#i need y/n to bffr bc!!! this man would have me on my knees WEAK
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Sooo.... there's no way I could ever resist submitting a request in one of your events. +_+ Been hurrying to get up from bed for this, I hope I'll still catch a slot :D so excited you're doing this!!!!
Can I please have some mangos and strawberries, with a Mai Tai (Ace)? <3 I'd love to listen to any combination of the songs #3, #9, #39, #43 (sorry, but this SCREAMS of Ace; also any variant of it, like talking to a 3rd person about it), #38 (couldn't resist the combination). OMG. It's soooo hard to choose....! There's so many combi-ideas! +_+ I absolutely love this! Thank you so much for doing this event! :D
omg hiiii đĽ°ď¸ that pic is killing me đđ lmaooo *shakes u* so i rewrote this like 10x i think, but itâs finally done and i am v excited for you to read it. also iâm so happy you requested, you always pick good prompts lmao anyway, ty for being patient đ as u know iâm slow as hell when it comes to writing â also the fluff almost killed me!!!! đ
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3.5k words (pls pls i know i know!!!! it's not my fault, i blame ace), fem reader, nsfw, 18+ mdni; fluff (it's there i promise, somewhere) & smut (and angst that u didn't ask for <3); modern au! feat. ace being a menace as usual, reader in denial (serious serious denial) of her feelings, reader's a lil shyyy ok, public sex, (slight) public exhibition, public sex, choking, rough sex, hand job, oral (m receiving), ace being shirtless is a warning, childhood frenz 2 lovers (who am i), mutual pining, reader is foolish & needs to be honest, ace needs to calm down but he never will. idk! probably more stuff idr yk the vibes. (if u see spelling errors/grammar mistakes, no u didn't bb đ)
a warm breeze wraps itself around your arms and legs, languid and loving â a heavy embrace that unjustly suffocates, with a light sheen of sweat that belatedly appears on your forehead. your denim shorts ride up higher on your thighs the more you move around; for some reason, you just canât seem to get comfortable. loud music wafts from your parentsâ house through the open sliding doors, the beats catchy and mesmerizing, lulling you into a much more relaxed state as you continue to lounge on the hammock in the backyard. another breeze glides along your skin, making you roll over onto your back, the rope from the hammock rough but comforting.
to keep yourself from spiraling, you close your eyes and soak up as much of the sun as possible. your lips are a little red and sticky from the popsicle you ate just a few minutes ago; it helped to cool you down for a bit, but the heat is relentless and oppressive.
after graduating from college, you left home and traveled for a few years; youâve always had that itch, a desire to roam about freely without having anything â or anyone â tying you down. itâs why you left so quickly; itâs why you didnât say goodbye properly; and itâs why youâve been on edge all afternoon.
you groan loudly before covering your face with your hands.
âthis is so stupid.â your words are muffled and strained, your frustration rising along with the temperature outside. itâs simple â all you have to do is casually strike up conversation with him and act like nothingâs changed.
so easy, right?
you desperately want it to be, but the universe has a penchant for bad jokes and the punch line is currently on its way to disrupt your life.
âhe probably wonât even come by anyway,â you continue to mumble before dropping your hands. a frown climbs onto your lips afterwards. the idea that your parents might actually be wrong, that he isnât going to come by like he promised he would, is all too much for you to deal with.
and suddenly, you feel like you canât breathe; the air grows thick enough to choke on, an obnoxious thudding growing louder and louder in your earsâ
but before you can succumb to your unfortunate demise, someone pinches your nose, disrupting the chaotic flow of thoughts pummeling into you one right after the other. squirming around, you stare, wide-eyed, at the last person you thought youâd see today.
despite pressing his lips together, it does nothing to stop him from laughing at you â not maliciously, but he really canât help it. your look of genuine shock and confusion is cute. really, really cute. adorable, even. maybe itâs because he hasnât seen you in so long, or maybe itâs because heâs been waiting for a moment like this to pop up so you both can finally have that one conversation you keep running away from.
you are wholly unprepared to see ace this soon; words rush from the pit of your stomach up to your mouth, ready to fling aceâs way without restraint. but, as always, you hold back. youâve gotten quite good at biting your tongue, at stamping out certain emotions; itâs better, easier that way.
no one gets hurt, right?
right.
with a sly smile, ace slides his sunglasses away from his face, upwards onto his hair; you were in such a daze that you barely heard him walk over. which worked out fine for ace, because he could look at you freely without you hiding from him like you usually do â a thing he hopes youâve grown out of in the time youâve spent apart.
if you thought you couldnât breathe before, youâre definitely gasping for air now. lips parted, you inhale deeply as a completely different kind of heat surges through you faster than youâd like. he pauses for a moment before gently swiping his thumb along your plush bottom lip.
an insidious thudding echoes loudly around your ears, and you realize, in fear, that itâs the sound of your heart â beating erratically at his proximity and touch. talking feels impossible, so you remain silent and stare at him in disbelief.
it feels like an eternity passes before ace smiles again, your eyes track the way his lips slowly curve upward, bringing about that familiar dimple in his right cheek. something possesses you to reach up to touch his cheek, the tips of your fingers barely grazing his skin when you realize what youâre doing. you snatch your hand back quickly, a light-headedness descending upon you right after.
on impulse, ace leans down until his lips ghost over yours, the familiarity of the gesture triggering a memory so strong that goosebumps unceremoniously prickle your skin without remorse. you remember exactly how skillful his mouth is; you remember how your limbs were tangled with his; and you remember how you almost blurted out a hidden truth that you refused to admit to. heâd gone still, nearly statuesque as an unreadable look morphed onto his face; fear of rejection had you scrambling away from his embrace, nearly out of breath as you darted out of his bedroom without looking back.
remorse finds its way to you again, but your thoughts are too scattered to properly feel it. if you donât figure something out soon, youâll give in to him all over again â and you simply canât do that.
however, ace has a way of diverting your plans with his whims and spontaneity.
âhey, pretty,â he says, voice low and husky, with a hint of that mischievous and boyish charm heâs well-known for; his hand on your hip is practically scalding, his thumb coasting dangerously on your soft stomach, but you donât push him away. a soft whimper dares to slip out of your mouth when his grip tightens and youâre so sure that heâs going to kiss you â but he doesnât.
ace straightens up and sticks his hands into his pockets, all innocent-like, completely disregarding the fact that heâs the reason why your heart is beating loud enough to rattle your bones. his cologne lingers â a rich and heavy, spiced scent with hints of blackberry â and you get drunk from it, mind a little hazy. youâre in too much shock to feel any sort of shame, and if he wasnât so intent on teasing you for a bit longer, he wouldâve already succumbed to the temptation of kissing you.
he really just meant to say hi, but you were being cute while talking out loud to yourself, your voice traveling further than you probably wanted; it was the sight of your exposed legs â curvy and soft, skin glistening almost flawlessly under the sun â that really fueled his audacity. since youâre prone to running, he did the only thing that made sense: invade your personal space. itâs the only way to keep you still long enough to talk.
or, so he thought.
âw-what are you doing here?â you ask in a panic, moving around on the hammock, eyes widening again as you shamelessly stare at his chest. he still has that peculiar habit of walking around shirtless, which is your justification for why you keep looking at him like that â his abs look more defined than before, but you refrain from touching him again.
ace completely ignores your question and instead says, âyouâre hot.â he tilts his head a bit, that sly grin finding its way onto his lips again when you stumble over your words.
âiâwhat?â
you sit up and climb off the hammock with clumsy and hurried movements. thankfully he has the decency to not laugh this time, but that pesky dimple resurfaces, and you have to ball your hands into fists and sink your nails into your palms to keep yourself from saying something unnecessary and embarrassing.
âwhy are youââ you cut yourself off, take a deep breath, and try again, âi donât understand.â
is he joking? he has to be, thereâs no way heâs forgiven you for leaving him like that; and even though he called you pretty earlier, youâre sure thatâs just his way of wanting to rile you up for his own amusement.
and while youâre not entirely wrong about that, he was being serious.
he lifts his chin and motions to your chest; sweat glides down your neck and sneaks in between your cleavage. you realize, then, that he meant that you literally looked hot. pressing your lips together firmly, you decide against speaking and opt to march past him instead. you donât get far, if anything ace only allows you to move a few feet away before wrapping a strong arm around your waist and pulling you back.
your mouth dries and you try to wiggle out of his grasp, but he doesnât let up.
âyouâre hurting my feelings, yâknow,â he says quietly, his lips grazing the shell of your ear. you bite your lower lip before rolling it in between your teeth, contemplating his words. you know youâre being ridiculous, and you know you owe him an explanation â your cowardice nearly wins out, but you settle down and sigh softly.
âyouâre right, iâm sorry.â for so many things, but you keep that bit to yourself.
ace only laughs again at your austere demeanor. âjust kidding, i just want to be selfish right now.â something about that sets your skin on fire, although it probably doesnât help that ace places a kiss on the side of your neck before you can respond to him properly.
suddenly, all that fight that you had â that determination to avoid him completely â leaves your body. on a sharp inhale you turn around and look up at him curiously, to see if heâs actually being serious or not; ace stares at you intently, adoration saturated in lust clouding his vision. he holds onto the back of your neck and kisses you, his tongue playfully licking your bottom lip, grinning at how sweet you taste.
you shiver and open your mouth for him as he kisses you again, slow and sensuous, your legs nearly giving out from the intensity. his hand travels down your back, its descent searing and playful; you kiss him back with fervor and enthusiasm, lips moving against his as if this is a common occurrence for you two.
his tongue swirls around yours and when his large hand moves lower to grab your ass, you nearly lose your mind. thereâs an intense, unavoidable ache in between your thighs as you cling onto him desperately, whimpering softly against his lips. he told himself heâd take it slow, but the way youâre reacting to him only confirms what heâs always known: you want him just as much as he wants you.
itâs in between heated tongue kisses that ace suggests a change in location. dazed and slightly confused, you feel yourself nodding as he tugs you along with him, anticipation making you stumble over your sandaled feet. he has half a mind to just carry you back inside, but you eventually keep up with his long strides. you hide behind ace when your parents step outside, boisterously chatting with a few of their guests as they sit at the table on the deck underneath the large awning. youâre glad they barely take notice of you â theyâre halfway drunk already â and ace laughs at your demure behavior, prompting you to pinch his arm playfully and shushing him. itâs your feeble attempt at sneaking by without anyone interrogating you.
when you successfully make it back into your house, you let out a sigh, embracing the cool air.
âthat was close,â you say out loud and at aceâs puzzled expression, you motion to your parents outside, âthey almost saw us.â
he blinks slowly and lifts a brow. âso?â ace has never been one to hide like that, so heâs unsure why you want to.
âwhat do you mean âsoâ?â your face burns as soon as the words leave your mouth; youâre not sure why youâre feeling bashful, but it becomes harder and harder to look at ace. maybe itâs because youâre so aroused that youâd let him fuck you in the kitchen without complaint, or maybe itâs because you canât come to terms with your feelings for him.
or, maybe itâs a combination of both.
either way, ace doesnât know why you care.
sighing loudly he walks out of the kitchen, fully expecting you to follow â and you do. youâre unsure if youâve said the wrong thing; actually, you know youâve said the wrong thing, but before you can apologize, ace pushes you against the wall, hands placed on either side of your head as he cages you in.
âwho cares if anyone sees?â
heâs right, you know that; it doesnât make it any less embarrassing. but when he presses places a kiss on your neck, you melt â heart beating faster than necessary, making you dizzy with want. you place your hands on his chest, his muscles firm under your soft touch; ace inhales sharply when you bring your hands lower, his cock stiff and heavy in his shorts, an irritating reminder that his self-restraint is dissipating quickly.
later on, when you reflect on this moment, youâll chastise yourself about how impulsive you both were â fucking in your hallway while your parents entertain guests not even forty feet away â but for now, you just want to indulge in the fantasy and not think about anything.
ace grabs your wrist clumsily, suddenly remembering himself while halting your movements. you blink at him, confused and anxious; maybe he changed his mind about everything? maybe this was payback for the last time you were together â and, if youâre honest, you canât exactly blame him. swallowing hard, you relax your face and opt for a more neutral expression.
normally much more forthcoming with his wants and desires, ace hesitates, momentarily, dark brows furrowed as a frown settles onto his lips.
âmaybe we shouldnâtâŚ,â he closes his eyes and presses his forehead against yours, inhaling deeply, your perfume immobilizing him temporarily before he speaks again. âyou deserve better than me.â
you sit with his words for a moment but itâs not long before your hands work at tugging his shorts and underwear down. he looks at you, light brown cheeks flushed slightly when he notices the way youâre staring. you knew he was big, but goodness â still, you donât let that deter you, and wrap a hand around his cock and slowly stroke it. ace lets out a quiet groan and it encourages you to move your hand faster.
with a soft peck on his lips, you say, âthatâs not for you to decide.â which is all youâll say on the matter. your feelings for him were too big for you to handle before, but now â now that youâve been forced to confront your own damn self, a belated sense of clarity falls over you. it was never easy to convey your feelings into words when it came to him, but youâre very sure that heâll understand you now.
aceâs hips jut forward when your grip around his cock tightens; he lets out a low hiss, doing his best not to be too loud since youâre so adamant about not getting caught. pre-cum spills from his slit, down onto your hand; a fascinating sight that has you sinking to your knees without much thought and replacing your hand with your mouth.
at that he moans much louder than he means to, but once your plush lips wrap around the thick head of his cock, he stops caring.
âfuck,â he breathes, leaning against the wall for support as you flick your tongue against his slit â a dangerous move, but one that you make with the full confidence that ace would, in turn, fuck you like youâve always wanted him to.
you run your tongue down his length with gusto, as if his cock was an addictive summer treat. and, maybe it is, because you open your mouth and bob up and down his length. you use your hands for what you canât fit in your mouth, moaning around him as you press your thighs together. your mouth is sinfully warm and wet â forbidden, almost; he grabs a fistful of your hair, holding you steady as he thrusts his hips forward.
holding onto his thighs, you slacken your jaw and keep your tongue flat, arousal building as he fucks your mouth. he knows he should be gentle, but heâs reached his limit and youâre being so compliant â he canât really help himself. not that you mind, your panties are already damp from your slick arousal; his movements are rushed and purposeful, but you enjoy the way heâs seemingly lost control of himself.
you gag around him, breathe deeply through your nose, and ignore the tears that spill down your round cheeks. ace moans your name and your heart expands pitifully in your chest, warmth traveling all along your body. he knows heâll never last if he keeps this up, so he pulls out of you without warning. you nearly fall over but you hold onto him, looking up at him curiously, long lashes tantalizing and mesmerizing as your tears start to dry.
he pulls you up to your feet and kisses you again with a hand wrapped around your throat; he gives it a teasing squeeze and you moan against his lips. it doesnât take long before you unbutton your shorts and pull them down with your panties â your thighs trembling with each passing second. you wrap your legs around him possessively when he picks you up; the kisses grow more urgent and sloppier, your heart threatening to kill you mercilessly with how hard its beating.
this must be what dying feels like, you tell yourself, although when he rubs the tip of his cock in between your slick folds, you buck your hips forward and beg him to stop teasing you.
since heâs not that cruel, ace lines the head of his cock with your entrance and inches forward; sucking in a bit of air, you hold onto him tightly, and when you relax, ace thrusts into you. the moan you let out is absolutely indecent, your pussy a lewd, greedy thing that swallows his cock without much issue. with long strokes, ace knocks his hips against yours, a strangled cry slipping out of you unexpectedly. ace kisses you again and again â an attempt to keep you quiet â but soon, his strokes get shorter and frenzied as he fucks you harder, almost like he wants to incapacitate you with an orgasm.
you wouldnât mind going out like that, especially when ace is fucking you like that, balls slapping against your ass loudly, mouth hungrily searching for his while you harshly drag your nails down the back of his neck. he doesnât mind as the pain is minimal, and he likes the idea of you marking him the way heâs marked you.
it becomes increasingly difficult to keep quiet, but youâve long forgotten why you needed to keep quiet in the first place. your saving grace is that your parents and their friends are more intoxicated than you originally thought and are in their own world as they laugh and dance outside. somewhere down the line, you lost your common sense â you suppose it happened when ace came to find you earlier â and because of that, you let go. your cunt squeezes around him tightly, your arousal coating the length of him; ace angles his hips and his cock reaches a spot thatâs deep enough to make you babble at him incoherently.
he laughs and drops a playful kiss on your lips, his hands gripping your ass as he powers into you. a flash of white robs you of your vision, a liquid heat swirling around your lower abdomen as you cum hard with his name in your mouth. hips rolling forward, he bites your neck recklessly and your orgasm intensifies.
âoh, fuck, fuck, fuck. yes!â you chant without restraint, throat hoarse, voice raw. he breathes unevenly, thrusting feverishly into your puffy pussy, his own orgasm finding him shortly after.
ace groans as he presses open-mouthed kisses down your throat, your whines saccharine and enticing; there are so many things he wants (and needs) to say, but he pushes that aside, deciding to enjoy this moment with you instead. you pant lightly and hold onto him, heartbeat slowing until it matches his. you should probably hurry up and get dressed, since thereâs no telling when someone will come through that hallway, but you canât be bothered right now. youâre much more interested in the way ace kisses you again, leaving you breathless and terribly in love.
if you were privy to his thoughts, youâd know that he feels the same way and has felt that way for a long, long time â and sometimes he feels like he loves you a little too much. still, you feel much lighter now, sighing softly as you arch against him; the intimacy of it, surprisingly, doesnât scare you, and now you wonder if maybe you were thinking too much about everything before. it seems that your problem has always had a simple solution, but youâre just glad that ace pushed you to figure it out. it isnât something youâd normally do, but for ace you have a tendency to think and act impulsively without warning; he likes that side of you, and hopes that youâll keep acting like that in the future.
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