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multicohn · 18 days ago

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summary: the rookies notice that their partner is missing from an important race and immediately thinks the worst

warnings: this took me DAYS to do 💀 some might be longer than others but keep in mind that i do like all the rookies and some were just easier to write for — ooc? since i don't know them that well, some might have similar situations but i tried to not have them as the same scenario — missing or misspelled words maybe? i might have missed it cause this is quite long — drivers wanting to die / thinking their s/o died ( jokingly ) — death jokes in general — just the rookies being dramatic and thinking the worse

pairing(s): gn! reader x jack doohan, gn! reader x isack hadjar, gn! reader x ollie bearman, gn! reader x kimi antonelli, gn! reader x gabriel bortoleto ( all written separately )

genre: fluff, dramtic drivers, established relationships

author note: lawson and alonso are not included

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jack doohan - australian grand prix

the first race of the season would be in jack’s home country. he felt excited, but also very nervous. jack wanted to prove that he deserves to be a main driver and that he can pull in results. sure, it’s only the first race, but if he doesn’t prove that he deserved that seat, he’ll be dropped quick.

jack bit his nails as he stood in the garage. he made it into the second round of qualifying, but was easily knocked down the longer it went.

was he upset? yes, but y/n made him see that it wasn't his fault.

now, however, jack hasn't seen y/n since that morning.

he's aware that they're most likely with pierre's girlfriend, kika, but they haven't answered any of his texts either. pierre wasn't worried, use to kika not coming until a few minutes before he had get in the car or she just came and go.

jack wasn't use to it though. y/n normally popped in to see him or at least texted him back.

did their phone die? break? is franco trying to steal them before stealing his seat? ARE THEY BEING THREATENED BY ESHAY'S?

"jack"

nevermind.

“y/n!” jack shouted in relief as they walked towards him

“sorry” they quickly kissed his cheek as kika walked away to do the same with pierre

“kika’s heel broke so we had to go get her a new pair of shoes and my phone went flat”

jack breathed out a sigh of relief before engulfing their partner in a hug.

"i thought i was going to die" y/n rolled their eyes

"i've always made it on time”

“yeah, well, i thought franco was trying something or that you were being threatened by an eshay” y/n nodded while trying not to laugh at the thought of jack thinking an eshay was trying to have a go at them

“i’ll make sure to remember to bring my portable” jack pouted at their words

“no. you’re not allowed to leave me at all on race days”

“what if i need to go toilet?"

"i'll stand outside"

"you can not be serious..."

jack placed his hands on their shoulders and stared right into their eyes.

"dead serious" y/n scoffed and started swatting him away.

"get in the car!"

"you haven't given me a good luck kiss yet!"

"you aren't getting one!"

"oh so you want me to crash?"

"jack!"

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isack hadjar - japanese grand prix

the sound of someone texting him made isack momentarily snap out of his trance and look down. a smile creeped onto his face as the familiar contact name of his partner sat at the top, but it slowly washed off his face as he read through their messages.

loml <3: baby im here!

loml <3: there’s lots of people

loml <3: they have ( favourite food )!

loml <3: hey so…

loml <3: i think im lost.

they hadn't been at the previous races due to conflicts with their own personal schedule, but had reassured him that they would be able to make it for this race and would be by his side for bahrain as well. isack had cheered when they revealed the news after friday's practice sessions ended.

y/n had landed a few hours ago, but isack was already making his way to the track when they did ( he had been dragged and strapped into the car by his manager because isack tried to run off to the airport ).

“isack?” his trainer knocked on the door and called out to him before opening it

“you good, mate?” isack only stared at his phone, his race suit still hanging around his waist

isack took a deep breath in and spun around.

his trainer blinked as he brushed past him, determination obvious. however, isack was walking away from the garage.

"wha — isack?! that's the wrong way!"

"no it isn't!"

the trainer quickly caught up to him and grabbed hold of isack's shoulder. the driver turned around, his determination had slipped and fear seemed to have consumed isack.

“what’s wrong?”

“my partner got lost"

"oh, well..." his trainer had no clue on how to comfort the driver who was trying to pull himself away

"at least they're here?" isack whipped around so fast that it startled his trainer

"that doesn't matter! they aren't with me! i can't race knowing they're not here waiting for me! what if they fell into a ditch and died or something!?"

he watched as his trainer opened his mouth to reply, but it fell on deaf ears as isack caught sight of y/n. he sprinted towards the garage, leaving his baffled trainer.

"y/n!" they didn't even have a chance to turn around before they felt isack crashing into their back, his arms tightly secured around them.

"i thought you fell into a ditch and died or something" y/n turned their head to stare at isack with an offended expression

"why was that your first thought?" isack didn't answer and continued to squeeze them tightly

( his trainer literally had to pull and carry him away from y/n so that he would get in the car )

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ollie bearman - british grand prix

despite their relationship still being relatively new, ollie found himself having "withdrawals" as kimi called it. he felt weird and itchy when y/n wasn’t by his side, but when they were ollie would just aimlessly follow them around. fans thought it was cute and started comparing him to a dog more than a bear.

however, ollie received devasting news on the day of the british grand prix.

they would be late.

ollie thought then and there that he should just die.

the young driver arrived at the paddock with sadness beneath his fake smile. he raced towards the garage, only gave short answers to those who questioned him about something or rushing through with signing something, barely having time for pictures. ollie didn't meant to come off as rude, but he really just wanted to curl up in his drivers room and wait for them, but he couldn't.

esteban who was hit with a sense of boredom wondered why he couldn't hear his teammate's usual chatter and when he peeked around the corner, all he saw is a pouting ollie.

"ollie? what's wrong?"

he mumbled an answer, but due to all the noise, esteban didn't hear a thing.

"what?" ollie huffed as he leaned closer to hear

"my partner isn't here"

he crossed his arms with an irritated expression while esteban glanced over at ollie's team who were all collectively ignoring the upset driver.

"they told me they were going to be late, but i didn't think it would be this late! what if they got into a car accident?!" he only had a few more minutes to spare before they would start forcing him into the car

esteban only nodded along as ollie continued to think the worse — he's certain he heard something about an alien abduction. the younger driver didn't even notice that his teammate had left halfway through until he spun around to see a tired looking y/n just walking in.

if ollie was a dog, his ears would’ve perked up and tail would be wagging.

“y/n!” he cheered before jumping them

thankfully, ollie had enough strength as to not let them fall over.

“ollie, you’re heavy, i can't breathe”

"you wouldn't be talking if you couldn't breathe" they groaned lightly as he pressed their bodies together

“why are you so late?”

“traffic”

“you should’ve ran” y/n scoffed

“yeah, don’t think so” ollie lifted his head from their ( neck / shoulder / chest — depends on height )

“do you… not love me enough?” his eyes widened at the thought while y/n stared silently at him, but that just made ollie grow even more nervous

“why aren’t you saying anything? do not love me anymore?!”

“ollie. get in the damn car”

“and now you’re trying to get rid of me?! y/n, i will cry”

“i don’t think your team will let me near you if you do”

“i’ll kill myself”

“ollie!”

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kimi antonelli - italian grand prix

kimi dislikes the word “possessive”. he isn’t possessive, he just doesn’t trust anyone around partner so they should stay by his side until he’s in the car and then stay beside someone he trusts while he races. that person was george’s girlfriend — carmen, but kimi’s hasn’t been liking her recently since she always stole them away.

y/n is HIS partner. how dare she keep them away from him.

carmen would pop up out of nowhere and take y/n away while george held him back from chasing them down. his partner would be returned before he had to get in the car, but that didn't matter to kimi, y/n should be with him the entire time unless they aren't allowed ( like meetings, but he was able to convince toto to let them in ).

kimi impatiently tapped his foot while george hummed to himself. he didn't speak, but kimi knew the older man was amused by the situation. would it be bad if he took george out right now? toto does favour him and valtteri is here, so it should be fine, right?

an evil glint sparkled in kimi's eyes that george was unaware of since his back was now turned.

"it's his fault for letting his girlfriend take away my partner" kimi nodded to himself as he glared at the taller man

however, he never got to initiate his plan.

"kimi"

"my purpose in life has been restored"

he sprinted towards his partner and snatched them away from carmen ( yes, kimi did glare at her, but she only laughed before going to george ).

“i hate when she does that” he scoffed before wrapping them in a tight squeeze

y/n wondered if their boyfriend was a snake in his past life by the way he hugged them.

“we just lost track of time” they managed to say, but kimi wasn’t having any of it

“you were almost late. i’m going to tie us together whenever she comes”

“you still have ten minutes”

“it would’ve been a hour, but noooo” y/n laughed and kimi finally loosened his hold on them

“sorry, sorry, i know important this race is to you” they threaded their fingers through his hair before pressing a quick kiss to kimi’s cheek

“is that all?”

“you got to put the rest of your stuff on”

“i’ll put it on when you kiss me properly”

“everyone’s looking…”

“y/n. i will not get into that car unless you kiss me”

they felt toto turn towards them and they cursed kimi quietly before pressing their lips to his.

kimi smiled happily and skipped off to put on the rest of his race gear.

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gabriel bortoleto - brazilian grand prix

this particular race weekend had been a huge deal for gabi and y/n is well aware of it. the driver felt bad about not being able to spend much time with their partner, but y/n understood and was able to keep themselves entertained without gabi.

“where are they?” he tapped his foot impatiently while staring at the empty hallway

practice and qualifying has gone well, the crowd went absolutely wild when he managed to push the car to p6, but then a few other drivers managed to get better times and that knocked him down to p10. gabi wasn’t upset about that though, what he is upset about is how his partner has seemingly disappeared the moment they arrived at the track.

sure, gabi does blame himself since he was instantly swept up with journalists and fans that seemed to increase every time someone left. y/n had given him a quick kiss before making their way to the sauber hospitality. gabi didn’t get to check in on them, at least physically, since he had a meeting and other duties to attend to before changing into his race suit. gabi didn’t think anything of it; they might have gone to get food or needed the bathroom.

but, this long? something must have happened.

he didn’t want to think the worst, but he couldn’t help it.

“how likely do you think someone here would be a kidnapper?” nico slowly turned towards gabi who stared at the wall, no thoughts seemingly behind the younger driver’s eyes

“what?” gabi blinked

“nothing” he tried to brush it off, but nico wasn’t having it

gabi sighed and started explain.

“maybe they ate something bad? or lost track of time?”

yeah, that seemed more reasonable than them being lured away and stuffed into a random van.

gabi thanked nico before wondering off back to his side of the garage.

"it's fine. maybe they did eat something bad or didn't realise how close the start time is — it's happened before..." he sighed and crossed his arms before closing his eyes

gabi drowned out the noise and envisioned himself on the track. it calmed his mind, but only slightly.

he didn't know much time had passed since he entered his own head, but gabi instantly recongised y/n the moment they were close enough. they always wear a certain ( perfume / cologne / spray, etc ) that gabi is all too familiar with, it helped that y/n is the only person he knows to wear it.

their arms wrapped around his ( waist / mid-section / shoulders ) and gabi opened his eyes and turned around.

"where were you?"

"i think i ate something weird"

a sigh slipped past his lips while his shoulders sunk in relief.

"at least weren't lured to a van and almost kidnapped"

"what?" gabi shook his head

"don't worry about it"

he pressed a soft kiss to their ( neck / cheek / forehead ) before walking away to grab his helmet. y/n stared at their boyfriend's back, confusion washing over them as they replied his words in their head.

"by the way..." with his helmet now in his hands, gabi walked back over to stand in front of them

"i'm going to handcuff us together if you leave like that again"

"gabi —" he cut them off with a kiss on the lips before quickly making his way to his car while putting on his helmet

y/n only sighed and rubbed their forehead.

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dcxdpdabbles · 3 months ago

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#Holiday Requests your blogs are the sole reason i visit tumblr in the first place. Thank you for feeding my dcxdp brain rot the appreciation is very much reciprocated and i’d like to humbly request a continuation for Jason’s Doll or Mr. Flavor!

After the smear campaign had been dealt with, Tim took time to carefully convince his employees that Scarecrow had somehow dosed the whole building in Fear Gas; that way, they would return to work once he gave everyone a month off with pay to "clean out the vents".

He did not want people to walk away thinking Danny the doll was by any means haunted. It would undo every last attempt to fix Jason's image, which he had carefully constructed.

In a city like Gotham, being dosed with gas was so common that no one batted an eye when Tim called them back. Many of the employees were overjoyed by the paid vacation.

The young CEO had even gone as far as to spread rumors that no one really saw the alleged doll, causing people to assume there was mass hysteria. Everyone was happier this way.

He felt like he could finally relax after weeks of meticulous planning. He went into work assuming the only stress he would experience would be the typical CEO kind.

Then Jason, needing a favor, marched into his office within the first hour.

Tim stares at the doll sitting on his office desk, feeling the blood drain from his face as his brother happily chatters.

"He usually likes to sit by windows. Don't forget to clean him with a damp, warm cloth; his clothes are machine washable." Jason said, laying out some of Danny's tea cup sets. Apparently, his brother had been shopping. "Danny usually has his tea daily at one, but if you're working, I'm sure he'll understand. He can wait."

"Jay..."Tim started feeling Danny staring into his soul. He knew a soul existed, but that didn't stop the thing from being unnerving. Was Danny made entirely of Fear Gas? "Are you sure you can't take Danny with you?"

"I want to." Jason sighed, tracing the fabric of Danny's hair. "But we aren't sure if space travel will worsen Danny's chances of recovery. Normally, I wouldn't take any jobs outside Gotham, but Roy needs help."

Danny's head jerked as if the porcelain neck of the doll had broken, the little head falling to the side, facing Jason. Familiar whispers of hell fill the air, making Tim's stomach drop.

He leans further into the plush of his office chair, wanting to get as far away from Danny as possible while Jason smiles.

"Thank you for understanding, " he tells Danny with a fondness usually reserved for lovers. Tim might have found it sweet if it had not been that he was terrified of Jason's undead boyfriend.

"Please don't leave," He whispers, uncaring how pathetic his voice sounded.

"You're going to find Tim." Jason laughs, shaking his head. "Danny says he likes you!"

Tim's eyes slid over to the doll, feeling himself jump a little when he realized he had turned in his direction. Without a sound. Without Tim, for all his training, even noticing the movement.

There was a moment when he felt like something with sharp teeth grinning at him. The sensation came from behind his left shoulder, and he jerked around, hand flying to his hidden expandable staff in his left pocket. Nothing but the cream color of his wall stares back at him.

He slowly turns back to his guest, Danny, quite suddenly right in front of him, sitting on his laptop. Its slightly watery eyes- painted with the effect- were mere inches from Tim's nose.

The sensation of being watched by a predatory grows. A whimper leaves Tim's lips against his will just as Jason checks his phone and shoulders his travel bag. "Alright, I have to head out. Artemis is on the way here to pick me up. Thanks again, Tim."

"No." He whispers, unable to look away from his own reflection in Danny's eyes. He looks petrified. "Don't leave me here with him."

"Bye, Danny. See you in two weeks." Jason grabs the doll's head in a quick one-arm hug.

A scratching wail from down the hall makes Tim nearly fall over, but Jason only blushes as he leans closer. "I love you too."

Before Tim can find the courage to throw Danny back at him, his brother is up and out the door. Soon, his office is left in utter silence as the duo observe one another.

Tim only dared move an inch once Tam knocked on his door. "Morning, Tim. You're nine o'clock is here; I sent you the required documents for the meeting, and is that a doll?"

Her voice trails off from her typical professional pitch to the one he is used to hearing when the pair reminisce about the time they ran from assassins together. It's far more casual, with just the hints of judgment that Tim can appreciate because it means she's not above calling his bullshit out.

"This...is Danny," He hears himself introduce. "Danny, this is Tam."

His PA cooks one hip, raises a brow, and gestures at the desk where the doll sits. "I thought the rumors about the haunted doll resulted from the night job misunderstanding?"

"No. I worked to cover them up."

Tam rolls the information around in her head before looking at her tablet with a wide smile. "You do not pay me enough to handle haunted dolls. I have to be in conference room 103 in five minutes. I have to check on our coffee orders."

"But Tam-"

"No." She slams the door close. The click-clack of her heels echoes as she struts away, and Tim is left staring longingly at the blurred windows of his glass doors. He looks back at Danny, who has moved again.

This time, the cold porcelain is pressing into his left cheek because Danny is suddenly there. Standing on the arm of his office chair and leaning on Tim's face.

The scream that ripped out of his throat had the security running to his office and Tam dialing the Bats in ten seconds. It didn't help that the scream had traveled through the vents, echoing into the building as every employee looked up from their cubicle with a jump.

"What was that?"

"A little girl go hurt on level seventy-four."

"Isn't that the CEO's floor?"

"Must be one of the thousands of kids the Waynes bring to those charity events."

#dcxdpdabbles #dcxdp crossover #Jason's doll #Part 4 #Tim's pov #I think it's just Tim's narrative at this point #Danny is using his ghost powers- tapping into Frightknight- to scare Tim.#He thinks it's funny #Tim is hyperventing #Jason's space mission is longer then plan #Humor #holiday requests

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starconstruction · 22 days ago

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Fives a Party

Wonyoung + Gaeul + Rei + Liz x Male Reader (Smut)

smut tags: ass eating, pussy eating, 69, feet kink, spitroasting, creampies, face painting, blowjob, fivesome, fsub, fdom, mdom, multiple orgasms, anal, riding, daddy kink, mommy kink, breeding

Word Count 3525, not proof read

this one was quite difficult but a lot of fun, hope u enjoy.

Being a manager for a kpop group is awfully stressful, keeping up with every little detail that makes the success and safety of these 6 girls. It was certainly worth it, the wage was adequate enough to support your family but that wasn't the main reward.

The main reward laid under you, cock thoroughly buried inside Liz's cunt as she squeezed under you skin slapping as you used her body. The girls used you for their pleasure as "paying you back." Well everyone except Leeso that would be weird.

"Hm! Gonna cum Daddy!" Liz gasped, you kept slapping into her crotch reveling in the pleasure of her wanton body. You had a personal preference to which girl you liked to fuck, Liz was second. Thrusting in and out as she let out loud sinful screams.

You filled her up not long after, leaving her full of your load as she laid there, smiling as she came down from her high, "Thanks daddy, I'm going to clean up this filth..." And she left, as casual as that.

The next morning you had some promotion at a music show to attend, waking the girls up was the hardest task of them all. A nuclear bomb could detonate and they would care less, you felt depleted as well at this daily task.

Liz woke up easily enough, probably still content with the fucking from yesterday, sometimes they would withhold waking up if you hadn't given them enough attention recently, they were utterly ridiculous but you loved it. "Wake up Leeso for me, god this task is frustrating.." You asked Liz, happily complying as she walked off.

The rest were all equally as frustrating as each other, having to literally yank them out of bed. But finally after a long 40 minutes everyone was up.

"God you girls are so annoying, go get ready we are leaving in like 2 hours." You said tiredly.

You sat in the living room, scrolling on your phone absently when a minor tug grabbed at your shirt. It was Rei, fully naked as her smooth skin caught your eye. Her eyes looked into yours seductively, the room heated with tension while her hand lifted your chin.

"Y/N!! I'm soooo stressed, may you help me with that?" Her voice was unconvincing, faux stress leaking from her lips as she got closer, her body wash smelt strongly of strawberries as you breathed her in.

"I don't buy that for a second, Rei." You said, humouring her as her finger rubbed your lips.

"Hush, you know I'm full of it.." Rei pressed her breasts against your chest, hand rubbing against your hair as her nails raked into your scalp. Her presence made your breath stop, Rei ranked the lowest in your list but it is really really close.

Her lips bit into your ear morphing into a smile, breath tickling you while you gulped. "Are you really going to reject eating my ass? You were begging for it last week.." She reminded you, the images of you on your knees filled your brain. You knew she'd already won, she knew she'd already won.

"Fine Rei, I guess you won." You choked, words an uphill battle as she was so close to you.

"Yay!" Rei pulled you up, hand embraced each other as Rei brought you to her bedroom, walking past Gaeul as she shot Rei a knowing look. Probably because she's naked.

Rei's room matched her personality, a bit disorderly. Clothes laid everywhere, the scent of her expensive air freshener was always pleasant, it helped to hide the sinful scent of sex. She had a few bottles of water on her desk, but those werent the focus of your attention. The focus of your attention laid comfortable in the middle of her bed.

Rei's body faced away from you, face turned towards the wall as she gave you ample access to her holes, one laid slick with arousal as it tempted you. But that wasn't what either of you were interested in.

Your body found it's way Inbetween her legs that spread automatically for you, beckoning you forth. Something you were more than willing to oblige, tongue licking against her asscheeks as you teased her. Caressing the flesh as you savoured the supple flesh, Rei had an amazing ass. Easily your favourite out of all the ones you've had experience with.

"Do you have to tease me every time?" Rei whined, you two were tempting fate by doing this so close to the schedule, but if she wants it she'll get it.

You ignored her, continuing your voyage into the wonderful body of Rei, kissing and nipping every part of her cheeks, avoiding her awaiting hole that looked oh so inviting, reveling in those desperate whines.

You'd tease Rei for hours had the clock not been working against you, finally giving into her desires as your tongue worked on her asshole, rimming the spongy flesh as Rei moaned out. "Such a good tongue, keep going!" She moaned into her bed.

You breathed in her body wash once more, nose pressed against her back as you tongued her crack, dribbling saliva into her hole as you feasted on Rei.

"Hm so eager.. You are always the best manager!" She praised, hands clawing into her fabric.

A voice called out from behind you two, Gaeul, you paid her no mind as you kept licking. "You two have like 20 minutes and she has to get ready, eat that whores ass quicker please!" She called out, evidently frustrated as she left.

You got the memo, hand finding her clit in support. Her mouth fully covered in her pillow as muffled screeches caught dead in their track. Rei's slick coated your fingers as you brought her to her explosive orgasm. Your tongue not stopping until her high ceased.

"You're welcome Rei." You teased, slapping her firm ass one time "Now get ready, you have 17 minutes."

You drove the girls towards the venue, they had a conversation about something you couldn't hear, frequent giggles came from behind you where they sat. But it wasn't worth paying attention to, focused on the road.

The drive was short enough, dropping the girls off as you sat in the car. Playing various things on your phone as you bode your time, the girls texting you random shit every now and then before their performance.

You watched the performance from your phone, legs kicked up as they kicked ass as usual, certainly one of their best songs. Smiling involuntarily as they danced energetically. The crowd yelled on they finished their song.

The girls clambered back into the desolate van as their voices were much less loud, the previous energy completely drained through the dance. "Kick ass performance, you guys!" You said, handing them all a bottle of water as they shared thanks.

The rest of the drive was entirely silent, save for the soft hum from the radio.

You were laid down on your bed, a long day had passed but it was about to get so much more tiring. A single text came from Wonyoung, "Come to my room I think you'll like what is happening" Her text peaked your interest, rushing over to her bedroom.

The sight surprised you, Rei, Liz and Gaeul acting as eager whores licking Wonyoung's soles, fighting for space as their tongues danced on her feet. Wonyoung had a pleased smile on her face, watching the other members try their hardest to please their queen.

Wonyoung looked at you, eyes piercing yours as she sized you up, room filled with a strong aura of lust. "You look a bit overdressed for my room, strip." Wonyoung demanded, voice filled with authority.

You were so invested in Wonyoung's feet you didn't even realise everyone laid naked, a row of cunts laid in front of your eyes dripping wet as they got off on Wonyoung's dominance.

You stripped bare to match them, cock free to the world as the clothes launched into the pile. Wonyoung smiled, licking her lips.

The room devolved into chaos, all 4 of them moving towards you, no longer interested in Wonyoung's tasty soles, only focused on you.

They were on their knees mere inches from your cock as they locked needy eyes with you "Daddy, let us suck your dick!" Liz whined, "Then be a good group and suck it for me.." You growled, their faces mushing together as they got to work, licking you up and down like the best treat they'll ever receive, winning awards could never compare to this. The eager girls slurping and kissing whatever part of your meat they could find.

The ever eager Gaeul's mouth found it's way to your ballsack, slobbering over it as her tongue licked into your skin, she had the most eager mouth in IVE, making up for her lack of technique with passion. "Fuck.." You moaned out hungrily, admiring the beauty of the girls working beneath you.

Liz and Rei claimed their stake on both sides of your cock, Rei acted more refined than the girl mirror opposite her. Staring at each other as they sent sparks of Pleasure up your body.

Wonyoung doesn't want to share with her fellow girls, perching her hands against your ass as her tongue writhed against your backdoor, "Such a good ass, and it's all mine Y/N." She growled, her dominance marked while she enjoyed your ass.

The combined sinful acts made you weak in the knees, the delectable pleasure of the girls as they slurped up your body, your hands desperately grasped at Liz and Rei's hair, arching into Wonyoung's tongue as you got pushed to the edge.

"I'm gonna cum!" You moaned, Liz pushed Rei onto the ground, head banging against the floor as Liz swallowed your cock, swirling her tongue around the head, you shot your first orgasm of the night into her awaiting mouth, semen pooling while her eyes widened. Wonyoung's insistent rimming not slowing until you stopped orgasming.

The girls eagerly sat below Liz, licking the air as your thick semen dribbled out her mouth, landing in combination with her spit into the open mouths, cream landing on their tongue as they swallowed your load.

The combined arousal shot up to unparalleled amounts, their faces flushed with a dark lust that was willing to consume them all.

Gaeul was the first to act, lips locking with yours as you tasted the faint afterimage of your cum on her tongue as you two fought for dominance, the other girls watching in awe, silently placing bets on who would win. Teeth clashing together recklessly, pushing Gaeul onto the bed eliciting a sensual gasp.

"Tell me Gaeul, what do you want?" You teased, hand pressed In between her legs, stroking her folds as you admired her pussy, the only unshaven IVE girl caught your breath as you had to resist diving into her body.

"Fuck me right now!" She demanded, you replaced your hand with your cock, pressed against her needy hole as you begun to push in, the tightness gripping your shaft, taking every inch as you watched it disappear inside of her. Crotches connecting in a dance of passion.

"Going to start moving, yeah Gaeul?" You asked, she nodded "Put a baby into me." She begged, both of you knew she wasn't going to get pregnant, it'd be disastrous to her career. But you'll breed her anyway.

Gaeul was the tightest, almost to the point of pain as she squeezed the life out of you, pulling in and out of her body, your thrusts struggled to regulate as she kept her grip on you.

The other three girls grew bored, "Liz.. You look so sexy, come here." Wonyoung said, falling back into her dominant role you've endured many times before, you turned your head away from Gaeul. Still eagerly thrusting into her velvety cunt as you watched the two.

Liz sat raggedly in Wonyoung's lap, her face being assaulted by Wonyoung's saliva drenched lips, leaving marks on her cheeks. Hand trailing down her chest as it found its prize, Liz's cunt, needily tightening around the air as Wonyoung's fingers danced against her pink flesh, the sight spurred you on, slamming into Gaeul's cunt with new found vigor.

"Liz honey.." Wonyoung gasped into her ear, voice airy as Liz whined out. "You want my fingers? Fingers in this needy hole? Use your words now." She demanded.

"Yes mommy! Finger me.. Please!" She begged like a little bitch, the younger girl moaning out as Wonyoung pressed into Liz's hole, fingers disappearing as you turned away.

Wet squelching noises echoed against the walls, Wonyoung hammering into Liz, you slamming into Gaeul, Rei wasn't just an idle observer, her fingers rubbing her lower lips as she gasped in pleasure, a voyeur of her close friends.

Gaeul was on the verge of her high, squeezing even tighter than you thought possible. The orgy brought her to a high unable to be replicated, "Fuck fuck fuck, Y/N I'm -" Her voice died out. Her orgasm crashing down on her heavily, your cock fired it's second load, just as intense as the first as you breeded Gaeul with everything she siphoned from you.

Your cock withdrew, pearlescent cum leaking out of her thoroughly used and bred folds, Wonyoung moved quickly. Fingers withdrew as she dragged Liz around, shoving her face into Gaeul's pussy. Causing a loud mewl of over-stimulation as Liz drank your load. "Good girl.. Drink up for mommy." Wonyoung smiled as she grinded Gaeul against Liz's eager tongue.

The sight revitalised you, cock already recovering, if every girl wanted a go you were going to feel this tomorrow, thankfully a rest day.

Gaeul managed to fall off the bed, landing against the carpet as she felt complete. Wonyoung let go of Liz, leaving her bent against the bed as she turned your gaze onto you, wrapping her slender fingers on your length, stroking softly with a comparatively gentle hand.

"Hm, which girl next? Who am I kidding, you'll do what I say. Let Liz ride you." She demanded, hand leaving your cock as she manhandled your body, legs as Liz grinded her sopping pussy against your tip. "I'm going to ride this cock Daddy, enjoy it." She purred, constricting around you, head falling back in pleasure as a cock laid firmly inside of her.

You let her control the pace, not offering assistance as she bounced up and down, nails digging into your stomach as she used your body as a toy. "Fuck Daddy! This cock is always so good." She screeched, wet skin slapping through the air.

She has good technique and a loving body, there's a reason she fought for that second spot, Wonyoung was first but it was close, a flip of a coin and your mind could change. Wonyoung grew tired of watching, approaching your head as she climbed up to your head.

"Be a good boy and let me ride that tongue." Wonyoung chimed, world fading into darkness as all you could do is comply, tongue laid outwards as it reached Wonyoung's juicy pussy, bitter liquid coating your tongue as her flesh grinded on your lips.

"Good good boy!" Wonyoung purred, voice starting to hitch at your greedy tongue, her musk filling your nose as her scent rubbed onto your face, the lack of sight making every slight action pop, every thrust of Liz felt more vivid as you became nothing more than an object for their pleasure.

"Hm, euggh!" Liz moaned, speeding her bounces up, drowning in ecstasy, you were drowning aswell just in a much more slippery liquid.

"Eat my ass! Yes Rei!" Gaeul screeched, so that's what those two were doing. Your vision may be obscured but you have a vivid imagination. Maybe Gaeul was bent down into the floor, head against the carpet as her ass hung into the sky. Desperate for Rei's tongue, maybe Rei was taking her time, maybe she was launching a full on bombardment.

"Fuck Y/N, keep going!" Wonyoung's grinding fell irregular as she used you, unable to handle much more of this as you flicked your tongue into her swollen clit. "Yes.. Fuck!" Wonyoung's voice was cracking, dominance being tested as she came undone, coating you in her squirt as her body gingerly retreated.

The vision of Liz came back into frame, skin red and shining in sweat as Liz struggled to reach her high, Gaeul was not fairing much better against Rei's skilled tongue that pressed into her ass, "Such a tasty ass Gaeul, how have you hid this from me?" Rei cooed, feasting on Gaeul's forbidden hole as Gaeul screamed into the carpet.

"Fuck fuck hm, Y/N! I'm CUMMING!" Liz wailed, head turning light as her body erupted into static. You were not far behind in your orgasm, leaving her warmth as you frantically stroked your shaft, tugging to the sound of Gaeul's moans as another orgasm claimed your soul. Pulling Liz's porcelain face closer as watery spurts covered her cheeks, splattering against her nose as she was painted white.

Each orgasm brought you closer to exhaustion, but you had a duty to fulfill as their loving manager.

You took a moment to recover, temporarily blacking out to the room as you listened to the eager work of the girls, something involving all of them but you couldn't care less as you caught your breath.

Eventually you came back to your senses and climbed out of bed, the sight in front of you beyond arousing, Wonyoung's lubed fingers entered in and out of Rei's tight asshole, Liz took Wonyoung's foot in her mouth, licking it clean of the orgasmic sweat as her head went dizzy from the taste.

Gaeul was aggressively fondling Rei's boobs, in an intricate position as she gave Rei's tongue a way to lick her saturated folds. A beautifully ran system of pleasure, everyone getting attention as sinful muffles came from the mingled bodies, Wonyoung noticed you were watching, smiling as she kept her fingers penetrating the Japanese girls asshole. "Hey, I've got her nicely warmed up for that hard cock, let's take the whore together." She said, pulling out as she gave a courtesy lick.

Liz, now without a role grabbed the transparent liquid and thoroughly doused your cock, it shined against the artificial light as you pressed against Rei's tight asshole. "I'm going to enter now." You warned, she couldn't exactly respond given her predicament, going inwards as she took the first inch.

Rei and you had engaged in anal countless times over the last few months, facing little resistance as her hole took your cock, her ass was formed by the gods itself to take your dick. Lovingly grabbing your meaty length as you barged into her.

Wonyoung returned, you didn't even know she left but she came back with a new ornament. A purple strap, around 8" with a commendable girth, "Gaeul honey, can you please entertain Liz for me?" She asked, hands pulling Gaeul's twisted body out of Rei's sloppy mouth as her cock took her place.

Rei now laid dangling in the air, doubly penetrated with cock as you spit roasted her. Her moans were silenced by the silicone, replaced by an incomprehensible gurgling as Wonyoung hit the back of her throat, desperate to make her gag.

Wonyoung's eyes had a delightful sadism in them, enjoying her member slurping on her strap, no matter how real she felt the arousal starting to run down her leg, your thrusts were much more controlled, burrowed firmly in Rei's ass as you jerked your cock into her body.

"Such a pretty body, even fucking better with two cocks in it." You growled, speeding up your thrusts to match Wonyoung.

"She's really built for cock, maybe we need to do this more often..." Wonyoung suggested, the thoughts of you and Wonyoung using Rei more often made you weak in the knees.

The other two girls laid in the corner, curled up in a circle as they licked the juicy fruit between each other's crotch. Completely focused on each other's taste and scent as they tuned out the rest of the world.

You didn't feel much strength left in you, "Wonyoung.. I'm gonna cum in this sexy ass.." You choked out to the partner in crime.

"Cum in that tight ass! Defile her!" She shouted back, giving you permission as you shot out another orgasm. Soul leaving your body as the world stopped spinning for a second, time standing still as you unleashed your cum into her hole.

You pulled out, Rei's ass fully gaped as semen dirtily trailed down her sweat covered legs, Wonyoung dropped her onto the floor with a loud thud.

Your energy started to wane, Wonyoung frowned as you fell onto the ground at your limit. "You did so well baby. I'll clean everyone up, but let's be clear." She got closer to your ear as she whispered "You are going to fuck me for hours next time..."

The world went black, a satisfied night with your favorite girls in the world.

#smut #male reader #imagines #kpop imagines #kpop x reader #kpop smut #girl group smut #kpop fanfic #kpop fanfiction #ive smut #wonyoung smut #gaeul smut #liz smut #rei smut #fdom #fsub #fanfiction #female idol x male reader

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natashashill · 3 months ago

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desperate times, desperate measures

pairing: older!agatha x reader

word count: 1.6k

warnings: 18+ overstimulatuon, handcuffs, spreader bar, blindfold, one pussy spank, strap, shower sex, praise & degradation, aftercare

a/n: this was high key inspired by @lunargrrrl & her work with director!agatha so everyone say thank you

summary: reader sends agatha scandalous pictures and agatha deals with her

You were needy.

To your defense,you started off bored. However, there was very little that you could do without Agatha. This evolved to your current state of neediness, although you knew Agatha wouldn’t appreciate being disturbed while she worked. You tried to distract yourself, heading out into the pool and letting yourself lounge, but your thoughts quickly centered around Agatha joining you. So you did the next logical thing, you let yourself dry off before sitting on one of the chairs and picking up your phone. You opened up the camera and aligned your body in a way that was more promiscuous than you could claim innocence for, your wet tits on display through your smaller than necessary swimsuit.

Agatha quickly hearted your message, although she was in the middle of an important meeting. It wasn’t until she got out of her meeting and back in her office that she fully saw what you had sent her, along with a few others that you happened to send.

She sent you a warning text, advising you against teasing but when have you ever listened to her. So exactly an hour before she was supposed to come home, you send some more pictures except they’re you naked in bed wrapped in her sheets. Agatha had to place her phone down at that and decided to leave an hour early, hoping to catch you off guard.

And off guard she caught you. Agatha had barely any rules when it came to your dynamic. The first was for you to not disobey her when she instructs you to do something. The second was that you’re not allowed to touch yourself or come without her permission. It was quite a lovely surprise to walk back home and see you spread out in her bed with your hand rubbing frantically at your clit, desperate for an orgasm. She doesn’t move, enjoying your performance as you can barely make yourself come. Eventually, she decided to take some pity on you and make herself known.

“Well look what we have here. My little brat decided to break my rules. For what? You can’t even make yourself cum, how pathetic.”

Your eyes widened as you realized she was standing right in front of you, and you slowly pulled your hand away from your core. She looks down at you while watching you squirm underneath her harsh gaze.

“I’m going to give you a deal since I’m in a forgiving mood. I’m going to leave you here with the vibrator and finish my work, if you take it like the good girl that I know you are, I’ll fuck you with the strap.”

You slowly nod as she rummages through the bedside table drawers, grabbing a vibrator, a handcuffs, a blindfold, a spreader bar, and a dildo. You accept your fate when she goes to bind your hands and feet together leaving you spread out and perfectly out of control for her. She ties the blindfold, and slowly starts placing kisses all the way down your body. She leaves some bites at your inner thighs, her tongue swirling around afterwards to ease the sensation. Her tongue takes one swipe up your dripping core before pulling away. You let out a pitiful moan at that, but she slaps your core in response.

“Alright baby, I’m going to go do my work now. If you need to stop, call out your safe word otherwise I don’t want to hear anything coming out of your mouth.”

At that, Agatha turns vibrator on high and leaves it angled directly at your clit before tying it to you, so you can’t escape it. Your hips jolt upwards at the sudden intensity, but you can’t escape the feeling.

She chuckles and exits the room. She felt a little bit bad about leaving you alone, but she did have to finish her work. She leaves her door completely open, making sure she can hear everything from the bedroom. She takes the time to respond to her emails, slowly dragging out each one as she keeps an eye on the clock. When she decides you’ve had enough, she first makes her way into the kitchen, bringing back some items that she knows you’ll want after this is over.

Coming back into the bedroom, she can’t take her eyes off of you. Your back is arching off the bed, there’s tears streaming down your face, your pussy is leaking all your juices onto the sheets, and your hands are gripping the bed sheets. Agatha goes to untie the vibrator from you, letting your clit take a break. She goes to put on the stap, an 8 inch dildo that she brings out on very rare occasions. She runs her fingers through your wetness once, before lining up her dildo to your entrance.

“You’re going to take me so well, aren’t you baby? Mommy’s going to fuck your greedy pussy now, since that’s what you were begging for weren’t you. You wanted to cum baby. Aren’t I such a good mommy letting you come so many times, even though you absolutely don’t deserve to.”

You do your best to nod but no words come to your head right now. She chooses this exact moment to start fucking you, and all your thoughts fly out the window.

“No words baby? Did you get so dumb that you can’t speak after a few orgasms? Is that all it takes for your head to go empty?”

She continues pounding into you, and your eyes roll back, your pussy is throbbing with all the stimulation but you never want her to stop fucking you. However, your mommy was never that nice. When your thighs start to shake, she pulls out of you, ignoring your pitiful whines.

“Oh my poor baby, did you want me to keep going? I wasn’t sure because you never said anything. You know good girls need to ask mommy before they cum.”

“I’m sorry mommy. Please let me come, I promise I’ll be good, you’re the best mommy ever.”

She chuckles at that before entering you again, and this time she sets an unforgiving pace.

“Such a good girl for me, taking me so beautifully. I can’t stop fucking your pussy baby, you’ve got me hooked baby.”

You let out a moan at that, breathing out Agatha’s name while she continues to go deeper inside, claiming all parts of you.

“Mommy please, I want you so bad. Need you to fill me up please. I just want you.”

She can’t hide her appreciation for that, letting out a moan and fucking you faster, desperate to make you cum. It doesn’t take much longer, and you’re coming again. Agatha fucks you through your orgasming, watching the way you react so keenly. She’s obsessed with you, and she doesn’t know how to stop herself from falling deeper. A whimper from you shakes her out of her thoughts and she delicately pulls out, letting you start to settle down.

She throws the strap somewhere near the bathroom, choosing to focus on you. She immediately unties you, allowing you to finally move again. What she didn’t expect was for you to wrap your arms around her, enveloping Agatha into a hug. She hugs you just as tight while lowering you back onto the bed, wanting you to take some much needed rest. She quickly turns over to present you with some snacks and water, guiding the straw of the bottle to you, while trying to figure out which of the snacks you find most appealing. She settles for some grapes and goldfish, and feeds them to you while you happily lean against her chest, exhausted after the day’s events. She presses gentle kisses to your face, hoping to show just how much she loves and cares for you. When you’ve had enough, you’re nuzzling closer into her and Agatha just laughs.

“Not yet baby girl. Let’s go take a shower and I’ll let you sleep all you want.”

You reluctantly follow her into the shower, she gently guides you inside, before stripping herself of her work clothes and joining you. You smile at her when you realize she’s joining you, and she affectionately rubs your cheek with her knuckles. You let your muscles enjoy the hot water, feeling yourself relax.

You take the opportunity of her being distracted to get on your knees in front of her. You place your hands on her upper thighs and she lets out a moan when she realizes what you’re up to.

“Such a good girl for me. You make mommy feel so good baby, don’t stop. You’re doing perfectly angel.”

Her praise spurs you on, your tongue eagerly twisting and sucking where she needs you. It doesn't take her long to finish, her hands finding themselves in your hair and you eagerly lap up all her juices, enjoying the way she tastes.

She pulls you back from her core trying to get you to stop, “That’s enough baby, you did good for mommy. No more honey, mommy’s sensitive.”

You smile up at her before standing again, and pull her in a kiss, to which she eagerly kisses back. She lets you lead the kiss, enjoying how sweet you are, before she pulls away to get you out of the shower.

She lets you pick out some of her clothes to wear and sits you down in front of the TV while she makes dinner for the two of you.

“Hey sweetheart?”

“Yes mommy?”

“Next time you’re going to show off for me, lose the bikini honey.”

You look up from your plate as she shoots you a wink, and you’re just as desperate for her again.

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#agatha harkness x reader #agatha harkness #x reader #mommy!agatha #wlw #marvel #avengers #agatha harkness smut #talia’s fics ໒꒱.*

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wileys-russo · 6 months ago

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Could I possibly request a blurb for Fresa? Young fresa walking up to ale and just standing in front of her (monster inc. boo style if you catch my drift) and just saying 'hug'. Alexia just picks her up and she buries into Alexia's neck and falls asleep, and Alexia just keeps doing whatever she was doing

Totally okay if no but might be cute x

part of the void universe hugs II a.putellas

now a moody teenager you might not always want the suffocatingly tight bear hugs your sisters ambushed you with, but much younger you were the polar opposite, demanding affection from them whenever you wanted.

alexia in particular was a favorite of yours for obvious reasons, the main being she hardly ever said no.

"hug!" you chirped, holding your arms out expectantly as the sixteen year old looked down at you in amusement. your sister squatting down to your height you exhaled happily as she hugged you tightly, only as she tried to let go and stand up, she couldn't shake you off.

"fres, nena i am trying to help mami make dinner." your sister laughed, attempting to peel you off as you grunted unhappily and clung on even tighter.

"hug." you repeated firmly, the footballer giving in with a sigh and hauling you up, sitting you on her hip and holding you tightly with one arm as she stirred with the other.

"you are a very good hugger pequeña." the older girl smiled, kissing your cheek as your head rested tiredly on your shoulder, eli returning from taking a phone call a few minutes later to find you dead asleep on your sisters hip.

"ale. hug!" the girl glanced up hearing your little footsteps thunder into her room, sat at her desk trying to study she hardly had time to open her mouth before you were stood expectantly beside her with your arms held up.

"hermana i need to study. can you go give mami or alba a hug?" the girl tried to shoo you away gently, but a firm shake of your head and you were wiggling your way beneath her desk.

alexia scooted her chair back a little as you tried to climb up and onto it with her, tiny three year old limbs not quite long enough to let you achieve it. "fresa." alexia couldn't help but chuckle at your persistence.

"hug." you held your arms up and cracking at the adorable pout on your face your sister scooted her chair back more and hauled you up, sitting you on her knee as you clung onto her happily and she shook her head.

"like a little leech." the girl chuckled under her breath, pen poking at your forehead as you looked up at her happily before squeezing her tightly, arms remaining as wound around her taller body as you could as you wiggled to get comfortable.

and when eli came to check in if alexia needed anything a half an hour later, there you were curled up asleep on her knee.

"alexia!" the girl looked up, smile fading as alba burst through the kitchen doors followed by a four year old hot on her heels, scowl on alba's face as her older sister raised an eyebrow. "que?" the girl asked, her friends sat around the table playing a card game.

"fresa is driving me crazy! she will not listen to me." alba groaned dragging her hands down her face. "watch." alba demanded wagging a finger. "fresa, bed time." alba ordered as you shook your head.

"no!" you grinned happily, rocking back and forth on the balls of your feet, your pyjamas on backwards and red clutched tightly in your hand.

"she was supposed to be asleep an hour ago alba. you promised!" alexia warned with a glare, having made a deal with the younger girl to do her laundry for a week if she watched over you while alexia had friends over and eli was at work for the night.

"i tried! it is like she does the opposite of what i say. fresa, sit!" alba demanded pointing down at you as you just smiled innocently up at her. "fresa, do not sit down." alba ordered next, alexia's friends snickering as you sat down on the floor.

"she is not a dog estúpida!" alexia threw a dice at her younger sister with a glare who ducked. "you put her to bed then!" alba scowled, stomping angrily out of the kitchen, door swinging shut behind her.

"alba we had a deal!" "alexia i don't care!"

"oye, and what are you doing fresita?" alexia noticed you trying to drag a stool toward the fridge, her friends all cooing over how cute you were as alexia stood and towered over you.

"hungry." you shrugged, whining as your sister plucked the stool out of reach. "bed time." she warned, pushing your head playfully and holding out her hand for you to take, waving for her friends to skip her turn.

"hug!" you demanded, holding your arms up as alexia happily hauled you up into her own arms, hanging you off her hip as you hugged her tightly and she made her way toward your room.

"bed time diablillo." your sister chuckled, pulling your covers back and trying to drop you into bed, unable to break the iron clad you grip you had going around her neck, hanging off of her like a little monkey.

"fres, no. hermana you are going to sleep!" alexia warned a little stricter, grunting as she tried to pry you away but you whined unhappily and still clung onto her.

"aye dios mio. fresita i have friends over, you are too little to be up this late. mami will be upset!" she tried to remind as you shook your head, fists still balled into her top as she groaned.

"hug." you grunted, wrapping your legs around her for extra grip as your sister sighed, knowing what she should do but that the realities of you not just getting up and following after her once she yanked you off and put you to bed were slim anyway.

"bien. you win little monito!" your sister tugged playfully on your ears and turned around, heading back out of your room and toward the kitchen again.

she dismissed her friends questioning looks with a flick of her wrist, taking her seat again as you got comfortable on her lap, all of the other girls cooing and awwing as to be expected within a few minutes you were dead asleep in your sisters arms.

and when eli got home later that night thats exactly how she found you, clinging on tightly to your eldest sister whose long legs and arms hung awkwardly off the edges of your tiny kid sized mattress, with you curled up happily on top of her like a cat.

you and your hugs.

#alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas imagine #woso x reader #woso fanfics #woso imagine #woso blurbs #🍓☀️

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rissouu · 1 year ago

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could you do a plug! eren x reader where eren gets super overprotective 🩷

yesss ofc! im sorry this took a while i just had to get some damn motivation 😭 i been slacking.. my bad pookies!

his hands stayed wrapped around your waist as you walked through the mall, he promised to take you on a shopping spree. and right now the only thing you really needed were shoes— so foot locker it was.

it was like eren could sense all the stares you were getting, in his eyes those tiny ass the shorts you wore barely covered up anything.. (he was just being dramatic, the shorts weren’t that tiny but he still hated them.) he made a mental note to toss the shorts out as soon as you two made it home.

he tried getting you to change before you guys even arrived at the mall, but of course you weren’t going to listen to him— you never did. that’s one of the characteristics he loved about you but that didn’t make it any less annoying.

when you finally reached the famous shoe store, you couldn’t hide your excitement. you’d always been a sneaker head after all, always having the newest pair of dunks or jordan’s, a lot of people envied you because of it honestly, but oh well.

you couldn’t resist snatching out of eren’s hold and practically running towards the shoes on display. the dunks that you’d been wanting for months finally dropped, and you just had to get them before they sold out.

“ma you know how i feel ‘bout you walkin’ off on your own,” he made his way back over to you, annoyance evident on his face. eren hated when you did this, he wanted(needed) to be by your side at all times. why couldn’t you understand that?

“im sorry babyyy, i just really need to check if they have my size!” you bent over to take the shoe off the rack— completely forgetting that your shorts were the type to rise up when you did so.

you didn’t think too much about it and stayed in your current position— throughly inspecting the shoe. the color looked better online but shit, it was still cute.

eren eventually got tired of standing, he knew how you got when it came to shoes. he’d be standing there for a whole damn hour fucking with you, so he just sat down on one of the benches used to try on shoes.

he always got so bored coming to stores with you because you always tuned him out and wandered off on your own. you were addicting to shopping and even more addicted to shoes.. the only thing he could do was sit down and go on his phone, since you’d clearly be taking forever.

you were so focused on the baby blue shoes that you hardly even noticed anyone’s presence behind you, turns out one of the workers had been eyeing you for quite a while now.. waiting for his chance to make a move. your beauty caught him off guard and he knew he couldn’t let a fine thing like you just walk away.

“hello welcome, did you need help with- oh god damn..”

that was enough to finally get eren’s attention off his phone as his eyes snapped towards the scrawny dude licking his lips— enjoying the sight of your shorts working against you.

with a low chuckle your man stood from his seat, slowly inching towards you to make his presence known. he snatched you by your waist— easily causing your form to straighten out. he took his eyes off you for one second and you’re bent over with them little ass shorts on?

he had half a mind to just fuck you right here and now to let all these muh’ fucka’s know who you belong to, but luckily he had enough self restraint.

“i’ll kill you right now man, ion even play like that. better walk yo’ ass on somewhere,” eren slightly lifted his black tee— flashing his gun that was strapped on his waist. he roughly yanked you behind him so the fucker wouldn’t dare to look at you again, and the only thing you could do was let him.

not that you would’ve resited anyway, you loved when eren got aggressive like this (not that you’d ever admit it).

“o-oh that’s you? i apologize i didn’t-“

“’fuck up talkin’ to me yo, you got five seconds to walk away before i put a bullet in you.” one death glare from eren was enough to send the worker running off in fear.

you stayed silent because you knew better than to say anything when he got like this, you were in for it once you got back home.. that’s for sure.

“fuck those shoes, we’re leaving. and as soon as we get in the car i want them shorts off,”

#malora’s works!#req’s 💋#inbox answered <3 #whewww let me know how i did yall idk how i feel about this #plug!eren #plug!eren x reader #aot x reader #aot fluff #aot smut #eren jaeger smut #eren jaeger x reader #eren x reader #eren yeager x reader #inbox 📥

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ken-jaku · 1 year ago

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pretty nose, pretty boy. zayne from love and deepspace

there's a huge chance my phone may have distorted the quality to make it look like he has a dorsal hump but idc! i like the idea of it sm that im gonna lie to myself!

content warnings. suggestive content (smut), pussydrunk!zayne, both fem!reader and zayne are virgins, fingering, oral via face riding, zayne has a dorsal hump, semi!public sex (at akso hospital for the plot😼). vague mentions of zayne's asphyxiation kink, brief mentions of pining, nervous/anxious reader. verbal consent (zayne strictly wants words, no hums or nods). zayne is naturally dominant in this... idk what came over me. overstimulation. cumming right after an orgasm cause "love knows no bounds" :D mention of jealousy towards rafayel. reader has doctor/patient kink? all this on the first day of dating is crazyyy shit writing, haven't published anything since 2016 and that was a 5 chapter, 300 words each, wattpad story on hanahaki💀 huge chance i might edit this again later

word count. 5.09k words

"zayne?" your words are almost like a whisper as you squirm on the couch, impatience and anxiety riddling you as you can't wait to get dinner and execute your plan of either a.) finally getting a longer kiss compared to the two-second one you had earlier or b.) getting said kiss and have him hang out for a few more minutes after he walks you to your apartment. your boyfriend of just a few hours, which still feels rather unreal, sat across the room from you, hard at work. his long, scarred fingers tap away at the keyboard before him. a soft, short hum leaves his lips in acknowledgement of you.

said hum goes, unintentionally, ignored as you couldn't stop staring at him. the way his long eyelashes gently graced his lids, his nose twitching ever so slightly to shift his glasses as he focused on the computer screen. his beauty- his very being was captivating.

you never noticed it before but his nose had a small, almost unnoticeable, dorsal hump. soon enough, your mind went where no one's should be, especially on the day you confess and start dating. you wanted to fuck his face, plain and simple. sure, it was a bit too soon to have those thoughts but, really. who cares? you cuffed a pretty man with a pretty nose- you just can't help yourself!

"are you alive over there?" your physician's monotone voice almost makes you jump, "you've been staring at me for quite a while," his voice now laced with faux concern, "i couldn't get your attention for almost a minute."

you clear your throat, smoothing out your dress as you stand up. your fingers picked at each other as you got closer to him. zayne's mind drifts briefly from the task at hand as he watches you through the corner of his eyes, taking in the long silk sundress you chose to wear. the dress hugged all the right places and was quite flattering on you. for it to be the first formal piece of attire he'd see on you- it was like a blessing.

"when are we gonna leave? our reservation's in thirty minutes." you sigh, leaning over his desk and taking a peek at his computer before ultimately resting your head on the wooden surface, staring at his hands as the unfamiliar terms and long words on the screen annoyed you to no end.

"soon, my love, and stop hurting yourself. we won't be late." he places his left hand in yours, eyes not leaving the screen before him as he holds his breath in your presence. that was the end of it. you knew him well enough to know that. your begging would only result in the same monotone voice, the only difference being the almost unnoticeable annoyance that laced his words. it made no sense to fight back. you struggle not to release another sigh, your eyes never leaving the handsome man in front of you.

well, at least he has his beauty going for him despite being strict.

your hand reaches up to his face, delicately tracing the lines of his nose, following the curve of his high nose bridge upwards with your finger. just as you barely tilt his glasses, he stops you— his large, cold hand gripping your wrist. the interaction sends shivers down your spine as his eyes stare into yours with an intensity that leaves you wanting.

zayne finally lets out a breath, "is there something on my face for you to be staring at it for so long? the more you distract me, the longer this will take." your nickname follows— the word leaving his mouth sweetly in comparison to the others.

a murmur leaves your pretty, glossy lips, having swiped your tongue over them one too many times in the past three minutes, "you just have a pretty nose..." you trail off.

your physician tilts his head, eyes never leaving your face as he reads your body language. you were nervous- that was obvious but you were also hiding something, "what do you like about it?"

your cheeks feel warm and you find yourself averting his gaze as your head leaves the desk, the area now occupied with your elbows, "you have a dorsal hump."

he hums, "that i do... is that all you like?" your breath hitches and you cross your legs.

planting your palms on the wooden surface, you quickly attempt to rise from the desk only to find yourself being pulled back into place. zayne had dragged you back to him with the same singular hand that gripped your wrist. he was enjoying this, you could tell. it was never in his nature to pry so deeply even when it pertained to him so to see him show his true colours the day you begin dating...

"zayne..."

"come here." he hoarsely whispers as he stands up, taking a step closer to you before pulling you towards him, closing the distance between you two. his hand finally lets go of your wrist, opting to place both of them at the sides of your body, resting them on the desk behind you. you feel yourself leaning further against the table as he gets closer, until eventually, you find yourself almost sitting on it. he had you trapped.

zayne sighs, his head now resting on your shoulder as you eye the way his hand moves. just barely brushing your hip, he slides his hand down from your lower arm into your palm. one thing about zayne: he frequently has dreams about you- perverted ones at that. he was never proud of them but, god, did he indulge in them whenever they came along. you'd walk around the hospital every week, clueless about how he wished to secretly take you, not in front of everyone, though- he wants it to be away from prying eyes, but never prying ears.

while roaming akso and attending to duties, he'd regularly spot you in the corner of his eye- he doesn't like to admit it but he does make an attempt to cross paths with you at least once before seeing you in his office when you come for appointments. in your little skirt, you'd bend down to receive the same drink from the same secluded vending machine- the plush of your thighs on display for him to see. the sight would always leave his throat dry as he either speaks to you, forcing himself to let go of all the lewd thoughts and have a proper conversation, or he turns around quickly, as if he'd committed a sin, only to come back to that very same area every two weeks to commit the same act.

sometimes, just as he's about to address you, he hears your friend calling out to you with a sulky demeanour. it was always that same friend named rafayel too, never anyone different. deep down, he wishes for that kid to stop clinging to you like a lost puppy, showing up at akso, begging for your attention as he claims he fell down the stairs or got a cramp in his finger. he also occupies a hospital bed from time to time by admitting himself when he really doesn't need to but that's the least of zayne's grievances with him. zayne's always dreamed of wanting everyone, especially rafayel, to know you're his. and now that you two are dating, he's one step closer to said desire.

you feel two pecks on your shoulder blade and one on your palm. he brings your hand up to cup his cheek, "tell me what else you like about my nose, (name)." his tone was more commanding than anything, seemingly laced with jealousy and annoyance- not towards you, of course- never towards you. he'd never spoken to you that way before but, god, do you like it.

you watch as his fingers graze yours softly, his eyes only ever leaving yours when he closes them, revelling in the warmth your hand brings his cold, freezing body.

"i... " you feel his knee grazing your thigh as you try to spit something out.

"you can say it. no matter how vile and vulgar your thoughts may be... i want you to say it," after reassuring you, he asks once more, "what else do you like about my nose, (name)?"

a soft gasp leaves your lips as you feel his knee push further up your dress, "say it," he whispers, his lips now grazing your ear as his hand reaches for the back of your neck.

"i love how easy it looks to ride, zayne, fuck-" your words get muffled as zayne kisses you intensely. the feeling has you dizzy as the farthest you've gotten were the pecks initiated by you earlier that day and the ones he initiated just a few minutes ago.

his other hand grips your waist tightly as he presses himself into you further, his hands now the only thing keeping you from falling back onto the table. with the way he handled you, it was like he couldn't get enough. your very scent allured him.

"is this okay?" his lips withdraw yours as he begins leaves pecks on your cheek and neck as he awaited your response.

a nod and hum left you as you stared at the windows, looking at the reflection and taking pleasure in the way he kissed your body. but he stops.

as you were about to turn to him and ask what was wrong, a strict stare was all it took. his brownish-green eyes pierced into yours in the reflection of the glass. his eyebrows raised as he waited for something from you. he wanted words. he needed to hear, through proper verbal communication, that you wanted this.

"yeah..." you sound almost breathless facing him, "yeah, i wanna do this."

a small smile reaches his lips before he kisses you again. more deeply, more lovingly. he was relishing in your very being. the girl who he'd pined for was finally his after fifteen long years.

the hand gripping your hip would soon spread around your waist as the other rested on the fabric covering your thigh—a fabric that he would push up in annoyance as he needed to feel you bare.

his thumb would involuntarily twitch, grazing and pushing at your cunt as he squeezed and rubbed the plush of your inner thigh, the cold pressure being felt through the sheer panties you wore had you shivering.

"zayne.." your impatience was getting the best of you and zayne could see it. he chuckles as he bunches your silky sundress up at your waist and hooks his long pointer and index fingers around the last piece of fabric that bars you from him- teasing him with the dampness that left it looking a deeper colour than usual.

before he can ask, you give him the confirmation he needs, raising your hips, "take it off... please?"

he obeys, a little too willingly as if his patience was also wearing thin, and a soft 'fuck' leaves his lips as he stares at your dripping cunt, the vulgar word shocks the both of you.

he can only chuckle as he eyes the dress straps that had fallen off your shoulder, "the things you do to me." ever so slowly, his cold hands push the straps further down, pulling your arms from out of it. your breasts were now on display for him as the dress slid down, grazing your sensitive nipples in the process and stopping at your diaphragm.

you look away, gnawing on your lip. it set a weird feeling in your stomach knowing he was fully dressed in his doctorly attire while you were bare, exposed for him to see- for him to examine. you feel his hand rest back on your cunt, the other hand grasping your chin to look at him. he wasn't overly rough but the hold was quite strong and decisive. every breath and movement from zayne exuded dominance.

"don't hide from me, pretty girl, you know better than that." the pet name has you shuddering, paired with the fact that he began to gently prod at your entrance with his index finger before allowing you to suck him in completely, his thumb softly touching your clit occasionally as he inspects you.

his lips find yours once more, his tongue prodding your mouth and you can't help but whine at the feeling as he slowly introduces another finger. with every touch from him, you feel your breath leaving and your hands gripping harshly at the edges of the tables, almost piercing your skin.

zayne eventually touches something. something that leaves you even wetter than before. his fingers prodded and rubbed at you- at that spongy spot in your cunt that's been begging to be touched by him for a while.

"oh, wait- fuck!" you break the kiss as an involuntary hiccup leaves you. zayne grunts in annoyance, pushing lips back onto yours in an instant- his fingers increasing in momentum as he targets that pleasurable spot.

you find yourself sliding off the edge of the table as your body trembles with every thrust. despite still gripping the table, you almost collapse onto your knees if not for the man in front of you catching you. all while holding you, zayne doesn't let up- the squelching sounds your wet entrance makes flood the room, fueling him to keep going. he was so hell-bent on making you cum one way or another.

"c'mon, be a good girl for me. do this one thing for me 'n i'll let you ride my face. c'mon pretty girl." you couldn't see his eyes anymore. his fringes covered them as he looked down at your cunt, taking in the lewd noises that followed with every thrust of his finger and the clear, wet mess that started to drip down your thighs.

you can't help but nod, "anyth-ing for you." the abuse on your cunt and the way his mouth kisses at your nipples and sternum were taking your breath away. he was touching at all the right spots at all the right times.

your head throws itself back as the increasing pressure builds up in your stomach and you can't help but hold his wrist in an attempt to try and push him off of you. zayne, still, is relentless in his actions but he does raise his head to read your expressions and listen to your mumbled, repetitive 'yes's affirming him of how badly you want it.

"gonna cum. gonna cum, please lemme cum." you repeat over and over again as your nails dig crescent moon shapes into your lover's lower arm.

zayne chuckles, his fingers continuing at the same pace, never ceasing, "you can come whenever you want to, lovely. your hand is what's pushing me away."

your eyes shut tightly as the orgasmic feeling washes over you, basking in the complete and utter loss of the control you have over your body. you feel your eyes roll into into the back of your head behind your lids and your mouth parts as broken, whiny moans leave your lips. your lover smiles as he feels your walls spasm, clamping around his fingers repeatedly, harmonious with the way your thighs shiver.

you come down from your high rather slowly and zayne lifts you up, helping you move closer to the couch while you try to get your eyes to focus and attempt to beat the fatigue washing over you.

"you said you wanted to ride me, hmm?" zayne hums, itching in anticipation unbeknownst to you. you nod a bit nervously as you try to catch your breath, watching as he sits down and brings you to him by your waist, bunching your dress at your hips in the process. your cunt was almost lined up with his mouth.

"zayne, wait. i think i'm still s-ensitive," you say between gasps as you feel his breath fanning out onto your clit.

a hum leaves his lips and he looks at his watch briefly, "i don't think we have that much time, my love. it'll feel good, i promise. but if you want, we can wait until later tonight?" he kisses your thigh. there was no way in hell you were going to 'wait until later tonight.' the ache in your cunt from the anticipation would be too much for you to handle.

"hmm, it's okay..." you shake your head as you whisper tiredly, the post-orgasm drowsiness hitting you hard. he smiles as he lays down, taking you by the hand and leading your body closer to his face. his hands reach up towards his glasses. daintily holding them by the frame, he slips them off his face to place them on the glass table to the side of you.

the sight makes you pout and zayne, being zayne, catches it.

"what? do you also like my glasses too?" he smirks, bringing your hips to lay on him. you nod as you hesitantly let yourself be guided onto his chest.

"and when you get too rough and you break them, what then?" he questions, sass lacing his tone while his eyes focus on your cunt, watching it drip all your cum all over his shirt. the fact that he said 'when' and not 'if' had your body twitching. still, annoyance riddles your body and you roll your eyes. he's always ten steps ahead of you.

“ugh.. you’re so…” you’re at a loss for words and zayne can’t help but smile at your reaction.

he grips your hips roughly pulling you up to his face, "hmm...that's enough banter for now. don't be shy. 'm gonna ease you into it. and yes...i'll be fine, i promise."

with the constant reassurance, you build up enough courage to sit on him and almost immediately does his tongue find your clit, occasionally tracing around your labia and prodding your entrance.

"ha— zayne. wait!" a high-pitched strangled moan leaves your lips and the man grunts under you as your body lifts itself off of him in shock. zayne feels his eyes almost roll into the back of his head as he briefly catches a glimpse of how your pretty, puffy cunt pulsates around absolutely nothing. as he comes to his senses, his arms quickly lock around your legs, bringing you back down and keeping you in your rightful place— on top of him.

your moans get louder and louder and soon enough zayne finds himself humming satisfyingly into you, sending vibrations all throughout. to hear your cries of pleasure just from this, alone? while you tasted so good? zayne was in his own icy wonderland.

"waited years for this pussy and it's finally mine." he mumbles deliriously, and you nod, "all your— hmpf, fuck, all yours." he was fucking insatiable, arms tightening around your thighs as he forced you to press further down onto him. tears start to well in your eyes.

at this rate, zayne's cock was harder than ever before and you, yourself, notice that as you lean back, palm accidentally pressing down onto his erection, touching on the bounds of both pain and pleasure for him. a soft moan leaves him as he takes his mouth off of you for a moment, thick cock throbbing with want.

"wait," he says between shallow gasps for air, "not yet. i just want to focus on you right now... can you let me do that?" you nod and he slaps your thigh, which quickly has your spurting out multiple 'yes's in an apologetic tone.

you feel your body lifting to which you whine, tears falling in thick globs as you unconsciously hump the air for some needed friction, your pussy once again clamping around nothing, as you assume some sort of punishment was about to begin.

zayne watches you amusingly. it was quite a pathetic sight- one he loved, don't get him wrong but the thoughts that flowed into his mind weren't nice— slapping your ass, pinching your thigh or edging you every time you forgot to properly address him, tears falling down your face as you apologize and pout, begging to be fucked. god, he could feel his cock twitch in his pants.

it was the first official day of dating, though, so he wanted to cut you some slack and slowly ease you into things.

he finally puts you back down- noticeably, a bit further up his face. his arms lock you back in place, preparing himself in case you decide to run away from him again.

if anything, he'll ease you into things by forcing you to fuck yourself one orgasm into the other on his face.

"ride my face. fuck yourself using my nose." those words have your cunt spasming as you don't hesitate to listen to him.

your body jerks slowly as you ground down on him, his tall nose repeatedly tapping and prodding at your clit. zayne doesn't hesitate to continue his past ministrations, his tongue flat against you, sliding across your folds with every thrust from you.

"z-zayne. fuck." you moan as you grip the couch's arm for dear life, your body unconsciously speeding up as you look at the boy beneath you sitting so still and pretty for you with his eye half-lidded as his mouth softly parted. and, of course, the stimulation from his nose was just not helping.

zayne was drenched, soaked with your juices and he wouldn't let up. air lessened with each breath for him but he didn't care. in fact, he pushed his head further up into you. he loved it. he loved drowning in you.

"would love to have you sit on my face more often," he murmurs to himself as he feels your fingers entangle themselves in his hair, thighs locking and trembling around his head from the vibrations. zayne pushes his head up into your cunt even further, the hump on his hose throwing you for a loop.

"zayne. zay—fuck, fuck. oh, god!" you just couldn't get his name out of your mouth. it's as if he was currently conditioning you to focus on him— to know only him in this moment. he smiles, "it's alright, you can cum, baby. no one's stopping you. get off on my nose and mouth, baby. that's it." the sounds his face created with your pussy were oh, so lewd. it filled the entire room as your physician acted like you were a cup of fresh water waiting for him after he stayed in the sahara for a little too long.

soft whimpers leave your lips as you feel yourself sobbing. the pressure building up was too intense.

"come on, give it to me." the man under you grunts as he feels his dick twitch incessantly. no matter how badly he wanted to, zayne just couldn't resist palming himself. his tongue continues to fuck you sloppily, relishing in the act as he lapped up the savoury, dripping cum from you and spit from him like a dog. all while he played with your nipples, either groping, slightly grazing, or circling them. you name it.

you feel your legs thrash as a loud moan rips from your throat before you even realize what's coming. your body can't stop shaking and all you see is white yet zayne doesn't stop eating you out, his lips now encircling your clit and as he grips your legs even stronger, forcing you to relish in the harsh suction and vibrations as he moans along with you from the sight of you before him.

you squirt all over him, short bursts leaving your cunt to shower the man under you. the shock and embarrassment don't even last long as a gasp in pleasure leaves you- zayne was still on you, eyes closed as he lapped up every last drop you had offered him. he realized you came, his dick leaking pre-cum and twitching from the fact, but never truly processed it, fucking you through your orgasm and into the next one while not taking into account your sensitivity. you had no time to catch your breath.

"h—hey. wait... zayne!" you squirm. he hums unconsciously as he digs himself further into your cunt, overstimulating you with the flicks of his tongue. it's as if he can't stop. it's as if can't hear you. or maybe he just doesn't want to hear you.

"no more! hmphf— shit!" you repeatedly tap his shoulder as you continue to shake, your hips unconsciously still grinding into his face while your upper body rocks with sensitivity, nipples harder than ever and goosebumps riddling your skin. your thighs were practically squeezing his head now.

"one more for me baby, one more. please. just one more for me." zayne murmurs as he gasps for air. he looks as if he's lost his mind. his hair is dishevelled, with some parts of his fringes sticking up while the rest just barely covers his eyes. he really looks like a pervert that came straight out of a hentai in the moment. it was quite a sight.

the longer you stare, the more he looks blurry- your vision was becoming obscured, your senses simultaneously heightening as a result while the pressure in your tummy begins to build once more.

"hng— zayne, 'm gonna cum!" you sob, voice booming throughout the entire office as you feel yourself twitch, overstimulation ravaging your body. zayne's nails dig further into your hips, breaking skin, and the sharp pain allows you to finally let go. your back arches as your orgasm engulfs you, cum squirting out of you in bursts smaller yet more powerful than earlier.

"oh fuck—" a low, cracked whine leaves your boyfriend, his neck arching as he struggles to contain himself from quivering. his body shudders as he gently kisses your cunt and thighs. a fucked out look paints his face as he tries to catch his breath, his hand softly rubbing your waist in an attempt to calm you— and himself— down as he feels unusually lightheaded.

silence follows for a bit as you come down from your high and push yourself off of your lover's face who seemed very quiet—and not the usual quiet. there was something different about the air. hesitantly, you sit on his chest.

"zayne," you whisper nervously, "are you okay?"

zayne clears his throat, blinking harshly at the ceiling with his chest still heaving as his ears and cheeks are dusted red- his pretty mouth red, swollen and glistening with you. he swallows, avoiding eye contact with you as he tries to collect himself. you've never seen him like this... so shy, so embarrassed.

the silence that follows as your question goes unanswered causes anxiety to riddle through you, "did i do something wron-" "no," he interrupts not wanting to upset you in any way, "just... a minor miscalculation."

feeling relaxed, you push yourself down further onto his waist in an attempt to lay on top of him, "a minor miscalculation? what-"

oh.

you're shocked... and flattered as you feel a deeply soaked wet spot on his pants.

"i was too distracted and forgot about resisting my orgasm," he murmurs, not making eye contact. you smile, "hmm, i can tell. but don't be embarrassed, zayne. i find it a little hot... well, very hot." you chuckle. the reassurance was nice but, truth be told, he wanted his first load with you to be inside your glistening cunt, with you begging and pleading with him to give it to you, just like in his dreams.

one side of his lip curls up slightly, "i still can't believe i orgasmed untouched. though, this is my first time so i suppose it's not unusual."

just as you're about to lay on his chest, your body jerks upwards, "wait, what? you're a virgin, too? how'd you even know to do all th-"

"human anatomy," he interrupts, "being a surgeon, your physician and your boyfriend- it's quite necessary. and though i don't watch, a common assumption would be pornography."

embarrassment riddles your face and you mentally berate yourself for asking a stupid question as he kisses you, "... and i may have read some forums." his tone was soft and wispy, almost slipping past your ears. curiosity runs through you as you look up past his head at the computer. oh, that search history needed to be investigated.

"don't even think about it. i have a computer for work and another for personal use." he rolls his eyes.

gently, he lifts you from his waist and places you onto the couch just as he rises from it. he begins unbuttoning the cuffs of his dress shirt, wiping your cum residue from off his face onto the sleeves, "relax a bit. you need to come down from your high. we shouldn't miss the reservation if we leave in a minute... or three."

"wait, what about your work?"

zayne stops untying his tie to look at you. his head tilts and his eyebrow raises in the most comical way possible as if to say 'you can't be serious right now.'

"okay, fair. and.. your clothes? do you have an extra pair?" the moment you close your mouth you see zayne open a large closet filled with various button-ups and dress pants for varying occasions. as you take a closer look, you notice that they're organized by gradient and paired. not a single piece of clothing was out of place.

it was your turn to give him 'the look' as you scanned the closet before pointing at a paired outfit, a black turtleneck with matching dress pants. looking in that direction, zayne nods, taking the clothes from out the storage unit and undressing himself.

you feel your cheeks warm as you catch a glimpse of his bare back. you have yet to see him undressed and, to be honest, you don't want it to be now considering the two of you had plans after dinner. the sooner you fix your clothes the faster that time will arrive so that's what you do.

looking away, you notice something is missing- your panties. you quietly search for your underwear and it's nowhere to be seen. you scan the concrete floor and the velvet couches before directing your attention to the akso employee, only to catch him pushing sheer material into his pocket in silence just as you were about to query the fabric's whereabouts.

the two of you make eye contact once more. his face holds no emotion but he does turn around rather quickly, blush blooming at his ears once again as he looks at his computer before closing it and gathering the rest of his belongings.

note(s)💀. no one can come for me about the dorsal hump cause i found someone that happens to think the same thoughts as me! also i just finished day 2 of the valentine event??? zayne may have a sensitive neck ??? or am i just delusional??? + fav zayne edit if u care😼 also if i forgot something in the warnings plz dont hesitate to tell me! + i would love constructive crisitism just be nice abeg.

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roordismo · 2 months ago

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Top Bins - Alexia Putellas

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word count: 690 | summary: late night practice

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Alexia always did after-training practice whenever team training wrapped up, it became a habit after she had rehabbed for so long, an extra push to get back to the level she used to be at. You teasingly called her an ‘overachiever’ for it, even though you’d sometimes tag along with her.

The two of you spend countless nights just doing something extra to keep your form up. Tonight was no different, planning on spending your time with Alexia as you always did. It had gotten quite a bit darker outside as you walked out on the same pitch you trained on less than an hour ago. The pitch was completely cleared of all training equipment by the staff, though they were kind enough to keep the lights on. As you looked down at your phone, Alexia came walking out on the pitch, putting her stuff next to yours. The both of you agreed on practicing free kicks this time.

After a few decent attempts you put the ball down again, adjusting it so it stayed in the ‘perfect spot’. “Míra esto Putellas, top bins, I can feel it.” You said confidently with a smug grin on your face. She chuckled at your confidence, “Yeah? Are you gonna put your money where your mouth is?” Giving her a glance as you lined up to take your shot, you responded, “Absolutely, I always back my statements up.” The ball went flying over, not even remotely close to the crossbar, hitting the fence behind the goals with a loud thud. “So that was supposed to be top bins?” She raised an eyebrow, mocking your confidence from earlier. “Era una broma, you didn’t think i was serious did you?” You asked, trying to cover up your shitty attempt, even though you were embarrassed not being able to follow up your words. “Oh this isn’t your best? Maybe I should've waited before judging you then, go again.” She dared you as you picked up the ball from the goal and put it back in the same spot around the 16-yard box. You watched the ball fly through the sky, only for it to land on the roof of the net. “Es esto todo lo que tienes? Are you sure you’re not aiming for the wrong bins?” She chuckled, pointing at the top corner of the goal. “Whatever smartass, let me do this perfectly now.” You lined up again, as she called out, “Don’t overdo yourself, tryhard!” “Third time's a charm they say.” You shouted right back at her before taking the shot. The run up was perfect, you hit the ball perfectly this time and drove it right into the top corner Alexia pointed at a minute ago.

"And how’s this for top bins Ale? I told you I could do it” You added cockily, a big grin spreading across your face as she rolled her eyes. “What did I say, you’ve doubted me the whole time.” Going on about the fact you just hit top bins, forgetting about all the previous misses. “So now you’re an expert of course, it was a lucky shot!” She teased, putting her hands up in the air as she chuckled at your response. “A lucky shot? It was pure skill! I’m the next Ballon d’Or winner for sure!” You went on, “You’re really full of it tonight.” Giving you a little shove at all your bragging, stepping closer towards you. “You’re just jealous you didn’t-” Alexia shook her head, tugging your collar firmly before pressing her lips down on yours, catching you by surprise.

A small smile appeared on her face after she pulled away. “I’ll give you something to brag about.” she said proudly. “Hm yeah, this might be better than hitting that shot.” you responded, grinning like a child. Then she moved away from you, leaving you clueless on what was going to happen next. She put the ball back down, right before effortlessly sending it into the left corner of the goal. There she stood, laughing whilst looking at you. “Fine, you win Alexia…” you jokingly sighed. “Someone had to show you how it’s done."

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first time in forever again, any errors lmk x

#barcelona femeni #woso #woso x reader #alexia putellas x reader #alexia putellas #espwnt #barca femeni

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domxmarvel · 13 days ago

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Small town girl

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Pairing: Billie eilish x Female!Reader

After her loss at the Grammys,not coming away with a single win for an album she poured her heart and soul into. She felt empty and couldn't deal with the cameras and people at least not for a while. She packed a bag,driving and driving until she reached a small town. Cozy and quiet with a small inn. The town had electricity but the internet was horrible,most people here lived without it. Using old televisions,radios and landline phones. It was like traveling back into the past and she enjoyed being cut off from the world. It was yet another day of her exploring the town,it wasn't big but the people ran small businesses. Coffee shops,bakeries,libraries and plenty of other businesses. She spent her days exploring each and every one,the small town felt like stepping into a movie,a fairytale and she was going to enjoy it before she needed to eventually get back to her life outside the small secluded bubble. The bell above the door rang out,signaling someone had walked in. She walked into the cafe,like she did most mornings. By now the barista knew her usual order,with such a small town it wasn't a surprise that she memorized it. Later Billie decided to visit the library today,she hadn't been in one since she was a child. The library was just as cosy as the rest of the town,warm and welcoming. An old woman sat at the front desk,reading a book but looked up when she heard the bell ring. She gave Billie a small smile.

“Need any help dear?”

“No thank you,I'm just looking around.”

"Well if you need help,my daughter is in there somewhere. Knows this place like the back of her hand,that girl" the lady spoke.

“I'll keep that in mind,thank you.” She said,giving the lady another smile before turning to the romance books. Scanning her eyes over the spines of a few,she sat down at a table. She spent a few hours there,reading and drinking some of the coffee she brought with her. The librarian’s daughter never came to her to ask if she needed help and she eventually found herself getting a bit bored of just reading. So she decided to see if she could find the librarians daughter.

You huffed annoyed as you looked at all the books,messed up and out of place.

"Kids" you huffed. You set each book back in its place,grumbling silently. Billie moved a bit closer,clearing her throat to get your attention.

“That must be annoying huh?” Her voice came out a bit raspy. You turned to look at her.

"It really is,they know these aren't supposed to be here" you gestured to the shelf in front of you.

“Some kids just don’t care.So I take it you’re the librarian's daughter?”

"And I take you're the girl everyone's talking about" You had confirmed her question and asked yours in one move.

“They’re talking about me?” She asked,walking closer. Crossing her arms over her chest as she continued to stare at you.

“Of course" You shrugged as if it was obvious that they would be talking about her. She smirked.

“And what are they saying about me?” She asked,taking another step closer.

"What they say about everyone who comes here. Rarely does anyone stay this long,most people stay for two days. They pass through,take a break here or..."

“Or what?” She asked,raising an eyebrow. Taking a few more steps until she was standing right in front of you. Her smirk still on her face as she looked you up and down.

"Or they're running away from something" You moved so she was backing up until her back hit the shelf. "So,what are you running from?"

“I’m not..running.” She could barely form a full sentence,her brain short circuiting because you were so close.

"Fine,hiding from" you rephrased the question and asked again.

“I’m not hiding.” She answered,almost stubbornly. She huffed,looking away from you. Her heart was pounding in her chest because of how close you were and she didn’t know if it was from fear or from attraction.

"Come on,no 'normal' person stays here this long." Your voice had gone quite,almost seductive. She tilted her head back until it brushed against the bookshelf.

“Maybe I’m not normal.” She said,looking at you again almost defiantly. You took a book and reached up to put it back on the higher shelf. Pushing yourself against her,her face right at your neck as you put the book back and took a step back. You moved to a different section of the library,placing books back in the right places moving a bit slower accentuating every move. Her eyes roamed around your body. Her mind was racing with lustful thoughts. No idea why you were making her so flustered and confused. She had to look away,hoping that you hadn’t noticed the way she was staring at your body. She needed to distract herself,quickly picking up a book from a nearby table. Opening it and staring at the words on the page but not reading anything. You noticed her staring at you but quickly looked down burying her face into the book. You knew she was looking at you so you purposely made your moves more seductive. You placed the last book back.

"Enjoying that book?" You asked,placing your hands on the table and leaning forward. She was snapped back into reality when you spoke.

“Hm? Oh..Yeah.” It was a simple response,she couldn’t seem to form proper sentences with how close you were. Nodding as if you agreed with her.

"You're holding it upside down" you walked off. She was shocked when she realized you were right,cursing under her breath as she realized she had been holding the book upside down the entire time. She stared at the back cover,her cheeks going bright red. You kept going on about your duties around the library,stocking and organizing the new books. Her thoughts and eyes were filled with you only interrupted by the sound of a phone ringing,which she realized wasn't her phone when she pulled it out of her pocket. She could hear the librarian speaking to someone,meanwhile Billie's phone still had several missed calls and messages from her family and friends which she hadn't answered since that night. She had been in this town for about two and a half weeks,her family still calling and messaging her clearly worried. But she knew if she had called they'd bring up the grammys and she wasn't ready to talk about it at all. She knew she was wrong to worry they like that but she was trying to forget about everything around her. Your mother hung up the phone and you walked over to her.

"Everything okay?" You asked "is it Mary?" Mary had recently had a baby and so the whole town was bending over backwards to help her anyway they could.

“Yeah,it’s just Mary.” She nodded,letting out a sigh. “She needs some help with the baby and everything.”

"I'll take care of the place" you reassured her and she gave you the keys before taking her things and heading out.

"Where did your mom run off to in such a hurry?" It was like she had appeared out of nowhere,her voice softer and a bit quieter than usual.

"She left to help Mary,she recently had a baby so the entire town just helps her however they can" you explained.

“That’s nice of her..and this town. It’s really nice here.” She nodded,understanding why the woman had run out the door so quickly. She took a few steps forward,tilting her head as she watched you.

"Well it's a small town so everyone just knows each other since birth" She took another step forward,getting closer to you. She had so many questions running through her head but she didn’t know how to ask. Or if she should even be asking anything. “I have.. another question.” She said,her voice low. You nodded for her to continue.She swallowed dryly,stepping even closer until she was nearly right in front of you. She stood so close to you that you were nearly touching. “How come you haven’t asked who I am?”

"You're right,you've been here for half a month and I've never got your name"

“Guess I should at least tell you my name,huh?” She chuckled softly,leaning forward a bit. “My names..Billie.”

"I'm Y/N" you introduced yourself properly this time.

“Y/N” She repeated,letting the name roll off her tongue. “I like it.” She said,her eyes roamed over your face again. You smiled at her,still working on the shelf.

"Since you're opening up,will you finally tell me why you're hiding in this backwater town?" She exhaled and looked away from you to the bookshelf in front of her. She had been expecting that question,she knew it was probably the million dollar question on everyone’s mind in this town. She was sure they were all speculating why she was here. Her head was telling her to come up with some lie,give some random excuse and shut down the conversation but looking back at the woman,she found herself wanting to tell the truth. She took a shaky breath,preparing herself to expose herself.

“To be honest…I ran away.”

"Family trouble?" You guessed.

“Not really,I just needed to get away..from everything for a while.”

"Aren't they worried about you?" A wave of guilt washed over her,thinking about everyone back home. She knew how worried they were about her,the missed calls and messages proved just how much.

They are,yeah.” She nodded,letting out a heavy sigh.

"You should just tell them you're okay. If you want you can use the landline so they don't call you back or something" you suggested.

“I should..I will.” She said,her fingers tapping against her arm. “I’m sure they’ll be angry. I haven't said anything in over a week.”

"I'm sure they'll be relieved to hear from you still" She sat down near the phone,punching in the number and putting it up to her ear. You walked away to give her some privacy but her voice carried through the empty library.

"Hey Finneas.." her voice sounded weak and strained. You didn’t mean to snoop but her voice carried and it was dead silent so it was impossible not to hear. You heard only Billies part of the conversation however. “Yeah,I’m okay..” she said into the phone. “I just..needed some time away. I’m doing okay.” She took a deep breath,“I’m safe, promise.” She reassured him,hoping he would believe her lie. But even she knew it was a bad lie,she was anything but safe in her current mental state. You walked back once you heard her say goodbye and hung up. You knew that must've taken a lot out of her and without thinking you stepped closer and hugged her. The unexpected hug caught her off guard for a split second,but she didn’t pull back. Instead she found herself leaning into the embrace,her eyes closing as she exhaled. Her body relaxed,all the tension leaving her body at once as she let herself be held. You held her in your arms,letting her calm down. She took deep, shaky breaths as you held her,trembling slightly. Just the feeling of being held was almost too much for her. She felt vulnerable and emotional,her walls starting to crumble and all the feelings she had been trying to suppress started to surface. She just wanted to feel something ,anything other than the numbness and guilt she had been feeling for the last two weeks. You soon found yourself on the floor of the empty library,holding her as your arm rested on her waist. She leaned against you,her body feeling heavy and limp. She was exhausted,mentally and physically and being held was making it nearly impossible for her to keep her eyes open. She rested her head against her shoulder,letting out a soft sigh. Eventually she fell asleep and woke up,not in her room at the inn but a bedroom. It was pretty,small and felt like a part of the town. She sat up slowly,rubbing her eyes and taking a moment to let her brain wake up. She clearly wasn't in the inn but a house and she had a good idea whose it is. She looked around the room,taking in her surroundings. The place was cozy,the kind of place that felt like a home not just a house. She remembered falling asleep on the floor of the library,quickly realizing this was your house and most likely your bed. Billie slowly made her way through the house and downstairs. The smell of something wafted through the air,she didn’t know what it was but it smelt incredible. Following the smell led her to the kitchen where you were standing by the stove. You looked so relaxed and in your element. It only made her want you more. She leaned against the kitchen doorway, watching you cook. Billie was captivated by you doing the simplest of things. She couldn’t take her eyes off of you, watching the way your hands moved,she was mesmerized, transfixed. She suddenly felt shy, standing in the kitchen door and eyeing you like some sort of creep. She coughed to make herself known,letting you know she was there.You looked up,smiling at her.

"Well good morning" She smiled back,pushing herself off the door frame.

“Morning.” She said, her voice still a bit groggy. She walked further into the kitchen, pulling up a chair and sitting down at the table. “I hope you don’t mind that I…slept here. I didn’t mean to.”

"I don't mind,although it's not every day I bring home some pretty girl who fell asleep on me" you joked.

“I’m not sure that’s the best way to pick up girls.” You chuckled,holding up a plate of pancakes.

"I hope pancakes are a better way" you joked back.

“Definitely a better way.” She said, still blushing from the earlier comment. She took the plate of pancakes and a fork, immediately scarfing down a few bites. “God, this is good.”

"I'll take that compliment" you smiled as you continued. She hummed softly in approval, taking another bite.

“You cook better than I do.” She says in between bites. “My pancake skills are nonexistent, they always end up burnt and misshapen.”

"Come on it can't be that bad"

“Oh believe me, it’s that bad. The last time I tried to make pancakes, I ended up with something that more resembled a hockey puck than a pancake.”

"Maybe I could teach you" She perked up at the suggestion, her eyes lighting up with interest.

“You’d teach me? Really?” She couldn’t deny that it sounded appealing.

"Eggs?" You asked

“Yeah, I can cook eggs.” She said with a bit of confidence.

"No,I mean do you want some?" You chuckled

“Oh, right. no, I don't eat eggs.” She nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. “So… Can I ask you something?” She asked between bites.

"Of course"

“How did I end up here? In your bed, I mean.” She asked, curiosity nagging at her.

"I had one of my friends help me carry you. I would've taken you back to the inn but it's a bit far" She nodded, her cheeks flushing a bit out of embarrassment.

“Ugh, must’ve been quite the sight, me passed out on the floor.” She murmured, shaking her head slightly at the thought.

"The real sight was the look on my mother's face when she found you in my bed" you chuckled "And then I had to explain to her that no,I wasn't sleeping with you"

“Oh god, your mother probably thinks I’m some kind of….” She struggled to find the word she was looking for. You chuckled

"No,you're fine. She'd probably be more pleased with you than the last girl who she found me with"

“Do I even want to know?” You raised your eyebrows,as if asking if she really wanted to know. “Well, now I definitely need to know.” She said, a bit of playful curiosity seeping into her voice. “Come on, spill it. You can’t just give me a hint like that and then leave me hanging.”

"Fine,we were screwing around in the library after hours and my mother had apparently forgotten something only to walk in on me..you don't wanna know the rest but it was bad”

“I’m assuming it went over about as well as me being in your bed?”

"Not really,with that girl my mother didn't like her from the start and told me to stay away from her. You on the other hand she hasn't said anything about and she didn't walk in on us." You explained.

“Well, I’m glad your mother isn’t judging me right away for being in your bed.” She couldn’t help but feel a bit relieved at that, her cheeks still a bright red.

"To be fair you were dressed,I was on the couch and we weren't screwing when she found you"

“Well, I like to think I’m classier than that.” She said with a smile. “I’m not the one making out with girls in the library after all.” You jokingly rolled your eyes

"I'm gonna regret telling you that, aren't I?"

“Oh, you can bet on it. I am never letting you live that down.” Her smile only widened at that, an impish glint in her eyes.

"I told you something embarrassing,I think you should tell me one of yours so we're even" She thought for a moment before a memory came to mind.

“Alright, I have one.” She suddenly paused before she started talking again,although it seemed like this wasn’t the original story. “Recently I was at a musical award show, one of the biggest ones.” She began, the memory still fresh in her mind. “I was nominated for multiple awards, I was sure I’d win at least one.” She paused, her throat feeling tight. “But I didn’t win anything. Not one award.” Her voice was quiet, the disappointment and hurt still lingering after all these weeks. “I was devastated.” She continued, shaking her head slightly. “I mean, I was so sure I’d win at least one. But there I was, at the biggest award show of the year and I went home empty handed.” She took a deep breath, her jaw clenched tightly. “I just… I couldn’t bear the thought of going back home after that. Everyone expecting me to win, celebrating me, and I had nothing to show for it. I couldn’t deal with their disappointment and my own too so I…I came here.”

"That must've really hurt" you said quietly,it was completely out of your range and you didn't fully understand it but you still tried to be sympathetic towards her. She nodded, her eyes filling with the familiar burning of unshed tears.

“It did. I mean, I know it sounds shallow and ridiculous. It’s just an award show, right? Nothing too important. But….I just felt like a failure.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.

"It's not ridiculous,listen I may not fully understand what you're feeling or going through. But it hurts you and that's what matters,I may not know what this award is about but I know it takes a lot of work and you have every right to feel whatever you want to feel"

“Th-thank you… it means a lot to hear that, even if you don’t fully understand.”

"You know me,the small town clueless girl" you laughed. She couldn’t help but laugh softly, her tears fading and turning into a gentle smile.

“Yeah, the small town clueless girl who made me feel better without even understanding why I was upset.”

"Feeling a bit better now?" It seemed like she had been holding it all in and finally had let it out.

“A bit, yeah. It feels good to let it out. I haven’t really talked to anyone about how I felt after the award show.” She wiped her eyes.

"Instead you ran to this place"

“Yeah, I guess I did. It was a spur of the moment thing. I felt lost and desperate to get away, and this place was perfect. Somewhere far from home, where no one knew me and I didn’t have to face the disappointment.”

"What did Finneas say when you called him?" You asked,you didn't know who this Finneas was but it was now clear to her that you had heard her at the library last night. She tilted her head slightly, surprised that she knew Finneas’ name.

“How did you…?” She started to ask, her voice trailing off.

"I kinda heard a bit,the library's small and it was quiet. I ended up overhearing you. I swear I didn't do it on purpose"

“Well…you definitely know who I am now.” She said, shaking her head slightly in disbelief. You were confused as to what she meant.

"What?" She looked at her, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

“You don’t recognize me?” She asked hesitantly.

"I know exactly three things about you. Your name,that you lost an award and came here and that you know some guy named Finneas. Who for the record I can't figure out if he's your boyfriend or your brother" She couldn’t help but laugh at that, her hand coming up to cover her mouth in an attempt to stifle the sound.

“Oh god, this is so surreal.” She shook her head slightly in disbelief. “Well, to answer your question, Finneas isn’t my boyfriend or my brother. He’s my older brother…and my producer.” She paused almost to make sure you were hanging along. “We’ve been making music together for years.” She said with a fond smile. “I don’t think I would have gotten this far without his help and support.” It was sweet how she spoke about him,it was clear he meant a lot to her. “He’s just a very important part of my life, and he means a lot to me.”

"I can tell,he seems like a great brother," you said softly.

“He is. I don’t know what I’d do without him.” she said in a quiet voice, the truth behind those words clear.

"You should probably go back soon,I can only imagine how worried he must be even with that phone call." She sighed softly, her expression growing a bit somber at the thought.

“I know. I can’t keep putting it off, he’ll probably hunt me down if I don’t return soon.” She laughed but you could tell it wasn’t genuine.

"Stay one more week,sort out what you need to sort out then go back home"

“You… you think I should stay another week?” She asked hesitantly.

"You've been stressed about it and you seemed like you finally relaxed last night after that call. So take a week relax and then head back"

“You’re right, I probably need some time to relax before I head back. It’s been so long since I’ve taken a break from my career, maybe I do need a week to sort myself out before I go back home.”

"And maybe by then I'll have figured out who you are," you joked. A grin spread across her face at the joke, she chuckled softly.

“Well, I suppose I can give you a week to figure it out.” She smirked, feeling a bit better about things.

"Just don't get your hopes up too high"

“Oh, I’m not. I have zero expectations.” She said, shaking her head. “You haven’t even heard of me, so what are the chances you’ll figure it out in just one week?” You chuckled,knowing she was right and you were definitely not going to find out who she was. She let out another soft laugh, feeling a bit more relaxed now. “But I have to admit, it is nice talking to someone who doesn’t know who I am.” She said, her voice a bit quieter. “I don’t have to worry about being famous or living up to expectations. It’s…. refreshing.”

"In the clueless town,you're just like everyone else,except prettier"

“You’re not going to let me forget you have no idea who I am, are you?”

"Only because you make it so fun" As you two laughed, a comfortable silence fell between you. She couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of comfort around you as well. It was foreign, being so at ease with someone she just met. Usually everyone she met would gawk and ask for autographs or bombard her with questions. But you…you were different. You were just treating her like a normal person mostly because you had no idea who she was. After a moment Billie spoke again, her voice soft and serious.

“Can I ask you something?”

"Of course,what's on your mind?" She paused for a moment, as if trying to find the right words.

“Why… Why haven’t you asked me anything about being famous? Or bombarded me with questions, like everyone usually does?” She asked, her tone slightly curious.

"Something tells me you wouldn't really like me if I did that"

“You’re right, I wouldn’t.” She said, her tone amused.

"Still there is one thing" She raised an eyebrow curiously, wondering what you were going to ask.

“Oh? And what’s that?”

"Before you leave,on the last night you're here I wanna hear you sing. Just one song"

“You…You want to hear me..sing?” She asked, her voice somewhat uncertain.

"I'm curious,if you got to the award event you must be good" you said,referring to the award show but you had forgotten the name of it.

"The Grammys." She corrected gently, a hint of a smile on her face. Then she considered your request, her expression growing thoughtful. "Alright, I'll sing for you. But just one song."

"Perfect,so do you have any plans for today?"

"Not really. I was just going to explore the town a bit, maybe take a walk." She said, her expression curious. "Why do you ask?"

"Have you been to the lake?" She shook her head, curiosity in her eyes.

“No, I haven’t. Is it nice?”

"Very,did you pack a swimsuit?"

"I did."

"Wanna head down there,it should be nice and warm. And with everyone being busy with Mary I bet it's completely empty"

"Sure, why not?" She said with a shrug. "Lead the way."

"I still need to prepare,pack and get changed"

"Alright then, should we meet up in an hour or so?" She asked, her tone playful.

"Or you could help me,besides I don't know what you like on your sandwiches" you set down a small picnic basket,rustic and pretty just like the town itself.

"Alright, I suppose I could lend you a hand." She said with a smirk. "And don't worry, I’m not picky about sandwiches. I'll eat just about anything." There was a ring from the kitchen timer which made her jump slightly. She let out a small yelp sound as the timer rang, her heart jumping slightly.

"Jeez, that thing’s loud." She said with a laugh, her hand over her heart.

"You okay?" You stopped the timer,gently placing your hand on her shoulder.

"Yeah, I'm fine. It just caught me off guard." She said, a small laugh escaping her. You turned to open the oven and take out the bread you had been baking. "Mmmm, that smells amazing." She commented, the scent of freshly baked bread making her mouth water slightly.

"Thanks,it's sourdough" you showed it to her "Careful it's hot"

"I love sourdough." She said, unable to take her eyes off the bread. "You made this?" Her eyes widened slightly at the loaf of sourdough, her mouth practically watering at the sight of it.

"I always do," She couldn't imagine making bread from scratch. To her, baking seemed like some kind of magic. But here you were, casually churning out a loaf of sourdough like it was no big deal.

"You make your own bread? That's impressive."

"Wanna piece while it's still warm?"

"Yes, please." She said with a grin,you had never expected anyone to be this excited over a loaf of bread. It was pretty cute you had to admit. You carefully cut her a piece and the smell was soon saturating the kitchen.

"Wow, this smells amazing." She said, her eyes fixed on the slice of bread in her hand. "Did you really make this from scratch?"

"Of course" you chuckled. "I didn't expect a celebrity to be impressed by my simple baking," you joked.

"Hey, just because I'm a celebrity doesn't mean I don't appreciate the simple things in life." She took a bite of the bread, her expression softening as she chewed. "And this bread is anything but simple. It's fantastic."

"Never had it freshly baked?"

"No, I can't say that I have. When you're a celebrity, you're too busy to bake bread from scratch." You cut slices,and set everything out.

"Why don't you turn on the radio,get some music going while we're making this" you gestured to the radio. You continued making the sandwiches,cutting the veggies and toasting the bread before you started assembling it. "Taste this" you held out a spoon to her with some of the sauce. She leaned in and took a taste of the sauce from the spoon, her eyes widening in surprise at the bold flavor.

"Oh wow, that's good." She said, her tongue flicking out to lick a drop of sauce off her lip. "What is that?"

"I can't just give out my recipes,darling," you joked.

"You can't just tease me with this amazing sauce and then refuse to share the recipe!" She said, her tone playfully dramatic.

"If you're that shocked I wonder what you'll think of those" you gestured to the backyard with your head. Her curiosity was piqued again, her head tilting slightly as she looked towards the backyard.

"What's out there?" She asked, her tone filled with intrigue. You grabbed the bowl of corn that was sitting to the side and headed out to the backyard. Immediately the sound of clucking filled your ear. "Are those...chickens?" She asked, her voice filled with surprise and a hint of excitement.

"Yes,they are" She watched in fascination as the chickens roamed around the backyard, pecking at the ground and squawking softly.

"I've never seen chickens up close like this before."

"Wanna hold one?"

"Can I? Won't they peck me?" She asked, her tone cautious.

"Oh,they will. They're maniacs,but I promise I'll patch you up"

"Alright, I trust you." She said with a hint of trepidation in her voice.

"This one,Ella she's usually more gentle." You placed the chicken in her arms. She held the chicken in her arms, her expression a mix of nervousness and awe.

"This is so surreal. I'm holding a real chicken." She said, her voice filled with wonder. She seemed incredibly happy about such a simple thing. You couldn't help but smile. "She's actually kind of cute." She laughed softly, her fingers gently stroked the chicken's soft feathers.

"Yeah,that one is sweet"

"I never thought I'd say this, but this is one of the most enjoyable experiences I've had in a long time." She said, her voice filled with sincerity.

"Oh,I have just the thing. Stay here,I'll be right back" you ran off and grabbed your Polaroid camera. She posed for you and you took the photo. As you took the photo, she struck a playful pose, her cheek pressed against the chicken's head. You captured the moment perfectly, her bright smile and the curious expression of the chicken immortalized in the photo. She put the chicken back in the pen and moved closer to look at the photo.

"I never thought I'd have a picture of myself holding a chicken." You handed her the photo.

"Well you do now"

"This is so cool." She said, her voice filled with genuine excitement. "I'm going to keep this forever." You fed the chickens and headed back inside. "I can't believe I actually held a chicken." She said, her tone still filled with amusement. "And got a picture of it too."

"You really like chicken,huh?"

"I guess I do. There's just something about the simple joy of holding a chicken that's hard to explain." She laughed. The song on the radio ended and a new one started but you were only half listening. She froze for a moment, her eyes widening in surprise as the song switched. It was her own song but you didn’t seem to know. She didn't know whether to feel amused or slightly disappointed. Here she was, a famous pop star, and you had no idea you were listening to one of her songs. The chorus was about to hit and you said. "Now the best part"

“You like this song?” She asked,surprised. You were talking about the sandwich as you had just cut it in half. And she realized what you were talking about and laughed it off. She laughed at both the misunderstanding and at the irony of the situation. Here you were, about to enjoy a sandwich you made, completely oblivious to the fact that you were unknowingly listening to one of her own songs.

"I'm gonna head up and change,then we'll swing by the inn so you can get your swimsuit and head to the lake."

The walk to the lake was filled with a comfortable silence, with only the sound of birds chirping and the rustling of leaves breaking the silence. You reached the lake,taking off your dress to reveal the swimsuit under it. Her gaze lingered for a moment too long but then she quickly looked away. You were at the edge of the water when you turned to see if she was following. She took a moment to admire the view before realizing that you were waiting for her. She shook her head lightly and quickly removed her shorts and shirt, revealing her own swimsuit underneath.

"Watch your step" you took her hand and led her into the water. She misplaced her foot and slipped but you quickly caught her,your arm around her waist. Her breath caught in her throat for a moment, her heart skipping a beat as she found herself unexpectedly in your arms. She found herself inches away from you, her face almost pressed against your chest. You slowly let go of her,moving deeper into the water. She followed you into the water, the ripples around her legs providing a momentary distraction from the lingering feeling of your arm around her waist. You were both just floating around the lake,the water rocking you back and forth. She closed her eyes for a moment, the soothing motion of the water helping her relax. The only sounds were the soft lapping of the waves against her legs and the distant chirping of birds. She turned her gaze to you, finding you already looking at her, a small smile on your lips. The lake was surrounded by trees, their leaves creating a canopy of shade overhead. The sunlight filtered through the branches. "Feeling better?"

"Much better," she replied, her voice softened by the peaceful atmosphere. "This is exactly what I needed." She smiled back, her eyes sparkling in the sunlight.

"You're cute when you're smiling"

"You make it easy to smile," she replied, her tone sincere. You blushed at her comment,

"How so?"

"Just...being here with you, I guess." She said softly, her gaze turning away for a moment as she tried to gather her thoughts. "I guess what I'm trying to say is, being here, with you, is the most relaxed I've felt in a really long time." She shook her head lightly, her hair floating on the surface of the water. "It's like...you really see me. Even when I'm not who I'm expected to be."

"Well this town is gonna be here,whenever you wanna disappear"

"Is that your sales pitch for this place?" She teased, her eyes sparkling with a hint of playfulness. "Come on down to this place and escape reality. Guaranteed peace and quiet, or your money-back!" You laughed. "Honestly, though," she said, her tone growing more serious. "This place really is something special.”

"No internet,you're cut off from the world. But most importantly we have chickens" you joked. She couldn't help but laugh along with you.

"Right, how could I forget? The most important part of any small town is the chickens."

"Really I'm just trying to tempt you to stay," you joked.

"Tempt me to stay? And how do you plan on doing that?" She asked, her tone teasing, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Chickens" you said,raising your eyebrows,you jokingly. She scoffed playfully, faking offense.

"Oh, is that so? You think I'm going to be enticed by a flock of chickens?"

“Yes,actually” She laughed, the sound filling the air around you.

"Well, I have to admit, the temptation is strong." She said, her tone still playful. "I do love a good chicken." She laughed again, shaking her head in mock defeat. Her eyes locking with yours, her expression softening. "But..." she continued, her tone growing more serious, "I don't think it's just the chickens that make me want to stay." You swam a bit closer to her.

"What else?"

"You. I like spending time with you. You make me feel like I can just be myself, even though..." She trailed off, leaving her sentence unfinished.

"Even though?" She smiled, the distance between you shrinking as you swam closer.

"Even though...you don't know who I am."

"You are never letting go of that,just because I have no clue who you are."

"I guess I can't let it go," she admitted, her voice growing soft. "It just seems so...unbelievable, that you don't know who I am. But I can't deny that it's also a little refreshing." She chuckled softly, a hint of sadness in her tone. "You just...see me for me. And it's been a long time since someone's done that." You reached out and touched her hand,she reciprocated your touch. Softly holding your hand,her fingers were softer compared to yours which were callused and scared.She remained silent for a moment, her hand gently holding onto yours. She could feel her cheeks growing warm, whether it was from the sun or the subtle current flowing between you, she wasn't sure. After about an hour of swimming around you turned to her.

"Do you wanna get out of the water?"

"Yeah, I think it's about that time." Your hair clung to your body,some of it clinging between your chest. Her eyes lingered on your chest for a moment before she looked up,pushing her own hair back. You both sat down on the grass to eat. Her eyes almost lit up as she ate.

"This is amazing," she said through a mouthful of food. "I don't think I've ever tasted anything this good." She took another bite, her eyes closed in contentment. "Seriously, you have to teach me how to make this." You chuckled.

"Sure,if that's what you want"

"You make it sound like it's so easy. I'm a terrible cook."

"Come on,I'll teach you it's not that hard" you reassured her.

"You're overestimating my cooking skills." She said, grinning. "I can barely make toast without burning it."

"Well we started with something that can't possibly be burnt"

"Maybe you can start with teaching me the basics. Nothing fancy. Just something edible that won't poison anyone."

"Fair point," she replied, taking another bite.

The next day

"Let's do this" you handed her a clip "put your hair up" you did the same and took out the ingredients and tools.She secured her hair with the clip, her expression a mix of excitement and nervousness.

"Alright, I'm ready," she said, her eyes fixed on the array of ingredients and tools spread out on the kitchen counter.

"So let's start with the basics,can I trust you with a knife?"

"Um...define 'trust'," she said, her tone filled with mock seriousness.

"Okay,just hold it and I'll.." you moved to stand behind her,your hands on top of hers guiding her. Rhythmically chopping and cutting. She followed your lead, her motions growing more confident, and soon they were moving in sync. She could feel your presence behind her, your breath against her neck, the warmth of your body close to hers. She could feel your hands guiding her, your body close to hers, and she found herself leaning back slightly, her back pressing against your chest. She felt a strange sense of satisfaction as the ingredients were finely chopped and cut, the pile of vegetables growing on the cutting board. "Look at that,you haven't burnt anything" you joked

"Yet," she pointed out, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Don't speak too soon. Who knows when it'll all go up in flames." She couldn't help but laugh, her head tilting back slightly.

"Maybe soon,the next thing is the bread" You joked,moving to grab a big bowl.

"Great, more opportunities to burn things," she said, her tone lighthearted. You turned on the oven.

"I'm starting to think you like arson or something," you joked. She feigned offense, her eyes wide with mock surprise.

"Me? Arson? How dare you accuse me of such a thing," She couldn't help but chuckle, the air between you filled with banter.

"So you start with a sourdough starter. This does take a while to make,but it makes the bread so much better" you scoop some into the bowl. "Now salt" you pointed to the salt shaker.

"Like this?" She asked, a hint of uncertainty in her voice.

"Perfect,now you stir it"

"Is this right?" She asked, a hint of nervousness in her tone.

"You're just stirring,don't overthink every detail" you reassured her,adding the rest of the ingredients.

"Right, just stirring. Simple enough, right?" She said, her tone a mix of sarcasm and relief. Soon it was too thick to stir.

"Now,you turn it out and start kneading it" you sprinkled flour on the counter. She began to knead the dough, her hands pressing and folding the sticky mass of ingredients, her movements tentative and unsure.

"Okay, I can do this" she said, more to herself than you. "How are you so good at this?" She asked, her voice slightly strained from the effort. "I feel like I'm going to strangle the poor dough."

"You're doing just fine,Billie" you chuckled at her joked as you sprinkled the dough with more flour.

"I think the dough might disagree with you on that," she said, her tone teasing.

"Well the dough can shut it" you laughed.

"I'll make sure to tell it you said that," She kneaded the dough until it came together and placed it in the oven.

"Now we take this pot,careful it's heavy" you set it on the stove,setting a timer for the bread as she washed her hands. You placed some oil in the pot.

"Now the veggies,except for the potatoes"

"What's next?"

You kept cooking,showing her and explaining the steps. It was just so natural with her,the jokes, the banter, the comfortable feeling. Like you had known her for years.

"I swear, you're just good at everything," she remarked, her tone a mix of amusement and awe.

"I'm really not as amazing as you think I am"

"Trust me, you're pretty amazing." She said, her tone sincere. "I can barely even chop vegetables and here you are, cooking a masterpiece like it's no big deal."

"Hey,you're part of this" you gestured to the food. "I didn't make this by myself"

"We did this together. I guess we make a pretty good team, huh?"

"Definitely,me and the girl I've yet to figure out who she really is" you joked.

"Well, I guess I'll let you in on a little secret then," she said, her voice low and teasing. "I'm actually a world-renowned celebrity with a secret identity," she said, a mischievous glimmer in her eyes.

"Yeah,you're definitely messing with me" Her attempt to look angelic didn't work, and her lips twitched with suppressed laughter.

"Me? Messing with you? Whatever do you mean?" About an hour later everything was done and you sat down with her to eat.

"I think you should take the first bite" you suggested to her,since she helped make it.

"Are you sure? You did most of the work," she protested, her eyes flickering between the food and you.

"But you didn't burn any,so you first" She picked up her spoon and took a bite of the food. The flavors exploded on her palate, and she let out an involuntary moan of satisfaction.

"Oh my god, this is incredible," she said, her eyes wide with amazement. "You were right, we do make a pretty good team."

Over the next couple of days you spent time with her,until her last day. The day she agreed she'd sing to you. It was night and she'd be leaving in the morning so you headed to her room at the inn,knocking on the door. The room was cozy and intimate, lit by a single lamp that cast a warm glow across the space.

"Hey, come in," she said, gesturing for you to enter. You sat down with her.

"Hey" it was a bit bittersweet,knowing that tomorrow she'd be gone. She could feel a sense of melancholy settling between you, the impending goodbye casting a shadow over the air. You were sat down on the floor of the inn with her. "So you promised me a song" you tried to lighten the mood by sounding cheery.

"Yeah, I did, didn't I?" she said, her tone a mix of nervousness and determination. She chuckled softly, her smile not quite reaching her eyes. She started to sing a slow, soulful melody that echoed through the room. Her voice was pure and filled with emotion, the lyrics pouring out as she sang. The sound filled the room, each note ringing with a bittersweet poignancy that mirrored the feeling between you. The song ended with a silence falling over the room. She could feel the weight of the impending goodbye, her heart heavy with the knowledge that this would be the last time she saw you. "So that's it, huh?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I guess so,I liked the song. And I guess you won the bet,I still haven't figured out who you really are" you laughed.

"Yeah, I guess I did," she said, her voice tinged with a hint of regret. "I..." she began, her voice quivering, "I don't want to say goodbye." You moved to sit next to her,your back against the bed.

"Hey,you know you can't stay here forever. You have your family who's worried about you and I'm sure your fans are too" you said softly. "I don't want you to leave either but I can't keep you here,you have your own life. But I'll be here if you ever decide to run off again" you chuckled

"I know,I have to go back." She said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But thank you, for all of this. For making me feel normal, human, even if just for a short while" She leaned into you, her head resting on your shoulder. You put your arm around her shoulder and pulled her into a hug. "I'm going to miss you" she mumbled against your shoulder, her voice muffled but her words clear.

"I'm gonna miss you too,Billie"

"Promise you'll remember me?"

"Of course,I could never forget you"

"I wish we had more time," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"We have until tomorrow morning"

"You're right," she said, her tone growing more determined. "We have tonight." She pulled away slightly, looking at you with a small smile before pulling you in and kissing you. Her body pressed closer to yours, her fingers tangling in your hair as she tried to get as close to you as possible. The kiss was filled with an urgency and intensity, fueled by the knowledge that this might be your only chance to be together like this. You kissed her again and again and again,losing sight of everything before you except her.The kiss broke temporarily as she leaned her forehead against yours, both of you breathing heavily, the intensity of their emotions palpable in the small space between them. "I don't want this to end," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I want to stay here with you, like this, forever."

"I wish you could"

"But I can't," she said, her voice tinged with resignation. "I have a life that I have to go back to. No matter how much I wish I could stay here with you." She leaned back slightly, her eyes searching your face. Then, almost as if on a whim, she blurted out, "What if you came with me?" You chuckled,dryly.

"You know I can't,my life is here" you wished you could go,but you couldn't possibly leave your mother.

"I know, I know," she said, her voice tinged with regret. "It was just... wishful thinking, I guess."

"Could you imagine how clueless I'd be about everything in a big city" you chuckled. "I definitely don't look like the girl you'd want next to you,some clueless small town girl"

"You'd be overwhelmed, for sure," she joked. "But... that's kind of a cute vision. You, in a big flashy city, completely out of your element." She laughed softly, her hand moving up to brush "Maybe I should take you with me and dress you up like a proper city girl," she joked, her tone light but filled with affection.She smiled, her hand still running through your hair.

"Make them think I'm not some small town girl you picked up" you joked.

"Yeah, I'll have to give you a makeover," she said, her tone teasing. "Dress you up all fancy, teach you how to walk in heels."

"So you wanna spoil me,dress me up?" You continued to joke.

"Oh, definitely. I'd pick out all the best clothes for you, pamper you like royalty," she said, playing along with the joke. She moved your hand,holding it and noticing your nails were bare. "You know, if I really do take you with me, I'm definitely getting your nails done," she said with a smirk. "Can't have you looking anything less than perfect, right?"

"You're definitely tempting"

"Am I?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "You better watch out, I might just convince you to pack your bags and come with me." Her expression turned serious, her gaze locked on you.

"But really, I wish you could come with me," she said, her voice soft and sincere. "It's crazy, how much I wish that I could keep you all to myself, away from everything that's waiting for us outside that door."

"Maybe I could go with you,for a few days" you suggested,caving in slightly.

"Seriously?" she asked, a mix of excitement and surprise in her voice. "You'd come with me, even if it's just for a few days?" Her eyes lit up at your suggestion, her expression hopeful.

"Yeah,but not immediately. Go back home and let things settle down before you send me an invite"

"Okay, sounds perfect," she said, her eyes glimmering with affection. " I'll arrange everything. Before you know it, I'll be sending you an invite and picking you up in a fancy car."

"You should probably get some sleep for tomorrow" you didn't want to miss out on a single moment but you knew she needed some sleep.

"I know, I know," she mumbled, her eyes drooping with exhaustion. "But I don't want to sleep. I don't want this night to end." She sighed, her body leaning into yours as she snuggled closer.

"You can barely keep your eyes open,I promise I'll be here when you wake up"

"Fine,I'll go to sleep. But you better still be here when I wake up, or I'll be very disappointed."

"I'll be here,get some sleep" you laid down with her,brushing your fingers through her hair.

"Mm, don't stop," she mumbled, her eyes closed. "That feels so nice..."

It was early in the morning,the sun was still down and everything was dark. You reached up for your necklace,took it off and put it around her neck.

"I want you to keep this"

"You're giving this to me?" she asked, her voice filled with surprise and emotion. "Are you sure? This necklace means a lot to you."

"It does,but this feels like the right thing to do"

"Thank you. I'll take good care of it. And... I'll always wear it," she said, her voice a mere whisper. You gave her one last kiss,soft and gentle. You walked her out to her car,the silence deafening with the thought that it was over. "I'll miss you," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the pounding of your heart.

"I'll miss you too," you said,trying to keep your voice steady. She turned on the engine, glancing back at you one last time through the open window. Her expression was a sad one, filled with longing and a hint of reluctance. With that she was gone,leaving you to watch her disappear into the distance. You stood there, frozen in place, as her car grew smaller in the distance. The weight of her departure hung heavily on your shoulders, a void left in her absence. You stood in silent solitude, watching the road she had vanished down, as reality slowly set in — she was gone.

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silentstyx · 8 months ago

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"2 AM and I'm Cursing Your Name" ~ (jake peralta x reader's version)

sum! "Reader got home way too late and the Jake has been pacing and worrying all night..."

tw! arguing, idk jake

uhhhh idk how i feel abt this mixed feelings ngl, kinda short too

You and Jake had been fighting for just stupid things for a little bit now. It never was super important and you would just make up 30 minutes later. Not this time though.

This time it was a stupid argument, because Jake was being stupid. He fought a dangerous criminal without backup and not only that, his gun fell out in the car. Not only was this dangerous but he got away.

The two of you were upset about different things when it came to this situation, but you both agreed you were upset.

"Can we drop this? I'm still trying to catch a criminal, ya know my job?" Jake said, peeved.

You could only roll your eyes and reply snarkily, "I am literally trying to tell you about my concerns for your job! But why would you care? You don't listen!"

He returned the same eye roll, "The same concerns that I quite literally have heard all week possibly? Those concerns?"

You couldn't respond with anything other than a scoff/laugh. Absolutely speechless. Sorry you don't want him dead? Why doesn't he listen?! Why is he so stubborn?!

Your grabbed your purse, your phone, and your keys before leaving. You went out the front door without a word in reply to him. You were so pissed off you couldn't physically be around him, so you just left. You'd be back before you went to sleep, but you wouldn't tell him that.

You could hear him get half way through your name before you shut the door, calling you to come back.

He noticed you had turned your location off, so he wouldn't follow you. You stubborn bastard.

You were just walking around Brooklyn for a while, besides the smells, you forgot how pretty New York can be at night. You saw the sunset and then the buildings lit up once it was dark. You got a few pictures of it. You got some snacks while you were out, street meat and what not. But you wanted to go back home. Even though that was gonna take another hour to get home.

You got some fast food before arriving home, your favorite order and Jake's. You still loved him and wanted him to eat. You know he won't eat if he feels like something is genuinely wrong. He'll focus on fixing that rather than eating.

You got home, food and drinks in hand, walking in the front door. You saw him pacing around the living room, phone in hand, before he realised you were there.

"Babe, look I didn't understand why you were so upset until I imagined it was you. I imagined you going in without backup and without your gun and it scared me. I'm sorry and you're not in the wrong, okay? Please don't be mad at me" He blabbed out.

You started smiling halfway through his sentence, "i brought food for us?"

You held up the bag as you talked, showing proof.

He smiled back at you and grabbed the drinks from you to make it easier to carry.

You guys ate together while watching a movie. Once you both finished your food you ended up cuddling, accidentally, while watching the movie.

"I'm sorry I was sorta a jackass," You say barely above a whisper, "I was just mad that you did something that dumb and didn't seem to care"

He nodded, "I know. It's okay, I'm not mad."

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little-diable · 2 months ago

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Fate's Call - Jake Seresin (smut)

This is very much inspired by something I wanted to happen in my own life lol. Please like and reblog if you enjoyed reading this, your comments keep us writers motivated! Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: Jake and the reader have been into one another for a while now but life always pushed them away from one another. But he's growing tired of not finally grasping his chance with her.

Warnings: 18+, smut, oral (f & m), piv, some degrading, quite sweet though, crushes to lovers

Pairing: Jake Seresin x fem!reader (2.9k words)

She had hoped that the music filling the car would manage to distract her. She had hoped that the scenery she drove past would manage to rip her thoughts away from him. She had hoped that the excitement the next day would bring upon her would bury the feeling of having him close six feet under. But nothing helped, nothing managed to soothe the sinking feeling deep inside of her.

(Y/n) had met Jake Seresin months ago, crossing paths while he had been on a getaway with friends and she had been on a work trip. They had instantly hit it off, connecting on different levels while time had frozen for a while, allowing the two to get lost in their conversation. Nothing had happened back then, held back by the eventual disappointment she’d feel the second they’d have to part ways the following morning.

Now, months later, their paths had crossed again to grab food while she was in the area for the day, instantly forcing all those feelings to resurface. He was everything she ached for, one of the few she didn’t seem to grow tired of, and yet life had a funny way of keeping them from one another, only offering glimpses of what something more meaningful between them could look like.

Jake had held her tight, hugging her for a few seconds too long, and yet (y/n) had tried to bury herself in his touch, knowing that she needed to soak up every second. She hadn’t been able to rip her eyes from him, hanging onto every word he spoke to try and memorise every single detail he shared with her. (Y/n) was long gone, there was no way out of the trap he had laid out for her months ago, unable to crawl from the grave she was now buried in - no matter how hard she tried to claw at the dark soil.

“Fuck, get a grip.” Her whispers filled the car, momentarily ripping her out of her thoughts. She’d give a lot to see him again, imagining Jake following her to her next destination, set on spending the night with her. Nothing but wishful thinking that left her heart bleeding in ache, wondering if she’d be able to shake this off eventually.

(Y/n)’s eyes flickered down to her phone, fingertips tingling from the need to call him, wanting to hear that southern drawl again she found herself obsessing over. But even though her longing for Jake was strong, the need to protect her heart was stronger, knowing that reaching out would only hurt her some more.

With a sigh leaving her, (y/n) sank further into the seat. It was for the better this way, even though it didn’t feel like it.

…

Her tired eyes kept wandering over the page of her book, rereading the words for the fifth time that evening. She had arrived at her hotel a few hours ago, hiding in the shower to wash away the day and the memories that came with it. (Y/n) let her head fall back against the pillow, dropping the book before she curled herself into the blanket.

It was pathetic almost, unable to understand how a man could have an effect like this on her, unable to think of anything but him. She pressed her hands against her face with a groan, cursing herself for being this weak and confused. But just as (y/n) shuffled around on the bed, reaching for the lightswitch, the sound of a few soft knocks left her freezing. It took her a moment to rise to her feet, walking towards the door to slowly open it.

“Jake?” He had his hands buried in the pockets of his jacket, bright eyes focused on her confused features. For a second neither of them spoke, a second that was interrupted as he shot forward with his cold fingers finding her warm cheeks, lips meeting hers for a bruising kiss. (Y/n)’s hands found his jacket, burying her fingers in the soft material to keep him close.

“I couldn’t stay away, I needed to see you again.” Jake mumbled against her lips as he softly pushed her into the room, letting the door fall shut with a soft thud. (Y/n) stared up at him with wide pupils, unable to bite down her grin before she tugged his jacket off his body, trying not to get lost in the sight of him and the addicting scent of his cologne softy wrapping itself around her.

Jake’s hands found the back of her naked thighs, effortlessly picking her up to carry her to the bed, pressing (y/n) down on it. The tension between them prickled, buzzing through their veins like a wildfire set to spread, burning them from inside out. There were too many confessions burning on the tip of her tongue, but (y/n) was unable to express any of them as she was too focused on the way his lips found hers again. He tasted of something familiar, something that made her heart skip beats as she got lost in the feeling.

He pressed his hips against hers, allowing her to feel his growing need for her which drew a groan out of them both. (Y/n) gave him a soft push, burying Jake beneath her to straddle his waist with a smirk growing on her lips. Their eyes held contact as she pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his muscular upper body to her wandering hands. Without breaking eye contact, she kissed her way past his dog tags, down his chest, and to his abs, letting her tongue trace the prominent lines.

“Baby,” it was a clear warning, expressing that he was close to snapping and unable to hold himself back from what he wanted to do to her. “Careful there, I need you to be sure of this before you go any further.”

“I want you, Jake, have been wanting you ever since we met.” It was all he needed to hear before his veiny hand found the back of her head, pulling her back in for a kiss. Her hands moved further down south, undoing his belt before she impatiently tugged on his belt loops. “Can I? I’ve imagined doing this for a while now.”

He was unable to stop a gritty laugh from leaving him, gently pushing (y/n) away to shuffle out of his clothes. Her eyes moved down his naked upper body, focusing on his wandering hands and how he slowly, almost teasingly, exposed his hardening cock to her lust-blown pupils. She crawled to the edge of the bed, sitting back down on her heels before she reached for him.

(Y/n) spat down on his tip, spreading her saliva with her fingers while he choked on a moan. Her eyes kept studying his handsome face, enjoying the clear pleasure tugging on his expression, knowing that she was the one to make him feel like that. She took her time exploring, tongue tracing the prominent vein gracing his cock before she let her tongue circle his tip, tasting the precum pearling on his soft skin.

“Christ, you look so pretty.” His praise left her grinning, batting her lashes at him as she took her time with him. Her need for him only grew stronger with every deep exhale he let go of, knowing that she’d struggle just as much the second he’d bury his head between her thighs.

Jake’s hand kept a possessive hold on the back of her head, keeping her close while getting lost in the new sensation. He wasn’t a stranger to this situation, had lost count on the amount of women that had sucked him off, and yet this felt all too new - almost as if he had never experienced it before.

“Jake,” she mumbled his name while her hand pumped him, enjoying the feeling of his warm skin. “I want you to fuck my mouth.”

He froze for a second, staring down at her to see if she truly meant what she had just mumbled. But (y/n) didn’t speak another word, clearly waiting for him to reply. With a nod thrown her way, Jake cleared his throat before speaking up, “Lay down on your back, baby.”

She instantly followed his command, plopping down on the mattress, head hanging off the bed. (Y/n) stared up at him, parting her lips the second he tapped the tip of his cock against her lips. With a deep breath sucked into her lungs, she allowed him to slowly disappear down her throat, gagging around him. But Jake didn’t pull away, he stayed buried inside of her for a few more seconds before he began to fuck her mouth, just like she had asked him to.

“Fuck, you cock-hungry slut, look at you.” It was a pornographic view, a sight Jake was close to taking a picture of to remember this moment forever. She only hummed around his cock while pressing her thighs together, hoping to soothe the ache stretching through her. Jake picked up the speed of his thrusts, forcing her to gag whenever he sank too deep, but (y/n) didn’t protest once as if she knew no boundaries when it came to pleasuring him.

(Y/n) was torn between too many sensations, the sounds he made for her, the feeling of him resting on her tongue, the way her arousal kept soaking her panties. It felt like a dream, finally getting what she had been desperate for ever since her eyes had met his for the first time. But even though her mind was close to spiralling, already fearing what would happen when morning came, she tried to focus on Jake and the pleasure both got from him fucking her mouth.

“Oh, you poor girl, I bet your pussy is begging for my touch, huh?” Another sound left (y/n), turning into a whine as he pulled away from her. Her chest was heavily rising and falling, clinging onto any air she tried to inhale. “Head on the pillow, I need to see if you taste as sweet as I think you do.”

She struggled to move, clumsily turning back around before trying to make herself comfortable on the mattress. Jake found his way back between her thighs, pulling her shirt over her head before her panties were pulled down her legs. The groan that left him at the sight of her naked body made her chuckle, high on the confidence his gaze alone made her feel. But before she allowed him to explore her body, she pulled him back in for a kiss, tongues getting tangled as the kiss grew more desperate.

He parted from her with a heavy exhale, lips kissing her stomach before wandering down to her heat, brushing his tongue through her slit to taste her. Both moaned in unison, Jake from her taste and (y/n) from the way his skilled tongue made her feel. One of his hands found their way up her body, grasping her breast to knead her flesh while he buried his face in her cunt.

Jake lapped at her folds, picking up on the way she was dripping for him from sucking him off earlier, clearly just as done for as he was. His fingers took care of her pulsing bundle, using just enough pressure to make her arch her back, hips pushing her closer to him. He made a silent promise to eat her out all through the night, after fucking her into oblivion just like both had imagined doing for a while now.

“Jake,” his name was whispered into the dimly lit room, echoing off the walls as if a silent omen had been spoken. Both were about to form a bond so strong, neither of them would be able to break from it any time soon. “Need your fingers.”

He smirked against her warm skin, eyes flickering up to her features as he pushed two fingers into her tightness. Without needing any guidance from her, he found her swollen spot, fingers curled against it to draw another whine from her. (Y/n) had her eyes closed, solemnly focused on Jake and the feeling of her body being tossed into soaring waves of arousal, knowing that it wouldn’t take long for her to cum.

With his lips sucking on her bundle and his fingers fucking her with just enough speed to make her tremble beneath him, (y/n) could only thank her lucky stars for pushing her towards Jake. But just as her thighs began to shake, about to fall into her orgasm, he pulled away with an all too satisfied grin.

“Don’t look at me like that, baby,” his hand found her chin, forcing her to keep looking at him with teary eyes. “You didn’t think I’d let you cum for the first time on anything but on my cock, did you?”

She didn’t reply, could only push her lips against his to taste herself on his tongue. Jake kept kissing her for a few moments, supporting his weight with his hands pressed to the mattress before he parted from her. (Y/n) watched him for a second, pondering over her choices before speaking up, “I’m on the pill. I want to feel you, Jake.”

He stared at her for a second, unable to stop his groan from leaving him. Jake wasn’t one for fucking bare, but with her he’d do it all, needing to feel her without anything between them. Slowly, he found his way back to her to brush his cock through her slit before he finally pushed into her.

“Oh, fuck,” (y/n) choked on the words, eyes rolling back into her head at the intense feeling. Jake perfectly stretched her, making her walls flutter around his cock as she desperately tried to adjust. He had felt big stuffed down her throat but now she felt fuller than ever before, struggling to take all of him.

"C'mon, baby, you did so well sucking my cock, don’t tell me you’re struggling now.” His words dripped with something condescending, forcing a whine from her as she tried to breathe through the intense sensation. Jake gave it another push, finally burying all of him inside of her with a heavy groan while he pressed his forehead against hers. “Atta girl, see, I knew your pussy was greedy for my cock.”

He slowly pulled out of her, only to push back in with more force, building a rhythm that had her trembling within seconds. She wanted to freeze the moment, desperate to relish in every second offered to her. But the way Jake’s thrusts seemed to grow even deeper stole all those thoughts right from her.

“Oh, Jake,” he hummed, sucking on her neck to shoot some more shudders down her back. (Y/n)’s fingernails scratched at his muscular shoulders, trying to stop the intense sensation from drowning her too soon. Her mind began to focus on the sounds leaving him, on the feeling of their skin meeting with every thrust. Jake looked at her with something almost sweet swimming in his pupils, seemingly caught up in his spiralling thoughts.

“I know, baby. I got you.” His dog tags met his naked chest with every thrust, like a pendulum foretelling their future. She could only pray that life meant it well with them, hoping that this wouldn’t be the only time they’d find back together.

(Y/n) loved the way he felt on top of her, chest pressed to hers while they got lost in their longings. He managed to hit the right spot with every thrust, drawing groans out of them both in unison whenever her walls clenched around his cock. Sounds so sinful left the both, she could only hope nobody nearby managed to pick up on them.

“‘M close, Jake.” She sneaked one hand between their bodies, rubbing her bundle to give her the needed push. A string of fucks left her as she came with Jake following her right down the edge, imprinting himself on her walls. She felt him twitch inside of her, ripping a moan out of them before he slowly pulled out of her.

“Lick yourself off of me, baby.”(Y/n) tried to ignore the heat crawling up her spine, staring up at Jake for a second before she began to shuffle around. Her eyes flickered back up to his bright pupils before she parted her lips to house him back inside her mouth.

She sucked him clean, tasting herself on his cock with a moan clawing through her. Jake pulled her off his cock with a harsh tug seconds later, lips finding hers for one last messy kiss before he pulled her into his chest.

“I hope you’re not tired yet, I want to make the most out of this night.” He mumbled into the room, hand tightening its hold on her as she chuckled, only able to nod her head while she gave in to another wave of excitement already stretching itself through her.

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