Kenny replied. (Y/N) picked up the closest piece to her looking at each layer to the ball not realising Glen had joined her with the other piece. He slowly laced his hand with her own placing the second piece in hers. She quickly looked up towards him, his forest green eyes looking deep into her own (E/C) ones. For a split second, he thought she looked down at his lips but brushed it off as a change in the light. Before anything else could be attempted from the baseball player, (Y/N) snapped from their staring contest being alerted to a voice calling to her. "Hey (Y/N) could I borrow you for a sec," Jake asked, the (H/C) haired woman followed the freshman placing both slices of the ball into her pockets. Glen has left in the middle of the path an annoyed expression slapped on his face. "Damn bro, you were eye fucking her." Nesbit chuckled slapping his captain on the back. "Fucking pitcher's gonna get it when she leaves." He groaned.

Jake and (Y/N) sat down in Willoughby's van drinking the beers they had picked up on the way. "Do you know the auburn-haired girl in 307 I think she does drama or something creative?" he asked. "Beverly? Yes, why?" The freshman took a long gulp of beer before continuing. "I want to get to know her, but I don't want to come off as creepy you know?" the landlord sighed heavily drinking her drink thinking. "Well, she's a performing arts student so something creative would work." The two were silent for a moment listening to the groups enjoying the evening sun. As they did Glen looked over watching her lick her lips tasting beer. He listened in on their conversation. He knew he shouldn't be, but he was jealous. He wanted her attention. He wanted to talk to her. "I've got it. since you know where she lives... creep. Draft a poem on a piece of paper with your number on it. tape it to her door with some flowers on it. not a full bouquet just some light flowers like daisies or something. a sweet gesture without looking like a creepy secret stalker." Jake nodded his head taking the idea into mind before smiling heavily. "That sounds perfect. Thanks. I'm guessing you would want that for yourself." She shook her head lightly finishing her bottle.

"I'm not sure what I want to be honest. I've only ever dated one guy and he cheated and the girl I was sleeping with was more of a friend-with-benefits thing rather than a relationship. shows how much I know about this stuff." She placed her beer down on the grass under the van as Glen stepped closer to listen in. "what happened if you don't mind me asking." Jake looked up towards his captain realising he was eavesdropping and smiled. "He wanted sex almost every night it got too much. So, when he couldn't get it from me, he got it from someone else. I woke up one morning with a note calling me a prude and he started fucking a cheerleader. that was in freshman year." Jake's eyes blew up at the store, and Mac's as well. It explained a lot about her like her cheeks blushing at the conversation with Perkins or calling Finn a sex pest. But it didn't make sense to him why she was happy to be around him, knowing his reputation. "Damn that's fucking awful." He huffed and finished his drink as well. "What do you think of McReynolds? He seems to like you a lot." The pitcher turned towards Glen with a light wink. "I don't know. he's cute and very attractive. but I want something more than just a good fuck and an empty bed when I wake up. you guys don't exactly have a reputation for romance and faithfulness" Jake nodded his head in agreement twisting his body to face McReynolds. Maybe it was time to pack in the bachelor reputation like he had suggested to the boys last night. He never realised how much damage it was doing until now. He couldn't deny it was nice getting girls anywhere he went but now. It was finally coming to bite him in the ass.

"Just call her Mac, invite to her join us tonight." Jake had decided to help out (Y/N) as thanks for helping him. McReynolds wasn't exactly the man she wanted but he could sure try to be. The romance didn't come easy to him, opting out of the sex-first romance-later approach. "What would I fucking say, freshman. 'Hey (Y/N) I fucking like you. wanna join me tonight so I can show you I can be a man and give up the bachelor life." The captain mocked himself holding a handphone to his ear as he got ready for the sound machine. "Almost, just be honest. 'Hey (Y/N) I really like you and want to take you out tonight'." Glen rolled his eyes necking the last bottle before putting his cologne on and rubbing it into his hairy chest. "What are you doing?" he asked watching Tyrone rub the liquid onto his neck like perfume. "Putting it on." He muttered. "First time wearing cologne? Get it on there, man. Get it under your arms and on your chest. Don't just put it on your neck. Come on." Jake rolled his eyes towards the senior, ignoring his blatant attempt to hide his nervousness with smugness. "Trying to help you out, and you're gonna question me? Jesus. I'm telling you, man, chicks dig this shit. All right? Now you can come back here and do the five-knuckle shuffle all night if you want to. I don't really care." Before Glen left the room Jake pulled him back lightly earning a hard glare. "And that's why she won't think you’re serious about being with her Mac. She wants loyalty, a partner not a fuck buddy."

Glen marched himself back up to his room grabbing hold of the phone that had finally had a break from Beuter's constant use. He dialled her number left by the coach, praying for some sort of confidence boost. "Hello?" her angelic voice entered his ear drum pushing his smile upwards. "Good evening miss landlord." He smiled hearing her light laugh back. "Well, hello to you tenant." She giggled. "I know it’s short notice, but I want to hang out with you tonight. The boys are all going to the sound machine wanna join? I can get you so you're not walking up alone in the dark." He tried so hard to be as emotional as possible hoping the idea of his worry about her walking alone would help his case. "Like a date?" she questioned. "If that's okay with you?" he stuttered. Fuck he stuttered. "I'd like that, Glen." She smiled twirling the phone cord between her fingers. "Cool. I'll get to you at eight. Wear something cream." She bit her lips lightly agreeing and hanging up the phone before squealing into her pillow with excitement.

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cherry bomb pt 3 - glen mcreynolds x reader SMUT

everybody wants some 2016 - glen mcreynolds x reader SMUT

In 1980s Texas, college athlete Jake Bradford moves into the communal house of his baseball team. The roommates soon begin to navigate the ups and downs of growing up unsupervised. The houses are in need of renovation bringing in the new landlord that quickly takes glen McReynolds, captain of the team's interest.

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As the sun rose, Glen slowly woke up. His head was sore and his throat dryer than sand. He placed his hands along the rough wood of the closet finally looking up at the line of baseball uniforms and stinky shoes. "Shit." He groaned, his bone cracking as he got up from her makeshift bed. He slowly opened the door letting the sunlight in. His eyes squinted but he carried on walking out seeing the bottles and cups covering the floor. "fuck" he muttered. The entire house was trashed. He could hear the team in the living room so he decided to follow hoping (Y/N) would be awake. "Morning boys." He grumbled collapsing on the sofa with a thud. "Is (Y/N) still asleep?" he asked not taking his head out the cushion. "As if you care." With the sound of an angry Kenny, he looked back up at his friend's face red with anger. "The fuck?" he questioned. As he got back up, he noticed everyone around him, Jake, Plummer, Finn, coma and Nesbit all had sour faces. "What happened? Is it (Y/N)?" he asked quickly hoping she was okay, and he was just panicking himself. "don't you remember what you did?" Jake asked his usual cheerful voice low. He shook his head lightly turning back towards Kenny. "How can you not remember?! You fucked another girl last night. I knew you were an asshole, but this is a whole new level for you Mac."

Glen processed the memories he had of last night, everything seemed to be there. No holes, no gaps nothing. "Now I didn't," he stated making Finn roll his eyes. "We all heard you. You had a girl screaming your name in your room with the door locked. Come on man just own up." Finn took a swig of his coffee. "I never went to bed last night." He growled. He was quickly getting angry he knew what the truth was, and he didn't like being called a liar. "I fell asleep in the fucking closet, next to your rotten shoes Coma." His teammate rolled his eyes in disgust not believing him in the slightest. "Kenny dude how could I have gotten in I didn't have the key." He turned back towards his roommate. "But I don't have the key anymore Glen. And only you knew where it was in my back pocket. It's now gone." The captain stood up with a stomp emptying all his pockets to find nothing but bottle lids and a crumpled-up joint. "I," he took a step, "don't," he took another step rage almost bubbling over. "Have it." the group held their silence as Glen marched towards the stairs begging for the door to open, but it didn't. Kenny followed close behind him finally realising the door was still locked from the inside.

"Did (Y/N) hear it?" he asked with fear threatening to escape his lips. All Kenny could do was nod his head lightly making Glen sigh almost holding back the tears. "We heard a girl moaning your name. Glen, please be honest. What happened last night."

"I told you Roper, (Y/N) went to get me a water and I tried to follow her. I fell into the closet and couldn't get back up. So, I fell asleep. I didn't go upstairs. Not once." Glen tried desperately to hold back the tears but failed to know his girl was probably at home alone crying from a broken heart. "I couldn't...I wouldn't hurt her like that." He stuttered. Kenny quickly moved his friend to the roof sitting the pair on the picnic chairs that had made their home on the homemade 'balcony.' Roper places the phone in Glen’s lap holding the cord to not get it tangled. "Call her quick." He ordered.

Bev and (Y/N) sat in her studio apartment, the low volume of her record playing the same song they danced to a month ago. She hadn't changed the record since that night and knew now she needed to but just couldn't reach her hand out to do it. couldn't or wouldn't? She didn't care anymore. "Come on (Y/N) you need to shower," Bev begged turning her friend’s shower on letting the steam out to try and tempt her with the heat. "Okay." (Y/N) muttered taking baby steps into the bathroom and shutting the door behind her. She slowly stripped off the clothes she wore the night and the red lingerie she had planned to gift him. She ripped it off hastily and stepped in ridding herself of that night. As (Y/N) cried on the wet tiles, Bev tidied up the apartment from their night of sorrow. She felt for her friend knowing how broken her heart felt. With a ring of the phone, Beverly sprung up quickly going to answer so (Y/N) wouldn't panic. "Hello? Beverly speaking." She answered picking up the sweet wrappers off the bed.

"Bev please it’s Glen (Y/N) there." Her eyes widened in shock from hearing his strained voice. She almost felt bad for him before snapping out of it quickly. "She not available." She spoke monotoned. "don't lie to me, Bev. Please I didn't do anything last night."

"Like hell, I'm gonna believe that Glen. Everyone heard you. Clear as day moaning with another girl who was moaning your name. explain that, Glen."

"Please Bev just-"

"Now don't bother. Be grateful I promised her I wouldn't tell her dad. don't call her don't come near her. Just leave her alone." She slammed the phone down with a bang quickly going to unplug it. the room fell silent the only sound being the business seniors muffled cries.

The phone line ended like a flat line to Glen’s heart. He held himself back from launching the machine over the roof. "Fuck!" he shouted deciding on the picnic chair instead, sending it down the ground with a crash. "I gotta fix this." He muttered, "How the fuck am I gonna fix this." He groaned. "Can I even fix this?" the tears quickly fell once again as Kenny pulled his captain up. "I don't know man but you’re gonna. We’re gonna find out who is or was in that room and we’re gonna sort this out. Okay?" the dark-haired senior nodded his head slowly calming down as his friend held him tight. "Thank you. For believing me." He muttered. Kenny smiled lightly. "If that door wasn't still locked, I wouldn't believe you."

Word spread around campus about what happened at the baseball house, and it was hard on (Y/N). The girls that were once insulting her were now laughing at her. She distanced herself from the team and the house asking her dad to put her on a different job till the situation was calmer. Her dad was the worst for igniting her anger. He begged her every day to kill Glen for what he did but ordered him to let her handle it. he hated seeing his baby girl sad because of a stupid boy. But he was a stupid boy to her. She loved him. and she didn't want to admit it to anyone. Not anymore.

She distracted herself with work and studying sitting in the canteen with Bev every meal. Beverly watching her like a hawk was annoying, but she knew the freshman meant well. She wanted to make sure her friend was eating well and not hiding from the world. "(Y/N) Come one... at least try and eat something other than chicken salad," Beverly begged to push a sandwich and a slice of apple pie towards her friend. "I'm trying Bev." She muttered not daring to look at the plate and focusing entirely on her study book. Glen watched intensely from the other side of the canteen, his once smug attitude was dead and replaced with a mess of a man. his pain only got worse as he watched her. her once dazzling eyes were now dull almost lifeless, and her skin was dull also like all the sunlight she used to radiate off her was gone.

As the rest of the baseball group sat down, he stood up. he had no control over his legs, but he knew he had to do something. He couldn't sit there and watch her break herself over his stupid actions. "(Y/N)." He spoke softly breaking the gloomy trance she had over herself. She refused to look up her (H/C) hair covered her face from him. "Please, baby. Let me explain what happened." He begged. As he sat down, she stood up shooting off like a bullet. As Bev and the team watched Glen Chase after her they felt the emotions of their two friends, like an aura clouding over them. Beverly looked towards Jake in confusion, but he shook his head, signalling her to leave them to it he turned back to his teammates each one not saying a word.

The halls were empty except for the two teens. Glen finally caught up, grabbing hold of her shaking hand like he used to do. the only difference was now she shook her hand out of his grip breaking his heart. "don't touch me." She stuttered not once missing a step towards the campus exit. "Cherry baby please." She quickly turned around shoving him away. He stared in shock as she finally looked up at him. her eyes were clouded with sorrow tear steams stained her skin. "Just stop it! you've done enough." Her voice was croaky like she hadn't drunk all day, she was defeated. And so was he. He let her go down the hall, not wanting to cause her any more pain.

The next few days were a blur for the broken couple. (Y/N) buried herself into Oz and Glen into figuring out who was the one in his room. The team had sat themselves down in the canteen once again on a miserable Friday afternoon. The rain poured down heavily on the field cancelling practice for that evening. Once again (Y/N) and Beverly sat across the canteen, their table now full of different art pieces for the party they were roped into. "I just don't get it, man." Plummer grumbled, "Why would some random guy come to a party and have sex with a girl in your room specifically? Assuming that the guy isn't called Glen because that would be too much of a coincidence, who would gain anything from breaking you two up?" the group shook their heads not being able to think of anyone outside their friend group. The couple barely entertained other people outside the baseball team. (Y/N) friends being the only ones outside the group but none of them would want to hurt (Y/N) like that. Not even the jealous girls that bad-mouthed her could conjure up a plan like that.

"Maybe we’re too friendly," Finn murmured, his eyes focusing on something coming towards them. Finn picked something out of his pocket jingling a key as the boys watched him with shock plastered on their faces. The missing room key that hadn't been seen since Glen put it in Kenny's pocket "Maybe it's one of our own. The boys found it in the other house last night" His orbs focused again as someone sat down next to them. "Afternoon Niles," Finn muttered eyeballing the rest of the group in silent agreement. He must have done something. The key to a bedroom in the wrong house. but the only one out of the entire team who lived in the other house and had a grudge against Glen and (Y/N). "Sup," Jay mumbled wolfing down his meal. "I didn't see you for most of the party Jay?" Kenny asked pretending to take an interest in the weirdo’s night. "Yeah, the man had a girl on my dick instantly." He gloated. Glen watched the group shocked plastered on his face for a split second before he attempted to mask it. his once sickly skin had turned red with rage, but he kept taking deep breaths until he could confirm their suspicions. "Hi, Glen."

The group quickly turned their attention to the voice, not recognising it. or the person it came from. A girl. A cute freshman girl dressed in a Texas college jumper and flared jeans with thin-rimmed glasses and chocolate brown skin decorated with darker freckles. "I enjoyed the other night at the party. You never called me back?" the girl's words were directed not at Glen but at Jay shocking the guys and some stared on in confusion. "I'm sorry who are you," Alex asked. "Oh, sorry I'm Paisley. Glen invited me to the party Saturday night." The girl pointed towards Jay smiling lightly but the group did not. "Glen?" Alex and Nesbit pointed towards both Glen and Jay confusing the poor girl. "Yeah, Glen." She muttered pointing towards Jay. Glen watched on, the rage bubbling up as he quickly put two and two together and sprung up. "Your fucking dead Detroit." He shouted earning the attention of everyone in the room including (Y/N). Niles quickly got out of his seat racing down the hall to not get caught by his captain. the group stayed behind in the canteen offering a seat to a very confused Paisley.

It took glen a lot of strength not to kill his teammate knowing that if Niles went to the coach covered in bruises he'd be off the team. But now he knew what happened. Now he could prove he was innocent. "Your gonna tell her what you did." He ordered slamming Jay into an empty wall hoping he harmed the transfer student. "Like hell, I will." He spat. "Oh, you’re gonna. Or I'm gonna tell coach exactly what you've been up to. I'm gonna tell her father what you did." He pointed his rough finger into his chest pushing it between his ribs in a jabbing motion. "I don't give a shit if we lose the house. I'm not losing her because of you." The group finally joined the two. Finn yanked Mac into his arms with a tight grip. "Calm down Mac." He muttered as the rest of the boys faced Niles with fury. "Calm down Mac, paisley's agreed to tell (Y/N) at the Oz party. It's all gonna work out fine." The captain sighed heavily releasing himself from Finn’s grip. "It's gonna be an okay dude." He nodded his head lightly rubbing his eyes to hide the tears threatening to fall. "I swear to go Niles. Why the fuck would you do something like this." Jake growled. "(Y/N) has been nothing but nice to us from day one." Jay rolled his eyes pushing the teammates off him as he waved his arms around like a flag. "Oh, please she's distracted. All she does is sway her hips and bat her lashes and Mac's gone like fucking road runner. It's pathetic." The captain rolled his eyes with a groan. "Seriously. You did this cause your jealous?!" he shouted. "Whatever man." as the asshole teammate walked away anger radiating off his body glen held himself back throwing Nile's books in his direction. "The boys have filled me in on what happened Glen." He heard Paisley stutter watching the poor manipulated girl cover her tears. "Believe me I had no idea." Glen pulled himself together pulling the small girl into a tight hug hoping to bring her some sort of comfort. "I'm so sorry for Niles. He won't be doing anything like this again. Especially unpunished."

"What the hell do you wear to an art party?" Nesbit groaned pulling everything out of his wardrobe in a huff. "I don't know do colour, patterns nothing boring., Finn replied trying to ignore everything other than Kenny and Glen as they spoke. "Jake said she's doing a tent for Bev, so you'll have to wait till she's finished whatever she's doing. That'll give you time to get Paisley there and time to figure out what you’re gonna say afterwards." Glen buckled his leather belt up tightly keeping his main focus on his breathing to keep himself calm. "I already know what I'm gonna say." He muttered. "And that is?" Jake asked hanging the phone up and placing it on the side. "That I love her." each boy tilted their head in surprise at the three words. Frozen in place the team held shocked grins. "Seriously?" Alex muttered. "No Alex I'm gonna tell Cherry it was all a sick prank. Of course, I'm gonna tell her I love her." Jake quickly picked up a shirt from Mac's wardrobe brushing the fabric with his hands before holding it out to the senior. "Wear green. She's going as poison ivy." He ordered handing it to his captain with a proud nod. In a normal circumstance, he would be thinking how sexy Shell look dressed as the DC villain hoping to end the night fucking her in her costume. But tonight, all he thought about was her heart, praying to God, she's take it all okay and be with him again. It was a long shot in his eyes, but he knew he would do anything to get his cherry back. "Do you love her Mac?" Dale asked placing his weights down on the ground to join the rest of the group. "I wouldn't have said it if I didn't," he confessed. "Cherry had me wrapped around her fingers the moment she stepped out of that van." Smiling widely the group proudly congratulated their captain as they all started to pile into their cars ready to go. "Cherry?" Finn asked skipping the congratulations and jumping straight into his curiosity. "Why do you call her cherry? you've called her that since you started dating." Glen sighed feeling his heart murmur remembering his love for her intimate tattoo. "don't worry about it." he smirked hoping he'd be able to wrap his hand around her arousing ink.

(Y/N) and Beverly split up as soon as they entered the party, their tents being on the opposite side of the land the house surrounded. The house was probably the same size as the baseball houses, but they were completely different decoration-wise. Covered a variety of artwork that stayed up all year round. The land was the same with performers scattered everywhere. From artists, and performers to actors. Everyone had a particular talent to display tonight and tonight (Y/N) wasn't going to be one of them. Although she had fully gotten over what happened the last weekend, she had sucked it up for Bev knowing the girl had wasted an entire week helping her get over the heartbreak. (Y/N) quickly made her way to the plant-filled tent. It was decorated entirely based on the plant villain covered in vines plants and tables full of fruit and plant-decorated sweets. She didn't know what the tent was meant to be for, but she knew her task was simple enough for her to do for the next two hours. She situated herself on the green velvet chair waving lightly to the other two girls she was working with. One dressed as a cat woman, the other batswoman. The two girls grabbed hold of platters feeding (Y/N) as seductively as they could put on. The tent quickly flooded with people as the music turned on and the buffet down below was slowly being emptied. She got quite a few looks from people, some saying she looked sexy and others admiring her costume. She couldn't lie she loved the tight corset bodysuit and matching thigh tall boots. It made her feel powerful. For once.

"Okay you know the plan, right?" Glen asked making sure Paisley was still behind him as the group split off. "Find her tent, find her, explain and leave you to it." she smiled brightly doing her little mind prayer for the couple. "Thank you again for this." He muttered his eyes darting across the tent knowing the shed to be in a green one. "No thank you for the chance to explain it to her. I can't believe I got roped into something like this." The two wandered the field almost lost until they spotted the lit-up emerald tent in the corner of the land. "Ready?" she asked pulling her skirt down as she started her run towards their location. He quickly joined her making sure to keep breathing.

The drug-like feeling quickly for (Y/N) vanished as the tent door opened again. Glen slowly stepped inside. She couldn't deny he looked good, neatly groomed, in tight black trousers black dress shoes and a dark green button-up coincidentally matching her colours tonight. He stopped at the sight of her, his breath hitching as she took a cherry from the grip of the batswoman. She had one leg resting on the ground and the other leaning up the side of the velvet chair showing off the tattoo he loved so much. He slowly stepped forwards looking behind him to make sure Paisley hadn't gotten lost before continuing his track to get his girl back. (Y/N) stood her ground begging herself to ignore him and continue with what she promised shed do for Bev. "(Y/N)." He muttered getting as close as he could to her before the two other girls stood in front of her. "that's far enough civilian." The cat woman hissed keeping in character even if she knew why he was there or not. "(Y/N) Please let me talk just for a minute." He begged. She continued to ignore him as the bat woman climb on top of the chair joining her in their seductive performance. Glen ignored the two other performers focusing entirely on his cherry. "If you still don't believe me afterwards, I'll leave you alone. I'm begging you." The girl sighed heavily spitting out the cherry stone and throwing it in the bin beside her. (Y/N) quickly eyed the girl by Glen seeing her hopeful eyes glitter with the catch of the light. "Please (Y/N)" the girl stuttered as if she was begging the senior to give him a minute of her time. "I'll be back." She spoke to the two girls, they quickly changed positions to carry on the show. Glen and Paisley followed (Y/N) out of the tent getting as far as she could from the music to be able to hear him. He watched her intensely her all-matching outfit was giving him a tough time downstairs, especially the thigh tall boots and matching gloves that were decorated with ivy leaves and vines. He had to make a mental note for her to keep the costume for later use. That was if she took him back.

"What do you want Glen?" she groaned folding her arms to cover her voluptuous chest. He gulped heavily mustering the courage to get his words out. "I know it looks really bad, Cherry. Believe me, I know. But I can prove it wasn't me in the room." She rolled her (E/C) heavily before turning to the girl that stood behind Glen. "I'm guessing this is the girl." She mumbled. "(Y/N). My name is Paisley. Believe me, I'm just as pissed off as you are." The senior unfolded her arms in confusion resting her weight on her other foot. "I was the girl in the room that night. But I wasn't having sex with Glen. Well, I was but it wasn't with this Glen." (Y/N) furrowed her brows as she looked towards her ex in confusion once again. "Jay told me his name was Glen and took the bedroom key to have sex it there. He wanted to trick you into thinking Glen cheated. He tricked us both (Y/N) I promise I'm not that type of girl I would never have done anything so nasty" Her eyes switched from confusion to shock before Paisley continued the story. "I didn't find out till yesterday. That's what all the shouting was about in the canteen. I'm so sorry this happened."

Before Paisley could continue (Y/N) wrapped her gloved hands around the girl’s shoulders pulling her into a tight hug. "Are you okay?" She asked completely ignoring her own mixed emotions to comfort the poor girl who had been pulled into the rivalry between the couple and Jay. "I'm fine. I'm angrier than anything. We still don't get why he did it." the two girls let go of each other. "He probably wasn't thinking knowing Niles. Acts before he thinks the type of guy." The two laughed lightly before Paisley fixed her clothes. "I'm gonna leave you to it." she smiled. "Thank you again, Paisley," Mac spoke watching the girl join the rest of the group in their pussy patrol.

The captain turned back towards his girl waiting for her to show any sign of what she was thinking. "Where were you?" she asked, "I went looking for you and I couldn't find you anywhere." The boy sighed holding back a laugh at the memory. "I went to follow you into the kitchen but fell in the closet. I couldn't get back up, so I just fell asleep." (Y/N) giggled quietly imagining him cramped up in the tiny baseball closet. He gained some confidence, stepping towards the girl he had fallen in love with. "I'm so sorry (Y/N)." He spoke. She shook her head lightly pulling him close for comfort. "I should have let you explain what happened." He took shook his head wrapping his muscular arms around her tight. "don't dare apologise. I would have thought the same thing." His lips brushed the top of her head placing butterfly kisses down her parting. "I love you, Cherry."

Her orbs turned towards him in astonishment before smiling lightly at his tender words. "Really?" she questioned. "of course, I do." the girl's smile widened further pulling as close as she could get him. "I love you too." She stuttered tears threatening to fall for the hundredth time that week. "don't cry, baby." He spoke. Glen quickly pulled her lips into his own, sparks shooting out their bodies from the long awaiting touch of each other. Their lips moved in sync before he bit down forcing a gasp from her throat. He took the opportunity to slip his tongue to meet hers dancing for dominance. "Let's go home," she mumbled pulling herself away. "What about the tent?" he asked brushing her red-sprayed hair out her face. "I'm sure Bev will understand when she finds out what happened." He nodded his head finally deciding on spending the night with her in his home, alone. The couple quickly raced to his car driving as fast as he legally could back home.

The two lovers tumbled their way up the staircase not wanting to break away from each other as he grabbed the doorknob. Finally, the door swung open, and Glen took the opportunity to reel his arms under her picking her up and throwing her on the waterbed. The mattress jiggled making the girl forced to steady herself. "You really wanna do this?" he asked pulling her velvet boots off her feet slowly and seductively. She nodded her head pulling him close by his matching green shirt. "I planned on doing this last week." She confessed slipping her head under his jaw and kissing his neck heavily leaving purple marks where she displayed her ownership of him. He groaned loudly as he gripped her hips feeling the fake leaves attached to her body suit. "Forget about last week," he spoke going for her zip. "Focus on right now." He took the zip down her back letting her skin breathe as the fabric fell slightly. "Nothing is gonna interrupt us." He smiled allowing the fabric to completely fall onto her lap.

He pushed her lightly signalling her to move back allowing him space to finally join her on the bed. He quickly took his shirt off as he watched her move the fallen fabric alongside his shirt adding her gloves to the pile as well. His green eyes couldn't leave her chest. They were perfect like they were carved by a skilled sculptor. He could see that her nipples were erect already lightly brushing his fingers along the darker parts of her skin. "Your so fucking beautiful." He breathed quickly working his belt out his jean loops. (Y/N) smiled lightly shimming closer to his body to allow herself to touch his chest feeling along the course chest hair and muscle. Her other hand joined in pulling him closer, so their chest touched together like pieces of a puzzle. Glen pulled his jeans off leaving the two in just their underwear. "Your 100%," he asked again locking his lips with hers once again. "Yes. Please, Glen." She begged.

After his final check, Glen pushed her down, the bed shaking heavily as he moved his weight to surrounding her. He locked her body under his own trailing messy kisses from lips, neck to chest. He focused on her breathes watching her breast jump with her heartbeat. As his lips and facial hair brushed her nipple, she whimpered almost begging him to hurry up and grant her the pleasure she was hoping for last week. And he did so, locking his lips around her breast and squeezing the mound with his large hand. "Fuck." He groaned, listening to her moans of approval for what he was doing to her.

his lips trailed lower and lower meeting his hands to hook her black panties down. "I've been dreaming about being this close to you. Ever since I saw your pretty tattoo." He confessed. "it's in the perfect place to put my hand while I fuck you with my tongue." His words had her lost in lust, the feeling of wetness pooling between her folds. He did as he said he would, placing his hand on her tattoo and parting her lips with his digits. Before could fully comprehend what was happening, he quickly devoured her arousal his tongue painting circles along her sensitive bud. "Fuck, Cherry." He groaned as she pulled tightly on his dark hair holding back her moans in embarrassment. "Stop holding back. I wanna hear it all," he ordered, his tongue returning to her pussy tongue fucking her as she let out a cry in shock. "There we go." The vibrations from his voice echoed through her almost to the point she would finish. But knowing it was barely the beginning of what Glen had planned for her she held it back as much as she could.

(Y/N) quickly took control, pushing the baseball player away from what would assume was the fountain of youth with the groan that left his gaping mouth. "Get up." She whispered laying on her stomach, her ass sticking out. He quickly got up putting his weight on his knees as her dainty hands wrapped themselves around his length. Her lush lips locked on his tip swirling a mixture of precum and spit before swallowing as much of him as he could. "Holy fuck." He gasped holding back the urge to rock his hips into her mouth. He watched her work her magic, rubbing the portions she couldn't get into her mouth sticking to a speed she got the most moans out of him. She moaned giving him the same treatment he did to her making him groan. "Stop." At his words (Y/N) quickly sprung up with worried plastered on her face. "Did I do something wrong?" she stuttered making him laugh lightly Glen quickly wrapped his arms around her tightly flipping the two, so he was now laid down with her on top. "No sweet. I just didn't wanna cum in your mouth." He smiled adjusting her hips, so she was placed perfectly above the tip of his cock. Glen looked into her lust-filled eyes awaiting approval. With an eager nod, he pushed her down, groaning as he felt her body clench around him. "Holy shit." She moaned.

(Y/N) couldn't get her mind to wake up, she was in a state of bliss. But as soon as Glen started to move her body finally created a motion of pleasure between the two. The room filled with the sounds of the two-moaning mixed with their skin smacking against each other as he picked up the pace. The quickened rhythm sent her body into overdrive forcing her to hold back her orgasm until she knew glen was closer. His hands travelled up her body clutching on any sort of flesh he could, hips, thighs or breasts. Glen brought his lips to join his hands leaving mark after mark on her neck and chest. The new purple bruises formed quickly turning him on further with the idea of the team knowing to whom she belong. "You gonna cum baby?" he groaned picking up the pace. She nodded her head heavily syncing her moans with his. "Use your words Cherry or ill slow down." (Y/N)'s eyes looked down towards him as he nuzzled her neck slamming into her tight little cunt as she squeaked out, "I'm so close Glen. I wanna cum on your cock." He groaned heavily forcing his orgasm back as she let go of her own. As her pussy tightened, he carried on his pace knowing she would be a lot more sensitive now. And he was right. "Glen it's too much." She stuttered her thighs shaking against his muscular ones. With a hard groan, Glen quickly flipped her overshooting his load into her stomach with a squeak from her. "Fuck." He groaned. She smiled with a deep breath she didn't even realise she was holding watching him look down at her messed stomach like it was a piece of art. "was it worth the wait?" she asked wiping the sweat from her forehead. "Fuck yeah it was." He smiled slowly standing himself up to grab his boxers and wiping his mess from her skin. "That was the best sex I've ever had." He admitted making her smile grow. "Good." He could tell from her voice she was exhausted making him get his clean-up job done quickly and wrap her up in his arms securely. "I love you (Y/N)." He muttered resting his head in the crook of her hot neck. "I love you too Glen." He replied sending them both into a deep slumber.

The sounds of birds chirping made (Y/N) wake up the next day. her body had cooled down but the aches and pains from the events of last night were strong. As she opened her sleep-filled eyes, she took a deep breath getting the scent of the strong cologne she loved so much. She turned her attention to the hairy chest that had her trapped in a strong grip. She knew it was Glen, but she still couldn't help but smile that he was still there, and she didn't dream of the perfect make-up night. She slowly shimmied her way out of his grip quickly heading downstairs with his oversized shirt and boxers covering her body. She went to their locked cupboard going for the breakfast stash they had hidden the first few times she had stayed over. Ignoring the sounds of the teammates around her she started a cooked breakfast of eggs bacon and the amazing store-bought pancakes they almost wolfed down on a very strong edibles night.

"Well good morning miss cherry." At the sound of her special nickname, she spun around seeing Finn and Kenny smiling widely almost hugging her until they noticed her lack of proper clothes. "Morning boys." She smiled. "Before he wakes up," she spoke watching the two sit their asses down on the counter stealing a piece of bacon to share. "Thank you for looking after him this week. I know I probably should have heard him out but knowing you guys were there for him makes me feel less guilty." As she piled the breakfast onto plates offering one for the two to share, Finn and Kenny looked each other in the eye before sighing. "Fuck it." both locked their arms around the frat mother laughing hard as her head buried itself in Fin’s armpit. "We don't blame you for anything that happened as long as you two have made up. You have." She smiled widely looking down at her clothes with a wink. "We certainly did." She confirmed taking Glen’s plate to his room.

With a creak of the door, Glen sprung up hoping to see Cherry. And he did. He smiled brightly and did so wider when he saw the plate of food. "You didn't have to." He spoke gladly taking the plate as she got back under the covers. "But I did." She grumbled into the pillow trying to keep the mattress from wobbling under her weight. "Good morning." The vibrations of his voice made her smile wider. (Y/N) looked up at her lover’s bright green eyes, their once dull colour was now as bright as traffic lights full of love and an adoring gaze. "How are you feeling?" he asked brushing her still tangled hair from her shoulders to check the marks travelling down her chest. "Like I've had the best sex of my life." She giggled racking her hands through his chest hair. Her heart pounded against her rib cage. Knowing he had stayed in the bed all night with her sent her body into arousal once again. She had finally found a guy that didn't abandon her late at night or treated her as an equal. and she was incredibly grateful for that.

"How do you feel about the waterbed now?" he joked making her join him in his laughter. "I don't know I might need some more convincing." Glen leaned back into her body trailing the same kiss down the same path from last night. "Well, we have plenty of time to convince you." He replied. "How long do we have?" she asked looking around for the time as he placed the now empty plate on the bedside table. Her attention turned back to him as she left his hard-on pressed against her thigh. "All our lives Cherry." He grinned pulling his body back over her own and pulling the duvet off her perfect body. "All of our lives."  

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cherry bomb mini series

part 1

part 2

part 3 - smut

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cherry bomb series - Glen McReynolds x reader 

wolfsbane series - derek hale x reader 

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Part - 3 : Mr. Ax Everybody wants some!! (Glen McReynolds X Reader)

Warnings : Language.

The next day, Glen was in a sour mood, staring at some soap on the T.V. along with his teammates, downstairs, in the living room. Though he was staring at the television, his mind was entirely somewhere else, thinking about why (Y/N) just silently sneaked out of the house, when she woke up. That’s exactly what she does every time they slept together. He sighed and looked at the television from his position, sprawled out on a couch with a bottle of beer in his hand.

“God, Erica’s such a bitch” he remarked, looking at a female character talking dramatically to someone, on phone.

Roper shook his head, looking at the girl on T.V., shaking his head and said “She’s definitely cheated on him”, making Glen look at him and ask “What?”

Just then, a movement by the stairs caught Roper’s eye, making him look at the stairs.

Billy Autrey, whom the whole team call as Beuter Perkins was coming down the stairs, with a backpack slung on his shoulder.

“Hey! Beuter! You leaving us already?” Roper asked, making everyone to look at him.

Plummer chuckled and asked “Running home to mama, Perkins?”

Billy looked at him and said “C’Mon ya’ll, my name ain’t Beuter. Okay guys? It’s Billy Autrey.”

“Bullshit” Glen said pointing at Billy, making him to look at him.

“It’s Beuter Perkins until we tell you otherwise. Now where are you going B.P.? You running back to that corn fed girlfriend of yours, already? Hmm?” Glen asked and took a sip from his bottle of beer.

“No, sir. I’ll be back Sunday for practice” Billy said.

“Well, well, well. Looks like Beuter Perkins is getting laid this weekend, huh?” Douglas taunted.

“You’re finally trading in that phone for the real thing?” he asked, making everyone laugh, except for Billy, who just sighed in exasperation.

“Shoot y’all…” Billy said, dropping his bag.

“Man….Guys… I don’t… She says she might be pregnant” Billy said, making everyone stop their laughter and look at him in shock.

“No sir….” Jake said and everyone else had pretty much, the same reaction.

“Yeah… Man… That’s what she says” Billy told him.

“How late is she?” Jake asked him.

“She’s a day late” Billy said and everyone groaned because that sounded pretty silly to them.

“Oh man!” Glen chuckled.

“You gotta be shitting me, Beuter! She’s one day late, she’s giving you shit for it?” Roper chuckled.

“She’s testing you. She’s trying to gauge your response. Are you the guy that says “Don’t worry, I’m gonna pay for the abortion” or are you talking about marriage, which is what she’s hoping for. Either way, you’re fucked” Finn told Billy.

“Give it up, Beuter Perkins” Finn added.

“No trust me, man. She’s not fucking pregnant, alright? We’ve all been through shit like this, except for Nez of course, ‘cause he’s still a virgin” Glen told Billy, while thinking about the time when (Y/N) once gave him a mini heart attack two years ago, telling him that she might be pregnant. Turned out she wasn’t.

Their relationship was complicated back then, too and she always gave him a hard time and he wasn’t any less. Both of them still continue their antics. Nothing changed. Things are still the same between them, if only they got even more intense and heated.

“Look, she’s just taking your little chicken-fried nuts and she’s running them through the wringer, okay?” Glen added.

“She’s just giving you shit for it because you left her back on the farm with all the other little pigs you used to fuck” Roper said making everyone laugh, except for Billy who said “I ain’t ever put it in a pig!”

“They speaketh  the truth, young Beuter Perkins” Douglas said and added “Man, we’re just worried about you, alright?”

“Yeah, man. I mean school hasn’t even started yet and guys, correct me if I’m wrong, but you are the official front runner for the Freshman numb-nut of the year award, right guys?” Glen said.

“The- the what award?” Billy asked.

“It’s the annual award. We give it out to the most clueless freshman” Finn said and looked at Roper and other guys and said “ I think we already started engraving his name on the plaque” and then looked at Billy and asked “How do you spell Beuter, by the way?”

“My name is not Beuter! It’s-“ Billy was saying, but got cut off by Nez, who said “Uh Beuter, we also got a bet going on whether your share of phone bill is gonna be under or over $300.”

“We gotta pay the phone bill here?” Billy asked, looking at Nez, clearly looking clueless.

“I’ve already done the calculations based on its usage thus far, way over $300” Finn told him.

Plummer laughed hearing it and said “$300 and a kid? Man, your life’s gonna fucking suck.”

“Fine. Fine” Billy said, taking his bag from the ground and made his way to the door while the remaining boys said “Later Beuter!”

Later that day, the boys decided to hangout in the backyard of the baseball houses. A few of them were playing basketball, a few of them were just relaxing, a few of them were getting high and a few of them were playing some other sport of their own choice.

Glen on the other hand was talking to Nez who was placing a bet on him. While Nez only got a beer bottle in his hand, Glen got a beer bottle in one hand and an ax in another.

“I'll bet you 10 bucks” Nez told him.

“Ten bucks?” Glen asked smugly while sipping from his bottle of beer.

“Yeah. Ten bucks” Nez said.

“You wanna go... That's steep for you” Glen said, slowly stepping backwards with a grin on his face.

“ Best out of three” Nez told him.

“So, I gotta get two?” Glen asked.

“Yeah, Mac, two” Nez replied.

“ Okay. You feel like losing 10 bucks?” Glen said with a smirk on his face and placed his bottle on a nearby table, only after taking a huge sip from it. 

“You're just excited to hit off me for once, huh?” Nez asked.

“ Oh, man. I mean, this is gonna be fun. This is gonna be very fun, Nesbit” Glen said, holding his ax as if it’s a baseball bat.

“ Man, let me get a little stretch in” he added, doing some stretches, the crop top he’s wearing riding up when he’s stretching.

“Come on. Come on, Mr. Ax. Strong Man” Nez mocked him.

“ Anytime” Glen said and stood, holding his ax like a baseball bat.

 Nez threw a baseball at Glen who immediately made a strike at it with the ax,effectively splitting the ball into two halves- each flew in different direction. 

“Fuck” Brumley muttered, collecting one half of the the ball that fell nearby him.

“I don't believe what I just fucking saw” Plummer said while Roper and Douglas walked towards them.

 “You know how strong you'd have to be to do that?” Brumley asked Plummer.

“ And the eyes!” Plummer was saying, but got cut off by Roper who said “Let me see that” snatching the half of the ball from Brumley’s hand.

 “You know how well you'd have to see the ball to hit it with an ax? Fucking crazy” Plummer said and Roper made a sign of the cross while looking at Glen.

 “You just wouldn't listen, Nez. You wanna go half price? We can stop now. We can call it five bucks” Glen offered looking very smug.

“No, no, no” Nez said while Glen said “Double or nothing.”

“No. No, no. Triple or nothing. Huh? Yeah, you feeling lucky? I am” Nez said.

“ I feel great with those odds. Triple or nothing sounds fantastic. Maybe one of the best days of my life here, Nez. You know, until tomorrow” Glen said, and went back to take his position, standing like a batter.

 Nez threw another ball at Glen which Glen successfully split into two halves again.

“If (Y/N)’s here, it would have saved Glen some effort to impress her” Plummer said, making Roper and Douglas to give him a look.

“I don’t think so” Douglas told him.

“What?” Brumley asked.

“I don’t think that’s how their relationship works. It’s a lot more complicated than that” Douglas said.

“I still don’t get it” Plummer said.

“Well, the two of them already knew what the other one is capable of. She doesn’t want to give him the satisfaction that he managed to impress her. That’s how they kinda get on each other’s nerves” Roper explained.

Later that day, the guys went to a club to hangout. Glen was playing foosball with Finn, Coma and Willoughby when (Y/N) entered the club along with a few more of her friends, including Emily, of course. Glen smirked when he spotted her, but immediately went back to playing the game, with the wheels in head already turning, formulating a plan to confront her.

(Y/N) gazed around the room and saw that Emily’s already attached to Roper who was standing by the pool with a cue in his hand, by her hip. Nez was also with them. Then she frowned seeing that the baseball guys, well, most of them were here and she huffed when she spotted Glen, playing foosball.

She walked towards Emily and smiled at Roper when he saw her and greeted her. 

“Hey (Y/N)!” Roper said.

“Hello Roper. Nez” she greeted them.

“Hi (Y/N)” Nez said.

“Wanna join us? We’re about to get started” Roper asked, motioning to the pool table.

“Sure. Why not? But, hold on a moment. I need to have a word with Emily” (Y/N) said and literally dragged Emily a few feet away from there.

“What is it?” Emily asked with a huge grin on her face.

“When you told me that we’re gonna hangout, I thought it’s just gonna be us” (Y/N) told her.

“Well, I did tell you that Kenny’s gonna be here too..... Along with a few of his friends” Emily said.

“Yeah! But you didn’t tell me that he’s gonna be here!” (Y/N) whisper yelled at Emily, widening her eyes dramatically, while casting a glance at Glen.

Emily rolled her eyes and said “Well, Mac is one of Kenny’s friends.”

That earned Emily a look from (Y/N).

“Yeah... Fine... I might have forgot to tell you that he’s gonna be here.....” Emily said.

Well, it might be a part of hers and Roper’s plan to bring their friends together.

“ But, wait a second. Hold on! Why are you being so bothered about his presence?” Emily asked.

“I um.....” (Y/N) trailed off.

Emily’s eyes widened in realization.

“You slept with him again, didn’t you. Yesterday, isn’t it?” Emily asked.

“What? No! I- I didn’t!” (Y/N) lied.

“Oh, shut up! You always act like this when he’s around, after you slept with him. I know you too well. Stop trying to lie” Emily said, making (Y/N) roll her eyes.

“But, seriously (Y/N/N). He likes you. A lot! And even though you wouldn’t admit it, I know that you like him.... A lot! And you two are insanely attracted to each other. Not to mention the sexual tension between you guys is making the people around you to choke. Cut the guy some slack. Why don’t you give him a chance?” Emily asked.

“Because I don’t want to add it to his already boasted ego” (Y/N) said and started walking towards the pool table, where Roper and Nez were standing, wondering what the girls were talking about.

Emily started walking along with her and said “But you like it!”

“Whatever” (Y/N) said and gave Emily a look to stop that topic, which clearly meant to cease discussion about the topic.

Roper passed the cues to the girls and said “Ladies first.”

Everything was already set on the pool table.

Emily looked at (Y/N) and said “You first.”

“Okay” (Y/N) said with a shrug and bent down to make  shot.

She shot the cue ball and effectively managed to break straight on. All the pool balls except for the cue ball sunk into the pockets, making Nez to gape at the table and then at her. Even Roper looked quite surprised.

“Are you psychic or something?” Nez asked (Y/N), making Emily to giggle.

(Y/N) shrugged and said “I’m something”, her eyes held humor.

“You’re something indeed” an all too familiar voice said from behind her, making (Y/N) to turn around to look at the source.

“(Y/N)” Glen greeted her with a smile that looked borderline smirk for (Y/N).

“McReynolds” (Y/N) acknowledged him.

“Hey, I need to talk to you, like right now, so-” Glen was telling her, but was cut off by Emily who said “Hey! Stop trying to steal my best friend away from me!”

Glen rolled his eyes and said “Yeah. Well, I’m only stealing her for a few minutes” and with that he grabbed the cue from (Y/N)’s hand, placed it on the pool table, grabbed her hand and walked away from there, leading her to a secluded area.

Glen remained silent for a few seconds, but kept staring at (Y/N). (Y/N) on the other hand started growing nervous under his gaze and kept shuffling her feet while gazing them. With every ticking seconds, she became more and more flustered under his gaze and finally sighed, looking up at him, meeting his gaze.

“You wanted to talk?” (Y/N) asked, mustering as much confidence as possible.

Glen slowly nodded his head, but remained silent.

“Okay. Talk” (Y/N) told him.

Glen just remained silent, yet again. (Y/N) waited for a few minutes, hoping that he’d talk and when he didn’t, she sighed and said “Look, if you want to talk or tell me something, just say it. Or else, I’m gonna go” and with that she turned around to leave, but stopped when Glen said “Go on a date, with me.”

(Y/N) froze in her step hearing those words. Maybe it’s the way how he down right ordered her to go on a date with him, not asking her, just telling her, more like ordering her or maybe because she never expected Glen McReynolds of all people to ask her to go on a date with him is what stunned her.

She turned around and muttered “What?” clearly looking stunned.

Clearly, she never pegged Glen to be a kind of guy to date. She always took him as the playboy type. Just flirt with the girls to fuck them. No dates. She didn’t even believe Roper’s words when he said that Glen’s only been with her, ever since he met her and he only flirted with other girls to make her jealous.

“I know I should have done this years ago and I’m an idiot for not realizing it anytime soon. I am done trying to annoy you and get on your nerves, but that’s the only way you’ve ever responded to me. I just want things to be more than what they are now, between us. You’re smart, funny, confident and incredibly sassy and i find that super hot, but that’s not it. I want to be more than being frenemies or being in a complicated situation with you. Go on a date with me” Glen said.

His little speech had effectively stunned her and when she finally came to her senses , she muttered “Uh... Yes.”

Glen grinned hearing her words and said “Cool. I’ll pick you up at 7, tonight” and walked towards her, kissed the corner of her mouth and walked away, saying “Be ready by that time!”

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Masterlist

Tyler Hoechlin:

Glen McReynolds: 

Series:

1. Everybody wants some!! (Completed)

Derek Hale:

Oneshots:

1. Chores

Chris Evans:

Steve Rogers:

Oneshots:

1. Fashion show

2. Movie Night

3. Charmed

Series:

1. Coercion and Haven (dark)

2. Hey Captain

Ransom Drysdale:

Oneshots:

1. Me (dark)

Andy Barber:

Oneshots:

1. Surprise

Series:

1. Second Chance (dark)

Henry Cavill:

Clark Kent / Kal El:

Oneshots:

1. Milkshake and rain

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Everybody wants some!!!

Where the reader and Glen McReynolds are insanely attracted to each other but also love annoying each other. They have a complicated relationship.

Part - 1 : Special invitation 

Part - 2 : Break the rule

Part - 3 : Mr. Ax

Part - 4 : We shall