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catwitchsomboys · 4 months ago

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Solby X Y/N

Warnings: double vaginal penetration, threesome, polyamorous relationship, creampie, male on male, fingering female receiving, multiple orgasms, squirting, accidental recording, posting it to the public, I think that is it if I missed any let me know

I go down and sit on the couch and light a cigarette

You sit down on the couch and light your cigarette. As you do that, Colby comes out from the kitchen and plops down next to you, watching as you let out a puff of smoke.

Colby eyes your cigarette and raises his eyebrows. "You still smoking those things?" he asks, his eyes drifting down to the glowing tip of your cigarette.

“Yes, and I’m not planning on stopping”

Colby sighs, shaking his head. "You really shouldn't, you know. It's bad for you." he says, giving you a disapproving look.

“I would rather fill my lungs up with smoke then water, which is what you’re doing by vaping”

Colby rolls his eyes. "At least vaping doesn't give you lung cancer." he says, crossing his arms.

“That’s exactly what it does it turns your fucking lungs into a 60-year-old within a year of vaping”

Colby narrows his eyes at you. "That's not true. Vaping is safer than smoking cigarettes, and doesn't cause cancer." he says, trying to defend his stance.

“Yeah, that’s where you’re wrong. Google it.”

Colby sighs and takes out his phone. He looks it up on Google and sure enough, vaping can cause cancer. He groans and puts his phone back in his pocket. "Fine, you win this time." he mutters.

Colby leans back on the couch, still looking grumpy. "But that doesn't change the fact that smoking is bad for you." he says, eyeing your cigarette again.

“You’re the one to talk”

Colby scoffs. "What's that supposed to mean?" he asks, looking at you with an offended expression.

“Do you want one?”

Colby hesitates for a moment, but then he finally nods. "Sure, what the hell." he says, holding his hand out for your cigarette.

I hand him a cigarette and I hand him my lighter

Colby takes the cigarette from you and lights it with your lighter. He takes a long drag and exhales, blowing out a puff of smoke. He leans back on the couch and lets out a sigh. "Can't believe I'm doing this." he mutters under his breath.

Colby continues to smoke, taking another drag and exhaling. He eyes the cigarette, looking like he can't believe he's actually doing this. "You know, these things are terrible for you." he says, flicking the ash off of the end of his cigarette.

As he takes another drag of the cigarette, Colby can't help but feel a sense of both satisfaction and guilt. He knows that it's bad for him, but for some reason, he can't seem to resist the temptation of the nicotine.

Despite the guilt he feels, Colby continues to smoke the cigarette, taking long drags and exhaling puffs of smoke. He can feel the nicotine hitting his system, and he begins to feel a sense of Relaxation wash over him.

“Hey Sam”

Sam looks up from his phone as you call out his name. "Yeah, what's up?" he asks, setting aside his phone

“Do you want one too?”

Sam looks at the cigarette in your hand, and then back up at you. "Are you offering?" he asks, a small grin playing at the corner of his lips.

“Of course”

Sam smiles and holds out his hand. "Sure, I'll take one." he says, taking the cigarette from you. Before he brings it to his lips, he looks at you and smirks. "You're a bad influence, you know that?"

“Absolutely”

Sam chuckles and takes a long drag on the cigarette, then exhales a plume of smoke. He leans back on the couch and puts an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer to him.

I lay down with my feet and Colby’s lap and my head in Sam’s as I continue smoking

Colby rolls his eyes but doesn’t protest as you stretch out on the couch, your feet on his lap.

Sam, on the other hand, can’t help but smile as you lay your head on his lap. He places a hand on your hair, gently stroking it as you continue to smoke.

I let out a moan as I take another hit from my cigarette

Both Colby and Sam look at you, their eyes widening at the sound that escapes your lips.

"Did you just-" Sam begins to say, a surprised expression on his face.

Colby's mouth hangs open slightly, his eyes glued to you as you take another drag.

Colby's hands grip the couch cushions tightly as he struggles to maintain his composure. He can't believe what he just heard.

Sam, on the other hand, is slightly flustered, his hand freezing in your hair. He can't help but feel a stirring sensation in his stomach at the sound of your moan.

Colby and Sam exchange a glance, their eyes locked together for a moment as they both struggle to process what just happened.

Colby's cheeks turn a slight pink as he shifts uncomfortably on the couch, trying to compose himself.

Sam swallows hard, his heart beating faster in his chest as his mind races with thoughts.

They both look at you, their eyes scanning your face, trying to read your expression.

Colby breaks the silence first, clearing his throat. "Did you just.. moan?" he asks, his voice huskier than usual.

“Yes”

Both Colby and Sam are speechless for a moment as they process your answer.

Colby's eyes widen slightly, his hands clenching and unclenching on the couch cushions.

Sam's breath catches in his throat, unable to believe what he just heard. He moves his hand from your hair to your chin, his thumb tracing your bottom lip.

I’ll let out a whimper as he traces my bottom lip

Sam's eyes darken as he hears the sound escape your lips, a shiver running down his spine.

He leans closer to you, his hand still tracing your bottom lip, his touch gentle and yet possessive.

Colby watches intently as Sam leans closer to you, the atmosphere in the room growing more charged with each passing second.

He can’t help but feel a pang of jealousy, but a part of him also finds the sight of you and Sam in this moment incredibly hot.

Sam's eyes are fixed on your face, his thumb tracing your lip once more before he speaks, his voice low and rough.

"God.. You're killing me.." he murmurs.

Colby shifts on the couch, his heart beating faster as he listens to the sound of Sam's voice, the rough edge to his words sending a new wave of desire through him. He can feel his mind racing, his thoughts becoming more and more impure.

Sam continues to trace your lip, his eyes never leaving your face. He can feel a sense of possessiveness coursing through his body at the sound of your whimper, his hands itching to do more than just touch your lip.

I take Sam’s thumb in my mouth

A low growl escapes Sam's throat as you take his thumb into your mouth, the feeling of your lips and tongue around it sending a shock wave of desire through his body.

Colby watches the scene unfold, his breaths coming out in short gasps as he tries to contain his own desires.

Sam's eyes lock with yours, the intensity in his gaze making it clear that he wants more than just his thumb in your mouth. His free hand moves to grip the back of your neck, pulling you closer to him.

Colby watches the two of you, feeling a mix of jealousy and arousal as he sees how Sam is holding you possessively. He can't help but feel like he's witnessing something incredibly intimate.

Sam's breath is coming out in short pants now, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he struggles to keep his composure. He pulls his thumb out of your mouth and brings it to your chin, gently tilting your face up to look at him.

His eyes scan your face, taking in every little detail, before he finally speaks, his voice low and rough.

"You have no idea what you do to me.." he whispers, leaning in closer to you.

“I have an idea. I am turning both you and Colby on”

Sam's eyes widen at your words as he glances over at Colby, who is still sitting next to you on the couch.

Colby's cheeks go red and he shifts uncomfortably in his seat, unable to deny that your words are having an effect on him as well.

“It’s a good thing I have three holes”

Sam swallows hard as you make your comment, his body tense with desire.

Colby's mouth drops open in shock, his eyes widening at your boldness. He can't believe what he just heard.

Sam leans back slightly, his eyes flickering between your face and your body, his hands itching to touch you.

Colby is struggling to maintain his composure, his mind racing with thoughts of you and how much he wants you. He can't believe how easily you've managed to turn them both on.

Sam breaks the silence, his voice lower and huskier than ever before.

"Is that an invitation?" he asks, his eyes locked on yours.

“Sure, go ahead lay under Me Colby can take me from behind while I ride you”

Both Sam and Colby's mouths drop open in disbelief at your bold proposition.

Colby is the first to speak, his voice coming out in a gruff whisper. "You really are a devil, aren't you?"

Sam watches you for a moment, his mind racing with thoughts of how good it would feel to have you riding him while Colby takes you from behind. The thought alone is enough to make his body tense with desire.

"I'm not going to say no to that offer." he says, his voice rough and hoarse.

Colby looks at you and Sam, his mind racing with thoughts of how good it would feel for all of them to be together like that.

"Are you sure about this?" he asks, trying to keep his voice steady.

“Absolutely you can either both be in my pussy or one of you can be in my ass”

Both Sam and Colby's eyes widen at your words, their mouths dropping open in shock.

Sam's breath catches in his throat for a moment, his mind struggling to process your suggestion. He then glances at Colby, who looks like he's frozen solid.

Colby's eyes flicker between you and Sam, before finally turning back to you. "Goddamn, you're so filthy.. I love it.." he mutters, unable to hide the excitement in his

Sam's eyes are locked on your face, his breathing heavy as he tries to keep his composure. Feeling Colby's gaze on you as well, he finally speaks, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

"You really don't hold back, do you?"

I stand up takeoff all of my clothes, so I’m completely naked in front of them

Both Sam and Colby's eyes widen at the sight of you standing completely naked in front of them. They can't believe what they're seeing. Even though they've seen you without clothes before, this feels different.

Colby's mouth goes dry and he can't look away. He stares at your naked body, taking in every inch of you.

Sam takes a step towards you, his eyes roaming over your body, his hands clenching into fists at his sides.

“Go ahead, boys get naked”

Both Sam and Colby are hesitant for a moment, their minds still processing the fact that they're about to get naked in front of you. But the sight of your body, completely naked and on display for them, is enough to make them overcome their hesitation.

Colby starts by taking off his shirt and the t-shirt underneath, exposing his toned chest and arms.

Sam, on the other hand, is a little faster, taking off his clothes in swift motions, until he is standing in front of you, just as naked as you are.

Colby and Sam are now both standing in front of you, completely naked, their eyes locked on your body, taking in every curve and contour.

Colby's breath catches in his throat as he looks at you, his eyes roaming over your body.

Sam takes a step closer to you, his eyes flickering to your body, before he finally speaks, his voice lower and huskier than ever before.

"Come here."

I push Sam down on the couch as I straddle him letting Colby go behind me

Sam lets out a moan as you push him down onto the couch, his eyes darkening with desire. He looks up at you and then over at Colby, his mind racing with thoughts of what's about to happen.

Colby doesn't waste any time, he positions himself behind you, his hands gripping your hips. His breath is coming out in ragged pants as he gets ready to take

“So boys, are we both doing pussy or is one of you taking my ass?”

Both Sam and Colby's eyes widen at your question, their minds reeling with the thought of what's about to happen.

Sam's breath catches in his throat, his body tense with anticipation. He looks towards Colby, who is still behind you, his hands on your hips.

Colby's voice comes out in a low and rough whisper, as he looks at Sam. "I think we both know what we want."

“Do whatever the hell you want”

Both Sam and Colby exchange a look, their eyes meeting for a moment as they silently communicate with each other. After a few seconds, the look in their eyes tells you all you need to know.

Sam speaks first, his voice coming out in a deep and rough tone.

"We're going to take you."

“Go ahead”, I say as I slammed down on Sam

Sam let out a low moan as you slammed down on him, his hands gripping onto your hips tightly.

"Fuck.." he mutters, unable to form a coherent thought.

Colby, meanwhile, has moved

Colby's now aligned himself behind you, grabbing your hips and pulling you closer to him.

His breath is coming out in short pants, his chest heaving against your back.

He's taking a moment to enjoy the feeling of your body against his. But he knows that soon, he won't be able to wait any longer.

"Are you ready for this?" he asks

“Absolutely”

Colby lets out a low growl, his hands gripping onto your hips even tighter.

"Good. Because we aren't going to hold back." he warns you.

He leans in closer, his lips pressed against your ear, his voice a low and rough whisper. "You've no idea what you're getting yourself into."

Colby slides into my pussy along with Sam

“Oh boys, you both feel so amazing”

“Please move”

Sam and Colby both let out low moans as you say that, their bodies responding to the tone of your voice.

Sam's hands are gripping your hips tightly, his eyes locking with yours.

Colby has his hands on your hips as well, his chest pressed against your back.

They both look at each other for a second, silently communicating, and then they start to move

Their movements are slow and tentative at first, as they both try to get used to the feeling of being inside you. But soon, the need for more takes over. And they both begin to move faster, their moans getting louder and louder

Colby's breath is coming out in short pants, his chest rising and falling rapidly against your back. His hands are gripping your hips so tightly that his knuckles have gone white.

Sam is doing his best to keep control, his teeth clenched as he tries to hold back the pleasure that's coursing through his body. His eyes are fixed on your face, taking in every little expression you make

Both of them are moving faster now, their bodies moving in perfect sync with each

I light another cigarette as I moan

Sam and Colby both seem to be affected by your actions, their eyes fixated on the way you light up and take a drag from the cigarette.

Colby leans in closer to you, his lips against your neck, his breathing ragged as he mumbles in your ear.

"God, you look so hot.. doing that.."

I turned my face to Colby right after I took a drag blow the smoke into his mouth

Colby's eyes widen with pleasant surprise as you turn to him and blow the smoke from your cigarette into his mouth. He lets out a low moan, his tongue flicking out to taste the smoke on his lips.

His eyes are locked on your face, his eyes dark with desire as he takes in the sight of you smoking. The way you blew the smoke into his mouth has only fueled the fire that is raging inside him.

“Holy hell, you both are so big stretching me so well”

They both let out low groans at your words, their bodies responding to the way you're talking to them.

Sam's hands tighten their grip on your hips, his eyes locked on your face.

"Jesus.. you feel so good.." he mutters, his voice coming out in a rough and raspy tone.

Colby's breath is coming out in short pants, his hips rocking against you as he tries to keep up the pace. He looks at you with an expression of pure ecstasy.

"You're so tight”

"Taking us so well.." he mutters, his voice broken and hoarse, his breath coming out in ragged pants. "God, you're perfect."

Both of them are lost in the moment, consumed by the pleasure that's coursing through their bodies, their minds focused solely on the sensations.

As they start moving faster, I start screaming with every movement

Both Sam and Colby are pushed closer to the edge with every movement and every scream you make. Their bodies are starting to tense, their breathing becoming more and more ragged.

Sam's hands are gripping your hips tightly, his nails digging into your skin. He's unable to stop himself from letting out a guttural moan, his eyes locked on your face.

"Fuck..." he mutters under his breath.

Colby's head is leaning on your shoulder. His eyes are shut tight, his body trembling with pleasure. He can't even get words out, his voice is lost in a mix of moans and pants

"You're going to make us..." he manages to get out, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone. "...Lose control."

“Please, I wanna feel you both paint my walls”

Both Sam and Colby's eyes go wide when you say that, their bodies responding immediately to your words.

Sam's grip on your hips tightens even more, his breath coming out in short pants.

"Damn... You're going to drive us wild..." he mutters, his voice lower and huskier than ever before.

Colby's breathing is ragged, his mind going blank with pleasure as he tries to keep himself under control.

"You.. You have no idea what you're doing to us.." he gets out between gasps

Both of them are so close now, their bodies trembling with the need for release. But they're fighting to hold back, wanting to make this moment last as long as possible.

I climax around both of them tightening

“Please, please, please, please, please” I moan out

I collapse on Sam

Sam catches you as you collapse onto him, his arms wrapping around you to hold you up. He's breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

He looks over your shoulder at Colby, who is still behind you, his eyes locked on you and Sam. They share a look, both of them struggling to catch their breath.

"Jesus..." Sam mutters to himself, his voice coming out in a rough and hoarse tone.

He holds you close, his arms wrapped around you, his heart racing. He's never felt anything like this before, the feeling of your body pressed against his, the pleasure that has ripped through his body.

Colby slowly pulls back, his mind and body still trying to recover from the pleasure that had just coursed through them all. He watches as Sam holds you, his eyes flickering between the two of you.

“No, no no no no no no no no Colby stay inside please”

Colby looks at you, and immediately understands what you're asking. He swallows hard, his eyes flickering to Sam, before looking back at you.

"Are you sure?" he asks, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

“I want you both inside of me still please don’t move”

Colby swallows hard again, his eyes locking on yours. He's unable to resist your plea, he wants to give you everything you're asking for.

He positions himself behind you again, pressing himself against you. He's careful not to move too much, not wanting to cause any discomfort, but he needs to

"Let me know if it's too much," he mutters, his voice low and soft.

He's barely holding onto control, the feel of you around him and Sam is almost overwhelming. But he's doing his best to stay still, to give you

“You both feel amazing”

Both Sam and Colby's eyes flicker to yours when you say that.

"You feel incredible," Sam mutters, his voice rough and hoarse. He's still holding you close, his hands tracing small patterns on your skin.

Colby is still behind you, his breath coming out in uneven gasps. He's trying to keep still, his body trembling with the effort.

"You're amazing," he whispers, his voice shaky and uneven.

“Go ahead, Colby and Sam I know you both wanna move and you can”

Both Sam and Colby's eyes lock on to yours, the sound of your words making their hearts race even faster. They can't help but move, their bodies reacting to the tone of your voice.

Colby's hands grip onto your hips, his head resting on your shoulder. He's struggling to keep himself still, but your words give him the permission he needs.

"Are you sure?" he asks, his voice rough and low.

“Without a doubt”

Colby's body trembles with the effort to hold back, he needs to hear you say it one more time.

"I need to hear you say it again," he whispers against your ear.

“Go ahead”

Colby let out a low moan as he hears you give him permission once again. His body can't take it any longer, the need is too great.

He grips your hips tighter, his chest pressed against your back, and he whispers in your ear.

"I'm going to move, and I'm not going to stop."

With that, he starts to move. He pulls back gently, then pushes back in, his movements slow and careful at first. But with every move,

I moan

Both Sam and Colby respond instantly to your moan, their bodies shuddering in response. Their eyes are fixed on you, taking in every little expression you make.

Colby's movements are slow and calculated, his body pressed against yours, his breath hot against your neck.

Sam's hands are still on your hips, his touch gentle yet firm. He's watching you closely, his eyes flickering between you and Colby.

They both want you like crazy, your voice and your reactions driving them insane. But they're also trying to take it slow, to savor the moment as much as possible.

“Fuck I love you guys. Please don’t stop”. I moan out.””

Both Sam and Colby can't help but respond to your words, their hearts racing with your declaration. They've been wanting to hear you say something like that for a long time, and now that you have, it only makes them want you more.

Colby's movements quicken slightly, his body responding to the tone of your voice.

"We love you too," he mutters, his lips pressed against your shoulder.

Sam's grip on your hips tightens, his eyes locked on your face.

I started whining and moaning

Both Sam and Colby can't get enough of your sounds, your moans and whines driving them crazy. They both increase the pace of their movements, unable to hold back any longer.

Colby's breath is coming out in ragged pants against your neck, his body pressed against your back.

Sam's eyes are locked on your face, watching your expressions as the pleasure takes over. He can't get enough of the way you look and he wants to make you feel even more.

Both Sam and Colby can't get enough of your sounds, your moans and whines driving them crazy. They both increase the pace of their movements, unable to hold back any longer.

Colby's breath is coming out in ragged pants against your neck, his body pressed against your back.

Sam's eyes are locked on your face, watching your expressions as the pleasure takes over. He can't get enough of the way you look and he wants to make you feel even more.

“Oh my God, don’t stop. Don’t stop. You’re gonna make me squirt.”

Both Sam and Colby can't help but respond to your words, their bodies shuddering in response. Their eyes lock on to yours, their minds consumed by the way you're talking to them.

Colby's movements quicken even more, his body pressed against your back.

"We're not stopping until you do." he mutters, his voice low and breathless.

Sam's grip on your hips tightens even more, his fingers digging into your skin. His eyes are fixed on your face, taking in every little expression

"You're so beautiful when you're like this." he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and lustful tone.

My entire body shakes as I start to squirt around them

Both Sam and Colby respond instantly to your body's reaction, their breathing becoming even more ragged as they feel you shake and writhe around them.

Colby's body stiffens, his own release imminent, while Sam's eyes flutter

But he fights to hold back, wanting to make sure you're taken care of before he lets himself go.

They both continue to move, their bodies working in perfect sync to bring you pleasure. Colby's hands are tight on your hips, his body pressed against your back.

Sam's hands are still on your hips, his eyes fixed on your face. He can't look away, he looks completely entranced by you

“Go ahead, go ahead”

Both of them are close, their bodies on the verge of release, but they both need you to say it.

"Are you sure?" Colby mutters, his voice rough and desperate.

Sam doesn't speak, his eyes fixed on your face, but his expression is one of desperate need.

“Come inside me”

That's all both of them need to hear. With your permission, they let go and start painting my walls, white with every rope of

Cum

“Oh my God, please” I scream

Both Sam and Colby can't hold back any longer, your plea bringing them over the edge

Both of them follow shortly after you, releasing inside of you with rough groans and ragged breathing. They hold you tight, their arms wrapped around you, their bodies trembling with the aftershocks of their release.

All three of you are panting and gasping for air, your bodies tangled in a heap of limbs

They're all wrapped up in each other, their bodies completely spent. Sam and Colby are surrounding you, their arms wrapped around you, their bodies pressed against yours.

They're both completely breathless, their hearts still racing with the intensity of what had just happened. Both of them hold you close, unwilling to let go just yet

"You're amazing," Colby mutters against your shoulder, his voice rough and husky.

Sam presses his face into your neck, his breath warm against your skin.

“I love you guys”

Both of them respond instantly, their hearts skipping a beat at your words. They hold you closer, their arms wrapped around you tightly.

"We love you too," they both whisper, their voices coming out in rough and breathless tones.

Colby nuzzles his face against your neck, his body pressed against your back.

"I love you so much," he whispers against your skin.

Sam's lips press against the side of your head, his chin resting on your shoulder.

“I Love you too, Colby”

Colby's heart skips a beat when you say that, his grip on you tightening slightly.

"I've wanted to hear you say that for a long time," he mutters against your skin, his voice coming out in a soft and sincere tone.

“I’m in love with both of you”

Both Sam and Colby respond instantly to your words, their hearts skipping a beat as they hear you say that. They both hold you a little closer, their arms wrapped around you, their bodies pressing against yours.

Colby buries his face in the crook of your neck, kissing your skin gently.

Sam whispers against your ear, his voice coming out in a soft and reverent tone.

"We're in love with you too."

“Are you guys okay with sharing me?”

They both nod their heads without hesitation.

"We're okay with sharing you," they both say, their voices coming out in warm and sincere tones.

"Nothing we want more than to be with you," Sam adds, his lips pressing against your shoulder.

“You both got me”

They both respond instantly, their hearts swelling with your words. Both of them hold you tighter, their arms wrapped around you in a protective gesture.

"We've got you," they both murmur, their voices coming out in soft and gentle tones.

"We'll always have you," Sam mutters against your skin.

Colby nuzzles his head against the crook of your neck, his arms wrapped around your waist.

They both press their bodies closer to you, wanting to be as close to you as possible, as if they want to prove your words true.

"We're not letting you go," they both whisper, their voices coming out in low and possessive tones.

“That’s okay and you can stay inside of me while we sleep “

Both Sam and Colby's hearts thump loudly in their chests when you say that, their bodies instantly responding to your words.

"Are you sure?" Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

Sam lets out a low moan, his arms wrapping around you even tighter. "I'm not complaining," he mutters, his lips pressed against your shoulder.

“Absolutely”

Both of them can't say no to that, their bodies reacting instantly to your words.

"Okay," they both mutter at the same time, their voices coming out in low and gravelly tones.

Colby pulls you closer to him, pressing his body against your back. He holds you tight, his arms wrapped around you like a protective blanket.

Sam tangles his legs with yours, his body pressed against your front. His hands are on your hips, his grip gentle but firm.

I reached up behind Colby and grab a blanket, throwing it over us

Colby smiles against your shoulder as you reach up behind him and grab a blanket, pulling it over the two of you. He nuzzles his face against your neck, his body relaxing as the warmth envelopes him.

Sam burrows his face into the crook of your shoulder, letting out a content sigh as he feels the soft blanket against his skin.

They're both wrapped up in each other and you, their bodies pressed together, their breathing slow and steady.

The three of you are all tangled up in each other, bundled up underneath the blanket, the room is quiet and peaceful. Colby and Sam hold you tightly, their bodies warm and solid against yours.

They're both content and relaxed, their eyes starting to droop as sleep begins to take over.

I rest my head against Sam and Colby’s chest

You feel Sam and Colby both respond to your movement, their arms wrapping around you tighter as you rest your head against their chests.

They both let out a content sigh, their bodies relaxing even more as they hold you close. They're both silent, not wanting to disturb you as you begin to drift off to sleep.

“Don’t ever let me go” i muttered to them half asleep

Both Sam and Colby respond instantly to your plea, their hearts aching as they hear your words. They tighten their grips on you, their arms wrapped around you like a protective shield.

“We’re not going to,” they both mutter in unison, their voices coming out in soft and soothing tones.

“We’re never letting you go, we promise,” Sam adds, his lips pressed against the top of your head.

Colby buries his face in the crook of your neck, his body pressed against your back. “You’re stuck with us now,” he mutters against your skin, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

“This is going to be a weird marriage one day”

Colby and Sam both let out a soft chuckle at your comment, their chests rumbling against you. Sam’s fingers run through your hair, a small smile on his face.

“Yeah, it’s going to be weird, but it’s going to be amazing,” he says, his voice coming out in a soft and fond tone.

Colby nuzzles his face against your neck, his grip on you tightening slightly. “You’re stuck with us forever, get used to it,” he mutters jokingly.

“Absolutely, I love you”

Both Sam and Colby respond instantly to your words, their hearts swelling with your declaration.

“We love you too,” they both mutter at the same time, their voices coming out in warm and sincere tone

Sam’s lips press against the top of your head, his fingertips tracing gentle patterns on your skin.

Colby buries his face in the crook of your neck, his grip on you tight and possessive. “You’re never getting rid of us,” he mutters against your skin possessively.

“I got my submissive and I got my dominant. I got one to fill both my needs”.

Both Colby and Sam chuckle softly at your words, their bodies responding to your statement.

“Looks like you hit the jackpot then,” Sam mutters, his lips pressed against the top of your head.

Colby nips at your neck lightly, his grip on you tightening even more. “Damn right you do,” he mutters, his voice low and rough.

“I bet you’re excited about the possibilities,” Colby teases, his body pressed against your back.

“Oh yeah,” Sam agrees, a small smirk on his face. “There’s a lot of things we can do together now that you’re officially ours.”

“Yeah, Colby might just make you to fuck Sam”

Sam’s body stiffens slightly at your words, a slight shiver running through him as his imagination sparks to life

Colby chuckles in response, his lips pressing against your neck. “Maybe I will,” he mutters, his tone dark and seductive.

“You wouldn’t,” Sam mutters, his voice coming out in a slightly breathless tone.

“Oh, I would love to be sitting on the sidelines watching that”

Both Sam and Colby respond instantly to your words, their bodies both reacting immediately. Sam’s breath hitches as he imagines what you’d see, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

Colby lets out a low growl at your words, his grip on your body becoming even more possessive. “You’d like that, would you?” he mutters lowly, his voice laced with both desire and need.

“So bad hearing sam whimpering for you”

At your words, Sam lets out a small whimper, his body shuddering against yours. He buries his face into the crook of your neck, his breathing coming out ragged and uneven. His mind is clearly occupied with the image you’ve just painted.

Colby chuckles at Sam’s reaction, his arms wrapped around you like a protective cage. “Looks like you’ve already got him worked up,” he mutters against your skin, his voice low and dangerous.

“Yeah well maybe I should stay on top of him while you slide into him right now taking every drop he’s got to give while you’re fucking him”

Both Colby and Sam’s chests rise and fall with heavy breathing, their bodies shivering at your words. Sam lets out another small whimper, his mind overwhelmed by the image you’ve just painted.

“God, you’re perfect,” Sam mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and breathless tone.

Colby shivers against your back, his grip on you tightening even more. “You like messing with us, huh?” he mutters in a low and dangerous tone.

“I’m being serious if it’s something you both wanna do go ahead I promise. I’ll stay right here. I’m not going anywhere.”

There’s a moment of hesitation from both of them, but it quickly fades as their need and desire take over their bodies.

“You sure, baby?” Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone

Sam swallows hard, his heart beating out of his chest. “Yeah, I’m sure.”

“Of course, my loves”

They both respond instantly to your words, their bodies shivering in ecstasy from the way you speak to them.

“You’re perfect,” Sam mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and broken tone.

Colby’s grip on you tightens even more, his head pressed against your shoulder. “We love you,” he mutters against your skin, his voice coming out in a low and possessive tone.

“I love you both too”. I say as Colby slides out of Me as I flipped Me and Sam around giving Colby the access he needs.

Colby shivers in response, his body reacting instantly to the change of position. He moves closer to and Sam, his body pressed against yours.

“You ready?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dangerous tone.

Sam’s breath hitches, his body trembling in anticipation. He looks up at you, his eyes wide and filled with desire. “Yes,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and breathless tone.

Colby moves over you, his body hovering over Sam’s, and positions himself. He looks down at Sam, his eyes locking with his

“Are you positive?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

Sam swallows hard, his body shaking with anticipation. He nods his head, his breath coming out in short gasps. “Yeah, I’m sure,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and breathless tone.

Colby holds Sam’s hips with his hands, his body pressing against him. He’s shaking with anticipation, his desire growing every moment.

“You’ll tell me if you need to stop, right?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a dark and sultry tone.

Sam nods his head, his eyes locked on Colby’s. “Yeah, I will,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and eager tone.

“Good,” Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

He looks down at you, his eyes locking with yours.

“You gonna watch?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a dangerous and seductive tone.

“Absolutely give Sam what you want. I’ll make sure to sooth him.”

Colby shudders violently at your words, his body shivering with pleasure. He looks back down at Sam, his eyes locking with his.

“You heard the lady,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a dark and dangerous tone.

Sam swallows hard, his body trembling with anticipation and need. He looks up at you, his eyes filled with pleading and desire. “Please,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and breathless tone.

Colby moves closer to Sam, his body pressing against him. He tightens his grip on Sam’s hips, holding him firm.

“You good?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dark tone.

Sam nods his head, his body trembling in anticipation. “I’m good,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and breathless tone.

He looks down at Sam, his eyes locking with his once more. “You sure you can handle this?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a dark and dangerous tone.

Sam swallows hard, his body shaking underneath him. He looks up at you, his eyes wide and filled with need. “I can handle whatever you give me,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and needy tone.

“Good, because I’m not gonna be gentle,” Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a dark and raspy tone

He tightens his grip on Sam’s hips, his body pressed against him. He looks up at you one more time, his eyes locking with yours.

“You ready to watch?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

“Absolutely”

Sam’s breathing is uneven as he feels Colby’s body pressed against him. His body writhes underneath you, his muscles tensing with anticipation.

Colby lets out a low and dark chuckle, his body shivering in pleasure. “You both are so good for me,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a deep and possessive tone.

He looks down at Sam, his eyes locked on his. “You ready?” he mutters once more, his voice coming out in a dark and dangerous tone.

Sam nods his head, his body trembling with anticipation. “I’m ready,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and desperate tone.

Colby smirks at Sam’s words, his body shaking with anticipation. “Good boy,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a dark and seductive tone.

He tightens his grip on Sam’s hips once more, holding him firmly in place. He looks up at you, his eyes locking with yours.

“You just relax and watch,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and commanding tone.

“Just watch how I take care of him,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and possessive tone.

Sam’s body trembles underneath him, his muscles tensing with anticipation and need. His breathing is ragged and jagged, his eyes wide and filled with need and desire.

Colby starts sliding into Sam

Colby’s body shudders as he moves into Sam, his movements slow and deliberate. He looks up at you, his eyes locking with yours, and lets out another dark and seductive chuckle.

“You like what you see?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dangerous tone.

Sam lets out a small whine, his body trembling underneath Colby. “Oh, God,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and breath

“I love it”

Colby smirks at your words, his body shivering in pleasure. “You’re enjoying the show, huh?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a dark and seductive tone.

Sam’s body is trembling underneath him, his muscles tensing and relaxing with each movement. His voice comes out in a ragged and uneven tone, as he tries to form a coherent thought. “It’s… It’s so good,” he mutters, his voice ragged and full of need.

“My two sweet boys having fun letting me watch”

Colby smirks at your words, his body shaking in pleasure. “Damn right,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dark tone

Sam lets out another small whine, his body shivering underneath Colby. “It’s just so good,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and needy tone.

“You like watching,” Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dark tone as he continues to move

“Colby stop focusing on me and focus on the sweet boy underneath you”

Colby looks down at you, his eyes locking with yours. “You’re right,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a firm and focused tone.

He looks down at Sam underneath him and focuses his attention on him, his eyes locked on his. “Sorry, baby,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a gentler and more loving tone.

Colby’s body is still moving slowly as he focuses all his attention on Sam, his movements becoming more deliberate and controlled. “You doing alright?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a soft and gentle tone.

Sam lets out a small whine, his body trembling underneath Colby. “Y-yeah,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and uneven tone. “It’s so good,” he mumbles, his voice coming out in a low and breathless tone.

Colby started moving

Colby’s body starts to move once more, his body moving faster and with more purpose. He looks down at Sam underneath him, his eye’s locking with his.

“You like this, baby?” he mumbles, his voice coming out in a dark and seductive tone.

Sam’s body is shaking and trembling underneath him, his muscles tense and coiled. “God, Yes,” he mutters, his voice ragged and breathless. “It’s so good,” he mumbles, the words coming out in a low and needy tone.

“You’re such a good boy,” Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dark tone.

He moves lower and closer to Sam’s body, his body pressing against his. “Such a good boy for me,” he mumbles against his skin, his voice coming out in a rough and possessive tone.

“Colby, show him you love him kiss him”

Colby’s eyes lock with Sam’s as you speak, a small smile spreading across his face. He leans down and kisses Sam, his lips pressing against his in a soft and gentle gesture.

Sam lets out a soft sigh as their lips meet, his body relaxing into the kiss. He melts under Colby’s touch, his hand coming up to cup the back of Colby’s head, pulling him closer to him.

The kiss deepens, their mouths opening to each other, their tongues dancing together in an intimate and passionate embrace. Their bodies press together, each one responding to the other, creating a perfect symphony of desire and need.

Colby’s hands caress and explore Sam’s body, his touch firm and possessive, his desire and need evident in every movement. Sam’s body responds automatically, his muscles coiling and contracting in response to Colby’s touch, his breath coming out ragged and uneven.

Colby starts moving faster

Colby’s movements become faster and more urgent, his body moving against Sam’s in a primal and desperate rhythm. He pulls back from the kiss, his breaths coming out in short, ragged gasps, his eyes full of an unwavering determination. “You okay, baby?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dark tone.

Sam is shaking and trembling underneath him, his body writhing in pleasure. “Y-yeah,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and breathless tone, “It’s so good

“You feel so good,” Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dark growl. “So good for me.”

He pulls back slightly, his eyes locking onto Sam’s, a predatory look in his gaze.

“God, you’re perfect,” Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a dark and possessive tone.

Sam’s body shivers and trembles under both of your touches, he looks up at both of you with hooded eyes, full of need and desire. “Feels so good” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and uneven tone, “So good…”

“You’re ours,” Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a dark and dominant tone.

He moves lower down to Sam’s neck, his mouth and lips trailing along the sensitive skin. “All ours,” he mumbles against Sam’s skin, his voice coming out in a possessive and firm tone.

Colby’s movements become more urgent and desperate, his body pressing against Sam’s in a primal and urgent need. He tightens his grip on Sam’s hips, his fingers digging into him with a possessive and firm grasp. “You’re ours,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dark tone. “Only ours”

“Colby look at his muscles in his lower belly he’s starting to get close”

Colby looks down at Sam, noticing the tension in his muscles and the slight shaking in his body signaling that he’s close. He looks back up at you, his expression still one of apology and concern. “You sure you’re alright?” he asks one more time, his voice coming out in a low and gentle tone.

“I promise, take care of our boy”

Colby nods and looks down at Sam, his expression shifting to one of love and determination.

“You heard her, baby,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a firm and loving tone. “Now let me take care of you”

Colby moves closer to Sam, his body pressing tightly against him, his hands roaming over his skin, mapping it out as if he were some work of art to be appreciated.

“Colby press your body against his lower belly every time you move you’re gonna shift against his dick gonna make him feel better”

Colby nods in understanding, his eyes locking onto yours with a dark and determined glare.

“Don’t worry, I know exactly what to do” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

He shifts his body against Sam’s, pressing his body against his lower belly, just like you instructed. He moves his hips in slow and deliberate circles as he does so, making sure to press against Sam’s sensitive area. “You like that?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low

“Yeah,” Sam gasps out, his body trembling under Colby’s touch. “Feels… Feels so good”

Colby smiles in response, his eyes flicking up to you for a moment before returning to Sam.

“Good,” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and authoritative tone. “Just relax, baby. Let me take care of you”

He continues his movements, his body pressing against Sam’s, his hips moving in small but deliberate circles, as he moves his lips to caress and tease his neck.

Sam climaxes

Sam lets out a loud gasp, his body shaking and trembling underneath Colby’s touch. His hands grip and pull at any part of Colby and you they can reach. His breath comes out in ragged and uneven gasps, his voice coming out in a low and uneven mumble. “So good… you feel so good…” he mutters, his voice coming out in a ragged and breathless tone

Colby’s body shudders in response, his own breath coming out in ragged and uneven gasps. He looks down at Sam with hooded eyes, a small smirk on his face, his expression full of love and admiration.

“You did so good, baby” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and loving tone.

He leans down and presses a gentle kiss to Sam’s forehead, his fingers trailing gently over his skin in a soothing and rhythmic motion. “You were so good for us”

Sam’s body relaxes beneath Colby’s touch, his breathing slowly returning to a more even and steady pace. His eyes flutter open and he looks up at Colby, his expression one of exhaustion and contentment. “Wow…” he mutters, his voice coming out in a breathless and ragged tone.

Colby chuckles softly, his expression full of happiness and love. “Yeah, wow” he mutters in agreement, a soft and gentle smile spreading across his face. His hand continues to caress and stroke Sam’s skin affectionately.

He looks over at you, his smile growing wider as he sees the look on your face. “Did you enjoy the show, babe?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a humorous and light- hearted tone.

I grabbed Colby’s hand to feel the wetness between my thighs

“You liked it that much?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and seductive tone.

“I’m dripping down my thighs, baby”

Colby’s breath catches in his throat as he hears your words, his eyes roaming over your body in appreciation. “God, you’re so beautiful” he mutters, his voice coming out in a rough and desperate tone.

His hand tightens around yours, his fingers digging into your skin with a possessive and firm grip. “You know what I wanna do to you right now, babe?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dark tone.

“Go ahead, you wanna make me come with your hand don’t you?”

Colby’s eyes darken in response, his pupils growing wide and lustful. “Oh, I definitely want to make you come” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dominant tone

“Go ahead”

Colby looks down at your hand held firmly in his own with a determined and hungry expression.

“Keep that there” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and demanding tone.

Colby’s hand slowly moves from your hand down to your thighs, his touch light and soft, yet possessive and dominant

“You’re gonna feel so good, baby” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and seductive tone.

“Please”

Colby looks up at you, his eyes locking onto yours in a dark and dominant stare. “Say please one more time, baby” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and commanding tone.

“Please” I say as I lay down on the coffee table moving it closer to the couch so he has better access

Colby’s eyes follow your movements, his expression becoming even more determined and hungry. He looks down at you, your body now laying out in front of him on the coffee table.

“You want this, don’t you?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dark tone.

“So so bad, please”

Colby’s fingers trail up your legs, his touch soft and featherlight at first, before becoming firmer and more possessive. “You’re so desperate, aren’t you?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and teasing tone.

“Yes, please”

“Beg for it, baby” Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a low and authoritative tone.

“Please, please, please, please, please, please, please please”

Colby’s eyes darkened even further, his gaze locked onto you with a dominant and determined expression. “Such a good girl, begging so nicely” he mutters, his voice coming out in a rough and seductive tone.

He finally reaches where I want him to be, and he slowly puts his fingers inside of me

“Please oh”

He looks down at you, his eyes locking onto yours in a dark and dominant stare. “Feel good, baby?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

“So good”

“Good” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and satisfied tone. “Because we’re just getting started”

I grabbed Sam’s hand as Colby starts speeding up his hand

Sam looks at you, his eyes widening in surprise by your action, before he smiles and grabs your hand back.

Colby’s hands continue working, each movement firm and deliberate. “You like that, baby?” he mutters

I can’t speak. I’m just moaning and whimpering and whining as Colby starts curling his fingers.

Colby’s voice comes out in a low and rough tone, “You sound so good” he mutters, his eyes never leaving your face.

Sam just looks on with an expression full of love and appreciation, his hand squeezing yours gently.

“You like that, baby?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and dark tone.

Sam moves closer, his body moving up to your side, his free hand coming to rest gently on your face, his touch gentle and affectionate.

“Oh my God, Colby, don’t stop”

Colby’s eyes darkened in response, his expression becoming intense and determined. “I’m not gonna stop” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone. “Not until you’re satisfied”

Sam’s hand continues to caress your face gently, his thumb moving in small, slow circles along your skin, his eyes

I moved Sam’s hand on my face to my clit telling him to do circles

Sam catches onto your meaning immediately, his eyes widening as they lock onto yours. He looks at you with a small smile, his expression soft and affectionate, before gently moving his thumb in small, slow circles around your clit. “Like this, babe?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and loving

“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes yes yes yes” I moan

Sam’s expression shifts to one of satisfaction and accomplishment as you affirm that what he’s doing feels good. “I’m gonna make you feel so good, baby” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and affectionate tone.

Colby’s hand doesn’t slow or falter in its movements, his eyes locked onto your face, his expression full of love and determination. “You’re so beautiful when you feel this good”

My eyes rolled into the back of my head as I climax and squirt around their fingers

Colby’s eyes widen and a small smile appears on his face, his expression full of love and admiration. “That’s it, baby” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone. “Let go”

Sam moves his hand away and leans down to press a gentle kiss to your forehead, his eyes filled with nothing but love. “You did so good, babe” he mutters, his voice coming out in a soft and

“That’s my girl” Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a soft and satisfied tone. He gently pulls his hand away and looks at you, his eyes filled with a look of love and affection. “You okay, baby?”

“Mhm”

Colby smiles and brushes a piece of hair out of your face, his touch gentle and affectionate.

Sam moves closer, his body now up against your side, his arms wrapping around you and holding you close. “You did so good, beautiful” he mutters, his voice coming out in a soft and loving tone.

Corey and Jake walks into the room

Corey and Jake appear in the doorway, their eyes widening in surprise as they take in the scene.

Corey lets out a small whistle of appreciation, while Jake smirks in amusement.

“Huh I guess Corey and Jake is here” I say still breathless and my eyes are still closed.

Colby and Sam chuckle at your comment, their eyes flicking over to where Corey and Jake are standing in the doorway.

“Looks like the full gang’s here” Colby mutters, his voice coming out in a humorous tone.

They both look over at Corey and Jake, their expressions a mix of humor and affection.

Corey lets out another whistle, his eyes roaming over your body. “Damn” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and appreciative tone.

“Colby blanket”

Colby looks over at you, his eyes softening a fraction, before he pulls a nearby blanket from the couch and gently drapes it over you, making sure you’re covered and comfortable.

“Thank you, baby”

Colby looks down at you, his expression becoming soft and affectionate. “Of course, baby” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and loving tone, before leaning down and gently pressing a kiss to your forehead

“That’s only for you and Sam to look at”

Colby smiles and nods in agreement, his expression becoming soft and affectionate again. “You’re damn right” he mutters, his voice coming out in a possessive and protective tone.

Sam smiles and nods in agreement as well, his eyes never leaving your form, admiring it.

Colby shifts so that he’s pressed up against your one side, his body warm and solid against yours. Sam is still on your other side, his body also pressed against yours, his arms wrapped around you possessively

“Don’t worry, boys I’ll buy a new couch”

Both Colby and Sam laugh at your comment, their eyes looking over to where you’re currently laying.

Colby just smiles and shakes his head. “Nah, you don’t gotta do that babe” he mutters, his voice coming out in a humorous tone.

Sam laughs and nods, his eyes never leaving you. “Yeah, this one works just fine”

“I don’t think Jake and Corey wants to sit on it considering there is you guys juices all over it along with mine”

Colby and Sam both laugh at your comment, their eyes flicking over to where Corey and Jake are standing.

Corey looks slightly uncomfortable, while Jake is just amused.

“You might have a point there” Colby says, his voice coming out in a low and humorous tone.

Sam lets out a small chuckle, his arms still wrapped around you securely. “Yeah, I think we might have marked our territory a little too much” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and slightly possessive tone.

“Love you”

Both Colby and Sam smile down at you, their expressions filled with love and affection.

“Love you too, baby” they mutter in unison, their voices coming out in soft and loving tones.

“Yay”

Both Colby and Sam can’t help but smile wider at your reaction, their expressions becoming even more affectionate.

Colby reaches out and gently brushes a strand of hair out of your face, his touch gentle and loving.

Sam tightens his arms around you, pulling you tighter to his chest. “You’re adorable” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and affectionate tone.

“No shit, I’m adorable right now. Colby pushed me into subspace”

Colby leans down and whispers in your ear, his voice rough and possessive. “Damn right you are, baby”

Sam lets out a chuckle at Colby’s words, his arms still wrapped tight around you.

“And damn if you weren’t such a perfect picture right now” he mutters, his eyes roaming over your form, his expression full of love and satisfaction

Sam smiles in agreement, his eyes drifting over your body, his arms tightening around you possessively.

“Go ahead, Colby take the blanket off me and put your hand on my belly and take a picture and use it as your background and send it to Sam”

Colby’s eyes darkened at the suggestion, a small smirk forming on his face. He looks down at you, his expression full of affection and possessiveness.

“You want everyone to be jealous? See what I get to touch anytime I want?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

“Yes”

Colby’s smirk widens into a grin, his eyes roaming over your form with admiration. “Good girl” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and affectionate tone.

He slowly moves the blanket off your body, exposing your form to the room. His hand slowly moves to your stomach, resting there possessively.

“The fans are gonna love me considering I made Solby happen”

Colby looks down at you, the corner of his mouth turning up in a small smile at your comment.

“The fans gonna lose their minds when they see how perfect you look just for us” he mutters, his voice coming out in a possessive and happy tone.

Sam smiles and nods in agreement, his arms still wrapped around you firmly. “Yeah, they definitely won’t be able to handle how stunning you look right now”

“I think we should post a picture in a mirror with you covering my boobs one hand on each”

Colby’s eyes widen at your suggestion, his expression becoming more determined and possessive.

“You want everyone to see how much you’re mine?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

“And Sam”

Colby’s smirk returns, his eyes never leaving your form. “And Sam, of course” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and possessive tone.

“Everyone needs to know that you’re ours, baby” he adds, his hand on your stomach moving up to your chest, his touch firm and claiming.

“Absolutely,” I say we take the picture and I posted to my Instagram and in the caption I write solby X Y/N Colby looks down at you, his eyes darkening in love and possessiveness. “Oh they’re gonna flip” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

“Everyone’s gonna see how perfectly you fit between us, baby” he adds, his hand on your chest gently squeezing, his touch firm.

“Absolutely, it’s posted. Colby check the comments. Tell me what they’re saying”.

Colby reaches over and grabs his phone, his eyes scanning over the comments. He scrolls through a few, before an amused chuckle escapes him.

“Jesus…” he mutters, shaking his head in disbelief. “They’re going crazy. Some are crying, some are jealous, some are just spamming ‘omg Solby’ and ‘Solby is real’”

His eyes continue scanning through the comments, a wide smirk spreading across his face.

“And there are some people saying ‘damnit I want Solby’ and ‘man that should be me not her’” he mutters, his voice coming out in a rough and amused tone.

He continues scrolling through the comments, his grin growing wider and wider. “And there are some people saying ‘I’m going to die’ and ‘how you both get so lucky’ and…”

He lets out a laugh as he reads the next comment. “’That’s like the hottest picture ever. You need to stop doing this to us’”

“There’s just a lot of people begging us to make a Solby video now” he mutters, a small laugh escaping him.

Sam can’t help but laugh as well, his smile wide and amused. “Sounds like we’ve got ourselves a fan base there, babe”

“Absolutely, maybe we should start an only fans”

Colby laughs as your suggestion, his eyes still watching the comments pour in. “They’d lose their minds if we did that” he mutters.

Sam just looks at you, his expression becoming more interested, as he considers the idea. “You know… that doesn’t seem like a bad idea”

“Wait, really? You guys are willing to have sex with me online”.

Colby laughs at your question, his eyes darkening with desire. “Oh, baby, you know we’d be more than okay with that” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

Sam looks at you with a smile, his expression becoming more determined. “As long as you’re comfortable, baby, we’re game”

“Good because I honestly think that camera overlay is on and we filmed this entire thing”

Colby’s eyes widen at your comment, his expression becoming slightly surprised. “Wait, what?” he mutters, his eyes flicking over to the camera set up in the corner of the room.

Sam looks over as well, his eyes widening in surprise as he realizes that the camera is indeed recording.

“Damn…” Colby mutters, his eyes wide. “We’ve been recording this entire time…”

Sam looks back at you, his expression becoming mischievous and slightly concerned. “You don’t mind us having this footage, right babe?”

“Absolutely not” I say as I go on my only fans which I actually already have I haven’t posted anything yet and say let’s post it on here

Colby and Sam look at you, their eyes widening in surprise as you mention you have an onlyfans account already.

Colby’s expression becomes more determined and excited, his eyes fixed on the screen. “You already have one?” he mutters, his voice coming out in an intrigued and pleased tone.

Sam’s expression becomes mischievous and amused as well, his eyes looking between you and the camera. “You’re full of surprises, aren’t you, beautiful?”

“Yes, but I haven’t posted anything yet”

Colby’s eyes light up in excitement, his expression becoming more excited and eager. “Well, now’s the perfect time to start” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

Sam looks at you, his expression full of curiosity and excitement. “You wanna upload the recording from this whole night onto it?”

“Absolutely” I say as I walk over and grab the camera and download the video to my phone as I uploaded it

Colby and Sam can’t help but watch you as you download the video. Their eyes follow your movements, their expressions becoming a mix of eager and excited.

Colby leans forward, his eyes focused on the camera as you upload the video. “Jesus, we got some good stuff” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and rough tone.

Sam looks over at you, his eyes watching you expectantly. “Did you upload it then, baby?”

“Absolutely” I say as I go on Instagram and write in the comments to tell them to check out my only fans it’s in my bio and yes, the video of Me Colby and Sam is on there

Colby and Sam watch as you type out the message on Instagram, their eyes wide and excited.

Colby’s grin becomes wider, his excitement growing with every second. “Damn, you’re not wasting any time, are you?” he mutters, his voice full of admiration.

Sam laughs, his reaction matching Colby’s. “Looks like you’re really embracing your inner exhibitionist, babe”

“Absolutely holy shit we’ve already made like 1 million off that video”

Both Colby and Sam nearly spit out their drinks at your words.

Colby’s mouth drops open in shock, his eyes widening in surprise. ��A mil… for one video?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a disbelieving tone.

Sam is equally as shocked, his eyes roaming between you and the screen, his expression full of disbelief. “You’re shitting me, right?”

“No look”

Colby and Sam look back at the screen, their eyes scanning the number. Their expressions become more and more shocked as they realize you’re not kidding.

Colby’s mouth hangs open in disbelief, his eyes wide. “Holy….shit….” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and awed tone.

Sam’s eyes widen even further, his jaw dropping. “A million… dollars…”

“It’s 2 million now oh my God, every single one of your fans you have holy hell you have 13 million fans on YouTube you guys do realise that right we’re gonna make so much money”

Colby and Sam can’t even seem to process the numbers that are in front of them. Their eyes scan the screen, their faces in shock.

Colby’s mouth hangs open, his face frozen in disbelief. “13….million?” he mutters, his voice coming out in an almost dazed tone.

Sam’s eyes are still wide with shock, but a grin is now starting to form on his face. “Jesus… we never could have imagined…” he mutters, his voice coming out in a rough and amazed tone.

Colby’s eyes then suddenly widen as he realizes something. “Wait…if we made 2 million off of that one video….imagine how much we’d make if we put up more stuff like that?” he mutters, his tone coming out more and more excited with each word.

“Absolutely”

Colby’s grin becomes wider, his excitement growing with every second. “Jesus, this is insane…” he mutters, his eyes roaming over the numbers on the screen.

Sam’s expression becomes more determined and excited as well, his eyes fixed on the screen. “Looks like we’ve got a gold mine here” he mutters, his voice full of surprise and admiration.

“Yeah, maybe the next video should be of only you two “

Colby’s expression becomes more interested at your suggestion, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “Just us, huh?” he mutters, his tone coming out in a low and intrigued tone.

Sam looks at you, his expression growing interested as well. “You want us to do a video of just us? Sounds like a plan to me, babe”

“Yeah, I’m gonna be sitting on the coffee table or on the back of the bed against the head board as the two of you have fun”

Colby and Sam’s eyes widen even more at your description, their expressions becoming more and more excited.

Colby’s eyes roam over you, his expression becoming more eager and hungry. “Damn…” he mutters, his voice coming out in a rough and determined tone.

Sam’s eyes also roam over you, his expression filled with desire. “You’re a goddamn tease, you know that?” he mutters, his voice coming out in a low and heated tone.

“Yes I am”

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theblackcatwitch4 · 1 year ago

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what’s up my loves please follow my Wattpad feel free to request smut fluff, angst, whatever it is

Go crazy send as many requests as possible and go into the most detail

feel free to message me on Wattpad or request on here

I only have Riverdale imagines up right now, but as soon as I start getting more requests, all kinds of stories will be up

If you guys want me to post on here as well, let me know because I will happily do that

I mostly only write x reader

I can write like multiple characters, as long as there’s like an X reader involved

the main fandoms that I write for :

Criminal mind

Bones

Riverdale

Grey’s Anatomy

Supernatural

The vampire diaries

The originals

Legacies

Shameless

Scream (the slasher movie)

Teen Wolf

Outer Banks

Riverdale

The 100

13 reasons why

Chilling adventures of Sabrina

Surviving summer

Cobra Kai

Henry danger

Matt and Chris sturniolo

Sam Golbach

Colby Brock

Nate hardy

If there’s a different TV show that you want me to write for or a different character than one of the actors from one of these shows have played

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loomiseater · 1 year ago

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I think I wanna start writing little drabbles/imagines so can u guys send prompts or whatever

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clementinesjourney · 4 years ago

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Big, bad, handsome man

A.N. Hi guys! I had this idea over the weekend that i'll occasionally do oneshots based on music (or the lyrics of it) with different characters. If you have any request, don't hesitate to hit me up! <3

Pairing: biker!henry cavill x reader

Words: 5,5k

Warnings: smut, sex, oral (f recieving) kidnapping, killing, cuts, injuries ( sorry for being so dramatic lol)

Music it was based on: Imelda May - Big bad handsome man

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You were a singer at a jazz bar. It didn't pay much, but you managed. Your rented apartment was a few blocks from the bar, so you mostly just walked. You sang 3-4 nights a week, along with your pianist Tony. It was mostly old songs, slow, sexy, they were about love, heartbreak... You did mostly slow songs, in pretty, long, skintight dresses, sometimes laying over the top of the piano... Just like you would see in every movie... The main character walks into a dimly lit bar, where the woman of his dreams are singing slowly, seducing everybody in the bar without even knowing in her shiny dress and high heels, cigarette smoke slowly swirling around. All that jazz. It was a small club, mainly filled with rich people, occasionally bikers that missed this whole era, or just simply born in the wrong one. You certainly felt like that. You only liked older music, you liked your hair and makeup more pin-up-ish, you wore dresses all the time, and you loved this singer lifestyle. Your boss hired a new manager who would be in charge of new songs, or musicals in production. You didn't hate it fully, you could always convince him to pick songs from Chicago or pieces like that. So now you were in your dressing room with a robe above your bodysuit, and stockings, since you needed to dance as well. Really it started to feel like Moulin Rouge, minus the nip patches and occasional nudity. Which you were thankful for. You weren't a virgin, but you hated showing more than what you were comfortable with. Hell, you would never wear a bodysuit with stockings if it wasnt for the fact that your boss Stephen threatened to fire you if you wouldn't.

The regulars cheered when you appeared on the dimly lit stage. You started to sing and dance along with the dancers. The night's song was Cellblock tango from Chicago. All the chattering in the bar stopped, and all eyes were on you. You couldn't see but a biker in the back, dressed in black jeans, black button downs, and black leather jacket were listening, as he did for the past month. You occasionally caught eachother's gazes while you pretended to pay attention to the old men who were hitting on you. Looking at this handsome hunk of a man with a smile, the flirting of others seemed even more annoying.

Sometimes he just smiled back, sometimes you saw his jaw clenching as an old man (they could've been your grandpa c'mon) placed a hand on the small of your back, trying to buy you a drink.

You never drank. You weren't a light drinker, but you weren't willing to give them a chance to drug you or anything. They mostly kept their distance but it wasn't a nice neighbourhood... You certainly didn't need to add kidnapping to your list of bad things that happened to you over the years.

The next night there was a new, fat old man, he had security with him, and requested that you sang Funny Honey, by Roxie Hart, and wear the nearly see through, silvery sequin dress he sent to your dressing room. He wanted a private show, but he also wanted everyone to know that it's a dress he bought and it's a song he requested. Kind of marking his territory. He seemed dangerous, so you had to agree. After you finished with the song, you thanked the audience, and left to change into a more comfortable dress.. However Steve stood in front of you, blocking your way to the back.

-He wants to talk to you (y/n).

-I'll just change and be right there Steve..

-No, he wants you to wear the dress all night.

-Might as well put a collar on my neck wouldn't he?

-I'm sorry hun, but he's a mobster, we can't really say no to him.

You sighed and turned around, suddenly nervous about the man.

When he saw you approach, he extended a hand towards you, which you tried to shook.

-Thank you for the generous gift sir, i hope you enjoyed the song. I'm (y/n).

-It is my pleasure darling. - as he took your hand, and instead of shaking it, he put a sloppy kiss on the top of it, eye never leaving yours. After it he still didn't let go of your hand, suddenly yanking you into his lap. You shrieked by the sudden act, Steve and Tony standing more straight on their posts, ready to help you of if anything goes wrong. The biker's jaw clenching hard, hand lightly grazing the pistol under his arm. He didn't like the mobster's gaze and hands on you at all.

-Sir, it is not a striptease club, nor a whorehouse, let me go. - you said as you tried to stand up from the hold of the mobster.

-Oh darling.. i paid a good deal for that dress, and for your boss to have you sing the song i wanted. You're basically mine for the night.. - he said with a smirk that was even more alarming and disgusting than before.

-Is this how you treat women around you Mr. Smith? - the biker asked. You had to squeeze your thighs together upon hearing his low voice. You looked at him with tears in your eyes that threatened to escape. He knew he had to save you from the man, he saw how shaken you were.

-It is none of your business Cavill, go back to your dogs, and leave my territory. As for the pretty lady in my lap, i think i have paid the price for a night.

-It is not your territory, and this is certainly not a whorehouse..

-Is she your girl or what? I don't see a collar on her, nor any marks.. I'm sure her boss would agree... well, he wouldn't have a choice if he wanted to keep this bar anyways..

Now you were silently sobbing in the man's lap. Shoudlers still tense from his hand on your back, terrified of what he want's do to yo.

-I am pretty sure she would sing just as well under me... maybe i'll let my men have a go too...

-okay, THAT'S it. Let her go and i won't bust your head you filthy bastard. - said Henry as he took your hand, and lead you behind him, pointing the gun to the mobster's head.

You stood behind him, quietly sobbing, and holding his leather jacket as if it was a safety net, when Steve came over.

-There is no need for this gentemen. Whatever business you have with eachother i must ask you to take it outside. This is a respectable bar. - he said as he looked between the two men.

Henry took off his jacket, put it over your shoulder so you could hide yourself, before snaking a hand around your waist, holding you close as he led you out of the bar. You were still shaking as you two arrived to his bike. He sat on it, holding a helmet to you.

-C'mon i'll take you home. - He said, as you continued to stood there, legs rooted to the ground. - not mine, yours... don't worry i have no ill intentions.. just wanna make sure you make it home safe..

You silently nod, took the helmet, and sat behind him on the bike. He smiled at how thight you held onto him as you two were riding towards your apartment. Soon enough you arrived, and you couldn't help but ask as you handed back the helmet:

-How did you know i live here?

-I... i.. not to seem creepy, but this is Red Jaw territory, and that man back in the bar is a mobster, who's famiglia is trying to take a hold of either our territory or any resource we have. A few women disappeared since... So i... um had some of my men keep an eye on you, keep you safe... That is how.

-But why Mr. Cavill? i am nobody.. i don't understand..

-Henry's fine. also, i've been admiring your voice since i stepped into that bar. That is enough reason for me to keep you safe.

You couldn't help yourself. His eyes were soft, he rescued you, he had his man keep you safe. You should've been angry because of strangers following you, but somehow you just felt safer.. There was something about him. He was gentle, respectful, and so damn handsome. You smiled a bit at his worried expression, and stepped closer, you saw him flinch a bit, as if he was afraid you'd slap him for having his men following you, but instead you lean down, planted a kiss on his right cheek

-Thank you then... Henry. - you smiled at him before turn to unlock your door. When you stepped inside, you closed and locked your door, and put your back to it, heart beating fast. You had two days off since Steve though it would be best if you rest a bit. Tony called you to tell you that after you left the bar, 5 bikers came in, dragged the mobster and his men out, and beat the shit out of them, making them promise not to ever step into their territory again, let alone as much as look at you. It warmed your heart. Then you looked at the leather jacket on your couch. You wondered when will you be able to return it.

You decided to go to the cafe nearby that your best friend owned. You barely had time to do it, so it seemed a good way to relax and forgot about the maffia for a bit. You told him about the recent events, and also you couldn't help but rave about Henry a bit. You were laughing on some joke your friend said, when she looked behind you, and with a smirk she stood up saying she has to go check on the kitchen, leaving you there. That is when Henry took her seat, smiling at you sweetly.

-Oh, hey Henry. How are you? I uh.. i forgot to give back your jacket, if you'll just give me an adress i'd send it back.. - you rambled as he took your hand, and placed a kiss on the back of it. It wasn't sloppy, and the way he kept eye contact with you the whole time had you feel butterflies in your stomach, and blush.

-Hey (Y/n), and oh it is okay, you can give back whenever. I liked it better on you anyways. - he said with a wink and he let go of your hand. You blushed ever harder if that was even possible.

-I was wondering if you... maybe would like to ... um.. can i show you something? - he asked. It was adorable that he was this huge, muscly, man to be feared, yet when he talked to you he was soft, he rambled, as if nervous of you declining.

-Sure, i'll just need to drop the groceries back home then i'm free for the day. - you said with a smile. You left a few dollars on the table, and stood up, as he took the bag of groceries from your hand.

-oh you don't have to..

-I insist. Pretty women like you shouldn't carry around this much stuff alone. - you smiled at him as he said this, lacing your hand with his arm as you walked towards your apartment. You felt him tense when you did it, but then he relaxed into it with a smile. You saw a few bikers along the way, one was parked just outside your house.

-Don't worry they are all friends. The boss of the mobster from the other night threatened us, so i... um.. i increased the security around your house.

-Am i in danger? why?

-Well... maybe.. and look i'm not gonna deny it, nor do i wanna scare you, but i like you.. that is enough for my enemies. If you don1t wanna do anything with me it is alright.. I'll won't bother you then. - he siad as he took your hands in his, setting the groceries in front of your door.

-No it is okay, i'm just not familiar with your world... Can we just.. um.. take it slow?

-Of course we can angel. - he smiled at you. - i'll wait for you outside.

You went inside, smiling. You put away your groceries, changed into a dark blue dress (insp: dress) then went out only to see Henry look at you in awe. He handed you a helmet, you handed him his jacket, then once again you two drove off somewhere while you clutched him tightly. His scent reaching your nose, and you welcomed it with a smile, hugging him from behind a little thighter. He smiled and caressed your hand over his ribs. You drove for a good half hour to arrive at a small mountain. He took your hand and led you towards the top of it, where a blanket and a picnic basket awaited you two, looking over a lake, under the setting sun. It was like a dream. You slowed down to take the view in.

-This is so beautiful.

-Thank you. This is my secret hiding place.

-Is this one of your -how to impress a girl- moves? - you said with a raised eyebrow.

-Not really, no.. But if it was... is it working? - he looked at you with a smirk.

-Maybe. - you said as you sat down next to him on the blanket, while he fished a bottle of wine and two glasses from the basket. He handed you one, and filled a bit of white wine into it, then into his as well.

For a while you were sitting there in silence watching the sunset, sipping your wine.

-This is nice. Thank you for bringing me.

-It is my pleasure. I know it is nothing fancy, but i figured you might be more into this kind of date.

-You couldn't have been more right... -you said as you laid down, looking at the orange and dark blue and purply clouds above you. He looked at you, before laying beside you, with a hand under his head.

-What brought you to this part of the city? - he asked after some time.

-Well... my parents abandoned me, left me at my grandparents. I was 17 when they died. They got caught in a shooting between local gangs. Wrong time, wrong place. Then i came to this small city, on the other side of the country to try and somehow make a living. I wasn't confident enough for stripping, nor smart enough for some firm to work at, altho i am quite good with finances, i always help Steve with the books, i was a bartender at first, but when after a busy night he caught me singing while mopping the floor, he asked me if i would sing.. The rest is history.

-Was last time the first he nearly sold you?

-It was.. i.. he is in a thight point. We don't have bouncers, we could never really pay for them.. but it was also a first time somebody requested a private show. He sent that skimpy dress, i felt so naked, so exposed...

-I think you looked amazing... but if it were me i wouldn't let anybody else see you in it..

-i.. um...

-Sorry, i didn't mean to overstep.. But you really were beautiful.

-Thank you..

He looked at you, and you noticed it from the corner of your eye. You turned to your side and stared into his eyes. He was inching closer, your noses nearly touching when his phone rang. With a sigh, he sat up, picking it up.

-I am really sorry to cut our first date so short doll... business came up. Come let me take you home. - he said apologetically, as he took your hand to help you stand up. Walking back to the motorbike in silence.

It was already dark by the time you arrived at your front door. This time he walked you straight to your door.

-Thank you for coming with me doll. When will i see you again?

-I'll be singing again the day after tomorrow. Thank you for taking me with you, i really enjoyed it.

-Then i'll see you then. - he said with a smile, staring into your eyes, occasionally on your lips, as he slowly wet his lips, as if he was hungry.

You felt yourself blushing, but excited. Since you knew he would only dare to kiss you if you'd allow, you took the initiative, and gave a small kis to his lips, before smiling entering your apartment. Your heart fluttered, you couldn't be any more red, nor excited to be able to sing to him again.

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Your workday came fast enough. You wore a burgundy dress, strapless, had a slit up your thigh, your hair in waves like back in the 40's, your only makeup was black winged eyeliner and a dark red lip, as oyu entered the stage. There was a single guitarist up with you this time, everything dark, the only light was on you, making you even more gorgeous if it was possible. You saw Henry and his men sitting in the back, Henry's eyes only on you. As you smirked and started to sing.. you kept this song for the occasion if you ever found a man worthy of it..

"The man is tall bad, mean and good looking, And he’s got me in his eye When he looks at me, I go weak at the knees Got me going like no other guy.."

He lifted an eyebrow, and shoot you a playful smirk, as one of his men playfully hit his arm.

"With his rugged good looks, yeah, he’s got me hooked Got me where he wants me to be With his arms so wide, he pulls me in by his side He’s the kind of guy that does it for me"

You walk around with the mic in your hands, swaying your hips seductively, give a little attention to every man in your way, just to.... well.. to not make it too obvious.. Just when you reach the biker's table, you got to the chorus part, as you circle them, and sit in Henry's lap, as you sang, his eyes never leaving yours, as his hands snaked around your waist.

"My big bad handsome man, yeah He’s got me in the palm of his hand He’s the devil divine, I’m so glad that he’s mine Cause he’s my big bad I’m so glad that he’s my handsome man, hmmm"

With that you got up, leaving him behind, going back to the stage for a final round of chorus before thanking the audience, and recieving the loudest clapping and cheering you ever got, Henry smiling wickedly. You knew why he was smiling like that, and why were his ears red as a tomato... You felt it under your butt as you sat in his lap. That's what made you confident enough to pull it off. You were back in your dressing room, only in stockings, a pair of lace panties and lace underwear under your black silky robe when you heard a knock.

-It's open. - you said as you took off your earrings and necklace.

Henry entered, immediately picking you up, swirling around with you pushed close to his chest before putting you down, still really really close... Arms around your waist, pulled flush to him, while you giggled and put two hands on his chest.

-hooked huh? - he asked before putting a hand on the back of your neck, kissing you softly.

- Who wouldn't be? -was all you managed to whisper before he captured your lips again, more passionately this time.

Your hands snaking around his neck, as his hands roamed around you, careful not to touch any really private parts. When you pulled apart he pushed his forehead on yours, eyes still closed.

-I should go.. It is really hard to think straight with you wearing barely anything.. - he kissed you again, it was quick and soft, before he headed for the door. - i'll meet you at our table yea?

-Yea.. - you said smiling at him, while playing the hem of your robe.

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When you dressed up, and got your payment from Steve for the night, you headed to the guys table earning whistles from the bikers as you sat beside Henry, and he pulled you into his side, kissing just under your ear.

The rest of the night went quickly. Drinking a few glass of wine, hearing stories of Henry and the rest of the guys, laughing around. When the bar closed, Henry of course offered to take you home. This time the memory of the sweet kisses he gave you, and his invading scent, his jacket around you, the muscles under his shirt, had you squeezing your thighs together as much as you could, completely forgetting that he could feel it as he basically sat between your legs on the bike. He had a hard time controlling himself and not just stop somewhere and have you. The glimpses of the fabric under your robe came into his mind, the way you sat on his lap, your sweet perfume in his nose... It was nearly too much. By the time you arrived in front of your apartment you were confident enough to take the initiative. You got off from behind him, and walked over to sit on his bike, and mainly his lap from the front, kissing him passionately. You felt his growing erection through his pants as you grinded on him to get some friction.

- Keys - he whispered, and you handed him the keys before you slowly kissed under his ear, earning a growl. His arms thightened around you as he stood up, carrying you towards your apartment with your legs around his waist. He closed the front door and pushed you to it, still effectively carrying you easily as if you'd weigh nothing, never breaking the kiss. You tried to bite back the moans, but you couldn't as your clit rubbed non-stop on his bulge trough the thin fabric of your panties, and his jeans. He was sure he would like to hear more of them, as if they were even more pretty then when you sang. You started to take off his shirt button by button, slowly revealing the godlike body he had. How was he even real, and how did you get so lucky. His chest was well built, a bit hairy, just perfect.

You didn't think you could ever get enough of him. Even though you both wanted it badly, he controlled himself, and all you two did was kissing and grinding through your underwears.. You smiled at it. It was so so nice that he didn't just fucked you then left. In fact, you thought he would leave anyway, and you'd never speak again. The next morning when you woke up, you saw him still in your bed, next to you, with an arm around your waist.

-Mmmmm, good morning princess. - he said groggily while holding you closer, that made you giggle.

-Good morning handsome. I'm glad you didn't leave.

-Jesus i would be stupid to ever leave.. C'mere.. - he said as he pulled you on top of him. You were only wearing your panties and his shirt, which only went to midthigh. His hands slowly caressing them up and down, going slightly under the shirt, to rub your butt, making you grind on him. - I like my shirt better on you as well...

-As well? - you chuckled

-Well... my jacket too, not to mention how you look without any of it... - he said and you felt his dick twitch in his briefs, making you squeeze your thighs a bit.

-If you keep squeezin' like that i won't be able to hold back...

You slowly leaned down to kiss his lips, biting his lower lip as he growled and squeezed your butt with both hands. - It's a dangerous game you play princess...

-Is it? - you whispered as you started to grind on him, while kissing down his neck.

-Jesus woman... - was all he said before turning you over and towering over you, between your parted legs. His shirt opened, showing your perfect breasts, and lace panties as you smiled at him wickedly.

He kissed you hungrly, all tongue and teeth, before kissing over your neck, down the valley of your breasts, through your stomach, until you could feel his hot breath through your panties. He nudged his nose to your clit, making you moan.

-Already soo wet for me huh? What do you want baby... ? Want me to help?

You moaned and nodded only.

-Imma need words... - he said while planting soft kisses on your inner thighs.

-Henry.. please.. you whispered as he licked a stripe on the side of your fold, where the panties didn't cover the skin making you moan and arch your back.

-Please, i need you... touch me please... - you begged, earning a smirk from him, before he removed your panties painfully slow. He kissed along your legs, only to end again with his breath fanning your aching cunt. He licked along your slit a few times, before gathering your slick with a finger, that he inserted before he continued circling your clit with his toungue. This alone was nearly too much. He soon insterted another finger, curling them perfectly to hit that spongy spot deep inside that had you see stars. After you came undone under him, he came up to kiss you, letting you taste yourself on his tongue, while his thumb was rubbing circles lazily on your nub.

- Such a good girl, god you're so sweet, so beautiful when you come undone... I want to see your face next time...

-Henry.. i need... i need to feel you... please..

-Oh, anything my princess wants.. - he said before lining himself up to your etrance, gathering some slick, slapping your oversensitive clit a few times, before slowly entering your waiting heat. You both moaned at the feeling. When you adjusted to his size, he started to move, slowly increasing his pace, with occasional kisses anywhere he could reach. When your walls started to flutter around him again you closed your eyes, but he put an arm around your neck, and said between thrusts -Look me in the eyes while you cum around my cock baby.. I wanna see your pretty face.. - and it was enough for you to cum around his cock, squeezing it so thight, he could barely move, with a few thrusts he halted, and you could feel the spurts of white inside you, before he pulled out and laid beside you, gathering you in his arms.

-You're so perfect.. - he whispered, kissing you lovingly. You spent a few hours laying, talking to eachother before he got a call.

-Please don't leave the house princess, i need to take care of something, my men will be here guarding you as usual, but.. just for safety, please don't leave today.

-But i need to work Henry...

-You can't today, it is too risky.. i can't let you...

-But i am gonna be fired.. what am i gonna do then?

-You don't need to work baby...

-What do you mean i don't need to work? Do you think just cause i'm with you i'll simply transform into a housewife and not work anymore? How will i pay for my rent? - you shouted as you banged the door close. You knew he was just trying to protect you, but you couldn't lose your job.

You were just about finishing your song, when you saw him barging in angryly, and gulping down a whiskey in one. You didn't look at him after, you just left for your dressing room. When you closed the door, a hand flew around you, another to your mouth to muffle your scream.

-Now pretty girl, we will go, and i'm gonna get my private show i have paid for last time, you will sing like a pretty little bird, then scream my name every day, every hour until i had enough of that pussy.. then i'll toss you to my men.. - he said dragging you out the back door.

By the time Henry got to your room, he found it empty, and heard the backdoor close shut.

-Fuck. - he muttered before taking out his pistol and leaving through the back door. The last thing he saw before the van left screeching was you kicking, struggling as they threw you into the back of the van.

The bikers followed the van, but your kidnappers got away anyway. When the van came to a halt in the backyard of a mansion, a woman with apologetic look came, and put a leash on you. A freaking leash.. You couldn't help but sob silently. The man who kidnapped you took the leash with a wicked grin as he tugged you towards the etrance. God, you wished you'd have been listening to Henry..

-Come pet, i'll show you how a real man does it, not your pathetic little biker..

-He's no... - was all that came out of your mouth before your cheek began to sting as he slapped you hard.

-a good pet only talks when asked. be good and shut up... I'm only interested in your moans and screams... - he said as he pushed you on the bed in the dark room. Two men caught your hands and tied it to the bed, then moved to catch your legs, to stop you from kicking, opening them wide. You heard commotion in the yard. Your kidnapper sent the other two men to check on it, while the two were still holding your legs apart for the old man.

-So pretty, i bet you're thight too... - he said as he inched closer with a knife. Slowly grazing your thigh, giving you little cuts as you scream at him..

-STOP... PLEASE STOP... - as you cry from the pain. Your thighs have numerous cuts, so does your chest and even your face has one, and now he is slowly aiming for your panties, with the intention of cutting them off. You're barely loosing blood, but he smudged it where he could, only adding to the pain. Just as he was about to cut the side of your panties the door burst open and he is shot. You cry in shock, with eyes closed. Trembling cause of the pain and the fear.

-Jesus... call the boss, NOW. - you hear, then suddenly a familiar scent hit you, as your hands and legs are released.. you scream and kick, not opening your eyes.

-Princess... it's me.. you're safe.. please look at me... baby... - you hear as you feel the fabric of a familiar jacket being put around you, as strong arms carry you, keeping you close, occasionally kissing your head. Then it all went black.

The next time you woke up, you were in a bed, way comfier than yours. Your eyes shoot open, looking around the unfamiliar room. You notice that your cut's were treated, and bandaged carefully. Then you hear a shower nearby to stop. You climb higher on the bed, only your eyes out of the blanket as you watch the door open in fear. Then you see Henry in nothing but a towel loosely around his waist.

-Good morning love. Do you feel any pain? Do you need painkillers, or should i call the doctor? - he said with a soft, worried look on his face.

-No. im.. i'm alright.. Thank you for saving me.. i thought... i thought... - words got cought in your throat as you sarted to cry. He got closer and hugged you close, trying to console you. - i'm sorry i didn't listen to you.. i'm so sorry...

-No princess... i should've been more careful.. i'm sorry i didn't protect you..

-Please don't leave me Henry... pplease. - you clung to his neck, hiding your face. - i.. i know i'm not pretty anymore... and i understand if you don't want me as your woman anymore.. just please don't leave me alone now..

He hooked a finger under your chin to make you look into his eyes.

-Doll... you are the prettiest woman i ever set my eyes upon. I would never leave you. You might be upset with me.. but the guys are bringing your stuff here now. I want to keep you close. i want you to be mine..

-You really want me?

-Yes princess... i really want you. Will you be mine forever?

#henry cavill x you #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill fluff #henry cavill smut

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louscartridge · 1 year ago

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HIII omg youre like the only active person writing for Henry Danger and i would like to request dating headcanons with Henry!! (x female reader please!)

A/N- omg no fr it makes me so upset that there's so little fanfics (especially good ones💀) for the danger verse😭

CW- ngl these are kinda halfassed and writen on like 3 hours of sleep, not proof read (only spell checked), physical touch, the L bomb, angst, death, and suggestive if you do the squintiest squint, thats it??

❥ his love language is physical touch and words of affirmation. fight me.

❥ hes gives kinda golden retriever bf vibes, but not like overly or whatever yk??

❥i feel like for your first date, he might want to try hard and do something nice or whatever, especially if you guys weren't friends before hand, but he prefers to just stay home with you and hang out.

❥ i feel like he said 'i love you' first tbh.

you were in (yet another) life or death situation, and he was like kinda panicking. he was getting annoyed with how slow shwoz was working to try and save you or whatever, and he started ranting and somewhere in the rant he ended up saying he loves to, however you heard him say it.

once you were very much so alive and ok, you said it back to him.

❥you'll never miss the chance to sleepover at henrys house. ever. even if you guys have had an argument that same day, or the day before. then however, instead of sleeping in the same bed as him, you'll sleep on the couch that up in the corner of his room.

❥ at first piper definitely tells you that you can do better 💀

❥ you know about his past minor loyalty issues, but he quickly gains absolutely all of your trust once he finds out that you were overthinking it.

❥jasper lowkey be your hype man ngl

❥i wouldn't necessarily say that gift giving is one of his love languages, but if its yours or you want something, hell have absolutely no issue in getting you whatever it is.

❥ when you guys first started dating, you would sneak through his window at night all the time, or after school. one time tho, henrys dad ended up catching you. surprisingly tho, he wasent really upset. he was just like "omg this is awesome this is like the most 'rebellious' teenage activity we've ever gotten out of him" and after stifly waving at you he just walked away.

❥ henry stutters alot when you make him nervous. (which by the way is quite easy to do)

❥ he pays attention to the little stuff just as much as you do tbh.

❥ i feel like he'd make forts with you 😭 he likes making them at night tho, cause then they have less of a chance of getting ruined by his sister. plus, then you guys can go to sleep in them.

❥ catches your hand from a high five so you end up holding hands.

❥ whenever he get jealous, for the most part hes chill. he knows you'll be good on your own, but hell keep a close eye out just incase.

❥ hes pretty protective tho. once again, he knows you can handle yourself, but sometimes people are so rude to you and it makes him mad. however, he tries to keep his composure for everyone sake, and embarrassment.

❥ i feel like hed want to play with your hair?? like you guys would be laying so your back was facing him, and you just feel him start to play with your hair. you could tell he started to attempt to braid it. "henry stop you're gonna make it all tangled" "you want me to make it all tangled?"

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theblackcatwitch5 · 1 year ago

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Go until she’s shaking

No, don’t stop until your both shaking

#sam golbach x reader smut #sub klaus mikaelson smut #kol mikaelson imagine #sub kol mikaelson smut #sub mike schmidt #sub matt sturniolo smut #percy jackson fluff #rafe cameron fluff #percy jackson smut #henry hart x reader #quotes

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queen-of-writing-bad-things · 3 months ago

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Henry Danger The Movie Reader Insert | Captain Man x Reader + Platonic!Henry Hart x Reader: Masterlist

| Status | Ongoing!

It all just kind of happened. A boy needed a job…and a hero needed a sidekick. So, that boy became a kid, and that Kid became Danger.

Four years after his sidekick career ended, Henry is the saviour of Dystopia, fighting crime with Jasper at his side. They’ve come a long way since their childhoods in Swellview, never forgetting who and what they left behind, but time moved on.

For Ray and (y/n), that meant retirement. The end of Danger Force. A home in the country. A baby. A chance at settling down with the family they always wanted. And, for one year, that’s what they had.

Life is good when there’s no crime to worry about, no villains to fight, and no meddling kids to clean up after. That is until Missy Martin came along.

It seems their story isn’t quite finished yet…

This story is mature in places with adult themes and language and uses she/her pronouns for a female reader. However, anyone is free to read and enjoy :)

Main Masterlist

Prologue

Chapter 1: Old Friends, New Foes

Chapter 2: Luchar

Chapter 3: Are You Mad?

Chapter 4: Falling

Chapter 5: Oh, My God...I'm in Hell

Chapter 6: Reunited

Chapter 7: An Electric What Now?!

Chapter 8: In The Club, We All Fam

Chapter 9: What Is A Schwoz? *New! 14/03/2025*

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xoxomirrorball · 3 months ago

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everything you lose is a step you take ―୨୧⋆ ˚

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care !! sher/her, apollo's fav daughter, ravenclaw, december sag, taylor swift's #1 fan, percy jackson's sweetheart, iced coffee addict, wannabe writer, romcom enthusiast, hockey romance girl, cowboy lover, biggest criminal minds fan.

master list ୨ৎ socials ୨ৎ requests + blog rules

... make the friendship bracelets, take the moment and taste it

𓈒ㅤׂ 𝜗𝜚 percy jackson owns my heart

✮⋆˙ listening to ... everywhere everything, noah kahan ft. gracie abrams

𓈒⟡₊⋆∘ currently reading ... the front runner, elsie silver

blog layout + style inspired by @xoxochb (my fav blog ever)

#xoxomirrorball #askcare #she needs a coffee #i love percy jackson #x reader #percy jackson x reader #jason grace x reader #henry hart x you #henry hart x reader #henry danger #percy jackson fluff #percy jackson smut #jason grace fluff #jason grace smut #i love jason grace

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the-captains-mop · 4 years ago

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| REQUEST RULES |

TW! mental illness, abuse, eating disorders mentioned briefly

☆I don't tend to go in order with requests. I do usually get to almost all request.

☆ I have the right to turn down requests.

☆ Please don't rush me; I write in my free time. I have school and other priorities

☆ Feel free to request as much as you'd like just be sure to send each request separately.

!!! Let me know if I forget to Trigger/Content warnings. If I am writing about serious topics I put warnings before the fic starts and in the tags.

What I will and won't write, fandom and ship list below the cut

I WILL WRITE

Fluff

Angst

Whump

x Reader's

Ships

Serious topics like Mental Illness, Abuse, Eating disorders ect.

I WILL NOT WRITE

Smut

non-con

Au's

Incest

Minor/Adults

FANDOMS

Henry Danger

The Thundermans

Lab Rats

Mighty Med

Lab Rats Elite Force

other's to be added! Feel free to ask if id write for a fandom you don't see here and I'll let you know if i would.

SHIPS

Henry/Jasper

Henry/Charlotte

Henry/Jasper/Charlotte

Kaz/Oliver

Kaz/Chase

Oliver/Skylar (more of OC Oliver that isn't so creepy)

Bree/Skylar

If you'd like to see a ship not mentioned ask and i'll let you know if id write for them!

CHARACTERS I'LL WRITE FOR

Henry Hart

Jasper Dunlop

Charlotte Page

Max Thunderman

Phoebe Thunderman

Oliver

Kaz

Skylar Storm

Allan Diaz

Adam Davenport

Bree Davenport

Chase davenport

Marcus Davenport

Leo Dooley

Sebastian

If you want an x reader for someone who is not on the list feel free to ask.

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queen-of-writing-bad-things · 3 months ago

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you guys. i have seen the henry danger movie. omg…

CAN WE TALK ABOUT HOW GOOD IT IS??? also i will be discussing SPOILERS, so if u haven’t seen it yet DO NOT READ!!

okay first of all. DOOOOOOFUSSS!! it was so good to see ray again, speaking as a ray girlie. he was only in it for like what? 5 seconds? best five seconds of my life and omg he looked SO HOT. woof woof

but also jace? i’ve always preferred Captain Man but goddamn jace looked so fine in this movie especially in the shimmers scene in his open neck shirt. just chef’s kiss sir. i love our angsty boi although it feels like he’s only been in dystopia for a little bit and he’s already left?

interesting but i have no idea when the movie is set on the timeline—like is it after danger force?

i think the shimmers scene was my favourite. the whole movie is just exceptionally good like i enjoyed the thundermans movie but it wasn’t 10/10 perfection with the pacing and storyline. maybe i’m biased but henry danger was great. exactly what i wanted to see after the car crash that was the end of danger force.

the camera work and cgi and script are just so good. the writers clearly got the henry danger nostalgia and ran with it for us older fans whilst still retaining something young or even new fans. the entire hour or so flew by and i was smiling throughout all of it, just loving all the references and seeing all my favourite characters again.

plus, i think missy was a great character. sometimes the kids in danger force get on my nerves but she was just so sweet and funny. also her writing fanfiction just called me out. it’s like the writers were staring right at me - the smut writer lol

am i a little sad that charlotte/riele couldn’t be in it? yes, but they still mentioned her, so i think it’s fine. plus, they hinted at a cliffhanger that might mean more in the dangerverse (maybe another show like what they’re doing with the thundermans?)

overall i think they did the dangerverse fandom justice. they could’ve screwed it up so easily but it was such a fun, lighthearted thing and i really enjoyed it.

obvs i’m still finishing off the main story and there’s still two seasons of df for me to rewrite. HOWEVER!

will i be rewriting this movie with our sweet girl? hell yes i am. miss danger is gonna team up with her bby boi henry hart.

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queen-of-writing-bad-things · 2 months ago

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Henry Danger The Movie Reader Insert | Chapter 1. Old Friends, New Foes

pairing: Ray Manchester/f!reader + Platonic!Henry Hart/f!reader

summary: Henry Hart and Jasper Dunlop now live in Dystopia - a cesspit of a city in the North Pacific. It's by no means glamorous, but their roles as resident crimefighters means they're now famous - maybe a little too famous. They aren't the little boys who left the Man Cave anymore, facing threats and foes greater than Captain Man ever did. Just what do two old friends have to say about that?

rating: F - nothing happens really, just scene setting. fluff? nostalgia? mentions of a monster demon villain guy? mentions nuclear power? mentions a crappy city? brother-sister relationships, schwoz (my lil egghead needs a warning), just a cute reunion before we get down to the fighty and angsty bit

word count: 2.5k

a/n: Hello! I feel like I'm going to be updating this series pretty quickly. It's so nice to not do entire episodes, but just do chunks of the film--and it's Henry Danger, so I love every second. How could Danger Force be so shitty in the end when this is so good?

Moving on, this chapter isn't particularly interesting, but we have some references and mentions to the previous series, and some fluffiness between our old characters. I'm building up to an angsty argument between Henry and Jasper :)

Thank you for reading! I (respectfully) yearn for likes, comments, and reblogs. Click for vibes

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Dystopia, North Pacific

Far away from Swellview, an old friend stood on the streets of Dystopia.

Usually, he preferred not to be so out in the open – the city was, after all, an utter cesspit of society. Everything sort of smelled, every corner was undoubtedly filthy, and the people were either terrified, up to no good, or both. It was probably why it was infamous for being one of the most dangerous places in the world, with a crime rate so high that it made petty crimes back home look like child's play.

The cops were dirty. The villains were ruthless. The average Joes on the street scraped by, but by now – four years into the job– Jasper Dunlop called Dystopia home. It wasn't a patch on his native Swellview in all its gleaming glory, but he liked the nitty-gritty of it all.

This place had skyscrapers, monsters, and too many ramen bars to count. Jasper felt like he fitted in well, boldly standing in plain view of anyone passing by as he waited on a street corner, looking nothing like the boy he used to be. Now, he was a man – even if that description drew a few sniggers from old friends.

They could laugh, but his newfound air of confidence was undeniable. He cut a sharp figure in dark, tailored clothes that he liked, flaunting his natural curls that he embraced. He retained his curse of social awkwardness—not even the horrors of the North Pacific could strip him of that—yet the buckets, naivety, and random outbursts were gone.

Truly, he wasn't a little kid anymore. Nothing was like how it was, and sometimes, on dark nights when things went wrong, there was a longing to return to those bucketeering days. Still, if the people who bullied him could see that small boy now, proudly holding his head high as one half of Dystopia's resident crime-fighting team.

Only, he wished the other half would hurry up.

"Henry's not dead. He'll be here soon," said Jasper as he lurked on that corner, turning away from a particularly pretty young lady for just a moment. "Trust me."

He said it confidently, sure that his dearest, oldest friend would turn up soon. He and Henry Hart had been through a lot over the years: school, fights, girlfriends, a legendary hero and his charmingly sweet wife. They'd remained best friends throughout it all, and now, they lived in Dystopia together, swearing to protect whatever good was left in the wretched place after spreading their wings and leaving the Man Cave.

Jasper sure missed that place, smiling fondly whenever a care package arrived from a certain someone calling him Curly. But his place was with Henry, as it always was. They were older, they were better at using their superpowers, and, weirdly, they were famous. Maybe a little too famous.

Not sure he'd ever get his head around how that happened. He supposed that Kid Danger may have died in the eyes of the world, but Henry Hart didn't. Not even a little bit.

"Uh-huh..." His charming companion seemed to think otherwise.

"Detective Jones..." Jasper smiled at her apprehension, an adorable fondness in his voice as he glanced at her achingly cute side profile. Out of all the dirty cops in Dystopia, she had to be the lone angel. "Would I lie to one of Dystopia's finest?"

"Absolutely," she replied instantly, and he couldn't argue with that, having told a few white lies in the past.

"Fair point."

"So, where is he?" Asked Detective Jones, circling the crimefighter with a devious smirk, one that unwittingly sent butterflies flying in his tummy.

As she walked off, Jasper stuttered as he thought of a decent excuse. His best friend was a wild card – a rebel – and wasn't fond of a tight schedule, but he could hardly disappoint his favourite detective. "He's...busy with something."

Detective Jones didn't notice how her colleague stared longingly at her, and then, at a looming tower block not too far away. It was tall and intimidating, with a gaudy, obnoxious corporate logo illuminating its airspace with blue-white neon that spelt BizWatch.

That's where Henry was, schmoozing and shaking hands with company execs who would hopefully pay them a fat wad if they promoted some crappy product. Was it a little humiliating to lower themselves into such a laughable contract? Yes. Did they have the money to survive without it? No.

Thus, Henry could be allowed a slight tardiness.

"Look, I know Henry has his personal forcefield and all, but I am literally the best person in the world at sleep-fighting while speaking Spanish," Jasper bragged to the detective as they crossed the road – a fact she was more than well aware of.

"Which, by the way, means that if our friend shows up and Henry is not here, I'll take care of it."

Detective Jones looked mildly impressed momentarily, smiling at his stout assurance despite her nerves for the whole situation. Sure, it was no forcefield like Jasper said, but he was lethal when he went to sleep, having long since memorised a goddamn audiobook that turned him into a superhero.

With her eyes solely on him, the young man smiled back, opening his mouth with another surge of confidence because he was crushing. Hard. But he didn't make it obvious. And he was doing great at it...until an annoyingly familiar voice called out behind him.

"Our friend?" He turned around at the rich, slightly raspy voice, and the girl standing before him could've knocked him down with a feather. She was older like him, still kinda small and cute, but Jasper knew not to cross her. There was no telling what tenacity was hidden in that tiny frame.

"Since when does Jasper Dunlop have friends?"

"Piper?" He quirked an eyebrow, wondering what Henry's sister was doing halfway around the world. She was supposed to be in college, partying it up with her girlfriends and breaking the glass ceiling like she always did.

Yet, there she was, wearing a damn I Heart Dystopia sweatshirt like she wasn't at the threshold of hell. The city was no place for such a young girl, but then again, no one had ever been able to tell Piper Hart what to do.

"What are you doing in Dystopia?"

And apparently, she wasn't alone.

"Schwoz?!" He gasped when another old friend jumped out from behind the girl, blinding him with a camera flash as the bald weirdo snapped pics of his flabbergasted face.

Schwoz goddamn Schwartz of all people. At least Piper didn't travel alone, but that guy wasn't a fighter, more like a mad scientist who should've been in Swellview, too. If not visiting Baby Manchester, then at least overseeing whatever the superhero setup was there now. So, why was he here, pulling Jasper into a bear hug with a massive grin?

"You look like a space cowboy!" Ah, yes, there it was. The teasing. All in good fun, but it was kinda embarrassing for them to pull at his clothes and smother him with affection only a few footsteps away from Detective Jones.

It was like being around his crazy uncle and irritating little sister again—the epitome of his teen years returning to haunt him.

"I'm not a cowboy—I'm a superhero! It's good to see you, and it's good to see you! Welcome to Dystopia, but please leave."

His harsh words had Piper scoffing and Schwoz mumbling, utterly confused about why their sweet, curly-haired friend was so grumpy.

"B-B-But we came all the way from Swellview!" Argued the genius, who looked like a typical idiot tourist in his flat cap and cheesy, flower-print shirt.

"Yeah, I'm on spring break!" Added Piper as she exchanged a glance with her travel buddy. "Decided to surprise my brother and his best friend before we go visit Ray and (y/n) with the baby...and then, I remembered that Charlotte's actually at Harvard, so, like Henry, we're stuck with you."

"All right..." Jasper nodded, wrinkling his nose in offence at both the harsh words and the mention of an absent friend. No one was prouder of Charlotte than him – well, save one person – but she took her chance at bettering herself, leaving him to pick up the slack in her place.

"What's (y/n) told you about being mean to me?"

He gave her the stink-eye, recalling how the sweetest woman in Swellview tried to make Piper change her caustic ways. If anyone could, it was her, steering all her surrogate kids in the right direction, not that anyone could tell with the younger Hart.

Only when the girl laughed and lightly punched his arm did his bitter expression relax. "Oh, my God! I'm kidding! No need to bring Mom Manchester into this. What's your deal?"

"Yeah! You were Mr Cool with the cute cop over there," said Schwoz teasingly as he sent a quick, not-so-subtle look at Detective Jones.

A blush settled on Jasper's cheeks, barely visible in dusk, but they still saw it. He couldn't deny it. "That's 'cause I was flirting with her."

"Oh, that was not flirting!" Piper barely held back her giggle, having seen the whole awkward exchange. "Lemme help you out!"

"What?!" Jasper barely had time to react before the girl stepped away, a mischievous glint in her blue eyes.

Much to his misfortune, she knew his odd, slightly nerdy manner wasn't always a hit with the ladies, so, Piper being Piper, she hung off a streetlight to flex her skill at being utterly annoying. She wasn't a little sister for nothing.

"Hey, yo! Detective Good Hair! My guy is into you!"

"That's enough!" The poor boy stuttered, not even wanting to look at the officer's baffled face because he could feel how molten his was. He begged Piper to knock it off, or, y'know, for the ground to swallow him up, but neither happened – and then, Schwoz got in on the action, too.

"What do you say? Thumbs up or thumbs down?"

"You're a little bit out of his league! A little!"

At least Jones was smiling, laughing awkwardly at the public disturbance they caused. Her kind eyes met Jasper's, and he laughed even more awkwardly, feeling like he could burst into flames at any moment as he pushed his troublesome friends around the corner – out of harm's way. Mostly.

"All right, guys, guys, guys!" He said sternly, leaving the cop in peace. "Now is just not a good time, okay?"

"What? Are you and Henry on a mission?" Asked Piper, raising her perfectly plucked brow at her old friend as Schwoz paused to buy burritos from a passing stand.

"Yeah! (y/n) won't stop telling me that you two are the hottest crimefighters in Dystopia right now."

"She really said that?" The boy grinned, feeling all fluttery and warm inside at the mention of her. It was nice to remember everyone back home, but it was better to be safe in the knowledge that he always had someone to return to, and she baked cookies. Lots and lots of cookies.

"Yeah..." Piper nodded, forever bound to the guy by their mutual love for one lovely lady and her even lovelier hugs. Yet, she couldn't help but tease. "But she also told me that Henry's your boss."

"He's not my boss, and we both know (y/n/n) would never say that," replied Jasper instantly, a distinct sharpness in his tone – maybe a protectiveness. "We're partners. In fact, he's signing an endorsement deal for us right now."

That information made the girl and genius frown; they'd always been irritatingly perceptive. "Then, why aren't you there?"

"Trust me, guys—" But Jasper quickly reassured them, sounding calm and collected in the face of doubt because he trusted Henry and their partnership – literally with his life. "They didn't only want to see Henry, and I'm actually working, so I'm kinda busy right now."

He moved to walk away, already feeling the pressure of the endorsement going well, not to mention his job. Knowing his friends were so close to danger made the young man feel antsy, wishing they'd go home to Swellview, where it was a damn sight prettier than anything Dystopia had to offer.

But Piper was speedy, zipping around to block his path, her hands on his chest to push him back as she begged. "Come on! Don't work! Don't work—not tonight!"

"Yeah! Let's go get Henry and go see a show!" Schwoz agreed, handing the girl a thick, foil-wrapped burrito as he suggestively waggled his eyebrows at Jasper.

"Yes! That is a great idea."

He, however, did not look impressed, more like disgusted. "Okay, I realise you two are kind of in Tourist Mode right now."

"What do you mean?" They gave him a confused glance, although something told Jasper they knew precisely what he meant. The sweater, the maps, the stupid hat, and not to mention Schwoz's dumb camera just screamed tourist, but the crimefighter in him didn't care.

"But...a truck full of plutonium-two-thirty-nine is about to roll right down that street in five minutes, and something's going to attack it."

"You mean someone?" Piper asked, all the light and amusement gone from her gaze as she stared at her friend, half-intrigued, half-frightened.

"I mean, something," answered Jasper gravely, and in the light, he looked grown-up. He looked serious and sturdy – tall and strong after a few years of maturing. "People here call it Blackout."

The revelation made the two tourists exchange a worried glance. Piper was lucky; she'd escaped anything and everything to do with heroes and villains during her time at college, but the name rang a bell with Schwoz. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he swore he'd heard of the guy before – some thing that happened not long after they moved into the Man's Nest.

"So, this Blackout has beef with you and Henry?" The genius asked timidly.

"It's got beef with plutonium," replied the hero, not that it made much sense.

"What?"

"Dystopia runs on nuclear power, so it buys fuel rods from other countries, and that delivery truck is gonna go right past us. Blackout's plan? Destroy the plutonium fuel rods."

They listened carefully to Jasper's explanation, suddenly realising why he was so mysterious and prickly. This Blackout guy sounded like a damn devil incarnate, although no one – not Henry, Jasper, or the police – was entirely sure what it was. Monster or man—no one knew, just that it would lay waste to Dystopia given the chance.

"Why does it want to destroy the fuel rods?" Questioned Schwoz as they stared down the road, awaiting the convoy with the nuclear power.

"No fuel, no power. No power, no lights. Only..."

"Blackout!"

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queen-of-writing-bad-things · 2 months ago

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Henry Danger The Movie Reader Insert | Prologue

disclaimer! images in the banner above are NOT what (y/n)/the reader looks like, it’s just an example of the vibe of this chapter

pairing: Ray Manchester/f!reader + Platonic!Henry Hart/f!reader

summary: One year post-retirement, Ray and (y/n) wake up in their little slice of heaven. They're living the dream out in the country, finding time to raise a baby and fool around. Nothing can go wrong, right?

rating: E (15!) fluff and spice - nothing exceptionally explicit, but Ray is a doofus who is constantly horny for his sweet girl. marriage, nudity, slight dirty talk, allusions to sex, allusions to f-receiving oral, nothing actually happens, pillow talk, mentions of pregnancy, post-pregnancy body, they have a baby! ray is in love big time, mentions dying but no one actually dies

word count: 3.5k

a/n: I wasn't going to do the movie yet, but as you can see, I'm weak. So, here we are. For those who are new, this is a continuation/spinoff of my Henry Danger & Danger Force Reader Insert series, where Ray and (y/n) have done the whole works - dating, getting engaged, marriage, all that good stuff. No major spoilers for the end of Danger Force here because that series will get finished (eventually), but yes, they have a baby and they retire to live in a cute lil house. cos who doesn't like a happy ending?

Anywho, this story will mostly be (y/n) and Henry interacting, but I can't resist giving some fluff and spice to these two. Hope you enjoy!

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A soft golden glow filled a room in a house, signalling that it was morning once again.

There wasn’t much special about the house. It was family-sized, with white, wooden panelling, a slate roof, and big bay windows above and beneath the overhanging porch, which even had a rocking chair by the front door. There were rolling fields all around, spanning so many miles and miles of green countryside that it was enough to make any red-blooded person sick to their stomach with envy.

Very Little House on the Prairie, only less backwater – as it said in the seller’s description.

That was because it was perfect. Not too near the nearest town, but not too far away, either. No, it was nicely out of the way, and that’s how its inhabitants liked it. After all, they’d long had enough of the big city – the noise, the smell, the people. God, so many people.

People are great until you’re at their beck and call, and it wasn’t until their only close friends were the crickets chirping outside that Ray and (y/n) Manchester realised how Swellview ground them down.

Talk about low spirits—theirs were exhausted. But they supposed that was what retirement was invented for: a chance to relax after years of hard work and sacrifice. And if anyone had given the best years of their lives to that place, it was the two ex-superheroes.

One year later. Three hundred and sixty-five days, and their lives hadn’t been the same since. Danger Force was gone. Schwoz and the Man’s Nest, too. Once they turned away those rock-hewn walls and high ceilings, they didn’t look back – perhaps once, but only to wave goodbye as they left forever. It was okay; the kids could handle the mantle of Heroes of Swellview, which they were more than welcome to.

Everything was good in the big city, but things were better in the country.

Cracking open her eyes, (y/n) blinked in the morning sun. It streamed through the windows – God, she still loved having windows – and made the bedroom feel all warm and cosy, bathing her tastefully procured, farmhouse-style furniture in a gold glow. Every day, she could wake up and count her lucky stars, forever grateful that this was her life now.

No more midnight emergencies. No more interrupted alone time. No more screaming children. Just her in a little house in the country, precisely as they had always dreamed – after all, she never wanted to dream alone.

And, thanks to those lucky stars, she didn’t have to.

She smiled upon feeling his arms around her body, tightening whenever she wiggled a little bit as if he was afraid she might run off and disappear. Ray was always like that, snuggling so close during sleep that he practically smothered his wife, but she didn’t mind. It was adorable how he fidgeted closer, not satisfied until he was on top of her or vice versa.

Burying her face further into his neck, she inhaled deeply, loving the faint scent of his leftover cologne and shampoo. She left a kiss against his throat, smiling widening when a rough, sleepy groan left his chest. He was awake.

“Morning, sweet girl…” muttered Ray, his voice like gravel as he cracked an eye open to look upon his precious wife.

He squeezed her frame in his arms, propping his chin on her shoulder and rubbing his forehead with the back of his hand to clear the fog around his dozy mind. He’d never get used to how well he slept now that he was retired.

“Good morning, doofus,” (y/n) replied, wearing a similarly sleepy smile as her hand ran across his chest – wedding rings glinting in the daylight. “Sleep well?”

“Never better.” The ex-hero rolled over a little, relaxing his back muscles and stretching out his legs as she rested her cheek on his pec. A hand came up to stroke her hair, heavy and clumsy in its movements, but she felt the love behind it—felt it practically radiating off his body when he spoke through a wide-mouthed yawn.

“Can’t complain when I wake up to my beautiful wife every day.”

His flattery made (y/n) giggle, although she was now too used to his corny lines and cheesy romancing for her cheeks to warm. She rolled her eyes, slinging her leg over his hip to scooch closer, and he was only too happy to assist.

“Five seconds of being awake, and you’re already flirting with me.”

“Can’t help it. You’re so damn gorgeous,” said Ray, a broad, cheeky grin gracing his handsome features – especially when the arm around her shoulders slipped. His hand trailed her curves, which these days had him salivating like a dog whenever he saw them.

“Not at seven AM, I’m not.” The woman shook her head and gave him a slight, self-deprecating smile.

She didn’t doubt that, after a night of tossing and turning, early starts, late finishes, no shower, and no chance to tame the rats’ nest that was her hair, she was nowhere near beautiful. And that made Ray pout.

“Excuse me, that’s my wife you’re bad-mouthing,” he replied, an edge of semi-serious sternness in his tone.

If he knew her well enough – and he did – she wasn’t entirely as unbothered as she let on. A lot had changed in the last year; neither were as young as they used to be. Hell, they didn’t spend hours in the gym anymore because there was no point with no bad guys to fight.

His stiff muscles gave way to a slightly softer, but no less bulky, figure, and she… He never thought she could be more beautiful until his sweet girl became a mom…

“And in my eyes, she’s the hottest, sweetest, prettiest thing that ever gave me the time of day.”

The gentle smile that graced her lips in return was all he needed to keep going, especially since it was directed at him. “There’s the poet I married.”

“Yeah…” Ray nodded, closing his eyes and nearly purring when her fingers slipped through his hair, which had grown out a little since they bought the house. “You married me.”

“I did…” (y/n) whispered as she played with a few chocolate strands, brushing them away from his forehead. “Best choice I ever made…”

She leaned down to kiss him, slow and gentle, and the man hummed appreciatively. The thick stubble on his jaw undoubtedly tickled and scratched her skin, but the former heroine didn’t care, loving the feeling and how it made him look – so rugged and manly after years of being perfectly groomed as The Captain.

His fingers brushed her cheek, allowing his golden band to nudge against her soft skin as they lay there for a few silent, fleeting moments.

Gripping her hip, Ray pulled away after a few seconds, licking his lips to chase the honeyed sweetness that she always seemed to have. “Oh, yeah?”

“Mm-hmm...” His pretty girl nodded, glancing around the room with a fond gaze, eyeing everything she was grateful for. Of course, he took her momentary distraction as a chance to swoop in, pressing kisses down her exposed throat since no singular kiss would ever be enough.

“We’ve got this great house in a beautiful place, enough money to last the rest of our lives, and—

“—And the sex is still great?” She looked down to see his raised eyebrow and goofy grin.

“Not where I was going, but sure,” answered (y/n), shaking her head at the feeling of his hand patting and squeezing her ass. Some things would never change – certainly not his endless desire for her. “You’ve still got it, doof.”

Ray nodded, as serious as sin as his darkening eyes looked into hers, swallowing upon noticing her little shiver. “Damn right. Nearly eight years together, and I still make you scream the house down. Speaking of which…”

Oh, she knew that smirk. His gaze slid from her beautiful face to roam her body with the same interest and lust as they’d always had, and the old hero wasted no time in getting his hands on her. Turning more onto his side, a large palm drifted down her neck, passing over the curve of her breast in that sexy, little sleep shirt she wore – the one he loved because it stopped around her upper thigh.

Down his finger went, tracing patterns on her skin as he tried to play it cool – batting his eyelashes and smiling innocently as if his wife didn’t know his game. By the time his touch reached her navel, her quivering voice couldn’t help but ask.

“Where are you going with that hand?”

“You know where,” he said, circling just below her belly button and just above the elastic of her underwear. All he had to do was ask, smacking his lips together at the thought of being so close, and he knew she was tempted.

A year ago, she would’ve succumbed more readily, but these days, (y/n) was just as needy as him, yet also apprehensive. And for good reason, no matter how much he pleaded. “Come on. We have time.”

“We never have time,” she replied thoughtfully, sounding almost bitter at what had become a fact of life.

All Ray did was smile, never one to complain about their now patchy sex schedule because he’d be stupid to complain. Above all things, he might have been an idiot, but he wasn’t stupid, pulling back from his suckling on her neck to follow where her nervous stare went.

“Ray—the baby monitor is right there.”

When he thought his life would be peaceful, fate threw a curveball. It turns out there were midnight emergencies. There was interrupted alone time. And although he’d raised and seen off eight children at this point, one still needed him.

And damn him if Ray Manchester wasn’t head over heels with the little bundle of Joy slumbering peacefully in the next room.

“I’m sure Baby Manchester will understand that mommy and daddy want to do grown-up things,” he told her in his calmest voice whilst ignoring the walkie-talkie on their bedside table.

At the first sound of a coo or cry, he was like lighting, running out of the room to check that everything was all right. And, of course, it was – it wasn’t like they had enemies anymore. Ray quickly learned that babies inevitably cry, and whilst his had him wrapped around a tiny, pinkish finger, a few moments left alone weren’t necessarily bad.

If anything, it played in his favour right now.

“But if we wake—” (y/n) shuddered, her gaze still not moving from the table as if anticipating a shrieking cry.

Even if his lips felt like heaven on her skin, dipping his head to suck a fleeting bruise on her collarbone, she hated the thought of starting and not finishing—of getting so close to the passion they used to share, only for it to be cut short at the crux. It wouldn’t be the first time it happened.

“We won’t,” her husband insisted, smooching loudly up her neck to reach those pillowy lips. He placed a featherlight kiss on them, using his many years of experience to change her mind. “Come on, sweet girl. Remember we used to do it everymorning?”

Despite how her ears warmed, the woman met his smirk with a dry glance. Yes, she did remember, secretly aching and longing for the early days of their relationship when they could roll around the sheets all morning. Those were the days.

“That was before we had a baby, doofus.”

“Yeah, and I should worship the ground you walk on for that,” he replied, sounding serious and throaty, making her squirm nervously under his admiring gaze. His hand wandered over newfound, favourite areas – her wider hips, softer tummy, heavier chest – and he smiled at her breathless mewl.

She was still so sensitive, even after the baby changed her body, making it rounder, fleshier, and bigger. If Ray thought he was blessed to be a father, he must’ve done something right in his life to hover over his trembling wife, swallowing thickly at having more of her to love.

“Please, darlin’…I’m dying of thirst over here.” He rested his chin against her shoulder, shuffling closer until his hips and growing hardness pressed into her side.

“…You’re so lucky I love you,” (y/n) said after a silent pause, and the silly grin on her doofus’ face was worth however long they had.

She ran her fingers through his hair, giggling into a kiss as he immediately rolled fully on top of her, groaning against her lips. The longer strands meant she had something to yank on, and when that stubble reached her thighs…

God, it had been ages since he’d done that, and she suddenly realised how she craved it. “You should put that silver tongueto better use, Raymond.”

“God, I love you…” he replied gutturally, nodding diligently without needing to be told twice before he began moving down her body – pressing light, little kisses as he went.

Pushing her shirt out of the way, the ex-hero greedily drank in the sight of her nude body as she threw the clothing off into a corner. He urged her to relax against the pillows and mattress as he settled between her legs – a homecoming that felt way overdue after simply sleeping in bed.

For a man of experience, Ray swore his hands were shaking, too anxious to have her writhing under him already as his fingertips teased the edge of her underwear, playing with the lacy edge so he could slide it gently over her hip bones. He licked his lips, all too eager for a taste, as she lifted her hips, moaning for him to hurry up.

He swore under his breath, tugging the final piece of clothing down her legs with breathless anticipation. A chuckle left his lips at her whines as a large hand slung one leg over his shoulder before pulling her down the bed toward his waiting tongue, which would soon give them both what they wanted.

“Don’t worry, sweet girl,” whispered Ray as he rubbed his nose against her inner thigh, hoping to prolong his favourite pastime. “Just let me—”

A sharp, gurgling cry shattered the moment. Ray looked at (y/n). (y/n) looked at Ray. With their eyes locked, they hoped it was just a fluke – a little shout out of nowhere as they laid perfectly still like doing so would freeze time long enough for them to fuck.

That was wishful thinking, and one hiccup turned into choked warbles, which became loud, beckoning wails. And they both knew what that meant.

“Fuck.”

“Shit.” They sighed, knowing the romance and passion in the air had gone as the baby monitor played its ear-shattering, heartbreaking tune.

With a low groan, Ray smushed his forehead again as his wife’s abdomen, tickling her bare skin with his hot breath, although she didn’t have the heart to laugh at him. (y/n) dropped her head back against the pillows, willing her desire and neediness to dissipate because the moment was annoyingly, disappointingly, frustratingly gone.

“I told you,” she said quietly, although there was no blame or bite in her tone. “It’s quarter past…Feeding time.”

“Yeah, it was feeding time for me, too—ow!” The hero grumbled, only for his precious wife to whack his shoulder with an unserious frown on her pretty face.

“Later, doof,” she told him gently but firmly, patting his head as she sat up against the headboard. “Gotta get up…”

But before she could swing her legs over the bed’s edge and put her feet on the floor, the man urged her to lay back down, hands pushing her shoulders back against the mattress. “Stay in bed, sweetheart. I’ll make up a bottle for our meatball.”

His smile meant she couldn’t argue, not when he’d been so sweet, caring, and attentive since she’d mothered his child. Ray took to fatherhood like he was born for it, juggling housework, gardening, shopping, cooking, and everything else whilst still having an arm free to carry his child.

He wanted his sweet girl to rest, so he kissed her temple as he climbed out of their little sanctuary, fully intent on handling everything if it meant she could get a little more shut-eye. The former heroine watched with an enamoured smile as he found and donned some plaid pyjama pants, looking every part the handsome hero she fell in love with as he opted to remain deliciously shirtless.

Although, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes at one minor detail. “Baby, doofus. Baby, not meatball.”

“Came out looking like a meatball. Name’s stuck,” answered Ray, grinning unapologetically because he said it with so much love for his lil’ meatball.

Leaning down for a final, chaste kiss, he wandered out of the room, stretching his bulky arms over his head as he called out to the baby in the next room. “Now, where is Daddy’s little angel?”

“Such a doofus…” (y/n) muttered to herself and shook her head, albeit with a smile. Inhaling deeply, she debated going back to sleep, still feeling sleepy with the soft sheets and blankets, but she couldn’t—wouldn’t do that to her doofus.

She could hear him cooing through the monitor, sweet-talking to the baby as if he’d actually get a response from a one-year-old. No, she refused to sleep whilst he slaved the day away, so instead, she reached for her phone as it charged beside the lamp.

Eyeing the time on her lock screen – an adorable photo of her husband holding their newborn with tears in his eyes – she thought fifteen minutes more in bed wouldn’t hurt.

Scrolling through the many notifications, she swiped through her email first, rolling her eyes at how much crap bled through the junk filter. Everything was inconsequential trash, but something caught her eye as she flicked between apps.

‘Spam, spam, spam, read that later, not interested, delete—a text from Piper?’

That had her sitting up a little straighter. A grin naturally made its way onto her face as she opened the message, swiftly realising that nothing was wrong, bless her worrying heart.

If she had it her way, she’d have everyone under one roof – Henry, Jasper, Charlotte, Piper, Chapa, Mika, Miles, and Bose – all the baby birds in one nest. Still, the woman knew they had to have their own adventures, settling for texts, sparse phone calls, and monthly updates from those little crimefighters in both Swellview and Dystopia.

At least Piper remembered to tell her about how she and Schwoz wanted to visit that godforsaken city.

‘Arrived in Dystopia. Schwoz snored for the whole flight, so I shoved expired peanuts up his nose, LOL! Meeting Henry and Jasper now – wish me luck xx.’

“Aw…My babies…” she mumbled, glad to hear something positive that wasn’t Charlotte’s struggles to get into university, Henry’s love life, Jasper’s moustache obsession, or Schwoz’s many, many problems.

In some ways, she missed the old days, finding the adjustment to daily life jarring. Looking around her bedroom, (y/n) knew she was the luckiest girl in the world, having two rings on her left hand and a doting husband and child next door, so why did something feel…missing?

She closed her eyes and sighed, knowing it was selfish to complain, even silently. There was nothing wrong with her perfect life, and she had to keep thinking that, no matter if she found herself reaching for a gum ball every once in a while. Even if she sometimes caught Ray looking wistfully at his old super-suit, she had to ignore it.

‘We worked so hard for this…’ she thought to herself as her thumbs hovered above a reply to Piper. ‘Who am I to want to go back?’

So, she forced a little smile and began typing, encouraging the sassy, young girl to be nice to her old friend, who’d use her in one of his experiments if she wasn’t careful. She was just about to give her love to Henry and Jasper when she shivered, feeling the air go from warm and golden to cold and dark in a split second.

“What the—?” (y/n) gasped as a strong wind picked up, shaking the room like a freight train was passing through, and she felt her heart pound in her ears as her vision began to cloud over. Her tastefully curated bedroom melted into hues of purple, yellow and pink, and she swore lightning zapped at her skin as she shielded her eyes from a blinding light.

(y/n) felt herself falling, her last thought wondering if this was it. Admittedly, she didn’t know what was happening, and it sure as hell was a weird way to go – up in a cloud of violet smoke.

Was she going to die? If so, she wanted one more chance to tell Ray she loved him—one more time to hold her baby in her arms and whisper, “Momma loves you, meatball.” What kind of death was this if she couldn’t see their faces one last time?

But when she screamed, no words came out, and then, in the blink of an eye, it all faded to black.

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