#grayon

[hafwen]

Normally I have pillows in my lap when I know I'm going to have a good snuggle session with a cat but Grayson showed up at abn unusual time. And I'm not monster so I didn't move him when he climbed in my lap.

But then he put all his front weight on the nerves on my inner left thigh and kept trying to kneed there even when I moved his paw.

That was hours ago when I can still feel it

[gruviasilversblog]

Fanfic: Juvia and Friends Ch 30, Fairy Tail | FanFiction

Hola a todos.

Aquí les dejo el nuevo capítulo de "Juvia and Friends ".

Espero les guste!

Este capitulo tiene como protagonista a Sherry.

Muchas gracias a quien lee y comenta y hasta la próxima.

GruviaSilver 🩵.

[gravegoer]

Do you write for Grayson by any chance? I really wished we got see more of her before her unfortunate demise

Sevika , Ambessa , Grayson ⋆.˚⟡ ࣪ ˖

i write for anyone! and you can request a separate thing for grayson if you'd like but I decided to do the 3 butches in 1 so here's some random stuff for them

council member sevika fic

Ambessa doesn't love often, but when she does, she loves HARD.

Since you're close to her, she is constantly worried people about hurting you to get to her.

You might have enforcers on you 24/7 unless you tell her to stop and if that's the case. She will follow you around herself. Making sure people know you are always under a close watch by her.

When you walk in public together, she likes you to have your arms wrapped around her bicep/forearm, keeping you as close as possible.

If that's not in your taste she will sling a heavy arm over your shoulder, careful not to weigh you down.

She is always buying you expensive and lavish clothing. If your gaze lingers on anything for too long, you'll see it at your doorstep the next day.

When you see a nice shop you like she's going to take you in and make you try on clothes for her. Putting her hand on your waist as she spins you around. Inviting you to stand between her spread legs so she can see the details better.

If you like to wear heels and your feet start to get tired, she will sit you down and take them off your feet herself, opting to carry you around for the next few hours.

When she carries you, you can see all the scars on her arms and face in full detail. She doesn't seem to mind your staring and might even take pride in herself.

As you're cuddling, she loves it when you trace your fingers over her scars, admiring every bump and edge. She will tell you dramatic stories about how she got them. (Definitely exaggerating some details.)

You could talk together for ages, bringing up random stories and irrelevant details. Her rough hands combing through your hair, or massaging your shoulders.

This was a weekly thing in the hot springs. She sits on the ledge above you while your shoulders slot themselves between her thick, scarred thighs.

She will take care of you without expecting anything back, but she definitely loves it when you return the favor. She will rest her head on your thighs and groan in pleasure when you massage her temples or scalp.

Grayson is a romantic, she will be showing up at your door with flowers in hand.

If she met you in Zaun, she will insist on taking you out on a fancy dinner date at her favorite Piltover resteraunt.

If you refuse, that's okay too. She's fine with eating at any of Zaun's resteraunts. (Just not seafood, please.)

She's asking you what your favorite flower is so she can bring you those instead next time.

And if you are a Zaunite, she isn't ashamed of your relationship, showing you off proudly. After all, all the enforcers do look up to her. What are they going to do?

If you don't know how to shoot, she will be more than pleased to teach you. Your back is pressed against her warm chest as she wraps her arms around you to hold the gun steady.

Her rough voice firmly commands you on where to put your hands and which parts do what.

Speaking of her voice, she knows you love it when she whispers sweet nothings in your ear before you drift off to sleep. Her muscled arm cushioning your head and cradling you close to her chest.

It's easy for her to fall asleep once she knows you're safe and comfortable. (That's why she insists on moving in together.

Actually, she insists on doing a lot of things together. For example, she appreciates when you work out with her, sitting on her back while she does pushups, or maybe spotting her while she presses some weight. (Not that she needs it. She just wants you close)

She instructs you on what workouts you can do and where to place her hands, maybe placing hers on yours for a bit too long.

You can see the sweat gleam on her forehead and the veins in her forearm after every set she completes. This is a sight you can grow to appreciate.

She definitely subtlety flexes when you touch her arm or basically anywhere else she can possibly bring herself to flex. (You notice)

Sevika is the gentlest giant. At first, you might assume her tone is rough and condescending. But after some time, you start to see through her facade.

Her tone around is more firm and calm. It's more around you than anyone else. She tries not to get aggressive or angry with you.

And if she does, she's immediately making it up to you in every way but saying "sorry"

She's bringing you your favroite foods, giving you a little more affection than usual, reluctantly letting you fidget with her mechanical arm.

She does take you out to places, albeit not the fanciest. She makes do with what Zaun has to offer. Buying you a drink at the bar or a trip across the city.

Although she's not really a big fan of PDA, she will let you hold her arm while walking around Zaun. She swears it's a safety precaution to make sure no creeps get close.

When she plays cards at the bar, you are always beside her, no arguements. She doesn't want you sitting by any of the other shady men that play with her.

Maybe if there is few enough people you can sit in her lap and light her cigarillo for her.

What you don't do in public is definitely made up for in private.

She lays on your lap after a long day, taking deep inhales into your stomach to calm down. Grabbing your hand, she'll encourage you to run your fingers through her hair.

Let's you hold her face in your hands and trace her intricate scar while her eyes are closed, completely letting her guard down.

Her large hand engulfs your own as she cradles your hand close to her face, imprinting this memory in her mind.

Just know she is extremely touch starved. Most of the touching she gets all day is punches and kicks, nothing close to the gentle sweep of your fingers on her exposed skin.

She isn't a big gift giver, but if you give her a neat suprise, like an expensive zippo or a new shirt (God knows she needs one) you swear you see a small tear in the corner of her eye. Maybe its just the light.

But who cares because her lips will immediately be on yours, engulfed in a hot kiss.

i feel like sevika needed more screen time in the last act but its okay as long as she didn't die...

[freefallintothevoid]

I believe in my heart of hearts that the Lego Batman movie exists in DC and that it was created by the batfamily as a way to throw off the conspiracy theorists

Maybe the superhero forums were getting too close to realizing their identities again. maybe one of their injuries had accidentally gotten spotted by the paparazzi. maybe they were just running out of plausible alibis. maybe they just wanted to be funny.

Bruce gave the world the "do the butts match" meme. His children give the world a cinematic masterpiece.

[chilumitos]

୨୧ ۫ ⩋ ˚ 𓈒 🦴꯭ 𓈒 ˚

[more-cardigan-than-woman]

had this thought of either Dick or Jason finding out you have your nipples pierced and well...they go feral, and always feel the need to be touching it or having their lips around it

Warnings: Smut 18+ Only!!!!!!

Grayson

"Thanks for ah, inviting me back to your place. We can just hang out if you want," he says shyly, rubbing the back of his head, "no pressure I mean, I know what they say about third dates. But it's totally cool with me if you want to just hang," he stands awkwardly in your doorway, "or if you want me to go, yeah I can just go and I'll call you-" he's cut off by your kiss your fingers already pulling your dress over your head, "or we can do that." His hands slip around your back before coming up to cup your breasts.

His long fingers graze over your nipples and he lets out and excited squeal, "that's so hot," he pulls you closer, his fingers toying with the metal that's through your nipple, "is it sensitive?"

"Yea," you moan, your chest pressing out into his fingers.

"What if i -" he bends down, taking your nipple in his mouth, while his tongue flicks over it, his other fingers toying with the other, "What kind of noise was that?" He presses you into the wall, "do it again." Dicks fingers toy with you as he starts to growl into your breast, his other hand taking greedy handfuls of your ass, "God your so hot. Can I fuck you against this wall with your tit in my mouth?"

Todd

"Hi," the man you've been ogling for weeks says as he approaches you at the weights bench, "you need a spot?"

Pulling your headphone to the side you smile back at him, "nah, I'm good. Thanks though," you move to put your headphone on when he starts talking again.

"I just, I wanted to tell you."

"Go on?"

"I can ah-" his eyes flick down to your sports bra, "look, I can see your nipples and you know I thought you'd wanna know," he looks away as you put your bar down and sit up, "you know, I'd want someone to tell me, if I was-" he waves at your chest.

"Oh," you peer around the gym noticing that you are totally alone with him, not surprising as it's nearly midnight, "it's fine. Not like there's anyone here to see."

"I'm here."

"Does it make you uncomfortable?"

"Just makes me think," he tilts his head, pretending to think, "what's got them so hard. The ac in here is garbage."

"Well, that's an easy fix," you laugh, tugging your sports bra over your head, "see?"

"Yeah," Jason licks his lips, "that's ah," he steps toward you, sitting down opposite you on the bench, "very interesting."

"You wanna touch them?"

"Yes," his hand snaps out grabbing you by the breast and pushing you back into the bench, "is this ok?"

"More than ok," you moan, wrapping your strong legs around him as his lips cover your nipple and his body presses down onto you.

"Fucking sexy," his lips lath and lavish at your nipple, pulling the metal bar into his mouth and sucking at it, "to think all this time I've just been staring at you wondering if you were horny or cold."

"Two things can be true," you grip his hair, holding him to your chest as you start to grind up into the hard cock between your legs.

"I'm not usually like this but fuck-"

"Really? In the 3 months I've spent watching you," you pant, shivering as his other hand palms at your breast, "I had no idea you were shy."

"You've been teasing me," his hand leaves your tit as his mouth switches sides, and he grips at your sides, trying so hard to pull your leggings down.

"Worked didn't it?"

"Yes," he starts to grind down onto you, his eyes noticing the cameras in the corner of the gym, "we need to get out of here," he pulls away, dragging you with him, "my place is just down the road."

"Lets fucking go then."

[astroeatsurass]

Someone pls make a small animatic of Mis by Alex G with Dick and Jason

oh my god this came to me in a dream. Like okay, imagine this is pre-utrh, in the recent aftermath of Jason’s death.

“I said, ‘I miss you so bad.’” — Dicks telling jason how much he misses him, jasons giving a soft smile but the rest of his face is blurred

“She says, ‘🎹’” — dick realizing hes only talking to h!jay and cut scene to where dicks standing over his grave, the camera slowly zooming out like a sense of realization from dick that jason’s truly gone as the song hums in the background

I CANT DRAW im too unmotivated to be bothered, but i need to share this 🥲🥲 anyways thats it

[havendance]

This is all vibes but thinking about Dick and Helena as recognition of the self through others (derogatory)

[a-taken-url]

When my current book babes have like 1 fic a week, I have to dig into the deep recesses of my mind to figure out who I used to have crushes on and scroll through their tags instead

[fairytail-incorrectquotes]

Lyon: Once someone asked me what I thought had turned me gay.

Gray: I hope you told them you were bitten by a gay spider.

[that-sea-sponge]

Chapter 5: Conspiracy Theory

Summary:

Either Dick is actually able to change the future or he's being set up by a first grader and Bruce's crazy Court of Owls conspiracy starts to seem not that farfetched. In either case, Dick is quickly becoming as unraveled as everyone else in the family.

[pinensee]

'Rainbows and dimples'

S: "Oh, it's a rainbow! Hey look over there! Can you see it?"

E: "Yes... I see it"

S: "Ah... It really is beautiful"

Epv: She has... Dimples'

E: "... Yes, very pretty indeed"

S: "Right!?"

E: "Yeah."

[tooningtheweb]

NOT HIM NOTICING THE SMALLEST DETAILS — HE’S FALLING IN LOVE ♥️ (I would too)

[kbirbpods]

[Podfic Link] | Length: 20 minutes, 26 seconds

Original Work: weary soldier, welcome home by @halfagone [ao3 pseud here]

DPxDC: Danny Fenton/Dick Grayson | Rating: Teen & Up Audiences

Summary: 

Dick misses his boyfriend. He waxes poetic about this, to himself that is. Then, inevitably, he gets to go home.

Notes: ITPE '24 gift #3 for @chaoskiro! I tried to do a variety of ships or genfic from the fandom!!

[lowkeyed1]

[ID: screencap from willow 2022 of dark elora looking over her shoulder down at graydon in the foreground. superimposed text from tumbler user thunderon reads: first base is martyrdom. second base is raising the other from the dead. third base is eye contact /end ID]

[more-cardigan-than-woman]

hi. you have written a few stories about Reader being Dicks best friend. What if she was Jasons best friend and has a secret thing going on with Dick and Jason has no idea.

Sure thing mate, though its going to be in 2 parts because i'm buggered today.

Brother & Bestie.

Dick Grayson x Brat!Reader

Warnings: SMUT, Degradation, hair pulling, swearing, pet names, secret fuck buddies.

"It's unlocked," Dick calls from the kitchen, "Oh, it's you, you little fuck,” he groans when he leans out of the door and spots you, “Let me grab my coat,” he rounds the corner looking for his jacket, “you can tell me on the way what he's been arrested for this time," he turns and notices you standing still in his doorway, "I swear, you pair get up to more trouble than anyone I've ever known,” he pauses, grabbing his jacket from the back of one of his dining chairs.

"Not in jail, this time." You mention casually as you close and lock the door behind you.

"So he wants something," he walks, his huge gait bringing him to you in an instant, "and he sent you because-" he grabs your chin, tilting your head up to his eyes," well, he hasn't quite figured out why yet," Dicks lips tilt into a smug smirk, “I really need to get that boys head checked.”

"Can we borrow the projector? Jay said you had a nice one that we could set up on the roof."

"You little shits are having a movie night and you didn't invite me?" Dicks fingers tighten on your face, “That’s fucking rude,” his eyes drift down your face, down towards your breasts, "take this off," he plucks at your old shirt releasing you from his grasp, "and I'll think about it."

You hurry to pull the shirt over our head, throwing it on the ground, "So, can we borrow the projector now?" you plant your hands at your sides, trying to stop yourself from going into full on begging just yet, “I’ll owe you one.”

“From what I recall,” his hand wraps around the back of your neck as he steps back, taking your face with him, “You owe me quite a few.”

"I promise to invite you to the next movie night." you try to reason with him, but you can’t help the way you’re looking at him. It’s been what? Maybe two weeks and fuck you already miss the way he makes you feel.

“Too late for that.”

“Please Dick, please let us borrow it.”

"Say it again"

"Please, I'd be so grateful."

“To who?”

“You. Please Dick, I’d be so grateful to you.”

"On your knees,” he releases your face, leaning back on the small dining table, “ask me from the ground."

"Dick, please please please please can we borrow your projector?" you plead, staring up at him from your knees.

"Such a pretty beggar." He coos, pushing your hair back from your face, "you going to pay for it?" You nod a little too quickly, making Dick laugh, "are you sure it's the projector you want? Or did you miss me?" Your gaze drops, shit. You know you’re acting too keen because well, you are, "did my pretty little pet miss the way I make her feel?"

"No." you lie, shifting your weight on your legs.

“I know when you’re lying,” you see his feet cross in front of you, “I can see it in your pretty eyes, Keep them on me. Now tell me the truth. Did you miss me?”

“Yes,” You adjust yourself, making yourself taller while planting your hands on your thighs for balance.

"What a good pet, always knows how to sit," his voice soft and encouraging while he slips out of his pants and grabs something from the chair behind him. Your eyes lock on his cock when it springs out right in your face, already half hard, “Lift your knees up,” he slides the pillow under your knees, “Good girl, don’t want to scrape those pretty legs,” he pats at your hair, "Open your mouth." You drop your jaw, your tongue hanging out like a dog on a hot day, "good girl, now take it in your- yes, just like that- and- fuckkkk…" he moans as your lips wrap around the head of his cock, your tongue flicking just over the tip. “Finally something your smart mouth is good at,” You want nothing more than to wrap your hands around the base, but last time you moved without permission he took it away, "you want it all, don't you Pet?" His long fingers tangle through your hair at the nape of your neck, yanking your head back, "Want me to fuck your pretty throat, Pet?" He stares down at you, smiling so wide when you nod at him, "Relax your throat,” his hands grip tighter into your hair, “1. 2. 3. Ahhhhh." He pushes himself all the way down your throat, the sting of the stretch making you squirm.

You lick at the underside of his cock as tears start to well in your eyes and your throat is stretched to the brim with his cock. His hands guide you back and forth along his length, your hands now resting his thighs as he uses your throat for his pleasure. You can feel yourself dripping into your panties, your thighs rubbing together to try and give yourself some relief, while trying to stay as still as possible.

"Your throat feels so fucking good, Pet." He moans, "way to good. Shit,” Dick pauses, his hand slowly caressing your face, “how are you so good at that?"

"Irndidbeoke,"

"Didn't catch that," Dick smirks when your eyes meet his, "you having trouble talking?" You roll your eyes so wide there's no way he misses it, "going to be like that?” his hands slaps at your cheek, “Fuck, that feels good.” you moan around him and he shivers, stepping back and groaning when his cock falls from your mouth, “Stick your tongue out.” he grips the base of his cock in his hand, “Good girl, eyes- yes Pet,” he slaps his cock on your tongue, once, twice, never looking away from you, “Fuck, you shiver when I do that,” a third time, “Get up, Pet.” he yanks you up by the hair, one hand sliding under your arm to help you up, "bend over the table Pet, I wanna see that pretty ass."

You bite down on your lip to keep the squeal of excitement in. Your hands move to pull the button on your jeans down before you hear Dick tutting behind you, "Did I tell you to take those off?"

"No."

"No, what?"

"No way." you suck in your lips trying to keep your laugh in.

"Then why are you taking them off?"

"Soz."

“Pet..”

“Richard.”

“Pet, your chance to be a bitch is over,” Dick shakes his head at you, “Unless, you just want to go? Which you are free to do at any time, doors right behind you.”

“No, I don’t want too.”

"Then why don’t you be a good pet and do as you're told,” he mutters, “for once.”

“Huh?” you say confused, you’d always been good or tried to be when you could keep your mouth shut, “What do you-”

“No more questions, Pet. Spread,” You lean on to your hands, spreading your legs apart as you arch your back into the table.

"Like this?"

"Good girl," he spanks you once, before his hand snakes around your middle and tugs at the zip on your jeans. His long fingers grazing along the fabric as he drags it down your legs, "step- good."

You beam, looking back and seeing him on his knees, his face so close and yet so far from your pussy. You have to stay still, but the urge to push back is so strong you can feel yourself inching closer.

He spanks you again, "don't you rush me. this is my pussy," he hits you again, "isn't it, Pet?"

"Yes."

"I'll play with it how I want,” his fingers palm at your ass, “You want that projector don't you?"

"Yes," even though it's the furthest thing from your mind right as his mouth inches closer to you. “Please.”

"You’ve been naughty” he ponders and your mind reels trying to figure out just what you’ve done, “I’ll just have a little taste, for me. Not you," his tongue darts out scooping up some of your pussy juice and moaning at your flavour, "just as perfect as last time. Tell me you remember the last time."

"Bar Night, last Wednesday."

"That was a while ago, no wonder you offered to come here. Though it does beg the question-" He tilts forward, pressing his nose into your ass as his tongue licks over your clit. “Why didn’t you answer your phone?” He moans into you so hard that you don’t fully hear him, only catching something about a phone. You try to piece together his words, only to lose your train of thought when Dicks hands grab your hips to keep you still, "Be a good pet and let me eat in the ambiance." He licks at you, his tongue darting inside, “Give me my ambiance,” he moves down and down until his lips wrap over your clit.

"Yes, please, more," you moan, clenching your fists to try and keep yourself still.

He mumbles something into your pussy and you feel two long fingers slip inside you, pressing and stretching you out for him. His tongue flicks over your clit, his cheeks hollowing as he sucks hard on your clit. The strong fingers still on your hip dig into your side, his nails pinching you, marking you down to your thigh and making your insides catch fire.

Your mind starts to swirl as your pussy begins to pulse around his fingers, "Close," you pant, "so fucking close."

"Hmmm, good Pet" he hums, the vibrations on your clit make you squirm even more.

Suddenly Dick sits back on his feet and you can imagine the smirk on his face as your pussy chases after him, clenching around nothing but air, "but I didn't say you could cum yet."

"Please, please Dick. I wanna cum so bad."

"Don’t even remember- No. keep facing forward." he pushes your head back around when you try to look at him, “What was I saying?” he asks, brushing his body against yours, his cock prodding at your pussy, “Oh, yeah.” he presses the tip of his cock into you, “I don’t remember telling you, you were allowed to cum, Pet.”

“Yes,” you nod, “I can..” you squeeze your eyes shut, trying not to imagine how fucking hot he looks standing behind you with just his shirt on “..I think I can-”

“You will hold it,” he tugs on your hair, “My pet only cums on my command. Correct?” he asks you, pulling you back so your head is resting against his chest, “Answer me Pet. Or is it too hard to think,” he thrusts up, “With my big cock inside you?”

“So full,” you moan as he tips your head back and your eyes start to glaze over when he gets so deep inside you, “Dick, yes,” your hands cling to Dick as best at they can, attempting to not have your hair and the hand around your middle being the only things keeping you upright.

“Fuck, Jasons been wasting you,” he moans, catching your lip between his teeth, “Pet as pretty as you should be used,” his hand slips from your hair to around your throat, “filled,” he bites down on your tongue when you try to stick it in his mouth, “Fucked.” shoving his own into yours and palming at your breasts, “What do you think your little bestie would say if he could see you now?”

“Fuck, Dick.” you moan, “Don’t-”

“Think he’d be jealous?” he grinds up into you, “Think he’d be mad at me for fucking you?” he hits a spot that makes you cry out and start to twitch around him, “would he be mad at you for fucking his brother?” his hand tightens on your throat, “Open your eyes,” he slows down, pressing his fingers into your cheeks, “Would he be mad if he found out how long-” he moans when you start to clench on his cock, “-how long we’ve been doing this?” your pussy like a vice as it flutters around him, “Fuck that turns you on doesn’t it?”

“Yes, Fuck, I’m getting close again.”

“No you’re not.”

“I really-” your eyes roll back so far as your mouth hangs open “Dick I-”

“I said,” he stops moving, leaving his cock deep inside you, “No. You hold it or we stop. You can take it for me, can’t you, my Pet?”

“Yes. I- I will.” you try to turn it off, just how hot and flustered and how fucking close you are, to push it down, push it away. But it’s still there, just bubbling at the surface.

“Good girl, bend over.” he pushes you over the table, “You can take it.” he fucks hard into you, “Take whatever I give you,” his hands grip on your hips pulling your ass into him, “Love watching your ass bounce on me.” you grind back into him, biting down so hard on your lips that you can taste the blood, “You take it so well for me.” he pounds and pounds into you. Your head spinning with the force that its taking to keep your pleasure in while his cock fucks you so perfectly. His moans and grunts fill your ears and make it even harder for you to stop from cumming. “Can I fill you up, Pet?” he fucks into your harder while his fingers wrap around your leg and press into your clit, “Yeeeeessssss, squeeze around meee like Thatt,Fuuuck.”

“Yes, I want it. I want it. I want it.”

“Beg for me, my pet.”

“Please cum, please fill me up.” you pant breathlessly, your hips bruisingly sore from how hard he’s been fucking you into the table.

“My good Pet,” he growls, covering your body with his, “My good girl,” he bites down on your shoulder, “My perf- Ahhh Fuc…fect Pet.” his body shaking as his warm cum fills your tight pussy, the excess already starting to drip out around him and down your bare thigh. “Fuck, I can feel you getting close again Pet,” he pants so close to your ear, before his breath turns heavier and he pulls away from you, his heat leaving you almost as fast as his cum is falling down your leg.

“What?” you breathe out, “Dick, you- what?” you turn confused and find him pulling his pants up, “Where are you going?” you ask, resting your head on the table and staring back at him as he steps away from you, his eyes still trained on your ass.

“Oh Pet,” he smiles at you, “How will you learn your lesson if you’re not punished?”

“Why?”

“Have a think about it while I grab the projector,” he slaps your ass, “might want to put your clothes back on too.”

“Cruel!” you shout at him as you shuffle down the table and try to stand. “Fuckin, shit balls.” you swear as your legs shake under you and you need to grip the table as you bend down to grab the band of your jeans and attempt to pull them up one handed. “The fuck did I ever do to you!” you yell as the denim catches on your sticky ass legs.

“Think about it, 3 days ago,” he calls from down the hallway.

“3 days- when I moved?” finally getting the ass of your jeans up over your thighs and zipping them up, “what about it? You knew I was moving out of Jay and Roys love nest,” you stand, finding your shirt on the ground and slipping it over your head.

“Yeah, but you didn’t answer when I called you,” he says when he reappears leaning against the doorway.

“When did you-” Fuck, that must’ve been when you saw someone calling when you and Jason were unpacking your living room and rejected the call and then totally forgot about it, fuck. “-my bad. I totally forgot to call you back.”

“Now you’re getting it. 3 days and nothing. Not a call, not a text and Pet,” he shoves the projector into your hands, “I know you're sorry. I can see the sorry soaking your jeans,” he grabs your face pulling you close, “Don’t you wash that off until I tell you,” he commands, “and next time,” his lips a breath away from yours, ”you’ll know to at least call me back. Oh and-” he kisses you, his lips so soft and sweet against yours, “Have a fun night,” you hear the door click open behind you, “I’ll be seeing you real soon, Pet,” he growls, shoving you out of the door and slamming it in your face.

6 hours later. PART 2