#i even wear cardigans to try and keep the stink away

[iodotsys]

The curse of being goth and smelling like a sweaty Italian man.

Just spent the last hour scrubbing the smell of onion out of my trenchcoat's armpits. Why god?

[uhhhhmanda]

Happy WIP Wednesday! Here's a snippet from my as-yet-unnamed fic where Gaon ends up recuperating in the Kang mansion because he crashed his bike racing Yohan's Corvette (rather than due to the exploding painting).

Wandering the house again Gaon overheard a conversation between the chief judge and his niece. Their communication style was unexpected. “You need to wash him.” “I thought the cat was a girl.” “Not the cat. The boy.” “He’s almost 30. He’s not a boy.” “Well, he stinks.” “So stay away from him. He has an open wound on his back. It’s not easy for him to bathe.” “So do it for him.” “Is this a fantasy for you or a punishment for me?” This was followed by the sound of something being thrown, a dull thud, and a chuckle from the Chief. Gaon peeked around the corner. The coast was clear. “Chief,” he hissed. Kang Yohan looked extremely amused to find the subject of his conversation hiding behind a pillar. “If you could lend me yet another change of clothes I’d actually love to try to shower. I’m not dizzy at all today.” The chief judge motioned for Gaon to follow him and led him through the central room with the desk, through a bedroom smaller than the one he’d been assigned, and into a walk-in closet so extravagant that it had motion-sensing glass doors and an illuminated island. It was a dressing room, Gaon realized. This man had a dressing room. From various drawers and cupboards Kang Yohan assembled another outfit of soft clothes for Gaon: another collarless shirt, loose pants, socks, a cardigan, boxer briefs. Oh, god, I am wearing my boss’s underwear, even. Kang Yohan seemed delighted by the task. At least, Gaon hoped that was what was making the chief judge so animated and smiley — and not his own rising blush. “I can help, if you like,” said Kang Yohan. The close quarters made his voice resonate. “What?” blurted Gaon. Kang Yohan’s mouth curled into an almost vicious smile. “I could tape some plastic wrap over your bandage to keep it dry.” “Ohhhh. Um. Sure. Yes. That would be helpful. Um. Thank you.” Gaon followed Kang Yohan again to the kitchen and then his desk, clutching his change of clothes to his chest. At the desk the chief gestured at Gaon with a little pair of gold scissors. “Chief?” “Shirt.” “Off?” “Yes.” “Here?” “Why not?” “Your niece —” “Has seen worse.” “I would really rather — in my room — if you don’t mind.” Kang Yohan shrugged and led the way again, scissors, plastic wrap, and tape in hand. In the shower, it occurred to Gaon that Kang Yohan had almost certainly seen him naked. Someone had dressed him while he was unconscious and he doesn’t think it had been Elijah or the nanny. And it would have been strange enough to know his boss had seen him naked — but this boss was someone Gaon had had sexual fantasies about. And he was apparently at least a little bit of a sadist, judging by the way Gaon found him lurking outside the bathroom, waiting for him to emerge so that he could tear off the tape he’d meticulously applied in one swift, searing rip that left Gaon gasping.

[distortedclouds]

You're so pretty... Left Behind/filler BW Set: Somewhere between chapters 20 and 21 Rating: G Wordcount: 1.2k Tags: Flufff

Her eyeslids still feel like they’re sticking to each other when she finally manages a firm grip, one on the doorknob and the other around the key, turning the two with a low click. She should’ve taken the time to light a lamp because the street lights around here are a pathetic excuse.

The insistent knocking lasts to the very last second the wood of the door is within reach. It’s not like Annie could’ve slept through it.

“Took you long enough,” Hitch elongates the words in a way Annie would’ve found as endearing as always if it wasn’t one of the first things to hear being ripped out of bed without even the brains to fetch more than a light cardigan.

“I found it!” Armin yells out triumphantly and with a wide smile to match the flush on his cheeks. He yanks his hand almost violently from his coat pocket, fingers grasping a shiny key, while his other is firmly in Hitch’s and around her shoulder, where she’s, very kindly, making sure he doesn’t fall face first into the muddy street at this hour of the night. Alas, his joy doesn’t last long when he’s dragged inside, having missed the opportunity to actually put it to use.

“I wouldn’t have minded if you’d borrowed him for the entire night,” Annie mutters, a hand rubbing over her face and shoving her hair out of the way. She still steps to the side and lets them in, counting their steps until she could shove the door back closed to keep most of the cold out. 

“Oh, no, no, no~ I couldn’t possibly do that to you, Annie dear,” Hitch says, face adorned with a similar flush and voice lacking much structure as she delegates the task of keeping Armin upright to the stair’s railing. She instead leans back against the wall, appearing fully unbothered by the smell of alcohol that wafted in with the both of them. “Also he wouldn’t stop talking about you. It was kinda annoying.” 

“I try not to take everything he says while drunk seriously,” Annie says, watching him struggle to take two more steps up the stairs before she finally catches up with him, replacing Hitch under his shoulder. He complains, but she ignores it. The last thing they need is a run to the hospitable for a concussion in the middle of the night. “You can stay the night in the spare room. I’ll fetch you another blanket.”

Hitch waves her hand at her like she’s swatting away a fly, a tiny hiccup almost erupting from her throat. “No, don’t worry about it. I’ll just head home.”

“You sure?” Annie stops to look at the Hitch from over her shoulder, Armin almost missing the railing at the abrupt change of pace.

“Yeah, yeah, sure. Just some water.” 

“Kitchen,” Annie nods the knock opposite the stairs and trusts her to know the rest. “I’ll be right back.”

“Take your time, really” she giggles stupidly and pushes herself off the wall and towards the kitchen.

Continuing on up the stairs, Annie hears the distinct sound of water, and it’s not unaccompanied by glass shattering or dangerously clattering, so it’s probably fine. Dragging Armin up the last few steps and into their room proves significantly easier once her body joins her mind in being somewhat awake.

“There!” Annie lets him drop down on the bed, and she almost falls on top of him when he proceeds to lie down instead of sitting, legs hanging off the edge of the bed. His arms feel so heavy that she can’t tell whether he tried to hold her to him or if that was simply their weight on her waist. “Don’t sleep in your clothes. They stink.”

She pulls out one of his shirts from the closet it and chucks it at him. He moves to catch it a couple of seconds too late, but he gets up and begins to wrestle his way out of the many layers he put on in the morning, starting with his military green coat. Annie’s glad she never got to wear this variety of uniform; it looks even more uncomfortable than the leather harness.

“I’ll go check up on Hitch,” she announces, leaving after he hums in understanding. Back on the ground floor, she finds Hitch still in the kitchen, making her way into what could be her second or third glass of room-temperature water and looking progressively more sober already. “Did you have to get him this drunk? You know he’s got the tolerance of a toddler.”

Annie takes the glass from her when she gestures that she’s done, putting it in the sink. No one needs to be doing the dishes just past midnight.

“If I didn’t, you would’ve had a wishy-washy—probably sobby, even—Armin on your hands right now. You should be thanking me, actually.” Annie doesn’t say anything, continuing to stand with her arms crossed by the sink. “Well, I should get going,” Hitch declares a little too loud and a little too cheerful as she untucks and pulls the collar of her coat higher around her neck. Yeah, it’s probably cold out there.

“You sure you don’t wanna stay the night?”

“I’m sure.” She pats Annie’s shoulder on the way out.

Annie doesn’t press or object, faring her goodnight and locking the door behind her, not sticking for long to hear her footsteps fade into the quiet of the night that now seeps into the corners of the house.

She hates it when things are this quiet. She should sleep until there are more signs of life to rouse her ears. Upstairs, Annie isn’t sure whether she should be surprised or not that Armin is still on the third layer, struggling greatly with the undoing of the tiny buttons of his shirt even when he seems to be giving it his all—judging by the frown wrinkling his brows and forehead.

“Here, let me,” she grumbles with a low sigh that draws out softly near the end.

Annie sits next to him at the foot of the bed and proceeds to undo the remaining two thirds of the buttons. He doesn’t attempt to get in her way, but she can feel his eyes on her; the quiet sound of his breathing not far from her face, and it pleasantly tickles her ears whenever it overlaps with her own. She’s yet to find anything better to interrupt the silence than the sound of his voice.

“I can feel you staring.”

“You’re so pretty,” he says in a low murmur, almost a whisper.

Annie makes a point to yank at the last button, making him flinch when she throws the two sides of his shirt open around his chest. “Get dressed,” she stressed, shoving the clean shirt into his hands. Annie goes back down the stairs and into the kitchen, filling an empty glass to the brim with room-temperature water and trying not to take anything he says while drunk seriously.

[nancypullen]

Hello, October!

Oh, how I've missed this beautiful month. October is the best month of the year and you can't change my mind. What other month spends thirty days painting the world with jewel tones and then ends it all with a big costume party? I love my birthday month, but I do consider it just one long October Eve. And speaking of costume parties, I know a little girl who is very excited about dressing up for Halloween. Let's start at the beginning. Our precious grandgirl started kindergarten in September. She loves it. A couple of weeks into school the kids were tasked with bringing a "Me Bag" for Show and Tell. They were supposed to bring a few things at home that are special to them and basically tell the class about the things they like. A short time later there was a sort of open house at the school and this is what Tyler sent us.

Just a few short days later, she was out shopping with her parents and the very same girl who had been saying that she wanted to go trick-or-treating as Jasmine spotted this and declared that she had found her Halloween costume. I wish I could show her face because she is quite pleased with herself in the photo. Looks like she wore it right out of the store.

Is that a precious little witch or what? I wonder if her classmates went home and told their parents that there's a witch in their class. Much like her Grancy she may end up on prayer lists far and wide. Too funny.

While we're on the subject of magic, guess who colored her hair? I thought about it for a long time. I'd grown out the white for a year and though I didn't hate it, I also didn't love it. I suppose I just wasn't ready. I placed an order to Sally's (the closest one is about 40 minutes away) and chose a color I'd safely used over and over. Good ol' 9NN. I'm telling you, when I mixed the color and developer I felt like a junkie cooking up fix. I couldn't wait. The color is not what I remembered. Yikes. Maybe it seems darker because I spent so long with white hair. But I'm fine with it.

I hope that neck wrinkle is caused by the seatbelt and not old age. Pretty sure it's age. Oh well. I was actually on my way to a dinner with women! You guys, I'm trying so hard to break into this town and find friends. It really shouldn't be this hard. I swear I don't stink and I'm really very nice. I have even applied for a job. It's with the library, the same library that kept turning me away as a volunteer. I'm more than qualified, do you think I'll even get a call? I'll be surprised if I do, but I'll keep hope alive and try to keep positive thoughts. If it doesn't happen, life will still be dandy. Besides, I know a little witch who might be able to cast a spell for me. Alright, enough of this prattle. My bag is waiting by the door and I'm heading to bed early to try to sleep before our early morning wakeup. I can never sleep the night before a trip. I suppose I could nibble a gummie. I have to leave those behind because Ireland has very strict rules about any sort of cannabis product and I really don't care to be nabbed at customs and thrown in prison. I've seen enough episodes of Locked Up Abroad to know that I'm too nice for prison. Looks like I'll be popping ibuprofen for a couple weeks. A little discomfort in exchange for castles and the Cliffs of Moher That's a good trade. Oh, the word comfort reminds me. One of the many gift cards I received on my 60th was an Amazon card. One of the purchases I made with it was this outfit to wear on the flight.

I will admit, that for just $29 I did not have high hopes - but it's fabulous!! So comfy, so soft and light. It's wonderful! Four pieces, the jogger pants, a short sleeved tee, a tank, and a cardigan, all in a lightweight jersey-type fabric. I love it so much that I'll definitely buy it in another color (my set is basic black). It runs true to size, so just order your regular size and it should fit just fine. Here's a link:

I'm really leaving this time. Going to grab a book and hopefully read myself to sleep. Tomorrow will be a long day. Because of an airline schedule change we have an extremely long layover in Toronto, like most of the day. Maybe that will work in my favor and I'll conk out on the flight to Dublin. I rarely sleep on planes and that makes me bleary-eyed on arrival. This might be just the thing to make me tired enough to get some shut-eye on the way over. Fingers crossed. Next post will be from Ireland. Our Air BnB supposedly has excellent wi-fi, probably better than many of the hotels we've stayed in on past trips. That's good news. Brace yourself for too many photos. Stay safe, stay well. XOXO, Nancy

[drabblingdraco]

✬Arranged✬ Draco Malfoy X Reader (Request)

This is a request I received!

"Hello! I would love if you wrote something around reader and draco being forced into an arranged marriage by their parents. They hate each other at first because draco used to bully/insult her in school, they're constantly at each other's thoughts at first but then they begin to not mind each other's company... idk if that makes sense feel free to ask any questions. if you don't mind writing it I would love you see your take on it ❤️ oh and maybe the reader would fit the whole pureblood Slytherin comes from a wealthy family thing too. Something like that..."

I’ve read various imagines with a similar plot, but here’s my take on it! If you’d like a Part 2, let me know! I love this story line

Warning: swearing, slightly mean/bully Draco

Very long like 2k oops

Draco's POV:

I was awoken by the sound of Father walking in to my bedroom. He told me I needed to get up and ready for the day, as the (y/l/n)'s were coming. I ran my fingers through my hair, stressing over the fact I had to see (y/n) again. I couldn't stand being in the same room as her. She made me feel emotions I refused to let out. Although we were arranged to be married, I would never let her in my head. She wasn't getting anywhere near my vulnerability. I looked up at Father as he walked towards my bed, grabbing my chin.

"Son, you know how important this is. She's one of the only good pure bloods your age. Not to mention her great, great grandfather was the founder of Slytherin house. Don't fuck this up, Draco." He spat his last sentence before exiting.

I sighed, getting out of bed. My warm feet adjusted to the cold temperature of the wood floor. I went into my closet and picked out my usual attire: an emerald button up, black slacks and black laced dress shoes. I stared at my reflection in the mirror as I combed my hair back to a suitable placement. After spritzing some cologne on my neck, I saw a silver town car pull up outside the window.

(y/n)'s POV:

As the car came to a stop, I sighed while slouching in my seat. I could see Draco peering out the window pane. I wasn't looking forward to spending another day at the Malfoy's, yet again. I've been coming to the Manor my whole life. I knew the Malfoy's like the back of my hand, except Draco. He repeatedly threw his aggression towards me. Every time we spoke, one of my flaws came up in conversation. He always pointed out the (y/birthmark) on my (y/body part).

"Out the car now darling, time to see your fiancé."

"Mother please stop calling him that."

"Why? He is your betrothed after all." She grinned.

I rolled my eyes. After all these years, I still can't imagine being married to that foul mouth. I wanted to marry someone I loved, like my parents. But all they cared about was the Malfoy’s and keeping their great image in the wizarding world.

I stepped out of the car and mother shouted at me from the other side. "Go ahead inside love, I'll meet you in there." She had a slight smirk across her lips. I was suspicious, but not enough to ask questions.

I make my way up the grand stairs, Narcissa waited for me in the doorway.

"Hello dear! Delighted to see you again." She gave me a hug and a peck on the head.

"Draco will be down in just a minute- DRACO!" She smiled. I internally groaned.

A figure came walking down the spiral staircase. His hair was placed just right, making his piercing grey eyes stand out. His sleeves were cuffed right above his wrists, the green really accentuated his skin tone. I quickly shook myself out of admiration coma.

"Draco." I said with a straight face.

"(y/n).." he replied.

"Draco, why don't you take her to the gardens while your father gets her trunks?"

"Trunks? What do you mean?"

Narcissa looked confuzzled. "Oh dear, don't know you? You're staying at the manor for a short while."

My eyes went wide, "What?"

"WHAT?!" Draco grasped the railing of the stairs, the veins on his hand popping out as he strained against the wood.

"Draco! Behave yourself," Narcissa gritted through her teeth, she turned to me smiling.

"I don't have any clothes," I stammered, trying to make up excuses to avoid my dreadful stay.

"Yes you do!" Mother said, walking through the door.

I turned to face her with stink eyes, "is there a reason you didn't tell me I had to stay here with this twat?!" I motioned to Draco.

"And you didn't tell me this bloody-" Draco shouted at Narcissa, but she quickly stopped him.

"Don't you dare finish that sentence."

There was a brief, awkward moment of silence between the four of us. 

"My love, it's time you got a taste of the married life," she grasped my shoulder shaking me subtly. "After all, you are older now and soon enough, you'll officially be husband and wife."

"But mother! I-"

"No buts! Now I really must be going. I have to meet your father at the council meeting, but enjoy yourself! I packed you enough clothes for a few weeks, so you're all set dear." She kissed me on the cheek as I stood there, dumbfounded.

"Goodbye darling!" She shouted as Lucious shut the door behind her, exiting the manor.

I turned around to face the two Malfoys that stood before me. How could she just dump me here? And for weeks?  It's bad enough she married me off before I could even breathe. There's no way I would be able to last that long here with Draco. I look at both him and Narcissa, he looked enraged and I couldn't blame him.

"Now take a walk in the gardens, get some fresh air." She stated as a command rather than a question.

We both looked at each other with disgust, but we followed her wishes and headed towards the courtyard. We walked in silence for quite awhile. It was a cumbersome stroll, he wouldn't look me in the eyes or even my direction. I shouldn't be surprised, he was always like this, but something was different. He seemed tense, like he was holding something back. I tried to enjoy myself as if he wasn't there, admiring the lilies and pansies scattered perfectly symmetrical. Unfortunately my eyes kept falling back on him. His tapered slacks rested right above his matte dress shoes. The way his shirt grasped his frame. I felt a chill going down my spine. I adjusted my cardigan, wrapping it tightly around my chest. For some reason this got his attention and he whipped his view towards me.

"Don't tell me you're cold?" He scoffed, scrunching his nose.

"Is there a problem with feeling normal human reactions?" I spat.

He laughed, "just find it rather odd you'd wear such a short skirt on a day like this."

I shook my head in anger. It was typical he pointed out something to do with my attire. "It's summer Malfoy..what, would you rather I wear jeans and sweat like a pig?" Looking me up and down, his eyes lingering at the hem of my skirt.

He ignored my words and continued to walk faster, heading back to the manor. I scoffed and continued at my pace, in no rush to go back inside with that jackoff.

I closed the door to the courtyard and locked it. My eyes traveled around the room, I remembered memories from my childhood, when Draco was actually pleasant towards me and didn't act like a dick. We used to play with fake wands and babble made up spells to each other. I snapped out of my thoughts when I saw Narcissa approaching.

"Why don't you come have some tea? I just brewed a pot." I nodded and followed her to the dining room.

I sat down in one of the many chairs seated at the table. A minute later she came back with a kettle and two dark green teacups with silver snakes on them. Typical Slytherins, but I was one to talk. We chatted a bit about how I've been since we last saw one another, even though it was only a mere three weeks ago. Then we diverted to the subject of Hogwarts. She went on about Dumbledore and how Lucious couldn't stand him. At this point, who didn't know about his vendetta against him.

After a few hours of conversing, she said she was tired and was heading to bed.

"You'll stay in Draco's room this evening."

"Um, are you sure? Can't I stay in the guest room?"

"Oh..the guest room is being..remodeled at the moment. Draco knows of the arrangements. I assure you dear, don't worry about about a thing. Sweet dreams." And with that, she left me standing in the dining room.

I clenched my fist together, wanting nothing more than to obliviate myself and forget everything that was happening, but alas, I couldn't go through with it. Like the kind, forced houseguest I was, I took the teacups and kettle back into the kitchen to be cleaned when I ran into Dobby.

"Hello Dobby how are you?"

"Hello Miss (y/n), you're always so worried about Dobby, it warms my heart. Dobby's keeping his feet on the ground. Dobby keeps hearing things from Mr. Draco about you."

"I'm sorry but I thought I just heard you saying Draco's been talking about me.."

"Oh dear, Dobby has said too much! Bad Dobby." He reached for the teacup but I stopped him before he could.

"Don't hurt yourself, it'll only make me sad, and I know you hate to see me that way." I bat my lashes.

"Sorry Miss (y/n)..since I've already said too much...Mr. Draco talks about you nicely. He likes your (y/h/c) hair and the way your nose scrunches when you're laughing. Dobby hears him talk to Mr. Crabbe and Goyle about these things and much more.." He shyly looks away, looking up the stairs towards Draco's room.

"Hey, hey, I won't tell him. (y/n) keeps secrets Dobby tells her." I smiled at him.

"Thank you Miss, Dobby likes you much more than his masters."

"I like you more than them too." I gave him a peck on the head and went up the staircase.

I trailed down the hall towards his room. The halls were dimly lit by small candles on the walls, as well as moving paintings on the walls of their family tree. I arrived outside his bedroom, scared out of my mind to knock, but I brought myself to do so. Shortly after knocking, he opened the door to his bedroom. I stood there admiring his night clothes; a fitted white v-neck tee shirt and boxer shorts.

"Are you just going to stand there like a git and gawk or come in?" He smirked.

"I- Uh- Coming in." I slipped past him and stood there, unsure of my next move.

"It's getting late," he shut the door behind him. "You should put on some more comfortable clothing to sleep in."

"Right..oh, my trunk is downstairs. I should go get-"

"It's right here," he pointed towards it. "I brought it up a little bit ago. Didn't want to risk you breaking a nail, I'd never hear the end of it."

I scoffed, walking towards my case. I unbuckled the clasps and opened it to find clothing that didn't belong to me, or so I thought."

I've bought you some more appropriate dressings for your stay with Draco. Enjoy them, I know he will too.

-Mother

I was taken aback by her note. It's like she's asking me to fuck him, and we're not even married yet. She's already desperate for grandchildren, I thought to myself. I rummaged through my new wardrobe and ogled in shock. Lingerie, bodycon dresses, even shorter skirts. Are mothers supposed to be like this?

I picked the least revealing item I could find to sleep in. It was a silk green nightgown with lace detailing on the chest, lingering a little too low on the chest for my liking..but it was the only thing that didn't expose my entire body. I grabbed my toiletry bag and my feet brought me to the bathroom. I peeled off my current attire and put on a new set of panties along with my nightgown. I brushed my hair up in a ponytail and brushed my teeth. Gathering my belongings, I slowly walked out of the bathroom and locked eyes with Draco. Now he was the one gawking at me.

"I know I'm always being a dick but..you look dashing (y/n), really." He said shyly, looking down at his feet as he sat on the bed.

"Thanks..." I wasn't sure how to respond.

I put my dirty clothes and bag on top of my trunk. I scratched the side of my arm in nervousness, not knowing how the sleeping arrangements were going to work, although I had an idea. There was nothing else to sleep on besides Draco's bed. He stared at me with anticipation as if he was waiting for me to join him.

I proceeded to the opposite side of the bed. I peeled back the sheets on my side, snaking my legs underneath. Draco still sat in his place, shifting a bit, but stayed in his current position. I laid down, facing his direction, closing my eyes. Maybe if I kept them closed long enough, I'd eventually fall into a deep slumber without any further conversing with Draco.

I felt the sheets ruffle as he too laid down, I couldn't tell if he was facing my direction or not, but I ignored it. I adjusted my pillow to a more comfortable position. We both laid there, within the same vicinity, completely silent. After a few moments, I peaked my eyes open ever so slightly to find a pair of silver eyes looking deep into my soul. I shuttered, unaware of the fact he was staring at me. "Sorry," he mumbled. "Couldn't help myself."

"Couldn't help what?" I asked in confusion.

"Having the pleasure of looking at you," he licked his lips.

"I don't think I understand.."

"My god (y/n)...I never took you for dumb."

I raised an eyebrow, "how am I dumb?"

"Because you can't see it," he paused. "You can't see how madly I'm in love with you...and you can't tell me you don't feel the same." He reached for me chin, grasping it ever so slightly.

I didn't dislike his touch. His hands were ice, melting on my warm skin. His thumb caressed my jaw, heading towards my lips.

"I- I will admit..I do have f-feelings for you, I've been suppressing them..but you make it very convincing that you have a..distaste for me. Ever since we were young.."

"I don't think you understand the common thing about us males...we tease the ones we love," he chuckled.

Not knowing what the hell came over me, I forcibly grabbed his face and slammed my hungry lips onto his.

Taglist: @bbeauttyybbx 

[letstrywritingmaybe]

Nothing’s Changed

Summary: Technically a 5+5. In which everyone is scheming to get the otp together, but here’s the thing: they’re already together.

A bonus written purely because I do still love this ship a lot. Happy Holidays! I send my best regards and as always, Lots of Love <3

It’s been ten long years, a way overdue Christmas miracle is the only way to get these two insufferable idiots together. Literally everyone in their life agrees they would be perfect together, especially since they’ve both been crushing hard on each other. They just need a little push, or maybe five hard shoves from their well meaning friends. Operation CoAi is a go. There’s just one minor problem… they’re already official.

Ran

It’s winter in the city of Beika, with freezing temperatures enough to send any ill prepared person who dares to brave the cold weather without proper attire into a quivering mess. As the designated mom friend of the group, mostly due to the fact that she’s older than these kids by a whole decade, she decides on knitting all the Detective Boys sweaters this year. She’s just about finished with the project, when the kids arrive for their early Christmas present. They’re meant to wear it for Sonoko’s holiday party next week. She happily welcomes everyone inside, eyes not so subtly lingering on Conan and Ai as they’re the last to enter as usual. She smiles seeing these two, they’re just so cute! Lost in their own world, keeping a minimal amount of attention towards the group, honestly she doesn’t know why they’re not together with how much time they spend with each other.

“It fits perfectly! You guys look great! I have to take a picture! Remember to wear these for the party!”

“… Ran-neechan…”

“Yes Conan-kun?”

“Um… have you been sleeping alright?”

“What Edogawa-kun is trying to say is why did you knit our sweaters together?

It’s true, Ran’s plan was simple. They can’t go anywhere if they’re next to each other, not that they’re ever apart, and maybe it’ll force them to confront their feelings and get together already! Plus they look so stinking cute wearing their getalong sweater, flushed red cheeks and all. She simply smiles, telling them this is not a flaw in design; it's a calculated move.

After finally escaping the contraption, it was time to go home. Naturally Conan and Ai leave together since they are neighbors. Once left alone, they start a silent commute back. It’s pretty obvious what’s going on here, and she’s unsure how to feel. A gust of wind blows past them, making her shiver. She should’ve known better than to wear a thin cardigan out. Ever the gentleman, he quickly takes off his coat to wrap around her shoulders.

“Thank you.”

“It’s my job as your boyfriend to keep you warm.”

“… but you didn’t tell her.”

“I thought I did, but I guess I must have forgotten… I’m sorry, I’ll tell her next time. Promise.”

“It doesn’t matter, you don’t have to.”

“I want to, I’m not keeping you a secret. It’s exhausting keeping your fanboys away from you.”

“I don’t even complain about your fangirls.”

“Are you jealous?”

“Should I be?”

“Never. Let’s go home, Ai.”

Ayumi

The best presents are ones that are homemade, it’s why Ayumi decides to take a page out of Ran’s book and knit a scarf for her boyfriend’s birthday. Now of course she needs some support, and who better to ask than her best friend? Yes, it is absolutely necessary that Ai also knit a scarf with her. As to what she does with it later, well she has some suggestions. Surprisingly the strawberry blonde takes her advice and gives the hand made gift to Conan. Yet, nothing’s changed. They still act the exact same, which means it’s time for plan B.

“I thought you said you were done with the scarf.”

“I am, this one’s for you, Ai-chan! Here, let me help you put it on… you look so cozy!”

“… is there a reason you made this extra long?”

“Did I? Oh that just means it’s perfect for you to share… Oh look! Conan-kun is here. Just in time for you to go home together! I’ll see you two tomorrow!”

Once again wrapped together, this time with a scarf, Ai lets out a sigh. Conan wears a smug expression, one that she pointedly ignores. Because of this, he refuses to allow her to take the accessory off. Besides, they look so cute walking home all bundled up together.

“So I guess it’s my turn. You didn’t tell her.”

“She’s been stressing over the holidays and making the scarf, I didn’t want her to worry about anything else.”

“Why would she need to worry about our relationship?”

She stays silent, not wanting to voice her thoughts aloud, but he knows what she was thinking anyways. They enter the professor’s home, untangling themselves from each other. Ai takes care to neatly fold up the scarf, she looks up to see the detective’s eyes upon her. He smiles before pulling out a familiar material she knows all too well. She spent nights staying up to make it after all.

“As much as I appreciate Ayumi’s efforts, I still prefer this one.”

“So you don’t have to be tied to me.”

“No, that’s not it. Because you made this one, for me. So of course it’s my favorite.”

Sonoko

There is absolutely no shame in being more direct, what’s the point of beating around the bush and pining when both parties are interested? It wastes too much time and they’re not getting any younger. It’s simple, just kiss and get together; all they need is an opportunity. Luckily for these brats, she’s the queen of creating romantic settings. Her plan is super easy: cover this entire ballroom in mistletoe and since they’re always next to each other, just let the Christmas tradition take over. There’s just one slight problem, these kids have sharp eyes and are somehow maneuvering their way out of the hoard of mistletoes. Darn all their close brushes with death making them extremely observant and cautious. They’re even staying on separate sides of the room.

“You two are making this so difficult!”

“I thought you wanted us to help set up, Sonoko-neechan?”

“You’re hopeless, I’m trying to help you out kid. Now go over there and help Ai-chan.”

“But she doesn’t need any…”

“Go!”

Of course he’s noticed the minefield of mistletoe above them, but Conan doesn’t have a death wish. As much as he would love to just take Ai in his arms and kiss her, she’s not big on public displays of affection. It’s the whole reason why she suggested splitting up the moment they stepped into the room. Guess they have to add yet another person onto the list of people who aren’t aware of their relationship status.

“That was an exhausting three hours. We are never doing this again.”

“You know, she probably would’ve left us alone if you just let me kiss you.”

“And give her the satisfaction? Never.”

She’s still peeved since she had to go out of her way to avoid her boyfriend. How is it no one in their immediate circle knows they’re together? Do they not seem like a couple… but then all their friends are trying so hard to set them up! She’s confused, maybe they’re better off as friends. As soon as the thought enters her mind, it’s almost as if he could sense her uncertainty. Right at her doorstep, free of any holiday decorations and prying eyes, he does the one thing he’s been wanting to do all day. He kisses her, it’s just a simple press of his lips against hers, she melts nonetheless.

“You’re right as usual Ai, I don’t need an excuse to kiss you.”

“For the record, you stole that one.”

“I’ll let you steal the next one, just don’t make me wait too long.”

Agasa

As her adoptive father and longtime surrogate caretaker of their neighbor next door, it is his duty to ensure these two lovebirds do not make the same mistake he did in his youth. What better way than with an invention? One that finds who holds the other end of the red strings of fate, and to keep with the Christmas cheer, it comes with a ribbon that automatically ties the two soulmates together. What could go wrong?

“What did you say this robot is supposed to do again, Professor?”

“You’ll find out soon enough Ai-kun!”

“You’re sure this isn’t going to explode?”

“I triple checked! Wait! Don’t press the button yet, we need to wait for Conan-kun.”

“Why?”

“It um… requires two people to make it work.”

“There’s two of us here right now.”

“Well… oh good! He’s here!”

Before Conan can even ask why the professor needed him to rush over right this minute, disaster strikes. In his haste to get the machine going, Agasa presses the red button way too hard and now the robot is going haywire. The good news is it works, the bad news is it won’t stop. Conan and Ai are the intended targets, which means they’re now wrapped together with a bunch of red ribbons. What is it with everyone trying to force the two of them together?

“I can’t believe this is happening to us again.”

“I can’t believe he didn’t know! I literally come over everyday and we don’t exactly keep our distance when I’m here…”

“I think this is a sign, Conan. None of our friends know we’re together even though we thought it was obvious.”

“What are you thinking then?”

“I don’t know… maybe we should go back…”

“Not a chance. I don’t care that no one knows, it just means I get to tell them. We can do it together, gather everyone and announce it.”

“That’s a bit much, don’t you think?”

“It’s better than your plan. You’re not getting away from me that easily. It took me ten years to get you to say yes, I'm not letting anything stand in our way. Especially something like this. Besides, they mean well.”

It’s true, their friends are only trying to help. It just makes her question things, are they really that helpless? She sighs, he reaches over to finish brushing off the last of the ribbon from her hair. He smiles as he cups her cheek, eyes staring at her in adoration. He pulls her close, interlacing their fingers together while keeping her in his embrace.

Heiji

It’s taken him a very long time to realize that actions mean jackshit when there are no words to back it up. After all, it took years before he finally got his girl. Now that he’s way ahead in this race, it’s time to help his friend out. What better way then to coerce a confession out of Conan and record it as evidence? He has the perfect setting for it too, it’s Christmas Eve and everyone is at Sonoko’s party. This should be a piece of cake.

“So… we’re five minutes away from Christmas.”

“Why are you looking at me like that? What are you up to, Hattori?”

“I’m just curious how much longer you’re going to put this off.”

“Put what off?”

“Don’t play dumb, you know what I’m talking about.”

“I really have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Oh come on, Conan! You’re really going to keep her waiting?”

“Who? Ai? She’s not waiting for me. She’s talking to Ayumi.”

“… you already have a plan. You keep looking over at her. Maybe you don’t need my help after all.”

“No, I don’t need your help with my own girlfriend.”

“I knew it! Wait! What! Your girlfriend!”

Conan smiles as he now successfully has everyone’s attention. All eyes are now focused on them in the center of the room, but his eyes are on her. Timing it so that he stands in front of her just as the clock strikes midnight. He takes Ai’s hand and finally lets everyone in on their unintentional secret.

“Yes, Ai and I are dating. Have been dating for a while now. We appreciate your help, but we’re good. Promise.”

The crowd erupts into a chorus of congratulations, they manage to slip away before they’re bombarded with questions as to how it happened. Instead their friends are now trying to prove who gets the credit for helping them realize they’re meant to be. Even though they had nothing to do with it, feelings can’t be forced after all.

“How do you feel now that everyone knows? We are still good right?”

“We are, I don't know what I was expecting but… nothing’s changed. Maybe it’s not such a bad thing.”

“I’ve had enough surprises for a lifetime, but it was worth it. We’re doing fine the way we are, there’s nothing we have to prove to anyone. It’s you Ai, I choose you.”

“Sometimes you really know what to say to a girl.”

She wears a small smile, but it’s enough to send his heart leaping. They can still hear the sounds of their friends arguing in the background, but it doesn’t bother them in the slightest. Nothing in the world could break them apart right now, and they wouldn’t have it any other way.

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[the-fiction-witch]

Control

TV SHOW: THE QUEENS GAMBIT COUPLE: BENNY X READER RATING: SMUT AF

I stood reading the board in the hotel lobby for the tournament today. Reading the familiar names I knew so well, so many of them having previously met on various other tournament circuits. Not that I minded, beaten them once I can do it again. I heard the boy beside me move clearly done noting down his paperwork for today, and he was replaced instantly. 

I could almost tell who it was without even a glance, the sound of heels on carpet as opposed to the black and brown dress shoes most of us wear, the swishing sound of organza and silk moving against each other, the overwhelming smell filling my sinuses, the tang of cheap hairspray, the twist of fresh nivea soap, the tickle of snomist and strawberry soap all of it written as if on stone inside my mind already sending my thoughts for dark admittedly perverted places, such an obvious contrast to the smell of hair grease and lemon wash that the boys all tended to stink of, and all of it could mean but one thing. 

"Hello y/n'' I smiled wickedly glancing beside me, seeing that tender shape locked up in that stuffy red dress a little red organza petticoats poking from the bottom of her puffy skirt, a black ribbon around her perfect almost sculpted waist, suddenly it interupted by the sudden jetting out of those perky perfect breasts the dress struggling to conceal her the smooth perfect skin curved where the dress was too small and was trying to fit her large breasts slightly squeezing them in and up working to hold them due to the tightness, a black cardigan over her shoulders the sleeves rolled to her elbows two embroidered rose patterns on either side of the cardigan shoulders, her hands close together holding her little black plastic square handbag with both hands, those black stockings grabbing my attention a seam crooked on her leg left the darker rim of her nylon stockings obviously thought the red petticoat but she clearly believed it was hidden, her y/h/c hair sculpted so perfectly as of taken out her rollers moments ago, her little almost smokey eye and rather fluttery eyelashes, her skin so perfect with just a tiny bit of blush on each check, and those perfect red lips slightly open as she stood pondering the board I wanted nothing else in this life, then to wrap my arms around her kiss those beautiful lips until the end of times itself. She looked to me and instantly her eyes went from me to the floor her cheeks flooding with a pink tinted blush,

"Hello Benny" she smiled fixing a curl of her hair behind her ear "are you playing first?" She asks innocently the flicker of her slightly hidden accent

"No, are you?" 

"Yes" she nods 

I nodded slightly biting my lip as I thought before I smiled at her holding out my arm to her "may I escort you then little lady?"

"Oh," she giggled "that would be lovely Mr Watts" she smiled moving her hand to take my arm so I happily walked her with me into the hotel towards where the tables had all been set up 

"If I may say so you look incredibly beautiful little lady" I told her 

"Benny" she giggled shoving my chest playfully putting her hand over her mouth to hide her adorable little giggles "that's not fair,"

"What's not fair?"

"You shouldn't make fun of me"

"Y/n I'm not making fun of you" I reassured her resting my hand on hers feeling her soft silky smooth skin "I really do think you look beautiful"

"You do?" She asks turning as bright red as her dress 

"Of course I do, Audry Hepburn herself doesn't hold a candle to you little lady" I smiled to her giving her hand a small kiss 

"Well thank you very much Benny" she smiled as we arrived at her table 

"Your welcome" 

She smiled taking her seat and getting prepared for her game reassuring herself with all her pieces 

"I'll see you later y/n"

"Yes, of course, I'll see you later Benny" she agreed so I headed off towards the bar as it was only just across from her table instantly turning the moment I got inside throwing my back against the hard wall biting hard on my lip my skin burning where I merely touched her sweet skin, it was so nice but I wanted more, much more. I could feel my cock fully erect against my jeans throbbing with my every racing heartbeat. I checked my watch I had an hour or two before my first game. I took a breath and matched to the elevator going up to my hotel room, unlocking the wooden door, forcing it open and closed again with in a matter of seconds shutting my door leaning against it throwing the key on the side and undoing my belt and jeans letting my erection jump free like a trapped spring, I was fully erect and precum starting to gently coat my head thinking about her, just reminding myself of the feeling of her skin was making me throb with desire, her sensual curves, her addictive scent, just that small exchange driving me wild. "Ummmm what have you done to me little lady, I'm so wound up, so… lustful for your touch, how a I meant to resist that beautiful look" I groaned running my hand tenderly across my shaft twitching gently into my hand in desperation "uuhh!" I gasped as I took my grip on my base "oohh little lady the things I'd do to you, if only you let me" I groaned throwing my head back against the door squeezing my eyes shut tight.

"Well how is any girl meant to resist her over excited boy" her sweet voice asked as her hands stoked me playfully and somewhat innocently

"Umm then don't little lady" I gasped "no need to resist, I know you want me just as badly too" 

"I do Benny, I'm dripping for you."

"Ohh I bet you are little lady" I smirked "maybe I should feel just to be sure"

"Not tonight, not enough time. And the hotel will be complaining about us again"

"Well? How am I meant to stay quiet inside your beautiful little pussy"

"I wouldn't think you'd get so excited after so long"

"Why wouldn't I? It feels better every time I'm there, now I've got my little lady how I like her" I growled petting her soft hair 

"Don't you'll mess it up Benny" she complained gently kissing my cocks head 

"Uuughhh! Maybe if my sweet little lady would just take me already I wouldn't be so desperate and messing her pretty hair up" I suggest 

"Alright Benny" she winked blowing me a little kiss before she took my entire length in her mouth gently sucking in her soft warm mouth, her tongue lapping at the underside of my shaft and her hollow cheeks rubbing on me too, 

"Fuck! Y/n…" I gasped already feeling so close looking down at her beautiful hair moving as she did her innocent eyes often looking up at me fluttering those eyes at me, I grabbed my chains putting the middle chains pendant in my mouth sucking on it hard trying to silence myself bucking my hips hard already getting close, "uummmm uughhh uuuummmm" I groaned my eyes rolling back in pleasure my moans muffles slightly by my sucking.

 I hit my orgasum like a fucking brick wall my hips working on there own, my hand working on its own, I took my chain away and gasped for breath feeling the waves of pleasure wash over me like waves onna tropical shore, I was a million miles away for a moment. But once I calmed down I took my hand away cleaning up where I had too doing my jeans and my belt back up and checking the time 

Oh fuck I'm gonna be late, I grabbed my keys and headed back downstairs to play this guy.

I finished up for the day and leant against the bar with my glass bottle of sprite, looking at the various boys sitting having a drink drowning their loss and sorrows in beers. When I saw a beautiful sight my sweet y/n took an innocent tender step into the bar area she spotted me so I waved to her making her blush. She came over sitting in the stool beside me putting her handbag in that table 

"Congratulations Benny," she smiled

"Thank you y/n" I smiled back 

"Could I get you a congratulatory drink?"

"Will you have one too?"

"I don't drink Benny" 

"Alright" I shrugged finishing my bottle "I'll take another, will you have one with me?" 

"Okay Benny" she nodded getting her little purse out and ordering the two drinks he nodded and walked off to get them as she put the money on the bar, I slipped half of it away stuffing it back in her bag, getting out my wallet and putting the half back from my own money. "I'm buying you a drink for winning Benny'

"And I'm buying you a drink, for being a sweetheart" I winked to her 

"You don't have to" she says trying to give me it back

"Well I want to little lady" He came back with our drinks and took the money on the bar "shame about the fourth round,"

"I was being stupid"

"Not stupid, he caught you off guard, anyone would have reacted the way you did. Takes a lot of work to get out of something like that"

"But you would have done it better"

"Not better. Different"

"You would have won"

"If he hadn't had been such a dick, I have ever confidence you would have to little lady" 

"You really think so?" She asks moving her little finger against my hand slightly 

"I really do" I nodded moving mine too so we always slowly played with each other inches from holding her hand "you're the smartest, most beautiful girl I know."

"You must not know many girls' she blushed moving her hand away 

"I know lots of girls" I told her taking her hand in mine "and none half as smart, or half as beautiful as you little lady" I smiled giving her hand a kiss she smiled blushing hard intertwining her fingers with my own 

"I uhh I should get going" she stuttered going to move but I tightened my grip on her hand 

"No, please. Stay, a little while longer"

"I have to go back tomorrow, I can't be late" 

"... I know, go. I don't want to keep you up" I told her taking my hand away 

"Goodnight Benny" she smiled taking her bottle

"Goodnight y/n" I smiled to her wrapping my hands around the cold bottle but as she got up fixing her dress she gave my check the tiniest quickest kiss I turned to see her blushing hard before she walked off towards the elevator, I couldn't help but watch her dress move from side to side with each of her steps her seam still crooked, feeling her kiss burn into my skin watching her walk away from me, I thought will all my might not to follow her even if I know I wanted to, I grabbed my drink and headed up to my room throwing the keys on the side and getting my clothes off and getting into bed, I couldn't help thinking about her kiss it drove my crazy just thinking about it. I pulled the pillow closer and within moments I was cuddling with it humming slightly in my pleasent mood, I sat up slightly holding the pillow down gently moving my hips against the soft fabric "uhhh y/n" I gasped getting slowly faster and faster "ughhh fuck little lady, uuuuuummm" I groaned forcing my chains pendant into my mouth sucking hard to shut me up as I humped the pillow imagining her beautiful dress being flicked up those petticoats ripped away, those crooked stockings on still but a hole ripped to expose her for my convince "ummmm uuuummmm" I moaned feeling the waves of pleasure with every thrust my mind running away with me unable to stop myself as I got close "Uuughhhhh! Y/n!" I moaned loudly almost screaming my chain falling from my mouth as I did my cum spraying across the pillow, I collapsed falling on my bed on my back gasping for breath rubbing the sweat off my head keeping myself slightly up with my elbows "oohh yeah, ummm that felt good little lady" I groaned throwing my head back excitedly. 

I sat with my board pondering my moves as I sat in my ice cold apartment, the rain hitting the little windows, the chilling breeze coming in from under the door, the lights just on enough to illuminate the apartment so I could see what I was doing, my coffee slowly cooling down as it was fat to hot to drink, my shirt on close and my jeans tight to me, my bare feet up on the metal legs of my chair i didn't want to keep them on the floor if I did Id end up with a cold again, when my phone rang, which puzzled me but I picked it up hearing the voice say

"Please hold" I was even more confused maybe it was the federation telling me about something, I waited a while before it clicked and I could definitely hear someone in the other end 

"Hello?" Her sweet voice asked 

"Y/n?" I asked unsure I heard right

"Hello Benny" she smiled undoubtedly blushing

"Hey, how are you little lady?"

"I'm okay, I was just calling to uhh ask you about a problem I've been having"

"Uhh sure let me hear it" I shrug she then explained and issue she was having with some moves and patterns which I happily explained for her 

"Ohh thank you benny"

"No problem, call me up as much as you like little lady, actually uhh while I have you?"

"Yes?"

"I just sort of wanted to tell you that…" I blushed "I miss you" 

"I miss you too"

"You know uh, the Ohio championship is next month, if you wanted you could always fly into new york stay a couple of nights with me and then I'll drive you with me?" I suggest 

"How long could I stay?"

"Well, so long as you call me when you land I'll come get you. No matter when"

"Okay"

"Okay?"

"I'll think about it Benny, how are you?'

"I'm managing." I lied "what about you?"

"I'm alright, complicated you know"

"I do, well you can always talk to me y/n,"

"Your two thousand miles away benny"

"It is, but I'm just a phone call away. You know that, don't you little lady?'

"I do. It's just all complicated"

"I know, maybe I could fly over there and punch his lights out for you" I smiled trying to ignore the throbbing in my pants just hearing her voice was making me think very, very, naughty things about her. 

"Maybe I should just come stay with you," she said.

Well that's not going to help my erection. "Maybe you should, your always welcome in my airbed little lady" I smirked moving my spare hand to gently cup my erection thought my jeans gently squeezing and folding myself to her voice 

"An air bed? Aww Benny can't I have a proper bed?"

"I only have one bed y/n, it's a very lovely airbed"

"I'm sure it is Benny but, shouldn't a little lady get a real bed?' she cooed making me grip myself rather hard hearing her use my pet name for her back at me made me harder then I'd very been in my life 

"Uhh yeah, maybe I'll have the airbed and you can have my bed, as you'd be my lovely lady guest" I told her slipping my hand under my jeans to rub and squeeze myself more 

"Umm or maybe I could just… cosy up at the foot of your bed Benny?" She suggested my eyes going wide eagerly listening to my sweet innocent y/n talk this way with me 

"Uuuuhhhhh yeah, if uh if you wanted but I mean you could have the whole bed if sleep on the airbed if you had mine" I told her quickly moving my chain into my mouth knowing I was so close almost throwing my head back it felt so good I was so close 

"Aww I rather hoped you'd be cuddled up with me Benny" she giggled 

Oh my fucking God, "uummmm ummmmmmm!" I groaned as quiet as I could my eyes rolling back as I finished in my jeans 

"Are you alright?' 

"Uhhh yeah, yeah I uhh I'm fine" I answered scrambling to cover that up "you uhh? You'd really wanna share a bed with me?"

"I'll think about it Benny'

"Alright little lady, is he there?"

"No, he's out with his friends, I have to go Benny it's getting late here"

"Sorry, I forget your so far behind me"

"It's okay, I'll call you soon okay'

"Okay talk to you soon little lady" I smiled and I expected the tone for her hanging up but I heard a little click that I recognized and I instantly blushed giving her a little sir kiss back and then she hung up. 

I finished up my coffee savouring the last few drops, throwing the cup in the side, I'm sure I'll make another one later, no point dirtying another cup. I went over to the record player selecting something at random setting it on to spin and the volume fairly high. As soon as it began to play I headed over and set the tap on for the shower putting my hand under the water steam it was like ice, I sighed waiting around checking it every couple of seconds, eh that's good enough. I kicked off my boxers and threw my robe over the chair climbing inside letting the warm water cascade over my body, I grabbed the soap and scrubbed as much as I could trying to make myself as clean as possible. I did my best to ignore the moments of my hands as I cleaned a rather sensitive area even if it had been begging for attention all morning, rubbing the soapy bubbles up and down.

"Ummm you look so very handsome this morning Benny" her sweet voice giggled as she climbed in my shower with me completely naked too, she nuzzled her head into my neck tenderly running her fingers down my exposed chest

"Aww why thank you little lady" I cooed "or are you just saying I look handsome because I'm naked?"

"You can be handsome and naked"

"Can I now? Well how could I possibly put into words the beauty of my little lady?"

"Because I'm naked?'

"It helps. Seeing you so raw and exposed, how am I meant to resist you?' I smiled grabbing that thicc ass and groping hard "uhh fuck"

"Do you like.me sharing with you?'

"Ummm very much little lady" I gasped as she began to play with my cock tenderly but precisely 

"Maybe I should crawl in here everyday?'

"You'd be more than welcome, so long as I get to touch my beautiful little lady?' I smirked kissing her head and running my hand up her wet, soft, smooth, sexy skin, she smirked and moved her legs slightly so my cock rested between them grinding back and forth rubbing those beautiful soft thighs and her pussy against my rock hard erection, "uhh fuck! Yes!' I groaned trying to grab her hips to slip inside but she took my hands and pinned them to the wall above my head, kissing down my neck and biting on the crook where my shoulder meets my neck sucking on me like a horny vampire "uughhh y/n please!" -

Suddenly the phone rang which made me jump I let it ring I didn't want to leave my hot steamy shower not to mention the fact I was so close it rang off to I kept going my hand working on its own in my desperation "uhhh ughhh uhhhhhh, y/n. Y/n. My beautiful little lady" I groaned so close to- 

The phone rang again, so I sighed getting out wrapping a towel around me so I didn't make the apartment all wet going to the phone and picking up "hello?" 

"Hello Benny" her sweet sugary voice smiled 

"Y/n! Uhhhhh hi, sorry was it you calling before?" I asked feeling my cock twinge where it was already so close and now hearing that voice ummm I wanted to finish so badly.

"Yes it was, it's good you picked up I only have a couple more pennies"

"Aww I'm sorry little lady, you uhh you caught me at a bad time"

"Oh? Am I disturbing you?"

"No, no it's alright. I was just in the shower" 

"Oh, I'm sorry for interrupting your shower"

"It's alright don't worry about it, wait- pennies? You're not calling from home?"

"No, I'm in the airport."

"The airport?"

"Yeah I'm here, I was wondering if you weren't too busy you could maybe come pick me up? If you're busy it's okay I can just get a taxi. So long as it's still okay to stay with you benny?"

"Awww you silly girl why didn't you tell me you were coming, don't worry I'll be there in about half an hour I've got to get dressed."

"So I can stay with you?"

"Of course you can little lady"

"Okay see you soon Benny" she smiled

"See you soon y/n" I smiled blowing her a little kiss which she returned before hanging up. I was giddy with excitement but I couldn't ignore this ache as it would only get worse once I saw her and once I had her in the apartment. I went back to my shower grabbing myself hard trying desperately to finish imagining her hear sleeping in my bed in a little blue babydoll nightie ummm I'm gonna have to tie my hands at night to stop me from taking her every which way I want her. "Uughhhh uuuuuuhhh uuughhhhh Y/n!" I groaned loudly maybe a little too loudly feeling the explosion of pleasure all of it going down the drain I cleaned up and got dry and dressed. Grabbing my jacket and my keys heading off to the airport to pick her up.

I went into the airport keeping an eye out for her but I couldn't see her, just a bunch of people coming in from a french flight. So I continued to wonder about the place looking for her. Well I found the only block of payphones in the whole airport well, she must have been here so she couldn’t have gone far, or at least she wouldn’t have I hope. I looked around and I saw a bunch of seats. I saw her beautiful sculpted y/h/c hair she sat faced away from me reading her little book, in a beautiful little blue dress with a little white cargien, her suitcase beside her. I smiled widely going over to her putting my hands over her eyes “Hi little lady” 

“Benny!” she argues pushing my hands away so I moved around but I stopped short as I saw her, she got up from the chair putting her book in her bag, fixing her dress and picking up her suitcase holding it in her hands as she fixed a bit of her hair, her eyes on the floor unable to look me in the eye, her makeup as usual or to the best of her ability given her huge, clearly painful black eye. A cut on her cheek close to it too. “Benny, Please it’s alright” She says as she clearly read the anger in my face “It doesn’t hurt to bad please don’t worry”

“He did this to you?”

“.... Yes”

“Come here” I told her and she happily jumped into my arms, nuzzling her head on my chest, I wrapped my arms around her trying to hold her close but not too tight incase I hurt any other injuries she might have had “You ready to go?”

“I’ll just powder my nose before we go,” she says, taking her bag with her towards the bathroom. I sighed and as soon as she was out of sight I went to the phones typing in the number and waiting for it to connect and then to ring and soon enough it was answered 

“What?” his voice answered

“Mikey?”

“Yeah?”

“You better pray I don’t see your fucking bitch ass again. Because you come within one hundred miles of her again, I’ll gut you like a fish.”

“Where is she Benny?”

“You’ll never need to know”

“What are you doing with my fucking wife?” “None of your business. You are not going to find her, you are not going to hurt her, I see your face again, I’ll make it five times as bad as you made hers” I told him before hanging up

“Everything alright benny?” she asks as she got back

“Everything is fine little lady” I told her holding her hand “come on, we’ll get ice cream on the way to mine” I smiled giving her head a little kiss. 

I sat at my table thinking of the next moves to make, as she plaid her own while she brushed her sweet hair doing our various moves "y/n?"

"Yes Benny?" She asks

"Was Mikey always like this?" I asked as we plaid trying to use the game for her to focus on so she could talk about it 

"Always" 

"Then… why did you marry him?" 

"I didn't think I could do any better" she says sadly and I could see in her eyes she truly believed her own words I felt like crying that's heartbreaking

"Y/n, of course you can do better. Your smart, your beautiful, you don't have to live like that" 

"He's not that bad really, he just has a short temper from time to time" 

"I know. But you deserve better than that. To be treated like the lovely lady you are'' I told her 

"I'm not that lovely"

"You are too me" I told her “You have been practicing, your getting better” I told her as I made my move 

“You’re still better than me” she giggles

“Not for long at this rate”

“Benny, it's not funny when you mess with me”

“I’m not messing with you” I laughed “At this rate it won’t be long until your better then me”

“Your too nice to me benny” she smiled “I think I should get to bed”

“Yeah it’s getting later” I nodded “Where uhh.. Where did you want to sleep tonight?” 

“It’s up to you” she shrugs “It’s your house”

“You choose. I want you to be comfortable little lady”

“Air bed. If it's okay” 

“Of course” I smiled, getting up and going to get it. “Lovely airbed for a lovely lady” I told her, folding it out on the floor "you can get changed in my bedroom, unless you wanted a bath or shower before bed?" 

"No I'll get changed" she smiled taking her bag 

"Okay you go change I shall pump it up" I told her starting to get it to Inflate she smiled and walked off towards my bedroom giving my cheek a kiss as she passed me, I smiled and made her little bed up, I heard the door as I finished up with the bed. I turned to see her stood her hair loose from the tight curls it usually was, her make up home revealing only her sweet skin her cute body hidden below a little blue pair of shorts and a little nightie with white lace 

“Hi”

“Hi, You look beautiful”

“Thank you” she blushed, she smiled putting her bag beside the bed and going to the kitchen 

“What are you doing?” 

“Just… one of those little things” she says taking a knife from the draw 

“Are… you going to take that to bed with you?” 

She nods going towards the bed but I stopped her holding her arm taking the knife 

“You don’t need that. Not tonight.” I reassure her “You’re safe. I promise” 

“Thank you benny”

“You’re welcome,” I told her, giving her cheek a kiss. “Get some sleep.” 

She nodded getting into the air bed, so I went to my room “Goodnight benny”

“Goodnight little lady. If you need anything, I’m just thought here okay?”

“Okay” she nods “Goodnight” 

“Night” I told her. 

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