#i need to go the fuck to bed my eyes hurt as im typing this and i keep hitting the wrong letters and having to fix it

[vcrnons]

these men. THESE. MEN.

[the-unofficial-village-idiot]

Thinking about the fact that stan would call ford and hang up without saying anything but the only time ford called stan was when bill forced him to threaten suicide but the call didnt go through

[evie-sturns]

need you - Chris Sturniolo

summary: after a lot of convincing, you finally convince your best friend, chris, to take away your biggest insecurity. being a virgin.

contains: fluff, smut, needy!reader, gentle!chris, virginity loss, a lot of praise.

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i lay on chris's chest, as scrolls through his phone. my eyes fixed on his long fingers, swiping across his screen.

chris puts his phone down before looking at me. "y/n..." he speaks up with a small laugh,

i sit up off his warm chest, my back now resting against the headboard. "hm?' i hum in response,

"whats up with you?" he asks, fixing my hair.

"nothing." i fidget with my hands,

a lot was up, actually. my biggest insecurity is that i'm almost 21, and a total virgin. chris doesn't know this, the subject has never really been brought up between us. but i see him so often, and i've known him forever! it wouldn't hurt to ask him to take my virginity?

"i've known you for like- 6 years, i always know when somethings up." chris smiles, pushing my shoulder lightly.

"i'm okay- i promise." i laugh nervously.

chris stares at me blankly, his eyes roaming over my face. he knows i'm lying.

the silence grows as he waits for an actual answer out of me. i fidget with my bracelet, avoiding eye contact with chris.

"can i ask you something..." i whisper, finally looking up at chris.

"uh oh." he mutters,

"shut up- i'm trying to be serious" i scoff, chris reaches out and grabs both of my hands, holding them.

"you may talk to me" chris forces a stupid voice,

"you are such an idiot." i groan, throwing my head back.

"no- tell me!" chris cuts me off,

"okay, but you have to promise to not bully me forever- like actually if you say no to this i will rot away from embarrasment" i ramble,

confusion grows on chris's face by the second.

he nods, waiting for me to say something.

"im- i'm a.. you know?" i whisper,

chris shakes his head with confusion painted across his face, "a criminal?"

"no! a virgin- chris i'm a total virgin." i sigh,

"what does this have to do with me?" chris laughs, his cheeks a light shade of pink

"i want you to fuck me." i blurt out, clasping a hand over my mouth.

"what?" he responds, his eyes widening and his chest rising and falling dramatically.

"please..?" i whisper, avoiding eye contact with him.

he runs a hand through his hair,

"i don't want things to be weird between us y/n," chris states seriously,

"they won't be, it'll just be one time-" i protest,

"look- i think you're a very attractive young woman-" chris starts but i cut him off,

"you sound like my dad!" i whine,

he grabs my chin, making me look at him, "just listen- okay?'

i nod, he lets go of my chin.

"i want you to think if this is actually what you want- because i'm thinking that just is a desperation type thing." chris says,

"i'm not desperate, i just dont want to die a virgin!"

chris looks around the room,

"please- just one time?" i ask, he stays silent

"then we don't have to speak about it again- i just need you to fuck me once" i continue,

chris lets out a chuckle,

"what. is. funny!" i say with frustration laced in my voice,

"i never thought you would be begging for me to have sex with you" he grins widely,

i let out a laugh, "shush"

"c'mon- just teach me how to-" i ramble again, but chris cuts me off,

"okay- fine- lets just do it" he smiles, covering his face

i clap, "yay!"

he scoffs, "you're stupid."

"i don't care, so- where do we start?" i smile nervously,

he stands up off the bed and walks over to the door, locking it.

"um-- do you ever do stuff with yourself?" chris asks, walking over to me and standing above me by the bed.

"yeah." i reply, chris nods understandingly,

"like what?" he asks, i hesitate before answering,

“just stuff with my hands.” i say, fidgeting with my bracelet,

“okay- yeah that’s perfect! see your not a total virgin.” chris smiles at me,

i scoff as i sit up, cross legged on the matress as i wait for some sort of instruction.

“right- well.” chris stammers,

“you’ve done this before right?” i tease earning a flick from chris,

“obviously, i’m just not sure how you want to do this.” he rolls his eyes,

“i’ll do anything you tell me to chris.” i say, locking eyes with him.

“yeah?” he grins, reaching down and tugging up my shirt.

his long, cold fingers graze against my bare skin.

i feel the fabric of my shirt slide up off my body, leaving my in my dark red, lacy bra.

his eyes just roam over my body, his chest rising and falling.

“you’re really pretty, you know that?” he breathes out, tugging off his white wife beater.

i cover my flushed face with my hands, chris pulls my hands away from me.

“let me see that pretty face.” he praises, making my heart thump.

his hand snakes to the waistband of my sweatpants, he pulls them down my body, i lift my hips off the mattress for easier access.

he drags out each touch, his fingers just grazing over my bare skin as he runs his spare hand through his locks.

i lay bare on the matress below chris, the only thing covering me being my thin panties and bra.

“can i take these off?” he asks, tracing an outline along the outside of my panties.

“yes- do anything you want-“ i almost beg,

he tugs down my underwear, shoving them in his pocket nonchalantly,

“christopher!” i laugh, he shrugs cluelessly with a guilty smile.

“i better get those back.” i state,

“we’ll see.” he says under his breath,

he stares very obviously at my soaked core, i look at his crotch, which has a very obvious tent in it.

“so pretty.” he coos, finally reaching down and dragging his middle finger across my slit.

“oh chris.” i moan lightly with his feathering touch.

“so sensitive aren’t we?” he says with a smug smile,

i nod desperately,

chris removes his hand from me to tug down his black jorts, letting them pool at his ankles.

he tugs down his boxers,

my mouth falls open gently, my eyes fixed on his length.

he’s big, bigger than what i’ve ever seen in movies and shit.

my heart rate picks up, i sit up on my elbows.

“chris- chris that’s gonna hurt- that’s not gonna work-“ i panic, words frantically spilling out of my mouth.

he sits down on the matress beside me, clasping a hand over my mouth.

“you’re boosting my ego.” he laughs, taking his hand away from my mouth.

“no chris- actually that’s not gonna happen!”

he looks at me, a small laugh exiting his moth before he speaks.

“it doesn’t have to hurt, it might be a little bit uncomfortable because it’s your first time, but i promise that i’ll go super duper slow.”

god, the man who’s about to take my virginity just said ‘super duper’

“and if you want me to stop at any time we will stop, and take a break, then see if you’re still feeling up for it. if not then there’s always another day!” he smiles warmly, rubbing my inner thigh.

“yeah?” he follows up,

“yeah.” i nod eagerly.

he stands up, before tugging me to the edge of the bed, my legs dangling off the side of the matress.

he stands between my legs, rubbing my thigh continuously.

“you’re so gorgeous.” he sighs,

his erection rests against my thigh, making this all feel so real.

he reaches between my thighs and dips a finger inside of me quite suddenly.

i gasp, his finger is a lot longer than mine.

he curls it against a spot which is driving me crazy.

“just gotta stretch you out real quick.” he says to me,

it feels so wrong, so dirty. having my bestfriend of 6 years about to be inside of me, his words making me crumble. god- if he knew how long i have been wanting this he would kill me.

he slowly teases his second finger at my entrance before pushing inside of me slowly,

“chris-“ i moan lightly,

he bends over, hovering above me so our faces are face to face, so intimate.

my hand reaches up and grips his arm, squeezing it.

he scissors his fingers apart inside of me, stretching me around his hand.

“you- are so tight.” he breathes with a small laugh,

“can’t wait to feel you around my cock, already feel so good around my fingers don’t you?” he teases, i arch my back off the bed.

he slowly pulls his fingers out of me, “chris i wasn’t finished-“ i whine,

“shh- don’t want you to cum yet.” he smiles, wiping his fingers on my thigh.

he steps out from between my thighs, walking over to his bedside table.

“where are you going?” i pant,

he holds up a condom,

“no- i don’t want that.” i protest,

“we need it sweetheart, as much as i love you i am not getting you pregnant.” he laughs,

“i’m on birth control.” i state,

he looks at me, “oh- shit okay!” he bites back a smile.

he goes back between my legs,

“just gonna give you a little bit at a time, you tell me if it’s too much or too fast.”

i nod, he lines himself up with me.

i reach out and grip his his hand, holding it tight while his tip presses against my entrance.

i squeeze my eyes shut,

“look at me, take a nice deep breath for me okay?”

i suck in a sharp breath,

chris pushes inside of me,

his tip stretches my walls slowly, a pathetic whimper escapes from my throat,

jesus christ.

christopher sturniolo, my childhood bestfriend, is inside of me.

“good girl, fuuck..” he sighs, moving the stray bits of hair infront of my face away from me.

“you can take a little more, can’t you?” he breathes,

i nod, he pushes slightly deeper inside of me.

“oh chris- fuck!” i moan softly, squeezing his hand.

“taking me so well, so so good.” he praises, making me clench around him.

a low groan falls from his mouth as he pushes further, and deeper inside of me.

tears prickle in my eyes from the burning stretch, which chris seems to pick up on.

“hey- don’t get upset, you’re doing so good, you’re not a virgin anymore!” chris smiles

he pushes the rest of the way inside of me, “look at that..” he sighs, at the closed gap between our hips.

“you okay?” he says, wiping my watering eyes with a sympathetic grin.

“i’m- full.” i whisper with a small smile,

“i know you are, aren’t you?” chris grins, just resting inside of me, allowing me to get used to his length.

“can i move?” he asks, “yes- please chris.” i reply

he slowly rocks his hips back and forth, he hovers above my face, breathing heavily into my neck.

small groans and grunts fall from his mouth, straight into my ear.

after several thrusts the pain fades into pleasured

suddenly i feel chris’s lips connect with my neck, sucking on the plush of the skin.

he gradually starts to quicken his pace, “chris! fuck- fuck chris oh my god!” i arch my back off the matress

he reaches down where our bodies meet and brushes my sensitive clit,

“you feel so good, taking me so well.” chris mutters into my neck,

“you look so pretty with me so deep inside of you.” he whispers,

i grip his back, my nails running up and down his bare skin.

the intense pressure in my stomach builds with each thrust,

i look down, a clear stomach bulge is imprinted in my stomach.

that’s enough to tip me over the edge, i clench around him, finally releasing,

“good girl- so good, let it all go.” he says in between jolted breaths.

he thrusts a few more times before finishing inside of me, my eyes widen as i feel the warm sensation.

he stays buried inside of me as he flops down on my chest

his floppy hair rests on my face, as he buries his face in my neck.

i stroke his hair as i come down from my high, too stunned to speak.

“you’re so pretty.” he mumbles,

i let out a small flustered laugh,

“are you okay? not hurt or anything?” he mutters quietly into my shoulder

“i’m- good.” i giggle,

chris slowly lifts himself off of me before pulling out with a slick pop.

i groan from the emptiness, “mooreee.” i whine,

“you are definitely too sensitive for that.” he smiles, rubbing my thigh before walking over to his closet

he pulls out a sweater and some sweatpants before walking over to me.

he redresses me slowly, his eyes still roaming over every inch of my body.

he tugs on his clothes aswell before jumping into bed beside me, launching me a couple inches into the air.

he rests his back against the headboard before tugging me onto his lap quickly.

he presses a kiss to my forehead, “you did so good.”

i smile, resting against him.

a silence grows between us,

chris breaks the silence with a bold statement

“look- i’m just gonna say this, but i think i’m gonna have to be inside of you again at some point-“ he rambles

“i thought you insisted on it being a one time thing christopherrr” i poke his chest with a grin,

“i know- i know but please? maybe like friends with benefits type thing..” he suggests fidgeting with his hands

“i don’t want things to be different between us.” i laugh

“they won’t! i promise it will be the exact same apart from the fact.. you know.. i get to fuck you..?” he protests

“weren’t you teasing me an hour ago for ‘begging to have sex with you?’” i giggle,

“okay but that was then- this is now!” he whines

“fine chris, we can fuck sooometimes.”

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[cains-daughters]

dating stefan salvatore headcannon (pt 1?)

needed to start my own fanfict page to scratch my own nasty, daydreaming mind because i'm rewatching my fave shows/movies n im obsessed (sorry for typos its 2am n i dont care)

warning: some nsfw shit, minors go away

he's literally the type of guy that your grandma wants you to marry

he feeds the sapiosexual bitches; conversations with him are so fucking intellectually stimulating and while he's talking about a topic/explaining it, you're just staring at him like "this man is so damn smart... I need to ride him" (lol)

has history teacher vibes/has teacher kink vibes sorry but he would def see how turned on you get while he's talking and use it to his advantage

slow mornings with stefan>>>>>>

hearing "good morning baby" as he's stretching/getting closer/putting his arm under your tits to hug you while you're still in bed😵‍💫😵‍💫

he will def love to spend alone time with you, just being in each others solitude while being in the same room reading, writing, drinking coffee or just thinking

you basically give him the opportunity to create more peace and silence in his life in between all crazy shit

because you're not in the supernatural world, he would try so fucking hard to protect you from even knowing of it. will even compel you without thinking at the beginning if you find out and would confess everything if it puts you in a life threatening situation

people will use this to their advantage but somehow he got Damon to be protective over you and you will have both of their protection

Damon can't stand how you complement each other, he feels like having two Stefans giving him advice but he mostly listens to you because you're hot to him lmao

When you first met Damon all he could do is disrespectfully flirt with you just to make Stefan mad

Stefan writing you poems, novels and dedicating journals for you in which he writes love letters (I NEED HIMMM)

he loves slow, deep, intimate makeout sessions. having you on his lap or sitting infront of him while he's holding you with one hand on the lower back and another one on the back of your head guiding you while he grips your hair not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to want him to face fuck you <3

he's dominant, he truly enjoys leading you and not just sexually, he will always be giving you non-sexual dominance like guiding you in crowded spaces, makes decisions for you if you need assistance, will be watching you/making eye contact with you if not together in the same room

he loves having you sit on his feet while your head rests on his lap and he caresses your face and plays with your hair (I NEEEED HIIIMMMMMUGHHHHH) (also this gives me Klaus/Elijah Mikaelson vibes im dead)

im so tired, but i will sleep thinking about our daddy Stefan Salvatore AMEN and i wanna write more shit PEACE

[boydepartment]

“your new hair is nice.” - jay park x reader

a/n: this is a one shot from this ask :3 i was really excited to write it here you goooooo <3

warnings: angst to comfort! nothing too insane!! reader is stressed and snaps. jay is pretty much an angel

WC- 500-700

MASTERLIST

when you got home you saw that the dishes still weren’t done and the blankets on the sofa weren’t folded. you sighed and walked to the kitchen- head in hands. all you asked was for jay to clean up just a little bit.

you had classes plus extra tutoring this day and just wanted a nice clean house to go home to.

your boyfriend clearly did not do that.

you sighed and leaned against the counter looking at the dishes, “fuck…” mumbling you rolled your sleeves up and started cleaning. your hands hurt from writing notes and typing but what needs to be done- needs to be done.

“hey baby welcome home!” jay walked into the kitchen, new hair, he looked good, great even. but you were upset.

“hi.” you said quickly and continued to do the dishes. jay frowned and walked closer to you, “don’t.” you interrupted him.

“i’m upset with you right now.” you put the dish under the now steaming sink water.

jay’s brows furrowed, “why?”

“why? i asked you to do the dishes and they’re still not done? usually you’re not like this so i don’t understand why they aren’t done.” you snapped looking at him now. jay looked at you astonished.

“i texted you saying i had work today and my hair appointment.” jay said, “i literally texted you that when i got home i would do it.”

you put the damp towel on your shoulder, “okay then how come i come home and you’re not doing shit?!”

jay tried not to raise his voice or get mad. he understood that school was stressing you out. he would never blame you for that.

“i just changed into my indoor clothes. i was about to walk into the kitchen to start the chores.” he spoke calmly.

“fine then you fucking do it im going to take a shower.” you snapped again and walked to your guys’ room. you felt tears weld in your eyes, you didn’t mean to snap at him. you didn’t know why you were like this right now.

sighing again you went to the bathroom to shower and you started to full on cry. jay was always a good boyfriend. calm, puts up with you, never hurts you, cooks, cleans, everything. you at some point even thought about marrying him.

the thought made you cry harder, he would never want to marry you after this.

when you got out of the shower you got dressed and went to the hall closet to grab and extra blanket. you could just sleep on the throw pillows.

your shared bedroom door was cracked open and jay was already in bed.

you frowned and went to the couch, it was almost an unspoken thing to punish yourself.

when you got to the couch you bundled yourself up and faced the cushion. your back facing the open end of the couch and you started crying again.

you felt so bad snapping at him. it wasn’t his fault at all, it really was just a misunderstanding.

you sniffled a bit and tried to fall asleep.

you were startled when a soft comforting hand was rubbing your back, you shot up and looked at him.

“jay?”

jay looked at you, your hair sticking out everywhere, eyes puffy and red from crying. jay still thought you looked beautiful.

“baby what’re you doing sleeping out here?” he asked softly, “it’s too cold to sleep on the couch.”

you shook your head no and started crying again, jay caught your tears instantly.

“y/n… it’s okay… stop crying.” your boyfriend wiped your tears away, “i know it’s stressful right now…”

“i didn’t mean to snap at you i’m so sorry.” you blubbered out, “you’re never going to want to marry me after this…”

jay felt himself chuckle, “i still want to baby.”

you shook your head still crying, “i’m sorry.”

jay nodded, “i forgive you baby…” he sleepily smiled and kissed your forehead, “next time i’ll call you and we won’t have any misunderstandings okay?”

you hummed in agreement and looked at him, “your new hair is nice…” you mumbled, you were starting to calm down. your drowsiness staring to take over

jay chuckled and scooped you up, “you can compliment it more in our bed.”

you hugged him close to you as he carried you back to bed.

[nvrsaidiwasinurcloset]

okay hi just a warning rq my autocorrect is off bc it autocorrected my friend’s name to fuckin malayalam on accident. i dont like autocorrect.

ANYWAY! ive been listening to my lovely olivia rodrigo lately, specifically her new song obsessed. i wanted to know if you could make a fic with Ethan x fem! reader where readers bitchy friend has this ex (Ethan) and she made him out to be a real dick. like, manipulating and everything.

reader eventually meets him and it turns out that she remembers… a lot about him considering her friend is a constant yapper and cant shut up about him. Ethan actually turns out to be a real cutie patootie and could literally never hurt anyone.

a few days later theyd meet again at some club or party maybe where they end up hitting it off… a little too well.. yeah so she ends up in his bed (smut part, very dom ethan plspls 😛😛). they could be talking about something really random and then reader brings up how her friend basically completely lied about him and said he was a piece of shit when he really wasnt. like a realllll fluffy end before a small cliffhanger thats never gonna get finished where her friend ends up finding out and texting her.

so sorry if thats too long or confusing idk but i actually love your work so much im lowkey your #1 fan. 😍😍😍

HELLO! I switched this up a little, I hope that's okay! 💕

Also, I fucking loved the 'leave it on a cliffhanger part that won't get finished' because WHY IS THAT WHAT I DO lmao

Obsessed - Ethan Landry x Fem!Reader - Part 1

This contains SMUT - Minors DNI

Part 2

Summary: Your friend told you horrible lies about her ex-boyfriend, and once you get to know him, you realize he's not the monster she made him out to be.

Contains: Mentions of a toxic relationship, Dom-ish cocky Ethan, rough-ish sex, oral - f receiving, p in v, fluff (If I missed anything, PLEASE let me know. I'm sleep deprived atm)

A/N: This was the one that pulled me out of my writers block, lmao. It's still not where I want it to be, but I'm TRYING. I'll try to post more this week, but I will be busy so bear with me haha.

You didn’t know Ethan Landry, but you knew you didn’t like him. He used to date one of your friends, and after hearing all the horrible things he’d said and done during their relationship, you thought he was really scummy.

They dated in high school and couldn’t get enough of each other, so they wanted to go to the same college. They broke up right before freshman year started, and after almost a year, she still talked about him every chance she got. She’d tell you how controlling he was. The things he’d call her when he was mad. How he cheated on her. You couldn’t believe that she stayed in the relationship for as long as she did, because she never had anything good to say, except that she loved him.

You’d seen pictures of him, and after walking into one of your classes at the start of the new semester, you saw him in person for the first time. He was so shy as he took his seat in the lecture hall, some of the girls making their little comments about the rumors they’d heard about him. He didn’t seem like the type that would do the things your friend said, but maybe he was just really good at playing innocent. All you knew was that you needed to keep your distance from him.

When you met up with your friend later that day for lunch, you didn’t know if you wanted to bring up Ethan being in the same class as you, but once she brought him up, you decided to tell her.

“Speaking of Ethan…I saw him today,” you said, before taking a bite of your food. Her face dropped as she looked at you.

“Where did you see him?” she questioned. You explained that you saw him in one of your new classes, and she rolled her eyes. “Can you believe he still tries to text me?”

“What I can’t believe is that you haven’t blocked him,” you said, “I know I’d hate to see someone that treated me like shit’s name pop up on my phone.”

She started to giggle as you curiously stared at her. “I have him saved in my phone as ‘Tall loser with a small dick’, so I laugh every time he does text me.”

“That’s not toxic at all,” you said, as you started to think about what she’d said. “Wait, he treated you as bad as he did and has a small dick? What the fuck were you thinking?”

“All he had going for him was that he was cute,” she said, “But seriously, if I were you, I’d stay away from him.”

“Oh, please. Like I’d even want to be near him.”

Your morning wasn’t going as expected. You slept through all of your alarms; you didn’t have time to stop for coffee. You didn’t think your day could get any worse, until you walked into class and noticed the only empty seat available was beside Ethan. You took a deep breath before you walked over and sat down. Once you reached into your backpack, you realized that your laptop wasn’t there. You were in such a hurry when you ran out of your dorm and didn’t even think to grab it.

“Shit,” you whispered, “I’m so stupid.”

“Here,” Ethan said, passing you a notebook and a pen. You curiously looked at him as he offered a weak smile. “I always keep an extra notebook, just in case.”

“Thanks,” you said, a half-smile playing on your lips.

Once class started, you were taking your notes, but you kept glancing over to Ethan. He was so focused on typing that he didn’t notice, but you couldn’t help but wonder if everything your friend told you was true. At that moment, he didn’t seem like a jerk. Then again, he had only spoken a handful of words to you.

Ethan was aware of all the things that were said about him. He hoped that after a few weeks it all would’ve blown over, but once you have an angry ex-girlfriend paint you as some horrible, emotionally abusive asshole, it’s hard to come back from that. He knew that it was best for him to just keep his head down until he was able to transfer to a different school, where no one knew who he was. He was miserable at Blackmore, and he really had no reason to stick around, aside from the few friends he’d made.

After class was over, you tore the pages of notes you’d taken from the notebook to give it back to Ethan.

“Thanks again,” you said, as you handed it back to him.

“You’re welcome,” he said, shoving it back in his backpack. “I thought about just emailing you my notes, but I didn’t know if you’d want that.”

“You’re telling me I didn’t have to spend the last hour trying to write that fast?” you asked, as he flashed you a sweet, genuine smile. “Why wouldn’t someone want that?”

“I don’t know, maybe it’s because most people here hate me,” he said, sliding the straps of his backpack over his shoulders. “You’ve probably heard things about me.”

“Yeah…are they true?” you asked, as he shook his head.

“You’re the first person that’s asked me that. Everyone else just assumes everything is true,” he sighed, “But no, I’m not a bad person.”

You started to feel so guilty. You’d said plenty of bad things about him, but you only heard one side of the story. With your friends’ story changing so many times, getting more dramatic each time she told it, you were starting to realize that it was all bullshit. You still didn’t know exactly what happened, but you were curious to know what the truth was.

“You okay?” Ethan asked, noticing that you were lost in thought as you stood in front of him.

“I’m friends with your ex,” you said, as his smile slowly fell. “What’s the real story?”

He sat back down in his seat as the other students piled out of the room. You sat beside him as you waited for him to speak.

“I really loved her…but she was just so controlling. Then she cheated on me when she went to the beach with her family. I didn’t find out about that until right before we started college,” he said, looking over to you. “She was pissed that I broke up with her, then all these horrible things about me started going around.”

“That’s fucked up,” you said, as he nodded.

“Yeah, she’s still been trying to text me. I finally blocked her a few days ago.”

“Wait, she said you’ve been trying to text her,” you said, his eyes growing wide at your words.

“Her number’s been deleted from my phone for months. I have no interest in talking to her,” he said, “I know this must be weird for you since you are her friend, but I think it’s cool that you wanted to hear me out.”

“Well, I feel like I need to apologize…I’ve said some things about you that weren’t true.”

“She’s a good liar. She has almost the entire school hating me so it doesn’t surprise me that her friend does, too,” he said, as he stood back up.

“I don’t hate you,” you said, smiling at him. “I don’t know if you’d want to, and I know she’d kill me, but if you ever want to hang out sometime, let me know.”

“I’d like that.”

Ethan was kicking himself for not asking you for your number, or shit, even your social media so he could DM you. He thought you were beautiful, but he knew that hoping for a chance with you would be a reach. He really just needed more people in his life that believed him to make the time he still had at the university more enjoyable.

Your friend begged you to come to a random frat party that you didn’t feel like going to in the first place. After your talk with Ethan, you weren’t even sure you wanted to be around her. You still went, and after searching for her for almost an hour, you checked your phone to see a message from her that she wasn’t coming, and that she ran into one of the guys she’d been hooking up with on the way to the party.

“Why the fuck am I even here?” you said to yourself as you locked your phone and slid it into the back pocket of your jeans.

“Hopefully to hang out with me, if your offer’s still good,” you heard from behind you, recognizing Ethan’s voice.

“Hey,” you said as you turned to face him. “I didn’t expect to see the most hated man on campus here.”

“My roommate told me that if I stayed in my dorm tonight, he’d throw my Xbox out the window,” he said, glancing over to the muscular guy that was watching Ethan talk to you.

“Ah, so you were threatened into being social,” you said, as he started to laugh.

“I guess you could say that. Do you want a drink?”

“Sure.”

Ethan wasn’t much of a drinker; you could tell by the sour look on his face every time he took a sip. It gave him a little confidence though, as the two of you talked and got to know each other a little better.

“I don’t think I can drink this anymore,” he said, sitting the cup down on a table. You sat yours down too, and as soon as you did, someone bumped into you, shoving you into Ethan.

“Shit, I’m sorry,” you said, looking up at him. Your chest was pressed closely against his, his hands on your hips from catching you.

“Don’t be sorry,” he said, “You can stay this close to me all night, if you want.”

“Are you always this smooth? Or is it the alcohol?” you questioned as he smirked at you.

“I’m only buzzed,” he said, before he leaned down, placing his lips on yours.

Chad was still watching Ethan from afar, cheering and thrusting his fist in the air once he saw Ethan kiss you. He started to laugh against your lips before he pulled away to stare daggers through his roommate for interrupting the moment.

“I can’t take him anywhere,” Ethan said, as you smiled at him.

“We could go somewhere more private,” you suggested, as he took your hand in his.

“Want to go back to my dorm? He’ll be here for a while so I know we can talk without being interrupted.”

“Sure!”

Once you made it back to Ethan’s dorm, you were starting to think that he really did just want to talk. You enjoyed listening to him, though. He was telling you about all his hobbies and interests, and you were telling him yours. You started to glance around his side of the dorm room, noticing the cliché, dorky things you’d expect to see.

“Nice Star Wars poster, nerd,” you joked, as he smirked at you.

“Oh, I’m a nerd?” he said, as he nudged you back on his bed. He was hovering over you, his mouth inches from yours. The sexual tension got so thick as his eyes looked into yours, his hand rubbing your hip.

“Mhm,” you said, the corner of your bottom lip in between your teeth. “A hot nerd.”

He felt his cheeks start to heat up, and he really didn’t want you to notice, so he leaned down to finally connect his lips to yours. It didn’t take long for the kiss to get more intense, his tongue brushing across your bottom lip. You let him deepen the kiss, his tongue moving with yours as his hands started to roam. You whimpered into the kiss once his hand squeezed your thigh, your hips started to squirm underneath him.

He pulled away but still stayed close so the two of you could catch your breath. You were reading each other’s faces, and it was obvious that you both wanted more.

“How far do you want this to go?” he asked, his breathing still heavy as his eyes looked into yours.

“As far as you want,” you said, your sweet tone making him groan.

“That’s not what I asked you,” he said, as he leaned back down to kiss your neck. His curls were tickling you, but the only reaction you had were the soft moans slipping past your lips from how well his mouth moved. His hips were rutting into yours, showing you how hard he was for you.

“I want you to fuck me,” you said, as he pulled away to look at you.

“You sure?”

“Mhm.”

Ethan was a little, well, very eager. He got you undressed in what felt like seconds, leaving you in just your panties. Once he stripped down to just his boxers, you got a little curious. You glanced down to see his hard cock straining against the fabric, and started to laugh to yourself, your gaze going to the ceiling.

“What’s funny?” he asked, as he hovered back over you to take one of your nipples in his mouth. Your laughing stopped, a gasp slipping out when he started to suck. “I asked you a question,” he teased, before moving to the other side.

“She really does lie about everything,” you said, as his tongue swirled. “She said you had a small dick.”

He started to laugh against you, before he pulled back. “That’s funny, because she couldn’t take it.”

“I can,” you said, his smile turning to a smirk as his hand trailed down your body to rub you over your panties.

“We’ll see about that,” he said, as he moved lower down the bed to position himself between your thighs.

He slid your panties down your legs, before running his fingers over your wet pussy. Your eyes stayed on him, your bottom lip in between your teeth as he teased you. Your anticipation just kept building as he moved down the bed, positioning himself in between your thighs. He leaned in, slipping his tongue inside your entrance.

He was sloppily eating you out, his head moving from side to side. His arms hooked under your thighs to pull you as close to his face as he could as your hands went to his hair.

“So good,” you whimpered, your breathing getting faster as he worked you closer to your orgasm.

He slid his tongue out of you to focus on your clit, quickly replacing it with two of his fingers. Your back was arching off the bed as he moved his arm back and forth, applying as much pressure as he could to that spongy spot inside you as he sucked on your swollen bundle of nerves.

“You’re gonna make me cum,” you babbled, as he started to chuckle with your clit in his mouth.

That was all it took for your legs to start shaking and your grip on his hair getting even tighter. Once your pussy started to clench around him, he slowed his fingers to a slow roll, not wanting to overstimulate you. His tongue gently licked your clit as he worked you through it, your whimpers getting softer as you came down from your high.

“That was the best orgasm I’ve ever had,” you admitted through your shaky breathing. Ethan started to laugh a little as you looked at him, your eyes hazy. “What?”

“Just wait until I’m inside you,” he cockily said, “You still confident that you can handle it?”

“I know I can,” you said, your legs instinctively spreading wide for him as his fingertips ran up your thigh.

“What are you going to do when no one else can make you feel as good as I do?” he questioned, as one of his fingers started to rub circles on your clit.

“I guess I’d have to keep you around then,” you said, as he shook his head.

“You’d only have me until summer starts,” he said, his finger moving faster. “I’m transferring to a different school after this year.”

“No, you’re not..fuck. I’ll convince you to stay,” you said, relaxing into the bed as he teased you.

Ethan pulled his hand away from your pussy before he slid his boxers off. He crawled back on top of you and reached over to his bedside table to grab a condom.

“I might let you convince me,” he said, as he lined up with your entrance. You tensed up a little because you knew how big he was. “Relax, baby.”

You did as he said, taking a deep breath as he inched his way inside of you. You were moaning as he stretched you out, and when you thought he was all the way in, he just kept going.

“Oh fuck,” you whimpered, feeling so full as he finally came to a stop, wanting to give you plenty of time to adjust. “Told you..Fuck, I told you I could take it,” you said, already struggling to speak.

“Don’t get cocky,” he said, your mouth falling open as he started to move. “I’m going to ruin this pussy.”

“Ruin it,” you said, challenging him as your lusty, hooded eyes connected with his.

It took everything in Ethan to not immediately start pounding into you, but he didn’t want to hurt you. He started slow, your eyebrows already furrowing together, low moans slipping past your lips. The head of his cock hit that special spot every single time, but you needed more. He sped up a little as your legs wrapped around him, your hands gripped tightly around his biceps.

“Maybe you can take it,” he said, his breathing getting heavier. “Can I go faster?”

“Yes,” you whimpered, as his hips moved quicker.

Your brain was starting to turn to mush, the babbles slipping past your lips making absolutely no sense. The only thing your mind could process in that moment was how good Ethan was making you feel. He thought you were adorable, already so cock drunk, and he wasn’t even close to being done with you yet. He kept his pace, but occasionally thrust a little harder to see if you could take it, the loud moans slipping past your lips as your nails started to dig into his arms letting him know that you could.

He angled your hips to go even deeper. His pace was a little slow as he made sure you were okay. Your eyes were pleading with him to go faster, because you knew the words weren’t going to come out of your mouth. It was getting so hard for him to hold back, so he finally let go. He started to pound into you so hard that your skin was tingling, all the nerves in your body on edge. Your toes were curling as he slammed into your g-spot, your whimpers turning to cries as you felt your orgasm starting to build. It was hard for you to keep your eyes open, and you were sure Ethan was going to have your nail marks on his arms forever with how hard you were squeezing him.

“Fuck,” was the only word you were able to get out, your legs wrapping tightly around him as your body started to involuntarily jolt. Ethan was sure that everyone in the surrounding dorm rooms knew what was happening, because you were being so loud. He wasn’t letting up though. He loved that he was making you feel that good.

It only took a few more deep thrusts before your entire body started to tremble, loud whines flooding out of your mouth as the wave of euphoria washed over you. He chased his own orgasm as he fucked you through it, your pussy clenching him so tight that he was moaning himself.

“I’m almost there, baby,” he said, a slight rasp in his voice from all the panting he’d been doing.

You went limp, your grip on his arms and your legs around his waist relaxing as his hips started to falter, a loud groan slipping past his lips as he released into the condom.

He took a minute to catch his breath before he slid out of you. His abs were burning and his arms were sore from your nails, but he quickly got up to take the condom off so he could take care of you.

He crawled in the bed next to you as you adjusted to lay your head on his chest, still so fucked out that it was hard to process your thoughts. Ethan just held you close, his hands softly rubbing over your bare back as you relaxed into his touches.

“You’re okay, right?” he asked, after a few minutes of you not saying anything. You lazily nodded as your hand moved to rub across his chest.

You laid there in silence as you started to think about what’d just happened. You knew your friend was going to be pissed if she ever found out, but did that even matter? She made almost the entire university hate Ethan for things he never did, and it made you sad that he felt like he needed to switch to a different school so he wouldn’t have to deal with it anymore.

“So…” you finally said, “How can I convince you to stay?”

He let out a nervous laugh, not knowing the best way to respond. “I can’t take people talking about me the way they do anymore.”

“Even if I convince everyone that it was all lies?” you questioned, your tone playful as you angled your head to look at him. “I think it’d be awful for you to leave because of her. You could miss out on someone that would treat you right.”

“Someone like you?” he questioned as he looked down at you. You nodded, before he leaned down to kiss you. “You’re good at this whole convincing thing.”

“Does that mean you’ll stay?” you asked, smiling as you sat up to look at him.

“Yeah, as long as you don’t break my heart,” he said, wrapping his arms around you to pull you back down to his chest.

“I won’t.”

You stayed in Ethan’s bed for a couple hours, making plans for all the dates he wanted to take you on. It felt like you’d known him for way longer than just a few days, the two of you having an instant connection. You hated to pull away from him, but you knew you needed to get dressed before his roommate got home.

“It’s late, can I walk you back to your dorm?” he asked, as he started to put his clothes back on.

“I can’t believe I thought you were this horrible monster. You’re so sweet,” you said, as he smiled at you. “Yeah, you can walk me home.”

Ethan walked you to the front door of your building, pulling you into a gentle kiss before he pulled away.

“I’ll text you,” he said, as he started to back away.

“Yeah, let me know when you make it back to your dorm, please,” you said, as he nodded.

When you made it upstairs and got settled into your bed, you heard your phone vibrate as it charged on your bedside table. You grabbed it and saw a goodnight message from Ethan, a huge smile on your face as you responded to him. You were so exhausted from the time you’d spend with him, and you soon felt yourself start to doze off. You heard your phone buzz again, your eyes lazily opening to see if it was Ethan. You took a deep breath once you read the message that was sent to you.

‘Why the fuck were you kissing Ethan at that party?’

[rubylovessharks]

Hiiiii! I just stumbled across your blog and I’m in love. (Me rn-😍😍😍) Anywayssss, would you be willing to do some sfw/nsfw head-cannons for the seven demon brothers from obey me? If not all seven Asmo, Beel, Belfie, and Levi are my faves! Thanks so much in advance if you don’t want to do this I completely understand and my feelings won’t be hurt.

Please remember to drink plenty of water and get plenty of rest. With luv, Madzzz. 💜💜💜

^^^^Btw this is me manifesting you see this^^^^

omgg ofc i can!! (try-) alsoo thanks for the whishes, staying healthy is super important, so you should too! :D <3 gn!mc x the demon bros ;) considering the fact that you havent specified the gender of the mc im doing gender natural if thats ok- ok! so! sfw and nsfw hcs!!

so sorry if this wont be what you were hoping :(

Lucifer

🩷sfw🩷

can we all agree that this guy when he gets drunk he becomes clingy af?

he just sends you a bunch of messages telling you to come over

and when you do come over he's just laying in bed there, eyes half closed and face red.

anyway you get the point. when Lucifer gets drunk he wants to cuddle you for a few good hours

drunk times aside- normally your actual dates are more active.

by which I mean either you two talk about random stuff or Lucifer takes you somewhere

❤️nsfw❤️

the only time I think Luci will be willing to get fucked is when he's drunk. but you do need his consent waaay beforehand. as you should irl too

other then that he doms all the time.

I feel like he'd be into bdsm

i kinda think he'll be into rope stuff. he seems like the type who'd want to tie you up, but also in a pretty way ;)

also spanking.

Mammon

🩷sfw🩷

the typa guy who'd give you gifts saying he "coincidently" found it(asifhewasntlookingforthebestthingtogiveyou) and the moment someone sees you with it and asks about it and you say that it's from your boyfriend he becomes the happiest ever <3

also is really into pda, like he won't admit it- but he NEEDS to hold your hand in public. how else will people know you are his???

Mams is also really into kisses. like any kisses really- forehead kisses, cheek kisses, hand kisses, nose kisses ANY KISSES

unfraternally he'll sometimes come to you to ask to borrow money.... but he'll get you back

with a kiss on the cheek and the possibility of taking your walking privilege...

❤️nsfw❤️

switch, leaning to sub

the last thing I said about your walking privilege is true. Mammon thinks he just needs to fuck you hard enough as payback for letting him borrow some money

and with the stamina he has, it's totally enough to fuck your brains out ;)

I think he's into cuffs, won't matter if it's on him or on you, but if they go on his hands it has to be roleplay

what roleplay? cop stuff :3

Mams acts as an inmate or robber who just got caught, and you as a cop who is arresting him or punishing him

kinky stuff ya know?

I feel like he'd be into getting his cock milked as you ride him for hours upon hours

maybe has a choking kink? towards him I mean- he's too scared to choke you to death.. but there is a possibility that he'll choke you when he fucks you out of jealousy

Leviathan

🩷sfw🩷

gaming dates <3

canonically Levi isn't really one to like going outside so it makes sense that he'd prefer to hang in his or your room (mostly in his)

it'll take him some time until he'll actually be comfortable to be all touchy and physical.

but i like to think that even then he'd be more simple and not all clingy

aquarium dates ♡ once in a while, when he's actually ready for the outside world

he finds aquarium dates to be a little bit fun once or twice a year

but yeah it's mostly just gaming dates and dates where you watch anime and such-

AND cosplay dates

mostly ruri cosplay dates, but still cosplay dates as a whole ♡

❤️nsfw❤️

like with physical touch it'll take him a long time until he'll be ready for sex

he'll be all blushy and, sorry, kinda sweaty when sex is mentioned.

he's just so not used to it :(

LEVI IS A SUB.

well switch technically- but he's more in the being fucked out of his mind position then the fucking you out of your mind position

but how do you get him in a domy mood? probably either by making him jealous, or in a more competitive mood.

what do i mean? well just egg him on, tell him that you can totally win this game round, and the next one, and the next one. well you gotta win for it to actually work- but still. the more you do it the more upset he is

it doesn't work all the time, but he has a bit of a competitive side ;)

he's a kinda kinky guy, he'd probs be into things like tons of praise but with a mix of humiliation (to both sides)

like if you were to tell him that he's been soo good for you and what he does is probably sit on the floor while his mouth and face is being used for you to get off

Satan

🩷sfw🩷

reading dates :D

can happen in his/your room, but can also happen out in a cat cafe or a park outside :3

and if you aren't a person who likes to read Satan is willing to read for you once in a while

you and him will definitely take in cats without Lucifer's agreement, you'll just keep them in Satan's room or your's and take care of them there.

you, him and Belphie are out to get Luci. and if it's just the two of you without Belphegor it feels like a date idea for Satan :p

from time to time you'll hear Satan talk on and on about different research stuff that he's into for the time being

and you'll tots be hearing this guy talk a lot about his detective books

❤️nsfw❤️

cockwarming while Satan reads.

is there more to say? like do ya'll need an explanation????

this is getting in a more kinky-noteverydaykinks territory but can we agree that Satan is into collars?

it just seems right idk. like it won't matter to him who's wearing it- he likes wearing them, and seeing them on his s/o

another switch, i mean i like to think that most of them are switches.. but like I'll still say it every time.

leaning into dom territory, but he won't mind being fucked into oblivion

angry sex. who knows what might've started it but if he needs to take out his anger on something your hole will be number 1 (ofc he you say you dont want to he wont- everything is consensual)

also into roleplay stuff, probs petplay. kinky stuff

Asmodeus

🩷sfw🩷

first thing I'm going to say is painting nails dates. spa dates. any beauty care dates will happen.

and you can't escape it :)

he WILL post you on any of his social medias with captions that say things like "look at my lover ♡ aren't they the cutest!?" :3

I think Asmo will be the type of person who'd like to get gifts as a receiving love language, and as a giving love language it'll be physical touch

i feel like as a whole he likes being physical, I mean have you seen this guy?? but I think he feels more special when you buy or make him gifts <3

❤️nsfw❤️

THE KINKIEST GUY EVER

like he literally is the avatar of lust. like doesn't that make him kinky enough??????

switch and it's literally is 50/50 with sub and dom with him

toys. toys all the way. when he doms he uses toys, when he subs he uses toys. toys are something he really likes

of course there will be times when he doesn't want to use them and really get more lovey dovey ♡

during sex you two may switch between sub and dom at least once.

Beelzebub

🩷sfw🩷

shares with you anything he wants to eat ♡

it'll probably be half eaten if he already has his hands on it but he tries his best to control himself so you'd at least have even the smallest of bites <3

he sometimes accidentally bites you, like not super hard and painful but there are times it leaves a mark-

can and will give you piggyback rides if you ask him

when you two go to a restaurant and in typical Beelzebub fashion he eats too much and the bill is huge he'll tell you he'll be the one paying, even for your share.

COOKING DATES!!!!!!!!

sure he might eat half of the ingredients- but he'll try his best to not eat it all so you two can have a finished product ♡

❤️nsfw❤️

I know everyone says this but it's true. this guy eats you out like a pro.

and it doesn't matter if you have a pussy, a cock or anything else- it doesn't matter. he knows how to put his mouth to good use. and he can go FOR HOURS and not get tired. it's like his favorite thing♡

we all know this man is packing. probably has the biggest dick of them all(maybe diavolo's is bigger who wants to help me measure :))

and he's so sweet when you try to take him ♡ ♡ ♡

he'll tell you things like "You can do it" "I know..it is pretty big...but you took it before!" with such a sweet smile you know he says this not to make fun of you, but because he actually thinks you can take his huge cock ♡

Beel will proooobably lose control and kinda start fucking you like an animal in heat after a few while of fucking

but after that he does such nice aftercare!

Belphegor

🩷sfw🩷

naps all the way :3

you are the pillow. you can't say anything but yes.

I like to think that he has dreams about you, and if he dreams of something that he's actually willing to do in real life he'll ask you if you'd like to do it :D

when you two do go out he likes to hold your hand, for more then just pda. he might fall asleep while standing and walking from time to time, so you can notice if he fell asleep or not.

do you know what I think you two might do? go to bed stores and try out the beds :3

❤️nsfw❤️

sadistic fuck. (affectionate)

he's a dom, even when he's half asleep.

I think he'd kinda tell you to ride him even when it looks like he's about to fall asleep, and the moment you stop he's immediately awake telling you to continue

will degrade you, like he's real mean

he does like the idea of chocking you but ya know.. might take a while....probs a few years-

well anything too dangerous will take a few years until he feels like he can actually do anything to you..

he's into anything that can and will humiliate you

he'd be into somnophilia but towards himself

maybe towards you? with consent ofc but mostly towards himself

why? cuz he can and will fall asleep during sex. and if it's something like you riding him he'd be totally fine with you still going even when he falls asleep.

[lauriiyam]

break up✧₊⁺

G!p kim lip x fem reader

includes ; blowjob, cream pies, tit fucking, handcuffing.

jung eun’s pov - ,,

i woke up with y/n sleeping beside me, her lips pouted and her eyebrows furrowed.

i adjusted my dick quickly and headed to my bathroom

i did my business and then washed my hands but caught myself looking in the mirror at my face.

me and y/n haven't been doing too good, we're constantly arguing and it's not the type of relationship i want to be in, especially with her.

when i left the bathroom i saw y/n stretching. her shirt rode up and i could see her navel piercing and her tattoo.

her tattoo that i loved so much.

it was under her belly button and to the right, just along the line of her pelvis, and i could catch a glimpse of it everytime we had sex.

"why are you staring at me?" y/n asked.

i snapped out of my fantasy and turned to turn on my ps5 to play a game.

y/n got up and fixed her crop top and underwear that she slept in before kissing my cheek.

i pulled away a bit and she grabbed my chin and forced my face to meet her lips.

"excuse you." she said.

i stared off and y/n wrapped her arms around me, resting her head on my shoulder.

"can we talk?" i asked.

y/n nodded and i went to sit down on our bed.

y/n followed and sat behind me, rubbing my shoulders.

i didn't look at her and kept my eyes on my fingers, which i was twirling around my wrist.

"what's up?" she asked.

i didn't answer and she turned my face to look at her.

y/n saw my furrowed eyebrows and sat on my side now.

"are you breaking up with me kim jung eun?" y/n questioned.

i sighed and looked back down at my fingers.

"if you’re breaking up with me, you gotta tell me why." y/n said.

i finally tore my eyes away from my hands and looked her in the eyes.

her dark orbs stared into mine and she let out a scoff.

y/n then got off our bed and grabbed her shoes to slip them on.

"don't be mad. please." i begged.

"i'm not mad lip. im hurt. we're not breaking up until you give me a reason why your breaking up with me. im gonna go see my friends." y/n said and tied her shoes before leaving our room.

y/n walked into our home and threw her keys on the counter before taking her shoes off and throwing them at the floor.

i walked up to scold her for being out the entire day and not answering my texts but she glared at me when i stomped up to her.

"dude. why couldn't you just let me handle the conversation. i had it under control. you didn't let me fucking speak." i said.

"i didn't want to argue with you jung eun. i just wanted you to take time to try and understand what im feeling." she replied.

she began walking down the hall, fixing her hair, leaving me in the living room.

"get the fuck over here y/n." i said sternly.

i furiously followed her and grabbed her arm, making her pull away and push me against the hallway wall.

"how dare you talk to me like that after what you pulled this morning." she said sternly.

i went to pull myself off the wall just for y/n to push against my chest and pin me right back where i was.

"how are you gonna get mad at me?! you were gone all day, where were you?!" i asked.

"i was with my friends. i told you that." y/ n said.

i furiously furrowed my eyebrows again and tried to push against her.

her stronger arms kept me pinned against the wall.

"you could've been out fucking someone else all day. god knows it could've been more than one person." i blurted out.

y/n raised her eyebrows and dug her arm into my side, making me wince and squeeze my eyes shut.

"you're one to not trust me after you tried breaking up with me this morning with no explanation. i went out for a drink, god knows i need one after how you made me feel. you're being immature and childish for trying to gaslight me into thinking this is MY fault." y/n replied. 

my blood boiled and i started speaking without thinking.

"the least you could've done is tell me where you were. obviously there's a reason i was going to break up with you. and you wanna call ME immature and childish when YOU'RE the one who-oh fuck..." i started.

i was interrupted by y/n’s arm brushing against my cock, which was rock hard at this point.

"you fucking perv. how are you hard right now? you like seeing me mad?" y/n said and looked down.

my head was resting against the wall as she eyed my painfully throbbing dick.

"get the fuck off me." i said through gritted teeth at her.

her arm remained against my chest, keeping me on the wall.

me and y/n looked at each other, holding eye contact for a good minute.

we suddenly grabbed eachothers faces and pushed our lips against eachothers.

i grabbed y/n’s shoulders and pushed her against the wall, aggressively kissing her while her arms wrapped around my neck.

i harshly gripped the underside of her thighs, knowing it would leave bruises tomorrow morning, and she jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist.

she tipped her head up and i began sucking and kissing her entire neck.

"shit-" y/n whimpered, making her mouth drop and her hands grip the roots of my hair.

i took her off the wall and carried her down the hall to our bedroom, kicking open the door with my foot while continuing to decorate her neck with love bites.

when my knees hit the edge of our bed i let go of her thighs and threw her down onto the mattress.

she leaned up on her elbows, biting her lip while she eyed me.

i undid the tie on my sweats, pulling them down with my underwear making my cock spring up.

my hands grabbed y/n’s ankles and i pulled her to the very edge of the bed and then off the bed completely onto her knees in front of me.

she winced at the pain of her knees hitting the bare floor but quickly fixed herself and pulled my pants and underwear all the way off my legs before she allowed me to rest my tip against her lips.

"open." i said dryly.

she listened and opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out.

my cock twitched and i stepped forward, making her wrap her lips around my dick and suck.

i threaded my fingers into her hair and used both hands to push her against my length.

her nose hit the spot right under my belly button, making her eyes close and leak a tear down her cheek.

"fucking slut." i whispered.

she opened her eyes, looking up at me with plead and beg laced in her expression.

i bit my bottom lip and used my knee to push against y/n’s chest and pin her head against our bed.

she swallowed around my dick, her throat wrapping tighter around me making me moan.

i pulled out of her mouth, giving her a chance to breathe before pushing myself back into her throat.

my eight inches were perfectly inhaled by her gullet while i shoved it down her mouth.

she drooled down her chest and rested her hands against my thighs.

y/n shut her eyes again, gagging as i thrusted myself in her mouth.

i pulled myself out of her mouth fully, grabbing my base, slapping her cheek with my length before shoving myself back into her mouth.

y/n whimpered and i peered down to see her hand stuffed down her pants, rubbing herself while her other hand rested on my thigh.

"take them off. take it all off." i said, pulling out.

she quickly pulled off her shirt and bra, her pants and underwear following soon after.

she remained on her knees, her wetness oozing out of her and onto the floor.

"filthy whore." i said.

i grabbed her forearm and pulled her to stand up, making her moan, giving me the impression that she liked the treatment she was getting.

y/n layed back on our bed, spreading her legs and grabbing my tip, pulling me closer to her.

i looked down on her as she ran her fingers up and down her slit once, pulling it off and making me watch her pull her fingers apart, a string of her wetness connecting against her fingers before she rubbed it against my tip.

i shuddered at the sensitivity of my cock and y/n chuckled.

"don't call me a whore unless you're gonna grow a pair and fuck me like one." she said, biting her bottom lip as she started rubbing her clit.

my hand grabbed my length, pushing it against her clit before moving down and slightly pushing the very tip of my dick inside her.

i leaned down, spitting directly on her clit and then licking a bold strip up her slit.

"oh."

y/n moaned and grabbed my neck, pulling me up to kiss her.

we harshly made out for a minute before i pulled away and pushed my entire cock in her without warning.

she moaned and threw her head back, her hands gripping the sheets underneath her.

i moaned in unison at her tightness. even after how often we fuck she's still just as tight as the first time.

"you call that fucking? harder." y/n said.

i obeyed her request and gripped her hips, drilling my cock deeper inside her.

i kept a steady pace while she was moaning under me, her mouth stuck open as sweat dripped down her face.

i wasn't too far off as my hair stuck to my forehead and neck.

as i pushed myself inside her quicker, my hair flew in front of my face and wisps flying up as i exhaled heavily from doing all the work.

my hands pushed y/n’s thighs up against her chest and i leaned over her to hit her spot, being thankful she was flexible

y/n let out a loud moan and her boobs bounced with my thrusts into her.

my hips clapped against hers as my girlfriend shook underneath me while i repeatedly stuffed myself deep inside her.

y/n leaned her head up and clawed at my stomach as she neared her orgasm.

"oh fuck!" she moaned, throwing her head back again.

y/n's pussy clenched around my length as she came and she whimpered while riding out her high.

when i knew she was done, i pulled out and switched spots with her, throwing myself against the bed on my back and pulling her to straddle my waist.

"make me cum bitch." i said.

i scooted myself up to the head of our bed, grabbing her hips to grind against my tip before placing my hands behind my head to watch.

y/n leaned down to kiss me, making my eyes close as she grabbed my face.

i could hear her open our nightstand drawer, thinking she was grabbing a condom or some type of vibrator made me brush it off.

instead i felt cold metal on my wrists and i pulled away from the kiss once i realized she was handcuffing me to our bed.

"what the fuck?!" i said, trying to pull my wrists free.

y/n chuckled at me and bit her lip.

"take them off." i said sternly.

y/n shook her head 'no' and got off me, standing at the foot of our bed.

"i'm gonna go eat dinner. i'll be back in a little bit. sit tight." y/n said before leaving the room.

i pulled against my restraints while my dick began throbbing from the lack of attention it was getting.

it had been what felt like hours before y/n returned back to our room, opening the door and poking her head in.

my cock was painfully hard, twitching, throbbing, and leaking pre cum as y/n crawled back on top of me.

my tip was bright red, she eyed it before rubbing her hands up and down my toned stomach.

"please." i begged.

i never beg

"shh." y/n whispered against my lips.

she fit me inside her, only sitting down enough for my tip to enter her.

"please. baby." i whimpered.

"don't." she started.

she sat down fully, circling her hips before speaking up again.

"you know i'll do anything you say baby. don't waste your breath begging." y/n whispered against my earlobe.

she leaned up, resting her forehead against mine.

y/n's mouth dropped and she exhaled as she began moving her hips on my cock.

i whimpered again at the sensitivity, making me tug against the handcuffs.

she noticed and pushed herself up from my chest.

"if i take these off..." y/n started.

she reached over to our nightstand and grabbed the key to undo the handcuffs.

"...you have to promise me that i get to stay in control." she said.

i nodded eagerly and y/n unlocked the handcuffs, setting them down beside us, freeing my sore wrists.

i sighed as i sat up and grabbed y/n's waist, feeling her skin.

"open your eyes." she whispered.

i opened my eyes, not realizing they were closed and looked at her.

"hi baby" she smiled.

i blushed and hid my face in her neck, smelling her perfume, making y/n grab the sides of my face and pull me from her skin.

"we can do this all night." y/n said.

she pecked my lips

"or.." she started.

she tipped my head up to kiss just under my ear.

"i can make you cum and we can start all over again." y/n said again.

i stared up at her while she raised her eyebrows.

she smiled and lifted her hips up, arching her back to hit her spot.

"cum when you please angel." y/n whispered.

she pushed my chest down to lay me back against the bed and began riding my dick.

her hips moved back and forth between lifting herself up over me and then coming back down and circling her hips.

it didn't do much to her, but the small movements were driving me crazy.

"fuck..." i whimpered.

i furrowed my eyebrows and my mouth dropped, my hands reaching around to grab her ass.

i arched her back more, hitting a better angle for the both of us.

i got lightheaded as i neared my orgasm, y/n took notice and grabbed the sides of my face.

"take a deep breath." y/n said.

i did as i was told and began taking steady breaths, the pleasure becoming too much.

but god i was so desperate to cum. my entire body was strung tight, my muscles twitching.

y/n grounded her hips into mine and she continuously bounced back on my thighs. 

i felt my entire body jerk before i gripped her ass harder and shot my cum inside her.

y/n smiled and kissed my neck, rolling her hips to help me come down.

when she didn't stop i realized she was trying to make me cum again.

"i can't..." i whispered, a tear leaving my cheek.

"yes you can. i know you can, just one more." she replied.

she wiped my tear and got off me, tracing my abs with her lips.

she took her time at my v-line, now tracing abs with the tip of her tongue.

god she knows what drives me insane.

y/n smiled up at me while she leaned back up and kissed down my happy trail, which she refused to let me shave because she loved it so much.

"you wanna fuck my throat or my tits?" y/n questioned.

i stared down at her before realizing she was actually allowing me to choose before i made my choice.

"your tits. but stay down there." i said.

y/n obeyed and i pressed my dick against her chest before she pushed her boobs around me, enveloping me in her warm skin, making me shudder.

my girlfriend began bouncing her boobs up and down my length, jerking me off.

"fuck..." i moaned.

my hands searched for something to grab, the sheets having been slick with sweat and cum from the both of us.

y/n stuck her tongue out, licking my slit every time my tip stuck out from her tits.

she continued jerking me off like this, her body weighing down my legs to keep me from protesting.

i moaned, not being able to move my body. my length being too sensitive to continue.

i moan again, this one soaked with agony as she continued to torment my cock.

my dick was non stop leaking, running down the side and landing on my stomach.

"i know you can do it." y/n whispered.

her breath against my tip caused a surge of heat to inflict my entire body to jerk and attempt to push my girlfriends body off my own.

"come on." she whispered, this time against the underside of my dick.

she ran her tongue along the spot where the head of my cock meets the length.

i cried out, feeling too overwhelmed to even form a sentence and tell my girlfriend to stop, still feeling a perverted desire for more.

"let go lip." y/n said.

i did just that and felt my entire body unravel and a surge of pleasure pierce through me.

my legs shook and my eyes rolled into the back of my head while i came, decorating my girlfriends face and tits with my cum.

y/n removed herself from my length, wiping off her face and chest with her fingers and licking it off.

i exhaled heavily, not realizing i was even holding my breath.

"you did such a good job baby." my girlfriend whispered against my neck.

my chest heaved up and down with my deep breaths while y/n ran her hands up and down my stomach.

she drew her finger along my abs, making them twitch and shudder.

"come on." she whispered.

she got up from our bed and pulled me to sit up.

"i'm gonna throw the sheets in the washer and then we can relax, got it?" she asked.

i nodded and y/n pecked me on my lips, grabbing my face with her hand.

my girlfriend was laying on my front, her back pressed against my boobs while we soaked in the bath.

my arms were wrapped around her shoulders, her fingers tracing my blue butterfly wrist tattoo.

she was staring in front of us, both of us sitting in silence.

the lights were dimmed and the candle lit in the corner of our bathroom illuminated our skin.

“jung eun, I think i’m pregnant.”

[littlxpxtal]

Thunder

TYRANTS || STORY MASTERLIST

PAIRING: rafe cameron x fem!reader

WARNINGS: MDNI 18+ Content, swearing, sexual content, drug and alcohol use, violence

WORD COUNT: 2.9K

You act like fucking Mr. Brightside when you're with all your friends

But I know what you're like when the party ends

March

My eyes fluttered open, brightness blinding them. When I realized it was morning I shot straight up, frantically looking around. I wasn’t in my room. I was in Rafe’s room. He was nowhere to be seen, but I could hear rumbling in the bathroom.

I look around for my phone, finding it plugged in on the bed stand next to a cup of water and a bottle of aspirin. I unlock my phone to see a text from the group chat with Kie, Cleo and Sarah.

Need to regroup ASAP. Text when you’re awake and we’ll meet at the cafe.

Im up!

I start to type before Rafe walks out, with a towel wrapped around his waist. Drops of water line his shoulders, and his hair was damp, the ends dripping onto the floor.

“Morning princess” he says with a smirk, walking over to his dresser.

“Why am I here rafe. What s going on?” I ask, suspicion raising from my voice. The questions lingered in the air for a few moments before he grabbed something from the top drawer and shut it.

”You practically collapsed on the beach. And your stupid fucking friends were too preoccupied with John B and JJ to help you, so I made sure I took care of you.”

“Was I really that bad?” I mumble, looking down at my phone and opening my camera roll to see silly selfies of me with all my friends. No evidence of what the night ended up as.

“I could tell you were out of it as soon as you walked into the room upstairs.” He stated plainly.

”you were fucked up too.” I quip back. He cocks an eyebrow and turns to open his closet.

”Didnt say I wasn’t. Just said I took care of you. Your welcome by the way.” He returns back from his closet with a shirt and jeans.

“Tell me what happened with the gun.” I asked, watching him intently as he changed infront of me.

“Look JJ brought the fucking gun, was pointing it at people and starting shooting at the damn sky. No one got hurt but that motherfucker is going to get locked up.” I close my eyes and hold my breath. I didnt even ask how JJ got that gun. And the thought of him getting put away like his dad made me want to vomit.

“Everyone’s okay though right?” I whisper. Rafe shakes his head and buttons up his top.

”That was a declaration of war, Y/N. That means you need to choose a fucking side, alright? The pogues, or your own damn people.” His voice was raising as he stepped closer to me. I curled up into a ball, looking up at him fearfully.

“I’m not choosing.” I say back.

”Then get the fuck out.” He growls. I scramble to my feet off his bed, and look around for my shoes and purse. Once I locate them across the room, I walk out without saying goodbye. I walk over to Sarah’s room, but its empty. Looks like she chose.

I grab my phone and finish texting the group back.

im up and on my way.

When I get to the cafe, I get a flash of Deja vu from last summer, when we all recapped. Again, the topic of conversation was going to be JJ.

I greet the girls and sit down, my body slightly trembling from the awful hangover looming in my head.

”JJs gone MIA” Kie finally breaks the silence.

”Probably for the best. Everyone on this damn island is talking about what happened last night.” Sarah states, swirling her straw in the cup of iced coffee she had barely sipped on.

“We need to find him and help him!” Kie says, tears forming in her eyes. I reach out and touch her shoulder and she flinches back.

”And where the hell did you run off to?” She hisses, leaning away from me.

”I-I blacked out and the next thing I know I was in Rafe’s room.” Kie rolls her eyes and huffs.

“How the hell did you end up there?”

”He said I practically passed out and everyone else was preoccupied with John B and JJ so he just took me with him.”

”So he stole you” Cleo finally chimes in.

”He was just making sure I was okay.”I whisper, my head hanging low, hands fiddling in my lap.

”Look, were glad your safe, but you know what this means right?” Sarah asks me.

”Im aware. Rafe made it pretty clear, and he didnt like my answer.”

the girls all whipped their heads at me.

“Im not letting this stupid shit make the whole kook vs pogue thing blow up again. It’s stupid and dumb. Im not saying JJ was right to point a damn gun at people but someone was drowning John B. No one was in the right.” I state firmly, finally looking up.

“It was Noah. He was the one drowning him.” Sarah says with a Frown.

“When the hell did Noah get involved in that fight?” I gasp.

”He must’ve been watching topper and rafe fighting with them and he just shoved them aside when john b fell and held him down. I don’t even think JJ knows what he did to you. If he did, he would’ve shot him.” Says Cleo.

”Does anyone know who was holding me back?” I ask. My memory was still foggy.

”Who do you think?” Sarah rolls her eyes and takes a sip of her drink.

”you were giving him a real run for his money I’l tell you that.” Cleo laughs and nudges my shoulder.

“It was weird, seeing him so willing to stay out of the fight to keep you safe. I’’ve never seen him do that. Like ever. And as soon as the gun started going off, you were gone.” Sarah whispers.

I looked back down and sighed.

“What do the boys say about JJ?” I ask.

Kie puts her head in her hands.

“They think he took his dads boat and is just cruising around the island. They went out this morning to go find him but we haven’t heard anything yet.”

“Where the fuck did he get a gun?” I asked the question I’ve been holding in all morning. The girls exchange a look and there’s a few moments of silence. I feel myself getting agitated, and ask again.

”Where the fuck did JJ get a gun.” I hiss.

”Look… there’s a little .. project we’ve been working on. We haven’t brought it up because . Of implications.” Kie starts. I adjust myself in my chair and lean in.

”We’re hunting for the Royal Merchant.”

I let out a laugh and look around at the other girls. Their faces are plain and still.

”You’re not … you’re not serious are you? You’re treasure hunting? Like Big John?”

All three of them nod their head.A few moments of silence pass as I try to process this.

”Okay so, you got a gun to find the treasure?”

“Well, the boys stumbled upon it as we’ve been looking for clues and hints and stuff. We’re not the only people looking for it,”

”I cant believe you guys wouldn’t tell me about this.” I exclaim, feeling extremely excluded.

”Y/N, please don’t be upset.” Kie says, reaching over to touch me. I flinch back and stand up.

”Look I gotta get home. But,” I sigh and look at each of them.

”If you need anything, you can always call me. I want to help JJ, “ the girls nod their heads and stand up to hug me

”what do you have going on next week?” Cleo asks.

“It’s Kook spring break. Im staying home though, I was hoping to visit my sister at her college or something for a few days.”

”We think we know where some of the gold is located, but we’re working on getting the right gear. We’ll let you know what the plan is okay?” I nod my head and walk out of the cafe. When I check my phone there’s 10 missed calls from each of my parents, and at least 20 texts asking me where I am. Im so fucked.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

”Where the hell have you BEEN.” My mother shouts at me as I walk in the front door.

”I was with Sabrina.”

”Bullshit.’ My dad shoots back, standing up from the couch.

”We’re you there last night, with those , Pogues.” My mom spits out the last word like its poison.

“It was a kook and pogue party, and I wasn’t there for whatever fight happened, we left before then.”

”You know we were worried sick about you?” My dad says walking over to me. I brushpast him towards my room.

”I get it aright. You hate the pogues, im grounded, still cant see them if even though I HAVENT in almost a YEAR.”

”This is exactly what we were warning you about. JJ shot off a GUN!” My mother shrieks. “They have a manhunt out there for him right now,”

”There’s worse things happening on this island than that right now. Did they even tell you guys why he did that? Someone was drowning john B. A kook was going to kill him, it was self defense.”

My dad scoffs and my mom crosses her arms across her chest.

“What has gotten into you, Y/N?” I look around to see their bags packed and by the front door. I remember that they were going on a trip for spring break with my younger sister and her friend. I was invited, but I declined, hoping that I could join Sabrina on her trip, but she decided to go on her own family trip last minute, so I would just be staying on figure 8 for the week. Honestly at this point, its what I would’ve preferred anyways, especially knowing whats going on with the pogues, I need to be able to go down there without being tracked by al the narc ass kooks.

”Nothing.” I mumble. “Im going to my room. Have a good time on your trip I’ll see you guys when you get back.”

At this point I didn’t care, I didn’t want to hear or see them anymore. I cant wait to graduate and get off this damn island just Like my sister did.

I wake up from my nap around 7pm and the house as empty. After heating up some noodles I sat on the couch and watched trash tv. Around 8:30 my phone started ringing.

Incoming Call: Rafe Cameron

I rolled my eyes and clicked decline, going back to my show. A minute passes and my phone starts ringing again.

Incoming Call: Rafe Cameron

I sigh, and click answer this time.

”What do you want Cameron?”

”You left some stuff at my place, and im leaving tomorrow. Can I stop by and drop it off?”

”fine.”

”alright well im here so open the door.”

I whip my head to the front door, and again, just like last time, the porch light is on.

I open the door and he walks in with a tote bag that has a few things clinging around in the bottom.

”Uh, here” he says passing the bag to me.

“Thanks.” I peak in to see its some random stuff that must’ve fell out of my purse, a sock and my jewelry.

“Im, uh sorry about this morning. I didn’t mean for you to storm off that like, Im just pissed because I know it’s only going to get worse.” He says, scratching the back of his head. I shut the front door and walk over to the couch, pressing pause on my show.

“You know better than to talk to me like that, rafe.” I say sternly crossing my arms. He stands awkwardly and shifts around, fumbling with his keys.

“Mind if I sit?”

I nod my head nad he strides over, taking a seat a few feet away from me. I bring my knees up o my chest and turn to him.

“Do you know where he is?” He asks, a plain look across his face.

“What, are you a cop or something” I shoot back. His face twitches and he cracks his knuckles.

“It’s just a question.”

”No I don’t. “ he nods his head and looks around.

”Anyone home?”

I shake my head.

”they left for spring break.”

”oh” he says softly. ”I am really sorry” he says again, turning his body more to face mine.

”I heard you were the one holding me back last night. You probably saved me from getting hurt.”

”Noah was on a fucking rampage. Im honestly kind of sad JJ didnt shoot him. Dickhead deserves it. and I couldn’t stand to see you get hurt.”

”You still got involved in the fight at first though.” I recount. He lowers his head.

”It was Top, Y/N. I couldn’t let him be outnumbered like that.”

I sigh and slowly nod my head. Although I didn’t agree, I understood his need to protect his friend. I would’ve done the same.

“So, do you forgive me?” He asks, scooting closer on the couch and resting his hand on my knee.

I look up at him and feel my heart rate quicken, I open my mouth to say something but shut it when he brings his face up to mine.

”If you don’t, I think I can find a few ways to make it up to you.” He smirks, trailing his fingers up and down my thighs.

“I’d like to see you try” I can feel his breath against my neck as he cranes his neck to get closer to my ear.

“I can make that happen.”

He pressed his lips against my neck, holing got me there for a few moments. A sigh escaped my lips, I needed him desperately.

”Im” kiss. “So” kiss. “Sorry” suck. Another sigh escapes my lips and I close my eyes, rolling my head to the side for him to keep going. Although I know no one is coming home, it worried me that we were doing this upstairs. As if he could read my mind, his arms slid under me, lifting me up in the air, pressing himself between my legs. I wrap them around his waist and bring my hands up to his face, pulling him in for a kiss.

As he leads us to the basement, I realize we left my phone on the coffee table.

“Rafe can we go back to get my phone” I mumble against his mouth.

He turns us back around and leans over to grab the phone. I start sucking on his neck and running my fingers through your hair.

“You got a text.” He says plainly. I shush him against his neck and continue to suck.

“It’s from JJ. He needs you to help him.” My head jerks up and I stare at him.

”What are you talking about.” I reach over to grab my phone from his hand and he jerks back, letting me slide down and off his body.

“Says he needs you.” Rafe looked angrier than I had seen him ever be towards me.

“You said you didnt know where he was.” He grumbled, walking over to grab his shoes.

“I don’t, II don’t I swear, where - WHERE are you going.” My voice starts to raise and I start after him. He throws my phone across the room onto the couch then holds his hand up.

“I know how you are when it comes to them. They’re always going to come first. You’re a bad liar, you know that right?”

I watch my phone get tossed and snap my head back, walking slowly towards him.

”what the actual fuck are you going on about right now, you are just assuming im lying about shit you know NOTHING about.” I throw my hands up in the air and a lump in my throat forms.

“Im fucking done” he whispers, reaching for the front door.

“STOP, DONT” I pleaded with him, running towards the door.

“Look I got an early flight in the morning and I don’t need to be dealing with your shit right now. I don’t know what the fuck you think you’re doing if you get involved with him, but you’re an idiot if you help him.”

”Rafe stop” He turns back at me one last time. “I don’t know where he is.”

”Even if you don’t, he still thinks he can go to you for help. And that’s a fucking problem.”

I stand there frozen as he walks out of the door.

It feels like the entire world stopped spinning, I wasn’t even sure if I was still breathing. I could hear his truck start up in the driveway, the lights beaming through the curtains.

Time stood still for what seemed like an eternity until the living room went dark again. I finally walked back over to the couch and grabbed my phone. I ad a missed cal from JJ. I clicked the notification. The phone rang once and then was picked up.

“Y/N, You need to come here now.”

”Are you where I think you are?” I whisper into the phone.

“Yes.”

”Im on my way, do you need anything?”

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[nodoubtily]

hiiii i js wanted to ask if you could do an inexperienced!jake x experienced!reader fic?

(if you don't mind that is)

but if you cannnn please doooo

-🪼

!! Of course! I didn’t know if you wanted him to be a certain way, but I’ve made Jake lean to being more submissive. Like extremely. Anyways, here you go!!

TW-// smut so MDNI!! Dom x Sub dynamic, cowgirl, experienced!Dom x inexperienced!Sub type shii, oral practices (m received), fingering, pet names (good boy, baby), unprotected sex (wrap it up!), cumming inside. LET ME KNOW IF I MISSED ANYTHING.

It wasn’t like he was a virgin, but when you got together with him, he had only ever had sex twice. You, on the other hand, had been in multiple relationships with sexual interactions, gaining you more experience. So, on nights like tonight, you really enjoy yourself.

“Oh shit.” His hands scrunch up the sheets, eyes tightly shut as his orgasm edges nearer. “Doing so good for me, Jakey. Letting me touch you like a good boy.” Your hands work faster, tugging his extreme hard-on like your life depended on it. In a way, it did. You’d do anything to see Jake whine and moan.

“Please-“ he splutters, his chest heaving and abs clenching. The sight looked so beautiful from where you were; laying flat on your stomach as you make-out with his tip, hands gliding along his thick shaft with ease, little moans leaving his swollen, wet lips.

“Tell me what you want, baby,” you say before dropping a glob of spit on his sensitive tip. “How can I help if I don’t know?”

“N-need to be insi-“ his hips thrust up to meet your hand halfway. “Inside you, baby. Please.” You pretend to think for a moment and he stares down at you in an exasperate manner, as if you didn’t already have your mind made up.

“Wanna fuck me? Is that what you want? Wanna breed my cunt?” You ask, squeezing his cock every now and then. Jake hysterically nods. “Words.”

“Please-!” You don’t need to be asked twice. You climb off the bed, slowly sliding your white lacy set off your body, showcasing your hot body. His eyes lustfully rake down your frame, his wet dick standing tall and proud.

You straddle Jake, his cock laying underneath your heat. You bring your middle finger to his mouth.

“Suck, baby.” You gently ask, and he does, grabbing your finger, entering it into his warm mouth as he swirls his tongue over it. You bring it to your downstairs entrance. “You’re really thick, Jakey, so I need to quickly prepare myself so this doesn’t hurt more.” You finger yourself slowly, before adding another, hissing at the stretch, before sliding them out quickly, too horny for his dick. You then sit up, lifting yourself off his lap so you could align his cock with your pussy. Jake quivers in excitement, before moaning loudly as you sink onto him, his large dick bottoming out, filling you, nice and snug. “Fuck, you’re so tight!” he exclaims, hands coming to your thighs. You’re panting, needing time to adjust, because your boyfriend is really big. And you never know if you feel bad that he didn’t know he was big because he rarely had sex, or to feel glad that basically no one really got his cock like you do.

“Yeah, baby? All for you, m’kay?” You say, your hands palming his abs, which only fuel you to start grinding. His hands squeeze your thighs in an attempt to stop you. “Baby, m’gonna cum inside you, sl-slow down..” you only speed up, tightening your walls around him.

“Cum in me, Jakey. Be a good boy and give it to me.” You moan, bending down, your hands on either side of Jake’s head as you bounce quickly. His arms wrap around your waist, pressing you against him as you still bounce, indicating he was going to cum.

“Fuck, shit! I’m cumming. Im cumming, I’m going to fucking-“ Jake’s mouth opens as he lets out a desperate moan. “Yes!” His seed shoots deep in your hole. Jake begins panting, before whining again.

“What’s wrong, baby?” You coax ask in worry. But you already know.

“S-sensitive. Please, slow down.” You only giggle, before sitting back up, hands on his chest as you grinding against him. He lets out a shy whimper. You take a moment to admire him; his hair is still so fluffy, but some of its sticking to the face you love sitting on, his mouth plump and open, eyes drowned in the oceans of lust that course throughout the whole room. He looks so beautiful to you, and you can’t believe he’s all yours.

“All mine. You’re all mine.” You whisper, before sitting up properly, bouncing, chasing your pending orgasm.

ALSO DONT BE SCARED TO SEND IN REQUESTS I LOVE IT

[honeybadger16]

Charles Leclerc! Boyfriend Headcanons

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x reader 

Warnings: sexual themes, swearing, Charles being a simp for his GF

Word Count: .6k

a/n: Im thirsting over this photo so hard. I want them around my throa-

Charles is such boyfriend material 

the first date would include a tour around Monaco with Charles showing you his favorite spots growing up 

Extremely attentive to your mood and feelings

would actively listen and get angry with you when you come home and vent about the stupid people at your job 

“yeah fuck her” 

if you get a period he’ll get you ten different kinds of chocolates and all the types of pad or tampons the store has 

fusses over you

“you need to stay in bed!”

“Charles I’m just on my period not dying” 

“shh you need all the rest you can get” 

when he’s away for races he’ll text you good morning and night every.single.time.

sends you photos of what reminds him of you 

this included the pink tulips in his mom’s garden, the baby deer he spotted on his run, and the delicious strawberry gelato he got with Arthur

his entire camera roll is photos of you off guard 

to you, the photos should never see the light of day, but Charles could stare at them all day

expect all the pet names in the world with him 

“Mon amour, Mon Chéri, princess, my love, etc.”

speaking of princesses, expect him to treat you like an actual princess

likes to tie your high heels before you go out, so he can sneak a few kisses on your body

when he had a rough day he likes to sit at the piano and play for a bit

you usually sit by him resting your head on his shoulder as he pours out his emotions through his self-written songs 

you would encourage him to release his music on his platforms, giving him the courage to share his creativity with the world

at home dates are a must 

these dates would include binge-watching 2000s romcom movies and eating sugary and fat foods Charles’ nutritionist would not approve of

you would also convince him to let you do skincare on him (face masks, moisturizers, toners, etc.) 

he secretly loves the attention you give him and looks forward to stay-in date nights

this man is so dramatic

would get offended if you watched an episode of a show without him 

“I’m so hurt mon amour how could you do this to me.”

fighting is inevitable for any couple, and yours would most likely stem from the stress of racing and the effects it has on Charles 

Sometimes when Ferrari’s strategy or engineering goes to shit, Charles will come home in a bad mood 

This will cause him to respond in a curt and rude manner

After a few hours have passed he will come and apologize to you, kissing you all over your face asking you to forgive him

he loves when you use flavored lip balm, it gives him an excuse to kiss you more as he tries to guess the flavor

his favorite color on you is red, especially when shopping for lingerie

the first time you wore red underwear for him, he nearly came in his pants 

his mom would approve of the two of you seeing how happy you make Charles 

this man is whipped

he’s constantly heart eyes towards you 

will buy you all the nicest perfumes, jewelry, and shoes 

got you a necklace with the initial C and wears a matching bracelet with the initial of your first name 

loves when you wear his name on your shirt during racing weekend 

people would know that you’re dating regardless of the shirt because he’s attached to you in the paddock

whether it’s holding your hand or wrapping his arm around your waist he loves feeling you next to him

always looks for you first in the crowd when he stands on the podium 

considers you his rock and would do anything for you 

[dipperscavern]

i know you already talked a bit about mean!robb but what about the other stark men? do you think theyre ever mean? do you think youd have to ask them? or would you be able to push their buttons to get them to go to town in you? are they mean in different way?

i just want to know more about the starks being meanies in bed 😮‍💨

GOOODNIIIIIIIIIIGHT SAVANNAH. MEAN STARKS MEAN STARKS

okay, so, all the starks are inherently gentleman. it’s in their blood, and how they were raised. northmen don’t PLAY about their women. but, that’s not saying they can’t be mean.

cregan. i’m sweating.. okay. cregan can be “mean”, but i’m imagining a very specific type of mean. instead of punishing you, it’s more of him showing you what he really can do to you. remember when i said cregans pace in eating you out would be slower, but it would be really intense? i think it’s the same for fucking. when cregans being mean its very intense and overwhelming. like, crying into the pillow limbs shaking overwhelming. robb is very taunting when he’s mean, but cregan wouldn’t even say anything. just letting his body do the talking. however, if you could see him, you’d see the smile on his face (tee hee).

i don’t think you’d even necessarily have to ask cregan to be mean or rough. he’d see it as an attitude adjustment. oh… oh walk with me. if you’re being snappy all day, plain rude and disregarding everything he’s saying, he gives you a warning. he reminds you of his size after a particular snarky comment, backing you against the wall without even using his hands to push you. just pauses in his tracks, looks at you, sees you unwavering, and stalks toward you without word. then, if it continues, he’ll just push you towards your chambers silently with a hand on the small of your back.

he’d definitely gauge your reactions throughout the day to make sure that it’s what you’re really after, and when he’s proven right, even in the middle of an attitude adjustment he’s making sure he’s not pushing your limits too far. he’s attentive, even when he’s bullying his cock in you. 🫠

[coughs and almost throws up on myself. sits back in my office chair and leans out the open door] LINDA. CAN WE GET MEAN JON SNOW ON THE PHONE?!

with jon, he’s only able to be mean in a dirty context. sorry but u can’t convince me otherwise. out of a dirty context, robb could definitely be mean. cregan could be assertive…. hm… IM GETTING OFF TRACK.

jon is a patient man. he’s understanding, and honestly, you might have to give him some serious hints on what you want. he could definitely get the idea on his own, but it would be better/easier to talk to him about it. he would be unsure at first, afraid of hurting you, but if you push his buttons you’d get what you want. when you’re being snarky and pushing his buttons, he’d just give you these looks. his eyes are dark, and he’s clearly frustrated, but he won’t do anything in front of other people. he’d make you think he let it slide, and then you’re walking to your shared chambers & he’s suddenly dragging you there, closing the door & pushing you against it.

and… can i be real… i don’t think he’d even use his cock. you love when jon uses his mouth on you. he’s so good at it, it’s almost like a reward. but, with that being said… edging. that’s his way of being mean. he’s skilled with his tongue, he knows how to make you cum. so he won’t. he’ll get you there, he’ll make you get soooo close — and then pull away, making you whine. he’s not mad forever though, and he can’t resist making you cum for long. he just needs to get his frustration out, then you can finish <3

oh but.. freshly post resurrection jon snow. i think he needs to fuck you. hard. bend you over till you’re crying. he’s grunting and panting,. and… and…. [i go limp] [lindas voice crackles over the intercom] “SHES DOWN! CODE BLACK” [emts come and retrieve me with a stretcher]

[angelyuji]

yandere rick sanchez headcanons

(obviously very ooc… like im taking his worst characteristics and turning the dial to 100)

cw // spoilers for literally the entire show, noncon, stalking, kidnapping, torture, being kept like a pet, drugging

18+

RAUEIA:ADOBAIDHJO?S{DH*}

canonically big dick like i need him BAD

guys im so in love with this old fucker

season 1+2 rick would definitely just keep you around for sex

the only reason he hasn’t gotten rid of you is cuz you’re a “good fuck”

literally treats you like an object or a cute little pet

“e-eat.” rick places a plate on a table he brought for you. he moves away to type on some computer. all you remember is a green portal in your room and a man you had never met dragging you out of bed. the room you were in was filled with computers and equipment. he didn’t bother to tie you up.

you don’t move, hearing your silence, rick turns to look at you. he burps, “i-i-i bring you some food out of the goodness of my h-heart and you’re not going to eat it?” you don’t answer. “s-s-stupid fucking b-bitch.” he moves over to grab you by the hair and pulls you closer to the table. “eat the fucking food.” you scream, your scalp searing in pain, as he shoves your face onto the table.

s1+2 rick kinda feels like the type to peer-pressure you into a drinking or doing drugs because he can

like he’d definitely force you to some alien drugs just cuz he can or cuz you’re not as resistant when you’re high off your balls

but season 3 and onward??? oh he’s so obsessed with you

let me explain this personality change

by season 3, rick is starting to care for his family so if you meet him after the whole federation prisoner arc of his, he’s more of like a clingy wet cat vibe… like imagine wisp the cat…. guys i lowkey cooked with that comparison

he’s allowed himself to care for his family (even sometimes jerry)

so when he meets you, this sweet, kind, beautiful person. he wants to protect you. he wants to keep you safe from all the shit that happens to the people in his life

constantly checks on you, calling and texting you daily. he always tries to play it off as a butt-dial

‘sdas’ you’re at work when your phone buzzes as rick’s text comes through. you look at the gibberish, roll your eyes, and continue working. 15 minutes later, a green portal flashes open next to you. everyone jumps in surprise, looking at the portal as rick walks through. “why didn’t you text me back?” rick grabs your arm, looking pissed. you look around, embarrassed.

you lower your voice to a hush, “you texted me gibberish? what exactly was i supposed to text back?” his grip on your bicep tightens and you wince.

“i-it was an accident, but y-you didn’t text back and i was worried.” rick starts to pull you into the portal, but you stand your ground.

“rick, i’m working. you have to go.” rick’s face darkens at your words, but he lets go when your coworker comes up to you.

“is everything alright?” she looks concerned and alarmed at rick’s appearance, and he rolls his eyes.

“(y/n) here, didn’t answer my text so i got worried.” rick pulls you into a tight hug and whispers into your ear, “next time, text me back.”

builds you a bunch of stuff to keep you safe like a chip that insta-kills anyone that it detects to be bothering you

that first week of meeting you, he had broken into your house at night and planted a tracker in your skin when you were sleeping, so he knows where you are at all times

during the whole killing rick-prime arc, he was so scared that you would get hurt or prime would come after you

he didn’t want to lose you like how he lost diane and beth :(

“baby, come on, it’s for your safety.” rick pleads as you slam your hands against the force field.

“SO YOU TRAP ME IN A CAGE????” you scream as rick presses a hand against the wall.

“it-it’s just for your protection, baby, i can’t lose you too.”

“FUCK YOU, RICK. I SWEAR WHEN YOU LET ME OUT OF HERE, WE’RE DONE.” you wouldn’t stop screaming at him. morty watches, uncomfortably.

“are-are you sure this is okay, rick?” rick’s face is unreadable as he registers your words.

“it-it’s fine, morty. i just won’t ever let them out.”

rick also seems like the type to have a breeding kink, but like with the no kids yk (this mf does NOT want more kids) (especially after the whole ghia incident)

like he doesn’t use condoms and he doesn’t pull out, because he likes marking you as his from the inside.

he would definitely have a marking kink like hickeys, love bites, collars, anything that shows the world that you’re taken by him

rick’s hands caress you as you struggle in your bonds.

“i’m sorry, baby, so so-sorry.” he buries his head in your shoulder, sucking at your nape. his hands start to pull at your pants and you struggle harder. he pulls away from your neck to leave wet kisses down your chest, “i know, i know, i’m sorry, sweetie. you just looks so cute, so sw-sweet. it’s really not my fault.”

[billsbabydoll]

“𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓊𝓃𝒻𝒾𝓍𝒶𝒷𝓁ℯ, 𝒸𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝒷𝓇ℯ𝒶𝓀 𝓉𝒽𝓇ℴ𝓊𝑔𝒽 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓌ℴ𝓇𝓁𝒹.”

contains:HARSH ANGST+SMUT<3

summary:finally getting sick of bills toxicity and instability, i packed up all of my belongings and planned to “leave him” or as i stupidly told myself, only to find myself easily falling back into his same hypnotizing trap.

WARNINGS:abusive relationship, fighting, arguing, manipulation (I DO NOT CONDONE ANYTHING THAT HAPPENS in this story, this story is ONLY for entertainment purposes!!!), very narcissistic and misogynistic bill, hard-dom!bill, dumb-sub!reader, p in v (against the wall), degrading, pet-names, LIGHT choking, heavy breeding kink.

notes:as someone who has experienced theses types of situations firsthand, if you ever do find yourself in these kinds of circumstances please take the initial steps to get yourself out that relationship immediately, youll be fine i promise love ya!

HEAVY THEMES AHEAD!

“yeah go fucking cry about it you sensitive bitch, get the fuck outta’ my face!”bill loudly shouted at me from the living room as i ran and locked myself into our shared bedroom, tears streaming profusely down my cheeks, as i tumbled onto the bed and proceeded to curl myself up into a small pathetic ball.

im tired of living like this, being so isolated, feeling so trapped, being so mentally and physically drained, having to constantly walk around eggshells around him.

me and bills relationship was a perfect fairytale in the beginning, but quickly came burning down in flames and burnt down to pure ashes at his rage.his anger completely undoing every single precious thing he ever once said to me.

every “i love you.” or “i cant wait to start a life with you.” was once a simple loving string of words now being dangled high above my head as a reminder of his broken promises.

i still cling onto that small glimmer of hope that he could change some-day, that he could love me again, or that he could simply hold me without hurting me.

i lay in my own pity for a long grueling hour before i decide to slowly unravel myself from my position, gently getting up from the bed, wiping the tears from my eyes telling myself,

“i need to leave,

right now.”

i kick into full panic mode and immediately start changing into a dark colored tracksuit and a comfortable pair of sneakers, then i rummage through our closet grabbing random handfuls of my belongings stuffing my suitcase to the brim.

i quietly creak the bedroom door open and make my way through the dark hallway, my luggage in one hand as i try to rush towards the front door.

“going somewhere babe?”he eerily questioned, his evil presence immediately sending cold chills down my spine.

“i-i-uhm..”i mumbled trying to find some kind of explanation but it was if something was struck in my throat, i looked like a child who just got caught with my hand in the cookie jar.

“im leaving!”i managed to spit out, slowly turning to face him.

“oh your leaving?”he responded in a cartoonish voice mocking my own, chuckling manically at my response.

he crosses his arms over his chest as he cockily looks me up and down, he then quickly steps forward grabbing me by my chin with his right hand, yanking a fistful of my hair with his left.

“cant you see THIS is the life i promised you honey?you know no-ones ever gonna buy you all those pretty dresses you like wearing f’me, provide for you like i do, or keep a GODDAMN roof over your head like i do!”

what he was saying was true, without him i wouldnt have a single penny to my name.he took care of every expense, he even had me on a monthly allowance but he didnt do anything of it out of the goodness of his heart he rather used it to his advantage knowing hed always win.

“i know i know but, i-im tired of you being like this bill, im sick of it!i swear ill give it all back if thats what you really want!”i nervously murmured, his grip on my chin and hair tightening.

“your such an ungrateful brat, you dont even deserve to be breathing the same air as me, i shouldve just throw you out months ago like the trashy bitch you are.”

he yelled into my face before slamming me against the wall letting go of some of his grip on me as he pulled down his pants and boxers along with my sweatpants and panties.

“you wanna be treated like a worthless whore ill fucking treat you like one then.“

he wrapped one of his arms strongly around my neck keeping me in place, as he teased his cock in between my slicks folds, causing me to softly whimper.

“aww…look at you poor baby, you just wanted some attention huh, want me to fuck you isnt that right?”he purred squeezing my neck firmly in his arm, sliding his length harshly inside my walls.

though i hated to admit it, it truly turned me on how possessive and upset he got when i tried leaving it showed me he still sort-of cared.the fact he still had enough respect to still fuck me was enough to have me eating right out of his palm, anytime he showed me the slightest bit of affection it casted his spell over me all over again.

he continued thrusting his full length inside my cunt, beginning to aggressively pound away, my head banging against the cold wall.

“ugh-i shouldnt even be mmhtouching you right now ungrateful bitch!”he shouted, his free hand slapping my ass sure enough to leave hand prints the next morning.

“f-fuck fuck, im ughh-yours baby!”i moaned out, tears beginning to spill from my eyes, his tip kissing my cervix perfectly.

“das ist r-richtig, mhm!du gehst verdammt noch mal nirgendwo hin(thats right, your not going fucking anywhere),

gonna fill you all up, hopefully y-you get pregnant that way your ugh-stuck with me!”

the sound of our moans combined with the banging on the wall echoed throughout the house, the faint tv not even being enough to cover up his disgusting insults and my foul cries.

“b-bill ugh please i c-cant!”

“take my f-fucking cock mhmy little cum slut!”

his hips are bucking into mine at an animalistic pace as he urgently chases his release, my walls deliciously clenching around his girth, sending him immediately over the edge.

“scheibe scheibe scheibe(shit shit shit!)”he yelled out suddenly fucking his cock deeper inside my sweet walls, ropes of his seed oozing deep inside my pussy.

“ich w-werde ganz in dir abspritzen du mmh-dumme s-schlampe, ich werde dich mit meinem verdammten baby schwängern (im gonna cum all inside you, stupid slut, im gonna get you pregnant with my baby!)”he adds breeding his cum inside me with a few final thrusts, pulling his length out of me with a loud pop.

bill then releases me from his arm allowing me to slam down onto the floor, pulling his pants up smugly as he knelt down to my level.

“next time im beating the fuck outta’ this was me playing nice, understood? now go make me some dinner before you piss me off again.”

i nod my head instantly at his demands, rubbing the side of my cheek that hit the ground.

“such a good little girl, i love you.” he praised grinning widely down at me before getting back up and walking away from me.

“i love you too.”

and the cycle continues.

THE END

[nshmuras]

TYPES OF BOYFRIENDS.

where i tell you what type of boyfriends these seven boys are ><

pair : enhypen x fem!reader

warnings: fluff ! (not rlly a warning..)

LEE HEESEUNG

: gamer bf

heeseung had called you over to spend time with you for the day. you were very happy that you could finally cuddle with him! but there was a slight problem...

he was glued to his ps5! ever since you got there he has been glued to his game all day. you huffed in annoyance as he screamed at the screen once again.

"fuck!" he said as he rubbed his temple "good luck boys.. im logging off this is bullshit." you perked up at his words and immediately got up, he turned to you and was startled at your beaming expression.

"shit you scared me.." he said as you pouted "im playing doll. come here" he said as he patted his lap for you to come sit.

PARK JONGSEONG

: caring bf

you were sick and decided to call jay over to take care of you. you coughed and sniffled lightly, sitting at your pc desk.

jay let himself in with the spare key snd called out for you "darling! im here!" but he didn't hear anything and didnt hear footsteps running to him.

he walked into room after room and then found you sitting at your desk playing a game.

"darling.. why aren't you in bed." you turned to look at him and opened your arms wide. "come on i bought you soup and some snacks."

SIM JAEYUN

: clingy bf

you were gone all day with your friends and decided that you were tired. you bided your goodbyes to your friends and got into your car, driving to you and jakes shared apartment.

you unlocked the door and immediately heard running footsteps indicating that your boyfriend was indeed coming to greet you.

"baby! your home!" jake said and jumped into your arms , littering your face with kisses.

"jakey!" you called out in between kisses "i missed you so much. lets go cuddle!" dragging you to the bedroom.

PARK SUNGHOON

: soft bf

you yawned as sunghoon worked on his computer. you were clearly bored out your mind and tired.

you sighed and stared at sunghoon. his eyes still glued onto the work infront of him, you sighed even louder which caused sunghoon to turn to you.

"what is it princess." he said before standing up and shutting off his computer.

"im tired.. and i missed you." you cheekily smiled as he came to lay next to you. "such a needy girl.. come on lets sleep princess.." he rested your head on his chest.

KIM SUNOO

: cute bf

you were doing your makeup before you felt and pair of hands slip around your waist. you saw it was sunoo.

he smiled and grabbed your arms. "baby.. can you do my makeup?" he whispered and that made you chuckle.

"noonoo you dont need makeup" you said as he gasped pretending to be hurt, you turned around and cupped his face "because your already pretty!" you kissed his face.

he blushed lightly and dug his face into the crook of your neck. "your a tease babe.."

YANG JUNGWON

: shy bf

you were sat on the couch with your boyfriend, jungwon.

you were so intrigued into the horror movie that you didn't realize that jungwon was a little scared.

he jumped slightly, his body stayed somewhat far away from yours. scared you were gonna rejected his touch.

you looked at jungwon and paused the movie. "won are you okay?" you asked with worry laced in your voice. "um.. can you.. hug me?.. im a little scared" he stuttered out with blush on his face.

you unpaused the movie and hugged jungwon tightly with a smile on your face.

NISHIMURA RIKI

: tsundere bf

you and riki had got into a little bit of a argument. you were sat in your house bored as ever before you heard a faint knock.

you got up and opened the door, riki stood there with flowers and your favorite hello kitty plush in hand.

"nishi?.. what are y—" "take it.. im..- sorry.." he looked down while holding out his presents. you grabbed them and yanked him inside.

you placed the stuff down and hugged him tightly, he blushed at the contact. "your so sweet nishi!" you giggled "w-whatever.. dont think i missed you or anything..." he said still holding up his 'cold demeanor' which you knew wasnt true.

written by @sjyunnsworld DO NOT COPY OR TRANSLATE.

taglist: @k1ttylvr @cupidscourt

networks: @enchive

[firemenenthusiast]

—“like earth orbiting the sun”

farleigh start x fem!reader

summary: farleigh start! who makes his girlfriend his entire personality.

content warning: sfw, sweet fluff all the wayyy, farleigh being down bad for reader. farleigh being sweet (rare), suggestive themes at the end but just a little bit

a/n: giggling, kicking my feet, rolling on the bed while writing this. farleigh just one chance pls

farleigh had always told himself and people around him that love’s a scam. he was taught that family are supposed to love each other. but after learning about what happened between his family and his mom, why should he believe in such thing ? after they hurt his mom in the name of love ? he refused to believe in such thing. until he felt it himself.

-ever since he’s fallen for you he’s willing to use all of the love he has on you. ever since you show up into his life its like his earth stopped orbiting the sun and started orbiting you instead. you’re his new-found love. but farleigh’s still the same old farleigh who’s too proud to say it. so he shows it instead. you understood long ago that his love language is act of service that he only does for you. anyone else that wants him to do something out of his will can fuck off. so he said.

“you’re going out again ?” you swiftly turn to face your roommate sitting on her bed, folding her clothes rather messily. she couldnt care less if theyre not stacked symmetrically, just wanted to have the mountain of unfolded clothes out of her chair. “of course, its friday night! aren’t you ?” you cheerfully say as your hands busy putting on the earrings you’d picked out earlier. “is that new ?” she asks, eyes squinting in an attempt to have a closer look before getting up to actually take a look. “-and no, i’d rather stay in. wow these are pretty- if they ever go missing best bet that’s me”. you hold still as she examines the newly bought earrings before chuckling at her joke. “yeah, farleigh saw them when he was walking around town” you hear her groan before plopping herself down onto her bed. you giggle at her response. “im sorry! i promise to not mention his name anymore” you raise both your hands to surrender before letting out a laugh.

you couldn’t blame her, you’d be annoyed too. its always farleigh this, farleigh that. farleigh bought me this, farleigh bought me that- and you love him for that. always letting you in on stuff. he tells you everything too. thanks to him, you can atleast watch out for those people he’d gossip about, so you dont get into their mess. if it wasn’t for him you wouldn’t know anything. you’re not the type to hop around searching for gossips but you love hearing about them, then fueling his gossips with your insults. in that sense you’re fit for each other, and you’re happy to have your own personal source of campus gossip. “do i look okay ?” you take one last look at your reflection in the bodysized mirror hung on the wall, smoothing out your casual dress. nothing too sexy or uncomfortable, you just wanted to chill and have some drink. “you look absolutely gorgeous like always m’darling” your roommate teases you before giggles erupt between the two of you. “where are you going anyways? need your location” she asks, not bothered to look as she’s more focused on folding a tshirt.

“the pub- like always. farle-“ his name almost slip your tongue as you receive a warning look from your roommate. you widen your eyes as you mouth an ‘okay’ before saying, “well he, who shall not be named- invited me. wants me there, he said” she rolls her eyes. “he always wants you EVERYWHERE” “bet you’re there when he goes shopping for new underwear”. she jokes. you look at her with your head cocked to the side, confused. her jaw drops as she points at you “oh my gosh, you’ve totally done that !” she gives you the most dramatic mind blown look ever “is that not normal ?” “fucks sake its not !” you shrug at her, not caring for her going ballistic. it’s not like you’re always there with him anywhere. shit, are you ?. you cant help but give it a quick thought. well you sometimes have classes buildings away from each other, so no, you think. a normal response for someone in denial. making sure you’ve put everything you need in your purse, you blow your roommate a kiss before waving her bye bye to which she jokingly shoos you away

the pub’s busier than other nights with it being the weekend and all but mostly because you and farleigh’s friendgroup members are all bunched up together tonight. courtesy of felix offering to cover every round of drinks. who would pass up on an offer like that ? you’re approaching the bar, lips letting out singsongs as your fingers play with the new earring on your right earlobe. farleigh had offered to walk you from your dorm but you declined, telling him to save you a seat instead. so he did just that. also because its just a 5-minute walk or so. the atmosphere in the pub getting thick as he’s getting antsy waiting, almost barking at his friends who tried to sit in the seat designated for you by him. “that’s for my girlfriend you dumb” he told them. as felix walks towards the table at which they’re all circled around, farleigh’s head cocks seeing the pub’s door being pushed from outside. he almost jumped out his seat seeing that it’s you. “there she is !” he exclaims, he’s quick to get you at the door. everyone else cheers seeing you walk with your hand in farleigh’s, fingers intertwined.

as soon as you’re both seated he has his hand around your waist, resting at your thigh. “how was the walk ?” he asks, his nose almost nudging yours. you lean in to give him a quick kiss before nodding, “it was nice, a little breezy” you told him without giving it a second thought. he quickly took off his knitted cardigan-like sweater to drape it over your shoulders. you giggle at his reaction, you didn’t think he’d react that way as you weren’t trying to imply that you were cold. as he is admiring your pretty face, he notices the shiny thing on your earlobe. “is that—“ his hand reach up to touch the earrings, a huge smile appears on your face before nodding. “wanted to show you. you pick the prettiest things for me. maybe i should bring you when i shop for jewelries” its been long since you last went jewelry shopping. probably since you started dating him cuz he always buy you shiny things that he’d stumble upon. he spends a lot of time looking to pick the prettiest among them. he would buy them all but he thinks that it would only show that he’s lazy. he wants you to know how much he loves you and the time he spends picking them out shows it.

farleigh would go absolutely feral whenever there’s like a bazaar on campus where students set up their businesses’ booths cuz that means there will be girls selling their handmade jewelries. he thinks they’re so pretty that it would be a waste if they’re not being worn by you. bazaars happen maybe a couple times a year and the girls already know him cuz he spends the longest time looking at their rings, necklaces and earrings trying to pick out something for you. the first time he came by the booth they thought he was gonna insult them, maybe say things like ‘aren’t you too old to be making bracelets?’ or call their handmade pieces ugly. they tried to avoid him until he picks one of them up without saying anything, taking a closer look before handing them one that caught his eyes the most. one of the girls gathered all her courage to ask him who was he thinking of buying the stuff for and he proudly said “its for my girlfriend, she loves handmade jewelries” as they nod at his answer he started going on and on talking about you, stuffs you’re interested in so they can help pick out what would suit you best. “—yeah she’s in class right now, wouldn’t want her to know im here. want to suprise her with these. she’ll go wild” a grin plastered across his face imagining your reaction. sometimes its tmi for the girls but they dont care, they think its the sweetest.

farleigh doesn’t necessarily think buying you the most expensive things is the best way to show his love, its just as long as he’s poured much thought into his gifts. he fixates on thinking whether or not you’ll love the gifts he thinks of buying you and if you probably won’t, he’ll find something else.

“they’re only pretty when you wear them. you make them look pretty” he whispers into your ear before taking your hand into his. he lean in to kiss you before pulling away just to kiss you again. and again. he rubs circles on the back of your hand with his thumb before looking back up at you. you’re getting all giddy from the attention he’s giving, your cheeks heating up. “yo guys— if you want to do romance maybe get a room” you hear one of his friends yell from across the pub. he flips him off before saying, “why were you looking at us anyways, loser ?” farleigh’s quick to rebut as the others’ reactions fill the room. he gives the guy a disgusted look before looking back at you, who is smiling. “sorry baby, would you like your usual ?” you nod before he gets up to go get your signature drink that you always have everytime you’re here. you’re not really into the heavy stuffs so he doesn’t force you to do them. he only does that to oliver.

apart from saving your seat, picking out jewelries for you and always getting you your drink to make sure it’s safe in his hands, he always want you with him everywhere he goes. just like your roommate had told you. he doesn’t care if he has to walk all the way across a field or a hallway to get to your classes, he’ll make sure he’s waiting outside for you by the time you’re finished so he could have you beside him everywhere he goes. and you dont care following him around. sometimes its just meaningless walks around campus but you’re happy as long as he’s with you. you’re his bestest friend. his home. he’d be telling you jokes as he walks, getting in front of you to make big movements to accompany his storytelling like he’d never run out of energy. like you’re his source of energy. you would give him the best reactions to his stories and gossips and he‘d fall even more in love with you if that’s even possible

he was already quite famous on campus before dating you, but now almost literally everyone knows the both of you as THE couple. he would casually mention you everywhere he goes when you’re not with him, which is probably only the times when you have different classes. and you’re always with him too. the cafeteria, the pub, the field (he loves picnics with you), his homeroom, your homeroom, the random benches along the building, the hallways. its always the two of you. somehow you never got sick of each other probably cuz he’s nice to you. sure, there are times he’d accidentally lash out on you about something that got to him but he’s quick to make it up to you. he couldn’t imagine not having you everywhere with him. his buddies have all grown accustomed to you now, unlike the first few weeks when he started dating you. they got soo annoyed everytime farleigh brought you to hang out with them. he’s always out and about telling them like, “my girlfriends coming later” or “gotta wait for my girlfriend first” before actually hanging out with them. they were irritated cuz you weren’t as fun before, back when you were just being introduced to them. bros before hoes they’d told him. farleigh made sure to let them know you’re not just some ‘hoe’ and after that they’re basically pretty chill with you as soon as they realised you’re just like farleigh, but in female form. you get along with them and their convos just as well as farleigh. so they dont mind you tagging along anymore

its becoming his whole personality, dating you. its always you before all else. sentences like, ‘cant, gotta go get my girlfriend’ or ‘my girlfriend would love this’ or ‘the other day my girlfriend-‘ and ‘did you know ? my girlfriend-‘ are converging into his daily dictionary. you, are just the same. always mentioning him in everything because you do everything with him. like it or not the story’s gonna involve him cuz he was there. or it happened to him. or he was the one who told you. the two of you set the dating standards so high that the girls only want what the both of you have when it comes to relationships. cuz the both of you made it possible, you’d become the couple everyone put their trust in love in.

you let out a laugh joining the others at something farleigh had said before taking a sip of the drink he brought you earlier. he has his one hand around your waist, grabbing your hand and the other on the table, near your drink, holding a lit ciggie in between his index and middle finger. he offers you a smoke to which you lean in. he holds the cig for you, watching you pull a puff before taking a puff himself. he closes the distance between you, leaning in to blow the smoke into your mouth, shotgunning.

the swirls of smoke mixing yours before he kisses you, deep. one of his favourite things to do with you. his hand that was holding your hand reaches into the hem of your dress, teasingly playing with it. he grins as his eyes bore into yours, tongue poking at the inside of his cheek. you giggle at his fingers dragging along your thigh, tickling you. he nudges his nose against yours before getting up, gently pulling at your hand. you follow him as you giggle, already knowing where this is going. he pulls your hand, walking towards the door before saying, “ciao everyone, and you-“ he’s pointing at the dude yelling at you guys earlier,

“-thank you for your suggestion” he chuckles as the whole room roar in mixed reactions. safe to say your poor roommate slept alone that night.

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