#had yo make something and decided to go for buck's /oh/ moment cause it was truly my favorite

[buck2eddie]

quote from “but i can see all along, love (it was you all the way down)” // written by @captain-hen

[duskholland]

Warm | Tom Holland Smut

warnings ↠ nsfw, 18+ ! this is just some very loving c*ckwarming with sleepy boyfriend tom, ft unprotected sex and oral (fem receiving)

word count ↠ a wholesome 3k

a/n ↠ got inspired by the ig live yesterday and whipped up a lil something to satisfy the devil in me. let me know what you think!

The material of Tom’s hoodie is soft against your cheek, and as you nuzzle your face into the crook of his neck, it feels as though the weight of the world is rolling from your shoulders. His hands are on your waist, tucked beneath the hem of your t-shirt and resting gently over the curves of your hips. As you hum against his shoulder, you feel him shift his fingers, tracing delicate, circular patterns over your skin. 

“Your hoodie is so soft,” you mumble against him, punctuating the words with a few soft kisses to the base of his neck. Tom squeezes your sides, bringing his lips to the top of your head where he leaves a lingering kiss to your hairline. “Wish we could stay like this forever.”

One of his hands moves away from your waist, drifting up to cup the back of your head. As Tom’s nimble fingers rest over your hair, he uses his other arm to pull you closer. It’s a lazy Sunday morning, both of you tangled up in sweats and comfy clothes, and the feeling of his warm body pressed against yours makes you sigh contentedly. 

“We can stay like this all day?” Tom offers. He slowly strokes over the back of your head, the gesture full of a gentle tenderness you’d missed. He’s been so busy recently, with filming and press engagements, that it’s been a while since you’ve had time to exist like this. Two people, curled up together, wrapped up in dizzying love. “Missed you so much this week, darling.”

You smile against his neck and finally pull back so you can look at him properly. You’re resting over Tom’s thighs, straddling his green sweats comfortably, and your position gives you the perfect opportunity to get a lovely, long look at your boyfriend’s face. With his pink hood drawn up around his head, you can make out a few strands of his brown hair, long and a little shiny, and you find your fingers drawn towards them. You reach up, smiling at his tut of disapproval as you gently knock the hood down, revealing his bed of messy, chestnut curls.

“Missed you too,” you finally reply, carding a hand through his hair. With your other fingers, you reach out to cup his cheek, grinning as he presses his face into your palm. Tom’s got his eyes wide and flooded with gentle love, and it makes you melt. This man has you wrapped around his little finger. “Missed a lot of things about you, actually.”

“Yeah?” Tom’s lips quirk into a lazy smirk as he draws you a little nearer. He smells faintly of cologne. “Like what?”

“Oh, you know…” As you muse, you let your index finger wander down the bridge of his nose, tracing over the light freckles. “Missed hearing your lovely voice. It always sounds so raspy in the morning like this.” You lean in to press a quick kiss to his jaw. “And I missed your hugs. God, Tom, you give the best hugs.” As if to prove your point, Tom tightens his grip around you. “Missed your lips, too.”

“Oh, you did, did you?” He’s got that cheeky glint in his eyes, and you nod your head immediately. “I think they missed you too, love. Why don’t you pay them a visit?”

The snort that leaves your mouth is a loud burst of twisted sound, but it makes Tom’s smile grow wider. You wind both arms around his neck and shuffle closer, finally bridging the distance and nuzzling your mouth against his. 

Kissing Tom has to be one of your favourite things ever. The way your lips meld together, dancing in sync as he presses against you with eager force always makes your heart race, no matter how long you’ve been together. His lips are warm and gentle, and as they meet with yours in a lazy exploration of mutual enjoyment, you find yourself melting against him. His hands are back on your hips, and they roam the expanse of your naked back as his tongue flicks into your mouth, causing you to groan softly. When he drags his fingers up and discovers your lack of bra, he’s quick to shift his palms around to the front of your body, holding the curves of your breasts in each hand.

“I bloody love you,” he murmurs, speaking against your lips. The pads of his thumbs brush over your nipples and you gasp into his mouth, careening further into his touch. “You’re the most beautiful woman on the planet, lovie.” 

You kiss him with a little more intensity, your heart fluttering in response to his sweet, sweet sentiment. It’s early - the both of you had only woken up a half-hour ago - so Tom’s voice is strained and raspy. The sound of his husky tones brings a thrill of excitement to the heat between your legs. 

As his tongue explores your mouth and your fingers tangle in his hair, you become aware of a building pressure pushing up against your sweats. You start to grind down against him, enjoying both the friction it provides to your clit and also the way the movement draws deep, desperate whines from Tom. 

“You wanna know a secret?” You ask him, pulling away to pant in his ear. When Tom hums, you kiss his earlobe. “Think I might’ve missed your cock, too.”

His chuckle rumbles into the air. “Is that so?” Tom’s hands slip away from your chest, and they anchor down your hips. You hum as he guides you, pushing you further against his crotch as your centres meet. You can feel the outline of his length straining up against you, and the sensation makes you grin. “I’ve missed being inside your tight little pussy.” He leaves a kiss just behind your ear, right over a patch of sensitive skin. “Maybe we should do something about that?”

You almost whine as you nod, eagerly reaching down to release the drawstrings of his sweats. In return, Tom pulls free your own, and there’s a moment of shuffling around as you sit up and carefully wriggle out of both your trousers and your panties, Tom bundling them up and folding them into a neat pile beside him. Once you’re settled, you reach beneath the waistband of Tom’s sweats and pull his full member free, all whilst his hot lips trail up and down the column of your neck. 

There’s no burning desperation to your movements as you slowly work one another up. Rather, it’s gentle. Soft caresses, tender lips, whispered words of praise. You’re kissing him as you slowly slide your hand up and down his shaft, and he’s swallowing your moans with his tongue when two of his fingers slip into your slick pussy and work you open. It’s loving and familiar as he crooks his fingertips and nudges up against your g-spot, stimulating your passage until you’re bucking down against him, your movements distracted as your cunt drips for him.

“Need you inside me,” you moan out, a slight pull to your voice. You whimper as Tom’s hot fingers slip out from inside you, and then gasp when he uses his wet fingertips to rub over your clit. The bud pulses and you almost lose it, but a panging in your cunt reminds you of your overwhelming desire to have him inside you. “Tom,” you whine, skimming your thumb over his weepy tip, “Stop teasing.”

Tom growls into your ear, but he reluctantly moves his fingers away from you. He meets your eyes as he very purposefully brings his hand to his mouth and makes a show of licking his digits clean, moaning softly as he does it. 

“Delicious,” he decides. When you throw him a light scowl, he grabs you by the hips and brings you nearer. “Now,” he says, dropping his voice. His hand joins yours on his cock, and together you guide his head through your slit. You let Tom do the hard work, whimpering quietly as he lines his tip with your entrance. “How about we take care of this little problem, eh?”

Your teeth dig into your lower lip as you slowly, slowly lower yourself over him, tossing your head back as you adjust to the stretch. Tom’s lips move over your neck, sucking a soft hickey to your skin, anchoring you down. The sensation of his member settling deep inside you after so long makes you grab fistfuls of his hoodie, your knuckles tightening around it as you gasp softly.

“Fuck,” you murmur, letting your forehead fall onto his shoulder. You’re fully seated now, and you can feel every ridge and line of his cock pushed up against your walls, as if in high definition. Everything is amplified, and the longer you sit there wrapped up in his arms and with his lips now dusting over your temple, the closer to Tom you feel. “I love you,” you whimper, voice breathless.

Tom runs his hands over your back, soothing you with large circles of his palms. “Love you too, darling,” he mumbles. He shifts a little on the sofa, and you moan as the head of his cock brushes deeper. “Feel so warm ‘n snug around me.”

You feel yourself clench at his words, and make a very conscious decision to loosen up. Taking a deep, shuddering breath, you pull yourself away from the crook of Tom’s neck, pouting a little as the soft fabric of his hoodie leaves your face.

“Do you want to stay like this for a little bit?” You ask, eyes skimming his beautiful face. Your heart fills with appreciation for the man as you pick up all the small details that make him so attractive to you: the worn curves of his nose, the splattering of sun-kissed freckles over his cheeks, the ruffled hairs of his eyebrow. Your thumb absently moves up to his eyebrow and you draw your touch across it, feeling the soft hairs with your finger and sighing as you admire him. 

“How long?”

You crane your neck back, glancing briefly at the paused TV. “‘Til the end of the show? Should be about ten minutes.” You move your hand into his hair, feeling the silky strands fall past your fingers. “Just wanna feel close to you.”

Tom presses his lips to the tip of your nose, drawing a loose giggle from you. “Alright,” he agrees. He drops his voice as he shifts his mouth back to your ear, hot breath flushing over your neck as he adds, quieter, “I’m going to wreck you afterwards, though.”

A shiver passes through you, and your hum mixes with the sounds of the TV as Tom immediately unpauses the programme. You can’t see the screen from where you’re sitting, but you turn down Tom’s offer to reposition. The show is the last thing on your mind, and you’re glad you’re not distracted by it. 

For you, there’s nothing more fulfilling than hiding your face into your boyfriend’s shoulder and feeling him everywhere. Hands on your sides, caressing you and drawing you closer. His lips softly passing over the top of your head. His length, plugging you up to the hilt. Each time one of you shifts, you release a quiet whimper as arcs of pleasure roll up your spine, and when you clench in response, Tom grunts. There’s something so easily private about it: no end goal but just to enjoy one another, and spend this quiet moment holed up in each other’s arms. 

You’ve never felt this loved before, and it brings a lump to your throat.

“You okay?” Tom asks, shifting a hand to hold the back of your head. You hum, tilting your face to the side so you can kiss the point behind his ear.

“Yeah. Just really love you.”

His eyes flicker down to meet yours, flooding with concern when he notes the tears spread thinly over your eyes. “You’re so precious,” he lilts, his accent twanging prominently. He brings you nearer, kissing your forehead in several spots. “I’m going to marry you one day.”

You kiss him, letting your hand travel up to rest against his cheek. “Good,” you whisper against him. There’s a dizzying moment where you just look at him, his eyes mirroring yours, flooded deep with gratitude that rocks you to your bones. You feel safe wrapped up in his arms, and as the music for the credits drifts through the air, you find yourself exhaling. “Show’s over.”

“Lay down for me, love.” 

You whimper when you feel his length slide from you, your cunt feeling cold and empty without him, but he kisses at your pout until it fades away. Tom follows you down onto the couch cushions, caging you in with an arm either side your head. After a moment, you feel his cock sliding through your slit again, pressing up against your clit in a way that makes you moan. 

“I can taste myself on your tongue,” you admit, pulling away from a deep kiss with a perplexed expression on your face. 

“Fucking lovely, isn’t it?” Tom gains a rather mischievous look on his face. “Actually…” 

He pulls away before you can grab him to stay, and Tom slips down between your legs with a cheeky smirk on his lips. 

“Tom,” you whine, scrunching your nose. “I want you.”

“In a minute.” He presses your knees apart and leaves a soft kiss to the inside of one of your thighs. “Patience, my darling girl.”

You try your best to look unimpressed, but it’s very difficult to maintain the rouse as he draws his tongue through your slit. You reach down to grip at his hair, pulling him closer as he trails his mouth all over you. He moans straight against your sopping folds, teasing your clit with his tongue as he slides two fingers back into you, exploring your wet heat eagerly.

“Tom,” you cry out, your back arching off the sofa. His free hand immediately goes to your side, pushing you back down and keeping you in place as his mouth explores you. Noises of your wet arousal fill the air as he sucks over your clit, teasing you, edging you until you’re whimpering. “C’mon, Tom, don’t wanna cum like this. Need to be full of you.”

When he pulls back, Tom runs the back of his hand across his mouth, wiping away the shine of your slick and his spit combined. He cracks a smile when he takes in the fucked-out expression on your face, pulling up until he’s hovering above you once more. One of his hands caresses your leg before loosely opening it up, and the other rests over your hair near your head. He kisses you softly.

“Are you ready?” He asks. 

“Yes,” you whimper, pressing down against him to prove your point. Your voice twists into a gasp as Tom slips into you, the movement easy and slick. Your fingers grip at the back of his hoodie as he rocks against you, your cunt squeezing around him as you take him wholly. “Shit.”

Tom nips at your necks, strands of his hair rubbing up against your hot skin. “So fucking perfect,” he murmurs. He pulls out before fucking back into you with a deep, slow thrust. “Fuck, you’re such an angel.” He leaves another kiss to your neck as he gradually quickens his pace. “My angel, aren’t you?”

You pull him back up, meeting his mouth in response. As you kiss him, his hand on your thigh shifts up and intertwines with one of yours, your fingers tangling as the rest of your bodies do, too. You’re grateful for the contact - keeping you anchored together like an emotional tether, a constant reminder of your love. 

Everything about the moment feels so intimate, his pace slow but still fulfilling. Each time Tom thrusts his hips to meet yours, you feel him in you deep, nudging against those spots only he could reach. Each rut presses you one step closer to heaven, and your praises come out garbled, dissolving into his mouth as his lips caress you, tender and warm. 

Tom pulls away after minutes of deep kissing to stare at you, brown eyes full of warmth. “I’m so lucky,” he stammers out, voice strained. You widen your leg, granting him easier access, and both of you groan as the position lets him in deeper. You can feel that telltale warmth building in the pit of your stomach. “Love of my life, you are. You and your- fuck, your perfect little pussy.” His cheeks are red as he kisses your jaw. “Can’t wait to fuck you for the rest of my life, love.”

His words ignite something inside you that goes much deeper than superficial pleasure, and you find yourself clinging to him, gripping his hand with renewed strength as your other twists down between your bodies. Your fingertips connect with your clit, and you glide them over the bud, moaning louder as you feel your orgasm jerk closer.

“Cum in me,” you find yourself saying, eyes trained on the spot between your legs where Tom’s cock meets with your cunt. “Wanna feel you fill me up.” 

His head finds the crook of your neck, sweaty forehead pushing up against your skin as he grunts. “I’m not going to last much longer.”

“It’s okay.” You squeeze his hand as you gasp for breath. “I’m close.”

Tom peaks a few moments later, and the action of his guttural groans spilling into the air coupled with the way his cock pulses as he empties his load inside you makes you spasm over the edge too. You whimper as you orgasm, a throbbing warmth spreading across you as Tom kisses your neck over and over, his fingers gripping yours tightly as you enjoy the high together, basking in it. Your mouth hangs half-open as you vocalise your climax, your body on fire as he fucks you through it, the moment spanning a short infinity.

“Fuck,” he murmurs, finally stilling. He stays nudged up inside you as he sits up, supporting his weight on his arms, your hands still joined. Tom kisses you passionately, and you feel him smile against your lips as you kiss him back. “I’m so fucking in love with you.”

You bring your free hand up to his head, pushing his hair out from his face as you cup his cheek, looking into his captivating brown eyes. You look at him, and you know that there’s no safer vessel for your heart. You know he’s the love of your life. 

“Love you too,” you say, pausing to kiss him between each word. By the end, both of you are smiling. “You know you’re still in me, yeah?”

Tom chuckles, nodding. “Yeah.” He kisses your nose. “You’re warm.”

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yeah you could say im soft for hoodie!tom...

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[kasey-writes-stuff]

Discoveries

After many years of being friends Boomer and Callahan had finally decided to meet up in real life! They were currently sat on the couch playing Mario kart! It was a very intense battle boomer yelling everytime calla hit him with a banana and calla smiling widely every time! Suddenly boomer elbowed calla in the side lightly in a an attempt to throw him off but what boomer didn’t expect was a squeak! Upon hearing the squeak boomer paused the game and quickly turned to calla

“Yo dawg you good? I didn’t hurt you or something did I?” Calla blushed softly as he quickly shook his head no,boomer titled his head as he curiously and softly prodded at Callahan’s side… his eyes widened and now boomer smiled widely upon hearing another squeak and this time a giggle as well “oh calla don’t tell me? Are you ticklish homie?” Calla’s eyes widened as he tried to debate what to do… on one hand he didn’t mind if boomer tickled him but on the other hand he would be exposing his voice a lot and it was kinda embarrassing to just allow someone to tickle him… after a few moments he pouted softly still in thought on what to do

Boomer gently laid a hand on Callahan’s shoulder “dude it’s okay if you are and if you don’t wanna do anything okay? It’s up to you” Calla flinched slightly at first but then calmed down and nodded softly before signaling that it’s okay for boomer to tickle him… boomer smiled softly “uhm so anywhere to stay away from?” Calla paused in thought before quickly signing for boomer to stay away from his feet, boomer nods “Got it got it no feet stuff so rough or soft big dawg?”

Calla thinks for a moment before signing “both are okay maybe start soft though please” boomer nods smiling softly “alright then so how do you wanna do this?” Callahan shrugs unsure what would be the best and least awkward way to do this, boomer shrugs as well unsure what to do and then Callahan jesters to boomer’s lap and boomer is confused at first but then realizes and nods smiling softly “yea yea sure that’s fine big dawg” Callahan smiles shyly as he lays on boomer’s lap

Boomer says “soo can you raise your arms for me?” Callahan attempts to raise his arms but squeaks as he tries to and shakes his head no smiling as he does so boomer snickers “well how I am I gonna tickle you if you can’t raise your arms doofus?” Callahan shrugs as he already feels giggles bubbling up… boomer grins “Well I guess that means I should just go ahead and go right here!” He gently pokes at Callahan’s stomach a few times… Callahan squeaks which each poke his body jerking and he fights to keep his arms from instinctively covering his stomach

“EEK EEK”

Boomer smiles at the squeaks “Dang you mad ticklish aren’t you homie?” Calla blushes light pink as he shakes his head in denial causing boomer to laugh “oh come on you’re literally squeaking like a dog toy and I’m barely poking you” Callahan blushes more and boomer is quick to notice “awwe homie embarrassed at behind called a squeaky toy? It’s cute big dawg” Calla whines as he signs “no it’s not” Boomer shakes his head “it very much is cute! I guess I’ll just have to tickle you til you agree!” Calla flinched softly boomer’s words as he blushed more and more, boomer smiles an says “can I hold your arms up or somethin? It would make this easier”

Calla nods and boomer gently takes both of Calla’s wrists into one of his hands and pulls his arms above his head… Calla squeaks again as he feels anticipatory giggles bubbling up… boomer squeezes Callahan’s side and is very surprised but the massive jump and squeal! He wasn’t prepared for that at all and blinked in surprise as Calla’s arms come shooting down “woah! Dude is this like one of those what are they called death spots?” Callahan held back giggles as he nodded shyly, boomer nodded “okay so is this an okay spot or no?” Calla nodded yes slightly excitedly at the question… he always felt confused about this spot because it’s probably one of his most, if not his most,ticklish spot and he really liked the spot because even though it was so ticklish still some types of tickles could be just a little relaxing but also he felt almost self conscious in a way about it because he knows it’s not a common place to have as death spot.. any current thoughts of that type are quickly forgotten though as boomer begins to speak

“Really kinda cute homie for you to have a death spot that’s hard to protect because I mean see right now sure your sides are protected but your tummy is wide open so I can-“ he begins scribbling on Callahan’s stomach making him yelp as he falls into frantic giggles and his arms quickly covered his stomach on instinct “AH hahahahahhahaha!” Boomer grins smugly “do that and now I can-“ he quickly scribbles and squeezes on calla’s sides and Calla loses it twisting back and forth as a squeal tears from his throat followed by hysteric laughter “EEEEEPPP AHAHHAAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!”

Boomer can’t help but tease and coo at calla slightly “you’re just so ticklish homie! It’s really cute honestly” Calla shook his head no rapidly through his laughter, his face so red it nearly couldn’t get any redder! “Your ears are even almost red!” Boomer softly scribbles a hand on Callahan’s ear and his other hand has paused the side tickles offering him a small break unsure of how much calla could take at once and not wanting to overwhelm him, boomer is surprised by the snort and soft giggles that follow soon after and he’s even more surprised at the gentle almost hum he seems to hear emit from Calla and his eyes being closed… Boomer nearly audibly awed at the site finding it so adorable and just being overwhelmed with joy that Calla trusted him so much

“This good Calla? You want me to keep it soft or pick it up again?” Through his blissful giggles and closed eyes he signed that this was fine for now but that he did want a little more rough before back to some soft to end everything, boomer nodded in understanding despite Calla not being able to see it “You got it homie just let me know when you wanna switch it up” Calla nodded softly happily allowing the gentle ear tickles to continue for a few minutes before signaling that boomer can switch back to rough…

Boomer nods “okay hmm wanna do a big finale then homie?” Calla nods shyly giving boomer permission for the finale and boomer smiles already having an idea in mind knowing how much this tactic works on him he’s fairly hopeful that it’ll work on Callahan as well! Boomer adjusts himself to sit on calla’s thighs and softly asks “Is it cool if I lift your shirt?” Calla is slightly hesitant and debates with himself for a few moments before nodding nervously and signing “just a little okay?” Boomer nods and gently pats calla’s shoulder in reassurance “of course bud”

He gently raised his shirt just enough to expose his belly button and a few inches above it “you want a safe word of somethin?” The mention of a safe word visibly makes calla calm down slightly realizing he should’ve probably set one much earlier but hey they’re both learning so it’s okay he quickly signs “red” boomer nods “but um if I can’t like see your signal just tap my head or some shiz okay?” Calla giggles softly at the joke nodding in understanding and playfully slaps boomers head just enough to sting a bit

Boomer yelps softly “Hey! Hey hey you ain’t gotta do it that rough now!” He rolls his eyes fondly as he says “alright you ready?” Calla nods smiling in anticipation and boomer smiles “Alright then let’s not make you wait any longer!” Boomer quickly got to work vibrating his thumbs into calla’s hips mixed with squeezes every now and then Calla yelped as fell into loud laughter his body bucking upwards before twisting and turning to instinctively try and escape the feeling! “AhAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA NHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAA” boomers eyes widened slightly and then he smiled in satisfaction “dang homie you’re just one of those what do they call it? Walking death spots aren’t you?”

Calla blushes light red as he shakes his head in denial and boomer laughs “you’re a sassy son of a gun aren’t you?” Calla simply shrugged softly and boomer shook his head as he slows to a stop “alright big dawg I’m gonna go for the set up for the finale and then the big finale! And after that we can cuddle or somethin if you want it’s up to you” Calla giggled residually and gave boomer a small thumbs up, boomer smiled softly as he returned the thumbs up “alright let’s go! You ready?” Calla nods stomach already swarming with butterflies

Boomer adjusts himself slightly and begins to lower his head eyes glancing up to calla who nods softly and so boomer wastes no more time! He quickly leans down and blows the biggest raspberry he can on calla’s navel! Calla squeals as his back instinctively arches up causing boomer to giggle as he says “dang calla you really like it so much that you’re pushing into my mouth that’s kinda cute not gonna lie” Calla shakes his head as he giggles squeakily and signs “no it’s not”

Boomer shakes his head “ah but that’s where you’re wrong homie it is cute! I think I’ll just go ahead and do the big finale!” Calla’s eyes widened as he giggled in anticipation, and boomer’s smile widened at the sound and he waited a few moments before his hands landed on calla’s hips quickly making vibrating motions into them as his lips landed on calla’s side quickly blowing a raspberry before switching to the other side and continuously switching back and forth before nibbling softly!

Calla was stuck in silent laughter for a second before a hiccup escaped him followed by a small scream before more loyd laughter escaped him “….. *hic* AAAHNAHHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAH HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!” It was only a minute or so before calla quickly began tapping boomer’s head! Boomer quickly stopped and began rubbing calla’s sides in an attempt to soothe the residual giggles but what he didn’t expect was a squeak and for calla to push his hands away

He awed silently at the site and couldn’t help but coo slightly “I take it back man you’re not kinda cute you’re very cute” calla still giggled residually and signed “shut up” boomer held his hands up in surrender “I’m just saying I’m just saying” calla rolls his eyes softly as he waits for boomer to move off him, boomer quickly moves off him and adjusts hisself until he’s comfy and then opens his arms which calla shyly but gladly climbs into, he smiles more as he wraps his arms around calla and gently begins running his fingers up and down calla’s back

Calla squeaks softly as giggles begin pouring out, boomer’s eyebrow raises and he giggles softly as he says “man really here too?” Though relent boomer couldn’t speak seeing as his was also fairly sensitive…Calla shrugged softly through his giggles and boomer shakes his head softly “is this okay though? It’s not too much is it?” Calla shakes his head no and boomer sighs contently “good good” boomer closes his eyes in contentment before they pop open and his lips curl inward to hold back a squeak… amid the cuddles and giggles calla decided to lightly spider his fingers up and down boomer’s sides

“Calla w-what are you doing?” Calla signs “nothing just having a little fun” boomer shakes his head still holding back giggles “w-well can’t you find another way to have fun” calla grins a bit as he signs “I could but I’m quite enjoying this” boomer whines softly before a squeal escapes him as calla’s fingers found their way to his ribs

And so the rest of the day was spent with boomer’s laughter and giggles being heard and plenty more video games played and cuddles shared

The end

[topsytervy]

Rented ~ Rafe Cameron

Blurb: Rafe decides to pay your brother Barry to rent you as his date for midsummers and it turns into something a little more.

Word Count: 4,516

Warnings: mentions of drugs, mentions of drinking, swearing, canon Rafe in the beginning, age gap (16 and 19), probably spelling errors, kind of horribly written towards the end, i think that’s all.

I just want to say that it’s not okay to rent out your friends or family members without their consent or just in general so...don’t be Barry. Also, google told me age of consent in North Carolina is 16 but THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. I DO NOT CONDONE A RELATIONSHIP WHERE ONE (OR MORE) OF THE PEOPLE IN A RELATIONSHIP IS A MINOR AND THE OTHER (OR OTHERS) IS AN ADULT. I DO NOT CONDONE IT AND DO NOT RECOMMEND IT. THIS IS PURELY FICTION AND FOR THE STORY.

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Being Barrys younger sister sucked ass. 

He was your legal guardian until you were 18 and he couldn't care less about your well-being if you were being honest. It was well-known that Barry was your brother after all the times he dragged you home from somewhere or constantly called you, telling you to get home. If you opted for turning off your phone, he'd come looking for you or offer someone a gram at half-price if they brought you home.

There was the one time you were at the chateau late one night and he told you that if you weren’t home by 10, you'd be sleeping outside cause he wasn’t going to get up to unlock the door.

JJ dropped you off at 10:01 and, sure enough, a blanket and pillow were sitting on the porch for you. When JJ stopped by later to drop off your phone that you left behind on accident, he saw you sleeping on the ground and took a crowbar to your window.

JJ seemed to be the only one who liked you for you. 

Most of the time when people approached you and became your friend, they did it because they thought that being your friend meant discounted coke. 

It didn't. Frankly, Barry didn’t want you sticking your nose in his little empire. You minded your business and he minded his for the most part.

JJ was probably the first real friend you had. It was very simple of how the friendship formed, he saw someone push you, and he punched them. Why? You don’t know. That was just JJ Maybank for you. 

You repaid the favor the next day when a girl poured her water on him and you broke her nose for him. He laughed as you passed him your sweatshirt so he could dry himself off before you were dragged to the office.

You had also tried convincing Barry to stop selling to Luke Maybank but Barry just said "money is money. I’m not turning away a paying customer just so your little boyfriend can be happy. My happiness comes first. How do you think I feed you?"

8th grade was a wild year.

The first time you ever met Rafe was when he was a senior in high school and you were a freshman.

There was a kegger on the beach and you were on keeping JJ under control duty like every other time. It was a well-known fact around that you could talk JJ down from a fight and keep him from pounding people’s faces in. After all, you liked to avoid conflict and would rather have problems talked out rather than fought out.

So it was no shock when Topper, Kelce, and Rafe showed up and stood in front of you guys for their beers, you had a hand on JJs shoulder and shooting him a glance.

Thankfully, you got through filling their cups without any words said and the party went smoothly for the most part until Topper and JJ got a bit too close to each other.

All you remember is coming back from the bathroom and being dragged to where JJ currently had Topped in a headlock.

"Yo, Y/N! Get your boy off of him!" Rafe had yelled at you. 

You rolled your eyes and flipped him off before rushing over to the two boys.

 You grabbed JJs bicep and leaned in close to him so he could hear you. "J, he's had enough. Let him go." 

JJ hesitated before releasing Topper who immediately had Rafe and Kelce by his side.

Rafe glared at JJ before turning to you. "You better keep your bitch under control before he ends up like his dad."

Your grip tightened on JJ as you held him back from pouncing again. JJ spat some blood into the sand and you handed him to John B before walking over to the older boy.

"You better watch your mouth Rafe before it gets you in trouble." You said evenly.

"Oh really? What? You gonna call your coke dealer brother to come fuck me up?" He practically spat in your face.

You didn’t say anything, just drew back your fist and let it connect with his nose.

"No. I'll do it myself." You hissed, leaning down so only he would hear you as he held his nose.

And that was your first-ever direct interaction meeting with Rafe Cameron. 

It sucked ass and you would’ve thought you two would’ve killed each other the next time you two met.

Except, you didn’t kill each other.

You were so adjusted to him coming in and out of the trailer for coke that you were unfazed when you walked out of your bedroom to see Rafe handing Barry money, a smirk present on his lips as he walked past you and out the door.

"Wow. Kooky cokehead seemed real happy this time. What? You give him a 25% off coupon for his next purchase." You joked, flopping down on the couch.

"No. He left empty-handed. And 200 bucks poorer." Barry grinned, counting out the money.

You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. Why on God's green earth would Rafe fork over 200 dollars only to leave empty-handed?

"Guess who's going to midsummer’s as Rafe Cameron’s date?" Barry looked at you with a smile.

Your eyes widened as you stood up. "You rented me to Rafe Cameron without my consent! I'm 16! He's 19!"

"Legal age of consent is 16 here. Besides, it’s not like he asked to fuck you. He just needed a date to midsummers and he wanted to take you." Barry explained, walking towards his room. 

"Jokes on you! The only dress I have is from 5th grade!" 

"Jokes on you cause country clubs gonna be taking care of your wardrobe for the night!" 

You let out a yell of frustration before turning around and walking put the door, hopping onto your bike, and booking it to the beach.

You ditched your bike at the bike rack and ran down the beach searching for your friends. You let pit a breath when you saw Kie and Pope sitting on the sand. 

"Hey Y/N/N. You look like you've seen a ghost. What’s up?" Pope asked once you were close enough. 

"Where's JB and JJ?" You panted, slightly out of breath from running across the sand. 

Kie nodded out towards the water and you watched as JJ surfed a wave with John B. You crossed your arms and watched your two friends make their way back to shore. JJ grinned as he approached you, surfboard under his arm, shaking his hair and causing water droplets to hit your exposed arm.

"Look who finally showed up." The blonde laughed, slinging his arm around you.

"Sorry, I was held up for a few extra minutes because Barry decided that he'd rent me out to Rafe Cameron for Midsummers!" You told him, voice getting louder and angrier with each word you spoke.

"Please tell me that’s a joke." John B looked at you.

"I wish it fucking was! Rafe stopped by, gave Barry 200 bucks to rent me for a night, and then walked out." 

"That’s crazy," JJ said, surfboard long forgotten in the sand.

You opened your mouth to speak but were cut off by a familiar and unwelcomed voice.

"Hey, Y/N. Haven’t seen you in a bit." 

You and your friends turned to face Rafe, feelings JJs arm tighten around your shoulders.

"You saw me an hour ago tops."

Rafe smirked, hands in his pockets. "I just wanted to let you know that I made an appointment for you to get your measurements taken for your dress. It’s over on the mainland at 11:00 tomorrow."

"What’s the name of the place and I'll take her to the appointment?" Kie crossed her arms over her chest as she spoke.

Rafe shot her a glance before looking back at you. "I’m picking you up at about 9:30 so be ready."

"Hey, jackass. Kie said she would take her. Just tell her the name of the joint." JJ took his arm from around you and took a step towards Rafe 

"Y/N/N, your bitch needs to be put in check," Rafe told you calmly as he looked into your eyes.

You grabbed JJs wrist as he went to lunge and looked at Rafe. "One moment, please. I need to converse with my friends."

Rafe watched you lazily as you tugged your friends away from the older boy. 

"This is really bad timing considering we're in the middle of finding 400 mill," JJ whispered.

"Kie, you gotta stay here and help Pope keep JJ and John B put of trouble and help him reason with them." You told her. 

"And leave you alone with the Kook prince?" John B looked at you like you were crazy.

"I’ll be fine. I'll bring pepper spray." You reassured them.

They all looked at each other before sighing and nodding.

Before you could leave, JJ grabbed your wrist. "If things get weird, send me an SOS and I'll be there ASAP. Even if I have to paddle my way to the mainland." 

You nodded and made your way towards Rafe. "Just don’t try to engage in a conversation with me right away. Unless it’s 10 AM or I've had caffeine, I don’t talk in the mornings." You informed the older boy.

"I'll see you then, angel." Rafe sent you a wink before turning to walk away.

You caught JJs arm, knowing your best friend was close to tackling the kook boy into the sand to pound his face in.

JJ turned to you, leaning in close to your ear to speak. "I’m serious. First red flag, you call or text me. I highly doubt consent is a word in Rafe Cameron’s dictionary."

****

You saw Rafe more in the 4 days leading up to midsummers than you had in a year and you’d be lying if you said you hated it.

The first day was the day you needed your measurements taken. The dress had already been picked out and you ignored the fact that the tailor said that it was about time you two came because he was ready to put it back on the rack after day 3 of holding it.

You stood there, completely out of your comfort zone as measurements were taken and jotted down onto a notepad. 

"How quickly can you get the dress altered?" Rafe asked from the couch, watching the process.

"Depends Mr. Cameron. How quickly do you need it?" The tailor responded.

Rafe rubbed his face, groaning. "Let’s see. Four- four and a half days and that’s counting today. We're coming back to the island on the day of midsummers to pick everything else up, today is just a looking day. So, three days." 

The tailor nodded. "We can do that. We'll make it a top priority."

Rafe nodded before his eyes met with yours. 

The tailor exited the room for something and that’s when you spoke. "A looking day?"

"Yeah. Browse through the jewelry and heels and anything else necessary for midsummers." He glanced down to where you were fiddling with your fingers and immediately pulled out his phone. "And a manicure. Might as well throw in a pedicure." 

"Rafe," you said. He didn’t look up from his phone, probably looking at nail salons nearby. "Rafe." You tried again and still nothing. You sighed before walking over to him. "Rafe!" You went to snatch his phone but he caught your wrist. 

"I heard you the first time now what?" He hissed.

You wrenched your wrist away from him. "How could I know when you didn’t even pay me a glance? At least acknowledge me so I know you heard me and then I wouldn't keep saying your name and get on with what I need to say." You huffed.

"Maybe I like it when you say my name." He smirked.

You rolled your eyes as you felt your face heat up, praying that he either would mistake it for a sudden sunburn or would just ignore it.

"What did you want to say?" He asked, stretching out a bit.

"I’m not wearing heels. I can barely walk in my sneakers without breaking a bone. How the hell am I supposed to do heels?" 

Rafe sat there for a few seconds, chewing on his lip before sighing. "What are your thoughts on little miss perfect?"

"Who?"

"My sister. Sarah. Little miss perfect." Rafe rolled his eyes.

You shrugged. You never really even talked to Sarah except for the whole 'get your friend of my boyfriend' fiasco at the boneyard that one night, but that was more towards Kie than you.

"Tomorrow, she’s teaching you how to walk in heels. Even if I have to hold a gun to her head." Rafe finished as the tailor walked back in.

You grimaced at his choice of words as the tailor reassured Rafe that he would get started right away on the dress and make sure it was perfect for the event. 

Rafe smiled, thanked the man for his time, and then beckoned you to follow him out the door. You shot the tailor a smile and a thank you before following Rafe out the door.

"You hungry?" He asked once you both were out on the street. 

You shrugged once again, shoving your hands into your pockets.

Rafe sighed. "You know, you're going to have to talk to me. Like civil, full sentences, classy conversation." 

"I do know how to be civil Rafe. After all, I haven’t swung on quite yet but depending on how the rest of the day goes, maybe that will change." You answered him before looking at his face, "Is that enough sentences for you?"  

You saw him hold back a smile before training his blue eyes on you. "Just answer the question. You hungry or not?"

You smiled. "I guess I could eat."

"Then let’s go eat then get your nails done."

The second day was nothing completely insane. All you did, was sit about until Rafe dropped by, which was the shortest amount of time you spent with him in those four days. Only being with him for an hour that day for literally no reason. 

"Get dressed. We're going out." He told you when you answered the door.

You sighed, looking down at your pajamas.  "But I’m comfy."

Rafe smiled, shaking his head. "Seriously, come on. Let’s get dinner at the Wreck and then eat it at the beach or something." 

“Was this in the itinerary?”

“Not in the slightest but I’m bored and I’m sure you are too.”

You pursed your lips before nodding. "Alright." 

"That didn’t take much convincing." He commented.

"Well, your offering dinner so I’m not gonna say no." 

"You sure that’s all it is."

You looked back to see Rafe’s signature smirk on his face.

"Don’t let it go to your head, Cameron." 

Rafe rolled his eyes before pushing you in the direction of your room. "Go get dressed. I don’t want anyone else seeing you in your pajamas."

You rolled your eyes with a small smile before walking into your room, leaving Rafe in the hallway.

The evening on the third day was Sarah teaching you how to successfully walk in heels without you ending up in the hospital. 

"Why the hell are these so tall?" You asked, looking up at Sarah and Rafe who sat on the couch.

"Good question. Why are they so tall, Sarah? I said to teach her how to walk in heels, not break her ankles before midsummers." Rafe looked at his younger sister.

"You wanted her to learn how to walk in heels, those are heels. I don’t know what else you expected Rafe." Sarah shot at her brother.

"I don't know, something that still has her feet somewhat horizontal to the ground, not diagonal." Rafe glared at her.

"Then you should’ve bought heels for her to practice in."

"Oh, so it’s my fault?" 

"Yeah. Yeah, it is." 

Rafe didn’t respond, just stood up and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Sarah rolled her eyes before turning her attention back to you.

"Okay, I might have a pair that’s an inch shorter." 

"Bring them out."

You ended up spending the night at the Camerons that night, much to the pogues displeasure.

You just got done brushing your teeth and were laying on Sarah’s bed in a pair of her pajamas when Sarah spoke up.

"So, John B…" 

You shot your head up from the book you found in her room that looked somewhat interesting.

"What about John B?" 

"What’s he like? You know, besides a surfer dude and a felon."

You raised an eyebrow. "What the hell are you on about?"

"He seems… I don’t know… not boring. Not bland. So much better than this life." Sarah sighed, flopping onto her back, arms stretched out.

"Barf in my mouth." You rolled your eyes.

"What? You've never looked at someone and felt a smile tug at your lips for no reason or they look at you and you feel like you are the most gorgeous person in the world. They give you a rush of adrenaline or… or make your head all cloudy."

"Oh my god. You barely even know John B. He's like every other teenage guy. Disgusting, horny, and hungry." You answered. 

Sarah sat up. "That’s the thing. We hung out the entire day today. That’s why I told Rafe to have you come over in the evening. Because I was gone all day."

"So you asked me to spend the night to talk about one of my best friends so you can get in his pants. You've got Topper." You rolled your eyes, getting up from the bed.

"No." She grabbed my wrist. "I think I really like him. He takes me away from the bubble wrap. It’s exciting, the life you guys live. Topper doesn’t take me away from the bubble wrap. If anything, he adds more. When I kissed John B-"

You looked at her. "Wait. What? Listen I like Topper about as much as I like brussel sprouts but I don’t think he deserves his girlfriend kissing another dude before she gets the balls to break up with him." 

"It just happened. And it felt...amazing. I felt breathless like I was on cloud 9." She smiled, ignoring the last bit.

"I'm sure you did. I’m gonna go get some water." You excused yourself.

"Wait." She called.

You turned to look at the blonde and she chucked a pair of heels at you. "Put those on and walk downstairs."

You rolled your eyes before slipping the shoes onto your feet and proceeding put of her room.

Rafe was in the kitchen, snacking on some chips while he was scrolling through his phone. His head shot up when he heard the sound of heels on the stairs. 

He looked towards the entrance of the kitchen and smiled when he saw you enter. 

"You look ridiculous wearing pajamas and heels." He commented. 

You feigned offense, staring at the older boy. "You mean this isn't fashionable? I call it sleeping chic." You did a twirl and Rafe chuckled.

"You know what? It looks wonderful." Rafe placed his arms on the table and leaned forward, watching your every move.

"Your sister threw them at me before I came downstairs. I assume for me to practice but, not to toot my own horn, I think I’m getting the hang of walking in them."

"Go ahead and toot your horn cause if you waltzed up to me at a party the same way you did coming into the kitchen, I would've thought you've been wearing heels your entire life." 

"Why thank you." You grinned, opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water. 

You walked over to the island and slid into the seat next to Rafe, opening the bottle before taking a drink.

"You know something, Rafe?" 

"Hmm."

"I haven’t hated spending these past few days with you. You're surprisingly not that annoying." 

Rafe sent you a smile. "Yeah?" 

You nodded, looking at him.

"I haven’t hated spending these days with you either." He nudged you with his shoulder.

You stood up as you grabbed your water before placing a hand on his shoulder.  "See you tomorrow."

"Yep. Don’t forget we’re going to the mainland tomorrow to pick up everything." He cleared his throat.

You nodded and said goodnight before heading back upstairs and into Sarah’s room, shutting the door behind you.

The night of midsummer was hectic. You and Rafe quickly went to the mainland to pick up the dress, heels, and accessories before grabbing some lunch.

It wasn’t long before you asked Rafe to drop you off at Kie’s to get ready. You had a shower before Kie and her mom helped you get ready, her mom gushing about how Rafe will drop dead when he sees you.

You were blushing bright red at the thought as Kie rolled her eyes before you quickly excused yourself so you could change into your dress and pull on your heels that were picked up earlier that day. Rafe insisted on getting you a necklace but you declined once you saw the price tag, telling him you had a nice pair of earrings and a bracelet at home you could wear that you'd ask Kie to pick up.

After Kiara’s mom took pictures, you were at the event, completely out of your element as you tried to find Rafe which was weirdly difficult considering his height.

You heard a low whistle and whipped around, tensing slightly before relaxing. Rafe stood there in a baby blue suit, a small smile on his face as he looked at you.

"You look stunning, Y/N." He complimented.

You felt your cheeks heating up again as you spoke. "Thanks. You look rather dashing yourself."

His smile grew before he offered you his arm. "Shall we mingle?"

You linked your arm through his. "If we have to."

****

After half an hour of mingling and Rafe getting you both a drink, Rafe set down his empty glass. 

"Let’s dance, angel." 

You sighed, slightly flushing at the nickname this time around, before finishing off your drink and setting down the glass. You followed Rafe onto the dance floor and placed your hands on his shoulders as his own went to your waist.

You two swayed side to side, a silence hanging over the two of you for a bit before you broke it.

"Why me?" 

"Hmm." 

"Why did you pay Barry to rent me for a night when any kook girl here would’ve gone with you and it wouldn’t have cost you anything?" You asked quietly.

You saw Rafe swallow before answering. "I...I…don't really know.” He lied, feeling his breathing pick up slightly.

"Rafe. Breathe." You told him.

He did as you said before looking around, his eyes narrowing. 

"I'll be right back." He muttered, removing his arms from your waist and starting to walk away.

"Rafe," You said, grabbing his wrist.

He turned to look at you before turning back to where his eyes were previously looking, chewing on his bottom lip in thought.

You followed his gaze to see JJ looking at you, concern written on your best friend’s face. 

"Leave him alone, Rafe. He’s not doing anything. Just….lets keep dancing." 

Rafe’s eyes went back to yours and he nodded slowly.

You mouthed a quick I’m fine to JJ before putting your hands back on Rafe’s shoulders. 

"Can I tell you something? Well, a couple of things." 

You nodded.

"Well, for starters, I've been trying to get off coke."

"That’s great, Rafe." You grinned, squeezing his shoulders with your hands.

"It’s hard. But I find it easier to not think about getting high when...um...you're with me." Rafe admitted, feeling his cheeks getting hot.

You felt your breathing pick up and tried your best to keep it under control. "Really?" You breathed out.

He nodded before taking his hands off your waist and reaching into his pocket. "I know you said no to me getting you that one necklace but here. I picked this up when you were at the nail salon that day we were getting your dress altered." 

Rafe handed you a little box and you could practically feel the nervousness radiating off of him as you took it in your own shaking hands. Rafe, for the first time in ages, felt shy in front of a girl and scared of being rejected.

You opened the box to see a little necklace resting in the box, the word angel attached to it. 

"How much was it?" You asked, not wanting him to spend any more money on you than he needed to for this event.

Too late though.

Rafe scratched the back of his neck as he looked down. "I’d rather not answer that question."

Your eyes widened and you smacked his chest. "Rafe Cameron!" You whispered harshly before putting it back in his hands. "I can't accept and keep that. I already planned on giving you the dress and heels back and paying you back for the manicure and pedicure. I can’t keep this in good conscience just because I agreed to be your date tonight. You don’t have to give me a present, you already paid Barry and bought this shit."

Rafe licked his lips as he looked around before looking back towards you. "I shouldn’t have paid Barry unless I was renting Barry, I should've paid you. I technically should've just asked you without paying but I was nervous and I was scared. I knew Barry would let me take you out for the right price and I took advantage of it. It’s just- I caught feelings for you somehow in the last month okay. Like actual feelings and I- I think you're-"

"An angel. Your angel." You finished for him.

Rafe nodded sheepishly before shoving the box back into his pocket. "I always turned to coke for comfort and I feel like when I’m with you, I don’t need to turn to coke for that comfort. I can turn to you. I’m sorry. It’s stupid, I'll just go." 

Rafe turned around but you grabbed him yet again. "It’s not stupid." You whispered before pressing your lips to his.

Rafe was surprised for a second before he kissed back, his hands coming up to cup your face.

After you two pulled away, Rafe smiled. "Does this mean you'll take the necklace?"

You nodded before reaching into his pocket and pulling out the box. 

"Can you?" You asked, gesturing towards the box.

"I would love to." He said, taking the necklace in his hands and placing it around your neck, doing the clasp in the back. 

"Told you she would catch feelings in those four days," Pope stated as he looked at JJ.

JJ clenched his jaw before turning away. "I gotta go find Sarah."

~~~~~

[delaber]

Teasing and stuff that turns smutty maybe with Rafa being surprised that he's not the one in control?

Title: Not in Control

Pairing: Rafael Casal x Reader

Note: thanks Anon! This was a lot of fun hehe

Word Count: 2.5K

Warnings: completely and utterly smut :)

You stumbled into your bedroom, lips still attached, Rafa's hands running feverishly all over your body as he pressed his pelvis up against your bottom. His fingers constantly shifting around on the fabric of your dress as if he couldn't make up his mind on where to keep them. You were well aware of how much he had wanted this all night; the longing look he had sent you from across the room as you had entered the party, the naughty things he had whispered in your ear as you'd made your rounds and said hello, his tongue in your ear when you'd 'casually' bumped into him in the bathroom in-between courses, his desperate hand between your thighs during dinner. His sexual frustration had been so obvious to you but no one else had seen a thing. Thank god! The fact that no one knew about the two of you only made it so much hotter. Rafa had assured you that not even his best friend Daveed knew what the fuck was going on. And you loved it. Having sex with Rafa behind everybody's backs felt forbidden although it really wasn't. You were just two friends who were insanely attracted to each other and who met up occasionally to have rough sex. No need to tell the whole world no matter how good it was.

"This dress..." Rafa mumbled against your skin, "I fucking love this dress! I've been wanting to rip it off you since the moment you stepped in."

"I bought for you," you groaned as his lips found the sensitive spot on your skin.

"Turn around. Let me see you," he said and you did a little twirl for him, "Oh fuck!" he groaned, "I can't decide which angle of you looks best. I've been thinking about fucking you all night," his tongue found your ear, "you know how I love your little obedient face when you do what I tell you to do," he hissed against your ear as his hand snaked its way up to your throat where he firmly pressed in on the veins.

You let out a small moan at his actions and physically felt the wetness grow between your legs as he took control over you. But you had promised yourself that tonight would be different. Tonight you would be the one in control over him.

"Take off your dress for me," he said harshly, as he pinched your hard nipples through the dress' fabric, "and get on the fucking bed."

"No," you simply said.

You felt Rafa freeze behind you. His hands stopped moving around and his lips were retracted from your skin, "...no?" he said in a surprised tone of voice.

"No," you simply repeated before you slowly turned around in his arms, "you're not in control tonight. I am."

At first, he was about to interject but he thought better of it and instead sent you a look that was fifty percent devilish, fifty percent surprised. "...if you say so," he ended up smirking to try and hide the fact that he had been taken aback.

"Good," you said and nodded to the winged chair that you had moved from the living room to your bedroom just for this purpose, "strip down to your boxers and sit down."

"Yes ma'am," Rafa smirked, hands flying to the button on his slacks.

While he undressed, you opened your dresser and pulled out a silk ribbon that you had saved for this occasion.

When you turned around to face him again, Rafa was patiently waiting in the chair wearing just his boxers.

"I have a treat for you because you're so obedient," you almost whispered. You could see Rafa's eyes grow darker as you slowly walked over to him and straddled his waist. "Give me your wrists," you said and ghosted your fingers just above his massive erection. Rafa visibly gulped but clapped his hands together in a swift motion, and held out his wrists to you.

"Look at you all obedient," you smirked as you tied his wrists together with the ribbon. You grabbed his jaw and forced him to look into your eyes, "now tell me who's in control of this."

"You are," he gulped against your fingers as he desperately looked into your eyes.

"Good," you kissed him hungrily and sensually moved your hips around on top of him, earning yourself a little whimper coming from the back of his throat as he enjoyed the friction you were creating. You pulled your face back from his and grabbed the lower hem of the tight dress you were wearing. Slowly, you pulled it upwards, in the process revealing your lace panties and your soft stomach. Your actions were so painfully slow, that Rafa wanted to rip the useless piece of fabric into shreds just to have you naked on top of him a couple of seconds earlier. It had been three days since your last encounter and in Rafa's opinion, it had been way too long. He had been craving this since you'd said goodbye on Thursday morning.

You pressed your pelvis against his erection as your dress rode higher and higher. Slowly, you lifted the fabric over your tits, lifting them too in the process, and causing them to fall down with a satisfying bounce. Rafa felt the pre-cum staining his boxers as he looked at your build; your soft yet toned stomach, the beautiful and round well-sized boobs topped with small perky nipples. He had to touch you. He just had to. He reached out his hands, his fingers brushing against one of your hard nipples but it didn't take you long to move away from him.

You sent him a dark look, "do I have to tie your hands to this chair or are you going to behave?"

"What happens if I don't behave?" he chuckled, "are you gonna spank me?"

"No, but I will be sending you on your way home. Understand?"

The smile on Rafa's face faltered, "Okay," he gulped, "I'll be good. I swear."

"Good," you said and moved your hips against him again. He groaned at the friction and bucked his hips slightly upwards.

You crawled down from his lap and positioned yourself on the floor in front of him, eyeing the bulge in his pants. He was looking at you with quivering anticipation as you slowly pulled off his boxers, leaving him completely naked in front of you. You grabbed him at the base of his cock and inched your face closer to his crotch. But instead of moving your hand as he had expected you to, your mouth moved straight for his balls, kissing and licking them painfully sloppily, and painfully slowly. Every few seconds, you moved your thumb across the tip of his erection and slowly pulled back his foreskin, causing him to whimper and pant above you as he was writhing in the chair. He was desperate to touch you.

Slowly, you moved from his balls and kissed your way from the base of his cock to the tip of it, tasting the pre-cum that was leaking steadily out of him. "Oh, fuck," he lolled his head back against the head rest, looking down at you while you were licking his head.

Your tongue moved in swirls around him, your lips closing around him every once in a while while you slowly sucked him off. He was moaning and panting above you, his hands desperate to touch you, but he had learned his lesson. He would keep his fingers to himself.

You moved your lips further down his shaft, pulling him all the way down your throat before you moved your lips up again, releasing him with a small pop.

"Holy shit," he groaned above you as you repeated your motions, your tongue sloppy against him while you pulled him down your throat over and over. "I'm so close," he moaned above you, his eyes finally closed as he enjoyed your movements in front of him. His chest was heaving up and down with small shallow breaths as he enjoyed the sensation you were causing him. With one last lick along his length, you released him completely, causing him to whip his head around, "no!" he said desperately, his cock twitching in front of him.

"Get on your knees in front of me," you demanded as you climbed down from him.

Immediately, he got up from the chair and fell to his knees on the floor in front of you. He gave you a soft kiss on your stomach before he looked up at you with patient eyes.

"Pull off my panties."

"How am I supposed to do that when I'm not allowed to use my hands?" he chuckled.

"Do I look like a care?" you raised an eyebrow at him.

He sent you a throaty laugh and inched his face closer and closer to the laces between your legs, kissing your thighs softly before he used his teeth to forcefully pull down the piece of garment. With his teeth alone, he brought down your panties to your ankles. You tangled your fingers in his hair as you stepped out of them, sending him a look full of lust

Rafa looked up at the marvellous wonder before him and enjoyed how you were finally completely naked before him. He pulled his face close to you and let his tongue taste your folds before you stepped away from him.

"Am I really going to have to send you home?"

"No," he whimpered as he looked up at you with huge eyes, his hands in a praying motion in front of his chest, "sorry. I couldn't help myself. I wanted to do something for you."

You levelled your face with his and grabbed his jaw tight, "tonight is not about what you want," you whispered, "If you disobey my orders one more time this is over. Do you understand?"

"Yes," he gulped, "I understand."

"Good," you released his face, "now get on the bed."

He sat down against the headrest, his long legs sprawled across the mattress. Slowly, you climbed on top of him and rocked your hips back and forth to feel him against your sensitive nerves. You reached down and kissed him sloppily while you slowly ran your fingers along the length of his erection. When he let out an involuntary moan against your mouth, you let go of him and turned around, your legs still straddling him. You reached behind your back, grabbed him by the base and guided his cock inside you while a small moan escaped your lips. He filled filled you up completely and you had been craving this too.

"Oh, fuck," he whispered behind you as you began moving your hips back and forth. He was moving his hips in time with yours, meeting you half-way as he watched himself repeatedly disappear into your wet tightess. "Your ass looks amazing," he groaned and took a look at the beautiful shape before him, "can I please touch it?"

"No," you panted and looked over your shoulder, taking in Rafa's tortured face behind you.

He seemed to enjoy this position, so you stayed in it for a while until you found that it was time to switch it up. You pulled away from him, and climbed on top of him again so you could ride him face to face. He quickly slid inside you again with a small moan escaping both of you. You were bouncing on top of him, and you could tell that he was desperate to touch you, his hands twitching involuntarily in front of him while his gaze was fixated on your bouncing tits.

"Okay, you've had your fun now," he finally growled and pulled his wrists to his mouth, untying the knot on the silk ribbon with his teeth in only a matter of seconds. He tossed the ribbon aside, his hands immediately flying to your hips, flipping you around on the mattress below you. He pushed himself inside you with force and gathered your hair in a pony tail, which he tugged on slightly as he moaned behind you. He was fucking you just the way he knew you liked it; rough and unapologetic.

He tugged your head backwards by tightening the grip he had on your pony tail, and listened to your sweet whimper but slowed down his movements when realised that he had taken so much control of the situation that he had ruined your fantasy of bossing him around. His fingers found your hard nipples and he rolled them between his thumb and index finger, "tell me what you want me to do," he whispered against your ear and pressed his lips to your neck as he slowly slid out of you.

"I want you to fuck me hard," you moaned breaking character completely and arching your back exaggeratively so your hips tipped to his advantage.

"Turn around then," he said darkly.

You turned around on your back.

"Put this under your hips," Rafa said as he handed you a pillow.

You did as he asked of you and waited for him to continue. He grabbed your legs and let you wrap them over his shoulders. He put his hands on your calves and pushed them slightly back toward your head, sliding inside you with a desperate sound as the position allowed for the deepest form of penetration he had ever experienced before. He bottomed out completely, and you moaned loudly as he hit a sweet spot deep inside you. You felt how he pulled himself back a little before he slid inside you again with force.

His right hand went straight to your throat where he tightened his grip playfully. The feeling of him deep inside you toppled with his fingers wrapped around your throat sent you over the edge with a series of loud moans as he moved in and out of you faster and faster. He felt you grow tight around him and even though it was a wonderful sensation, he remembered that he wasn't wearing a condom. So he quickly pulled himself out of you with a hard pant and finished himself off by the movements of his own hand, his cum landing on your chest and stomach as he made a desperate sound.

"Oh fuck," he groaned as he opened his eyes and admired your naked body in front of him. He leaned over you and kissed his way up your throat to your lips. "I'm sorry," he groaned against your soft lips, "I'm sorry I didn't just let you live out your fantasy. I'm sorry I took control."

"You let me live it out perfectly" you whispered against him, "I loved it."

"Does that mean that you don't see any reason to live it out again?" he asked you. It was a loaded question and you understood.

"Actually, I might have a few ideas for next time," you groaned and felt his smile grow wide on his lips.

"Can't wait," he growled against your lips.

[flightlessangelwings]

Don’t Be Too Loud

Mando x Reader (Smut, 18+ only)

Masterlist in bio

Yo, how perfect is his gif?!

There were days where Mando would be gentile and make sweet love to you; where he would lay you down on his cot and kiss every inch of your body. And then there were days where he was rougher with you. He would throw you down, fuck you senseless and make you scream until your throat was sore. This was the latter.

You and Mando had been on this one bounty for days. Every time you thought you had him, he slipped away. Finally, with teamwork you and the bounty hunter were able to capture your target. However, you could tell that your partner was on edge. Difficult targets usually put him in a mood. And as soon as the two of you returned to the ship and the child was tucked in to sleep in a small separate room, Mando grabbed you and practically threw you into his quarters.

Before you could register his movements, he tightly fastened a blindfold over your eyes and locked the door. You opened your mouth to say something, but his lips covered yours before you could get more than a syllable out. His kiss felt urgent, and his tongue immediately dove into your mouth. You eagerly responded and kissed him back with the same passion. Whatever thought you had was gone now and all that was on your mind was the Mandalorian and his touch.

Soft moans escaped your lips as it felt like he tried to devour you. His hands roamed all over your body and he didn’t take long to rip your clothes off of you. Chills ran up you as the cold air hit your now completely exposed body. It was only when Mando left you completely naked that he broke away. You collapsed onto his cot completely out of breath as you listened to the rustling sound of him disrobing himself.

You almost jumped when you suddenly felt his hands on your waist again. Since he was almost always completely covered by his armor, Mando’s bare hands on your skin was a sensation that you could never get enough of. He ran his fingers up to cusp your breasts, and you wrapped your arms around his strong shoulders. You inhaled sharply as he started to kiss your neck and sucked at the sensitive spots there. You let out a moan as you held onto his body as if your life depended on it.

He stopped and broke away, “Don’t be too loud,” his voice was low in your ear, “We don’t want to wake the kid up.”

Mando’s low, commanding voice only turned you on even more. You bit your lip as his lips reconnected with your body, this time on your nipple. It was hard to keep your voice down when all you wanted to do was cry out and scream his name. For the time being, you were able to keep your voice down and only soft whimpers left your lips.

He smiled against your skin as he worked his way down your body. He loved the way he drove you crazy, and he never felt anything like this with anyone else. Mando positioned himself between your legs and he couldn’t hold himself back. Usually he started slow with you and took his time, but the angry energy and leftover adrenaline from the difficult bounty left him an a more aggressive mood.

Without warning, he all but attacked your cunt with his tongue. His strong arms held your hips down before you involuntarily bucked them up. His tongue went right for your clit and he pushed hard against the sensitive nub. You bit your lip hard to keep yourself from screaming, but it was definitely a challenge.

You grabbed onto his hair as you panted and writhed with pleasure. A thin layer of sweat made your body glisten in the dim light of the room. Mando licked and lapped at your pussy, which was already dripping wet. He eagerly tasted all of your juices as if it was the sweetest thing he had ever tasted. Your moans got louder and louder until you let out a small scream. Your orgasm was close.

Mando let you moan at first. He truly loved it when you screamed and threw your head back in pleasure. The sounds you made in bed were the most sensational in the galaxy to the bounty hunter. But right now, he did not want to wake the child who was sound asleep in the next room. He could feel your body tense beneath him, and by the way your legs shook he knew you were close. He sucked at your clit just a little bit more until your voice got too loud as you were about to come.

It was then that he abruptly pulled away, which caused you to whimper, “I said not to scream,” he growled.

You were completely out of breath after he edged you so close to your climax, but you managed to breathe out a soft, “Sorry.”

He smiled down at you as he gently cupped your chin. But the tender moment didn’t last and he swiftly pulled your body up so that you sat upright. “You’re sorry?” his question was phrased more like a statement, and you shivered in anticipation for whatever he wanted to do to you next.

You could hear him reposition himself, but you couldn’t feel his touch yet. Since you couldn’t feel his breath anymore, you guessed that he was now standing in front of you. And your guess was right. The next thing you felt from him was his hand on your face, more specifically by your mouth. With one hand, Mando forced your jaw down so that your mouth was open for him. With his other hand, he guided his fully erect length into the open orifice.

The action made you gag at first, mostly because you had no idea what to expect. His large dick completely filled your mouth and it took you a moment to readjust your breathing. He stood still for a moment once he was engulfed in you.

“Put your hands on my hips,” he commanded. You complied without question. “If it’s too much for you, tap me twice. Understand?”

A double tap on his hips told him that you were good to go. He reached around to the back of your head and tugged to tilt your head back even more. A muffled moan escaped your lips as he started to thrust himself in and out of your mouth. He started slow at first, but quickly picked up his pace. He looked down at your blindfolded face and almost came just from the sight. Never had you looked sexier to him than you did right now, with his cock in your mouth and your hands gently laid on his hips.

Mando paused for a moment to keep his orgasm back; he didn’t want to come until he was buried deep inside of you. You took the moment to catch your breath and took a few deep inhales through your nose. Without a word, he picked up his pace again and fucked your face even harder than before. He could hear your gasps and breaths and he couldn’t help but let a moan out himself.

“Ah, fuck!” he closed his eyes and threw his head back. With one more rough thrust, he pushed himself as far into your throat as he could and held for a few moments. When he heard your breathing become more ragged, he finally pulled out and the only sound in the room was panting from both of you. And then you chuckled.

“What’s so funny?” he asked as he stocked the side of your face.

“I thought you said we had to be quiet,” your voice was hoarse, but you still got the smart-ass tone across.

That flipped the switch back from tender Mando to aggressive Mando. With another swift movement, he covered your lips with his in a dominating kiss. You eagerly kissed him back and wrapped your arms around him. You could feel one strong arm around your waist to hold you up, and his other hand hovered over your still dripping cunt.

In one fluid movement, Mando pushed two fingers deep inside you. Your scream was stifled by his mouth on yours as he showed you no mercy. Your body shook as you felt his fingers push in and out of you. If it wasn’t for his grip on your back, you would have fallen back and melted onto the cot. Your fingernails scratched at his shoulders as the increasing sweat on your hands made it harder to hold onto him.

Feeling how wet you were, Mando added a third finger and pumped your even harder than before. He kept his mouth over yours to keep your screams from traveling throughout the ship. But oh, how he wished he could see your face right now or watch his fingers disappear inside your body.

Your legs started to shake and he knew your orgasm was close. Mando repositioned his hand so that when his fingers were fully buried in you, his thumb would hit your hit. And that drove you absolutely wild. Even when gagged by his own mouth, he could hear your voice go up the way it did whenever you were close. He smiled against you as he pushed you over the edge.

“MMMM!” was all you could voice as your climax took over you. You whole body trembled with pleasure as you held into the Mandalorian as his fingers rode out your orgasm.

He slowed his pace and pulled away to study you. Every little movement from him made you squirm as your body was extra sensitive from your climax. Mando decided to give you a little break and softly pulled his fingers out of you. As he set you down to lay on your back, he admired how slick his hands were from your pussy. His eyes them moved from his hand to your body, which now lay supine and spread out on his cot. Your chest rose and fell as you steadied your breathing.

The sight made his cock twitch and he couldn’t take it anymore. He had to fuck you. He crawled on top of you and kissed you passionately. You whimpered into his mouth as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Mando let himself moan as his tongue danced with yours.

He only broke apart from you to line himself up at your entrance. Even with just his tip at your hole, you cried out as he started to push his length into you. The bounty hunter quickly covered your mouth with his hand, but he found himself pushing his own lips together. You felt so good and warm around him that it got harder and harder to hold himself back.

When he was fully sheathed inside you, Mando leaned over to cover your mouth with his once again. He could tell you were tired already, but he wanted to get one more orgasm out of you, especially since he was so rough on you today. Slowly he pushed himself in and out of you, which caused both of you to groan.

Mando knew he wasn’t going to last long, not when you drove him crazy the way you did. And he guessed that you wouldn’t last long either. He picked up the pace and before you knew it, he was pounding into you with fervor. Your mouth dropped open, but hardly any sound came out. Your throat was so raw already that you had nothing left but a silent scream.

Heavy breathing was the only sound in the room as Mando’s rhythm quickened and he fucked you hard. He could never get over how amazing you looked when you writhed in pleasure beneath him. Before he knew it, he could feel his climax start to build inside of him.

“Ma…Mando…” you panted, “I’m… I’m not gonna last long…” it was as if you read his mind.

“Me too baby,” he replied in a low voice as he thrusted into you, “You feel so good.”

That was the last push you needed and for the second time, you came. Your legs shook around his waist and the only sound that came out of you was a broken, soft cry.

Mando came right after you; the way your walls clenched around his cock was that last push that drove him over the edge. He moaned out your name as he exploded inside of you.

He slowed his pace until he collapsed on top of you. You let out a grunt at the sudden weight, but immediately wrapped your arms around him. You weren’t sure if it was your heart that pounded or his, but most likely it was both. Mando lay still on your chest to catch his breath, his cock still inside of you. You knew you would be sore after this, but it was completely worth it.

As you lay in the comfortable quiet, you suddenly laughed, “So much for being quiet,” you said into his ear as you played with his hair.

Mando let out a snort as he pushed himself up on his elbow. He placed a kiss on your cheek just under the blindfold before he pulled out of you and grabbed a blanket to cover you. “Are you ok?” he asked as he wrapped his arms around you.

You were more than happy to nuzzle against his chest and made yourself comfortable before you replied, “More than ok,” you honestly loved it when Mando was rougher with you, “That was amazing,” you added before you realized how sleepy you started to feel.

“It was,” he watched over you as you fell asleep on his chest.

~

Mando tag list: @ugly-wall-flower​ @spottedlekkudancer @smolashie @im-the-nerdiest-of-them-a11 @soapjay @ispilledmyink​ @bva14​ @iamakindprincess @pascalisthepunkest @astronomyturtle 

[caprina-mints]

Hey. Can I have a headcannon where (Eyeless jack, Laughing Jack, Jane, Liu, Masky) seeing their s/o Masturbating. Lol not sorry

Anonymous Asked : Hey, I have a headcannon with (eyeless jack, masky, Nina, liu, Toby) seeing there s/o hitting there meat?. Ya know like master-bastion. Sorry if this seem pretty fuck up.

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So I got two Asks for the same topic and Decided to Just Merge Everything Up in One post! :D I Hope you'll Enjoy It!

Catching Their s/o Masturbating :

Eyeless Jack :

❧ This had been going on for awhile

❧ And by 'that' it means you have been feeling aroused abnormally for some reason.

❧ You're starting to think Jack's Demon Thingy is rubbing off on you.

❧ He wasn't home one time and you just couldn't take it anymore.

❧ You ended up on your bed squirming and moaning his name.

❧ With two of your fingers inside you pumping in and out in a steady pace.

❧ You underestimated Jack's Demon abilities because he could hear your moans miles away from the mansion.

❧ When he heard his name escape your sweet plump lips he immediately finished the Job and came home as fast as he could.

❧ His ears picked up on every dirty noise you made and it made him hold back a growl.

❧ He didn't barge in immediately though.

❧ He peeked through the door and saw your figure on the bed and the expression on your face made it obvious of how needy you were for him.

❧ The moment you moaned out his name again he didn't hesitate to barge in and lock the doors once he was inside.

❧ You were embarrassed and surprised your face was flushed red.

❧ Your actions came to a halt your fingers still inside you.

❧ this demon boi is really fast when it comes to you though.

❧ You just took your eyes away from him for 2 seconds and he was gone.

❧ He was already right behind you purring grabbing your hand and he guided your fingers , continuing to pump in and out of your slick covered hole with his guidance.

❧ " Tsk. Teasing me in the middle of a Job, Naughty princess. I think I spoiled you too much but all you had to do was ask~ and I'll gladly spread your legs open and shove my cock in and out of you"

❧ You threw your head back mewling when he added his own long and slender finger inside you.

❧ " Don't worry princess I'll fuck you so good you'll never be needy for a week~ "

Laughing Jack :

❋ This fucking clown had been toying with you since the very beginning.

❋ He invited everyone to his carnival for the day

❋ And he had been teasing you since the very beginning, From gentle caresses to harsh and rough gropes . And don't even get me started on how he starts dirty talking you while everyone else was standing there so unaware.

❋ The worst part? He had given you a candy to 'suck' on and that candy was laced with some sort of aphrodisiac and you were foolish enough to eat that candy.

❋ You knew this clown had something up his sleeves when he started laughing like a maniac when you arrived

❋ You were blinded with desire and want for him and just imagining how good he could eat you out made you wet.

❋ You were desperate but you still stood your ground because of that little something called pride. Yeah you had it in you but right now you definitely need something in you.

❋ You were slightly dizzy because if suppressing it for too long and your body felt so hot. Your face was red and you were unconsciously rubbing your thighs together..

❋ That clown was enjoying the show.

❋ Fuck him...

❋ But most especially you wanted him to fuck you right now.

❋ ' Beg ' he whispered and you were having none of it. Being the stubborn person you are.

❋ So you immediately found your way to the bathroom where you immediately took off your pants and started doing the deed.

❋ Moaning and panting you began to fasten your pace while adding another digit at the same time imagining L.J's tongue swirl inside your squelching pussy.

❋ Unbeknownst to you that a monochrome clown had followed you inside and was watching you from the shadows.

❋ " Well you seem to be enjoying yourself Baby Sweets~ if you only begged for me to give it to you you wouldn't have suffered "

❋ Ah yes the annoying clown who led you to this mess in the first place.

❋ apparently the drug was strong and your mind began to feel fuzzy.

❋ " A-ah~ Please~ I want you"

❋ With those simple words your hand was pushed back and L.J had already spread your legs wide open his long tongue dragging itself along your wet clit which earned him a desperate and shaky moan from you.

❋ " Sit tight Baby Sweets, I haven't eaten yet and you're my main course~"

Liu :

❦ Oh well this Half Sweet Half Asshole Boy of yours was always out on missions and For the past Week he was barely home.

❦ Which Left You Needy and desperate for him.

❦ You Tried Reaching Out to Him, Grabbing his attention in every way you could.

❦ But he's either and idiot or just innocently oblivious.

❦ The last attempt was made and Of Course Liu was unaware bit you knew full well that Sully was aware.

❦ so You gave up and let him have his way.

❦ One night however you couldn't sleep and needed something to Tire you out.

❦ That was when you remembered a gift your annoying cousin gifted you as a joke.

A dildo.

❦ So why not use it?

❦ That's exactly what you Did.

❦ Arching your back as you muffled your moans with the piece of clothing you gagged yourself with as the silicon material pumped in and out of your slick covered pussy at the same time imagining it was Liu.

❦ You didn't know you needed it this much.

❦ Your other hand groping and touching your breast as you bucked your hips on the silicon material deep inside you.

❦ You never notice your Oblivious Pudding had arrived long ago watching your every move.

❦ You didn't notice him so he took it offensively thinking you ignore him.

❦ So he took the initiative this Time.

❦ You didn't get to react when the dildo was yanked away from you and a future bigger than yours hovered over you with fierce eyes and an aroused expression.

❦ " You have me and you're using a Toy to Satisfy you? "

❦ He growled out and you knew it was a combination of Liu and Sully because of the mix of two voices.

❦ The nerve he had when he said that. You had been asking him to for awhile. Wow he's an idiot.

❦ You didn't answer him and he didn't take that lightly.

❦ he pushed his still clothed and hardened cock onto your dripping pussy making you Gasp and look down.

❦ " I'll make sure you're never using another Toy when I'm done with you... You'll only crave my Dick "

Jane :

❆ You and Jane had a small misunderstanding but it led to an argument which caused you two to ignore each other's existence for the past few days.

❆ You unfortunately made the mistake to Side with Jeff on what's more delicious Ketchup or Mustard.

❆ She didn't appreciate that because she was expecting you to take her side and she never thought you'd actually side with her most hated enemy.

❆ She was extremely Offended and pushed out on you to which you responded calmly with every word she threw even though it was a bit harsh.

❆ You felt lonely and empty without her. You did everything with her and now you miss her so much it actually led you to being sexually frustrated.

❆ You were in your room Playing with yourself your imagination going wild.

❆ You didn't think Jane would actually Barge in on you while muttering an apology but seeing you like that.

❆ well it was a big turn on for her.

❆ She was a bit surprised to because she never took you as someone who would masturbate.

❆ You were speechless and horny at the same time you were so conflicted with your emotions you didn't notice Jane climbing on your lap smirking down on you.

❆ " If I knew this would be a sight I'd be welcomed with I would have came here earlier~ "

Nina :

▶ You and Nina have been dating for a year and well.. You never did have sex because you didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable.

▶ You were also high key jealous of how much she likes smile child... Mostly known as Jeff.

▶ You never brought up sex with her because you were a bit shy to ask.

▶ But as you observed Nina was oblivious and she sometimes does stuff to make you horny without even trying.

▶ She'd Bend down right in front of you or when you're in the same room together she'd walk out half naked or with nothing at all.

▶ Honestly you try to purify yourself with these unholy thoughts as much as you could but day by day it gets worst and your desire for her growing stronger.

▶ You couldn't handle it anymore so it had you seated on your bed Using Your Hands to Satisfy You moaning her name having one if her shirts beside you.

▶ You were close but Nina being Nina came in at the most unfortunate Time.

▶ You couldn't force anything out of your mouth and she was staring at you for awhile before locking the door and stripping each piece of clothing on her one by one.

▶ once she was on top of you she was completely bare and her smirk was growing wider.

▶ " Finally a Good Reason To Fuck You ~"

Toby :

♗ well let's just say you have a high sexual drive .

♗ Of course You and him had sex more than one time and you'd be lying if you said you didn't savor every inch of this boy.

♗ You love how you can Have him acting like a shy kitten at first but He could immediately dominate your ass the minute he'd snap and growl.

♗ But Your high sexual drive is something you'd keep to yourself for one reason. You didn't want to have him thinking negatively about you and it might scare him.

♗ so When you're feeling yo for it your usually licked in your room watching Porn while fingering yourself endlessly.

♗ That's exactly what you're doing Now. Your fingers inside your pussy feeling the warmth of your walls while moaning his name out loud.

♗ You didn't even hold back your moans anymore and you knew he'd be back after a few hours.

♗ You Never expected to see him walk out of your closest his fingers wrapped around his shaft jerking himself off whole watching your figure freeze in place.

♗ " I-I was t-thinking of s-urprising you but it looks like I-I was t-he one w-who g-got s-s-urprised...B-Babe W-watching you t-ouch y-ourself b-ecause of me turns m-me on but I'd rather have you r-ride my dick until you start s-screaming"

♗ He picked you up from your position on your chair and he sat there himself with you straddling him your folds coming in contact with His hardened Tip smeared with Precum mixed with your slick.

♗ You're definitely Getting a Lot of Fucks starting now.

Masky :

✵ Your Boyfriend was a natural born asshole and the two of you often make bets. But this time you Lost Big time.

✵ You were unfortunate enough to get a dare from Masky that can have your toes curling.

✵ 5 Hours of Having a Vibrator inside you was bad... Having two vibrators on both your holes was terrible.

✵ You Could barely make a straight face and Masky was holding the switch.

✵ He would purposely turn it to maximum if you were talking to someone and you couldn't even make one single sentence without groaning, stuttering or whimpering.

✵ You couldn't walk straight or even Think straight.

✵ When you two are seated tiger he'd turn it to Maximum and Have his dirty hands squeezing your thighs with that dumb arrogant smirk on his face.

✵ He kept it on Maximum for the past hour and you couldn't count how many times you came and how sensitive you are you could feel how wet you are through your thick pants and you had to run back to your room.

✵ You pulled out both of the Vibrators but somehow you wanted more. Your hand trailing down and two of your fingers rubbing your clit before inserting two digits inside you which slid inside easily because of how wet you were .

✵ You couldn't stop and you needed That Asshole of yours... Also known as Masky.

✵ Speaking of the Devil he strode inside your room like he owned the place and from the looks of it he had been watching you from the start.

✵ " F-uck you Masky "

✵ He chuckled taking off his mask as well as his jacket " I think the correct term for that is Fuck Me Masky "

✵ He grabbed you by your throat before devouring your lips with his ripping off your top and placing both of your legs on each side of his shoulders.

✵ " I bet I can make you cum twice in a row Baby now Be good and stop cursing at me because that will undoubtedly piss me off and urge me to ram my cock so deep inside you, you'll see stars and your legs will start shaking"

[earthshinex]

tease filled mornin

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

word count: 2.1k

genre: fluff w/ some sexual innuendos

summary: a few short and small innocent kisses ultimately turn into a game of “who can tease who better”

an: just an old story i wrote on wattpad from years ago that i wanted to share on tumblr :)

You and Bucky had been dating for about a year now and every single second you spent together felt like a dream. You were always so comfortable with him and you trusted him with your life. Sometimes he would have his relapse moments, moments when he would feel too vulnerable and scared to be around you. But it never made your love for him diminish. Nothing could.

When he wasn’t shutting you out in ‘Winter Soldier’ mode, he would be making you laugh or cuddling with you. He loved kissing you or holding you in his arms. And he definitely loved your touch; he craved it. So today was definitely not his or your day when you decided to tease him.

When you woke up, your back was flush against Bucky’s chest while his arm was wrapped around your waist. You rolled over to face him, only to see he was still sleeping.

“Great.” You thought to yourself. It wasn’t too bad though, as you quickly decided to take this time to admire his face.

His cheekbones were flawless; sculpted to perfection. You often teased him about being able to cut your finger on them. Those and his jawline, of course. You took notice of how thick and full his beard had gotten. He talked about how much he wanted to shave it.

“I think I need a new look.” He would often tell you.

He was wrong of course; he looked handsome with his beard and he absolutely did not need a new look. You stated this many times and so, you became the reason he hadn’t brought himself to shave it.

You continued to drink in every detail of his face. His hair was originally in a loose bun before you guys went to bed. But, the rubber band must have fallen out over night because his hair was all over his face and his pillow.

You pushed a few strands out of his face and tucked them behind his ear. This made him stir but not wake up. You started to trace his face with your finger which obviously tickled because he stirred again, this time turning onto his back. You didn't want to wake him; he looked so peaceful. However, you did want your boyfriend to wake up and shower you in kisses, as he always did. Today you decided you would return the favor.

You scooted in close to him, placing your hand on his stomach and lying your head on his chest. He instantly cradled you but you weren’t sure if he was awake or if it was just out of habit.

“Still nothing?” You questioned yourself. You quickly sat up and straddled him. If he wasn't awake before, he definitely would be now. You began leaving light kisses all over his face; moving from his forehead down to his jaw. He sighed, placing his hands on your hips, his eyes still closed. You both smirked.

“About time.” you whispered more to yourself than him. You continued with your assault and moved to his neck, causing him to let out a quiet groan. He felt you smirk against his skin.

"Someone's finally awake." You grin, still placing kisses on his neck.

"How could I not be?" He huffed, squeezing your hips.

You laughed, "Yeah well you weren't up yet. Had to take matters into my own hands."

You continued to kiss all over his neck, making sure your lips lingered on each one. He moved both of his hands to your back, rubbing circles.

"What're doing, doll?" He questions groggily, still drawing circles on your skin.

"Peppering you with kisses. You always do it to me." You say, trailing your kisses down to his chest.

“Yeah, well you know what that leads to…." He says, moving his hands back to your hips, giving them a light squeeze.

You sit up to face him, only to be met with a stupid grin plastered on his face, matching yours.

"Well Mr. Barnes, that will not be happening today." You laugh before hopping off your boyfriend and off of your shared bed.

You begin a slow path to the door, making sure to switch as much as possible; Bucky is definitely an ass guy. Once you reach the doorway, you turn around and lean against the doorframe, eyeing your boyfriend.

"Oh c'mon, Y/N. You know I can't resist you. Especially when you're wearing nothing." He sits up, running his hand through his hair in an attempt to fix it.

"I am wearing something." You say, smirking. You take the hair tie off of your wrist and begin to play with it absentmindedly.

"Yeah, you're wearing my favorite bra and undies." He says, hopping out of bed and pulling on a pair of grey sweatpants.

Bucky had picked out the lavender colored lingerie set earlier in the year while he was on a trip to France. He claimed it would look gorgeous on you since he never saw you wear purple much. Needless to say, he was right. It quickly became not only his but also your favorite set.

"Still not nothing." You stick your tongue out at him.

You go back to playing with your hair tie, eyeing Bucky every once in a while. You bite your lip and you know you can see him internally fighting himself; you knew you had him wrapped around your finger. He walked over to you, taking his time, looking you up and down. He bit his lip at the sight of you, he’d gotten extremely lucky.

"You're killing me, doll." He says, putting his hands on your waist.

You reach up and wrap your hands around his neck, "I'm not doing anything." You say, grinding your hips against his. He lets out a soft moan and you laugh. You bring him down to you. He expects a kiss but you place your face beside his ear.

"Am I bothering you, Buck?" You whisper, taking this time to bite his ear, eliciting a moan from him again.

"Not at all." He replies shakily, his grip on your waist tightening a bit.

You remove your hands and step away from him, "Good." is all you say before he watches you retreat down the hallway.

***

Oddly, neither one of you were in the mood for breakfast. You wanted ice cream and Bucky wanted you.

You grabbed the tub of ice cream out of the freezer and grabbed a spoon all while Bucky watched you, biting his lip. He looked as if he might attack you. You placed the ice cream on the counter.

"Little help?" You ask innocently, extending your arms and making a grabbing motion.

Bucky walked over to you, picked you up and placed you on the counter. He stood in front of you, arms folded.

"Thanks." You say, opening the tub of ice cream. You began to eat it, making sure to lick your spoon clean each time. You knew it would drive Bucky crazy, which it did. Bucky moved closer so he could stand in between your legs. He placed his hands on your thighs, moving his face inches from yours.

You take the spoon out of your mouth, "Want some?" You offer.

Bucky ignored your question and instead looked at you, completely agitated. He looked like a kid who just couldn't quite reach the cookie jar. You shovel another scoop of ice cream into your mouth. A drop of ice cream falls off of the spoon and onto your breast. The freezing temperature on your skin made you squeal. You looked up at Bucky, only to see him looking at the drop of ice cream. Or at least you thought that's what he was looking at. You were about to wipe it off when Bucky brought his tongue to your breast, licking off the ice cream. You let out a soft moan and throw your head back, closing your eyes. “No way is he teasing me now.” You thought. You looked back at Bucky who was now smirking at you.

"Something wrong, doll?" He asked, tightening his grip on your thighs. He knew that his tongue and his hands were two of your weaknesses and boy, was he using them against you.

"I'm fine." You say, smirking back.

You push his chest lightly and hop off the counter, putting the ice cream up. Just when you're about to turn around, Bucky traps you between the fridge and his body. You have place your hands on the fridge to stay upright. Bucky's hands wrap around your waist as he starts to leave soft kisses on your shoulders.

"I've been playing nice, doll." He says, kissing your sweet spot, "But…..it looks like the tables have turned."

You turn around in his grasp, only to have Bucky push your back into the fridge. No way were you letting him turn this on you.

"I'm not the one who's rock solid." You say, palming him through his joggers. Man was he hard.

Bucky let out a grunt and bit his lip, causing you to smirk. You thought you were winning this little competition that had started until Bucky pulled your arms above your head, grinding both his hips and his hard on into you. You let out a soft gasp, slowly fluttering your eyes shut. Bucky held your arms with one hand and used the other hand to grip your waist, pulling you even closer.

"Well played, Barnes." You sigh, finally opening your eyes. He smiled, considering himself victorious.

Unfortunately, what came next was not what he was expecting. You wrapped your leg around his, making him trip and fall backwards. You both ended up rolling on the ground and in the end, you were straddling Bucky while he was on the ground trying to process what just happened.

"Started training with Nat recently, picked up a few things." You say, a smile playing on your lips. He let out a laugh, moving his hair from his face.

"So, do you surrender?" You say, leaning into his ear. You held his arms out to the side, surprised that he wasn’t trying to free himself from your grasp.

"Never."

Bucky easily removed himself from your grip, flipped you over and ended up on top, holding your arms to the side. He smirked as you processed what happened.

"Well played." You groan.

"Just give me what I want,Y/N. I know you want it too." He growls. He brought his face down to your neck, leaving kisses everywhere. He moved down to your collarbone, eventually letting go of your arms but it’s not like you were gonna resist now; the sensation of his lips on your skin gave you goosebumps. He kissed in between your breasts, making sure his lips lingered. And continued as he dragged his kisses down your stomach. You closed your eyes as you let out a small moan and ran your fingers through his hair. Maybe he had you captured. He began to kiss the inside of your thighs, making sure to get as close to your heat as possible. You began to arch your back, ultimately trying to bring him even closer to you.

Once he notices your arch, he stops his assault. "Looks like I win." He says, looking up at you, his face still in between your thighs.

He stands up, leaving you a little pissed he won the same game you had started and created. He offers you a hand which you gladly take. When you stand up, you lightly punch him in the stomach. He chuckles as he holds his stomach.

"This was supposed to be my thing." You whine, folding your arms like a child.

"Sorry, doll, I’m just too good.” He smiles. “Let me make it up to you?”

Bucky grips the back of your thighs and proceeds to pick you up, your legs automatically wrapping around his waist. You place your hands on his shoulders and bury your face in his neck, placing a kiss or two. He carries you back to your bedroom and sits on the bed. You remove your face from his neck and scoot closer to him. He grins a big dopey grin at you, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

"You're so beautiful," he places a kiss on your forehead, "I want you to know that. And that I’m lucky to have you.”

You smile at him and place a short but sweet kiss on his lips.

"Finally" He breaths.

"What?" You laugh.

"I've wanted a kiss this whole time."

"I teased you this whole time over a kiss?" You say, dropping your hands from his shoulders.

He chuckles and nods, "The teasing was nice too though."

You lightly smack him in the head and fold your arms across your chest again. He laughs.

"I should do this more often. You're cute when you're mad." He says, pulling you close and placing a wet, sloppy kiss on your cheek.

"Yeah yeah. Whatever Barnes."

[wornoutmouse]

Ojiro x Black reader

Sub/Dom dynamics.

Spanking and I don't mean like "haha you have big ass me likey oogaabooga" I'm talking "count for me"

But it's still really sweet ya'know? Ojiro best boi

I've tried so many times but "dick" never looks good on paper. But i want to find another word cause cock is giving me very much 🏈 fratboy🏈

"Oji~ you know that I love you?" A digitally inhanced sigh fills the room, "Yes"

It was a Saturday and you were currently waiting for your boyfriend to come home for your birthday. So what do you do to pass the time? Call him every hour of the day of course. 

"Y/N, can I please just do my job, I promise I will only focus on you when I get back." You pouted as you twirled your freshly finished twist outs, "I mean I could do that."

You could hear Ojiro hold his breath on the other side of the line, making your smirk widen, "But I won't cause I love you so much baby!" 

You knew you were wrong for doing this, you just found so much joy at his expense. From elsewhere in the house, the doorbell rang drawing your attention. "Fine, Mashiro I'm going to call you back later okay baby?" A wheeze came through the phone, "Yes babe, I love you bye!" 

You giggle at the thought of his relieved face as you tiptoe to the front door. "Is this for me?!" You sing out to no one in particular as you pick up an unmarked bag of plastic. Bringing it inside your mouth, you tear it open with your teeth, and begin to feel giddy once you see what's inside.

A while ago, you had ordered some yellow lingerie to match Oijiro's hair, and after helplessly scouring the internet, you finally found one in a good shade, nice design, and reasonable price. 

(Nah y'all know how hard it was to find a black girl in yellow lingeire? I don't understand it's not like i looked up a specific skin tone, I kept getting white people 😭 i barely found this one and what pissed me off was that i had given up and searched "black girl in white lingeire" to match Oijiro's hero costume and finally i got a cute yellow one like wtf?!)

Edit: THE DAMN LINGERIE NEVER LOADED HERE

You go to your room and try it on and after struggling with adjusting the thigh straps to your massive thighs, you were able to stand in front of your full length mirror to take pictures. "Oo look at me!" You dance a little in front of the mirror, shaking your hips.

You stop for a moment as a devious smile comes into your face. You grab your phone and set it up to take pictures. After a mini photo shoot that distracted you for about 30 minutes, you decided to send 2 of them to your ever so loving boyfriend.

You wait a few moments and gasp as you see the word seen pop up. You do a leap around the house giggling with anxiety from his reaction. 

When you got back to your bed you huff at his lack of reply. "He couldn't even give me the tease of a text bubble?!" 

That ruined your mood as you grabbed your house coat and stomped around the house cleaning up and watching TV. You don't call him after that, "He doesn't deserve my presence." 

In reality, you were in your feelings for honestly nothing. You knew he was working but it still would have been nice to get a reaction. 

*Thump*

You jump and damn near take the entire kitchen with your a you look around the seemingly empty house, "What the hell?!"

*Thump*

The sound was coming from your balcony. You peek around the doorway and your eyes go wide. "Oijiro what are your doing here?" You move to open the glass doors but stop as you make eye contact with your man.

His beautiful face was adorned with features of a rabid animal. He pressed his phone against the glass door and you gulped as you saw your picture, full screen. "Yeah, I think I'm going to let you simmer out there for a while.

*Thump*

That was the sound of Oijiro's heavy tail hitting the ground. You knew that movement, it was similar to a bunny temper tantrum but deadlier. "Open the door y/n." 

A shiver runs throughout your body at the sound of his voice. It was deep and unwavering as he blankly stared at you through the panels. Feeling down right terrified, you turn around on your heel and go on your merry way. 'y'all hear something cause I sure don't'

Click

You stop in your tracks as you hear  movement behind you.

 'he got in didn't he'

'why did I give him the key?'

You try to inconspicuously shuffle away before a hand finds its way around your neck and the soft pad of a thumb on your tongue. "That wasn't very nice of you, to leave me out there." You giggle uncomfortably as Ojiro places gentle kisses along the expanse of your neck. 

"I just thought, you needed some fresh air." The hand tightens and you can't help but grab onto his wrist in that moment. "I don't like it when you're a smart alec Y/N." In the distance, you heard the sound of his tail thumping again, shaking nearby decorations and furniture.

Grabbing your hands, Oijiro walls you to your shared bedroom and locks the door. You sit on the bed and twiddle your fingers as Ojiro stood in front of you glaring. "Does this mean you didn't like my photo or?"

Oijiro's steely eyes meet yours and you flinch, "Oh I loved it. I loved it so much that I popped a glorious erection during a meeting in front of all my peers." Oijiro's trail thumps against the floor, making you jump. "Do you know how hard it is to hide a boner when your hero costume is a robe, princess?"

Princess, that word meant business, and business meant no sitting down properly for a week. 'this birthday gonna be lit.' is all you thought as you lazily cross your legs. "I don't know, I'd assume it would be easier than spandex?"

Ojiro smirks as he drags your body to the head of the bed, holding down your hands securely. Getting on the bed Oijiro grips your chin in his hand before kissing your mouth gently. "Happy Birthday."

He sits back and recklessly opens your robe and down right moans at the sight of you. "When did you buy this?" You look away, embarrassed, "It was for your birthday but it didn't come in time." Oijiro nodded as he pulled on a thigh strap before releasing it with a loud snap.

"You look beautiful in it." For a while, Oijiro spends his time caressing you. Starting from your breasts which he sucked on generously, and your stomach that he peppered with kisses. All while avoiding your erogenous zones and making you needier.

"Ojiro!" You moaned as he scraped his teeth below your naval. Ojiro watched you with trained eyes as his hands follow your plush thighs, squeezing them every so often.

"Sending that picture wasn't very nice of you." Ojiro mumbled as he grazed over the one place you needed him to touch. "Please, touch me." 

Oijiro props himself up pulling you with him. His hands follow your waist and stop at your butt, squeezing at the mounds as he continues to kiss your skin. "I don't think you've learned your lesson Y/n." You nodded quickly and whined, "I did learn my lesson, promise!" You try to entice him by grinding against him, but you quickly realize that was the wrong thing to do as his face grows serious.

"This is a fine example of what I mean, you're impatient." Not liking that answer, you pout and cross your arms, "This is stupid it's my birthday." Oijiro flicks your nose, "Watch your attitude. You incoherently mumble again clearly defiant. "Lay over my lap."

Minutes before you could protest, he's already tugging you, face down, over his lap and delivering a smack. "Ow!" "I want you to count for me, lose place and we start over. Don't count and I'll make this longer. Do you remember your safe word?" You nod your head slowly and jump as your ass blazes with heat from another smack "1. Thank you sir."

You hate to admit it but it had been a while since you pushed Ojiro this far punishment wise so it wasn't surprising that you were shaking by 5, crying by 7, Ojiro was hard by 9, and you were extremely wet by 12. "You're taking your punishment so we'll." You gripped the sheets tightly into your hands and crossed your legs as you revived another slap, "T-Twenty, thank you s-sir."

You expected to revive more but was pleasantly surprised when you were coaxed off of Oijiro's lap and pulled in between his legs. His face was flushed and he was breathing heavily for someone that hasn't been spanked. "Are you okay dear?" You sniff as Ojiro takes your hands and places kisses on your knuckles.

You run your legs together and look down at him with pleading eyes. "What's wrong baby? Haven't I taken care of you enough today?" Ojiro mocked, but you personally couldn't find anything funny. You drop to your knees and rub his legs before shortly trailing your fingers over his crotch.

Ojiro does nothing but watch, as you gently tug on the fabric of his hero costume. "Oji it's my birthday." Ojiro shrugged, "You're right it is your birthday. Don't you think you're old enough to make your own decisions?" You smirk at that and quickly pull his cock out of hiding.

You internally drooled at the sight of him. Oijiro's size was conservitively average with only girth going for him, but something about that turned you on more than if he was larger. He watches you, mouth parted as you give kitten licks to the tip of his cock, tasting the pre-cum that had accumulated.

Gingerly, he places his hand on the back of your head, urging you to continue. You smirk up at him and bat your eyelashes slowly as you trail your tongue from the base to the tip, where you bow your head, to swallow him whole.

"Shit." Ojiro pushes you all the way down and tosses his head back as he feels you constrict around him. You raise a hand to fondle his sensitive..balls😑. Causing him to jerk his hips making the tip hit the back of your throat.

As you busy yourself, you couldn't help but grind on his thick tail that rested below you. "S-Shit Y/N you're going to get your juices all over me!" You hum in response as you continue to buck your hips against the large mass of muscle.

Ojiro pulls your hair to stop you from sucking as he kisses your lips with a sigh. "You have to stop now or I won't last any longer." You chuckle as you stand to your full height and watch as Ojiro kisses your belly with closed eyes. "Wow, who knew a little bit of fabric would turn you into a 1 pump chump?!" 

Ojiro glares up at you as he smacks your ass, making you whine as it reignites the soreness from before. 

Pulling you onto the bed, Ojiro stands up, holding his tail to his face as he licks up your release. "You got me all messy." Pulling off the rest of his clothing, Ojiro climbs behind you, and he gently dips a finger into your warm cavern. "Are you ready?" He asks as he pushes your head down and pulls your waist closer to him.

He watches as your holes noticeably clench at his voice. "Please, Oji." 

The thickness was something you never got used to and though patient with foreplay, Ojiro always had a hard time holding back even if he puts only his tip in.  Arousal drips down your entrance slowly and he uses that to aid the rest of him inside. "So pretty for me." Ojiro takes hold of your underwear straps and uses that to push his way in.

Your mouth opens in a silent yell as you feel your insides constrict around him. "Relax baby, I can't move." You breath shakily and Ojiro gently waits for you to relax by rubbing sharp circles into your twitching clit. 

You angle your hips back and fuck yourself into his cock once you were ready. He guides you and drinks in all your whimpers as you attempt to go faster. "Does that feel good baby? Is my dick making you shake?" Your reply is a series of breathy 'yes's' as Ojiro picks up speed.

"Fuck you're so warm and soft!" Ojiro grabs your squishy hips as he pivots out of your weeping hole. You graon into the sheets as he leans over you. "You're creaming around me you know?" You bury your face in embarrassment as Ojiro intertwines his fingers with yours. 

You feel the pit in your stomach grow tighter as you get closer to your orgasm. "I'm coming, fuck I'm cumming." You were so close but Ojiro stops in his tracks and holds you down.

"Why'd you stop?" You ask turning your head around to look back at your smirking boyfriend. He raises both hands and slams them down on your thighs as he yanks your back, halfway off the bed. Your legs dangle off the side as the rest of you stays and I'm all honesty this was an awkward position due to your long legs.

Oijiro's trail thumps behind you and you can hear it hitting various objects as it swishes around the room. "Why are you so excited?" You ask trying your best to hold on to the thin trails off your orgasm as your heart rate slowed. "I'm just thinking about if you really deserve to cum."

You throw your head up immediately and stomp your fists. "It's my birthday can't you do this some other time?!" Ojiro pushes your face into the bed, knocking the wind out of you as he sets a brutal pace. "See that attitude right there is what I'm talking about." He shakes his head as he pounds your ass repeatedly.

You're quickly bright closer to your orgasm as the lack of oxygen goes to your brain. When he does let you up, you are coming with a loud groan as he pulls out, ruining your orgasm.

"Ojiro what the hell!" You yell, still twitching from the shocks. Ojiro looks at you shrugging as he jerks himself to completion. "You said make you cum." 

You groan stomping into the bathroom ignoring Oijiro's laughter from behind.

[midnightmoonkiss]

Failed-Night Stand

Midoriya Izuku X Reader

Summary: A one night stand with a handsome stranger that doesn’t really end up being a one night stand.

WARNINGS!: Has some spicy mentions, ages 14+ !

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 3.5k+

Just to Clarify:

(B/F/N) = best friend name

(Agency) = the hero agency, you get to choose because I can’t.

This is an adult!au, where everyone has graduated UA years ago

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A deep inhale cuts through the muffled city-morning sounds of birds chirping and cars honking, tired eyelids slowly fluttered open to reveal a room not at all yours. Light filtered in through the large, pristine window.

You slowly sat in a bed mind-blowingly comfortable, taking in the unfamiliar space. Nope. Definitely not yours. That was easy enough to tell, especially considering your room wasn’t light blue, nor were there walls lined with All Might figurines and assorted medals and trophies. 

Confusion momentarily sat in your system, the haze of sleep still residing in your mind gradually dissipated as tiny gears shifted into motion. 

Oh dear.

Groaning, you let your sitting form fall back against the bed with a soft thwump, letting your eyes slip back shut. It was pretty easy to tell what had happened last night, if your lack of clothes and the stale stench of sweat clinging to your body had anything to say about it.

An alcohol-induced one night stand.

With who? You couldn’t quite remember, despite the fact that the soreness in your throat came from screaming his name at some point in the night. It was impossible to even remember what took place, the last thing that you could recall happening was passionately kissing plump lips as large, warm hands traveled down exposed arms. One thing that you did remember, though, were his looks paired with an adorable personality. No doubt were they part of the reason you were here in the first place.

Judging from the lack of a person in bed and empty open bathroom connected with the room, he either left or was somewhere else in this apartment. You prayed for the first, not wanting to have another awkward encounter with someone you slept with the night before.

With a hum, you rolled out of bed, shakily getting to your feet. By god did it hurt to even stand, just how big and rough was this guy? He seemed like such a sweetheart.. Then again, most people lose themselves in the heat of the moment. It was quite flattering, really. 

As you stumbled about the room, picking up and putting on the undergarments you wore last night, memories slowly came into your mind. Alcohol was such a funky thing, only allowing you to remember certain things off the get go and wait for more to trickle in or figure others out. 

Luckily, or what seemed to be lucky anyway, the first was occurring.

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The beat of drums pounded in your ears as you slurped at a cocktail, cringing at the almost addicting burn. Another Friday out late at a bar, drinking to soothe emotional cuts and bruises that manifested over the course of a particularly rough work week.

It’s always fun working late because your boss in an incompetent dick-wad.

Working in a hero agency is mostly everyone’s dream, but god were there always mountains of work and unreasonable deadlines.  

The desire to drink and relax with friends overthrew your weak sense of judgement, knowing it’d be better to have just stayed home with your beloved cat than go out and potentially get a migraine from the music that was too damn loud.

Luckily this night didn’t turn into what they usually did, no guys have tried to get into your pants yet, more than likely from the choice to dress cozy and not sleazy. Who wants a tight fitting dress when you could have a comfy sweater?

“You’ll n-ever believe who I met toooodaayyy~” (B/F/N), who was a horrific lightweight, slurred with that goofy drunken smile that always brought a laugh out of you. It was just too funny, childish glee radiating from them whenever their conscious got seized by the devil's drink.

“Who?” chuckled Katsumi, someone you had met in college and gotten along well enough  with to become friends and welcome into your pair, officially making it a group. Pretty sad how small it was. Perhaps you were all too picky with potential friends, who were you to complain though? It’s better being close to a select few then have an army of people you barely know, right?

(B/F/N)’s sweaty arm slithered behind your neck, bringing you closer to them as if to grasp onto their last bit of sanity before turning into an incomprehensible child to spew out their story.

“Ground~ Zerooo~! Can you believe it..? He’s soooo cut-e~”

“Yeah right!” Katsumi snorted, sipping at a fruity drink, something he was never afraid to order.

“I did..! Don’t you believe me, (Y/N)!”

Playfully, you tapped your chin with a finger, “Hmmm..”

The whine that you pulled from them was worth the act.

“I did! I did!” (B/F/N) felt the need to chant, arms raised high and face scrunched up in frustration. “Sure.”

“He smacked my ass!” They pouted,

Katsumi and you both shrieked with laughter, eyes watering from the no doubt large ass lie. My, how serious they looked too!

As if they’d ever meet a rising pro hero, the chances were too slim to even consider it. More than likely it was a weird dream they had but fought against it to make it seem real. We’ve all been there, haven’t we? Couldn’t blame ‘em.

Going to take another sip of your drink, desperate to cool down your overheated body from the heat drifting off everyone and mixing into one big shit show,disappointment flooded your being to find it empty, nothing but melting ice left in the glass. 

“I’m going to get another drink.” After getting a reluctant understanding nod from your friends, you stood up, waddling to the bar and plopping down on one of the highly used bar stools.

Surprisingly, it was cooler over here, no doubt from the many freezers resting near the bar to hold wine coolers, beer, and other assortment of drinks people liked to be cold. Ice could only do so much, especially when it melts faster than Olaf in front of that fire. Typically they lasted longer, but maybe time flew by without your comprehension of it doing so, causing the ice to melt faster than expected. It wasn’t fully melted, you’d give it that.

But that wasn’t to say it was all that pleasant, drunk off their mind young adults littered the other stools, shamelessly making out.

You huffed, unable to be one to talk on the account that you’ve personally been there before, much to your horror.

“What can I get you, (Y/N)?” Yokuto, the kind owner and barista of the bar in his mid fifties questioned, a small smile on his face at seeing one of his favorite customers. Has he mentioned that before? No. Did you believe it because you were somewhat narcissistic when tipsy? Yes.

“Mm..” Humming, (E/C) eyes looked over the large menu, “let’s go for an old fashioned.” A classic drink, good for giving you that delicious buzz without knocking you on your ass. Well, depending on how many you have that is. Hopefully that bite to eat before drinking tonight will do you a good service.

“Ah, look at you. Adventurous tonight, are we?” Yo teased, all too used to preparing you basic drinks.

“Shhshshshs.” You hushed him, not needing to go through the same conversation once a month despite it being one of the highlights of the night. Tonight would be relaxing, spent with your friends, boy were you determined to make that happ-

“Put it on my tab.” A man with a sweet yet deep voice interjected. Ah shit. Here we go.

You rubbed your temples, sighing. Of course this would happen when you didn’t want it to, that’s how it always works right? Can’t get laid when you want to, but suddenly everyone wants you the moment you’re not interested. ‘No. Let’s not get ahead of ourselves here.. Maybe.. He’s just being nice!’ Your mind decided, internally desperate to be left alone.

“Very well, sir!” Chirped Yo. The fucker. I mean, at least you get a free drink?

That was always a plus, especially considering your student loans often times left very little money to buy such expensive drinks. Typically old fashions weren’t expensive, but it always depended on the bar you went to. Either way, ten bucks seemed over priced. Because of this, t’s like this man was a godsend, because no doubt this drink would’ve been the last your budget could’ve allowed.

Turning, you were just about to offer a ‘thank you’ before your voice caught in a dry throat. My, my, my, a godsend indeed, in more ways than one. This man was absolutely gorgeous!

Disco lights reflected off his shimmering emerald irises, soft looking curly green hair bouncing as he took a seat beside you. Lord, did you just want to touch it. Surely he was making big bucks, that much you could tell from his appearance alone. A suit too pristine and finely fitted to him to be bought from any old plain store, a watch large and complicated to match. His face was gorgeously sculpted, but still somehow managed to have chubby cheeks leftover from childhood, skin clearer than a piece of paper. Not only that, but those faded freckles dusting his cheeks were the cutest thing imaginable, his smile--- his smile? Why was he smiling? Not that it mattered considering angels were singing around it, the golden glow of heaven behind his head,

“Hey?” Sound re-entered your ears upon seeing his kissable lips move, ah shit has he been speaking this entire time? And you just zoned out?! Fuckfuckfuck-

“H-hi..” You stuttered, currently too tipsy to feel all too embarrassed about it. “Thank you uh, for the drink..” It was hard to keep such an overactive mind focused on talking and not making yourself look like a fool in front of someone ten times out of your league. Hell, were you even trying to be in his league? A calm night, right? No hullabaloo. 

“No problem!!” His eyes shifted around the bar, smile now nervous as a light blush coated his cheeks, “I just.. Uh..”

It was almost impossible not to coo at the adorable sight in front of you.

He glanced back, your gaze following his own to a group sat at a table meters away, all holding men giving him a thumbs up. Now just what was that about?

Without giving it too much thought, you grabbed your drink and took a sip, patiently waiting for the mystery man to finish his thought.

“You’re just.. Really cute.. And I um.. Wanted to get to know you a bit..?” He stuttered out, gnawing on his plump bottom lip, the bastard. How dare he say and do something so enticing? Clearly without meaning to as well. Or perhaps this was his tactic all along, not that you were entirely beginning to mind. 

Besides, he did buy you a drink, what’s the harm in chatting for a bit?

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Funny how chatting led you to a handsome man's apartment and unable to remember parts of the night. Were you complaining? Absolutely not. It was easy to admit that last night certainly helped bring your week to a nice ending, but the intense ache between your legs almost wasn’t worth it.

It was just then that the appetizing smell of bacon wafted under the bedroom door, or perhaps it was always there but you were too caught up in your own world to realize it. Regardless, your mouth watered, tummy rumbling from lack of food, but surely it wasn’t for you.

It was funny how he was still here, though you should expect as much since this was his place and it was a Saturday. 

Perhaps once you find your purse, you could grab breakfast at a Denny’s or something..

A shriek followed by violent coughing tore through your throat as the door suddenly opened, the savory smell of breakfast food hitting you full force.

Not allowing yourself the time to look at him, you turned around, “Ah s-sorry.. I’ll be out of your hair in a minute..”

Gah. He must be pissed that you’re still here. Forgetting about sulking, you took a step towards your discarded sweater, violently cringing at the awkward angle and pain. By no means were you a virgin, so the only way this could have happened was if the guy was absolutely humongous and rough as shit. Not like your lust-filled self would’ve minded.

“Wait wait! Ah, sit down! You’re in pain!” 

“Wha?” The clang of a tray being set down and dishes rattling echoed in the room as you were suddenly pushed back onto the bed.

“Wh-what are you-?!” You were shushed as a glass of water pressed against your dry lips, 

“Here, drink this. It’s water!”

Your eyebrows furrowed, eyes absentmindedly trailing up muscular arms all the way to his worried face. 

This all seemed a bit too suspicious, never having been treated so kindly after a one night stand. Well, so far ‘kindly’ was a bit of a stretch but at least you now had something to finally moisten your screaming throat.

Eagerly wrapping a hand around the cold glass, you chugged like your life depended on it, which it probably did considering how dehydrated you felt.

It was almost as if the water cleared your head more, for memories hit you like a freight train. Nervous touches, untrained yet gentle hands, sweet moans filtering through your ear, the pure ecstasy of last night. Your face flushed, teeth grinding slightly as you fought off the memories to actually look as professional as you could, as you were currently only in your undies.

“I. um.. I figured you would need some since you were..ah..”

Amusement flooded your being watching him suddenly turn red, his eyes trailing over your barely clothed body before whipping away to the other wall. What a gentleman. At least you remembered his name now, on the account of praising it last night. Midoriya Izuku. Cute.

Gulping down the last sip of water, you were dead set on teasing him, curious to see what reaction you’d get. Even though now and before he seemed like a shy baby, which he probably is, you remembered clearly how dominating and hot he was. “Screaming and moaning like a bitch in heat?”

“Gahh!” He shoved his red face in a pillow he grabbed, incoherent mumbling escaping the crevices of it.

Oh how precious he is. It was unusual to see an adult act this way, but it certainly was welcomed with open arms.

His head shot up, realization crossing his features. “Ah! You’re in pain right? I’m really sorry..” Guilt sunk in his shimmering mesmerizing eyes, sunlight bouncing off them from the open curtain adjacent to the bed. “I was.. I lost myself last night and was a bit too.. rough with you.  I’m sorry. Really, I am..”

He was apologizing..? This was new, but it sure did feel nice.

Just as you were about to speak, he picked up the tray beside him on the floor and plopped it into your lap.

“I uh! I made you breakfast-! The pill is a standard ibuprofen for the pain.”

It was as if his voice was made of honey from how sweet and smooth it was, the pure innocence of it wrapping around your body in a warm blanket.

How refreshing it was, but..

A teasing smile made its way to your lips,

“You’re new to this whole one night stand thing, aren’t you?”

His mouth opened and closed like a fish, the flustered man clearly trying to form a sentence in his head.

“I-I- I.. N-no um..”

Humming, you took the pill, washing it down with water before you cut off a piece of pancake, tugging it off the fork and into your mouth and almost moaning at the flavor.

Sighing in defeat, he pouted up at you, “How can you tell..?”

You licked your lips slowly, marveling at the way his eyes followed its movement, “One night stands don’t usually involve breakfast in bed.”

“Well.”

He stood up, moving to sit next to you, awkwardly patting his thighs as you munched on a piece of crispy bacon. “I was kind of hoping this wouldn’t just be a one night stand.”

Confusion contorted your face, “You want another round? I wouldn’t be opposed-”

“No!” He interjected hands waving frantically as his face burned a vibrant vermillion.

“I meant like..! Like me taking you out on a proper date or something..! I.. I don’t want this just to end..”

“What do you mean?”

“I like you.”

“...huh?”

He scratched at the back of his neck, praying to every god out there that he didn’t sound like a major creep. He wasn’t! You both just so happened to work in the same building, and his eyes just always naturally pick you out in a crowd, sometimes drifting to you when in the same room or passing by. Granted, he’s in his hero costume then where his secret identity is sealed from the public. It sure would be nice to tell you who he truly was,  but he couldn’t let his cover be blown. Even if he did like you, trust was something no longer so easily gained after having the career he did. He’s seen what happened to people like Shoto and Tenya, he had no intention of having ever part of his personal life blown up like theirs. And so, he would stay hidden behind a green and silver mask.

The dilemma at hand, though, was telling you of his affections without seeming like a creep they’ve never seen before, which he probably would anyway considering you had no idea he was Deku.

It was actually a pretty lucky thing he had no merchandise of himself, in his home out in plain view that would give himself away. True, he had no idea he’d be lucky enough to take you home, but he couldn’t help but feel bad about it. You both had been drinking, and before he knew it, you were beneath him in his bed.

He was a lucky man to have been able to get you there in the first place, but you seemed interested enough in him. Truthfully, he was scared you’d immediately leave upon waking up, wanting nothing to do with him like he’s always heard from his friends and their one night stand experiences. It was nice that you actually stayed and ate the breakfast he spent far too long on.

Here goes nothing.

“I’ve actually noticed you around work for a while now. You’re so reliable and kind to your co-workers, always the goofball cracking jokes to pass time.. Last night, my friends encouraged me to finally talk to you.”

Wait! He sounded like a total stalker just now didn’t he! Gah! You look like you think he’s a creep! Fuck! He probably is isn’t he! No! He isn’t- oh no,,

“N-not that I’m stalking you I swear! We just happened to be at the same bar at the same time..! I had no idea it would lead to this..”

What a word vomit. It was endearing, really. You couldn’t help but giggle, he was just so cute.

The giggling only made him blush harder, hands quickly going down to grasp at the hem of his shirt, a nervous habit he picked up somewhere along the line. 

“It’s okay~” You sang, immensely happy to know someone actually likes you and desperate to calm him down a bit, despite having no idea who this handsome stranger was. By god wait that sounded kind of creepy.

It’s not like you needed to know a stranger well to sleep with them, but it sure did peak your interests to know he was a fellow co-worker at a hero agency. 

“Thank you for the food, by the way.” You took another bite of fluffy pancakes, turning to look at him again, “So you work at (Agency)’s too? I’ve never seen you around before.”

You always had a knack for noticing almost everyone, and you pride yourself on knowing the majority of people considering you’ve been working there for three years now. It was strange, surely you’d notice such a strong stud.

Wait.

“Oh! You’re a hero, aren’t you? Those scars and muscles, paired with the fact that I've never seen you before, you must be?”

Shock slapped his face. Bingo.

“Heh. I knew it!”

That victorious smile that graced your lips immediately died off once you noticed him clearly internally freak out. He looked like he was about to pass out, eyes wide and pupils shrunk, mouth shakily trying to speak.

This certainly wasn’t how you wanted this to play out, but beggars can’t be choosers?

“H-hey calm down..! I don’t know who your hero persona is, if that helps!”

Geeze, you pulled yourself into a mess, didn't you?

Lips pulled into a worried straight line as you tried to calm him down by rubbing his shoulder.

“Oh! Ok, good! Ah..” He breathed a sigh of relief out his nose, chuckling bashfully, “That’s a relief.. I don’t think you’d be even the slightest bit interested in me if you knew the other guy first.”

It was hard to tell if this meant he had a completely different personality when in the suit, or if he just all around dislikes his normal self. Honestly, it doesn’t sound like it would at all be the first option. It wasn’t uncommon for heroes to prefer being their hero-sona rather than, well, them. ‘Confidence comes from the ability to impress and protect people!’ You recalled one hero exclaiming on the screen when that topic popped up late one night on a talk show interview.

It was sad to see such great people felt that way.

“Well. I don’t need the other guy. I’d like to get to know you better, if that’s possible, Midoriya.”

His face instantly brightened, that beautiful smile from last night resurfacing, the light from that window making it look like a halo formed around his head. Which wouldn’t be too weird considering he was practically an angel already. 

“R-Really?!” He excitedly asked, sparkles dancing in his eyes at the implications.

“Yes-”

“Then how about I take you on a date today then!! I know this really great restaurant and they sell these cheesy biscuits..!”

You would’ve gotten whiplash if you hadn’t already been expecting this. You smiled sweetly at him.

“I’d love that.”

Thus started your relationship with Izuku, unknowingly the bright pro her, Deku.

“But uh.. Can I get changed now..? And I need to call my friends-”

“Ah! Right! Yes, of course! Sorry-”

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[sandrawrites13]

my world | | mark fischbach x reader

request:  Do you do Mark x Male! Readers? If so, can I request one where Mark and male!reader go on a small trip together and Mark proposes? Sorry if this is too much! I love your writing a whole lot! 💖

of course mark x male readers are game!! this request warmed my heart so much that i had to go watch proposal videos. and then i cried. and now i’m writing this, and will probably cry again. also thank you so much!! :) 

warnings: YO GUYS IT’S A GIRL!!! Y’ALL ARE FATHERS IN THIS ENJOY :) also bullying and sexuality discrimination from stupid haters :(, but it’s cute i promise :). 

when you and mark both came out to the public, your fanbase took it very well. there were rumors going around before you two came clean, anyway, and it led to a lot of speculation (and hashtags) to trend on twitter, which mostly encouraged your decision to make a video exposing your relationship. 

as usual, however, when there were fans, there were haters. and this time in particular, though there weren’t many of them, the ones that hated on you hated on you. they made fun of every insecurity you had. 

they called you all the names in the book, especially fag**t. that was their favourite, and it filled you with so much anger that people had the audacity to say that to another human being -- but mark was always there to calm you down, by your side, the epitome of taylor swift’s you need to calm down music video. 

you also had by your side ally, who was the love of your life and the love of mark’s as well. you were grateful that no hate was directed towards her, half because you two kept her out of the public (to the best of your abilities), and half because she was only six-years-old and had already dealt a lot in her life. 

her mother, your best friend -- lynne -- had fatally died in a car accident when her daughter was two. she left her only child, allison (who you nicknamed ally), under your care and she grew up with you as her father. 

your hole in your heart was filled with ally, but more of all filled with mark and her combined, of whom you started dating just seven months after adopting the young girl. 

you caught mark multiple times braiding her blonde hair, watching as she glistened proudly in the mirror: “daddy! daddy! look! papa is making me look pretty!”, a giant smile abroad her face. 

there were other times he gave her makeovers. or times where you would walk in the kitchen, examining thoroughly the sight of cake batter all over the floor and walls, flour and sugar over your daughter’s face and a plastic crown on her head. your boyfriend smiled back at you, waving his hand and greeting, “sup, y/n.” 

that’s what made you fall in love with everything -- with the whole situation. your daughter. your boyfriend. nothing could be better. 

except of course, for a very needed vacation and a break from youtube. 

which was mark’s idea originally. he wanted to take you and ally out to see the countryside, driving from california to kansas and staying on a farm for an entire weekend. 

you loved that idea, personally. 

you grew up on a farm when you were little, and you never really wanted to move to the city until you grew up, and adopted ally. after you started dating mark, it became clear that you weren’t going to be going anywhere soon. 

but now, you were finally returning back to your home. to your favourite place. 

ally was especially excited, repeating like a mantra that she was gonna see “horsays!” (on account of her speech impediment you just found too pure to fix for at least another year). 

mark, chuckling from the front seat, wrapped an arm around you while you drove, leaning his head on your shoulder. “you excited?” he asked. 

the man never failed to make you blush, as evidenced by the blood rushing to your face as you peered at him, glancing just from the side at the sudden conversation when you had admittedly been zoning out. “i’m so excited, baby,” you replied. 

“good. because i am with the two people i love so much!” he exclaimed, booming, as he sat back up in his seat. “and we’re going to go see horsays. and doggies. and chickens. and. . . what’re they called again? the ones that go moo?” 

“a cow!” exclaimed ally from the backseat. 

“that’s right,” mark said, pretending to hit himself in the forehead. you chuckled, rolling your eyes playfully, encouraging him to kiss you on the cheek. “and ally, since you’ve been so good in the car. . .” 

her eyes went wide from the back, her mouth agape as she narrowed her eyes. “daddy. . . do you mean. . .?” 

you laughed, already knowing what was about to happen before he replied, as he fished narrowly in his bag, rummaging for a moment before stripping a thin bar covered in a sleek wrapper. 

“chocolate!” she screeched. you jumped in reply, raising an eyebrow to your boyfriend. 

“you’re terrible,” you mouthed, grinning. he merely waved you away, ignoring your critiques to his childish parenting. “mark fischbach, if you give her that--.” 

“thanks, daddy!” she cheered, now opening the bar. you sighed. 

“you know she’s spoiled, right?” you asked. he once again returned to wrapping an arm around you, kissing your cheek softly. 

“oh, handsome,” he argued. “you know you are too.” 

you didn’t respond to him, still in the midst of a blush covering your cheeks as you turned into the secluded farm. 

the darkness was only semi-alluding the lights that were shining from the back of the farm, illuminating the beautiful landscape and the barn behind it. ally, a mouth full of chocolate, stared in awe as, when you approached, you noticed the sight of some tables around and food planted on top of them. 

“they must have had a party,” you muttered, turning behind you. “alright, come on baby one and baby two. we need to go to sleep. we can clean all of this up in the morning.” you walked out of the car, approaching the trunk. “alright guys. i’m just gonna get the blankets.” 

you heard mark mumble silently in agreement, and then his voice disappear as he fell farther from you -- away. you, however, spent your time fishing through the trunk, trying to find the blankets and the pillows you had brought (since ally was too terrified to sleep without ‘blankie’.)

“hey mark, do you know where blankie is?” you asked, pushing some of the other ones you brought to the side to try and find it. “mark?” 

there was no answer, filling you with slight annoyance as you continued to look. ally would just throw a fit if you didn’t have her blanket, and God knows that you would not want to hear it. 

“mark,” you repeated, harsher as you knelt on the side of the trunk opening, trying to get a good look of the entire inside. “mark!” 

still, there was no response, causing you to whip around and narrow your eyes. however, you were numb and frozen when you witnessed the scenery behind you now transformed, all of your friends behind you and mark on one knee. 

ally was by his side, her mouth opened wide in shock as she stared between the two of you. 

immediately, you almost collapsed back into the trunk, your eyes watering with tears as you realized what was happening. jack, felix, and ethan were muttering to themselves with giant smiles on their faces, the rest of your friends doing similar. 

“y/n,” he began, making your heart melt. “y/n l/n, i love you more than words can describe. you are everything to me. you are my universe.” there was a pause as he took a shaky breath, tears now filling his own eyes. “since the moment you came into my life, i’ve learned what happiness was. you made me remember the good in the bad and you helped me learn to love the little things. you are my everything, and i will never be able to give you what you have given to me. ever. but i can try.” 

pulling something out of his pocket, you covered your face as tears rolled down the sides of your cheeks. 

“y/n, the most handsome boyfriend i have ever managed to have, and the most amazing, caring, intelligent father that has ever graced this earth. . . please, make me the happiest man on earth, as cliche as that sounds, and please, please, take me to be your husband. will you marry me?” 

those words came out like a dream, floating together in the air before you collapsed to your knees in front of him, pulling him into a deep kiss and letting your body melt with his. “yes, mark,” you whispered out loud, gasping for air from the amount of tears. “yes, yes! yes, i’ll marry you!” 

cheers were let out, you holding each other, smelling each other’s scent, laughing and crying all in the same time, hearing jack’s loud voice exclaim that bob owed him fifty bucks that mark would pop the question first. 

that was until you heard a tiny voice from besides you. “what does marry mean?” 

when you looked up and were locked with the sight of your daughter, you looked up to your fiance, watching him force a smile on his ecstatic face, wiping his tears. standing for only a moment, you watched him get up only to kneel back down and take ally’s hands in his own. 

“ally,” he whispered quietly, holding her face and instructing her to look at him in a gentle, calm voice. “ally, i need to tell you something, baby.” he paused. “i’m not your biological daddy, okay? and i wasn’t there for you when you were born. your other daddy was.” 

you remembered the day you sat in the waiting room, waiting for your best friend because her shitty of a boyfriend decided not to come. 

you recalled the moment she was born, and you also remembered the day that the will was read, and you were given custody of the young girl. 

“but,” he interrupted. “i need to ask you if you’re okay with me being your real daddy. and letting me be there for you my entire life. being there for both of you. for daddy and you. i’m asking you if you’re gonna let me watch you grow into a beautiful, young lady, and protect you from everything.” 

all of you were now bawling at this point, as you watched him speak to her in anticipation as to what she would say. 

“please let me be your daddy, baby,” he said, the last part hushed. “is it okay if we’re all a big family?” 

ally, unable to say anything, wiped her tears and nodded hysterically, making mark’s voice let out a, “yeah?” and then a following, “yeah. yeah!” before grabbing her and pulling her off the ground, twirling her in a hug. 

you felt yourself collapse emotionally, and before you knew it, you were running towards them too, yanking them in a similar hug and listening to their heartbeats against your head. 

“i love you,” you heard mark whisper in the middle of screams from your friends. “God, i love you so much.” 

“i love you too,” you gently voiced back. and you did. 

they were your family. 

your love. 

your world. 

[smokingtomas]

So how do you picture Soma and Erina confessing their feelings base on the manga !? I'm still salty how it went and just here to satisfy my cravings. Lol

Warning: Trust me, this could be the (NSFW) ending you prefer. ;)

A Silent Conversation

It startled her when Soma pulled her arm to the side between the crowd of their friends just to say, “You’re staying for sake later, right?”

But what surprised her even more was her mouth slightly gaping and stuttered, “Oh, um, sure.”

So it happened just as it was planned– when all their friends are leaving, she waved them goodbye. Alice apparently decided to get out the door last just to grab her arm and whisper something that wasn’t on Erina’s mind.

“Good luck, Erina. And by luck, I mean you’re so gonna get a good load of it.”

This girl just knew how to embarrass her. “Goodbye, Alice!”

Nothing interesting occurred from the point she shut the door behind Alice. Not even when he swept the floor as she helped him wash the dishes. 

Erina kept thinking that Alice didn’t know what she was talking about. That her assumption was nothing but a mere tease in an orderly Alice fashion. Good luck, schmood luck– the girl had even managed to dodge his questions regarding the dish he served her. Thanks to her friends who fought to get a spoonful of his–

“Yo, Nakiri,” Soma’s touch on her shoulder jerked her out, “Ready for that sake?”

“R-Right, I’ll just have to wash this pan.”

“Nah, it’s alright. Leave it and sit here.” He said, opening up a bar chair for her.

She glanced at where he rest himself, just him casually filling her glass with sake. Just before she turned back, Soma looked up and chuckled.

“Cmon, what’re ya waiting for? This good sake ain’t gonna drink itself!”

With that, she set the pan aside. “Very well.”

The clinking of their glasses followed by the word kanpai had turned into a few more pours, episodes of travel stories, a series of laughs, and were spiced with some unapologetic grazes on arms and thighs. 

Both of them had realized how rare these kinds of moments are. Where they were alone in a room and only their voices echoed. Where Erina would start to notice new things each time he came back from his months of travel.

The corners of his eyes that crinkled when he laughed too loudly, or the recent knife cuts on his callous fingers, or that strong arm that reached through her to tuck a piece of her blonde locks behind her ear.

And how it never failed to heat her cheeks.

“Wow, your hair is really, really short now.” He pointed out.

“Long hair is tedious to take care of.” Erina brushed the back of her hair, “Do you not like it?”

“You kidding? I love it. Makes you ten times hotter.”

Now, this is an example where you need to stay cool, Erina. “Flattery and flirty remarks won’t change how I think of your dish, Yukihira-kun.”

He laughed at her remark, “We’ll get back to that, but I’m serious. You’re beautiful in long hair, and hot in short.”

“Well, if you start using proper hair products, I’m sure you would… not look half bad.” She hesitated.

“I’d take it as a compliment. Cheers.”

Once again, they took another shot.

“So how long will you stay this time?” Erina asked.

“Uhm… a while, I think. Haven’t booked a ticket anywhere in the near future, so I’ll just be here in Yukihira. Updating the menu and serving ‘em to our regulars.”

She couldn’t help the release of her long breath she didn’t know she’d been holding, but it was no secret that she acknowledged the relieve.

“I see.” She took a sip from her glass.

“Aren’t ya gonna ask why?”

“Yukihira, you just said you wanted to update the diner’s menu.”

“Technically, that’s what I’d be doing in the time being.” Soma corrected, “Go ahead, ask me why I’m staying.”

“Ugh, fine.” Erina rolled her eyes, “Why do you plan on staying so long?”

“‘Cause I miss cooking for you.”

Her heart skipped a beat.

“Y-You do?” Then as if something jolted her, she shook her head, “I-I mean, hmpf. It’s always cooking with you. Isn’t there anything else you want to say to me?”

He slowly cocked his head forward. “Like… how I know you’re looking forward to eat my cooking too?”

My God, he hadn’t changed. “No! It’s– ugh, nevermind.”

He laughed once again. Damn, those crinkles making him look cute.

“Cmon, Nakiri. Y'know how I feel about you.” Soma ruffled her hair. “You already forgot that hell of a kiss before I left the last time?”

Of course she hadn’t. It had intoxicated her brain and left her sleepless for a week.

She remembered said moment as if it was photographed. 

He’d placed his palms on her cheeks and pressed his lips gently against her. When he’d deepen his movement, it was silence. There were no passerby with luggage, no crooked voice announcing it was his flight’s last call, or the thought of him leaving her again for months.

Even just thinking about it, that tingling sensation on her lips and butterflies in her stomach came back.

Wait a second– she did know how he felt. Yes, he kissed her well, alright. 

Was it her that hadn’t said or did anything?

“No, Yukihira. I remembered well.” Erina finally said, “But do tell me if what’s coming is better.”

It might be the alcohol taking charge, or it could be her plain desire, but as she lifted herself from the chair and grab his cheek, her body wasn’t aware that her lips were already on his.

Yes, she was trembling. Yes, her heart was jumping out of her chest. But none of it mattered when the feeling from that autumn came rushing down like a waterfall. Lips were as soft as she remembered and she wouldn’t know what to do if he’d kissed her back at this moment.

So before he had the chance, she pulled away and opened her eyes slowly, revealing how he’d been mimicking her movements.

She gulped, wiping her lips as she rose completely and headed through the door, “Goodnight, Yukihira.”

In her mind, saying that goodnight meant she’d rather go home and overthinking what just happened, or even worse, what could have happened if she’d stayed.

But a good grip on her arm stopped her from taking another step.

“Y’know it’s rude to kiss a guy like that and walk away, right?”

Soma’s voice was an invitation and her soul would want to be an attendee. All it took was another step from him and a good pull of her waist back into his arms, drowning into that deeply familiar kiss that swept her feet away.

The feeling was welcomed with her lips’ slow dance, reciprocating the gentle brushes he kept on gifting, and she didn’t mind his fingers that crept up through her back to finally end up tangling her short blonde locks. 

To her, it wasn’t just about the growing heat, or that tongue of his that had started invading her mouth making her gasp for air, it was also their buried feelings– the newfound emotions she only recognized ten years after a pair of golden eyes started haunting her dreams.

So when Soma got hold of both her legs around him, she let him lift her off the ground and hooked her arms behind his neck.

The dance continued as soon as Erina was rested on one of the dining tables, but it was cut short and the sensation had moved to the junction of her shoulder. A small whimper escaped her, but the urge to remove his white t-shirt was bigger.

As his top flew across the room, she didn’t have much chance to admire his physique. Even in the split second he undid her blouse, she knew he’d spared some time to work out.

His lips never left hers. His hands wouldn’t stop grazing her exposed thighs. And she found it hard to hold back her sweet noises when they left to roam around, touching and nibbling on her other sensitive flesh.

That was before he suddenly lifted a knee to hover over her. Ragged breath fanned over her like a tempting sin.

“Nakiri,” He whispered, “Should I stop?”

She shook her head quickly before pulling him in for another kiss. It quickly turned into a blur when she found him buckling his fingers to the hem of her skirt.

He looked up to her for confirmation, and when she responded with a nod, he slowly pulled every single fabric covering her most sensitive areas before landing his lips back on hers.

Erina’s head rested on the table’s hard wood and she was weak. Her knees had been trembling, and it trembled more when his fingertips gently tease her inner thighs. She didn’t react when she felt his lip dropped. All she squirmed to was the feeling of his digits, finding that spot that felt too eager for him.

Moans after moans went into his mouth. Mirroring the rhythm he set was her arched back that continuously bucked at his thumb. He’d kiss her at times to suppress her noises, but he’d be the only one to end up groaning. She knew he enjoyed sketching away his feelings this way– in a delicious, circular motion. And the harder his finger pushed, the louder her moans had gotten.

And when she was on the edge, he stopped and fished his wallet.

“Wh-Why did you stop?” She panted, obviously disappointed.

“Condom,” He told her, “No way I’d leave you like that.”

She smiled and rose up to help him free, watching with anticipation as he rolled the rubber on himself.

It didn’t take long for him to finally dipped inside her, colliding their warm skin that melted into one. He kissed her goosebumps, before kissing her lips once again. He tasted so sweet even when it was only their breaths that meld, and she couldn’t stop the crave her god tongue desired.

She never understood the words she wanted to say to him because what she felt was deeper than its surface. It had been eating her alive, and she’d die if he’d never known of it.

With that feeling, with every thrust he stroked, gentle or rough, she pulled him deep. Maybe the only way he’d acknowledge it was only by the desperate moans of her lungs whispering his name in his ear. He’d know these voices, the peak she had reached, only belonged to him.

This was that silence conversation: where only their bodies spoke, and their heart listened.

And as he hushed and cursed her name repeatedly, his throbbing strengthened, that was where she knew he felt the same.

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“Yukihira,” Erina mumbled as he zipped up her top, “It was good.”

He chuckled, kissing her shoulder, “Are you talking about my cooking or the sex?“

“I’ll let you figure it out.” She said, "Thank you for today, Yukihira.”

“Pleasure’s all mine,” Soma responded.

He held her in his arms for what felt like a long time. Long enough for her to notice and not minding the seafood smell intact on his t-shirt. All she felt was that warm embrace she had missed.

“Sweet dreams, Yukihira-kun.” She pulled away and gave his cheek a peck.

“Wait, Nakiri. You’re leaving?”

“W-Well, it’s 2 am. I wouldn’t want to get in the way of your rests.”

“Oh…” He said dejectedly.

Strange– she’d never heard that tone before, “Wh-Why? What’s wrong?”

“Don’t you… wanna stay? I mean, you just had a drink and it ain’t good to drive after all that sake you just drank, y'know.” Soma persuaded. “And I got a great breakfast recipe I’d make ya in the morning! What a deal, eh?”

“Yukihira, I have my driver waiting for me. I’d just have to give him a call.”

“Aight. Then stay for me.”

She blushed.

“E-Eh?”

“Don’t go, Nakiri.” He pulled her into another embrace, “Stay for a little while, will ya?”

“For how long?”

He paused and caressed her hair.

“If I say forever, would you do it?”

Erina swore her heart was about to burst. It was the first time he spoke something somewhat heartfelt. No food. No recipes. Just him as a man, showing his vulnerable side.

She knew she needed to say no more– she knew he meant it.

“I… suppose I can arrange that.”

A/N: YEAAAA so I haven’t written this kind of thing in a pretty long time so… feedback would be greatly appreciated :) and the only non-anon in the bunch @lisa786786, hope this helps and good luck if you decided to create it!

[taeiltime]

Facetime

Requested?: nope! just a lil something to get back into the swing of writing I guess lmao

Synopsis: A fic in which you miss your boyfriend’s touch, so you decided to show him how much you miss him over facetime.

Warnings: Idk y’all just skype and make yourself s feel good I guess?? This is female reader tho! Sorry :((( (maybe I’ll do a male reader version if people want it!)

Word count: 1.5k

Based on this video! (thank u Bella for sending me this lMAO)

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A snapping sound filled the room as you adjusted the straps of the purple set that adorned your body. You ran your hands over the lace, enjoying the way it felt across your skin one last time before making your way over to the laptop on the bed and pressing the 'call button', angling the camera up just to show your face.

You'd never been in a situation quite like this before.

Taeyong was the one normally taking the lead. He was the one that always led you, guided you, allowing both of you to explore things, together. But with Taeyong on the other side of the world and not showing any signs of initiating anything anytime soon, you had to take control for once. It didn't take long for Taeyong to answer the Skype call, a small ding being heard before the screen revealed a bare faced Taeyong lying on his bed in nothing but a robe. His face lit up in seeing you, a small 'hi babe' leaving his lips. You wanted to respond just as softly, to ask him about his day and whether he'd ate but you knew you'd chicken out if you did so, instead responding with a quick, "are you alone?"

Taeyong was confused by the question, eyebrows furrowing in concern.

"No, Jaehyun went to the hotel gym to work out for a bit. Is everything ok?"

"Everythings fine, I-i just wanted to show you something. Hold up."

You angled the camera down before moving back slightly to show Taeyong the new lingerie you'd purchased. His mouth gaped at the sight, eyes rooming your whole body as he took in the image in front of him.

"Do you like it?" you asked innocently, his stares fueling your confidence.

"Oh, my. Isn't this?...... I love it." He stuttered out.

His admiration made you a little braver, getting closer to the camera as you slipped a strap off of your shoulder,

"But wouldn't you like it more if it was...... on the floor?"

Taeyong seemed to snap at this, a loud groan filling your ears as his head rolled back, hand combing through his hair.

"Ah you don't know what you do to me, do you? I'm thousands of miles away and you just, just look like that fuck"

You blushed at his comment, despite hearing his praise many times, it still made butterflies erupt in your stomach. Taeyong adjusted his position, sitting on the edge of the bed, his phone resting on what you assumed was the window seal.

"But to answer your question, yes I think I would like it more if it was on the floor.... Why don't you show me?"

You wasted no time in fulfilling his request, slipping your hand under the second strap before sliding it off slowly. You then continued, agonisingly slow, watching how Taeyong became frustrated and how the budge in his boxers grew.

"Baby, please. I'm going fucking insane here just please, please hurry."

You chuckled at his response, enjoying the way you were in control for once.

"You want me to hurry up? I think you should do it too. it's only fair, right? Plus, it looks as though someone's having a hard time in those boxers."

"Fuck you've gotten brave. Your fucking in for it when I get home" he muttered before slipping off his robe to reveal his toned chest and pulling down his boxers to reveal his hard dick. He moaned slightly from the friction, causing arousal to pool in the thin lace panties that you still wore.

"Good boy" You whispered before finally sliding your panties off. You wiggled them in front of the camera, placing them in a pile before revealing your self to Taeyong fully.

"Better?" you asked.

"So much better. Fuck your so beautiful"

You blushed at his response, shifting your position so you were closer to the camera.

"Tell me what you want me to do" You whispered. Taeyong groaned once more, not being able to handle your new found confidence but enjoying the effect it had on him.

"Even from this far away you still belong to me huh? How did I get so lucky?"

"I'm all yours," You said proudly.

"All mine huh? well, why don't you show me how you feel about me, baby? Touch yourself and imagine it was me. I wanna see you make yourself feel good. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes, sir" you mumbled before getting to work, going straight to your clit.

Taeyong held his breath at the name. It took everything he had not to touch himself at the point, vivid images of you all over him, the name 'sir' dripping from your lips as he made you feel good clouding his mind. He was snapped out of his thoughts as a loud whine left your lips. He watched your fingers move slowly, your hips bucking into your fingers even at the lightest of touches.

"Does that feel good baby?" He asked, leaning back slightly as he enjoyed the show.

"Y-yes, sir! You always feel so good"

"Good girl you're doing so well for me"

His words sent shivers throughout your body, making you want to cum already but you resisted. You came here not only to make yourself feel good but Taeyong too and you intended to carry that out. You slowed down your pace causing you whines to become louder and more dragged out. Your hips bucked to meet your fingers and you purposefully made sure to add a few 'Taeyong's' in just to rile him up more.

You heard him mumble a string of curses under his breath and you knew you'd succeeded when you watch his hand lightly wrap around his dick, watching slowly as his hand travelled from the tip to the base.

"Looks like somebodies needy too?" You teased.

"Just you wait till I get home. You won't be so cocky then. Now continue, I said touch yourself. You're really going to choose to disobey me?"

"No sir" You answered, knowing that if you didn't obey, he'd ruin you when he got home. You fingers returned to your clit once more and so did the knot in your stomach. Taeyongs moans only fueled your fire and in no time you found yourself on the edge of a mind-blowing orgasm.

"T-Taeyong, fuck! i-i'm so close oh my god."

His voice was breathy as he spoke, his hands stopping momentarily to calm himself,

"Not yet baby. You cum when I say, just like normal. Got it?"

You wanted to resist so badly, but you knew it was no use. Taeyong was turned on by obedience, especially to the point of complete and utter control so you no matter how bratty you got, it would never give you what you wanted. And so, you nodded your head, edging yourself slowly.

It didn't take long for Taeyong to start losing control. He was mesmerised by the sounds of your moans and the noise your fingers made as they slid over your clit. He found his eyes fluttering closed and his head rolling back, focusing on the way his name rolled off of your tongue periodically. He was snapped back to reality once more by the sound of a particularly long whine from you.

Taeyong knew he couldn't last much longer, your moans sounding even more beautiful after not hearing them for so long and knowing you felt so good at the thought of his hands and dick, making everything so much more intense. He wanted to watch you cum for him, to enjoy the feeling of knowing it was only him who got to see this but he couldn't take it. Instead as strained "Cum for me, baby" left his lips before he was sent over the edge, but not before he watched you cum too. Both of your moans mixed together as you reached your highs, the sound filling both ends of the Skype call.

Both of you lay there for a moment, catching your breaths before looking at each other through the screen once more. Your face turned bright red, a shy chuckle leaving your lips at the realisation of what just happened.

"Jesus Christ." Taeyong mumbled, "that was.."

"Amazing?" you replied finishing his sentence.

"Yeah, exactly. When-"

Before Taeyong could finish the screen went black, the sounds of Taeyongs rushed footprints and the sound of the door being unlocked filling the room. Taeyongs flushed face appeared on the camera a couple of seconds later,

"Gotta go baby. You're so in for it when I get home. Bye!"

The sound of Jaehyuns voice filled the room before the sound of a familiar 'beep', signifying the call had ended.

You couldn't wait for Taeyong to get home.

[levi-inthesun]

Awakening- Chapter 2

Summary: June (Juniper) works at the New York Public Library where she reads to kids once a week, otherwise she’s shelving books, checking out books for patrons, and catching the eye of one Steve Rogers.

Pairing- Steve x Juniper (OC)

(gif is not mine)

After your first date, things seemed to keep getting better. Steve opened up to you about who he was, grateful you let him decide how and when he would tell you despite the fact that you had known who he was. He was infinitely grateful he could just be himself around you, just Steve. You were completely pleased he felt safe enough around you to let down his guard.

“So, Juniper,” Steve called to you from the kitchen. You sat up from where you had been lying on the couch. “I was… I was thinking maybe you could meet my friends?” he nervously posed.

“Really?” you asked, touched that even though it had only been just over a month Steve wanted you to meet the people he considered family.

“Uh, yeah I mean, if you want to, you don’t have to” he backtracked slightly, worried you’d reject his offer.

You hopped over the couch and ran over to him, squeezing in between him and the counter, jumping up to sit on it so that you were closer to his height. You placed your hands on either side of his cheeks.

“Steve,” you said with a soft smile.

“Yeah?”

“I would be honored to meet them,” you left chaste kisses on his cheeks, nose, and forehead before capturing his lips with your own.

Steve picked you up with his motorcycle.

When he walked you outside he saw the worried look on your face.

“Hey,” he said gently turning around, “I can get a car if you would be more comfortable,” he smoothed out the worry lines on your face and looked deeply into your gray eyes, looking for some sort of answer.

You took in a deep breath, “No, I have always wanted to ride a motorcycle and I’m not going to let my anxiety talk me out of it.” you said as you approached the bike. “Plus,” you added pulling him closer to you, “out of anyone on this planet, and probably others, I don’t trust anyone more than I trust you.”

Steve leaned in kissing you sweetly, a huge, goofy grin spread over his face as he pulled away.

You guys made it to the Avengers Compound way faster than you’d ever imagined, even on a motorcycle.

Steve helped you off and ran his fingers through your long messy hair, “How was that?” he asked.

“Crazy,” you stated. “And insane. And so awesome.” you finished, causing Steve to laugh at your excitement.

“Wonderful,” was all he said back and led you into the compound.

It had only been 10 minutes since introductions had been made and you felt as if you had all known each other forever.

“No way,” you said cackling as you looked over to Steve, “Did you really?” you asked, trying desperately to compose yourself.

Steve shook his head, “Oh man, you guys, I ask one thing of you all, and what do you do? Do the thing I asked you not to do!” he exclaimed, trying his best to not laugh as he watched you double over and snort. Everyone just shrugged, “Whatever. And yes, during the Battle of New York instead of just taking out an alien with my shield, I jumped up and kicked him with both legs in the neck… It really isn’t that funny.”

You wiped the tears away that had formed from laughing so hard for so long. “You’re right babe, it isn’t funny at all,” you said sarcastically as you tried, but failed to stop laughing.

After playing a drinking game or two, Sam stood up in the middle of the living room.

“I have an announcement!” he called out to everyone, “Ssshhhh,” he said harshly, spitting as he tried to quiet everyone down. “Okay, we are going to watch a movie, I have decreed it!”

They let you pick the movie since you were the guest, and they were all curious about what your taste in films was.

“Okay!” You finally said, everyone turned to look at you causing you to feel self-conscious. “Uh, well it’s October now, so we are going to watch one of my favorite ‘spooky-ish’ movies,” you gave everyone a huge grin and pressed play, the beginning of Coraline filling the room.

“Hey, you,” Steve whispered in your ear. You turned to get a better look at him and hummed in reply. “Are you having a good time?” he asked, “We aren’t overwhelming you or anything?”

You nuzzled closer to him, “I am having the best time and I love all of them,” you whispered back.

Steve placed a soft kiss on your temple and went back to watching the movie.

The next morning you woke up to the smell of coffee and waffles. Groaning slightly as you stretch, you blink your eyes open to see Steve laying down facing you, a tender look in his eyes.

“Hi,” you said, your voice small. You always felt vulnerable in the mornings and Steve thought it was the cutest thing.

“Hi,” he said back softly. “I have breakfast,” he said motioning to the large tray he had put at the end of the bed.

“Mmm why are you so good to me, Rogers?” you asked as you reach down a take a sip of coffee.

“That’s too easy a question,” he said matter of factly, rolling his eyes at you playfully.

“Oh? If it is such an easy question, Sir, why don’t you answer it?” you replied cheekily.

Steve stole the bit of waffle you were holding between your fingers and popped it in his mouth.

“Well, Juniper, the first part of my answer is that I would do anything for you, so of course I’m going to be good to you. You deserve the world,” the seriousness and warmth of his tone did not go unnoticed by you. “The second part of my answer,” he said leaning in just close enough that his face was just inches away, but far enough that he could look into your swirling gray eyes. “The second part is that I love you.”

Steve did his absolute best to engrave the way you smiled at him, how your eyes teared up, the gentle way you told him you loved him too, and how tenderly and passionately you kissed him back in his memory forever.

You began spending more and more time at the Avengers Compound after that, and Steve had a strong inkling that his teammates like you more than they liked him, but then again, so did he. He loved watching you form bonds with the people he had chosen as his family, especially with Bucky.

“Yo, Buck!” you yelled out across the kitchen, grape in position.

Bucky turned quickly and as soon as he realized what you were doing he yelled back, “Juuune no!” even though he was already in position to catch it in his mouth, which he did.

“Ohhh! And he catches it!” You cheered from your spot and Bucky held up his arms triumphantly, “That has got to be a world record, James!” you exclaimed.

“Yeah?” he said, intrigued, “Shall we call them up now and have it put in the book?” he asked, feigning seriousness.

“Oh, we shall!” You exclaimed back, before leaning back against the counter and giggling.

Steve had watched the whole thing from the hallway, not wanting to interrupt. It always surprised him when Bucky reacted positively to you calling him James. You may be the only one. But then again, there are certain things that each of the Avengers allow you, even welcome you in doing that if anyone has done it, they’d rip them a new one.

It was as if you could sense exactly what each of them needed. Bucky was touch starved, and never shied away from the gentle touch you gave him as you walked by, or a squeeze of the hand, or a hug. Sometimes you if you were walking past each other, you would stop him, cradling his face in your hands and give him this look that let him know that he was enough, that he was worthy.

You were the only one who could get Tony to sit down and eat or drink something. You even got him to take a nap once and with Pepper’s help, switch him to decaf coffee.

You had a similar thing with Nat that you did with Bucky. You would reach out and grab her hand, play with her hair if she was sitting next to you, and pull her into your arms where she would let you just hold her. It was a vulnerability he had never seen from the spy.

Dr. Banner always seemed calmer around you, less on edge. Peter seemed as if he was taking his first breath when you were around and his burdens seemed lighter. Loki was seen, heard and was made a priority by you, especially when the others were avoiding him. Thor seemed like he could finally relax, the weight of all of Asgard melting from his shoulders. With Wanda, you had some connection with the witch that was unlike anything else. Almost like you had a perfect understanding with one another and communicate without talking (Wanda could do that anyway, but it was different with you).

And then there was him. Somehow, even though you found a way to make everyone feel loved and at peace and important, you never neglected doing those things for Steve.

“June?” he asked one night as you laid in his arms.

“Hmmm?” you hummed.

“Do you ever grow… tired, exhausted from doing so much for everyone else? How do you do it?” he asked honestly.

It was silent for a moment while you thought, “I don’t know how to explain it, but I feel like there is something in me that makes it easy and I somehow just know what to do or say.” you answered finally.

Steve smiled sadly into the darkness, “You didn’t answer my first question, doll. Is it exhausting?”

You started chewing on your lip but Steve stopped you, smoothing his thumb lightly over your lips and around your face, tracing your features.

“Yeah, it can get really draining sometimes,” you said exhaling deeply as he continued to trace your face. “But then I go meditate and after I find out that Sam tried to make a food I mentioned I really liked, but then we end up ordering it take out because he can’t bake for shit,” you giggled. “Or Bucky will pull out old photographs and tell me things he’s remembered about before, with you. My favorite though is when on those incredibly draining days, you get home from a mission. Steve, you have a way of helping me feel not only completely loved and safe, but I feel strong and powerful… I have no way of explaining it, but even if you’ve had a bad day and need some extra lovin’, you still seem to fill me up when I’m on empty.”

Steve leaned over a kissed your hair. “I feel the exact same, darling.”

You and Steve spent the rest of the evening playing card games, which always turned into strip poker when it was just the two of you. 

You fell asleep peacefully in his arms, but woke up agitated, the dream you had had impacting you deeply.

You were floating through the sky, the gentle breeze caressing your cheek. You looked out at the land passing beneath you and all you could see was sorrow. You saw Bucky, Nat, Sam, Clint, Tony, Bruce, and Peter. As much as you searched, you couldn’t find Steve. You did, however, find yourself. You looked as if you had been completely unraveled, while at the same time you were radiating a power and strength you had never known.

Chapter 3 will be posted in the next few days :)

[namjoonsluna]

Five

"How do you know I won't fix it?" She says to him and he stares at her for a second. "You don't know what you're saying baby girl...you're barking up the right tree." He husks moving close to her face and she doesn't shy away she holds her ground. "Try me." She laid back revealing her cleavage to him and he sucked in some air through his teeth.

He climbed on top of her and attacked her lips then pulled away. "Are you certain Patrice? Is this what you want?" She nods yes. "Say the word!" He raised his voice a bit. "Yes, I want this." She whispers as she reached down to his penis through his pajama pants making him groan. "Mmmm you're so naughty flip-flops, So Eager." He whispers on her neck making her arch her back.

He began to kiss her neck softly while letting his tongue massage her neck. He ran his left hand down her body caressing her voluptuous curves groaning on her neck. "Fuck I love your body...it was so hard to not take you at that party...you're so thick and juicy, it's driving me crazy." He grunts before moving over to her sweet pot through his basketball shorts she wore. "So warm." He moans.

He then pulled the shorts and her panties off at one go then he reached over and cut the light on and looked at her vagina. "Fuck!" He gasps. "What? Is something wrong?" She asked and he shook his head no. "She's beautiful." He mumbles before he dived between her legs putting her pussy in his mouth. He ate her so good she saw stars. Trice tried to hold in her moans but that made him stop sucking on her pussy.

"Don't do that...let me hear you!" He says before diving back in. Patrice screams fully showing her voice as he devoured her, he then stuck two fingers inside of her making her jump a little. "Shit your tight...wait you a Virgin?" He asked. "No, I just haven't had sex since being in Korea, so it's been three years." She confessed and his eyes lit up. "Oh fuck yeah."

He began taking all her clothes off including his before he began sucking on her nipples still playing with her pussy. His cock at this point was leaking Pre cum and he couldn't stand it anymore. "Fuck, you ready for me baby?" He asked her while staring into her lust filled eyes. "Yes, I am take me." She says and he shoved himself into her without warning making gasp and scratch his arms.

"Mmmfuck! So right baby...can I move?" He asked and she pants a bit before nodding yes. He pumped into her slowly feeling the warmth from her tight hole. "Shit I'm gonna cum soon...shit you're so tight." He moans before he knows it trice was flipping them over so now she was on top where she began bouncing on him. They moaned so loud from Patrice grinding down on his phallus causing him to reach and grip her thickness.

"Shit it's so big! You're so big Yoongi ah!" She moaned and he smirks and buck his hips upward while gripping her ass then smacking it. "I'm about to cum Yoongi!" She screams. "Cum for me baby girl...fuck! I'm about to cum too." He moaned she bounced three more times before screaming one last time, Yoongi's hips stuttered as he reached his own high moaning just as loud as her.

Once he came Patrice stood up a bit just to watch his cum ooze out of her and on to her fingers. She slowly put them in her mouth eating his cum while staring at him. "Ooh that's hot." He groan while stroking his cock again. "Damn I'm hard again..can you handle more?" He inquires and she smiles and nod. At that moment he grabbed her and flipped her over so now she was face down and ass was up. She was in for a long night.

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The next day they slept in till about 2 pm. Patrice's phone was buzzing-off the hook as it fell down on the floor. "Baby girl your phone is going off still wake up." Yoongi groaned as he nudged her a bit. She finally woke up when she heard the difference in the vibration. Namjoon was calling. She hopped out of the bed instantly and grabbed it but it was too late. She had so many missed called from Mark and Namjoon that she knew they were gonna chew her ass when she goes home. "Fuck, I have to call them back. Can you get up to take me home?" She asked but the male snore in response. Instead of waking him she just decided to call Mark for a ride.

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" Namjoon yelled through the phone, she sighs then roll her eyes. "I'm at a friends but they're sleeping in and I called Mark because I needed at ride. I didn't know you two were together." She confesses and Namjoon sighs. "Call someone next time when you sleep out, You had me worried Trice. Mark go pick her up I'm late for lunch with T and she's pissed at me already. Trice, tell Mark where you are so he can come get you we will finish this discussion later." He says.

"Yo send me your location so I can come beat your stupid ass." He starts chewing her head off from the other side of the phone. She gave him the address and hun up. "Seems like your family care about you." Yoongi say sounding fully awake. "You were woke this whole time? What the hell? You could've given me ride home!" She raised her voice and she just sits up and stare at her. "First of all cool your tits sister I just woke up when I heard the angry man ask where the fuck were you, so mind your tone. I would've happily gave you a ride I just was super drained I didn't know you tried waking me." He says and she nods. "It's cool Mark my best friend is on the way."

He gets out the bed and pull his boxers on before walking to her. "How long will it take him to get here?" He asked now hugging and kissing on her neck making her moan. " About forty minutes." She says breathy. He began to attack her full on making her collapse on the bed. " Can we fuck before you go? I believe I can cum 3 more time before he gets here. I can't get enough of this body of yours, it's amazing." He says and she blushes and nods yes. She was already naked so all he had to do was drop his boxers and sink into her lovely rose bush.

[likeadrug-ff]

T H R E E . O N E

L O N D Y N 

I smacked my teeth as my phone was going off the hook. Somebody was blowing me up so much that it fell off the nightstand. I roughly threw the covers from over my head and felt for my phone. Once I had it, it started to ring again. “What took you so long?” I sighed and threw myself back on the bed. “Maybe ‘cause I was sleeping boy.”

It had to have been at least two or three in the morning. It was still dark as fuck out. “Wake up mama.” I rolled onto my stomach and wrapped one arm around my pillow. “Im up baby, whats the matter?” I asked. “Im bout to come through after I make this slam,” I kind of left out the part about him being deep into the drug business. 

He started dealing our senior year of high school. I was the first to know and of course I didnt like it one bit. I begged him everyday to let it go but he was determined to make his money. “Ima be there in a hour.” I hung up and threw the phone next to me and drifted back to sleep. 

I felt a strong pair of arms slide around my bare waist and I instantly melted. My man was finally here. “You better not have no shit in my room.” He hugged me from behind and I felt that he was only in his boxers. “Only my book bag and weed.” Just when I thought I was going back to sleep he started grinding his dick onto my ass. I whined and tried pushing him back.

“Im tired Kaiden. Its four in the morning and I just went to sleep at one.” He went to leaving passion marks on my neck while using one hand to roll my nipple between his fingers. “Let me just slid in real quick. I need to bust.” Being that I was completely naked he grabbed my leg, lifted it in the air and pulled his dick out. 

He went to rubbing his dick all in my wetness and around my clit. His dick was so thick and long and I thought it was the prettiest thing in the world. “K-Kaiden.” 

Kaidens grip on my leg tightened as he pushed into me causing me to moan and shudder. “Its gon’ be quick mama.” Our bodies moved as one as he picked up his speed. “Dont stop. Dont..fucking..stop!” He covered my mouth as he pounded me from the back with no remorse. I was close. I felt it coming and so could he. In a matter of minutes we were both cumming. 

“Best quickie of my life.” He was practically panting breathlessly. “Aight you can go to sleep now.” Kissing me roughly on my cheek he pulled out but stayed close behind me. 

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“Lon baby? Its mama.” She knocked softly and I scurried out of bed. Kaiden huffed and turned on his stomach covering his whole body. I snatched my silk robe off the door and opened the door as I tied the straps. “Good morning.” I cleared my throat. “Hey mamas Rosey,” I had to side eye her. “I made everyone breakfast sandwiches. Including Mr. Kaiden.” She gave me her best ‘I knew it’ face. 

“Im going to be staying the night at the hospital, please dont forget to study. I need you to be ready before we can put you in the field mamas.” My mom is the head pediatric nurse and she took her job very serious. “I’ll get on it.” She kissed my cheek and said her I love yous before leaving the house. I closed the door and cleaned up the sprawled clothes from the floor. 

“Yo ya ass is moving like crazy.” I turned to see that Kaiden was now woke and watching my every move. “You look so beautiful, I heard moms cooked.” He clapped his hands together and rubbed them together afterwards. “Whats the plans for tonight? Why you aint talkin’? Oh cat got ya tongue huh?” I stood completely still. Its too early for these questions. Like I just woke the fuck up. 

“Im working all day, both jobs. I wont get home until its time to get ready for Loryns grand opening.” I raked my hands through my hair and walked back to the bed. He sat up against the headboard and patted his lap. Of course I made my way to him and got comfortable. “My lil brotha coming in town so I gotta pick him up, get him situated and then we’ll be on our way here.” 

“Sounds good?” I nodded my head then kissed him quickly before getting up and getting ready for work.

K A I D E N

“Move the fuck out the way then bitch.” I grumbled when some old bitch honked her horn at me. I was speeding towards Lolanis school. She called me at the last minute asking if I could come pick her up. Rolling up to the exact spot she sent me I seen her arguing with some nigga. So me being me, I immediately threw the car in park and jumped out making sure to slam the door.

Heads turned in the process but I aint give not one fuck. “Whats da problem?” When I say she looked back like she seen a ghost. I had to keep myself from laughing man. “What-How did you even get here that fast?” Who ever this nigga was , was grilling the fuck out of us. “So this the nigga that got you ignoring me? Must’ve been why you broke shit off too huh?” Lil Lo got a man? Well shit, had a man.

“Omari you know exactly why I ended shit between us! You think you can have your cake and eat it too? You had a whole baby on me and didnt give a shit to even tell me!” Well this shit here is awkward. I aint know if I should say something or just wait in the car. This what my ass get for getting out in the first place rather than just letting her know that I was here.

“Aye..Ima just go wait-” Lolani quickly held her hand up. “Its not gonna take long. So you’re just gonna stand there looking dumb?” I wanted to laugh but it wasn’t the right place nor time. Well neither was this argument they were having but hell, shit happens.

Right when I thought we could walk away he decides he want to start talking. And of course I couldn’t help my overly dramatic sigh. “Look Im sorry aight? I aint.. I aint mean to hurt you Lani.” I probably looked bout crazy going back and forth between them. “You aint no fucking sorry!” She made us both jump back as she bucked at him and talked through clenched teeth.

“You’re sorry that I found out. You’re sorry that we can no longer fuck and chill anymore! Im done Omari. I wish you the best of luck with your child and everything but please, Im begging you to please leave me alone ok?” She turned and strolled to the car with me on her heels.

L O L A N I

Heartbroken. Shattered. Fucked. I dont know how to feel at this moment. Omari was my first everything and I just cant believe he would do something like this to me. But he did. The ride to my house was very much silent like I needed it to be.

I needed to get my thoughts together. Try to understand this whole thing. The only man I’ve ever loved and let explore my body has betrayed me. “You aight Lil Lo?” This nigga just had to ruin the peace and quiet. I picked at my nails and shrugged. “No but I’ll be fine. I get over it one day.” When I looked over at him he gave me a small side small. “You will.”

Why couldn’t Omari be like Kaiden? Even before he made things official with Londyn he was always loyal and true to her in their friendship. “You have any brothers?” He screwed his face then we both busted out laughing. “Ok ok, take me serious Kaiden.” He was in the middle of rolling a backwood as we sat at the red light.

“I do, hes suppose to be coming down tonight for Loryns grand opening.” He licked the wood closed and searched for his lighter. Looking up he saw that the light had turned green and proceeded down the road. “But if you’on mind me saying, Ion think its a good idea to just try to jump into something new after what I witnessed today.”

I crossed my arms and looked out the window. “Just like ya stubborn ass sister. Just hear me out Lil Lo aight?” He sparked the blunt before talking again. “Today you only got a lil taste of how grimey niggas can really be. I just feel like you should focus on yaself and school right now. Dont get me wrong we all wanna see you happy and living life, but dont rush it. Thats all Im saying.”

I sunk in my seat. “Fine. At least let me meet him.” He gave me a thumbs up and hesitated on passing me the blunt. I laughed and took it from him. Just because Im a college girl doesn’t mean I dont have my fun. Just as he pulled in the drive way we finished the wood. “Thank you again Kaiden. Please dont tell Londyn about this, I’d never hear the end of it.”

I smiled and patted his shoulder before letting myself out. Letting myself into the house I headed up the stairs and straight to my room. Being a pastry chef was not easy. Some days I have to work overnight and sometimes I dont get a break. I went to pick out some set of bra and panties. Then I gathered everything I needed for a nice hot bubble bath.