#i also told her i tried to get myself pulled together before she got back but i hadn't quite succeeded

[hischierslovergirl]

“Are you jealous?” “No, I’m not!” “Oh, you really are jealous! Wait, why would you be jealous?” with Nico?

Thank you for requesting! I tweaked the wording from the prompt around a bit to fit better, I hope that’s okay! x

It wasn’t uncommon for Nico to drag you to whatever team gathering was being held, but it was getting increasingly difficult to convince people that the two of you weren’t together with each one you attended. No matter how many times the two of you told everyone you guys were just friends, no one seemed to believe you. You understood why your denials fell to deaf ears, especially after the two of you turned up to their halloween party in matching costumes, but their constant teasing only acted as an incessant reminder that Nico didn’t reciprocate your well hidden feelings.

For New Years, a few of his teammates were gathering at some bar to celebrate, and you had agreed to go since the few other friends you had were gone back home. You were lingering in a corner with a few of the other girls as some of the guys went back to the bar to replenish on drinks. As the four of you were in an in depth conversation about the usual drama, you felt a gentle tap to your shoulder.

You hesitantly looked over your shoulder and let your eyes fall on a tall, muscular guy who looked like he had just stepped out of a copy of GQ. He was sporting a bright and wide smile as he held his hand out, which you gingerly took in your own as you glanced at Nicole.

“Hi, I’m Colin,” He introduced himself, “I saw you as soon as I walked in, and I couldn’t help but come introduce myself to the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”

You raised your brows at his brazenness, hearing the quiet chuckles of the girls behind you as you tell him your name, “Nice to meet you, Colin. You’re very sweet.”

By the time the boys got back, Colin had left you with a not so subtle remark about where he’d be once the clock struck midnight, and the girls were relentlessly teasing you about it.

“What are you guys talking about,” Nico asks as he hands you your drink before slotting himself against your side.

“Oh, nothing,” Nola waves off, “Just making sure she’s ready for her New Years kiss.”

Nico nearly choked on his drink as her words echoed around him, earning several knowing looks from everyone except for you. You watched him with wide, confused eyes as he brought his hand to wipe away the remnants of the beer around his mouth before taking a deep breath. His eyes shifted towards you, trying to gauge if what the girl across from him was being truthful, but all he found was worry on your face.

“What New Years kiss,” Nico slowly mumbled, eyes squinting at you with uncertainty.

“There’s no New Years kiss,” You roll your eyes, “Some guy came up to me when you guys were gone and tried to hit on me. Told me he’d be standing in the corner by the booth at midnight ‘just in case I wanted to know’.”

You watched as Nico’s face fell, his lips turning downwards into a frown as he looked away from you and to the table in front of him. The grip he had on his beer tightened to the point that his knuckles were turning white, which made you furrow your brows in confusion, but it also made a swell of hope form in your chest.

“Why? Are you jealous,” You teased, playfully bumping him with your shoulder.

“What? No, I’m not,” He scoffed, shaking his head so aggressively that his beanie slid around on his head.

You can see everyone subtly slip away from the table from the corner of your eye, but you pay them no mind as you observe Nico and the way his entire demeanor seemed to have shifted. His eyebrows were knitted together in evident frustration, his shoulders pulled taut as he absentmindedly swirled the liquid around the beer bottle.

“Wait,” You breathe out, taking a shaky breath to rid yourself of the nerves radiating from your body, “Are you jealous?”

When Nico didn’t say anything, you took a step closer to him and gently placed your hand on his bicep, fingers curling around the muscle as you hesitantly try again, “Nico, why would you be jealous?”

He dragged his deep brown eyes to the hand on his arm then up to your own, pure and raw vulnerability swimming in the depths of his irises as he says, “I think it’s pretty obvious, no?”

If you thought you were nervous before, it was nothing compared to how you felt now. Your entire body was on fire, heart drumming in your chest and your head spinning at the insinuation he was hiding between his vague words. Everything you wanted to say kept getting caught in your throat, the idea of being wrong made a pit form in your stomach, so you decided to play it safe.

“Depends,” You shrug, anxiously chewing on the inside of your cheek as you brought your arm back to your side, “What part is obvious?”

“Seriously,” He slyly raises his eyebrows, “You’re going to make me say it, aren’t you?”

“Maybe,” You let out a quiet hum, “Just to be sure.”

Nico discarded his half drank beer on the table, ignoring the several pairs of eyes that had been watching the two of you since they left, and gingerly placed his hands on your hips. He paused for a moment, taking the time to see if his touch made you uncomfortable, and it wasn’t until you wrapped your arms around his neck and closed the gap between the two of you that he felt confident enough to continue.

“I did get jealous,” He confirmed, pressing the pads of his fingers into your skin, “I don’t like the idea of you kissing someone that isn’t me. I never have.”

“Why did you never say anything,” You bluntly asked through a surge of courage.

“You seemed pretty set on us being just friends when the guys would say something,” He gloomily admitted, his accent thick with emotion, “I didn’t think you wanted more.”

You can’t help but let a quiet, amused chuckle slip past your lips as you shook your head in disbelief. While you had always assumed Nico was clear on his stance to just be friends, he thought it was you.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Because,” You smiled up at him, “We’re stupid. We should’ve just talked to each other and we could’ve avoided so much.”

“Yeah,” He deeply sighed. He opened his mouth to say something else, but was caught off by the music stopping and someone announcing that it was thirty seconds to midnight. Everyone began to rush to their respective partners, or to grab their loud poppers filled with confetti.

“So,” You drawl, tightening your grip in Nico as you lean into him, “Wanna be my New Years kiss?”

He nudges your nose with his own as he mumbles, “Can I be your everyday kiss, too?”

“I think we can work something out.”

[hope-ur-ok]

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[sttoru]

A WELCOMED INTERRUPTION !

ෆ sypnosis. shiu kong catches toji and you in the living room. toji decides to invite shiu into the fun and he agrees after some deep thinking.

ෆ note. this is a part two to this post ! make sure to read that one first. &&i’m happy u all enjoyed the first part ehhh.. i tried my best w this one too, enjoy. also not entirely proof read so excuse the possible mistakes. this post contains smut, proceed at own risk !

ෆ tags. dom!toji (+shiu) x female reader. three some, blowjob, breast play, objectification, degradation, name calling (whore, slut), cum play, free use, dacryphilia, creampies, male masturbation, voyeurism-ish, multiple orgasms, spanking, hair pulling, overstimulation, doggy style, breeding mention. toji’s mean, shiu a bit less.

“fine, but we have ten minutes.”

shiu kong crosses the room in a couple strides, hands skilfully removing piece after piece of his clothing until he was left in nothing. you couldn’t quite figure out the unreadable expression on shiu’s face once he came close enough to toji and you on the leather couch.

it was impossible to do so through your tears. plus, due to the man on top of your body guiding your head back to look him in the eyes.

“just because he’s joining doesn’t mean y’re allowed to take those eyes off of me.” if toji wasn’t just a fling, you could’ve sworn that those words were said out of jealousy or possessiveness. even if he was the one who suggested the threesome in the first place.

toji hisses and grunts as he pulls all the way out of you before slamming back in twice as hard. your screams of pleasure were like music to his ear. and not only to toji’s ears; shiu was having a hard time holding his usual calm self together every time he hears your sensual moans.

“shit..” shiu curses under his breath, his demeanour slowly falling apart because of the sight in front of him. but, also because he secretly desires to be the one getting those reactions out of your mouth, “she’s quite noisy, eh?”

toji laughs a bit; a mean (almost condescending) laugh, “yeah— maybe we can see which one of us can make her even noiser, whadd’ya think?”

“..or ya can just make her shut up by stuffing that mouth full. your choice.”

your hands were trembling as they try to hold onto any solid object you could spot out of your peripheral vision. your tears withheld you from seeing toji’s agent masturbating; shiu’s rough hand was swiftly gliding up and down on his cock—coating it with his own pre-cum. if it wasn’t for his desire to dump his cum in any of your holes, he’d have released it all over his own hand already.

“i think i’ll put that mouth of hers to use.” shiu had lost the internal battle of keeping himself together as he walked closer to you, standing near your head and gently tapping the tip of his cock on your plump lips, “you know, toji’s told me you’re good at sucking men off and i’ve always wanted to test that claim myself.”

your eyes slightly widen in response, unable to comprehend anything in this situation you got yourself in. neither toji nor shiu cared about that; they just cared about the pleasure you were going to be giving them.

“c’mon,” toji grins and pulls out of you completely, looking down at his throbbing cock which was covered in your fluids before flipping you around on your stomach, “y’re gonna be a good little slut and suck that man off, yeah?”

shiu takes notice of toji’s action and immediately gets into position like the two have done this many times before with other women. the agent takes a seat in front of you, legs spread to give you a nice view of what he was packing between them. shiu’s back was resting against the armrest as his eyes were scanning your face from up close, “what a pretty girl.”

your mouth was watering more than it did previously, drops of saliva running down your chin as you stared at shiu’s cock in front of you. a harsh slap to your ass makes you squeal lightly and your pussy clench onto nothingness.

“i said something, didn’t i?” toji clicks his tongue while he checks out your ass in his position behind you, “get to work.”

your hands found their way to shiu’s thighs and they slid up until they were wrapped around the base of his cock. an almost unnoticeable grunt left shiu’s lips once he felt that jolt of pleasure run through his body from your simple touch. he had waited so long for this.

“fuck— take me in your mouth.” the older man breathlessly orders. you swallow the built-up saliva in the back of your throat and stick your tongue out to lick the tip of shiu’s dick— testing the waters first. as expected, shiu was easy to please since the man was already moaning and breathing heavy when you hadn’t even started yet.

toji looks down at the two and sees how you tease shiu by using your tongue. shiu was trembling a little, biting his bottom lip while one of his hands was tangled in your hair. the agent was trying very hard not to reach his climax already. not when he hasn’t felt your mouth around his cock at least once.

a smirk forms on toji’s lips as he sees the desperation and lust written all over shiu’s face. toji knew that you were good at giving blow jobs; the little teasing you did beforehand—where you’d hold eye contact with him while licking his length in small intervals—added to the entire experience.

“seems like you haven’t had any action in a while, huh?” toji grins while pumping his cock at the sight of you finally starting to suck shiu off. his hand moved in slow strokes, the other placed on your ass, prepared to slap it if you were caught slacking off.

“shut up, toji— shit!” shiu gasps and throws his head back once your mouth engulfs the fat tip of his dick. the warmth and wetness around his throbbing cock was driving him mad, “if i wasn’t too busy cleaning after your mess, i’d have a woman in my bedroom every day of the week.”

you held eye contact with shiu as he makes small talk with toji whom you couldn’t even see. you start bobbing your head in repeated up and down motions, his cock going in and out of your warm mouth, leaving it completely covered with your saliva in no time.

“fuckkk— she’s good.” shiu groans while his hand tugged at your hair, pressing down on your head to hit the back of your throat—the tip of your nose just a centimetre away from his lower abdomen, “way better than expected.”

that gains a small proud chuckle from toji. the assassin was starting to move, lining up his still hard cock against your entrance, “told ya. she sucks cock like a real fuckin’ slut—always knows what to do.”

shiu fully believes those uttered words as he sees you desperately suck him off, hands playing with his balls and sometimes stroking the rest of his length which you couldn’t fit in your mouth. your tears and drool were dripping down between his legs.

a muffled moan vibrates against shiu’s dick the moment you felt toji bully his way into your cunt again. this causes shiu to thrust his hips forward, making you almost choke at the unexpected movement.

“mhh, that’s hot.” shiu breaths out while holding onto your hair with both hands now, ready to repeat his actions since it added to his own pleasure, “do it again, come on—yeahhh— good girl.”

as you choke and slobber all over shiu’s length, toji starts to roughly pump back and forth, hands on your hips to keep your lower body up to meet his— “your cunt is so fuckin’ tight compared to before—fuck— bet it’s ‘cause you’re a slut who enjoys getting both her holes filled at the same time.”

toji smacks your ass a couple of times as his cock penetrates your cunt to its deepest point, “maybe we can fill a third one soon, don’cha think?”

yes, he was implying what you were thinking; anal sex. the nasty thought made you whimper and squirm under toji while continuing to move shiu’s cock in and out of your wet mouth in rapid strokes. shiu reacts to this by bucking his hips up again and again, moaning and grunting loudly, as was toji.

shiu looked down at you through his half closed eyes, enjoying the way you look with your mouth stuffed full of his cock. especially because you were crying as well; it made you look pathetic and helpless yet so attractive.

“fuck— with the way you’re sucking me off, i’m going to cum soon,” shiu says between shallow breaths, seeing your body powerlessly shift back and forth due to toji’s intense thrusts, “mhm— better swallow it all, okay?”

you let out a long, strangled moan. it wasn’t clear whether it was due to toji pounding you or shiu asking you that lewd favour. either way, shiu bucked his hips up one last time, hands clenching around your hair to push your head down all the way to the base of his cock before spurting his hot cum right down your throat—the taste bitter on your tongue.

“swallow,” the older man in front of you reminds you with a hoarse voice, keeping his dick between your lips to make sure you do as told before gradually taking it out with a hiss.

shiu taps the tip on your mouth a little to get the last drops of semen on your lips for you to lick off. toji’s agent started to lazily stroke his dick again, trying to make it hard so he could fuck you as well.

“mhh, want to cum in your pussy. maybe even breed you, huh?” shiu murmurs. his words were solely meant to fuel his desires and get his cock hard again, yet the thought could easily be made a reality.

toji groans as he hears his agent’s dirty talk about breeding you. this causes him to reach out and grab a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back while he angled his hips in a way to hit your cervix repeatedly.

“fuck, i might even let him do that to ya—let him dump his load into your pussy along with mine.” toji grins, feeling like his cock was swelling even more with each deep thrust, “how ‘bout we try that out?”

shiu takes the chance to watch your tits again as they come into view. his body was relaxing against the armrest of the trembling couch, one hand reaching out to cup a breast and squeeze the hardened nipple.

“ah! yes, y-yes, wan’ both of your cum inside me, please.” you plead and your back arches from all the sensations the two men were granting you in this moment. toji groans loudly at your words, feeling even more turned on than ever and he makes that known.

“yeah? fuck— y’re such a desperate, greedy whore.” toji mocks and continues to pound into your overstimulated cunt. shiu was still squeezing your breasts and flicking your nipples, going from one to the other,

“just hold on, little girl— gonna stuff you full first.” toji adds and thrusts a couple more times before you sense that familiar feeling again; toji’s cum flooding your insides until it can’t help but leak onto your thighs.

with a deep sigh, toji pulls out again to watch the white liquid overflow from your filled hole. shiu, in the meantime, was still admiring your tits and now used both hands to play with them.

you were too fucked out to see the way the two men were silently exchanging glances. toji nodded downwards at his place behind you and shiu understood: the two were changing places.

shiu let your breasts go and stood up, toji following afterwards. the assassin and his agent slowly swapped positions and stroked their cocks at the sight of your spent body, quivering and silently sobbing from overstimulation.

“mind if i borrow her from now on, toji? just from time to time.” shiu asks with a deep hum, enjoying the sight of toji’s cum leaking out of your hole and the way it stained your skin as the sticky fluid left trails down your thighs.

toji snickers as he was getting his cock hard again by looking at your tits and head between his legs,

“nah, i don’t mind. as long as she returns to me at the end of the day.”

[ashtheketchum]

●Night swimm●

Daryl Dixon X fem.Reader

Era: Season 1

Summary: Daryl has a crush on you since he saw you. Merle kept teasing him that Daryl should finally talk to you, but the archer never had the courage. One day you were taking a bath at night and Daryl saw you.

Warnings: +18 CONTENT, FEM.Reader, unprotected sex, shy Daryl, Merle being a tease/asshole, in the water, one slap on the ass, Daryl being a lil perv, tits sucking

Words: 3.5k

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PoV Daryl:

Our small group had come together at some point and we all had tasks. There was me and my brother, Merle, we looked after the food for everyone, Shane the 'leader' who ran everything. Lori, Carol, Jacqui, Andrea and Amy took care of our laundry and the children were still learning things from school. And then there was (Y/N). She somehow took care of everything at the same time, she defended, caught us fish, taught the children new things and also helped with the laundry. She really was strong.

Unfortunately, sometimes I caught myself staring at her sometimes, and not in a harmless way. She always wore shorts and a top, with a lumberjack shirt. The shorts fit her ass perfectly and her top hugged her breasts perfectly too. Her loving yet stern smile turned me on again and again, so that I had to satisfy myself that same night. Inside, I felt incredibly embarrassed for staring at a woman so much that even my brother noticed and annoyed me about it.

Merle had tried to flirt with (Y/N) many times, but she always ignored him or turned him down. However, after he noticed the looks I kept giving him when he flirted with her, he actually stopped, but not because he was begrudging me and being a good brother. No, he did it to tease me. “Hey, her ass is hot, but don’t stare so obviously, little brother.” “Maybe we can share the little one? You get her every Monday and I get her the rest of the week, okay?” “Hey, slap her ass! Let’s see how she reacts.” He told me again and again, no matter when and no matter where. While hunting, while eating, and he even stands outside when I sat in my tent and masturbated. But one day he really went too far.

It was another one of those days where I stared at (Y/N) and today I would also talk to her about the food. I wanted to ask her if she wanted anything specific, whatever it was I would get it for her. So I slowly walked towards her, her back was turned to me and she was hanging up the laundry with Lori. (Y/N) had bent over slightly to pick up a basket, so I had a perfect view of her ass for a moment, but I had to pull myself together. I was standing just two meters away from her when I suddenly saw Merle. He walked between us as quietly as he could and slapped (Y/N) hard on the ass. Before she could turn around, however, he had disappeared again and (Y/N) was now staring at me.

Unknowingly, I stared after Merle for a moment before looking at her. Her look made me pause, all the color in my face disappeared and I only now checked what had just happened. Merle had slapped her ass and now it looked, to her, like I had slapped her ass. “Daryl?” She just said confused. I looked at her uncertainly, like a child who wanted to ask an adult something but didn't dare. She still looked at me confused, although I didn't see a trace of anger in her eyes. “You need something…?” When she asked me this, I shrugged together and realized why I wanted to go to her in the first place. And now my entire face turned bright red and I could now feel Lori's gaze on me. She looked at me confused, just as did (Y/N). “N-nah��� s-sorry…” And with those words I walked away from her. In my head, I planned to stay in the forest for several days until this situation might calm down.

As I went to my tent to get my crossbow, I saw Merle staring at his hand. It was the hand he had used to spank (Y/N)'s ass. Merle had a satisfied grin on his lips before he looked at me. "And? Does she have a wish for the food?” His innocent question got on my last nerve, but I decided to just ignore him and disappear into the forest. Merle just laughed loudly before following me.

PoV (Y/N):

I looked after Daryl confused, I could still feel the stinging on my butt cheek. My eyebrows furrowed a little, but I slowly turned back around to pick up the basket to get the next load of laundry. “Is everything okay, (Y/N)?” I heard Lori ask. I jumped and looked at her with wide eyes, completely forgetting she was still here. So I gave her a quick little smile before nodding and then walking away.

However, nothing seemed to fit together in my head. Of course, I had noticed that Daryl stared at me sometimes and that he had trouble being alone with me, but I never expected him to slap my ass. A strange tingling sensation formed in my chest, but I ignored it and instead picked up the next load of laundry.

<Time Skip>

The sun was slowly setting and the temperature dropped a little, but still not enough. It was incredibly warm and sleeping naked or just in underwear these days was too dangerous. With the apocalypse, however, things changed and many things could no longer be done. And showering or bathing was one of those things. It wasn't that I really needed to wash, but I was longing for some grooming after a month of going without.

So I grabbed a few clean clothes, two towels and thick socks before I went to this huge pond. The water was pleasantly cool, clean and no walkers would come because I had searched this area twice today. The water shone in the moonlight and I was already smiling slightly.

I put my clean clothes on a stone before I started to take off my dirty clothes. It was risky because someone could see me at any time, but I hurried so that my body was quickly in the water. I also checked again to see if anyone in my small group was nearby. Since no one was there, the cool water greeted me very quickly and I sighed quietly. I briefly submerged myself completely so that my hair would get wet too. I gently massaged my scalp and body to rub away all the dirt.

PoV Daryl:

The world really wasn't on my side today. On a day when I wanted to stay in the forest for a long time, Merle and I found a deer and three rabbits. Merle had already brought the animals to camp and then gone to sleep, but I didn't want to lie down yet. I wandered around in the forest for a while, kicking some stones around and looking around. But suddenly I heard a loud splash, as if someone had gone into the water. I immediately raised my crossbow and I slowly moved towards the pond, which was right next to our camp.

I slowly walked through the trees until I suddenly tripped over something. I looked down in confusion before kneeling down and picking up the strange material. But as soon as I realized what material it was, I turned bright red and held my breath. It was a bra and not just any bra. No, it was (Y/N)´s bra, I sometimes saw the straps on her shoulders, through her top or when she bent over slightly. So I immediately looked around to see her, maybe something had happened to her, maybe she was kidnapped or someone forced her to take off her clothes. But when I looked into the pond, I turned even redder. She stood there, naked and wet. She was in the water up to her cleavage, but I could see the slight hint of her breasts. I saw her side perfectly, her fingers running through her wet hair.

Even if it was wrong, I hid a little more behind the tree, but only so that I still had a perfect view of her. It became incredibly tight in my pants and I had the uncomfortable need to touch myself again. She looked around briefly, which is why I hid completely behind the tree. I even held my breath. After a few seconds I looked back at her and my eyes widened more. (Y/N) had stood up and was now letting her hands slide over her perfect breasts. Her nipples had become a little hard from the cold water. My cock was throbbing incredibly hard, it was already painful.

Just as I was about to reach for the bulge in my pants, I stepped on a branch and it cracked far too loudly. I immediately squeezed my eyes shut, hoping (Y/N) hadn't heard. But I was wrong. "Hello?"

PoV (Y/N):

I heard a branch snap, which made me immediately go under the water again. I stayed quiet for a moment to hear any grumbling or growling noises, but I heard nothing. So it was a human. Fuck and right now I didn't have my knife in the water with me. "Hello?" I called out in the direction from which I heard the noise. There was a moment of silence before someone stepped out from behind the tree. It was Daryl and he raised his arms innocently, slowly lowering his crossbow to the ground. My cheeks immediately turn bright red, but my shoulders relaxed. I sighed quietly before standing up again, more unconsciously than consciously. “Daryl-?” Before I could say or ask anything else, the archer interrupted me. “I-I can explain tha’…” He murmured quietly, his face bright red.

It didn't fit together again. First he slapped my ass and then he watched me how I take a bath? Or were these all just coincidences? So I looked at him waiting, but I was too far away from him. We would have to talk too loudly and probably wake everyone up. So I crossed my arms over my chest so he could barely see them and I stepped more out of the water. I came out until the water only covered my waist and everything below. I could tell Daryl wanted to sink into the ground. "Yeah?… I'm waiting…" Although I didn't want to push him, I did want to get this all over with as quickly as possible. "I-I… I was… huntin' and then I saw ya… I'm sorry…" He didn't lie. Daryl wasn't the type of guy who liked lying, nor was he good at it. So I smiled slightly before relaxing a little more.

Daryl was attractive, I really had to say that. His arms, his blue, intense eyes and his physique in general always attracted me. Sometimes I felt really honored that he was staring after me. So I took a risk. “You wanna join?” My question immediately made him look up, but he immediately closed his eyes when he saw my naked body. I really had to hold back a chuckle, he was really cute. I slowly walked closer to him until I was completely in front of him. I gently grabbed his hand and I gently pulled him towards the water. “Come on… We can talk a little bit…” I then suggested. Daryl just grumbled under his breath before turning away and unbuckling his belt. I bit my bottom lip briefly before turning around and slowly walking into the water. I went low again until my breasts were now hidden again by the water before turning around and looking at Daryl.

He was now up to his stomach in the water, but he kept his top on. I looked at him briefly, confused but also amused, but I decided not to ask him. As he stood in front of me, his eyes wandered everywhere. To my eyes, to my shoulders, to my collarbone, to my lips, to my cleavage and then back to my eyes.

“Soo… why exactly did you slapped my ass?” I then asked teasingly. The tips of his ears now turned bright red and he cleared his throat quietly. His gaze shifted to the side and he took a few deep breaths. "Tha'… wasn't me tho… 'was ma brother…" He then admitted quietly. I tilted my head slightly to the side in amusement and I smiled softly at him. It was kind of clear to me that Daryl hadn't slap me on the ass, but I wanted to hear it from his mouth again. “And…why were you spying on me?” He shrugged again and looked down at the water.

I came a little closer to him so that my breasts were now pressed against his chest and he then looked deep into my eyes. His blue eyes lit up briefly and I could have sworn I felt his cock against my thigh. But I didn't mention it. Not yet. "I-I was… huntin'… just as I said…" Giggling, I placed my hand gently on his cheek and stood slightly on my tiptoes so that I was closer to him. With my other hand I grabbed his wrist and I put his hand on my hip. His other hand followed automatically and now he held my hips. “It’s okay… but next time just ask if you could join me, alright?” My suggestion made him gulp.

I looked briefly at his lips before looking back into his eyes. My hands went to his shoulders and I pulled myself up slightly until I could wrap my legs around his waist. Now his shaft was pressing against my pussy and I moaned softly before I came closer and closer to him. Daryl took a short, sharp breath before looking uncertainly into my eyes. “W-wha’ are ya doin’…?” He asked me uncertainly. He looked excited, almost afraid, but your grip on my waist pulled me a little closer to him. My eyes sparkled briefly with excitement. “I just want to spend some time with you… you don’t have to…” I whispered again quietly to confirm that he really wanted all of this. When the archer shook his head slightly and then nervously licked his bottom lip, I grinned wider and then pressed my lips gently against his.

The younger Dixon growled briefly before returning my kiss sloppily. I wrapped my arms around his neck and continued to grind my pussy against his shaft. A strangled groan escaped him and his grip around my hips tightened. “You’re so hard…” I giggled softly against his lips before placing my hand on his cheek. "'m sorry… 'm jus'…" Before he could say anything else, I kissed him gently again. “Don’t apologize… I like it…” I then purred softly against his lips. Swallowing hard, he nodded briefly before I reached down between us and gently grabbed his shaft. Daryl immediately gasped quietly and he also looked down. I bit my lower lip lightly, while I rubbed the head of his penis between my folds until it hit my entrance.

“You want that…?” I asked, just to be sure. The archer nodded again and he pushed me down slightly until his tip was inside me. I immediately inhaled sharply and pressed my face into his shoulder. I already knew that I had to stop myself from screaming. I lowered myself deeper and deeper onto him until he filled me completely. His pubic hair tickled my clit slightly, but as I pressed myself harder against him, I felt his abdomen against my sensitive skin. Without realizing it, I had bitten his top and narrowed my eyes. Even though I tensed incredibly hard, a loud whimper escaped me and I was breathing heavily.

“Ya okay…?” I heard Daryl ask quietly. I felt his rapid heartbeat against my bare chest and his breathing was incredibly fast. I wondered if this was Daryl's first time, but I immediately shook the question out of my head. “Y-yeah… It’s just… I haven’t fucked with anyone in a long time…” I then admitted quietly, which only made Daryl grumble. His one hand went to my ass and he massaged it gently. The touch immediately made me tremble and I felt him lift me up a little, only to immediately press me back against his pelvis. “Fuck, woman… ya’r so tight…~” He growled softly against my skin. Whimpering, I clutched at his top and quickly realized that it was bothering me. So I tugged on it gently, but right after I did, he bit my neck hard. Squeaking loudly, I tensed up. He lifted my pelvis faster and faster. "No…~" Was all he growled.

I understood what he meant, but I whimpered loudly. “Daryl, please…! Faster~…” My lips found his neck and I covered his skin with gentle but passionate kisses. He listened to my request and moved my pelvis against his faster and faster, the water around us sloshing around wildly. With my eyes closed, I enjoyed the feeling while placing thick hickeys on his neck. “God, ya feel so good~…” Daryl's deep voice made me tremble for a moment before I moaned softly into his ear. I kept whimpering or moaning his name, making him twitch. His cock twitched and throbbed more and more and the tip of it constantly brushed against my special spot. A tingling sensation spread through my stomach and I breathed faster and faster.

I leaned away from him so I could look Daryl in the eyes. His blue eyes looked deep into mine, his pupils were much wider so that you could barely see his blue irises. He bit his bottom lip hard and looked closely at my features. I had my eyebrows furrowed slightly and my mouth open in an 'O' shape, my eyes staring deep into his. “Fuck, why haven’t you ever spoken to me?” "'Was afraid… god, ya're just so pretty…" He lowered his head and moved me much faster now, my clit rubbing over his shaft again and again.

His sweet words sent a chill through me and I had great difficulty suppressing my voice. My inner walls hugged his shaft much tighter and they sucked him greedily, which only made the archer moan loudly. His gaze went to my bare breasts, which were bouncing up and down due to the movements. Water slowly ran down my breasts and my nipples became hard. Suddenly he pushed my upper body closer to him and he sucked greedily on my nipple. I immediately gasped loudly and grabbed his short, dark blonde hair tightly. “God, Daryl~…! Yes, just like that~!” My words made him growl and he twitched again inside me.

He flicked his tongue over my nipple and moved his pelvis slightly against mine. “Ya’re driving me crazy, woman~…” I had to grin, but another loud gasp escaped me as I felt myself getting closer and closer to my orgasm. “I’m cumming~…!” I whimpered loudly. Daryl growled briefly before letting go of one breast and moving to the next. As his lips wrapped around my nipple, he sucked hard again and I arched my back. "Fuck, Daryl~!" With his name on my lips, I came around him and I gripped his top tightly.

Daryl immediately growled loudly and pulled out of me. In the same second he shot his sperm into the water and he moaned my name. I was still in his arms, my pussy still throbbing but calming down a bit before Daryl slowly carried me out of the water. Once we got out of the water, he put me on the ground to put his pants on himself. I could briefly see his cute ass and a grin crept onto my lips. “Cute butt…” “Shuddup…” He must have been embarrassed. Once the archer was properly dressed again, he helped me get dressed and then picked me up bridal style. I just wrapped my arms loosely around his neck. “Do you wanna sleep in my tent?” I then asked him quietly as his footsteps led us to my tent. Daryl seemed to think for a moment before looking at me. "If ya want…" “I wouldn’t ask you if I never wanted that…”

Daryl snorted briefly and a slight grin briefly appeared on his lips. He then let me down to the ground in front of my tent and opened the tent. I quickly climbed in and then looked back at Daryl. “'m gonna get some clothes… gonna be back again…” And with those words he disappeared briefly. Smiling, I closed the tent slightly before lying down in my tent bed. I looked patiently at the tent door until Daryl opened it again and walked in to me. He had new clothes on. “Ya tired?” "Yeah… a little… you fucked me good." I teased him.

The archer looked away briefly, a visible blush forming on his cheeks. "Tha´ was nothin´, hun..." Giggling, I then moved to the side a little to give him some space. He very hesitantly climbed into the tent bed and wrapped his arm around my waist. “Well… was tha’ now jus’ a one-night stand or…?” Before he could continue, I pressed my lips to his. "No… I love you, Daryl…" He snorted briefly in amusement before kissing my lips gently. Even though he didn't respond to my words, I saw in his eyes that he loved me too. And that's how we fell asleep. With the knowledge that we loved each other and cuddled together too.

[goldenwilliamson]

salty skin | lucy bronze

a/n: this is my first woso anything on here... pls send requests to my ask box if you have any xxx

pairing: lucy bronze x lioness!reader

summary: reader and lucy are in australia for the world cup, pure fluff

word count: 881

Being in Australia for the World Cup was nothing less than a dream come true. Not only were you getting to represent England, but it also meant you and Lucy got to spend some time together. Playing in different Leagues means you spend most of the year apart, so you were both feeling very grateful to be back playing together.

You'd woken up before Lucy did, feeling the incomparable comfort of being held in her arms. Being able to room together was another perk of National Camps. You'd made a promise to yourself that you would go for a swim at sunrise, so you carefully slipped out of Lucy's grasp, instantly missing the warmth of her body.

Slowly and quietly, you made your way around the hotel room, slipping a bikini on under your trackies and puffer and grabbing a spare towel from the bathroom. You grabbed your key card and phone and softly shut the door behind you. The beach was incredibly beautiful, despite it being the middle of Australian winter. It seemed like a few other girls had the same idea as you did, because you bumped into Ella, Alessia, and Lotte as you made your way down onto the sand.

"Up for sunrise?" You asked them.

"Hey!" They all said excitedly, not having spotted you.

"Lucy didn't want to come down?" Lotte asked sweetly.

"No, she was sound asleep, I didn't want to wake her," you explained.

You started unzipping your puffer jacket and pulling off you tracksuit pants, much to the surprise of the three other girls.

"You're not going in are you?" Alessia scoffed.

"Of course I am, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity Less," you smiled as you began to slowly jog down to the shoreline. The water was a bit of a shock to the system, but it felt amazing. A cold plunge was actually what you felt you needed after the gruelling nature of tournament play.

You didn't stay in for too long, just long enough to get used to the temperature, and then you hopped back out. The girls on the sand shook their heads at you as you approached them with a smile on your face.

"It's lovely in there," you told them as you picked up your towel and started drying off.

"You're braver than I am," Tooney said, making you laugh as you pulled your jacket back around your body.

"Alright, I'm gonna go get myself a coffee now," you bid the girls farewell and went back to the hotel. You made two coffees at the coffee machine, anticipating Lucy would be up soon. She was usually the early riser out of the two of you.

And you were right, because as you tried your best to quietly push the hotel room door open Lucy informed you she was awake, "I'm up, don't worry."

"Morning," you smiled at the sight of Lucy tucked into the crisp white bed sheets. She set her phone down on the bedside table as you sat down on the bed, handing her the second coffee.

"You're amazing," Lucy said appreciatively.

"How long have you been awake?" You ask, admiring how soft your girlfriend looks when she's just woken up and her huskier morning voice.

"Since you left," she says.

"Oh, sorry," you apologise, thinking you'd been able to leave without waking her.

"It's alright," she shakes her head, smiling at you. She always takes the piss out of you for how you can tend to apologise for things that you don't need to say sorry for. This usually ends up in you apologising for apologising and Lucy in fits of laughter at your chronic kindness.

"Did you go for a swim?" Lucy asks surprisedly as she reaches out to drag her fingers through your wet hair.

"I did!" You said proudly.

"Was it cold?" She asks.

You nod, "Like an ice bath."

"You're insane," she says.

"Mmm, I am," you hum, leaning in towards Lucy to give her a kiss, "But you love me anyway."

"I do," Lucy says contentedly.

You shiver for a second and Lucy furrows her brows together.

"I'm gonna run a warm shower for you. You'll get sick if you sit here all cold," she tells you, immediately stepping out of bed and going to the bathroom. Your heart swells at the gesture and you follow her to the bathroom, tearing away your jacket and letting it fall on the floor on the way.

You stand there in your trackies and bikini top as Lucy checks the temperature of the water with her hands.

"Thank you," you say appreciatively, never feeling so loved by such a simple act in your life.

Lucy steps towards you, planting a kiss on your forehead in response.

"Huh," she steps back, smirking.

"What?" You ask.

"Your skins all salty, so Australian," she laughs.

"God I need a rinse," you say, stripping away the rest of the clothes.

As you step under the warmth of the water, Lucy rests against vanity, trying to make conversation about the day ahead.

"You'll have to come in here Luce, I can't hear you over the water," you say, a thinly veiled request for something more.

Lucy scoffs, knowing what you're really looking for, "If you insist."

[zenxvii]

character: go kyung-jun x fem!reader

kdrama: night has come

!!: thoughts are in italics

🫶🏻: childhood friends, protective go kyung-jun, friends to lovers

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y/n had just got out of her room walking around the halls. She wanted to get out of this hellhole as soon as se could, she couldn’t bear to see anymore of her classmates die.

Passing by rooms she knew where se exactly wanted to go. She had walked towards the cafe in the building not knowing all the trouble inside it.

- y/n pov

I had wandered through the halls and got closer to to the cafe. I heard lots of voices from there so I quickened my steps. There was lot of people standing there and in the middle there was Hyun-Ho fighting with Kyung-Jun.

“What the fuck is going on.” I whispered to myself noticing it didn’t catch anyones ears.

Kyung-Jun had roughly pushed Hyun-Ho and he slammed against the wall. “Alright! Isn’t this enough now!” I said strongly and went to push Kyung-Jun away from the other man.

“You stay here.” I told him and went to help Hyun-Ho up. “You okay?” I asked him as I helped him up. He nodded at me and gave me a smile.

I could feel Kyung-Juns burning a hole onto me head, but I didn’t mind it. “I don’t get it. Why do you guys have to fight at a time like this.” I breathed out and shook my head.

“y/n’s right.” Our class president agreed with me. “We should go now.” He continued and mentioned that we should go downstairs and meet everyone in there.

I watched them leave and Kyung-Jun slumped on a chair and kicked the table. I sighed and exited the cafe and went to a girls bathroom to look for a medkit.

Once I returned to the cafe I saw Jin-ha and Seung-Bin also sitting around the table. “You idiots.” I said and their gazes turned to me. I sat on a chair next to Kyung-Jun and gently pulled his chin between my fingers.

“Why do you start fights.” I asked him and started to clean his wounds. He didn’t answer but hissed each time the wound pained him. I just sighed and cleaned his wounds.

After cleaning his wounds I turned to Jin-Ha who was on next chair next to me. “Head this way.” I told him and he turned his head to me. I started to clean his wounds but then someone yanked my hand back.

“He can clean his own wounds.” Kyung-Jun told me but I didn’t listen and yanked my hand back. “Don’t get in my nerves now. I bet you guy started the fight but let me help out a little.” I said and turned my attention back to Jin-ha.

I don’t get why was Kyung-Jun like this. When we were young he wasn’t violent he was kind. I miss the old him who wouldn’t just throw fists around. But I do love this Kyung-Jun, he treats me well. I’ve tried to told him to stop fighting but he still hasn’t, maybe someday.

Kyung-Jun had stayed silent as I cleaned the duo’s wounds. “All done. Now stop doing unnecessary shit like this, you’ll just draw suspicious to your way.” I said and shook my head and the trio just stayed silent not matching my gaze.

“Let’s go then.” I told then and got up. Jin-Ha and Seung-Bin got up as well but Kyung-Jun just sat there. “You two go ahead.” He told them and they just obeyed and left. Leaving me and my cranky boyfriend in the cafe.

“What is-“ “Do you love me?” I started to ask but got cut off by Kyung-Juns question. Do I love him? Of course I do.

“Of course I do. You know it.” I told him snd walked up to him. “It didn’t seem so.” He said and made eye contact. “What do you mean “it didn’t seen so’” I quoted him “Why did you go at Hyun-Ho first when I’m your loved.” He said and that’s when I knew what was up.

“Are you jealous?” I teased him and he sighed. “Of course. That jock freak has liked you for a long time now.” He said face turning into anger. Huhhh?? Hyun-Ho likes me?? Well damn.

“We both know I only love you.” I said and sat down next to him taking his hand onto mine and squeezing it a bit. “I love you.” I told him again.

He gave me s faint smile before standing up and pulling me into a hug. “I’ll make sure we get both out of here. Together.” He reassured me. And I nodded to his chest.

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Few nights later

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We were at a swimming pool looking around. I felt like it was pointless but I didn’t give up, I believed Yoon-Seo she was one of my best friends.

I was all the way back almost other side of the room and I heard people talking bit then I thought I saw something in the water.

I crouched down and tried to look again, but I couldn’t see anything anymore. Weird. I tried to look around with my hand and putted it in the water moving it around a bit.

Nothing. I started to get up but then felt a strong tug and I was face first in the water. I gasped and water filled my lungs as I tried to swim back to the surface. I got back to the surface and started coughing and saw Kyung-Jun and everyone else running to the side I was on.

“y/n!” He screamed as he reached me and extended his hand. “I’m okay..” I said and tried to grab his hand but then something tugged me again and I was underwater unable to swim back up.

I heard a splash and felt arms wrap around but my vision was blurry. I gasped for air when I was back up and started coughing hard.

I was in Kyung-Juns arms and Jun-Ha pulled me up as Kyung-Jun tried to lift me. I got on the floor still coughing and people gathered around me. Kyung-Jun basically jumped out of water and came to me.

“What happened?!”

“Are you alright!”

I was getting bombed with questions. “I..” I tried to speak but nothing came out. “Shut up!” Kyung-Jun shouted at everyone l. “Leave her be. She needs to rest!” He said and picked me up in a bridal style and started walk away.

“Message the plan then. Now I’m taking care of my woman.” He said and walked away leaving everyone behind.

He took me to a room and wrapped a towel around me. “I thought I was gonna die.” I told him and felt tears starting to form. “But you’re not. I don’t know what happened but from bow on I’ll protect you always.” He said and wrapped his arms around me.

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End🙏🏻

What did tug y/n😨 Could it be the ghost..🥶

[challenger-fan-club]

Patrick makes Art jealous that he gets to fuck you. ((inspired by @poppy-metal ))

It's smut, it's always Patrick Zweig smut. ((I couldn't stop myself and now Art also touches himself thinking about it.))

"She loves it, I'm telling you, she can't stop begging for me." He smirks at Art, watching him taking a sip of beer. Art is looking at you and he rolls his eyes. He watches you talking to other people at the party. It's not believable. It's not the most reliable source in fairness, Patrick is always exaggerating these kind of stories and Art never believes his bullshit. He watches you take a sip of your drink before watching you straighten your dress. He noticed the skirt of your dress rising up slightly but tried not to linger on it for too long. He snapped his eyes back to Patrick. "Cmon Pat, I don't want to know." He shrugged his shoulders and took another sip. Patrick couldn't help but smirk. "I know you do. I'm telling you, the sex is so fucking good, I'll let her fuck me with a racket." Art laughs a little and rolled his eyes at him. He watched you. For Art, you looked angelic, sweet, innocent. Patrick looks at you differently. He looks at you like he's ready to devour you. And you knew he could.

You looked at Patrick and bit your lip a little. Knowing what he can do, knowing what you do together. Art hit Patrick. "Cmon, she's not like that, look at her, shes sweet." Patrick screwed up his face. "oh no she's not. She's such a little whore, it's not just the quiet ones." He smiled thinking about you. Art scoffs at Patricks words. "You're so full of shit." Art hit his stomach again. "You need me to prove it Art?" He was pulling out his phone out his pocket. Art took another few sips of his drink and takes a seat and Patrick sits a little bit closer to him.

Art heard moans coming from Patricks phone as he offers it to him. a host of "fuck, oh god, Patrick, please, harder." Arts eyes are fixated on the phone. He sees you on your back, fully naked, your tits bouncing up and down. Art then sees that Patrick is inside you, he stops himself from actually moaning at the sight. He can't believe that Patricks showing this. He sees Patrick smack your face, moan and beg for more. He hears Patrick say "Calm down, I'll let you cum when I'm ready." The volume is low but he can hear all of the moans, all of the begging. Patrick telling you to take it and tell him how good he feels. Art feels like he has been staring at the screen for hours. They're in public, he shouldn't be seeing this. He knows that this isn't what he should be looking at, he definitely knows that he listening to. He feels sick watching this but he doesn't look away. The screen is pulled away from him, his mouth still slightly open. "Told ya." Patrick smiles watching Arts face all flush. He knows it got Art all worked up. He can't wait to tell you. Art can't speak. He can't even look at Patrick right now, knowing how hard he is after seeing the sight of the two of you. Patrick notices his shift, trying to readjust. "Need another drink?" He smiled as Art shook his head. Patrick walked away and put an Art around you, asking if you need another drink. Art quietly panting trying to calm himself down as quickly as he can. Art watched as Patrick kissed you, running his hands over your back and grabbing your ass a little, making your dress rise again. Art stops himself again for moaning and tries to keep himself from getting worked up again.

Patrick gets a drink and returns to you. "You good man?" He hits Arts arms a little. "yeaah, yeah, it's just getting late." Art is already making excuses. He needs to go home. Patrick knows Art too well, he knows hes still thinking about the video, he knows he wants to go touch himself watching the video. Patrick toys with the idea of sending it to him, to really torture him but he knows you wouldn't really want that. It makes it so much hotter for Patrick knowing how much Art wants you, that he gets to win over and over again. "yeah, well thanks for coming." He smiles and holds back his smirk. Patrick cannot wait to tell you everything, as soon as he gets into the bedroom.

Art leaves as quickly as he can, swipes his card to his hotel and lays on the bed. He lays back and he sighs on the bed. He was finally alone. He unzipped himself and slipped his hand in his underwear. He groaned as he finally relieved the ache since he saw the video. With each slow stroke, it released the painful ache as the images of the video flashed in his mind. He relived every single moan and swear that left you and Patricks mouth. He was so worked up, he wimpered and pleasure filled him. He wished he was there in that moment, he wished he was sharing you, or sharing him or even just being in the room, watching the two of you, would be enough for Art, he just needed it. His body was shaking now as he crawled towards an orgasm. He had to bite his lip to stop him groaning. He pulled his t-shirt up as he edged towards a climax. His mind flashed back to when he heard Patrick say 'I'll let you cum when I'm ready' and he groaned. It was too much for himself as he spilled all over his own stomach. He was panting and grunting as the frustration left his body. He's more desperate for you now more than ever.

[sturnwritess]

Hot feeling

warnings: smut. smutty smut/ (p in v), creampies,dom!chris, sub!reader, (pet names), choking, praising, just a tiny bit of angst, drinking and weed.

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\Your friend Zoey was a huge influencer she knew almost about everyone, tonight there was going to be a party. She invited me to the party, we both knew each other since middle school. I watched her grow in fame and nonetheless I was very proud of her.

The party is at 9:00 and I decided to borrow something from Zoey, she had this short mini skirt that she let me borrow. I also borrowed her black top that hanged off my shoulder, and i put my favorite pair of heels on. We took her car because she hadn't planned on drinking tonight.

We got to the party it was about a thirty-minute drive, when we got there my skirt was already up riding my ass. I was easy to fix it, I already regret wearing this skirt.

We walked in behind other people; this house was huge, and music was already blasting. I told Zoey that I was going to the drink stand, The stand had almost everything, I went straight to the Tito's, and I poured three shots for myself.

At the corner of my eye I see someone, I knew his name was Chris Sturniolo a guy who immediately cut me off due to his fame. We were friends with benefits for a while until we got close and started dating for a while, that was before his fame.

As he made his way towards me, I he tried to go another direction to avoid him. He caught my wrist and tried telling me something, but I simply ignored and escaped his grab on me.

As I made my way some guys were whispering about me and giving me looks, I wondered what was happening and immediately tried going to her friend Zoey.

As I made my way to Zoey, I asked her why everyone was whispering, I turned around and Zoey gasped and fixed my skirt. Turns out my skirt was up riding just like earlier, as y/n sighed of embarrassment.

I realized that Chris was going to tell me that, I told Zoey that I would be right back to go and find Chris. As I searched the house, I found a set of familiar eyes. It seems as if Chris was searching for mine too. As I made my way to Chris, I immediately started apologizing for not giving him a chance to speak.

"Hey Chris" you say, "hey y/n" he says sighing. "Look I wanted to apologize for not letting you speak earlier, I was acting like a child in that moment." you say. "it's fine y/n I get that you wouldn't want to talk to me after everything." he says.

As you sit in an awkward silence you decide to break saying "I just wanted to apologize I get you were trying to tell me my skirt was riding up." you say awkwardly, "oh its fine" he says laughing. "You're still wearing that pair from that night huh?" he says with a smirk, you hit his arm playfully. "Chrissss enough" you say.

The color violet plays reminding you of the night you and Chris smoked a blunt with him, as your thinking of that memory Chris pulls out a joint from his pocket saying, "want to recreate that memory ma?" making you press your thighs together. That night also was the same night you lost your virginity to Chris.

As he held the lighter to his joint that was currently pressed to his lips he gave you a look, the same look from that night. As the joint got passed around between you two, you felt the high kick in making your eyes red and tired.

You knew Chris felt the same way not to mention you both were horny. As you sat up, he had a confused expression on his face. That once ended as you held out your hand leading him to the stairs.

As you took his hand leading him up the stairs, your skirt was up riding once again letting Chris have a view of your laced white panties. As you got upstairs you went into the bathroom letting Chris follow behind you, as he shut the bathroom door and locked it your lips smashed his. He slipped in his tongue fighting for dominance, he instantly won.

As you sat on the sink Chris came in between your legs kissing down from your neck to your tits, leaving marks all over the place. He asked you "are you sure you want this baby?" you nod. "Words baby" he says "please Chris" you say with pleading eyes.

You take off your shirt revealing your white laced bra, "perfect tits as usual ma" trailing his hands over you. You try taking off his pants "tsk so needy baby, did I say you could take my pants off?" he says with a smirk, "no Chris you didn't" you say looking down. He brings your face back looking up to him "baby look at me when I'm talking to you or I'm just going to get off and make you watch, okay?" he says and you nod.

He slides his hands up your skirt, making circles on your thigh making you gasp. He chuckles while sliding his hands closer to your heat, making you moan as if he's already touching your throbbing clit. As he makes his way to your slick folds, he slides underneath your panties pushing his two fingers in with no warning. Making you gasp into his ear making a dirty smirk cross his face, he plunges his fingers in and out of you making you grab his bicep.

He goes at a fast pace, as you try to close your legs, he pushes them back open. He goes at an incredibly faster pace, you're moaning and squirming under him. You moan and close your eyes, as you do that he immediately stops.

You open your eyes whining "baby you are going to open your eyes as I fuck you." he says with his eyes filled with lust. you nod and keep your eyes opened as he keeps going "good girl" he says.

You're clenching around his fingers and squeezing his bicep harder, he knows your close "c-chris I'm s-so close" you say panting "I know baby, be a good girl and make a mess on my fingers." That sends you over the edge, you moan his name and stuffed your head in the crook of his neck. As you cum all over his finger he brings them up to your mouth and you suck on his fingers, he smashes his lips with yours tasting you.

He pulls down his boxers and his pants letting his cock spring free, slapping his happy trail. You drool over the sighting of his red tip leaking precum. As he gets closer to you, he arches your back and spreads your legs open again. He puts his tip into your hole making you wince, he looks up to you.

He cups your face as he slams into you, making you scream. You slap your hand over your mouth as he goes at a slow pace making your eyes furrow. As you give him the nod to go faster, he goes at an impeccable speed.

"Shit you're so tight baby, I can't last long with you clenching around me like this" he says while groaning. You look up to him letting you know your close "baby I know your close, good thing I'm close too." "Fuck c-chris I'm gonna cum!" you say while moaning. "shit shit shit." he says, his thrusts are getting sloppier, and you know he's close.

As he cums inside of you, he pulls out and. He sees his cum trying to fall out, but he stuffs his fingers inside of you making you gasp, He smirks knowing your sensitive. As he takes his fingers out, he pulls a wash rag from the towel rack and wets it with warm water. He cleans you up and pulls your panties and skirt back on.

As he's pulling his boxers and pants back on, he gives you a kiss on the cheek and pulls out his phone "here's my new phone number ma" he says "thanks chris for everything" you say out of breath "of course y/n, anything for you" he says while chuckling.

As you get off the sink your legs start to wobble but chris catches you and holds his hand on your back, as you unlock the door and go downstairs. Zoey sees you two walking down and offers to drive you home, Chris says he will drive you home and told her not to worry.

She sees your messy makeup and your skirt uneven, she looks at you with a grin and doesn't even bother. Chris carries you to his car and drives you home with his hand on your thigh.

The color violet starts playing and he looks at you making you shake your head no. He laughs and drives you to his place, once he gets you to his place he picks you up and walks up the driveway and unlocks the front door.

He walks up the stairs going to his room and placing you on his bed, he kisses your forehead goodnight and puts the cover over you. He gets makeup wipes from Madi's makeup bag and wipes your makeup off.

He takes off his shirt and puts on grey sweats, he takes your skirt off, putting on his fresh love sweatpants on you and putting one of his shirts over your shirt. He turns off his lamp light and goes crawls into bed with you and falls asleep to lil skies on his tv.

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─── 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 - 𝐜.𝐟 : 𝐈𝐕

Summary: Being Belly & Steven’s older sibling has it’s pros and cons. protecting them and taking care of them is a must, but do you really have to put their feelings first instead of your own?

Prev ; Next || Conrad Fisher x fem!reader || My blog

Warnings: fighting, angst, yelling, accusations, swearing, crying, panic attack. JUST MOSTLY ANGST (lmk if i missed anything!)

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It was the morning after the movie night. I woke up and realized that I wasn’t in my own bedroom, I was in Conrads. He might’ve carried me up here instead of my room. I tried to wake myself up so that I can get out of this room immediately.

I got out of the covers looking at the clock — it was already 11 in the morning so I went on and immediately walked to the door but as I open it I saw Belly — she was outside of Conrad’s room waiting — probably didn’t know that he was gone. She was surprised — shocked, betrayed seeing me there.

She looked at me, her brows furrowed. She chuckled sarcastically and scoffed, “Wow Y/N. Goodmorning to you, too.” she said, turning her back on me — running towards the stairs.

I panicked, she must’ve thought wrong “It’s not what it looks like Bells!” I yelled at her, trying to catch up to her. I messed up. I shouldn’t have let myself sleep on Conrad.

“Yeah?! that’s what they always say! You came out of Conrad’s room, Y/N!” Belly turned to me, she was at the end of the stairs — I saw Steven come in the view “Why were you in Conrad’s room? and where the fuck is Conrad?” Steven asked, looking at me — confused too.

I understand that she’s hurt, she probably felt betrayed. “I was in Conrad’s room but nothing happened! It’s not like that, will you just let me explain?!” I told Belly — walking down the stairs — we were in the living room now. She probably thought that I was a traitor. “You guys, why are you yelling? what is happening?” Mom asked, Susannah right behind her — her face filled with worry.

“I saw Y/N come out of Conrad’s room” Belly said looking down at her feet, crossing her arms. Jeremiah came into the view — walking towards me, standing by my side. “What do you mean you came out of his room? why were you there Y/N?” Mom looked at me, her brows furrowed.

“I woke up then I was just there, he might’ve carried me last night or something. I swear nothing else happened, Mom.” I told them, my face was still filled with worry. “Bullshit!” Belly yelled at me — she walked towards me and looked at me in the eyes.

“Belly, don’t scream at your sister like that!” Mom said, walking towards Belly — pulling her away from me before anything bad happens. I felt Susannah come up behind me — she held my hand guiding me away from Belly. “You know you could’ve just told me that you like Conrad. I can’t believe you Y/N, after me and Conrad kissed this is what you’re going to do? You know how much I like him!” Belly yelled again — still caught up on her emotions.

Steven was surprised, even Jeremiah “You and Conrad kissed? Since when?” Steven asked Belly, Belly looked at him — probably shocked about what she said, she didn’t mean to just blurt it all out. Her emotions took over her.

“On our date, we went to the beach after and that’s when we kissed” Belly looked at all of us, “So are you guys together?” Mom asked, smiling. It’s crazy how the mood just changed like that — like she wasn’t about to kill me earlier.

Belly smiled — trying to contain her giggle. “I guess so? Yeah?” Mom hugged her and said that it was great, Steven also smiled at her. “That’s good news, Bells. Just to clear everything, I don’t like Conrad. He’s all yours.” I told Belly, smiling at her gently. Not wanting to ruin this precious moment that they are having — I turned my back to them and walked towards the kitchen.

I acted like nothing happened — I sat down to eat my breakfast, I heard Susannah ask me “Hey, are you okay?” She said, she went beside me and rubbed my back. “Yeah, I’m happy for Belly. I’m glad that her and Conrad are together. I’m okay, Susannah.” I looked at her with a smile. She looked at me, her eyes filled with worry. “Are you happy because you’re happy or are you happy because your siblings are happy?”

I ask myself the same thing — am I truly happy because I am happy or am I just putting up a front for my siblings, for my mom. I really don’t know.

I looked at Susannah, I started to tear up. “I don’t know, Susannah. I don’t know If I am happy at all, whatever i’m doing is hurting me.” Susannah looked me, she put her hand on my cheek — caressing it. “Oh my special girl. Come here” she pulled me closer and hugged me.

“Thank you for always being here for me Susannah”

“Ofcourse, you’re my special girl” She smiled, her eyes gleamed.

“Promise me you won’t ever leave me” I looked up to her, smiling.

There was silence, it wasn’t an easy question to answer but still she said, “I’ll be by your side, forever. I promise” Susannah hugged me tighter.

I know that the future might do otherwise, thats what the fate is. Right now, I just want to enjoy and cherish my moments with Susannah. Cherish the moment of me being her special girl.

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I was in the living room with Steven, we were playing a game that he pushed me to play because Conrad and Jeremiah wasn’t here so he made me play it with him.

“NOT THERE! there there there, NOOOO GO RIGHT, okay now go left” Steven yelled at me, determined to win. “OH MY FUCKING GOD, SHUT UP STEVEN! you’re stressing me out” I yelled back at him.

After awhile, we had a few rounds and there and then we tied. While Steven was in the kitchen getting some snacks for the both of us — I saw Laurel walking towards me, sitting beside me.

“So, what was that earlier?” Laurel asked — not looking at me, just looking at the screen. “What was what?” I asked, confused.

Laurel looked at me then turned to me. “That thing with Conrad, why were you in his room?”, I looked at her with my brow furrowed, “Mom I was just sleeping there. Remember last night? we were watching a movie? He probably went and carried me up to his room. That’s all, nothing else.” I explained to her.

“You know that him and Belly got something on right? they’re together now.”

“I know that, Mom”

“Then why did you sleep in his room? did something happen to you guys? you know you can tell me everythi-.”

“Mom! I just told you, nothing happened. I thought this conversation was over!” I groaned — she didn’t believe me, it’s like she wasn’t even listening to what I just said. Why was she acussing me of something I didn’t do? she knows that I can’t do this to Belly, I would never.

Mom turned herself away from me, leaning on the couch, “I don’t know why you’re acting so selfish right now. You know how much Belly likes Conrad. So please, don’t take this away from her” she said, crossing her arms.

My brows furrowed, shocked from what she just said, “Selfish? what do you mean selfish? how am I selfish when all I did was sleep in Conrad’s room? that wasn’t even my choice Mom! and I am not taking anything from her! She can have Conrad as much as she wants, I don’t fucking care!”

I yelled at her, frustrated. I didn’t even notice that I was already crying — I would never take anything away from my siblings, I care for them too much to do that.

“Don’t yell at me like that, Y/N. I am still your mother! I’m only saying this because I am worried about you and your sister. I don’t want you guys to fight about this! ” My mom yelled — hurt about how I answered her.

I scoffed, sure she was worried “Well I am sorry mom but… y-you’re hurting me right now. I can’t believe that you just called me selfish, after everything I’ve done? I-I’m sorry, this is too much for me.” I told her, I stood up from the couch then walked towards the door, as I was walking I saw Steven standing there in the kitchen looking at me, I looked back.

As he was about to walk towards me, I shook my head no then continued to walk out of the door. “God mom, you didn’t have to be so harsh to her. She’s going throught a lot of things too you know. She didn’t do anything wrong, you know yourself that she can’t do that to Belly.” Steven said.

“Steven stay out of this.”

“Well I’m sorry but they’re my sisters too, I care about them so I wont stay out of this.” Steven told my mom — mom just looked at him then stood up from the couch and then went back upstairs.

As I reached the beach, I felt my heart tighten. I felt my heart beat so fast — I couldn’t breathe, I just couldn’t. It was so hard for me, I was so hurt. I just saw myself sobbing, crying my emotions out.

How am I the selfish one when all I ever did was let Conrad have the choice, I decided to let him go for Belly. So why am I the selfish one? I was the one who got hurt — I was the one to let go of my feelings and prioritize other’s feelings first.

I tried to walk but it was hard, my knees were buckling. It was so hard to breathe, I need a second. I need to breathe.

“Y/N?” someone yelled. “P-please, just… just go.” I said, still struggling to breathe, tripping a little. I felt the person walk towards me

They grabbed my shoulder gently then they turned me — we were face to face now. I could see their eyes, it was a bit blurry but I immediately knew who it was.“You’re okay, you’re safe with me. Follow me yeah?” he instructed. He guided me to sit with him, we were kneeling in front of each other — face to face.

“Breathe in, breathe out. That’s good, there you go” he said as I followed his breathing. We did that for a minute until I calmed down. My heart was beating at a normal pace, I’m okay now.

He rubbed my back and pulled me closer. He sat down so that I can lean on him. I was now sitting between his legs — my back against his chest. “There you go, you’re okay. I’m here, you’re fine. No one’s gonna hurt you” he said, rubbing my shoulders. I felt myself fall asleep from exhaustion.

I felt safe, I felt secure. Today was exhausting, never expected that my day would end like this. I am just thankful that he’s there for me, because I wouldn’t know what to do if it wasn’t for him.

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Alastor x Fem! Reader {soulmates} Part 5

Synopsis: soulmate AU where you have the same mark on your body as your soulmate, and if your soulmate dies, you die too. Alastor needs to make sure that his soulmate is safe so he can continue his reign - whatever that takes.

Part 5: digging deeper

Part Pilot | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

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I stared at my reflection in the bathroom. I opened my mouth and ran my tongue, which was a little longer than usual, along my sharp teeth. The sharpest ones were my canines that slipped past my lips when resting.

I touched around the base of my horns. The skin was tight near the bottom and paler than the rest of my skin. My horns jutted up, curved down a bit, then back up to a point at the very end. I tried bending them but they were sturdy, even near the tip.

I clicked my claws together then on the counter. It felt strange to have something that felt like elongated nails. I poked my arm until I drew blood, noting how quick it took to do so. My toes also had claws. They weren't as long as my fingers but they were definitely sharper. The skin on my feet felt extremely tough, almost rubbery.

I turned off the light and sat on the cushions by the window. I rested my head on my arm and stared off into the ocean. For the first time in a long while, I tried to think back into my memories.

I was only able to get snippets, though. I could envision myself in small, specific scenes but I couldn't remember anything past my first rounds of fighting. What did my parents look like? Did they give me to the rings? Did someone kill them? Was I born in hell? How much magic did I have and what kind was it?

I had so many unanswered questions.

I met Husker for dinner again. I couldn't stop looking at my claws as I tried to go about normally. Using a fork was new; long nails made it surprisingly difficult. Husker tried not to laugh and I caught him smiling several times.

"Did you know?" I asked him.

"No. Alastor told me he thought you might be a demon but I was skeptical."

"Why?"

"Well it takes effort to have a human appearance yet you always had one when you were asleep or unconscious. Plus you only used Slight magic when we fought."

"So Alastor knew."

"It was more of a theory." The Radio Demon materialized at the end of the table. "No one had ever heard of a human and demon being soulmates." My eyes fell to my plate. I hated looking at him and I hated hearing the word soulmates. "Once you've finished we'll head back to Rosie's."

"Tonight?"

"Yes, tonight.” He almost sounded annoyed. “She wants to unravel your curse as quickly as possible. She said something about it putting a strain on your mind." He touched a pointed claw to his lips. "I'm sure it's nothing."

Husker rolled his eyes and took a gulp of his drink. I offered to help clean the dishes but he refused. Alastor wrapped an arm around my shoulders and practically dragged me outside. I peeled his hand off and walked up to the scorched symbol on the ground. It didn't look like anything I recognized but it was always there.

He pulled me against him by my waist and stuck his cane into the ground. The ground gave way and I held my hair to my neck. We teleported to a different location this time and I soon discovered it was behind Rosie's store. The quiet town had all their indoor lights and radios turned on.

Alastor knocked twice on the glass door before it opened for him. We walked right into the same meeting room as before. Rosie was setting down a hot teapot.

"Welcome back dearies," she curtsied. "Come in come in. I just took this off the stove. You'll love it."

"I have a matter to attend to but I'm sure you'll take good care of my darling," Alastor said. My darling?

"Oh of course. Go off and do your man's work. Us ladies will get to know each other better." She hooked her arm around mine and lead me to the chair again. "I'm sure you've got lots of burning questions." This time I accepted the warm tea. "But I have to warn you sweetheart. This time, when we go back into your memories, it's going to be a lot more dangerous."

"Dangerous how?"

"If you get too wrapped up in the emotions and feelings of your memories, you can get stuck there."

"Stuck? In my own head?"

"I'm afraid so," she sipped on her tea, "When I feel you starting to fall down that rabbit hole, I'll touch your leg to let you know. When you feel me touch you, I need you to reel your emotions back in. Do you think you can do that? If not, there's no shame in waiting for tomorrow.”

"No," I said quickly, "I'll be okay. I can do this."

"I believe you. Now. Let's begin."

She sat beside me on the stool and took my hands in hers. I stared down at my black claws as she asked me to go back in time. I closed my eyes and skipped through my teenage-hood and into my early childhood. I tried to push away the sinking sadness of my first friend's death.

"What did your first master look like?" Rosie asked.

"I know he had white hair. Long, white hair. He always had a scowl on his face and he dragged me around."

"What about your very first fight?"

"I was...I was against another kid. Another girl. She had short brown hair and looked...inhuman."

"Inhuman, how?"

"She...her eyes...they were red and...she just looked insane. Her hair was all matted and she was down on all fours. She was drooling a lot too. I remember she...she ran after me and started clawing and biting my arms. She went for my face and I shoved her off. She chased me in circles around the ring. I can still hear all the men cheering above. They were laughing."

"What did you do?"

"I uh...I grew tired and she eventually caught up to me. She grabbed my foot then went for my face. I don't remember much but I...I remember kicking her off then kicking her head. It bounced off the walls and then she didn't get up after that."

"When did you start to learn how to use magic?"

I paused for a moment. “I…I had a master before him? He…he was the one who taught me. Every so often he would come back during the day and take me into the ring. He showed me how to use it. First it was with wind. He told me to throw sand and dirt in my opponents' faces."

"What else did he teach you?"

"He taught me...how to use my sweat as a weapon...how to pull apart the earth so their foot would get stuck or so that they would trip...he taught me a lot."

"Did you warm up to him?"

"When he was teaching me I was happy. I loved learning how to use my magic. And he praised me all the time when I did well. Eventually he stopped being rough with me. It felt like...like he cared about me."

"But?"

"But..." I felt my heart sink with sadness. "But...he...gave me up...to someone not nice."

"Do you know why?"

"Yeah...he was...apparently just someone who trained children in basic magic then...then sold them off to the highest bidder. I was...I was so angry at him...I thought I was going to make him proud and live to be set free but...but I was nothing to him."

"Very good. Now, what can you tell me about when you first met him? When you first saw his white hair?"

I paused. "I remember...I remember looking up at him. He was such a tall man. I was holding someone's hand but I can't...I can't see their face."

"It's okay, don't push it. Tell me about the hand you're holding. What does it feel like?"

"Soft. But...tough? It's definitely tight."

"Good what about-"

"No. Wait...there was another man with white hair. But his...his was shorter."

"Tell me about him. Where were you?"

"I was...I was in a cage. I was...with someone. I remember seeing him come to the cage often. I was...the person I'm with would always get tense when he did. Why can't I see this person's face?"

"It's okay. Take your time. Tell me what this person is wearing."

"A short sleeve. Her skin is...covered in scars and bruises. She's...she's always stroking my hair."

"What else does she do?"

"She...she hums a lot. There's a small radio in the corner and she hums to it a lot. And...I can feel it in her chest when does. She rocks me back and forth until I fall asleep." I suddenly grew very sad and angry. My hands tightened and my hair on the back of my neck stood up.

"What is it, doll? What's happening?"

"He's...the man...he's wearing a white suite...exactly the color of his hair...and he's yelling with her. They're fighting. There's yelling. He hits her. She's arguing back but not fighting. Why won't she fight?"

"Stay with me dear." She touched my lap. I tried to lower my tense shoulders but it was hard.

"He picked me up and...he closed the door on her. She's screaming. Why is she screaming? Why is he taking me away from her? I can't...I can't reach her. I don't...where is he taking me? I don't want to leave her."

"Enough sweetheart, come back. Come out of the memory." She touched my shoulder this time. "Come back to my store. Come back to this world. It's all just a memory."

"I can't stop crying. Why...is that my mother?"

"Sweetheart, you need to come back. You're going in too deep. Stop the emotions."

"But...I want to see her."

"We'll look next time. We can come back next time but you need to take a break. Come out of the memory. Come back to the store. Blink twice and look up."

I stared at the figure reaching out to me through the bars. I was so close. I just wanted to touch her hand one more time. But it was just a memory. She wasn't really there. She might not even be alive at all.

I blinked twice and looked up to meet Rosie's dark eyes. She let out a huge sigh and patted me on the head. "That was a little too close for comfort."

I felt something brush against my leg. I looked down to see a black tail that ran all the way to my back. I stood up and spun around in an effort to look at it. I felt something pulling on my back and realized I had a pair of black wings to go with it.

"What the..." The black on my hands had stretched all the way down to my elbow now. I found the closest mirror and noticed a pair of long ears sticking up from my human ones. Was I a type of dragon?

"I see you're making lots of progress." Alastor's staticky voice cut through the silence.

"Quite a lot, actually," Rosie answered. "I must say, you sure got lucky, Alastor. She looks like she's got a lot hidden away in her."

"Which is why you're the perfect person to help pull it all into the light."

"How do I hide them?" I asked Rosie, still turning in circles to look at myself.

"Oh, uh..." she tapped her sharp finger to her sharp teeth.

"Picture them receding into your back," Alastor answered. I grimaced at the thought of listening to him but gave it a try. The tail shivered but did nothing.

"I'm sure it'll take getting used to," Rosie reassured me. "But I'm sure you're absolutely exhausted. You should go home and get some rest. We can figure out more later."

"Good idea," Alastor agreed. "Come along, darling." He put his hand on my back but I pushed it off. I thanked Rosie and walked out of her store, my wings hitting the edges on the way out.

"So, what did you learn?" he asked as he shut the door.

"What's it to you?"

"Just curious is all."

"You can stay that way," I mumbled. He grabbed my waist and sent us back to the cliff side manor. As soon as my feet touched solid ground, I pushed his hand off and walked inside. My wings hit anything and everything, frustrating me even more.

"Whoah, ain't you something," Husker commented from the sitting room. I didn't respond, clambering up to my room and locking the door behind me. My legs buckled and I collapsed onto the floor. I sobbed into my arms as the new memories replayed themselves in my mind.

Who am I?

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Cheater C.S.

Cheater!Chris x Fem!Reader

A/N: If you don't like the preadded name in my stories, you can either add your own name or not read it; it's up to you :)

"Get out" you said to Chris as you saw him kissing my sister, "Baby its not what it looks like", you nodded "Right I'm going to say this once and only once get the fuck out of my house both of you and Mia if you ever I mean ever try to talk to me again I will literally punch you in the face so hard i'll knock your teeth out. I told you once that if you even kissed my boyfriend again you would get hit and Chris you promised me you weren't like the others so just leave"

Your sister walked over to you and smiled, "see you at the family reunion sis" you smacked her across the face as she shed a tear "fuck off you stupid bitch" she ran out of your house crying as Chris came up to you.

"She kissed me" you rolled your eyes as you walked up the stairs and he followed me "i didn't mean for this to happen" you picked up some of the clothes he left here and you threw them at him "i never want to see you again" he looked at me as you were now crying.

He tried to hug you as you put my hand on his chest and pushed him away "I didn't mean this, i never want to hurt you Im sorry" you grabbed his hand and put the engagement ring he gave you in it " I forgive you but I don't give cheaters second chances not even the ones i was hoping to have great future with" he cried as he took the ring back.

you gave him one last kiss "I love you Ayla" you cried "I love you too Chris but leave before i hit you" He picked up his clothes and bag as he left.

Two Weeks Later.

You sat in the bathroom on the toilet "Ayla hurry up or let me in" you rolled your eyes as you let Nick in "how much longer" you looked down at your timer "a few seconds"

As the timer went off you reached for the pregnancy test and began crying "I'm pregnant" Nick pulled me into his chest.

The guy I'm having a baby with cheated on me with my sister holy fuck "you have to tell him" you shook my head no " I cant no I swore to myself I would never ever see him again" Nick looked at me

"This now comes down to this baby" you rolled my eyes as you sat back down on the closed toilet seat, "fine your right and ill tell him but ill tell him when I'm ready" Nick nodded as he got a call "speak of the devil" you laughed as he picked up the phone.

"Yes Chris" Chris always talked loud on the phone "are you at Ayla's" Nick didn't say anything and you shook my head no "Im just running around town doing a few things ill be back at the house soon" Chris let out a sigh "tell her I'm sorry, I love her and that I miss her" Nick also let out a sigh as you felt a tear go down my cheek.

"Sorry isn't going to cut it Chris, you were supposed to be different you know that and that's all you wanted to be to her was the guy she married because you didn't cheat on her" you heard Chris and it sounded like he was crying "I know and I hope she finds that guy because I love her enough to know that she should be happy with whoever treats her better than me anyway hm.. matt said you need to hurry the um youtube video cant record itself"

"ill be there in 15" Nick hung up and hugged you "you need to tell him soon and I have to go but I love you Ayla" you nodded as you pulled away from the hug " I will love you too"

you sat on your bed and cried your eyes out, the next day you got out of bed and went to work.

"Good morning Ayla" you smiled at my boss "can we talk in your office please" she looked at you weirdly "Yes i hope you arent quitting on me" you laughed as you sat down in the chair in front of her desk and she sat in front of you.

"I'm pregnant" she smiled "congratulations, I hope you and Chris are very happy" You looked sad for a minute "Chris and I are no longer together anyway don't want to bore you I just wanted to tell you so you have a heads up"

Eight Months Later

My beautiful son, Cooper was born

6 pounds 8 ounces

"Ayla" you smiled up at Nick as he looked disappointed, "I'm sorry I just couldn't how did you even know I had him" he looked at you like he was mad " because I'm still your emergency contact now you need to tell him" you shook your head no " he is too beautiful to have father excuse me a cheater of a father"

He rolled his eyes, 'im not doing this with you either you tell him or I will" you looked at him "you wouldn't" he looked at you and gave you his you wanna bet look "watch me" "Nick please understand where Im coming from on this" he rolled his eye as your boyfriend walked through the door

"Youve moved on just tell him" you shook your head no as the nurse came in with a little bed for Cooper, "he has a right to know babe" you looked up at your boyfriend.

The nurse put Cooper in her bed as you turned on your side an watched him sleep "I'm his mother and whatever i say goes, and if you don't like it then both of you can leave. Mason i am forever grateful you opened your arms for me and want to help raise Cooper but i don't need to talk Chris and Nick if you don't like it then i don't need your approval. Chris won't believe you anyway" Nick nodded.

"You're probably right but its the right thing to do and he does know how to put two and two together he will figure it out besides the worlds a small place Tessa" you rolled your eyes "Obviously he is good at putting two and two together called his lips and my sister" Nick let out a chuckle "he knows you didn't forgive him like you told him you did" you shook my head

"Who would"

Three Years Later

You smiled down at Cooper as he was eating his ice cream "mommy wheres my dad" you got sad for a moment as you lifted him on your lap "Your dad huh? Have I never told you about him" he shook his head no. "Okay how about we go home and ill tell you all about your dad" he got happy as we walked towards our new apartment. Mason had left you, he found a girl who didn't have a child with a new man "tell me about him mommy" you put him on the counter as you sat in front of him

"Well sweetie, you have his eyes and his smile. Your dad was a very sweet person, he would stop and give homeless people what money he had in his pocket or in his wallet." he smiled and laughed " he was the nicest man I ever knew but honey your dad did something to mom that ruined us and I don't think you will understand till your older why he isn't around" he got sad.

"will i ever meet dad" you shrugged "do you want to?" he thought about it " I do" you nodded "maybe one day" he nodded and hugged you "I love you mom but I tired" you laughed as you put him down for a nap, texting Nick.

Nick: coming over in ten

Ayla: just put Cooper down for a nap

Nick: do you mind if Matt and Chris come?

Ayla: tell them not to be loud this time, Cooper still is mad at you uncle Nick

Nick: i told him I'm sorry and bought him ice cream

Ayla; we get ice cream every other day, anyway ill see you in then

Nick rang the doorbell as you went and got it you hugged him and Matt and stopped when you saw him standing right behind Matt "no" Nick looked at me " Just talk to him" "i told you i cant and i wont"

you opened the door for all of them to come in even Chris... "just talk to him please" you gave Nick the death glare "i can leave if you want i understand, i tried to stay back" you shook my head no.

"i guess it is time to talk um.. lets go out to the balcony Nick you know whats going on upstairs so keep it down" he nodded as you and Chris walked out to the balcony.

"Look I'm sorry i don't even know why the guys wanted me here so badly" you rolled my eyes "Chris i think its because, something happened and i know you might be a little pissed at me for it but i think you will get over it" he looked at you and just by looking at him you knew he was hurting.

"You didn't cheat on me before did you" you shook my head, "no sadly you still own that title" you looked down and stopped at his necklace which had your old engagement ring on it, he looked towards where you was looking " sorry it just reminds me that i should stop being such a fuck up"

You nodded "its fine" there was a knock at the door and looked to see Matt holding Cooper "sorry he ran down crying" You took him out of his hands and rocked him in your arms. Chris looked down then back up as Matt walked away closing the door.

"Can i ask a question" you nodded as Cooper just looked at Chris, " is he yours" you nodded as you smiled down at Cooper and your tear up " he turned three today" he looked up as you started crying and Cooper hugged me.

"it's okay mommy, i not get old" you laughed as you opened the door "go play with uncle Matt me and Chris have to talk" he nodded as he ran and jumped into Matt's arms.

"He's" you cut him off "yes he is, i found out after i told you to leave and was debating about telling you but you hurt me a lot Chris and i let that hate get the best of me."

He nodded "i understand but i want to be a part of my son's life" you nodded "no of course" he smiled but that soon faded. "i need to tell you something" you looked up to him "what" "i never wanted to kiss your sister she just kind of jumped on me when you walked through the door and I'm sorry i hurt you " you smiled. "She told me everything that happened and i know you didn't want to kiss her" you stood up and opened the door " Cooper come here i have somebody you've been wanting to meet" he ran towards the door screaming "Cookie monster" you laughed as Nick did too along with Chris.

"No, baby" you grabbed him and you shut the door "who then" he sat down and looked and Chris waved as he waved back and cried a little. "its okay, I'm sorry i call you cookie monster" you laughed as you turned Cooper around in your lap so he was sitting sideways

"Remember who you asked me about before you took your nap" he smiled "dad" Chris stood up wiping his tears then sitting back down. "well this is your dad" he smiled as he got off of your lap and hugged him "hi dad" he let a few tears fall as he picked him up.

"Hi Cooper, I'm sorry i wasn't around but i am now okay" he nodded as he cuddled into him " mommy said you hurt her but what uncle Nick and uncle m't were saying mommy hasn't been smiling that much since i was born" you gave the boys a look through the window" "oh did they now"

You said as Cooper nodded his head " well i hope mommy finds her happiness soon" Cooper smiled as he hugged Chris again "Thank you Ayla" you smiled. "Im sorry i didn't tell you when she was born or when i was pregnant"

He nodded "at least you told me now"

Taglist

@adirtylittleheart @mintsturniolo @wh0resstuff

[soccer-love]

Trouble maker

Magdalena Eriksson/Pernille Harder/Fc Bayern women x reader

"Hello, sis." Magda greets me as I walk out of the airport, she pulls me into her arms and gives me a tight hug.

"Hey." I say and let myself rest in her arms for a few seconds.

"How was your flight?" she asks as she grabs my suitcase.

"Oh wonderful, never had a better time then when I got send away by my own mom." I answer and Magda sighs.

"You know that it is for your best, now come on, Pernille is waiting over there with our car."

We walk around the parking lot and I spot Pernille leaning against a silver car, she waves at us and also pulls me into a hug as soon as I am near her.

We drive to their apartment and I bring my stuff into the guest room, I stayed her many times, when I visited my big sister Magda, but never for so long.

I unpack my stuff, call our mom to tell her that I am fine and eat dinner with them before going back into my room.

After some time I hear a knock on the door, I expect it to be Magda but it's actually Pernille.

"Hey, can I come in?" she asks and I nod.

"It's your apartment." I say and pull my legs up to my chest so she can sit on the bed too.

"How do you feel?" she sits down next to me.

"Thrown out." I say, referring to my situation with mom.

"I know love and I also know that everyone told you that it is for your best, but it's true. You should give it all a chance." she says softly.

I stare at the wall where, someone - Magda? - hung up a few pictures of our family, me, our parents, her and Magda.

"When did mom tell you about what happened?"

"The same day, she called Magda and told her about what happened. I was out with some friends but she told me about it when I came home, you know we've been together for a really long time now and I can tell when something scares her and she really was. She knew that you would probably also won't have a good summer since most of the guys live in your neighborhood. So we offered your mom that you could stay with us." she explains.

Mom never explained it to me like that, at the last week of school she just told me that I will be staying with my big sister for the summer.

"And I like having you here." Pernille adds and I look at her.

I've known her since she got together with Magda, at first I was a little curious about them, not because I didn't like it that they where gay, hell no that was super okay with me, but because I loved my big sister to pieces and I was scared that a relationship would break our bond.

But Pernille was so sweet with me and never tried to get in between us so quickly it felt like she was also my big sister.

"I'm coming with you two, to your training right?" I ask and she nods.

"Yes, but don't worry we're not gonna drag you everywhere with us and we wanna make some day trips with you, but don't tell your sister I said that." she says and stands up.

"I won't tell anything." I promise and she smiles at me.

"Great, good night."

"Good night"

She leaves my room and I change into my pj's before laying down in bed, I read a couple of pages but then decide to call it a night and sleep.

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"You can sit there." Magda points to a couple of benches where she also drops off her stuff. She explained to me that the first part of training they have todays is based of on there positions.

So while Pernille goes to her own training, I follow my big sister around like a lost puppy.

I notice that some of the players are looking at us, but they're to far away from us so that they could ask me who I am.

As Magda walks over to them, I pull my book out of my pocket and start reading.

A couple of times I took a break to watch them play but not for long.

"Uh what a surprise that Magda didn't put you on a leash." I hear Pernilles voice and look up, she and a couple of other players, the midfielders I suppose, are walking towards me.

This morning when we left their apartment, Magda said that incase I tried to run away during their training she would send Georgia to tickle me down.

I know that she was only joking but I also knew that she wouldn't be amused if I just went off without telling her.

"I think she realized that I am not a dog or a toddler." I answer and close my book.

Some of the other players are looking at us and then at each other but Pernille also notices it.

"I am sorry for my girlfriends bad manners, this is Y/N, Magdas little sister, she is staying with us for the summer." Pernille introduces me and some of them wave at me.

Most of the defenders Magda trained with also came over and hear Pernilles last words.

"Uhh, you sure can tell us some good stories about your sister." a women says and sits down next to me, her accent also sounds kind Scandinavian but she is defiantly not form Sweden, I would have known her from the national team.

"No she cant Glodis." Magda says to her, shaking her head.

"There are defiantly some, if you tell me I promise I protect her from you." Glodis whispers to me, but loud enough so everyone else can hear it too.

"Yeah there are some but I wouldn't be a good sister if I share them." I excuse myself and Magda nods proudly.

"That's right."

"Let her be Glodis, you also wouldn't share our stories." another women says with the same accent, she looks quiet younger than most of the players but not less sporty.

"I would never." Glodis answers, smiling at her.

And something between them, the look they share, is the same like between my sister and Pernille.

"Okay girls, let's get back to training." A man, I identify as their trainer Alexander Straus, says and they get up again.

This time I watch them and don't even notice when a women sits down next to me, she has a splint around her leg and is dressed in some normal cloths, not the usual FC Bayern cloths.

"I'm Caro." she says, looking at me.

"Y/N, I'm Magdas sister." I say also making clear who I am.

"Cool, normally I would also be a defender like her."

I look at her splint "What happened?"

"ACL, only a month ago, something every player is scared off." she explains and I nod.

"I am sorry."

She laughs at me "Don't be, I am fine."

I stay silent, not knowing what to reply to that.

"I don't wanna be rude, but why are you here? Spending the day watching some people playing football doesn't really seems like something, you want to do all summer long." she says, I look at Magda on the pitch.

"I got into some trouble in school and they didn't want me to get into any during the summer so I am here now." I explain and she nods.

We sit there watching them until the training is finished and then wait until they get out of the shower and go with the team to grab a late lunch.

After that I drive home with Magda and Pernille and they show me a little around their neighborhood.

---

Most of my days from them look like this, they have training and I come with them, sometimes Caro is also there and we talk a little, but most of the time I read.

Before or after their training, they show me around town, on our first weekend we go to a lake and go for a swim.

"Can I ask you something?" Caro says, sitting down next to me, it's a Monday, the sky is grey and I'm pretty sure that it will rain later.

"Sure." I say, putting my bock down and taking a sip from my water bottle.

"I think in the last two weeks I've got to know you really well, and to be honest, I cant imagine that someone like you would get into any trouble."

I look at the players.

Magda, our mom, my teachers, even Pernille, all of them asked me what happened.

"I punched a boy in the face." I say, that's what I told everyone, but never the reason why.

"He...you know that Magda and Pernille are pretty open about their relationship."

Caro nods but doesn't say anything.

"In our neighborhood, practically everyone knows everyone and some boys in my school, apparently weren't so okay with their relationship and they know that she's my sister so they started annoying me."

I pause, remembering the face of this asshole when he felt my fist hitting him.

"At first it where only some mean comments that weren't even about her, more like nerd or freak, a couple of weeks before summer, he said that I should write an essay for him or else he would tell everyone my sisters little secret. I didn't know what he meant, he never met my sister, so I refused and walked past him when he said that my sister was a whore and would burn in hell for having a relationship with a women, I asked him to repeat that because I could believe what I was hearing and he did. He said it again and some other things I won't repeat. Something inside me got so mad and before I could do anything, I punched him in the face."

Caro looks at me in shook.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I hear a voice and turn around, it's Magda, the other players behind her.

"You would be all freaked out about it, mom too, so I didn't say anything." I say, she walks up and sits down next to me.

"I am sorry that you have such problems because of me." she says but I grab her hand.

"Don't, there is nothing wrong with being gay, I know that, he is just not smart enough to understand something like that." I explain and she nods, wrapping an arm around me.

"That's true and if loving a women, means that we will burn in hell that I can live with that, because I already experienced haven in her love." Lea says, and comes closer.

I smile at her words, behind her I notice Glodis looking at Karo, Magda told me her name a couple of days ago.

"I'm proud of you for defending us, even though violence is not an answer." Magda says and hugs me softly.

"PARTY." Georgia screams and everyone looks at her confused.

"I mean we need to celebrate that, someone standing up for those who cant stand up for themselves, like...." she searches for the right word. "Like Wonder Woman, you are Wonder Woman."

I laugh and Magda shakes her head smiling.

"I agree with Georgia. Y/N only got punished for what she did, we should celebrate her." Klara agrees.

The team decides to meet up for Pizza tonight and have some fun, including me.

Later when we drive home, I lean towards Pernille who is sitting in the passengers seat, quietly humming to the song that's coming from the radio.

"I have a question." She turns towards me,

"Karo and Glodis." I say and she nods.

"Are they a couple?"

"YES I TOLD YOU THEY HAVE A VIBE!" Pernille screams and I need a minute to realize that she meant Magda.

"Unfortunately not, but I thought that too, the way they look at each other is just so gay." she says towards me.

So I wasn't the only one to see it.

"Maybe yes, but they need to figure it out on their own, nobody should make assumptions about someone else." Magda says and I laugh.

"Amen." I answer.

"But don't punch anyone if they look at them for too long." Magda fires back and I act offended.

"I would never." I say and make her laugh.

"Yeah, but I am still very proud that you stood up for us."

" I did it because I love you, you both." I look at Pernille for a second. "I know that violence isn't right, but nobody gets to say anything bad about my sisters."

"And I always thought that as a big sister I had to protect you but I guess it's the other way around me." Magda says, she stops at a red light and looks at me.

"I love you too sis."

"Me too, I love you both." Pernille adds "I love you to the moon and to Saturn."

"And the Taylor Obsession is coming trough." Magda says rolling her eyes, but smiling at her girlfriend.

[klbwriting]

Surface Tension

Chapter 8: Shot at the Night

Fandom: Aquaman

Pairing: Ormxfemale!Reader

Warnings: none

Summary: Orm can't do much to help Y/N but he does find someone who can

Note: song is 'Shot at the Night' by the Killers

Taglist: @hyperagitatedcydonian13 @gabrieleskywalker @philiasoul @duchcess

We’re breaking all the rules To find that our home Has long been outgrown Throw me a lifeline Cause honey I’ve got nothing to lose Once in a lifetime

“Why did you settle by the ocean if you’re so afraid of water?” Orm asked, sitting on the back porch with Y/N, watching the waves under the moonlight. She was strumming, singing one of her songs. He was starting to recognize them by now and he knew she sang this one because he liked it. She looked at him and shrugged.

“I used to love the water, felt free and happy in it,” she said. “I told you I was accused of something that I didn’t do. I do bare some responsibility for it though, even though it was an accident. Ever since then, I don’t want to go back into the water, but I can’t let myself forget that day. Part of me wonders if it was my fault.” She stopped strumming and set the guitar aside, wrapping a blanket around herself.

“Did you want someone to get hurt?” he asked. She shook her head. “Not your fault, you shouldn’t stay here feeling guilty. What I did…I wanted to hurt people, all of the pain I caused was because I was angry. You didn’t have that malice.” He looked at the water before looking down at his hands. She reached out and put her hand on his arm, instantly calming him.

“Do you remember feeling like that?” she asked. “Do you ever feel like that now?” He shook his head. “Have you tried to make things right?”

“Yes, I’m trying,” he whispered. She smiled at him and squeezed his arm.

“You’ll get there, let the guilt go, but keep becoming better. I’ll help you, we are better together,” she said.

Orm startled awake, the memory fading from his dream to his waking nightmare. He didn’t know when he had fallen asleep, sometime right before dawn. Last he remembered his mother and Arthur were still there making plans on finding some kind of proof of who tried to kill Orm. The footage was enough to clear Y/N of active treason, but she still could be held for conspiracy. Conspiracy to commit treason was a capital offense in Atlantis and she could still be executed if they didn’t find and get a confession from the culprit.

He was alone now with a note from Arthur that they had left to find proof in Atlantis. Arthur planned to talk to Hendrix and Atlanna was going to talk to Y/N. Orm went over to Y/N’s place. He hated to invade her privacy but maybe she had something. He started searching, trying to ignore that her bed was still unmade from where they had been together, her same clothes from her birthday on the floor around it.

“There has to be something,” he muttered to himself as he went through her closet. He moved some boxes out of the bottom and saw a small door, probably another small storage area behind the wall. He was able to pry it open and inside was a bag. He pulled it out and sat on the floor, looking through it slowly. He pulled out the mosaic of her and her father. It was cheap but well made, a product of the lower city where technology to film wasn’t as widely available. He set it aside carefully. Next came out a flyer for Atlantis for All, listing their goals as equal status, better living conditions, and fairness in the workforce. Orm remembered his father telling him that all those below the nobility were lazy, they just wanted people to hand them money and food without doing anything for it. At the time he had agreed, but this notice listed things that anyone would need to survive and thrive, which is what he thought his father wanted for all Atlantians. He set it aside also and pulled out a stack of papers. This was what he needed, letters to and from different people in AfA.

I work from morning until night, I never see my family, yet they still starve…

My mother died because we couldn’t get her a proper doctor, the nobility never have to worry…

My father died of the sickness King Orvax released when I was a child. King Orvax made me an orphan…

We can fix this. There is a way. King Orm’s coronation is on the first day of the Great Migration…

Here is what he needed. He read through the letter, it laid out a plan to protest, nothing else. They were to have Y/N sing, and Hendrix volunteered to bring the cracker. This was almost enough, but Orm needed something else. Aria was mentioned as one of the leaders of the group. He had to find her; she might have more proof.

Orm wasn’t sure where else to go so he went to the café. It was empty except for Y/N’s friends when he arrived. They were all glaring at him. When he walked in Dean came up and punched him in the face. It didn’t hurt, but Orm wasn’t expecting it and stumbled back a step. Dean was shaking his hand, wincing. He had probably broken a couple fingers. Aria pushed past him.

“Get out tyrant,” she demanded. Orm stood his ground. “We know you did something to her, no one can find her.”

“I didn’t do anything, but Hendrix took her back to Atlantis to face trial for treason,” he said. Aria froze.

“You’re lying, you gave her up,” she said, but her voice lacked conviction.

“If I gave her up I would be on my way to trial too. I’m a fugitive just as much as the two of you,” he said. “We need proof that Hendrix was the one who tried to kill me. I found a letter in her things with the plan for the coronation day, it says Hendrix was to get the cracker, but we need more than that, anything that makes it sound like he alone planned the attempt.” Aria was breathing deep, trying to remain calm.

“How do we know you won’t just take the evidence and destroy it?” Vincent called out. “What if you want to use her to get yourself pardoned?” Orm didn’t have time for this bullshit.

“Because I love her!” he yelled. “Because she is everything to me and I won’t stand by while they execute her. I can’t go back, no one will believe me if I say she is innocent, I’ll just get thrown in a cell next to her, but my brother is king. If I am able to get proof to him he can set this right.”

Aria watched his speech and nodded before motioning for him to come with her. She lived only a few houses down from the café and she also had a bag full of letters. She kept meticulous records and correspondence, including from Hendrix. Hours later she jumped up.

“I found something,” she said, setting the letter down in front of Orm at her kitchen table. By then everyone had joined them, watching. “This is from Hendrix, the day before the coronation. I think I received it by mistake. I never read it because well, I hated Hendrix and anything he had to say was worthless to me.” She pointed to a spot that clearly incriminated him.

“These people are idiots. They’re going to give me the crown and not even realize it. Tomorrow Orm will be dead and I’ll be king,” Orm read. This was perfect.

“Bless that asshole’s giant ego,” muttered Amanda from the couch. Orm stood and hugged Aria.

“I know you hate me but thank you,” he said. He looked between her and Dean. “I am sorry for the tidal wave, for everything. I was wrong and I don’t think I’ll ever forgive myself for it.” He left it at that, hurrying out of the house and calling Arthur to tell him he had proof.

[gummydummy19]

Guns and Roses

Summary: You’ve been nagging your mobster boyfriends for a gun for months, but they won't budge. After yet another fight about the matter Bucky takes it too far and it's up to him to apologize this time.

Content Warnings: smut, dom/sub dynamics but honestly it's all over the place, age gap, powerplay, brat reader, swearing, mob themes, angst, polyamory, mean dom Bucky (he's a tiny bit toxic but we love him), soft dom Steve, switch Steve, orgasm denial, angst, ignoring boundaries but regretting it, fluffy ending

A/N: inspired by the show “Bones” (iykyk) ALSO I make all my moodboards myself so please don't use without credits <3

P.S: besties, THIS IS FICTION. Boundaries should never be ignored irl!

Word Count: 5.4k+

“I said no, end of story”

"But, Buck!"

He turned around and gave you a stern glance. You know what that glance meant. Don’t push it.

“No.” He said.

You huff an angry breath through your nose and cross your arms.

“Maybe she has a point, Buck?” Steve chimed in.

“Christ, Steve, not you too. We can't get her a fucking gun it's too dangerous. She's not trained she doesn't know how to use it. She could get hurt! What if she gets injured? I swear if anything ever happened to her, Steve, so help me god I-"

"This is ridiculous, I'm a grown woman! If I wanna buy a gun, I'll buy a damn gun!" you yell out.

A huffed out a condescending laugh "Sweetheart, you can't even keep a plant alive." he mocked.

"Buck!" Steve intervened, signalling he crossed a line.

"Screw you, James." You yelled.

'You're an ungrateful brat, you know that?' Bucky spat, 'We work day and night to protect you, but it's never enough is it?'

'That's not true!' you yelled back.

You tried to sound as intimidating as he sounded, but you couldn't help yourself taking a few steps back as Bucky towered over you.

You thought your back hit a wall, but when you felt two soft hands trail your arms, you realised it was Steve's hard chest. His gestures were soft, keeping you grounded.

You had been begging your maffia boyfriends for a gun for ages, but they wouldn't budge.

Steve had always been the softer one. Bucky had a temper, but he would never actually hurt you.

'You think you're a big girl, huh? Think you can handle waving a gun around?'

'Don't you patronise me, asshole.'

Bucky's eyes shot wide and his nostrils flared. He grabbed your face and squished your cheeks together.

'Alright, that's enough of that. Get on your fucking knees.'

You were about to snap back something but Bucky knew what a spitfire you could be.

'Now.' He sternly said before one single bratty word could leave your mouth.

'I'd do as he says, if I were you.' Steve whispered in your ear before pressing a soft kiss against your neck, making Bucky role his eyes.

Reluctantly, you did as you were told, trying to ignore the increasing wetness between your legs.

Bucky looked down at you.

'It's not gonna suck itself, is it?'

'Are you trying to make me bite ur dick off?'

Steve chuckled at that, earning another seething glare from his best friend.

'Oh relax, Buck.' Steve said, leaning over you to press a kiss on Bucky's neck. 'We both know she's all bark, but she never bites'

You heard Bucky groan as Steve got behind him and nibbled on his pulse point.

As much as you loved being a brat, you adored pleasing Bucky more than you'd ever admit, so you nuzzled against his thigh as you pulled down his zipper, earning another groan from Bucky.

'Hmm...that's a good fucking girl.' he groaned out as he felt your mouth wrap around his cock.

One of his arms reached down to rest against the back of your head as the other one reached over his head to tangle in Steve's hair.

You sucked on his shaft eagerly as your hand played with his balls.

'Fuck, baby, stopstopstopstop,' He moaned as he pulled you off his cock just in time.

You glared up at him proudly, making him grin.

'Yeah, yeah...get up.'

You gave the head of his cock one last kiss before slowly standing up, making sure to leave some soft nibbles against his skin on your way.

You were about to press a kiss against his lips when a firm tug on your arm made you spin around.

'My turn' Steve said, before kissing you deeply.

'Hmm, Buck, she tastes like your cock.' he groaned as he broke the kiss.

'Yeah? You like that, you dirty dog?' Bucky grinned

'You know I do, punk' He said, pulling Bucky closer by his tie to bring him in for a messy kiss too.

'See, the problem is that you don't taste like mine.'

'Hmm, that does sound like a problem, doesn't it?'

And with that, Bucky dropped to his knees, making quick work of pulling out Steve's hard member.

'Oh fuck...babygirl, c'mere...' He moaned, pulling you in for another kiss as Bucky sucked on his cock.

Before long the 3 of you had stumbled to the bed. A big mess of tangled limbs and wet kisses.

'Oh, please, fuck me daddy!' you moaned as Bucky teased your pussy with the head of his cock.

'If I do will you shut up about the damn gun?'

'Oh come ooonnnn!' you whined, trying to push yourself back against him, but Steve tightened his grip on your hair

'Uh uh, be a good girl.' he scolded, making you look up.

'Open.' he said, and you immediately opened your mouth for him

He gripped your cheeks and a thick drop of spit fell from his lips straight into your awaiting mouth. You moaned at the vulgarity and swallowed.

'There you go, see, you can be a good girl if you want.'

'If somebody doesn't put a dick inside me within the next 15 seconds I'm gonna-'

'What? huh? You're gonna do what?' Bucky teased, leaning close to you, his sweaty chest pressing against your back, hard cock still nudging at your sopping entrance, making you whimper.

'You aint gonna do shit, babygirl.'

'Come on, buck, pleaaassee.' You whined 'It's not funny anymore.'

Steve noticed tears of frustration welling in your eyes and he shot Bucky a look saying you've had enough teasing.

Bucky pushed in without a word. Slow and steady.

'holy shit....' You breathed out when he was fully inside you. Very snug and very deep.

'You drive me fucking insane, you know that?' Bucky whispered in your ear, 'I love you so fucking much, sometimes I think I'm gonna have a fucking heart attack.'

Before you could even reply he started pulling out and fucking into you again with slow, deep strokes.

Steve grabbed your face and kissed you messily as he jerked himself off.

After a couple minutes you felt Bucky's hands slide up from their place on your hips and reach your breasts. He grabbed them firmly and pulled you back, so you were leaning against his chest.

'Stevie, c'mere'. he groaned as he dragged Steve closer for a kiss, keeping one hand on your hip and the other tangled in the blondes hair.

You felt Steve's dripping cock against your belly and couldn't help but reach down.

Steve groaned in Bucky's mouth when he felt your hand squeeze around his cock and moved his thumb to your clit to return the favour.

You let out a loud moan feeling Steve touch your sensitive clit and squeezed around Bucky cock.

'Oh fuck baby, do that again.' the brunette damn near whimpered in your ear.

You would do anything just to heard that sound again.

You squeezed down on Bucky's cock and you sped up your motions with Steve.

'Fuck, fuck, fuck, baby open your mouth!' he groaned, and you did, barely in time to catch all of Steve's hot cum.

'Holy shit, Stevie...' Bucky moaned, 'How do you always cum that much?'

Steve chuckled and dropped his head on your shoulder, continuing to play with your clit as he whispered foul things in your ear.

'You're such a good girl, making me cum that hard, swallowing it all, hmmm, got my seed in your belly while Buck rearranges your guts, huh? You like that, pretty baby? Huh, you little cumslut?'

'Fuck, I'm gonna cum like this...' You moaned, feeling yourself get closer to the edge

Between Bucky fucking you deeply and Steve rubbing your clit you were surprised you hadn't exploded already.

'Don't you dare!' Bucky growled.

'W-what?...'

'Tell me the last word has been said about that fucking gun.'

'You can't be serious!'

'As a damn heartattack, Doll'

'Bucky!'

'I'd agree if I were you, Princess.' Steve chuckled, 'I can tell just from looking at him he's close'

'Fuck, please let me cum! Steve! Bucky!' you begged

'Promise us you'll let the gun thing go!'

'Fuck you!' you screamed out, praying to God they were bluffing, but as the words left your mouth, Bucky pulled out and finished against your thigh.

'NO!' you yelled as you felt your orgasm drift away and you were furious.

'I told you I was serious.' Bucky chuckled a little out of breath

'You asshole!' you pushed his shoulder and scrambled away.

'Hey, watch your fucking mouth!'

'We don't fucking do orgasm denial!' You yelled

'I gave you a fair fucking warning!' Bucky yelled back

You grabbed Bucky's discarded shirt and wiped his cum of your skin, throwing the dirty fabric at his face.

'She's right, Buck.' Steve chimed in. 'We don't do orgasm denial. Are you okay, baby?' he asked, pulling you close against him.

'Hmm,' You sighed as you sagged against him. 'Bucky is a big fat fucking meanie.'

You were sat in between his legs with your back against his chest, as he peppered kisses against your cheek

'Yeah, he is, princess.' He agreed, 'C'mere sweetie, open your legs for me.'

You did as he said, enjoying how warm Steve was, inside and out.

Steve's large hands roamed your body before one of them settled in between your legs, gently playing with your puffy folds while pressing kisses on your shoulder and neck. He continued whispering praises in your ear, softly working up the stimulation so as not to overwhelm you after your drop.

'Doing so good for me, pretty. Such a good, good girl. My perfect baby...does that feel good? Hmm? Am I making you feel all better?'

Steve's sweet words and gentle movements were like magic. You felt like you were climbing and falling all at the same time. It felt amazing, but still, there was a gnawing feeling in your stomach.

'Buck needs to leave...' you mumbled as your head lulled back against Steve's shoulder.

Steve kept his fingers moving over your clit in a slow, steady rhythm, but his kisses stopped for a second as he lifted his head to look at you.

'Baby, we don't do that...' he gently reminded you of your number one rule since the three of you got together: Never leave someone out.

Every time there was a sexual encounter in your relationship, it was always the three of you together, never just two. You had all agreed on this rule very early in your relationship, to avoid conflict.

Of course, you all loved each other equally, there was never any doubt of that. The rule was put in place because the first weeks of your relationship had proven it to be necessary.

You'd have sex with Bucky all afternoon, and when Steve got home from work you were both too exhausted, leaving him high and dry.

The week after, Steve would have you choking on his dick all morning, and by the time it was Buck's turn, your jaw was aching so bad that you could barely give them a proper kiss for days.

Finally, the three of you had decided good communication and a couple ground rules were a must if this was gonna work, so you decided from then on, all sex would include all three of you.

Plus they balance each other out so perfectly, you had to admit you always came the hardest when it was with both of them.

The only exception to the rule was when one of the boys was away from home for a business trip, the other could fuck you if and only if they asked permission first and send videos or skyped while it was happening.

You never had any problems ever since, until now. Bucky had broken another ground rule: no orgasm denial, and you wanted him to be punished.

'We don't do denial either.' You said firmly, 'Bucky leaves or I leave and take care of myself, and neither of you gets to touch me for a month'

'You don't make the rules here, brat.' Bucky growled, clearly offended.

'If I did you'd just break them!' you spat back, closing your legs to hide your body from him, suddenly feeling like he didn't deserve to look at you.

'Listen here you-'

'Go take a shower, Buck.' Steve interrupted him, covering your body with his large arms when he saw what you were doing.

'Excuse me?' Bucky questioned

'Go shower, we'll be there in a bit.' He explained calm yet firm.

'Steve, you can't be serious?'

'As a damn heart attack,' you said, throwing Bucky's words back in his face.

Bucky looked at you, at Steve, and back at you. His eyes narrowed the tiniest bit as they held an emotion somewhere between defeat and rage.

He got up from the bed without saying a word and walked to the ensuite bedroom, slamming the door behind him, making you flinch a little in Steve's arms.

Steve rolled his eyes at Bucky's theatrics, 'don't worry about him, you know what a hothead he is.' he said, pressing a firm kiss to the side of your head as his hands started rubbing up and down your figure.

'He's a fucking asshole, that's what he is.' you grumbled, earning a small chuckle from Steve, who has gone back to pressing kisses wherever he could.

'Hmm...you still love him, tho.'

'Yeah, well so do you...'

'I do, I love you both more than anything,' he admitted, gently prying your legs back open and trailing his fingers back to his favorite spot on earth.

'He loves us too, he loves you, I love you...with so much of my heart I it overwhelms me sometimes,' Steve mumbled, rubbing your clit at a steady pace,

'Hmm..' you moaned, clutching Steve's bicep as his other hand found your entrance, tracing your soaked slit before sliding in one, thick finger, immediately curling it against that spongy spot inside of your pussy.

'He..ah, fuck....he has a-a fucked up way of sh-showing it...'

'That he does...but you know how to set him straight, don't you?'

'Shit...Stevie don't stop...please...please don't stop doing that...'

'Yeah? You like it when I play with that desperate pussy? You're so fucking pretty, baby. So hot when you get all sassy, you know that? How hard it makes me when you open that bratty mouth of yours...drives me fucking insane...'

There was a neediness to Steve's voice, it almost sounded like a..whimper.

'Oh...Stevie...pleaaasseee...need to cum so bad...please, pleassee...' You begged

'I bet you do, baby...Bucky left you so needy for me,....think he can hear you from the shower? Think he's touching himself just listening to me playing with that drenched pussy?

You knew Steve was a big softie, with you and with Bucky. He wanted to be loyal to Bucky. He wanted to include him even if he wasn't there.

Steve was a switch, but he was always dominant with you. Not like Bucky tho, Bucky was mean and rough while Steve was more of a pleasure dom, ready to give you everything your heart (and pussy) desired.

'Bucky doesn't deserve my pussy...' You moaned, creeping closer to the edge

'Bucky's been a bad boy hasn't he? Do I deserve your pussy baby? Hmm?'

Your mind got clouded by Steve's change of dynamic. You had always been a massive brat and you thoroughly enjoyed powerplay, but you were a sub at heart. And the closer you got to an orgasm, the more submissive you became.

'fuck...yeah, Stevie....you've been so good to me...always so good to me...'

He worked your pussy like a fucking instrument, knowing exactly what spots to hit. He kept you on the edge, careful not to push you over. You became more desperate by the second. Steve's gentle touches started to bring more frustration than pleasure. You needed to be squeezed and manhandled, you needed to get called a desperate fucking whore...

'Yeah, baby? Am I doing good?' Steve whined, 'Am I being a good boy?'

'Nghnnn noooo no no...' you mumbled, trying to move his hand to your throat, desperately bucking against him, needing to be handled rougher...

'Need more....pleaasee...need...need..'

And just like that realization dawned on you somewhere in your clouded brain.

You needed Bucky.

'Need Bucky, baby? Want me to call him? Want him to make you cum really fucking hard?'

'Pleaaseee please, Buckyyyy!!' you begged, so close you could almost taste your orgasm

Steve was about to call out for Bucky, but the second his name left your mouth the door swung open.

'About fucking time.' Bucky growled

'Look at that, huh? Pussy so fucking desperate for me, can't even cum when I'm not in the room.' His hand found your neck and he immediately squeezed it perfectly as his other hand tangled in your hair, pulling it softly to make you meet his gaze.

'Such a good fucking slut, huh? My dirty little whore...aww fucking look at you...Are you crying? You wanna cum that bad, baby? Is that it? Wanna cum for Daddy?'

You nodded furiously, tears rolling down your cheeks as Steve finally picked up his pace.

'Look so fucking pretty like this, drooling like a fucking whore...'

'Please, please, please daddy let me cum, please!' you begged, praying to everything good and pure he would say yes as you felt a warm wave flowing through your body.

'Cum for us, now! Fuck yeah just like that...'

Your face scrunched up as you let out a pornworthy moan, thighs shaking in Steves grip as his skilled fingers toyed you through your high

'Fuck, yeah, that's a good fucking girl, my good slut, huh? Fuck...'

Bucky praised. His filthy words making your stomach flutter.

He bend down between the mess of tangled legs and started pressing kisses against your wet thigh, pulling Steves fingers out of you.

you let out a small moan at the feeling, looking down to see Bucky staring at your wet, puffy folds, using Steves's hand to robe around your entrance a little bit.

You though he would never stop staring at your pussy, until suddenly his lust-blazed eyes shot up, staring directly at your own. He slowly took Steves slick-covered fingers in his mouth, licking them clean while he never broke eye contact.

'Good boy, Stevie, making her cum like that.'

You felt Steve's dick twitch behind you at his praise.

'Thank you, sir...' he whined

'Move down a little, and put her on your lap.' Bucky commanded and Steve obliged almost immediately, shuffling down the bed a little to he was almost laying down, his shoulders still propped against the headboard.

He pulled up from between his legs, making you sit on his lap but he struggled to manouvre you around his rock hard cock.

'C'mere...like this...' Bucky explained, moving the both of you to his will.

You were practically laying back against Steve, your legs wide open, hooked over his thighs as his cock throbbed against your entrance.

'Would you look at that,' Bucky started, 'what a sight for sore eyes..'

He reclaimed his position between your legs. One of his hands gently traced up and how your inner thigh as the other did the same to Steve's leg.

You let your head lull back against Steve's hard chest while Steve's hands roamed over your body. One of his strong arms stretched over your belly, holding you close against him as his other arm curled across your chest with the same purpose.

You were relishing in Steve's warmth when he moaned suddenly, making you look down.

Bucky had wrapped his mouth around Steve's tip, sucking on him like it was his favorite piece of candy. You reached your arms up above your head, tangling in Steve's hair behind you,

'Fuck, Stevie you're so pretty....' you whined, making the man shudder beneath you

'He is, isn't he?' Bucky mumbled, taking Steve out of his mouth for a second, stroking and squeezing his wet, swollen tip.

'Look at that, princess, you're dripping all over his cock,'

Before you could look down, you felt Bucky lick a stripe up your pussy, collecting all the wetness that was trickling out of it.

'Taste so fucking good.' he groaned into your folds, making another moan tumble from your lips.

'Fuckfuckfuuuckk...ngggnn..' Steve whined at a particularly hard squeeze

'Wanna shoot your load in this wet fucking pussy Stevie? huh? Wanna make a mess?

'Please!' You and Steve moaned simultaneously, making Buckky grin

'Bunch of dirty sluts...'

Bucky pushed Steve's cockhead into your sensitive hole. Because of the position, he couldn't get very deep, but his tip was nestled right against your sweet spot, making you keen.

'Fuuucckk...' Steve moaned as you squeezed around his head so tightly it almost slipped out, but Bucky was making sure that didn't happen.

'Fuck yeah, baby, make that pussy strangle his cock...'

You started rocking your hips a little, the best you could. You didn't have much room but the tiny amount of friction was driving you both insane.

'Hmmm, just like that...good fucking girl, our little cockslut, aren't you?' Bucky spat, before licking a stripe all the way from Steve's balls, past where you two were connected, straight to your clit, where he attached his lips and started suckling and nibbling the sensitive bud, of course making you squeeze harder around Steve.

You started moaning like a whore while Steve whined and gasped in your ear. One of Bucky's hands stayed playing around your stuffed hole, making sure Steve stayed right where he needed to be.

'Want me to fill up your little hole too, Stevie?'

'yes yes yes please sir!'

'Hmm,' Bucky responded contently, running his fingers through the mess dripping out of your cunt before tracing them down to Steve's asshole.

He started with one finger, poking around a little until he finally connected the pad of his fingertip with Steve's prostate.

'SHIT!' Steve moaned out, bucking his hips up a bit, making his tip hit your g-spot a little more violently.

'That's it...that's the spot isn't it, Stevie?'

'Y-yes! Yes, sir...right there...please..."

Bucky added another digit and started fingering Steve's ass until he found a perfect rhythm, making sure to hit Stevie's spot every single time before connecting his mouth back to your clit.

He ate you out with vigor, focusing on your clit and sometimes letting his tongue lick past the part where Steve's cock disappeared into your tight and dripping pussy.

The closer you got to your orgasm, the tighter you squeezed around Steve's sensitive cockhead, and the more Bucky fingered Steve's sweet spot, the more he bucked against yours.

It felt like a neverending cycle of insane amounts of pleasure and you know both you and Steve were trying to prolong it as long as physically possible.

'I want you two to cum at the same time, think you could do that for me?'

'Yes, daddy,' you moaned

'Yes, sir' Steve added

'Good fucking sluts,' Bucky groaned, before attaching his lips back to your clit

'm'so close, Stevie, please fill me! I need it!

'fuckfuckFUCK! m'gonna cum baby...gonna cum so fucking hard...'

'Cum!' Bucky growled into your pussy, and you didn't have to be told twice.

'Yes please PLEASE cumming, I'm cumming!' Your hole contracted around Steve. His hands grabbed your hips hard enough to leave a bruise, partly to pull you down and partly to keep himself grounded as he shot his hot cum up into you.

'ARGh shit!' he swore, biting down on your neck while you felt him twitch inside of you.

Bucky let the both of you come down from your high as he places gentle kisses and traced soft shapes all over your and Steve's legs

'good girl...' he kissed your thighs

'Hmmm...n'good boy..' he whispered to Steve and he gently pulled out his fingers before giving one last command.

'Eyes on me, now,'

You and Steve immediately obliged, despite your exhaustion. You lifted your head a little and peeled open your eyes, to see Bucky guide Steve's softening cock out of your pussy. You both keened a little at the feeling, but neither of you had time to whine because Bucky stuck out his tongue and licked up the tiny stream of white seed running out of your abused hole.

'fuck...' he mumbled, 'tastes so fucking good...'

You and Steve could do nothing else but watch with droopy eyes and Bucky cleaned you up. When all of Steve's cum was swallowed, he turned to Steve's cock, licking up every single drop of arousal and cum he could find, earning another whine from Steve.

When he was finished, Bucky helped you slide off Steve's chest. He laid you down on your back and gave Steve a soft, slow kiss. You heard his praise, calling Steve a good boy and telling him how much he loved him.

It didn't take long for Bucky to turn to you, maneuvering so you were laying in between them.

You immediately clung to Steve, part of you still angry at Bucky.

As you laid your head on Steve's chest, Bucky came up behind you to snuggle. He pressed kisses against your bare shoulders and neck, wrapping his arms around you.

He could be so gentle. So soft. So sweet.

'M'sorry...' he mumbled in between kisses.

You didn't have the energy to say anything back, but you didn't push him away, and when his hand found yours, you didn't stop him as his fingers tangled with your own...

The next morning you woke up to wet kisses being pressed to your cheeks. The amount of scruff scratching the soft skin of your face was a dead giveaway that it was Steve.

'Stevieee...' you whined, although the smile on your face could not be hidden, 'S'too early...'

'Early?! It's eleven O'clock, you brat!' he chuckled, making you giggle

'Yeah, well you guys had me up until way past my bedtime and I need my beauty sleep.' you countered

'Is that so?' he smirked, leaning over you, 'I'm gonna need a reminder of what exactly it was that we did because...,' he leaned in closely, hot breath tickling the shell of your ear, 'I seem to have some trouble recalling it all...'

'Hmmm...I guess that's what happens with old age, huh Stevie?'

'Excuse me?!'

With a scowl on his face, he was quick to dig his fingers into your sides, making you squeal out.

'Nooooo, Steve, that tickles!! Stop it!! STOOPPPP!!' you trashed around trying to escape Steve's wrath, but to no avail...

'How's this for old, huh?'

'I take it back! I take it back!! I'm sorry, please stop! I TAKE IT BACK!'

Every the softy, Steve finally led up, staring at your exhausted form in contentment.

'Hmm, that's what I thought.' He grinned, pressing a satisfied kiss on your cheek before dropping down next to you

'How did you sleep, pretty girl?'

'Good, I always do when I'm here.'

'Are you okay?' He asked earnestly, 'We didn't get a chance to talk everything through last night so...talk to me, pretty.'

'So you do remember last night then?' you grinned

'Baby,' Steve warned, knowing you were trying to distract him.

You huffed, sitting up next to Steve.

'Why do we have to talk about it?'

'Because that's what we do, sweetheart.'

'Where's Buck?'

'Downstairs, making breakfast.' Steve replied, 'He thought it would be better if I came up here to wake you.'

'Is he angry with me?'

'Of course not, sweetie, why do you think that?'

You shrugged, not really knowing what to say.

'Are you angry with him?'

'I was,' you replied honestly, 'Now I'm just embarrassed'

'Why's that?'

'Because...you guys are so powerful, everyone fears you, everyone takes you seriously.'

Steve stayed quiet, glad you were finally speaking truthfully.

'Sometimes I just feel like...like I'm a weak link, a burden, some girl attached to you guys giving you headaches.

'Baby, you could never ever be a burden to us, we love you and we love protecting you, it's our job.'

'It's not though!' you spoke up a little, 'Not really...but I made it your job. I just thought that if I could protect myself you guys could finally worry less...work less...'

Steve's face softened at that.

'Oh, honey...' he took your face in his large hands, 'You didn't make us do anything. We love you. We are in love with you. And even if you were locked away in the highest tower with the largest amount of guns we would still want to protect you.'

You stared up at Steve with wide eyes, trying not to fill them with tears as you took in his words

'And I'm sorry we've been working so much, baby,' he whispered, pressing a soft kiss to your lips.

'Also, and I want to make this abundantly clear, I have never met anyone in my entire life who is stronger than you. You are powerful and we take you seriously.'

Your eyes dropped down at those last words, not going unnoticed by Steve.

'Is that what made you feel embarrassed? Bucky denying you made you feel powerless, that's why you sent him away, isn't it?'

'I didn't want him to go, I really didn't, I just...'

Steve noticed you were having difficulties finding your voice again.

'Wanted to reclaim your power?'

You nodded, grateful he understood.

'and that is super valid, baby. Bucky shouldn't have done it, he knows that. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.'

'I'm glad he came back though...' you admitted, making Steve grin 'And just so you know, I saw right through that little act, Rogers. I knew what you were doing.'

He laughed at that, 'Well, it worked, didn't it?'

'It did, yeah' You admitted, comfortable sagging against him

'Can I admit something?' He asked

'Sure, Stevie, what is it?'

'I'm a little embarrassed too...'

You pulled back a bit, looking at him with a confused frown on your face.

'What? Why?'

'Because...you've never seen me like that...that,uh...so, so...'

'Subby?'

'Yeah, I guess so...'

'Well, I thought it was really hot.'

'You did?' Steve frowned.

you nodded, 'I like that you're dominant with me but submissive with Bucky. It made me feel less alone? weird? I don't know the right word for it...'

'Hmm...' Steve nodded understandingly, 'Being able to let yourself go, to show a side of yourself not a lot of people get to see, I think that's pretty damn powerful'

'That's why neither of you should be embarrassed'

You both turned to see Bucky standing in the doorframe with a big platter and a bouquet of fresh roses.

'How long have you been standing there?' you asked

'Let's just say I hope you like your eggs a little cold.' he replied, not moving. He was waiting for you to tell him he could come closer. giving you the power.

'Well get over here then.' You said with a faint smile

He sat down on the bed, placing the platter on the bed next to you and Steve. It looked delicious, as did he.

He took the roses and placed them carefully on your lap, giving you an apologetic look.

'I never ever wanna embarrass you. Not ever. If anything, I'm the one who should be feeling ashamed, and sweetheart, let me promise you right now that I fucking do.' He said

'Also,' Steve jumped in, 'we got you a gift'

That took you by surprise, you looked back and forth at the both of them.

'What? You didn't have to do that...' you said, watching Bucky pull a box out of his pocket.

'Yes, we did.' He said, handing it to you, watching your face with focus as you opened it.

Inside was a beautiful necklace, delicate with a small pendant hanging in the middle.

A gun.

It was a little gun charm hanging on the necklace.

You couldn't help the massive smile tugging at your lips, immediately spreading all over your face.

'I acted like a fucking pussy.' Bucky said, 'All I ever want is to keep you safe. I let my pride and my ego get into my head and I crossed a line and I'm so, so sorry for-hmfp'

Whatever words he wanted to say after that got swallowed by your kiss. You tried your best not to squish the roses as you tangled your fingers in the back of Bucky's hair. When you pulled back, you pressed one last softer kiss to his lips before whispering 'I love you so fucking much, sometimes I think I'm gonna have a fucking heart attack'

Bucky chuckled against your lips, remembering when he said those exact words to you last night.

You reached over to put the roses on the bedside table before pulling in Steve for a kiss, pulling at his hair and at his heartstrings as you mumbled; 'And I love you...with so much of my heart, it overwhelms me sometimes...'

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New York New Rules Pt. 3

Warnings: Violence, Trauma, Fluff, maybe Smut, mental health, blood

Summary: Y/N meets the survivors of the last events in Woodsborrow and gets on Ghostface's list. But there is also a darkness in Y/N wich path is she going to choose

Female Y/N x Tara Carpenter

Sorry for bad writing. I'm using a translator and hope you guys can enjoy it. Also, this is going to be a long story

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

My body began to vibrate, or rather my head when I leaned it against the window of the taxi. So let's start reflecting on the day as it went so far.

Missed therapy hour because my therapist was brutally murdered. Check.

Shit... it would take me months until I find a new one.

What happened next? I closed my eyes and played the pictures in my head through like a movie.

Been accused for murder? Check.

Have been exposed and embarrassed In front of your girl crush and her sister? Check.

Surprising meeting with Kirby? Check.

Pursued by paparazzis and "interviewed" by Gale weathers? Check.

Witness to Tara punching Gale Weathers? Check.

Was I slightly turned on by it? Double Check.

"Y/N you're good?" A soft voice brought me back. I opened my eyes and had to blink slightly because of the unexpected brightness around me. I nodded silently and looked for the eyes of the taxi driver in the rear-view mirror. I put my hand on the passenger seat and pulled slightly forward, which is why Tara who sat between me and Sam pushed herself closer to Sam to give me the place I needed. "Hey you can let me out at Pompeii Pizza" he nodded to me but now Sam bent down in front "Y/N you can't go now you have to come with us" there was that shy me I knew so good. I probably would have done anything she said, but right now? Now I felt numb. Not present. And I didn't care.

No matter what happened yesterday. No matter what happened today. I just had to go home and hide in my room. It was one thing to become suspicious for several murders but to be exposed in front of almost complete strangers and to be claimed as a crazy woman with mental problems? And on top of that in front of your crush. That was too much for me.

Although Detective Bailey had exposed me to the two and they knew now more about me than I would have liked to let them know, I asked myself the question

Why do you want me to come with you?

"Why?" I asked confused

"Apart from the fact that you are a suspect, we have to talk to the others about it. Mindy wants us all to meet at the Blackmoore," she said and her eyes darkened. Although they didn't seem particularly inviting at the moment, I recognized something soothing in them.

"So you believe what Bailey said?" I asked and did not seem as strong as I had hoped. My voice was getting quieter and quieter. Maybe we didn't know each other so well, and I was just a friend of Mindy but did they really believe that I was behind it?

"Where were you during the bodega attack?" Said Tara cautions.

Confused, my gaze met hers. No, I wasn't confused. I was hurt. Her look was cold. Anger could be seen in her dark eyes, but the way she pulled her eyebrows together told me that there was something else, but what?

"Pompeii Pizza" said the driver and stopped.

Exhausted, I took a look and sighed. I shook my head when I opened the door of the taxi and got out.

"Y/N!"

I ignored it. Did Tara really think I was behind it? I didn't like the way she looked at me. As if I were a monster... the cars on the street were getting louder and louder for me. The measurements of people who were on the streets. Confused, I looked at the floor as I slowly went to the pizzeria.

And there they were at once. A few minutes before, I felt numb and now. Now there were too many feelings. I tried to arrange it in my head like a riddle. But I couldn't see anything. Too many letters. No words. I clenched my hands into fists to feel something I could describe. Then there was this sting. A continuous stitch. I had pressed my nails firmly into my palms so tightly that my knuckles turned white. Now I asked myself. What does that feel like?

After resensood.

Pressure a pressure that did not want to disappear.

And then the letters in my head came together and the word pain appeared before my eyes.

"Y/N wait!" I was grabbed by my shoulder and expected to be abruptly turned over. However, I was surprised and that of Sam. She sighed and slowly stood in front of me, so that I was forced to look at her. I was forced not to go any further.

"I was also a patient at Dr. Stone"

With widened eyes, I looked at her and a short smile escaped her lips when she agreed to my expression with a nodding head. "Believe me when I tell you that I can imagine how you feel. But you also have to understand-"

She looked over my shoulder to see Tara. However, I did not follow her gaze. As Tara had looked at me earlier... I never wanted to see these eyes again. That look in them. It made me feel so vulnerable and anxious. I already had it so hard to keep in touch with the people around me, but I tried to stand by. And with Tara, well it won't be difficult for me to ignore her in the near future.

At least that's what I thought

"After what we've been through, it's difficult for us with new people... and how fucked that sounds, but that's what Bailey said are very violent coincidences Y/N and if we should trust you... then you have to prove it to us"

Now I felt a different feeling.

Incomprehension

"Why should I do that?"

Surprised, Sam looked at me and straightened up. She probably didn't expect this answer.

"Sam, I am not part of your group. I'm just a friend of Mindy's"

I looked at the pizzeria and looked into the eyes of my own reflection Why do I looked so sad?

"As much as I wish it would be different, but even for Mindy I am just an acquaintance from the courses we have in common. And we both know Mindy, she is also very careful when it comes to new people. After she told me about Ghostface because it was a short topic in our course and not because she told me as a friend, I knew, okay. This friendship is nothing more than an an acquaintance, so why should I care Sam?" My legs were moving. I lightly bumped Sam on her shoulder to go past her but she grabbed me tightly by my arm and moved us so that I had to meet her eyes and my back faced the pizzeria.

"Because you care," she said bright. Confused, I looked at her. Her look was gentler than before and there was this glow.

"You may feel alone. And maybe you are... but you care. No matter how bad you are feeling. How the people around you are doing... you are someone who can feel how others are doing. And as much as you sometimes have to struggle with the darkness... you still care. Even if it hurts"

Why did it feel like a description of herself?

Were we both more similar than knew? I mean, we both went to the same therapist, maybe there was something to it. But what was Sam's problem? Also aggression? Mindy had never told me in detail what happened to all of them back then. She just said that the stab movies are based on true events and the murders of last year? Well she and her friends were involved.

Of course, I had watched all the stab films afterwards, but I couldn't imagine what must have happened to them.

"Go home. Take your time. But I hope that you come to the Blackmoore and try to find an answer for all this, together with us. You don't want to be a suspect, do you? So why not find out who is really behind it?"

She gave me a slight smile and left. Even after the taxi drove away, I was still starring on the same spot. Where did I get in there?

Damn Samantha Carpenter...

These feelings which you and your sister leave me behind are too much for me.

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Caught In The Act

(A/N): Almost done with the old fics! I’ll be onto some old requests and some new ones as well. Thank you to everyone who has stuck along! I love you very much!! As usual, I hope you enjoy it :-)

Summary: You and Elvis get caught in the deed by Gladys. You get lightheaded and pass out.

Pairing: Elvis(Austin! Elvis) x Fem! Reader

Word count: 1,857

Warnings: SMUT! MINORS DNI! Penetration, (F. Receiving) Riding, Fingering, Swearing, Mentions of Passing out, Mentions of injuries, Crying, Slight Angst.

Your meeting with Gladys had been quick. At that moment, she was cooking dinner for the family in celebration of your arrival. She gave you a hug and a kiss on the cheek and you both talked for a few minutes. Elvis was getting antsy and bratty so she sent you on your way. You wanted to talk to her a little bit more but Mr. Impatient in the pink button up couldn’t contain himself. He practically dragged you by the collar up the stairs and to his bedroom. Once you stepped in, he shut the door.

In an instant, his hands were all over you. He raked his fingers through your hair and slid them down your back. His hands met the small of your back where he pushed you into him- hard. He wanted to be as close as possible to you. While one of his hands stayed on your back, the other found its way to your ass and gave it harsh slap. You let out a surprised yelp and gave him a fake-annoyed look. Your pursed your lips at him and squinted your eyes.

“I think that’s enough hitting for one night Mr. Presley.”

“I don’t think it’s enough.”

His lips slammed into yours in a animalistic and feverish kiss. His hands came together again and began to unbutton the blouse portion of your dress. You had already kicked your heels off to make the process easier and quicker for him. He got to the last button and harshly shoved the top of the dress of your shoulders and onto the floor, leaving you in your lacy bra and panties.

“It’s like you knew. Good play doll.”

He disconnected from the kiss and pushed you onto the bed. He also made quick work of his clothes as well leaving him in just his boxers. He got on top of you and pulled you into another kiss again. Both of his hands snaked their way around your back to unlatch your bra and let your twins go free. He then slid his hands down and removed your panties. His hands found their way to your pussy where he paid the most attention.

You bucked your hips into his hands while he rubbed fast circles around your clit. He pulled away from the kiss to attach his mouth to one of your nipples. You placed one hand on his shoulder and the other one raked through his soft jet-black locks.

“Mmm.. Elvis. Please stop teasing! Please just give it to me.”

He didn’t need to be told twice. He pulled away from your body completely to stand upright. He removed his underwear and threw it down into the ever-growing pile of discarded clothing. He grabbed a condom from his bedside drawer and rolled it over the length of his cock. He stood back up and pulled your legs so you were right near his aching cock. He spit in his hand and stuck two fingers into your hole.

“Oh! Elvis! Could have warned me!”

He chuckled and pulled out. “Sorry Darlin’. Just couldn’t help myself”

Before you had the chance to respond, he pulled his fingers out and replaced it with his cock; submerged himself into you fully. You slapped a hand over your mouth to try and muffle the pornographic moan that escaped your mouth.

He didn’t wait for you to warm up to him. He went straight in- rough and fast.

It wasn’t like you hadn’t had sex with him before. Usually he tries to ease you into it by going slow and gentle but tonight was just one of those nights. You weren’t mad at him and it’s not like it hurt. Quite the opposite actually. It felt so good. Maybe a little too good.

“Fuck! Take it baby. Take this fat cock come on, moan for me pretty girl.”

You let out soft moans that had a hint of pain laced into them. You were feeling a little woozy and light headed. You thought this was just a part of it.

“Yeah! Yeah you’re such a pretty little slut. Gonna cum for me? Gonna cum all over my cock? Say it! Say you’re gonna cum!”

His grunts were on the verge of barbaric. You wanted to groan in pain and tell him to stop but you just couldn’t.

“Mmm. Elvis I’m gonna cum. Please make me cum! Uhh you’re so thick please make me cum E!”

Elvis increased the speed and strength of his trusts. He gripped your thighs and pushed them up as far as he could go to get a better angle of your G-spot. Once he found it, he didn’t stop hitting it. Your eyes were so far in the back of your head that you could practically see your brain.

Your senses were invaded by him. All you could see and hear and feel was him. And you loved it.

“I’m so close! Oh god, Elvis! Please make me cum GOD!”

With one final thrust he pushed you over the edge and into cloud nine. He didn’t stop his ministrations though. He kept fucking you through your orgasm until you saw stars.

While you couldn’t deny that this was the best you had ever felt, your lightheadedness was taking over. You felt like you could pass out right then and there.

He pulled out and breathed for a moment. “Are you ok?” You nodded slowly before sitting up. When you sat up, you didn’t feel his seed leak out of you like it usually did. “Wait, you didn’t cum?”

He smiled bashfully. “No. I wanted to try something new with you. I want you to ride me.” Your heart pounded in your chest at the confession but so did your head. You really didn’t want to press your luck with his headache but you also didn’t want to leave him to count on his right hand to finish the job.

You nodded again before moving next to him on the bed. “How do I do this?” He’s hand grasped yours. “Go ahead and get on top of me. I’ll help you out. You wanna make that that pretty cunt is right over me. I’ll take it from there and then I’ll tell you when to sit on it, ok?” You nodded at his direction.

You did everything he asked you too. You sat over his cock and slid it along your sensitive folds. You finally found the hole and began to push down. You kept going until you bottomed out on him. In this new position, it felt like he was reaching new spots inside you that had never been discovered before.

“Try to bounce on it or move your hips. If you need help, let me know, ok?

You flashed him a knowing smile and began to gently pump yourself up and down on him. His moans from beneath you were deep and guttural. His hands found their way to your hips and began to slam you down on his cock.

You were getting that feeling again. That floaty feeling like you were being suffocated, but this time it was much stronger. You pressed your hands onto his chest to ground yourself but you were already too far gone.

Just then, the door to the room swung open. In walked Gladys. “Elvis, baby! Dinner is re-“

Simultaneously, you three screamed. You tried to cover yourself but it was too late. The scare that had been set upon you pushed you over the edge and you passed out.

Elvis not realizing that you had passed out let you lay limp on his body as he pulled out. As soon as he let you go, you fell off the bed and onto the floor where you hit your head.

Gladys stood paralyzed at the door. She could not believe what she was witnessing. She almost passed out as well when she heard Elvis.

When you fell, his cock slapped his stomach and he let out a loud groan. He stood quickly and bent down next to you. “(Y/N)?! (Y/N)! Wake up sweets!” He jostled your body in an attempt to wake you up.

Gladys rushed over to be of some assistance. “Did she hit her head? If so, how hard?”

“I-I don’t know! I just let go of her and s-s-she fell off!”

In that moment, it had dawned on him the gravity of the situation. He was kneeling next to your hickey covered body, naked, in front of his mom. His cock bobbed gently and was so achy. He wanted to cum so bad it hurt.

Elvis let out a sob and leaned his head next to yours. “I’m so sorry mama. I didn’t mean for you to s-see me like this.”

Gladys didn’t care that her son was naked and erected in front of him and that his girlfriend lied passed out on the floor. “Baby it’s gonna be ok. We’re gonna get you both cleaned up and we’re gonna get her all patched up. Just take a few breaths in for me and go out on some clothes.”

He nodded and stood up to exit the scene quickly. Gladys stayed by your side and attempted to administer CPR to you. Miraculously, it worked! Your eyes fluttered open slowly and your hand went straight to cover your eyes because of the brightness.

Once your eyes adjusted to everything, you finally took in the scene ahead of you. You were naked, covered in hickeys and bruised finger prints in front of Elvis’ mom. Your hands raised to cover yourself.

“Oh g-god! Mrs. Presley I’m so sorry. I’m so so so sorry! This is so unladylike.” She placed a hand to your mouth. “It’s ok. Elvis will be back with some Tylenol and water for you. For now, let’s get you dressed and back into bed.”

She helped you up off the floor and slowly walked you to the bed. She helped you button up one of Elvis’ shirts and put your panties back on.

Elvis returned to the room with medicine, water, and a pair of his pajama pants for himself. Once he saw you up and conscious, he made a beeline for you. He put the items down before wrapping his arms around you. “(Y/N), baby! You’re ok! Im so sorry I let this happen. I should have been more careful.”

You smiled gently and grasped his hands into your hands. “It’s ok. I should have said something. It’s not you.”

He hugged you harder and you hugged back; albeit weakly. Gladys stood from where she was stationed at the bed. “I’ll give you guys some time. Dinner is ready and on the stove if you want any.”

Elvis turned to he was facing his mother. “We’ll come down in a minute. Thank you mama.”

Gladys smiled and let out a chuckle. “Any time baby.” She turned to walk out by stopped in her tracks right outside the door.

“Oh, and..?”

Elvis listened intently for what was to come out next.

“Please be safer next time.”

You and Elvis let out tired and knowing laughs.

“You can say that again.”