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wanderingsoul6261 · 7 months ago

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Believing a False Lie

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James Beaufort x Reader

Synopsis: James takes part in a nasty dare to try and get the get the nerdy and social outcast to date him. He never expected to fall in love though. When Reader hears the truth from some girls at Maxton, she wonders what is true and false, and ultimately begins to avoid James. Will the truth be told and will amends be made?

Warning: Might be some swear words. Bullying takes place. Nothing more than that. the scene with the invitation to Alistair's party is improvised. The pool scene is also improvised.

P.S I got carried away and this really long 😅 excuse any mistakes. I have a sinus headache currently stabbing my skull and I can't take anything yet because certain sinus/allergy meds can effect how well my thyroid meds work.

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Y/N was a quiet person. She didn't say much. She took her studies way more seriously than multiple others at Maxton Hall. Some would say that she also went above what she needed to, studying mythology and ancient civilizations. Dedicated her time to be well accustomed to not only national history, but international. If it was within her interest, it did not go unknown by her.

She didn't have many friends, but she did talk often with Ruby Bell and Lin. Y/N was a social outcast and many saw her as that. She knew it. Being quiet and on the sidelines and it was her game, in which she was playing it well. That was until a certain Beaufort stepped in.

He had been dared by Cyril, Alistair, and the others to ask her out on a date. They didn't really care how long that he dragged her along. They just wanted him to do it and then break her heart whenever he was ready.

A sick joke it was.

James was expecting that Y/N might have been smart enough not to go on a date with him, considering her nature and those that she hung out with. Ruby was pretty stubborn and didn't like many of the others that went to the school with them. So he had just about expected Y/N to be the same way.

But she wasn't. And so now the two of them had gone on a few dates, the news oh which spreading around Maxton Hall like a wildfire that was too far out of control to contain. And in the end, James was surprised. Dare he say, even shocked.

James had expected her to be just as everyone had assumed her to be. Nerdy. An outcast. But he only saw someone who was insanely smart and had more to say when you got to know her. She was herself. She didn't try to be someone she wasn't. He surprisingly enjoyed listening to her rambling of whatever topic was stuck on her mind on any given day. Y/N might not have been as beautiful as Elaine or any of the other girls within the school, but James thought that she was gorgeous, nonetheless. Her smile. Her laugh. He had become smitten with her, and every single minute he spent with her, the deeper he was digging his own grave. It was a grave he didn't want out of though.

And as the weeks drew on, his friends had consistently waited for him to dump her. In front of the entire school. But he refused to. James kept pushing and pushing it back until his friends started to tease him about actually liking her. Not that they were far from the truth.

It hurt him at first, that he never did defend her. He stayed silent, but his facial expression was neutral. Deep down he didn't like what they were saying about her. He just didn't know how to approach it. But he knew that he had fallen head over heels for her, and there was nothing he could do to stop his descent.

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Currently, the two sat outside the manor that Y/N called home with her parents. They rested sideways on a wooden cushioned swing, James' back against the arm of it and Y/N back against his chest. One of his arms was settled around her waist, while the other laced his fingers with her own. He watched as her other hand flew blindly throughout the air, the hand in his own sometimes joining in the fray before going back to his hand, their fingers interlocking once again.

Most people would have probably been disturbed by her insane knowledge of things that were not necessarily needed to be known. But as she sat against him, constantly having to take deep breaths as she forgot to breath during her explanation of the "The Odyssey", he could only look enamored. James watched her lips as she spoke, not really paying much attention to what was being said, a soft smile adorned his face.

"Are you listening?" James broke out of his stupor, his eyes moving from her lips to her own eyes.

"Hmm?" he asked.

"So, you weren't paying attention?" she asked.

"Oh, I was. About fifty percent of the time. I heard about Circe turning some of Odysseus' remaining men to pigs and then he technically got kidnapped, was it?" he asked, searching her face for approval. Y/N smiled, and his heart pounded. He smiled back at her. That smile was everything to him.

"Yea. She kept him for ten years. Then he was finally able to leave. Although, Poseidon still posed a threat because obviously Odysseus killed his son." And Y/N continued to ramble, and James went back to adoring her like she was the only woman on the planet. Elaine be damned. The arranged marriage wasn't anything. It wouldn't be anything. Not if he couldn't have the one currently in his arms.

James leaned his head down, pressing a kiss to the corner of her mouth, lingering for a few seconds, before pulling back. His gaze was met with a frozen Y/N, and a smug grin had adorned his face.

"While I know have your attention. I do apologize love, for interrupting your rambling, but Alistair is having a party in a few nights, if you'd like to attend with me."

"Oh, I don't know. My parents have that gala to host in a few nights and I don't know if they would want me around. I can talk to them though?" She suggested. Y/N eyes had widened slightly, growing nervous already at the thought of attending Alistair's party. She knew where she stood amongst the others at Maxton. James gave her a tiny nod, his thumb rubbing across her knuckles.

"Of course. Do what you have to. In the meantime, I should be going. Parents are expecting me home a bit early tonight."

Y/N nodded and stood up first, extending her hand to James as he followed. He looked down at their joined hands, before staring at her face, flashing her a smile as she looked up at him and flashed one back. Yea. He could get used to that.

On their way through the house, James politely bid her parents farewell, before the two walked out to the front where Percy waited for James. They came to a halt next to the vehicle, and as he turned to look at her, he bowed his head down to press his lips against hers. A soft lingering kiss in which she melted into.

"I will see you tomorrow. Let me know whenever you can if you can come to the party."

"Will do, pretty boy." Y/N flashed another smile. He pressed another kiss to her forehead, before turning around and climbing into the vehicle. James watched her in the window of the vehicle, all the way up until she was no longer visible. When he finally turned around in his seat, he caught Percy's gaze in the rearview mirror. James could only smile as he looked away. The two of them both knew he was head over heels for her.

"Not a word, Percy."

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"James!" Y/N hurried her pace to catch up to James. He stopped briefly, turning around to look at her before he entered the main doors of Maxton, waiting for her.

"Good morning, Love." He grabbed her hand, pressing a kiss to her knuckles.

"Good morning, handsome. Oh, I talked to my parents about the party. They would like my help for an hour or two. But after that, I'm free to go. They were surprised that I asked. In fact, I think they were excited." James looked down at her with a smirk.

"You're a goody two shoes."

"Apparently they're hoping for a rebellious stage." Y/N shrugged, smiling back up at James.

"I wasn't sure if you'd get back to me in time about it." James said. His hand settled on the back of her back, guiding the two of them through groups of students.

"Parents have been busy. I wasn't able to talk to them until I left for school this morning. Sorry it's such a late notice."

"No need to be sorry, just glad you can make it." He answered. They appeared outside of her first class for the day. James stared at her with soft smile, receiving one back.

"Have a good day, gorgeous. I'll see you tonight at the party." He mumbled against her lips, before backing away, flashing her a smile. Y/N smiled back, before walking into the classroom.

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The time for the party came and for Y/N to say that she was anxious, was an understatement. She would be over dramatic and claim that she was fatally anxious about it, even if that was not such a thing.

Heads turned to look at her as she ventured through the house. She cowered slightly, meeting some gazes and avoiding others. Most actually didn't seem to care, while others had glowered at her. Trying to find James through the crowd proved to be just as difficult as she expected. Y/N released a quiet sigh.

Across the room, where Elain was trying to get his attention, James got a glimpse of her as she walked into the room. He wasn't trying to be cliché, but as he stared at her as the array of colors filled and rotated around the room, the world paused for several seconds. She and everything that she was, was his. He couldn't let that go. No matter the dare he had taken apart in. He couldn't go through with it. Now now. Not ever.

His mouth parted slightly, and his cheeks heated up in a blush.

Y/N was a sight to behold and he knew he couldn't part with her, damned what his friends and the rest of Maxton would think.

He pushed past many in the crowd, slowly making his way to her. James kept his eyes attached to her face, drinking her in and drowning in her appearance. As he drew closer to her, his heart hammered faster against his rib cage.

She was his.

James came to a stop behind her at the same time she unexpectedly took a step back. Y/N collided with his chest and she immediately turned around, scared to see who it might have been.

"James" She let out a sigh of relief.

"Hello, love. Finally made it, I see." A teasing glint in his eye.

"Yea. Sorry. My parents held me back a few extra moments to finish something for their gala. But I'm here now."

"That you are." The two stared at each other for several moments, smiles on their faces, before James motioned to the dance floor, and grabbed her hand as he walked past her, dragging her along with him.

The two started dancing, their bodies almost moving at one. The pop song playing decided their moves for them. The two didn't have much finesse between the two of them, but their moves had complemented each other. They stayed pretty close together, never moving more than a foot away from each other at a time. They were smiling and never broke eye contact unless needed. The two of them were enamored in that moment, enjoying the moment as it came to them.

And then the pop song gave way to a slow song, and they stood in the middle of the dance floor, breathing heavily as they gazed upon each other. As the slow song continued, James edged closer, his arms wrapping her waist, pulling her closer as she wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with the hairs at the nape of his neck. The two of them swayed together for several seconds, before James used his hands to twirled her around, now holding her with her back against his chest. Y/N turned her head to look at him as he laced his fingers through hers. They swayed for several seconds, before the moment was cut short by Elain, who thought to "accidentally" dump her drink on Y/N.

Y/N let out a gasp as Elain said a fake apology, catching a glare from James.

Y/N watched as Elain walked away, a pep in her step, tossing a smug look over her shoulder before she was out of sight. Embarrassed, she frowned, turning her head to look at James.

"I'm think I'm done for the night. I should probably get home and change out." James nodded, a hand still settled on her waist.

"I left my coat somewhere. I can go grab it and me and Percy can take you home." Y/N nodded.

"I'll wait for you outside by the pool." And how that was the bad idea, for the moment she got outside and began waiting for James, Cyril caught sight of her. He advanced on her, wrapped his arms around her to help prevent a fight, and begun tugging her towards the pool.

"Cyril! No please!" She begged.

"Aawww. The nerd doesn't know how to swim, does she?" James came back outside just as Cyril got to the edge of the pool with her, catching sight of the moment.

"Cyril! No!" But before James could act further, Y/N was in the pool. She didn't resurface, and others around them just watched. It was Jame's turn to start to panic.

James ran towards the edge of the pool, before diving in. Upon submerging, he could see Y/N panicking. She reached out a hand for him to grasp onto as he swam towards her, and within seconds, they resurfaced. Besides being already wet, steady tears rolled down Y/N's face as she continued to panic. James hushed her.

"It's okay. Breathe. Just breath. I got you."

And as he trudged out of the water with her, he sent a scowling glare towards Cyril, walking away from the party and towards the car.

On the car ride home, his hand settled on her thigh, her fingers finding homage in his hand, before explaining the story of her brother, who was killed in a boating accident years before she started to attend Maxton.

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Y/N had though things were good and normal, especially between her and James. They were happy. They made each other happy. So when she walked by what she presumed to be an empty classroom and heard voices, she stopped momentarily.

And she wished that she didn't, for the voices were going on about the dare James had taken part in, trying to date her and how he hadn't broken up with her yet.

Her world shattered. Y/N stood in the hallway for several minutes, tears rolling down her face as she thought back to the last few weeks and how happy she was. Not only that, but how happy she was James and how much she thought he had been happy.

Was it a lie? Was everything he felt for her a lie? Was there any truth to any of it.

Y/N refused to go to school the second half of the week. She couldn't confront James, as she wasn't sure how to go about it, but he knew something was wrong. That much was evident from the numerous phone calls and texts messages gone unanswered. Even then, she could tell he was panicking. But she let him bask in it.

Other than her parents, who supported whatever she wanted to do in that moment, Ruby and Lin were the only ones who knew. And they had made it quite clear to James where he stood, and that although he was already an asshole, pretending to love someone was a dick move.

And that's how he found out.

James' heart had dropped into his stomach, wondering how she might have found out. He had texted the guys lately about it. He hadn't even talked to them in person about it for quite some time, although he did get subtle comments made when he and Y/N were seen together. So he had deduced that the only way she could have heard about it, was by overhearing about it from someone else. But in the end, it didn't matter hoe she found out. All that mattered was that he fucked up, and there was no telling if he'd be able to fix it. The thought of that alone sent his heart twisting into knots.

James had continuously tried and tried to reach out to Y/N. She hadn't blocked him, as his texts and calls still went through. He had almost thought she answered one call, but then had changed her mind and ended it before anything could be said.

His world was shattering around him, and he had no one else but himself to blame. James became distracted. Had even turned a bit bitter toward his friends. It wasn't their fault, he should have came clean to her. It still would have caused issues, but then they had more of a chance of being fixed than now.

To say he was scared was an understatement.

James Mortimer Beaufort was completely and utterly, terrified.

James was trying everything in his power to fix things. He sent letters to her humble abode. Voice messages left in her inbox on her voice were amongst these, and he was surprised when never he reached the limit.

What he didn't know was that if there was anything Y/N listened to during that week, it was those. She listened to his apologies as she laid in bed, her breakfast forgotten beside her and tears becoming a river on her cheeks.

She had several questions, still unanswered. All of his attempts to get back with her, even if she never called anything off in the first place, made her wonder if he truly did care. But if he did, why was he a part of the dare in the first place. Why didn't he come clean? Most importantly. Why was she such an idiot?

And when she finally went back to school?

She avoided him like the bubonic plague.

He tried many attempts to get her to stop and listen to him. Most times he was left alone as she avoided him. She would pull her wrist out of his grasp and carry on, as if he wasn't even there. Sometimes though, he hoped that she would listen, as she would stop, turn to look at him, and wait several seconds as tears began to swell in her eyes. Then she'd walk away, only leaving James to wish he had spoken a bit quicker.

And every time he saw her back disappear around the corner, he felt as if he was slowly losing her.

And as the Young Beaufort line was beginning to become a reality, he had less and less time to fight for her. Even without that, he knew he was running out of time, and James couldn't let that happen.

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"Is he still trying to talk to you?" Ruby's voice sounded from the speaker of Y/N's phone. She sat on her bed, picking at her nails, a book lying forgotten next to her.

"Yea, he is."

"Didn't you end things?" Ruby asked, and as Y/N sat there and thought about it. She realized that she technically didn't. Did she want to? Did he do it already? It didn't seem likely as he was still talking to her, but maybe it was still part of the ruse.

"Not technically. No." It was silent for several seconds and Y/N wondered if the phone call ended.

"You're serious?"

"Yup."

"Y/N-"

"Don't." She started. Y/N had already gotten enough shit from other students since being back. The bullying had heightened tenfold.

She had an interaction with two girls within the event committee. Y/N didn't care to know their names because she didn't like them anyways. But they had both dumped their drinks on her clothes, prompting her to leave classes early today.

And what made it worse, as she walked away from the situation? She locked her teary eyes with James. He glowered at the girls who had consistently belittled and bullied Y/N throughout the week. James had opted to give Y/N space, but this time, he couldn't.

He had followed Y/N out of the room and quickly caught up to her. He tried to initiate contact, but she could only turn around and shove him away, crying and screaming at him to leave her alone.

"I don't know what to believe." Y/N finally spoke again to Ruby, who continued to listen on her side of the call. "He's doing everything to fix things, but I don't know if it's apart of a ruse to further the rewards of the dare." She explained, her voice cracking slightly.

"Does he sound genuine?"

Y/N thought to herself for several moments.

"That's the confusing part. He sounds completely geuine."

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And finally, it was the night of the Victorian donor gala. Y/N had stuck close to Ruby and Lin. She had stayed quiet, slowly drinking her champagne as she conversed with a few students and professors.

She would watch the couples down below slow dancing to songs, and her heart ached because even after everything, she had wished her and James were down there.

"Stop thinking about it." Ruby came up beside her. "Be free tonight." Y/N listened as Ruby talked to her, distracting her. Until it wasn't Ruby distracting her, but a certain someone else. Y/N stared past Ruby down to the ground floor, where she could see James looking around. What he was looking for, she wasn't quite sure. That was, until James looked up, caught her gaze, and held it. His facial expression softened as he looked at her, and that was when Y/N knew who he was here for her.

Her.

Ruby saw that she was distracted and turned to see what she was looking at. She looked down at James. James eyes never left Y/N though. Ruby finally turned back to Y/N eith a heavy sigh.

"I think it's finally time you go talk to him." The comment broke Y/N out of her stupor, in which she didn't hesitate much as she slowly started her descent down the stairs.

It felt like forever before she finally ended up front of James.

"Why are you here?" She asked.

"I came to apologize."

"What about the Young Beaufort line?" James was surprised that she cared enough to ask about it.

"It doesn't matter in this moment."

"Then if not that, then what does?" She asked.

"You." James barely let Y/N finished asking the question before he responded. Y/N stared at him for several seconds, tears swelling up in her eyes.

"Why?" She finally asked.

"Truth?" He asked. Y/N nodded. All she wanted was the truth.

"I didn't expect to fall in love with you." James explained.

"And how am I expected to believe you?"

"You don't have to. Just, please, let me explain myself. And then afterward, if you want nothing to do with me, then I'll leave you alone. I promise." Y/N pondered what he said, before she finally nodded.

A slow song started to play, and the two looked at each other.

"May I?" He asked. "If this is the last time we are to do anything together, I'd like one last dance." Y/N's heart swelled, although she hated to admit with the circumstance. She took a few steps closer him, allowing it be his cue. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and she wrapped her around his neck. The two started to slow dance.

"I don't know where to begin."

"From the beginning." He nodded, in agreement.

"Okay. So, it was a dare." He confirmed. "Cyril, Alistair and the others dared me that I couldn't get you to go on a date with me. I was honestly surprised that you did."

"I don't see the bad in people. You're a good person, James, and that's what I saw. I saw your caring personality beneath everything else and I fell in love with it." James stared at her as she spoke.

"Right." He cleared his throat. "Well, I honestly didn't expect to fall in love with you."

"Genuinely?"

"Genuinely." He confirmed.

"Then why didn't you say something sooner? This could have been avoided." He nodded, agreeing.

"I know. I was just scared. I wasn't sure how you would react, so I went on, hoping you wouldn't find out because I didn't want to risk the potential of losing you."

"But you might lose me know." He heart fell. Was this it? James swallowed thickly before looking at the floor in between their feet as they continued to slowly dance. "Hey."

James looked back up at her and in his expression, she could see that he was terrified.

"I never did technically end the relationship." She gave him a small smile. "Sure, things will need to be worked on and trust reinstated, but I'm willing to work through-" James didn't let her finish what she was saying, enveloping her lips into a searing kiss, in which it only took her seconds to melt into it.

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sthwaaberry · 3 months ago

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firsts - k.hongjoong

wc: 550+

pairing: subby virgin hongjoong x fem reader

warnings: p w/o plot, handjob, blowjob, make out scene, mention of sex, lmk if i missed anything (not proofread!)

hongjoong had a lot of his firsts with you. first hug, first kiss, first date. he loved being with you and experiencing what it’s like to truly be loved and appreciated, he did.. but there was always one first he was seemingly hell bent on avoiding.

almost a year into your relationship, and you guys still hadn’t fucked. never going beyond a quick make out session, you never even saw hongjoong naked. you respected his boundaries, no matter how much you wanted him.

it was a night like any other, he came home after coming home from airport, chunky glasses sitting atop his nose bridge as you watched whatever shitty rom-com you chose. not even 30 minutes into the movie and he was all over you, having placed you in his lap leaving sloppy, rushed kisses on your lips; odd. usually you were the one to initiate it. though, you weren’t complaining. though the way his fists bunched at the oversized tee you were wearing started to worry you at his change in character.

“joong, is everything alright?” you murmur, a soft peck placed on your lips before he answers “yeah, just— fuck. today was really stressful, love. i wanna forget about my responsibilities right now, wanna focus on you.” he pouts. “can you help me forget?”

his words sent a shiver down your spine. was this really happening? you tried to ignore how heated your ears felt. “hongjoong, are you asking—“ “yes. please. i come home and you’re sitting here so damn pretty.. w-we don’t even have to fuck yet.” he says, clearly desperate. you bite your lip before leaving your spot on his lap, falling to the carpeted floor below the sofa, in between his spread thighs.

your eyes widen at the bulge you see in his boxers when you finally take off his pants. you weren’t expecting it to be this big. you slip the remaining fabric off, mouth salivating at the sight before you.

he wasn’t exactly thick, but he made up for it in length. his tip red and angry, dribbling with precum. you look up at him, watching as he purses his lips, glasses slightly crooked and foggy to the point where you could barely make out his eyes. you looked so damn pretty like this, slotted in between his legs.

you wrap your fingers around his length, giving him an experimental stroke, a gorgeous moan leaving his lips. you wanted to hear it again badly. encouraged by his sounds, you start stroking him slowly but surely, thumb running across his tip as a string of whines and profanities leave his lips.

“p-please, y/n.. need my cock in your mouth, you’ll let me, right?” he whimpers out, and you obey, lips slowly wrapping around his cock. with what you can’t fit in your mouth, you continue to stroke, feeling him throb inside of you.

“a-ah.. f-fuck, wait- m’gon—” with little to no warning, strings of his warm cum shoot down your throat, making you pull away for a bit to swallow, catching your breath.

“give me a warning next time, joong.” you say with a breathless chuckle, while hongjoong looks away flustered, grumbling an apology talking about how he didn’t mean to. meanwhile, you could tell he was noticeably less tense than before, leaving a satisfied smile on your face.

a/n: AAAA im sorry i know im supposed to be writing two other full fics but these images appeared on the tl in the dead of night and i couldn’t help myself 😣 i didn’t proofread sorry for mistakes, please leave your thoughts i’d love to hear it since this is my first time writing smut and thank you if you read all of this !!

#posts nervously again #ateez #ateez x reader #ateez fanfic #ateez smut #hongjoong smut #hongjoong hard thoughts #hongjoong x reader #atz x reader #atz smut #im so tired pls send help #everyone who read it all gets a kiss mwa

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breezymichelle99 · 2 months ago

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Waking Up In Vegas 💒💍 | LN

Summary: When a girls trip to the Vegas GP turns into a whirlwind weekend. What happens in Vegas definitely does not stay in Vegas. 🫣

Warnings: Smut! 18+, use of Y|N, Drunken Marriage, quick feelings, emotional Lando, sexual innuendo, p in v, oral,(f receiving), un protected sex, lying, partying, cursing, drinking, shower sex, secret marriage, serious adult conversations, princess treatment, use of husband and wife names, pet names, angsty(kind of), emotional goodbye, frustration, pregnancy. (As always please let me know if I have missed anything, and I apologize I edited this very late so sorry for any mistakes) also a bit long so sorry again.

A|N: Please remember this is a work of fiction and made just for fun. Some scenes in the story such as Lando partying and drinking before a race are unrealistic and made up to fit the story line, these ideas are not actual events. Please Enjoy 😀 (As noted previously this may be my last Posted Lando fic for a while 🥺)

You had just touched down in Las Vegas, you and your friends were just getting off the flight headed to baggage claim. Your heart was racing in your chest. You were finally here. You were finally going to spend your weekend in the Paddock at a Formula One Race, hopefully setting your eyes on handsome Mclaren Driver Lando Norris.

Once you settled into your hotel you and your girls decided to take full advantage of the free night and go out to a few clubs. You decided to slip on this very short black dress and black heels; which just so happened to be the only pair of red bottoms you would ever own, curling your long locks and doing your makeup to perfection. “Not still hoping to accidentally run into Lando Norris and fall madly in love are you?” your best friend jokes as she catches you primping to perfection. A light pink tint dusts your cheeks. “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas, bestie.” you smirk at her as she rolls her eyes at you.

You’d been a fan of Lando’s for as long as you could remember, he was an incredibly talented driver and not to mention he was absolutely gorgeous. As much as you hoped you would some day get to meet him, you were foolish in thinking that you would ever be more than a fan to him. “Are you ready yet?” one of the girls calls to you as you were still in the bathroom putting on perfume. You open the bathroom door. “Yes I'm ready.” you say with a smirk grabbing your sparkly black clutch and heading through the door your best friend was holding open for everyone. You grabbed a cab and headed to your first destination. That’s when you saw him. Formula One’s future World Champion; Lando Norris and he was looking right at you.

You grab drinks and hit the dance floor pretending that the heat from his gaze wasn’t burning a hole right through you. Of course your best friend would notice your change in behavior and want to know what is wrong. “Why are you being weird all of a sudden?” she asks, looking around the club trying to spot what had put you at such unrest all of a sudden, when you had been so confident before heading out. That’s when she saw him, and he was heading in your direction. “Umm Sweetie, Lando Norris is here and he’s heading over here.” she says watching the panic set in on your face. She couldn’t help but smirk.

He looked absolutely stunning. His black button down was undone a few buttons, his green eyes sparkled in the lights of the club, his curly mullet messy but looked gorgeous on him. He stopped in front of you, eyes locked with yours. “Hello gorgeous.” he says, sweet British accent rolling off his tongue. Your best friend gives you a wink and steps away, leaving you to remember how to use your words. “Hi.” you manage, a rosie blush tinting your cheeks once again. There he was standing in front of you, calling you gorgeous, you thought your heart was going to pound right out of your chest. “Lando Norris.” he says leaning in to whisper his name into your ear as if you weren't well aware. “Formula 1 driver for McLaren, Lando Norris?” you ask, knowing the answer but wanting to seem like you knew something, you bring the rest of your drink to your lips. He watches, licking his own. “Guilty.” he blushes, his long fingers brush against your tanned arm giving you goosebumps immediately. . “You have me at a disadvantage though beautiful, it seems you know who I am, but you have yet to tell me who you are.” his breath is warm on your neck as he continues to whisper in your ear so you can hear him over the loud commotion of the club. “Y|N” you whisper leaning into him so you can whisper back into his ear. He licks his lips at the sound of your name in his ear. His arm wraps around your waist as he pulls your body to his. Your breath hitches in your throat. His hands were on you. This had to be a dream. “Let me get you another drink.” he says with a smirk. You nod your head. “Don’t go anywhere, I'll be right back.” he says. “I wouldn’t dream of it.” you wink finally finding your confidence. He disappears but returns a few minutes later with your drink before leading you out onto the dance floor. Your friends watching from a distance as you live out your fantasy.

His hands fall to your hips as you find a spot on the dance floor. The music is loud and your heart feels like it might bounce right out of your chest with every thump of the bass. Your arms fall around his muscled neck as you both sway to the music, eyes locked on each others. You two continue to dance, grinding on each other as the music changes. Lando can’t keep his hands off of you. You can’t keep the smile off your face. You had no idea how late it was getting but you knew you didn’t want to leave this moment with him. You feel a tap on your shoulder interrupting the moment. “I'm sorry babe but the girls are ready to go.” your bestie says looking from you back to your group of friends sitting at a table by the bar. You look back at her then back at Lando. You really didn’t want to go. Lando can tell you aren’t ready to leave him just yet, so he speaks up because he is also not ready for you to leave his arms. “I can make sure she gets back to the hotel safely.” he says looking at your best friend. “I mean if she’s not ready to leave yet, I can make sure she gets back to her room.” he says, his eyes were locked with your best friends now, the two of them making some secret binding pact with their eyes only. “Okay.” she whispers, looking at you who clearly did not want to go. “Be careful, call if you need.” she whispers just out of ear shot of Lando. She looked back at you once more but you had fallen back into Lando’s arms swaying to the music. She smiled letting you be. She collected the rest of your friend group and headed back to the hotel.

As the night went on, you and Lando continued dancing and drinking, knowing tomorrow he would have to be in the Paddock for a Race but that didn’t stop the two of you. The later the night got the more handsy Lando became and you were loving every single second you spent with him. At some point the two of you left the club with a few other drivers and found yourselves meandering the busy vibrant streets of Las Vegas together hand in hand. The last thing you remember from that night was Lando pulling you into his arms under the bright street lights and kissing your lips feverishly.

You wake up in an unfamiliar swanky hotel room. A gorgeous muscled tanned arm draped over you. It only took you a second to realize it was Lando and that you were naked in his bed. As you looked around you noticed clothes everywhere, including your thong hanging off the lamp next to the bed. You smirk as your eyes settle on several empty champagne bottles, realizing that must have been how your body had ended up this sticky. Your head was pounding. Something sparkly catches your eye and at this moment you finally jolt yourself awake. On your left ring finger was an absolutely stunning diamond ring with a wedding band. Your heart is pounding in your chest once again especially after you notice a band on Lando’s left hand that was now reaching for you.

“MMM Good Morning wife.” he smirks, still reaching for your body to pull to his. “Excuse me what?” you say still trying to figure out if this was a dream or had you really actually gotten married to freaking Lando Norris last night. You are fully awake now. He opened his gorgeous green eyes, staring at you. “Baby, don’t you remember we got married last night.” he says, rolling over to grab his phone, as he begins scrolling through his camera roll. “Holy shit! We’re married!” You say covering your mouth, looking down at him and then back at the photos in his camera roll, showcasing the pair of you at a little white chapel, sliding rings on each other's fingers, kissing each other passionately, and him Carrying you through the threshold of his hotel room kissing you wildly; a bottle of champagne in your hand that was wrapped around his muscled neck.. Your heart was racing. You didn’t even really know each other. What the fuck had you done?

You adjust on the bed, suddenly turning the moment serious. “Lando we don’t even know each other, we can’t be married. You don’t want to be married to me.” you say looking away, the gleam of your stunning ring catching your eye. Where did you even get this ring? It was gorgeous though. You realized your friends were calling and texting you, they must be losing their shit since you didn’t come back to the hotel last night. You send them a quick text letting them know you are okay, and that you would be there soon. Right now you need to figure this out. You hear Lando sigh beside you, as he finally sits up in bed, giving up on pulling you into his arms. He takes your hand, looking at you with those gorgeous eyes and you feel your heart flutter in your chest. “Who says I don’t want to be married to you?” he smiles as he once again tries to pull your body to his. “Seriously?” You question. You continue before he has a moment to protest or distract you. “I’m literally just me, I’m not a model, or an actress, or a size two by any means, I'm just plain old me Lando. I can’t imagine that’s someone you want to be married to, especially like this.” you protest. Lando smirks. His long fingers caress your face, the cold metal of his wedding band brushes against your cheek.

“You are gorgeous, baby, and being a normal girl who’s obsessed with me is the only thing i want.” he says kissing your lips. You can’t help but laugh. “I’m not obsessed with you.” you blush. He eyes you with a smirk. “Ohh I did my research baby, I know I'm the whole reason you were at the GP this weekend.” he chuckles at the look on your face. “IIII was actually coming to see uhhhh Charles…” you lie and he knows it. “Mmmhm I think that’s a lie baby girl.” he says nuzzling into your neck, kissing your soft skin. “Or else you would be married to him.” he whispers lips still kissing down your skin, earning a quiet moan from you, which makes him smile.

Why did you not remember a single second of this wedding, who had witnessed, who let this happen? Did you really have that much to drink last night? You roll your eyes and sigh trying your best not to give in to his perfect lips on your skin but you almost couldn’t help it. This conversation was far from over. “Lando please.” you beg, trying to be responsible and have an adult conversation about the situation that you were in. “We’ve known each other for one night.” you say. “One great night.” he smirks again. “LANDO.” you groan. This was serious and he was just grinning at you like a stupid idiot. You roll your eyes as you try to pull yourself from his embrace. “Alright alright.” he says finally realizing you weren't messing around, plus he did not want you to leave his arms, especially not like this. “I realize this is serious, but I don't regret it and I don't want you to either. How about we make a deal.” he says, pausing, watching you. “Okay?” you whisper still trying to wrap your head around the fact that, even though it was only one night he still wanted you, he didn’t regret being with you. Your heart sank in your chest. “You, me, Carlos and Charles are the only ones that know about us being married.” he pauses for a second. So those were the two you had to blame for allowing this to happen. You would indeed be murdering them when you saw them in the paddock this afternoon. You nod letting him know he should continue. “We keep the marriage a secret, we date. If you hate me in a month or two we’ll get the marriage annulled, if not we’ll stay together and eventually tell our friends and family that we’ve been married. Sure they will probably be mad but we can throw a big party, get remarried whatever they want. I just want you.” He says his lips, capturing yours in a heated kiss. How could you say no to that?

Your arms wrapped around him pulling his toned body above yours, he moans finally getting what he wanted. “We should shower.” he says, licking a sticky spot on your neck. “I really should get back to my room and change.” you moan, eyes closing, back arching, nails digging into his muscled back as he kissed down your skin. “Give me two seconds I can have something brought up for you to wear.” he smirks, reaching over to grab his phone, calling a number quickly, saying a few words then tossing his phone back on the bed, his body returning to yours as if it never left. “Now how about that shower?” he asks again, those gorgeous green eyes burning holes through you. This was going to be harder than you thought. You nod. He practically yanks you from bed as you giggle following his lead. He turns on the water making sure it’s warm enough before pulling your warm wet naked body into his. You moan into his mouth as his lips capture yours roughly and you find your back against the cold tile of the shower wall. His long fingers trailing water drops down your warm skin. Your thigh wrapped around his as you find him deep inside you, making you scream his name, echoing through the tiled shower walls. “God you’re so fucking perfect for me.” he says thrusting into you once more. “Fuck Lando please.” you beg him and he smirks. “Anything for my beautiful wife.” he says, feeling your body go limp in his arms as you cum for him, he follows right behind you.”God you’re beautiful, baby.” he whispers, kissing you slowly. “I guess this means, you agree to my deal?” he says with a smirk. You smile realizing you hadn’t ever answered him earlier. “Yes, We should date, to get to know each other and go from there.” you agree. He nods. You finish your shower, he washes your hair, and takes care of you, wrapping you up in a towel kissing on your skin gently. He catches you staring at him. “What is it?” he asks, eyes soft and sweet in return. You blush realizing you’ve been caught admiring your now husband. “Nothing.” you pause. “This just doesn’t feel real, it feels like a fever dream. I'll wake up disappointed from soon.” You admit. Looking away from him. You hear the sound of his bare feet on the bathroom floor coming towards you. His long fingers tilt your chin so you are forced to look up at him. “Trust me baby, this is all real and you are 100% mine.” he smirks as he leans down, capturing your lips with his. It was a few minutes before he pulled his lips from yours. “Now come on Angel, we have a paddock to stun.” he smirks with a wink as he turns from the bathroom.

Lando hadn’t been kidding when he said he could get you everything you needed in two minutes, by the time you got out of the shower pretty much anything and everything you needed to get ready for your paddock debut had been delivered to his room, including breakfast. You settled on this cute skirt but you wanted to spice it up a bit. “What is that look?” Lando asks, seeing you with that thinking look on your face, brows furrowed. “Can I look in your closet?” you ask with a smirk. Lando chuckles. “Of course darling, go ahead.” he says with a small smile watching to see what you were doing. You slide open the door to the closet rummaging through his shirts, when you settle on one of his baby blue button downs. “Perfect. You whisper. Pulling it from the hanger and skipping back to the bed where your skirt and shoes waited. Lando watched you, eyes full of love. Though he had just met you and you were still getting to know each other he felt like you had been with him his whole life, like there was no one else in the world that was made for him. “Be right back.” you whisper kissing him slowly before disappearing into the bathroom to do something with your hair and make-up and get dressed.

When you finally exited the bathroom Lando was already dressed and ready to go. He looked up from his phone as he heard the bathroom door open. He gasped as he watched you exit it. “What?” you said looking at yourself in the mirror hoping it wasn’t too much or not enough. “You look perfect.” he says walking to you, his hands finding your hips. “One more thing.” he whispers. He grabs a Mclaren paddock pass and drops it around your neck. “Had this brought up too.” he says, kissing your cheek. You blush. “Spoiling me already, Mr. Norris.” you whisper as you grab your bag and your phone ready to head to the track with him. You feel his hand in yours pulling you to him. “Absolutely, Mrs.Norris.” he grins. You take him in with a sigh. You noticed he had taken his wedding band off and slid it on to his right hand. He notices the smile fade from your eyes, as you look down to your own hand. “Guess I can’t be wearing this.” you sigh, taking off your ring. Lando takes it from your hand placing it in the safe. “Here.” says handing you the wedding band back, sliding it onto the ring finger of your right hand and kissing it gently. “Then you’ll still have me.” he whispers. This secret seemed so unfair because all you wanted to do was scream it from the rooftops but you knew what you had to do. “Ready baby?” he asks. You smile. “Ready” you say, taking his hand. He leads you out of the room and to the lobby where a Mclaren was waiting in valet for you. He opens the door and you thank him. You had already texted your friends letting them know you would meet them at the race. They were dying to know where you had disappeared too. Lando’s hand had found your thigh as soon as he slid into the driver's seat. Here goes nothing. You think to yourself as you try and prepare yourself for the whirlwind that was about to become your life.

You and Lando talk and laugh all the way to the driver’s parking lot at the Las Vegas Grand Prix, it was almost like you had been married for years and not since yesterday. As you drive in you notice all the fans and you know the world is going to be a buzz here soon. You sigh. Lando looks over at you noticing your sudden change in behavior and the nervousness. He rubs your thigh with his warm palm. “It’s going to be okay baby, I’ve got you always don’t forget that.” he smiles over at you leaning in his lips capturing yours. “Thank you.” you whisper into his lips touching his face with your fingertips memorizing every crease, every dimple, every line as if as soon as you open the door and head into the paddock the dream will end. He gives you a look after letting you settle for a few minutes. “Here goes nothing.” you sigh. He smirks, taking your hand as he helps you out. “You’ve got this love, we’ve got this.” he says, kissing your cheek gently as he takes your hand once again leading you into the paddock. As you go in he’s giving you the rundown about everything, how the paddock walk would go, how the race day breakdown would go, pretty much everything you would need to know.

You follow Lando hand in hand as he swipes in and leads you through to McLaren hospitality. There were hundreds of fans screaming and calling his name. You pause. “If you want to sign some autographs you don’t have to pass because of me I can wait for you over here.” you say with a sweet smile that makes lando’s heart flutter. “You’re the best baby.” he says, kissing your cheek and squeezing your hand. You blush at the public display. You just understood what it was like to be a fan, and you knew that even one second of acknowledgment from him could make someone's whole day or year and you wouldn’t want to keep someone from experiencing that. So you step off to the side and watch in sweet admiration for your secret husband. He was so cute and sweet with everyone and the way he was with kids had you on the verge of tears from the sweetness. You hadn’t noticed that he had returned to you. His lips pressed to your gently. “Ready to go love?” he says, taking back your hand in his. You nod. Following him to mclaren. You hadn’t stopped staring at him. “What is it?” he asks. You smile. “The way you were with that little boy back there was so sweet.” you blush trying to quell the dirty thought you had of him putting a baby in you. You swallow hard. “I love getting to meet the little ones. They are always so sweet and shy.” he says watching your eyes sparkle. He smirked. He knew immediately where your mind had gone and he decided to help it along a bit. you had to stop for a crowd of people trying to reach their destination and he took advantage of the moment to whisper in your ear. “Maybe someday I’ll put a baby in you, you’d look so beautiful with my little mini growing inside of you.” he practically moans in your ear, you let out a hushed breath, if you had been sitting your thighs would have clenched together. “Lando.” you practically moan looking up at him beside you. Your cheeks flush with the heat he just sent rushing through your veins. “Such a perfect image of the future” he says watching you bite your lip knowing those dirty little images were dancing around in your head now. You give him a look and he goes back to being on his best behavior.

When you reach Mclaren you see Charles and Carlos waiting for Lando there. You shoot them both a look. This morning you really wanted to murder them when you saw them but now you kind of wanted to thank them. You knew Lando had a ton of things to do to get ready. “I’m going to find my friends, I’m sure they all think i've been kidnapped and will be shortly sending out the swat team.” you laugh. “If that’s alright?” you add. Lando still hadn’t let go of your hand. “You’ll be back before the race right?” he asks. You smile. “I’ll meet you in your driver’s room before you go out, if you’d like?” you say as you watch the paddock around you buzz with excitement. “Please.” he says. You can’t help but smile. “Of course.” you say giving him a quick kiss and heading off to find your friends. Lando watches you leave him, unable to wipe the smirk from his perfect pouty lips. Charles and Carlos finally join Lando for a quick rundown of last night's events. “How’d she take waking up married to you.” Carlos teases him. Lando chuckles. “Well I thought she was going to murder the two of you when she found out you allowed this to happen, but she came around. We decided to keep the marriage a secret for now and date, so the pair of you are sworn to secrecy until further notice.” Lando says giving them both a death glare of his own.. They both run their fingers over their lips as if to say our lips are sealed. “You honestly look really happy, man.” Carlos says, slapping his buddy on the shoulder. Lando can't help but blush. He lets out a sigh twisting his wedding band around his finger. “I honestly really am, I haven't felt this good in ages, I really hope we can make this work.” he says remembering the deal he had made with you earlier this morning. Charles catches the look in his eyes and smiles. “Mate I saw the way she looks at you there's absolutely no denying you two will make this work.” The three of them head into their respective drivers meetings. Lando wondering how things were going with your friends .

“OMG finally.” your best friend calls to you as she sees you walking toward them through the busy paddock. She immediately notices the hickey on your neck and the McLaren paddock pass that hangs around it, and your adorable outfit with the shirt that clearly wasn’t yours. She smirks. “Well well well, seems you had a very good night missy.” she teases you as she points to the prominent bruise on your neck. You gasp. Cupping your hand around your neck, praying to god that wasn’t visible in the thousands of photos that were just taken of you as you entered the paddock with Lando. “Seems you did.” one of your other friends says as she turns her phone around to show you a twitter article about you and Lando. “Prince Of Mclaren off the market?” The headline read; a picture of you kissing right after he had done his little autograph signing. You blush. Ohhh he's definitely off the market. You think to yourself, knowing that was your husband and also replaying his words from earlier. The sound of your best friend's voice pulls you from your daze. “So please give us the dirty details.” she insists,taking your hand. You blush. “Before we get into the dirty details, I have to meet Lando back at his drivers room before the race, he said we can all watch from Mclaren hospitality if we wanted, they would know we were coming.” you say everyone gasping. “Omg yes!!! Best day ever! I'm so glad you met him.” one of them shouts. “I guess that’s a yes then.” your best friend says. You look at your watch leading them that way, not really wanting to stray too far from Lando anyways.

As you get shown to Mclaren hospitality memories from last night finally begin to come back to you; the moment you left the club, you and lando wrapped up in each other, laughing and kissing, Carlos and Charles making fun of you every step of way, the way lando held you as you danced under a random streetlight, his hands setting your skin on fire for him, the way his eyes had lit up when you passed that little white chapel, Carlos and Charles begging the two of you to think about this but neither of you you would hear it, lando popping into the little jewelry store nextdoor. (so that’s how you got that gorgeous ring) you sigh you really wished you had it on your finger right now but you knew this was the way it had to be for now. The memories continue to come back in beautiful flashes now: the way Lando was looking at you as he held your hand as he was asked to resight his vows to you, the way his thumb rubbed little circles over your hand as you said I DO back to him, him leaning in to kiss your lips so passionately you thought you might melt into him, The way Charles and Carols hollered and clapped for you as lando took your hand and led you down the aisle and out of the little white chapel, heading back to the hotel snagging some champagne from somewhere as Lando carried you up to his suite, Carlos and Charles making sure you both got there safety. The way he had your dress off in seconds, campagne dripping from your body as he worshiped his new wife with his perfect tongue in all the best ways. You clear your throat trying not to let anyone notice your flushed skin as you recall your “Wedding night” with Lando, how gentle yet rough he had been with you. You sigh again. The sound of an unfamiliar voice knocks you out of your trip down memory lane. “Sorry Miss, Mr. Norris set everything up for you and your friends, he asked me to tell you to come to his Driver’s room whenever you’ve settled in, he’s finished with his meetings.” one of the sweet Mclaren staff says. You nod thanking them.

“I seriously can’t believe you hooked up with Lando Norris, your literal dream.” your best friend says hugging you. You knew it was just because your relationship with Lando had gotten her into McLaren hospitality and not out in the grandstands where they were supposed to be. “It still all seems so unreal, I'm hardly believing it myself, I keep thinking I'll wake up soon and it will all be just a dream I had.” you say your friends notice the worry in your eyes. “Oh girl don’t you worry I saw the way he looked at you, there is no denying this is wayyyyyy more than a dream sweetie.” she says. A part of you wished you could tell them about the marriage, you really wanted them to know just how happy you really were but you knew it was for the best just in case you know it didn’t work out. Your heart ached at the thought. You absentmindedly twirled the diamond band around your finger. “Alright.” you say changing the subject. “You girls settle in, I'm going to see Lando before the race. I'll be back in a bit please behave and don’t embarrass me or Lando okay.” you warn with a stern look, knowing it wasn’t just about you anymore. They all nod, settling in as you leave. You wander around really wishing you had asked Lando where exactly his driver's room was. “Looking for someone.” you hear a voice. “Oscar.” you say. He smiles. “Sorry, I'm looking for Lando, could you help me find his driver's room, I'm such an Idiot I've forgotten where it is.” you say. He notices your McLaren paddock pass and opts to help. “You’re going to go down the hall there and make a left at the end. He's the first one on the right.” he says. “Thank you so much, Good Luck today.” you say. He nods, wondering about this beautiful new girl headed to his teammates room.

Finally you found it. You knock. The door opens in seconds. “Sorry, I probably should have asked you where I was going.” you laugh and so does Lando. He pulls you into his arms immediately. You noticed he had some pre-race nervousness. “What's wrong?” you ask him, melting into his touch. “Just nerves as always.” he says. You knew this fact about him even before you were together. You smile touching his face with your hands. “You are going to be great Lando Norris.” you whisper, capturing his lips with yours, he melts into your body, a quiet moan leaves his lips, you can’t help smirk. “Save that for after the race Mr. Norris.” you giggle. You hear him sigh. “I love that sound so much.” he admits. You blush. There was a knock on the door. “Lights out in 2.” you heard and knew that meant he had to me heading to the grid for the anthem and what not. “Roger that.” he says even though his eyes nor his hands had left you. He tucks a piece of your hair behind your ear. “You are damn beautiful.” he says. You can’t help but blush and look away from his intense gaze. “Thanks baby.” you finally whisper. “You better get going.” you say not wanting to hold him up and get him in trouble. He nods. “Good Luck, you know where I’ll be.” you say kissing his lips softly. “Gunna win this one for my wife.” he smirks. God you loved hearing that. “She’ll be waiting at the checkered.” you say kissing him once more. You stop to take one last look at your husband preparing for a race before you head back to your friends. “Babe wait.” he says, grabbing your hand. “What is it?” you ask him. “Will you hold this for me, I don’t want to wear it in the car and lose it. I'd rather it be safe with you.” he says handing over his wedding band to you. “I’ll guard it with my life.” you whisper. Sliding it onto your necklace, he clasps it back for you. You kiss him goodbye once more and head back to Mclaren hospitality..

“How’s your boy?” your best friend asks. You blush. “He’s fine a little nervous as usual but he’ll be fine once he’s on track, he’s starting P4 today so he needs a good start so he can get to the front early.” you say. They all laugh. “Look at you Miss. F1.” They all joke. “Look I know my racing, you all know that even before I met Lando so shut it.” you nervously tug on the band around your necklace, trying to channel him and send all the good luck and love his way. The race began. He got a good start showcasing some amazing overtaking skills. He was in second now with George leading. The laps ticked off slowly, the closer to lap 50 it got the more you paced, pretty sure you were ruining the rug in the suite in McLaren hospitality but you couldn’t help it. Once again your manicured fingers tugged on that ring around your neck, never letting it go until the checkered flag waved, Lando ending in P2. you jumped up and down, you'd take p2. “Come on, let's go!! We have to see him on the podium” you giggle excitedly. As you race out of the suite and down to the track waiting for him to take that second step up there. You knew he was in the cool down room discussing the race right now with George and Carlos. It wasn’t long before Carlos appeared taking his step in third. Your heart was racing. “Here he comes.” you hear beside you. The smile could not be removed from your face. As they call his name he steps out looking around for you, seeing you, locking eyes with you immediately. He sends a wink your way and you almost melt. He’s so perfect. They play the British national anthem for George and then the champagne celebration begins. Lando of course doing his famous champagne pop celebrating George because he knew you were watching. “Your eyes are literal hearts right now.” one of your friends notices. You bush again. “Can’t help it” you say, “I'm so proud of him.” you watch the celebration for a few more minutes before you head back. “I'm sure you will want to celebrate with Lando, so I’m going to take the girls back to get something to eat and get ready for our flight out.” your best friend says.

“Thank you for everything.” you say she hugs you tight. You hadn’t even thought about leaving. The sudden dark cloud fell over you. You knew this was a discussion you would have to have with Lando and soon. You pushed those thoughts from your mind as you searched for him in the McLaren garage . “Y|N” you hear from behind you. You turn to see him, fire suit unzipped and loose around his hips, curly mullet messy and sweaty; he looked absolutely perfect. You run to him. “P2 that's so great baby.” you say throwing your arms around him not caring about how sweaty he was or the fact that he was dripping in champagne. His arms wrapped around you tightly. He smiled as he leaned down his lips devouring yours hungrily, you wrapped your arms around his muscled neck, you never wanted to let him go. His hands slid down your back to your ass where they rested for a moment as he kissed you. His lips separated from yours slowly. “I have some media to finish, do you mind waiting for me in my driver's room.” he asks you with gorgeous green eyes never leaving yours. You nod. “Of course not.” you whisper kissing the tip of his nose. “Go, I'll be waiting.” you smile at him. He winks at you squeezing your hand before letting go and heading towards the media pen, which he was already late too. You watch him disappear before heading to his drivers room to wait for him. As you sat there waiting for him to return you decided to do the one thing you had been avoiding; scroll through social media. There you were; hand in hand with him. Most of the comments were sweet but of course there were some not so sweet. You reposted a few to your social media, including a few posts from some of his sweet fan pages before you decided to get off before you got in too deep and that was something you didn’t want to do.

As you sat there waiting for Lando you noticed his phone light up on the table beside you, you weren't trying to be nosey but his wallpaper caught your eye. You smile. It was a picture of you and him, Carlos or Charles must have taken it, it was when you were kissing under that street light right before you had ran into the little white chapel. You really wanted this to work between you, it had literally been less than 24 hours but being with him was all you wanted, and you’d do just about anything to keep the way you felt with him right now for ever. You decided to follow his lead and go through your camera roll, setting a picture of him lying next to you in bed this morning, eyes bright hair messy looking so happy and peaceful there beside you as your wallpaper. You heard voices and then the door began to open. “Hey beautiful.” he whispers. “Hey there hubby.” you smirk. “I like the sound of that.” he grins as he leans over you to give you a kiss. “How was the media?” you ask as he sits beside you taking off his boots. He smiles. His long fingers come up to hold your cheek. “They had a lot of race questions and a few about you.” he smirks. You can’t help but blush and wonder what his answers were. “Oh yeah?” you ask not wanting to push him too much into telling you what he was asked or what he said in response. He wrapped you up into his arms tightly. You giggle. “Yeah they asked me about the absolutely stunning girl who I had on my arm today.” he says, kissing your neck slowly. You whine. “Mmm and what exactly did you tell them Mr. Norris?” you ask only slightly distracted by his lips trailing down your neck and his long fingers tracing your skin under your shirt. You hear him chuckle. “Well.” he says, nuzzling into your neck. “I said that you are my beautiful girlfriend, who I’ve been seeing privately and we decided together to make our paddock debut.” he smirks. You chuckle. “Well that was a beautiful way to introduce your drunken one night stand wife..” you joke. But you notice he did not laugh. His eyes meet yours, looking a little upset.

“What’s wrong?” you ask your fingers touching his cheek he melts into your touch. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean it that way, I was just trying to be funny.” you say immediately realizing what you had said. He stayed silent. “You know I want this right? You know I want to make this work with you more than anything.” you say trying anything you could to make him see it was just a joke and you would never make it again. Finally after the most excruciating few minutes of your life he speaks up. “I know I’m sorry.” he says “I shouldn't have taken what you said so seriously, I know you want this, so do I.” he says his lips capture yours, you wrap your arms around his neck deepening the kiss. He pulls his lips away slowly, his eyes are looking deep into yours, a deep silence fills his driver's room. “You know this is more than a drunken one night stand to me right?” he whispers, his long fingers brushing your cheek you can’t help but melt into his warm touch. “Lando of course I know that, you’ve shown me nothing but love and support in the last 24 hours and there is nothing more that I could ask for, baby. Please know I was just joking and I wouldn’t want to trade a second of what we have for anything. You are my husband Lando Norris. Forever.” you say taking the ring off of your necklace and sliding it back onto his ring finger where it belongs. “Always and forever.” you whisper the words he had said to you during your vows. He smiles. “Always and forever.” he says back, taking the ring off your right hand and sliding it back onto your left ring finger, kissing it gently and then kissing you. “How bout I shower and then we do something for dinner. Your girls are okay right?” he asks. You smirk remembering your morning in the shower with him. “That sounds perfect, and yes they are fine they went back to the hotel to pack and eat.” you say. Knowing the conversation about leaving was going to be one you needed to have with him but you didn’t really want to have it right now. You see Lando’s smile fade. “We can talk about it later baby, go shower.” you smirk into his lips as he leans down to kiss you once more.

“No convincing you to join me?” he asks with a cheeky smirk peeking out from the shower. “No way Norris and ruin this hair and make up look before dinner, I don’t think so.” you laugh. His heart flutters again. “Definitely ruining it after dinner though, you can count on that wife.” you can’t help but laugh. “Counting on it, husband.” you shout so he can hear you over the shower, you can hear him laugh. It’s only a few minutes before he’s out of the shower and dressed, ready to go. You had packed all of his things while he was in the shower so he was ready to go when he got out. “You smell amazing.” you whisper your mind considering room service immediately. He winks at you as he grabs his backpack and then your hand. “Thanks baby.” he says, leaning in to kiss your neck which has you quietly moaning his name in response.. He checks his driver's room one more time to make sure he hasn’t forgotten anything and then you head out, back to his car in the driver’s parking lot.

He opens the door for you and you slide in. you look up at him with a gorgeous smile. You sigh. Dear lord, you say to yourself. I think I'm in love with this man. Lando tossed his bag in the back and then slid into the driver's seat, starting the car and sliding his warm palm onto your thigh. You look over at him, intertwining your fingers with his. You never wanted to leave this life with him. On your way out of the parking lot you pick somewhere for dinner on the strip and head in that direction, laughing and joking the whole ride. Once at the restaurant you two sit and talk about what’s going to happen once you leave your little bubble in Vegas, deciding to visit Monaco whenever you can and to attend races with Lando as much as you could. “What's on your mind?” you ask him as you sit at a red light headed back to his hotel. He looks over at you, bringing your hand that was tangled with his to lips kissing it gently. You can’t help but smile “Talk to me Lan.” you say hearing him sigh. “We can make this work, you know that right?” he says. You can tell he's been fighting with some emotions since dinner and he’s finally found the courage to bring them up. You smile over at him. “Yes, Lan, I know we can. I’ll do anything and everything to see to it and I hope you feel the same. I know us being together this way is unconventional but I wouldn’t trade this time with you for anything, getting to know you, spending time with you, kissing you, being your wife secret or not. It's been a whirlwind but a dream and I wouldn't want it any other way.” you say leaning over to kiss his lips passionately, he melts into your lips and you don’t separate until the light turns green and the car behind you honks at you to get going. You both can’t help but blush. “I can’t believe this is our last night together.” he sighs. “Well we better make the most of it then husband.” you smirk at him as you slide his warm hand down your thigh and under your skirt, licking your lips. “Ohh fuck yeah baby girl.” he practically moans, pressing on the gas pedal as you feel his long index stroke your clit slowly, your head dropping back against the head rest. “Mmmm Lando..” you moan, eyes closing letting yourself enjoy him. “Fuck baby your so sexy, I can’t wait to get you back to the hotel. We’re almost there, please be a good girl and wait for me.” he asks, his eyes darting from you to the road as he tries his best to focus on one destination at a time. He brings his long finger up to his lips, licking it clean. He hears you whine. You hear him chuckle. Before you know it Lando is handing over the keys to the hotel valet, and practically yanking you out of the passenger seat. His backpack slung over one shoulder as he led you up to his room.

Almost before the elevator doors close his lips are on you. You toss your head back giving him better access to you, your hands are running through his curly mullet, tugging it gently every once in a while when the pressure of his lips is too much, you hear him groan against your skin. “Lan.” you moan his name. His lips stop kissing your neck, hands stop roaming your body, his eyes locked with yours suddenly. “What is it?” you say biting your lip. “Back in the car when you said you’d do anything to make us work?” he pauses, searching your eyes for answers he wasn’t sure he would find there. “Yeah?” you whisper. “I will too, anything. I want; this, us, you more than anything fuck unconventional. It’s you baby.” he devours your lips before you can respond. His lips separate from yours as the bell on the elevator dings and the doors open. He smirks at you and pulls you from the elevator and towards the room. He already has the key in his hand. Your hand is wrapped tightly around his bicep as you wait for him to open the door. He’s got it open in seconds and he's pulling you inside, sliding the do not disturb sign onto the door before closing it. You're both out of your clothes before you reach the bed, leaving a trail in your wake. He’s on his back on the bed before you know it, your hips straddling him. “Fuck you are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen.” he says kissing on your skin. You moan in response. Before you can think twice he’s on top of you now, long fingers dancing across your skin lips following behind, worshiping your body like only he can.

You wiggle beneath him begging him for more. You hear him chuckle. “Don’t run baby.” he says, his green eyes sparkling down at you. “I can’t help it, I want you so badly Lando.” you practically moan. He smirks. “You can have me anytime baby.” he says licking his lips as he grabs your thigh wrapping it around his hip gripping it tightly as he gently slides into you, wasting no time. Your back arching off the mattress into him with each and every thrust of his hips matching his rhythm. He leans down to capture your lips with his, hips slowing, drawing out the moment of pleasure for both of you, his chain dangling onto your chest, the cold metal sending goosebumps across your skin, his lips leaving a trail of hickeys across your skin leaving a gentle reminder of him as you prepare to leave him tomorrow. “Don’t fight it baby, cum for me.” he says already feeling you tightening around him, he was close too. You gripped onto his back leaving scratches all the way down his muscled back and biceps. “Lan baby.” you moan loudly, biting your lip, your hips crashing desperately into his. “That a girl.” he groans, tossing his head back as he finishes deep inside you. “God baby girl, I don’t want you to leave me.” he says breathing heavily beside you now, pulling you into his arms, long fingers gently stroking your warm skin.. You sigh as you lay beside him, fingertips dancing over his warm tan chest.

“I know Lan, I don’t want to either but I’ll be at the next race and we can facetime, and I will come and see you as much as I can in Monaco and you can come and see me if you want. If we really want this to work between us we will.” you say kissing his lips slowly enticing a quiet moan from his soft lips. You smirk. “Will you stay the night?” he asks quietly, not wanting to take his eyes off of you in case you would disappear. You smirk, kissing his skin gently. “Of course, I will baby.” he pulled you above him, hips straddling either side of him. “Such a great view.” Lando smirks lips attaching to your skin instantly, fingers gripping your hips. “Lando!” you giggle. “I love hearing that sound, almost as much as I love hearing your moans, princess.” he says with a sly smile. His lips stop kissing your skin as he looks up at you. “What is it Lando Norris?” you ask fingers caressing his cheek, he melts into your touch. “I have something for you.” he says, reaching over into the bedside table and digging around for a second. “Got it.” he laughs making you laugh as he scrunches his nose, he rolls back over looking up at you. “I know that you can’t really wear this but I want you to have it.” he says holding your diamond ring between his long fingers. He takes your hand sliding the band and gorgeous diamond ring onto your beautifully manicured finger, then kissing your hand gently. “You know I'd love nothing more.” you watch as he slides his band back on his ring finger and you kiss his knuckles. “I hate that you won't be wearing this either, nobody knowing your mine.” you whisper with a sigh breaking the intense eye contact you have with him looking away so he doesn’t see the tears in your eyes. His long fingers tipping your chin back towards him. “I’ll make you a deal.” he says. You look back down at him. “Okay?” you question him. His long fingers caress your cheek holding you there in his gaze, wiping away a runway tear.

“Wear the ring when you’re with me, wear the band everywhere else, I’ll wear my pole ring from Monza on my ring finger, and no one will know the difference, But I will. Just for now until we figure this thing out okay?” you melt into his touch. “I think I can work with that. For now.” you wink. “Good.” he says with a gentle sweet smile kissing your lips softly. “How ‘bout a shower and some cuddles before bed?” he asks with a mischievous little smirk. You blush. “Lead the way hubby.” you smirk getting out of bed and allowing him to pull you towards the huge hotel bathroom. After another round in the shower you and Lando snuggle into bed, allowing all your worries about the future to disappear into each other's arms. You wake up slowly to the sound of your phone ringing. You roll over to grab it hearing Lando groan beside you, you can’t help but smirk as he tries to hold you in bed next to him. “Are you planning to stay forever with Mr. Norris or are you leaving with us?” your best friend asks as soon as you say hello. You laugh. “Well i’d like to stay forever but yes i'm leaving with you guys. Mind bringing my suitcase to the airport?” you ask as you scoot over allowing Lando to wrap his arms around you once more. You try to hide your groan as you feel his hands on you. “Sure it’s not like you even unpacked it, we’ll see you soon.” she says. “Thanks, see you soon.” you say putting your phone back on the bed side table and rolling back over into lando’s arms. “How much time do we have?” he asks, holding you tighter. “Two hours, I bought us time by not having to go back to my room to get my stuff.” you say. “Okay.” he whispers softly as he calls down for some breakfast. “Can’t have you flying away from me starving.” he jokes. “I wish I didn’t have too, but it won't be long till we are back together baby. I promise.” you say watching him as he gets up from your arms and puts his boxers on searching around the room. You laugh as you watch him. “What are you doing Lan?” you ask covering your mouth so he doesn’t hear your giggle.

He winks at you from the closet. You shake your head as you follow his lead and begin getting ready. Trying to find your underwear. “Have you seen my…” you pause as you turn around to see Lando holding your thong between his fingers. “Looking for this?” he asks with a devious smirk on his lips. You nod, reaching to grab it. He pulls away quickly. “I don’t think so baby.” he says, stuffing the thong into the pocket of the pants he had just put on. “Lando stop playing, I can’t wear this skirt with no underwear. Are you kidding me? On a plane I don’t think so, please give them back.” you protest with a pout. He chuckles leaning in to kiss your lips pulling your pouting bottom lip between his teeth causing you to moan quietly into his mouth. “Mmmhmm.” he grins as he pulls away from you. “You won't be wearing that skirt.” he says pointing over to the bed where he had carefully placed a pair of his LN sweatpants and a hoodie. You smirk. “Planning to deck me out in your merch and mark your territory, Norris?” you chuckle as you pull him towards you kissing his lips gently, slowly, savoring every second you have with him. His hands fall to your hips as he pulls you to him as close as he can get. “Absolutely, yes.” he says looking down at you, your eyes locking with his. “I’ll wear them Proudly.” you say pulling yourself from his body and grabbing the borrowed garments from the bed. “That’s my girl.” he says, smacking your ass as you walk by him towards the bathroom. You look back at him from the door leaning against it. “What?” he asks, catching you staring at him as he finishes getting ready. “Just admiring my husband.” you say memorizing all his perfect features then closing the door. You change quickly and reenter the room, Lando was on the phone, you sat beside him with your hand on his thigh, his fingers intertwined with yours. “Alright man, I’ll talk to you in a bit, I’ll be flying out later today for Monaco, I'll let you know when I land. Alright love you too bro.” he tosses his phone back onto the bed. “Sorry that was Max, wondering when I was flying out.” he says “Oh no problem, you’re not flying out till later?” you ask him. He nods. “I’ll be back in Monaco late tonight.” he hears you hmm in response. You hated that you were going to be so far away from him.

You catch him checking his watch. “We better be getting going.” he says you hear the hesitation in his voice. “I Suppose.” you say. “It won’t be that bad, baby, I promise.” his lips find yours. “I know.” you say taking his hand making sure you’ve got everything from his room, he’d given you one of his backpacks for your clothes that you did have with you, and had your dress from the first night dry cleaned and sent to your place back home. You were pretty sure your new husband was a god send. “Got everything?” he asks. You nod. “Everything except you.” you say not really realizing the words had slipped from your lips. You knew this was not going to be easy once you made it to the airport, you knew even though this wasn’t goodbye, it was still going to break your heart. “It will be alright baby, I promise. I know I keep saying it but it’s true.” he knew like you that this goodbye even though it wasn’t really goodbye, was going to break his heart, even in this short amount of time he had already begun to fall in love with you and he couldn’t imagine what not having you in his life every day was going to feel like, he knew it would feel like a piece of him was missing. He feels you squeeze his hand. His eyes meet yours. “We got this.” you whisper a sweet smirk on your face as you two leave his hotel room headed to the airport.

Lando had called down for the car and it waited in valet as he opened the door and watched as you slid in looking up at him. He winks at you before closing the door. He gets into the driver's side without another word and before you know it you are headed to the airport, the pair of you trying to find the words to say to each other. In the midst of the silence Lando’s thumb was rubbing slow circles over the top of your hand that he was holding. It was only a few minutes drive from the hotel to the airport and the closer you got, the harder your heart thumped in your chest. Almost like he could hear it from the driver seat Lando squeezed your hand. Your heartbeat steadies as you look over at him with a sweet smile. Light conversation picks up between the two of you as you plan your next meeting and Lando making sure he has all the details to fly you out to his next race. The car stops as Lando parks in short term parking so he can go in with you. Your friends had texted that they were waiting for you right before the security gate. He opens the door for you and takes your hand, the backpack you borrowed slung over his shoulder. You walk together holding hands and talking sweetly to each other. you hear your name and you look ahead to see your friends waving at you. You stop with a sigh biting your bottom lip, already feeling the tears welling in your eyes. “Hey hey don’t do that, please.” he begs, his thumb coming up to your cheek to trap a runaway tear beneath it. “I'm sorry I can’t help it.” you say softly not really wanting to cause a scene in the middle of the busy airport. “Y|N, we gotta go.” you hear your best friend calling to you. You sigh again. “Okay.” you whisper. “Call me when you land, okay? Let me know you're safe?” he says. “I will, I promise. Have a safe flight to Monaco okay.” you say. “I will, I promise. If i don’t answer i'm probably on my flight I’ll call you back when I land. I'm not sure what time that will be.” he says. “I don’t care, just let me know you’re there safe.” you say. His hand found your hip and began to pull you towards him. The two of you just staring into each other's eyes not daring to say the words you both dread. Lando sighs as he leans down to capture your lips with his. “This isn’t goodbye so I'm not going to say, I'm just going to say I miss you already beautiful girl.” he kisses you once more, you pull him in as close to you as you can trying to imprint the feel of his body onto yours, his scent, his touch. You pull from him. “I Miss you already, my handsome husband.” you pause as Lando smiles and you are reminded that everything is going to be okay. There's a moment of silence. “You know in order for me to go, you have to let go of me.” you laugh. “Ha sorry baby.” he says letting go. You kiss him one more time as he lets you go and you head towards your friends, who are starting to get impatient with you.

You turn around once more looking at the man you are leaving behind for now, your future, your husband, your soulmate. He had turned to leave, not wanting to make things harder for either of you by sticking around. “LANDO” you call to him, dropping his backpack on the floor and running to him. He turns around and sees you bounding toward him, his arms reaching out for you as you wrap your legs around him, sobbing into his neck. “I love you Lando, I don't care how long it’s been, I don’t care if we met yesterday or 50 years ago. I am in love with you Lando Norris and I could not leave you without telling you.” you sob into his lips. You feel him smirk into your lips before he pulls his lips away from yours. “I love you too beautiful girl, now go get on that plane before your friends kill me.” he smiles again letting you go. “I love you.” he whispers again, watching you leave him once more. You pick up your backpack and join your friends as they had already begun going through TSA. he waves at you sweetly. You blow him a kiss and before you know it he’s gone.

Life has literally been insane since that fateful day in November. You’d been to literally every race since Las Vegas, spent more days in Monaco then in your own hometown. You and Lando were literally inseparable and so damn much in love. The season is over now and you were planning a big trip with your family and friends. “I think we should tell them.” You say one night as you lay in bed with Lando at his Monaco apartment. He looks down at you in his arms. “What?” He says leaning up on his elbow so he can get a better look at you, his wife saying something literally insane, even though he’d been dying to hear it for months. You sigh. “I don’t want to live like this anymore Lan, all this back and forth and here and there. I miss you terribly when I’m not with you and I honestly just want to be here with my husband.” you admit. You had been feeling this way for a few weeks now, the days of traveling finally starting wear on you and to be honest going to bed and waking up without Lando was exhausting and you personally just didn’t want to do it anymore, and you honestly didn’t care what your friends or family thought about the whole thing, it was your life and you were going to move to monaco to live with you husband, as things should be. “I want to tell them when everyone is together, if that’s okay.” you say as you reach up to touch his face that beautiful diamond dazzles on your ring finger in the dim light of his bedroom. He smirks but says nothing. “God damn it please say something.” you giggle. His fingers trace your skin as he looks deeply into your eyes. “Let's do it. I want you here with me, in my arms, in my bed, always.” he says, kissing you deeply and pulling you above him, a soft moan leaving your lips as his fingertips brush your skin.

You and Lando had planned everything out for your big family trip. You had planned a beautiful party for the first night you were in town, everyone gathered together. You and Lando stood behind the scenes watching your friends and family mingle together. You hear him sigh. “What's wrong? Please tell me you aren't having second thoughts about this.” you say your ring clad hand touching his face. She melts into your touch. “I would never have second thoughts when it comes to you baby, I just uhh have something to tell you.” he says you eye him scared to know what’s on his mind. “Okay?” you say. His left hand brushes against your cheek, the coolness of his wedding band against your skin giving you goosebumps. “I uh I may have already told Max we were married, like a long time ago. I’m sorry i just needed someone to tell I was just so happy and Carlos and Charles knowing was not enough.” he confesses with worried eyes, afraid that you were going to be angry with him but you surprise him; you start to laugh. “Oh Lando, I told Y|BF|N a long time ago too, like right after we got back from Vegas, I couldn’t contain myself. Someone had to know and she kept asking me why I was so sad and depressed and I accidently said “I miss my husband.” and she said “excuse me?” and then I had to tell her what happened. She was shocked but actually not surprised. “ you laugh. Lando lets out a sigh of relief. “Now if only our family will be as understanding as our best friends.” he says as he takes your hand and leads you out into the crowd of waiting friends and family. You sigh knowing it’s not going to be pretty.

“Thank you all for joining us on our postseason vacation, I know things get crazy during the season and we don’t get to spend a lot of time with everyone so we are so thankful you all were able to join us here tonight.” Lando begins. He's holding you tightly beside him, fingertips gripping your hips. “Here goes nothing.” you whisper. “We wanted to get everyone together tonight before all the vacation fun begins because we have a little announcement.” Lando pauses as Max shouts “BABY NORRIS!!!?” above the chatter. “Max shut it.” Lando says with a glare. Max chuckles. Everyone’s eyes were locked on the pair of you. “What we have to tell you is that…” there is a silence as you hear the thump of Lando’s heartbeat beside you. “We are Married.” you say taking over for him before he has a heart attack. Everyone gasps except your best friend and Max. “What?” you mom exclaims. “We’ve been Married since Vegas.” you say explaining quickly leaving out some details. “We decided as a couple that we would date each other, get to know each other and if after a bit we felt like it would never work out then we would annul the marriage, but I fell in love with your son. He is funny and sweet and a perfect gentleman, and my soulmate. I knew from the moment I met him he would change my life and he really has. I couldn’t imagine my life without him, which is why we decided to tell you all about our marriage because I will be moving to Monaco once we get back from this trip to finally be permanently with my husband.” you say you read the room you’re not sure what to do. Lando and you look at each other so lovingly that your friends and family can see just how much you two really do love each other. “Oh you guys! We’re so happy for you, unconventional but we love you both all the same, just wish we could have been there to see our baby boy get married to such a beautiful girl.” Adam says, looking at you. “We planned on having an actual wedding, with all of you there, the white dress, tux, family friends everything once Y|N gets settled with me in Monaco, we felt so bad for keeping this a secret but we fell in love and didn’t know what else to do. We hope that you all aren’t mad and will understand. “ Lando says, kissing your cheek you melt into him. Cisca holds you close to her. “Oh son we could never be upset with you giving us a beautiful daughter in law. We are so happy for you two and we can see how much the two of you love each other, you can just tell the eyes they never lie.” she says, squeezing you tight. You and Lando both lost in each other's eyes.

The excitement from the marriage news had finally died down and you finally felt like you could breathe again. You sat alone looking down at your left hand. You were married. You were married to Lando Norris; formula one’s next World Champion. You couldn’t believe it still didn’t feel real to you. Your thoughts are interrupted by Lando’s sweet soft voice. “There's my wife.” he says, wrapping his arms around you tightly, noticing you were staring at your ring, so happy that you were both able to wear your rings now. “I can always get you something different.” he says kissing your neck. You chuckle. “No, I love this one, it's part of our story and I wouldn’t want any other ring on my finger.” you say melting into his lips that were still kissing on your neck. “If you insist.” he groans. You chuckle. “I insist, I also think it’s time to say our goodnights.” you groan as his hand slides up your dress onto your thigh. He smirks into your neck. “What a great idea, wife.” he says pulling you up beside him kissing your lips passionately. You say your goodnights and head to your shared bedroom to enjoy the first night of vacation, secret husband and wife no longer.

It didn’t take long for the news of your marriage to spread through social media especially after Lando accidentally announced it on instagram. You knew everything going forward would be crazy but you were ready to take on anything that came your way with him by your side. The new season began and before you knew it you were flying all over the world attending races with your husband, enjoying the WAG life and meeting so many amazing people. The season was a whirlwind Lando winning race after race, well ahead in the World Drivers Championship. Before you knew it you were almost back to Vegas where it all began. “Are you sure you’re okay?” he asks you one morning you lay in bed a few nights before you were supposed to leave for Vegas. You nod your head. You had been keeping a secret. You were trying to keep it till Vegas but the way things were going you were going to have to tell him before then. He sees something in your eyes and he knows something is going on. “What's going on baby?” he asks. He knows you too well. You turn in his arms so you are looking into his gorgeous green eyes, fingers caressing his cheek. “You can tell me anything Y|N” he whispers. You sigh. “I know, I know.” His long fingers are tracing circles over your soft skin. “I was waiting till Vegas to tell you, but I don’t know if I can wait any longer.” you smile. You can tell he's about to freak out thinking what you are about to tell him something bad, but it’s quite the opposite. “A few weeks ago when you were out at MTC I hadn’t been feeling my best, really tired all the time, extreme nausea in the morning, it just wasn’t something that was normal for me so I decided to schedule a doctor's appointment.” you pause watching Lando’s eyes light up. You smile. “Much to my surprise, I'm pregnant, Lan you’re gunna be a dad.” you say quietly waiting for his reaction. “Are you serious?” he says eyes sparkling a beautiful color green you had never seen before, his hands instinctively falling to your stomach. You nod. Tears filling your eyes. “We’re gunna be parents, Lan.” you say before his lips capture yours passionately, his long fingers tracing gentle circles on your belly. You chuckle into his lips. He had so many questions and you gave him the answers you could along with a long discussion about how things would go once baby Norris was here. “Hi baby.” Lando whispers into your bump that was just barely there at this point. “I'm your dad, and I'm going to love you so much, I already do. And your mama, she’s so beautiful and smart and she’s gunna love you so much too. You are gunna be so loved between our families and our paddock family.” he continues to whisper as you run your fingers through his messy curls as he lays gently on your stomach talking to your baby. He falls asleep just like that. You can’t help but smile. Your life was so full of love and happiness and joy. In the morning Lando begs you to let him post an instagram announcement. You had called all your friends and family so they were already aware and wouldn’t be shocked by the announcement. “Fine, fine if you must.” you laugh as lando pulls you out onto your monaco apartment balcony, the sun just coming up over the bay. You had put on a crop top at his request and cradled your tiny bump. “Baby Norris, on board.” he typed, adding the photo of you cradling your bump in the sunlight. “Okay okay My turn now.” you laugh wanting to join him. You take a few shots of him holding your bump, his long fingers splayed across your stomach also adding the small video you had taken of him last night talking to your baby.. “And baby Makes three. Look out world there’s a Lando Mini on the way. 🙂” you add it to your instagram, tucking your phone away and turning your attention back to your husband.

In a few days you would be heading back to where it all began, ready for a new chapter to begin as husband and wife. Sometimes what happens in secret in Vegas does actually stay secret in Vegas. ;)

The End.

#lando norris #f1 #mclaren #lando norris x reader #f1 imagine #Lando Norris smut #photos from pinterest #moodboard

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loracarol · 1 month ago

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Went and saw Wicked pt 1 today and I just. Loved it so much.

(Somehow I managed to miss all the marketing / if there were any cast shenanigans, so this is SOLELY based on the movie itself and NOTHING else.) My thoughts, in no particular order (and with some spoilers ahead.)

My biggest fear was that the two leads would seem too old for the part, but they didn't.

I don't really listen to Ariana Grande that much? But her Glinda was PERFECT. She brought such lovely orange cat energy to the role; Glinda was so perfectly bitchy and stupid that it worked for me and I couldn't hate her, even when she was being The Worst (TM).

Also, both actresses have the "desperately trying not to cry" face down to perfection; Glinda in the opening song, trying to put on a brave face about "yes!! the witch is dead!!" but she looked like she was on the verge of tears the whole time? 10/10 no notes.

Whoever was in charge of doing the green skin did an excellent job. I don't know if it was CGI, practical, or a combo, but it looked really good IMO. They even gave her green freckles!!

THE DESERT FROM THE BOOKS.

BOQ IS FUCKING SPONGEBOB???

THE CHOREOGRAPHY. Parts of it were weird in a perfectly Ozian way! But others were gorgeous! Two scenes that got me were the ~Mysterious Stranger~ and Elphaba's mom and then Dancing Through Life esp. with the library. IYKYK.

Speaking of the library, I also liked the architecture.

It didn't feel too long to me? I was immersed the whole time, but that could just be me.

Idina Menzel and Kristin Chenowith have a cameo that is just beautiful.

There were several scenes that were shot where, if Elphie and Glinda kissed, I would have thought that was the natural progression of the scene BUT I also thought that Elphie had a spark with Fiyero which is good because 1. I'm an "Elphie has two hands" truther and 2. because if Elphie and Fiyero had no spark, that would be a problem in part 2. 🤣

(Like, they didn't fall in love which I wasn't expecting, but there was a spark. When they first meet, and she's going through her "yes, I know I'm green" checklist, "no, I didn't eat grass as a kid" is one of the things, and he's just like, "...I ate grass as a kid." Perfect. 10/10 no notes.)

I want to hold off my thoughts on Nessarose until part 2 and I see how they handle her, but there were several scenes were I thought, "you know, if she decided to go evil because people keep disrespecting her autonomy, I'd understand. I wish she'd focus on the people who were being disrespectful instead of being a despot, but like... I get it."

STOP GRABBING HER WHEELCHAIR.

I loved how they really put thought into how a goat would teach, with various foot pedals to operate his teaching equipment.

My Mom got actually sad about the lion cub. :(

Fiyero brought some "Chris Pines in Into the Woods" sluttiness. 10/10 no notes.

We need more Chris Pines in Into the Woods sluttiness.

The costuming in general made me Very Happy. I want the Shiz uniform, honestly.

Maybe I'll watch it again later and have Other Thoughts / more objective thoughts, but my first thought coming out of the theater was, "damn, this fucks."

I liked it a lot.

#wicked #wicked the movie #wicked 2024

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rosenclaws · 3 months ago

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Hi!!! I love your writing so much <3<3

I was wondering if you had any thoughts about taking Leopold's virginity? Because I saw you mention that you think he might be a virgin :))

HI YES I HAVE MANY THOUGHTS!!

This is with an afab!reader who is not a virgin in mind but no pronouns are used.

warnings: MINORS DNI!! oral (m and f receiving), soft sex, leo being a bit of a switch/sub

Leopold’s first time headcanons

Okay so Leo is a virgin but because he’s a prude or because there isn’t anyone who wants to sleep with him. I mean damn the first scene of the movie is girls basically fawning over him lol. I think he views sexual intimacy as something that needs to be cherished.

It should be something romantic. A true, deep connection between two people who have given their hearts to each other and Leo has never felt that way until you.

When it comes to Leo’s first time I think there's a lot of lead up. Like a nice dinner and a bath together maybeee. Candles, I mean the whole thing.

Its slow and sweet and a little awkward but the kind of awkward that makes the two of you laugh in each others arms.

You 100% suck him off to start. I mean he’s gorgeous, so pretty and handsome that he deserves to get his dick sucked u know what I’m saying.

He doesn’t know what to do with his hands at all. Like he doesn’t know if he should touch you, touch himself. They keep moving. First they’re gripping the sheets, then they’re above his head clenching into fists, and finally you guide his hands to the sides of your head. Winking as you pick up your pace.

He also is a little loud. He tries at first to suppress his noises but he can't help it. His moans are heavenly. So desperate. He whimpers too btw. Like 100% that is a man who whimpers.

He doesn’t last long. Look Leopold is no stranger to. Getting himself off but this is unlike anything he’s ever felt before. So warm and wet and your hands are on his thighs and its a sensory overload that he can’t help but come hard in your mouth.

Even though it's his first time he really really wants to go down on you. He wants to make you feel good so badly. To make you moan because of him.

He's a little hesitant at first, not sure what to do but after some coaxing he dives right in. At first you think he's a dirty fucking liar about never doing this before because holy shit he is filthy without even trying.

Sloppy and wet and needy as hell as he buries his face in your cunt. He listens eagerly to all your instructions. What you like, what you don't like. He plans on studying you until he remembers every little thing that drives you insane.

HE LOVES TO BE CALLED A GOOD BOY!! I WILL DIE ON THIS HILL. He has a praise kink too. Loves to talk about how wonderful you are, how good you taste, how lucky he is. Oh my god call him a good boy and tug on his hair and he's a fucking goner.

"Such a good boy, so pretty."

He loves eating pussy btw. Like he's can't help himself and slowly humps the bed as he feels himself start to get hard again. He could live between your thighs.

Anyways when it comes to actually having sex you ride him for the first time. Wanting to give him nothing but pleasure. He watches with wide eyes as you sink down on his cock. He needs a second to just process it all. His arms wrapped around you, face buried in your chest as he slowly rolls his hips.

It's slow for the first time. You just riding him nice and slow as you whisper sweet things into his ear. He can't stop telling you how much he loves you. How happy he is. He can't get enough of you, especially when you moan his name. (He's def whimpering again)

After a little bit he'd switch positions to be on top. Missionary but he's got one leg hooked on his shoulder. His hips move slow but get harder with every thrust. Your nails dig into his back with every thrust and it turns him on a little more.

He's kissing every bit of skin he can while he's making love. He loves your neck. The whole experience is just overwhelming to him. It's amazing and wonderful but overwhelming. Every one of his senses are being overloaded with you and he can't get enough.

He makes sure you finish before he does of course. Asking you in a desperate tone what you need and how he can do it for you. Begging you to finish because he's going to explode soon.

"Please, please my love. Tell me what to do. Need to feel you."

When he finishes he (reluctantly) comes on your stomach, rolling over onto his back for a minute. He needs to catch his breath, a smile on his face that won't go away. He just feels completely blissed out.

When you try to move he stops you, wanting you to stay comfortable as he goes to get a towel to clean you up. Kissing every inch of you as he does so. Thanking you for this and telling you how much he loves you. He just can't help himself.

He falls asleep pretty quickly after. Holding you close in his arms as the exhaustion takes over.

It's a pretty soft and sweet first time, fueled by love. Leopold is gentle and kind and I think this is the perfect time to for him to show that in a more intimate setting.

Anyways I am obsessed with Leopold he deserves the world okay ty!!!

#leopold mountbatten x reader #hugh jackman x reader #kate and leopold #leopold mountbatten #leopold mountbatten smut

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summary: a 2am confession between you and your childhood best friend, gojo satoru

a.n.: cursing, a slightly steamy/suggestive kiss scene, little angsty but mostly fluff. This idea randomly popped into my head last night so I hope you enjoy :)

“Do you think we’ll work out?” he asked softly, tentatively. Completely uncharacteristic for the confident, forthright person people knew Satoru Gojo to be.

Your best friend had always been larger than life, so focused on becoming the incredibly powerful sorcerer he is today that he never nurtured any of the lingering hope you kept around that he’d return your feelings. But Gojo was your sun, your moon, your stars - you were content to share the same sky as him.

But something was changing between the two of you. You saw it in the goodbye hugs that started to last a second longer than they should’ve. You noticed it in sharpness of his eyes anytime anyone else so much as looked in your direction. Felt it in the softness of a smile he only showed to you.

Tonight, that small spark of hope you’d been keeping alight was growing dangerously. You tried your best to smother it, telling yourself you’d been friends for years and he never saw you that way, so why would that suddenly change?

But do people who are just friends slip out at 2am to go stargazing at the top of a hill? Do they lay beside each other on an old blanket, close enough to feel the heat of each other’s skin, but barely far enough that they aren’t touching?

Do they look at each other the way he’s looking at you, like you’re the real wonder to be beheld when just above you, the moon and stars are shining brilliantly?

“We always have. Why would that change?” you replied, turning your head back up to the constellations. Your heartbeat was sickening in your own ears, amplified by the silence left untouched as neither of you spoke.

The blanket shuffled as he sat up, his face barely out of your periphery. You copied his movements, propping yourself up on your elbows as you struggled to understand the look on his face.

“Because I’m in love with you. I’m tired of being friends,” he said calmly, though you the way his hands fisted betrayed his uncertainty.

You froze for a second, wondering if this entire night had been a dream. Gojo Satoru, your best friend and unrequited love for years, liked you - no, loved you? You had to be dreaming.

A poke against your cheek broke you away from your thoughts.

“Please say something, or I’m gonna freak out,” your best friend said, looking more flustered than you’d ever seen him. His porcelain skin was dusted with pink, his gorgeous eyes frantically searching yours.

You burst into laughter. The kind that had you gasping for air and wiping tears away.

“What the hell is so funny?” he asked, and your laughter continued to bubble out of you at the adorable furrow between his brows.

You sat up to face him, wiping away a tear as your laughter died off.

“Sorry, it’s just hard for me to believe this is happening right now. Especially because I’ve been desperately in love with you since we were kids,” you admitted, indulging yourself in the way his lips parted in shock, the way he looked at you like he was seeing you for the first time.

“You…you’ve been in love with me this whole time?” he said, so quietly it hurt your heart.

“Yup. Pretty much everyone knew too, I thought it was common knowledge?” you joked, leaning your head against your knee as you watched Gojo go through the 8 stages of grief.

“The hell it wasn’t. Why hasn’t anyone said anything to me? Why haven’t you ever said anything to me?” he said, pupils wide as he searched your face.

You leaned back down, crossing your arms behind your head.

“We all assumed you would’ve made a move ages ago if you liked me back. I was content to just be in your life at all - plus, no offense, but I’m like the only solid friend you have in your life. I promised you I always would be, I couldn’t let my own feelings change that.” you said, feeling the weight fly off your chest as you finally told him.

You felt a whoosh of cool air as Gojo leaned down beside you once more, mirroring your position as you laid on your back and looked up at the sky.

“I…I’m sorry, I’m a fucking idiot,” he said. You let out a laugh in disbelief.

“You really didn’t know, not even the thought crossed your mind?”

“Nope,” he replied, almost sounding anguished.

You turned to your side, propping up your head with the heel of your palm.

“What changed?” you asked genuinely, feeling your nerves traverse throughout your entire body as he mirrored your position, your faces barely a few inches apart.

“I realized it when we had to be apart for a while because of that mission. I was miserable, because I was accustomed to seeing your smile everyday. Hearing the random overdetailed recounting of your day. Your laughter. Fuck, I was even searching perfume stores to see if any of them came close to the way you smell,” he admitted, eliciting a furious blush from your cheeks.

You reached up to brush some of the hair out of his eyes, admiring how his pearlescent locks seemed to glow under the moonlight.

“You have it that bad, huh?” you teased, watching his face relax ever so slightly as he rolled his eyes.

It was so fast you barely registered what happened, the way Gojo flipped you on top of him so you had no choice but to lay flush against him. You were stunned to silence as he wrapped his arms around your waist, catching you off guard with that brilliant, victorious smile of his.

“Oh, I absolutely do. But look who’s talking eh? You are sooo into me,” he said, smiling happily to himself.

You buried your face into his chest to hide both your embarrassment and your painfully-wide smile.

“Okay, okay, I am,” you admitted, feeling simultaneously shy and elated as Gojo tugged you even closer to him, burying his face in your hair.

“So, what now?” you asked.

You gasped as Gojo flipped you once more so you were pinned under him.

“Hm, well if I’m in love with you, and you’re in love with me, I think we should kiss,” he said, his smile evident in his words. You’d been around him long enough to hear the tease in his voice, and you knew he was messing with you.

“Just kidding. We can take it sl-”

His words came to a halt as you lifted up to press your lips against his ever so slightly, pulling back to rest your forehead against his.

“I’ve been in love with you since we were kids. Fuck taking it slow, kiss me right now,” you all but demanded. You admired his grin for a split second before his lips were moving against yours, full and soft and sweet.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear you say that,” he said breathlessly.

“Not longer than me,” you said between kisses.

His deep laugh resonated throughout your body, distracting you from the way his slender fingers were digging into your hips.

“You’re right. Let me make it up to you,” he said, pulling back long enough for you to look at him. His eyes were dark with desire, contrasting the flush that somehow made him look hotter.

He sat up, and his absence left you feeling chilled. It didn’t last long though, because he grabbed your hips once more and lifted you on top of him so you were straddled in his lap.

You smiled coyly as he positioned your arms around his neck, tugging you flush against him as he grinned at you proudly.

“You really like throwing me around huh?” you teased, though it came out more soft and gaspy than you intended as he began trailing kisses along your jaw.

“You have no idea,” he said, and you felt him smile against your skin as you tipped your head back to give him more access.

“Forget about sleeping tonight.”

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solaireverie · 10 months ago

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cl16 | lost in a film scene

summary: [ charles leclerc x f!actress!reader — social media au ]

sometimes fantasy becomes real life. up-and-coming actress y/n l/n never thought she'd find love when shooting her newest movie, which incidentally involves formula 1, but charles leclerc is determined to sweep her off her feet.

— requested

faceclaim: simone ashley

author’s note: hi there!!! thanks so much for requesting ♡ idk how movies work so suspend your disbelief please lol. i hope that you enjoy this!!

[ masterlist / guidelines ]

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hollywoodupdates Universal Pictures has announced that yourusername will be playing Lila Gallagher, one of the main characters of a highly anticipated motorsports film that will be released next year.

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user ugh i hope they actually represent f1 properly...

↪ user i heard that some of the drivers are involved so it should be okay!! 🤞

user y/n is gorgeous as usual 😍 can't wait to see her slay this role

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yourusername monaco grand prix with slipstreammovie 🏎 ❤️🤍 glad to be back in the paddock again

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user what's charles doing in the likes 👀

↪ user he was the one who invited her lmaooo

↪ user wait fr???

↪ user yep 😂 and he still had the audacity to play coy the entire time and act surprised when he saw y/n in the ferrari garage

user i really appreciate how y/n and the rest of the slipstream are genuinely trying to learn more about f1 and motorsport, can't wait for the movie! 🙌

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user everyone say thank you to y/n for serving everywhere she goes

charles_leclerc enchanté 😉

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↪ danielricciardo that's my line???

↪ user scratch that what's charles doing in the comments 🤨

charles_leclerc has added to their story

yourusername has added to their story

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yourusername and that's a wrap on slipstreammovie 🎬 i'm so excited for you to see the results of our blood, sweat, and tears — in theatres march 2024 🏎💨

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charles_leclerc 👏👏👏

↪ yourusername 💗

↪ user oh my god???

user can't wait 😍

jacobelordi how was karting? 😂

↪ yourusername fantastic, thanks for asking 😌

↪ charles_leclerc if you call shunting it into the walls three times in your first lap fantastic, then yes it was

↪ yourusername french gp 2022...

↪ charles_leclerc okay fine! i never said anything 🥲

↪ user i don't know what's the best part of this conversation 😂 jacob indirectly confirming that karting wasn't a slipstream cast event, which means that y/n went separately with charles, charles teasing y/n, y/n becoming a f1 nerd, or y/n being an absolute savage

user hoping she's actually dating charles omggg

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hollywoodupdates yourusername has arrived on the red carpet for the slipstreammovie premiere! It seems that she's also brought a guest in charles_leclerc, who has been rumoured to be dating the actress since they met at the 2023 Australian Grand Prix. Could this be the confirmation we've all been waiting for?

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user i mean y/n just called charles her partner while talking to an interviewer so i guess it's true 🤯

↪ user she did?

↪ user yeah! i think the quote was "i'm really happy to have my partner with me today, especially since he helped me so much with finding the nuance in my role"

↪ user the racers who are also in love 🥹 idc that y/n is only a driver in the movie she'll always be a 2-time world champion in my heart

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charles_leclerc beyond proud of you, mon amour ❤️ you'll always be p1 in my heart

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yourusername what if i'd rather be on pole position? 😏

↪ charles_leclerc there are children on instagram, y/n

↪ charles_leclerc but anything for you 😉

user I CALLED IT 🫡

user they're such a gorgeous couple 😵‍💫

user love how they're obsessed with each other... me core fr

user when's it gonna be my turn huh @ god 😒

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#solwriting #f1 x reader #formula 1 x reader #formula one x reader #formula 1 #f1 #f1 fanfic #formula 1 fanfic #formula 1 x you #f1 social media au #f1 imagine #f1 smau #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc smau

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storiesforallfandoms · 4 months ago

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an out there request ~ matthew lillard & skeet ulrich

word count: 4740

request?: yes!

“hi hi hiiiiii, i wanted to start this off with saying am in love with you. like your writing? perfection. the fact you do this for all of us? so gorgeous. this one is weird? kinda, maybe. skeet ulrich x matthew lillard x reader, current time. you go to that convention where you talk and meet them, and you got the thing where you can go back and get a picture with them. you ask them (as respectfully as possible lol) if the pose you guys can do is eiffel tower (your head in one of their crotches and your ass in the others crotch). they’re like shocked and stuff (idk why but i see the reader pulling out their id and being like trust me, i’m of age). banter and them agreeing to it, then when you leave you notice something in your pocket, like a note or something saying one of their room number and smut ensues. thank you”

description: after she makes a lucrative pose suggestion for a picture, she doesn’t expect for that pose to become a reality

pairing: matthew lillard x female!reader x skeet ulrich

warnings: rpf, swearing, smut (threesome, fingering, oral f & m receiving, praise, p in v (protected), multiple orgasms)

masterlist (one, two, three)

I grinded my teeth as the person ahead of me went in for their photo ops. I should’ve been excited. I was meeting two of my heroes. I had spent so much money on the passes, on the hotel and travel. I had waited ages for this day. I should’ve been beyond excited for this moment.

Except I had to ruin it with a stupid bet with my friends that would decide what pose I did for the picture.

A bet which I then lost.

I looked over to where they were waiting for me. They were snickering to themselves. I wanted to glare at them, but my nerves and mortification were the only emotions I could muster.

“Next.”

They waved at me, still giggling to themselves, as I walked in.

My other emotions were immediately replaced with shock when I saw Skeet and Matthew. It was almost like I was only just realizing they were real people. They were laughing when I walked in, and it really did sound like the most beautiful sound. When they saw me, they smiled and I could’ve melted into a puddle right there.

“Hey!” Matthew said first, opening his arms to hug me. I happily walked into his welcoming embrace and immediately thought, He’s just as good of a hugger as the videos make him seem.

Skeet greeted me with a hug as well. I hoped they couldn’t feel how much I was shaking, but I realized they had probably seen that multiple times already.

“Nice to meet you,” Matthew said after I pulled away from Skeet’s hug.

“I feel like I’m dreaming,” I admitted. “You guys have probably been hearing that all day.”

“Doesn’t make it any less meaningful to hear,” Skeet said.

“Let’s pose, guys, we have a line up,” the photographer said. He sounded bored, like he was tired of having this same scene play out over and over all day.

The mention of the photo made my body tense as I remembered what pose I was meant to do. I felt my mouth dry up as I was meant to explain to my two idols what I wanted to do for our pose. They were probably going to kick me out without taking the photo. I’d probably be banned from all celebrity meet and greets for life (even though that made no sense).

They were both looking at me. I had to swallow my fear quickly and just get through this.

“Okay, so...here’s the thing.” I took a deep breath and said, “Ineedtodotheeiffeltowerpose.”

Both smiles turned to confusion.

Just say it, get it over with.

“I made a stupid bet with my friends, and I lost, so they made the decision on what pose for me to do here.” I had to force the words out, “Eiffel Tower.”

Matthew and Skeet looked at each other. My heart had started to pound so hard that my vision was blurring. I quickly fumbled for my wallet and pulled out my ID. “I’m over 18, I swear. It’s just from a bet. I tried to say no, but my friends wouldn’t let me off the hook. They said they need to see the proof too...”

I trailed off as I realized I was rambling. My face was on fire with embarrassment. I just wanted to disappear, or cease to exist. I’d never forgive my friends for ruining something so important for me. My first time meeting two people who were so important to me, and they were going to think I was a sex pest or something.

“Okay.”

I blinked. “What?”

Skeet shrugged. “A bet is a bet. I’m fine with it. How about you, Matt?”

Matthew nodded. “Let’s do it. It’ll be the most creative pose I think we’ve ever done.”

I couldn’t believe they agreed. I thought it was some kind of joke. It wasn’t until they moved to either side of me, and Skeet asked, “Which of us is where?” that I realized they were seriously doing this; I was seriously doing this.

I turned to face Matthew, with Skeet behind me. Matthew held my arms as I leaned forward, not enough for my head to fully be in his crotch but enough for the sake of the pose. Skeet put his hands on my hips, keeping a respectable distance from me as well.

“Smile,” the camera guy said.

I smiled through the burning feeling of embarrassment in my face. At the same time, I couldn’t lie and say this wasn’t a turn on. I had definitely read Stu and Billy fanfiction that included this pose, so my mind was wandering to dangerous places.

The camera flashed a few times, and then it was over. I pulled away from them very quickly, trying not to be as awkward as I felt. Matthew and Skeet hugged me again, and I thanked them for going on with my crazy request.

My friends were waiting with smirks on their faces as I walked through the exit.

“How’d it go?” one asked. “Did you do it?”

“I did,” I responded, trying to sound more confident than I felt. “I think I have to wait for the physical copies, but I can prove I did it.”

We went to the part of the photo op where the pictures are done off. My friends asked me about the experience and I relayed the entire moment to them. I thought they’d be skeptical of what I was saying, but they hung on every word I said and were just as excited as I had been during the interaction. One of them made a joke that I must’ve made Skeet hard by “shoving my ass in his crotch”, but I told her that was inappropriate and there was no way it had happened.

The photo person called my name and passed me an envelope. I pulled out the print of my photos and my friends flocked to see it. They gasped and giggled as if we were teenagers still. I couldn’t help but blush at the picture, though. I originally thought this was going to ruin my one chance at meeting my idols, but in the end it seemed like it was going to be a funny story. I may actually even frame the photo for the memory.

My friends started walking towards a booth they had wanted to visit. I trailed behind them, putting the photos back into the envelope. That’s when I felt something on the back. When I flipped the picture over, I found a Post-It note. The note read, “If you feel comfortable, meet us in our hotel room tonight”, along with an address.

My face was burning again. There was no way this was real. This could not be the actual address for the actual hotel where actual Matthew Lillard and Skeet Ulrich were staying. There was also no way that actual Matthew Lillard and Skeet Ulrich were suggesting what I think they were suggesting.

I put the picture back in the envelope and pocketed the note as I went to catch up with my friends. I could feel the weight of it in my pocket, but I kept trying to forget about it. It couldn’t be real, and if I went to the hotel I’d probably find some weirdo instead of the two men I’d expect - or hope. It’d be a bad idea to go to that address.

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Well, the address was a hotel at least.

I knew I was crazy for showing up here. Anything could happen to me. Anything bad. I hadn’t told my friends about the note because I knew what their responses would be, so they didn’t know I was here. It was a stupid decision all around, but the curiosity was getting the better of me.

My heart was pounding as I took the elevator up to the floor I was directed to go to. It was making my vision blurry to a point where I almost couldn’t read the numbers on the doors. I was having deja vu to meeting Skeet and Matthew earlier. I lifted my hand to knock and paused only briefly to question whether or not this was a good idea. I knew the answer was no, but there was no going back now.

When the hotel door opened, I almost passed out.

Stood there was none other than Skeet Ulrich.

He was grinning at me in a sexy way. “We were wondering if you were actually going to come.”

“Well, you can’t blame a girl for being cautious.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, I figured. I told Matt the note was a little ominous, but we couldn’t exactly say anything in front of the camera guy. That’s not something we want to get out to the public.”

That just raised more questions, but I didn’t want to take up too much time just talking in the hallway. Skeet stepped aside to let me in. I was very aware of how close he was as I passed him, but I tried not to think too much about it.

I was expected a huge hotel suite since they were two big actors and all, but was pleasantly surprised to see that it was just a two bedroom, one bathroom hotel room with a small balcony. Matthew was laid back on one of the beds, watching TV. He looked up when he heard me walk in and smiled as if he was seeing an old friend. “Hey! You’re finally here!”

The reality of the situation was setting in. I was starting to feel a little lightheaded. They both must’ve noticed, or they knew how overwhelming this was going to be in general, because Skeet took my hand and guided me to the bed Matthew was sat on. Matthew sat up to put a comforting hand between my shoulder blades.

“This is a lot, we know,” he said. “You can ask whatever questions you need to ask.”

“Do I have to sign an NDA?”

I cringed at myself while Matthew and Skeet seemed amused. It definitely was not my biggest question, but it was the first one that slipped out through my filter.

“We didn’t tell either of our agents that we were doing this,” Skeet said. “So no NDAs are drafted. Is that a bad idea? Very much so, yes. But I also know our agents definitely would not want us to be doing this in general, so they’d probably try to talk us out of it instead of writing up any sort of NDA.”

“So...you’ve never done this before?”

“Not with a fan,” Skeet responded. “We have had threesomes before, but usually with girlfriends.”

“One time with a co-star,” Matthew added. “Not as awkward as most people make sleeping with a co-worker seem.”

Part of me wanted to ask which co-star, but that really wasn’t the most important thing right now. The most important question to me was, “Why me?”

The two of them shared a look. I couldn’t read what their expressions were saying, but there was definitely some shared thought process passing between them.

“Like I said, we’ve never done this with a fan before,” Skeet started. “Obviously there’s all sorts of power imbalance issues with that, and we don’t want anyone to think we’re using our star status to have sex. Because we’re not, and we don’t want that.”

“But there was something about you that made us go against that,” Matthew added.

I felt my face heating up again as I asked, “Was it the pose?”

Both men barked a laugh at the same time. I couldn’t help but smile as well. Despite the nervousness I was feeling, they were making me feel somewhat calm as well. Outside of the cameras and the long line of fans and the convention photo op, they felt like real people. Just two guys who were friends, who were asking a girl they just met for a threesome.

Okay, the nerves were back now.

“The pose definitely helped,” Matthew said. “But you are also very attractive, and you were very kind. It was hard not to think about making this proposition after you had left.”

This is a dream. I’m dreaming. I actually fainted before the photo op and now I’m dreaming.

Skeet sat down on the bed next to me. “This is all your choice. Please do not say yes just because we’re famous. If you’re uncomfortable at all, we’ll let you go. Trust us, we get that this is probably a lot to handle. Like I said, we’re not about to use our celebrity status just to get sex if you don’t want it.”

I could tell they were being sincere. I actually did have an out if I wanted one. And that was definitely comforting because I was still feeling very conflicted. None of this felt real, and I was almost inclined to turn it down just due to that fact.

But also, I had been crushing on these two actors since the first time I watched the original Scream. I had read so much fanfiction about their characters, stuff that involved situations like this. I’d been fawning over them for years. How stupid would I be if I let this opportunity pass by, even if I wasn’t able to tell anyone? Hell, I probably wouldn’t tell anyone anyways. This would be my little secret; something just for me.

Finally, I found my voice to tell them, “I want to.”

Skeet and Matthew shared a look. They had similar smirks on their faces, and I couldn’t help but wonder what I had gotten myself into.

“If you want to stop at any point you have to tell us,” Skeet said to me. “Promise us that.”

I nodded, but Skeet shook his head. “No, we have to hear you say it.”

“I-I promise I’ll tell you i-if I want to stop.”

Matthew’s voice was closer to my ear than I anticipated as he said, “Good girl.”

The combination of his words and his hot breath against my skin caused my to clench my thighs together. A whimper slipped from my lips as I felt him start to kiss against my neck. I lulled my head to the side, giving him full access to whatever he wanted, and closed my eyes to let myself get lost in the pleasure.

It didn’t take very long for me to forget the entire situation at hand. A fog of lust had washed over me enough to finally let my nerves subside. So, I wasn’t thinking much about who owned the set of hands that was unbuttoning my jeans, but rather how much I wanted them off and to feel those hands against me.

Someone - I’m assuming Skeet as I could feel Matthew’s hands against my waist - pulled my pants down my legs. Once they were gone, Matthew wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me into his lap. I gasped as I felt the already hard bulge in his pants against my back. He continued to kiss over my neck as one of his hands slipped under my shirt, teasing the underside of my bra, while the other made its way between my legs. My head lulled back against Matthew’s shoulder as his fingers lightly skimmed over my already damp panties.

“Already so wet,” he commented. “Just for us?”

“J-Just for you,” I moaned. I’d probably be embarrassed by how needy I was if I wasn’t so turned on.

His fingers traced over the waistband of my panties before he slipped his hand underneath them. He rubbed agonizingly slow circles on my clit while his lips still went to work on my neck. He sucked and nipped at the sensitive skin, undoubtably leaving marks I wouldn’t be able to explain. I arched my back, pushing myself further into him and his fingers further against me.

Matthew chuckled. “I think she’s eager.”

“Should give her what she wants, Matt,” Skeet said. I had almost forgotten he was there.

“Is that what you want, pretty girl?” Matthew asked me. “Do you want my fingers?”

“Yes,” I breathed. “Y-Yes, please.”

“How do I say no when you’re using your manners?”

He started with just one finger, slowly pushing into me. I let out a loud moan, but quickly covered my mouth with my hand as I remembered where we were.

Skeet chuckled this time, before saying, “Be as loud as you want. There’s no one else around us. We’ll give the staff a good tip just in case there’s any noise complaints, though.”

They didn’t really give me much choice on my volume, as Matthew added another finger after stretching me out with the first, and started thrusting them in and out of me at a quick pace. The sinful sounds of squishing mixed with whatever was tumbling out of my mouth filled the room. The heel of Matthew’s hand worked against my clit, edging me closer and closer to the edge.

I opened my eyes just for a moment, and saw that Skeet was now stood in front of us. He was watching Matthew make me come undone, and I noticed he had one hand against his crotch, palming himself through his jeans. I had never thought much about threesomes before, mainly because I hadn’t ever felt confident enough to bring a third person in to the bedroom in any of my relationships. But there was something extremely hot about watching Skeet get turned on by watching Matthew and I. It turned me on more to realize I’d be getting my time with him too.

My first orgasm hit me with little warning. One second I felt it creeping up, and the next the wave of pleasure was crashing down on me. My body trembled as I leaned against Matthew for support. He slowed his fingers, letting me ride through my high. When he slipped them out of me, I whimpered from the loss of contact.

I lazily turned my head to watch Matthew bring his fingers to his lips. He slipped them into his mouth, sucking off my remaining juices.

“She tastes so good, Skeet,” he said. “You should taste her.”

I thought for a second that Skeet was going to put Matthew’s fingers in his mouth, which would’ve been extremely hot. Instead, he got to his knees on the foot of the bed where Matthew and I were sitting. Matthew let me go so that Skeet could pull me to the edge of the bed. He pulled my soaked panties off and discarded them somewhere in the room. I could feel his warm breath against my still sensitive core, sending a shiver through my body. He leaned in and licked a long, slow stripe from my hole to my clit. My body jolted at the contact, still recovering from my first orgasm.

“She does taste good,” Skeet said.

I felt Matthew’s hands on the hem of my shirt. I lifted my arms over my head to let him pull it off me. With little effort, Matthew unclipped my bra as well, and it fell to my lap. I was officially completely bare to the two of them.

Matthew stood from the bed as Skeet started kissing over my thighs. First my inner right thigh, then the left, moving slowly up to my mound, to my stomach. He took his time leaving a trail of kisses up my stomach and to my breasts. He took one of my nipples in his mouth, running his tongue over the sensitive nub, while my other nipple was pinched between his fingers. I was moaning again, my body reacting by somehow becoming even wetter between my thighs. There was still a dull ache from my first orgasm, but it was quickly going away.

I heard the rustling of clothes and opened my eyes to see Matthew undressing himself. He was unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it on the floor, and his hands had just moved to discard his own pants when he caught me looking. A sly smirk crossed his face as he winked at me. At the same time, Skeet nipped at the skin of my breast, making me yelp.

When Matthew was left in nothing but his boxers, he said, “Seems you’re the only one left completely dressed, man.”

Skeet pulled away from me. He took a moment to look over my completely naked form before looking at Matthew. “Sorry, I was enjoying myself too much.”

As Skeet started undressing himself, Matthew extended a hand to me. “Are you able to move? Or should we just take you like that?”

“How do you want me?” I asked. I was surprised with how steady and strong my voice sounded given how the two of them had somehow already managed to ruin me.

“The Eiffel Tower seems fitting.”

I couldn’t help but laugh a little. I took Matthew’s hand and he helped me get up and to my knees. Skeet had stripped down, leaving him completely naked, while Matthew was still in his boxers. “Looks like you’re the last one clothed now, Matt.”

When Matthew took his boxers off, I couldn’t help but stare at him and Skeet for a while. They were definitely both packing, which was a little intimidating. Not like I hadn’t been with well endowed men before, but still.

“Should we take our positions from the photo?” Skeet asked Matthew. “You take the front, I’ll take the back?”

“Sounds good to me.” Matthew, who was already stood near my face, reached down to cup my chin. “Are you okay with that?”

I nodded. I was glad when they didn’t try and make me verbally respond again because I was sure I had officially lost my ability to speak.

Matthew held the base of his dick, pumping it slightly, as he moved closer to me. He waited until I pulled him closer and opened my mouth to take him in, not trying to rush me or shove himself down my throat. He let me take my time, filling my mouth with as much of him as I could. I placed my tongue along the underside of his cock as I slowly slid him into my mouth. He threw his head back and let out a moan. I got as far as I could go without gagging and stayed there just long enough to adjust to having his size in my mouth. One of his hands made its way into my hair, tangling the strands around his fingers, but he didn’t start moving my head. He kept me there, letting me set the pace.

I started bobbing my head up and down, slipping him most the ways out of my mouth before sliding him all the way back in. I did it at a slow, almost teasing pace. Matthew’s hand twitched against my head, like he was restraining himself from making me go at a pace that he actually wanted. I looked up at him through my eyelashes. His head was tilted down to look at me again, but his eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly ajar in pleasure.

Skeet was watching us, fisting his own dick at the sight. I had gotten so caught up in watching Matthew as I pleasured him that I didn’t notice Skeet moving to the bed until it dipped behind me. I gasped as I felt the hot head of his cock dragging through my folds. When it nudged against my entrance, just an inch pushed inside of me, I couldn’t stop myself from moving back against him and taking the rest of him in.

“Eager girl,” he said with a chuckle. “Don’t forget about Matt.”

“I don’t mind watching her be eager for your cock,” Matthew said.

I took Matthew back in my mouth as Skeet slowly started to thrust into me. I tried to keep a steady pace with my head, but I soon found myself more focused on the pleasure from Skeet’s cock dragging against my walls than the pleasure I was supposed to be giving Matthew. I was moaning around him, which in turn was making him moan. He used my hair to guide my mouth up and down his shaft so that I didn’t have to concentrate on doing it myself.

Eventually, Skeet start to thrust a bit more rough into me so that I was moving against Matthew with each thrust. Both men were moaning and grunting in time, the noises sounding like music. My brain had been completely taken over by the lustful fog and I couldn’t think about anything but the feeling of being full with both of their cocks. Matthew’s hand tightened in my hair and I felt his cock twitching in my mouth, signaling that he was getting close.

As if also sensing Matthew’s closeness, or maybe he was also getting close himself, Skeet reached around to find my clit. He started rubbing harsh, quick circles into my sensitive nub. My arms were starting to tremble from the effort of keeping myself up, while the rest of my body was trembling with pleasure. My second orgasm was coming on and I knew it was going to hit just as hard as the first one did. I was about to take Matthew’s cock out of my mouth to tell them both I was going to cum, but Skeet began to thrust rougher into me, sending me over the edge quicker than anticipated. I cried out, mostly muffled by Matthew’s dick. Skeet thrust into me one more time, shoving me forward so that Matthew was down my throat. I felt Skeet pulsing inside of me and he let out a loud groan, meaning he had came as well. Matthew was the last of us, shooting his load down my throat seconds after Skeet had cum inside of me.

Matthew pulled out first and I swallowed him down. I lowered my front half onto the bed, finally allowing my arms some rest. Skeet took a second to ride out his own high before pulling himself out of me and letting me completely collapse on the bed. I lazily turned my head to watch as he pulled something off of his dick, and then realized it had been a condom. I hadn’t even noticed him put one on, or the feeling of a condom while we were fucking, but that made sense for him to protect himself, and me.

Matthew had gone to the hotel bathroom and came back with wash cloths for all three of us. I slowly rolled onto my back and took one from him.

“I should’ve asked before finishing in your mouth,” he said. “Sorry about that.”

I waved away his comment. “Don’t worry. You wouldn’t be the first one to cum down my throat unexpectedly, although this was definitely the better of the other times it’s happened.”

Matthew chuckled. “I can only imagine. I don’t think I want to hear those horror stories.”

“You definitely don’t want to.”

After cleaning myself up, I slowly brought myself to a sitting position. I looked around the room to see if I could find my discarded clothing, but found that all of our stuff had basically been thrown around together.

“You don’t have to get up yet,” Skeet said. “You’re more than welcome to stay for a while.”

“You guys don’t wanna kick me out right away?” I asked.

Skeet shook his head. “This isn’t that kind of situation. You can stay overnight if you want to, and then you can go again in the morning.”

“I kind of want room service,” Matthew said. He had his boxers pulled back on and was looking at the room service menu. “Are you guys hungry? We could order a feast.”

I picked my shirt up off the floor and pulled it on just to have myself clothed. I sat on the bed across from Matthew and took the room service menu to look over. Skeet, also now in his boxers, sat in the bed next to me to look at the menu over my shoulder.

No one would ever believe what happened here, but that was fine by me. I was more than okay with this being my dirty little secret, with the only evidence being the hickies on my neck and the Post-It note that was still tucked away with my picture.

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fireboltposts · 19 days ago

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A/N : Picture credit goes to the owner.

• You and Chan had just moved in together at a luxurious apartment in Gangnam, which was one of the most posh neighbourhoods of Seoul. The day had been exhausting to say the least, with the constant bringing in of countless boxes by you, Chan and the men from the packers and movers company.

• You were relieved when the day was finally over and the last box was brought in and kept aside, ready to be unpacked and its contents to be placed in their right places within the next few days.

• You opened the large glass windows and breathed in the fresh air after you took a shower. Chan came and stood next to you, wearing a black tank top, his arms on display, which made you blush a bit but you hid it well.

• "Finally our own place huh ?", he said, pulling you into a side hug, his hands sliding around your waist.

• "Yes, this apartment is really gorgeous and look at the view. The night lights make it even more ethereal. Imagine the view from a flight that takes off at night",you say excitedly, clearly enamoured with your shared space and the glorious view it offered.

• But despite the beauty of the freshly painted apartment, what mattered most to you was who you shared the space with and there was no one else you'd rather share the place with than Chan, it was a personal escape from the world for the both of you to be with each other in peace.

• "Hey Y/N I have ordered some food for us, collect it yeah ?" and with that, he kissed your forehead one last time before hopping into the shower to get rid of the sweat and the ache in his limbs with the help of some hot water.

• You sat down on the bed and started scrolling through your phone, when you noticed something with the corner of your eye. From one of the boxes peeked out a tiny grey ear and you breathed a sigh of relief.

• Ahh my wolf Chan plushie, you thought , thank goodness, I thought I had forgotten it. Come here baby, you murmured before opening the box and taking out your favourite plushie. It was wolf Chan afterall.

• You hugged the plushie with a huge smile on your face, before hopping on the bed and cuddling with it under the blanket while scrolling through your phone. You made sure the plushie was under the blanket too as according to you it probably would feel cold too.

• Before long, the exhaustion of the day caught up to you and you were fast asleep, but still hugging Wolf Chan like you life depended on it.

• Chan, having finally done with his showering stepped out into the room, wiping water droplets from his dark brown hair with his white towel stopped in his tracks with his eyebrows raised at first but then softened, when he saw the scene in front of his eyes.

• You were asleep comfortably wrapped under the blanket and wait - you were cuddling with Wolf Chan ?

• He didn't even know you had a plushie, let alone a Wolf Chan one and neither had you told him. He felt a little shy yet bashful and he smiled at the sight, his dimples showing. She has a Wolf Chan plushie oh my goodness, why didn't she tell me ? Look at her, he thought, cuddling with no other than my character, MY CHARACTER. Ahhh my heart. The sight of you hugging his SKZoo made his heart swell. He quickly took a picture of you in that sleepy state. He was so going to look at that picture later a thousand times.

• He was so heart-eyed that he had completely forgotten that he had to wear a shirt, he got onto the bed and bent down to plant a soft kiss on your forehead.

• The bed dipped due to his weight, which somehow woke you up. You looked up, one eye open, to see Chan's face so close to yours.

• "Hey Channie, did the food arrive ? Sorry I fell asleep. I know you told me to collect it".

• "Shh there's still some to go until the food arrives I guess. But what's that ?", he smirked and you followed his gaze to see your Wolf Chan plushie, it's face peeking out from under the blanket.

• "Oh haha it's my uh ... plushie ? Your character I mean. I have had it for a few years now. Too adorable isn't it", you say as you booped the plushie's little black nose. "Maybe even more adorable than you Channie", you winked.

• "More adorable than me ? Wow Y/N I'm really hurt right now. You've got the real live version and yet all your love goes to Wolf Chan. Looks like I've got competition, that too a plushie huh. I've been demoted to second place now by a mere plushie. Looks like Wolf Chan is getting all of the cuddles tonight. Some lover you are", he said dramatically, pretending to be hurt.

• "Jealous of your own character dummy ?", you asked, poking his cheeks. "Jealous ? Who ? Me ? Nah I'm the real deal babe. I might not have a cute little wolf face, but at least I got dimples and they're cuter", he said, with a slight pout.

• "Ok ok I'm sold", you said as you put the Wolf Chan plushie on his bare chest, covering Chan and Wolf Chan with the blanket as you snuggled closer to his body, you head on his shoulder and your arms around his torso on which lay Wolf Chan, now you could feel the warmth of his chest. "I'll cuddle with both. Happy ?", you ask.

• "You're lucky I love you. I guess I'll share you with Wolf Chan ... for now at least".

A/N : Hope you liked this silly scenario. Do like, comment reblog and follow if you did. You can find the rest of my masterlist here.

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mrsparrasblog · 7 months ago

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I can treat you better than he can

Summary: You were hopeless in love with your Captain who pushed you away denying his own feelings for you, maybe this time he pushed you in the wrong hands.

Pairing: Keegan x Reader ( Callsign Sunshine)

Words: 2500 I think

A/N: This is a small chapter of my fic Nightmares become true solider(my first fic and the love of my life but its to long for Tumblr so I post stand alone chapters) The fic is written in an I perspective

TW: canon typical violence and swearing, sex, oral sex, fingering, spanking, cumplay, reader is a pervert, Keegan too, Price is an idiot, Reader is unhinged

Defeated, I walked over to the boys, leaving John alone by the bar. Well, he sure will join us later; why shouldn't he? "John doesn't want to join."

"Better for us, old man is always winning," Ghost said. Even in the bar, he wore a mask—not his hardshell mask he wore on missions, but a skull-faced balaclava—making him look like he was about to rob the place.

Confidently, I tried to challenge Ghost, saying that I could surely win a second time. "Maybe Kyle and I will win against you and Soap."

"Not possible."

We played some rounds of pool in which every single round Ghost and Soap won, surprising not only because of Ghost's skills. Soap was the best pool player I had ever seen; he was super focused, and every shot was a hit. After a while of sore losses, we decided to sit down in a booth. The bar was crowded with lots of soldiers and girls who wanted to find themselves a military guy. To be honest, I couldn't judge them. Military men were toxic but so damn attractive.

Even through the crowded space, we could see the Ghost Team sitting in a booth, still with their masks on, and drinking. They didn't seem disappointed in their loss. I saw a lot of similarities between them and us; anyone could easily see that they were more than just a unit—a family like us. Well, maybe like the four boys and me as a distant cousin taking up all the space at a family gathering.

"You sure don't want to drink, lass? Celebrate our win; we are officially the best team on base again."

"I don't want to drink today; we have training tomorrow, and I don't want to throw up on the mat."

"You sound like a mom," Kyle complained, and Ghost almost gagged when he heard this.

"Aye, look, Captain is flirting with a bonnie." As I heard this, I turned around, capturing the scene in front of me. John was sitting at the bar with a woman—worse, a pretty woman who looked like the complete opposite of me—and not just in a different hair type way—in a different figure, appearance, style, hair color, height way—everything about her was different. She looked so stunning; the boys, well, more like Kyle, repeated over and over again how gorgeous that woman was and how the captain normally doesn't pick up girls at the bar—but probably made an exception for her because that woman was stunning.

If I hadn't been so jealous, I probably would have had a panic attack right now. I observed the pair—how she touched his chest, giggling and whispering into his ears—and he looked happier than just happy, delighted, lucky, elated, cheerful, joyful, content, and ecstatic—and every word in this universe to describe his smile. He didn't look repulsed or anything at all. Right now, I feel incredibly stupid. For a blink of a second, I thought that maybe he would like me too. He held me, he comforted me, and God, we almost kissed—but maybe it was just my delusion feeding me with unrealistic dreams for the sake of my hopeless romantic heart. I definitely made him uncomfortable; he was surely disgusted and repulsed by me for how I behaved and how I looked because in no way in heaven did I look like her.

"Captain is a lucky bastard."

"Quiet, Kyle."

I didn't listen to the banter of the boys; the only thing worth my concentration was John and how he laughed with this beautiful woman, and how I desperately wished it was me instead of her. But life wasn't fair, and I was so freaking dumb for believing I had a chance. She sat down on John's lap. Would it be crazy to threaten her to leave him alone? She surely wasn't military-trained, and with her perfectly manicured nails, she would have trouble fighting me, but was it really her fault? She did nothing wrong, and I still wanted to gut that bitch out. Pardon me, I mean woman. As their lips touched each other after moments of anticipation, I almost lost it, but in fact, it strengthened my self-awareness, and finally, I knew all I thought happened between John and me was pure imagination.

I took Ghost's Terrible Bourbon out of his hand and chugged it down as if it were orange juice. Kyle and Soap looked at me as if I had just murdered their grandma, but Ghost had a knowing expression. How did that little shit notice my utterly cringe and embarrassing hopeless crush on the Captain?

"That Bourbon was expensive, Sergeant."

"I'll pay you back," I claimed—I won't—and he knew.

He almost whispered an act of kindness to him to not address it in front of Kyle and Soap, who wouldn't let me hear the end of this. "It will pass."

"What?"

"The feeling."

As I saw John and the pain of my existence making out like teenagers, I had finally enough. John had his fun, fine; I can also have much fun and forget that wixxer. Without responding to Ghost or entertaining Soap and Kyle's curious expressions and Kyle's question if I got my period, I left the table, walking straight to the table with the American mask boys. I will definitely regret this tomorrow, but tonight I don't care.

"Keegan, right? Come with me."

"Doll, do you really want to be a sore winner and rub your win under my nose?"

"I thought more of a consolation prize or how you say these things in English."

"Are you not a native English speaker?"

"And there I thought my accent was a dead giveaway."

"You're annoying, kid; did someone ever tell you this?"

"Ghost constantly."

"He is a dick."

"I'd second that."

"So tell me the real reason you're requesting my presence. Don't get me wrong, Doll. I won't mind, but I want to know why I have this luck."

"Nothing, just a girl in a bar speaking with a man in a bar."

"And there I thought, after you jumped into Price's arms today, you would be his partner."

"No."

"Liar."

"Did no one teach you how to flirt, Keegan?" I scoffed.

"Doll, I know how to sweep you off your tiny feet but tell me first, am I a rebounder?"

"Yes."

"Well, we can work with that," he grinned as he flicked his cigarette away, now completely focusing on me. "It must hurt seeing him like that at the bar."

"Like hell."

"Merrick was right. Price is an idiot and a goddamn fool. He's got a dime piece right here, and he's chasing after...that!?" He gestured over to that incredible woman.

"I wouldn't describe myself as a dime piece, Keegan."

Keegan leaned closer to me. His voice is now soft and low instead of his usual hoarse voice. "I would absolutely beg to differ. You're a goddess, and he's a complete moron if he doesn't realize that. Why do you even like this guy?"

I rolled my eyes at his hyperbel. "Well, isn't it obvious? He is tall, strong, and masculinely good-looking, but that is only his appearance. He is smart and funny; I would without a doubt rely my life on him." I noticed John's glance at me. Why? It's not like Keegan was the real enemy.

"I'd just like to point out that so am I, and I've got something he doesn't." Keegan laughed, and his laugh was magnetic. I would lie if I said he wasn't attractive, so would this be so wrong?

I'm single and young, so fuck off, John. "Tell me what you have and what he doesn't."

His expression turns to one of pure confidence and pride. "I've got class, doll. This 'captain' of yours is off there in this nasty bar, out with a random chick, eating her face at the bar for all to see. And I'm here, paying attention to you—only to you."

"Oh, so you're a high and mighty soldier with class and only pure intentions towards me?" I chuckled as I realized I was really bad at flirting, mostly because I only relied on my good looks. And here I am constantly insulting men I am interested in.

"Only the purest intentions towards you, and I got something else that he doesn't, doll."

"If you say big dick, I'm going to cringe."

He laughed, not even insulted by my comment. "As much as I'd love to, no. No, that wasn't what I was going to say. But I'm glad that's where your mind goes first."

"Well, then we are on the same page. But I think that's the problem with me. I think like a whore, and of course, he wouldn't like me. I'm just the type for fun, you know."

"Who told you that bullshit?"

"My ex."

"Bastard, come on, doll, let me show you a great time. Forget about that stupid captain of yours."

"Maybe I should."

He lowers his voice even further while his eyes meet mine, not afraid of eye contact. "I think he's intimidated by you. I mean, look at you. Smart, beautiful, and strong—you kicked all our arses today like we were toys, and Price knows that; he has no shot with you, and instead of taking a chance, he's hiding behind another girl."

His big hands started to caress my hair, tightly gripping it in an act of dominance. He wasn't afraid of showing me that he wanted me.

"Well, that other girl is hot."

"She might be hot, but she's also clearly not you. She's just someone he can control—someone who will do whatever he wants. Just a mere civilian girl with a boring life—but you're a different story. I already know how strong you can be and how much you like to do things your own way. And that's part of what makes you so irresistible—you're more than just a pretty face; you're a great soldier too."

Fuck it. I pulled him to my height, removing his mask enough so his full lips were finally free. He had a sharp jawline and stubbles that almost tickled against my skin as I finally planted my lips on his, desperate to kiss him and feel desired. He wasn't expecting my sudden kiss and his breath hitched for a moment, his hands tightening in my hair, keeping me so close. I could feel his lips curving into a slight smile, his eyes fluttering shut as his body froze, a low masculine groan escaping his mouth as he pressed his rock-hard body against mine. His hands started to roam over my body until they found my ass, squeezing it firmly and pulling me up in his arms to close even more distance.

John's POV

"Soldiers always had a different kind of appeal to me." If she tells me one more time how she fetishizes soldiers and how she always dreamt of marrying one and being a stay-at-home mom while her husband would be on dangerous deployments, I'd gladly off myself. It wasn't wrong to want to be a stay-at-home mom; John's mom was one too, and she did way more than his old man gave her credit for, but he always hated women who only cared about his status in the military and the benefits it came with. Well, at least she was pretty.

"Do you even listen, Johnny?" Johnny, really?

"Yes, of course, sweetheart." She always blushed when he called her sweetheart, and he felt incredibly terrible for only calling her that because he couldn't, for the love of God, remember her correct name: Sarah, or Sandra; certainly not Sunshine. John thought he could erase Sunshine completely from his brain by making out with that woman. He was wrong— it only made him long for her even more. For heaven's sake. He could lie to himself and say it was that woman's fault, but she was pretty and even a bit smart—she just wasn't Sunshine, and that frustrated him. He didn't even get a physical reaction out of that woman— even his dick betrayed him.

"Oh, God, John, that woman is completely embarrassing," she gestured at something, and when John turned around, he could see it. It was his woman in the arms of that tosser, exactly like he held her today, only that they were making out. Disgusting—deep inside, he knew he couldn't judge her. He was making out with a random woman in the bar just so he could forget her, but still, his stomach built a knot that twisted him like the time he got stabbed near his kidney in Afghanistan. He would never admit that he was jealous—jealousy was something for weak people. He never felt this way before, and he won't start now.

It clearly only bothered him because he was one of Merrick's fellow guys; he'd probably only flirted with her because of the rivalry. And as the good captain he was, he needed to stop that, right? So his woman—uhm, his sergeant—wouldn't get hurt and be unconcentrated in missions.

Sunshine was now sitting on Keegan's lap as he whispered things in her ear that made her sweet cheeks rise with a beautiful color. John couldn't stand this sight anymore; his knuckles turned white from the tight fist he made. He didn't even listen to the woman whom he tried to lay tonight, and as Keegan walked towards the loo, he saw his chance to act like the proper captain he was, and he went after him.

"You deserve better than me, sweetheart, someone who is emotionally available." He didn't let her form her words in protest; he only put $50 down on the table and left in the direction of the loo. He entered the room, closing the door behind him. He was used to being intimidating, and he sure as hell would intimidate that little Sergeant of Merrick. He leaned against the door frame, not saying a word at first, waiting till he noticed him. Right now, he felt strong; it had something powerfull seeing his enemy with his dick out pissing—John was fully clothed, stoic, and strong while Keegan was exposed and vulnerable. John tried to hide his smirk as he saw how he was thicker than him down there—way more for his Sun to enjoy—concentrate on the task, John.

"Sergeant Russ," he said with his hoarse voice.

"Price, what do you want?" he practically spat out.

"Touch her again, and I'll make sure that you won't be able to touch anything else." He saw the look of fear in Keegan's eyes. Of course, he was a strong soldier, but Keegan wasn't a fool and knew that Price was a real threat.

But then he tested John's patience by saying something foolish like "jealous that you won't be the one to make her scream in pleasure tonight." John saw red, his fists held close to his body, his knuckles turning white. He wanted to beat that shit out of that bastard, but being violent isn't what makes the other scared; it's his calmness and the fact that if he loses it, it's over.

"Care to repeat that, Russ?"

"I'm going to touch her the whole night, and you guided her into my arms like an idiot." He didn't understand what he meant by him being at fault for Sun's interest in Russ, but never in his life dared someone to call him an idiot.

"I'll give you one last chance, leave her alone."

"Or what, you kill me?" he scoffed and laughed.

"Maybe I will," he said with a low growl that signaled Keegan that he wasn't joking.

Both fell into silence as Soap and Ghost stumbled out of one of the cabins. They clearly fucked again; he would have said something about not sleeping around in the military, but he wasn't such a hypocrite.

Soap interfered in the situation, "Aye, calm down, Captain; he isn't worth the stain." Why did they both need to interfere? He couldn't threaten Russ properly without giving the suggestion that he was more than just a caring captain for his Sun.

Keegan rolled his eyes, "Whatever, I'm going to fuck your little sunshine now." Before John could react, Keegan already had a fist in his face.

Surprisingly, not from John himself but from Ghost, the reserved man who seemed to hate Sunshine with all his heart. Was he perhaps interested in his Sun? No, never. Ghost was head over heels for Soap, even if he would never admit that. But why the sudden act? Keegan left the loo with a bloody lip.

"You fucked up, John."

"I know, Simon."

Soap and Ghost left the bathroom shortly after, and John could hear the arguing, something about Soap being jealous and thinking Ghost wanted Sunshine, and Ghost replying that Soap was fucking delusional and should know his place. If he hadn't been entrenched in his own hell of drama, he would have talked to Simon. Fucking hell that evening was fucked up.

As he left the bathroom, going to the booth of his boys, he noticed how Soap and Ghost were silent, Soap's glance almost burning in rage. Sunshine was dancing with Keegan while he groped her precious ass. John sat miserably with his own scotch, but at least Gaz was happy drinking his beer and ranting about something.

After a while, he saw Keegan pull Sun over his shoulder, and they went straight out of the bar, with her being a tipsy and giggling mess. "What a show-off," he scoffed.

"How funny that Sunny is the only one getting action tonight," Kyle looked confused as every man at the table shot him a death glare. For heaven's sake, that evening was cursed, and in all vulnerability, John hoped that this was just a one-night thing for her.

Sunshine's POV

He threw me over his shoulder and carried me out of the bar. As we walked towards his room in the base, I could already feel my arousal approaching. It took forever since we stopped always to make out.

You could say a lot about him; he is arrogant, narcissistic, and a bit crazy, but he's a damn good kisser. We reached his barrack, it was as simple as hers just that his wasn't a single. She hoped desperately that his roommate didn't bulge in.

He pressed me against the door frame as their kiss deepened, Keegan's hand slipped under my shirt tracing soft circles on my back. His other hand slides gently around my hair pulling it towards him as a show of his dominance.

I couldn't hold back and moaned into his kiss. "Fuck it." I ripped his shirt off him ogling over his muscular frame. He was toned his pecks were perfectly sculpted, every woman would kill for that sight but I thought about John - stop it, forget John, think about Keegan.

Keegan smirked as I ripped off his shirt, his hands slowly exploring every inch of my clothed body. His touch was rough and possessive like he desperately needed me. He released a loud groan as I started to trace down his abs and prominent V line. I pulled off my shirt and bra and threw it in the corner. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of my breasts. His rough hand cupped them and his calloused fingers from his work in the military brushed across my hardened nipples. "Fuck," he breathed out his lips finding mine again in a hungry kiss. His erected dick already pressing against my stomach.

"Please Keegan, I need you." I pleaded, Keegan broke our kiss, his lips trailing down my neck and collarbone, his teeth graze my skin lightly as he nipped at my shoulder- Oh he is a biter. His hand squeezed my breasts again before he started to undo his pants. His hardened dick sprung out of his boxers, his pink tip already glistered with pre cum. He wasn't very thick but the length was impressive and he was circumcised. I licked my lips in anticipation. "Shit you're big." Keegan only chuckled darkly at my words. "I'll show you how big." He growls his hands moving to grip my hips firmly as he ripped off my thong revealing my already wet folds.

"Hey, I liked that one."

"I buy you a new one."

His finger dips into my moisture before teasing my throbbing entrance. "You're already so ready for me," he murmurs.

"Keegan please stop teasing me."

Keegan's other hand slipped down to play with my clit. His thumb circling gently the sensitive knot. With one swift movement, he pushes his thick fingers deep inside of me. He groaned in pleasure at the tightness that surrounded him. "Fuck you feel so good- around my finger."

He pushed his fingers lazily against my G spot and started to scisor them inside, he looked determined at my face to learn which movement kept me going. I felt the knot in my stomach building up letting me almost explode. His lips trailed down my neck sucking on my nipples while he continued to abuse my clit.

"Cum on me Doll."

I came hard spasming around his thick fingers and coating them with my juices. Keegan's cock throbbed in anticipation as he watched me cum around his fingers. He pulls his hand away, relishing the sight of my wetness. "That's it, baby girl."

"Let me take care of you Keegan." I let myself fall on my knees and slowly started to stroak his dick and lick the pre cum of his swollen tip. Keegan groans deeply, as I take his cock into my mouth, his hips jerking automatically forward. He grips my hair trying to maintain his control. "Fuck Doll."

I bobbed my head up and down while playing with his balls with one of my free hands. He pushes his cock deeper inside of me but he should know that I'm the one in control. I bite softly on his tip to make him crazy. His lips escaped moans - loud moans. His cock throbbed in anticipation leaving stains of pre cum on my tongue. "Fuck Doll, that feels good don't stop."

I began to deep throat him almost gaging because of his length, my eyes began to tear, I tried to maintain eye contact. Keegan's grip on my hair tightens his knuckles turning white. His hips jerk forward, pushing only deeper into my throat. "You're so fucking good at that, I cant last longer." I press my plump lips together tightening the friction around his member.

As he feels him getting close he pulls my head back away. "Not quite yet Doll," he growls his voice stained with the effort to hold back his orgasm. I started to laugh and ignored his attempts to last longer I moved my head faster. "Fuck you're going to make me cum." I moaned in agreement - my voice only sending vibrations down his dick.

Keegan grunts loudly. His entire body tensing up as he loses control and erupts deep inside my throat. His cock twitches repeatedly, sending wave after wave of hot cum down my throat, I swallow every sip of his cum and finally hold my tongue out showing him my empty mouth. Keegan stared down at me in shock, his eyes dark with lust and satisfaction. His muscular thigh trembles as he tries to hold his composure. He gently traces down my jawline. "Fuck you're mine Doll" - I was definitely not his.

Keegan lifted me and threw me on the bed as he spread my legs wide, positioning himself between my legs - his cock already hardening again. He looks down at me with a predatory grin, then lowers himself onto my waiting sex and pushes inside me with one powerful trust making me scream in pleasure and pain at the same time.

He begins thrusting into me, hard and fast. The bed cracks under our combined weight as he takes me roughly. His muscular arms flex with each stroke.

"Keegan, it feels so good."

"Doll," he groans his voice hoarse with lust, "you're so fucking tight I can barely hold back."

"Don't hold back, Keegan. Fuck me."

He grins. "You like it rough doll?" I nodded and with a swift move, he flips me over onto my stomach and pulls my ass up, with brutal precision and starts a relentless pace as he fucks me from behind. His large hand gripped me tightly leaving marks on my body. "This is what you want isn't it?"

I start to clench around him, only getting more aroused at his words. "Oh you're so wet," he murmurs, moving one hand between my legs to stroke my neglected clit. The added sensation sends shockwaves of pleasure through my body causing me to arch my back and cry out his name.

"That's it, Doll, take it all."

"I'm close - please, Keegan," I pleaded to him to finally release me.

"Cum for me Doll," he growls picking up the pace even more. His cock slams into me over and over again, each thrust sending a vibration through my core as he pinched my clit hard. I started to cry out of pleasure and finally came spasming around his dick - coating him with all my juices. Keegan held me firm supporting my body weight as he let me ride out my orgasm while starting to kiss me all over my body and leaving marks everywhere.

After my orgasm, he guided me on top of him and I started to ride him as his hands roam over my body, griping my hips tightly again. His eyes followed the movements of my breasts, his mouth watering at the sight. He pulled me forcefully tight onto his shaft brushing against my cervix so I would start to see stars, his hand now pressed against the familiar bulge inside my womb.

Keegan started to rub my overstimulated clit again as he finally chased after his release, with each thrust his hips slams powerful against me, he became slowly sloppy and uncontrolable begging me to finally release him.

I clenched tight around his dick, his eyes rolled back inside his skull. With a groan that echoes through the room, Keegan's hot seed erupts inside of me, filling me up completely. His cockhead twitches as he emptied himself inside of me- pushing his cum deeper into my hole.

"Fuck." He collapsed on top of me, our bodies still entwined, Keegan pressed his face into the crook of my neck inhaling my scent. "What the fuck was that, no women made me cum like that before."

"Well, I'm pretty skilled at these things."

"You're fucking amazing Doll." He slowly pulled his softening dick out of me watching his seeds drip down from my cunt into his mattress.

"As much as I like to see you coated in my cum, let me clean you up."

"Oh, what a gentleman."

"It's the least I can do after you gave me the best orgasm of my life."

"Oh was it?"

"Don't lie to me it was fucking amazing for you too."

"A close third place Keegan." I grinned.

"Don't challenge me Doll."

"Or what?"

"You will regret this."

"Why?"

"You like Price even tho I don't know why."

"And Price doesn't like me, so I can have all my fun while he has his with that other woman."

"His loss is my win."

He cuddled against me after he cleaned his seed from my thighs but as he fell asleep snoring the only thought in my brain was John.

I'm screwed.

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aviradasa · 5 months ago

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PART 2 YOU SAD FOLKS!

Aaravos getting ready to propose to you with the help of leola Hc

Aaravos x reader Hc

{Fluff} @delusional-mushroom

Warnings: none

Sorry if this seems rushed it's really late at night 😭 but I think it's cute. This is not proofread whatsoever, so if there are spelling errors, I apologize. I will look it over in the morning and fix it up.

Check out the other parts to this string of oneshots

Masterlist

Aaravos introducing you to his daughter

Teenage!Leolas first partner is human how do you and Aaravos react

You and teenage!Leola sync up that time of month Aaravos is done

It's been a while since you moved in with Aaravos and leola, and things are going amazing.

Leola is fully attached to you at the hip. You are her second parent.

Anyways

It was an early morning.

AND I MEAN HELLA EARLY

The sun was hardly even up

Cause leola woke you up and dragged you out of bed. Reminding you that you promised to take her on a morning walk.

As you are forced from your slumber, you notice Aaravos isn't in bed, which you find odd. So you ask her

"Hey unicorn, where is your dad?" You ask

She just giggles and pulls you out the front door

" he's gone into town for a little bit he will be back soon, though!" She tells you with a cheeky giggle

You don't put much thought into it, though, as it's pretty normal for her. Though you are curious as to why Aaravos left for town before dawn even broke. Normally, he would tell you.

As the sun rises, you and leola walk. On your journey, you point out bits of nature that are absolutely gorgeous in the morning light, and she's just so happy to see everything.

She will sometimes run ahead a bit, pointing at animals and flowers and plants she finds interesting. Her little eyes practically glowed with happiness

It's absolutely adorable

On your way back, you notice Aaravose walking into the house.

As soon as you point at him, leola grabs your hand and pulls you off. Now walking through a field away from the direction of the house, and looking back, you swear you saw him shooing you both off from the window

You are hella confused

You try asking leola about this odd behavior, but once again, she just starts laughing and distracting you. Everything today is just odd, and you're starting to sense it.

This goes on all day.

You see Aaravos in the distance, and leola will just laugh and pull you away. Not dare letting you get close to him or telling you anything.

And you have noticed him just watching the two of you from afar. It's not that uncommon, but today it's just even more odd, and with leolas behavior today, everything is suspicious, and you just wanna know what's happening

Until you and leola were making little rock towers, Aaravos came up behind you. It honestly surprised you, making you jump and accidentally knock your rock tower over

He offers you his hand to help you stand up, and he shoos his daughter off with a wink. She jumps up from her seat and squeals with excitement, waving her hands in front of her with a bright smile, and she runs away

Once she's gone, he begins walking you through the field as the sun sets, you try to ask him what's been going on all day and why him and leola had been acting funny but he just dismisses it

"Don't mind that, you'll know in just a moment."

You roll your eyes but continue to follow him. The both of you chat, and you tell him all about what you and leola got up to today. As you talk to him about your little adventures, he just admires you. Sometimes, forgetting to respond or react. He almost seems nervous.

You both walk a little longer before stopping by a little stream that looks almost golden due to the light. A little blanket has been set out with flowers and little magic stones lining the edges as well as a little basket that has been placed in the middle.

"Oh my god this is beautiful!" You say as you look at the scene. Before you can sit down though he grabs you lightly

"Y/n I have a very important question for you." He says, taking your hands as you face him

As you are about to ask him what's going on you hear a little whisper from a nearby bush

"Did they say yes???"

You and Aaravos share a smile before you raise your eyebrow and look over to see leolas face sticking out of the leaves.

"I didn't even get to finish asking silly."

He says to her with a laugh. As she sighs impatiently and rolls her eyes.

"Whats taking so long. All you gotta say it 'will you marry me' its very simple" She says, tilting her head to the side before shaking her head. Her eyes suddenly go wide as her arm pops out of the bush to cover her mouth

"Oop! Sorry dad!" She says quickly

Both you and Aaravos are shocked, but you are quick to break the silence luckily.

"You're asking me to marry you?" You say with a smile as you look up at him. You are a bit shocked as you were not expecting this so soon, but you are overjoyed

"Yes, I was, but it seems our little unicorn decided to ask for me." He jokes, shaking his head from side to side with a grin a little embarrassed and worried about your response

" Yes."

"What?"

"Yes. Of I will marry you."

You say with a wide smile. Aaravos let's out a loud sigh of relief and quickly pulls you in for a hug.

As you both pull back, leola jumps out of the bush and hugs both you and Aaravos as hard as she can, not letting yall go for a minute.and you all share a laugh.

After a moment, Aaravos kisses you i celebration of your now engagement, and leola turns away and dramatically gags. While loudly saying "Ewww"

Making you roll your eyes at Aaravos. Before chuckling.

"Well, I guess that's the queue to sit down and eat then." You joke as you all sit down on the blanket and open the little basket of food.

It was a simple engagement. With a few hiccups, but it didn't matter to any of you. All that mattered is that you are all finally a family,and for all of you that's more that you could have ever asked for 🖤

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quirekey · 14 days ago

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omg hi. I love your work and it’s my first time requesting so I hope this makes sense

Tfone sentinel prime with a female cybertronian reader that’s I guess royalty?? A queen. She’s from another planet with other cybertronian (descendants ig idk🥹) and she comes to Iacon because her planet was taken over by Unicron. Thanks!<33

Okay, woah bro, that’s interesting. I LOVE IT!! I’ll try my best but I may change some things for it to make sense, mb! Also ty for loving my work bro :3

TW: Toxic and Forced relationship

• SENTINEL PRIME x FEMME!READER •

[ sentinel prime x cybertronian!femme!queen!reader ]

This will be a fanfic instead of headcanons, I should try something new :)

PART 2

•————•

To keep it short, you were a femme ruler of a certain part of Cybertron. Your land was close to the popularised society of Iacon but you were stronger. You were a strict, stoic and wise femme, somebody any bot could trust with their life. Your citizens adored you and you adored them. It wasn’t the most advanced city in all of Cybertron but it was definitely popular.

The Quintessons arrived at your city and they immediately set off a war. Unfortunately, the fight was long and difficult. You never focused on military forces so you were at a massive disadvantage. You decided to do something you thought was impossible and sacrificed everybody for your life. You transformed into your alt-mode and drove out for your life. You even felt your spark pound against your vehicle mode which you thought was impossible.

You drove for what felt like cycles and you were so close to Iacon city. You have seen the hatch to Iacon open and shut for supplied trains to enter and exit. You hopped onto a passing supply train and you flew into Iacon city, your strict expectations broke.

The city was absolutely stunning with upside-down terrains, glowing buildings that towered over the citizens and the massive society Sentinel built. Everything was so beautiful, so well thought out and absolutely admirable to the bot’s optics.

You suddenly saw a train stop below you and you released your grip, falling and landing on the platform. You made quite a small crater (luckily) but still made a scene. You gracefully towered over the other citizens of Iacon and many optics were on you. You didn’t mind the attention but the attention made your guilt of your sacrifice linger on you for longer. Whispers smoked around you so you decided to take your leave. Soon enough, this information reached the Prime himself.

You were just exploring all around Iacon, trying to avoid attention. Your size did not help with your camouflage and goal. You recharged outside and stayed in public buildings for shelter. You stayed in Iacon for a third of a cycle and you were able to avoid trouble… Somehow… Most of the citizens assumed you were in high-rankings of the supremes and did not question you, considering your stoic expression and intimidating size. You knew that some of the Cybertronians knew you, and you knew that you would probably be in some trouble soon.

…

High guards from nowhere grabbed your arms aggressively and you struggled for your life. You were cuffed and thrown to the ground, knocking and scraping your chassis hard. Your processor rang for help and you were squirming for life. Your vision was glitchy and your vocals were literally strained to the point where grunts and groans were amazing to you. Suddenly, you were punched unconscious.

…

You kneeled up, groaning. You felt so ill but also so clean. You tried to stand but your limbs were all cuffed. You look around the golden interior. The ground was unstained and unscathed, you literally could see every single sparkling detail of yourself. The big windows glowed amazingly onto every flat surface of the building. You saw a throne as you looked up further, your optics fell onto Sentinel Prime.

He was stunning, gorgeous, handsome, fabulous, literally anything positive adjective you could think of. He had a look of a God and a King, somebody who definitely would rule all of Iacon. Your spark pounded against you as your faceplate was stained with a light blue hue. Sentinel just had that charming aroma that nobody could ever deny.

“Well, isn’t it the Queen of ——! I never thought some bot like you would let the city down, nor your citizens, but it’s the highest that needs protection, correct?”

Sentinel walked down to you and tilted your helm up with his double bladed sword. He gave a deceiving smirk only you could see through. You knew that he owes The Quintessons but never cared till now. You guys knew each other a while back until you decided to make a city of your own. You’ve seen him exchange his energon, it was devastating to see a past friend in that kind of situation.

“Sentinel, it’s me, Y/N! Don’t you remember me? When we could’ve ruled Iacon together, but we then split ways!?”

“How could I ever forget any precious bot like you, Y/N? You left me for your own world. You are selfish and you always will be. You even let so many Cybertronians fall into the hands of the Quintessons, you never changed.”

“Sentinel, I know what goes on with you and the Quintessons. You can not deceive your past friend. Please spare mercy upon me and let me stay at Iacon. I will give an offer as a high guard.”

“Oh Y/N… You think I will seriously make you some high guard? You are clearly too selfish to protect any prime like me!”

“You are not a prime! I can take this whole city with me by using the information I know, Sentinel.”

“Y/N, you think anybody would believe you? You will just sacrifice them again and you also need proof. Here, let me help you since you are a ‘past friend’. You either go down to the deepest level in all of Iacon or you become my official sparkmate. Your choice, choose the right one.”

With no room to argue, you slowly opened your chassis to show your spark. You were vulnerable but you had nothing to lose. Sentinel opens his chassis to show his spark and closes the distance between you and him. Both your sparks electrified and glowed, a warm aura hugging the both of you as you slowly relaxed and shut your optics.

TO BE CONTINUED

[ if you want part two, just ask :) ]

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evandsolo · 3 months ago

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𝑫𝒂𝒅!𝑨𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒛 | Their Child’s first bday | Maknae Line

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Ateez maknae line x f!reader 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 : est. relationship. family. dad!ateez. fluff. 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬: 2807 in total. wc is indicated next to each part. 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: parenting. Hyung Line - LIBRARY -

𝖠𝗎𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗋'𝗌 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾 : FINALLY she's here ! The Maknae part ! I really hope you'll enjoy it as much as you did for the first part ! Please, like, reblog or comment if you liked it, i'd very much appreciate it.

𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒊 𝑺𝒂𝒏 - (wc : 783)

The heat of the sun rays caress your skin in the morning. It’s been a while since the sun woke you up. You can’t even remember the last time. Sun-Hee has been taking all your mornings, since she was born. But that morning, it seems like she knew you needed sleep. You roll to the other side of the bed, so you could lay your body against your husband's, but there’s just the mattress to welcome you. You open your eyes, full of incomprehension. San was off today, why wouldn’t he be by your side ? Suddenly, you hear laughter coming from the living room. Your eyebrows frown as you get out of bed to follow the sound. You finally discover the cutest scene in the world.

San was laying on the couch, a huge smile on his face and his eyes half-closed. Your daughter was resting on his chest, eyes open, her favorite Hetmongi in her hand. She was just playing and cuddling with her daddy. It was the sweetest thing ever. The smile on your face says it all. “Eomma !” Says the little shrill voice, once she saw you. “Hi Bubba ! Is daddy sleeping ?” You ask, amused. You exchange a look with your husband, who suddenly starts to fake a snore. The little girl then stands up to put her tiny hand on her father's mouth. “Yeah you’re right, daddy’s too noisy when he sleeps !” You laugh. “We should wake him up. How would you wake him ? Let's say Daddy up ! You say it with me ?” Then you slowly start to pronounce it again, happily smiling at your baby trying to wake up her dad. Suddenly, in a scream, San opens his eyes, grabs the baby, and starts putting kisses everywhere on the baby’s face, neck and chest. Her laugh echoes in the room. It was the most beautiful sound in the world, and you were lucky enough to hear it for a year now.

“Hi Gorgeous” He finally says, when he sets an eye on you. “Hi ! You’re an early bird today ! Shouldn't you be resting ?” You wish he could sleep longer on his days off. “Today’s an important day. I wanted to spend the longest day with my precious little princess.” He loved his daughter with his whole giant heart. Pregnancy used to scare you, but San had never left your side, he was the best support and the best husband ever. He was gentle, caring, sweet and so full of love. He was so ready to start a family with you. “Eomma ! Play !” Says your precious one. “You want mommy to play with us, sweet ?” Immediately answers San, a spark in his eyes. She nods her head and begins to try to get off the bust of her father. But he catches her up in flight, to go and spin her around in the air like a plane. "Come and catch us!" He throws the little girl in his arms as he walks around the house. You chase them, without hiding your hilarity.

You loved this daily life so much, simple, without fuss, just the three of you. "My turn!" You press him by grabbing your daughter from her father’s hands and then you go out through the corridors. "He must not catch us!" You whisper in Sun-Hee’s ear. But sooner than you thought, the giant arms of your husband surround you both. “Oh no ! We lost !” “Oh-Oh !” Says the little one, her tiny hand on her mouth, covering her smile. You’ve barely ever seen her this happy. “You still can have a giant cake tonight, okay baby ?” “Cake !” She repeats. “ Yes, cake ! But it’ll be tonight, with the uncles, mommy, and daddy ! We’ll blow the candle, for your birthday ! ‘Cause Sun-hee’s a big girl now, right ?” Another nod that makes you smile even wider if that was possible. “And what do we say to our big girl ?” Starts your husband, near your ear, his head resting on your shoulder. “We say, Happy Birthday Sun-Hee !” You both say at the same time, making the toddler clap her hands.

You finally put her down, so she can play on the floor. “I can’t wait to have more like her.” You turn your gaze to him, surprised. “Let’s wait a little bit longer. She’s just turning one.” You put a kiss on his lips and leave the room to grab a quick breakfast. “But you didn’t say no ! You’ll be a big sister one day, Sun !” He says to the carbon copy of himself.

Oh you could give him a football team if he asked you to, but for now, you wanted to focus on your now one-year old, little treasure.

𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑴𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒊 - (wc : 819)

Working as a photographer, you used to take a very pretty picture of your twins, every single month, to celebrate their lives and to see how much they are evolving. Today was an important one, their first birthday. You had everything organized before. The setting, the outfits, the theme. You’ve spent hours with your husband to glue down every balloon to a wood panel. Mingi was probably more excited than you were. He loved his babies. He adored them, as much as you do. It was such a surprise when they announced at the first ultrasound that there were not one but two little hearts that were beating at the core of your being. A boy and a girl, you were the happiest parents of the universe. You waited the whole nap for them to wake up and be the most joyous little humans. But they decided to take a longer nap today than usual. Everything was in place, Mingi brought the cakes home earlier today, and they were absolutely amazing.

You couldn’t wait any longer. “We should wake them up !” You suggested, lifting your head to your husband. “We will ruin their sleep schedule if we wake them up.” You instantly pouted when he ended his phrase. “Be patient, my love. We will enjoy it later on. And I can have a few more minutes just with you.” And it’s been a real deal to have some time just for you and your husband since the babies were born. Having a baby is a big thing, but two, it’s a rollercoaster. But you had the most patient, understanding and the funniest partner in the world to go through this with. He handled the situation with so much love and care, he was perfect.

He wrapped his hand around your body, to draw you to him and to place his head in the hollow of your neck to place a kiss. “Do you think we did a good job ?” You suddenly ask, resting your head on his shoulder. “Are you really asking ?” He said by straightening up. You lift your shoulders. “I was just thinking.” You said. It has been a struggle for you since the announcement. You’ve been so scared of being a bad mom to them. You couldn’t imagine how life would be without them, but sometimes the questions were too strong to be held back in your mind. “You’re the most amazing mom to our children, my love. And I'll tell you as much as you need to hear it.” He places a kiss on your forehead at the same time as laughs are heard. “And they’ll be here to remind you how much they love you. Let’s get them.” He said, leading you by the hand to pick up your little ones.

You open the door to your smiley babies. “-Ma !” Said the boy when he saw you, shaking his little arms for you to pick him up. “Hi sweet Sun ! That was a good nap, huh?” You answer by lifting his little body to yours. “And that’s my little shining Star !” Said Mingi wrapping his arms around his daughter. The babies smiled to each other, grabbing each other's hand. You exchange a tender look with your husband before you go to change the twins. Later, they’re all dressed as little bears and that’s the cutest thing. Mingi adds up little bows in your daughter’s hair and a bow tie around your son’s neck. Soon you bring up the two little cakes in front of the babies, a big 1 on top of them and you start to take a lot of pictures.

It was a teamwork, as their dad tried to make them smile wide and big but the cakes had all their attention. Without you being able to prevent it, the hands of the toddlers are buried in butter cream and cakes, perfectly destroyed. Their little faces are covered in white and sprinkles. You couldn’t help but laugh, the babies were a mess, but at least they had so much fun. “I could have bet it would end up like this.” Mingi said in a laugh. “Wanna try some of that cake, mama ?” He added, sitting next to the babies, a bit of buttercream on the tip of his finger.

You abandon the camera to sit with them. You opened your mouth to taste the cream, but it ended up on your nose. “Mingi !” You squeak, making him laugh harder. “Oh look ! Mom has some cake on her face !” He said to the babies, before putting some more to each one’s nose. “We should put some on daddy too !” You said, joyfully. It was your husband’s turn to have his face painted with some food. The day ended up in a giant cake explosion everywhere, but your heart was so full. Life was so fun with those three. And it’s just the beginning.

𝑱𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑾𝒐𝒐𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 -(wc : 501 )

Life’s been pretty amazing since you gave birth, a year ago. Better, you learned that you can fall in love more than once. You can easily remember every time your heart fell again. The first was when you saw Wooyoung holding his newborn daughter in his arms for the first time. The tears in his eyes, and the brightest smile on his face, oh gosh, you've never been more in love. Then you witnessed every second of his life with the both of you, and you realized how lucky you were.

It was late at night, you insisted on going to bed, since you were really tired and needed a good night of sleep. Luckily your beautiful baby girl was a very good sleeper, so you knew you could have the long night you deserve. Especially knowing that you and Wooyoung had spent the evening preparing a surprise for your little girl. Balloons, glitters, and tons of animals everywhere. She’ll be so happy when she wakes up in the morning. But when you're going to the room after a clean up, you realize that your daughter’s bedroom door is half open.

When you go to look at it, you find your fiancé, leaning on the little being that you had given birth to. Your heart softens as you lean against the door. “ She’s not going to fly away, you know.” You murmur, amused to see him here. “It’s past midnight. She’s not a baby anymore…” He answers, his eyes not leaving his daughter for a second. “She's really growing up, huh ?” You approach him to surround his waist with your arms. “Too fast. I wish she could stay this innocent and tiny forever.” But time flies. It was like you’ve given birth yesterday and now, she’s one already. “Do you think she’ll love her birthday and her presents ?” he asks, grabbing your hand, while the other is drawing circles on the baby’s tummy. “She’ll adore it ! She’ll have a blast tomorrow morning, but we definitely should go to sleep if we want to survive.” And you’ll need some energy, that’s for sure. There will be some other toddlers in the room, and above all, there will be eight great men who sometimes behave themselves as happy children. "I’ll meet you in five minutes." he said, putting a kiss on your temple. You nod and walk out of the room to hear it a few moments later. "You are the most beautiful thing that ever happened to us. You make me the happiest dad on earth." You lean against the wall, your heart, warmer than ever.

“I’ll always be there for you and your mom. You’ll never have to be afraid.” You knew, he’d be the most perfect father ever. “I can’t believe you’re already one. Happy birthday, my sweet little princess.” He says, while you wipe a tear that is running down your cheek. Wooyoung loves his daughter so much, it was quite overwhelming. It was what you’ve ever dreamed of.

𝑪𝒉𝒐𝒊 𝑱𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒉𝒐 -(wc : 704 )

It was such a special day. It was just the three of you and your husband had everything organized. He wanted that day to be locked in your child's memory forever. You had told him so many times that your little girl wouldn’t remember it, but he wanted to make it extra special. You celebrate your first birthday only once. He had booked the best breakfast in town, so that your baby could have the most delicious croffle ever. She was the most excited baby in the world. Laughing and charming everyone around. She then napped against her father’s chest, in the carrier. Her sweet chubby cheek, crushed against the fabric of the sweater that your partner was wearing. You took a lot of pictures of that moment. Jongho loved to have his baby all against his body. He used to make dinner, having her in the carrier. To play with the boys, while carrying her. And for the first months, it has been quite a relief for you. You could take time to relax, and breathe, without having to constantly rock the baby around. You loved being a mom, and Jongho made it so much easier. And she had the best sleep ever. You could understand your daughter, you loved to sleep on your hubby’s chest too.

She looked exactly like him, you adored her. She was the sweetest, funniest, calmest little girl. You felt so lucky. And the feeling was so overwhelming, that in the middle of the park you were walking in, you just wrapped your arms around your husband. “Oh Love… What’s that ?” he asked, surprised but endeared by your gesture. ‘I just feel so lucky. To have you, to have her.” You sigh. Your head rested on his shoulder and you put a hand on your baby’s back. “And that’s why you’re being so emotional ?” he answered, with the sweetest voice. “You’re making fun of me !” You whine in a pouty voice, making him laugh.

A hand of his, joined yours on your baby and he kissed the top of your head. “I’m not. I just love you a little more every time.” Your heart exploded with those words. Lifting yourself on your toes, you kiss his cheek. Love has never been that easy. But he was the answer to everything.

Later on, you entered that big baby clothes store, you wanted to go for so long. You came here only once, fully pregnant with your baby girl, but ended up only buying her, her very first outfit, since it was very pricey. But since it was a special day, you didn’t want to give her tons of toys. The family had already taken care of it anyway.

You thought a nice outfit would do the trick, but judging by all the clothes your partner already had in his hands, he didn’t have the same idea as you. “Honey… That’s a lot.” You say. But looking at every piece, it looks absolutely amazing. So cute, and so perfect for her. “ I will buy her every special piece. Because she deserves it, she’s our little princess.” He said, looking at the smiley little baby in his arms. “You like it, Sunshine ?” The baby got a giant smile, when she looked at her dad. “She likes it !” He said, looking at you. “She likes you, Honey.” You corrected him nicely. He continued to look around, and finally ended up with a handful of tiny dresses, tops, little overalls, pajamas. “She’ll look better than the other babies, everywhere she’ll go.” You couldn’t help but smile so wide. “You’re spoiling her. We said nothing big.” You say, amused. the baby started shaking in her dad’s arms. “Little princess has enough, huh ?” Your voice soothes, and you take a look at Jongho who understood.

You headed both to the cashier. Check out every little piece of fabric, and get out of the store, arms full of bags. “Once we’re home, we’ll do online shopping for you. It’s your first birthday as a mom. We should celebrate that too.” He said, with his whole giant heart in his voice. His presence everyday sounded like a celebration, but today. You fell in love harder than ever.

Okaaay ! Here we are ! Lemme know if you'd like to see more about ateez in my suggestions ! It's open ! ✿ Every thought is appreciated ! ©evandsolo, 2O24

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justwinginglife · 4 months ago

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Hello!! Hope you are doing well and are having a good day ❤️ Can you maybe do a fic with Narumi (Preferably if you do write for him) or Hoshina where he is together with a reader who faints quite a lot of times and still neglects her health. Hoshina or Narumi is like very very overprotective not yandere type but too sweet boyfriend type. Really want to read a long fic with oh so sweet kaiju no 8 boyfriend . Please do delete this if you don't like it..

Also thanks so much for being so kind and sweet. I love your fics so muchh. The way you write is so wonderful and super enjoyable to read. Do make sure to take care of yourself and not overwork:D

Hello again! @totallybakedcake I hope all your school things turned out well! If not, it'll get better <3 Also thanks so much for the compliments omg! I'm a happy woman :) Hope you have the BEST of days, I will 100% write this for you, Narumi and all. I hope this was a long enough fic, it felt very long writing it lol. There is also mentions of a mature scene but no explicit detail.

Falling For You

The day you met Gen Narumi, you quite literally fell for him.

The familiar, dizzying pull of gravity had suddenly taken hold of you, and -accepting your fate, as you had all the times before- you aimed your fall towards a nearby bench. When you pleasantly landed in his arms instead, your senses snapped to attention. You were suddenly very aware of his warmth, of his scent, of your lack of breath in the face of his allure.

When he finally spoke, you thought you might bottle up the sound of his voice and save it for a rainy day. “Woah there. Maybe let’s not take a spill in the middle of the sidewalk, yeah?”

You simply nodded. You hadn’t yet figured out how to conjure up your thanks, your words seemingly frozen in your throat.

He searched your face for a moment, his gorgeous eyes unraveling you with every second that passed. “Are you feeling sick or something? Need anything?”

You shook your head.

“Okay… well, I need to get to work. Can I trust you to not bash your head open on the concrete if I leave?”

You nodded again. Apparently head movements were all you were capable of at the moment.

He looked you over once more and then sighed before reluctantly walking away. Your heart pounded in your chest when he looked back at you, not once but twice, before disappearing into the distance.

Then your phone beeped and you realized you had to get to work too. It was your first day and you couldn’t be late. You took off in the direction he went in and you wondered if maybe you’d see him on the way. You wondered if maybe you’d have the strength to actually thank him if you saw him again. You wondered if you’d ever see him again, or if that one moment was all you had to cling to.

You may have underestimated fate because the moment you reported to your superior for your first day of work, you realized it was him and you nearly swallowed your own tongue.

He looked up from his computer and his eyes almost bulged out of his head when he realized who you were. He looked from the report on his desk to you, then back to the report. “This is you? You’re my new officer??”

You nodded meekly. “Yes, sir. I am.”

He sighed heavily, rubbing his temples like you were giving him a headache. “This fainting spell of yours. One time thing?”

You swallowed. It was more than enough of an answer for him.

He groaned and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Great. So I’ve got a walking catastrophe at my door.”

You winced. His demeanor was completely different than it had been mere moments ago. You wondered if he had an evil twin or something. “I-I promise, I’ll be useful.”

His eyes narrowed. “You’ll be useful? Do you mean useful in getting my squadron killed trying to look after you? I don’t have the time or the patience for weaklings and I certainly don’t want them in my division.”

Suddenly your earlier timidity dissipated, now replaced with a raging fire. “With all due respect, Captain, I’m not a weakling in the slightest. And I’ve never had trouble with fainting on the battlefield before. I’ve never had trouble with anything on the battlefield before. You can look at my report again, as many times as you want, you can ask any division I’ve worked with, watch drone coverage of any battle I’ve won, as many times as it takes to convince you, but at the end of the day, I’m a valuable asset and you need me.” You met his gaze with steel of your own, daring his eyes to look away from you, daring him to underestimate your skill again.

He stared at you for a moment. His fingers drummed over the report on his desk, the report that he’d already gone over extensively, the report that confirmed every one of your bold statements. Gen Narumi was infamous for slacking off, for running away from meetings, for dodging his mound of paperwork, but he would never let anyone onto his team without doing his research. There was too much to lose if he let an amateur run wild on his turf. Everyone in the Defense Force knew that if you wanted into the First Division, you went through Narumi. There was no chance in hell you’d be allowed in if he didn’t think you belonged there. After examining the resolve on your face, he spoke, “We’ll see about that. I’m putting you at the back for now, and if I think for even a second that you’re not cut out for this, that you’re wasting my time, I will bench you. I’ll more than bench you- I’ll end your career so fast, you won’t have time to blink let alone beg.”

You stood up straighter, saluting him. “Yes, sir. I won’t let you down, I swear. You’ll be nothing short of impressed.”

He nodded. “Good. I’m expecting nothing but the best from you after all that big talk of yours.” Then he cleared his throat. “And maybe let’s keep this fainting thing between the two of us, yeah? I don’t want anyone to know I let someone so feeble into my division.”

You bit your lip to keep from sassing your superior again. “Yes, sir.”

And with that, your second meeting with Gen Narumi came to its conclusion.

It only took a couple weeks for the Captain to finally acknowledge you, having kept your promise to be of tremendous use to him. When you first followed the First Division into battle, even knowing your track record, he’d thought your skills a fluke. But over the next several weeks, you’d shown time and time again that your power was a result of vigorous training and combat experience, and he couldn’t ignore what an asset you were any longer.

He called you to his side on your next mission. You somehow had the nerve to tease him about giving you a promotion, but he’d snorted and said you were lucky to be on the front lines at all. When you completely obliterated the Honju before he could even pull out his bayonet, he almost considered making you Platoon Leader right then and there. But he was concerned about your… issue.

The next day, you’d woken up earlier than usual to enjoy some peace and quiet and Narumi hounded you while you were pouring yourself a cup of coffee. “So is it like a carsickness kinda thing? Only not in a car?”

You didn’t even turn to look at him. “Wow, not even a ‘good morning’ from you, Captain?”

He shrugged and snagged the pitcher from your hands, pouring himself a cup as well. “Just tryna narrow down the cause of your spells, that’s all. Can’t help being curious.”

You sighed as you stirred your cream into your coffee. “It’s not an issue, Captain. You should know by now it’s not an issue.”

He examined you as he took a sip of his drink. “Not out there, no. But in here? In here, I have to be careful you don’t drown yourself in the bath cuz you passed out, or conk out on the counter cuz you felt ill,” He moved to place a hand over the pointed edge, half teasing and half serious.

You bit your lip to keep from smiling as you took a seat at a nearby table. “So what I’m hearing is, you think about me in the bath?”

He snorted. “Hardly. I’d just hate to have my favorite errand girl six feet under.” He slid into the chair next to you, slurping his coffee loudly.

“Ahh, so you admit I’m your favorite.” You teased, nudging him with your arm.

He scoffed. “But you’re not my favorite. You’re just… I don’t know what you are. You’re something. Real pain in my ass.”

“Yeah, well, it’d help if you stopped worrying about me so much.”

He crossed his arms and huffed. “I’m not worried, I just don’t want this to reflect badly on me, that’s all.”

You peered at him thoughtfully, trying to read his expression. “Okay. So let’s make a deal then. I’ll let you know anytime I feel poorly, and you stop harassing me about it. We’ll just let what happens happen.”

His eyes searched yours, trying to find some semblance of insincerity. Then, deciding he was satisfied with this arrangement, he stuck his hand out for you to shake. “Fine. Deal.”

You shook it and went back to enjoying your coffee beside him in silence.

Both of you made the decision to form this pact together, but you weren’t sure Narumi fully understood just how frequently you’d be calling on him after this.

Your next episode was the very same day you’d made the deal. Just a couple hours after you’d finished having your coffee together, you were out running laps when you started to feel lightheaded. You called him and by the time he made it out to you, you had collapsed on the track. Luckily, everyone was still inside eating breakfast, and no one had seen your fall.

You woke up to him hovering over you, hand on your forehead, as he repeatedly called your name.

When he saw you blink awake, he sighed with relief. “Fucking hell, you’re a mess, you know that?” He gave you shit but you could tell by the way beads of sweat had collected down his face and neck, by the way his breaths heaved heavily in his chest, that he was worried about you.

You had to laugh at that. Captain of Japan’s strongest division, and he was more worried than you were.

He glared at you. “Why are you laughing, what’s so funny about this?”

You shrugged. “Happens all the time. It’s no big deal.”

He groaned and collapsed on the ground beside you. “You’re telling me, I’m gonna be running myself ragged looking after you? What am I, your babysitter?”

You poked him in the arm, smirking. “Hey, you signed up for this.”

He sighed. “Yeah, yeah. You’re right, you don’t have to look so fucking smug about it.” Then he was quiet for a moment. “Hey… I think maybe I should… be around you more. So I’m not too far away if something happens.” He swallowed as though the sudden intimacy of his request was too shameful to bear speaking aloud. But he knew he had to. He couldn’t keep running all over base to find you, what if you didn’t call him in time and collapsed in front of a moving truck?

You thought about it for a moment. You’d never had someone actively caring for you like this before. It was a nice change of pace. Even if that someone was your annoying Captain. And even then, he wasn’t all bad. He seemed to you like he was only rough on the outside, but you felt you were one step away from breaking down those walls of his. You wondered what the view on the other side of those walls would look like. So you agreed.

Soon, you were doing everything together. You were taking walks together, training together, going to movies together, having meals together. It was hard for people not to think you were dating. Though, Narumi was frequently putting down any rumors of the sort, saying he was just trying to make sure his investment in you wasn’t a waste. He did end up promoting you to Platoon Leader. He had no qualms about it considering you had more than proven yourself capable and worthy of the position, and now he could keep a closer watch over you.

He was more attentive than you thought he’d be. He’d noticed you never drank water enough and when he’d encouraged -practically forced- you to start drinking more, you fainted slightly less. He’d started cooking you home cooked meals in case your diet of junk food and frozen meals were the culprit for your spells. He’d even started sending you to bed early so he could be sure you were well rested. Of course, he never took credit for being so kind. He’d simply say he couldn’t stand to see you looking so shriveled up so you had to take a sip of his water. Or he’d say the junk food was making you sloppy, so you had to try his food instead. Or he’d say the bags under your eyes were too pitiful a sight to see, so you just had to retire for the night. And when you’d say to him every time, “It’s okay Narumi, I know you secretly care. Thanks, Narumi,” with the sweetest smile he’d ever seen, he thought he felt his heart soften a little more each time.

Eventually, things changed between the two of you, when you did, in fact, almost drown in the bath.

“Didn’t I fucking call it? Didn’t I say you might do this one day? You need to be more careful, damnit.” Narumi muttered, sitting on the bathroom floor and averting his eyes while he held out a towel for you.

“Gen…” You cooed.

He blushed when you called him by his first name for the first time. “Yeah, what is it?” He grumbled.

“You can look, you know. It’s just me.”

The shade of red dug even deeper into his cheeks. “I’m not… I’m not gonna look. Just hurry up and get dressed.”

“And what if I wanted you to look?” You pulled yourself up from the water and kneeled in front of him.

He met your gaze for the first time all night. “And why… why would you want that?”

“Because I like you, Gen.”

He couldn’t stand the way you purred his name like it was meant to sit pretty on your lips. He couldn’t stand the sight of you naked, dripping wet, waiting for his response, waiting for him to like you back. He couldn’t stand the way he felt every time he was around you, the way his heart felt like it might burst, the way he worried when you had another spell, the way he relaxed when you were okay, when you were beside him, when you were nobody’s but his. And he couldn’t stand that he hadn’t kissed you yet.

So he took you on the bathroom floor and you discovered there were other reasons to be breathless, other reasons to be dizzy, other reasons to be lightheaded, that were significantly more pleasurable. And you decided that you’d sacrifice your breath to him every time, with no hesitation, just to get a taste of his lips again and again.

When you finally started dating, it was to no one’s surprise. The entire First Division had already thought you were dating; they were more shocked that you were only now making it official.

When you finally started dating, everything and nothing changed all at once. You still talked with him, still walked with him, but now you talked late into the night, huddled under the sheets with him naked, now you walked with his arm around your waist, pulling you closer whenever you’d stray too far for his comfort. You still ate with him, still drank with him, but now you were sharing meals, sharing drinks. You did everything together that you’d always done, but now his love made itself known to you in every second of every day, in every breath he inhaled, in every breath he exhaled, in every word he uttered, in every touch he savored, in every moment in your presence.

He loved you so immensely, so emphatically, so infinitely, that you thought the only way one could ever be truly loved was to be loved by Gen Narumi.

When you’d stay late and overwork yourself again -completely by accident, you knew he’d scold you otherwise- he’d throw you over his shoulder and carry you to bed. When you’d forget to eat, he’d force feed you food until he was satisfied. He’d care for you even when you forgot to care for yourself. Especially when you forgot to take care of yourself.

And when he’d examine you thoroughly after battles to make sure you weren’t hiding any injuries from him, when he’d admonish you for being reckless even though he himself was reckless, when he’d check your pulse, check your temperature, check your oxygen levels, when he thought you might be even the least bit under the weather, you knew his overbearance was nothing more than love at its purest.

Eventually, you had less and less fainting spells with each and every day that passed, after being so thoroughly and wonderfully cared for by him, and when you did feel the occasional dizziness consume you again, he was always right there beside you, waiting for you to come back to him.

You’d always wondered what the view would be like once his walls came crumbling down, and the sight of his heart laid bare for you made the wait worth it. And it was all yours, he never let you forget that.

And when he finally proposed to you, murmuring, “So I can care for you always,” you simply smiled at him, accepted the ring, and said “You already do, baby, you already do.”

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