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HAPPY FOURTY FOURTH BIRTHDAY JACOB BENJAMIN GYLLENHAAL ANOTHER YEAR OF SERVING CUNT

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SFW ALPHABET W/ DONNIE DARKO

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Hey everyone! decided to do the sfw alphabet thing, i got rid of a few that felt unneeded or like id already partially answered them. hope you enjoy my loves <3

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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

Donnie as a very socially awkward and emotionally repressed person would be awkward with affection at first, i think he’d want to hug and kiss you and be cuddly but get nervous of freaking you out or scaring you. He has the mentality that he’s abit of a freak so he’ll project that unfortunately. However as time goes on and he learns to trust and feel your love he will become very affectionate.

He definitely enjoys hugs from behind whether it’s from you or him, not only is it cozy feeling but he occasionally likes to surprise you and give you a little scare because he’s a tease

Donnie also and obviously enjoys handholding and kissing, he’ll make sure to hold your hand wherever you go!

He isn’t particularly scared of PDA, he won’t do anything extreme but i feel like he’s a little unaware of his surroundings sometimes so he’ll happily go for a kiss or a hug in the middle of the street.

Donnie feels most comforted at home, away from people and with you. He’ll be extra cuddly then, whether it’s laying on your chest or getting his hair stroked he’ll love the attention and warmth you bring to him and he’ll do the exact same for you.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

Donnie would probably be abit emotionally unavailable as a best friend not going to lie, i think he’d have a hard time differentiating between why a best friend is different to a normal friend… “shouldn’t you treat your friends all the same?”

However after awhile it’d be clear to him that you’re a trustworthy and good person, he’d open up to you about a few of his more… complicated problems and may even impulsively tell you some weird things during his episodes

The friendship would begin probably with you initiating it through some sort of party or maybe at school, at first he’d be a little distant and non chalant but after awhile he would have a genuine interest in your hobbies, life, personality etc

He’d probably feel most comfortable just hanging out in his room listening to music or playing video games maybe even reading or studying together.

He’d be loyal aswell, and open to listening to your problems as he out of all people would know what it feels like to have problems.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

Cuddling with friends or family? absolutely not. But with a lover it’s a completely different story.

He’ll try to smoothly initiate it but end up accidentally saying or doing something silly and you’ll both laugh it off

He’s clingy aswell, not at first but as time goes on it’ll show, even during the hottest of summer nights he’ll try to link hands together as you sleep.

He looooves when you initiate it first, not just because he’s shy but it shows you want him and that’s all he needs to feel appreciated

I can imagine you two both standing together at a bus stop on a cold snowy day, cuddling together with his face buried in your hair to keep warm.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

Donnie definitely wants to settle down at some point, i don’t see him having commitment issues but more so the complete opposite. Once he’s found the one he won’t let go and will do his best to be a good boyfriend OR husband despite his mental health.

Donnie would be a little messy about cleaning, he’s not lazy (most of the time) and i think he’d want the cleaning and cooking duties to be equal on both parts so he’d be happy to learn to cook for you.

During possible depressive or psychotic episodes he would require you to be a little more understanding on why he may not be perfect at keeping everything clean, he’d apologise in embarrassment but surely you’d understand <3

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

Donnie would be terrible at breakups, i think he’s the type to dump and ghost and never speak again unfortunately.

He’d do the right thing by at least talking it out in person, but it would be an awkward conversation for sure and relatively fast paced as he wouldn’t know what to say afterwards.

F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

Donnie would probably not really actually care at least too much about marriage, he wants it but he won’t be asking to marry you straight away.

That being said that doesn’t mean he’s not committed to you, he’s all yours and he expects the same from you!

I can imagine it wouldn’t take long before he pops the question out, maybe at a pretty looking park or dinner date where he makes the effort to have everything be lovey dovey and romantic.

I can imagine late night conversations in bed with him, and him suddenly bringing up the idea of marriage. “do you see us together in the future y/n?”

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Donnie is an absolute gentle soul towards you, he’s never violent or rough and is absolutely terrified of hurting or scaring you.

He gets easily frustrated and annoyed but is quick to apologise and stop if you tell him he needs to calm down

Occasionally donnie will enjoy a little play fighting or a little pinch to give you a shock, but most of the time he prefers to just be gentle with you.

Emotionally donnie tries his best to be gentle, however he’s filled with sarcasm and is a little bit of a meanie, it’ll show and if you tell him you don’t appreciate it he’ll try his best to repress himself. Otherwise if you enjoy it he’ll probably like that and ramp it up a little more for the banter factor.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

Donnie’s hugs depend on where you are.

In public places his hugs will usually be casual and quick, he’ll probably give you a kiss on the forehead too during it.

In more private places he’ll be much more relaxed and give you long and heartfelt hugs, kind of bear hug like in a sense. He might rough up your hair and give you lots of kisses during it aswell.

Donnie is always happy to receive a hug from you too, he won’t mind how long they are or how intense you are about it. He just likes that you want to give him one in the first place!

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Donnie doesn’t really understand social norms like waiting 3 months to say i love you, if he’s with you in the first place that means he loves you. So it’ll probably take less than a week for him to announce it to you, maybe even on the same day you get together. He’s fast paced with his emotions and words and is quite blunt about it.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Oh boy do i have opinions on this.

Donnie will get jealous and he’ll definitely ruminate and stress on it, HOWEVER he will not blame you for it unless you’re showing signs of cheating.

When he’s jealous it’ll take him a few days before he really admits it, in the mean time he’ll be a little distant and more sad looking than usual. He’ll ask for validation from you like a sad little puppy whilst not even being open about why he’s asking for it in the first place. The next stage will be him getting a little snarky about whatever’s made him jealous which is where you’ll realise what’s happened.

Donnie is a paranoid person, but for you he knows to try tone it down. If you realise he’s jealous and just comfort and explain to him that he doesn’t have to be, he’ll immediately feel comforted and better about it. Just don’t keep him waiting on it.

I think during his episodes he’ll be a little more aggressive about it but as i said all he wants is the confirmation that you only want him.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

It’s hard to tell with donnie whether his kisses are going to end up in a rough and steamy make out sesh or if it’s gonna be just a quick little peck. Either way he’ll make sure to kiss you on the regular!

Donnie’s favourite places to kiss you are

Your lips (ofc) your forehead your cheeks your neck your stomach and thighs and literally anywhere else. lol.

Donnie personally likes to be kissed in those exact places too, especially his neck. it gives him butterflies.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Hmmm as a teen obviously he just likes to tease and make fun of them, especially his little sister.

But as he gets older and as he’s stated himself he definitely wants to have kids, he’d only have them if he was mentally well enough to handle them though.

That being said if he did have them and was mentally well, he’d been a kind of “cool dad” if you get what i mean. Not afraid to be honest and direct with his kids about the world, maybe occasionally make a silly more adult joke or swear around them. He’d want them to be emotionally intelligent and know how to navigate though their world, so he’d be cautious about the media and information they consume.

He’d also defend them against school authority probably lol. Even if they’re in the wrong and they’ve done something stupid he’ll be the first to say it’s not a big deal.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

“Nooo ten more minutes” type of energy here. you will not be leaving that bed until he’s ready!

If hes in his bed cuddling you he’s as happy as can be, he loves to stare and admire how you look when you’re sleeping so he always hopes to wake up before you.

Once he’s out of bed he’s abit of a grump for the next hour or so, he enjoys it if you happen to make breakfast for him but it’s not a big deal if you don’t.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

There’s a variety of things donnie wouldn’t mind doing at night, he’s kind of an all cards type of guy when it comes to it since the vibes of night just suit his needs perfect

Watching movies in his room or at the cinema Listening to music Reading Cuddling and kissing Other.. not so safe for work stuff.. Night walks and star gazing

Donnie loves any time he can spend with you really, he’s not in a rush to go to sleep so he’ll stay up all night with you if that’s what you want.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

Donnie is not one too get easily angered, with you that is. Normally he’s very easily riled up about how the world is cruel and everyone in it sucks. But with you he has an unbelievable amount of patience, he’ll retort with sarcasm but is a natural problem solver and is always ready to talk it out.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

Donnie comes off as absent minded, but he will remember every single little detail about you. I wouldn’t be surprised if he had a little notebook or journal filled with information about you and your likes, dislikes, random facts and etc.

Donnie’s the type of person to know and remember facts about you that you’ve long forgotten, he’ll buy you a t-shirt of a band that you mentioned liking three years ago and haven’t said anything about since.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)

Donnie is definitely a protective boyfriend, it comes from his paranoid outlook on the world. He would never forgive himself if you got hurt and he wasn’t there to protect you.

Although he isn’t a bodybuilder or anything he’ll speak up for you and maybe even resort to a little violence. (or if he’s feeling really crazy he’ll pull a gun out like in the movie)

As for you protecting him.. he’d appreciate you standing up for him but insist he doesn’t need it, if anything it’d make him a little embarrassed.

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

Donnie would definitely put effort into you, the fact that you’re with him in the first place amazes him and he doesn’t plan on losing you to laziness.

Most dates will be casual, if he feels like he wants to treat you to something nicer he’ll work hard for it. His love language is primarily physical touch and gift giving imo, so when he works he has a tendency to work just so he can provide for you since he has such simple needs himself.

As for everyday tasks, he believes in equality surrounding that type of thing. But if he notices you’re in a poor mood or feeling sad he’ll put in the effort to make sure you don’t need to strain yourself.

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

The most obvious one here is his fluctuating and poor mental health, mental illness isn’t pretty. There’ll be times where he needs you at his lowest and he might push you away during it. That’s when you need to be there for him the most.

He also tends to be absent minded with your feelings, he might say or do something that makes you upset and not realise until you say something about it. This isn’t personal, he’s just very straightforward.

He’s definitely a little possessive too, not to the point where you’re unsafe but he’s terrified of losing you.

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

This one is an interesting case.

He isn’t really worried with his looks but definitely has abit of a freak complex due to his illness and unpopularity at school, he’ll appreciate when you compliment him. he needs it.

He might ask you what he can do to be more attractive, or if you’re really into him, the answer is obviously yes but he really could do with an ego boost.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

Donnie isn’t interested in superficial people, if you can’t have an interesting discussion with him he’ll be turned off immediately. He also enjoys someone who’s at least somewhat reliable, you can have your own issues and mental illness but at the end of the day if you’re a complete mess in all areas he may just end up feeling like he can’t give you what you need.

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

Besides the obvious sleep walking, donnie is a heavy sleeper. He doesn’t snore or anything but he definitely mumbles and grumbles throughout the night, he also will unconsciously hug and cuddle you for warmth.

Donnie may also experience frequent nightmares, if he wakes up from a really bad one he might wake you up for comfort

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Annnnnd finished! i hope you guys enjoyed. If anyone is interested in an NSFW version please head to my ask box!

partially proof read ;9

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Masterlist:

Lost to the Skies: Bob Floyd x Reader Mini Series

• Part 1

Stars Align: Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3

• Part 4

• Part 5

• Part 6

• Part 7

• Part 8

• Part 9 - Final

The Containment Diaries: Bob Floyd & Bradley Bradshaw x Reader

• Entry 1

• Entry 2

• Entry 3

• Entry 4

• Entry 5

• Entry 6

• Entry 7

• Entry 8

• Entry 9

• Entry 10

• Entry 11

• Entry 12 - Final

The Witching Hour: Bob Floyd x Reader

• Chapter 1

• Chapter 2

• Chapter 3

• Chapter 4

• Chapter 5

• Chapter 6

• Chapter 7

• Chapter 8

• Chapter 9

• Final Chapter

Blessed Be: Bob Floyd x Reader

• Prologue

• Chapter 1

• Chapter 2

• Chapter 3

• Chapter 4

• Chapter 5

• Chapter 6 - Final

Predator and Prey: Tommy Cahill x Reader:

• Chapter One

• Chapter Two

• Chapter Three

• Chapter Four

• Chapter Five

• Chapter Six

• Chapter Seven

• Chapter Eight

• Chapter Nine - Final

Star Crossed: Detective David Loki x Reader:

• Chapter One

• Chapter Two

• Chapter Three

• Chapter Four

• Chapter Five

• Chapter Six - Final

Drugs, Thugs and Pilot Kelson Hugs: Pilot Kelson x Reader:

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3

• Part 4

• Part 5 - Final

Mine For The Taking: Colter Stevens x Reader:

• Part 1

• Part 2

• Part 3

• Part 4

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[arroganceisherfavoritecolor]

A night in Reno

✧･ﾟ: * Pilot and Jack find themselves in a whorehouse, but Pilot ends up wanting the bartender instead...

warnings: absolutely filthy smut, kinda cheating, mentions of drugs

It was a slow night at the Dan. D. Fine, as always. You stood at the bar, fixing up the broken machines and washing the dirty cups. Most of the time, the only man you'd see was either a gross old fuck or a young virgin. There was also Mauzner, a nasty piece of shit nympho. As you shined up the bottles sitting on the shelf, you saw a pair of guys walk in. One was decked out in biker clothes and had a weird haircut. The other was dressed more normal, was cuter, and he wore a green visor. To put it simple, they didn't seem like the usual type to come into a whorehouse. The cute one glanced at you, making eye contact. You broke it, trying to look like you were busy and not awkward.

The boss lady called out all the girls from behind the curtain. They were decked out in lingerie and weird sexual accessories. You were cool with them, sliding them drinks throughout the night to help them through their shift. They all lined up, one by one.

The two guys sat on the couch with Mauzner, marveling at the beautiful women before them. Mauzner had his pick first, going with Lois who was dressed as a bar-maiden. Then the biker dude had his pick second. He ended up with Sophie, who was wearing a cowboy costume. And then there was the visor guy. He scanned the ladies, one by one. "Uh...I think im cool off that." He laughed nervously, looking at the boss lady. She rolled her eyes, motioning the girls to go back to their rooms. Now, it was just you and him.

He sat on the soft velvet couch for a moment, pulling a cigarette out of his pocket. You glanced at him a few times, it seemed as though he was looking for something. He got up and walked towards the bar. You kept trying to look occupied, a little bit nervous to talk to him. "Hey, uh, you got a light?" he asked, a grin plastered on his face. You pulled one out from the cabinet, handing it to him. He lit the cig, inhaling deeply. "Y'know, I don't usually smoke cigs. Im a lot more of a weed typa' guy." You giggled, you could tell he was high out of his mind. "So then why not smoke a blunt?" you asked, still washing the dishes. "Smoked my last one right before we got here. Shoulda' saved it." He ran his fingers through his brown, dirty looking hair. You couldn't help but stare at him, he was just so... cute. "Whats tha matter? Somethin on my face?" he asked, giggling. "Nah, just looking."

You caught his name about 30 minutes into the conversation. His name was Pilot. He told you the whole story as to why that was his name, which you found quite interesting. You talked about everything and nothing, his life back in Vegas and your life here in Reno. You had been itching to ask him if he was in a relationship or something, but you didnt wanna come off too strong. "So, you got a little boyfriend or what?" he asked, eyeing you up and down. You felt flattered by this sudden question. "Nah, I'm single as can be" you giggled. "Really? Im surprised. A cute thing like you should have guys lined up across the block" he said, taking puffs off of the cigarette. "Well, how about you? Got a girl back in Vegas or what?" you asked, genuinely curious to know. "Well...it's complicated." Pilot laughed, his sleepy eyes shutting and his cat-like mouth curling up. "Hm, you guys are going nice 'nd steady or what?" Pilot grins. "Well... I was tellin' my buddy Jack that if banging was an island in the Caribbean, me and her are stuck in traffic in Jersey." This made you laugh. Although Pilot was heavily intoxicated, he was still charming. "She doesn't make you nut? Or are you sexually confused." You tilted your head to the side, looking Pilot in the eyes. He grinned. "Yeah..hell nah." He put out the cigarette, throwing it into the little ashtray beside him. "Maybe you could help me out with that?" he asked, licking his lips and flashing a toothy grin. You blushed, flabbergasted at his boldness. "My apartments right above this building, wanna spend the night?" you asked. Pilot followed you up to the apartment.

As soon as you shut the door, he launched himself towards you. He grabbed your face, kissing you passionately. The both of you stumbled into your room, closing and locking the door. Pilot laid down on the bed, watching as you straddled him. His hands grabbed at your hips, grinding you on his boner. You tore off the silly visor he wore, along with his shirt and jacket as you threw it off to the side. With the visor gone, it made it easier to kiss him. You kissed all the way down his neck, leaving hickeys. "Ah, fuck [Name]." Pilot had never been handheld in such a manner, it was so new to him. He helped pull off all your clothes, leaving you in just lacey pink panties. He gawked at your body, completely bare just for him. You kissed down his abs and along his mountain trail. You got all the way down to his pants, looking up at him with puppy eyes. Your ass was in the air, back arched. Pilot couldn't believe the sight before him. He had imagined something just like this the moment he laid eyes on you. You unbuckled his belt and pulled off his boxers. His dick sprang out, rock hard and damn near pulsating. You spit on the tip, wanting Pilot to beg for anything more. "[Name], please don't tease. It hurts" Pilot whined, his head thrown back. "Mmm tell me what you want me to do, baby." You kissed all along his dick, from the balls up to the shaft. "Just..just like that." Pilot was on cloud nine. You took all 7 inches in your mouth, deepthroating his cock. Tears formed in your eyes. Pilot reached his hand down to wipe them off, only making you more wet. Your head bobbed up and down on his dick. "Fuck.. fuck, fuck [Name]." You took it out of your mouth, wanting him to cum on your face. He came with a loud groan, painting your face. You stuck your tongue out, catching some in your mouth. You sat up and straddled him again, your face smeared in his jizz. Pilots eyes rolled back, the sight too much to handle. "Gonna make you cum all over again, yeah baby?" you asked, wiping the cum off and licking your finger. "Wanna make you feel good too, [Name]." He grabbed your hips again, guiding them more towards his face.

You hovered your pussy over Pilots face. "Pilot, I don't wanna suffocate you." you giggled nervously. Pilot didn't listen to you, instead grabbing your ass and forcing you down. You moaned, feeling his tongue flick your clit. You began to grind on his face, writhing and groaning at the feeling. It was a sensation you hadn't ever experienced. You grabbed his dick, stroking it as his tongue went in and out of you. Pilot groaned against your pussy. The vibrations of his voice almost made you cum, grinding even harder. Suddenly, Pilot stopped. You whined, the feeling of pleasure being ripped away almost painful. "Why, why'd you stop?" you asked in between pants. "Cant let you cum just yet baby, wanna see that pretty pussy cum all over my dick." Pilot moved you towards his cock, standing straight up from how hard it was. He lowered you down onto it until it was all the way in. You moaned, throwing your head back. Pilots thick cock was stretching you out so good, you didn't know if you could handle the whole thing. You began bouncing up and down, hands at your sides for balance. Pilots hands went from your hips, to your tiddies. He put your left nipple in his mouth, while he fondled the right. "Oh, fuck me Pilot." You began slowing down, your legs tired from bouncing. Pilot sat up and grabbed you at the sides. He began to use you like a fleshlight, bouncing you up and down. His big blue eyes gazed into yours as he fucked you. "Youre all mine now. Got that?" he said. "Yes, yes Pilot. All yours." At this point, you were delirious. As long as Pilot kept fucking you like this, you'd agree to anything he'd say. "Who's this pussy belong to? Huh?" he asked, slapping your ass. "You.. I'm yours.. I'm- I-" you couldn't think, you couldn't talk. You came violently on his dick, your juices squirting all over his lap. "Fuck, fuck yeah baby. Squirt all over this dick." Now, you were limp. You could barely sit up, the feeling in your legs long lost. Pilot was thrusting up into you, chasing his release. All you could mutter was a string of curse words, eyes rolled into the back of your head. "Shit shit shit Name." You could feel cum fill up your insides, warming you up. The thought of getting pregnant suddenly crossed your mind. You didn't care, through. The only thing you cared about in this moment was Pilot nutting all up in you. You fell forward onto him, his arms wrapping around your torso. You both laid there, trying to catch some breath. Pilot looked down at you and started giggling. "Damn, that was nice." You snuggled into him, drawing little circles on his chest. "Am I better than your girl?" you asked, looking up at him. "Nah, cus you're my girl." Pilot kissed the top of your head, watching blush creep across your face. "Goodnight, baby." you shut your eyes and drifted off to sleep. "Goodnight, [Name]." Pilot thought of what would become of this. He thought of maybe inviting you to tag along with them on their journey to Seattle. That was tomorrows problem. Right now, Pilot was focused on one thing: his new girl.

(wow i didnt mean for this to be so long whoops :3 but here ya go Highway 2002 fans! hope u like)

[hisgoredherne]

does anyone get it or am i alone here🙁

[kiyotaka-perchance]

guys they totally kiss

[gaypesticide]

my little guy

props to you if you know who tf this is

[amethystfallenangel]

soda (pilot kelson x reader)

You groan, swatting the fly away from the counter. It's too hot behind this counter, you've been working long hours at this gas station. Customers are rude, impatient and in a rush. And you're stuck here, forced to be professional and patient. You've even gotten bored of your phone, so you dash it onto the counter, huffing and leaning against the boxes behind you, opening one button of your t-shirt because of the unbearable midday heat.

Suddenly, you hear the rev of an engine outside and the squeak of tires. Here we go again, another frustrating customer to make this infernal wait even worse than it already is. You pay no attention to the two customers who saunter into the shop, laughing obnoxiously, but as they stumble to the counter, you grin slightly. They're quite young, around your age, if not one or two years younger. One of them has a shaved mullet and wild eyes, with a loose tank top and a stupidly wide grin. He's busy checking out the bubble-gum selection, commenting aimlessly on each flavour. His friend, however, seems unbothered, his downturned blue eyes staring at you softly. He has messy hair, the brown strands sticking out weirdly. He fiddles with the zipper of his bomber jacket, offering you a crooked smile. He speaks to you in a slurred, clumsy voice, as if completely faded.

"What soda do you recommend?"

You sigh, smiling sheepishly.

"Uh, I don't know. Fanta, maybe."

He leans over the counter, clasping his hands, lifting his bushy eyebrows and gazing at you with his puppy-like eyes.

"You like citrus drinks?"

"Yeah, sure." His attempt at making conversation is terrible, but it's cute. You glance quickly at his friend, who is still rambling on to himself about the flavours of bubble gum.

"Citrus drinks suck. I prefer Coke, or Dr Pepper."

You nod blindly.

"Uh, yeah, we have Coca Cola too." You point to the fridges where the cold drinks are.

He narrows his eyes playfully, and then ambles off curiously, promptly returning with three cans of soda.

One Coke, one Dr Pepper and... a Fanta?

You tilt your head at him, a question in your eye.

His friend, who you later learn is called Jack, interrupts, still grinning.

"That's his way of asking you to hang out with us. Oh, I'll have the strawberry bubble gum too. Thanks, sweetheart." He places a 15 dollar bill on the counter, but before you can hand him his change, he skips away, whistling, back to the car, with his Dr Pepper and his bubble gum.

You're left with the droopy eyed young man, still leaning across the counter with a playful smirk. And of the soda, obviously.

You chuckle, twirling a piece of your hair from under your cap, as you lean across the counter yourself, your shirt a little too revealing for the young man not to smirk a little wider.

"So, soda boy, what's your name?"

"Why, you wanna buy me a drink?" he teases.

You chuckle lowly, glancing at your Fanta and his Coca Cola. Good come back. He's quite witty, clearly. And playful.

"Thanks for the soda, by the way," you hum. "I'm still on duty, though. I'm not sure I can hang out with you guys. I appreciate the offer, of course."

"We're in the nearby town till tomorrow, though," he croons, edging closer to your face. You shake your head, amused.

"That so? Fine, then. I could use a night out. You guys aren't serial killers or thieves or anything, right?"

He giggles, popping open his can and taking a sip.

"Would that make us more interesting?"

"Not exactly the word I would use. You still haven't told me your name by the way."

"Pilot. I'm Pilot Kelson" He holds out his hand comically.

"Pilot? That's an interesting name." You go to shake his hand, but instead he takes your hand and places a gentle kiss on the back, looking back at you with a loud laugh.

"You're very bold, Pilot. Or maybe just completely high."

"Does it matter?"

"I don't mind. Pick me up at 6 tonight, soda boy." You grin and then place a quick kiss on his cheek. His jaw drops in a cheeky grin, and he winks as he walks away.

Your shift was boring. Two more smug faced truckers came in for a few beers, nothing special. When your shift ends, a car is already waiting outside, and as you leave the shop, jamming the door for the next person to start their shift, the car headlights are flashing wildly, Pilot and Jack waving their arms frantically out of the windows. You giggle at them being unnecessarily noisy, wondering what on earth you've gotten yourself into. Your Fanta is still in your bag.

"Hey soda boy," you joke, as you get in the back of their messy car. His friend turns his attention to you, eyeing you up and down greedily, but somewhat respectfully.

"I'm Jack, by the way," he says, his eyes sultry.

"Nice to meet you, Jack."

You drive to a lively, crowded bar. Inside, there are road stop signs and buffalo skulls as decorations. It smells strongly of whiskey, tobacco and steak pies. There are multiple coloured jukeboxes, pool tables, booths and flickering warm overhead lamps. You know this bar well, you used to come here with your old man way before he became a trucker. You smile to yourself as you lean over the sticky, heavy oak counter and greet the bartender. Jack already seems to be in conversation with a cute blonde in a leather skirt. The pair choose a bluesy rock song on one of the jukeboxes. You order drinks and Pilot follows you eagerly to a table, leaving his friend with the girl.

"So," you say, biting your lip in amusement, "why'd you ask me to accompany you guys anyways? And why are you leaving so soon?"

He chuckles lowly.

"Actually, Jack was caught screwing some guy's wife in Las Vegas. We're basically just on the run, cus' the husband was a raging psycho who sent some guys after Jack. Oh and I asked you cus' I find you hot. And funny."

You snicker, almost spitting out your drink.

"Talk about be bold."

"Yeah, Jack works as a pool cleaner, so he didn't really care about leaving his job."

"And you tagged along? That's wholesome. What do you do?"

He scoffs, seemingly lost for words, before chuckling again.

"I'm technically a drug dealer."

Your eyes go wide. Well, this sure is an eventful day.

"Oh."

He leans back into his chair, flinging an arm around the back of your chair. You can feel one of his fingers brush your back and it sends a chill down your spine. He's starts to draw lines and circles on your back with his finger.

"You don't think less of me, though, right?" he coughs, gazing at your soft features with his lazy eyes.

You turn your head to face him, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. Your demeanour is calm, but you're a little flushed.

"No. I mean, you guys are a bit too wild for me, but I don't think less of you, no.

He smirks, the hand on your back sliding up to the back of your neck, to gently guide your head closer to him.

You playfully poke his stomach and he pulls back, groaning in annoyance, as he rolls his head back. Then, without a thought, you climb up onto his lap, so that you are straddling him. His head shoots up eagerly, his hands almost just as quickly moving to your hips.

You cup his cheeks as your noses almost touch.

"You're an interesting guy, Pilot."

"You mean 'soda boy'?" he laughs, his hips involuntarily bucking up into yours.

You gasp slightly, widening your eyes at him.

"Okay, soda boy," you tease, "show some restraint. We're in public, remember."

He leans in close.

"Then let's go back to the motel," he grins.

Leaving the car with Jack, both of you rush out of the bar, walking with incredible speed to the grimy motel where the two troublemakers have been staying for the past two days.

You both stumble into the motel room, as you slam him into the door. His hands finds the hem of your skirt as he tugs as it. You giggle, throwing you bag onto the carpeted floor. You both almost tackle one another onto the floor, rolling around, unable to keep your hands to yourselves. He manages to pry open the rest of the buttons of your t-shirt, as his body presses flush against yours. As he is peppering your neck with hot kisses, he kicks your bag, and your unopened can of Fanta rolls out. Pilot turns around to look at it, with an amused smile, and with his head buried in your chest, he mumbles "I might have to help you finish that drink."

"I thought you didn't like citrus drinks," you manage to say, between passionate kisses.

"I wouldn't mind trying."

You tug at his messy hair and he groans, although not in annoyance this time.

This is by far the most interesting one-night stand you will ever have.

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jake gyllenhaal as pilot kelson in highway 2002

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Sneaky.𖥔 ݁ ˖ᝰ.ᐟ Smut~

Pilot Kelson x Reader.

🔞Minors do not interact🔞

Warnings: Mentions of drugs, oral sex (male receiver).

Pilot never thought you would be the touchy type... He doesn't complain tho.

An: God, I see little to no content about this puppy-eyed pretty boy and I'm SO tired of it, so I thought I would try to do something myself...English is not my first language tho, so sorry if anything seems kinda off, this is also my first time writing something of this kind so, with nothing more to say, enjoy! ;)

Pilot wasn't really a clingy guy, that didn't mean he didn't like to cuddle with you, it was just that he was lazy and wasn't that much of a physical person, it wasn't a big deal in your relationship.

Because you were the one who was physical.

And how could you not want to touch him? His skin felt so smooth underneath your fingertips!, his hair is fluffy and silky and he makes the cutest sounds when you massage his scalp, his eyes immediately go half lidded every single time you do.

He was a little taken aback at first, but he quickly became used to it, and then, he started to enjoy it, his lips curling on a dumb grin whenever you two are close enough and alone because that meant you would definitely try to get your hands on him.

Lately, those little touches of yours became more and more...teasing in nature.

He didn't notice it the first couple of times you did it because you were sneaky, subtly rubbing the skin on the side of his neck with your thumb when you passed an arm around his shoulders, the slight feel of your nails on his forearm, all those times you let your fingers run through his abdomen when you wrapped your arms around his waist, perhaps he was just too distracted to notice. Now that he was sitting on the couch of your shared apartment, joint in hand as he skimmed through the channels in the TV, he just discovered how thick the sexual tension between them was. It made him a little hot under the collar when he thought about it.

"Hey." Your voice called from the door as you entered your apartment, waking him up from the trance he was in, he almost didn't hear you enter.

"What you doing, babe?" You asked him, locking the door behind you as you propped yourself beside him on the couch.

"Nothing." Pilot replied, unfocused eyes blinking and darting to look at you. "Just watching TV..."

"Oh, I love this movie." You replied, your eyes glued into the screen, leaning a bit so your shoulder was resting against his own, your head tilting to rest there as well.

Pilot let his arm hang from the back of the couch, his fingers brushing lightly against the top of your back.

He exhaled a little heavier at the feeling of your body warm against his own, some anticipation building inside him. He kept his eyes fixed on the screen, feeling a tingle at the bottom of his spine at the thought of you touching him again.

You were a lot more observant than him and his reaction was the sign you needed to break the tension you had so carefully built this past weeks. Like throwing a match into a puddle of gasoline.

Slowly, your hand made its way to rest on his knee, your body shifting slightly to lean more into his own, a hum of contentment coming from your lips.

Pilot's gaze flicked to your hand on his knee for a second, the way your slender fingers curled against the bare skin and his arms moved to rest above your shoulder, pulling you further into his side. His eyes returned to the screen.

He was just so obviously excited.

Your fingers rubbed the skin of his knee. Today was your lucky day. He was wearing loose shorts, the thin fabric will make him feel your touch ten times stronger, it was also easier to remove.

Slowly, little by little, you tested his sensitivity, letting your fingertips graze him so delicately, like he was made of crystal. You made your way up his thigh.

His breath hitched on his throat when your fingers slid underneath the fabric, your thumb tracing circles on his inner thigh, so close, so damn close to his already half hard cock.

"What is it, Pilot?" You whispered in his ear, your lips barely touching the shell of his ear, your low voice turning him on even more than your try of being sneaky.

Pilot let out a giggle, his eyes closing briefly as that dumb grin you loved so much appeared on his face.

"You, baby. You." He replied, his voice a little raspy with the arousal pooling between his legs, the fact he had just been smoking pot making the heat in his body worse. "You're such a tease, baby."

"Oh, I am, right?" You replied, pulling your hand away from his inner thigh to place it above the growing bulge on his shorts. "Maybe you shouldn't let me."

A soft groan fell from his lips, his eyes growing glassy as his hips bucked into your hand, needing more friction.

You smirked, fully throwing the sneaky act out the window as you buried your face into the crook of his neck, nibbling on the skin in that way you knew her liked it as you felt him through the fabric, teasing him.

"Mmh...please." Pilot hissed, his eyes half lidded as he leaned his head back, giving you more access to his neck, his hips bucking up more urgently. "I feel like I'm going to explode..."

"Please what, honey?" You teased him, receiving another groan as a response, you were playing him like a kite and he was loving it.

"Please, touch me...I need you."

And with that, you were on your knees, pulling his shorts and underwear to his ankles, licking your lips.

Pilot got himself comfortable on the couch, thighs spread wide for you to work on him, his arms resting on the back of the couch as he looked down on you with his puppy blue eyes, his pupils all dilated.

His hard cock stood proud in front of you, twitching lightly, the sight making your mouth water. You wrapped your hand around his base, pumping him up and down at a steady pace, smiling to yourself when his breath got heavier.

You pressed your lips against his tip, letting your tongue flick against the pink bud, slowly licking your way down his base. Pilot choke up a gasp when you sucked at the skin a bit, his fingers digging into the cushions of the couch.

When you finally took the tip of his cock into your mouth and sucked him, Pilot moaned quietly, brows arching as his lips parted, his breathing getting a little louder.

You looked at him through your eyelashes, one of your hands still stroking him while the other was squeezing one of his thighs, the velvety inner part of your cheeks surrounding his tip as you slowly started to bob your head up and down. Your drool dripping down your chin as your tongue worked on getting him as lubricated as possible.

"Fuuuuck." Pilot muttered, one of his hands resting on the back of your head, helping your movements to take him a little deeper, your mouth was so wet and warm, it made his stomach churn the best way, he couldn't help but let out low moans at how good it felt. "It feels so good, baby."

The loud sounds of slurping you were making only aroused him more and you sucked on him harder, taking more and more of his cock into your mouth as she time went by.

You could feel your own saliva coating your fingers as you stroked him a little faster, your fingers tightening around his shaft, delighting on the way he was groaning and chanting your name like it was the only thing he knew.

"Mmmhhh." Pilot mumbled, brows furrowing a little as his expression contorted with pleasure, his fingers tugging at your hair a little, you were giving him quite a show, he bit his lower lip, his thighs spreading even further. "Harder baby, I need you suck me harder."

You gagged a little when his hand pushed your head down slightly on him, making you take him a little deeper in your mouth, his expression was so pretty.

You sucked him harder, your eyes closing as your head bobbed faster, your lips tightening around his cock.

Pilot widened his eyes, rolling to the back of his head, his mouth hanging open, he was panting, the sweetest sounds falling from her lips.

"Yes. Yes, yes, yes baby, just like that, shit!" Pilot whimpered, you could see his thighs tremble with the stimulation, his toes curling, meaning he was close.

You opened your eyes to look at him, pumping him faster, harder, to push him over the edge and have him cumming all over you, you wanted nothing more but see that pretty dumb fucked expression on his face.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." He cried out, his eyes shutting as his head fell back, his fingers tightening more into your hair as his hips bucked quickly into your mouth, his jaw going slack. "I'm...I'm...Cumming!"

He whined your name, his hips sloppily pushing his cock in and out of your mouth as his hands pulled your hair slightly, his thick, white seed filling your throat, his toes curling, his legs shaking.

His orgasm hit him like a ton of bricks, making him see stars as struggled to catch his breath, his hand letting go of your hair as his body got limp into the couch.

You pulled him out of your mouth with a wet pop!, swallowing his seed to breathe properly, the bitter taste wasn't so pleasing, but the sight made everything better.

Pilot was there, his body sprawled on the couch, his breathing was still heavy from the sensations, his whole body was tingling and it felt so good, his expression completely dumb, lost in the pleasure of his body.

You sat back there beside him, your hand grabbing his own, your fingers interlacing with his own. "You good?"

He tilted his head to look at you, his eyes filled with nothing but affection as his fingers tightened around your own. "Never been better."

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